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The feather duster swept left and right along the top of the cabinet, sweeping away thick cobwebs and dust as Eliza cleaned. The 36 year old, curvaceous woman was quite gorgeous despite having a small layer of dust clinging to her. Day after day it seemed her new home would grow more and more dirty. large webs would appear overnight, draping over lamps and clinging to cabinets and each day she would have to dirty herself cleaning it. The woman lived alone in the large house. She had inherited it from her grandmother and it was still in good condition, but the constant sweeping and dusting was starting to wear on her.
"Uggggghhh... this is getting ridiculous." Eliza groaned to herself as she tossed aside the duster to a nearby coffee table and looked down at her grime and web covered clothing. "I THOUGHT the only reason it was so dirty at first was because no one's been living here, but I guess they 'FORGOT' to tell me about this stupid cobweb situation. I'll have to call an exterminator on Monday. see if there's anything they can do about this."
Eliza made her way to her bedroom, stripping her shirt off and tossing it into the hamper along with her pants, leaving the woman in only her black bra and panties. She made he way to the chest of drawers and opened them one by one, finding only a few pair of mismatched socks left. "Well that's just GREAT..." she sighed in frustration, slamming the drawer before she flopped back upon her bedsheets. her head turned to look at the massive pile of clothing nearly overflowing from the basket nearby. all this dusting had made her go through more clothes than she usually would, and now she had nothing to wear.
In frustration she got up from her bed and lifted the basket of laundry. "Better to get it done now than later." She said as she took the clothes down the hall to the basement door. She bent down, using her elbow to push at the door handle before nudging it open with her hip. the stairs to the basement were dark, and with her hands full Eliza couldn't grab the hanging light switch dangling from the bulb overhead. Slowly she stepped down, her toes finding purchase on the next step down before moving forward. Slowly, and cautiously she made her way downstairs, getting more confident with each step... until the inevitable happened.
Midway down Eliza's ankle caught on something causing her to stumble forward. She let out a loud yelp, letting go of the basket to grab hold of the railing and allowing the basket to tumble down the rest of the stairs, with a loud bang. Clothing scattered over the basement floor, being flung wide from the hamper as it rolled into the basement.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me! Can this day get any worse?!" Eliza growled, tempting fate once more as she continued down the stairs the rest of the way.
As she reached the bottom stair Eliza started to collect her clothing piece by piece and tossing it back into the hamper. Some of the clothing had found its way between the stairs, forcing her to kneel down and reach her arm deep into the recesses to retrieve them. Her arm sunk into the dark pit, reaching around for the sock when she felt something soft touch her palm.
"There you are" She said as she gripped tight and pulled back pulling her arm out of the hole only to find that she was clutching not a sock, but a massive bundle of web. the sticky, soft material was so thick in her hand that the woman could have sworn she was handling clothing. "EWWWW! GROSS!" She cried out, flinging her hand about in an attempt to throw off the sticky mesh, but it clung to her hand like glue. She reached into the hamper, puling out a shirt and wiping the web off on it before tossing the shirt away. A shiver ran down her spine as she looked at her hand. she was NOT about to reach in again. That sock was a lost cause.
After collecting the rest of her things, Eliza set the basket atop her drier and tossed in a load of laundry. after dumping in the detergent and starting it up she leaned herself back against the machine, letting the rocking and rolling press against the small of her back, allowing it to give her a makeshift massage. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back a moment letting her take in the feeling when a sudden clang of noise caught her attention. Her eyes shot open and darted over to the back of the basement. The far end of the basement was shrouded in darkness, only lit by what small amount of lighting came in through the small window in the top corner of the ceiling leading outside.
She stepped closer, peering into the dark but she couldn't see much... at first. Slowly her vision adjusted to the low light level and something strange was hanging near the back corner of the room. it was a large ball, around the size of a basketball, but it was white, and seemed to be... floating? Eliza thought she was seeing things at first, but the more she looked, the more the strange ball seemed to be bobbing up and down, suspended in midair as if levitating in place. She stepped forward, moving closer and closer, curiosity taking over.
