Three months later...

Three months later, you felt wriggling inside of you. Most of the eggs had been absorbed into three big ones, but that had been weeks ago. You had enjoyed three months of residual pleasure. Winry was quickly becoming a distant thought in your mind. All that mattered to you now was birthing your children and getting fucked once again...

Now it was time.

"Mmmmmm..." You moaned through your silk gag. wriggling spider legs pushed against the inside of your womb, and then you pushed.

With a wet splattering sound and the sound of legs gracefully landing on the stone floor below, you gave birth to three arachne children, all of whom could already walk and had hair. They had your face, but glossy black hair like Midnight. You moaned and groaned as juices dripped from your womb, and you fell **** with a pleasured smile on your face. Midnight took your children and lead them into the back room with the others.

She soon came back, and lowered you down from the ceiling. She groped your breasts, and a spurt of milk came out. Still out cold, your warm breast milk dripped down the side of your boob and dibbled on the floor.

"Great..." She said softly "You'll be able to feed them well... Once they learn to hunt by themselves, it'll be time to fill you up again..."

And that's pretty much what happened. You were hung tits down and milked thrice a day over a bucket by your spiderwoman mistress. Once a month had passed, your children were able to hunt insects, and Midnight kept her promise. You were pumped full of even MORE eggs, and strung up again to repeat the cycle.

Years later, you were still being used when your arachne children had reached maturity. They took pity on you, and decided to set you free. However, you had long since been mindfucked beyond repair. You were no longer the woman you once were, and were instead a slut, addicted to breeding. You, as well as the other maidens who were finally released, ended up as residents of the Unlit Dungeon. Alex, who sometimes came down to the dungeon, discovered you, and decided to transform all of you into Arachne as well. Of course, you had no objections and gladly subjected yourself to the process. However, that process is to be mentioned at another time... For now, we'll just say that it was successful, and that you and your matured offspring ended up running a lair of your own, trapping and impregnating your own victims for the rest of your days...

[BREEDING ENDING ACHIVED]