RTS: I'mm gonna start putting my ANs at the bottom from here on out to avoid spoilers.

The world was still rocking when I opened my eyes. My entire body felt heavy. Blearily, I stared up at the ceiling, my eyes flickering while I struggled to figure out just what had happened. Looking around, I surmised that I was in a bed under thick heavy covers in a room that I had never seen before in my life. I tried to sit upright, panicked, only to fall back into my bed. My body felt weak. Someone had taken off all my clothes to put new ones on me! Who? What else had they done to me? Trying to assess my current physical state, I noticed a small bump on the back of my head though everything else seemed normal.

At that moment, a large set of doors towards the opposite end of my bed opened, letting in a monster girl with shoulder-length silver hair and eight legs. She was arachne. Her lower body, encased in a black exoskeleton, was that of a spider and her human head and torso rested on where the spider's cephalothorax would normally be with her pedipalps resembling the legs of a human woman. Her choice of dress, if they were even qualified to be called that, barely protected her modesty, with a black halter top that barely covered her sizeable breasts and what appeared a black loin cloth covering her crotch region. She had three visible eyes on the left side of her head and I suspected that her silver bangs covered an identical set on her right, with the largest pupil located where human eyes would normally be and two smaller ones above on her forehead.

"My, already awake?" She asked in a low voice that screamed seduction. "I was sure Miia's poison would have knocked you out for at least a few days. I guess you must be made of some stern stuff to be up so quickly."

A few days?

"How… how long have I been out?" I croaked out, my throat feeling dry from exhaustion.

"Barely a few hours, a little under four to be exact. It's 4:45." She told me, with a small smile. "Considering it was meant to knock you out for the rest of the day, the fact that you're awake at all is quite an accomplishment."

She handed me a mug of water, gently bringing the mouth of the cup to my lips. Grateful, I eagerly swallowed, feeling the cool liquid quench my thirst and making it easier to talk. Wait. My memories came back in a rush. The Humanitarians and Centorea, the Templars and the lamia. The lamia! She bleeding the last time I had seen her! Was she still alive? Did they manage to get her help? And what about Centorea? What had happened to her after the fight with those other monsters? They must be alive… right?

"What happened to the lamia?" I asked.

"Miia? The one you saw with those Ilias lunatics?" At my nod, she responded. "She's fine. A few holes in her but it takes a lot more than that to put down a monster girl. Doctor says she'll be completely healed in a few days but considering how restless she's being she might actually end up opening her wounds again. Still, I supposed it's only natural to be embarrassed when you accidently knock out your future spouse with poison meant for someone else."

"P-poison." I stuttered.

"Nothing serious." She reassured me with a wave of the hand. "When she was attacked by those Templar goons, Miia started burning a sleep inducing incense to try and get out of it. Then you jumped in to save her and got caught up in it was well."

Oh, so that was what had happened. I couldn't help but feel silly, learning that my earlier heroics had been completely unnecessary. Of course she had it under control. I hadn't accomplished anything. I had essentially wandered in to a situation and had gotten myself knocked out. Trying to remove those negative thoughts from my head, I consoled myself in the knowledge that the girl, Miia, was safe and moved on to my other worry.

"There were two Humanitarians in the forest." I told her. "And a centaur who fought them. Do you know if she's okay?"

"Centorea is fine." She told me. "She defeated those pests before the elves even managed to get there."

She defeated both of them that quickly? I had seen a glimpse of her strength back in the clearing when she sliced the Roper's tentacles into pieces but I never imagined she could be that strong. I noticed during our conversation how casually the arachne referred to both Centorea and Miia.

"Centorea and Miia, do you just know them or are they your sister wife teammates?" I asked.

"Teammates. Them and two others. A harpy and a mermaid." The Arachne answered, confirming my suspicions. "Though I suppose it's just sister wives now."

I stopped. So overwhelmed by all of the crazy events today, I had completely forgotten about the Husband Hunt. I had been captured. This morning might have been the last time I would ever see my family again, to have breakfast with them in the dining hall, my parents flirting or trading quips while I tried to look after the younger children who were always restless and throwing food. The thought was a depressing one and the future ahead of me, like most things that are unknown, was a daunting prospect. The spider girl must have read my dejected expression because what she said next shocked me.

"Are you really that disappointed by us? Well I suppose when most men imagine getting married to a monster girl they imagine something softer." She said, gesturing towards her spider legs. Though she tried to keep her voice steady and calm, I couldn't help but detect hints of sadness in her tone. "If you'd like, I can-"

"No!" The Arachne jumped in surprise. I hadn't even mean to yell. "It's not that." I explained. "It's just… well, this will be the first time in my life I'm leaving home and I'm practically leaving for good. I guess I'm just nervous, that's all. I mean… I will be allowed to visit my family again… won't I." I finished my bumbling explanation by giving her pleading look, crossing my fingers under the blankets and hoping for the best.

The arachne blinked and blinked again. She asked, "That's it?"

"That's it." I confirmed.

"And this?" She asked gesturing towards herself. "Do you really not have a problem with us?"

I averted my eyes, embarrassed to admit the truth. "You're gorgeous."

A subtle look of relief spread across her face as she smiled. "Well, if that's all you were worrying about, then I promise, I'll do everything I can to make sure you see your family as much as you'd like within reason."

A feeling of relief spread throughout my body as though a great weight had just been lifted off my shoulders. "Really?"

The arachne nodded. "I doubt the others will have a problem with it. But if they do, I'll make good on that promise even if I have to return you back to Nippon entirely."

