Victory

You think quickly on your feet and burst free from the hold that the Drider's web poses to your movement. Once you get your footing back, you topple forward and slash your sword at her waist. A slash miraculously appears - luck is on your side today. Your novice technique causes the monster-girl to cry out and retreat away from you.

"Curse you, adventurer! I will triumph against you soon enough, and you will be my egg ****!"

You can hear skittering in the distance as her claws pluck the strands of her web to carry her away from you. Now, it's just you and the girl she'd captured before.

As the woman comes to her senses, you cut her free from her cocoon and help her to her feet.

"Thank the gods you arrived. I don't know what would have happened otherwise. I'm Auria, and I'm in your debt."

The first thing that catches your eye about her as she stands upright is that she's almost a full head taller than you. You're about average height for an {if

Elf = 1}elf{elseif

Orc = 1}orc{endif

}, but she's towering over you and it has you feeling immediately emasculated that she has to look down to see you. However, her height is only one trait of her appealing body - you can see why the Drider chose to breed her first. Her naked breasts are at face-level for you as they swing back and forth mesmerizingly with the rise and fall of her chest. They have to be the size of cantaloupes and her pink, puffy nipples are ripe for suckling. Your {if

Elf = 1}itty bitty caged clit{elseif

Orc = 1}inferior manhood{endif

} salutes her inside of your torn clothing, but hopefully, she's too tall to take notice. She hops to freedom one last time while her hands use your shoulders to stabilize her as she takes her final step out of the webbing. Your face is completely enveloped by her soft, squishy milkers and you are consumed with unfaithful thoughts as your member stiffens.

"Oh dear, how silly of me to do that to a hero such as yourself. My apologies, hero." She giggles coyly and leaves your face buried in her cleavage for a few moments longer than she should have before stepping away. You get the feeling she's going to be trouble for you and your vows, especially when you're sporting a fully erect excuse for a dick in just the first few moments of meeting her. As much as you'd like to abandon your morals and jerk off then and there like a depraved animal, common decency tells you otherwise.

"It's a p-pleasure to meet you, too," you stammer out while your hand tries to hide your excited little package.

"Thank you for saving me. You're such a brave, strong man. I'm trying to find my way back to the surface. Are you going that way, too?"

After explaining to her that you have a family back home that's waiting for you to retrieve an artifact, and emphasizing that your marriage is _very _important to you, she follows you out of the darkness and back into the light of the torch-lit hallways.

"Hopefully we can make it out of here together!" she chirps with glee. "First, I need to find some decent coverings."

You have acquired Auria as a companion.