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Prompt- Adorable Spider
Mar. 14th, 2016 06:38 pmSEE...Cats aren't the only ones who bring gifts/show off what they have caught.
Caught in the Act?
Feb. 4th, 2016 06:41 pmFossilized Daddy Longlegs Found Baring Its Manhood
By Nathaniel Scharping | February 2, 2016 1:27 pm
A photograph of the trapped harvestman (above) and a close-up of the penis (below). Credit: Jason Dunlop, Paul Selden, Gonzalo Giribet
An arachnid encased in a shard of amber found in Burma died in a rather compromising position.
A harvestman of the species Halitherses grimaldii was discovered sporting a massive erection, a position it had been stuck in for the past 99 million years. ( Read more... )
Now imagine, if you will, if he was like a vampire caught for all eternity, still mentally cognizant of his static position and eternally in sexual excitement whether he wants to be or not. Poor Harvestman
By Nathaniel Scharping | February 2, 2016 1:27 pm
A photograph of the trapped harvestman (above) and a close-up of the penis (below). Credit: Jason Dunlop, Paul Selden, Gonzalo Giribet
An arachnid encased in a shard of amber found in Burma died in a rather compromising position.
A harvestman of the species Halitherses grimaldii was discovered sporting a massive erection, a position it had been stuck in for the past 99 million years. ( Read more... )
Now imagine, if you will, if he was like a vampire caught for all eternity, still mentally cognizant of his static position and eternally in sexual excitement whether he wants to be or not. Poor Harvestman
These sparkling little fellows are called mirror, or sequined, spiders. Like all of the spider species of the thwaitesia genus, their abdomens are covered with reflective silvery patches that look just like tiny stained-glass sculptures or even pieces of jewelry. Not much is known about them, but one thing is for sure – these creatures belong to a unique species of spiders that will probably confuse most arachnophobes.
Take a look at these stunning photographs of mirror spiders. Hopefully, they’ll prove just how beautiful spiders can be.
Take a look at these stunning photographs of mirror spiders. Hopefully, they’ll prove just how beautiful spiders can be.
Drabble Cascade #112 - "March"
May. 12th, 2015 09:39 pm
FB3X Drabble Cascades
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Title: Cultural Exchange (PG, m/m, series)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
“Don’t kill it! Just catch it and move it outside.” Anthony shuddered, handing the clean jar to James.
“You do realize that this is not March,” James stated while capturing the small spider deftly. “And spiders have a purpose.”
Anthony glowered, “What does March have to do with things and yes I do know they have a purpose and it’s done outside.”
“March 14th is ‘Save a Spider Day’.” James grinned.
“Well today is save the Anthony Day and there’s a reward,” Anthony stated, kneeling.
The spider interestedly watched, as during an odd mating dance, one biped ate the other.
On a Small Death in the Garden
May. 11th, 2015 06:12 pmThis was the title of a poem in a story. Apologies to Lady Fulbrook, character in Garden of Lies by Amanda Quick.
Title: On a Small Death in the Garden
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 316
The dream, when he became aware of it, was as otherworldly as one could imagine. Why else would he be surrounded by trees festooned with giant green wrapped cones of umbrellas and be running over a velvety green softness that squished underfoot. There was a sense of doom to his running and he wasn’t sure why or how he knew that something hunted but the sense of it crawled up the back of his neck raising hairs in alarm.
He sprinted towards one of the umbrella trees, grabbing hold of one of the limbs and climbed up atop one of the umbrellas. Improbably the scent of marigold enveloped him but he’d made it just as a long hairy leg sought purchase on the branch where he’d just been. Peering down he found himself staring into the bubbles of many shiny eyes gazing up at him, claws pricked into the plant seeking purchase and a rumbled purring. He knew a spider when he saw one and a fresh wave of cold panic had him scrambling higher knowing that it was improbable he’d be able to outpace his hunter.
Anthony screamed as he was pinned, twisting frantically to escape. The weight of a heavy body held him down and a voice, James, told him to wake up.
“What in the hell were you dreaming,” was asked and Anthony shuddered.
“Spider. Chasing me through a forest of flowers. It was just about to get me.”
“If this is what you are like after seeing the promotional advertisement, I think we’ll skip the Spider City* exhibit at the zoo tomorrow,” James said grimly.
“How about we skip the whole zoo excursion altogether until after the thing is gone?” Anthony pled clinging to James.
