////PLAYER WINS {refer to sex scene document} LOOT: Black gossamer (common), tough silk (uncommon), widow dagger (rare), //Possible add Widow-silk Dress, but unsure, and no stats or effects in mind. A black dress with crimson strings to tighten or loosen as needed. The top rises up to just cover the chest, exposing the cleavage and shoulders of the wearer, with net-like sleeves that dangle open around the wrists. The bottom is a short, ruffled skirt, just large enough to cover a drider's groin, but would fit well on any body-type. ////PLAYER LOSES ///Lust Your mind is clouded and your body aches to slake its lust. It is starting to hurt to move, and you stumble forward. ///Health, with venom status The toxins in your body burn, and your limbs refuse to move. The thought of paralysis making you suffocate crosses your mind, but you continue to breathe even as you become otherwise immobile. ///Health, no venom Battered and bruised, you collapse, mind racing with what could happen next. //Merge all three [say:Oh strange [race], how fortunate for me that you chose my web to crawl into.] The drider circles you, observing her catch. She shoos away nearby red widows, then crouches to your level[if (no venom) {, sinking her fangs into you and injecting painful and paralyzing venom}]. With your limbs sufficiently stiff, the drider is content to [if (!isnaked) {strip you and }]marvel at your body. [say:You aren't like the other prey I've seen dragged into our nest, outsider.] She places her hand on your [skinfurscales]. [say:Such an interesting specimen...] You, too, take an interest in her, enjoying the soft and delicate touch. The venom is making more than just your limbs stiff; your [nipples][if (!isgenderless) {and [if (hascock) {[cocks]|[clit]}]}] are hot and throbbing. The drider grasps the bottom of her short skirt and you feel another flush of arousal anticipating the reveal. The dark silk rises up, revealing a pale, smooth pussy glistening in its divide as moisture catches the light. [say:It doesn't hurt too much to give me a kiss, does it?] Her spindly legs pass over you, guarding her prize within a makeshift cage, and there's a light scent of arousal[if (watersports) { and pee}] as her labia is brought close. Obliging, you open your mouth and taste her, eliciting a contented sigh. [say:Good [boy],] she moans, leaning in for more. You gaze up to see her hand pull her shirt down so she can fondle her breasts. The arachnid grinds against your lips, yearning, and you give her what she wants, pushing your [tongue] inside her. She yelps and squeezes the slippery appendage.[if (hasLongTongue) { Your [face] flushes; it's undeniably erogenous to have your tongue sucked in and forbidden from withdrawing, soaking in the flavors of her horny depths.}] /* if cock.ehh probably arms around your shoulders while riding your dick if normal. Taur and gigantocock has her use the pussy/egg-laying-hole of the spider half. Just grinds on giganto cock but takes penetration otherwise. [say:I need more than this,] she begs. [if (hasLongTongue) {Gradually, [i:glacially], the red widow drider pulls away, dragging your lengthy tendril out of her tunnel until the tip slips out, trailing her fluids with it|The red widow drider pulls away, leaving her scent and erotic fluid staining your lips}]. //maybe abandoned */ // /Whatever else The red widow drider caresses your [hair] affectionately as she calms down from the intrusion. [say:Revel in it, my little prey. Your tongue pleases me,] she purrs. Urged on, you continue to eat her out, entranced by the young woman. Beyond your sight, the skittering of her rear legs is barely audible, and your mind too washed in venom to guess at what is happening, but soon a soft strand of silk touches your [if (isgenderless) {groin|[if (isNaga) {[if (underbody.hasScales) {scaly cloaca|genital slit}]|[cockorvag]}]}]. [say:We can control the kind of silk we make, you [if (isdrider || hasspiderabdomen || canShotWeb) {should }]know,] she whispers. Her leg guides the wet webbing around [if (hasCock) {the base of your shaft[if (multicock) {s}]|your [if (isgenderless) {[legs] to your [ass]|[if (isNaga) {slit|thighs}]}]}]. True enough, it isn't sticky or especially tough--this silk is slick and fragile, almost more of a vessel for whatever fluid lubricate her spinneret than an actually dangerous material. The gossamer pulls apart as she drags it with more pressure, and another leg comes in with more strands. The pair of spindles work [if (hascock) {your [if (multicock) {[cock biggest]'s }]length|between your [if (hasvagina) {labia|buttocks}], carefully spreading you}], and her human-half is thrust into your face. [say:Thank me by focusing, [if (isdrider || player.race == "spider-morph") {strange }][if (isUnderage || tallness < 60) {little }][race].] The tinge of salt and palpable desire [if (hasLongTongue) {runs down your tongue|coats your mouth}]. You wriggle your tendril into her cunt despite the distracting intrigue of the slick gossamer being lathered in such an intimate place. [if (hascock) {At this point, her back legs are stroking back and forth on your dick with increasing speed|The squishy threads garbing the narrow leg makes for gentle prodding at your [vagorass]}], and as more semi-solid webbing is drawn out onto you, [if (hasfur) {soaking into your [skinfurscales]|accumulating across your [skinfurscales]}], the weight becomes noticeable. A heavy moan escapes the drider, accompanied by her ceasing to fondle her supple tit and focus her hands entirely on gripping your [hair] to grind you into her delta. [say:More, outsider, more!] she begs. You push your [if (snout) {muzzle|face}] up, nuzzling your nose on her clit while tongue-fucking. [if (!hasCock) {A sudden, alarming stretch in your [vagorass] provokes you to grunt against her cleft. The slimy, soft threads make her leg less like a chitinous spike and more like a tentacle of goo, but also adds girth with its many layers. {cuntChange or assChange} [if (isvirgin) {The traces of your purity mix into the silk.}]|All traces of your [cocks] are obscures in the wet, insubstantial silk, guarding it to any harm from the firm chitin jerking you off.}] Her moans become desperate whimpers, assaulting your tongue as hard as she is able while fucking you in unsteady yet intense tempo. [say: Cum, my prey. Cum,] she commands. [say:And savor the taste of your captor!] The red widow drider's breasts bounce as she releases all the air in her lungs. Her fingers curl tightly, [if (hasHair) {pulling the strands of your tresses|scratching at your scalp}]. Obviously overwhelmed, she loses all control and squirts[if (watersports) { her pee}] into your mouth and onto your face, washing you in the flavor of her euphoria, while the heavy [if (hascock) {stroking|pounding}] from her legs force you to orgasm with her. A sensation as dizzying as her venom. Now tired, covered in globs of gossamer, and the victor of your bout satisfied, you find new strands of silk finishing the job. This time, they are tough, constructive silk, intent on trapping you. [say:You will make a lovely incubator,] she says before you black out. {go to bad end from the driderlings (you can escape the bad end after it starts, dont' worry)}