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Pyrrha stalked through the forest on eight spindly legs, skittering through the tree tops and spinning an almost-invisible network of tripwires behind her. Soon, a human would snap one without realizing it, and it’d send a vibration through the whole net, right to her. And then, it’d only be a matter of time before she would ambushed her prey.
Though a patient hunter, Pyrrha really hoped it’d come soon. She was trying very hard to take care of the knight she’d recently caught in her web, and while she had been able to figure out feeding him (humans were such finicky eaters!), now she had a new problem where he seemed listless and bored in her lair. Which worried her. She hated seeing her Jaune sad ever, especially when he had the cutest smile and had introduced Pyrrha to cuddling, which was a life changing discovery. But cuddles were only good if Jaune was happy, and the toys she’d brought him were clearly not enough to keep him from getting bored.
“I think he’s lonely,” her dryad friend Nora had suggested.
“I think he wants to go home,” Ren another dryad, and sometimes jerk, supplied. But Pyrrha and Nora both disagreed—Jaune was much better off as an indoor human than an outdoor one, and if she got him a playmate, Pyrrha reasoned, he wouldn’t be so bored while Pyrrha was out hunting or web-building. And so she was hunting for a human and-
Bingo. She felt a vibration all the way to her spinneret, and it was child’s play to follow it back to her unwary target.
Despite her considerable size and arachnid carapace, Pyrrha was a master of stealth, and these were her woods. She knew every tree and every branch, and even wary intruders were no match inside her territory. And even better, she knew this one—the dark-haired woman, the one in the dark, shadowy cloak, who was always meeting with various rogues and undesirables in her woods where no authorities would dare follow. She didn’t like the idea of introducing a bad character to her Jaune, but Pyrrha figured she could fix that problem easily enough once she was caught. Plus, she was a very cute human, though Pyrrha thought all humans were cute!
Wary though the human was, and clearly a keen eye, Pyrrha knew the direction she was going, and was easily able to hide a web on her way back. And soon, the golden-eyed woman had been tripped on a long strand and fell face first into a sticky web—she struggled for an instant, before realizing that her efforts to pull herself out only got her further stuck. But that gave Pyrrha the opening she needed to leap down, swiftly plucking her from the web and quickly spraying her with her spinneret and spinning her around until all but her head was tightly bound in a cocoon.
The woman still struggled, which confused Pyrrha. She never understood why her prey always seemed to tire itself out by struggling against her webs, even when she wasn’t planning on eating them. Also, she was really starting to wish she spoke human, because this one was trying to say something, and she sounded quite angry. Jaune hadn’t been like this when Pyrrha captured him, and she was a little disappointed that this human had some behavior issues. That made Pyrrha sad, thinking of what her previous life must have been like. Still, this human was for keeping Jaune company, so even if she wasn’t as cuddly as her Jaune, she would still make a good pet.
But Pyrrha needed her to go to sleepy time now, so she picked the human up and gave her a quick bite, injecting her with a paralytic venom, to keep her from moving, and a narcolyptic, to make her go to bedtime. The first kicked in rather quickly, making her seize up, her eyes wide with fright… and then her eyes closed as the second poison kicked in.
And oh, wasn’t she just the most adorable thing when taking a little snooze? Pyrrha fell in love immediately and really, really hoped that she and Jaune would get along!
But if they didn’t, she had some other venoms that might help!
Cinder slowly came to, realizing two things. First—she still couldn’t move, her body still bound in a tight cocoon of spider’s silk, and second—someone was trying to pry her cocoon open.
Her vision was fuzzy, but in the semi-darkness of the creature’s lair, she could see that it was a human. Male, blond, had the build to suggest he wasn’t a peasant. Cinder didn’t thank the gods for anything, but she had to admit, she was grateful it wasn’t the spider-woman. She didn’t trust him—Cinder trusted no one—but he wasn’t about to eat her, and that was where the bar was right now.
“Who...” she wheezed, her body still stiff from the venom, “who are you?”
“J-Jaune,” he replied, uncertainly, a bit of tremble in his voice. He’d evidently been here a while, which was odd—was he a scavenger of the inedible parts left behind by the spider-woman? He didn’t seem to be totally insane, but it was possible. “I- I’m a Knight. Of the Arc family. A-and I’ve been… a prisoner of the spider-woman… for a while now.”
Well… that was surprising.
