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Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of both violent and sexual nature. If you are under the age of 18, or 21 in some states, please do not continue reading.

That said, this story is not nice. It is not intended to be nice, in any way. If you can't stomach rape, pain, gore, death, etc, then do -not- read on. If those kinds of things intrigue you, or even turn you on, then by all means feel free to read and comment.

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Callie whimpered as she stumbled and pinwheeled, keeping her feet only through a combination of luck and feline balance. The forest around her was alive with the sounds of pursuit as multiple creatures continued to hunt her mercilessly. The poor catgirl had been running for hours now after discovering something she apparently should not have.

The ever typical feline anthropomorph, Callie had always enjoyed taking long walks through the forest behind her house. Something about the open, clean air filling her lungs, brushing past her auburn fur combined with the freedom to wander about wearing little more than a couple of scraps of cloth to cover her ample breasts and rounded hips...it was exhilarating.

She'd been on one such walk not too long ago, strolling idly along various paths all familiar to her. It had started in the morning, so she was very deep into the woodland before the accident that started all of this. Without realizing it she came upon a small clearing, no more than a few feet each way. Unfortunately for her, it was occupied with a being she'd never seen before...perhaps no one living had ever seen before.

It stood well over seven feet tall, covered from head to toe in not flesh but a very shiny black carapace. It might have well been encased in the strongest body armor known. Two legs supported it, but it had six arms. On the uppermost arms there were fully functional hands, if a bit crude with each finger being stiff and barely flexible. The middle pairs seemed more dexterous, but also far simpler. A single digit akin to a claw ended these appendages, those four tips being able to curl about completely. Its head was awkwardly shaped, oblong with no hair or distinguishing features...save the eight jewel-like eyes set in the front and top. Furthermore, instead of just a mouth it had a very vicious looking set of pincers, between which rested a gleaming pair of fangs nestled in the nook of its maw.

Callie's blue eyes widened and bulged like twin balloons, watching in stunned terror as the creature held some poor being, wrapped in a silken cocoon, to its mouth. It made a slight gurgling sound as it fed, causing the catgirl to whimper and mewl as she turned to flee...a bad mistake on her part. The insectoid lifted its head, focused on her, and let out a piercingly loud shriek followed by rapid clicks of its mandibles. In moments the forest was alive, clicks and movement all around her as she fled.

Lost in her thoughts, the poor feline never saw a thing. Her reverie was broken only when she ran into what felt like a solid wall...made of invisible bricks. Very sticky bricks. Only after a moment did she manage to get her bearings and notice the incredibly fine strands comprising the massive web spanning the distance between two trees. Unable to move, Callie let out a soft whimper between pants for breath and put up a weak struggle. Her efforts were quickly ended by a prick on her shoulder, causing her to wince and immediately pass out.

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The catch was nearly flawless, the prey perfect for use as a vessel. Her fur shone with health and her frame was built very sturdily. Wide hips, a good capacity, and she struggled against capture proving a fine will to live. The brood mother clicked her mandibles in agreement and things were set into place, the breeders called for and a male selected for fertilization. The cat-creature was drug to her cell and secured properly, then stripped down and prepared for incubation.

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Callie awoke with a groan, her head feeling about as if she'd been stuffed full of cotton. The first thing she noticed was her lack of clothing. Even as sparse as it was, her previous attire had managed to provide her some modesty. Now her large, soft breasts were left to hang free, and her sex and rump exposed. Next thing on her list of notices was the soft yet unbreakable bonds holding her in place. About her waist was a thick cord to suspend her in the air, leading upwards to the ceiling high above her. Another securely bound her wrists behind her back and to the binding about her waist. Fourth and fifth wraps encircled her ankles, tying them to her knees and then to her middle. It managed to keep her in the air and prevent her from objecting to any abuse no matter what she might attempt.

Third, and lastly, she took in her surroundings. What she could see of them, at least. It was a cave of some sort layered multiple times in silk and bones. The rough rock walls were worn smooth by year upon year of wear and use. With her body in the position it was, though, she was unable to discern much else.

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, she did not have to wait long before being given something to focus on. Clicks and scrapes came from behind her, drawing ever closer. A bit of a mewl, nervous and fearful, announced her consciousness to the approaching arachnids. Once they arrived they set to work quickly, providing her no modecim of comfort.