For a moment, I stared at her in disbelief. What she was promising was unheard of. Not only did it mean betraying her fellow sisters but it also meant turning herself into an outcast among her own species. It was the kind of promise that you would assume was made as a joke or under the assumption that you would never have the chance to keep it but there wasn't a trace of deceit in her eyes. She was serious, I realized. She really would turn herself into a pariah if it meant that I was happy.

"Thank you." The words felt small in response to such an overwhelming declaration.

"It's nothing really." The Arachne responded with a dismissive shrug. "Honestly, I was expecting something a lot worse. Still, you must really like your family if that's your only condition."

"I'm the eldest of seven." I told her. "I've always looked after them, so I'm worried about them."

"That's right," she murmured softly, looking hesitant. "Of course you'd have a family." Finally, she looked directly into my eyes. "I want to get this out of the way once and for all. Are you fine with this?" she asked, once more gesturing towards herself. "This whole arrangement I mean, with me, Miia, Centorea and the others as your wives?"

"Wait…" I stared at her, at a loss for words. "Were you… Were you giving me a choice?"

"I'd feel bad if I didn't." She told me. "After all, you only got caught because you were trying to help Miia. It would be a shame to give you away to some other girl, but what you want is more important."

I didn't know what to say. It was an obvious choice given the options. After having witnessed the fighting prowess of monster girls first hand and having injured my ankle, I had lost confidence in my ability to escape from them. Even if I were to be released now, I doubted that I would remain uncaught for long from the other contestants, especially in my current condition. If I chose to accept, then I would still have completed my main objective to see my family again. But above all else, they were kind. Though I had only just met both Centorea and this girl, I felt that I could entrust myself to them.

"I'm fine with it." I told her. "I feel like I can trust you."

"That's good." The spider girl sighed a breath of relief. "Don't tell the others I said any of that. I don't want them knowing I made that kind of offer without consulting them first."

"My lips are sealed." I promised, making her smile.

"You're a good person." She said contemplatively, leaning in closer, bringer her hand, which was covered in some kind of smooth hard exoskeleton, to brush my cheek. "You're kind, brave and cute… and completely helpless at the moment. Really, you couldn't have tempted me more if you tried, you pure sweet unadulterated monster bait."

She reached up and lifted her top to reveal her naked breasts which dangled before my eyes as I sat there mesmerized. If I ever had arachnophobia, I'm pretty sure I was just cured of it.

"Do you like what you see?" She asked me, letting out a soft and seductive giggle. "Maybe you'd like some service?"

The covers on my bed were ripped off onto the ground as she climbed onto it, resting on top of me as I lay there half naked and still paralyzed from Miia's poison. She eyed my naked torso up and down letting out a satisfied smirk, before dragged her index finger down my chest sending a shiver up my spine. Slowly, she lowered her chest onto mine until our nipples were pressed up and rubbing against each another. I shuddered at a sudden jolt of pleasure that worked its way across my body, suppressing my reaction so as to not show a shameful face under her intense gaze.

"I promised the others I wouldn't make a move until we agreed on the arrangements together." She whispered, her voice husky and hot. "But a small taste is fine, isn't it?"

As she leaned forwards to capture my lips with hers, a force I couldn't see kicked the back her head, crashing it into my own in a brutal head-butt. The impact sent my world into a spin, my vision still swimming as I heard two familiar voices arguing with one another.

"Hey~." I heard the spider girl's voice whine. "A hoof to the head is no joke you know."

"That is enough, Rachnera." The other voice responded. "Were you not the one who proposed that we deliberate our marital arrangements as a clan before engaging in intimacy."

That voice. As my vision cleared, I looked up to see, "Cetorea."

At my call, Centorea turned to see me awake. She was uninjured, I was pleased to notice, from the fight with the Roper and the Alraune. She too seemed pleased to see me.

"And look at what at what you did to Honey." The now named Rachnera grumbled, gesturing to my face from the side of the bed. "You hurt him too."

Centorea's eyes widened as she got a better look at me, her serious expression instantly morphing into one of flustered embarrassment. All in all, she painted quite a cute picture.

"M-my sincerest apologies milord," Centorea shouted, quickly kneeling before me like a knight, "please forgive my carelessness."

It was only then that I noticed a small trickle of blood flowing down onto my face from my forehead. I had pretty good idea of what my durability was like so I doubted she did any serious damage and most likely the blow only broke the skin. Besides, I couldn't really stay mad at a face like that.

"Don't worry about it." I said wiping the blood off my face with a towel that Rachnera had passed me. "It's just a small scratch."

Centorea protested. "But…"

"It's fine." I said with finality. The quicker I ended the conversation, the less time Centorea would have to wallow in her guilt.

Suddenly the doors to the room banged open once more as blue blur came rushing inside and slammed into my body.

"Husband!"

It was a harpy this time. Bearing shoulder-length, messy hair the color of the blue sky, she possessed the distinctive characteristics of all harpies with her light-blue wings extending from her elbows, her small lithe frame and her talons acting as her feet. She was wearing a black tube top and short shorts.

"Husband!" She cheered again, exuberantly bouncing on top of me and shaking the bed. It was a little uncomfortable, but she was fairy light. Quite frankly, it was a little endearing. This went on for a few more moments. Suddenly, she stopped, giving me a troubled look.

"Who're you?" She asked with suspicion. It looked like she was a complete and total birdbrain.

"Honey here is our husband." Rachnera explained for the girl, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Say hi, Papi." Immediately, the harpy reverted back to her earlier attitude, her eyes shining with joy. She cheered before she straddled me on the bed and cuddled into my chest.

"Is she always like this?" I asked, looking to Rachnera and Centorea for an answer.

