Author's Notes: Airachnid is on the hunt this Halloween night, and nothing will stop her from obtaining her prey. Will you be able to survive to the end?
"The Hunt"
By: BelovedShadow
You used to think you were in decent shape: you chased after those Hell-spawned brats (otherwise known as your bratty siblings) from your room every day; you can easily carry your weight in shopping bags from one end of the mall to the other without breaking a sweat; and you never so much as batted an eye when the brain-less zombies (your co-workers) tried to pull one lame prank after another on you, determined to see you freak out like everyone else. Yeah, you were in decent shape. But not when you were running for your life, in the middle of the night, in the middle of God-knows-whereburg.
… at least you were wearing your favorite pair of boots that not only looked good, lived up to their outdoor-usage.
"Sunova-!" Arms momentarily pin-wheeling, you managed to keep from face-planting onto a pile of semi-sharp rocks covered into a too-thin blanket of pine needles. Part of you wanted to finish the curse, and inspects the numerous scrapes and bruises already covering your hands but instead she angrily kicked the stupid branch you tripped over and continued running. 'That's it! Screw New Year's, I'm signing up for the gym!' you panted to yourself, narrowly avoiding a low-hanging branch. 'Or buy a treadmill myself. No gawking perverts to bug me.' Something to hope for, provided you survived tonight.
Despite it being the dead of night, you could make out the dark shadows of the trees just before running into them, the thick soles of your boots doing a great job in keeping you from tearing your feet up, though your ankle was still twinging from that damn branch you had tripped over. You tried to ignore the sound of fabric ripping but your inner self was cursing up a storm that would make a sailor blush at the state of your leather jacket. Definitely not made for the rugged outdoors, but that was the least of your worries right now.
You looked around, squinting in the darkness when you noticed what looked like a fallen tree. Not much but you wanted to cheer when she saw what looked like a narrow gap beneath it. Maybe an animal tried to make it a home but you didn't care as she pushed yourself to run faster. Grunting you threw yourself to the ground and in a move that would make any baseball player proud, slid beneath the fallen log among the moss and soft dirt. A few annoying pebbles made themselves known but you ignored it and wedge yourself under the log as much as possible. Turns out it looked like it had been a kind of dug out, maybe to a fox but it was hers now. You pressed a hand to your side, ignoring the sharp pain your running caused, your other hand clamped over your mouth to try and muffle your heavy panting. Oh, everything hurt but you ignored it and strained your hearing.
A very slight breeze rustled through the trees, the clouds completely hiding the moon from sight, but there was no sound from the woodland critters. It was as though they knew something was out there, something that made even the woods natural predators fear for their lives. But you knew you weren't safe as you heard something not natural. Your cursed curiosity was peaking, wanting to see if maybe what was chasing you was still out there, but you held it back with a death grip. Shutting your eyes tightly you could hear the sounds coming closer, but then it stopped. After a bit, you opened your eyes, darting side to side and slowly began to lower your hand from your mouth when something landed on the tree you were currently hiding under. You swallowed back the curse/scream as your hand clamped over your mouth once more, your nails digging into the skin of your cheek but you also flattened your body into the ground as much as you could. You heard the quiet whisper of gears turning and watched as what appeared to be long, spindly "legs" touched the ground in front of you. One… two… three, four… five… six. Six spidery legs, glowing a dark violet with a dark fuchsia undertone. You trembled as even with the moonlight hidden, the gleam of metal could be seen.
"Hmm… I seem to have lost my prey," a feminine voice calls out, dark and seductively sweet, but you knew better than make yourself known and tried your hardest not to start fidgeting. It was fallen by a dark chuckle as the legs began to slowly walk away from your hiding spot. "Come out come out wherever you are!" What were you, six? No, even at that young you weren't stupid to fall for that. "No? Oh well, but don't think you can hide from me forever."
'Not forever, but long enough.' Now was not the time to get too far ahead, afterall, you weren't outta the woods yet. You watched as the spider disappeared from what little you could see, even as you cautiously lifted your head. Nothing. You strained your hearing but there was also nothing. It would be so easy to just stay in your little dug out, you were so damn tired, and the dirt was pretty comfy, but the idea of freezing out here, or having to fight the former tenant for its home back, but mostly it was the fact that you could not hide here forever. Sooner or later, that bug lady would be back and you wanted to put as much distance between the two of you as possible.
Rubbing at your stinging side stitches from your frantic run earlier, you began pulling yourself out. No, literally, you had to dig your fingers into the soft dirt and pull your body out! Apparently when the spider came, she had pushed the tree deeper into the ground, but you were too busy trying to keep from being heard/seen you didn't notice.
