A sticky situation

Early morning light creeps through the trees around you striking you in the eye, forcing you awake. You move your hand to rub the sleep from your eyes as you find yourself bound in white webbing.

Fuuuuck, I don’t like the looks of this one.

A wave of nausea hits you, likely due to last night’s blood loss. You look upwards, holding back the urge to vomit. A dark elven face looks back at you with a wide smile. She appears to be partially concealed by the foliage as you’d guess she was webbed just like you. After the initial shock passes you speak.

“A dark elf… here? How?”

She still grins as she looks down at you. “First time huh?” She speaks in a posh accent befitting an elf.

“Got anythin’ on ya that’s sharp?” you ask inspecting your bindings.

“In a sense… yes.” You watch her descend from the tree above you as her true nature is revealed. Although she has the upper body of a dark elf, her entire lower half is that of an arachnid. Eight long black spindly legs sit upon a wide spider body, a single green x shape marking her rear. Despite her horrifying lower half, her upper half is quite beautiful. Long silk white hair surrounds her gentle face. Atop her slim chest sits two large bountiful breasts that remain perky despite their size.

Oh gods it’s a Widowmother… I thought these things were myth! Just stories to scare the children!

She moans in interest as she notes your silence. “Mmm so this is your first time. How exciting.”

“Wadda’ye want from me… Gonna eat me is that it?” you ask, trying to put up a defiant front despite your fear.

Her smirk remains as she feigns taking offense. “Me? Eat a person? Perhaps. Though I’m more human-like than you realize.”

“So why did ye capture me if it’s not to eat me?”

“Why does anyone do anything? Complete boredom honestly. There are plenty forest creatures I could dine on. You are much rarer. I intend to do something different with you.”

“Like what exactly?” you’re relieved she doesn’t intend to eat you, but you’re still worried by your situation.

“Depends on what I see.” She says coldly before hovering her upper half Infront of yours.