Imagine having a Drider for a husband who doesn't know much about how humans reproduce, so when you get pregnant he starts counting down his days because he believes you're gonna eat him.
He thought you had kept him alive for this long because you loved him so much.
So when you wake him up in the middle of the night, telling him you're hungry, and are getting cravings, he bursts out into tears. He knows what's about to come. So he starts to say goodbye to you and your baby bump, giving you both kisses before closing his eyes tight.
You lie next to him confused, because you just wanted ice cream. After a couple of seconds of silence, your husband opens his eyes and you both just stare at each other, completely baffled with each other.
You explain to him how you wanted ice cream and if he would be so kind and go get it for you. He nearly breaks down again because you weren't going to eat him.
In the end he gets you that ice cream, and he cuddles you while you eat it.
I have 12 tarantulas and a few of them get spooked when I walk by and cast a shadow over their enclosure lol. Most spiders and tarantulas are nearsighted so a drider bf getting spooked easily is very realistic
Tarantula!Hybrid boyfriend is sure to catch everyone's attention, although it's always from a safe distance. Many will stare in awe at his majestic appearance, yet much of the admiration is embedded in fear.
You decided to swallow your nervousness when he courted you to be his mate, drumming at your door with a pleading gaze. His small pedipalps raised towards you with greed, pulling you close to his body in a hot embrace. He'd already laid his sperm web and spent days hunting for the perfect little human to be his partner.
Despite his ferocious possessiveness and imposing stance, you've quickly learned he's actually quite skittish. He can't see that far and often jolts in surprise when you approach him without notice.
"Sorry for scaring you."
"I wasn't-! Why would you even assume such a foolish impression of me?"
Your arthropod boyfriend fumbles with his appendages, face red and flushed. He clearly doesn't appreciate you ruining his cool and aloof image.
Perhaps there's other ways in which he can show you his predatory prowess.
I'm thinking about driders again, but like as an egg laying creature getting nasty with a human the eggs would either have to be tiny and grow after being inseminated or come pre-inseminated when they are laid in someone/something.
So what if you're dating a drider, and they plead to you to help them, to let them express their eggs and feel better as they are getting backed up, so you agree to help after getting shown a small pea sized gelatinous egg that your partner swears won't get any bigger. Enjoying the usually pleasurable act of getting fucked by your drider, but gasping as they make sure to lift and hold your hips tight against them, letting out an odd noise before you begin to feel them.
The tiny little eggs finding their home inside you, if you're a person with a womb/cervix, feeling a slight pressure and sharp pain, that dulls out after your dear spider makes sure to administer a small dose of venom, something to numb out the pain of the ovipositor slipping into you. Being left dazed and stuffed full of those small beady eggs once all is said and done, cradled gently against their chest as they clean you up afterwards, nuzzling into the side of your face and pressing gentle kisses across each of your cheeks before settling in for the night ready for the following day and their help expelling the abundance of eggs.
Only to wake the following day and realise that what has only been a small bump had grown, your drider laying their head on your chest, hand splayed over the tightened skin chittering happily to themselves, as multiple black eyes shift to look up at you, softly murmuring that clearly the two of you are more compatible than expected as their eggs had clearly taken.
Looking all but pitiful as they simper at you to let them stay in just a little longer, for them?
warnings: light web bondage, breeding, oviposition, possessive behavior, reader is a bit insecure about her body, body worship and praise
summary: You go on a trip, hoping to build your confidence before you go back to college. When you get trapped on a mountain during a storm, you realize a legend about spider people may be real when you encounter a horny one for yourself.
A/N: I don’t know much about college so don’t kill me if things are inaccurate 💗 also don’t expect all of the halloween posts to be this long, some will be short and some on the longer side >< also guess the inspo for this story in the comments…
my ko-fi if you’re feeling generous~
If you had known how your trip up a nearby mountain would end with you in the clutches of the spider creature you’d only heard of in legends, you would have stayed home that October day.
But you were bored, wanting to find some fun stuff to film and meet a cute stranger while you were at it. That’s why you packed your bag and left for the nearby tourist attractions.
First you walked through a big pumpkin patch, taking pictures with a 50 pound pumpkin. It wasn’t as impressive as some you had seen online, and you knew that wearing a burnt orange sweater while posing next to it would only bring on ridicule.
You weren’t thin, and if someone from your college saw that picture, you were sure they’d compare you to the pumpkin, saying it was your twin.
Well… you had never even really talked to a single in any of your classes. You weren’t the type that liked to socialize. Too many times had you been burned, finding out they were being your friends for a prank or had been talking about your body behind closed doors.
Part of you knew it wasn’t right to judge others before even meeting them. After all, it happened to you more times than you could count… but you were still too shy and insecure to take that first step into making new friends.
That’s why you took a bit of time off of college to try and build up your confidence. It was important to you, learning how to love yourself so you could truly love others.
Ever since you went through puberty you had been aching for someone to love you, to adore you with their entire being…
How would you even be able to believe them if you didn’t love yourself first?
So you laughed at the picture of you next to a pumpkin and placed it into your scrap book before packing it away in your backpack.
You repeated this at several tourist attractions, even finding the courage to speak to a few attractive men and women. It wasn’t as scary as you thought, they didn’t look at you with disgust or say anything mean. They simply spoke with you before giving a smile and going about their day.
‘Maybe there really isn’t anything to be afraid of after all?’
The last stop on your list was the Arachne Mountains, named after a certain legend surrounding the area.
“Huh… spider people have been sighted several times over the year, and there’s a reward for anyone that can catch them on camera…”
You squinted at the pamphlet in your hands, trying to read the small print at the bottom. “What does that say? It’s so small…”
With a shrug, you stuffed the pamphlet into your bag, pulling out the bug spray instead and spraying every bit of bare skin. Mosquitos just loved you, and you didn’t want to be itching the whole bus ride home.
As you walked up the mountain trail, you took many pictures, but mostly of the gorgeous scenery.
A vast forestry landscape spread out beneath you, and the mountain path winded through the forest. As you continued walking, the path worn down by several years of hikers began to become more overgrown and less accessible.
