Webs Finale (Patreon)

“It was my second year of study at the temple when my sisters told me about the Crawler Below,” the monster explained.

The scent of sweat and Jarma’s cum stung Captain Prinn’s senses as the half elven, half spider creature leaned close to her. Jarma himself moaned softly in the shadows below, and Prinn glanced downward to see the mage writhing weakly in his webs. His turgid cock throbbed weakly, utterly spent in the satisfying of the horrific brood mother who had just finished milking him.

 “Of course they weren’t my real sisters,” the creature continued, leaning so close to Prinn now that she could feel the radiant waves of heat emanating from the arachnodaemon’s mutant flesh.

A bead of sweat trickled down between Prinn’s breasts, tickling her as it ran down into the hollow of her throat. She wriggled helplessly in her own silken cocoon, suspended, upside down, at the spider demon’s mercy.

“We just called each other sisters, because we were studying at the temple, you see?” the creature said. She paused, watching Prinn’s struggles, and her fangs flashed as her lips twitched hungrily.

Prinn froze, hoping to invite no further inspection of her own bound body. “G-go on,” she rasped, her mouth dry with fear.

“What?” the spider elf murmured, seeming to break from a trance, “Oh… yes, the temple. Forgive me.” She gave Prinn an apologetic smile.

“Yes, the temple,” Prinn said encouragingly.

“Oh gods!” Jass gasped as she hung, convulsing in her own silken cocoon at Prinn’s side, “Oh, gods! I’m gonna cum!”

Prinn watched in horror as the sun elf priestess, almost completely bound in spider silk, thrashed and panted for breath as the hungry broodlings suckled at her young body.

“Fffffuuuuck!” Jass shuddered, nearly flinging the bloated parasites from her bouncing breasts, but the greedy arachnid clinging to her crotch clung tenaciously, its fangs anchored, deep in her sex. At last, she gave out a whimpering moan, and slumped into utter submission. The spiders feeding on her breasts regained their footing and returned to their meal as her body continued to spasm to the rhythm of the girl’s pounding heart.

“That’s enough for now!” the broodmother admonished, “Save some for the babies!”

“B-babies?” Prinn whispered.

“Oh, yes,” the spider elf sighed, “I’ll be ready to lay again soon!” So saying, she caressed her own, naked belly with her fingertips.

“Eggs?” Prinn asked, her face contorted with dismay.

“Of course!” the spider elf said in annoyance, “Where else would baby spiders come from?”

Prinn’s eyes went to the half-conscious sun elf captive at her side. The chastised broodlings were now withdrawing their fangs and scurrying back into the mass of webs above.

“No!” Jass moaned, “Come back!” little beads of red stained the pale silk of her cocoon where the beasts had fed on her, but still she moaned for more torment. “… oh gods… come back and finish me… please!”

“Jass! What’s wrong with you?” Prinn called out.

Jass bit her lip and gave an anguished groan. “Somebody fuck me now! Oh, gods, why won’t somebody fuck me?!”

“The venom is an aphrodisiac,” the spider elf explained, “It makes the insertion process much more… enjoyable.”

“Insertion?” Prinn demanded, her eyes wide.

“Of the eggs, silly!” the spider elf laughed, “Into her womb… and yours too, of course.” She reached up and stroked her middle finger lightly down the silk-bound crease of Captain Prinn’s sex.

Prinn shuddered at the creature’s touch, and she tried again to break free of the unyielding silk that bound her arms at her sides.

The spider elf seemed to relish Prinn’s struggles, and her red eyes took on the glazed, predatory look once more. Her lips parted to reveal her fangs again as she leaned, ever closer to her prisoner’s exposed breast.

“What was the Crawler?” Prinn cried out.

“Huh?” the spider elf said, snapping from her daze again.

“The Crawler beneath the temple!” Prinn prompted, “You were telling me a story about it.”

“Him,” the spider elf corrected her, “The Crawler Below was most definitely a Him!” She giggled as she dropped her hand to her own pussy now and withdrew it again, glistening with Jarma’s seed. She brought her finger to her lips and licked it clean, grinning wickedly.

“A man?” Prinn asked.

“Better than that!” the broodmother laughed, “he was a god!”

“A god beneath your temple?” Prinn asked.