As she stepped forward, her foot caught on something, and again, just as she had on the stairs, she stumbled forward. She braced herself, ready to hit the hard cement floor but found herself caught, her momentum arrested as she landed upon a net of strange, sticky threads.
Eliza looked around in a panicked frenzy as she tried to pull herself up, only to find herself stuck, her face and hair pressed into the wet, glue covered silk that held her aloft. She grunt aloud and called for help, her voice drowned out by the washing machine now rumbling at full speed. She kicked her legs and thrashed her arms, hoping that her strength would be enough to tear away whatever strange material had ensnared her, but it only managed to entangle her further, making escape more and more difficult. Her head lifted up looing back to the strange orb only to see that it wasn't in fact floating, but it too was surrounds in a mesh of these strange, sticky fibers. in fact the entire backside of the basement seemed to be shrouded in these nearly invisible threads, only made visible when Eliza had blundered into them and caused them to reflect small bits of sunlight.
The sticky trap stretched around her, the web creaking and moving without breaking as the helpless woman fought against it, quickly tiring herself out until she had no choice but to lean into it to rest. She began to pant, her body held up by the intricate weave as she laid there, listening to the sound of the washing machine in the background... along with something new... a strange hissing noise seemed to break through the noise, much closer to her than the machine...
Schlick, schlick, schlick... the wet, rhythmic hissing continued as Eliza turned to look down at her legs and saw something in the dark, a pair of long, thin legs flashed back and forth, puling along thread after thread of silk and winding it around her calves.
Eliza's heart sank in her chest, and fear began to well up once again as she turned to look behind her. What she saw terrified her. A massive spider, its long, spindly legs clinging to the web around it as it's long, banana shaped abdomen tucked beneath it, spraying forth thread after thread which the spider grabbed and pulled around Eliza' legs. its head was small, but Eliza could still see as its fangs rubbed together, small beads of venom dripping from them. She had been caught in its web, and that strange ball... it was an egg sac, filled with hundreds of small, developing spiderlings that could burst at any moment.
It only took a moment of realization before Eliza let out a piercing scream and began to kick her legs about, trying to throw off the creature, but found them to be bound together quite snuggly by the sticky silk wound around them.
The spider backed off momentarily, a thread still tethering it to the prey as it felt her struggles renew. She was going to be tougher to catch than it had first thought. The spider looked her over, pondering for a moment before it took aim at her backside. In a flash it ran up to her rear and sank its fangs into the soft, plump rear of the helpless woman, injecting its venom before quickly backing off.
The bite was fast, the quick pinch on her rear causing Eliza to jolt forward as she felt the creature nip her. "AHHHH!!! Get off me! Let me go you piece of... you..." Eliza felt a sudden clouding of her mind as the venom ran through her body, making her feel faint. She continued to struggle, but the fighting only allowed for the venom to run through her veins faster than before. Her head rolled side to side as her struggles slowed to small crawls. she looked around, her eyes still able to see, but her body refusing to respond to her commands as the spider crawled back in toward her and continued its work. the soft wet stretching of the silk continued as she felt it wrap and weave around her legs, pulling sheet after sheet over her form.
Eliza could only watch as the spider worked around her body, its long legs carefully treading around her form as it layered the silk over her legs. Eliza twitched every so often, but the venom kept her from moving far at all as the creature wrapped her up tight.
Her legs slowly turned opaque white as the silk grew thicker upon her form, the spider crawling higher and higher up her body despite the pitiful whimpers and pleading that left Eliza's lips. her hips were taken care of in a mater of minutes her entire lower body now trapped within the spider's silky cocoon. Before it moved on, the spider crept up and lassoed her arms, pulling them down and tucking them against her backside before it started to tie them in place, leaving her with no options of tearing free as it started to wrap and seal her torso within.
The silk tightened as it dried, conforming to her every curve as it sealed the helpless woman within the wrap. she could feel as it squeezed around her stomach, forming a sort of corset that bound her arms behind her back as the spider reached her breasts. The spider seemed to have a bit of trouble as it wrapped over her breasts, the sticky silk not wanting to adhere to her already silky bra and instead slipping above and below her breasts, wrapping around her shoulders and just beneath her busom, leaving her top exposed.