“Huh… doesn’t seem like anyone’s been this far up in a while…”
When you thought about it, the stand with all the pamphlets was abandoned and dusty, the window broken. You just assumed they didn’t have the budget to fix it… but now you were second guessing yourself.
And that’s when a storm hit. Earlier that day you had heard something about a thunderstorm on the radio, but it was supposed to be that night, not now!
“Shit!”
You ran through the rain, slipping on mud and losing your way. The rain was so thick you could barely see in front of you. Tree branches scraped against your sides and caught on your clothes, ripping your sweater and scraping you up.
By the time you were finally able to take shelter in a nearby cave, you were absolutely drenched and covered in scratches and scrapes.
You slid down to the ground, panting and taking off your sweater, now heavy with water. It plopped against the ground, and you reached into your backpack.
“Fuck…”
Your phone had no signal, and you wouldn’t be able to go down the mountain to call anyone until the storm died down.
You yelped, jumping up from your seat and backing away from the entrance to the cave when lightning struck close by.
This sent you further into the cave, nearly tripping on the uneven, rocky ground.
Most would expect a cave out in the middle of nowhere to be cold and damp, and smell of moss and dust. Surprisingly, the further you traveled inside, the more… “cozy” it seemed.
It smelled almost like cinnamon and felt pleasantly warm. This made your shivering die down, your soaked clothes forgotten at the entrance of the cave.
Little did you know, you were slowly being lured in deeper by the inviting warmth and pleasant smell…
The first sign that something was wrong was a skittering that could be heard further into the cave. The hair on your neck stood up, but you tried your best to reason with yourself.
‘It’s probably just some rat or bug…’
But as your phone battery went out and darkness enveloped you without your only source of light, the noise got louder as whatever was making it approached.
You yelped when something brushed against you, and tried to scream, but your mouth was covered and something sunk into your neck…
Darkness.
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When you awoke, you felt something warm yet sticky enveloping you, keeping you from freezing while trapping you in place.
You were barely awake when you heard a purr like sound coming from the dark corner of the cave. A man’s face was barely visible within the shadows.
He was handsome, his eyes a dark red and hair a soft blonde, almost platinum color. It seemed he had been the one to trap you there.
“Hello, my dear. You’re finally awake…”
As soon as you were fully conscious, you began to struggle against your bonds, finally looking down to see what was keeping you from breaking free.
“Are those… webs..?”
You felt almost faint, staring down at the whitish, substance wrapped around you. It looked like thick, velvety ropes, but they were so sticky that you knew that they couldn’t be.
“Indeed.”
The man began to move forward, the same skittering sound appearing once more. You looked on in horror as his lower half was revealed.
Below his torso was not a set of legs like a normal, no, it was the abdomen of a spider.
‘The legend… is true?’
You had been captured by one of the spider people of myth…
“You must be scared… you’re just a human girl after all, and I’ve taken you away.”
He reached out, caressing your soft cheek with his hand. “But do not fear, I’m not planning on eating you, little one.”
His hand traveled down your face to your shoulder, his fingers playing with one of your bra straps.
“Far from it…”
Your cheeks heated up as he easily cut through your bra, his eyes on your now bare breasts.
“I’m in need of a mate to carry my eggs… and you’re the only woman that’s traveled to this mountain in ages…”
He breathed against your neck, licking the bite mark he left there earlier. “God, I could hardly hold myself back the moment I saw you. Such a plump, perfect woman, you’ll carry my eggs well…”
You whines as his lower half creates more webs, keeping you suspended in air, but freeing your soft cunt.
Quickly, he tore off your panties as well, growling lowly at the sight of your pretty, fat pussy. “Oh, my little mate, already this wet? Perhaps this was fate, for me to be sent this angel from above…”
He plunged a finger into you, pressing against your gummy walls and stretching you out as one of his spider legs nudged against your sensitive clit, just enough to stimulate you and get you to cum all over his fingers.
“There we go… such a good girl…” he purred into your ear, beginning to stroke his monstrous cock. He drew out several orgasms from you, prepping your virgin hole for him.
Within seconds, you were lowered down, your hips hovering over his as he nudged the head of his cock against you.
“Gods, you’re so soft…”
He kneaded your fat belly and thighs, purring in delight. “You’ll make such a good mother… you’ve got child bearing hips, like you were just meant to carry my eggs…”
Soft nips and nibbles were left on your neck and breasts.
“Every ten years, us driders go out to find a mate that’s suitable for us. I am the last of our kind, so there are no females left for me…”
He smiled, beginning to push in.
“But you… are not just going to be the woman that carries my eggs. You’ll be my mate, and I’ll cherish you.”
It was uncomfortable and painful, the way his cock stretched you out. You gritted your teeth and he cooed, but wouldn’t allow you to close your legs, two of his spider legs kept your thighs apart so he could sink deeper into your fat cunt.
“Shh, shh… it’ll feel good soon, my love…”
And he was right, his cock stretched you in such a delicious way, hitting all the right spots and making you cry out in pleasure.
He mounted you, fucking into your needy cunt as he groaned into your ear. “Gonna take my eggs, okay? My sweet girl, you’ll be such a good mommy won’t you?”
Suddenly you felt something push into you. Was that…
He was cumming, eggs filling up your pussy and settling into your womb. Soon your belly would swell as the eggs grew and developed, but for now, you were tired…
He kissed along your shoulders and neck, nuzzling into. Slowly, he lowered you down from the webs, curling up with you in a dark corner of the cave.
“You’ll be pampered, well taken care of… never again will you worry about a single thing…”
As you began to drift off to sleep, you realized that this creature truly thought you were beautiful… it made you happy.
So you snuggled into him, too full of cum and eggs to really even try escaping. Why would you?
You were loved… you felt truly beautiful for the first time in your life.
“I’ll prepare a cabin soon, there’s plenty of abandoned ones nearby. Wouldn’t want my mate to be uncomfortable.”
The way he nuzzled into you was filled with such love and care. He must have been lonely, being the last of his species.