Unless he was delusional, of course, but he did have the build to be a Knight. And an Arc Knight… they were a major family. It was too early to be measuring her reward, but if they both survived this, Cinder would have some leverage from this…
But the more surprising detail was that he referred to himself as a prisoner. Spider-women were some of the deadliest monsters alive—it’s why she did business in this forest, nobody would take the risk of following her into the lair of a spider-woman lest… well, this happened. But if she was keeping a prisoner, something was definitely odd here.
“Prisoner?” she asked, “What- what does that mean?”
“I… I don’t know,” he admitted, “I can’t get out of the pit, and she brings me food. I don’t know why, and I don’t know what she wants, but she’s kept me for a few weeks now.”
Cinder closed her eyes. She had to think. Jaune evidently couldn’t climb out, and while he seemed physically able, he likely didn’t have much experience in climbing. Still, the spider-woman surely had some traps set up…
Fortunately, she’d anticipated this kind of danger as a real possibility in working so close to a spider-woman. She was too tightly bound to move her hands to reach any of her knives, but she had an outside helper. “I’m Cinder,” she explained, “Cinder Fall.” Using her real name was dangerous, but she was an unknown in this land, and she needed to win his trust here. “I think I can get us out of here.”
“Thank the gods,” moaned the young knight, trying to tug at the webbing cocooning her, “The spider-woman, I think her name is Pyrrha? Anyways, she took my sword, but-”
“Stop trying to tear the webbing,” she instructed, “this thick, it’s stronger than steel. But it’s not that sticky anymore, so start unwinding the threads, and that’ll weaken the-”
But her words were cut off as she heard a noise. The quiet click click click of an arachnid’s legs over the rim of the deep pit they were now in. Glancing up, she saw her again, the face that even brought her, the great Cinder Fall, the revolutionary, the mastermind, to a deep and terrible fear.
She had the body of a beautiful woman. Long red hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing a kind and gentle-seeming face—but it was that same face she wore when she plucked her from the web and bound her in her current cocoon. Her arms were lithe and delicate, and her naked, well-formed breasts bounced freely as she descended into her lair. Cinder used seduction as a tool often, and if it wasn’t for the rest of her, this creature would be quite skilled at it.
Because as beautiful as she was, as much as her human form could enchant the eye, it could never erase the massive black carapace that supported it. The beastly, segmented legs and her monstrous, armored size. Reports from monster hunters said that a full-grown spider-woman’s chitinous plates were as solid armor as a full breastplate, and Cinder knew that she had no weapon that could hurt anything other than her most humanoid parts.
And even that seemed difficult.
Jaune had stopped trying to free her and scuttled against the wall beside her, while the creature loomed over them and… smiled? The look on her face was impossible to describe, not the cruel smile of a conquering victor, or the smile of anticipating a good meal, nothing she understood or knew because- because...
Because she wasn’t human… but that’s when Cinder realized she was doing something very human… very human indeed.
Her mouth was moving now, and she was making some kind of awful hissing noise, something that vaguely approximated language
“She… she talks to me… a lot. I don’t know what she says, but… she likes it when I talk back? I d-don’t think she can understand m-me, though… I think she knows m-my name...”
Like a human who thinks their cat’s meowing means they understand them… She wasn’t keeping them prisoner, she was keeping them as pets!
While that should have been a comfort, a realization that she wasn’t going to be eaten, and that she would likely be left in a position where she could much more easily escape, she also realized that this… this monster thought she could keep her as a pet! Her! Cinder Fall, as- as- as a housecat! The idea moved her to a great and terrible fury that she couldn’t keep down.
Of course, her anger was futile as she struggled against the webbing. She was stuck fast, arms bound helplessly to her side, and legs barely able to wiggle against the tight bonds that held her. The futility of her rage only made her more furious, though, and she wished to whatever gods might be capricious enough to listen would let her turn her wrath into flame, to burn the whole forest down and take the both of them right to hell! But the spider-woman was now getting closer, and no gods seemed ready to intervene.
“D-don’t hurt her!” Jaune cried to the beast, “S-she d-doesn’t know what she’s-” but then he was cut off as the spider-woman spoke.
“Peer-ah” she voiced, gesturing to herself, then pointed to Jaune with “Zhawn,” and then pointed to Cinder, a quizzical look on her face.
“Fuck you!” she spat, furiously.
“Fah-kyu,” she mimed. “Fahkyu...”
“Cinder!” Jaune cut in in an arm-waving panic. Pointing to her, he slowly articulated “Sin-Dehr, Cinder,” to the monstrosity.
“Sinder, Sind-ur,” the spider-woman repeated, then broke into a bright smile and said something more in that wretched, monstrous language!