“How about I find something else to redirect your mind to,” James leered, pushing the blankets down to get at the site for sucking his Anthony dry.
* http://www.outhouseonline.com/cms/images/spidercity.pdf
Title: On a Small Death in the Garden
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 316
The dream, when he became aware of it, was as otherworldly as one could imagine. Why else would he be surrounded by trees festooned with giant green wrapped cones of umbrellas and be running over a velvety green softness that squished underfoot. There was a sense of doom to his running and he wasn’t sure why or how he knew that something hunted but the sense of it crawled up the back of his neck raising hairs in alarm.
He sprinted towards one of the umbrella trees, grabbing hold of one of the limbs and climbed up atop one of the umbrellas. Improbably the scent of marigold enveloped him but he’d made it just as a long hairy leg sought purchase on the branch where he’d just been. Peering down he found himself staring into the bubbles of many shiny eyes gazing up at him, claws pricked into the plant seeking purchase and a rumbled purring. He knew a spider when he saw one and a fresh wave of cold panic had him scrambling higher knowing that it was improbable he’d be able to outpace his hunter.
Anthony screamed as he was pinned, twisting frantically to escape. The weight of a heavy body held him down and a voice, James, told him to wake up.
“What in the hell were you dreaming,” was asked and Anthony shuddered.
“Spider. Chasing me through a forest of flowers. It was just about to get me.”
“If this is what you are like after seeing the promotional advertisement, I think we’ll skip the Spider City* exhibit at the zoo tomorrow,” James said grimly.
“How about we skip the whole zoo excursion altogether until after the thing is gone?” Anthony pled clinging to James.
“How about I find something else to redirect your mind to,” James leered, pushing the blankets down to get at the site for sucking his Anthony dry.
* http://www.outhouseonline.com/cms/images/spidercity.pdf
On a Small Death in the Garden
May. 11th, 2015 02:03 pmThis was the title of a poem in a story. Apologies to Lady Fulbrook, character in Garden of Lies by Amanda Quick.
Title: On a Small Death in the Garden
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 316
The dream, when he became aware of it, was as otherworldly as one could imagine. Why else would he be surrounded by trees festooned with giant green wrapped cones of umbrellas and be running over a velvety green softness that squished underfoot. There was a sense of doom to his running and he wasn’t sure why or how he knew that something hunted but the sense of it crawled up the back of his neck raising hairs in alarm.
He sprinted towards one of the umbrella trees, grabbing hold of one of the limbs and climbed up atop one of the umbrellas. Improbably the scent of marigold enveloped him but he’d made it just as a long hairy leg sought purchase on the branch where he’d just been. Peering down he found himself staring into the bubbles of many shiny eyes gazing up at him, claws pricked into the plant seeking purchase and a rumbled purring. He knew a spider when he saw one and a fresh wave of cold panic had him scrambling higher knowing that it was improbable he’d be able to outpace his hunter.
Anthony screamed as he was pinned, twisting frantically to escape. The weight of a heavy body held him down and a voice, James, told him to wake up.
“What in the hell were you dreaming,” was asked and Anthony shuddered.
“Spider. Chasing me through a forest of flowers. It was just about to get me.”
“If this is what you are like after seeing the promotional advertisement, I think we’ll skip the Spider City* exhibit at the zoo tomorrow,” James said grimly.
“How about we skip the whole zoo excursion altogether until after the thing is gone?” Anthony pled clinging to James.
“How about I find something else to redirect your mind to,” James leered, pushing the blankets down to get at the site for sucking his Anthony dry.
* http://www.outhouseonline.com/cms/images/spidercity.pdf
Title: On a Small Death in the Garden
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 316
The dream, when he became aware of it, was as otherworldly as one could imagine. Why else would he be surrounded by trees festooned with giant green wrapped cones of umbrellas and be running over a velvety green softness that squished underfoot. There was a sense of doom to his running and he wasn’t sure why or how he knew that something hunted but the sense of it crawled up the back of his neck raising hairs in alarm.
He sprinted towards one of the umbrella trees, grabbing hold of one of the limbs and climbed up atop one of the umbrellas. Improbably the scent of marigold enveloped him but he’d made it just as a long hairy leg sought purchase on the branch where he’d just been. Peering down he found himself staring into the bubbles of many shiny eyes gazing up at him, claws pricked into the plant seeking purchase and a rumbled purring. He knew a spider when he saw one and a fresh wave of cold panic had him scrambling higher knowing that it was improbable he’d be able to outpace his hunter.