Imagine a fantasy setting of monsters, hybrids and aliens where humans are the most sought out bachelor(ette) due to being more durable just based on their human history and easily manages to fit into everyone's taste. So if they got a human partner, how are they not going to show off?
Which is why if any monster has the pleasure to be with a human, they'll show off the fuck out of their partner. And every monster within view without a human partner (and craves one) will glare in jealousy.
Orcs showing you off by carrying you everywhere even if you're embarrassed. No one's flirting with you when there's always a big monster tailing behind and looking down at anyone deemed a threat.
A big group sirens crowding the one with their human partner, you, and pampering you - giving you a tiny concert too. Unlike the mermaids/mermen, they do share you with one another. While mermaids/mermen are possessive of their owns.
Dragons and Naga share the same possessiveness as mermaids/mermen, just on land. Your dragon will proudly claimed that out of all the treasures in his horde, you're the most precious. Nagas will coil around you without hurting in any way as they give you a bunch of affection despite not knowing affection well.
Fairies offering the cutest gifts to appeal their partner like a flower crown, sweetest of berry or even giving you their blessing power. Size difference? Pfft who cares about that, they're still smitten by you! Well... Maybe it affects them just a little bit.. Positively of course.
Platonic Ver.
Instead of being the most sought out bachelor(ette) but instead as a companion or emotional support company. Like pets but not derogatory. Due to their weak and small (well to most monsters), they're like potentially a wet cat asking to be adopted.
Maybe sometimes monsters came across a human peacefully standing idle then gave a glance at them, politely giving a smile and a wavenas instincts, they'd assumed it's the human distribution system and suddenly you've been adopted.
Imagine likely dragons since they're so big and mighty they have to be so gentle while battling the cuteness aggression less they want to accidentally hurt them.
Any monsters having emotional support humans. Only the best and bravest of humans are allowed(they're probably getting paid) so they can deal with asking someone if the two of them can leave a party with the monster hiding behind the human talking to someone. Example such as a vampire hugging their human companion to feel warmth without pain and a fae having a human in the background to ramble - yes they're listening intently.
It's funny to imagine a group online or irl where the monsters meet up where they discuss and help each other with caring for their humans. Aliens are more common in these kinds of activity. For example, 'how to do I stop my human from eating or drinking dairy again'.
Warning : unrealistic strong magical flower aphrodisiac, claiming, mating, possessive monsters, major size differences, dub con on all, establishing relationships, anal and vaginal sex 18+ MDNI
A/N: Thank you all for the support I didn’t proofread
Summary : Exploring the Forest was dangerously stupid, especially since you were so unprepared. You were banished from your home in the castle, sent to fend for yourself the best you could. The only place to find even the least bit of shelter was in the forest, the place where your family warned you since birth to stay clear of. But you had no other choice, it was either be chased down by the entire village, be eaten alive by the hungry big cats or burn in the extreme heat. The forest was large, ginormous purple and blue trees shading over the entire sky. It would be a beautiful sight if you weren’t actively running for your life. You run for hours, and still the tree lines don't grow any thinner. You need to rest, you know you do. You know that you were being chased, but your exhaustion overpowered your desire to survive. The call of sleep beckons your senses to a large fluffy flower bed, a comforting sight with an elegant rich smell that seems to ebb your aching muscles with each step. Maybe if you rested here you’d be safe. Maybe.
ORC
When you opened your eyes it was daylight, soft shades of light blue and pink mixing in the beautiful sunrise sky. You had survived the night…but why did you feel so awful?
“So, the pathetic human whore finally woke up.”
You sprint up in an instant, warm body heaving. Your skin felt claustrophobic, you felt overly heated, too cramped between your thighs. You had no strength to fight back against this giant green woman towering over you. You bite your bottom lip in fear, tremors of sweat pooling down your browline. She was massively tall, and her skin was mossy and grey. She was muscular, toned body that looked like a hand crafted stone statue. You weren’t sure you could stand a chance.
“Do you speak?” She squishes your cheeks together, rough callouses on her fingertips scraping against your sensitive skin. “You’ve been dripping on my shoulder for hours, had to put you down.”
“Wha..” you clear your throat, it felt hollow and itchy. “What do you want from me? My gold?” You start to strip yourself from your earrings, jeweled necklace and your crown, you toss it over to her before hugging your legs in defeat. You were starting to feel unbelievably weak. “Take it, I don’t need them anymore anyway. What value do they even offer me now?”
You tearfully look up at the woman, her expression quizzically mocking. “If you’re going to kill me, get it over with..I’m in so much pain already, you’ll only be doing me a favor in the long run.”
She laughs, counting the many micro jewels embroidered on your necklace before she comes behind you. Gently, she ties it back over your neck, making sure to be gentle before giving the chain a sharp tug in her fist. “You humans are weak. You’re hurting that bad huh?” She chokes you with your necklace, pulling you into her toned lap.
“Yes..” you gasp, dirty fingers rubbing up against the slim chain around your neck to try and pry it off. “Please—“ you choke, “please help me…”
The woman peels your underwear to the side, sniffing lowly in the air when your scent pierces her nostrils. You smelt desperate.
“If I help you, I keep you. Do you really want that?” Her fingers hover over your sex, you can’t help yourself from unconsciously nodding out.
“Please— please, yes, I don’t care. Please help me..”
She flips you over in a swoop, your soaked shaking legs twitching on her strong shoulders. She spits on your folds, grinning ear to ear with a shit eating smile when you curl up and whine. She’s quick to pull you up to her lips, large tusks digging into the fat of your ass. You honestly couldn’t care anymore. All the pain and heat in your pussy overpowered any of your senses. Her tongue was fat, a nice warm slimy pad that covered your tiny clit whole before she sucked it up in her mouth.
“Oh gods-! Oh gods!!!” You flail in her embrace, her large arms caging you in so you don’t fall. “Please don’t stop!!’” You scream when her tongue enters you..ugh fuck, you’ve never felt this full. You had no idea you could even be this full. When you get rid of the pent up stress inside you, you’ll be tied down to her forever. Well, it’s not like she planned on letting you go anyway.
