She’s using an army of spiders

While Caroline is riding on Myada’s tank, she overhears the commander receive a message over the radio.

“First Company leader calling battalion leader, over.”

Myada makes some adjustments to her radio and then replies, “This is Myada speaking. What is your report, Jocelyn? Over.”

“I just lost two tanks due to a sinkhole. Similar to what happened at the base. More such sinkholes could be prepared for the other Companies as well. Be advised. Over.” Jocelyn explains.

“Understood. Second Company will make preparations to deal with other sinkholes. Over.” Myada replies.

“This is Third Company leader. Danger of sinkholes confirmed. Will adjust accordingly. Over.” Caroline hears Tamara say.

“Also, you might want to call in the helicopters and send them my way. I’m at about 6 miles from the tower now. Over.” Jocelyn adds.

Caroline’s eyes flare when she hears this. Six miles already? They’ve barely passed 8 miles.

“Six?” Tamara asks. “How did you get there so fast? … Over.”

“What can I say, I move like lightning. Over.” Jocelyn says smugly over the radio.

“Acknowledged.” Myada replies. “Calling helicopters to converge on Jocelyn’s position. Over and out.”

“Looks like Jocelyn is going to breach the tower first.” Caroline says.

“Or she’ll draw attention to herself and diminish the towerling forces making it easier for us to get in.” Lizette answers.

When Second company nears 7 miles from the tower, they come across a street that’s completely covered with spider webbings. It’s on the asphalt and between the buildings. Instead of heading through that street Myada orders her troops to make a turn and try the next street. But that one is also covered with webs, and the one after that. Myada calls upon her Humvee’s and orders them to scout ahead, but also orders them not to go too far. These webs either signify a high spiderling activity or an obvious trap. The Humvee’s scout five streets further and report all streets are filled with webs. Myada realizes that finding a way past these webs is going to take much too long. Instead she has her troops exit the APC’s. She puts a group of flamethrowers in the front and has them advance into one of the web covered streets. Directly behind them is her tank, flanked by APC’s, behind her another three APC’s. The rest of the vehicles all line up in a single line from there. On the left and right are all of her infantry. Close enough to the buildings to take shelter from another ambush or artillery attack. Slowly they move forward, at the speed of the flamethrowers in front. When those come close enough to the webs, they unleash their fire. The webs easily burn away. They in fact burn so fast the fire has no chance to spread. Slowly but surely, they clear a path through the street. Enabling them to cross safely.

Minerva is on a roof again. This time she brought herself a chair to sit on. Her legs are spread wide. Her skirt pulled up, leaving her hips exposed. Not her cock however. That one is tucked away inside the vagina of the handmaiden riding her. This one’s silver hair is long, reaching all the way to her breasts. On her head she wears a long pointy green cap, the tip of which rest gently on her shoulders. Other her feet she’s got long leather shoes and for clothes she wears just a short green dress, ending just below her butt. Or rather, that’s where it should end. But with her large pregnant belly in the way there is no way she can fit in it any more. So really it just covers her breasts leaving her belly and everything below it exposed.

This handmaiden is standing between Minerva’s legs, her knees closely together and her back to her Matriarch. Her hands are placed on Minerva’s knees and uses them to balance herself while she fucks her mistress.

In the meantime Minerva has her head turned to the right while peering through her binoculars.
“Merde.” Minerva curses.

“What’s wrong?” The handmaiden fucking her asks.

“It’s these humans, Lien.” Minerva sighs. “I present them with a trap of webbing which if they ride through will stick to their wheels and block them. Instead they burn them away before heading through.”

“Maybe do an all-out attack on them while they are distracted?” Lien suggests. “At the very least you should be able to whittle them down a bit.”

“Je pense it’s the best I can do for now.” Minerva regrettably admits.

Suddenly Minerva and her handmaiden were interrupted by some chatting. They turn their heads and notice a blue feathered harpy flying towards them while carrying another Matriarch’s handmaiden. One with blue hair instead of the usual silver-grey.

“Greetings, Minerva.” The new handmaiden says after she landed, and after she got her harpy to stop tweeting. “My name is Ice. I come with a request from Matriarch Kirie.”

“Ohoho.” Minerva smiles while Lien continues to fuck her. “Is she offering to coucher avec moi?”

Ice rolls her eyes but then continues.

“Not quite. I have a twin sister. One whose hair has been dyed red. Kirie would like her as one of her handmaidens.”

“If votre soer is so hot Kirie wants to breed with her, why would I not take her for moi même?” Minerva asks.

“If you …” Ice begins, but then gets distracted by Lien whose moans get louder as her wet cunt starts making squishing sounds every time she lowers it on Minerva’s cock.
“I’m sorry, could you stop fucking while I’m negotiating?” Ice asks annoyed.

Lien stops for a moment, turns her head at Ice and says, “Well excuse me, Handmaiden.” After which she continues fucking Minerva.

Ice sighs and says, “Listen, if you were to do Kirie this favor, she will owe you one.”

“I see. An outstanding favor.” Minerva muses. “Very well, your twin looks like you?”

“The only difference between her and me is our hair color. Mine is blue, hers is red.”

“D’accord.” Minerva says. “If is see her I will have her collected for your mistress."

Ice then thanks Minerva and has her blue harpy pick her up to fly off again. As Ice flies off, Minerva cums inside Lien’s pussy, causing the Handmaiden to scream in orgasmic bliss.

