>Move to a new house
>Go to check out the backyard
>nice big tree by the fence
>Go to check it out
>Suddenly 6 red eyes in your face
>Fall back on your butt
>You look back at your assailant
>It's an Arachne, hanging down from the tree by a thread
>Her long black hair hangs down (up?) from her head
>She flashes a mischeivous grin, small fangs visible
>'Hehe, sorry about that.'
>She flips over, helping you back up
>'So you're the new kid moving in?'
>'You wanna play a game together?'
>'Oi, bro. What's going on out there?'
>Your Oni sister comes out from the house, baseball bat in tow
>She grabs the arachne by the scruff of the neck
>'You trying to mess with my bro?'
>The little Arachne is freaking out in her hands
>'Sis, let her go!'
>'She was just saying hello!'
>She stares down the terrified girl in her hand
>She drops the poor girl onto the ground
>'I'll trust you for now. But I'm watching you.'
>She goes back inside, bat draped over her shoulder
>You help the Arachne to her feet
>'Sorry. My sister's a bit protective.'
>'Maybe this was a bad idea.'
>She quickly climbs back over the fence & out of sight
>Next day, you go knock on the neighbor's door
>A motherly Arachne answers
>'My, my. If it isn't the little cutie who moved in next door. How can I help you?'
>'Hi, miss. I came by because I wanted to say sorry about what happened yesterday.'
>'Ah, yes. I heard about the little scuffle that happened. I'll go fetch her for you.'
>She disappears into the house for a moment, returning with the smaller Arachne in tow
>'What do you want?'
>You realize she never even got to tell you her name
>'Right. Look, I'm really sorry that my sister grabbed you yesterday.'
>'She threatened me with a bat...'
>'And I'm really sorry. She gets that from my stepmom. We got off on the wrong foot. Could we please start over?'
>A small smile crosses her face
>'Not a problem!'
>You introduce yourself to the young girl
>'Hehe, that's a pretty silly name.'
>'Sorry. So, were still up for playing my game?'
>'Umm, what are we doing out here?'
>Katrina's taken you out into the woods behind your houses
>'What? You said you wanted to play a game.'
>'I thought that you meant some kind of game in your house.'
>She gives you a sly grin
>'Well, that's what I wanted to do yesterday. But...'
>'Since your sister attacked me, I figured you'd make it up to me with something a bit more strenuous.'
>She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small doll, tossing it to you
>'Take this and go hide it somewhere on that hill.'
>She points behind you to a large dirt mound littered with logs & sticks
>'You get two minutes to hide the king, and then you have to stop me from reaching him.'
>She pulls out three flags & ties them around her waist
>'If you can get all three flags off me, then you've stopped my siege & you win.'
>You barely have time to process all of it before she runs off, leaving you alone to hide the 'king'
>It's not even a contest
>All the trees & her webs give her a huge advantage
>You only manage to pull one flag off before she gets away & finds the old doll in the log
>'Aww, too bad. Not a bad attempt, but it looks like I killed the king.'
>She taunts you with the scruffy doll like it's a trophy
>'Alright. Go to the edge of the woods & start counting. It's my turn now.'
>You finish your counting and start to make your way back to the hill
>Your head is on a swivel, looking in every direction to find Katrina
>Unfortunately, the one direction you aren't looking is down
>Suddenly you lose your balance & are eating a faceful of leaves
>You look down at your feet. There's a thin thread across your ankles
>Clever girl laid a bunch of trip-wires
>Suddenly you hear skittering & she's on you
>'That's one flag.'
>She's already off back into the trees by the time you're back on your feet
>You finally make it to the hill & are dumbfounded
>Using her silk, she's rearranged the logs into a veritable fortress
>'How'd she do this so fast?'
>Before you can answer, you hear a crack under your feet
>A line goes taut, and suddenly you're hanging by your ankles in mid-air
>Katrina slides down on a line, staring you in the face while hanging upside-down with you
>'You'd be surprised at what I can do with a few minutes.'
>She nonchalantly reaches behind you & takes the second flag
>'One more to go.'
>She skitters away back up her line
>Suddenly, you hear a snap as she cuts the line & you're flat on your back
>Finally, you manage to navigate to logs & find the doll
>She has it sitting on a hug pile of rocks like an Indiana Jones treasure
>Carefully, you make your way over to the pile. Luckily, no traps
>You reach out with a hand to climb up to the king...
