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The Egg-Girl of Silwall

for Faceless_Lord

by Draconicon

Serenity had lost most of her party by the time that she reached the city of Silwall. Not out of choice, precisely, but because everyone else had something that they needed to do, and there was no need for a heal-slut where they were going.

Heal-slut. The phrase still stung at the skunk girl a bit, though it offered just as much excitement. She rubbed her cheeks as she walked the streets of the city in the early morning, sticking to the silvery rune-marked walls that marked the perimeter of the city rather than the streets further in. The richer folk of Silwall kept an eye on the streets during all times of day, and there were some that weren't entirely...friendly. Oh, they'd allow her to get away with begging and calling out offers for her services, but only if they got other services in the process.

The skunk shivered, rubbing her ass in memory. She wasn't entirely prepared for that horse, and still felt the effects of just how hard he had gone on her ass. It had been worth it for a night inside, she'd told herself at the time, but she wasn't sure that she believed it anymore. Present-Serenity was much more gullible than Future-Serenity, and she could hear the naive lies of Past-Serenity of the horny, dick-brained thoughts that they were.

She stopped paying attention to the ground in front of her and stepped from the cool sand just against the wall to the warming sands where the sun was just starting to peek over it. The sudden temperature change left her hissing, hopping up and down on her other foot as she leaped away.

"Nnngh...fff...."

She bit off the curse that wanted to rip past her teeth, looking up and around. There were tales of people that had disappeared at the Silwall walls, people that had wandered too close to the edge during the morning hours when the things were out and about, fixing the runes and adjusting the different sigils that kept the city safe. Serenity didn't know how much faith to put in those stories, but the people that lived in the city seemed to believe it, so she figured that she might as well treat them as something worth worrying about.

But for now, there was nothing further up the wall, and the sigils glowed as brightly as they ever did, like lights through the morning fog and gloom. The fog would be gone by mid-morning, burned off by the desert heat just past the walls, and the lights would be harder to see, but for now, they were guiding lights for her...

For her and her begging ways.

Back to it, Serenity, back to it, the heal-slut thought. If you don't want to hawk your ass and feet again tonight, better get to doing this...

The truth be told, most of the time she didn't mind putting her body out for others to use. There was something quite pleasurable about sucking someone off to heal them, or riding their cock to get them to feel better from a plague, or even putting her soft feet to work and making sure that they were happy. That was all well and good, but it was hard for her to actually walk the next day when someone healthy decided to use her as a prostitute instead. She had to do a lot of work to maintain herself, particularly as she wasn't the best at loosening up before getting to work. When she got horny, things got...tricky. Very tricky.

Mostly because she got a little stupid. As she thought before, dick-brained.

The skunk shook her head, adjusting the little bit of clothing that she had. A transparent loincloth that ran down from her waist to her ankles was the only actual fabric she had, with tassels attached to piercings through her nipples providing the rest of her actual coverings. Everything else could, at best, be described as an accessory. Some of them had been supplied by the auctioneers that had sold her all the way on the other side of the desert, while the rest had come from those that she had met along the way. Each one had a story -

But not one that she needed to think about right that moment. Better to think about the day ahead, and to keep her eyes peeled as she sifted through the sand by the wall. Travelers always went by this road during the middle and late parts of the day, and there was every possibility that some goods or some coin had been dropped. If she was quick, she might find enough to get herself a place to stay without selling her ass again.

The skunk hunched down, crawling as she gradually dragged her fingers through the loose sand. Every time that she heard a sound in the distance, she froze where she squatted, keeping her ears peeled. Sometimes, it was nothing. Other times, she saw someone in the houses just a few dozen feet off move in the windows, looking out.

They never saw her. As a skunk, she had a lot of darker fur, and as long as she kept low against the ground, away from the sigils that would light her up from behind, she could blend in.

It did, however, slow her down, and it took her quite a while to go down one city block of wall. Her hands were dusty, her feet starting to get sandier and sandier the further she went, and her only prize so far had been two copper coins. Not much, in the grand scheme of things. Barely enough to rent a room for an hour's 'business,' let alone for a night. She needed six times that.

