Silken Embrace
Story by everlark on SoFurry
First chapter of a couple that I have in my head; I hope you enjoy!
The slight chill of the summer morning was gradually fading as the sun beamed down on the brick-and-cobblestone roads of Lumiose City. Despite the early time of day, the murmur of human voices from nearby cafes and footsteps punctuated by the rhythmic clickity-clack of Gogoat hooves displayed the liveliness of Kalos' largest city.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, a lone female figure stepped into the city from the northwest gate. Pausing for a brief moment to breathe in the atmosphere, the girl strode leisurely along the curved street to her left. As she walked, her head turned to look at the familiar shops, her short auburn curls belatedly following her gaze.
She grinned as she saw a pair of Skiddo wandering around the streets. They happily obliged her as she stopped to pet their brown-furred heads, seeming to enjoy the attention. The two Pokémon were a pair of local celebrities, though right now they were away from their usual spot. The girl always found time to visit them when she could; they were always extremely friendly and cute to boot.
While she still had a little time before her meeting, the girl decided she had best move on. Giving one of the goat Pokémon an affectionate little tweak on its ear, she waved a quick goodbye and turned the corner onto a quieter avenue. Though she was taking her time, she had only a short distance to go.
Before long, the name of a local café appeared on the right side of the tree-lined street: CAFÉ POKÉMON-AMIE. A place for Pokémon lovers to relax. The girl chuckled to herself as she considered the reason for her meeting here today – the name was more apt than the owners intended, she was sure.
Stepping inside, the girl squinted as her light blue eyes adjusted to the light. The café was already somewhat busy, as the many tables that were occupied by chatting humans and their Pokémon attested to. While she was somewhat used to visiting this place simply because the regulars were amongst the friendliest in the city, they hadn't planned to meet at a particular tabl- aha!
Finding who she was looking for, the girl strode down to a booth in a secluded corner of the café. Normally she would have chosen a seat right in the center of the place, preferring to talk to the regulars and bragging about her own Pokémon with the best of them. It was part of the fun. Today, however, she was sure that the ones she was meeting would rather keep their conversation topics discreet.
There were fewer people in this section of the café, but the rest of her party would have caught her attention regardless. On one side of the booth sat an impatient-looking dark-haired girl who looked far too serious for her age. Opposite her sat a younger blonde wearing a simple-looking yellow summer dress. Unlike the confident, no-nonsense posture of the dark-haired girl, her companion gave off a much more subdued air. Neither seemed to be talking – for the moment, at least.
As she rounded the corner to the booth, the red-haired girl proclaimed with a grin, “Holly here, at your service!"
Holly was immediately made aware of the black-haired girl's piercing glare. Despite herself, Holly felt a drop of cold sweat form on her neck. This girl – was she really the same age as her? She had some seriously scary eyes. On the other hand, the blonde girl seemed to blush slightly at the word service. Holly paid it no mind at the moment; no doubt that would come later.
“You're late. Alice and I have been waiting for at least three minutes."
“Whaaaaat? I'm not late – you two're just early as usual!"
“Um… it's okay, Kate. I don't mind," the blonde girl named Alice interjected hesitantly. “It's not like we were waiting long."
Kate glanced at Alice briefly, her glare softening, before sighing. “I suppose it's fine. Just sit down, Holly."
Not wanting to provoke Kate so early into their meeting, Holly obediently plopped herself down beside Alice. Her good behavior lasted only a second, however, and she immediately gathered Alice into a tight one-armed hug.
“Alice! I missed you!"
Giggling lightly at Holly's antics, Alice replied, “It's only been what, a week, since we last met up? I've missed you too, though. How have you been?"
“Oh, you know. I'm still on vacation, so nothing's really happening. I've mostly been touring around Kalos! And how's school been?"
“It's not bad, I guess. Exams are coming up in a month, but Lloyd's been drilling me on the material and I've been studying ahead, so…"
“O-ho? I don't suppose Lloyd's been doing more than just teaching you the material?" Holly winked knowingly. Alice blushed fiercely in response, but said nothing.