"All the time." Rachnera deadpanned. "You get used to it after a while."

"Darling!" The cry was accompanied by another crash from the door. It was the lamia I had seen when I had fought the Templars, Miia. Behind her past the open doors, there was another girl in a wheelchair with long pink hair, blue eyes and fin-like ears wearing a gothic lolita style outfit.

"Forgive me, Miss Centorea," The finned girl said, "I tried to stop her, but Miia was determined."

"It's alright Meroune." Centorea said, before turning to eye Miia. "Were you not told to stay in bed? Or do you so desperately wish to open your wounds and injure yourself once more?"

"But everyone else gets to meet Darling!" The red-haired lamia whined with tears forming around her eyes. "I want to do lovey dovey things with him too!"

Rachnera sighed, massaging the bridge of her nose with her index finger and thumb. "Fine. We'll do this."

o0o

I feel like it took a lot longer than it should have for us to get organized and start the meeting in the room Miia had been assigned. A room which was only down the hall from my own. However, I was still weak from Miia's paralysis poison, a fact that pushed the poor lamia into a frenzy of distressed apologies despite my frequent assurances. Due to the combination of my temporary paralysis and my twisted ankle, Centorea insisted that she carry me to our destination, kneeling down and offering her back for me to ride.

Chaos ensued.

Papi was the first to move, grabbing me by the shoulders with her sharp talons and taking off in flight. She immediately crashed both of us into the ceiling. Apparently, she forgot we were indoors. Miia then grabbed me, picking me off the ground and wrapping her powerful tail around me. With speeds you would not expect from a creature without legs, she took off slithering, dragging and knocking me behind her against the floor. I never knew carpet burn could be made deadly.

Finally, Rachnera got fed up and in a stunning display of dexterity used her silk threads to tie up both Miia, Papi and for some reason Meroune, who had done nothing up until this point, in suggestive bondage and walked off grumbling, dragging her catch behind her. This left a blushing Centorea to help me up and carry me to the other room.

So there we were, standing around Miia's bed. It seemed awkward to keeping riding Centorea while the others talked so with her help I got off her back and sat down next to Miia on the bed. Though the centaur seemed displeased, she didn't say anything.

"Before we begin," Rachnera said, kicking off the meeting. "why don't we get introductions out of the way. Honey is going to be our husband from now on."

Centorea was first.

"We have already had the fortune of meeting." The proud centaur began. "But allow me to formally introduce myself. The name I have proudly carried since birth is Centorea. Tis an honor to have you and bear your seed."

Dead silence greeted her introduction as her fellow sisters looked at her with looks varying from surprise to amusement.

"Wow, Cerea." Miia muttered sounding mildly impressed, "Why don't you let him get back on his own two feet before jumping his bones."

Slowly realizing what she had just said, Centorea's face turned into a bright shade of red. "Wait! I didn't mean… it just slipped out!"

It seemed Centorea's knightly façade instantly dropped whenever she got embarrassed.

"Hai-Hai!" Papi called out next, waving up a feather wing while Centorea continued to mumble excuses in the background. "Hi Husband! I'm Papi the harpy… wait… was it Parpy the Hapi… Parpipa Papi Harpy… Parpippa Hapi?"

It was genuinely bizarre watching the harpy girl get confused over her own name. Moving on, I turned my eyes towards the pink haired girl sitting in a wheelchair. Seeing my eyes turn towards her, she smiled as she introduced herself.

"My name is Meroune Lorelei, a mermaid." She said as she pulled up the hem of her dress allowing a scaly finned tail to become visible. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Dearest."

Well that solved the mystery of what species my last wife-to-be was. A centaur, an arachne, a lamia, a harpy and a mermaid, huh. Now that I think about it, they made a particularly good search and capture team in terms of the hunt. A centaur who specialised in speed and combat, a lamia capable of utilizing paralyzing poison, a harpy for long range reconnaissance, an arachne who used her threads to lay traps and a mermaid to cover the nearby waters. I idly wondered if their skillset was what had brought them together to begin with.

"Hey darling~." A sultry voice brought me out of my musing as I looked beside me to see the lamia leaning her chest against my arm. While they were not as big as Centorea's or Rachnera's, her breasts were still considerable. "The name's Miia. I'll be in you care."

She finished her sentence by giving me a slow lick on the edge of my lips with her long tongue. It only ended when webbing seemingly came out of nowhere and covered Miia's entire face, knocking her back into the bed. I looked to see where to webbing came from to see Rachnera whistling innocently.

After a moment, she caught my eyes and quickly introduced herself. "You've already met me Honey, but the name's Rachnera Arachnera." She paused here before finishing in a lascivious drawl. "We'll be getting to know each other much better, I promise."

From what they had explained to me, it turned out that after I had passed out, Papi had spotted Miia and led the others to our location. From there, they had brought Miia and me to the nearest monster village to get treatment for Miia's wounds while Rachnera had tied up the Templars and contacted the local authorities. Currently, we were checked into a monster girl inn, which explained why all the rooms and hallways seemed overly spacious since they were probably designed to accommodate a larger monster girl's size. Apparently that was the crux of the problem.

"I'm not comfortable with Honey staying in this village for long." Rachnera announced, wasting no time getting to the matter at hand. "The sooner we get him back home the better."

The declaration seemed to surprise the others, who gave her strange looks.

Centorea was the first to speak. "What compels you to say this Rachnera? We have only just arrived and neither Miia nor our lord is in any shape to make the journey."

Rachnera sighed. "You don't get it do you? All right then, let me ask you this. Did any of you see any men in this village when we came in?"

