Annabeth woke up eventually, stirring back to consciousness to find the weaver hovering over her. At first she assumed it sought to fuck her again, but it was slower and deflated. The moment she awoke it's voice was whispering in her ear. It had had its fill for the night, but her work wasn't over. They needed to clean all evidence of its presence before they were discovered. The poison would wipe any of their victims memory of tonight, they just needed to move the girls in the cave back to their beds.
Annabeth got up off the floor aching from the lengthy sexual session she'd shared with Piper. She never thought either of them could've lasted that long and she still felt exhausted. But her master had given and order and she was compelled to obey. When she pushed herself to her feet she found everyone where they were left. Except for Piper. She found her a few feet away on the group lying on her side. Walking over to check on her she was horrified to see her belly swollen, her skin stained with cum as it leaked out of her body, from her pussy, ass, mouth, nose, ears, her eyes half open rolled into her skull. She shook her violently but the demigod wouldn't move, her chest silent and still. "No" she whispered.
Leave her the weaver commanded, forcing her to leave her best friend behind as she turned her attention to the unconscious Rachel Dare and Clarisse. She unhooked the daughter of ares from the wall and hoisted her over her shoulder, heaving from the effort, before grabbing Rachel by the ankle and dragging her along the ground behind her. The weaver followed them out, leaving the cave behind in darkness.
It took half an hour for Annabeth to carry the two sleeping girls out of the woods and back to the cabins. Along the way the weaver showed her its activities from the night so she knew where she was needed to go. First she dropped Clarisse in the training grounds where Rachel kidnapped her, laying her behind some haystacks as if she fell asleep from training. Her clothes had been torn apart so she was left naked on the ground covered by a nearby cloak. Hopefully she wouldn't ask too many questions about her state in the morning. After that Rachel was easier to carry in her arms as Annabeth took her to the big house, sneaking into her bedroom to return her to the bed. She knew from Percy she liked to sleep nude sometimes so she had no concerns about tucking her in like this. She took a moment to examine her anyway, satisfied she was fine, giving her an apologetic kiss on the forehead before she left.
After that it was a matter of moving from cabin to cabin following the weavers trail of exploration to tidy up in its wake. She found the Stroll brothers in the Artemis cabin of all places strewn over a single bed. She found herself amused at this and moved them into place, Travis laying beside a slumbering Conner. As she worked she found both their cocks fully erect in their sleep, a itch growing in her gut. The weaver gave her permission to indulge herself but only briefly, she she stole the opportunity to give the two boys a secret blow job each just for her own fun. She didn't think Percy would mind after everything she had done tonight.
Leaving the strolls asleep and satisfied she then checked on the Athena cabin, finding the place a disorderly mess. She quickly tidied up and checked on her siblings, many of the girls still dripping while a few of the guys were left untouched. She covered them up and moved on to the Aphrodite cabin, where it looked like an orgy had transpired. She wasn't sure if it always looked like this but she did her best to pry to brothers and sisters apart, seeing signs that every hole had been plugged at some point. Then she helped a blindfolded Will back into bed in the Apollo cabin, organized the Hermès cabin, tucked in the Morpheus cabin and Hephestus cabin, even found a sneaky couple in the hades cabin.
And in each cabin Annabeth found herself getting hornier and wetter as she handled all these naked, hot, sleeping demigods covered in sweat and cum and juices. Most times she just ignored her cravings, but ever so often she had to pause and masturbate in a corner, or next to a slumbering hero. Sometimes if she was too desperate she'd play with the sleeping figures, finding Wills cock very big as she rubbed it against her lower lips, Drew's pussy very tasty, a few of her own siblings soft and warm as she fondled their breasts or muscles. She wasn't proud of molesting her friends in their sleep, but she was no longer in her right mind.
When she was finished the last cabin to enter was Percy's, where she led the weaver inside closing the door behind her. She checked on her boyfriend and tidied the room up while the weaver slipping into a dark corner, taking one of the empty beds ordering Annabeth to pull the drapes across to ensure it stayed hidden. "Now what?"
Rest it told her. Save your strength for tomorrow.
That came to a relief for her. She wasn't sure if she could keep her eyes open any longer. So after hiding the weaver away she returned to her bed, slipping under the covers to snuggle into Percy's arms. She understood he would remember anything that happened tonight, none of the campers will, but that didn't stop her feeling guilty about what she'd done. She'd offered herself to that monster willingly and now she served it willingly no matter what.
And yet despite the guilt she fell asleep the moment she closed her eyes.
Aphrodite her her daughter pray to her hours ago, but she was preoccupied.
When she was finally able to check in on her the sun was rising over camp half-blood. The goddess sat upon her throne lazily, crossing her legs pulling out the reflective dagger gifted to her. Let's see what miss McLean is complaining about now she mused.
Upon looking into the reflective blade she witnessed everything that her creation had wrought throughout the night. All the demigods it had raped and fucked against their will or in their sleep. It had even somehow recruited that daughter of Athena to join it. Aphrodite had to admit she was impressed, with the multiple of partners the creature satisfied and the stamina of the young Annabeth. But the sheer power on display and the fate of her favorite daughter left the goddess concerned. She could no longer afford to leave her creation loose upon the camp.
"I should've erased it when I had the chance" she muttered frustrated, standing from her throne stretching, her red sleeveless dress falling elegantly down her perfect body to her feet. It was the only thing she was wearing besides her perfect makeup, all her curves on display. With a click of her fingers she was standing in the Poseidon cabin looking down at the slumbering couple in their bed, the young Percy fast asleep with his arm around his whore of a girlfriend. Aphrodite chuckled thinking about the footage of the blonde cheating on him with half the camp. Not so stoic any longer.
She cast her eye around the cabin trying to find her creation, but strangely she could perceive it. She checked every bed, pulling drapes aside, but it wasn't here. But it had to be, she could sense it. So why couldn't she see it?
With no other alternative she returned to the sleeping couple, sitting calmly on the bed hovering over the blonde girl. If Aphrodite couldn't find the creature on her own, then Annabeth Chase will have to bring it to her herself.