“And what about you, Kate? How's lab work been treating you?" Holly asked, changing the topic herself. Teasing Alice was always fun, but if she did it too much Kate would get on her case.
“I've been working on the same project as last time. I still can't talk much about it, but suffice to say it's been as smoothly as can be expected." Kate pushed up her rectangle-framed glasses as she spoke. “We can talk more after we order our drinks, though."
“Sounds good to me!"
The girls spent another twenty minutes chatting about the mundanities of their lives, though at this point it was mostly a formality. They still enjoyed talking, but with only a week having passed since their last meeting, the conversation quickly slowed down, leaving the girls to sip quietly at their drinks.
Finally, Holly grinned widely at the others. It was about time. “How about we get to the real topic at hand?"
Alice immediately turned a beautiful shade of crimson and coughed lightly. Kate simply put her drink down without a word, though Holly swore she could see a glint of anticipation in her eyes. Nevertheless, there seemed to be no disagreement.
Satisfied, Holly continued: “So. Any volunteers to go first?"
Silence.
At this, Holly gave a little mental sigh. She'd expected as much. After all, they'd only met up a handful of times before now, and today was the first time they'd agreed to share their more explicit stories. But no matter. They'd open up by the end of the morning, and it wasn't like she minded sharing first anyway.
“Well then, I'll start. You guys remember the houseguest I mentioned, right? I don't think I've ever told you guys about how we got better acquainted…"
It was late afternoon. It was already the middle of summer, but thankfully the weather hadn't gotten too hot. The smell of saltwater flowed in through the open balcony window, permeating the sizable apartment. Though Coumarine City was far more developed than tiny Dewford, the nostalgic experience of living next to the sea nevertheless reminded Holly of home.
Inside the apartment, the occasional clicking of a keyboard punctuated the quiet crashing of waves on the shores near the harbor. Sitting at her desk in the living room, a slightly disheveled girl with short auburn curls pored over her Devon branded laptop.
To her right, a large yellow and purple arachnid was splayed out next to a comfortable-looking armchair and an empty two tier bookshelf. All six of the Galvantula's blue eyes were focused on the screen of a small orange device on the ground in front of it, which was currently playing the cheery tones of a Teachy TV app. The device, a PokeNav Plus, was an invaluable multipurpose tool that had served Holly well during her journey across Hoenn.
The bookshelf was used exclusively by Holly's only other Pokemon in Coumarine, her Gardevoir. Recently, everyone in the apartment had found too much time on their proverbial hands; Gardevoir, for one, had decided to spend that time reading. Right now, Gardevoir was on an errand returning her last set of books to the local library and would doubtless return with enough history, science, and trashy romance to fill the entire shelf with ease.
Holly's eyes skimmed over the story she was reading, regularly tapping a key to scroll down. A girl had unknowingly been on the receiving end of an Altaria courtship ritual and ran away when she found out. Cue frantic chase scene leading into the protagonist's eventual acceptance, whereupon she was pushed down and fucked senseless.
The writing was good and the scenario was fine. But somehow, it was still missing something.
The clicking of the keyboard ceased as Holly flopped back on her swivel chair, rolling backward slightly at the impact. With a long-suffering sigh, Holly ran her fingers through her hair in frustration.
The Galvantula raised its head and tilted it inquiringly.
Seeing that she had inadvertently worried her companion, Holly gave him a half-hearted smile. “Just feeling a little under the weather. Don't worry about me."
The Galvantula tilted its head the other way as if confused and chittered at her.
“Really, I'll be fine," Holly replied firmly, though she wasn't sure if she even answered his question. She turned back to her laptop. It hadn't been long since the Galvantula had started speaking to her, so Holly hadn't yet gotten the hang of communicating with him yet.
When Holly had first moved in a few weeks ago, she had found a Joltik attached to one of her wall sockets. To her knowledge, Joltik weren't native to Kalos, so Holly was pleasantly surprised at this turn of events. Perhaps it hitched a ride on another Pokémon or was released by a nearby breeder.
