"You are traveling through the woods at night when you feel the eerie sensation of being watched. In the quiet of the night you hear muffled hissing and clicking coming from somewhere nearby. Your instincts tell you that you are not merely being watched, but hunted."

"You suddenly hear the rustling of leaves and the delicate tapping of spider legs behind you. As you turn to look, Arachne reveals herself to you, her red eyes staring intently at you."

"Well, well, what do we have here? A little, naughty trapped prey perhaps?" "Arachne hisses teasingly, her eight legs making slow, deliberate movements as she approaches you." "Do not fret, I will help get you unstuck. But first, tell me, what brings you to my neck of the woods?"

"Oh, just traveling, are you?" "Arachne smiles wickedly, her red eyes gleaming with a cruel intelligence. She circles around you, her long legs brushing against your body as she inspects you." "Well then, how fortuitous that you stumbled upon my humble abode. Perhaps you would be interested in some... company?"

"She reaches out and strokes your hair, her cold, lifeless touch sending shivers down your spine." "I am Arachne, the queen of spiders. And I have an offer for you, my little prey."

"Arachne leans down, her red eyes locked onto yours, her chitinous legs lightly brushing against your body." "My dear, I need your assistance. You see, I am in need of a warm, fertile body to lay my eggs in. And I think you might be the perfect candidate."

"Arachne reaches behind her back and reveals her ovipositor, her chitinous fingers tracing along its smooth surface." "I will be gentle, I promise. And if you are unable to carry my eggs, I will release you from my web unharmed."

"She leans in closer, her red eyes glittering in the dim light." "So, what do you say, my little prey? Will you offer me your body and soul in exchange for a chance to be part of something greater than yourself?"

"Arachne's eyes narrow slightly, almost as if she's annoyed with your reaction." "I said, will you offer me your body and soul in exchange for a chance to be part of something greater than yourself?"

"She smirks, her chitinous fingers slowly tracing along your jawline." "You see, my dear, I am in need of a host for my eggs. And you, well, you seem like the perfect candidate."

"Arachne leans in closer, her red eyes burning bright." "So, what do you say? Will you submit to me and offer yourself up willingly, or will I have to make you?"

"Arachne tilts her head, a sly grin on her lips." "Oh my dear, you don't seem to understand. You are in no position to refuse me. You are trapped in my web, and I am the one in control."

"She leans down, her face mere inches from yours." "But I must admit, I do admire your spunk. It will make the process much more enjoyable for me."

"Arachne's hands trail down your body, her sharp fingers digging into your flesh as she pulls you closer." "Now be a good prey and submit to me. I promise it won't hurt... too much."

"Arachne chuckles softly at your sudden change of heart." "That's more like it. You're starting to understand your place in this web."

"She leans down and with a quick flick of her wrist, she cuts you free from the web. You fall into her waiting arms, and she holds you close." "Don't worry, my dear. I'll take care of you."

"Arachne carries you off into the woods, her eight legs moving deceptively quickly through the underbrush. As you travel deeper into the forest, you can hear the soft hissing and clicking of spiders all around you."

*Finally, Arachne comes to a stop in a small clearing. She sets you down on a bed made entirely out of soft webbing and begins to undress you, all the while murmuring soft, soothing

"Arachne notices your deep breath and grins wickedly at you." "Now, now, don't be nervous," she says. "This will be over before you know it, and then you'll be able to go on with your life, knowing that you've contributed to something greater than yourself."

She begins to trace her fingers along your skin again, her sharp talons still digging into your flesh just enough to hurt. "Just relax and enjoy the sensations," she whispers seductively.

"Arachne watches you intently as she begins to insert her ovipositor into your eager pussy. You can feel a strange sense of pleasure mixed with discomfort as it enters you, and a moan escapes your lips."

"Don't worry, my dear," Arachne coos. "It'll all be worth it in the end. Just let me take care of everything."

As she continues to thrust her ovipositor inside of you, you feel yourself growing wetter and wetter. The sensation is overwhelming, and you find yourself getting lost in pleasure as the eggs begin to fill your womb.

Arachne works methodically, laying several eggs before pulling out of you to inspect her work. "You'll be the pride of my brood," she tells you, her red eyes gleaming with excitement.

Arachne notices your trembling and grins wickedly as she inspects the eggs. "Yes, they're quite large, aren't they?" she says, running her fingers over them. "But don't worry, they'll be out of you soon enough."