As the spider continued to weave and wrap around Eliza's body, the small dose of venom in her began to wear off leaving her dreary, but slowly able to move again. She twisted her form back and forth, causing the cocoon around her to creak as she attempted to break herself loose, but the spider had done its job well. the cocoon had completely restricted her movements, leaving her only able to wiggle her body in the most minute of ways.
"Please... Please just let me go." She whimpered to the spider, hoping beyond all hope that it would somehow show her mercy, but the spider just moved on, completely oblivious to her cries. It made its way up to her face, its abdomen sticking out as it wove a sheet of silk up and over her lips, wrapping back and forth, weaving a sticky silken gag around her lips.
Eliza felt as the silk tickled her face, letting out whimpers of fear as the gag wove tighter to her face, sticking to her mouth like tape, and even stuffing her mouth full with disgusting fibrous web. Her loudest cries slowly faded to the faintest of mewls as the spider gagged its helpless prey.
Eliza was trapped, caught up in the spider's web, and now wrapped tight within an inescapable cocoon, unable to call for help and with no one on the way to save her she shuddered at the thought of what was planned for her.
The spider continued its work, ensuring that the lovely young woman would be a fresh, tasty snack for its young. eventually leaving behind a fully wrapped silhouette of the sexy woman's body strung up near its eggs. It tethered her to its web, pulling her body taught between floor and ceiling and leaving its prey with no chance of escape.
Her senses taken from her, unable to see, hear, or speak, Eliza hung in her silken prison, the webs sometimes bulging as she wiggled or moved herself around in an attempt to get free, but it was useless. All she could do was sit there, awaiting her time as dinner.
She really should have called the exterminator sooner...
Another little something I drew up the other day. been really working on some sketchy spider stuff and I couldn't NOT post it here for everyone to enjoy, right? Also really wanted to have a lovely thicc damsel with plenty for the spider to snack on over time. hehehe. So here you are. I hope you enjoy the story and I would LOVE to hear your feedback in the comments. Favs are nice, but man, getting comments from you guys is like... some of my favorite things. Hope you all enjoy and there will certainly be more in the future.
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"Uggggghhh... this is getting ridiculous." Eliza groaned to herself as she tossed aside the duster to a nearby coffee table and looked down at her grime and web covered clothing. "I THOUGHT the only reason it was so dirty at first was because no one's been living here, but I guess they 'FORGOT' to tell me about this stupid cobweb situation. I'll have to call an exterminator on Monday. see if there's anything they can do about this."
Eliza made her way to her bedroom, stripping her shirt off and tossing it into the hamper along with her pants, leaving the woman in only her black bra and panties. She made he way to the chest of drawers and opened them one by one, finding only a few pair of mismatched socks left. "Well that's just GREAT..." she sighed in frustration, slamming the drawer before she flopped back upon her bedsheets. her head turned to look at the massive pile of clothing nearly overflowing from the basket nearby. all this dusting had made her go through more clothes than she usually would, and now she had nothing to wear.
In frustration she got up from her bed and lifted the basket of laundry. "Better to get it done now than later." She said as she took the clothes down the hall to the basement door. She bent down, using her elbow to push at the door handle before nudging it open with her hip. the stairs to the basement were dark, and with her hands full Eliza couldn't grab the hanging light switch dangling from the bulb overhead. Slowly she stepped down, her toes finding purchase on the next step down before moving forward. Slowly, and cautiously she made her way downstairs, getting more confident with each step... until the inevitable happened.
Midway down Eliza's ankle caught on something causing her to stumble forward. She let out a loud yelp, letting go of the basket to grab hold of the railing and allowing the basket to tumble down the rest of the stairs, with a loud bang. Clothing scattered over the basement floor, being flung wide from the hamper as it rolled into the basement.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me! Can this day get any worse?!" Eliza growled, tempting fate once more as she continued down the stairs the rest of the way.