In any case, it was cute and Holly didn't have many electronics anyway, so she figured she could let it stay and play with it occasionally. If everything went well, the Joltik might get attached to her and she could get a new Pokémon.
That time came sooner than expected when a mere two weeks later, she found a Galvantula sitting politely in the middle of her living room. It didn't seem like it was in a hurry to leave, so Holly asked Gardevoir to see what the Joltik-turned-Galvantula wanted.
Apparently, the Gardevoir had been telling their unofficial tenant stories of their Hoenn journey.
Gardevoir had also mentioned that their current stint in Coumarine was a temporary holiday before resuming their journey, this time across Kalos. A happy coincidence, since Galvantula desired to become stronger and wanted to show its resolve to Holly by evolving.
At first, Holly was rather bemused but a little impressed at the Pokémon's unexpected earnestness.
Gardevoir vouched for him, saying "He's a good kid," so Holly agreed to add the Galvantula to her Kalos battle roster. After settling the formality of capturing him, she immediately started teaching him some of the basics of battling. The Teachy TV app was a small part of that.
Holly pushed her chair back and stood up, stretching with a groan. The space between her legs tingled and she could feel a small wet spot on her panties. She needed a break.
Not wanting to interrupt Galvantula's adorable laser focus on her PokéNav's Teachy TV app, Holly quietly slipped out of her room.
A shower was just what the doctor ordered.
Closing the door behind her, Holly walked into her bathroom and took off her loose POKÉMON LOVE t-shirt. Not exactly fashionable, but she wasn't planning to go outside in it and comfort was the name of the game. She tossed the shirt into the laundry hamper in the corner. A few seconds later, her panties followed.
Stepping into the shower, Holly pulled the curtain out and turned on the water. She squealed as the water started cold and gradually warmed up. It was an old habit of hers from her childhood that always left her feeling immediately refreshed.
Her left hand brushed past her neckline and cupped her breasts gently, while her right slid smoothly down over her stomach. Tweaking her nipples in turn, Holly arched forward into her hand as she caressed her slit unreservedly, two fingers slipping in knuckle-deep. She was already plenty wet from her earlier activities, so there was no need to beat around the bush – so to speak.
Sharp twinges of pleasure ran through her spine, but Holly couldn't help but think of how inadequate it was compared to her usual partners, but they weren't here right now.
After becoming a Champion-class trainer, Holly and her team had challenged and beaten the Hoenn Battle Frontier. One facility had caught her attention in particular, however: the Battle Factory. She saw the facility as a fantastic way for her team to experience being under the command of countless skilled trainers other than herself.
Despite how well the team already functioned, Holly knew her team could benefit and grow from the expertise of others. That was why she went out of her way to ask Factory Head Noland for a personal favour: to take on most of her team as temporary rental Pokémon. Every member except her Gardevoir, who had insisted on staying with Holly. Someone had to prevent their beloved Master from getting in trouble.
It took some convincing because her Pokémon did not match what the Battle Factory typically offered, but Noland agreed in the end. The agreement was for a length of three months, after which Holly would go retrieve her team. This was the main reason behind her vacation in Kalos, though she was also scoping out the area in preparation for her League challenge here.
Unfortunately, Holly hadn't seriously considered how sexually frustrated she would be in her team's absence; her entire roster was aware of her Pokephilic leanings because they were usually the ones she turned to for companionship. And Gardevoir, sweet though she was, typically wasn't interested enough to participate.
Besides, it wasn't like there weren't other options here in Kalos. In fact, there was the obvious solution of having Galvantula fuck her instead, but-
At the thought of what Galvantula could do to her, she rubbed herself furiously and came with a groan, the liquids of her arousal mixing with the shower.
Damn. This just wasn't nearly enough!
Panting lightly from the exertion, Holly returned her thoughts to order. No, she didn't want to force Galvantula to have sex with her, even with her current predicament. She still didn't know his feelings on the matter, and she definitely didn't want to endanger their new Trainer-Pokemon relationship by tossing this matter into the works.
Rinsing her hands and reaching for the shampoo, Holly decided that she would look into some alternate solutions first thing tomorrow morning.
