In the darkness of Rachel's cave, lying in a pool of fluids and cum, Piper's naked body lay still as the last of the weavers cum emptied out of her abused holes. The creature left her body here after she fell still and stopped breathing. By the time someone came in here to find her it and it's proxy would be long gone if all went according to plan.
As the sun rose over the camp and a calm morning wind drifted through the opening to the cave blowing the drapes inward, Pipers kaleidoscope eyes suddenly opened and she inhaled sharply. "Annie!" She cried as she shot up from the floor, her body immediately flaring in pain and agony from last nights brutal sexual assault forcing her to curl into a ball on her hands and knees. She vomited up the last of the creatures cum, wrenching painfully with stomach ache while more fluids were forced out of her pussy and ass. She stopped moving and waited for the discomfort to pass, using the time to get her thoughts in order.
She remembered everything from last night. Despite what Annabeth told her about the creatures cum making her forget in the morning, Pipers body was somehow able to adapt and resist the side effects. Possibly die to the fact it was her mother who had created it. She was even recalling memories from the night before, when it raped her in the showers and then once more against a tree leaving her in the open to be found by the campers. And last night she discovered, being a daughter of Aphrodite, she was able to sustain her stamina during sex almost indefinitely. Her body was also just able to adapt to withstand multiple tentacles stretching her holes to a volume that should've ripped a normal mortal apart. But she seemed to have a cap to her powers which was why she passed out, falling into a sexual orgasmic coma. To the outside he appeared to be dead, but in fact she was so overwhelmed by pleasure and emotion she just shut down and blacked out for hours.
The last thing Piper remembered doing was praying to her mother for help. She hoped she answered by waking her up in time to stop the monster, this weaver Annabeth had been ensnared by. She mind shuddered as she replayed the frantic and intense few hours she and Annabeth fucked each other for. She never thought she might ever have lesbian sex with her best friend, but even more concerned at how long they were somehow able to go at it for. Annabeth wasn't a daughter of the goddess of love and sex, there's no telling how much torture she had gone through. And now she was under the spell of a dangerous sexual predator that, clearly, is capable of pushing people beyond their capabilities. She needed help.
"Hang on Annie" Piper groaned as she pushed herself up onto weak and trembling legs, falling against the wall heaving for breath. She looked down at her naked body. She wasn't going for a repeat of yesterday morning. She grabbed a spare set of clothes Rachel kept in the cave and hastily got dressed, wincing in pain with every movement, before stumbling out into the bright morning light.
She got back to the cabins by the time the rest of the occupants were waking up, the doors opening as demigods emerged into the morning air to find Piper stumbling past them dressed in a tight pair of denim jeans, brown shoes and an orange T-shirt a cup size too small for her exposing her midriff. She told herself to get a fresh change of clothes as soon as she found Annabeth, making a beeline for the Athena cabin. She flung the doors open shouting Annabeth's name, startling a host of groggy sons and daughters of Athena. She sensed it the moment she stepped foot inside, the familiar aura of hormones and lust. She lived in the cabin of Aphrodite so she knew exactly what this was, all the after effects of an orgy. But from the clueless expressions of the residents faces none of the remembered having sex that night.
"Where's Annabeth?" She asked.
"She's not sleeping here this summer" one of the guys told her. "Check her boyfriends cabin."
Of course Piper thought chiding herself, leaving the cabin to sprint uncomfortably across the grounds.
She could tell that creature had visited the Athena cabin last night. It had probably assaulted everyone at camp, and no one would remember it. But she did. She remembered and that's why she had to find it.
She reached the Poseidon cabin and burst into the empty room, scanning the beds until she found Percy stirring awake. "Percy! Where's Annabeth?" She asked frantically, ignoring the fact she was currently staring at him completely naked.
"Piper?" Percy replied in shock, grabbing the bed covers and covering his privates. "What are you doing here?"
"Annabeth!" She repeated. "I need to find her! Where is she?"
He rubbed his temple as he searched the cabin, shrugging his shoulders unhelpfully. "She was here. But then your mom showed up and things kinda…"
"Wait, my mom was here? Why?"
"I don't know. I woke up and she was making out with Annabeth. Then we're we're having sex and I think I fell asleep…"
"Hang on" Piper paused. "You guys had a threesome with my mom?" She checked, her cheeks flushing red from embarrassment. Ew, mom! She's my best friend! "Did anything else happen?" She asked.
"I don't know" he replied sluggishly. "I just remember fucking Aphrodite" (an image Piper did not want in her head) "and Annabeth was kissing her, and…"
Piper realized Percy wasn't going to be as helpful at all. "Do you remember anything besides fucking my mom?" She pressed shaking his shoulders. "Think? Did anything happen last night? Was Annabeth okay? What about the weaver?"
"The what?"
"The tentacle monster that's been raping us over the last two nights!" She explained. "It has Annabeth under some kind of spell. She's in danger. Do you know where they went?"
Percy was dumbstruck and confused. "Piper, are you okay? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Percy! There's a monster loose in this camp. It has Annabeth and it's been having sex with people against their will. I found Clarisse and Rachel last night and then I found Annabeth before it found and raped me. Raped us both. I think it did the same to dozens more of us, maybe all of us. It's dangerous and we have to find it."
Percy was staring at her but knew better than to contradict her. But Piper could still sense he didn't fully believe her. "The last thing I remember before falling asleep is having sex with Annabeth and Aphrodite. So maybe you should ask your mom where she took my girlfriend."
Piper took a breath and nodded, leaving the cabin in a huff. Annabeth wasn't here, she could feel it. But her mom must know something. She must've heard her prayer and came looking for the monster. But why would she decided to fuck Annabeth and Percy? In celebration for destroying the weaver? To mess with her daughters head?
But where was Annabeth now?
Aphrodite lead the way in her drugged state, her red dress hanging from her shoulders as her bare feet dragged sluggishly one in front of the other. To any god or mortal looking she was on her own. But hidden by the magic of the invisibility cap Annabeth followed the goddess close on her heels. The hat was the only article of clothing she wore, her blonde hair tied in a ponytail displaying her uncertain face and cloudy grey eyes. She wasn't sure this was going to work.
Have faith her master whispered in her head, it's large body nestled snuggly against her back like a backpack, it's eight arms coiled around her firmly. Two arms hooked around her shoulders and arms, two more around her thighs, a tight pair around her waist and the last two wrapped around both her breasts just more it's satisfaction. For Annabeth the limbs were surprisingly comfortable and pleasant, even as the creature hummed against the small of her back tickling her skin. As long as it held her like this it shared the protection of her cap along with her, obscuring them both from sight.
Almost there the weaver proclaimed as it willed the goddess of love to guide them up the stairs in the clouds towards the towering structures of mount Olympus, home of the Greek gods.