Anthony screamed as he was pinned, twisting frantically to escape. The weight of a heavy body held him down and a voice, James, told him to wake up.
“What in the hell were you dreaming,” was asked and Anthony shuddered.
“Spider. Chasing me through a forest of flowers. It was just about to get me.”
“If this is what you are like after seeing the promotional advertisement, I think we’ll skip the Spider City* exhibit at the zoo tomorrow,” James said grimly.
“How about we skip the whole zoo excursion altogether until after the thing is gone?” Anthony pled clinging to James.
“How about I find something else to redirect your mind to,” James leered, pushing the blankets down to get at the site for sucking his Anthony dry.
* http://www.outhouseonline.com/cms/images/spidercity.pdf
Personally I'd say that this qualifies Worst Day for Life.
Read the tags. There's a spider involved. A large spider.
I've put it under an lj-cut because I'm a nice person.
Something happened like this to me with a tiny white spider and grape juice when I was very young. No I didn't drink the grape juice after it was fished out because it had had a spider swimming in it.
Enough forewarning.
( Read more... )
Read the tags. There's a spider involved. A large spider.
I've put it under an lj-cut because I'm a nice person.
Something happened like this to me with a tiny white spider and grape juice when I was very young. No I didn't drink the grape juice after it was fished out because it had had a spider swimming in it.
Enough forewarning.
( Read more... )
A new species of spider has been discovered in Morocco, and it’s quite the gymnast. Cebrennus rechenbergi, which lives in the sand desert Erg Chebbi, is the first species of spider documented to project itself across the sand through cartwheel-like motions. The discovery has been published in the journal Zootaxa.
A similar tumbleweed style spider has been previously described, the golden rolling spider, but this spider is restricted in its agility since it is only able to roll down hills. The arachnid acrobat C. rechenbergi in contrast can propel itself off the ground and initiate “flic-flac” jumps that allow it to travel both along flat ground and uphill. Impressively, this bizarre skill allows the spider to move twice as fast as if it were walking, around two meters per second, and uses it as a getaway card when potential predators approach.
This intriguing spider is also quite the architect; it uses its silk threads to build tubular structures in the sand that protect it from the blaring sun and predators.
Read more at http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/cartwheeling-spider-discovered#gSco1kezIXh1Cd6A.99
A similar tumbleweed style spider has been previously described, the golden rolling spider, but this spider is restricted in its agility since it is only able to roll down hills. The arachnid acrobat C. rechenbergi in contrast can propel itself off the ground and initiate “flic-flac” jumps that allow it to travel both along flat ground and uphill. Impressively, this bizarre skill allows the spider to move twice as fast as if it were walking, around two meters per second, and uses it as a getaway card when potential predators approach.
This intriguing spider is also quite the architect; it uses its silk threads to build tubular structures in the sand that protect it from the blaring sun and predators.
Read more at http://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/cartwheeling-spider-discovered#gSco1kezIXh1Cd6A.99
FB3X Drabble Cascade #50 - Gold
Title: Golden Web (PG,were-spiders, family)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 400
Prompt: Gold
Thank you Meep for choosing the title since I couldn't.
Chapter 2 of the Were-spider series)
Reflected sunlight gleamed gold from the clerestory windows under the wide eaves and yes the Arachnos home was built into the hillside to take advantage of the natural insulation of the earth, in short another burrow but with pretty windows. Penn sat in the car and stared until Archie opened the car door and grinned at him.
“Be brave. Mom won’t eat you.”
Penn got quite the reverse feeling when a voice boomed out, “Not without catsup anyway,” and then laughed. “Your mother could eat anything with catsup on it.” He stuck his hand out, “Welcome. I’m this dangler from a string’s father, James Arthros. Took Millie’s last name, since all the kids were going to be were-spiders anyway. Seemed right, like correct labeling. You’ll probably want to do the same.”
Penn wheeled around to glare at Archie, “WHAT?”
Archie’s dad frowned at his son, “You did ask him to marry you, right?”
“Yes,” Archie sighed, “he’s having a problem with the idea of having kids.”
James grinned, “Oh, is that all? It’s alright son,” he addressed to Penn, “only one at a time. No problem at all though the sibling rivalry can get a bit hairy. Number of times I had to break up a biting scuffle and got bitten myself,” he shook his head. “Lived to tell the tale and there were some tails that got a wailing on after. Should have seen their little eyes when they realized how purring mad their mother was at them. They were afraid they’d killed me.” He shrugged, “venom isn’t lethal, sure stings though which some seem to like when frolicking in bed,” was said with a grin.
