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In my dreams, I always envision escaping to someone far away from it all, sometimes real life can be so humdrum that escapism is the only means of handling the sanity.

But when I was given a chance to have a taste of what it meant to be taken away from the routine, I quickly learned how childish I once was.

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“Oh yes, hello there new traveler."

Walking through the two door opening allows me to see the entire clay lobby, it looks like something from a civilization long forgotten and buried. Mesopotamia, im talking about that.

“Are you just arriving in Philagnia? Its a good thing you came here first thing, the locals around here can be a little…'hands-on' if you catch my drift."

I jokingly asked him if he meant their just rapists running around in the forests outside.

He merely cackles to himself, grabbing a key from the hangers as he ushered me to follow him.

“There is a Room we've been preparing for new guests, our last few left all of a sudden, this boutique hotel meets the needs of all the guests inside, so its hard to get a reservation here, luckily it seems 'it' already knew you were coming."

I ask him to stop with the theatrics, what the heck is a 'it'?

“Quite hard to explain, your… well.. Actually if I go off and yap about everything, you wont be able to get settled in."

With a hand offered out to me, the man continues

“I am Osip, welcome to Osip's Boutique, the place where victims like you stay to keep away from the harshness of the outer world."

Something from his hand shocked me, my right hand jets back quickly, staring down I notice now how my entire body was covered in elephant looking skin. Somehow I didnt realize the guy I was talking to was also some sort of 'crow cosplayer', dressed up to the nines in some sort of servant gear mixed with human features, it was hard to tell where the animal began and ended with him.

With a grunt, I move my bags away down the hall with him, it was like my mind was all foggy, the stone hallways echoing each of our footsteps in the quiet night.

“Oh yes, here you are. Room 004 on the first floor, you know, ive heard in this place called 'Asia' this number is bad luck because it rhymes with death. Maybe your tapir cosplay was a sign,"

Right, tapir cosplay, for the cosplay party.

“......yes… party…. Just set your things in your room and tomorrow on the pleather moon, we shall celebrate the Ailadrod. New victims seem to come alot around this moon cycle."

This whole roleplaying thing is going to get tiring eventually, but Osip seems to enjoy his job, im not gonna crush his dreams with my serious nature right now, im supposed to be on vacation. Its… why I came here, right?"

He turns back to me as if on que to my fleeting thought

“Oh and forewarning… some guests here can be very….hostile towards new people, you need to be very careful. Lest you end up dead hmhmhmhmhm~"

Oh! A Murder Mystery? You love playing those games, if he was last to arrive then maybe hes supposed to tbe the detective then!

“..............Your mind is quite the funny one, a Murder Mystery. Ho~ If only."

He walks off chuckling to himself, the crow weirdo making fun of my neurotics doesn't make me feel at home at all. But maybe it was just a me thing.

Creaking the wooden door open, my room looks like a slackers paradise, hanging moons and stars as well as night lights illuminate the room in various colors. The bed looks like something I could sink into and never wake up again.

I really won the jackpot, one of my favorite hobbies is just dreaming and sleeping after a long hard day, nothing in the world beats it. I was going to-

SPIDER!

-My fight or flight kicks in as I swat a small one off my body. Any drowsiness I had quickly became converted into instinctual violence. My good sleep I was going to get is now gone for good.

I need to take a walk.

My room is at the… how do I explain it, like the L turn of the building, the very corner where if I went straight ahead Id go back to the entrance and to by right I can go further into hallway with all the doors of other amenities hanging out. My shoes click onto the stone as I decide I want to look around a little- Osip be damned I wanted to look around and see the sights of my new place for vacation.

But halfway down the hall, I hear something under the flat stone, almost like there was a argument happening right below me. I knew I shouldnt peek but, a strong part of me just wanted to watch the action, maybe even break them up like in those shows!

Conveniently, there was some sort of grate at the end of the hall, putting my ear to it, I overheard this:

• ..to hell you freak, I knew something was up about you day 1 when Brandon got on your nerves and 'left'

The one voice sounded almost very assertive, a devil may care attitude that was boyish, the other one next came out very more sadistic, like a cop who is having to much fun dressing someone down for a search.

• OH you have really gotten on my very last nerve you fucking -

Im not going to rethink what he said, I have cousins who would beat the shit out of him for less.

• Always fucking around in MY stuff, trying to find my garden and pluck my flowers because you think freedom is better than chains, you've been in this land far longer than any other guest victim, you should know better.

• Then what, are you just going to keep be tied up here while you go back to doing fuck all now that im out of your way? Just fight me like a man.

There was a ominous pause before the voice continued, something about the way he said the line made my blood run cold.

• No. I want you out of my way permanently. Keeping you here is a nono. sooo…

• HEY WHAT THE FUCK STOP TOUCHING - GUH~

Oh. OH THATS NOT GOOD.

Panicking, I run back to the lobby, Osip was gone but the stairwell to downstairs beckoned me, I didnt know what to do, I didnt have any weapon, the best I could do is fight them with my fists.

Oh what am I saying? If this is all just some stage for a big plot, I need to play the role of the hero, heroes dont overthink things, they just move with their heart. Running down the stairs-

Webs… Webs everywhere.

A Halloween store would wish they had enough employees for how much cobwebs are hung about.

My ears were ringing in absolute fear, spiders, why did it have to be spiders. All my muscles are tense as I try to carefully run in the direction not trying to think of anything down here besides saving someone in need.