Caroline keeps switching between keeping her eyes on the buildings closest to her and the rooftops above her. The towerlings have proven they like to come from both. Pretty much this entire city has become a trap for them. Suddenly a spiderling does indeed show up on the roof and shoot a webbing from its spinneret to one of the vehicles.

“Towerlings on the roof!” Caroline yells.

Caroline lines up her gun and takes a few shots. She wounds it but it is a sniper who takes it down. As soon as that one is down several others come crawling over the rooftops. First a dozen, then several dozens. Soon the roofs are packed with more than fifty. Strangely, They only attack from one side of the street, not the other. And when they fire their webbings they target the vehicles, not the soldiers like they usually do.

Then Caroline hears the Commander shout, “Grenade launchers! Fire on those rooftops! Bring them down!”

Soon after the roofs explode and the spiderlings explode with them. More spiderlings come of course, but due to all the rubble the large creatures now have a more difficult time finding a good spot from which to shoot at the tanks.

With the troops focused on the rooftops, nobody notices when animated balls of slime start coming out of the buildings from the ground level. Bright puddles of slime in many different shades of green, blue, red, yellow and purple. When the soldiers finally notice it is already too late and several of the gels throw themselves onto the women. Their screams let the other soldiers know about the secondary attack. Caroline sees how one of the women next to her is drenched in green translucent slime. Her clothes quickly dissolve, as does her weapon. Caroline aims her gun at the slime, but can’t pull the trigger. If she does, she’ll hurt her fellow soldier, right?

Then Carline’s eye catches another gel. This one is coming right for her. Caroline aims at the yellow gel charging her and opens fire. The bullets fly right through her. Then she notices a ball the size of her fist in the gel’s body. It moves around like it is avoiding her bullets. Caroline shoots at it again, this time targeting the ball. Again it avoids her bullets. Just as the gel is about to slam into her Caroline turns her back to it in fear and screams. As the gel collides with her Caroline drops her gun. She feels her clothes get soaked and the ball inside the gel quickly slips inside her cleavage to nestle between her boobs. All of a sudden, Caroline can no longer move her body. That is to say, it still moves, but it’s not her moving her own body. She straightens up and starts to walk away from the battle. As she is heading towards the houses Caroline’s clothes begin to dissolve. She sees the woman that got captured by a green gel before her. She is already fully nude underneath the gel and disappears inside the building. Caroline starts to scream for help, fearing that if she gets into the building she might never come out again.

Just before Caroline steps into the building somebody grabs her and turns her around. It is Lizette. She has taken off her shirt and has it covering her hands. Lizette then reaches for Caroline’s chest, grabs the ball between Caroline’s boobs with her shirt and pulls it out. The slime lets go of Caroline and reaches out for its core. But Lizette holds the core up high and then smashes it into the ground. As it shatters, the yellow slime surrounding Caroline loses its cohesion, turns to yellow water and falls on the ground.

Lizette takes control of the infantry and commands them to bring the shotgunners and flamethrowers forward. The gels seem to be afraid of the fire. Whenever they can they try to avoid the flames. When they can’t, part of their body evaporates, leaving them smaller. The shotgunners then shoot a hail of lead into them, damaging or destroying their cores. Eventually both the spiderlings and gels give up and leave Second Company alone as they continue through the web covered street. Plenty of the vehicles have been hit by webs, but none are have been made inoperable.

“God dammit!” Minerva curses. “Why do they keep foiling my plans.”

The Matriarch is about to throw away her binoculars. Then she changes her mind and instead throws her chair over the side of the roof.

“Your tactics are too amateurish.” Someone behind her says.

Minerva turns around and sees another Matriarch. This one wears a military uniform, except she has made two large cuts in her shirt where her chest is, leaving her breasts exposed.

“Ahh, Lydia.” Minerva smiles at the newcomer. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“I could give you some pointers on advanced tactics, if you like.” Lydia suggests.

“Very well.” Minerva says. “Do me this favor and I will grant you l'honneur of being fucked by me.”
Lydia turns to the exit and says, “See you later.”

“Lydia, my girl.” Minerva says as she tries to stop Lydia. “I was just joking. Come on. Tell me what you are thinking.”

Lydia rolls her eyes, but then proceeds to offer Minerva her opinion.

“Your strategies are too direct. First you try to box them in, then you try to bombard them, now your attempts was to tie them up. A proper strategy uses tactics like those as a distraction, not as the main intent.”

Minerva raises her eyebrows and asks. “Distraction?”

“Allow me to make a suggestion.” Lydia says.

COMPANY STATUS

Abrams tanks:
Fully operational x 3

Armored Personnel Carrier:
Fully operational x 8

Humvee:
Fully operational x 5

**** rifle soldiers:
Determined x 55
Light infected and impregnated by the beetles x 1
Taken by the gels x 7

Shotgun soldiers:
Determined x 42
Taken by the gels x5

LMG soldiers:
Determined x 18
Taken by the gels x 1

Flamethrower soldiers:
Determined x 20

Sniper rifle soldiers:
Determined x 27
Taken by the gels x2

Grenade launcher soldiers:
Determined x 10

Commander Myada: Determined
Arms: **** rifle, pistol

Caroline: Nude, Admires Commander Myada, starting to Idolize Lizette
Arms: **** rifle

Lizette: Lost her shirt, Still Wearing a Bra, Determined
Arms: **** rifle, pistol