OGRE
Your eyes fuzzily open, your water lines felt extremely itchy and dry. You were suspended, your weak warm body hitching up and down on a hard surface you couldn’t quite describe. You only remembered the last moment before passing out, a pretty cluster of blue flowers before you knocked out cold. Did the villagers finally catch up to you? Were they taking you back to have you executed? Or maybe one of the big cats caught you for a quick meal. You let out a low rasp..your entire throat was burning, you wanted to scream for help but the thought alone made you shudder. You twist and turn, legs squishing together as you try to get away. You felt so warm and weak, like you had a fever. You mumbled a soft cry, a plea to whoever or whatever was carrying you would take pity and leave you alone.
“Stop squirming.”
You twitch when a deep gargled voice echoes under you. Your sensitive skin was flaring, and you couldn’t help your wetness as it dripped from your clothed cunt when you finally lifted yourself to see who was carrying you.
A strong greenish woman, massive and round with a spiked club in hand. She was massively tall, spikes in all directions decorating her armor. She was most likely going to kill you, and while It wasn’t the time to have such lewd thoughts about your potential execution, your body kept betraying you to submit to her touch.
“Where are you taking me!? Put me down please!” You kick and stir on her large shoulder, whining at the intense warm feeling between your thighs. The woman abruptly stops, a low groan gurgling from deep in her throat.
“You talk too much,” she growled, lifting your poofy dress over your rear. She placed her large finger over your clothed heat, holding in a gruffly laugh when you squeezed your legs together.
“Ohhh-“ you breathe in a sharp breath at her intrusion, it felt borderline painful how badly you needed some sort of relief.
“I was taking you to my home village, we have cures for stuff like this.” She hauls you off her onto the spiked wet grass below, a smug expression on her chapped lips “seems like you’ll be just fine on your own, huh?”
“Wait- I-“
You’ve never begged for anything in your life (well, besides your life when you were about to get executed), you’ve never needed to, your family spoiled you rotten, but you could admit that without this strange woman you’d probably be as good as dead hours ago. You tug her large calloused hand when she turns to leave, a river of tears streaming down your puffy scarred cheeks. “Please, don’t go,” you plead, shaking eyes darting around the endless stream of dark trees around you. If this ogre wanted to kill you, she would have done so sooner, right? “I’m sorry, please forgive me,” you lower your head to the grass, on both your hands and knees as you beg forgiveness. The woman stares at you for a long time, a pondering expression that makes you nervous. She effortlessly lifts you up again, it’s like you were a ragdoll.
“So you want my help?” She smirks, rubbing her large hand behind your head.
You nod, helpless babbled words mumbling out your throat. You were so hot between your legs, it was burning… “please, I don’t think I’ll make it, please give me some relief..” you were like a broken record, repetitive implores that left you involuntarily. You’re flipped over the ogre's large shoulder again, this time she rips off the excess fabric from your big frilly dress. It was almost painful how spikey the cool air felt against your heated skin. She rubs her large fingers over your clothed slit before pushing your panties to the side. She gathers your arousal, rubbing silk like goo around your throbbing clit. She surprised you when she rubbed one of those large fingers over your anus, using your juices to help her slip inside the tight rim. She pushes her index in your pussy, simultaneously, growling when you scream into the crisp air.
“Gods—!” You twist in her embrace, weak body tumbling limp against her when she starts to pump her fingers inside you. The stretch was insanely hard to take, and you were soaking her whole hand up.
You let out a frenzied scream of curses, nails drilling into her meaty shoulder when her fingers rub against inner sensitive skin. You kick and squirm, and she can’t help herself from giving you a firm slap on your ass to keep you in check.
“Maybe I’ll have some fun with you,” she smirks, lowering you on top of her lap before she pulls her garment like underwear to the side. She was dripping, dark green folds puffy and irritated. She spreads your legs, kissing her clit to yours before she grinds your hips against her. “You would mind that, right?”
WITCH
Cushion..could it really be that you were laying on..cushion? Was everything all just a dream and in reality you were still safe in your bed in the palace? What a relief…
You tossed and turned with your eyes closed, even if your body felt like fire, you were just glad that the awful nightmare you had was finally over.
“Charles, my nightly water please? And some medicine, I’m feeling a bit under the weather. “You mumble against your pillow, saliva pooling down your lip as you clench your legs together.
…
…
“Charles?” You hum quizzically after minutes of silence, finally peeking your sleep filled eyes open to a dimly lit cold room. Your bedroom normally has a few candles lit in the corner, and your balcony was always open since you liked to watch the villagers run around and play with lanterns before going to bed.. but this place, this place you were in was horribly small. It was dark, so terrifyingly dark that you couldn’t see anything past the singular candlestick hanging on the wall next to the rugged bed. The walls looked mossy and tarnished, cracks and chipped wood showing off its old age.
“You’re finally awake,” a soft voice from the corner of the room immediately drew your attention, you cling to the old blanket around you, a tall woman stood in the corner of the room, skin as green and faded as old grass, hair long and chopped covering her face. She was monstrously tall, so tall that she reached the ceiling and had to hunch over.
“You’ve been whining in your sleep all night, it’s quite intoxicating.” The woman steps closer, and you can’t help yourself from tucking yourself into the spongy mattress from fright.
“You poor thing,” the woman rubs her slim fingers over your sweat filled cheek, her lips etched in a thin frown. “I’ve been looking for some ingredients to make a tonic, but I’ve run low on supplies, you must be in a lot of pain right now, huh?”
She takes your silence as a sign to continue, she stands beside the bed, rubbing your wrist. “I said,” you feel something hard tighten around your wrist and ankles before wrapping around the bed frame. “You’re in a lot of pain right now, right?”
You nod helplessly, biting into your now bloody lip. The woman gives an eerie grin, she chants something under her breath, and in an instant your dress and undergarments disappear like powder. You feel the bed creak and turn, slimy tendons erupting from under the bed before rubbing all over your sore overheated body.
