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Conuver was a city in the grand continent of Ultera where the elemental regions converged. The climates of Countres, Volcus and Eefrin, clashed to create a cool environment that was neither too frigid nor too warm in places. It was a city that rarely experienced seasons in the normal sense. The constant temperature made it nice for people to walk about and around the tall buildings and structures that dotted the great city. All the main roads on Ultera led into Conuver and all roads out of Conuver headed out to major cities in each region. Such things made it perfect for merchants and craftsman of all styles of life to make their home there and set up their bases of operation. It wasn't only trade going out of the city, oh no, there were plenty of things being sold within the great urban center. Great markets held in grand hanging gardens sold the rarest of fruits and flowers, iron forges blowing lava and smoke made and sold the most sound blades, and quiet hidden corners called the arcane to be bought as well. It was in one of these hidden corners of the arcane where a witch made their home.

Looping down into a twisting alley with cobbled roads and hidden streets was an archway where a heavy wooden door sat undisturbed and kept surprisingly clean for where it was. On the door's frame a sign was hung that read, "Syla's Artifacts of the World." and underneath that a small sign that read, "Tailoring requests accepted."

Within the store, square shelves and bookcases held objects of all sizes and books as well. There were dolls with button eyes and patchwork bodies floating about handling various objects and organizing the shelves. Wisp plants coiled around the shelves to light the store with a soft radiance. A doll in the shape of a bear covered in a black material with a wispy tail and pink claws floated near a black furred feline with pink eyes and a spot of red around one of her eyes. She wore a tailcoat dress of black with a steepled hat and smiled as she observed the dolls doing their work. Syla had her little puppets dancing about to get the store nice and clean for the day. There were new artifacts that she had acquired through absolutely legal means that needed to be placed among her other various pieces.

All of her artifacts were of a magic variety and could be used for a number of great things. Here there was a blessed blade that healed instead of cut, there in the corner she had a tome of magic without words but instead a mental inscription, and sometimes, sometimes she found herself with objects of great power that were cursed. But cursed objects weren't allowed to be sold, only kept. That didn't stop her. Of course, a few times the city's customs officers tried to have a bit of an argument with her as to where her various artifacts came from and what she was selling, but they never had a single thing to say to her that she couldn't wave off, or bribe. Now, of course, getting money for trading goods was always nice, but it was better and more interesting when customers came in to trade their rare goods. Sometimes it meant that she would get something extremely rare for a cheap price, or sometimes it meant she would have to haggle for the good stuff. Today, she wondered what it was going to be?

When all of her puppets were done with the preparations for the day, she willed them away with a wave of her red tipped paws, all except for her bear simon. The gem on her bracelet glimmered as she brought a paw up to stroke her bear's chin while she waited for a customer to enter. She certainly didn't have to wait long.

The door to her store opened with a creak that caused her ear to twitch. She'd have to oil the hinges sometime to make sure it didn't make such an awful noise. More pressing and current was the customer that stepped through the door. They were a curvy arachnid sort with multiple white furred arms and legs ending in blue chitin covered triple digits. They had four blue sharp eyes and a fat abdomen just as furred as their arms and legs. They came in with two little fangs dotting their smile the same color as their eyes and the horns on their head which poked out of a mess of short cut silken hair. In two of their arms, something caught Syla's gaze, an ornate chest that brought a sparkle to her eyes. When the customer stepped close enough, Syla welcomed her with a flourish of her paws and a tip of her hat, "Welcome! Welcome to my store friend. I can only wonder, what is it here you are for? Perhaps you're here to buy something, or maybe, just maybe you have something for me?"

The arachnid answered with a grin, "Well miss witch, I have somethin' pretty fair today. I think you'll like it and I think you'll pay a pretty bit of coin for it!"

