After the ship docked you and the other prisoners were taken off the ship and to what looked like a Uhaul for horses! The kind with the slats on the side so the live cargo could breath. Walking out in the open was so awkward for you because every single 'troll' you passed was staring at you like you were a freak show. Some pointed and whispered while others just flat out gaped like a school of fish out of water. You sighed and tried your hardest to ignore it. You focused instead on everything around you. And after a time of observing you began to notice a few things. Things that were a bit of a trend. You noticed that trolls who were slaves or workers were made to wear warm colors. Like reds, browns, yellows, and greens. But the ones who were giving the orders wore cool colors like different shades of blue and the occasional teal.

You wondered if this was a type of uniform of the classes. Like how royalty from your world prized purple or whatever. It certainly would explain things you supposed. But before you could really think any more on these 'trolls' or their odd fixation on fashion you were tugged forward by the captain of the slave trade ship. She'd seen the curious and oddly lustful looks some of the trolls had been giving you. She knew with your exotic and one of a kind looks she'd be able to get a small fortune for you. And she didn't want to risk you getting stolen before she got you sold. That would be very bad for her because she'd already contacted all the highest bloods and invited them to her next slave auction.

Having to tell them you'd been stolen could end up getting her culled. And she didn't want that. The slaves were taken to a wide stone building that made you think of a prison. What with its high stone walls and narrow entry gate it could definitely pass for one if needed. But soon you and the slaves were unloaded. But while the trolls were herded to the left, you were dragged to the right by the captain. She grinned at you and you frowned at her pointy teeth. But she paid no mind to your sour attitude and simply tugged you along while happily whistling a tune. After traveling down a long winding hallway you stopped at a green door. The captain didn't even knock but instead just barged in and called out to someone named Yaleta. You saw a tall older troll woman in green lipstick walk out with three younger trolls behind her.

The captain pushed you forward and said in a superior tone, "Clean her up and put her in something nice. And make sure whatever it is shows off her strange foreign skin and hair. Those and her plush body will be her selling points. I grimaced at the blue dressed troll and stuck my tongue out at her back as she left the room before turning back to the three female trolls. They were all looking at you in wonder. Like they'd never seen a girl before. But then Yaleta gave you a small smile and waved you forward. You considered just running but knew there was no way you could escape this prison like place by yourself. So with a forlorn sigh you shuffled forward and let the troll women lead you into the back. They stripped you and the eldest gasped and you looked at her curiously. She was staring at your nude form in confusion and you covered yourself in a rare show of shyness. "What? Just the same things you got no doubt." But the troll woman shook her head and you furrowed your eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean? You're...you're a lady right?"

You quickly yanked your hoodie up and covered yourself with it. You looked from the different grey faces and said, "Right?" The woman nodded but said, "Yes dear, I am a female. But I see troll females and...whatever you seem to be...your races females look different." You looked at her with a wondering look and ask her to explain. She tells you all that she can while she and the other women bathe and dress you. She tells you troll females have no nipples for one. And your jaw hangs open in shock when she tells you they have 'bulges' as well as a 'nook'. And you told them that there were some people from where you come from who have both a 'nook' and a 'bulge' but it was incredibly rare for it to happen naturally. You all talked some more before the captain came back. She whistled lewdly at you when she saw you in your small strapless wrap top and tiny slit skirt.

Everything was white and showed off as much skin as was tasteful. Which wasn't saying much. They covered your breasts, ass, and front but that was it. She told you to follow her and then told the four troll women to follow behind you so you didn't try and run. You just rolled your eyes and quietly picked up your backpack and slipped it on before following the troll. You were led to a lavishly decorated room that had large throne like seats on one side and a small stage on the other. You gulped and thought as you suddenly felt cold, 'This is it.' You were put on the stage and commanded not to move before a large curtain was pulled so you could no longer see the other side of the room. You stood there for a couple minutes before you could hear multiple people come in the room before it was quiet again. Then you heard the captain talking excitedly. "Welcome highbloods~! I have quite the spectacular little treat for you all today. I-"

But a woman with a ghetto-tastic accent spoke up loudly and cut the captain off. She sounded irritated and just about fed up with the captain. I grinned as I listened to the mystery woman on the other side. "Yo blue blood! Hurry the krill up! I ain't got no time for this shit! Let's see this strange gill you got already!" The captain stuttered out an affirmative before the curtain was pulled aside and you saw a group of trolls sitting in the previously empty chairs. A muscular male and a sinewy female were dressed in different shades of blue and another male was dressed in violet with a cape. And a tiny woman with copious amounts of hair and a gold trident and dressed in fuchsia while the last (and largest) was in purple with incredibly scary face paint. And oddly enough he was toting a large, spiked club that was splattered in what looked like different colored paint. They were all looking at you with smirks on their faces. The blue dressed male not so much though, he actually looked kind of nervous. Which you secretly thought as cute.