“Daaaaad.”
“James, Archie,” laughed a woman surely too young to be Archie's mom, “stop teasing our prospective son-in-law. He’ll find out the truth on his own.”
“Thank you.” Penn paused, “I think. Only one at a time?” he asked hesitantly.
“Usually,” was smiled back, “and the venom only paralyses for a short time especially when they’re young. Nothing to worry about ... if I get any grandkids from my children.” She took his arm leading him into the house, “Speaking of which I’ve put you both on the other side of the house so you can get working on that.” She giggled as she said it.
“Which room Mom?”
“Well we didn’t nee-eed two web rooms, so we put you in there.”
Archie smiled.
Title: Golden Web (PG,were-spiders, family)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 400
Prompt: Gold
Thank you Meep for choosing the title since I couldn't.
Chapter 2 of the Were-spider series)
Reflected sunlight gleamed gold from the clerestory windows under the wide eaves and yes the Arachnos home was built into the hillside to take advantage of the natural insulation of the earth, in short another burrow but with pretty windows. Penn sat in the car and stared until Archie opened the car door and grinned at him.
“Be brave. Mom won’t eat you.”
Penn got quite the reverse feeling when a voice boomed out, “Not without catsup anyway,” and then laughed. “Your mother could eat anything with catsup on it.” He stuck his hand out, “Welcome. I’m this dangler from a string’s father, James Arthros. Took Millie’s last name, since all the kids were going to be were-spiders anyway. Seemed right, like correct labeling. You’ll probably want to do the same.”
Penn wheeled around to glare at Archie, “WHAT?”
Archie’s dad frowned at his son, “You did ask him to marry you, right?”
“Yes,” Archie sighed, “he’s having a problem with the idea of having kids.”
James grinned, “Oh, is that all? It’s alright son,” he addressed to Penn, “only one at a time. No problem at all though the sibling rivalry can get a bit hairy. Number of times I had to break up a biting scuffle and got bitten myself,” he shook his head. “Lived to tell the tale and there were some tails that got a wailing on after. Should have seen their little eyes when they realized how purring mad their mother was at them. They were afraid they’d killed me.” He shrugged, “venom isn’t lethal, sure stings though which some seem to like when frolicking in bed,” was said with a grin.
“Daaaaad.”
“James, Archie,” laughed a woman surely too young to be Archie's mom, “stop teasing our prospective son-in-law. He’ll find out the truth on his own.”
“Thank you.” Penn paused, “I think. Only one at a time?” he asked hesitantly.
“Usually,” was smiled back, “and the venom only paralyses for a short time especially when they’re young. Nothing to worry about ... if I get any grandkids from my children.” She took his arm leading him into the house, “Speaking of which I’ve put you both on the other side of the house so you can get working on that.” She giggled as she said it.
“Which room Mom?”
“Well we didn’t nee-eed two web rooms, so we put you in there.”
Archie smiled.
FB3X Drabble Cascade #49 - Weave
Title: Oh What a Tangled Web (PG,sequel, were-spider in human form)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Chapter 1 continues from here
Countryside blurred by in a sweep of lush green fields, intermittently dotted with copses of trees. Archie’s family abode, judging by how far out they were, must be as reclusive as the burrow, a burrow no matter that Archie termed his home a nest. Penn speculated it too might be underground taking advantage of the soil’s ambient heat and while I’m wondering, are Archie’s parents were-kin like Archie?
Rolling his head against the glass to look at his lover, Penn opened his mouth to ask and then closed it.
“What?”
“How did you know that ….? You’re driving! Eyes. Road.” Penn agitatedly motioned towards the roadway ahead.
“They’re not as noticeable when I’m in human form, but I still have more than one set of eyes,” he moved the hair off his forehead and sure enough there was an eye peaking out. “Makes for better attention to driving conditions especially in high traffic areas.” Archie grinned, “my auto insurance premiums are really low.”
“Huh,” Penn subsided back against the seat.
“So what were you going to ask me and thought better of it?”
Swallowing, “are your parents were-spiders too? Are there any spiderlings still in the nest that I have to be careful around?”
With a grin Archie brushed his hair back into position, “My mom is the spider in the house and no, no siblings in residence at the moment. Holidays might be different, but I didn’t think you wanted to be exposed to la famille en mass. I’m the only one who’s going to be eating you if anybody does.” The grin got bigger, “We’re really quite civilized, no stealing other people’s food or mates.”