The arachnid set the chest on the countertop and opened it to reveal a glimmering gem just as bright and blue as the arachnid woman's eyes. Syla didn't even need to appraise the thing to feel the magic pouring off of it. Her own pink eyes gazed into the gem with a wide-eyed stare as she held the edges of the chest and leaned in close. She could feel elemental tremors sliding off the gem and pulsing. The magic in it was enough to make her shiver and she knew that she had something precious right here before her. It could be used to enchant, to make a powerful scepter or any focus desired and much much more. She reached her paws towards the gem for one moment to feel over it and grimaced as the chest was shut before her eyes. She looked up to see four coy eyes staring at her and she cleared her throat and spoke calmly, "How much for the gem miss...?"

"Daria, Daria is the name and I risked all my arms to find this lil' treasure, so how about we start with a high price huh?"

Syla smiled just a bit, "Why, I don't know about that...It isn't that impressive is it?" She lied.

Daria chuckled, "Nice try. I know what's in the gem and how powerful it is, 'sides, I saw how you eyed it, saw how your paws were reaching, so...A fat bag of coin is what I want and I'll want to count every single little one unless you think you got somethin' I want. You wouldn't con a fellow witch would ya?"

Syla sighed. So she had a knowledgeable customer on her paws. That made it a bit more difficult to fleece the arachnid out of her hard earnings, still, she needed to bide her time to think of a way to get the object out of her little claws without spending too much. Sure, she might have more than enough coin to pluck the gem out without any hassle, but what was the fun in that? Besides, a fellow witch deserved every chance to sweeten the deal or make it worse.

With a smile that had all the gleam and charm of the gem within the ornate chest, Syla asked, "So, where did you happen upon this gem?"

"Well, sweetie. I came across this pretty little thing in a cave up towards Eefrin. It was glowing against the back of a couple of stones and in a pool of concentrated mana. Extracted with a bit of web and wrapped up to make sure I didn't poison myself. 'Course these claws can handle a bit of the concentrated stuff. Now, I'd like to get onto business if y'catch my drift. Something like this is once in a lifetime and sure I'd like to keep it for myself since I am someone who can use magic, so...Taking that into account. Two-thousand."

Syla's pupils dilated and flashed, but she remained calm as she spoke, "Two-thousand? Now, I don't think it is once in a lifetime, but I do think it is something special, so how about we lower that price just a bit."

Daria shrugged and with a grin she replied, "You're right. Can't fool you, so I say, fifteen hundred."

Syla's tail lashed about from out of sight as her mind began to race. Fifteen-hundred was exactly the fair price she would get for this type of thing. It was fair for the customer, but it wasn't enough, it wasn't advantageous to spend that kind of coin when she could haggle for more. Her instincts all screamed out for her to flex her paws and try and negotiate the price and so she did, "I don't know about that one. Isn't there any way you can lower the price? I mean, I don't even know what the thing does."

Daria looked up to the feline witch's bear puppet which had been floating about in circles and she pointed at it with one thumbed claw and said something that gave her quite the shock, "Oh? I bet you do, after all, you make things like that right? I bet that bear of yours could tell you what it does if you're really having trouble figuring it out, or maybe you want me to say it hm?"

Syla's tail flicked from side to side faster, she was caught! With a grimace, she remained quiet for just a moment. A trade would never do. She'd never be able to get more out of the trade than what the arachnid would be receiving. She was one-hundred percent caught without a way to get out of this, or at the very least without a way to get out of it ahead. That little thought made her more furious than she could ever imagine. It killed her to know that a customer would be getting the upper hand on her and sure, sure she could get herself much more money for that pretty little thing than the proposed price, but it was the principle of the thing that mattered.

Syla hadn't realized that she was practically clawing at the counter top, but that stopped when she heard Daria cough for her attention and speak, "I can see you're conflicted, so how about I make an offer?"

Syla raised a brow. What type of offer would the arachnid make? It wasn't as if the woman didn't already have the damned advantage and Daria probably knew it. Still wary, she gave in to curiosity, "Go on..."

Daria popped open the chest and took up the glowing gem in one hand, her eyes gleaming a mixture of purple within that deep ocean of blue as she made her offer to the perturbed feline, "Easy. I have plenty of coin certainly. We both do I'm sure. You're a wealthy girl with a pretty well-known shop around these parts and all these rare artifacts are sitting here waiting to be bought up and I myself find things like this all the time to sell, so...How about we do a little trade of flesh instead of coin?"