“Fuck you!” she screamed, “F-fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you fucking- fucking kill me you beastly thing! Better to be dead than a-”
Cinder was cut off as Jaune, driven by some incalculable, chivalric urge, leapt between her and the monster, arms spread wide, legs obviously shaking with incredible fear.
“P-Pyrrha!” he begged, “She- she doesn’t- d-don’t hurt her!”
Cinder had to admit, it was quite the display of knightly valor, even if the knight in question was more of a terrified boy than a manly warrior, and she was impressed enough to be shocked out of her anger. But then the creature… Cinder’s blood boiled as she watched what she was doing.
She clapped with joy, like a pet owner delighted by an unexpected trick. Reaching down, she pulled Jaune into her arms, burying his face in her breasts and squeezing him tight, ruffling his blond hair. From the look on her face, she clearly doted on the knight, in some perverse version of love that made Cinder wonder what housecats and hunting dogs must think of their owners.
But she moved Jaune out of the way, sitting him down and giving him a quick kiss on the forehead, before turning her attention back to Cinder.
And then… bearing down on her, utterly helpless, the spider woman bent down… and bit her on the neck.
It was painful, very painful, but only for a moment. Like a sharp pinch on her skin. Cinder realized there was no gush of blood like she expected, the bite… she had clearly broken the skin, but her neck barely felt wet, probably more from saliva than blood loss, though she was unable to check with her hand.
Just like last time, she knew she only had a few moments before paralysis and-
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
It felt like a wave of ice water passed through her veins, and then…
She was on fire.
Every nerve lit up at once. She felt every square millimeter of the tight silk wrapping encasing her body, every movement of her hair in the soft breeze, every lance of heat and light from the sunbeams cutting through the leafy canopy. Her mind was overloaded in an instant, every sensation firing at maximum capacity, and she just wanted to explode, especially because there was one sense, one set of nerve clusters that was going wild right now, flooding every thought out of her mind that wasn’t this one:
She needed to fuck.
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH, she needed, NEEDED! to be able to move, to reach her fingers down to her pussy and masturbate, to cum, cum, cum, CUM! No- No! Fingers not enough! Masturbation- not enough! She needed- needed- She needed dick! Needed it more than air, and- JAUNE!
“Jaune!” she gasped, “Jaune, JAUNE!”
He raced over to her side. “W-what- what did she do to-”
“DICK!” she screamed, “I need you dick!”
He nearly fell over. “W-What????”
“G-get me out of here and fuck my pussy! Fuck me, Jaune! Fuck me like there’s no tomorrow, just fuck me!”
He turned to the spider-woman and started saying words that Cinder wasn’t listening to. She felt a wave of panic flood her—he wasn’t paying attention to her and that meant he wasn’t going to fuck her! She needed him! Needed his dick! She- she had to find a way to get it!
“I- I’ll- Oh, Jaune,” she begged, “I’ll do anything! I’ll suck your dick! I’ll take it up the ass! I’ll be your dirty little whore, whatever you want! I’ll do it all and ask for seconds! Please! I- I need your dick!” There were tears in her eyes, and she knew she must look utterly pathetic, but that was perfect— men liked horny, messy, slutty, desperate girls! And she was so desperate! He had to-
The spider woman reached a claw over and suddenly sliced her cocoon open and Cinder realized she was free! Free to-
No. In spite of every nerve in her body screaming at her to pounce on him and take his dick, she knew… knew that he was likely physically stronger than her and if she offended him… she wouldn’t get any dick! And that thought scared her into submission.
So instead, she spread her legs wide and reached her fingers down to show him how needy her little pussy was right now. “Jaaaaaaaune,” she whined, “I neeeeeeeed you, please. I’ll do aaaaaaaaaanything, anything you want! Just...” she bit her lip, “I need your dick!”
The delighted spider woman clapped in joy and Cinder was delighted as well. She wanted them to mate! She’d made all this possible! Jaune was the perfect man and she needed his perfect dick in her pussy right now and she was so happy and horny and grateful that-
OHHHHHHHHH!
Jaune had laid a hand on her shoulder, and bolts of pure pleasure radiated from every point his skin touched hers. He said words, but she couldn't make sense of them! She needed him, needed him more than food, more than air, needed him in every way, but right now, she really needed his dick!
“P-please, Jaune,” she whispered, “please… I’ll be a good girl, I promise, just… please, fuck me silly!“
And then he undid his pants and revealed that which she had been longing for. The new object of her worship. His perfect, magnificent dick! And he- he was about to-
OH GODS!