“So I don’t have to worry about nibbling then. Even from the little ones?” he asked doubtfully.
“No nieces or nephews yet. You’ll be the first spider-mate brought home. Mom would eat anyone of us if we had spiderlings with a non-mate and then she’d steal the littles to raise them properly. She’s maternal like that.”
“We can’t give them any grandkids; that going to be a problem?” Great just what he needed, to invent more things to worry about during the family inspection.
Archie smiled a complacent smile at the roadway as he drove, “Won’t be a problem, Mom knows .” He snickered, “And things happen.”
“WHAT?” Penn turned full in his seat to stare at Archie.
“You’ll look cute all round bellied,” was said with a unconcerned manner before Archie spoiled it grinning. “It’ll be fine. Both my parents will love you because you love me and I love you. It’ll be a love fest in the nest.”
“O-kay.” Penn turned back to the window, “but if my tummy gets big and round, I’m the one going to be eating you.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Archie said. “Now stop worrying about spiderlings and start worrying about if you can keep quiet while I’m eating you tonight in my old bedroom, with my parents just down the hall.”
“Oh shit.”
Chapter 3 continues on here
Title: Oh What a Tangled Web (PG,sequel, were-spider in human form)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Chapter 1 continues from here
Countryside blurred by in a sweep of lush green fields, intermittently dotted with copses of trees. Archie’s family abode, judging by how far out they were, must be as reclusive as the burrow, a burrow no matter that Archie termed his home a nest. Penn speculated it too might be underground taking advantage of the soil’s ambient heat and while I’m wondering, are Archie’s parents were-kin like Archie?
Rolling his head against the glass to look at his lover, Penn opened his mouth to ask and then closed it.
“What?”
“How did you know that ….? You’re driving! Eyes. Road.” Penn agitatedly motioned towards the roadway ahead.
“They’re not as noticeable when I’m in human form, but I still have more than one set of eyes,” he moved the hair off his forehead and sure enough there was an eye peaking out. “Makes for better attention to driving conditions especially in high traffic areas.” Archie grinned, “my auto insurance premiums are really low.”
“Huh,” Penn subsided back against the seat.
“So what were you going to ask me and thought better of it?”
Swallowing, “are your parents were-spiders too? Are there any spiderlings still in the nest that I have to be careful around?”
With a grin Archie brushed his hair back into position, “My mom is the spider in the house and no, no siblings in residence at the moment. Holidays might be different, but I didn’t think you wanted to be exposed to la famille en mass. I’m the only one who’s going to be eating you if anybody does.” The grin got bigger, “We’re really quite civilized, no stealing other people’s food or mates.”
“So I don’t have to worry about nibbling then. Even from the little ones?” he asked doubtfully.
“No nieces or nephews yet. You’ll be the first spider-mate brought home. Mom would eat anyone of us if we had spiderlings with a non-mate and then she’d steal the littles to raise them properly. She’s maternal like that.”
“We can’t give them any grandkids; that going to be a problem?” Great just what he needed, to invent more things to worry about during the family inspection.
Archie smiled a complacent smile at the roadway as he drove, “Won’t be a problem, Mom knows .” He snickered, “And things happen.”
“WHAT?” Penn turned full in his seat to stare at Archie.
“You’ll look cute all round bellied,” was said with a unconcerned manner before Archie spoiled it grinning. “It’ll be fine. Both my parents will love you because you love me and I love you. It’ll be a love fest in the nest.”
“O-kay.” Penn turned back to the window, “but if my tummy gets big and round, I’m the one going to be eating you.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Archie said. “Now stop worrying about spiderlings and start worrying about if you can keep quiet while I’m eating you tonight in my old bedroom, with my parents just down the hall.”
“Oh shit.”
Chapter 3 continues on here
FB3X Drabble Cascade #49 - Weave
Title: A Proposal (PG, were-spider)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: Weave
Not a sweet snuggle cause well there’s going to be sex involved.
“You do intend to let me go once you’ve shown me what you can turn into?” Penn asked trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
Archie smiled, “Maybe you won’t ask to be let go after I’m done with you.” He shrugged. “It could happen.” He tied the last knot, tucking in the end neatly.
“If you bite me will I become like you?” A person had to ask after all when dealing with paranormals who said they could change shape. “Or is that just when the moon is full?”
