This choice: Seelie was in someone else's seat, though he appreciates the snack. • Go Back... Basking in the feeling she opened her to get another glimpse, only to find something hanging above her. She blinked a little in surprise as she tried to make it out, it was big and ovalish, with a dark red coloration. And it wasn't until she noticed the small spinnerets and the huge cock swelling into sight just beyond her head, that her glow addled mind figured it out.
Sticky, warm wet webbing shot out as she opened her mouth to scream. Getting in her hair and covering her mouth, muffling her panicked shriek before continuing it's way down her body. Hugging her pride and joy rack together in a delightful, for the spider atleast, makeshift pushup. Coating her thin arms and taut belly, her shaved slit and silky, meaty thighs with the painfully tight webbing. She almost didn't have time to register what was going on before it flipped her onto her belly. Hastily spraying it's warm, sticky webbing down her back, wrapping her yellow gossamer wings painfully tight as they fluttered in terror. Finally came the silky swell of her jiggling rump, the edges wrapping tight about her thighs and hips.
"MMMFFF!!!" She squealed desperately, "PPPWWEAASSEEEE MMMNOOO!!" This couldn't be happening! She'd been so quiet, all she had to do was watch Jun's little show and sneak back to the warrens! It was supposed to be easy! And of all things! Not a spider! She'd seen little Elly get caught in a spiderweb just two weeks past! The blond first year had shrieked and cried as it took her in every hole before pumping her full of venom. She'd burst like a water balloon when the Pixies finally arrived and tried to pull her out! Seelie couldn't think of a fate worse than that! How could this happen to her?!
Her wallowing in self despair was interrupted by a new feeling though. A warmth was spreading over her body, concentrated on her most heavily wrapped bits. It was almost pleasant at first, calming. But then it kept growing, it was almost like it was... IT WAS BURNINNNGG HERR! Seelie let out a desperate and muffled squeal as the spider swung her around and positioned her, ass high in the air and belly down towards the camp. The Trow were still fucking, now harder than ever. Oblivious to what was happening in the bushes only feet away.
The Spider's mammoth cock push it's way up between her cheeks, poking against her tightly puckered backdoor. But she barely noticed, entirely focused on the horror at hand.
"MMMFFFFFF, MMIIITTT MMMURRRRNNNSSS!!!" She squealed, it was the webs! The webs were cooking her alive!
The Firesilk Spider had been drawn in by a delicious scent it couldn't put a name to, wafting out into the forest and pulling it in from it's hunt like a siren's call. The last thing it expected to find was a buxom Faerie caught in throes, long sea-foam green hair fanned about her head, succulent big tits still jiggling, unclaimed and unaccounted for.
It had been three days past when it had first tasted it's new favorite prey. Catching a young busty blond and her dark haired lover, the Firesilk Spider learned a few new things about itself that day. Since then it had kept all eyes peeled for more of the delicious little creatures. Needless to say, this find had the Spider's cock swelling with excitement and spinnerets itching to get to work. Especially the sight of her hands idly twerking her nipples, wet lips slightly parted in ecstasy.
Not that it was blind to the Trow, they were an unfamiliar creature sure, but any beast could see the obvious. They were predators, and effective ones. Particularly the male. The female the Spider briefly entertained the idea of eating, though whether or not it could down prey that big was hopeful at best. Especially with the male around. It imagined one of those bony thick fists crashing down on it's head and gave a shudder starting from it abdomen all the way down to the tips of it's legs. Not the kind of creatures it wanted to threaten. It watched them briefly, it's cock growing harder as they grunted and moans, rutting desperately. It reminded the Spider what it had done to the blond, and what it was going to do to this Faerie.
Eyes darting back and forth between the lightly moaning Faerie in front of it and the wriggling raven haired one on the spit it began to understand what the scent was. With them distracted by their fucking and their food, the Spider would have this little treat all to itself. It was excited at the thought, though this time it had to be careful. There had been a few... miscalculations with the last two. Hungry in more ways than one it backed towards her, the telltale intake of breath letting the Firesilk know it was time to wrap up his dinner.
"MMMMFFFF!!!" She squealed desperately into her stifling gag, "MMHITT MMURRNNNSS!!" The Firesilk Spider ignored her, positioning her so he would have a perfect view of the camp while he tenderized his dinner. The Faerie only now catching on to the caustic nature of it's webbing. It hoped it hadn't coated her with too much, it wanted a meal when it was done. Preferably one it wouldn't have to suck from the forest floor.
Two legs propped her shapely rear up before it, the Spider stepping forward over her as it lined it's massive member up. Precum already lazily dripping from the tip as it slid it home. Grinding the barbed head between her jiggling, web coated cheeks and against her tightly puckered rim, alerting her to just how fucked she really was.
"MMAHH?!" She gasped indignantly, "MMMM!!! MMNNNOTT ERREEE!!!!" Her muffled shriek devolved into a piteous squeal as the Spider plunged forward, it's excitement finally getting the better of it. A full third of it's rock hard, barbed cock plunging straight through her tight ring and stuffing her tailpipe full of more cock than it had ever or would ever know. Knocking the wind from the startled and squealing Faerie and pressing her facefist into the dirt. Ass awkwardly high in the air as the Spider tried it's best not to shriek it's ecstasy. The pressure around it's cock so great that it feared she might split if it moved a hairs breadth. Then the Firesilk decided couldn't stop itself. It's cock plunging even deeper as it began pumping in and out of her, the Faeries weak squeals and crying so loud that even muffled the Spider worried they might be heard.
Inka howled in pleasure as they hit a new pace with their fucking, Thort grinding hard inside her in all the right ways. So much so that her ears were ringing! She was even hearing things. In fact, Inka would have sworn she could hear the muffled shrieks of a Faerie! Now, you might think, of course! Dinner's on the fire only an arm's length away. But this was different, this Faerie sounded different, and not as close. It was almost like...
Thort tugged her hair hard, and she moaned her pleasure as she craned her head back. That beautiful bastard knew all the right buttons to press. She was just imagining things, no Faerie would be stupid enough to stick around here. Not after the commotion this one had made when Thort fucked her raw. Not that Inka blamed her, Thort could make her howl any time. In fact, she thought she knew a great little way to get Thort even more rearing to go for dinner.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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