“Oh, they didn’t know he was a god, my sisters… not yet!” the monster hissed.

Prinn was trembling now. She knew that she would never break free of these bonds on her own. Her only hope could be that Jarma might regain his senses enough to cast a spell of some sort to free them all or even to disable the freakish spider hybrid and her bloodthirsty brood. Prinn would have to stall the creature for as long as she could. “Please explain!” she said, trying to sound pleasant.

“They lured me down there by telling me that the crawler would grant his blessing to us for our upcoming exams, if we paid homage and brought him an acceptable sacrifice,” the creature continued, “I used the last of the gems that my mother had given me to purchase a slave from the market… a pretty enough human girl.”

Prinn chanced another glance down at Jarma, but the elven mage wasn’t moving at all now.

“I remember that she was actually grateful to me for outbidding the sleazy flesh-panderer that was groping her before the auction!” the spider elf laughed, “She wasn’t so grateful when she saw what I had in mind for her!”

“What happened?” Prinn asked.

“Oh, I fed her to the Crawler, like my sisters suggested,” the spider elf said with a shrug, “We all watched as he sucked the girl-slave completely dry.”

“C-completely?” Prinn gasped.

“He was very big!” the spider elf chuckled, “In more ways than one.”

“What do you mean?” Prinn asked.

“Oh, well, my sisters had given me an amulet to wear,” the creature said, “They said it would protect me. They said that I should wait for the Crawler to finish feeding and then go and kneel before him and seek his blessing… the bitches!”

“They betrayed you?”

“Oh, yes!” the spider elf laughed, “Of course I was too stupid to see it coming… I just stood there, watching the Crawler drink that slave’s body dry, growing ever more excited as the girl’s struggles weakened, and her screams turned to cries of pleasure. I lost count of the times she came before she finally gasped her last breath. I think I came too.

“My sisters were giggling at me… I was so embarrassed… but they encouraged me to go forward and receive his blessing!”

“What did the spider do to you?” Prinn asked.

“What didn’t he do to me?” the creature laughed, “He bit me once… the Mating Bite… After that, I let him do whatever he wanted to me. I couldn’t tear my robes off fast enough, offering every part of my body to him, to do whatever he wanted to with me… and he accepted.

“My sisters watched and laughed. It had been their plan all along… just the elimination of another rival before the start of the exams… but they enjoyed the show nonetheless.”

“He… fed on you?” Prinn asked, uncomfortably aware of the rising heat between her legs. Why was the creature’s tale affecting her so?

“Oh, no… not really,” the creature laughed, “I mean he took a few sips, from various places, just to get the taste of me, I suppose, but he was sated already from that human slut’s lifeblood, so with me, he was just playing.”

“P-playing?” Prinn gasped. Her fingernails dug into the naked skin of her outer thighs as her loins burned for a release she could not give them.

“Oh, he played a long time… a very long time,” the spider elf sighed wistfully, “Have you ever been fucked in every opening at once?”

Prinn shook her head and gave a negative moan.

“Oh, it was good!” the spider elf said with a feral grin.

Prinn whimpered. What was she doing? She had to keep a clear head… She had to find a way… to what? What was she trying to do?

“I guess my bitch sisters got bored eventually,” the spider elf said, “Once I passed out, I guess they left, assuming he’d finished me off, or would soon enough… but he didn’t.”

“Tell me more,” Prinn sighed, her hips spasming with unabated lust.

The half spider girl reached up and massaged the damp mound of silk between Prinn’s legs until the elf captive came. It didn’t take long.

“Thank you!” Prinn gasped.

“You haven’t even had the Mating Bite yet!” the spider elf mused, cocking her head to the side, “How interesting.”

“What… what happened next?” Prinn whispered, still shivering with little aftershocks of pleasure.

“I awoke later… who knows how much later… to find the spider god with one of his palps so far up my cunt that I thought he was gonna split me in two,” the spider elf laughed. She brought her hand close to her face, breathing the scent of her captive’s passion.

Prinn moaned again.

“It felt like I was gonna burst, but, with the bristles of his palp rubbing against my clit, I really didn’t care,” the creature said.

Prinn’s breath came in short, heated pants as she imagined the spider god’s spiny fur digging into her own secret flesh.