Just stop a possible molester, and leave, or … really what was my gameplan, im already halfway in the damn basement- why did I think this was a good idea!?

A blue metal door was at the end of the hallway , a light coming out of the keyhole that showed someone was inside.

I wanted to slam open the door, to yell, to scream, to fight, anything! But ….. There was no handle, just a slot for one.

….I shouldnt look in….

But I need to know if whats happening is really happening.

On one side laid a man with four arms. Watching over what looks to be a man who was upside down- dressed in some sort of sheep… correction, covered in sheep fluff that didnt cover their flat chest, feet, hands, abs or cunt. The Sheep man struggles a bit more as the four armed man had one of their fists shoved deep inside of their wet cunt- slowly pistoning it as they adjusted their own militaristic coat and cap.

Looking closer at the captor, their arms have a jet black carapace that follows all the way down to their long claws, his legs sharing the same appearance down to his feet. Everything about them read haughty and domineering as they continued to play with the masculine sheep-man.

“AAAH…stop…please"

While one hand keeps going in and out of the sheep-mans cunt, the spider clasps their hands together to create a string of webs, using the lower arm set top tie them together while their upper arms fisted and fondled their captive.

“Fat chance, im tired of all these nights of you being a fucking prude, jiggling those fat cheeks of yours while you get under my exoskeleton. This world is MY paradise, I wont let you break it because its just FUCKING covenant"

I could notice from their body that the captive started to sweat something colorful, sweat dosent usually do that… their breathing is becoming more rapid as im able to just do nothing. My heavy heart sinks, frozen in chilling fear as the metamorphosis began.

“Ke-...Kendata… please…. No more…"

“Awww now begging for me? If you werent a stupid bitch I would have done this sooner. No ones coming to help ya now, just let it happen."

Their cries and pleas become indescribable, the only thing in my ear is the sounds of their wet pussy getting wetter from the toy usage. The webs the man created went onto the top of their cunt, wrapping around their pleasure button before moving back and forth at a steady pace, the juices and sweat becoming more unnatural colors while their unable to deny themselves the pleasure

That was when slowly, the droplets and streams of forced enjoyment began to glow painfully brighter, the sheep-boys screams becoming a slow and forced orgasm that causes their entire body to confuse. The streams become cracks, skin and fur dropping off below them to become a rainbow puddle that grew bigger as their own former self is transformed. Defeated, they can only laugh until it finally ends, their entire remaining body gone and replaced with something some sort of cocoon. A forced metamorphosis that left them imperfectly in a form no longer their own. Some sort of cocoon being their upper half while their lower legs sprouted out, two spider legs stretched out slowly, breathing fresh air from their former form.

“Finally, a much better form.."

Looking down, the spider-demon looks to the puddle, too focused on the transformation, I didnt realize it became a spider lily. Delicately, they grab the stem and raise it to their face, admiring their work.

“I can't wait to keep this in my garden, I need to put this somewhere, wouldn't want you to somehow find your soul before its too late."

….what just happened.

What the FUCK happened.

“Dont think I dont hear your frantic breathing in the doorway!"

Crap.

“Coming down here past hours AND STALKING?! OH Buddy you chose the wrong day to get on my bad side."

I need to run, now. Or im done for, my feet begin to pound onto the floor quickly as I tackle this costumed body through web after web. I dont know everything going on, or even how it happened, but if my father taught me anything, it was to see the danger at base level and react with more energy. Or however the fuck he put it so well I wasnt focusing

THUMP THUMP-THUMP-THUMP

For what looked like a thin guy, the moment the door opened up, he stomped on the floor, slowly pacing me as his heavy footsteps began to grow more rapid, every thump coming faster than the last.

Leaping up the stairs, I trip into the lobby, from the sound of it my pursuer crashed into something below as he began to scream something, whatever it was it was muffled by whip cracks whistling in the air.

In heavy breaths, I was only a straight hallway from escaping, someone to the other end of the hallway tries to speak to me, someone dressed in green and red, but they were a blur as I slammed my door, locking it tight.

“Outta the way Mimi, WE GOT A RUNNER. WHERE THE FUCK DID HE GO?"

“His room, but you know the rules"

“FUCK….FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK…."

Is he having a temper tantrum over not catching me?

“LISTEN WELL AND GOOD NEW GUEST, REST WHILE YOU CAN… BECAUSE ONCE I CATCH YOU, IM GOING TO GIVE YOU THE SAME FATE AS THAT-"

“SHUT THE FUCK UP KENDATA IS 3 IN THE MORNING"

There was a low growl, pausing at my door before slowly the figure walks away. As soon as it began it was over… some guy…a flower… I just watched… I should have done something./..

“Yeaaaaaah, what a introduction huh? Welcome to Philagnia, Kendata probably transformed Ovid. Bound to happen when you get tooo comfortable around here."

“Ill keep it short… you coooould save him, all you need to do is reclaim what was once his, good luck haggling it from his hands though."

I almost plead to them to help me… but its when I notice that the costume itself was almost now stuck onto my skin

“Sorry, I stopped stretching my neck out for you victims a loooong time ago, they do not like playing nice. Do not trust anyone here… lest you want to find a good master to chain you.

The playful voice walks off after a ominous message…

It was then when I realized that this nightmare had just began