Everyday Life with a Humanboi (Bonus Chapter 1)

"How does it feel?" The arachne girl asked with a slightly seductive tone. The customer turned his equine hips side to side as the fabric softly fluttered at the skirted part. Flexing his thin, feminine arms he rotated his humanoid upper limbs, then sighed in his indistinguishably girlish voice happily.

"It feels so light," he giggled, the arachne secretly licking her lips. "Yet it's so soft and flexible. It really is like wearing nothing at all!" He twirled his horse half about with a gleeful smile.

The tailor was doing everything in her power to resist pouncing the trappy centaur. She'd never met one of these 'geldings' before but had heard rumors about how cute and girlish they tended to be. But this one proved to be a rare gem. Not only was he sweet and adorable, but he had embraced his feminine side and had ordered a custom-fitted fantasy dress for a masquerade of some sort the local centaur community was having in a month. And from what he had confided in her, his condition was from a rare genetic disorder that left him without the ability to produce or respond to the empowering hormone typical of his gender. To the spider girl, that made him more appetizing than she could imagine.

Kumoko's pedipalps fidgeted as her loins warmed. She was so engrossed in eye-humping this specimen before her that it took a poke up into her spinnerette opening from her boss to snap her back to reality.

As her body twitched in surprise, the spider woman turned her head and humanoid upper body to the side to throw daggers from her six lavender eyes at the much smaller male arachne who did not even flinch as he wagged his chitinous finger at her before walking back to the store counter.

Suppressing a hiss, Kumoko faced her commissioner with a forced but believable smile. The poor gelding was surprised and had grown a little pale looking at the arachne girl.

"If all is satisfactory, si- I mean, ma'am," Kumoko held out her exoskeletal, clawed hand. "All that remains is the payment."

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"Have a lovely time at the ball, and be sure to tell your friends and family about us!" The spider girl waved goodbye to the girlish centaur boy who trotted off with a slight prance in his steps.

Kumoko re-entered the shop and sighed heavily, her E-cup breasts bouncing. Running her clawed hands delicately through her bright blue hair she wiggled a little as her pedipalps rubbed together.

"KYA! Those geldings are so CUTE~!" She squealed in girlish delight. Rubbing her shoulders where her unique top hung from she began panting, caressing her soft breasts. "Oooh, I'd love to tweak his nipples, rubbing his pecks as I nibble on those ears and-"

The arachne's fantasy was cut short by a splash of ice water up onto her crotch from below, eliciting a squeak of shock as she recoiled, shuddering as her grasping legs shivered.

"There, that should calm you for a little bit," a squeaky, annoyed voice replied from below. "Seriously, you need to control yourself better, Kumoko. You could have scared him off all together with that rape-stare of yours.

Her sharp teeth gritting as she hissed loudly in rage, the arachne glared maliciously at tiny male arachne boy that was only two feet tall. His hair was a dull blondish-brown that matched his equally uninteresting spider body. Despite his diminutive form and childish features, the arachne boy was pushing 30.

"Dammit, nii-chan!" Kumoko sputtered. "Mind your own damn business and stop treating me like a kid!"

"You ARE a kid," the young-looking male spider boy scowled. "You only just graduated high school last year, and more importantly, THIS IS MY BUSINESS!" He roared in his childish voice. "WHO was the one that begged for a job because she failed every college exam and had no place to go?"

"M-Me..." Kumoko grumbled as she looked to the side.

"Exactly. And WHO was generous enough to give you a place to live without rent and only needing to pay utilities?"

"Y-You, nii-chan..." the younger sister sighed in regret.

"EXACTLY. You might be my little sister, but don't EVER forget that this shop is MINE and that you are MY employee only because you promised to help drive up sales with your seamstress skills in custom outfits." Taking a deep breath, the brother then added, "But I must give you credit, sales have been substantially higher ever since you started making outfits and costumes. For that I thank you from the bottoms of my hearts," he looked up at his sister with a soft smile.

"Th-Thank you, nii-" Kumoko began with a blush as tears of joy formed in her six eyes, but was cut off before she could finish.

"But I swear to ECHIDNA, if you ruin my store's reputation from your hormones getting the better of you I'm kicking you out just like Mom did and you're on your own for real. Got it?"

Slumping, the spider girl sighed as she looked down at the floor.

"Yes, nii-chan. This won't happen anymore..." Kumoko replied, defeated.

"Glad to hear it," the spider boy humphed. "Now go clean up and we'll work on the next order," he dismissed his larger but younger sister.

With a sigh, Kumoko scuttled off to the ladies' room and began wiping her wet crotch. Thankfully she was wearing panities or the splash of drinking water from her brother would have REALLY made her jump. As she began delicately drying off her inner thighs and pedipalps, her skirt pocket vibrated its telltale buzz of an email.

"Wonder who it could be...?" She half-wondered as she took out her smartphone and opened the email app. At first the sender address confused her. "Humanboixlover98@zmail.com?" Her six eyes all blinked in unison. Then it hit her as she gave a light gasp. Opening the mail she read what her old friend from high school had sent her.

'Hey Kumoko! Been a while, hasn't it? Still making cosplay stuff? Hey, I have a relative who recently suffered some disfigurements and needs something to not stand out with his injuries. He's petrified to go outside! Could you maybe help make him an outfit that would help him still look like a normal manticore boy again? Message me back and we can arrange a time for you to come over and assess the situation and get us an estimate.

-Kora'

"Hmm..." the arachne rubbed her chin, puzzled by the sudden message. She began to type a response when the high-pitched roar of her boss/sibling to hurry up made her pocket her phone for replying later. Something seemed odd about this, somehow.

'Wonder if nii-chan will even let me spend a day away from the store for this...?' She wondered. Kora's family wasn't opulent, but they were still certainly well-off. Maybe this would get her brother's store a nice bonus and get him in a better mood...That prospect alone was worth making an extra outfit and working overtime. Besides, it had been a while since she saw her manticore friend. The two could use the visit to catch up and reminisce about old times.