Her question caused the others to share perplexed glances as they began to catch on to what Rachnera was trying to get at.

"Now that you mention it," Miia mused. "that did seem a little strange. Usually we'd see at least a few families walking together here and there."

"It's obviously because of the hunt." Rachnera explained. "Think about it. Every year, hordes of monster girls come here to try and find a husband. With that many horny young girls in one place at once, it's not surprising if some sore losers decided that they would try to bring home someone who wasn't a legitimate candidate."

"Rachnera, surely you do not suggest that there are rogues who would kidnap men who have already been bonded in holy matrimony." Centorea exclaimed. "Tis forbidden under the strictest penalty of extra-species law."

"Stealing is illegal but that doesn't mean people don't have to lock their doors before they leave the house." Rachnera said cynically, shrugging her shoulders. "None of the wives in this village are taking any chances. We shouldn't either. If we leave within the next 30 minutes we can still get Honey home safe and sound before nightfall."

"Hear, Hear!" Miia agreed, a round of firm nods from her fellow sisters accompanying the declaration.

"Of course." Rachnera continued, holding up a red ribbon. "There's still the matter of this thing."

It was my identification band, the one I had been given in front of the gates before the Hunt had begun and the one Rachnera and the others had to deliver back to Nippon to fully claim me as their husband.

"We still need to get this back to the administrators by tonight." Meroune stated, voicing the obvious conclusion that formed in almost everyone else's mind by this point. "Which means we will have to split up into separate teams."

"Miia will have to remain here." Centorea stated, eliciting a shout of protest from the lamia. "The doctor prohibited any kind of strenuous activity for at least a day until her wounds healed."

Seeing that Miia was about to protest, I reached out to put my hand in hers, our fingers intertwined. She looked up at me for a moment startled, disappointment evident in her eyes.

"It's only going to be a day." I told her. "We can make up time afterwards, I promise."

That persuaded her to give in, accepting our reason as she sat back into the bed in defeat.

"Meroune, can you look after her?" Centorea asked, turning towards the mermaid.

"Of course." The demure girl answered. "I would be happy to watch lady Miia until she is better.

"In that case." Centorea announced, "I shall bear the honor of-"

"Delivering the ID ribbon to Nippon." Rachnera cut in, surprising the centaur girl. "Papi and I can get Honey back to the house."

"But!"

Rachnera didn't even let her finish. With surprising quickness, ropes made of spider silk wrapped themselves around Centorea, lifting all four of her legs off the ground and binding her arms behind her back. Crisscrossing diamond-shaped patterns of thread on her upper body pressed her shirt against her skin, accentuating her shapely breasts. A thicker thread had also made its way into her mouth, gagging her.

"Don't be ridiculous." Rachnera scolded. "You can pretend all you want, but you're clearly tired from fighting those man-eaters earlier. Do you really expect us to entrust our precious husband to you in your current condition?"

Angry muffled grunting was her only reply.

"Or did you forget how you dropped Honey already on our way here?"

Huh… so that was how I got that bump on the back of my head. This time the responding grunts were more embarrassed.

"After you get Honey registered with the Nippon officials, you can come back here and stay the night. I'm counting on you to be the responsible one and bring Miia and Meroune home back safely tomorrow."

More grunts. This time they sounded defeated.

"Well then," Rachnera said turning towards me with a mischievous smile. "Now that we've got that out of the way, are you ready to get going Honey?"

o0o

A sack. That was their ingenious method of sneaking me out of the inn and outside the monster village. It was an odd experience stuck inside the cramped dark space while being shaken back and forth as Rachnera carried me over her shoulder for several long minutes. Eventually, after some considerable amount of time, the sack opened up and the world brightened, revealing my arachne wife-to-be looking down at me.

"How are you doing down there?" She asked as she helped me out of the bag. "Is the ankle alright?"

As she set me down onto the ground, I gave my ankle a tentative twirl. I've always been a fast healer, but I somehow doubted I would be able to run or even walk at any sort of decent pace without worsening my injury. I told her as much. "I might be able to limp, but I doubt I'll be going any where far?"

Rachnera sighed. "It's to be expected. I sent Papi up ahead since she can't see well at night so she's better off at home but she'll also be able to warn us if there are any other monsters up ahead so I doubt we'll be getting into any fights. That being said, I'd like to get you back home before nightfall so… "And here she turned to her side, patting the junction that connected her spider abdomen to the rest of her body. "I'll have to carry you."

At her urging, I clambered on top of her cephalothorax behind her human torso. It was then that I noticed a problem… a big problem. You see, unlike Centorea, Rachnera's human torso also rested on a set of human buttocks that sat on her spider body. It was a rather fine set of buttocks if I do say so myself. But now I was positioned directly behind that fine posterior, my crotch area pressed up against it. Immediately, I tried to readjust my position grabbing her hips with my hands to shuffle back so that my crotch was no longer rubbing up against her ass.

"What are you doing?" Rachnera asked in an annoyed tone.

Crap! Had she noticed?

She grabbed my hands off her waist, but rather than removing them like I had expected she pulled them forward, dragging my body along with it until it was completely pressed up against hers. Any space that I had just created between my groin and her rear was now gone, even more squished together than they were before. She wrapped my arms around her abdomen until my hands were holding on to the opposite sides of her waist.

"I have the proportionate speed of a spider." She scolded me. "If you don't hold on tightly, you might end up falling off."

I nodded, forcing out a response in a desperate attempt to ignore the body of the soft and warm girl that was currently pressed up against me. I could do this. My mind is the master of my body. My desires secondary to my iron will.

And then she started running.

