7: Ararachni (18++)

“Heavenly Strike!” Victoria screamed and cleaved the last enemy, an Arachling in half. The two feet high, eight-legged creature fell motionless, four legs to each of the halves. The heavily-armored warrior with blonde, wavy hair swung her claymore to shake off the purple blood off the blade.

“We really should have prepared more before heading out,” a petite girl with twin ponytails said while healing the wounds of another party member, a knight named Rebecca. She wore heavy armor, similar to Victoria, but relied on her trusty short sword and heavy triangular shield.

“Nonsense, Priscilla,” the leader of the party, Amarantha said. She was tall and slender, her bob haircut suited her deep purple hair. She wore black leather armor and had a single curved dagger for a weapon. “How could we delay any longer when the villagers literally begged on their knees for our help?”

“I agree with Amy!” A green-haired ranger, Cassy said. “If we waited any longer, the girls might be beyond saving.”

The ranger wore a cute, short, low-cut light green dress that revealed a good third of her large breasts, while also put her thighs on full display thanks to a combination with her white stockings. On her back, Cassy had a quiver full of finely crafted arrows and a small bow as her weapon. If all those things were not enough to give away her origin, her long, pointy ears left no doubt that Cassy was an Elf.

“They are probably beyond saving already,” Victoria said.

“This discussion is pointless now,” Rebecca said as she stood up and took up her weapons. “We must find Ararachni before its spawn wears us down.”

The five girls ventured deeper into the web-covered tunnels. After about five minutes since their last combat encounter, they finally found one of the girls from the villages.

“Here, come quick!” Cassy screamed.

“Quiet!” Rebecca whispered, worried about them attracting more unnecessary enemies.

The girls rushed to Cassy, but none of them could say a word when they saw the villager. The girl was pinned to the wall, completely nude, wrapped in webs. Only her perky breasts and pussy were exposed. All her limbs were bound to the rocks, except for her left arm, which was pressed to her torso. By mere luck or by some devious purpose, the girl’s free hand ended up right at her crotch. And she kept continuously rubbing her clit over and over while her pussy extruded a strange white liquid.

“Happy… Happy… So happy,” the girl repeated over and over again.

“It’s like she’s in a trance,” Rebecca said.

Cassy slowly reached to the liquid, but Victoria grabbed her hand.

“Don’t touch it!” Victoria said in a strong, ominous tone.

“But we have to help her!” Cassy said.

“These webs are all connected,” Rebecca said, pointing at the complex maze of webs that spread from the girl all over the walls, disappearing in the darkness ahead. “If we try to free her, the whole nest will be warned of their prey trying to escape.”

“First we deal with the main threat, then we free who we can,” Victoria concluded. “Let’s go.”

The five girls went further. Rebecca first, followed by Victoria, then Amarantha, Priscilla, and the last—Cassy. The ranger looked back, worried. “I hope nothing happens to her while we’re gone,” she said.

“She’s beyond our help anyway,” Amarantha said with a smile.

“What? How?” Priscilla asked.

“Haven’t you heard?” Amarantha asked. “How else did you think Ararachni’s little spawn can drag human girls away so easily?”

“Don’t they use large numbers?” Priscilla asked.

“Yes, that’s the lie the villagers tell themselves to ignore the fact that the girls let themselves be taken away,” Amarantha said.

“Why would they do that?” Cassy asked.

“Because the poison of these creatures is highly toxic to humans,” Amarantha explained. “It affects the brain, that drowns the human in pleasure. Consumed by lust, the prey is unable to resist. Even the webs are soaked with this poison.”

As the group walked deeper into the tunnels they saw more girls, all bound in compromising positions. All of them nude, all of them lost in their own little worlds of ecstasy. The few of the girls that were still able to speak coherent words, all kept repeating similar things. Joy. Pleasure. Some even begged for more, clearly driven mad already.

“How horrible!” Cassy teared up.

“But why do they only abduct girls who are eighteen years old or older?” Rebecca asked.

“For impregnation,” Amarantha giggled. “Ararachni and its spawn sense when the girl’s bodies are ready. Ararachni uses human girls to lay its eggs and grow its brood. Sometimes the girls lay a dozen eggs at a time. That is the other reason why they poison the brain to produce so much pleasure. Without it, the mutation of human bodies needed to successfully produce the offsprings would be unbearable.”

“No,” Cassy gasped and looked around at the girls who were not even aware of their presence.

“Exactly. And the side effect of such heavy alteration is that when the girls finally lay eggs for the first time, they reach such peaks of ecstasy that their brains simply malfunction. They want nothing more but to lay eggs again and again, eagerly waiting for their turn to be impregnated once again. They probably don’t even remember that they’re human.”

“Ugh, I think I might throw up,” Priscilla said, looking paler than usual.

“This is a new form of evil,” Rebecca said with disgust on her face. “We have to find that creature right away and rip it to pieces!”

“Yeah, about that,” Amarantha said and disappeared from sight.

“What?” Rebecca looked behind her when something flashed through the air.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you do that,” Amarantha said with a smile, standing inches behind Rebecca.

“Ghuagh!” Rebecca choked when her throat split open and blood poured forward.