The feline tapped at her chin for a moment, thinking about that before answering, "I don't do blood donations."

Laughter punctuated her statement and Daria set the gem on the counter top, edging it to the feline before again making an offer, "No, no no. I meant. A bit of sex...Let me put my eggs inside of that pretty ol' rump of yours and you can keep the gem for five-hundred only."

Syla pawed the gem and held it up to the air with two digits. She looked at it before looking at the blue gaze of the arachnid before smiling, "Five-hundred and my rump full of eggs huh? I think I can handle that...Simon, go get the coin."

Her precious bear puppet gave a mock salute and headed off with stitched mouth curled up into a smile to reflect his master's joy. Syla herself set the gem back in the ornate chest and stepped around the counter to toss her hat onto it and cross her arms, "Would you like a room for this? Or would right here do?"

The white-furred spider leaned in for a deep kiss that had Syla's eyes grow wide. Her mouth was touched with a sharp taste of berries and her body began to shudder as she felt a long tongue dip into her mouth, a pair of strong hands gripping at her shoulders and another pair gripping at her sides to hug her close against Daria's body. Suppose that answered her question.

The arachnid continued the breathy kiss. Syla found her touch to be strangely cool and warming all at once. She was wary, as arachnid hybrids and the sort not only had venom, but some had poison as well. Whether or not she was being poisoned she couldn't tell. The tongue twisting against her own felt good, the fuzzy body her own was being squeezed against felt so soft to the touch. In the end, she would cherish this as a part of the transaction, something that in the end served her more than the other way around, after all, who didn't like a little sex?

She felt her own needs start to surface as she pushed her crotch against the spider's body. She huffed out a warm breath and kept the kiss going even though it started to get just a bit difficult to breathe with so much in her mouth. Slowly and almost tenderly, Daria pulled her tongue away and brought a single hand up to stroke through the feline's head fur, a grin on her face as her other hand dipped below Syla's dress to grip through her panties, "Hard for me pretty kitty?"

Syla felt her cock bounce beneath her underwear, but she only huffed and gripped at the spider's wrist connected to the hand on her cock and she gave her own saucy retort, "Nothing belonging to you. Though I'll gladly knock you up if that's what you want."

Syla made the mistake of looking into the arachnid's eyes. She saw shades of purple flow between the icy depths of those ocean like eyes and her world started to spin. She didn't have time to call any of her puppets or even realize that she needed to, instead, the feline witch slowly started to feel her body melt in the grip of the arachnid. Her mind grew foggy, her grip upon Daria's wrist turning limp before she slumped against the other with a weak mewl.

Daria brought two hands up to cup and stroke the feline's cheeks as she whispered and uttered her phrases in a slow and honey like tone, "What a pretty cat...It is oh so too bad that your intentions were in the wrong place. If only you wanted to actually work out a deal instead of steal from me. Why I should have done this in the first place, but I grew fond of your sweet look...Precious kitty...Tell me, are you sorry?"

Syla breathed out, warmth fluttering through her chest and down into her stomach as she thought of her answer. She hadn't treated her customer fairly, had tried to trick her, and had been caught in the act and so she had to say, "Of course I'm sorry mistress...I was wrong for what I did."

Daria kept her gaze on the feline's. Syla's will was trying its hardest to punch a hole through Daria's spell, and if it weren't for her eyes, then Syla would most certainly be free, and so she did something different. Rather than outright controlling the girl, she began to whisper and weave a soft and gentle spell that coiled around the feline's mind and body and drew warmth to her, drew warmth and love, such a love that she could not escape. Daria leaned in for another loving kiss, the feline's arms growing limp and her ears trailing back as she let out a little muffled moans. The defiance in her pink gaze began to fade away and her mouth started to move in earnest to sweeten that kiss. There was no need to struggle, this deal was mutually beneficial to them both after all.