“Wait! What’s happening — oh-!” You moan into the room when the tendons curl around your pebbled nipples. One drips into your mouth, spreading your lips apart before sinking inside. Two more rub around the rim of your ass and your dripping entrance before pumping in. Your toes curl, hips bucking up against whatever was inside you.
The woman hums, a pleasant expression on her face as she heads for the door. “I’ll go buy some more supplies to make that tonic, in the meantime, you should get acquainted with my friends.”
“You’ll be seeing them quite a lot.”
CYCLOPS
The mix of cool air and your aching body stirred you awake immediately. The area around you was cold, dim, empty, the only sounds you could distinguish were the slow pitter patter of large water droplets dripping towards the hard ground. You felt awful, body sore and rigid. There was an uncomfortable sensation between your legs, a warm feeling, the only kind of warmth you’d get in a cold dinghy place like this. If you could see a bit better you’d assume you were in a cave of some sorts. Maybe an animal dragged you away whilst you were sleeping for dinner…you needed to leave immediately.
you curl up to your knees, ready to run but your ankles fail, dropping you to the hard ground.
Your body was scorching, you could feel the cold air attack around your skin, desperately trying to cool you down to no avail. You pant out in small frenzied bursts, clutching fearfully in between your legs to rip at your overbearing large puffy dress. Your thighs were a honeyed mess, a heating pool of arousal that drooled down to your ankles. And your cunt felt so suffocated, it was driving you mad. You break free of your garments after a crazed struggle, letting your petticoat, dress and corset fall onto the cold floor. You part your thighs, unable to see the gooey string of your silk but you could damn near feel it dripping out of you like a waterfall.
“Human beings are weak.”
Whimpering, you pull your arms over your chest in fright, too scared to turn around and meet whoever’s booming voice that shook the walls around you. The voice rumbled in a few loud chuckles accompanied with loud crunchy footsteps that vibrated your entire body as they drew closer. “Immune systems, very weak.”
You’re elevated off the ground in an instant, you wanted to fight back, you really really did, but your body felt so overwhelmingly weak and hot. A soft moan escapes you, you try to wiggle away but you just can’t seem to find the strength, then, the dark space begins to glow. A dancing candle on the wall reflecting off sharp limestone. A woman, a giant woman with features you’ve only heard about in your books held you in your palm. Her expression was gentle, a surprisingly comforting touch that eased you instantly. A cyclops. A beautiful one at that…she was muscular from what you could see, and her large form almost reached the cave ceiling. She was massive..and so elegantly tender as she held you.
“I will help.” She whispered, her colossal finger rubbing across your head. Her hands were almost half of you, bigger than anything you’ve ever seen. You shudder, moaning out in pain from how hot you were. You’d be embarrassed by your indecency but at the moment you had much more important things to worry about. The woman rubs over your head, under your chin, and between your breasts. You shiver, croaking out whimpers of desperation as you grind yourself into her hand.
You feel like you’re drowning when her finger probs at your entrance. She hesitates, but slips the tip of it inside you. Something that would normally hurt felt so good, so natural that it glided inside with ease. You cry out, wrapping your legs around her digit as it sways through your body.
“Little human woman needs to be careful.” She stated, smiling softly when you curl up when she thrusts her finger at a different angle. “Blue flowers here are poisonous, not good for you humans.”
You cum around her, arousal pooling down her palm and onto her thick wrist. She blissfully smiles, turning you over so you can grind yourself against her large calloused thumb. You hug yourself to her nail bed, thrusting your desperate hips rhythmically against her rough skin. She admires your form from above, peeling open your folds so she can get a peek inside your gaping hole.
“Such cute human,” she laughs “I’ll take care of you..”
DRIDER
Your wrists were burning..even in sleep you could feel the sharp sting of a string like object wrapped around you, thin sharp lines digging into and irritating your sensitive skin. Was this finally it? Did the villagers finally catch up to you? You were far too afraid to even open your eyes. The village that you once loved and put your everything into betrayed you after mindless rumors. Execution was far too extreme. Couldn’t they have locked you inside your room? The dungeon? Anything would be better than running for salvation in the forbidden forest,
You weren’t made to survive in this place, you don’t understand how anyone could, and here they were, about to execute you…or at least “someone” had caught you, it was very quiet.. where was the blaring angry crowd?
Testing your courage, you peek open your trembling eye, nervous liquid spilling down your dirty face as you whimper silently in fright. You don’t see much at first, but when you finally blinked away the tears, eye boogers and haze from your eyes you wished you were dead. You’ve heard of the Drider species in school. Your old childhood teacher had taught you about different species since you learned how to read. Driders were known for their vicious nature, they were man eaters, dangerous beasts who teased and toyed with their prey. Was that why this one was looking at you so strangely? This Drider in particular wasn’t anything like you’ve seen drawn in books. Normally they were depicted with abnormally vulgar faces, lanky bodies and smelt terrible.. but this woman in front of you was nothing like that at all. She was lanky, yes, and her face wasn’t anything human, not that she was one, her hair stretched out to her torso, white and curly threads covering her eyes and cheeks. She smelt like a warm pastry.
“You’re finally awake, sorry for the unpleasant makeshift bed. I didn’t want you to fall.” The creature smiles, her long teeth poking out from her suspiciously sweet smile “maybe I should have woven a thicker thread..here we go.” A long white string shoots out from her before she starts tying you up with her many pointy legs. “I saw you laying on the ground in those flowers,” she whispered hoarsely in your ear, sharp nails tracing over your collarbone “you smell so sweet up close like this. I couldn’t really resist.”
“I hope you can forgive me.” Words fail you, only a gentle shaky moan escapes you when you feel her slender finger on your stomach. “Ive heard you humans are extremely sensitive to those poisonous substances. I believe they’re called the pheromone flower? Maybe I should help?”
“Would you like that?” She kisses your cheek, a large imprint of her black lipstick evident on your skin. She overlooks your fidgeting limbs, biting into your neck as a strange liquid spills from her mouth. “That’ll help reduce some pain, it’s a relaxant, it should help the throbbing down there soon,” she grips your chin, smiling sweetly at your dazed expression. “But, in the meantime, maybeI can help you relieve some tension?”
