Sticky Situation

Ara woke up at a more reasonable hour the next day. Still, it took her almost a whole hour to actually get out of the bed, and once she did she looked at herself in the mirror. Both her eyes and hair had gone completely back to normal. When she walked down she found breakfast already on the table, though Oberon wasn't there. Ignoring it, she took out something else from the shelves and made something to eat herself, as after the previous day she didn't really trust the food Oberon made. Well, not what he prepared in the first half of the day at least. She finished eating and dediced to look around the building, as she had really only seen her room, the kitchen and the bathroom. Turns out every other room was empty, except for one so full of bookshelves it was hard to even get inside and the pantry, but that was probably too small to really be called a room. That, and there was a locked door on the first floor, quite close to her room. As she was about to go back to the library -the amount of books there was almost comparable to that of a proper shop- she stumbled upon Oberon.

"Good morning"

"G... good morn..." she didn't finish the sentence, still quite... upset about the previous day. Though she suspected that acting that was was somewhat childish.

"Your work hours aren't in the morning"

"There isn't much to do here though"

"You can order something from a store if you want"

"With what money?" Ara replied, now somewhat depressed.

"Good point"

She spent what was left of her free time looking at the books. There was quite the variety, but most of them didn't seem really interesting, not to her at least. That, and Ara wasn't really the reading type. As in, she would read a book from time to time, but spending all of her time reading? Not really, no. Just as she was about to head back to her room, she met Oberon again.

"The lunch is ready, in case you're hungry"

"Wait, already?"

"It's a little past midday"

Ara thought about a couple of things for a few moments before replying.

"I'm -uh- not really hungry"

"You should get to work then"

She immediatly regretted what she had just said.

"Actually, I think I'll eat something"

"I didn't put anything in the food, if that's what you're thinking about"

"... well, sort of..." she replied with her gaze locked on her own feet.

Lunch went by... faster than she wanted it to. Less than half an hour later, they were both inside the elevator. Ara was nervous, and her toying with her cowling made it quite obvious. When the door opened, they found themselves inside a room exactly the same as the one of the previous day. She noticed he had one of his cross-shaped, bladed tonfa resting on a belt around his waist.

"It this the first floor again?" she asked, assuming the underground levels were numbered diametrically to the upped ones.

"No, it's the third. This room doesn't change from one level to the other" he answered as he led her to a door -the "Three - Four"-, then an hallway, then another room. This one was different, the vials on the walls replaced with what seemed to be rolls of white thread. Well, there were a wardrobe, a table, a chair and a... was that a washing machine? Just as Ara was looking around, Oberon put something on the table. She turned around and saw a key.

"Since you have to take the belt off for work, I thought you'd rather do it yourself rather than having me do it"

"W... well, that's true..."

Oberon then simply turned around, facing the wall. Then, a minute or so of silence. Ara took the key, and thought for a moment about running away. She quickly discarded the idea though. Leaving aside the fact that, knowing Eve, that choker surely had some function she didn't know about -maybe some even Oberon didn't know about-, she was indebt. Somewhat hesitantly, she raised her skirt, pulled her pantyhose down and started looking for the keyhole, sending frequent glances at Oberon to make sure he wasn't looking. A... somewhat stupid thing to do, as not only he had seen her already, he probably wasn't that interested. Probably. She unlocked the belt, took it off and left it on the chair, then put her clothes back in order. The chastity belt wasn't much bigger than a normal pair of panties, which is why she could still wear her pantyhose over it, but now that she had taken it off she felt... quite exposed. Her heart was starting to beat faster, also at the thought of what she was about to go through. Not that she really had a precise idea.

"Are you done?"

"Y-yes"

He turned around.

"Do you think you can hold you voice down? If you were to scream they might become somewhat aggressive"

"I... guess? ... I'm not that sure..." she replied as she turned to the nearest wall to take a closer look at the thread "... wait, what's inside th -mghh?!"

As she was asking that, Obeon put a gag on her mouth from behind, with a dreadfully familiar click as it closed around her. It wasn't pressurized, she could still breath with her mouth, but it muffled her voice quite a lot. And, of course, made it pretty much impossible to speak. In a comprehensible way at least.