As she reached the bottom stair Eliza started to collect her clothing piece by piece and tossing it back into the hamper. Some of the clothing had found its way between the stairs, forcing her to kneel down and reach her arm deep into the recesses to retrieve them. Her arm sunk into the dark pit, reaching around for the sock when she felt something soft touch her palm.
"There you are" She said as she gripped tight and pulled back pulling her arm out of the hole only to find that she was clutching not a sock, but a massive bundle of web. the sticky, soft material was so thick in her hand that the woman could have sworn she was handling clothing. "EWWWW! GROSS!" She cried out, flinging her hand about in an attempt to throw off the sticky mesh, but it clung to her hand like glue. She reached into the hamper, puling out a shirt and wiping the web off on it before tossing the shirt away. A shiver ran down her spine as she looked at her hand. she was NOT about to reach in again. That sock was a lost cause.
After collecting the rest of her things, Eliza set the basket atop her drier and tossed in a load of laundry. after dumping in the detergent and starting it up she leaned herself back against the machine, letting the rocking and rolling press against the small of her back, allowing it to give her a makeshift massage. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back a moment letting her take in the feeling when a sudden clang of noise caught her attention. Her eyes shot open and darted over to the back of the basement. The far end of the basement was shrouded in darkness, only lit by what small amount of lighting came in through the small window in the top corner of the ceiling leading outside.
She stepped closer, peering into the dark but she couldn't see much... at first. Slowly her vision adjusted to the low light level and something strange was hanging near the back corner of the room. it was a large ball, around the size of a basketball, but it was white, and seemed to be... floating? Eliza thought she was seeing things at first, but the more she looked, the more the strange ball seemed to be bobbing up and down, suspended in midair as if levitating in place. She stepped forward, moving closer and closer, curiosity taking over.
As she stepped forward, her foot caught on something, and again, just as she had on the stairs, she stumbled forward. She braced herself, ready to hit the hard cement floor but found herself caught, her momentum arrested as she landed upon a net of strange, sticky threads.
Eliza looked around in a panicked frenzy as she tried to pull herself up, only to find herself stuck, her face and hair pressed into the wet, glue covered silk that held her aloft. She grunt aloud and called for help, her voice drowned out by the washing machine now rumbling at full speed. She kicked her legs and thrashed her arms, hoping that her strength would be enough to tear away whatever strange material had ensnared her, but it only managed to entangle her further, making escape more and more difficult. Her head lifted up looing back to the strange orb only to see that it wasn't in fact floating, but it too was surrounds in a mesh of these strange, sticky fibers. in fact the entire backside of the basement seemed to be shrouded in these nearly invisible threads, only made visible when Eliza had blundered into them and caused them to reflect small bits of sunlight.
The sticky trap stretched around her, the web creaking and moving without breaking as the helpless woman fought against it, quickly tiring herself out until she had no choice but to lean into it to rest. She began to pant, her body held up by the intricate weave as she laid there, listening to the sound of the washing machine in the background... along with something new... a strange hissing noise seemed to break through the noise, much closer to her than the machine...
Schlick, schlick, schlick... the wet, rhythmic hissing continued as Eliza turned to look down at her legs and saw something in the dark, a pair of long, thin legs flashed back and forth, puling along thread after thread of silk and winding it around her calves.
Eliza's heart sank in her chest, and fear began to well up once again as she turned to look behind her. What she saw terrified her. A massive spider, its long, spindly legs clinging to the web around it as it's long, banana shaped abdomen tucked beneath it, spraying forth thread after thread which the spider grabbed and pulled around Eliza' legs. its head was small, but Eliza could still see as its fangs rubbed together, small beads of venom dripping from them. She had been caught in its web, and that strange ball... it was an egg sac, filled with hundreds of small, developing spiderlings that could burst at any moment.
It only took a moment of realization before Eliza let out a piercing scream and began to kick her legs about, trying to throw off the creature, but found them to be bound together quite snuggly by the sticky silk wound around them.