Trying to ignore her body when she was stationary was a challenge entirely on its own, but when she running her entire body rocked up and down. But it wasn't like a horse's gallop mind you. It was much worse. Because Rachnera ran on all eight of her legs, her body was shaking at much higher frequency. It was like sitting on top of a running washing machine and my entire body practically vibrating against hers.

Please…. No

It was too much to ask. She was so soft and firm. My body couldn't take that kind of punishment.

'HELLOOO RACHNERAAAA!' My lower body waved, making its presence known.

God dammit, penis.

Suddenly, I felt Rachnera slow to a stop. We had only been running for a few minutes. She turned around with a sly smile on her luscious lips. It was something I tried not to dwell on but Rachnera, much like all my other wives-to-be that I had met today, was beautiful and seeing her face and her sensuous expression only stiffened my growing erection.

"Did I just feel something grow harder?" Rachnera asked, her tone mixing amusement and excitement.

"No!" I squeaked, stating an obvious lie. "It's just your imagination."

I know it's bad to lie to someone you were practically married to at this point, but I couldn't help it. It felt so pathetic. What kind of guy gets horny for a girl when she's trying to get you to safety?

"Is that so?" Rachnera drawled, clearly not believing me. "Well I guess we can keep going. Hold on tight Honey."

She finished her statement by sensually rubbing her rear against my length, now firmly wedged between her cheeks, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. My junior twitched at the stimulation even as my breath caught in my throat.

She took off running once more with my hardened length pressed firmly up against her. The shaking had gotten even worse than it was before and the stimulation was soon unbearable. She had to have been doing it on purpose. There was no way she didn't know what she was doing to me.

I did everything I could to hold on to my sense of discipline, to try to reassert control over my own body. I had to ignore it, not just the stimulation but everything else as well. Her lavender scented hair that whipped against my face, her voluptuous body so warm and soft against mine.

No! Stop it! That's exactly what you weren't suppose to think about! Bad thoughts! Don't do this to me penis!

It was too late. The pleasure was inescapable. And there, in the middle of the road while I was riding behind my future wife… I came.

Penis, you betray me every time.

Once more, I felt Rachnera slow to a stop. She could not have looked any more pleased with herself if she tried. She asked, "Did you just do what I think you did?"

"No!" I squeaked, desperately trying to hold up the transparent charade. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Really?" Rachnera asked feigning innocence. "Then you didn't just cum?"

"No." I lied, praying to whatever deity that would be the end of it.

"Something's definitely wet… Oh no! You didn't pee your pants, did you Honey?" Rachnera asked, gasping in mock concern. "I knew we should have let you go to the bathroom before we left. I better check it, just in case."

She grabbed my arms, still wrapped around her waist, and easily lifted me up and onto the ground showing a surprising amount of strength as she did so.

"No! Wait!" Desperately, I clutched at my stained pants to try and keep it on. It was no use. Using her sharp claws, she simply ripped them to pieces, knocking me on my back and leaving me completely exposed to her. The guilty evidence of my sticky situation was as plain as day

"You liar." Rachnera practically sang. "You did cream your pants."

I couldn't say anything. Instead, I looked away, averting her gaze, my face red with shame. I felt like if a random portal inexplicably opened up from the ground, I would have jumped in, no questions asked, just to escape this situation. I heard a sigh before I felt her clawed hand on my cheek, gently pulling my face towards hers until our eyes met.

"Honey." She said, her tone more serious. "It's not anything shameful that you should have to lie about it."

"It's embarrassing." I mumbled. "You and everyone else are working so hard to make sure I'm safe and I can't even stop myself from getting horny." In response, Rachnera giggled, genuinely amused, before leaning down towards me.

"So?" She asked, "What's so embarrassing about it? It's not like I'd think less of you for it. All this shows is that you're attracted to me and besides, "She rested her arms around my shoulders, bringing our faces together until they were inches apart. "We're going to be husband and wife. There shouldn't be any lies between us. I'd much rather have a genuine husband who's a dork than a fake one who tries to act cool."

"Rachnera." Up until now, I only managed to get brief impressions of my other wives to be. With Rachnera, this was one of the first glimpses I got into her true personality. "I'm sorry… for lying I mean."

Rachnera smiled. "Apology accepted. Now then," She looked down at my still erect penis and her smile turned devious. "I see you're still hard. We can't have you all pent up like that now, can we. Don't worry Honey, your loving wife will take care of it right away."

There was little need for much foreplay. Despite having cum only moments before, my cock has still erect, standing proudly much to my chagrin. Moving in closer, Rachnera opened her lips and slowly lapped her tongue against the length of my penis, from its base to its head, sending a shiver down my spine.

Any word of protest that I could have mustered died right there before it could even leave my lips. She took a few experimental licks, meticulously lapping up and swallowing the evidence of my previous orgasm, before closing her mouth on the head of my cock. With her lips locked firmly against my sensitive flesh, she began licking my head, swirling her tongue up and down, side to side.

I bit back a moan when she began licking my glans, gently poking the edge of her tongue against my urethral opening. Rachnera reacted to my muffled cries of pleasure by pushing down another few inches into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the shaft as she reached up and slid her hands beneath my shirt to start playing with my nipples. I couldn't subdue my reaction at that. I cried out in ecstasy, my body convulsing helplessly as Rachnera continued her ministrations with even more vigor.

Eventually, Rachnera bumped her nose against my pubic region, deep throating my length completely as she continued sucked diligently. Suddenly, Rachnera reared her head back leaving only the glan of my penis was in her mouth, before slamming her head down back to the base. She repeated the process, slowly increasing her speed until she jackhammering her head down on my penis, giving me a sort of power fellatio. It began feeling even better when Rachnera started humming, creating vibrations with her lips.

