Mila emerged from the water at the end of the near vertical slide that she had just screamed down, climbing up tiled steps and walking barefoot over the sun-cooked ground back towards the main pool area. This waterpark was huge, one glance up at the clocktower had indicated that it was almost lunch time. Adjusting the cyan polka bathing suit which hugged her body tightly, Mila decided to go and meet back up with her friends to try and find the biggest slice of pizza they could get their hands on. 

Some excitement graced her step, though she was mostly hopping to avoid the paved ground from burning the soles of her feet. It was shocking how quickly she seemed to dry outside of the water and still she couldn't wait to jump back in for the last few hours of fun after lunch. 

It was that pep in her step, that traitorous haste, that caused Mila to slip against a particularly frictionless patch of pavement. It was directly in the splash zone of a passing rubber tyre rapids, which had made it extra slippery for passers by. Mila was thrust forwards, stretching out her arms instinctively to catch her fall but only half succeeding. Her face was spared a collision with the floor, outside of a little ache and a sore knee she was relatively lucky. It was a sigh of relief loosed too soon however as the very next moment had caused Mila's body to tense up. 

Something had climbed onto her shoulder. She felt little legs press into her radiant skin, stiffness quickly turning to panic as she jumped up straight and squirmed violently to shake the thing off. It was surprisingly heavy, its prickly legs digging into her skin to keep itself attached. A sudden sharp pain flooded the back of Mila's shoulder before she finally seemed to shake it loose and ran straight into the women's restroom. 

Her breaths were quick and erratic, it took a few deep breaths in front of the mirror before she could somewhat compose herself. The disgust she felt was all consuming, this place was definitely getting marked down in her online review now! The bite on her shoulder already hot and itchy, she felt sick, tilting it towards the mirror to try and assess the damage. Two red dots that looked much smaller than they felt, she supposed she could hide it well enough... her hair was long enough to cover up the bite. 

Mila felt a twitching from her wet hair and darted eyes back towards her reflected self, fear flooding her expression when she saw the bug that had been thrown from her shoulder and tangled into hair. It shot up the brunette locks and hugged up to the side of her ear before she could dare to move. When her hand lifted up to swat it away from her face, oh god not her face, something slick and warm and fuzzy plunged into her ear. The hearing in her left ear was plugged as something thick was injected from the unwelcome appendage, coating the inside of her ear canal as the bug latched on tight. Mila screamed in the empty restroom and held onto the sink with one hand as she grasped at the creature and tried to tug it away. It hurt. She didn't know what to do, needing to get help quickly.

The next moment, Mila had slipped again on the tiles and scrambled to try and stand back up. It wasn't working, she was dizzy and overheating. The girl's vision had followed her hearing, the left side becoming blurred and her body following suit. Sluggish, she struggled against the assault, feeling those teeth that bit her shoulder once again deep inside her ear. Her eyes crossed and rolled back, the venom lubricating her brain now, Mila forgetting she was even on the floor. In a waterpark. In a plane of existence. 

Her body was slick and slippery and sluggish and so, so silly. She smiled, just a bit, feeling drunk or high or something like she imagined either would have been like. Thoughts spilled out of her ear and drooled past her lips, the bathing suit feeling so tight and wet against her sweltry skin. She was dripping, she was dropping, she was panicked and she was giddy. Mila felt her brain being sucked, her mind was lemonade. 

As the parasite made meal of Mila's mind, the girl fucked herself into a pretty puddle. It only lasted a few minutes, until she was found and carried away by those sexy medical men that she wished would fuck her too, but it felt like hours. 

Her friends had no choice but to eat without her, wondering what made Mila so late.

Weeks later and Mila finally recovered from the intense fever that she was forced to suffer through following her encounter with the unidentified insect. The girl sat up with a groan and looked around her bedroom like it belonged to a stranger, the slick heat already firm between her ears and legs respectively. Lazily, she smiled. The parasite had hatched in her brain and finished its larval growth stage. Mila knew that she was now its servant, wanting to be a good worker because obeying felt too good to deny.

Her friends had decided to plan another trip as soon as Mila was better, they felt bad about having enjoyed themselves in her absence last time. With a hum, Mila reached over to pick up her phone and opened the group chat to make arrangements.

"I-I can make them feel good too... can't I?"

A stirring in her body has her question answered, Mila's eyes crossed and she felt pleasure beyond human limits. 

Yes... Screamed her body, pores dripping. Yes we can~