You can’t help yourself from nodding at such an offer, not when you feel so morbidly tingly between your legs. She takes charge immediately, slim boney fingers prodding against your folds. She’s careful, a tender gentleness with the pad of her thumb as she circles your pulsing clit in tight circles.
“O-Ohhh—“ you shake against her, wrist tugging and turning against the sticky thin strings underneath you. She clicks her tongue a few times, finger twirling over your soaked pearl with gentle ease
“I know,” she whispered, a perfect imitation of mock sympathy ringing on her playful tongue “I know— it’s ok, let it all out~”
A long squirt coats your thighs after she helps you reach your peak, you both moan out in shock, she laughs, folding your folds open to the strong cold air.
“Good girl!” She praises, twirling her index finger on her webbed string before her long nail slides clean off her finger.
“I don’t normally cut them down, but for you I’ll make an exception.” She sticks her thin finger inside you, it was cold and boney, but gods did it feel good inside you when she pumped it up and down.
“I think I’ll keep you,” she hisses, cold breath fanning across your tense shoulder, “wouldn’t you like that?”
Yandere Male Drider x Gender Neutral Reader
CW: Noncon, painless/gentle noncon, venom, drugging, biting, light bondage, webbing, drider, spider-hybrid, oral sex, oviposition, dead animals wrapped in webbing, stalking, underwear sniffing, general yandere behavior.
Word Count: 2.7k
(A drider is technically an elf-spider formed as a punishment by Lolth, but this is just a human-spider hybrid with magic. Not technically a drider. But "spidertaur" just sounds off. Hope you enjoy, this was technically the first fic I started though I only resumed and finished it today)
You were an herbalist, you took plants and herbs from the wild fields, forests, and hills surrounding your small humble cottage. You expertly prepared the ingredients that you gathered and imbued them with the tiny bit of healing magic that you possessed. Magic in humans was very rare and your abilities and magical education were somewhat limited, but your potions, salves, ointments and remedies sold well enough in the town about six miles away on the other side of the forest.
Twice a month you made the journey there and back to sell your healing supplies. You made enough to survive on, and also enough to get you through the colder months when the healing plants you used did not grow. It was a modest life, but you were happy enough. Well, except for one thing... you were being followed...
At first, starting almost a year ago, you couldn’t get past the feeling that you were being watched from the shadows of the forest, occasionally you could swear you could catch glimpses of a large shape moving out of the corner of your eye or could hear something moving through the branches. You convinced yourself it was all in your imagination, or at least just some innocent woodland creature moving in the woods. For a month or so your denial was easy enough. You live by the forest, of course the animals must simply be getting more used to your non-threatening presence and getting a bit closer than they had previously. Everything was perfectly fine.
But then, about three months ago, things started to escalate. At first it was odd, but still explainable by the functions of nature. There were bundled up small dead animals bound in webbing left around in the places you most frequently gathered herbs and flowers. Okay, that is creepy, it must be some large spiders that are attracted to the birds and mice that are attracted to the insects drawn by the plants, perfectly normal and natural. You wish it would be perfectly normal and natural a bit farther away from you, but there was clearly nothing to worry about... except the fact that there are apparently a lot of spiders big enough to kill birds and mice in close proximity to you...
You could have dealt with the creepy large webs and the implied but unseen giant spiders, but then just a few days ago the bundles started being left on your porch for you to dispose of each morning. The webbed up animals were completely un-dessicated, killed and then just… left… A spider would not drop food for later in such an odd place. And what’s more the webbing now contained flowers woven into it, the flowers you most commonly used in your trade. No longer could you maintain any notions that the glimpses you saw from the forest, the noises you heard, and the web bundles were just coincidence.
The nearest humans lived too far away to keep up such a well maintained and menacing prank/threat, so you conclude that there must be some foul creature or malicious spirit that is stalking you. The past few days you were terrified and on the verge of freaking out, but you managed to maintain your calm composure. Besides, it has not escalated since then and today was the day that you went to the closest village to peddle your medical supplies, perhaps you could purchase some wards to protect yourself from spirits and talk to the local trappers, hunters, and elders to see if they know of anything dangerous lurking in the area.
You opened the door with a broom to sweep your doorstep, where you knew the web ball would be left. You shuddered as you swept it into the bushes and out of sight. So gross. You then went about your daily chores, and put the final touches on a last minute tincture. You put all your various vials, bottles, and other containers full of your merchandise into a large backpack that you put on before setting off on your way out the door and into the long path through the woods that would lead you to the village.
You started off at a brisk pace, there was no time to enjoy what would otherwise be a pleasant and leisurely stroll on a cool breezy day. You gripped the handle of the dagger in your belt tightly, in constant fear of what could potentially lurk just out of sight. You were paranoid and hyper fixated on watching the trees and path ahead for any possible signs of danger. So fixated that you completely neglected to watch where you were going. You did not notice a large bump in the path and tripped, you tried to get up but your ankle was sprained and you ended up flopping back over on your side.
This was bad, you were probably at least two miles into the forest unable to walk. Utterly helpless, with no more than a small dagger that in your inexperienced hands was mostly just for a false sense of security. But you couldn’t just lay here, you turned back towards the direction of your home and started ever so slowly dragging yourself.
You tried to do this as quietly as possible to not draw any attention to yourself, but you heard skittering and rustling in the bushes ahead of you.
Futilely, you hoped that it was just an animal or even the wind, but it wasn’t The being that had been lurking in the shadows and stoking your fears finally came forth.
A large drider came out of the trees. Like a centaur he was a creature that was human enough from the waist up but instead of a horse below that he was a giant white spider with black markings. From far enough away, and if the spider half were not in view, he could have easily been mistaken for a striking woman. His figure was slender and his hair was long and shimmered beautifully like silver in the rays of light that penetrated through the forest canopy.
But that is where the illusion ended for he had two fangs and four red eyes. He spoke in a cautious voice, as if trying to placate an animal that he feared may lash out.
“I’m Umzerth. I won’t hurt you, I promise.
You looked at him, trembling in dread and unable to take your eyes away as you scrambled backwards.