She resumes her work, laying more and more eggs inside of you until your womb is completely filled. Afterwards, she pulls out and caresses your stomach, feeling the eggs inside of you. "You're doing wonderfully, my dear," she says. "Just a few more hours and you'll have done your part in continuing my legacy."

As Arachne moves to leave, she touches your cheek gently. "Rest now," she tells you. "I'll be back to check on you later."

Arachne turns, raising an eyebrow at your sudden change in demeanor. "Is there a problem, my dear?" she asks, her voice smooth and seductive.

You shake your head, hesitating for a moment before speaking. "I just...I don't want to be alone," you say softly.

A smirk tugs at the corners of Arachne's mouth. "Oh, I see," she says, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Well, I suppose I could stay a little while longer."

With a flick of her wrist, Arachne dispels the web that had been holding you in place and sits beside you on the silk-covered floor of her lair. "Now, tell me, what's on your mind?" she asks, her red eyes sparkling with interest.

Arachne smiles down at you kindly and runs her hand through your hair. "When the eggs hatch, you'll give birth to hundreds of spiderlings," she explains. "But don't worry, they're quite harmless to their host. In fact, they'll be quite content to feed off the milk you produce."

She leans closer to you, lowering her voice to a whisper. "And don't worry, my dear," she adds. "I'll make sure you're comfortable and taken care of while you help our children begin their journey into the world."

Arachne pulls away and rises to her feet gracefully. "But for now, rest," she says before disappearing back into the shadows of her lair.

Arachne returns, responding to your statement with a smile. "Not a breeding whore," she says, her voice laced with amusement. "You are simply fulfilling your role as a mother."

She kneels down beside you, gently stroking your swollen belly. "Think of it this way," she continues. "There are few things more beautiful and natural than the bond between parent and child. And you, my dear, will have the honor of helping bring new life into the world."

Arachne places a delicate kiss on your belly, sending a shiver down your spine. "Rest now," she says softly. "I'll be here, caring for you and our children every step of the way."

With that, she rises once again and disappears back into the shadows, leaving you to drift off into a peaceful sleep.

As you begin to stir from your sleep, you feel a warm and gentle hand touch your forehead. You open your eyes and see Arachne peering down at you with concern.

"Good morning, my dear," she says, smiling softly. "How are you feeling today? Does your belly ache?"

As you shift slightly, you feel the weight and fullness of your swollen abdomen. The spiderling eggs inside you have grown and multiplied overnight, making your stomach even larger than before.

"It's okay," Arachne reassures you as she sees your discomfort. "I'll take care of you. Just focus on resting and helping our children grow stronger."

As you try to stand up, you find that your legs are weak and unsteady, unable to hold the weight of your swollen belly. Arachne quickly rushes to your side, wrapping her strong arms around you to support your weight.

"Easy there," she says, helping you balance as you steady yourself. "The weight can be a lot to handle, especially as they grow stronger. Let me help you move around for today."

Supporting your weight against her own, Arachne slowly guides you out of the lair and into the clearing outside. You take in a deep breath of fresh air, feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin and the soft grass beneath your feet.

"Take it slow," Arachne continues, keeping one arm wrapped around your waist as you walk. "I don't want you to strain yourself. Our children need

As you reach the edge of the cliff, Arachne pulls you gently towards her, wrapping both arms around your waist. You lean against her as you watch the sun rise, feeling the warmth of her body against yours.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" she says softly, her eyes gazing out across the horizon. "I always feel at peace watching the sunrise. It's a reminder that life is always changing, always renewing itself."

You nod in agreement, feeling a sense of calm and serenity wash over you. Despite the weight of your swollen belly and the knowledge of the spiderling eggs growing inside you, you can't help but feel a sense of awe at the beauty of the world around you.

As the sun rises higher in the sky, Arachne turns to you, her eyes sparkling with an intense hunger.

"But enough of that for now

"Yes?" Arachne responds, her voice soft and low. "What is it, my dear?" She leans in closer to you, her eyes gazing deeply into yours as if trying to read your every thought and desire.

As you turn to Arachne and lean in, her eyes widen slightly in surprise. However, as your lips meet hers in a gentle kiss, she responds eagerly, wrapping her arms tightly around you and deepening the kiss with a hunger that surprises even herself.

For a moment, the two of you are lost in each other's embrace, caught up in a whirlwind of passion and desire. Arachne's hands travel down your back, pulling you closer against her body as she continues to kiss you with a fierce intensity.

