You groan in protest against your gag

You squeal against the webbing blocking your mouth. However, it’s all in vain. You feel your legs lifted again and pressed closer to your chest. Your lower half is once more exposed. Fight as you might, you can’t stop the unknown creatures from having their way with you.

You feel the first one line up with the tiny wrinkle of your ass. The creature's cool cock, the size of a pinky, prods at your hole. Luckily, the dissolved spider cum and your fluids have copiously drooled down your ass, giving the creature something to butter his stick with before he pushes the bulbous head past your ring. He sinks inside you fully before quickly pounding away. You don’t feel discomfort thanks to his size. It actually feels rather good from the way his small girth lightly stretches your pucker and his scaly abdomen slaps against your cunt. But despite the pleasant feeling, the shame of being violated yet again has you sobbing at your fate.

The creature doesn’t last long, shooting a spoonful of cold spunk downs your bowels. He pulls out and another replaces him. The next one inadvertently grinds himself against your sensitive button as he humps into your rear. Despite yourself, the rubbing motion of the creature's torso on your womanhood becomes too much. You come a second time for these beasties. Your body forces your poor anus to grip and twitch around the tiny prick, milking it until the creature hollers and shoots his wad inside your depth.

It continues like this until the last of the tiny creatures stuffs your backside with its cream. You feel the collective cum sloshing around deep inside your rectum. Only a few sticky drops manage to push their way past your tight ring and roll down your upturned tush.

“Warm human hole fun! Now eat!” you hear a creature say, followed by a cheer. You’re let go, letting you lay flat on ground. There is commotion all around you for the next hour. You’re **** to lay quietly as the creatures have their feast—**** to feel their slimy seed slowly leak from your tight hole.

“We keep warmblood?” you finally hear one ask.

“Let’s give back to Black Muma. Then get eggs again.”

“Then eat and have fun with ass again!”

“Yes. Yes. Let’s feed fruit though. Need alive and warm for Black Muma.”

You hear the steps of tiny feet surround your head, and a sudden tear at the web around your face finally frees your mouth and eyes.

As your sight adjusts to the bright light coming from the nearby fire, you see exactly who your tiny captors are. Short, lizard-like creatures surround you. They’re no taller than your knees and their red, scaly skin shines against the flame’s glow. Tiny animal furs cover their bodies like clothes. It takes you a moment, but you realize they’re kobolds.

“Eat. Eat,” one says as he places a bright red fruit to your mouth. You try and turn away but the kobold keeps the fruit tightly pressed to your lips. Juice seep from it as it’s **** against your mouth, letting some trickle across your tongue. It tastes sweet—sweeter than anything else, especially for your food starved stomach.

At first hesitant, you soon open your mouth and take a bite. You chomp on the juicy morsel bite after bite until you’ve consumed it whole.

While your stomach finally feels content, you mind slowly begins to feel dizzy. Your eyes are drawn to the loin clothes adorning the small creatures. Your whole face goes flush and you try to grind your thighs together from a slow pulsing you feel in your clit.

“What…what she doing?” a kobold questions in slight panic.

Your eyes begin to roll upward and your body arches as you feel a rush of your vaginal fluids seep from your boiling cunt.

“Don’t know! Red fruit poison to warmblood?” one says as his head darts back and forth between his tribe mates.

An overwhelming feeling draws over you. Thoughts of being penetrated by the giant spider flash through your mind. “F…Fuck me,” you manage to blurt out.

“Ah! She in heat. Red fruit must make warmblood go in heat,” one of the tiny lizards realizes.

“Let’s give back to Muma, now. Muma like horny mammal. Get more eggs! Get more eggs!”

“More eggs! More eggs!” the kobolds begin to chant as they take the rope they used to drag you here. They tug at it, pulling you back in the direction from which you came.

The sun has since set and you’re pulled through the dark forest by a group of kobolds. All you can think about is wanting something inside your pussy, barely realizing that your wish will soon be granted.

You arrive at the black spider’s home, your clothes still hanging in the web where you left them. The kobolds get to work freeing you from your web covered confines, their tiny claws shearing the stringy prison. They sit you up. “Like Black Muma, yes, human?” one asks you.

“Black Muma?” you ask back. Your head is swimming. You feel like you’ve drunk a barrel of mead. All you can think about is the fire in your wanting core. You try and reach between your legs but a slap from one of the kobolds makes you pull your hand back.

“Black Muma. Black Muma,” one of the lizards directs your attention to the spider descending down from the trees.

“Ah!” you gasp as the creature makes its way towards you. You suddenly remember how good the spider made you feel. “Yes. I love Muma,” you say, as if in a trance.

“Where you want Black Muma?” a kobold asks.

“Inside me,” you mumble. The spider is now almost upon you. The kobolds step away, letting you sit on the dirt alone. You stare as the black arachnid approaches.