Wait

You wake up, and a beautiful spider woman comes closer and kisses you with her purple lips.
Something is wrong, your body changes, and you notice huge female breasts on your chest.

She explains that it's a natural change, because the spiders don't produce any milk, and she needs to feed the newborns.
You are terrified, you want to scream.

The spider woman inserts the soft ovipositor in your ass and starts to pump egg after egg. Your belly grows and it's extremely painful... you struggle in pain thinking that you are going to die.

Her soft hands hold your bloated belly, and she kisses you again "There, there," she whispers gently. "You’re doing so well, brave one. It’s almost over."
Tears sprout from your eyes, you are so full that you think that you are going to throw up.
She kisses you again, and the pain slowly fades "I know it hurts, but you must stay still. The pain will pass soon, I promise."
"Please, darling, don’t cry," she whispers, her voice now filled with sad kindness. "This is necessary for the life you’ll carry, a gift. You’re helping to bring something beautiful into this world. Focus on that."
You can't believe the size of your belly, you can't breathe, but the pain starts to fade away and you faint.

You wake up in the dark, listening to an eerie lullaby. You feel the soft hand of the spider woman, she gently strokes your hair. She kisses your full belly. Each kiss seems to draw away the discomfort.
"I told you that you are going to be fine darling". She whispers, her voice like silk, calming and sweet. “The worst is over. You were so brave, my dear.”

She explains that after the birth, the process will start again, but your body will get used to it, and you will not experience any pain.
The process will start again?? You struggle, you are ****, trying to escape, your hearts pump violently...

“Shh, there is nothing to fear,” she continues and places a delicate kiss on your belly. “Shh, now, my dear. I will take care of you, and tend to your every need. You won’t be alone.” She caresses your hair and whispers, “You’ll have me, always.”

Her gentle kisses, hands, and soft words were the only things that kept the fear at bay, and you began to accept your terrible destiny.

THE END