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The Spider's Allure (Wingshadow & I)

3ngag3

3ngag3

Supernova
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Location
The Pits of California
It was a near pitch black night on the mountain path. A young man, about 17 or 18 years of age walks through the darkness looking for shelter. He had come from a neighboring country, looking for a new life after he had grown old enough to leave the comfort of his parents. With nothing but a bag full of clothes and tools, he travels to a new town or city to start his new life. It had been days since he started his journey, and he didn't mind waiting one more day until he reached the next populated area. So, he decided to set up camp for the night right outside a nearby cave. There, he would sleep for the night and in the morning, continue his journey.

It didn't take him long to gather wood for a fire and cook what rations he had with him. And as he ate, he always looked back to the cave to make sure that there weren't any intruders that he would have to fight off. That cave was to be his sleeping area tonight. Still, he couldn't help feel that it would be a little better if he had some company for the night. He hadn't seen a single female since his journey started and he was starting to feel a bit alone. He looked to the stars, hoping a prayer would bring the woman he desired...
 
Deep within the cave lived an ancient creature, whose long days of seemingly eternal youth had stretched on to the present. She had spent many of her years alone, hiding away from the darkness that she knew dwelt within her own heart. She was not an evil creature, for she had once cared deeply for a man who had met him on his journey's but their love was one cursed by fate itself, for others could not see past her exterior appearance nor tolerate the darkness within her. So she had fled, and hid herself, desiring to keep herself from her own instinctual depravity.

Yet, as the years passed and she remained cloistered up within her hideaway spinning silks and cloths of the finest quality in a vain attempt to put her soul to rest and forget the past, the darkness within her only grew stronger. Her body demanded for sustenance, and not of the nutritional kind. She needed release. She needed a mate.

Upon this particular night, a traveler had wandered into her cave, her curious eyes peering out from the darkness as she crawled out from her silken-walled house for a better look. As her dark orbs fixed upon his physic, she instinctively knew that he was a male, and a fertile one at that... Her eyes slightly narrowed in a dark and sadistic manner.

As she silently crept out into the dim moonlight, her form slowly came into view. Upon her upper body she wore a beautiful yukata draped across her shoulders and tied about her middle, the long sleeves hung over her arms. She had her long black hair tied back behind her head with golden pins... Her lower body was that of a large spider, striped black and yellow. Just as she was within range she sprang on him, her front legs picking him up and pinning him against the wall with force. The hairs on her legs were like thousands of tiny feelers which picked up his sent and carefully watched his body's reaction as she bent her body toward him.

"Mhm... You should do nicely," she smiled, the edges of her lips spreading out toward her ears as her hands reached toward his shirt and with superhuman strength tore it from him in a single tug.
 
If only the young man had checked the cave a little closer. He would have seen an extra opening. One that held within it a predator of surprising beauty and strength. But alas, he was too distracted by his own musings to see that she had appeared before him, hovering like a shadow and wearing the face of a lustful vixen. When he took notice of the shadow, he turned up to see the beautiful woman looking down upon him. He froze in place momentarily stunned at what he saw, perhaps unaware of the other parts of her body that showed her to be more than human. And before he knew it, these other body parts had taken hold of him, pushing his body to the cavern walls. And there he saw the truth.

He had heard stories of creatures like this during his travels. Monsters taking the guise of beautiful women and taking men into the night for their own twisted designs. That was when he first heard the term 'Mamono'. He thought it to be nothing but superstition and lore, but with this woman's unique design upon him, he learned that every word of it was the truth. In an almost instinctual maneuver, he began to twist and turn his body, hoping to escape the grasp of the spider woman. But her strength must have been ten times his despite his somewhat muscular physique and he failed to move himself even an inch as his top was removed from his body with a swift motion.