Syla's tongue dipped deep into the spider's mouth and took advantage. She could feel her body trembling from her desire. At this point, she wondered if it would be fair for the deal to go through. Such pleasure had to be rewarded with more, but such a thought reminded her that something was seriously wrong. She furrowed her brow and her paws came up to grab the spider's arms, but she only squeezed every so gently and dipped deep into the kiss to the point where the spider's own eyes were growing wide. Syla knew something was funny, but it felt good. Feeling good was nice and it was all part of the deal. She was probably under some sort of hypnotic spell, some sort of spider's web that she couldn't easily break out of, but at this point, it was already starting to feel too good. When their lips parted, spittle colored both clear and blue hung from their tongues connecting them together.

Daria let out a breathy huff, "I'm impressed kitty...But you haven't broken my spell completely, why is that?"

The feline answered with a purr, her eyes still glassy and hazed over from the spell, but a spark of awareness showing she was still there, "Because, this feels way too good...This is part of haggling, right? Just part of our trade? You're exchanging pleasure for goods and those coins."

Daria had to grin at that, so the feline was a better witch than she thought, "Oh darling girl. If you're that good then let's make a bet. I'll make you forget about that money by the end of this little play time. If I do, then I take the two thousand. If I don't, then you get the gem for free."

That put a gleam in the feline's hazy gaze. She purred and her paws trailed up the spider's arms and down her body to grip around her rear where her abdomen began, "And I'll gladly accept this challenge. Don't expect me to break so soon." A deal, a trade, a business transaction, a challenge. These were things that Syla lived for and she would gladly test her mind against Daria's spell.

Their lips met again for a firm kiss. Syla held the spider's cheeks in paw and dug her tongue in deep for one moment again before she pulled her mouth away. Daria tugged and pulled at her clothing politely, but Syla wasn't having any of that, "Tear it off...You said you were gonna break me right? Make me forget? Well, you'd better be rougher than that...Plus I can always just make another. I'm not just a witch, but a tailor too after all."

Her words were met with a little hiss from the spider's lips. Perhaps she had touched a button which turned the spider into a beast, but either way, Syla was glad of what happened next. Syla's clothes were torn off by powerful claws, her underwear coming next with a loud rip and tear. The feline gasped as her cock was let out into the cool air and was grasped as the spider leaned in to drag that long tongue against her neck and speak, "So, you want me to be rough on you? To really break you hm? You're really in for this challenge aren't you sweet thing? I might just fall in love."

Syla thought of some sort of cheeky quip, but her mind was suddenly struck by a wave of the spider's influence as she caught sight of Daria's four sparkling eyes. Her own body betrayed her and she nearly doubled over as she moaned from a wave of pleasure that crashed against her insides. She shuddered where she stood and tried to keep herself up, but the spider had other plans. Syla yelped as her ankles were tugged and her body was upended. She found herself with her legs in the air and spread far apart and her sore shoulders planted on the floor boards. While her ankles were held by two hands, two more gripped at her sides to keep her in place firmly. Before she had a chance to ask what the hell was going on, the spider hissed and bared her fangs. A sudden fear shot down her spine as the spider moved down towards her balls, but rather than bite down, Daria simply kissed each orb softly and giggled before moving her long tongue to twist up her cock lovingly.

Syla watched as the spider engulfed her cock in one go. She watched with her toes curling and a mewl touching her lips as the spider bobbed her head back and forth to suck every inch of her barbed member. Daria's tongue twisted and dragged around her member warming it to the touch and squeezing on it with a surprising bit of strength. Syla could already feel her cock twitching and nearly ready to blow. She hadn't expected the sudden show of service. She tried her hardest to buck her hips to that sweet mouth, her cock only growing harder within that warm maw. Occasionally she paused as she felt fangs brushing against her cock, Daria's eyes narrowing and her mouth curving up into a big grin as she continued to suckle and tease the feline's cock

With the pressure building in her balls and the pit of her stomach, she found herself unable to hold back. She mewled and huffed as her hips made a weak attempt at thrusting while the spider kept sucking firmly and Syla came. Thick cum spattered against the spider's tongue and Daria remained still, watching her with those gleaming blue eyes that shimmered purple occasionally deep within. She watched and watched until every drop of cum was poured out of the feline's meager cock.