Serenity sighed, sitting up and putting her back to the wall. She pulled her tail out from behind her, cuddling it to her chest as she looked up at the gray morning sky. The wall couldn't quite make that disappear, no matter how bright the sigils were around her. The gray sky still looked as dark and gloomy as it always did in the morning, and while it threatened impending rain, she doubted that the bright desert would have it before the clouds were burned off.

One more day in the streets, one more night doing someone a favor...

The skunk shook her head, closing her eyes. This was not what she had imagined when she was dropped into this place. She had hoped for the chance to learn her magic once she found out that she had it. That was the whole reason that she'd gone so far across the desert, looking for a teacher, looking for someone that had an idea of how magic worked. She'd imagined that she could become something great, something amazing, someone that could dress sexy and not have someone immediately see her as a prostitute and slave.

Not that the slave stuff was entirely bad, but...well, she didn't have an 'owner', and that meant that she needed to stand up for herself if she didn't want to have it at some point, and...well, she wasn't great at that.

Serenity shook her head. She needed to stop feeling sorry for herself. That well was going to get deeper and deeper, and sooner or later, she'd just make herself depressed. For now, she still had some time to get what she needed, so she needed to take advantage of that.

Before she could get to her feet, however, she heard a series of clicks from above. She stopped in her tracks, her hands pulling her tail all the tighter to her. Something -

Something was overhead.

What...how...

The stories of people disappearing at the walls came back to her. Vagrants, thieves, others that tried to steal from others and tried to climb the walls to escape had all come to a bad end. Nobody knew how or why, but those that tried to climb the walls without permission were never seen from again. Monsters were said to roam the walls, replacing the sigils and making them stronger when they were needed, but she'd thought that was an exaggeration. Other mages, at best, should have been all she had to worry about, right?

But no.

Not at all.

She looked straight up the wall and saw an odd silhouette, something fat and thick around the bottom and curvy and lithe along the top half. It loomed over the top of the wall, and then -

"Oh gods..."

Serenity's eyes almost bugged out of their sockets as she saw the creature climb over the top of the wall and start running down it. Every muscle in her screamed for her to run, to get the hell out of there, but her body refused to listen to her. All she could do was stare as the thing came closer and closer through the fog, split into a pale white top and a deep black bottom.

And then, the mist parted, and the shape was revealed. A drider, half-spider, half-person, and all curious.

The chance to run was past, as a web lashed out from over the drider's shoulder, hitting her right over her shoulders. She was pinned by the sticky ooze, held in place as the drider approached, the spider-woman - for it was female, with those curves - approaching her from above. The pale top half seemed to have a hint of light fuzz, white-gold in color, while the bottom half was a complete spider in shape with black hairs and a deep black body. There was no telling what was hidden under the strange creature as it moved closer, but it was impossible to look away. Serenity's eyes went up and down, up and down, taking in those eight legs, that slender torso, the large breasts that hung down bare and shamelessly for her to see.

The drider hopped off the wall, finally. Standing properly, she was perhaps eight feet tall. Her torso was normal sized, but the spider part meant that she was far taller than she should have been, and it made the upper half look proportionally smaller than it would have looked on a two-legger. Her breasts were bouncy as she chuckled, and her eyes...

The eyes were the scarier part, pure black, inky and dark as could be, and there were four of them, two on either side of her face, arranged in two narrow slits. A pair of fangs came past her lips, just barely in view, and she chuckled and hissed because of them.

As she leaned down, Serenity shivered, not sure if she was going to become lunch or if she was going to be allowed to live as some prisoner of the wall. Either way, she felt like her days of freedom - what little freedom she'd had - were rapidly coming to a close.

"What have we here?" the drider asked, hissing softly to herself. "A little homeless girl, searching for loose change?"

"Mmmph...I...I have no excuse," Serenity said.

"Noooo, you don't..."

"..."

"And yet, you don't beg for mercy?"

"If I did...would it make a difference?"

"No, but it might be amusing."

The drider chuckled, crossing her arms under her breasts. She curled her legs, slowly lowering herself so that she was more of a height with the skunk. Her narrow eyes seemed to dart up and down, and she smirked.

"Let me guess...a little abandoned slave?"

"...Something like that," Serenity said.

"Mmm, and someone's plaything, too, judging from how little you wear...and how shameless you are about that."

