You wake to the sound of insects chirping. A giant spider leg lies across your chest, another sits between your legs. As you wake up fully and get up, you find six more spider legs and two human arms wrapped around you, all connected to the spider woman sleeping on the wrecked sofa. In her sleep she almost seems to be biting at something, or eating it. Her little fangs twitch and grab at nonexistent prey.
You eat a purple fruit and go to a restroom to relieve yourself. The sewer is probably not working, it will be necessary to fix it or find an alternative. Washing your hands in a bowl of rainwater, you notice Mani waking up. She makes some inhuman sounds and takes a few moments to arrange herself into something presentable. She stumbles around briefly before noticing where you are. A smile appears on her face and she walks over, going right over the furniture and rubble strewn across the room. “Good morning.” She groggily says. If she had had hair you would imagine it being a tangled mess right now. You hold out a hand as she climbs over a broken shelf, but instead of taking it, she slides against you and kisses, taking your hand as an afterthought. Breaking the kiss, she smiles a feral grin and says: “How about we go for a meal?”
Mani is more than happy to let you ride her as she climbs down the side of the building. It is nice not having to go through the tribal shenanigans going on among the other survivors. The air is warm and a bit less moist than it was the other day, or perhaps you are getting used to it. Mani crawls through ruins and under things, rarely going over them. It is difficult following her path on two legs, but she insists it is the safe path. Given how nothing has eaten you yet, you have to concede she is probably right; especially considering there are flesh eating plants and other hungry things everywhere, she must be doing a good job guiding you.
You ask her why she has changed her mind – last night she insisted that eating and growing was a bad idea, but now she claims to be ravenous. She merely grins at you lustily, she claims she doesn’t know why, but her hunger is real and intense. You offer her a piece of fruit, and she eats it. Not by peeling it, but by putting her fangs into it and sucking it dry. When she notices your discomfort, or thinks she does, she apologizes and swallows the thing whole, her jaws and throat distending as the apple-sized fruit makes its way down. You ask her if she’s going to spin a web, but she chuckles and shakes her head. “I’m not like that, I can’t make webs. The only thing I can make is eggs. Oh, this is perfect.” Her eyes find something behind you, a large wet shape slumped against an orphaned stone wall. The two of you make your way over to the shape; you’re not quite sure what this is, or was, perhaps a fat earthworm or some other invertebrate. The creature is the size of a large van, and its fanged mouth makes you glad it’s dead. Mani excitedly crawls up to it.
“We’ll have to move quickly, other predators will be here soon!” Mani immediately sinks her fangs into it and starts sucking. An undulating motion goes through her mouth and throat, and along with the sound of liquid flowing it’s very clear she is effectively ‘drinking’ the creature’s innards. The spider woman begins moaning and grunting, sinking her clawed hands into the creature’s soft exterior, intensifying her sucking. You can see her abdomen begin to swell, rhythmically at first, but then steadily as the sucking becomes a constant flow of gurgling and sloshing, accompanied by inhuman grunts of pleasure and abandon. The spider woman’s legs begin to grow as well, expanding and lengthening while her abdomen inflates. As her size increases, so does her hunger, her grunts become bestial, her sucking now visibly deflating the dead creature, its mass being transferred to the rapidly growing spider creature sitting on top of it. Mani’s fangs expand, becoming powerful mandibles, the fleshy part under the hard fang tip visibly distending every time liquid is sucked through them. Everything about Mani that is spider swells and expands as she fills herself, including her mandibles which rapidly become too large to fit back into her mouth. A second pair of breasts forms under her existing one, and they all expand. Then another pair forms, and another. A second, smaller pair of fangs protrudes from her mouth, and embed themselves into the creature, letting her suck that much faster. Within minutes, the creature is reduced to what amounts to a large empty bag, the spider creature looming over it that much larger. The mandibles move and pull the flesh bag into Mani’s mouth, continuing to forcibly shove rolled-up flaccid flesh into the otherwise mostly-human mouth until it too has been entirely devoured. The spider woman pants, looking at you with feral lust in her eyes, her mouth parts still dirty with whatever it was that she just ate. She ponderously moves her huge body to face you, her distended abdomen dragging heavily over the jungle floor.
Ignoring her new size, she presses her human torso against yours, her rows of breasts pressing into you as she kisses you softly, resting her arms on your shoulders. Her two outermost mandibles are now almost the size of traffic cones, resting against the sides of your head, the two innermost ones are the size of several fingers held together. When she kisses, both her tongue and her inner mandibles make their way into your mouth, making the kiss a rather one-sided affair, though she is still gentle about it. Judging by the way her lower jaw moves, you suspect she can open her mouth a lot farther than you have seen so far…
“How about another go, love?” She says, the sound of her voice oddly melodious in your head. You glance at the enormous abdomen, how are you supposed to make love to that body? The thought melts as Mani caresses you with her human hands, and whispers things at you you don’t understand. She rolls over on her back, and you go to the back end of her abdomen. The slit is still in the same position, and has grown somewhat larger, though not nearly as much as the rest of her. You mount her as best you can and push yourself into her slit. Her moans and grunts and the tremors going through the bloated abdomen being her contribution to the event. You wonder if this is how insects mate, but this thought too melts. Once you have sufficiently ‘serviced’ her, she rights herself heavily, making deep thumping noises when she moves, and positions herself to kiss and caress you.

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