>Aaand you're stuck
>You look at the pile of rocks & see that is's absolutely caked in webbing
>You struggle to free yourself, but each limb is eventually stuck to the rocks
>Eventually, you hear Katrina walking up behind you
>She nonchalantly takes your last flag before sitting on the rocks in front of you
>The smug look on her face burns. How did you get played this badly?
>'You're having way too much fun with this, aren't you?'
>'Maybe just a little. Rematch?'
>Logic says you won't win, but your 12-year-old ego won't let you give up
>The next thirty rounds play out more or less the same way
>You manage to steal one or two flags off of Katrina, but she just has too much of an advantage with jumping around in the trees
>Meanwhile, you've barely even come close to the doll without losing all your flags
>The worst part is the forts she keeps making
>Each round she keeps changing them, but by the time it's your turn she's dismantled them
>You're on your back from exhaustion after your most recent loss
>Katrina's twirling the flags in her fingers, that smug look still on her face
>'Not a bad attempt that time. Whaddaya say, best of 70?'
>Your spirit is willing, but your body ishaving none of it
>All you're able to do is wheeze out 'Mercy, my lord'.
>Katrina seems satisfied with your answer
>She helps you up into a sitting position & takes a seat next to you
>She passes you a juice that she had stashed away, which you tear into all too eagerly
>Katrina takes a sip from her own before turning back to you
>'So, what did you think?'
>You finish off your juice before having the strength to reply
>"It was... fun. But I gotta know; How'd you do all that with the logs?'
>'It was a trick my sister showed me. We used to play this game all the time before she moved out with her boyfriend.'
>A game made up for Arachnes. No wonder you were completely outclassed
>'You just make a quick framework with silk, then you fit the logs on however you want. Everything's connected toegether & stuck up just enough to stay there, but comes down with one or two quick pulls on a thread.'
>'Kinda seems like cheating to do it to someone who can't do that back.'
>She takes another drink from her pouch. 'Maybe, but nothing was stopping you from getting creative.'
>'Besides, I was trying to see you squirm.'
>Of course she was
>Katrina glances up at the sky & realizes how late it is
>'Darn. It's almost dinner time. I wanted to keep playing.'
>She gets up on all eight legs before pulling you up to your feet
>The two of you make your way back through the woods to your houses, Katrina sipping her juice as you go
>When you finally get back to your houses, she stops you
>'Hey, I had a lot of fun today.'
>'No problem. I figured I owed you.'
>'I haven't been able to play like that since my sister moved out. My parents are too busy, and most other people are scared of my spider parts.'
>She leans over & gives you a quick hug before scurrying off to her house
>'See you tomorrow!'
>You stand there for a second before making your way back into your house
>Your Oni sister is leaning on the door. Looks like she saw you two hug
>'Oi, what was up with that, bro? And why do you look like hell?'
>You look yourself over & realize how dirty your clothes are
>'Uhh, we were just playing out in the woods was all.'
>'You got that messed up playing around with a spindly little shrimp like her? Shit, bro, you gotta toughen up.'
>If you're gonna keep playing with her, though, you may need to smarten up instead
>Five years have passed since that day
>You and Katrina have gotten extremely close
>All the games she would come up with that you spent hours playing, her creative, carefree personality
>You just couldn't get enough of being around her
>Eventually, you finally got up the courage to ask her out
>You thought she would be shocked or struck silent when you did
>All you ever got out of her was 'What took you so long?'
>The two of you were practically inseparable
>Her mother even began to joke about you two already being married
>Not that a life with Katrina wouldn't have been wonderful, but the two of you had priorities
>It was the last weekend of summer before your senior years in MGC High
>Katrina was thinking about going to college for programming & design
>You were... slightly less committed. You had a general idea, but nothing solid
>'I mean, why not right?'
>The two of you were hanging out in her room as she was getting her things together for the coming year
>'I've always had a thing for games & designing, why not make a career out of it?'
>'I guess if you want to survive on ramen while you're working.'
>She hocks a pillow at your face. 'Very funny, smartass. And what do you plan on doing?'
>'I have plans.'
>She's still joking, but you can hear a bit of worry in her voice
>You walk over and hold her hand reassuringly
>'Hey, I know you're worried about me. I promise you I'll have everything sorted out before school ends.'