But when you glanced at the woman to his left who was dressed like a pirate you narrowed your eyes. She was looking everywhere on your body but at your face. You sighed quietly and hoped she didn't buy you. But before you could dwell on thoughts of your fate the Captain started taking bids for you. Bids started poring in left and right. The short pink troll bid once or twice but was soon outbid and didn't offer a higher number. The male in blue didn't even bid. But the tall pirate looking woman, the giant scary clown, and the cape wearing one were all bidding against each other. And the Captain took in bids so fast your head felt like it as spinning. Literally all you were able to comprehend was the word boondollar. And that was only because it was said over and over. But soon the scary clown huffed and sat back in his seat. You figured he lost. But the violet and blue pirate trolls kept at it. It almost seemed like they were just trying to outbid each other for the sake of winning. You rolled your eyes and mentally wondered if they even remembered what, or who, they were bidding on. You looked around and all the trolls were watching the bidding, even the two guards!

Nobody was watching you. Your eyes widened and without so much as making a peep you took one step back towards the door. None of the trolls noticed, so you took another step back, and then another. You glanced behind you to make sure you weren't going to bump into anyone or anything and saw the way was clear. You smiled and oh so carefully stepped off the low stage then backed out of the room completely. You didn't waste any time marveling at the trolls lack of attention and made a run for it. You run down three hallways you remember going down before you stopped in front of the same green door as before. You were debating going in but gasped and ducked into the alcove of another nearby door when the doorknob turned. You peeked around the stone and saw Yaleta and the other female trolls leave out of the green door and close it behind them. You smiled when you saw they hadn't locked it after leaving! You could hide in there! Maybe find a disguise or something.

So with that in mind you looked both ways to see if it was clear before bolting into the room. You quietly closed the door behind you and looked around. Everything was the same as before. Cautiously you walked further into the room before breathing a sigh of relief. You saw a rack of clothes but rolled your eyes when you looked closer. All of these clothes covered just as little as your current clothes did. So no help there. You started looking everywhere for something, anything, to help you. But you made sure to put everything back the way it was so as to leave no clue you'd been there. You gasped in delight when you opened a tall, posh looking wardrobe. Inside you saw lots of clothes similar to what the Captain had been wearing. Black and grey aristocratic clothes with dark blue accents. And they looked like they'd cover more than just your naughty parts too. "Score." you whispered softly to yourself as you pulled some of the clothes out.

You looked the clothes over and nearly facepalmed. Most of them looked like they'd be either too big or too tight on you. So with a sigh you set to work finding things that would fit in all areas. Even if that meant tearing some outfits apart for scraps. You tried to work quickly. You had no idea when the trolls would finally notice you were missing. So with speed you were unaware you possessed you went through the pants and found a pair that fit as well as didn't have artful holes in the legs. Then you went through the shirts and found a couple that covered your throat and chest as well as had long sleeves. You also pilfered a pair of gloves and boots as well as a long hooded jacket, which you failed to notice had a strange symbol on the breast pocket as well as the back. You tied your hair back so none of it would fall out of the hood and give you away. That would be bad. And once you were dressed you frowned and looked at your backpack. It's bright color didn't match your current color scheme and would no doubt point a big red arrow in your direction. So with a sigh you took everything out of it and shoved some of the smaller items in your new coat pockets and then put the rest in a small bag you found.

You threw the small knapsack over your shoulder then looked in the mirror quickly to see if anything looked amiss. You bit your lip anxiously when you saw the bottom half of your face was still visible. That would give you away faster than anything else. You looked around the room, in the drawers and even in the huge bathroom, but there was nothing grey for you to cover your face with. But you did find some black lipstick. Your heart was going a mile a minute but you happened to glance toward the fireplace and saw the fire pit was full of...ashes. You rushed to the pile of soot and grinned as you took your gloves off and dipped the tips of your fingers into the powdery remains. You pulled them out and made a small sound of triumph when you saw the digits were now a whitish grey. Without missing a beat you took a handful of the powder tot he bathroom and started applying it to your face and neck. Once that was done you washed your hands and got rid of any and all evidence. You pulled your hood back up, put the gloves back on, and then smeared some of the black lipstick on your lips to hide their still pink color. You stood back and tidied yourself up before grinning.