“Please no.” You repeated desperately in a frantic whisper.
The drider looked both concerned at your predicament and hurt by your reaction at seeing him.
“Please… darling… you’re hurt… just let me help you…”
“No, j-just stay back…”
“But your leg needs tending to my sweetling, I’ve never hurt you. I have proven I can take care of you by giving you all those plants you like. And food with them!”
“I am not interested in you taking care of me! Please just leave me alone… I have healing supplies with me…” Your voice faltered and it was clear that you were terrified of him.
Umzerth looked dejected, but he wasn’t going to give up. This was the first time he had properly met you and you were in pain. Surely you would accept him as your mate. He was so powerful and could take care of you. That’s what little humans wanted in a mate surely. He just had to calm you down and prove it.
The spider took a few tentative steps closer. You pulled your dagger from your belt and pointed it towards him. Your hand shook, more evidence of the fear coursing through you. He knew you’d never hold such a weapon to him if you were in your right mind. Maybe some of his venom would soothe you.
“Please put that away and let me help you sweetheart, my home is very close by. Your healing salves won’t work as fast as my methods will.”
You backed away a bit more, still holding up the dagger.
“I’ll take my chances.”
He moved with lightning speed and plucked the dagger from your hand, tossing it far away and out of sight. He spoke more forcefully.
“It would still take days to heal that foot. I can see the bruising from here. There are wild animals everywhere and I am not going to my beloved die out here because they were too damn stubborn.”
You cry out briefly as he bit down on your neck before an unnatural calm took your mind and your body went limp before fading into a relaxed sleep. His venom wasn’t at all deadly, not to humans, spiders, or driders. For a human it would merely give them a nice sleep. Which is exactly what you needed while he attended to your injury.
As you began stirring from your sleep you heard your name whispered. You woke to find your leg completely free of any pain, wrapped in silvery webbing. You could feel the thrum of magic within it. Much stronger than anything you could manage. Well… at least that proved he really wasn’t going to kill you.
“Are you feeling better, my little wild flower? I watched to make sure you slept well… I did take a break to catch you some food.”
The room you were in was unfamiliar, it looked to be a dwelling carved into stone. Likely at the base of the hills nearby. You were in a soft hammock made of silk. There was a wooden table next to you. Hand-carved. Umzerth apparently had grown accustomed to making his own furniture. Atop it lay a dead rat covered in webbing.
You recoiled at the sight.
“What’s wrong sweetling, it’s all predigested! You just have to bite and suck it out… don’t you like it?”
You didn’t say anything, but hopped up and bolted towards the exit. The ground was rough and cold on your bare feet, but you gave it no notice. You had to get away from this freak.
Umzerth caught you before you even reached the door.
“Let me go! I want to go home! Please!” You began sobbing and begging. Even if you were in no immediate danger he still frightened you. Thrust into a strange place with a terrifying creature and expected to eat… that… It was all too much.
“You ARE home my sweet flower!”
He caressed you oh so tenderly and claimed your lips with his own before setting you down on a cushioned chair that was far too small for him. Evidently he had prepared for your arrival for quite some time. Utterly disgusted with having been kissed by the monster, you wiped your lips.
“Are you upset with the food? Do humans not like that? I can learn to prepare human foods for you…”
He paced back and forth for a while with a nervous expression on his face, he wanted to make you happy and it was clear that you weren’t. How could he please you? He’d learn how to do that cooking thing he had watched humans do, but how could he make you like him more immediately?
Other than food that was to your liking hadn’t he provided everything a mate should? Shelter. Medical treatment.
Oh of course!
Sex!
You were being a whiny little human because you probably were desperate to copulate! He knew you were single since he had never seen another person at your dwelling, you probably hadn’t had a good dick like his in you in a long time, if ever.
You’d probably be all shy and bratty about it though. Natural first time jitters. He knew what would calm you down.
He scooped you up from the chair and, despite your struggles, gave your neck a little nip. Just a fraction of a full dose. You went limp again, but didn’t fall asleep this time. Your limbs felt too heavy and you felt really relaxed. You couldn’t muster the energy or will to fight anymore.
Umzerth gently placed you on a high stone shelf so that he was eye level with your crotch.
“I know just what you need to make you happy sweetling~”
You only groaned absently in response.
The drider gently peeled off your pants and underwear, taking it to his face and inhaling your scent deeply before placing it aside. The smell had him aroused in an instant. His erect cock poked out of a slit at his waist just below where his two halves met. Big and somewhat slimy.
He rubbed your soft thighs.
“Such a soft fragile thing.” He whispered.
He kissed up your thighs, occasionally giving them a careful nip, not enough to draw blood. He attended to you with a sloppy tongue and beneath the effects of his venom all you could feel was pleasure. You grinded into his face as you weakly stroked his hair, grabbing it harder when he brought you to climax.
He licked you clean as you shuddered.
“Ah, you fed me so well for worshiping at the altar between your thighs~”
You were even more relaxed now than when he had just bitten you, and just as powerless to resist. The spider picked you up carefully and shared another dominating kiss with you. This time sliding his tongue and brushing it against yours, smearing your taste buds with your very own flavor mixed with his saliva. A string of which connected your lips for a moment as he pulled away.
Then he held you as he positioned your body in front of his cock.
“Oh sweetling, you’ll look even prettier with a bellyful of my eggs~”
His words elicited just the smallest spark of worry in your envenomated mind, though it was quickly squashed when you felt his cock smear warm pre at your entrance. While holding you with one strong hand he slipped a finger in and out of you, slowly adding more one at a time.
Drooling and unable to articulate any thoughts, you moved back against his fingers.
At that he decided you were ready. He slipped his wet cock into you easily and with no pain at all, he had been very careful to make sure he pleasured his delicate flower.
He held you by your hips, gently rocking you back and forth along his shaft. You occasionally moaned softly. It felt so nice. So perfect. Like you were made just for this. Why had you been resisting again?
Umzerth started to go just a little harder, sure that his love could take it. With each thrust you let out a little gasp of pleasure. His cock fit itself into you beautifully, hitting every inch and making you feel full and sated in a way you never had before.