One long, slender spider leg tapped her crotch before she was even aware that it had moved, stroking up from her inner thigh right up to her balls, and from there, to the ringed shaft just above. Her breath caught in her throat, leaving her shivering as she felt the fine-haired limb teasing her over the transparent loincloth.

"Mmm, yes. A shameless little display down here, but hardly one that I mind...are you enjoying showing off for the entire city, I wonder?"

"Nnngh...let...let go..."

"Oh, no, no, no...you are touching the wall without permission. You might be a criminal."

There was every note in the drider's voice to make it clear that she didn't actually think that, but that didn't stop the tease from being effective. Serenity shivered from her head to her curling toes, her eyes closing tight as she imagined what might happen next. She didn't know anything about driders, not a thing. Were those fangs able to deliver venom? Was she going to be eaten? Was -

Splat.

Another bit of webbing, and she opened her eyes to find two of the drider's legs were pressed against the wall again, the other woman looming over her with the majority of that long, spider-like body so close to covering her. Her mouth went dry and her throat likewise, particularly when she looked down to see that her legs had been coated with strands of web connected to the drider's hind end.

"I think that you need to come with me...back to the heights of the wall."

"What - but -"

"Ah ah. Or I'll have to assume that you're a dangerous criminal."

"..."

"Good, much better. Now, hup."

And with that, the drider was dragging her up the wall, leaving her dangling from silks that could easily rip if she started struggling. So, the skunk didn't. She stayed as still as possible and closed her eyes, hoping against hope that she wasn't in as much trouble as she thought she was.

When she opened her eyes again, she had been hung upside-down by her ankles, the webbing pulled up to the ceiling of one small room. There was a hammock in a corner, a window in another, and there were beams of stone supporting the rest of the ceiling high above. The smell of something a little bit musky hit her nose, and she wondered if it was the webbing pinning her and filling the room, or the various pieces of paper that were pinned to the wall, aged and browned from time.

She had a split second to see the runes on the papers before the drider hopped down again. Two more web strings bound Serenity's arms to her sides, leaving her helpless, and her legs were tied together at the ankles. She realized, belatedly, that the drider had been binding her up to the ceiling, leaving her at risk of cracking her neck if she ever managed to break herself out of the various silks holding her up.

"You...how..."

"I have much experience with criminals, dear," the drider said, smiling and chuckling. "Now...let's talk about what you're going to give me..."

"I...I don't have anything."

"Other than the coins you picked up, I noticed that...but there are other things I can accept as a bribe, dear..."

"I...you..."

"Come, come...look at you...you know what you are, what you could offer me."

Serenity blushed. She was already flustered enough looking at this monster-woman, and what she was being offered was the chance to offer her body to get out of this consequence free? Of all the things that she had expected from being arrested, this wasn't it, and it certainly wasn't supposed to be this easy.

At the same time, she certainly wasn't going to complain. But even as she opened her mouth, the drider covered her lips.

"Ah ah. First things first...I have to...search you."

"But...but I don't -"

"You say that...but I need to do my duty. And you should see something..."

She had no idea what that could be, but she wasn't going to fight a monster-woman that could lift her up the wall without even trying. So, the skunk girl kept her mouth shut as the drider climbed up her body, long legs teasing along her sides. Little moments of incidental tickles followed, and she had to bite her lips to keep from giggling as the pointed tips of those legs worked her over.

But all those giggles died away when the drider pulled up enough to reveal one particular piece of anatomy that she'd missed the first time around.

There, hanging just under the bulbous back end of the creature, was an ovipositor. How did she know what an ovipositor was? Too much porn, that was how, but there was no doubt to her that was what it was. This wasn't a female of the particular sort that she was used to. No pussy licking here, no cock-riding, just egg-laying while getting railed up the ass and getting used hard. She gulped. She honestly wasn't sure that her ass would be able to take that after the night with the horse, but at the same time, she knew that there was little choice in the matter, considering that she was going to be in deeper trouble if she didn't bribe the -

"My, my...what do we have here?"

For a split second, Serenity worried that the toe rings that she wore - markings of her slavery - were going to get in her trouble somehow, that they were magical enough to not be allowed. Instead, she felt delicate fingers stroking along the bottoms of her feet, moving from the heels to the toes, and the warm breath of someone's mouth coming closer and closer to her soles. She shivered, curling her toes, only for those narrow fingers to pull them back again, making her expose her feet properly.

