Expected and unexpected results

As promised, Zoe was feeling the effects of however much corruption Aphrodite had pushed into her and her body didn't seem to know how to handle it. It had her convulsing on the ground, limbs spasming as parts of her rapidly transformed, her shapeshifting ability going haywire. It wasn't cohesive either; parts of her would end up completely mismatched from other, but were gone a moment later as some other bizarre form asserted itself. It was all too rapid and chaotic to try and keep track of, but a clear trend towards more **** forms was obvious. She needed to stabilize herself before she completely lost control, which could only mean her ****.

"Shapeshifter, right? Zoe, focus on one body, doesn't matter what it is. You need a new baseline, once you body knows what that is, it'll probably take care of itself. You've got to choose something."

"Its twi...twisting me!! Auughh!!" Zoe screamed, her pain evident. Aires felt bad, but knew there was nothing he could do. If what Owen said about strain instability was right, any interference would probably just worsen the situation. She had to do it herself.

"That's what it wants, it's a corruption strain, remember? But you can control how it twists. And you said you were pregnant too, right? Try using that to anchor yourself." Zoe tried to focus through the pain and pleasure that was wracking her form, trying with all her might to make her body obey. Trying to keep her mind from melting down, she pushed the rolling chaos inside her down, into her belly and legs, her pussy spasming wildly and hungry for absolutely anything. Unable to fully contain the corrupt strain, Zoe concentrated on keeping it in the lower half of her body, pushing it back when it tried to rise past her belly but otherwise letting it do as it pleased.

She felt something scarily close to relief when her changes became more deliberate, transforming her body in what felt like a much more structured fashion. Her hips ached as they became something else with a similar function, half a dozen bony protrusions jutting out from them. The morphing sped up, her ass becoming something else as her legs shrunk into two spindly, carapace-covered versions of themselves. It quickly became obvious that the protrusions from her hips were more long, multi-jointed legs, giving her eight in total. Her eventual new form became obvious as a wave of exoskeleton appeared over her new enormous abdomen. Spinnerets formed an instinctively began weaving webs, making a little pile of silk behind Zoe. She hissed as fangs replaced her incisors, her fingernails lengthened and blackened, and her hair became an odd mix of black with golden undertones, then she finally stopped.

"This isss...eugh, no, I will not have a hiss. I refusssse...GAH, DAMN IT, NO! The shortstacked slut sucked semen on Sunday, the stortstack slut sucked semen on Sunday, the shortstack slut sucked semen on Sunday. No hissing. No." Zoe crouched there for a moment, making sure she wasn't about to start making other unintentional noises, before she spoke again.

"Anyways, this is weird. I've never had this many limbs before." She stretched out her many new spider legs, collectively and then individually, checking for any inconsistency in her movement. Moving them all felt oddly natural, as most changes brought on by the virus usually did.

"Do you feel okay though? No odd urges, need to consume souls, inexplicable hunger to fuck and fuck and fuck?" Aphrodite asked, shrugging when everyone turned to look at her. "I might have been losing my mind, but I remember what I was feeling."

"No, I don't think so. Everything seems pretty normal. Uh, no, hang on, that's...I feel...full. Really full. I need to...I don't know...I need it out. I need...something to..." Zoe started looking around, though for what, no one else knew. She didn't try to explain herself either, knowing it wouldn't do any good, not when the aching in her new body was so powerful. She needed to relieve that first and try to explain later.

She realized what she needed as soon as she spotted the girl. She was cute, probably Hispanic from her skin and dark curly hair. She was uninfected, judging from the fact that she was wearing clothes and hiding, but no amount of concealment could hide that ass. Big, firm and sexy on hips to match. Perfect to be grabbed, squeezed. Fucked. Filled. Bred.

