GOT Gal in Peril Part III

Dazed from the intense barrage of hormones coursing through her system, GOT gal groggily stared at her belly as it expanded. Unable to think clearly due to the mind-bending orgasms and the taxing of her system by the creatures growing within her, she merely twitched at the odd feelings building within her. Hours passed as GOT Gal lay with the other taken women, each nurturing a new generation of the insidious beings that had ensnared them. Dazed and woozy from the effects of their breeding, the docile women could only gaze at each other, too tired from all the energy being taken from their curvaceous forms to feed their brood. GOT Gal, lethargically stared at the woman she attempted to save hours before, neither saying a word, just gazing at each other in recognition of the mutual feelings each was experiencing. Slick and shiny from the slippery fluids in the room, the females moved in slow, languid strokes, as they grew larger.

As the women ripened, soft moans became pants and huffs. The sensitive ears of the spiders alerted them to the impending birth of the new brood. Soon the room was again filled with female spiders. Each very pregnant woman was pulled from the gooey floor, and bound to the wall by her wrists. Each ankle was securely fastened as far apart as possible. GOT Gal was the last to be bound, but she was instead secured to the floor, with her legs bent yet still wide apart like the other women. By now, each woman was straining against her bonds, each pushing to expel the alien life with her. One by one, each female bucked and twisted as they gushed whitish, sticky fluid. Wormlike creatures worked their way out of the women’s’ bodies, their ribbed, thick forms giving alternating pleasure and pain to the birthing women. Each larva was carefully collected by the male spiders and hurriedly carried out of the room.

One by one, as the women finished giving birth to a particularly large creature, she was promptly cut down by a large female spider. The spider dragged her to the other side of the room, where waiting pods began to pulsate. A crablike mask emerged from the opening fronds of the pod, and latched around the females’ mouths. At first, each female struggled frantically against the mask, as the feeding tube forced its way down her throat. Thick bulges traveled down the tube connecting the mask to the bulb, as the woman was force-fed. As the food was deposited, the carefully manicured hands that pried against the mask became less and less energetic, finally dropping as the sedative effect of the nutrient took hold.

Three spiders surrounded GOT Gal, impregnated with several larvae. As the first began to exit her, she felt herself widen and contract, as the ribbed, wormlike larvae wriggled out of her. The wavelike contractions made her alternately clench and widen inside as her back rolled in an erotic display, helping her spawn exit her. As soon as the first creature exited her, she felt the next working its way down her passage. Her mind, still shattered of will from her impregnation, reacted purely on instinct as she panted quickly, motherhood being perversely ingrained in her mind from her present and previous encounters. Three, four, and finally five creatures emerged from the warmth of her body, as the devastated heroine was cut free and ushered to a waiting pod. Thick white fluid seeped from her slack opening, still stretched from the multiple births. Unable to fight the creatures, she simply rolled her eyes as the mask clutched her head, inserting the feeding tube and removing any resistance she could have mustered. Without her emerald, GOT Gal, like any human female, was defenseless against the anesthetic sustenance being forced into her body. She soon fell asleep with the other females.

As thick eyelashes fluttered open, GOT Gal found herself bound in webbing with the other women again, as their bodies recovered from their breeding. “We’ve got to get free…” she said to the closest beauty contestant. “If I can just reach my emerald…” “It’s no use,” the girl explained, “It’s all a cycle, they breed us every three days, then feed us like this. They keep us restrained or sedated all the time. A few girls got free, but the male spiders always bring them back.”

“We can’t give up hope,” Tanya insisted. “There’s always a way out!” As she twisted against her bonds, Tanya noticed her tattered uniform was close to her foot. Straining against the sticky fibers, she tried to fling the brassier towards her, yet instead it flipped too high, sticking to the webbing just above her head. Screaming in frustration, Tanya bucked harder against the web.

The lone sentinel spider, attracted to the struggling, soon eyed the culprit. Eager to tame the defiant heroine, it scrambled to pin her down and bind her more tightly. Scampering up the web, the spider began to pin GOT Gal more securely to the sticky pink webbing, holding her tightly with its legs while spinning more webbing around the struggling female. As it bound her left wrist, a misstep by one of its legs snapped a strand on her right. One hand finally free, GOT Gal punched the arachnid’s chitinous shell; stunning it and making it flip to the side. One more punch and Tanya sent the spider crumbling to the floor. “Oh yeah, take this!” She yelled, repeatedly punching the spider in its eyes.