There was a look of fear in the eyes of the young man then. What purpose did she have for taking him so? The only thought that seemed to cross his mind then was that she was to take him and use him for food like most spiders did when they caught their prey. His heart raced as he tried to think himself a way out of his predicament and when he looked into the eyes of the woman, he began to pray and hope that there was enough human in her to understand him. So, with a nervous stammer, he spoke out, softly at first so as to not alarm the woman into doing something that might get him killed.

"W...what do you want with me? I...I'm just a simple traveler, nothing more. Please don't eat me..."
 
"I won't be eating you," she said calmly, "Some men would even enjoy the experience... You see, I haven't had a mate for well over twenty years. I burn for it, I need it. You will give it to me."

She reached over to his pants and pulled them down with a single tug, swiftly wrapping her fingers around his shaft and stroking it, trying to tease it and draw an erection out of it. One of her legs, however, reached under him and began to poke and prod at his butt.
 
"M...mate?" The traveler asked, confused, his struggling dying down a bit as she explained herself to him. And as he tried to wrap his head around what she just said, he could already feel her reaching into his pants and pulling out his member. It was flaccid, but not for long as her fingers took hold of it and began stroking in an attempt to get it erect. A light blush came over the young man as her tactics worked. It was almost as if he were humiliated by the thought of being aroused by a half girl, half spider.

Then he felt something odd reaching over to his rear and when he looked down, he realized one of her legs was reaching around to his rear. This caused him to jump and yelp in her grasp while trying to turn away from the curious appendages. "H...hey! Cut that out! That tickles!" he complained, his face turning a deeper shade of red at the sensations.
 
"Don't worry, it won't feel that way in a bit," She smiled as two more of her legs reached behind him and took a hold of his back, digging into his skin in a painful manner as she pushed him closer to herself. She unfastened her yukata and let it drop from her shoulders, revealing her body to his full view. She directed his slowly hardening member toward a small, sticky opening around where her human top half met with her lower half. It closely resembled a woman's sex, but it was somewhat distinct in that she could move it however she wished by her will alone. She quickly inserted him, and her inner folds were painfully tight as she forced him inside and she already began to work his shaft by rhythmically contracting around him.
 
The restrained traveler was beginning to get that nervous feeling again as he felt two more of her 'legs' reaching behind him and digging into his skin. He let out a small grunt, and grimmaced at the pain. It felt like two needles were trying to pierce his skin. It was enough of a distraction to keep him from seeing what this creature was really doing with him as she took hold of his hardened shaft and directed it towards her vaginal opening. If he wasn't so distracted by the pain and the pleasure he was feeling, he would have recoiled in horror at what he saw. But any grotesque thoughts he was having as he imagined his manhood swirling around in that hole of hers quickly fades when he felt the intense pleasure of the thing contracting around him.

His body shot up and stiffened much like his length inside at what he was feeling. It didn't feel like a normal woman's sex. It felt tighter, almost as if it were under her complete control. He let out a loud moan and in minutes, he was on the precipice of having an orgasm. He looked up from where his member was throbbing inside of her and saw that despite her monsterous lower design, she was a goregous female specimen. It was like she was some kind of goddess with her elegant, drawn back hair, her piercing eyes and her wickedly beautiful smile. He looked down a bit further and saw the device that sent him over the edge. Truly, she was like a goddess for she was endowed as such. Just gazing into those jiggling mounds was enough for his seed to shoot forth from his member into the tightened maw of her vagina. His face contorted and his back arched which caused her legs to break the skin slightly. Now, mixed in with the sweat and humility of his body was the slightest trickling of blood...
 
She let out a pleasant and aroused sigh as she felt him cum inside her, the inner folds greedily lapped up every drop and continued to brush and contract along his length without even a moment's pause. The spider woman smiled and leaned over toward his neck, bitting down on him with her teeth as the little trickles of blood seemed to turn her on even more than his orgasm did. Her legs pressed into his back a bit more forcefully, drawing out yet more pain from him as she pulled him away from the wall and held him suspended in the air but with his hard member still inside her. She continued to press her hips into him and draw him out with force, lustfully milking him for more of his sweet release.
 