It was like triple assault as Rachnera quickly moved her head up and down my cock while simultaneously swirling her tongue and humming on my sensitive flesh. I tried to resist for as long as possible but when she gently squeezed my nipples I realized it would be impossible. Rachnera's skills were simply far too beyond that of human capabilities for me to be able to deny her. It wasn't too long before I could feel the lower regions of my body begin to twitch, signaling my impending orgasm. Rachnera must have felt it too because she retreated her mouth up my cock until only the head remained pressed between her lips.

I came, experiencing pleasure unlike anything I had ever felt before. Rope after rope of semen shot out into Rachnera's mouth while she rolled the liquid around with her tongue, savoring it. Even as I came down my high, my orgasm coming to an end, she kept licking her tongue against my head trying to coax a little more to spurt into her mouth.

Panting heavily, I looked up at her as she finally removed herself from my cock and leaned over me. With slow deliberation she opened her mouth to show me her cum stained tongue, creating the most erotic scene I had ever seen in my life, before finally swallowing her snack.

"Mmmmm… delicious." Rachnera commented, her voice low and seductive. "That's good. I'm going to enjoy it every chance I get from now on. How was it for you Honey?"

For a moment, I considered trying to deny it. But then I remembered the conversation we had just before. Rachnera was my wife now. I wouldn't lie to her.

"It was great." I whispered, my face still red with arousal.

"That's good." Rachnera smiled, seeming genuinely happy. Then she looked down. "But you're little junior down there looks like it's eager for more." I followed her gaze to see penis still upright and hard despite the amazing blow job it just experienced.

Dammit penis, every time!

"You must have some impressive libido." Rachnera mused, sounding pleased as she eyed my erection. "Or maybe you're just that aroused by me? Is that it?"

She paused thinking thoughtfully as she judged my expression. Her smile widened, looking positively beatific when I nodded in affirmative.

"So Honey, what part of me turns you on the most? They're not as big as Centorea's but I'm pretty confident about my breasts." She said, lifting up her top and pressing her chest against mine. "But then again, you did seem to enjoy my ass a lot before. Well, what is it? Are you an ass man or a breasts kind of guy?"

What part of her did I like best? She may have as well asked for a list. What part of her didn't I like? Her voluptuous and firm body, her seductive voice, her eyes that seemed to pierced my very soul. Overwhelmed by desire, I muttered the one answer that came the most naturally to me.

"Legs."

For a moment, there was nothing but complete silence while she stared at me in disbelief before leaning back and laughing. She looked at me with a smile but I noticed a tinge of bitterness in it. "That's really nice of you Honey but I want an honest answer."

I frowned. Why would she think I was lying? "That was my honest answer. Your legs are very alluring."

"My legs." Rachnera all but spat. "Are the most inhuman parts of my body. They're the legs of a spider, of a pest. I'd understand if you didn't feel disgusted by them, not everyone is grossed out by bugs, but don't pretend you find them sexy."

"Then you must find me pretty disgusting too." I said, surprising Rachnera with the venom in my voice. I was angry, something that rarely ever happened, but I suppose I had one too many buttons pushed today. "After all human men are just hairless monkeys without tails right? I mean, what kind of monster girl would be attracted to something like that?"

"That's not the same!"

"You're wrong!" I shouted jumping up from the ground (and ignoring the pain on my ankle), startling Rachnera. "Seriously! What kind of twisted person do you think I am? That I would find some parts of you sexy and other parts disgusting! Or do you think I'm the same as those Templars back there? I'm not! Let me say this because it's the truth. There isn't a single part of you that I find disgusting and there isn't a single part of you that's unattractive."

She looked at me with shock evident on her face. In any other circumstances I might have found it amusing to watch her open and close her mouth like a goldfish trying to find the rights words to say. Now that I think about, I think this was probably the first time I ranted about anything to anyone.

"I mean why does it even matter if you have spider legs." I continued on in lieu of her silence. "You're an arachne. That's what you're supposed to have. It'd be weird if you didn't. Why does that make you like an insect or a pest? How do you think that makes feel to have my future wife compare herself to those things? So what if they're different. Everyone is different. The world would be boring if everyone was the same. But that doesn't mean they aren't beautiful in their own right! You are beautiful Rachnera Arachnera, every last part of you, and there isn't a damn thing that will ever take that away from me!

I was panting for breath as I finished my tirade. Back in Nippon, I don't think I've ever been that angry in an argument. Heck, I can't even remember the last time I even had an argument with someone.

"You really mean that don't you." Rachnera asked, sounding breathless. "You really find me that beautiful."

"I won't lie to my wife." I told her, harkening back to our earlier conversation. "Not any more."

I was tackled to the ground in an instant. For a moment, I saw nothing but blue skies before Rachnera leaned herself over me, pinning my body to the ground. Her face was flush with excitement and desire as she stared intently into my eyes. Her entire body was shaking.

"I was really trying to hold myself back." She said to no one in particular. "I was planning on taking you back home and waiting for the others before making any serious moves. I might have teased you a little or made sure your junior was satisfied but I would have-

"R…Rachnera?" I called, more than a little nervous.

"It's not fair!" Rachnera exclaimed loudly. "After doing something like that how can you expect me to not fall in love with you?! It's all your fault, Honey. For being so kind, for being so loving. I can't hold myself back anymore."

She leaned away from me, lifting up the cloth between her legs to reveal that she had been going commando the entire time. Even from where I was sitting, I could smell the musky scent of pheromones in the air from her wet juices. It was intoxicating, completely overwhelming my olfactory senses. I watched in trepid fascination as she aligned the tip of my still erect cock to the entrance of her pussy.

