Night Glider could taste the bitter flavour of bile on the tip of her trembling tongue….

The bat pony whimpering as her battered body jostled about under the grinding gyrations of her hairy attacker. Her tragic tones of terror interspersed between grunts and winces, as impaling thrust rubbed away at her carnal cavity’s resistance like a rough tide on a sandy shore. The mare whining in desperation as she was forced to experience the insidious invertebrate’s raid her reproductive tract with an invasive impregnation. Night’s belly gradually swelling as the spider spilt its clammy clutch, engorging her violated womb with a seemingly endless supply of eggs.

The beast’s brood just kept coming, forcing Night’s body to stretch to accommodate each gooey globule of gametes. The creature not slowing for a second as it forced itself upon the equine with a primal drive, that only seemed to intensify with each egg squeezed into the mare’s shuddering snatch. The tight tunnel trembling in cramping tingles, as Night’s vexed vagina was involuntarily compelled to expand in a series of rhythmic contractions. Each tooth gritting spasm charting the path of each egg sack as it slithered up the sexual slipway at an oozing pace until it joined its ilk cramming the cooch carton.

The copious amounts of caviar pumped into the mare misshaping her midriff spectacularly, as her barrel bloated painfully to accept every last dollop of spherical seed. The mare mewling meekly, but with her overinflated uterus pushing on the bottom of her lungs the best she could do was let out a slurred murmur as her calls for help gagged in her retching throat. The mare having difficulty breathing, each gasp shorter than the last, as her aching reproductive tract ballooned almost comically to house the spider’s surging spawn.

Night feeling as though her guts were contorting as another gush of intestinal ichor splashed onto her tongue in a horrendous hack. The tart taste trickling up her throat in a sickly stream as the mare’s stomach was scrunched against her sternum with a steady squeeze. The internal organs trying their best to fit in the increasingly cramped conditions, but pinned between sturdy bones, the persistent pressure simply began juicing the sour secretion from her stomach like someone throttling a damp sponge. The exacerbated equine trying her best to pull away, but with her limbs restrained by strong shackles of silk she was unable to do anything more than wriggle upon its girth as it speared her with its throbbing ovipositor.

The stuffed sensation seething within her taut tummy unbearable as the mare could only jibber in response to her body being slowly stuffed with an easter basket worth of oily ovum. The 8-legged freak remorseless in its actions, as it simply rutted its quarry with reckless abandon, as carnal compulsion guided its savage shagging. Night cringing in agony as she felt part of her loins tear,

periodically Night cringed in agony as she felt a part of her loins tear, as the aggressive arachnid made the pony more pliable to its penetration. The creature undaunted by its lack of coital compatibility, and it simply continued as it knew full well the mare was malleable and with enough rough handling, she could be made to fit its spearing shaft with a perfect sheathing seal. The stabbing stimuli as though the beast was balls deep in her heart, leaving Night’s body cavity to convulse over its length like a shivering sock. The mare just wanting this to end, as her body bowed and buckled under the sheer bulk of the animal reaving her marehood with its nasty knob. The fertile flow simply continuing if she liked it or not, and at this rate, the pony was bordering on popping as she was overloaded with fresh zygotes. She just had to hand on and wait out the sexual storm, as the mare had the sense to know the endless stream of eggs would inevitably end, and at that perilous point, she would have the fun in finding out if her one-sided lover wanted to eat her too….


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Night Glider has fallen into the clawed clutches of a wasp spider. Unfortunately for the bat pony, it seems the big beastie was also quite horny, so she will have to endure a fresh filling of its eggs...


A short little lemon to go with a picture done by Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water )

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