At this point, the man expected the spider woman to release him and give him some rest. But to his surprise and dismay, she didn't even pause in her movements as the folds of her vagina continued to pump away at his manhood. As his moans became louder and louder, he cursed the fact that his cock, like any other male's, became increasingly sensitive to any kind of stimulation after orgasm. This overwhelming sensation was even enough to block out the pain of having been bitten and having his blood drained. And as it trickled down his neck, he could feel her pushing him even harder, as if the blood were some kind of aphrodisiac, meant to drive her lustful urges to an extreme level.

The man was howling in both pain and pleasure now, the sensations creating a sort of adrenaline in his body that made his attempts to get his hands free only more feverish. But still, she held him and was even able to suspend him in the air despite his struggle. He was beginning to doubt whether or not she really did mean to eat him or not as the moments passed away.
 
The spider-woman licked away the blood until the bleeding ceased from the small wounds she made on his neck. She then drew him in closer, nestling his head against her large breasts as she wrapped her human arms around his shoulders and held him as she continued to caress his cock. Two more legs bent over his back and began to press into him, gently at first but then suddenly with force as she continued to use them to pierce into his back and continue to milk him. She seemed to be enjoying every moment of this, without much consideration of wether he did or not.
 
It had been at least a half hour since this scene of violent rape began. The traveler was sweating profusely now and he was beginning to feel another orgasm building up in his body. His throat was hoarse from all the moaning and screaming he was doing. But anymore screaming he planned to do was immidetley muted when the spider woman pressed his face into her breasts. They were so big that they muffled him completely to the point where he was beginning to have trouble breathing. But it didn't deter the woman from using her snatch to continue to try and milk whatever he had left in him from his body.

Her legs pressed into his back again, but the pain was irrelivant now. He was feeling too much pleasure and now that he could feel the soft comfort of her breasts, the second orgasm he was building up would not be stopped. Soon, he was shooting another load into her with the same intensity he did the first time.
 
She smiled, pleased with her prey's second orgasm as she held him helplessly within her grasp. She didn't plan on letting him go until either he was drained dry of semen, or until the light of dawn would break over the horizon, at which time her sadistic persona would be bound back into the recesses of her own heart, leaving her daytime face to deal with the aftermath of her darker side's actions. For now, the lustful spider woman thought only of the present, however, and how much of this human's seed she could extract.

She continued to rape him as she pleased, but reached toward his head and brought it up toward hers in order to allow him a chance to breathe a bit better and speak, "So, human... How do you feel? Answer me honestly, and I may give you something of a reward."
 
The traveler had hoped that after coming into her twice that she might finally relent. But when she did not, when the walls of her vagina continued to pump away at his length as if he had never come at all, he groaned and seemed to give himself up to resistance. His body had tired and he looked to be on the verge of passing out due to the lack of air that came from having his face gathered around the spider woman's breasts. But if he were to expect the sweet release of unconciousness soon, he would have to wait a little longer. For she brought his head up from the mounds, their gazes meeting and asked him how he felt and promising a reward for telling the truth.

If this were some kind of interrogation, he would have broken long ago. The traveler was willing and eager to tell her whatever she wanted, reward or not. "I'm...tired...my body is overwhelmed with your passionate embrace. I...I don't know if I can come a third time. Please...give me rest and I will do whatever you please..." His voice was that of a broken man, reduced to begging and pleading for reprise. He only hoped she would show him some mercy.
 
"Good boy," the spider grinned, one of her legs pressing into his anus and stimulating his prostrate in an attempt to force a third orgasm out of him, "Go ahead and pass out in my arms. I don't mind... Do not deny me my pleasure, and I will consider being more gentle with you in the future, my little pet."

She stroked his face with her human hands and planted a kiss on his lips, her womanhood still greedily suckling at his member for a third and final release from him. She knew she couldn't push him too much further than three orgasms, or he might suffer permanent strain on his body, but she wanted to get as much as she possibly could without breaking him.
 