You looked almost exactly like a troll now save for the whites of your eyes and...horns! You gasped loudly and cursed loudly in your mind. How could you forget horns of all things! You scrambled to find some way to mimic horns. You figured since they were going to be hidden under your hood they didn't need to be perfect. You remembered you had some rubber ducky printed duct tape in your bag and whipped it out. You also had some novelty key chains hanging from your wallet so you took two off that were roughly the same size and started wrapping them in strips of cloth from the rack of slave clothes. Once they looked to be in the same shape as a pair of horns you started rolling them up with duct tape. You added little loops at the base of each 'horn' so you could feed a strip of cloth through them and tie said cloth to your head tightly, giving the illusion of horns. You covered them with your hood and donned the pair of black shades you found in your bag and voila! You looked like the average troll. You put everything back in its place before going to the door. You were about to open it but froze when you heard the stomping of feet outside. You heard muffled yelling but it disappeared down the hall.

You poked your head out of the door and saw some guards just turning the corner before they were gone. You crept from the room and went in the opposite direction as the burly guards. You prayed to any deity that was watching for you to get out of this alive. You straightened your posture so you looked more confident and made your way casually down the corridor. Your stomach dropped when you saw some trolls coming down the hall wearing yellow and grey clothes. You were about to pass them when they bowed to you. You froze for a second before just walking past. You had no idea if you were supposed to say anything to them but they didn't respond other than going about their way so you guessed you did right. You saw some blue dressed guards going into a new hallway and silently tailed them. You heard one say that they were needed out in the docking bay. You remembered being unloaded with the other slaves in a docking area so figured following them there was your best bet. And like you predicted they led you to a wide open room that had a huge set of open doors. Your breath quickened when you saw that on the other side of them was the outside of the prison.

You almost jumped from your skin when a lanky troll with earthy green eyes timidly came up to you and said meekly, "Oh Mistress. Do you require your hoof beast?" You had no idea what a hoof beast was but held back your gulp and simply gave him a curt nod. 'This is getting to be dangerous.' you thought nervously. But before you could think any further the same troll came back holding the reins of a horse. 'This must be a hoof beast.' you mused as you took the reins. You stood there for a moment and the troll gave you an odd glance making you sweat. So you gave a fake sneer and quickly steeled your nerves as you put your foot in one of the horses stirrups and grabbed the swell and hopped up onto the beast. You wiggled a tad to get comfortable before shakily taking the reins in each hand. Your posture was so rigid it was bordering on painful. Vaguely you recalled seeing people ride horses on tv so you just did what they'd done. You forced your locked limbs to move, you tugged the reins before lightly tapping the sides of the horse with your heels. Relief swelled in your chest when the beast started moving.

Slowly at first but then picking up speed. Nobody spared you a glance as you rode out of the bay and into the night. You pulled the reins left and the beast followed. You went in the direction of the town and hurriedly rode through. You were still on edge as you passed troll after troll but none spared you a glance. You were starting to panic because you never thought you'd get this far. You didn't know what to do now so you just decided heading into the forest was your only option. You rode deeper and deeper until you were completely alone. And then for the first time in what felt like forever you felt some sense of security. Your body slumped a bit as the tension leeched from it and you even reached down to pet the horse you were on. Then you giggled. And that giggle turned into a chuckle which transformed into a full on belly laugh. You couldn't believe those trolls actually fell for your last minute, second-rate disguise. You figured trolls must not be too smart. But once your laughing fit came to a close you looked around your new surroundings. Now you freely took in the beauty around you.

The trees were unbelievably tall and lush while the forest floor was overrun with colorful plants and flowers. When you looked up you drew in a sharp breath of air at the sight that greeted you. The sky that you could see through the opulent canopy of leaves was a deep turquoise. The aquamarine color was speckled with thousands of twinkling stars. And if that weren't beautiful enough; you could see that the sky was also home to two moons. One a vivid green and the other a brilliant pink. You couldn't believe something so beautiful could actually exist. It was astounding. Your eyes widened when a dot of light streaked across the sky. "A shooting star~" you said with a voice full of awe. You took the heavenly display as a sign that you were going to be okay. You felt like you could survive this strange new world. And maybe with enough work and determination you could even thrive in it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~- One Week Later -~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You'd traveled a good deal after your daring escape. And in that time you'd discovered that the animals and trolls had to be nocturnal. You knew your horse was because she slept all day and stayed away during the night. You'd tried to get her to sleep at night and travel with you when the sun was up but she didn't like it. She became tired easily and wouldn't stay in direct sunlight too long. Which seemed smart considering how hot it was during the day. Almost unbearable. It was like being smack dab in the middle of summer. Sweltering and intolerable. But the first day you'd stayed awake you been near a village. You watched the small little town for an hour straight and saw no movement whatsoever. No trolls, no animals, not even any insects. That was when you figured everything aside from the plants must be nocturnal. You carelessly shrugged off this information and snuck into the village and pilfered some vegetables that were growing on a few plots of land. But now it was night again and the sound of life was copious around you. Birds sang and animals chittered lively.