>'Thanks, honey.' That seems to have eased her a bit, but she still seems worried
>'You know what? We gotta get your mind off of school for a bit.' You head back over to her bed & grab your shoes
>'What are you doing?'
>'We are going outside.'
>'We're going to play a little game.'
>The two of you walk out into the woods
>Katrina's grown quite a bit since you were kids (not that you mind some of those growths), so navigating is a bit trickier for her
>Eventually, the two of you come to the old hill in the center of the woods
>Somehow, there are even more trees here now than when you were kids
>'So you mind telling me what we're doing out here now?'
>'Like I said, we're going to play a game.'
>Katrina still seems a little lost. 'What game.'
>You reach into your hoodie's pockets & pull some things out
>It's the old 'king' doll & three flags
>She tries to stay calm, but you can see her eyes light up at the sight of that old toy
>'Yep. Same rules as when we were kids.'
>'So you brought me out here just to beat you?'
>'Ohoho, I think I might just surprise you.'
>'Ohh, is that so?'
>'Give it your best shot.'
>It takes a good while before you finally hear her signal
>You just know she's not going to make it easy on you
>But you're ready this time
>Before you even set foot into the woods, you quickly look around
>You find a long branch lying by a tree & pick it up
>You take measured steps towards whatever contraption she has erected on the hill, sweeping the branch in front of you
>every now and then the branch bounces back, recoiling off of her hidden trip-wires
>You carefully avoid them, staying on your feet & minimizing how alert she is to you
>'Oh my, it seems someone's been learning since we were kids.'
>Even with how much she's grown, you're having a hard time picking up where she is
>'Hey, I had to pick up on something being around you all these years.'
>'It's too bad you still haven't learned to multitask.'
>You can't even finish the thought before you're suddenly suspended by your ankle
>Already you can hear her making her way through the trees for you
>You quickly reach for your ankle and pull out a small knife
>All these years, the number of times Katrina's snared you have taught you to keep one on you
>You start to hack away at the rope as she closes in on you
>The line gives just as she takes a swipe for you
>You land on your ass, dazed but ultimately out of her clutches
>You check your belt. Damn...
>'You'll need to be a bit quicker than that to win.'
>She taunts you from a tree with the flag she's won
>'I've still got two left. Hope you've stepped up the rest of your game.'
>'You don't even know.'
>The rest of the trek isn't easy
>Those swinging logs were definitely new
>And she managed to snag another flag off you as you worked your way out of one of her pitfalls
>Funny, you never did ask her how she managed to get those holes dug
>But finally you managed to make it to the hill
>And Katrina definitely didn't disappoint
>Logs were suspended chaotically in mid air all throughout the clearing
>Some were linked by webbing
>Others were swinging back & forth
>She'd even figured out how to get a few of them to rise up & down
>And in the center, hanging twenty feet above the hill, was the king
>'Well then... this is new.'
>'Do you like it?'
>Katrina's sitting in a tree high up above, that pleased look on her face
>'Hanging the doll in the air? Isn't that cheating?'
>'I don't think so. It's still above the hill, isn't it? I'm just using its airspace.'
>You slowly make your way around her mad gauntlet, analyzing it
>'So I'm assuming you want me to climb the logs to reach it?'
>'That was my idea. But are you gonna be fast enough to reach it before I get your flag?'
>You come to a stop next to a large tree. 'That depends. Did you build this the same way you built all those other temples?'
>Katrina seems confused. 'Why does that matter?'
>'Because if you did, then I can just do THIS!'
>You take your knife and slice a thread on the tree next to you
>You take cover as logs crash down all around you
As the dust settles, all that's left is the king suspended in the center
>'Everything held with just enough strength, suspended by a single thread for easy disassembly.'
>Katrina's in utter shock. 'Do you have any IDEA how hard all that was to rig up?!?'
>'Hey, you're the game designer. Learn to deal with people hacking your stuff.'
>Katrina gathers herself up. 'Whatever. Now you can't reach the king.'
>'You see, that's where you're wrong now.'
>'What do you mean?'
>'All the traps you've been setting for me so far have left me with a whole lot of rope to work with-'
>From off your belt you pull a long length of rope made from Katrina's own silk
>'-And I think it's finally time I got your king.'