"My, my...such delicate things...have you been tending to these, little criminal?"

"Mmmph...o-orders," was all that Serenity could muster.

"Orders to keep them soft, or orders for something else?"

Those delicate digits were slowly stroking along the bottoms of her feet, far closer to making her giggle than anything else, but there was something about the way that they were pointed, how the fingers clearly ended in nails that were more like claws, that kept her still. She panted softly, blushing, shivering as she imagined what it would feel like to be punished by those claws, to have her feet taught a lesson by -

"NNNGH!"

And then, she was left gasping and groaning, huffing as she felt a sharp pinch along the arch of her left foot. It was almost like something sharp had jabbed her, something sharper and more pointed than the nails that she'd been feeling. What -

"NNNGH!'

And then again, on her right foot, but this time she'd been paying attention. The drider had leaned in and bitten her feet, using her fangs to...to...

"Ah...ah...mmmph!"

It was like someone had set fire to the insides of her feet, both sending them mad with a burning itch and just making them feel like they were being held to a flame. Her mouth hung open, her toes curling madly, her feet pushing against each other in a desperate attempt to get rid of the burning, the heat, the pain that had come up with the bite. She screamed at the top of her lungs, arching her back against the webbing as the drider chuckled, sliding off her.

"Oh, my. Are they that sensitive, little criminal?"

"AHHHGH! It hurts! It's so hot!"

"Yes, yes, it is. My venom is...rather potent."

"NNNGH!"

"Don't worry. It won't kill you...or even hurt you. It's only attacking how you feel...nothing else."

That didn't make it better! She screamed at the top of her lungs as her feet burned, tingling, heating up and sweating as if they had been held to the desert's hottest rock. They felt like the sweat running down the underside should have been steaming off from the heat just under the skin. It was hell...

And it hurt so good.

Her cock throbbed beneath the loincloth, barely able to be seen anymore. The drider cocked her head to the side, reaching up and - SNICK - taking the loincloth away. Serenity's cheeks burned as her cock throbbed in the open air, exposed in a hole in the webbing for the other woman to see.

"Oh, my...a little pain-slut, it seems..."

"Please...please, mercy!"

"Oh, dear, you think that we offer that?"

"Please! It's so - NNNGH!"

It was getting worse, stronger, her feet feeling like they were literally oozing steam from how burning hot they felt. There were patches of pain and torment, too, little pools almost like falling wax, except the heat seemed to rise out of her, up her legs and into her feet, evaporating out of the bottoms of them. She squirmed, trying to get free, but the heat and the torment only got worse the more she squirmed...and her cock only got harder through the discomfort.

The drider watched her with amusement writ clear as day on her face, but she didn't do anything to stop or ease it. If anything, she seemed to get more aroused. The spider-woman chuckled.

"My, my...I think that I have a use for you, after all..."

"Nnngh...please..."

"Since you are having such difficulty speaking, let me propose a deal..."

Serenity didn't want to lose the chance to bargain, but with her feet burning like this, it was all she could do to listen. The drider leaned in, stroking her cheek, the other hand rubbing something under the spider part of her.

"I will not put you in jail...but in exchange, you come here...every day...and I will play with you..."

"P-nnnngh-play?" Serenity panted.

"I have...a thing for bipeds like you...with such soft soles...and I have a great need to lay every day."

That's what she had been afraid of, but at the same time, there was no getting around that. She needed to make some kind of deal. If they could deliver this kind of torment here and now, then she didn't want to see what they did to those that were tossed into their jail. What if they bit someone in different places every day? What if they eventually bit her...

Oh, that was both horrifying and tantalizing, and she didn't want to feel more of the latter. She nodded. She nodded and agreed to the terms faster than she had agreed to anything in her life.

"Mmmm, splendid..."

SNICK.

The webbing holding her to the ceiling snapped, but two of the drider's legs caught her on the way down. They laid her on her stomach, slowly weaving a pillow of webbing under her, just enough to make her arch her hips higher and higher until her ass was at the perfect height for fucking. She groaned as her tail was pushed off to the side, the skunk keeping her head down as her ass was properly exposed, stumpy legs pushing against her ass cheeks and pushing them further and further apart, revealing a pucker that she knew looked like it had been much-used.

