Ear Wiggler Bug Novels & Stories

There was a ring of spikes around what you might call its neck and then a smooth, conical head with no mouth or any other opening. “What should we do?” whispered Jenny. “Don’t move,” I said. “I think it responds to vibrations.” This was a guess, but based on what May-May had said about larger groups attracting it more, and every movie I had ever seen about giant worms (more than you might imagine), it seemed a strong possibility. “What about sound?” said Jenny, her voice even lower now. “That causes vibrations too, doesn’t it?” She was right but I didn’t have an explanation for her.

Al's smile faded as he thought into what happened earlier, "They were werewolves, yet they brought guns. I was worried about other techs, like bugs or something." "Bugs? Why are insects techs?" I blinked in confusion. "Bugs, it's the nickname for dictagraph, used to monitor voice from a distance." Al narrowed his eyes at me, "You seem to have zero knowledge about a lot of common things." "I can distinguish more than 30 kinds of mushrooms!" I protested, but then I remembered something, so I lean in Al with an evil smirk, "Wanna know which one would arouse your sexual desire so high that even YOU can't resist?"