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It took Arcee time to learn how to fly. Her new wings, pink, delicate like cellophane were enough to lift her new techno-organic form off the ground and after a day of trying, she managed flight. She found that she loved it.
Now it was a struggle to focus while flying, head addled with a hot haze that sent her careening back to the ground. Arcee could barely get herself off the ground anymore, and now that it was getting dark she was far more nervous.
She was so vulnerable.
Slivers of silver shone in the rising moonlight. Arcee rolled onto her side, wings shivering. “Are you okay?” whispered a voice. Looking over her shoulder, Arcee found she was face-to-face with Blackarachnia.
Arcee rolled onto her chest, wigs beating fruitlessly to get her off the ground while her hands grabbed fistfuls of grass to pull herself away.
“You don’t need to do that.” Blackarachnia said. “Lie still.”
Arcee wished lying still didn’t sound so tempting. She rolled onto her back, chest heaving. “Leave me be.”
“I don’t think so.” Blackarachnia said, dangling upside-down. “What happened to you?”
“I… don’t know.” Arcee said, slowly. “I imagine the same thing that’s happened to you?” she asked, an arched brow that hinted that Arcee was aware of Blackarachnia’s state of being.
Blackarachnia squinted. “I know what’s happening to you right now.” She said. “I saw your attempts at flying, I could see your face.”
“And just what was my failures and face telling you?”
“That you’re in heat.”
Arcee hummed. The process wasn’t something she was familiar with. “Explain it to me.”
Blackarachnia lowered herself, until her lips nearly touched Arcee’s. “You want something inside of you. Eventually, you won’t be picky. I’d hate for you to make a choice you’d regret.”
“I didn’t know you cared about me.” Arcee said flatly.
“Only because you’re like me.” Blackarachnia said, before she pressed her lips to Arcee’s, tongue prodding gently.
Arcee felt herself slip, kissing her back with no willpower in her to even think about stopping. Her body relaxed, but the heat inside her grew hotter.
“Mmm…” Arcee’s optics shut and she felt a hand push on her inner thighs, gently easing her legs apart. She couldn’t think twice about how Blackarachnia settled herself between her, hooking Arcee’s legs over her hips.
Blackarachnia broke the kiss. “I have something that will help you. You taking it will help me. You got that?”
“Mmmhmm.” Arcee said, hazy and dazed. She relaxed into the ground, shivering with excitement. Too hit to think too much about what was happening.
All she could focus on was how warm she was and how every touch from the spider felt so good.
Blackarachnia smiled, tips of her sharp fangs showing as she pulled Arcee by the arm to stand up. Arcee made noises of protests, whines and even a huff but Blackarachia pulled her along.
“We’re exposed out here.” She said. “I know somewhere more comfortable for our needs.”
Before long, Arcee found herself following Blackarachnia into a cave. Being so warm, the cold air made her armor feel tight.
“Lay down here.” Blackarachia said, warm and inviting and she herself laid on the bed of silk. She pat next to her, and Arcee crawled to lay next to her. With a sharp hand on her pink hip, she was rolled onto her back, with Blackarachnia looming above her again. “Comfortable?”
“Yeah.” Arcee said, drawing the word out and smiling. Blackarachnia leaned in, pressing her lips to Arcee’s neck, her chest, her stomach and she could feel the pink butterfly grow incredibly hot.
Blackarachnia couldn’t help smiling when Arcee reacted to her kissing her hip. Arcee’s first moan came when Blackarachnia kissed the seam going up her thigh. “I’ll give you something to make noise over.”
She bit into the pink metal, fangs piercing her inner thigh close to the joint. Blackarachnia felt Arcee’s legs close around her head and heard a louder moan that echoed in the cave.
Blackarachnia let go, and moved to be face to face with Arcee, licking her lips.
“What was that?” Arcee asked, smiling and rolling her hips.
“Just a little something,” Blackarachnia answered, palming Arcee’s array. “to make you a little more relaxed. I think you’ll need it.”
Arcee cooed from the touch, armor pulled apart to reveal her valve. Hot, wet and sensitive, Blackarachnia brushed the folds with her fingertips and Arcee panted hard. “Please…”
“Soon.” Blackarachnia said. Her spark pulsed hard, enjoying the sight of this cute pink butterfly, squirming and needy. “I won’t keep you waiting for too long.”
Arcee gasped, feeling Blackarachnia’s tongue press into her valve. Gentle licks sent chills up Arcee’s spine, twitching from the sensation, completely new to her in this form.
“Ah! Ahh…” she panted, slow and deep. “O-oh…”
Blackarchnia felt thighs press to her cheeks, and that was when she knew she had found Arcee’s node. Engorged, organic, but sensitive and so cute, hot pink and crowning her valve, Blackarachnia flicked it with the tip of her tongue. She had to hold Arcee’s thighs down, she was rolling her hips and flinching, moaning and gasping the whole time.
It was when Blackarachnia hummed, sending vibrations into Arcee that she couldn’t handle. She yelled, bucked hard and let out noisy, echoing noises.
“You sure enjoyed that.” Blackarachnia laughed.
Arcee smiled and nodded, hips wiggling. “Put something inside me. It’s tight and it hurts and you said getting something inside me would help.”
“Impatient.” Blackarachnia said, lifting Arcee’s legs again. “I know, it aches. I’ll fix that.”