For the traveler, it seemed to take forever for the spider girl to respond, but when she did, his first reaction was relief. Finally, she was going to give him rest. But that relief soon turned to shock and delight as one of her legs crept up behind him and entered his rear to tease at his prostate. As soon as he felt it, he let out a scream that echoed through the cave. It was something he had never felt before in his life. The combination of both prostate and genital stimulation shot his erection back to life sooner than he would have ever expected. His voice was no longer hoarse as he let out a series of loud moans and groans and his body convulsed with the pleasure that overwhelmed him. It did not take long for him to shoot one last load into her crevice before falling limp in her grasp. He was a man completely overwhelmed sexually as his eyes rolled back into his head and the drool dripped from his grinning mouth.
 
She laid him down on the cave floor when he had finished, and sat down beside him, cleaning the blood and other fluids from her body before resting and waiting for him to wake up or the sun to rise... whichever happened first.
 
The rays of the morning sun illuminated the young man as he slowly awoke from his slumber. He was quite grogy and groaned most of the time he was moving around. He was beginning to recall the events of the night and at first believed them to be nothing more than a bad dream...or a good one depending on how much he was sweating. He sat up a bit and realized he was still naked from the waist down. He looked upon his own manhood and started to feel sore around the whole area. "Oh damn. What happened last night?" he asked himself before turning and realizing he was not alone. The shock of seeing the spider woman again caused him to back away slightly and reach for his pants.

He knew at that point that what happened to him was no simple dream, but a very difficult reality that he had to accept. He began to realize then that she did not kill him like he first believed when he first looked upon her. In fact, with the way things looked, it was almost as if she were comforting him from his ordeal. The man laid back then, rubbing his forehead and trying to make sense of everything. After a moment, he spoke from his outlaid position. "So I guess you aren't some figment of my imagination then?" he asked the spider girl.
 
"I'm afraid not," the spider woman replied with a voice heavy with remorse, "I am terribly sorry about what happened... I'm only like that during the night."

She was once again fully clothed in her yukata and took an apologetic stance as she spoke, "Please forgive me, for I hid myself in this very cave for the purpose of keeping myself from attacking anyone, but as fate would have it, you were brought to this very place were I would have hidden myself away for the rest of my life. Please, traveler, I implore you to leave here as soon as you can lest I attack you again tonight."

The spider-woman did not even speak in the same voice as the one from the night before. In fact, if they didn't look exactly the same, hardly anyone would have thought they were even the same person at all, so differently did they act. She gestured toward her house, far within the cave itself, before continuing.

"I have provisions for you if you so desire them, but I have little else to offer as my supplies for silk-weaving have run out as of late," she sighed, "I would like to give you something for your trouble, but I really have very little to offer."
 
The traveler was shocked at what he was seeing. This girl, once vicious and lustful, was not begging for his forgiveness for what she did to him. When he heard her story, he began to feel a bit ashamed of himself. Partly because it was his own fault for putting himself in this situation. Still, he understood her plight. Any lesser man would have expired under her tireless raping rampage and fallen to an even worser fate. He sighed, the guilt filling him like he filled her with his seed for that one explosive night. Even if it meant risking another one, he decided to stay and help her with her situation.

"Listen," he began, while putting his pants back on. "I probably should have be the one to apologize. You see, I'm kinda new to this area and I'm looking for a place to settle down. It was my fault for not exploring this cave further and missing the danger within. And don't worry about giving me any provisions. I got plenty to keep me healthy for another day or two and I don't think a village or town is too far off."

As he finished, the man began to get a little curious as to what she meant about silk weaving. Okay, she was part spider and he understood that, but for what purpose would she weave it. "Weaving?" he asked with a look of curiosity. "You make stuff out of silk?" It really did get the guy curious. Maybe he could use this to help her out and perhaps profit from it as well. He stood up then, grabbing his shirt and throwing it on his back before looking out of the cave to the world.