“Full moon has little to do with it. Now,” he tore off a bit of duct tape with his human appearing teeth, “once I get you back to my nest, I’ll take the tape off so don’t panic.”
Penn nodded his head, his eyes white in the moonlight, stretched wide in panic anyway over the makeshift gag.
Archie sighed, “Alright. Now don’t panic, remember.”
Penn watched in horror as his boyfriend lover changed, becoming roundish and then the legs started erupting.
Oh God. A were-spider. and then, two large wings unfolded and Penn stopped thinking past Flying were-spider.
Tenderly Penn was gathered up before Archie took to the air, held securely so as not to be dropped. The nest wasn’t too far out in the country. Far enough that if he screamed there was a good chance no one would hear. He was so screwed.
The house was one of those new age get back to nature things, made to fit into the environment and utilizing the ground’s natural capabilities for temperature control. It was mostly underground, almost a burrow.
Who am I kidding, it is a burrow even if he calls it a nest. Then a thought occurred. Please don’t let there be any of his kids at home. Kids would definitely mean he was dinner.
He felt a jerking as his pants were opened and the brush of fine hairs as his important bits were worked out into the air by … palps. Those are palps. He wiggled a little in protest and two of the legs reached forward to pin his shoulders to the bed? and a palp stroked up and down his belly.
Archie moved and the tape was pulled carefully off as he hovered above Penn.
“Please don’t eat me.”
There was a chuckling sound from a human appearing mouth. “Not even if my pedipalps are going to fuck you up the ass while I do? I want to suck you dry and when you’ve recovered, do it again and again. We’ve got all weekend before I take you to meet my folks.” He nodded, “If you want to.”
Penn looked into the two largest eyes, more than two was difficult, and considered. “If you bite me do I become a spider or dead?”
“Nope. I’m NOT going to eat you.”
“Alright.” Penn nodded, “ask me after you suck me dry the first time.”
Archie’s chelicerae pulled to the sides grinning, “Will do.”
Continues here with human version of Archie
Title: A Proposal (PG, were-spider)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 500
Prompt: Weave
Not a sweet snuggle cause well there’s going to be sex involved.
“You do intend to let me go once you’ve shown me what you can turn into?” Penn asked trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
Archie smiled, “Maybe you won’t ask to be let go after I’m done with you.” He shrugged. “It could happen.” He tied the last knot, tucking in the end neatly.
“If you bite me will I become like you?” A person had to ask after all when dealing with paranormals who said they could change shape. “Or is that just when the moon is full?”
“Full moon has little to do with it. Now,” he tore off a bit of duct tape with his human appearing teeth, “once I get you back to my nest, I’ll take the tape off so don’t panic.”
Penn nodded his head, his eyes white in the moonlight, stretched wide in panic anyway over the makeshift gag.
Archie sighed, “Alright. Now don’t panic, remember.”
Penn watched in horror as his boyfriend lover changed, becoming roundish and then the legs started erupting.
Oh God. A were-spider. and then, two large wings unfolded and Penn stopped thinking past Flying were-spider.
Tenderly Penn was gathered up before Archie took to the air, held securely so as not to be dropped. The nest wasn’t too far out in the country. Far enough that if he screamed there was a good chance no one would hear. He was so screwed.
The house was one of those new age get back to nature things, made to fit into the environment and utilizing the ground’s natural capabilities for temperature control. It was mostly underground, almost a burrow.
Who am I kidding, it is a burrow even if he calls it a nest. Then a thought occurred. Please don’t let there be any of his kids at home. Kids would definitely mean he was dinner.
He felt a jerking as his pants were opened and the brush of fine hairs as his important bits were worked out into the air by … palps. Those are palps. He wiggled a little in protest and two of the legs reached forward to pin his shoulders to the bed? and a palp stroked up and down his belly.
Archie moved and the tape was pulled carefully off as he hovered above Penn.
“Please don’t eat me.”
There was a chuckling sound from a human appearing mouth. “Not even if my pedipalps are going to fuck you up the ass while I do? I want to suck you dry and when you’ve recovered, do it again and again. We’ve got all weekend before I take you to meet my folks.” He nodded, “If you want to.”
Penn looked into the two largest eyes, more than two was difficult, and considered. “If you bite me do I become a spider or dead?”
“Nope. I’m NOT going to eat you.”
“Alright.” Penn nodded, “ask me after you suck me dry the first time.”
Archie’s chelicerae pulled to the sides grinning, “Will do.”
Continues here with human version of Archie