>Katrina realizes what your trying & makes a mad dash for you, trying to end the game
>You line up a throw & give it everything you've got
>Whatever divine force is in this world smiled on you as the rope sticks to the doll
>She's bearing down on you as you give a mighty tug on the silk rope
>The cord holding the doll snaps
>It flies through the air towards you as Katrina crashes into you, knocking you to the floor in a heap
>You both come to your senses to survey the damage
>Katrina has a hand around the final flag, but it's still secure on your belt
>And sitting on your chest is the little king, the symbol of your total victory
>After years of her putting you in your place you finally managed to beat her
>Katrina seems stunned, but finally manages to give you a smile
>'Looks like you finally pulled it off.'
>The two of you get back to your feet and take in the surroundings
>'Thanks for helping me take my mind off all this school stuff. It's getting late now. What do you say we head back in?'
>'Oh, no. I just went through your gauntlet. Now it's your turn to seek!'
>She seems dumbfounded at you. 'Really?'
>'Yes really. I finally stole this from you, now I'm going to finally protect it from you.'
>There's a brief second before she starts to laugh.
>'Alright, have it your way, genius.'
>After a few minutes, you give her the signal
>Katrina comes back to the clearing to find...
>Not one log or rock seems to have been moved since she left
>'What are you playing at?'
>'No games. Just find the king & you win. I won't even try to take your flags.'
>'Is that so?'
>'Yep. I'm going to sit right here & wait for you to give up.'
>You plop down on the side of the hill, not breaking eye contact once
>Katrina gives you a suspicious look, but seems to trust you & goes to work
>She spends what seems to be an eternity searching for the doll
>The sun's almost completely set now, & she has flipped every single rock, branch, & loose object three times over
>She finally collapses next to you, exhausted
>You have the biggest shit-eating grin on your face right now
>Is this how she's felt all these years? Feels good.
>'What was that?'
>'Speak up please.'
>Oh, how sweet victory is! And you feel like letting her know just how it feels
>'Okay, genius, you finally won. Now where's the doll?'
>'You know, I can't believe you didn't think to look for it in the most obvious spot.'
>You pull the doll out of your hoodie's pocket
>Katrina just stare blankly at it for a moment
>'I stayed on the hill the entire time. It's perfectly fair.'
>'Give me that thing!'
>She reaches across you for the doll but loses her balance, falling on top of you
>The two of you just linger there for a moment, the doll held between you
>'Guess you finally got the better of me.'
>'Heh, guess I did...'
>In the setting sun, you've suddenly become very aware of the woman on top of you
>Her eyes are shining like rubies
>her beautiful black air hanging down, framing her face in the fading light
>Her soft body pressed against your own
>Your mind is spinning, urging you to do something, anything
>Almost on instinct, you reach up and kiss her
>The two of you hang there for a moment before you pull away
>You just stare at each other for a moment, a blush breaking out on Katrina's face
>'I-I-I'm sorry. I don't know what came over m-'
>Katrina takes your head in her hands, kissing you back twice as hard
>It's a good minute before she breaks it, saliva hanging between your lips. Now it's your turn to look surprised
>'Idiot... what took you so long.'
>Your lips meet again with redoubled enthusiasm, intent to not break apart for as long as possible
>Your hands start to roam over each others bodies
>You feel along her back, down to where warm flesh meet cool chitin
>You both become painfully aware of how suffocating your clothes are
>You begin to undo her top as she likewise tries to work your shirt off, breaking away just long enough to lift it over your head
>Her breasts press into your chest as you pull each other as close as possible, the heat of your bodies almost unbearable
>Instinct guides your hand to her chest & you begin to play with her breasts
>She's moaning into your mouth as you knead the flesh in your hand, teasing the nipple with your fingers
>Finally, the two of you break your impassioned kiss to breathe
>You can feel your member straining against your pants desperate for relesase
>She must have read your mind as her hands are already undoing your belt
>The cool night air almost burns against the seething flesh of your erection
>Katrina pulls aside her skirt, revealing her delicate folds already soaked in anticipation
>She takes hold of you, gently positioning you at her entrance
>In one swift motion she slides her hips down, joining the two of you together as your shaft buries itself in her
>She moans heavily into your chest, holding you close as she is filled for the first time
>Once she settles, her six eyes look up to yours, ready to finish the deed
>Your rhythm starts slow, gentle, as you both let the sensations wash over you
>Her walls are warm & moist, squeezing around you, sending pleasure through you like nothing before
>Your hands guide her hips, pulling out a small moan from her with each slow thrust
>You slowly pick up the pace, going a little bit harder, a little bit deeper
>Now you can feel her hips pushing back into your own as desire begins to overtake her
>Your tempo begins to build & build, your own carnal thoughts consuming you
>her breath begins to catch & you feel her walls clamping tight around you
>She pulls you close & kisses you deeply as her hips rock harder & harder, riding out her orgasm
>You can feel you own limit coming
>With one final thrust, you bury yourself deep within her
>White hot jets erupt from your throbbing member & plaster her womb, determined to claim her as yours
>Your hips grind into one another as the last of your load fills her up
>Utterly spent, the two of you lay there in bliss, holding one another in your arms
>Her legs wrap around you, keeping you inside her as long as possible
>You have no idea how long the two of you lay out on that hill
>The lights in your house were all off by the time you finally made it back
>You look like a mess
>Your clothes are completely wrecked
>You reek of sweat (as well as other things)
>You have leaves in some rather uncomfortable places
>But damn, was it worth it
>You come in as quietly as possible, trying not to disturb anyone
>'That you, bro?'