You and your faithful horse, who you named Mocha on account of his milky brown coat, were strolling along the edge of the forest at a serene pace. Things had been pretty peaceful for the last week. Nobody bothered you or Mocha, which was a blessing. But you had a nagging feeling that this peace wouldn't last long. And how right you were. Unbeknownst to you the Captain who'd tried to sell you was in a heap of trouble with Orphaner Dualscar. He'd been the one to finally win you but when he and the rest of the highbloods turned back to you they were shocked to find you missing. What proceeded that discovery was the most shameful moment of the Captain's life. A complete verbal dressing down in front of her servants, the High Subjuggulator, Executioner Darkleer, the Marquise Spinneret Mindfang, and the Empress from the old sea dog himself is what you escaping had earned her. The contempt the highbloods felt for her in that moment was nothing short of palpable.

And Dualscar was seconds from cocking his Ahab's Crosshairs and blasting the blue blood to bits but she pleaded and begged for him to give her a chance to find you. He scowled at her and she flinched but slumped in relief when he eased back and put his gun away. But instead he lifted her up by the throat and hissed, "Listen here ye wworthless land lovvin' pile a chum. Ye had better find my neww toy or I'll feed ye to the Empress's lusus!" He dropped her scared form onto the ground and continued in a chilling tone, "Ye have a wweek to find her or else~" The Captain nodded fearfully before she scrambled to her feet and shakily barked out orders for her servants and guards to search every inch of the prison. The guards searched every nook and cranny of the huge building with no luck. They returned an hour later with no good news. So the blue blood simply widened her search to the town around the docks. A crude drawing on a wanted poster of you was posted but no troll had seen anyone even looking remotely like you around town.

Your rather unique looks would be hard to miss.

But the Captain was furious, four days had passed! 'Don't these fools know it's my life on the line if that freak isn't found?!' "She has to be somewhere! She couldn't have just disappeared into thin air you idiots!" the panicky blue blood screamed at her guards. She sat heavily at her bureau and massaged her temples. But just then a lowly jade blood servant knocked on her chamber door and called quietly, "Mistress. I have some unpleasant news for you." The Captain bolted up and called for the servant to enter. The servant took a deep breath and said, "Mistress I apologize for bothering you but I must inform you that some of your clothing was discovered missing while we were doing the cleaning." The blue blood rolled her eyes and said with venom, "I have more important things to worry about besides a few missing clo-..." the Captain froze mid sentence as a thought struck her. 'Wait...the last time the clothes were washed was a week ago and the freak escaped three days ago. So no wonder they couldn't find her! She wasn't dressed like before!' The Captain bolted upright with a triumphant cackle and yelled for her guards. They quickly assembled and she shouted, "LISTEN UP! I'VE JUST GOTTEN WORD THAT THE MISSING SLAVE MAY HAVE STOLEN MY CLOTHES TO ESCAPE UNNOTICED! THAT MEANS YOU HAVE TO LOOK FOR SOMEONE WEARING MY SYMBOL! UNDERSTAND? NOW MOVE OUT!"

The guards were out in search of you in a flash. The blue blood fell back in her seat with a relaxed sigh. She felt she was going to live. But she was wrong. The seven moon cycles came and went. And you were never found. So with much annoyance Dualscar came and collected the Captain and made an example of her. He dragged her crying and pleading form to his ship here he passed her off to his crew. She was next on the menu for Gl'bgolyb~ But her servants and guards watched in fear as their Mistress was taken away. But before Dualscar boarded his ship he turned to the Captain's old staff and barked, "Ye all wwork fer me noww! And first things first! I wwant ye all out there looking fer this wwaywward slavve of mine! I wwant her found! Am I understood?" They all bowed to him before scurrying off to do his bidding. They searched everywhere. And on the eighth day when you were in a grove of fruit trees four of the guards finally found you. They immediately recognized their now dead Mistress's symbol and shouted, "YOU THERE! SLAVE! STOP WHERE YOU ARE!" They shot at you with arrows but thankfully missed. But they spooked Mocha and she bolted to the other side of the orchard while you turned and ran in the first direction you could. Which happened to be into a large canyon. You ran as fast as your legs could take you but you could hear the guards closing in.

