Mmmmmmayonnaise
You stop short as your stomach rumbles loudly. The vibration rattles through your guts and makes you feel a bit queasy. You cough and thump your breastbone with your fist like they do in old movies, though it doesn't help much. I'm pretty sure that's more for heartburn. Your stomach rumbles again, though this time it's more of a squelchy groaning sound. You belch. It tastes like mayonnaise.
| Ugh |
The queasy feeling is much stronger now -- let's upgrade it to 'nauseated'. You clutch at your stomach as it shudders and groans, and belch again. Mayonnaise. Swallowing hard, you can feel the glistening, oily coating on the inside of your throat. It helped your other food to slide down so easily, but what was that other food? You can't remember anymore. All you can think about is gobs and globs of creamy white mayonnaise.
| Ulp |
You're on the ground now. Has it gotten hot in here? Rivulets of thick, oily sweat trickle down your face. You can feel the mayonnaise inside you, attempting to escape, trying to slither back up your throat. Your stomach has gone from shuddering and groaning to constant quaking convulsions. That creamy, eggy flavor. The way it coats your tongue. It makes everything so delicious. You gasp at a sudden sharp stabbing pain in your solar plexus, right at the top of your stomach, but it's gone just as suddenly.
| Argh |
Sweating profusely now. It smells like mayonnaise. Everything smells like mayonnaise. The pain again, and this time it doesn't go away. Something is inside you. Swimming. Wriggling. Slithering through the mayonnaise that fills your body. Clawing, biting at your stomach wall. Trying to get out.
"Mayonnaise!" you gasp, then scream in pain. Your skin bulges as something pushes at it from within. Your stomach wall ruptures and you can feel the smooth creamy mayonnaise inside ooze out into your abdominal cavity. Another push, another burst of blinding oily pain and a chitinous hook stabs through your skin, ripping your flesh, tearing open a gash. Red blood and white mayonnaise gush from the wound as the creature struggles free, claws at your torso with six barbed legs, pulls itself out of the mayonnaise-filled birthing sac that used to be your body and shakes the swirling pink glop from its insectoid form. Thin membraneous wings stretch out and beat to dry, splattering the area with what must look to all the world like thousand island dressing.
The newly-hatched mayonnaise wasp turns to face you, wings humming. "Momma!" it squeaks, adorably.
 | You acquire an item: newly-hatched mayonnaise wasp |
Occurs after being impregnated by a mayonnaise wasp.
Notes
- Does not consume an adventure.
- Occurs between 300 to 400 adventures after being impregnated by a mayonnaise wasp's special attack, which requires you to have at least 101 Blood Mayo Concentration. A player may ascend and they will still encounter this adventure if they were impregnated by a wasp in a previous run.