"Mpff?!" she tried to shout as she pointed to the gag, which resembled the choker in every possible way.

"Just to make sure. I'll take it off once you're done"

She tried to argue, but quickly realized it was impossible to make out what she was trying to say, and Oberon probably wouldn't have taken it off anyway.

"Are you sure you want to keep your clothes on? They might get dirty. Or torn. Though I can fix them for you later, if anything happens"

She looked at herself for a brief moment, then at Oberon, quite agitated, before trying to say with her hands that she wasn't taking them off. Whatever it is that she had to do, she was going to do it with as much clothing on as possible. Being pantyless was already bad enough by itself.

"Alright"

He walked to the door and opened it, with Ara following right behind him. They entered a small, cubical room with transparent walls, through which they could see another dome. Unlike the one in which the slime was hosted, however, this one was mostly occupied by a... rock? A massive boulder, so large it could be considered a cave, full of holes which by the look of it ran deep inside of it, took up almost all the space of the room.

"Mfh... mgpgh?"

"They don't like sunlight too much" he replied as he opened the trasparent door and walked outside the cubical room.

Ara was getting even more worried, but she didn't really have a choice and followed him. He closed the door behind her and headed inside the rock. She took a deep breath and followed him. The inside of the boulder was... well, dark. There were some rays of light coming in from a few of the upper holes, but it was barely enough to see where they were headed. Actually, had Oberon not been in front of her Ara might have easily bumped into the walls of the cave a few times. Walking was somewhat difficult as the floor was sticky, and most of the passages were too small for them. Maybe because of that, Oberon stopped. There was hardly any light there, and Ara almost couldn't even make out Oberon's silhouette in front of her.

"Here should be fine" he said as he turned and walked behind her, who turned around to see where he was going.

Which is, right there. Just as he had gotten past her, he rested an hand on her shoulder and pushed her back, not violently but with enough strenght to make her lose her balance.

"Mghf?!"

Ara instinctively braced herself for the impact with the ground, which being made of rocks was rather hard, but she never reached it. She had gotten stuck on something soft, thin and sticky. A... net? She looked around and saw what she had fallen on. A web. She was lying on it, at around a seventy degree angle. She forced her legs back and her upper half forward to get out of it without losing her balance. The threads were resistant but not enough to really stop her. Then, right before tearing the web, her left arm stopped moving, something having blocked it. Ara turned around and saw a spider standing on the web. It was a perfectly normal spider, if not for the fact that it was around as large as her whole chest and abdomen combined. It had enveloped her hand and a part of her arm in its thread, locking it to the web. She didn't scream -not that she could, really- since she had seen much larger spiders. She could have still gotten out of the web, if not for the fact that she hesitated. She was supposed to do... things... with them, right? Which meant, why get away in the first place? Well, because it was quite repelling. And she had no idea how spiders mating worked. Those few moments she spent thinking about it, however, were enough for three other spiders to arrive, and since she was both focused on the first one and lost in her thoughts she failed to notice them.

"Mghf?!"

By the time she realized more had come, they had already firmly secured her to the web. They then renforced it, probably to make sure she wouldn't tear it all away, then came back to her. She avoided looking directly at their heads as that wasn't exactly a pretty sight. Instead, her gaze fell on Oberon, sitting in front of her, his eyes looking at her, a neutral expression on his face. Then one of the spiders moved on her right leg and started running its two short, front limbs over her. It wasn't a nice feeling, and when the other three started doing the same it became straight up unpleasant. Her heart started beating faster and she instinctively struggled against the web, until one of them somehow pushed her skirt up and tore her pantyhose. She tried to calm herself down by taking long, deep breaths, but then the spider started running its short legs -arms?- against her exposed entrance. Which was... a bit wet?

Why in the world am I... ?!

It sort of tinkered around with its limbs for a short while -she knew almost nothing of spider anatomy- then it just... inserted its arms in her.

"Mghgf!"

