Step into my Parlour

The man squirmed vainly against his sticky shackles; thick, gooey fibres which he couldn't even begin to tear. The white ropes, barely illuminated in the faint sunlight pouring in from above, stuck to his arms and legs like magnets, and ensured that he remained high above the distant ground. He had tumbled in through a covered hole in a cave before his fall was broken by the elastic threads; thankfully he was upright. This sudden turn of events had he adventurer shocked and terrified, not just the fear of heights, but he sensed what could only be described as evil within this room. "P-please! Help!" he yelled despite his premonition. His puny voice expanded to fill the apparently voluminous chamber, and his echoing words tickled at the ropes he was stuck in.

Instead of a helpful voice responding, a much more ominous sight presented itself: eight orbs of red light peering from directly ahead of him, bloody lanterns hovering malevolently. He was caught totally off guard by this, even more so when the orbs deformed from a generally round shape into what could only be called a squint. The web he was caught in rumbled and quivered as whatever the lamps were fastened to approached, rhythmic grumbling currents filling the chamber. He winced as those eight orbs, the two biggest now clearly as sizeable as wagon wheels, revealed themselves to be in fact eyes, and on a face that appeared to be somewhat human no less.

The clearly feminine visage was inflicted with an eerie pallor, a shade matched by its hair, and it disturbed him also as much as the additional three pairs of monochromatic eyes did; although both seemed relatively minor compared to the fact that the face was approximately three times his height. His chest heaved in fear, being suddenly overwhelmed by the leering face of a giantess.

Her contrasting deep purple lips lifted at the edges, exposing a set of incisors far lengthier than normal, even at relative size. She smirked, blowing a deathly humid torrent of air onto the diminutive man. "Oh my, a human?" she jeered. Her voice was uncomfortably loud, especially in this resonant chamber; but she didn't break stride, even after clearly hurting him from the sheer volume. "It's been such a long time since I've had one... Which is such a shame, you little darlings are delicious as you are cute."

He was gobsmacked, firstly from the simply uncanny appearance and from her words; he couldn't take her mystifying voice any longer and cried out, "What are you?!"

She tilted her eyebrow smugly, grinning wide and exposing those same fangs. She pulled her field of vision consuming face back, allowing him to get a better view of her entire body now his eyes were better adjusted to the dark. Leading down from her elegant neck was a rather large, relatively and objectively, pair of breasts that were as pale as the rest of her, complete with ghostly white nipples, and a tight, firm stomach with a navel right in the centre further down. Below that is where her lack of humanity was apparent; instead of legs she had a dark purple, almost black, chitinous mass. It grew behind her back, expanding into a plump black abdomen the size of a small castle, and on each flank four slender, jointed, legs spread out to consume the cavern.

He connected the dots and recognised this half-spider half-woman abomination for what it was, and his stomach churned in fear. She smiled again, and extended one of those obsidian legs towards him to rest on the wall behind, leaving her towering above his entrapped form like a thundercloud. "Welcome to my parlour."

He jostled his sticky cage with renewed vigour, his mind reeling from her dramatic reveal. She again consumed his vision with her imposing red eyes, peering deep within him and chilling him to the core. She opened her mouth wide and barred her teeth, fangs and all... he noticed a thick fluid dribbling from her pointed teeth, a venom which she licked up with her tongue like honey. "Usually, this keeps my prey nice and docile. But~ I always prefer it when humans are nice and aware. Fortunately, it has a different effect on you darlings than other morsels." With one of her arachnid limbs she effortlessly and clumsily tore off his clothes, leaving him dressed in only rags and with a rather nasty graze. She again applied more of the venom to her tongue and smiled, opening her maw.

Her spongy muscle hit his ankles, and the saliva, mixed with the venom, caught itself on his legs. It tingled, not painfully, but somewhat like a cool breeze of air; something he was desperately missing with the constant torrent of humid gale conjured from her lungs. As she drew her pulsating muscle up along the length of his body her plump purple lips tickled him, distracting him from the titillation her strange fluid was delivering across his body. When her tongue departed with a final muss of his hair she withdrew it back into her intimidating maw and swallowed; enjoying his taste.

The entrapped entree shivered after his invasion... and with dread realised where the tingling was strongest.

"Aww~ you like me, how cute."

"N-no!" He was mortified, whatever she was secreting was more potent than any aphrodisiac he had ever tried. "You bitch! Let me go!" he rattled his chains. His response was a thick strand of silk in his mouth, gagging him and keeping him silent.

"Now~" again she opened her mouth, only to angle her head and attack his midsection like meat on the bone. He was panicked, his face was pressed cruelly into her pale cheek, rubbing back and forth as she moved her mouth, almost as tall as him, up and down while marinating him in more saliva and more venom. It was not long before all the stimulation from the tongue and her ominous breathing brought him to climax. He grunted from behind the gag, feeling deeply violated.

"Mmmm... human boys are so easy. Eight limbs and you don't even need one to get you off."

He panted, recuperating from his ordeal, only to be interrupted by more of the fluid dribbling onto him from her tongue. In the matter of seconds he was hard, and her imposing mouth was again pressed to his lower half.

"Not until you're empty," she bluntly informed between pumps.

For the next hour she continued to suck him dry, over and over he spilled his ever diminishing seed onto her tongue. She seemed to enjoy the taste, but more than that the sight of a tiny human continually drained was hilarious. Finally, when he failed to produce even a sinlge drop of semen, she was satisfied her treat was properly desiccated.

"Mmm~ Thanks for the starter, but now it's time for the main course."

He began writhing again, vainly of course, until she unceremoniously yanked him off, and he found the atrophy in his muscles was too great. She pulled a strand from all the way at the back of her abdomen, twirling the thread around him to wrap him up neatly; she added a bow for decoration.

"Well, you've been simply divine, but it's time for our fun to end. I hope plenty more of your little friends come down, and soon."

She plucked a strand from the bow and held it between her fingers, dangling the cocooned human. She offered a final smirk to reassure him, and held him over her mouth. With his last ounces of energy he felt fear, deep within him, the sense of 'the end'. But that was replaced with a brief flash of white, then purple, then white again, before an all consuming sea of wet, pinkish red, and finally darkness. Her tongue made quick work of the remnants of his strength, until he was a vacant bag of faintly breathing human. The moisture laid on by her muscle loosened his strands, not that it did him any good in his borderline paralysis.

The gigantic woman swallowed, feeling the morsel slide down her throat and squeeze him with its muscular contractions. He was now in a smaller cave, totally dark and wrinkled, filled with a venomous smell that made him shudder. The corrosive note in the air began to grow, and he realised he was not long for this world. He'd meet his end in the shuddering, gurgling belly of this inhuman giantess, a quick snack.

She simply rubbed her pale belly and smiled. "Mmm~... You were even tastier than my husband."