"C'mon-fuck! I hate nature!" you grunted as you struggled, even wiggled but soon you were free. Even on your hands and knees she carefully looked around, just in case you weren't really alone but there was nothing in sight. Slowly you pushed yourself to your feet, brushing the dirt and moss from your knees you silently peered over the tree. Nothing. Sighing deeply, you leaned back against the tree and lifted your arm, fingering the ripped seam. The poor sleeve was barely hanging on by the top stitching but you knew compared to the rest of it, that was nothing. "Fan-fucking-tastic," you growled, dropping your arm and letting your head fall back. "She so owes me a new leather jacket."
"Oh, do I now?" Glowing bright red-violet eyes peered down at you, deep violet lips pulled back into a sinister smile. No wonder you thought she had left; she was hanging upside down from a web she had made from the branches above you.
"Shit!" Not the most original response but you didn't care as you immediately bolted, feeling your lungs already burn but you didn't get too far as you heard something whizzing through the air, hitting your back which caused you to halt and slam onto your back. Any air you had remaining rushed out with a wheeze. Oh, you were so gonna feel that in the morning!
"I don't think so. Did you really think I didn't know you were here the whole time?" the spider taunted, slowly pulling you back. "I just had to be patient and wait for you come out."
Of course, how could you forget? Big spider meant big webs. But even so she spun around and dug your heels into the ground, even tried tearing at the webbing but this was worse than the time you tried your hand at making baking with melted marshmallows. So sticky! "Or maybe, I'm just that good at hiding," you taunted. Not a good idea but you didn't care.
"So feisty! Such a shame our game has to end," she purred with a grin, pulling you closer and closer.
Seeing her fangs drew a shiver up your spine but you weren't going to give in so easily. Your heels had dug shallow furrows from being dragged but you didn't care as now you fought to free yourself from your ruined jacket with one hand, the other also clawing at the dirt. You were sure you looked ridiculous but that didn't matter as just as you saw her reach out to grab your feet, you slipped free and had the satisfaction of watching as your jacket flew through the air, hitting the spider in the face but knocking her off-balance that she actually hit the ground. Stifling a giggle, you chose a random direction and once more bolted but this time you tried zig zagging. In the dead of night, you heard the remains of your jacket being shredded and your name being shouted in rage.
'Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap on a cracker!' you had no idea where you were going, so lost you felt something whispering against your skin but ignored it, thinking it was branches or something of the like but if only you had taken the time to look around, you would have realized you had run head-first right into a trap made entirely of webbing. You cursed and struggled to get free, but you only ended up getting ensnared even more. You went limb, struggling to catch your breath but you refused to admit defeat, even when you heard that sinful chuckle.
"Now I have you right where I want you," the spider lady smirks, making her way closer. As if to mock you, the clouds finally pulled away to reveal the terrifying creature in full detail. Like something out of a horror/sci-fi movie you weren't sure, but you sure of Hell knew there was no one on earth who could create technology like her. With a feminine physique waist up, she was all insect waist down. Her body was made completely of metal, the colors alternating from the deep violet to midnight black with some dark gold accents. You didn't bother to fight it as she reached up, tilting your face up with a claw-tipped finger. "Seems like I won the game, my dear."
Anyone else would have been scared, begging for their life, but you weren't most people. You just smirked and answered back, "Says who? The rules said you had to beat me, not just catch me, Airachnid. This?" You shrug as much as the webbing allowed. "This is nothing which means I'm not beat." You were always warned your mouth was going to get you in trouble, and this time was no exception.
"Not yet anyway." Airachnid continued to smile as she slowly walked around you, taking in your appearance. Typically, you didn't give a damn about your appearance. As long as it was clean, and comfortable, you were good. But tonight, you decided to put a little bit more effort into your outfit. "What an interesting design," she hummed as a claw-tip danced up your leg, tracing the spider web motif on your stockings.
"Figured you'd like them." You were about to warn her not to tear them (she still owed you a new jacket) but she could only watch as both her hands were not only stroking your thighs, had moved up to grab fistfuls of your clothes and tear them right off. "H-Hey! What the hell?!"
"I was hoping to see more of this lovely design here as well," came the amused chuckle, glowing eyes studying the lacy undergarments you were wearing.
"Yeah well, did you really have to rip my skirt? I just bought that!" That and you didn't fancy freezing your half-naked ass off tonight. But before you could complain you heard her moving and before you could ask what she was up to, you felt some of the webbing suddenly go taunt. That was the only warning you had before you felt yourself being pulled into the air, hands pulled low behind your back which made your back arch. Warm metal pressed into your back, arms coming around your waist but you moaned as those wicked dangerous claws traced over your chest. "No fair, I can't reach anything."