The fill of your shivering body as you had another climax pulled Umzerth over the edge with you. Powerful shudders racking the both of you in unison as his cock deposited small eggs deep inside you. Soft yet firm, they attached themselves to your insides. They would fertilize as they absorbed a bit of your DNA, then they’d fall out after a few days and then hatch a few weeks later.
Having deposited so many inside of his darling, your belly looked larger. He lay you in his web with him in the corner, rubbing your belly in awe. You smiled up at him and idly played with his soft hair.
“I’ll be back soon my love, I am going to get you something to eat.”
He wrapped you up in his webbing to keep you cozy before giving you a bit more venom to send you off into a short sleep. Then he covered the entrance to his den with his strongest webbing to make sure that you were completely safe while he was away. By the time you awoke he would have a good meal fit for any human. Then you would have nothing at all to be grumpy about.
This time he’d swipe a meal from the village, of course he’d leave them a gold coin in compensation since humans seemed to like those, and after that you could teach him how to cook for you!
warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, fem!reader x transfem!drider arlecchino, dark content, stalking, breeding, oviposition, fingering, you're her human pet ♡, collars, arachnophobia, size kink, tummy bulge, nipple play, arle uses her webs to tie you up
a/n: kinksgiving yippee lmao
𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖐𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖞'𝖘 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗
she watches you curiously, tied up so prettily in her webs while you squirm around in a futile fashion. your eyes are so wide, desperate, frightened as you struggle, oblivious to the creature watching you.
she creeps forward through the shadows, easily maneuvering through her own webs as she steps just hard enough for you to feel the vibrations and freeze up.
she'd been watching you for quite some time in that little cottage you lived in at the edge of her woods. she planned this perfectly, setting out bait of berries and herbs she knew would draw you in, only to trap you in her sticky web.
it was almost adorable how easily you fell for it. clearly you needed her to keep you safe. little more than a sweet pet, too curious for your own good.
as she revealed herself to you, your eyes almost brightened, and she wondered if you knew she was watching you. perhaps you actually had been hoping she would snatch you up. from how your breath turned shaky, your struggling ceased, she realized you were intrigued.
how... sweet. yet so foolish.
she helped you out of the silky strands, instead cradling your smaller frame to her body, carrying you back to her den. you were so pliant, she already knew you'd make a wonderful mate, and, perhaps, an excellent mother.
you had such a pretty body, such a sweet little look in your eyes when you'd kneel for her, dressed in nothing more than a collar she made for you.
clothes? you didn't need those anymore, right? she kept you warm, ensuring you stuck close to her side, enjoying her body heat while she enjoyed your soft form pressed against her.
and, oh, you were just as soft on the inside as you were on the outside. even better were the sounds you produced when her fingers slid into your sweet little cunt. she learned your anatomy rather quickly, easing the prettiest sounds from your lips as she crooked her fingers into your sweet spot.
"there, there," she hummed, pulling yet another orgasm from you as you shook against her body, feeling her limbs wrapping around you.
"c-can't-" you whine for her, despite your hips still humping against her hand. "too much-"
"hush, human." she merely mumbles, holding you tighter, rubbing her palm into your clit as you squirm. "i must have you ready for me."
your head was fuzzy, but you had enough sense to listen. "ready for...what?"
she pushed her body up against you, letting you feel the hardness pressed up against your back.
oh.
the squeak she received had her twitching, fingers pumping in and out faster. "it's my mating season, pet. we've talked about this previously, yes?"
you dumbly nod, remembering how she'd given you a long lecture on taking and laying her eggs. though, at the time, you zoned out, merely picturing her inside of you.
"good." she praises you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as she slowly pulls her fingers out, savoring the slick you leaked onto them. she picks you up easily, moving you to face her, your pussy hovering over her cock.
it was pretty, but thick, making you whimper when the tip brushed your hole. you squeezed around nothing and she sighs, rubbing herself across your slick entrance. "you must relax, human."
"you're... too big." you admit softly, your voice both nervous and needy. and it has its intended effect, softening the seldom sweet woman as she leans in, pressing her chin atop your head.
"you can take it, i can assure you of that." she pushes the tip into you, hearing you softly moan, grabbing onto her biceps the further she slides in.
she's thick, stretching you out but filling you with a pleasant warmth that makes you feel even fuzzier as you pant, head falling forward and onto her shoulder. "ah-" you squeak, back arched as she pauses, letting you grow accustomed to half her length. "full..."
she nearly purrs, breasts brushing your own as she feels your perked nipples. "there is still more to take." she tells you, but she pauses at your soft noise of confusion. "i...suppose that can wait if you're not ready. there is always next time, hm?"
you nod eagerly, hips shifting on the half of her fitted inside you, already feeling a little bulge in your lower tummy. one of her limbs slides to tease your clit and press on the bulge, earning a cute little yelp from you.
she eases you up and down her cock, little more than a toy for her as she eases just a bit more of her length into you with every thrust. she grunts, feeling you squeezing around her, your slick dripping down her cock and giving the dark flesh the prettiest creamy ring.
just looking at it has her twitching in you, needing to cum inside of you to watch it drip out all the same.
she begins to give you the same lecture on her eggs, though from the way your eyes have gone glassy and the way you begin to beg for her cum, she figures it's lost on you.
her thumb slides to your clit, rubbing little circles until you cum around her like the good pet you are, giving her the perfect opportunity to fuck you deeper, pushing her eggs into you as your face scrunched up, hands gripping onto her while your nails leave indents into her skin.
she groans, clearly pent up from how thick her cum is inside of you, already dripping out of you as your back arches up, nipples at the perfect height for her tongue to flick out and tease them until they're swollen.
she keeps you on her cock, plugging you up and admiring the image of her eggs in your stomach. her hand brushes over them, picturing the perfect family you'll both have so soon... and how she can't wait to do it over and over again just to see you completely fucked out.
her beautiful little pet.
she kisses your forehead, climbing back into her web, keeping you snuggled against her body, plugged up nicely while you fall asleep, pleased and comfortable together.
