The town has paid its tithe for generations. Tonight, it's you.

They bring you to the barn at dusk — wrists bound, bare, and silent. The door closes. Their footsteps leave. Inside, the walls are wax, the air is thick and sweet, and something vast is breathing in the loft above.

She is half queen, half mother. She does not chase. She does not need to.

A slow-burn captivity horror of wasp breeding, sacrifice, and a single planting that decides everything. There is no way out — only what she decides you are.

Content warning: consensual , breeding / oviposition, permanent captivity.

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