Insectoids: The Job of the Males

What do you do when you were talking dirty to your love, and the parent heard it?

Well, if it was Cheng Zhaoci’s past world, and he was flirting with a girl, then he asked if it was sexual harassment to touch her on the breasts… Then the girl’s father turns out to be standing behind you the whole time, it’s quite likely he would have a heavy object in his hand that he can use to bludgeon you to death.

In the insectoid society, they might not be throwing objects, but regardless, Cheng Zhaoci is embarrassed.

That is when the curious Lu Yao asks, “why do you want to touch the chest? Are you trying to find out if there will be enough milk for the newborn insectoids in the future?”

Holy moly, please stop!

Cheng Zhaoci is all red, trying to explain himself, “I…”

“Our Wei Zhuo doesn’t have a bulging chest, but it’s not flat either,” Lu Yao actually seems rather intrigued how embarrassed Cheng Zhaoci looks, and asks on purpose, “what do you think, mister?”

“The shape is just right,” his mouth answers, before his mind could stop it.

Lu Yao looks like he wasn’t expecting such an answer either, and after a brief pause starts to uproariously laugh.

Cheng Zhaoci is dead. Yes, completely dead. Please, just let him die, and not wake him from his eternal slumber!

Why the fixation on chest, anyway?

Wei Zhuo finds himself wondering the very same. Does it feel good? He tries to touch himself on the chest… And feels nothing in particular.

Meng Yuele, who was the one telling Wei Zhuo a meeting is about to start, is confused, “what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

“Not that. I’m just trying to find out whether my chest feels nice to the touch,” Wei Zhuo answers, completely matter-of-factly.

Chest muscles and worship aren’t a thing at all in insectoid society – mostly because the insectoids don’t have girls with big breasts and hips. While he was shy, Wei Zhuo was feeling shy that Cheng Zhaoci wanted to touch him in general, but not about the chest in particular.

Meng Yuele is only more confused when Wei Zhuo explains, “the chest? He wants to touch it?” He tilts his head, “wait, let me try.”

He puts his hand on Wei Zhuo’s chest muscles, right on top of the nipples. Wei Zhuo does the same.

The two completely ‘straight‘ shemales are rather unsettlingly staring at each other and touching. Ten seconds later, Meng Yuele asks, “do you feel anything?”

“Nothing,” Wei Zhuo replies, “and stop pinching. If you keep this up, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back on punching you back.”

“I don’t feel a thing either,” Meng Yuele quickly retracts his restless paw, “but why does Mr Cheng Zhaoci want to feel the chest? That’s weird.”

“It’s not weird,” retorts Wei Zhuo. He does not understand, but Cheng Zhaoci must have his own reasons for liking it, making it not weird.

“… Then why do you want to feel the chest muscles?”

“Please, stop asking. Please,” Cheng Zhaoci is on the verge of tears. He’s already feeling a little down and insecure from all the comments that treat his ‘I’m a male’ declaration as a joke, and now, he feels like he’s getting kink-shamed – by his own future granddad-in-law.

Lu Yao simply sighs, seeing Cheng Zhaoci covering up his ears, looking like he doesn’t want to face reality for a while, “why are you even dodging the question? It’s not like it’s weird or anything.”

It isn’t, but it’s embarrassing!!!

“Granddad, please, go back to your work! The insectoids need you! And I also need to draw my comics!” Pleads an exasperated Cheng Zhaoci.

Lu Yao shrugs. He just happened to overhear, and wasn’t expecting the male to be so easily flustered. With his warm bottle in his hand, he sighs once more, and turns to leave.

Cheng Zhaoci sinks back into his chair, while his mind inadvertently replays the entire exchange that just happened. He can’t help but start slamming his fist on the table a few times.

Argh! He can’t forget! This, this is all wrong!

Like, it’s not weird to be into chests, right? Actually, he isn’t even a chest-kinda guy! It’s Wei Zhuo! Wei Zhuo really has such a sleek and satisfying shape! It’s illegally alluring! That’s why his thoughts keep drifting to it!

Could it be, that he is the only one into big chest muscles in the entirety of the male population?

As it turns out… Surprisingly, no.

[IWan: I’ve completed the character model for the mute shemale, please see if it is to your liking]

After Evan did the male protagonist’s model and then signed the contract, Cheng Zhaoci already told him he can use the model as-is, so he went working on the other lead. Now he’s done a model with the texture and post-processing applied.

At a glance, the mute shemale gives off the same vibe as in his comic. Of course, there are differences in the facial appearance, given that Cheng Zhaoci drew in a simplified and exaggerated comic style that is unrealistic.

Though what catches his eye is that the shemale, despite being of a smaller build compared to a real-life shemale soldier, has an aesthetically chiselled chest with visually pleasing muscles. Why would he know? Because the model’s clothes are pleasantly accentuating the lines and curves – enough that, while nominally innocent enough, it’s actually… erotic when stared at.

[BombInMyPants: Do you mind if I ask about the chest area of the mute shemale?]
[IWan: It’s a personal preference. I like shemales this way… are you unhappy with that? I don’t think it has any effect on the story]

Clearly, he doesn’t seem very willing to change it.

[BombInMyPants: Of course I’m happy! Please! The form is sublime!]
[IWan: !?!]

An accurate description of the two insectoids’ state of mind right now, is two individuals who are all resigned to have to enjoy their particular fetishes alone, but suddenly, find out the other individual exists, and now, they can’t stop talking about it!

[IWan: I know! I know! no one else in my family knows why I like that! But flat is boring! I can’t feel a thing!]

Cheng Zhaoci is in deep agreement. Evan continues to talk about his ideal shemale form, and Cheng Zhaoci has nothing but complete agreement in reply. It’s about an hour into the one-sided discussion that Evan notes one interesting fact.

[IWan: it’s a miracle a non-male like you also appreciates the goodness of the chest area]

Cheng Zhaoci “…” Fuck off!

[IWan: no wait! you, you weren’t kidding today with that status update? you’re actually a male?!]

What else? Didn’t he realise as soon as Cheng Zhaoci agreed with him?

Cheng Zhaoci is irate! His hands are shaking!

[BombInMyPants: 100%, certified male, what about me doesn’t feel male?!]

That is sent at the exact same time as the following.

[IWan: wait! but your first comic was fantasising males! you’re a male who likes other males?!]