Immediately the male turned her about and forced her view towards his crotch, the catgirl whimpering and squirming as she watched the carapace part a bit and a protrusion begin to emerge. It was almost unnoticeable at first, given it was equally dark and shiny compared to the armor surrounding it. As it grew, though, she began to realize what it was and shuddered in terror. The phallus stopped at well over a foot and a half in length, glistening with natural lubricant and throbbing heavily.

Callie tried her best to back away from it, but quickly realized her bound status left her with nothing to do but watch on. The male lowered his head and pricked her shoulder, right atop the previous wounds. She winced and bit her lower lip as she felt a warmth spreading through her quickly. In moments her body began to react, her temperature rising and her sex growing moist. Silently the girl cursed herself, but she knew quite well there was no resisting an injected substance.

Two females, their carapaces rounded in the middle, strode into view. They watched for a moment as the male surveyed his handiwork, then nodded and leaned back a bit. Their own crotches split and each sprouted a phallus of their own. These seemed different to Callie, though. Thicker, with wide holes in the tips rather than small. Still, the entire scene left her in a state of shock, preventing her from screaming as she was once more turned about and left to face an empty wall.

One of the creatures moved between her spread legs, causing her to jerk and whimper in fear. A phallus rubbed at her dripping sex, providing pleasure and allowing her to relax a little. Slowly, without much ceremony, it lined up and six powerful limbs wrapped about and held her tight. No mercy was given as unnatural strength drove the unbearably stiff rod into her virgin cunt.

Finally a scream managed to work its way out of Callie's poisoned and shocked body, echoing through the cave as an expression of the pain erupting from her torn sex. Her body had no chance whatsoever at containing the monster embedded within it, her walls stretched beyond their limits and torn. Blood streamed along the appendage lodged inside of her belly, adding further lubrication as it drove deeper still, battering her cervix and mercilessly tearing through it.

Agony. Pure, hot, intense agony shot through her as her womb was invaded by the thick protrusion. An eerie sound behind her, akin to a sigh, announced the end of the pistoning entry...though more trouble was apparently in store for the poor catgirl. A steady pulsing began inside of her, the phallus throbbing and twitching. Unable to see behind her, or much at all through her hazed mind, Callie simply waited and whimpered as tears streamed down her cheeks. Moments later the purpose of this entire process became clear as some heavy, thick substance began to pump into her newly opened womb.

It flooded into her body in a stream, more like a hose than a cock. Soon she felt bloated with the mass, her belly containing more than she thought possible. The catgirl actually sighed with relief when the creature pulled free of her abused cunt...though quickly realized it wasn't over. Another took its place and wasted no time in thrusting to the hilt inside of her poor body. A second torrent of the thick goo began to fill her womb, stretching it further with each heavy dose. Soon her stomach was bulging with the stuff, yet miraculously not a single drop escaped her. After an eternity of being filled the torment ended and she was left vacant for a second time.

By this point her pain had faded to a dull throb, the catgirl exhausted and used to the point of no longer caring. Her breath came in slow, deep sobs and her form slumped in her bonds. Her fur was matted with sweat and tears, blood and sexual juices caking her mound and thighs. Callie managed to catch a bit of a breather this time before being assaulted again, the largest of the three...apparently the male...lining up between her legs.

Callie barely had enough time to draw a breath before she was stretched even farther than before, ripping her further and forcing a blood curdling scream from her throat as the phallus buried to the hilt inside of her battered body. It bumped the back of her bloated womb and rested there a moment before setting up a quick, pistoning rhythm. Rather than just laying out his burden and leaving, this one apparently needed stimulation. The thrusts were merciless, the arachnoid driving into her like a machine. For several minutes she endured the pain, crying steadily and trembling. Finally, after what felt like years, it buried itself and held still. Pulsing again, but this time faster and gentler, a liquid began geysering out into her womb and mingling with the thicker substance. Her belly distended further, swelling to the point that she felt like bursting.