"I love you, Honey." She said, before taking my virginity.

It wasn't gentle. Right after the head of my cock slipped into her vagina, she slammed down her hips against mine, taking in my entire length in one stroke. My entire world rocked as my senses were taken over by carnal pleasure. Her pussy was warm and wet having been flooded with her juices. Ridges of firm flesh lined her inner walls, each rubbing and pleasuring a different part of my dick. It was too much. It only had been a few moments and I was already struggling to stop myself from coming a third time.

"Rachnera…" I forced out, my brain feeling like it was turning to mush. "We have to get home."

"Don't worry, Honey." Rachnera grinned, giving me an affectionate kiss on the lips. "I just thought of something."

Suddenly, she slipped her hands under my ass and picked me up entirely, not allowing me to pull out so much as an inch for even a moment. Her pedipalps, pincer-like organs resembling the thighs of a human woman, wrapped around my waist, locking me in place. She gave my ass a quick squeeze and then the bondage started.

With my body locked in place, she grabbed my hands and wrapped them around her waist once more, this time from the front. Once positioned, I felt my arms being tied together by her silk threads. I didn't even know how she managed to do that but with my arms forcibly locked around her waist, our bodies became tightly pressed against one another, her soft breasts squished against my chest.

With my arms fastened, Rachnera quickly turned her attention to my legs which were skillfully secured in a frog tie position, my ankles tightly bound to the back of my thighs with my knees pointing downwards. Then she used another set of ropes and knots to suspend me entire body in the air, wrapping the links on my waist to her own so that it restricted the maximum movement of my lower body to less than a few inches. The entire position was designed so that I could neither pull away from her or even completely pull out of her. I was trapped like a fly in her web of lust.

"Rachnera." I gasped, my body now tied to hers.

"Let's get going now Honey." She said. Despite keeping her composure, her face never once lost its lustful glow.

Then I realized something. It took about ten minutes for me cum when I was riding on her back from the vibrations of her running pace. What would happen if that same motions occurred while I was inside her? I would go insane from the pleasure. I would lose myself completely. That realization passed in a second. I didn't even get another before she took off.

It was beyond imagination. Rachnera's pedipalps were wrapped firmly around my waist, controlling the thrusts of my hips into her crotch at a sedate pace. As if that wasn't already enough to make me cum, the pleasure from the constant shaking, a by-product of all the impacts that Rachnera made whenever one of her legs hit and launched off the ground was slowly turning my turning my mind to mush, impairing my cerebral capabilities. Her large breasts rubbed up and down against mine with her movements and with my forearms tied so tightly behind her back, I couldn't even pull away to try save the last vestiges of my sanity

"Rachnera! Please slow down." I moaned, no longer able to hide any of my reactions as she bounced me in and out of her wet folds. Whether I was talking about our running pace or our fucking pace, I had no idea. She was so tight. Like almost all teenage boys, I had masturbated before. But no hormonal fantasy my perverse imagination had ever conjured up could even compare to the frenzied euphoria I was feeling now.

"Sorry Honey, but we have to get home before dark." Rachnera said, hardly apologetic as she fucked me with gusto. "You'll just have to bear it until then." She punctuated her statement by thrusting me even deeper inside of her, squeezing even tighter than before.

Pleasure wracked my entire body, sending it into an uncontrollable succession of spasms. It was as though strength left my body, leaving me unable to muster enough power to control my own facial muscles and reign in my expressions. Consequentially, I could feel my eyes start to roll up towards the back of my head while my tongue slipped out of my mouth, drool trailing down my chin.

Rachnera took advantage of my current state to lean forward and capture my lips with her own in a kiss that made her earlier one look chaste and innocent by comparison. In fact, I wouldn't even call what she was doing to me a kiss. A kiss is supposed to me loving and mutual. But Rachnera didn't do either of those things, she dominated. It was simply in her nature. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth wrestling my own into submission. No resistance was tolerated. No part of my mouth was denied to her. Every inch of my oral cavity was hers to explore and enjoy. When she was done, she skillfully pulled my tongue into her own mouth, guiding it to do the same. She tasted of berries.

After several minutes of indulging in our intense make-out session, she pulled back and stared into lovingly into my eyes, her face flush red with lust. "Is this your first time Honey?"

My mind practically shut down by this point. Despite my best efforts, it was as though I had somehow forgotten how to put words together. So instead, I nodded in affirmative while my tongue slipped out again as though it was longing for a second round of her ministrations.

"For the kiss or the sex? Both?" I nodded again and my admission seemed to please Rachnera. She whispered into my ear. "I'm glad I was your first... on both accounts. You're mine now and I'm going to make sure you never forget this moment."

Having said her piece, she pulled me closer until my face rested at the crook of her neck, on hand reached around my back to keep me steady and another never leaving its spot on my butt. For some reason, it felt right and I comfortably snuggled closer into her body, allowing myself to become one with her. How could I lose control of everything so quickly? I had never planned on reaching this stage of our relationship so early on. I imagined I would at least have a few days to get to know my wives but in hindsight with the monster girl mating season having been in effect weeks ago, this year's delay in the Hunt probably left many participants even hornier than usual. As a result, I was now being fucked by a woman I had just met today, a woman who would not be satisfied until I submitted completely to her.

"I don't care if I have to share you with the others." Rachnera whispered seductively into my ear as she picked up the pace, contracting her pedipalps around my waist and thrusting my cock all the way up inside her until the tip kissed at the entrance to her womb. "Even if I'm not your only woman, I'll make sure that I'm your favorite one."

