Thanks of commission again by   reececav27
At dusk, two classmates stood side by side at the bus stop, waiting for the last bus home. The sky slowly darkened, streetlights flickering on one by one, the air heavy with moisture. Before long, a light rain began to fall, droplets softly tapping against the sign and the pavement, quietly dampening the edges of their clothes.
That was when something strange began to happen. Deep within the body came an indescribable sense of swelling heat and weight, as familiar outlines slowly lost their shape. A white shell gradually emerged, the body expanding and thickening, until the recognizable human form was replaced entirely—by a white, chubby, impossibly enormous Mega Scolipede.
The small bus stop could never contain such a body. Vast folds of soft flesh were forced to squeeze between the railings and the platform, piling up gently, every slight movement making the space feel even more cramped. Rainwater slid down the smooth shell, gathering into puddles on the ground, soaking even the parts of its body pressed close to the floor.
The other classmate sat in the corner, watching the massive figure as it slowly settled into stillness. His initial shock faded, replaced by a strange sense of comfort. The white, rounded body rose and fell softly with each breath beneath the sound of rain, looking warm, heavy, and tender.
Unable to resist, he moved closer. Carefully, he reached out, his fingertips sinking into the softness beneath the rain-dampened surface—plush, weighty, and grounding, easing his tension without effort. A moment later, he opened his arms and leaned in, wrapping himself against that thick, gentle curve, holding it close.
The rain continued to fall. The bus still hadn’t arrived. In the narrow bus stop, only the sound of rain, the glow of streetlights, and the quiet, contented feeling of being surrounded by softness remained.