Clad only in a damp towel draped around her shoulders, Holly walked back into the living room.
The sun was starting to set outside, casting the living room in a warm orange glow. Gardevoir was sitting in her usual armchair, book cracked open in hand. The bookshelf was already filled with new spoils of Gardevoir's latest expedition. A few more books were stacked on top of the bookshelf.
Strangely enough, Galvantula was nowhere to be seen.
"Welcome back, Master." A melodious voice echoed in Holly's head.
"I should be saying that to you. I see you're already hard at work. Where's Galvantula?"
Gardevoir was silent for a moment. Instead of answering Holly's question, she asked one of her own. "Master, are you getting frustrated because you haven't been getting it on?"
It took a second for the words to register after the drastic change in subject, but Gardevoir was rewarded with the sight of her Master looking rather flustered.
A rare sight.
"W-what makes you say that?" Holly didn't voice the fact that she knew exactly what Gardevoir was talking about. Gardevoir couldn't read her mind unless she let her mental guards down, so she couldn't possibly kno-
"Oh, no reason. I just said that because I wanted to use some of the new terms I've been learning. These books are quite fascinating."
Holly let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. She had to find some way to cut down on Gardevoir's intake of young adult novels.
"Also, I could hear your orgasm and ensuing disappointment from downstairs."
Oh. Damn.
"Haven't I told you not to read my thoughts without my permission?" Holly said accusingly, trying desperately to hide the fact that she wanted to change the subject.
"My apologies. It was difficult not to notice the psychic equivalent of shouting from the rooftops."
Holly hoped there weren't too many Psychic-types staying in the building. Or the buildings next to this one, for that matter.
Realizing the cat was out of the bag, Holly gave up and sighed. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe it's been a while. What's your point?"
"Why are you trying to hide it?"
"I didn't want anyone to feel pressured just because a little out of it. It's not fair to you and it's not fair to Galvantula." Especially Galvantula, Holly thought. Having just joined the team of a high-profile trainer, Galvantula would no doubt be trying to impress her. She didn't want him to feel forced to do anything he wouldn't normally do. “I've been looking into other solutions, anyway."
"Master, you're being silly. You have needs just like anyone else, and if you hold them in you'll explode. Also, it wouldn't hurt to ask, would it?"
"What?"
"It wasn't obvious only to me. Galvantula also noticed, and he's graciously offered you his services if you want them."
"Wait, really?"
"It was the first thing he mentioned after I came back. Evidently he likes you quite a bit, though personally I think he might be a little addled by the smells you're leaving everywhere in the apartment."
At this, Holly had to stop and think. Apparently, her secret was already clear as day to everyone involved. Besides, if Galvantula wanted to give her what she had just been fantasizing about, who was she to refuse?
"Okay, okay. That does sound pretty appealing," Holly said.
Something occurred to her just then. "Back to my original question, though: where is he, anyway? I'd like to talk to him myself."
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. He's been taking aim for a while now."
Somehow, Holly didn't like the sound of that.
Before she could respond, she felt a soft sensation around her left wrist. A split-second later, Holly felt a small, sharp pain throughout her body and promptly lost control of her limbs. Dazed and twitching, she dropped her towel and fell forward, only to be caught by an invisible force. The same force carried her into her room and to her bed, lowering her gently on the soft surface.
"While you were finishing up with your shower, I took the opportunity to give him a little... inspiration, shall we call it? Based on what I know, I think you'll enjoy it."
With her head lolling, Holly could no longer see Gardevoir, but she was sure that her Pokémon had a mischievous smile on her face.
Damned nosy Psychic-types were far too smart for their own good.
Suddenly, Holly felt a little tug at her wrist, forcibly extending her arm and pulling it above her head. While she couldn't turn her head to look, she realized Galvantula must have hit her with a Thunder Wave after wrapping her arm with conductive silk.
While Holly was thinking about this latest turn of events, her other wrist was pulled up and cuffed with thread. Her ankles were swiftly subsequently captured in the same way, leaving her spread-eagled across her own bed.
