Eight legged descent 40
Added 2024-08-01 07:18:16 +0000 UTCThe spider's fangs remained clamped onto her torso, holding firmly around her arched midriff. The pressure causing her belly to extend, stretching the soft flesh around her navel even further. Each twitch of the tongue sent a new jolt of sensation through her, and she found herself gritting her teeth to hold back another moan. The creature seemed to revel in her discomfort, its eyes never leaving hers, as if it enjoyed watching the fear and arousal play out across her features. Lara's stomach muscles quivered, the tension in her abdomen increasing with every movement of the tongue.
With a deep breath, she forced herself to look down, her gaze slipping over the swell of her breasts. Gravity had pushed them up and out, the fabric of her shirt straining against the firm mounds of flesh. Her nipples were hard, poking through her shirt like tiny, sensitive peaks. She could feel the weight of them, the way they swayed slightly with every breath she took. It was a perverse beauty that she never wanted to see, yet here it was, laid proud before her.