As she was wet but just a tiny bit, it felt somewhat painful, though thankfully its limbs weren't much larger than two fingers where they were thickest. That said, there was something warm on their extremities, warm and somewhat liquid. Wait, that wasn't... sperm, right? The spider then started moving its limbs around inside of her, as if to coat her insides with its seed, running them back and forth, right and left, reaching deeper than what Ara was comfortable with. As much as she hated the thought of it, it didn't feel too bad. It was a bit painful, but the spider occasionally hit her sensitive spots, causing her breath to become quite ragged, and as she became wetter the pain slowly turned to pleasure. She kept struggling against the threads holding her down, with enough force to convince the other spiders to reinforce the web a bit more. Oberon was looking mainly at her eyes and hair gradually changing color.

The spider kept going for at least half an hour, and by the time it had finished Ara's breaths were noticeably faster than normal, her face flushed and her fists clenched as hard as she could. As her partner, if it could be called that way, moved away she looked angrily at Oberon, who apparently ignored her gaze. Then another one of the spiders moved closer and, albeith from a different angle, replaced the first one.

"Mfh! Mmghfhg!"

Due to the different position, the second spider's limbs hit her insides in a different way, and while it started moving almost exactly like the other one, the stimulation proved to be different, also due to the slightly different size of the arms. She kept uselessly trying to break free, with the only result being that the sensation of the arachnid's limbs inside of her felt stronger. Her breaths got even faster as her face turned redder, and at one point she almost let herself enjoy it. Mentally shouting at herself for it, she clenched her fists as hard as she could, to the point it almost hurt, and tried to focus on them in an attempt to ignore the stimulus. While it wasn't that effective, it helped her get throught it, and the spider eventually moved away too. The third one, however, took its place. She had sort of prepared herself for that, but her insides were, at that point, completely covered in their seed, which made her feel the movement of its arms quite a lot more than before. Combined with the fact that, for some reason, that spider seemed to be more lively than the previous ones, Ara felt herself getting closer to orgasm, her face flushed and her breath even more ragged than before.

Oberon enjoyed the sight of the last part of her hair and eyes turning white and red respectively. She felt herself tighten up against the spider's arms, which enhanced the feeling even more. Soon enough Ara's body started to tremble as the built-up pleasure spread from her entrance and lower part of her womb to the rest of her body, one wave after the other, her limbs shaking. The spider didn't care about it though and kept moving, making her lose her breath as she struggled against the web again, small jolts of pleasure running through her. Yet there was something missing in that. As Ara had a somewhat peculiar... condition, that orgasm felt incomplete. That said, the spider was still running its limbs around, pushing them agains her still-contracting insides, made more sensitive by her climax. Her breath broken and interrupted by her dulled moans, she was probably about to start crying when the spider moved away.

As Ara took a long, deep breath, she saw the last one moving in closer. She closed her eyes, her arms pulling with all the strength she could muster against the web. And then... nothing. A bit hesitantly she opened her eyes, to see that the fourth spider was gone. Relieved, she squirmed a bit as she tried to gesture to Oberon to get her out of that web.

"You're not done yet" he said as he looked at the two white fox hears which had grown and were twitching on her head.

Her eyes widened as she tried to shout something. Then, something moved behind her. She tried to look back, but the web made it quite difficult and the only thing she could see were the limbs of a spider at least twice as big as the previous ones tinkering with the web. Ara got put nearly perpendicular to the floor, then her upper half got moved forward as her arms were bound together behind her back. That way, Oberon got to see that she had also grown a long, white fox tail. She squirmed around, and then she felt something against her drenched entrance. But she could tell the spider's head was above hers, so what was that? As its member entered her, Ara realized that one had a more... human-like reproductive organ, and she started to squirm around as wildly as she could, which in turn made the spider tightly wrap four of its legs around her arms and chest. Still sensitive from her previous orgasm, Ara felt its member moving back and forth inside of her, trashing the sperm of the smaller spiders and splashing it out, on her legs. Her hears and tail were wailing around wildly, her breaths interrupted by the spider's thrusts. To make things worse -or better- the spider's member seemed to be partially covered in a sort of short fur, which acted as a brush and added another kind of stimulation.

