Viktoria's Secret #14

Woman: Erieye
Spider: Wikimedia: Author: Jansen Kaluska
Balcony: Neverfading
Cityscape: Schon

It was just about that time of month again.  Viktoria was getting increasingly upset.  This couldn't go on forever could it?  All because she'd dumped a boy.  He'd had at least four girlfriends since then but she was still being punished for dumping him once.  Bloody old witch!!

Tim arrived, as usual, to help in any way he could.  She was really starting to love him.  Love him a lot!  She'd told him so but he was a bit slower to commit.  She couldn't really blame him.  After all, who knew what she'd become the next (oh sorry: this!) time.  One of these days she'd become something really dangerous and hurt him or worse.

They sat on the couch watching favourite video streams and waiting for the change to start.  This one started earlier than some had at around 9PM.  She noticed that her stomach and hip skin was turning yellow and getting hard.  It didn't take long before it was as hard as a stone and shiny.  It soon covered her from waist to the tips of her toes.  As each joint was encased in the strange yellow material, she lost feeling in it and was unable to lose it.  Tim made way on the couch so she could lie down.  All they could do is wait, of course.  Nothing would speed it up or slow it down.

Once she was hard from waist to toes, other changes began.  Her hips started to swell until they were considerably larger than Viktoria had ever let them get.  It was just too much.  Some kind of strange fat hard ... whatever.  The rest of her legs also grew enormous until she was basically stuck at right angles to a large ball with another one stuck on behind.  What the hell was she becoming?  Tim, after the last transformation, had given up entirely on guessing.  He did his best to prop her up on the couch and keep her comfortable.

Once the abdomen had stopped growing there was a brief pause before the next set of changes began.  four pairs of bulges along the side of her shiny thorax and two more pairs up front.  The eight at the sides grew out over the space of an hour, gaining in thickness and developing several joints.  A spider this time, she sighed to herself.  Feeling empathy for her, Tim moved a chair over and massaged her neck.  It felt good but she didn't want to change any more and wished it would stop.

While the four pairs of spider legs were developing, the two pairs at the front grew out, too.  Not anywhere near as large but they were decidedly different than anything she'd thought spiders had down there.  One was a pair of fairly dextrous pedipalps.  She half-heartedly amused herself moving them about in all directions but changing into a spider woman was definitely not on her list of things to do this evening.  The remaining pair ended in a pair of vicious looking fangs: shiny and black. These could move a little from side to side but mostly they moved up and down.  She knew exactly what they were and hoped it didn't end poorly as she became more spider and less human.

Just after midnight, Viktoria began to feel odd.  A strange compulsion was washing over her.  There was something she had to do -- something essential.  She didn't know what it was.  For a while, she diverted the compulsion by learning to move about on all eight legs, to shoot or pull silk strands from her spinnerets and to try to lift things with her pedipalps.   Less than half an hour later, she couldn't stay still any longer

"What's the matter?" asked Tim.
"I have to -- to do -- something," Viktoria ended lamely.
"What kind of something?"
"I have no idea."
"Oh."

A few minutes later, she was drawn towards the balcony door.  Try as he might, Tim couldn't keep her going outside.  She lifted him aside and squeezed through the balcony door.  Once out there, sanity reasserted.  What was she doing out her?  She could be seen!  She was just about to go back inside, when the compulsion struck harder than before.  She knew what she needed to do.  She needed to mate and lay eggs.

"Tim," she began quietly.   "I -- um -- I need sex."
"Need?" he seemed puzzled.  They'd enjoyed intimate times on her bed and his over the past months and both had enjoyed the experience immensely.
"Need.  It is the time.  I need to mate."
"Mate?" asked Tim confused.
"Eggs.  Mate. Young," then she caught herself.  "What am I saying?"
"Could the spider part be driving?"
"But I can't mate.  Spider females eat their mates."
"Not all of them.  Most males get away.  You aren't a spider."
"Enough of one," she complained.  " I need to find --"
"I'm here."
"But I could kill you!"
"You won't.  We love each other."
"But I ..."
"Where would you go?  Up the wall?  Attack some stranger?  Just think how that would play out online?"
"But I won't risk you."
"You won't.  You and I will be careful."
"Are you sure?" she asked looking at the wall, a small strand of silk leaking from her spinnerets.
"I'm positive."

She allowed herself to be led back inside.  It was then she realized she was way too big to get into the bedroom.  Tim noticed her looking at the hall and the bedroom door.  He just smiled and began to undress.  The more he uncovered the more agitated she became.  She paced backward and forward, always keeping herself facing him.  Soon she could take it no longer and she help him take off his underclothes with her spider legs.

"Now what?  Where do spiders, you know, keep their ..."
"I have no idea!" shrieked Viktoria.

Tim stroked her side and slide in underneath her.  She was drumming the floor in her excitement.  Tim could find nothing that looked even remotely like a sexual opening.  Viktoria finally could take no more.  Rearing back on her legs, she advanced on him, knocking him onto his back.  Her fangs spread menacingly to the side.  It was then he noticed something that they'd both missed.

"Viktoria," he said reaching out to touch her between the fangs.  "I think I've found where."

Viktoria merely moaned and drove herself onto him, stroking him with the sides of her fangs and with her pedipalps.  She soon had him responding and proceeded to take charge from there.  Hours later and several powerful orgasms later, both Viktoria and Tim collapsed to the floor exhausted.  A strange keening sound was in the air.  It sounded like something in pain a long distance away.

"I wonder what that was," Viktoria panted.
"Nothing I've ever heard before," responded an equally winded Tim.  "Do you still need to lay eggs?"
"Eggs?" Viktoria was puzzled.  

Despite the urge to lay eggs, now that she had been sated, the spider body's urge to take it to the next step was simply not there.  Around 4AM, Viktoria felt the beginnings of her transformation back begin.  'About time' was all she could think before falling asleep beside Tim.  They awoke next morning, stiff, cold but in each others arms.

"I love you, Viktoria," whispered Tim.

For the second time, the keening sound, louder this time, sounded again.  It was definitely something in pain, but neither could find out who or what it was.