After her eternity of torture the flow came to a sputtering end, the cock wedged deep inside her poor body and twitching slightly in the afterglow of its pleasure. For a moment the male didn't move, probably listening to Callie letting out soft sobs of agony as her cunt throbbed in time to her heartbeat. Slowly the insectoid began to pull out, clicking and hissing to the females who replied in kind. Another substance began to pump into her from the massive pole buried inside of her, this one being far thicker than the others. It started at her cervix, clinging to her inner walls and quickly building up to a solid mass. All along her tunnel it was sprayed, filling her and hardening in moments. The vile creature finally pulled free of her tight body and coated her mound with a layer of the strange webbing, letting it encase her sex completely beneath a hard, chitinous shell.

Finished with their prey, the three very satisfied arachnids left quietly. Callie slumped in her bonds and wept openly in her pain, both physical and emotional. It didn't take long to cry herself to sleep despite the position of her body, not with the poison in her veins helping the process along.

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Callie awoke yet again to another series of clicks and hisses. Her mind was long since dulled by the steady visitation of one male after another. Had it been days...or weeks? It was hard to tell, as time simply blended together into one long period of rape and torment followed by another. Her ass was ripped and torn, barely able to satisfy the arachnids that came to claim her. Many had taken to using her throat instead, leaving her incapable of speech beyond simple grunts and whimpers. One particularly vicious spider had even cut into her breast and thrust into the soft meat there. Blood, semen, and several other fluids caked her previously glossy fur and hair, leaving her in a rather pathetic state. Her eyes rarely opened, even whenever another beast came to sate its lust on her. This new arrival moved itself between her legs, lining up with her ruined tail hole and thrusting into her unceremoniously. The process began anew and the catgirl simply hung her head and waited, her bloated belly growing heavier by the day.

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Consciousness, bitter, evil awareness. This time, however, it was different. Her position had changed, her stiff limbs splayed out now rather than tied together. A surface beneath her, spongy and soft. Another behind her, also soft and rather sticky. Her arms held aloft by the thick strands on either side, her legs spread out before her, and her massive belly on display in front of her very eyes. She looked at it with a mixture of disgust and remorse, wondering what was to become of her.

As if on cue her body responded with an answer, her womb shifting and cramping slightly. She shuddered and bit her lip as movement began to spring forth from her womanhood. It was unpleasant, to say the least, as more and more forms began to shift and swim about in her filled middle. Her cunt still sealed by the hardened webbing, Callie was left to wonder exactly what was going to happen...though not for long.

The pain came on slow, almost non-existent at first. Like small pinches on her tough insides, persistent and slightly annoying. It built, though, like water behind a dam. More and more, harder and harder, until her world was filled with agony. Finally a harsh stab and the movement was released into her body. Quickly, like a flood, the tiny creatures rushed throughout her formerly lithe frame. The terrible sensation of thousands of mouths ripping at her sensitive innards caused her to whimper and sob in agony, fire burning her to ash over and over. Soon enough the little bodies could be seen just beneath her flesh, worming their way through muscle and organs quite happily.

For minutes it drew out, feeling more like hours for the poor catgirl. They had moved quite a ways upwards now, though some had chosen the meatier route and burrowed through her thighs and calves. Several were currently eating their way through her breasts, devouring the sweet, fatty meat from inside of her quivering orbs. The very tip of her right tit began to ripple a bit, distending with the presence of one of the invaders. It pinched and ground its way along, finally managing to burst through the rubbery nub and into the air. Blood coated its glistening carapace, the tiny arachnid crouched on all eights as its eyes looked up to its host and first meal.

Crystalline blue eyes widened in revulsion and terror as a half conscious Callie finally bore witness to the beings currently eating her alive. She surprised even herself as a final shriek managed to tear free of her throat, spurring the little evil onwards. It leaped forward at her face, clicking and hissing in its tiny voice as it landed on her eye and began burrowing its way towards her brain, rupturing the orb in a gush of fluids.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know it's been a long time in coming, but unfortunately other things take precedence before I'm allotted time to sit down and indulge my fantasies. I do apologize for the rudimentary formatting but illness tends to make for a lack of patience.

This second Sinful Pleasures isn't to be the last, for those of you who enjoy my works. I might not publish a Third just yet, but rather try something different. I have a lot of ideas, we'll just have to see which one decides to come to the forefront of my thoughts before the others.