“He was fucking me for real this time, filling me with his seed in the manner of spiders,” the creature explained, “I knew it somehow, and I accepted it… I was glad to be the receptacle of his seed… I wanted to bear his young… I came, again and again, as I imagined his tiny broodlings emerging from my womb to feed. I wanted them to take my body as their first meal… I would gladly nourish the hungry young with my flesh and blood.”

Prinn sobbed, writhing helplessly in her silken bonds. “Please…” she whispered, “Touch me again!”

The spider elf did not seem to hear her. Lost in her thoughts, she only pressed her fingers against her tummy again, her swollen breasts heaving with impassioned breath.

“I passed out again, sure that I would awaken to the birth of his hungry children,” the creature sighed, “but that’s not what happened at all.”

“What happened?” Prinn gasped between panting breaths.

“I changed!” the creature said, spreading her hands to gesture at the glistening arachnid body that sprouted from her body from where her legs had once been.

“He… made you like this?” Prinn asked.

“His seed changed me… made me perfect!” the creature laughed.

Prinn gave her a shaky smile.

“And, after that, when he was done fucking me properly, and I’d given him my first brood, he let me go… to hunt for prey… for the young.”

“Prey?”

The creature gave Prinn a cruel grin. “My sisters were still celebrating their successful exams when I caught them,” she said, “I dragged them back, one by one to the nest and let my babies feed… of course the little ones hadn’t developed their venom yet, so there was no aphrodisiac effect when they started to feed.”

Prinn groaned.

“They lasted quite a long time,” the creature chuckled, “particularly Thelrenne… she had an enormous pair of tits… very juicy! I enjoyed every moment of it… My former sisters did not.”

“Please!” Prinn whimpered, “I want…”

“You want another finger-job?” the creature offered helpfully.

Prinn chewed her lip and nodded fervently.

The creature reached up and brought Prinn to climax again with a few deft strokes of her fingertips.

“I… I want you to take me to the Crawler Below!” Prinn cried out as she came. She didn’t know why she had said it. She didn’t know why she would ask such a horrible thing. She didn’t know…

“You want to meet him?” the spider elf asked, giving her captive a quizzical look.

“I want you to give me to him!” Prinn gasped, “Please!”

“Huh…” the creature said, looking thoughtful, “Well, I need to lay these eggs first… Do you think those two would be enough food for them?” She nodded toward the dangling body of Jass at Prinn’s side.

Prinn looked over at the unconscious sun elf with her pendulous breasts and broad hips. Prinn flushed with shame at her betrayal and closed her eyes. “More than enough!” she whispered.

“Your probably right,” the spider elf agreed, “Well, as soon as I’m finished stuffing her, I guess we can go.”

Prinn watched as the mutant arachno-elf crawled up into the tangle of webbing above and then settled down astride the dangling body of the sun elf priestess. Jass gasped as the creature’s shaft-like ovipositor pierced the taut silk between the girl’s legs, sinking deep inside her cunt.

“Oh, fuck yes!” Jass yelled.

“I’m sorry!” Prinn sobbed, unable to look away as the spider demon pumped her load of unholy eggs into the bound girl’s womb.

Jass didn’t hear her apology. Her generous breasts bounced and jiggled with every thrust of the spider girl’s glistening ovipositor, and she growled like a rutting beast as the demon filled her with elf-inseminated spider eggs.

Prinn had always suspected that Jass and Jarma were fucking behind her back. In a way now, she was taking the forest elf’s seed. Prinn wondered if Jass would enjoy the fruits of that union when they finished ripening within her.

“Now… I can’t promise… that he won’t just… eat you on the spot… if he’s hungry,” the spider elf gasped between thrusts.

“Will he give me the… Mating Bite first?” Prinn asked.

“Oh, yeah… definitely,” the spider elf chuckled as she at last withdrew her dripping shaft from Jass’s well-ploughed cunt.

Jass giggled drunkenly as a strand of gooey afterbirth dribbled from the spider’s nethers to splash across her quivering breasts.

“Then let him eat me…” Prinn answered, her hips shaking with another orgasm, “My body is his to do with as he pleases.”

“I’m glad to hear that!” the spider elf said with a hungry grin, her red eyes glittering in the dim light of the cave, “I think he’s going to like you.”