Your coat was getting snagged on things left and right but you couldn't for the life of you see what! Finally your sleeve got caught and you simply tried to slip out of the offending garment and you almost made it but one of the blue blood guards grabbed your arm in a painful grip and yanked you back. You yelped in pain but the troll paid you no mind. Him and the other three trolls were so focused on finally capturing you that they missed the thin strands of silk that partially lined the walls of the canyon as well as the ones that were strung across. But they finally noticed the white stuff when the lead guard pulled a dagger out to kill you. He raised it above his head so he could plunge it down into your heart but before he could...it got stuck! "Let's get out of here! Now!" The troll in the back yelled to his comrades. You as well as the trolls were starting to get scared. There seemed to be a certain...unease in the air that you hadn't noticed before what with you running for your life. But you certainly noticed it now. It was almost suffocating this dread. The same guard who yelled before turned to run but in his panic he got caught in some of the sticky thread. he screamed for his friends to help him but when they endeavored to do just that they too became ensnared in the web. They thrashed and screamed but it did little good besides getting them further cemented in the sticky netting.

You were afraid to move from your spot lest you get stuck as well. You were debating whether or not to try and bob and weave through the labyrinth of cobwebs when you felt it. The first of many tremors that shook the canyon around you. You had no clue where they were coming from until you saw it. A gargantuan, hairy, MOVING column. Well you thought that's what it was until more appeared. Then you realized with mounting horror that they were in fact the legs of a behemoth spider that towered over you and the now silent trolls. You heard girlish screaming and for a second thought it was you but you pursed your lips and realized it wasn't. You chanced a glance from your peripheral only to discover it was the same troll that had grabbed you. You shot him a disbelieving look but it quickly morphed into terror. Two of the overly large spider legs came down faster than lightning and along with its spinneret the spider wrapped the troll up. You could still hear the screaming through the silk and you wanted to vomit. The spider stuck the squirming pupa to a high web before moving on to the next troll. The spider wrapped them all up until only you were left. Now it was your turn to scream. But as the long, white limb got too close for your liking you screamed in despair, "PLEASE SPARE ME! PLEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING! JUST LET ME LIVE!"

They were just panicked cries of desperation. You didn't think for even a moment that the spider would hear you, much less actually stop. But when you finally remarked that you were still free you looked up and blanched. The monstrous arachnid was looking right at you, all eight of its spheroid eyes pinning you in place. You couldn't understand why it wasn't wrapping you up, not that you were complaining, but you were curious. Then your words from earlier came back and you timidly spoke up, "C-can you understand m-me?" And much to your complete surprise the spider gave a slight nod while it opened its huge, not to mention fanged, mouth and screeched a little. You were thrown for a loop so asked, "Well what would you want from me in exchange for letting me live?" You flinched when the spider brought the point of her leg close to you.

But you cocked your head in confusion when the spider started drawing something in the sand. She pulled back and you leaned down to see it had drawn a...spider web with little rolled up things in it. You were confused for a second before it hit you. You weren't completely sure but you think she wants you to lure more food in for her. You look up and shrink back from her steady gaze and ask, "You want me to get more trolls to come into the canyon so you can...c-catch them?" She screes and nods again before she picks you up with one of her legs and carries your shell shocked form deeper into her web covered canyon home. You felt like you were going to hyperventilate so you pulled the neck of your shirt up to cover your nose and mouth before breathing deeply and evenly. Taking in your familiar scent calmed you down to the point where you could take in your surroundings. And what you saw shocked you. There sitting on the highest cliff at the end of the coulee was an enormous castle. The large structure was a dark navy blue. It looked sort of scary to be honest. It looked a bit old but still in good shape. There were tall towers and eerily dark windows dotted about. It looked like an old haunted castle.

You wondered if this huge spider had eaten whoever lived there. It certainly seems possible, it was a person eating spider for goodness sake. You were broken from your musings when the spider sat you near the mouth of a cave. Said cave opened up at about mouth level of the giant spider. You warily stepped back but froze like a block of ice when a hissy voice wafted down from the spider's huge maw. For a moment you thought you were imagining it but no. This spider was definitely talking to you using actual words you could understand...mostly. "Lissssten to meee pink thiiiing. I am goiiiing to grant mercccccy to you. But you musssst lure food iiiiin for meeee wheneveeer I wiiiissshh it. If you faiiiil then I ssssshall ssssimply eat yoooou. Underssssstand pink thiiiing?" You hastily nodded before feebly asking where you could sleep. Were you to sleep nearby or somewhere else? The spider brushed the top of her head with two of her legs, seemingly hissing in thought before she pointed behind you and saying in her rasping lilt that you could stay in her child's old hive. You gave the spider a confused look but she just kept on talking and told you that her child had long since grown and moved from her hive to live on the sea. You suddenly felt sad for the mammoth spider. She seemed to be all alone now that her baby was gone. And the mother seemed to be caught up in memories because when she continued on she sounded melancholy and nostalgic.