Cinder screamed as it entered her, the scream of her entire self being exploded by every part of her body, every part of her soul, her entire being just radiating in pure joy and sensation. She loved, loved, loved, loved Jaune! Loved Pyrrha! Loved this dick! Loved!
Her mind was all silly and floaty as the only part of her capable of doing anything was her pussy, clenching and squeezing with every thrust, rejoicing in every blissful orgasm, and becoming the neediest, messiest, horniest girl ever! And she loved it! She just needed to keep herself together enough to feel his cum fill her up, and then she could pass out from pleasure, but she couldn’t stop until then!
Nestled on a bed of soft spider silk, being fucked by the most magnificent stud in the land, and hearing her wonderful, perfect Owner and Mistress clapping and hissing in her beautiful, perfect language, Cinder didn’t know anything other than how happy and wonderful this was. But all those thoughts were immediately blown away as she felt Jaune’s rhythm change, and suddenly, his thrusts grew tighter and shorter as…
He burst inside her, and Cinder’s frazzled, overworked mind, far too feeble to handle even the sensation of the breeze on her skin, was simply shut down as a tide of pleasure swept over her, her mind caught in a riptide of orgasmic bliss, dragging her deep into a sea of lustful perfection. And with that impossible moment of pure joy, Cinder screamed her lungs out as her brains sloshed out of her pussy, mixed with Jaune’s lovely, lovely cum!
Pyrrha scuttled back to her lair, carrying a bag of human food she had raided from a nearby larder. Most of it, she was pretty sure, was human food. Sometimes, what humans would and would not eat was kind of silly. They’d eat the weird burned chickens, but they wouldn’t eat the regular, fresh chickens she brought them? They had all the shiny metal things at every food place, but they didn’t eat them? And Pyrrha wasn’t quite sure what they even did with them, but they sure had a lot?
Well, she knew that her humans could afford to be finicky eaters because she was just so soft-hearted when it came to them! Nora was insistent that she couldn’t be such a pushover, that if they weren’t going to eat the fresh chickens she brought them, she should just wait until they were hungry enough that they would, instead of racing over to the nearest settlement on the edge of the woods and taking some human food back to her little darlings.
But they were just too cute! Especially Cinder, the dark haired one that Pyrrha had originally gotten to keep Jaune company. That had been a wonderful decision, and they seemed to just spend all day playing with each other, and Pyrrha could watch them play wrestle in her lair all day. They played so much that she could tell that Cinder was pregnant with a full litter of human spawn. Kittens? Is that what newborn humans were called? Humanlings? Nora didn’t know and Ren “wanted her to consider the ethical ramifications of yadda yadda yadda.” He’d been really high and mighty about how she shouldn’t be breeding humans, but they looked so happy together, and Pyrrha so wanted to see a bunch of adorable little humanlings scrabbling around her lair. And… Ren got really mad about this, but she just hadn’t been able to help herself, getting a few more humans. Jaune and Cinder couldn’t play as much, what with Cinder being so pregnant with her litter, and she didn’t want him getting bored!
Getting home with her human food, she was greeted with the adorable sight of Jaune playing with her newest humans, Coco and Velvet, while Cinder watched happily. She loved the darling little noises they made, especially the girls after they got a nice dose of happy venom. They were such good girls who just loved their venom kisses and Pyrrha loved giving it to them! Especially because Coco had been so stand-offish at first, being a bonded pair with Velvet, but Pyrrha had made her and Jaune play together until all of them got along so well! They were so busy playing together, they hadn’t even noticed that Pyrrha had come back with food.
Cinder hungrily ate the burned chicken and the weird brown not-plant things she brought out, but didn’t eat the shinies in the bag (she was starting to think they might be toys of some kind? Humans were so strange!) followed by snuggled up to Pyrrha, watching Jaune play with the other girls, resting her head against her breasts and then… she started kneading them with her hands, too!
That was the best part! They all snuggled her! Especially when they really wanted venom kisses! Jaune still gave the best snuggles, but she really enjoyed curling up to sleep with all her humans just doting on her. They were the best, sweetest, most adorable humans in the whole wide world, and Pyrrha just loved them so much!
And though Nora told her she was starting to become a crazy human lady, and Ren started to throw around words like “appalling” when she brought it up, especially with the little humanlings coming… but Pyrrha really thought her lair had room for a fourth! And she’d seen the prettiest little white-haired human when she was raiding the larder, and she very nearly followed her home, and she was just so cute, and Pyrrha could just imagine the cute little humanlings she’d make with Jaune!
Oooh, she just loved cute little humans so much!