I could hardly even think straight, delirious with pleasure. My entire body was trembling as she pounded me up inside her even faster and deeper than before.

"Honey?" she called out to me, "Honey are you still with me?" When I didn't answer her, she gave my ass a hard squeeze, eliciting a long and sharp moan from me. "Honey, tell me when you're about to cum." Again there was no answer from me. I was too intoxicated in our lovemaking. "If you cum without telling me, I won't let you cum again."

That broke me out of my euphoria. Thinking back on it later, I would realize it was an empty threat. Rachnera would never do something like that to me. She wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. But in my state of carnal bliss, the very idea of never being able to cum again, of being deprived of this sensation, was terrifying. I answered back to her between my moans, having to muster up my remaining willpower to connect even the most basic words into a sentence. "O… kay, Rach…nee…. I- Ah!... I'll do it."

That seemed to please her, because she reached down with both her hands to grab my bottom and started power fucking me, lifting me up and down through sheer arm strength alone. It was feat only made possible by her arachne physiology which possessed the proportionate strength of a spider, stronger than any human could ever hope to be. It was a dizzying experience, basically being shaken in the air. That in combination with the powerful waves of pleasure, that her tight walls massaging and grinding against my penis were inducing, was quickly bringing me to completion.

"Rachnee… I'm going t- Ahhhhhh… … I'm going to cum!"

Suddenly she stopped, letting go of my posterior while wrapping her pedipalps around my waist tightly until the head of my penis poked up into her womb. With her hands free she clamped down the sides of my head and brought it up so that we were face to face.

"I want to see it." Rachnera whispered, her breath hot against mine. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, her expression akin to that of a hungry predator. "I want to see all the cute expressions you'll make when you cum. I want to see your eyes roll up into the back of your head and your tongue loll out of your mouth while you moan my name shooting your seed inside of me."

My eyes widened in horror. For the first time since we began making sweet love, I became self conscious of my current state, realizing the humiliating position I was in. Barely even able to make words while I surrendered myself to someone else. I begged her. "Rachnee… please... don't"

"It's too late to act coy." Rachnera cut me off imperiously. "Especially not after crying out all those slutty squeals of yours."

I felt like crying. Were my moans really that slutty? The Rachnera I had just met was far gone now, taken over by her natural impulse. No matter how much the society around them has changed over the centuries, monster girls have always been predators by nature since the era when mankind roamed the earth in furs. Rachnera, like the rest of her species, had inherited the hunting instincts of her ancestors. To dominate me. To wring me dry of my semen. To bring me to orgasm again and again until all resistance was gone and I became her loyal submissive pet. It was then that I was hit by a realization.

I was about to scream for her… for my master.

I was going to show her a pathetic face…one twisted by pleasure and submission.

She was going defile every last inch of body and make me show a side of myself I have never shown to anyone else in my life.

She was going to take me for her own.

Spurred on by the last remnants of my dignity, my body fell into a frenzy, thrashing against hers as I desperately tried to pull my face away from hers, to hide my embarrassing expression. It was futile. She was stronger than me and her grip was like iron. The thrashing only made the pleasure worse, bringing me even closer to completion. Before I knew it, I came.

"Rachnee!"

Some men have described the pleasure as a wave. If that was the case, then the sensation of cumming inside Rachnera felt like a tsunami. White hot proof of my surrender flooded her womb, spurting far more liquid than I had ever thought was possible. The fleshy coils of her vagina never stopped contracting around my cock, trying to squeenze out every last drop of semen it could and to keep me erect for another round.

I have no idea what kind of expressions I made when I finally came. I could only imagine based on Rachnera's face that glowed with delight and satisfaction. I had failed to keep my face from her gaze and I had shown her everything. I could feel the last pieces of my pride crumble away. She had taken my body, and now my spirit was hers as well. When Rachnera made me shoot semen into her mouth, I had seen stars. This time, I passed out, unable to handle the exertion anymore. As I collapsed into her soft chest, I could feel Rachnera stroking my hair and gently cradling my body against hers.

"Sleep well, my sweet Honey." She whispered into my ear. "I love you."

"I'm yours." I whispered back.

And then, my world went dark.

AN: I feel like this chapter took a lot longer than the first despite the fact that I was on break partly because of procrastination/laziness, partly because character interactions are more difficult to write than general exposition and mostly because I had never written a sex-scene at all before especially a fully committed sex scene. Even now, after dozens of major revisions, I'm not completely satisfied with it. This chapter was also a lot longer than I expected or wanted it to be and I'm trying to keep my chapter lengths consistent to the prologue.

I chose Rachnee to be Kimihito's first since she's the best god-damned waifu in my humble opinion. This meant I spent copious amounts of time on wikipedia and less than appropriate sites looking up the names/descriptions of various bondage positions (Since I imagine bondage to be Rachnera's thing) along with spider anatomy. In spirit of laziness induced procrastination, I also watched more hentai on my spare time in the name of 'research'. All in all my browser/search history has now taken a turn for the weird. It's not even that perverted, mostly just completely bizarre.

It also seems kind of bizarre to have Kimihito's rant in the middle of sex, but honestly, I'm sick of people comparing Cetorea to a horse or Miia to a snake and how sex with them would basically be the equivalent. It's not and go fuck yourself if you think that.

I'm going to try to have at least one chapter dedicated to each monster girl waifu the same way this chapter focused on Rachnera. That being said, I'm going to go finish Mon-Mosu Quest and some novels before working on this fic again. Then the semester begins so expect a decent delay with the next chapter. (Spoilers: Centorea is going to be #2)