"Yesssss my Aranea doessssn't visssit me too much anymore. Sssshe'sss off being a piiiirate. Tooooo bussssy to vissssit her old Arachni-mother it sssseemssss." You gave her a sad look and said with a soothing tone, "Aw you really miss her huh?" The spider gave the spider equivalent of a sigh and nodded. But she snapped back to now and hissed, "You may ussse Aranea's old hive to ssssleep. Sheeeee doesssssn't use iiiiiit anymooore. Jussst folloooow the stairsssss and you'll find iiiit." And without another hiss she turned away and started walking to her huge web. You looked down the long cave and faintly saw the bottom of some stairs at the end. You briefly wondered if you should just make a run for it. You squashed that idea just as soon as it came. First of all you had no idea how to get back down to ground level. Secondly you knew you could never outrun...Arachni-mother. And third, you figured as long as you kept her fed...then she could keep you safe. "Oh god what have I gotten myself into now?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time Skip - Two Months Later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You've become used to your new life, you'd even go so far as to say you were almost fond of it. It was a simple life. Just a girl living in a castle and feeding a near constantly hungry Arachni-mother. And as long as you blocked out just exactly what happened to the trolls you lured in for the hungry arachnid then you were as happy as a clam. You'd even managed to go back to the grove of odd fruit trees and get your sweet Mocha back, while also nicking a healthy amount of the fruit along the way back to your new home. And you were unaware of it but you'd unintentionally started quite the stir in the village that rested just beyond the furthest ridge. The first group of trolls you'd lured in during your time living in the castle had been from that particular village. And neither you no Arachni-mother knew it but one of the trolls managed to escape before said spider could get a chance to bundle him up in her web. When he got back to town exhausted and scared witless his fellow villagers questioned him.

They inquired if he and his travel companions had been ambushed by highbloods. The weakened troll shook his head and said highbloods were not to blame for the deaths of his friends. The villagers curiosity was peaked. They asked what happened exactly. Weak as he was the troll said an alluring she beast had bewitched him and his comrades. He spun elaborate yarns of a hornless demoness with skin the color of the Gweep fruit and hair the color of soft desert grass. He said at first they'd caught a glimpse of her tantalizing silhouette frolicking through the fruit tree field. So stupidly they'd left the path to watch her. Then she'd lured them in with her sweet song but as soon as she'd seen them she made a mad dash for the canyon. He spoke of how beautiful and otherworldly she'd appeared. And he and his friends had foolishly followed after her. He said that turned out to be the worst mistake of his life. But his story was halted when he started coughing up blood. He and everyone around him was shocked. But the troll had been injured in his escape though he hadn't felt the pain until now. His huge adrenaline rush had kept him going long enough to get him safely home. But now his time was up.

The leader of the village desperately tried to ring any more information on this demoness that he could but to no avail. The poor dying troll finally took his last breath before he simply fell limp in his arms. He was buried later that day. But his parting words had left everyone tense. They were afraid of this horrible she demon and her ability to lure ill-fated trolls to their doom. This foreboding feeling was proven right as more and more travelers went missing. And though the members of the village warned all travelers of the wicked she demon they mostly went ignored. Most low bloods heeded the warning though a few fool hearty ones went ahead. And all high bloods ignored them, deeming the low blood villagers superstitious simpletons trying to scare them. So they went on ahead but predictably went missing. The high blood travelers going amiss became almost routine to the village dwellers. And after the last group of highbloods scoffed at their warning they decided to stop wasting their breath and let them learn the hard way.

So one night when a cobalt blood dressed in fine, spider web themed garments came strutting into the village like she owned it the townies shared a few knowing glances before going back to their daily duties. They weren't going to bother. The cobalt blood, also known across the seas as Marquise Spinneret Mindfang, easily passed through the oddly quiet village (at least it seemed quiet to her) and made her merry way to her destination; her old land based hive. She told her crew she was going to visit her old lusus but really she was just going to make sure none of her copious amounts of treasure that she cleverly kept hidden in her underground caverns had been pillaged. She'd lose her mind if her hard stolen loot had been found and filched. Though she felt somewhat safe in knowing that Arachni-mother was there to more or less ward off would be thieves. But a cursory check was still long overdue. So with a put out sigh the troll woman made her way into the hidden alcove where the stairs to her hive lay. Unless you knew they were there you'd never find them. But along the way up Mindfang saw an odd sight.