The spider backed off momentarily, a thread still tethering it to the prey as it felt her struggles renew. She was going to be tougher to catch than it had first thought. The spider looked her over, pondering for a moment before it took aim at her backside. In a flash it ran up to her rear and sank its fangs into the soft, plump rear of the helpless woman, injecting its venom before quickly backing off.
The bite was fast, the quick pinch on her rear causing Eliza to jolt forward as she felt the creature nip her. "AHHHH!!! Get off me! Let me go you piece of... you..." Eliza felt a sudden clouding of her mind as the venom ran through her body, making her feel faint. She continued to struggle, but the fighting only allowed for the venom to run through her veins faster than before. Her head rolled side to side as her struggles slowed to small crawls. she looked around, her eyes still able to see, but her body refusing to respond to her commands as the spider crawled back in toward her and continued its work. the soft wet stretching of the silk continued as she felt it wrap and weave around her legs, pulling sheet after sheet over her form.
Eliza could only watch as the spider worked around her body, its long legs carefully treading around her form as it layered the silk over her legs. Eliza twitched every so often, but the venom kept her from moving far at all as the creature wrapped her up tight.
Her legs slowly turned opaque white as the silk grew thicker upon her form, the spider crawling higher and higher up her body despite the pitiful whimpers and pleading that left Eliza's lips. her hips were taken care of in a mater of minutes her entire lower body now trapped within the spider's silky cocoon. Before it moved on, the spider crept up and lassoed her arms, pulling them down and tucking them against her backside before it started to tie them in place, leaving her with no options of tearing free as it started to wrap and seal her torso within.
The silk tightened as it dried, conforming to her every curve as it sealed the helpless woman within the wrap. she could feel as it squeezed around her stomach, forming a sort of corset that bound her arms behind her back as the spider reached her breasts. The spider seemed to have a bit of trouble as it wrapped over her breasts, the sticky silk not wanting to adhere to her already silky bra and instead slipping above and below her breasts, wrapping around her shoulders and just beneath her busom, leaving her top exposed.
As the spider continued to weave and wrap around Eliza's body, the small dose of venom in her began to wear off leaving her dreary, but slowly able to move again. She twisted her form back and forth, causing the cocoon around her to creak as she attempted to break herself loose, but the spider had done its job well. the cocoon had completely restricted her movements, leaving her only able to wiggle her body in the most minute of ways.
"Please... Please just let me go." She whimpered to the spider, hoping beyond all hope that it would somehow show her mercy, but the spider just moved on, completely oblivious to her cries. It made its way up to her face, its abdomen sticking out as it wove a sheet of silk up and over her lips, wrapping back and forth, weaving a sticky silken gag around her lips.
Eliza felt as the silk tickled her face, letting out whimpers of fear as the gag wove tighter to her face, sticking to her mouth like tape, and even stuffing her mouth full with disgusting fibrous web. Her loudest cries slowly faded to the faintest of mewls as the spider gagged its helpless prey.
Eliza was trapped, caught up in the spider's web, and now wrapped tight within an inescapable cocoon, unable to call for help and with no one on the way to save her she shuddered at the thought of what was planned for her.
The spider continued its work, ensuring that the lovely young woman would be a fresh, tasty snack for its young. eventually leaving behind a fully wrapped silhouette of the sexy woman's body strung up near its eggs. It tethered her to its web, pulling her body taught between floor and ceiling and leaving its prey with no chance of escape.
Her senses taken from her, unable to see, hear, or speak, Eliza hung in her silken prison, the webs sometimes bulging as she wiggled or moved herself around in an attempt to get free, but it was useless. All she could do was sit there, awaiting her time as dinner.
She really should have called the exterminator sooner...
Another little something I drew up the other day. been really working on some sketchy spider stuff and I couldn't NOT post it here for everyone to enjoy, right? Also really wanted to have a lovely thicc damsel with plenty for the spider to snack on over time. hehehe. So here you are. I hope you enjoy the story and I would LOVE to hear your feedback in the comments. Favs are nice, but man, getting comments from you guys is like... some of my favorite things. Hope you all enjoy and there will certainly be more in the future.
If you enjoy my content and would like to Support me further, consider joining my Subscribestar:
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