A familiar and refreshing chiming resounded in the apartment. Holly felt the paralysis-induced muscle twitches fade as Gardevoir's Heal Bell worked its magic.
"With that, my job here is done. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone, though I'm sure I'll feel more than a little of what you'll be feeling, Master."
When Holly had recovered enough to move again, she looked around. Gardevoir had vanished; no doubt she had teleported away. She'd have to ask Gardevoir what she meant by “feeling what you'll be feeling" after all this was over.
Tugging experimentally at her restraints, Holly found that her bonds weren't tight enough to be uncomfortable, but she definitely couldn't move her arms or legs at all. The silk must've been threaded underneath the bed, so she had no choice but to stay right where she was.
Craning her head to look at the foot of the bed, she saw Galvantula sitting between her spread legs with his body turned to the side, seemingly examining her body with great interest. His fuzzy forelegs first touched her left foot firmly and slowly moved up, tracing the bumps and grooves of her ankle.
He stopped for a moment where his thread met her skin, tapping the taut thread as if testing its strength. Satisfied, he continued upward, massaging her calf and upper leg in turn.
"You're a pretty thorough guy, aren'tcha?"
Receiving only a short chittering as a response, Holly returned to her thoughts.
While Galvantula's motions didn't quite feel sexual in nature, Holly could feel the tension in her body from her stress and earlier paralysis melting away under his attentive ministrations. Distracted, her eyes roamed from his surprisingly strong forelegs down to his wide, bulky purple abdomen, punctuated by sharp yellow patterns and tufts of spiky fur.
Now curious - she had never seen a Galvantula down there - she felt her breath catch in her throat as she finally took a look at what she was in for.
Long and tapered, Galvantula's upward-arcing tool was segmented by three back-facing ridges, giving it the appearance of three wide cones stacked on each other. Each lavender-coloured segment was progressively larger than the last as it approached the center of Galvantula's abdomen from which the curved lance protruded. The last ridge was at least as wide as her fist.
Holly couldn't help but shiver in anticipation, a little intimidated at the sight. Just thinking about that thing in her, pulling at her insides...
Suddenly, her view was obscured as Galvantula turned, his explorations reaching their natural conclusion - the rapidly-dewing juncture between her legs. His eyes met hers for a moment as he looked up at her, six bright eyes glinting in the slowly-darkening room.
He moved. His legs surrounded her helplessly bound body as he approached her. Holly was keenly aware of his reproductive organ hanging inches from her salivating entrance. Just one more step and he would be right-
-there! Holly braced herself for his imminent entry, but it never came. The underside of his shaft slid firmly against her sex, grinding against her clit, but didn't penetrate. The arc of his length drew a line of wetness against her smooth stomach, a sign of Galvantula's own growing arousal. But he didn't move to try again.
Instead, still staring at her, Galvantula drew one of his forelegs down to Holly's stomach. The other foreleg moved up toward her breasts, stopping at one perked nipple. Holly couldn't have prepared herself for what came next.
"Hnnnngh!"
A sharp shock of electricity ran through her body and Holly gasped for breath. She could feel her innermost depths contracting at the current Galvantula had run through her abdomen. Her tunnel squeezed uncontrollably in on itself as the current caused her muscles to go haywire. But unlike when she had been hit with Galvantula's Thunder Wave, the undulations of her womb gave her only pleasure and a desire for more. She heaved at her restraints, but there was no release.
As soon as it started, it was over. Holly panted and gingerly opened her eyes, which had squeezed themselves tightly shut at some point. She couldn't remember when. Galvantula was still gazing at her, though she imagined he looked a little more smug at her reaction.
Cheeky little bastard. She could longer bring herself to think of him as the cute little Joltik he was when they first met, but rather as the fully-fledged Pokémon that he was – incidentally, one who currently had complete control over her body.
Without warning, his other foreleg shot a weak jolt into her left nipple, sending Holly into a fresh set of spasms and gasps. It didn't feel as good as when he shocked her down there, but the fact that she was helpless to stop him made it all the more arousing.