Numerous dried up husks of past meals dotted her mother's webbing. Mindfang hasn't seen so many husks since before she left to become a pirate. Her few visits had shown that Arachni-mother to be eating the bare minimum. Most likely due to Mindfang not being there to kill and bring her the next meal. But according to the webs Arachni-mother had been eating very well as of late. Mindfang was yanked from her thoughts by her mother's familiar tonality. "Araneaaa! It'sssss been ssso long ssssincccce you've come by for a vissssit~!" Mindfang winced before plastering on a half smile and turning to greet her spider mother. She was just as large as Mindfang recalled. And she was talking again. Mindfang wanted to roll her eyes but refrained. She knew her Arachni-mother could go on talking for hours so she settle in for a good long bore. Suddenly something her mother said had caught her attention so she tuned in. "...Yessss I've been ussssing thissss pink thiiiing to luuuuure fooood in ffffor meee. Ssssshe makessss the perffffect baiiiit for ffffffoolissssh trollssss." Before her mother could continue her long winded speech Mindfang cut in and asked where this bait was. Her Arachni-mother gave a slight shrug of her legs and said she was most likely still sleeping.

And Mindfang internally bristled when she discovered that some weird pink thing was sleeping in her bed. And it didn't matter how long she'd been away, it was still her bed and her hive. So she told her mother that she was going to go introduce herself to the person who'd been keeping her beloved mother fed. Arachni-mother gave another careless shrug then turned and went to go enjoy one of her pre wrapped meals. But before she was gone she called back to her child, "Don't kill her Aranea." Then she was gone, off to feed. Mindfang huffed, her mother knew her all too well. The cobalt blood didn't dwell on it though and instead made her way up the stairs to the higher levels of her old hive. She ascended until she arrived at the tallest tower. This is where her bedroom was. She silently cracked open the door and saw through the dark that there was a lump under her old grey blanket. Opening the door all the way she walked in and up to the side of the bed.

She brushed aside the spider silk canopy and blinked in shock as she finally saw just who was in her bed. Only once in Mindfang's life had she seen a being that looked like you. With your plush body, soft hair, and odd coloring. But you'd gone missing months ago, much to Dualscar's burning frustration. Mindfang had been merciless in her taunting of him on the matter. Saying he couldn't even find one oddball in a metaphorical sea of average trolls. That pissed him off enough to try and skewer her with the end of his Ahab's Crosshairs, not that he'd succeeded. But now Mindfang was holding back from cackling wickedly. Dualscar used almost every recourse he had at his disposal and couldn't find you. But here comes Mindfang, finding you completely be accident. It was almost too delicious to bare. And now she was faced with the dilemma of deciding whether or not to tell Dualscar she'd found you. If she did tell him she'd get the satisfaction of rubbing his scarred face in it but he'd most likely bother her until she finally gave you up.

On the other hand, if she kept it a secret then she'd get to keep you all to herself. Mindfang tapped her chin with her finger as she mulled her options over. And after thinking about it she decided to just keep you to herself. She'd wanted to take you back when you were for sale. And that lust hadn't disappeared after you'd disappeared. Mindfang just ignored it is all. But having you here, completely defenseless in her bed right now, woke the sleeping hunger. Mindfang grinned deviously and took a seat on the edge of the bed. Her hands were slowly brought to her temples where she held them in a classic psychic position. Languidly her mind control powers seeped out and took a hold of your mind. The psychic user was shocked to see that she couldn't simply control you. While this was troubling she was slightly relieved to discover that she could suggest things. While not as good as full fledge mind control it was still something. So using what she had available Mindfang started pouring in one lewd suggestion after the other. They started to transude into your dreams, making your skin heat and your face flush. Mindfang smiled when she saw your physical reaction. And she licked her lips when you moaned lightly.

Her suggestions were having a pleasurable effect on you it seemed. Your dreams transformed from light, airy landscapes to hot, steamy eroticism faster than you thought possible. You writhed on the bed as grey troll hands glided over your dream self's body. Mindfang was learning much of your body simply through your mind's eye. Things like which parts of you were most sensitive, what kind of things hurt you and what didn't, and amazingly enough; that you didn't possess a bulge like all trolls do. She discovered that only men of your kind had those while the women were born with nooks. Mindfang was oddly aroused by this thought. To her you were like the perfect sex doll, a warm orifice for her to penetrate until she came. Mindfang felt her bulge slide from its sheath as thoughts of taking you washed through her mind in waves. She had to find out just what a 'hyoo-mahn' nook felt like around her bulge. Mindfang stood from the bed, never taking her blue eyes from your still slumbering form, and stripped off her hat and coat before kicking off her boots and britches. Only Dualscar knew it but Mindfang loved to go without under things, so that meant now she was bare as the day she pupated. The troll woman grinned and crawled on top of your writhing body. You were half awake as you eagerly arched up against her cooler body. You stayed in your moderately asleep state even as the pirate started kissing up and down your neck. But as soon as she pulled your sleeping gown down your shoulders and massaged your chest you awoke with a gasp.

