You withdraw back to your human form, eager for fresh meat!

You pull yourself up with an effort, sliding sluggishly out of Clémence's sex as your semen slowly leaks out of her ass and down her inner thighs. As you get up and stretch your eight legs contentedly, several of your brothers and sisters scuttle forward, maintaining a respectful distance as you rouse yourself before advancing towards the cum-stained woman when you give them a slight, encouraging nod. Soon enough, Clémence's holes are being stuffed from all angles by an ever-growing group of arachnid monsters and her exhausted moans once again fill the passageway. You grin widely. Clémence will be spending the rest of her life down here, amongst your beasts, her body now little more than the plaything for a nest of hideous monstrosities. You might even pay her another visit some time. First, though, you have other business to attend to.

You close your many eyelids and a great sense of weightlessness overcomes you, yanking you out of the now familiar, bulky form of one of your great spiders. For a brief moment everything is black and you are enveloped by an all-encompassing silence. Then you snap your eyes back open and lean forward, reaching out with human hands to support yourself against the obelisk pedestal in front of you. Exiting a possession is rarely graceful, and today is no exception, but seeing as you haven't used the spell for a while you quickly forgive yourself. Indeed, you re-acclimatise to your regular body with remarkably speed, standing up with a spring in your step, and cast a thoughtful glance over the colourless mirror balanced in front of you. After such an enjoyable first hunt, you are eager to return to the action. Both Mélanie and Aliénor still wander lost in the deeps of your labyrinth, after all, and both of them still have fresh wombs to fill! A large and uncomfortable erection quickly springs up in your trousers at the thought.

With a hurried flick of the wrist you conjure up the map that has proven useful so many times. You break out in a fond smile at the sight of a large, pulsing green dot to the east of the complex. It would appear that Clémence is expecting, soon to be the lucky mother of a litter of spiderlings. Triplets, quadruplets, perhaps? More?

In any case, the two yellow dots that currently interest you seem to be heading in two separate directions, neither towards the centre of the great maze, coincidentally. The one to the east is all alone for the moment, though it is only a matter of time before she stumbles upon one of your minions. That to the north, however, has two interesting options. Hesitating at the midpoint of a fork in the road, she cannot help but make the right choice. Both paths lead to a different danger! Chuckling ruefully at your good fortune, you focus your attention on the red mark to the right of the branching corridor and a series of hazy images eventually coalesce into one.