As she tore free from the webbing pummeling the spider, the delicately perched emerald brassiere broke free… landing on the spider. “Oh shit! I’ve got to get it off that thing before…” But it was too late. The brassiere became stuck between a joint in the spider’s armor. Suddenly, the spider began to grow larger – much larger. Changing in color from red to a familiar green, the spider began to develop stripes. “Oh God, NO!” GOT Gal screamed as she struggled more frantically. The spider reared upwards, and shot a huge tranquilizer spine at GOT Gal, landing on her right tit. The force of the impact propelled her back into the webbing, leaving her more stuck than before. The burning anesthetic soon began to take effect, and Tanya well knew the effects of the emerald. The spider would grow incredibly powerful – and potent. The ribbed appendage of the spider, affected by the perverted emerald, grew larger and thicker. It seemed to ooze green rather than white fluid as before. As Tanya began to slow down, the spider began rearranging her, binding her at the knees, rather than the feet as before. Raising each knee up to her sides, the spider took advantage of the voluptuous female’s flexibility, maximizing her internal accessibility.

Tanya’s eyes began to flutter. “No… must fight… can’t let it,” she babbled. Her mind, awash in the drug, began to react to the emerald’s power on the spider. “Not so bad, this spider, don’t want to fight it… must mate with the spider… must mate with… No! What am I thinking!” Tanya suddenly realized what the emerald did to those she fought – instead of killing her, these creatures became affected by this power, urging them to mate with her. Although she noticed an uncanny erratic behavior from creatures before, she suddenly realized it was the emerald all along. Although this was often the means of her salvation, this time it would be her undoing. The green glow of the spider was hypnotic. She began to feel herself react inside to the creature, growing wetter and opening up inside. “Must let it have me… must obey the spider… must give my body to it…” Unable to fight, GOT Gal began to sway in her bonds, thrusting out her dripping opening to the spider, longing for it to enter her. Suddenly, Tanya felt a pinch in her abdomen. Sharp and sudden, she instinctively understood what was happening. The emerald’s power was making her want sex so badly that her body was ovulating! “So ready, so ripe,” she breathily cooed. As the spider drew closer and closer, the emerald’s power grew more intense. Her lips began to pulse, opening and closing, making a lewd noise as they quivered in anticipation. “Must open myself… must give it my egg… must let it breed me…” Completely in the creature’s thrall, she continued her display. The spider’s huge appendage began to drip. Tanya saw that the sperm coming from it were the huge, like large headed worms. As soon as they fell to the floor, they began slithering towards her. This was more than she could bear. She began wildly bucking against the webbing, shamelessly offering herself.

The spider climbed onto her, its prehensile proboscis easily sliding into the eager female. As the head entered her, Tanya began to scream wildly, clenching and relaxing, drawing the thing up into her. Soon she was impaled on the largest object she had ever been filled with (which is saying a lot). “Must mate… must obey… must breed!” She instantly climaxed when she uttered “Breed.” Her head spinning, Tanya began to understand the emerald’s commands. “Ummm… must breed…” Another climax. Tanya was being programmed. Certain words… breed, impregnate, procreate… Each time she affirmed this desire, another, more devastating climax.

Tanya felt a shudder from the creature as it began to unload into her. Thick, wriggling sperm began to flood her inside. The sheer force of it made her stomach bulge as more and more potent seed began to enter her. Soon overfilled, she began to trickle onto the floor, then leak, then gush as the pressure of all the fluid became more than she could hold, even with her tight lips. GOT Gal felt a sharp pain has three spines penetrated her thighs. “Must want to keep me here.” She groggily mused. Soon she was asleep, her last memories being the wriggling feeling in her belly as the sperm vied for the precious egg within her. The spider withdrew suddenly, and the emerald broke free of the costume brassiere, landing on her now distended belly, sticky from her ordeal. The spider mindlessly shuffled away, already becoming smaller and its usual reddish color.

Tanya began to grow as her powers returned, but was still powerfully sedated from the GOT spider’s anesthetic spines. Inside her, a new life was drawing nutrition not just from its mother, but from the powerful artifact stuck atop an expanding womb.