Ara felt a second orgasm getting closer and closer, unable to do anything to resist, her mind focusing more and more on the pleasure which was once again building up inside of her. Soon enough her inner walls started contracting again, her back arching as another wave of pleasure spread through her, followed by short, sharp jolts which left her almost gasping. And once again her partner ignored her climax and kept moving, prolonging her second uncomplete orgasm. Then, the one to contract was its member as Ara felt it pouring its warm seed inside of her. It stopped moving while his sperm entered her, pushing out what was left of the one from the smaller spiders. Then it let go of her. Partially. Without pulling out, it turned around, moving itself below Ara, its fur brushing agains her insides and causing another muffled moan to escape her mouth. Now the spider's head was right in front of Ara's face, and seeing what she was having sex with so directly and up close made her feel a bit sick, a few tears gathering in her eyes. Then it wrapped its legs around her again, holding itself up with the other four as it started thrusting again. Ara closed her eyes to avoid looking at it, the feeling of its limbs against her being anything but pleasant and the sight of its head being even worse.

Completely impotent, she could do nothing but attempt to resist the pleasure, something she did with little success. That said, the spider was moving slower than before, maybe to avoid pushing its own seed out, which made it somewhat more bearable for Ara. It kept mating with her for long, ejaculating twice more and changing position each time. By the time it had finished, Ara was completely out of breath, her face as red as it could get, her tails -after her third orgasm, a second one had grown next to the first one- resting on her own legs. The spider slowly pulled out, then started wrapping Ara's entrance in a somewhat thick layer or web, to make sure his seed wouldn't spill. If anything, the thread felt comfortably cold against her hot, sweating body. And then, finally, it moved away. Only then Oberon stood up and walked to Ara, grabbed his tonfa and cut the web which was holding her, catching her with his free arm before she fell to the ground.

He thought about asking her if she could walk, but a quick glance told him she was most likely too tired for that. He rested her against a nearby wall and started carefully taking the web off from both her and her clothes, all the while ignoring her furious, albeith exhausted gaze. Once he had finished, he took her on his back and walked out.

"None of the creatues we host can impregnate you. This is rather obvious, but I thought hearing it might help you a bit"

Ara didn't even try to reply, still catching her breath. He brought her back to the room right outside the dome, carefully dropped her on a chair and unlocked the gag, taking it off.

"Do you want to take a shower? I can help you if you feel too tired"

"L-like hell..."

Oberon took a closer look at her face and noticed she had probably cried a bit. He wondered what to do, then... petted her head, on her ears. Ara barely managed to keep herself from letting her voice out as that actually felt nice, but the last thing she wanted was to... well, she wasn't sure what it is she didn't want at the moment. He put the chastity belt back on her, which made her groan. While she had no intention of saying it, none of her orgasm really got her off as there was a little detail lacking during the... well, mating. The chastity belt being there meant she wouldn't have been able deal with it herself either, which was frustrating to say the least. He then carried her back to her room and dropped her on her bed. While she could have walked on her own, Ara decided to take the chance to rest a bit.

"We have to wait a few days for the spiders's sperm to fade before you can get back to work" he said as he walked to the door, reminding her of the pleasurable-but-not warmness within her "I'll prepare dinner now"

He hadn't expected her to grow hears and tails as well, but that fact was actually useful as there was a sort of fox among the creatures hosted there. That said, he didn't felt comfortable with making her meet him that soon as he was a bit... let's say he was a rough one, quite hard to deal with. No, it was better to get her more accustomed to the other guests before taking her to him.

Meanwhile, Ara had rolled on herself and buried her face in the pillow, her entrance tormented by a tingling she couldn't scratch, her mind going back to what had happened. On one hand, the thought of enjoying what she had to do made her quite sick. On the other, she didn't know how long she could last in that aroused state with the belt on. She didn't want to tell Oberon that, to really get off, she needed a certain degree of pain as well. If things went well, the next time she could at least bite her lips hard enough. Then she started bashing her head against the pillow, hating herself for having thought about how to enjoy something like that. Slowly, with what little strength she could muster, she uselessly pushed her fingers against the chastity belt, her mind keeping itself from deciding to pay the fee and take the belt off for a short while. Her debt was already big enough as it was.

She kept scratching against the belt, her red cheeks hidden in the pillow.

See you around.