"You know, you just gave me an idea," he started again, turning back to the spider woman. "If you're concerned about your actions and you still wanna weave silk, then let ol' Zeff here help you out. I'll get whatever you need, no matter the danger. This way, you can stay safe in here without having to worry about your nocternal personality. What do you say?"
 
"I am really the one who needs to make thigns up to you, so how about I give you as much of my finished silks as you can carry and we will call it even, alright?" the spider woman smiled, "Well, plain silk that I need I can make myself, so that won't be much of an issue. However, I need a few things that normal humans wouldn't normally be able to obtain in order to dye and finish my fabrics before weaving them into my finished products. I usually make clothing, but I can make rugs, drapes, tents, just about anything that is made out of fabric I can make out of silk."

"Now listen closely," she set down a writing pad and a pencil and began to jot down notes for him, "I need three pounds of monster girl honeybee wax to weatherproof the silk and make it more durable to sweat and water. I also need red, black, yellow, and blue dyes to color my silks, but I will explain how to get those later. There is a hive of honeybees nearby, which are friendly enough to human males even though they usually don't let me get anywhere near them. Try to arrange for them to give you some of their wax in exchange for something else. It should be pretty easy to find... Oh, and try to stay away from the Alrune's. They look like giant flowers with girls in the center... They tend to like humans to mate with, and although they are certainly more gentle than myself, they tend to keep their mates for around a year before letting them go, so be careful."
 
Though the spider girl said stuff he already assumed was true, he continued to nod as she explained the kind of stuff she made from her silk. But if he was to get any of it, it seemed that he might have to do a little work to get it. He took the notepad and began writing down the instructions she gave him. He stopped briefly to give her another one of those confused looks as she explained about the honeybees. If they were anything like she was, he might have second thoughts about helping her. Fortunatley, based on her explanation, they were safe enough to hang around without getting jumped and raped and all that other sexual stuff.

"Okay, I think I got everything," Zeff said before setting the notepad down. "three pounds of honeybee wax and avoid a certain female shaped plant. I think that's simple enough." Putting the notepad in his shirt, he stood up once more, walked over to the spider girl and gave her a gentle pat on the head. "I don't think I'll be long, so try to cheer up. No hard feelings, right?" And with that, the young man set out to find wherever it was the honeybee girls were taking up residence.
 
It wasn't hard to find, as the sound of buzzing was nearly deafening as he drew closer to the hive. There were dozens of large honeybees flying about, all appearing to be nothing more than women with wings and distinctly insect accessories at first glance. Yet, this was no costume party as they were clearly working together to gather nectar and maintain the hive, which itself looked like a large mound of brown wax with a single well-guarded gate.

One of the younger honey bees, however, which apparently was off from work at the time, walked up to him in a curious manner. She had short brown hair and large green eyes that peered into his as she was apparently quite interested in the young man. At first, she simply reached out and touched him, then growing braver she flew into the air and reached over to one of the mostly empty honeypots which were tied to her hips and dipped her finger inside, taking out some of the thick nectar and holding it out toward him as if offering it to him.
 
Zeff had found his way into a forest path where the light sound of buzzing could be heard ahead. And where there was buzzing, there were sure to be bees. He began to imagine what they would look like and how tiny they could possibly be, dancing around on flowers, collecting pollen and bringing it back to their hive hung up in a large tree. He didn't like bees all that much, but if they looked anything like that spider girl did, he might find them to be cute in a way. This thought quickened his pace a bit as he got closer and closer to his destination.

But as he did get closer and closer, Zeff was beginning to feel that something was wrong. The buzzing was becoming louder and louder. Bees weren't supposed to be able to buzz this loudly and when he made it into a nearby opening, he could soon see why. He noticed the vast difference in reality from imagination when one of them flew over his head towards the hive. They looked just like normal girls in bee costumes. This sight dampened his fears and he quickly followed the flying girl closer to the hive.