Time seemed to stretch into eternity. Galvantula mercilessly tormented her with more electric shocks to her womb and breasts. Finally, Holly came back to her senses, the sound of her heavy breathing the only sound in the room. The sun had just barely set, indicating that only a few minutes had passed. Holly was dimly aware that she was wetter than she'd ever been in her life, her juices forming a small wet patch on the sheets under her butt.
She tried to say something, anything, to get him to quench the fire that was burning her up from the inside. As if he'd known exactly what she was thinking, he moved a foreleg up to her mouth and silenced her, the smooth underside of the appendage forcing down her tongue while the furry top tickled the roof of her mouth. Holly moaned into the intrusion, unconsciously licking at it as Galvantula moved even closer to her face. She could see her own pleasure-filled expression reflected in his jewel-like eyes.
A moment later, she felt something hot pressing at her entrance. At first, she thought it was his shaft, but that was wrong, all wrong. His shaft, she realized, was still pressing up between the two of them, rubbing at her stomach and sometimes sliding between her breasts. She had a brief chance to recall the anatomy of spiders-
-before Galvantula forced the tips of his spinnerets between the lips of her nethers. Holly pushed her hips at him, trying to get him deeper, to scratch the itch that only he could scratch right now. But although she even lifted his light body through her efforts, his spinnerets stubbornly stayed just inside her entrance.
Holly groaned in frustration around her impromptu gag. She needed more! He had to stop teasing her, or else she'd go insane!
Her crazed thoughts were interrupted as she felt something blasting forcefully into her, finally giving her some respite from the blasted itching from inside her. The soft substance rapidly filled her up to the brim, pressing deliciously against her inner walls as more and more was shot into her. Every wrinkle, every crevice was filled and expanded as she was stretched beyond capacity.
She recalled her absent Flygon's massive draconic cock, but this new feeling was much softer and even larger than that. Holly wriggled within her bonds as she tried to stay comfortable, but any extra space she created in her tunnel was instantly filled with yet more silk.
Finally, it stopped. Holly could feel Galvantula withdraw slightly before stopping and shoot a spurt of something sticky at her entrance before pulling away completely. The fantastic feeling of fullness remained, however, and Holly had enough presence of mind to notice that he had stoppered the silk he had shot inside her with a far stickier kind of webbing.
In the back of her mind, she hoped he had a way of getting that off her skin, but right now she couldn't bring herself to care as he lowered his rump again, this time even lower.
Holly gulped. She had taken anal insertions before and even double penetration, but if what just happened was any indication, what Galvantula was about to do would be completely different than anything she had experienced before. Loosening her back end as much as she could, she felt the spinnerets spread open her cheeks and push against her sphincter.
Luckily, he didn't try to force his spinnerets into her; the wide conical shape of his rump was far too wide to make it without literally splitting her open. Instead, he simply shot his silk straight into her rectum, relying on the silk itself to keep her forced open.
This time, Galvantula filled her for far longer. Holly could swear that she could see her abdomen expanding slightly as it grew gradually heavier, though it was hard to tell through the sensation of being filled in places that she hadn't even been aware of. Her rising discomfort was matched only by the feeling of becoming complete; the silk matched her perfectly as a key matched a lock. When Galvantula finally stopped, keeping her now-stretched sphincter spread wide open with another glob of webbing, the indescribable feeling of fullness had become almost too much to bear.
But... what now? Despite everything, Holly still hadn't managed to come even once. Neither had Galvantula, if the shaft that was still steadily dripping precum over her breasts was any indication. He'd also just plugged up both her holes, so there wasn't even a way he COULD get off. Except...
As if to confirm her suspicions, Galvantula turned his backside to her face and backed up until the object of her earlier fascination was hanging over her face. A few drops of precum dripped onto Holly's lips, and she gave in to the urge to lick at them. Tasteless, but inexplicably delicious despite that.
Galvantula's head bent down, peeking expectantly at her. Holly sighed inwardly, trying to ignore the itch between her legs that was growing again. She tried to bring her legs a little closer together to make the most out of the warm, almost jelly-like silk dildos filling her, but she couldn't budge at all. Instead, she tilted her head back and prepared to give her companion what he wanted.
