Leona had spent most of the night masturbating. Her body had just been so atingle with energy, her pussy so afire with desire, her hands so eager to touch her in so many places at once. She passed out exhausted, sweaty, and a smile on her lips.

During the night she changed. She woke up with bigger breasts, compound eyes, and no legs. As she rolled over onto all six hands – a strangely comfortable position – she felt her engorged breasts swing beneath her. She could feel her exposed ass and slit – raised up on what was now her ‘thorax’ – pucker in the air.

Shocked at first, something inside told her all she needed to do was wait for orders from her Queen, and all would be fine.

Until then, a little more masturbation to help acclimate to her new destiny wouldn’t hurt anyone…