>Crap you sister's still up
>A light comes on in the kitchen, illuminating your Oni stepsister, her scruffy sleeping tank-top, and a beer in her hand
>'The hell you doing out so late?'
>'Uhh, I was... just over at Katrina's.'
>'Then why do you look like shit?'
>Ummm, we went for a walk. In the woods. Aaaand I feeell?'
>She walks over to you, giving you a once-over
>Anyone ever tell you you're a bad liar?'
>You reek of cum, like you just came out of a whore house. So the two of you finally fucked, ehh?'
>The game's up. 'Is it that obvious?'
>Your sister let's out a small laugh. 'So my little brother finally popped his cherry, huh? Cheers!'
>'You won't tell mom or dad, will you?'
>'Pfft, why? It's your cock, Do what you want with it.'
>She cracks open the beer & makes for her room
>Before she rounds the corner, she turns back to you
>'The two of you are pretty cute together. Don't do anything to fuck it up.'
>'And tell that little spider tramp if she ever hurts my bro, I'll kick her ass.'
>You crack a small smile. She was a little rough, but she cared about you
>You make your way up to your bed
>It feels a little lonely without Katrina there to beside you, but you're too tired to care
>'Guess we'll have to work on that...'
>4 years pass
>The two of you made it through most of your college lives on one piece
>She's wrapping up her design program, and you managed to scrape together a modest marketing degree
>The two of you are moving into an apartment just off campus for your last year
>Katrina's been pitching an idea of you two starting your own development team, making a few products to pitch to some of the bigger companies together
>She's helping you pack the last of your things before you two move out
>'I can't believe we're finally doing this.'
>'What having second thoughts?'
>'Of course not. Just thinking back on how all this... how we... started.'
>'Feels like it was just yesterday you were that goofy looking kid who was moving in next door, and now-'
>'And now that goofy kid is moving in with the most beautiful girl in the world.'
>She's starting to tear up a bit. 'Oh, stop it.'
>You set down the box you're packing & walk over to her.
>'Hey, you wanna step out for a bit?'
>The two of you forget about packing and go out for a walk to clear your heads
>Unsurprisingly, your walk leads the two of you to your old hill in the woods
>'Seems like whenever we have a new beginning, we always end up here.'
>Yep. You bringing me here the first time we played your little game, the first time we were together-'
>'And now when we're moving in together.'
>'I think you're forgetting one other beginning.'
>Katrina seems confused as you point her to the to of the hill
>On the top of the hill is a shoddy stone pedestal, perched upon it is the old 'king'
>But he's not alone
>Next to him is a new doll with brilliant red eyes, wearing a beautiful gown
>In their hands is a brilliant gold ring set with a diamond
>Katrina slowly picks up the ring & turns to you
>You take the ring from her and kneel down
>'This is where we started our friendship together, and it's where I wanted to start the rest of our lives together.'
>All six of Katrina's eyes are tearing up as you ask her the question.
>'Will you marry me?'
>Tears of joy begin to roll down her face
>Time seems to stand still as you fit the ring over her finger
>As you rise, she pulls you into a tender embrace, giving you a loving kiss
>'Idiot... What took you so long?'