Zoe felt something open up in her new drider body, something else waiting inside, ready to be used. Her instincts, created by the corrupt strain, demanded she ignore the questions of her master and mistress and instead charge the girl. Effortlessly combining her new biology and magic, she threw webbing from her fingertips, ensnaring the girl long enough to scuttle over to her. Her new legs made stripping her naked an easy and near instant effort, then she gathered the woman up and climbed the side of the building she had been hiding against. Spinning more webs, Zoe quickly had the girl suspended a dozen feet off the ground and held spread eagle in bindings, ensuring the only thing she could do to resist was scream. Pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears as a thick tube slid out from Zoe's spider abdomen, somewhat phallic in shape but with a slightly different purpose. After all, Zoe already had fertilized eggs, she realized. She just needed somewhere to put them.

Despite herself, Zoe couldn't help the hiss that escaped her as she slid her ovipositor into the Hispanic girl's cunt. It blended well with the woman's scream as she was filled beyond anything she had ever felt before. A rush of liquid splashed into her, preparing her for what was to come. Fortunately for her, the fluid was just as infectious as anything else, and her body changed enough that she would be able to take what was about to happen and would get some pleasure out of it. It didn't do much else though and it didn't have time anyways, as Zoe felt the first clutch of eggs begin to move.

"Your body is perfect," the spideress whispered, flexing new muscles to push her eggs closer the girl. "You were made to be bred. You'll make for a perfect broodmother. When you birth my children, they'll make others like me, and then they'll come scuttling to you to fill you with more eggs. I don't think you'll ever be empty again. And so many others will join you too, men and women, all full of spawn. And you'll all beg for this," Zoe moaned as the first egg pushed in her throbbing organ against the girl's pussy lips. "You'll beg for more before I'm done!" Both women felt as Zoe pushed the egg past the woman's pussy lips, her squirming attempts to get away and stave off her fate ineffective to the last. Zoe sighed and the girl screamed as the egg pushed through and into her womb, the round mass sitting heavier inside her than it actually was.

No sooner was the first in place than another egg began pushing its way in. For each orb that slid into the girl, Zoe felt a deep sense of relief and fulfillment, while the broodmother-to-be merely hung there, paralyzed by her continued impregnation. Her mouth hung open, letting her occasional feeble moans be heard. She felt as every egg was pumped into her already overstuffed womb, each one making her formerly taunt belly stretch out. She wanted to fight, wanted to resist her continued violation, but with each orb that pushed through her pussy, she felt better and better. The feeling of the smooth eggs stretching her out and the fullness that followed was undeniably addicting, morbidly pleasurable, and satiated her instincts that told her fulfill her purpose and be bred. The virus invading her slowly rewired her brain, giving her ultimate pleasure so long as she continued to be filled. As her psyche caved, she couldn't deny that she wanted more, wanted to be stuffed full of more eggs, wanted to carry them to maturity, and then get filled all over again. Her acceptance brought a powerful orgasm with it and Zoe embraced her as her mind melted down to make her perfect breeding stock.

"I take it that's what you needed," Aires said as he looked up at the drider and her victim, Zoe only just becoming aware of him.

"I...mmghh...guess so. I'm definitely not stopping either, this feels too good. This one wants it now too, she's practically sucking my babies out of me herself. Isn't that right?"

"Aahh...hhaaahhh...moooree....nnnghhh...." the girl gasped, gurgling with every orb that filled her.

"We're fine here, I think as long as I'm...mmmhhh...laying eggs every once in a while, I won't go too crazy. I'll come find you once I'm done and need to be filled up again."

"It looks to me like you're the one who's going to be doing the filling from now on. Which is fine by me," Venus said, luridly rubbing her belly like she was imagining it as swollen as the girl currently having eggs **** into her.

"Not always. After all, these eggs are going to need to be fertilized at some point, and I can't do that myself," Zoe said, looking meaningfully at Aires.

"Alright, that's it, I'm getting one. Zoe, I'm going to need one of those spider babies once they come out, I totally want a sexy drider girl," Owen said from the side, gleefully rubbing his hands together. "Actually, you said you knew what to do with Miss Corruptress yourself, right boss?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I'm staying here then, no way am I missing this. This is straight out of one of my favorite hentais. Good luck reigning in the teen maniac and send any cute girls you see my way. I could use a little entertainment to go with my entertainment."