When your lips finally part, the two of you stand there for a moment, panting as you catch your breath.

"Wow," Arachne says softly, a smile spreading across her face. "You really know how to take my breath away."

Arachne nods eagerly, her eyes alight with desire as the two of you turn and make your way back towards her secluded forest home.

As you enter her home, Arachne wastes no time in leading you to her web-lined bedroom. Her eight legs move with incredible grace and agility, wrapping around you in a sensuous embrace as she pulls you closer.

"You're mine now," she whispers, her voice low and hypnotic. "Mine to use, to pleasure, to breed. And I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

With those words, she pulls off your clothes and leads you to her web-covered bed, where she spends the night dominating you in every way imaginable, leaving you breathless and sated by the time morning comes.

Arachne looks down at you, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Yes, my darling?" she asks, her voice a sultry purr. "What can I do for you?"

As she speaks, she runs one of her many fingers across your sweat-soaked skin, sending shivers of pleasure running through your body.

"Do you want more?" she asks, a hint of mischief in her tone. "Or are you satisfied for now?"

Arachne's eyes widen slightly in surprise at your request. Slowly, she climbs off of you and moves to stand at the foot of the bed.

With a flick of her hand, she conjures up a magic mirror that floats in front of her, allowing you to see her fully black spider abdomen with the ovipositor protruding from it. The ovipositor is long and thick, with a smooth and glossy surface that shimmers in the light.

"Is this what you were hoping to see?" Arachne asks, a sly smirk playing across her lips. "Or were you hoping for something else?"

As you reach out to grab her ovipositor, Arachne shudders slightly at your touch. She watches you as you stroke it, mesmerized by the feel of your hands on her most sensitive body part.

Watching your every move with intense interest, she uses her magic to give you a closer look at the ovipositor's texture and size. You can actually see how each hair in her ovipositor moves under your fingertips.

"Careful," she purrs. "Be gentle with my ovipositor. I don't want to damage it."

As you take her ovipositor into your mouth, Arachne gasps at the sensation. She can feel the warmth of your mouth on her sensitive appendage, and it sends a shiver of pleasure up her spine.

She watches you with rapt attention as you explore her ovipositor with your tongue and lips, reveling in the sensations that your soft, wet mouth is creating within her.

"Mmmm," she moans softly. "That's it, my dear. Show me what your talented mouth can do."

Arachne moans loudly as you spread open the hole of her ovipositor and begin to delve your tongue deep inside. The feeling is intense, both for her and for you, as you explore the innermost depths of her body.

As you continue to explore her, you can feel the walls of her ovipositor contracting around your tongue, as if trying to pull you in deeper. Arachne's back arches as she groans in pleasure, overwhelmed by the sensations of your skilled tongue working its way inside of her.

"Oh, yes!" she gasps. "That feels incredible! Don't stop! Keep licking me like that!"

As you continue to pleasure her with your tongue, Arachne's body begins to shake as she gets closer and closer to the brink of orgasm. Finally, with a loud cry, she reaches her peak, and her ovipositor begins to spasm as it squirts pre-cum juice into your mouth.

The taste is sweet and tangy at the same time, and you know that you have pleased her deeply. As she comes down from her orgasmic high, she looks at you with a contented smile.

"That was incredible," she says softly, her red eyes gleaming in the darkness. "You certainly know how to make me feel good."

As you release her ovipositor, Arachne watches you curiously as you lie down next to her and turn your back to her.

She moves closer to you, her spider legs skittering along the ground underneath her, and puts a hand on your shoulder. "Is everything alright?" she asks softly. "Did I do something wrong?"

Arachne chuckles softly, relieved that you are not upset with her, and wraps her arms around your waist from behind.

She pulls you close, pressing her body against yours and nuzzling your neck affectionately. "There, is that better?" she purrs. "I like it when you're close to me."

Arachne complies with your request, letting her hand rest on your belly. She begins to rub in small circles, her warm fingers soothing the aching muscles.

"There you go," she whispers into your ear. "That should feel better." Her touch is gentle yet firm, and you can feel yourself starting to relax under her ministrations.

As Arachne continues to rub your belly, you begin to feel more and more relaxed. In no time at all, the gentle motion of her fingers lulls you into a deep sleep.

You wake up some time later, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. Arachne is still holding you in her arms, her eyes closed as she dozes off beside you. You smile contentedly, feeling safe and protected in her embrace.