Zeff finally stopped to admire the hive in its entirety and soon garnered the attention of one of the girls who approached him in a curious manner. She said nothing, opting to touch him and sort of feel him out before going over to a hanging pot and dip her hand in. She returned and stuck out her finger in a manner that told him to taste the syrupy substance which she got from the pot. Zeff looked down at it and could tell right away by the smell that it was honey. Perhaps it was the stuff he was looking for. Accepting the girl's offering, he leaned in and licked the substance clean from her finger.

The taste of the honey was exquisite. It had the perfect taste, the perfect texture and as it slid down his throat, it began to make him feel a bit warm inside. "This is very good," Zeff commented while looking up at the bee girl before realizing he had a mission to accomplish. "Oh, that's right, I almost forgot. I've been sent here by a certain employer to collect some of your wax. Is there a way that I would be able to obtain some? I only need about three pounds."
 
The Honey Bee didn't seem to understand at first, peering over at him as if wondering why he wasn't more strongly effected by the aphrodisiac honey. She blinked and stepped even closer to him, almost until her body was pressed up against him before turning back and buzzing to her companions. One of them buzzed back in an irritated manner, apparently too busy to deal with her at the moment. The Honey Bee in front of Zeff sighed then shrugged, turning back to Zeff she buzzed something to him. Apparently Honey Bees couldn't speak human language, but some of them could understand it.

She then reached out and took his hand, leading him a short distance away from the hive until they reached a small clearing in the forest. There stood what appeared to be a very large bud of some sort, with thick leaves covering a short-stumpy stem. It appeared to be some sort of plant which produced large flowers for attracting prey or spreading seeds... In any case, it was certainly not a flower Zeff had ever seen before in his life. She approached it and began to peel back the leaves, jumping away when it began to unfold itself.

Inside stood a young woman in the center of the petals. She had green skin and hair, which was nicely accented by the bright pink petals around her. She reached up with her hand and rubbed her eyes as if waking up from a pleasant sleep, then turned toward Zeff. She instantly brightened up and smiled, reaching her hands out toward him and humming.

The Honey Bee pointed to the center of the flower where the Alrune's legs seemed to be stuck. There was a very small pool of nectar there, which seemed to be growing as she eagerly reached for the boy and beckoned him to accept her embrace. The Honey Bee waved her hands in the air as if to convey that she would give him a large package (presumably of wax) if he were to help her gather nectar from the Alrune.
 
It was true that Zeff was beginning to feel slightly tingly inside from tasting the honey, but it must have been due to the fact that he didn't have all that much. Just enough to make his body feel lighter than normal. He looked on as the bee girl pressed closer to him, making him blush slightly. He wondered if she saw him as some type of lover for tasting the honey directly from her finger. She turned then to speak to her companions and at first, the traveler was confused. Could she not speak the human language or was this the prefered language of their kind? It became apparent that it was the latter when she buzzed something to him and began to lead him along until they reached an opening.

There, Zeff observed a giant pod like plant and wondered if this was the thing the spider girl told him to stay away from. The bee girl, however did not have such concern as she began to peel it back and reveal its innards which to the young man's surprise turned out to be a rather exotic green woman. When he looked upon her beauty, the spider's words didn't seem to matter all that much to him. How could such a beautiful thing be so dangerous? Especially when she was beckoning him to come to her side. His train of thought was interupted by the bee girl as she began to buzz and motion to a pool of liquid at the flower's feet. It looked to be some kind of nectar and the aroma it produced was tantalizing. He turned to the girl next to him and back to the pod before putting the pieces together.

It seemed that if he were to obtain some of this nectar the flower had produced, he would be able to get the honeybee wax that he desired. And feeling that there was no threat from the Alraune, he didn't have to build up that much courage to approach her, albeit cautiously...just in case. Closer and closer he moved until he was able to reach out with his arms and take her hands into his, wondering what she was going to do next.
 
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