“Be careful. Lift with your wings. Use all your forelegs,” Caroleena instructed the members of her buggy family as they carried the Scarab Amulet into Dweezwald Mansion. They had all headed to the museum in search of the mystic amulet that would return Creepie to normal. It hadn’t been too hard to find sitting on the floor in plain sight. They carried it home, using their insect strength all together to lift it up into the air and fly with it as one. Caroleena instructed the bugs carrying the amulet to drop in the floor. Staring at the means to her daughters return to humanity, Caroleena felt a strong urge to hide the amulet and keep Creepie at her current size. It was just that they were never able to be this close to one another until Creepie shrunk. It’s not that their relationship was bad when Creepie was giant, the problem was that it’s hard for a mother to be a mother if their child is a hundred times their size.

“Stop it Caroleena, your being selfish,” the praying mantis told herself. Creepie wasn’t meant to be their size, she was meant to be human size. She might be enjoying her newfound freedom at bug size now, but she’ll miss being human size eventually. As a responsible mother, Caroleena had to deliver the amulet to her daughter. Besides, Caroleena reminded herself, the amulet might be able to return Creepie to their size again, so maybe Caroleena wouldn’t have to part with having a tiny daughter forever. Also, if they can figure out how to work the amulet’s magic, the family can use it to shrink more humans. Those pink little buggers were scrumptious and everyone in the family wouldn’t argue with rounding up some more for a banquet. Licking her lips at the thought of gaining a permanent supply of tiny humans, Caroleena went in search of Creepie.

“Have you seen Creepie?” Caroleena asked Gnat as he rolled past her. The tiny bug still hadn’t digested his human meal and was rotating his body in an attempt to cover his oversized meal with digestive enzymes. The spastic gnat grumbled something and Caroleena thanked him. Creepie was in the living room, waiting for her to get back so she can show her something important. Curious about what her daughter wanted, Caroleena shuffled off to the living room, leaving gnat to punch his stomach angrily and snarl at it to get digesting.

Caroleena scuffled into the living room, seeing that it was empty of any bug. She spotted the back of a multi-haired head sitting on a spool of yawn. “Creepie dear, I have great news. We found the amulet we can return you to normal.” Caroleen got closer to Creepie until she could see all of her little girl. Her compound eyes shot open, taking up nearly all the room on her face as she saw Creepie. Carla, Creepie’s first and maybe last human meal, had been fully digested and was making her way through Creepie’s bowels. Although the prissy little human was long gone, she had left a profound effect on Creepie.

“Hey, mom. What do you think of my new bod?” Caroleena didn’t know what to say, her scrawny little Creepie had plumped up. Her face was rounder, giving Creepie a much less of a daunting appearance. The rags she had been wearing had been thrown off and the only thing she had on were her dark stalking. The rest of her body was just as pudgy; she had a round potbelly that stuck out and thicker thighs. Everything was bigger and rounder about Creepie; even her once flat chest had gone up a size. Creepie wasn’t obese, but she certainly was a tiny porker.

“I think… it’s wicked,” Caroleena laughed, stealing one of her daughter’s favorite words. Happy that her mother liked the new her, Creepie ran over to hug the praying mantis. Caroleena returned the hug, finding so much more to hug then from earlier on. She was happy for her daughter and thought her fatter form was wonderful. For most bugs, gaining weight was not something to shun, but to celebrate because more fat meant more weight and with more weight came more power. Creepie looked wonderful with the extra bit of fat on her body. Caroleena looked down at her chubby little angel, noticing something else that had expanded on her.

“My my, my your thorax has certainly grown. You know a lot of male bugs find a big thorax to be very sexy,” Caroleena giggled. She reached down to pinch the two round protrusions that made up her daughter’s thorax. Creepie gasped and looked up at her mother with alarm.

“Mom! First, it’s called a butt and second, don’t talk about how sexy I am. It’s weird,” Creepie muttered. Caroleena grinned down at Creepie as she blushed with embarrassment. She didn’t see what the big deal was, with a chunky thorax or butt as Creepie called it, a lot of bugs would be lining up to pump their eggs into Creepie. Sigh, her little girl was growing up.