Syla's chest was rising up and down as she panted and watched as Daria pulled her mouth off of the feline's cock. Daria's tongue slipped and twisted around her sensitive member and she opened her maw wide to show that the cum was still gathered all over that long tongue and held safe in the spider's mouth. Syla gasped as she suddenly felt that long tongue dip between her rear cheeks and against her puckered hole. She squirmed in the spider's multi-limbed firm hold as she felt that long tongue dip into her mouth and Daria's lips kiss her hole. She gasped aloud and squeaked then as she felt her own cum drip into her rear from the spider's mouth. She squirmed and struggled as her toes splayed and she felt that warm stain her insides as the spider's long and agile tongue move along her rear's inner walls to paint them with that sticky substance. It felt so strange but at the same time so damn good. Perhaps the influence of the spider's spell was making it feel better, but she certainly didn't mind.

When the spider pulled her mouth away she flicked her tongue once more against Syla's rear and spoke in a lust-drunk tone in a near purr, "There. Now my pretty eggs should have plenty of seed to drink up when they're in your rear."

Syla caught the drift of what that meant and her eyes grew wide and her squirming intensified, "Excuse me! I said break me not knock me up!"

Daria laughed. A honeyed noise that brought trembles down the feline's spine as she spoke in a silky smooth voice, "Oh, but if you're full of my eggs then, of course, you'll be broken...Besides, this is all part of the challenge."

Syla's eyes caught the spider's and she felt her body growing weak and warm again. The spider lowered her ankles so her back and rear were on the floor, but her legs were still held wide apart and her body was still pinned by two other powerful hands. Carefully, the spider moved above her, abdomen curling underneath and between her legs, the tip of it pressing against Syla's rear and opening to reveal a pink member that pressed against her hole that was slick with spittle and cum. Syla shivered and caved into the sensations that were touching her body. Well, Daria was right, after all, this was part of the challenge.

A gasp poured forth from the feline's lips as she felt that thick thing press inside of her. Daria clutched Syla against her body with an almost loving, tender care. The mewling feline felt strong arms coil around her back and her side as the arachnid began to grunt and huff, thrusting hips and abdomen forward to fill her with more and more of that pink organ. Each thrust produced a small mewl that filled the store with echoes of the feline's noises of pleasure.

Syla felt her insides being pressed against and her own seed being forced deep inside of her rear. She shuddered with every thrust and moaned aloud. She could feel the spider's ovipositor digging deeper and deeper as it began to swell. Syla thought she would just have to contend with the constant pounding of that thing inside of her rear, but soon she was given a reminder that her mind was under attack as well. Warmth spread through her head, her eyes glowing for a moment as the spell began to weave around her. She gasped aloud and felt her will falter from the sensation of that pink member inside of her rear pounding so furiously and from the flowing warmth and influence of the spider inside of her mind. To keep herself sane she dug her claws into the spider's side and coiled her legs around Daria's hips with her feet hooking onto the abdomen.

Daria gasped in response and her abdomen pushed forward which sent a shock of pleasure up Syla's spine. She felt every inch of that thing pulsing against her insides, but she wasn't yet broken, in fact, she was far from it, so she had to boast, "Hah, what an easy challenge. Is this the best you've got?"

Syla regretted those words almost immediately. She gasped aloud as her insides were rammed roughly by the arachnid's pink member. She felt her insides being pounded as the spider moved that abdomen about while thrusting forward against her. She felt that loving and caring touch turn firm and impassioned. Hands moved across her body to claw and grab at various places. The feline's tail was yanked and tugged in the air causing her to yelp, her cheeks were grabbed and pulled up to look into the spider's eyes.