But rather than repulsing the drider, it only seemed to entice her. She smirked, leaning in and dragging a slender finger along the stretched pucker.

"Mmm, that will suit my eggs very well..."

"Mmph..ah...please...my feet," Serenity begged. "They're so...so hot..."

"You'll get a relief soon, dear...but first, my bribe..."

The spider part of the drider clicked forward, stepping into place. Even if Serenity's arms hadn't been pulled tight to her sides due to the webbing tying her up, the legs could have secured her at any point, pinning her and keeping her from getting away. The thought was...surprisingly hot, and her already-throbbing shaft begged for something, some touch, some thing down there to help tease her that little bit further. Her cheeks burned hotter as she realized how much some part of her was already looking forward to this, and did her best not to think about it further than she already was.

At the same time, her hole was clenching hard as the ovipositor moved into place, the tip of the fleshy thing rubbing between her cheeks a few times before resting right at the entrance to her ass. Her cheeks burned against the floor as her cock throbbed, spitting pre-cum against the ground.

"Nnngh...mmmph..."

And of course, the burning feet. The torture of hyper-sensitive, hyper-hot feet that were just burning away. She swore that she could almost smell the heat down there, the sweat coming off her soles, the raw need that was suffusing her from head to toe.

Serenity was sure that she had never been this horny before, or this needy, or this focused on her feet and how they felt. This was something entirely different for her. The casual domination of the drider, the way that she just took charge and kept the skunk girl from doing anything to turn the tables, was...well, it was shockingly enjoyable, and even the torment to her feet didn't seem to deter her from wanting more. If anything, she -

Squelch.

The head of the ovipositor pressed against her again, and this time, the very end of it slipped inside. It was just big enough that she could feel the squelch and the strain of her hole being made to stretch around it. It was slightly thicker than the horse from last night, but she still had enough stretch to take it. But soon, it wasn't just her feet burning...just like it wasn't just the foot pain that made her cock throb.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Serenity groaned every time that the thick rod pushed past her cheeks, opening her up more and more as the friction-heat built up around her asshole. It was far different to just getting fucked, though. It was different to being tied up and fucked, too. There was some sort of slime that coated the ovipositor that meant that it was gliding in and out of her smoother than anything that she was used to, and her mouth hung open as she was slowly filled, emptied, and filled again.

She didn't know what to focus on. The pleasure of that thing going into her, the weight of it on her prostate, was so strong that she could barely focus on anything else, but the moment that she curled her toes and embraced that pleasure, she was reminded of the burning venom-heat in her feet, and the tension of her much-stretched ring around that thing.

And then, of course, there was the other part of being fucked, of being used by an ovipositor instead of a cock. She almost forgot about it until -

"Mmmm, here it comes..."

The first egg-bulge hit her like a ton of bricks. She was only just starting to get used to the feeling of being fucked by something that thick and long, that slimy and almost gel-like, but when the first egg came down and almost doubled the thickenss of the ovipositor, she almost screamed. Not in pain, but in sheer want.

"NNNNNNNNNGH!"

Her cheeks felt raw as she ground them against the floor, her breath coming in short gasps that were barely enough to fill her lungs. In, out, in, out, that bump grinding against her asshole. It was an egg, alright, a hard one that wasn't going to bend and squish as it went into her. No, this was going to be like a knot, and a fucking big one, at that. She tried to breathe in slowly, telling herself that there'd be a chance to heal up afterward, but -

"Ah..."

It was right up against her, grinding, pushing. There was no pulling back, just a constant push inwards. Just a bit more, then a bit more, and then -

"So...so fucking...big..." Serenity gasped.

"One...of many..."

"H-how many - AH!"

The skunk screamed again as she hit the thickest part of the egg bulge, her asshole feeling stretched past the point of even fisting from how big that egg was, and it felt like she was on the verge of ripping from just how big it was. How was it even getting inside of her? How was it going to -

POP!

Then it was inside, and for a few brief seconds, all that Serenity could think about was how good it felt. Her eyes bugged out of her head, her mouth hung open, and drool ran down the side of her face as the egg itself rolled through her insides, passing over her prostate and milking out a solid string of pre-cum from her dick, and she whimpered, wiggling her ass back and forth, fucking herself on the egg as it went down the ovipositor.