Voice hoarse from disuse and husky, she managed to utter, "Be gentle?"
As she opened her mouth to receive his lavender shaft, Holly felt the tip and first ridge enter her mouth immediately. The second ridge approached as well, stopping right outside her lips. Holly wrapped her tongue around the tapered tip, marveling at how the smooth, almost carapace-like appearance could be rigid, yet soft.
As she moved her lips and tongue to pleasure her partner as best she could, she heard Galvantula chitter approvingly above her. More of the ridged spire pushed into her mouth, forcing Holly to tilt her head back more and open her jaw even wider to accommodate the tool that was now slowly throat-fucking her. At this point, Holly could no longer move her tongue much, so she focused on using her lips and throat to squeeze down as hard as she could.
As focused as she was, she almost didn't feel the gentle pressure on her stomach that foreshadowed another sharp shock. This time was incomparable to the previous as her nethers and anus squeezed down on the dual faux-cocks inside of her, causing them to push back exquisitely against her walls.
Every shock was punctuated by a reflexive thrust of her hips as she instinctively tried to deepen the penetration to no avail, though the twin dildos shifted around almost imperceptibly. Holly's eyes slowly glazed over; her mind was too hazy to even think of the blowjob she had been giving a few moments ago, enraptured as she was by the mounting pleasure of being filled in all three holes.
But she still couldn't come. No matter how hard she tried, Holly couldn't get enough real stimulation to bring herself over the edge. Her hips were a frenzy and her breasts were heaving with how hard she was thrashing under the maddeningly calm spider above her. She almost couldn't breathe with the blockage in her throat and came close to losing consciousness a few times, only to be brought back by another shock that caused new waves of pleasure to crash into her.
And then the shocks stopped. There was a near-lake of pre collected in her mouth, the excess dribbling out the sides and down her cheeks to puddle around her neck. Galvantula's shaft slowly pulled out of her mouth, ridges brushing against her lips as it went.
In a trance of arousal, Holly slowly swallowed the thick fluid in her mouth, gasping for sweet, sweet oxygen when she was done. Her nethers were still twitching with the aftershocks of Galvantula's electrical treatment, sending little shivers of pleasure through her spine. As if to calm these twitches, she felt a gentle lapping around her pussy lips.
As Galvantula's tonguework continued, Holly could feel the glue-like webbing loosen its grip on her. When Galvantula finished a complete circle, Galvantula gave the webbing a fierce tug, eliciting a cry of loss from Holly as the entire column of silk slid smoothly out of her, accompanied by a gush of her sexual fluids. Her canal still gaped a little from the huge insertion, though it was rapidly returning to near its original size.
With that, Galvantula unexpectedly went over to her ankles in turn and cut the threads binding her to the bed with his sharp mandibles. Moving to stand beside her head, he cut her wrists free as well. Confused, Holly sat up and rubbed her legs and wrists to make sure the blood was flowing properly. As she moved, the thick silk rope still holding her asshole open shifted around deliciously in her intestines.
In wonder, Holly looked at the pile of wet silk sitting on the edge of the bed, fingers exploring her well-stretched vagina and receiving only a shudder and a weak clench as a result. She could barely imagine the even larger pile of silk still inside of her, the abnormal bulge in her abdomen reminding her of that fact.
Breaking her out of her brief respite, Galvantula shot strands of silk at her body once more, capturing each wrist and binding them together in front of her. The thread now binding her arms together was then sharply tugged forward, causing Holly to lose her balance and fall face forward onto the bed. In one swift movement, Galvantula jumped behind her and immediately wrapped her ankles with silk, pulling them together.
Without warning, the room began to spin wildly and Holly struggled to come to terms with what was happening. She realized that Galvantula had picked her up with just his forelegs and was rapidly wrapping her legs in silk. A few seconds later, she stopped being spun around and was set on the bed face down with her butt in the air, though the room was still rotating without her.
