Time for another vaguely horrorish story where most of the horror is downplayed by fats.

So there's some story behind this. If you live in or around Maryland like I do by now you've probably at least heard of the phenomenon of shield bugs, this little invasive species of stink bugs that have been in the area for a while. I haven't seen as much lately, thank goodness, but they used to be all over the place this time of year and they'd keep sneaking into the house, especially in my room, where they'd get stuck without any way of leaving and because there was nothing for them to feed off of they'd die and leave their corpses everywhere and bluh. Among the many nuisances they'd pose by buzzing and crawling all over the place, there was one time when one landed on an open, half-full can of root beer I had lying out on my desk, climbed up to the opening and fell in. Ever since then, I've had this lingering nagging thought at the back of my head whenever I take a drink from a can that something like this might happen...well, the drinking a bug part, not the transforming into a vague bug fatty monstrosity part.

And now you can all share in my paranoia. Happy drinking. <3



I really didn't know what to do with the thing the character transforms into. I ended up just mashing together a bunch of bug features that popped into my head. The dragonfly wings and scorpion tail were probably influenced by Seath and the Sanctuary Guardian from Dark Souls.



This was really just a random thing overall.