Something in her almost cracked there, something that needed that sort of treatment, something that craved that utter heat and debauchery. Her toes curled, and the heated torture of her toes and soles felt right. Felt...good. She moaned for more, whispering words that weren't even words, just gibberish.

"Oh, my...I think I might have broken you."

"Gah...ah...mmmph..."

"Well, I suppose you can take it harder now..."

And she could. Oh, she could. The skunk moaned as the drider picked up the pace, hammering in harder, faster. The egg bulges came down with greater and greater speed, with less and less of a gap between them. In less than five minutes, she'd gone from getting one egg a minute to three, and sometimes those three were all in the ovipositor shaft at once, running through the drider and out into her.

Serenity moaned and accepted them without question, taking them deep into her ass and swallowing them into her belly. Bit by bit, her stomach started to bulge out, getting heavier, weighed down by the eggs. She could feel the shapes down there, the weight, the pull at her guts, but rather than being disturbed as she would have once been, there was something...something exciting about this.

She wanted it.

She needed it.

The skunk moaned as she had her ass fucked, her cock twitching constantly even as her belly pushed down against it, slowly forcing it down, down, down, spraying against the bumpy bulge of her stomach as it filled with ever more eggs. She couldn't stop it, didn't want to stop it.

Even as her ass was stretched and all but ruined for the day, she craved more. The feeling of those egg-bulges in the ovipositor became pleasure bumps, and she wiggled her ass every time that the drider started pulling back. She could feel her orgasm right around the bend, and at the same time, she could feel it miles upon miles away. Without some sort of spell or permission, she could not cum...and at that moment, she didn't want to. She didn't want to ruin this pleasure.

Pop.

Pop.

Pop.

And as more and more eggs filled her guts, she focused less and less on the things that she couldn't have, and more on the things that she could...like this massive swell of eggs in her stomach...

Several hours later, Serenity was released from the webs and allowed to stretch her legs. Her hands were still kept away from her feet, however, as the drider applied a topical anti-venom to the skunk's feet. She squeaked as they went from fiery to chilled, and had her first chance to see her 'lover' with clear eyes.

The drider's bottom half was something that she had gotten very well-acquainted with, but her upper half was something rather different. Not quite humanoid, nor elfin, but something rather like both, and coated with a very fine body-hair that did nothing to take away from her sheer femininity. There was something to the silveriness of the strands along her arms and stomach that just seemed to fit with the fine dark hairs of her lower part.

When the cream was finally rubbed in, Serenity let out a long, slow sigh of relief as her feet stopped burning. She could hardly move, of course. Her belly had been rather heftily swollen, and it looked like she had reached the final stage of pregnancy. She had to have some help to get back to her feet, which the drider gave without question.

"There, dear. Now, make sure that you place those eggs somewhere good. My little ones will need plenty of shade to grow up."

"Mmmph...you'll...you'll need me to come back tomorrow?" Serenity asked.

"Yes, dear. Just at the base of the wall, where I found you today."

"..."

"Of course, you could try and run, but then I will have to find you." The drider chuckled, tapping the skunk between her breasts. "And I will find you...and I won't be so gentle next time."

The two-eyed wink somehow carried a little more menace and tease than Serenity had expected, but she nodded in return. Her new partner smiled, and gently slid several silver coins into the skunk's fingers.

"Here...that will cover your stay for the night."

"...How much do they pay you to guard this place?"

"Oh, quite a bit. But not just for guarding. They have us replace the sigils. That's why we have our reference materials on the walls."

"You...you know how to do magic?"

"No." Serenity's heart fell. "But we know many mages."

"Could you...introduce me to one?"

"Mmmm...now, that would take some very special service..."

"...I think I can do that."

"Heh...let's see where we are at the end of the week, dear. You might be a better egg-girl than a mage...and you might want that more."

Serenity wanted to argue...but she wasn't sure she could.

The End

Summary: Serenity, a skunk transgirl, ends up in a city of magic as a slave without a home. Commence some of the street work.

Tags: Transgirl, F/F, Skunk, Drider, Bondage, Oviposition, Anal, Eggs, Belly Swelling, Egg Inflation, Edging, Foot Torture, Webs, Bondage, Foot Fetish, Teasing, Domination, Femdom, Magic, Fantasy,