Daria's mouth was set in a hard line, her four eyes narrowed to blue glowing slits and ever so slowly that hard line curved up into a big smile with pointed fangs glimmering in the light. Syla gulped before suddenly being held in place by the two remaining arms. Her eyes grew wide as she gasped and the spider continued her assault on the feline's rear. She had been wrong to assume that what had been inside of her rear was every inch of the spider's member. Now she felt with every thrust more and more of the spider's organ digging in deeper and deeper inside of her rear, pounding inside of her with such ferocity. Wet slaps sounded off with every push and Daria began to moan and gasp with hot breath that struck the feline. Syla's own mouth was open wide and moaning as her eyes began to close slowly along with her mind. Her paws found it difficult to hold on and her mouth was soon captured by the powerful arachnid's maw. Tongue to tongue they stayed, hip to hip and abdomen pressed firmly against the feline's abused hole.

There while they kissed, while their tongues twisted and danced together. The spider's ovipositor began to grow and swell inside of the feline. Syla's back arched and her hips pushed to grind her cock against the other's stomach. It wasn't long before the feline witch felt her rear being stretched wide by multiple ovular shapes that that pushed deeper and deeper until they popped out into her rear from the tip of Daria's ovipositor. Both Syla and Daria let out their muffled moans to each other's mouths as the spider filled the feline with eggs. Both witches hugged against one another tightly with their eyes closed and their bodies trembling. When they parted lips, a line of spittle connected them and Syla was left gasping and panting.

Syla slumped back feeling weak. Her rear was full and her stomach felt just the same. She rubbed at her full stomach as she was laid back on the floor and she tried to get up, but she couldn't. She remembered that she needed to do something, say something to the spider that was looking down at her with such a loving gaze, but she couldn't remember what that thing was. Instead, she purred and mewled sweetly as her cheeks were rubbed and stroked softly by the spider's tender claws. Her eyes shut, her mind began to fade, and her tail swayed from side to side beneath her while she drifted off to sleep. While her eyes were shut and her dreams were just starting, she heard a honeyed tone visit her, the silken voice of the spider telling her with such love and care, "I win." With that, the feline laid there on the floor of her own store fat with eggs and defeated.

Syla woke up some time later with a start. She snorted and gasped and looked about. First, she noticed that Simon was hovering over her and a blanket had been placed over her sleeping form, and second, that her customer had left most likely with the jewel. With a huff, she kicked off the blanket and winced. She still felt sore from being filled so much. Ugh, what a way to start the day. How embarrassing too if another customer had happened upon her. With a raised brow she noticed that a sheet of paper had slipped free.

While sitting there she looked over to see that the paper was a letter that read: "Dearest Syla. I hope you're doing well after that mental and bodily thrashing. It was a lovely contest and I won...But I can't help but feel me winning our duel would soil our relationship, so, you mentioned that you were a tailor? I've left payment on your front counter for a scarf. I'll be back another time to have my measurements taken and to discuss the specifics of what I might want. Oh, I've also taken my eggs so no worries about getting knocked up pretty kitty. With all the love in the world, Daria."

She grimaced. If the eggs were gone, then what was in her rear? When she spread her legs and felt inside of her hole she managed to grip on something smooth at the entrance. When she pulled it she let out a little yelp and brought it up to see that it was the gem! That idiot spider had left the gem right there inside of her! What type of winner just left the prize and paid for more services! When she got up she saw a bag fat with coin sitting there and her eyes sparkled. Such an amount for just a scarf! She'd gladly welcome Daria to her shop again if it meant getting paid like this and well, she also had the artifact to care for too. If this was the way that Daria proclaimed victory, then Syla would gladly lose every single time even if it meant actually getting knocked up, "Hah! Simon dear! close the shop. We've made enough for the day and...and well I'm very sore so please go run a bath."

With a wince and a snort, she walked behind her front counter to store the gem in a chest for now while muttering to herself, "What a fool of a witch. No way could she be this gullible, what does she hope to gain by giving me all this favor? Hope she doesn't expect anything in return...although..." She shuddered, "Although, maybe multiple visits from that arachnid could prove...Mutually beneficial." Shaking off the sudden arousal, she moved to follow Simon up the stairs and into the back of her store and home to take a bath. She could think of the spider's ulterior motives later.