Your mind was blurry and it took you a moment to register what was going on but when you did you tried you tell her to get off of you. But when you opened your mouth she swooped down and sealed your lips together in a kiss. You attempted to turn your head but Mindfang sent out more 'suggestions' and you paused. 'Mmm~ This...this is actually...kind of nice.' you thought blearily as you shyly kissed back. Mindfang crowed in her head and counted your reciprocation as a win. To celebrate she pulled your sleeping gown down until it was bunched around your waist. Then she pulled back from the kiss and trailed her lips down your throat. She went lower until her mouth was at chest level. You blushed scarlet when you felt her mouth close around your nipple. You arched a bit and sighed while tangling your fingers in her hair. But you forgot about her having horns and unexpectedly bumped your hands against them. Mindfang hummed around your abused nipple and you let a small noise out in return. A smile slid across your face as you touched her horns again, getting the same response. It didn't take a genius to figure out the troll liked it so you gripped her horns and stroked them.

The pirate woman separated her mouth from your body with a husky growl. She grabbed your wrists with her mechanical hand and pinned them down onto the bed. "Enough playing. Time for the main event. Now flip over~" she chuckled impishly then let your hands go so she could grab your shoulder. She nudged you until you complied. You lay on your belly but suddenly your hips were yanked up into the air by the pirate. Your face couldn't get any redder if you actively tried. You were clueless as to how you even got into this situation. Currently you were face down and ass up with a pillow pressed against the bottom half of your beet red face, waiting for some troll woman to do...something to you. Most likely something sexual. You did wonder what exactly she was going to do but jumped a bit when you felt her slick fingers press against the folds of your womanhood. You bit your lip to hold back any noises you wanted to make as she pushed her fingers into you one by one. Then she carefully started stretching your hymen.

You shivered when her free hand trailed teasingly along your side only to cup your breast. That hand squeezed and toyed with your bosom, its cold smooth surface making you quiver while her other, warm hand was busy getting your ready. Mindfang figured you were ready for her so she pulled her fingers free. A low whine fell from your mouth making the troll behind you chuckle amusedly. You were about to turn and asked her what she was doing but you froze when the tip of Mindfang's cobalt colored bulge wriggle against your wet nook. You couldn't see it but her bulge had a hooked tip just like her right horn. And running along the shaft of her bulge was eight soft spikes, four along the front and four running up the back. You gulped and faintly recalled a memory of some troll telling you when you first ended up in this world that all trolls, male and female, had 'bulges'.

It took you a second to comprehend what that meant for you but it finally clicked when Mindfang started pushing her bulge into you. You twitched and moaned as spike after flexible spike forced its way passed your lower lips. Mindfang was about two thirds the way in before she yanked herself nearly all the way back out. A gasp tore from your throat at the abrupt movement. But that gasp morphed into a yelp when she immediately thrust herself back in, all the way in this time. Your toes curled from the totally full feeling. The pirate didn't give you time to adjust to her size however before she started hammering away in you. Her hands gripped your hips to keep you in place as she moved. Her bulge was so deep, and if you arched your back just right then the hooded end brushed against that extra sensitive spot inside you. You moaned loudly from the throbbing pleasure that heated your nerves. Mindfang growled and yanked your hips back to meet her hard thrusts, needing to come badly. She angled her thrusts down and your legs were spread wider to accommodate the rough treatment. You could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, and Mindfang as well.

She hoped her bucked was still tucked under the side of the bed or things would get messy quickly. Your breath hitched as you got dangerously close to euphoria. Your walls tightened around Mindfang's pounding bulge, making the pirate groan from the increased friction. Your breathing turned labored as you rocked back against the troll, desperate for release. The vulgar sound of flesh slapping together echoed throughout the spacious bedroom. You gave a choked cry as you arched into the covers and came apart. Your orgasm practically pouring out of you before you slumped down in exhaustion. But Mindfang was still going, ramming her bulge into your spent nook harder than before, she was so close it hurt. Just a few more thrusts and she would make it. But realizing how close she was spurred her to quickly reach for her bucket. He cursed when it wasn't where she left it the last time she used it. With a sigh she figured it was no use, these sheets would just have to be thrown out. But the troll started up her sharp pace. Soon she was on the edge.

And when she fell over she gave a low moan as she filled you with her copious amount of cobalt genetic fluid. It filled up your womanhood before she pulled out. The rest covered your back and the backs of your thighs. You shuddered and flopped onto your side, drained of your energy. You looked up at Mindfang, your vision a bit blurry, and saw her smile a toothy grin down at you before she reached over and brushed some fluid soaked hair from your face. Then suddenly, as if by magic, you were out like a light. Mindfang looked down at your now filthy body before crawling out of the bed. Unbeknownst to you Mindfang just found herself a new matesprit. Pailing with had been some of the best sex she'd had in sweeps, and yes that counted the times with Dualscar. It mattered not if she had your consent or your true love. You were hers now. And that was just how it was going to be.