Day 1: The Spider Kin []

Journal Entry #1

They came from the sky.

At least that's what they used to say. They are those who still cling to the old ways, hidden away in caves, protecting their mostly naked bodies, save for a few animal skins, from unseen eyes as though some predator were lurking just out of sight in the darkness. These folk were primitive, and believed only in fear and ignorance, having lived their whole lives in the darkness of the cave.

I am a descendant of these folk, but have run away from them and their ignorance, run away from my kin and their cowardice, and have slowly made my way out of the cavern and into the surface world. I no longer believe in the superstitions of my people. For ages the cave shamans have taught a gospel of fear, teaching that the surface world is dangerous and inhabited by beings which wish to prey upon us. So long have they taught this, and so long have the people hidden in fear, that no one remembers what it is that these beings look like.

But none question the shamans, even when they conveniently declare that a vision has told them they must be allowed to fuck all the females of the tribe once they come of age, for only this will ensure the survival of the tribe. I was too intelligent and saw through this lie, so before it was my time, I escaped and fled to the forbidden surface world.

Out here, light and beauty are abundant. Above me instead of dark rock is infinite blue sky, and at my feet lies a sea of green, an endless grass expanse. I now believe the shamans to be completely false, as I have seen no evil entities, no man-eating predators or giant monsters. For once I feel free.

Journal Entry #2

I am too weak and tired to continue my journey back to the caves, so I have decided to rest here and write of my... horrible encounter...

Today I have learned why it is that my people hide underground, why we hide in the shadows trembling until we forget what it is we are hiding from. For the surface world is ruled by... predators...

Today I encountered one of these predators, while walking in the thickets of green I have come to know as the "forests". While picking flowers here and there, I found myself entangled in shimmering, translucent strands which had been invisible to me until that moment. Despite their thin, fragile appearance, these strands had a metallic strength to them, such that no matter how much I struggled, I only succeeded in becoming more ensnared.

In my struggle, I had also managed to grasp onto a tree, but when I tried to pull my hands back, I found myself stuck in a way that left my ass exposed for any in the surface world to see. As if on cue, a creature leaped down from the trees, a beast that was half man and half what I could only assume to be some kind of arachnid, for the creature had eight eyes, four muscular human arms and four sharp insectoid legs, as well as one unavoidably massive cock which now loomed over me menacingly.

I cried out for help, but there was no one out here in the surface world to assist me and no one to hear my cries, so I had no option but tremble before the creature, completely exposed. It was then when the Arachnid positioned himself on top of me, ignoring my futile struggles as he gained access to the virgin pussy which I had so stubbornly protected against defilement from the tribal shamans.

With one swift and merciless shove, the creature rammed his monster cock into my pussy, waiting only a few brief moments as I screamed out in agony before he continued to ram himself into me with animalistic fury. He rode me so wildly that I lost track of time and my surroundings, until I finally returned to reality, only to realize that although the Arachnid finished cumming inside me, I was now surrounded by a dozen more Arachnid men who had gathered there seemingly just to fuck me.

To make matters worse, even more webs had been placed upon me, and my body had now been shifted to keep my legs spread wide open for my captors, and keep my wrists bound tightly behind my back. I groaned as the next Arachnid mounted me, and prepared for a long night of punishment for my mistake of being uppity and running away from my tribe.

You may wonder how I managed to get away, but in truth I do not know. It seems that after I passed out for the last time, my cunt was either to ragged and loose to keep fucking, or I was too cum soaked, sweaty, and dirty to remain appealing to them. Not caring either way at this point, I crawled back towards my caves until I made it to the spot I found myself in as I write. Now I am tired and will try to sleep, and forget this ever happened...

Aftermath

She did return the next day to her subterranean village, limping on her way is as judgmental shamans gazed upon her knowingly. They knew that in every generation, at least one rebellious female would try to run away from their order. So they had formed a secret system which had worked out oh so well today.

Soon, this deflowered female would birth forth a new heir to their secret order, a four-armed arachnid lord who would be raised by the shamans to rule the underground village in secret and completely unseen, so they could use his gifts of vision and prophecy to continue to manipulate the female masses, a gift which was only bestowed upon Arachnid's born from a forcefully deflowered female, which this female had so eagerly set herself up to become.

In the coming weeks, the defeated female was taken care of by the shamans, who watched over her as her impregnated stomach grew, until finally, the next generation of Arachnids was born.