Shaking her head to clear her vision, Holly pushed herself up as best she could with her wrists bound and looked down. She saw that her legs were completely wrapped in silk up to the middle of her thighs, making it completely impossible to separate them. Galvantula was still standing above her, and his intentions were as clear as the river of precum flowing between her cheeks and mixing with the fluids between her legs. His spear-like member inched closer to her hole, causing her to moan in delight as she was finally given what she had been craving all night.
The purpose of the leg bindings became clear as Galvantula penetrated her. Despite the previous stretching, her tunnel was tighter than ever because of her closed legs, and Holly couldn't do a thing about it. Better yet, the foreign entity still residing in her intestines made it an even tighter fit than usual.
The tip of the triple-segmented rod entered her easily, the first ridge following shortly with the slightest pop. The second segment was significantly larger, but it too slid in with little more than a grunt from Holly. The second ridge brushed at her insides lovingly, and Holly couldn't hold in her moans.
The last segment, however, proved to be a challenge. As Galvantula walked forward into his thrust, the force behind the action made it impossible to stay up, forcing Holly's face down into her pillow with her arms still tied and straight beneath her. The last ridge still stubbornly refused to go in, so Holly had to endure as she was steadily and relentlessly fucked into her bed.
Face buried in her pillow, her moans were barely audible, but she couldn't help herself as they became gradually louder. Her hands moved to grind against her clit, though she couldn't use her fingers with how her hands were bound together.
The first two ridges pushed and dragged at her insides with every thrust and pull, stirring her up in a way that she had never before had the pleasure of experiencing. Holly's hips bucked upward uncontrollably as she subconsciously tried to match his thrusts, trying to get everything he had to offer into her.
After a full minute of this rough treatment, Galvantula gave one last fierce push, all but forcing the last ridge inside of her. With a loud pop, the entirety of his tool was inside of her, the tip kissing her cervix while the rest stretched her walls in every direction.
Amidst a loud cry from both partners, a jet of thick, hot fluid sparking with electricity shot out from the tip directly into Holly's womb, causing the nearby muscles to twitch and contract involuntarily, milking Galvantula's bounty and clenching forcefully around the thick silk dildo snaking into her intestines. Her mind went white as she finally came, screaming into her pillow as she did.
Galvantula finally collapsed on top of her, his member still trapped inside. Aside from the occasional twitch from Holly and spurt of seed, it was over.
Voice hoarse, Holly murmured, "We're both going to need another shower after that..."
At that, Galvantula got to his feet - somewhat shakily, Holly noted with some satisfaction - and picked Holly up by the chest with his forelegs. His spinnerets shot one last stream of silk, holding her legs up from the back. Still impaled by his curved member, Holly gasped as Galvantula jumped off the bed and onto the floor.
The landing caused the dual shafts still inside of her to shift and rub against her walls, eliciting a long moan from Holly as Galvantula carry-fucked her to the bathroom, dripping their shared fluids in a trail behind them.
“…we couldn't even get him out of me until he went soft, so he ended up walking me around the apartment for a good fifteen minutes."
Holly's voice had dropped to a conspiratorial whisper in an effort to keep the other patrons from hearing, but her enthusiasm for storytelling shone through regardless. Her face was a little flushed after reliving the events of that night, and she could feel a small spot of arousal between her legs again.
The other two didn't seem to have gotten away unscathed, either. Kate's breath was just barely quicker than normal and she was periodically licking her lips, an action she never would have allowed herself if her judgment was completely clear.
Alice, on the other hand, seemed like she was in a trance. She had sunk deeper into her seat and her eyes were unfocused. Holly could swear she saw something moving slowly underneath the chest of her summer dress, but the table was blocking part of her view.
“Well, I think that's the end of my story!" Holly said, clapping loudly, briefly getting the attention of one of two other patrons. Kate caught herself mid-lick and quickly withdrew her tongue, coughing with a fist covering her mouth. Alice jumped a little and sat up straighter, seeming to come back to herself. “I'd say it's someone else's turn now, wouldn't you?"
Oh, was Holly looking forward to the tales they would tell.