"That is the general idea, but don't worry, I'm not close to begin done, my dear," the robotic spider lady purred, pressing even closer to your soft, fleshy body. At least her metal was warm enough so you no longer felt cold. But there was the sound of something opening and her purring grew as something emerged from the opening.
(Happy Halloween! Due to NC17 ban I was forced to make some edition to this short story. If you want to read the uncensored version, please refer to my other account. Please enjoy!)
As hard as you could, you fight to stay conscious but your body had other ideas and everything turned black.
You awoke sluggishly to the feel of something sharp tracing the line of your spine, not enough to hurt but kinda like a tickle, or an itch that refused to be ignored. You groaned and made to swat at it but you felt so heavy, like something had filled your insides with solid concrete. You tried to remembered what you did that made you feel like this but your brain felt like a big bowl of mushy oatmeal.
'Breakfast… that, that sounds about good right now…' As if to prove a point your stomach gave a very loud growl but as wonderful that sound, your body refused to get up. Sighing deeply, you wondered if maybe you could drift back to sleep when you heard a very low chuckle just above your head.
"Finally awake, I see." The sharp thing pulled back but you felt something distinctive metal now draped across your lower back. "I was starting to wonder about you. You've been asleep for quite some time."
Despite your best effort, the most you could do was crack one eye open, and even then, all you could make out was black until you realized you had opened the wrong eye. Forcing the other open she found yourself laying atop something hard but soft, metal and fabric. You recognized your room, but it took you a bit longer to realize you were laying on something that was laying on your bed. Sighing deeply, you closed your eyes, rubbing your face in the warm metal.
"… what time is it?" you finally asked.
"According to my chronometer, 3:10 PM," your lover answered, stroking a finger down the line of your spine once more.
"… seriously?" Well damn, no wonder you were hungry. Now your brain was starting to remember. It was Halloween yesterday, and instead of going to some lame-ass party with your idiot co-workers, and waiting to see if some kid came by demanding candy, your alien robotic lover suggested a game: you had to evade her until midnight. Being the smart-ass you thought you were, you said even if she caught you you wouldn't give up so easily. You clearly forgot about the sex.
'Even if I was into guys, there's no way I'm ever going back,' you thought with a satisfying smirk. Sliding your hands over her plating you tucked your hands under your chin and finally looked up at her. "It's starting to come back to me, but I know I black out, so care to fill me in on how we got back here?" you asked, hiding a yawn behind your arm.
Airachnid chuckled, using a finger to brush some of your bed-head away from your face. "Clearly you were in no state to return home on your own, so I brought you back to your hab suite, cleaned you up and put you to bed, as you humans say. I had to use mass displacement as your quarters are much too small." You remembered her stressing how she disliked using that feature, she never said why but you had a feeling but never pushed it. But even so she was still a lot taller that your five-and-a-half-foot stature. She blinked when your stomach gave another loud rumble, demanding food. "What was that?"
"My stomach's demanding food. Problem is, the building could be on fire in the middle of an earthquake and my bladder could be ready to burst, and the most I can do right now is lift my head." To prove your point, you attempt to do so, but you can't even do that. "Scratch that. I think I need a bit more sleep before I can even think about getting up." To prove your point again, you yawn and rest your cheek back on Airachnid's chest, wrapping your arms around her as much as possible. Times like this you were glad you splurged on your California king-sized bed.
"Get some rest, my dear. Afterall, I seem to remember that the winner was promised a reward upon completing the game," she purred as she dragged the sheets over your exhausted body.
"Sure, whatever you want." You knew that was going to come back and bite you in the ass, but right now you didn't care. You had the best Halloween of your life with one hell of a lover that pretty much ruined everyone and everything else for you. As you drifted back to sleep you could feel her finger continue stroking your back, her frame pleasantly warm and your body still singing from your pleasurable evening.
Author's Notes: HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
I know, I know! I should be working on my other two fics but well, I got inspired ^^ There's this crazy talented artist who specialized in, well, furries? (scratches head) Anyway, he makes his own comics and he does a lot of NSFW as well as SFW stuff, so I was reading one of his hentai comics and I got inspired by one so I tried my hand as a self-insert with Airachnid from Transformers: Prime.
Why?
(shrugs) Cuz I was inspired by Halloween? I dunno, it just hit and I ran with it. I also tried very hard not to go into super long detail (like I'm prone to doing) but here you go. And yeah, I know, it's after midnight but I also honor Dia de las Muertos so this still counts! … kinda ^^
I hope you all enjoy it and g'nite! Um, 'morning!