All Arcee heard was a quiet shk before something hit and sticky pressed against her valve. “Is… that your spike?”
“It’s not a spike.” Blackarachnia said, pushing tip inside.
Arcee tried to ask for more information, but the feeling of something inside her, hot and touching deep changed her words to formless noises. Her hands held into Blackarachnia’s arms, hips wriggling, wanting more of whatever was inside her.
Grunting, she pushed in deep into that hot valve. Blackarachnia felt weight shift in her body, sinking uncomfortably heavy and low in her belly. Arcee’s breath hitched when she felt something big pressed against the outside of her valve. “wh… issat?”
“Shh.” Blackarachnia put a finger to her butterfly’s lips. “We’ll both feel better soon. Just relax, and let my eggs inside.”
After some hips rocking, quiet shushes and the spider reaching between them both to rub Arcee’s node, the first egg slipped inside, making the valve suddenly very, very full. Arcee let out a loud whine. Her valve was packed, and another egg was prodding at her folds. “O-oh oh my… Mmmh…”
Blackarachnia breathed hard but evenly, feeling egg after egg descend. As each pushed into Arcee’s valve, she could feel the first going deeper, deeper, she could feel it where she had never felt anything before in her life. Then suddenly, all the tightness stopped, replaced with a weight deep in Arcee’s slim tummy.
A third egg pressed against her.
Egg after egg pushed into her slick valve, pushing the egg ahead of it deeper.
“Aaahhn…” Arcee’s head lolled back, optics shut. “Mmhgh…” Uncomfortable and heavy, the pleasure she felt was worth it, stretching her valve and filling her how she realized she desperately needed.
The eggs came slower and slower, leaving both techno-organics a huffing and sticky mess. Arcee barely registered Blackarachnia pulling out of her valve. She could feel the bed shift, and when she finally opened her optics, the purple spider was laying next to her.
“Feeling better?” she asked. Arcee nodded. “Good. Me too.”
“Did you feel the same way?” Arcee asked in a whisper.
“No,” she answered. “I have before, just that wasn’t my problem tonight.”
“…What was your problem?” Arcee asked. Without a word, Blackarachnia grabbed her wrist and put her hand on her own stomach. Her stomach that had a very noticeable new bulge to it.
Arcee, shocked at the shape, sat up to watch Blackarachnia moving her pink hand to rub her own tummy while she sat there, staring.
“I had to lay them.” Blackarachnia said, looking at Arcee’s belly too, her hand on top of Arcee’s and now pressing her palm to her curve. “You needed something inside you, and last time I laid eggs without… help… it was not something I wanted to repeat.”
Arcee pulled her hand off herself, now sitting up and her belly touched her thighs. “This is… weird.”
“If it helps, there’s nothing in them.” Blackarachnia said. “They won’t hatch. You’ll lay them in a few days, after you recuperate from tonight.”
“Why lay them at all?”
“I was getting fat.” Blackarachnia said. “I was too heavy to be as quiet and stealthy as I prefer to be. I was slow, and that makes me nervous. I can’t spend time heavy with eggs.”
“I’m barely used to this… body.” Arcee said, nervously. “I could barely fly before this, there is no way I can fly now.”
Blackarachnia leaned in and kissed Arcee. “You’re not going to. You’re going to stay here, where it’s safe for… beings like us.”
Quiet and surprised by the kiss, Blackarachnia pulled Arcee into a hug, planting more kisses on her neck and managing to pull a few giggles from Arcee, her pink wings fluttering.
“I guess I could stay.” She said. “It does seem quite safe, here. It’d be nice to not be alone.”
“Mmhm.” Blackarachnia hummed. “…Mind if I..?” Arcee looked to see her pointing at her round tummy.
“O-oh. Sure, go ahead.” She said. Arcee watched Blackarachnia touch her gingerly, gently sweeping her hand across her stuffed belly. She couldn’t help herself. Arcee put her hand on top of Blackarachnia’s, and the spider stopped immediately. “…Do you wish they would hatch?”
“A little bit.” She answered, her head resting on Arcee’s shoulder. “You spend time carrying them around, you get a little attached.”
Arcee hummed in thought, as her hand went back to making slow circles. “Will this happen to you again?”
Blackarachnia nodded. “And if I can’t find you, I’ll be in for a rough time.”
“What if… I was okay with the idea of doing this again?” Arcee almost couldn’t be believe what she just offered. She practically handed her body to the spider on a silver platter. Her body was gross, part organic and capable of such alien things.
But at least someone liked it.
“Well,” Blackarachnia said in a sultry tone, hooking a finger under Arcee’s chin. “you’ll just have to stay close by. Are you willing to do that?”
“Yes.” Arcee answered quickly, smiling. She could feel herself growing warm. Her wings fluttered.
“And what… if I want my eggs to hatch?” she rubbed Arcee’s gravid belly with a little more pressure. “What if I find someone who can give me a viable clutch? Would you carry them?”
“I want to.” Arcee said. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling her valve get hot. “I’ll do it.”
Blackarachnia gave a sharp grin. “You’re still in heat but I appreciate your enthusiasm.” She reached between Arcee’s thighs, pushing her fingers into her valve. “I’ll ask you again when you’re more levelheaded.”
“Mmh, I want to…” Arcee rolled her hips, trying to get those purple fingers deeper.
“Let’s get you more levelheaded.”