James was strolling through the garden, enjoying the warm breeze and the rustle of leaves, when suddenly something thin and strong snagged his arm. Before he could react, white silk shot out from the trees, wrapping around his body in a flash. He barely had time to grin before he was yanked into the air, spinning wildly.
"Finally," James muttered, half-laughing as the world flipped upside down.
He dangled high above the ground, the silk thread holding him firmly in place. His view spun as he was pulled through an open skylight and into a shadowy warehouse. The scent of dust and old wood hung in the air. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. "Well... this is new," he said to himself, still amused despite being upside down. "Though I definitely prefer standing the right way up," he added,
A voice echoed from the shadows. "My, you're awake. Not like you were unconscious or anything," the voice said. Then it grew colder. "I really hate humans," she continued. "I truly do," she said.
From the darkness emerged a tall, striking figure. James' eyes moved down from her long, black spider-like legs to her human torso. She had a slim build, large breasts, and a toned, slim stomach. Her face was both beautiful and alien with several red eyes. She had silky black hair.
"Pleased to meet you," she said, her voice both teasing and menacing. "I am Rachnera Arachnera. I assume this is your first time meeting an Arachne?" she asked as she leaned closer, her many eyes glinting in the low light.
"Are you scared?" she asked with a faint smile.
James met her eyes without flinching. "Good evening. Nice to meet you as well," he said smoothly. "And no, I'm not scared. You're actually... pretty," he responded.
Rachnera raised an eyebrow, at least, one of the ones she had. A slow smirk curled on her lips. "How bold," she said, clearly caught off guard by his composure. With a flick of her long leg, she sliced the silk holding his feet. James dropped, twisting midair and landing with a solid thud on his feet.
"Not bad," she remarked, folding her arms.
James brushed some stray silk off his shoulders and grinned. "You've got an unusual way of saying hello," he said.
Rachnera's eyes narrowed with curiosity. "You're not what I expected," she said. She thought he had many monster girls with him. They all looked so happy. She thought he had a hidden agenda. She did not like the Exchange.
"Scanning new lifeform," the Ultimatrix said. A green beam scanned the girl. It scanned from head to toe. The scan finished. "New life form acquired," the Ultimatrix added.The faceplate went back in the watch. James smiled. He thought he now got everything he needed from here.
"I know you don't trust humans but," James said.
Just as they tensed in the quiet, the shutter rattled. Rachnera reacted instantly. In one swift motion, she seized James and propelled them both upward, pressing her body against his as she clung to the ceiling. James felt her large breasts on his face. He could feel himself getting a little excited. Her breasts felt good on his face.
Below, a security guard swept his flashlight across the room, the beam cutting through the darkness. He saw nothing. Still, he lingered, his gaze shifting upward.
Rachnera didn't wait and she moved again. "That was close," she said. When at last the guard gave up and turned away, disappearing. She felt something hard poking her. She looked at James. "Did you get hard?" she teased with a big smile on her face.
She allowed herself to relax, letting gravity settle them back down.
James barely had time to breathe before she pressed him firmly against him. She pulled her shirt up. Her large round breasts came out. She had pink areola and large nipples.
"Lovely," James said.
"Naughty," she murmured, her voice teasing, rich with amusement.
She leaned in, her fangs grazing his ear, biting and nipping. He smelled really good. It was alluring. She then let go.
James then reached out, his hand gently resting on her waist. He could feel the warmth of her body through the fabric. His eyes locked with hers. "You're quite the teasing one, aren't you?" James said with a soft smile, his voice low and affectionate.
Rachnera raised an eyebrow, amused. "And you're surprisingly bold for a human," she replied, her tone silky.
Without another word, James leaned in. The world seemed to quiet around them as his lips met hers. It wasn't rushed, it was deliberate, gentle, and filled with unspoken curiosity. He could feel the silk-like softness of her lips, the warmth of her breath.
Rachnera was surprised. She was being kissed by him. A human was kissing her. She wondered why. Humans hate her, yet this man was kissing her. He was different. His lips were soft. She could feel her heartbeat pacing. Her body was warm.
For a moment, there was only the closeness between them. The sound of their breathing, the thrum of their hearts. Rachnera's hand came to rest on his chest, her fingertips pressing lightly against the fabric as she kissed him back with equal measure.
When they finally parted, their foreheads remained close.
"Well then," Rachnera murmured, her many eyes narrowing with interest. "Maybe you're not so dull after all," she added.
James chuckled. "Glad I passed your little test," he said. "You know I was never dull," James added.
"I know your foster family wanted to use you," James said. "I think you are beautiful, especially your legs," he said.
Rachnera smiled. "You are a pervert," Rachnera responded. "And a pervert," she added.
"You said that once already," James responded. "Anyway," James was about to say when he got interpreted.
"We know you are there," Miss Smith shouted.
"They found me," she muttered.
"Let me take care of this. I plan to have you with me," James said.
"You are cute," Rachnera said as she hugged James.
Just then, the warehouse shutter creaked open, and the sound of quick footsteps echoed through the space.
"Freeze," a commanding voice called out.
Miss Smith stepped inside, her heels clicking against the concrete. But as her eyes fell on James and Rachnera, still locked in a loose embrace, her stern expression softened.
"Oh…" she blinked, slightly taken aback. "Well… this is unexpected," she added.
James stepped back a little, still holding Rachnera's hand. "Miss Smith," he greeted calmly.
Miss Smith exhaled and adjusted her glasses. "I owe you both an apology. The host family I placed Rachnera with was completely inappropriate. There was no care, no understanding, honestly, it was negligent," she said.
Rachnera's eyes narrowed slightly, her voice cool but composed. "You're right. They didn't care if I was happy or comfortable. It felt more like a cage than a home," she said.
"I take full responsibility," Miss Smith said, bowing her head briefly. "We should have done better. You deserve a place where you're safe, respected... and with people who understand you," she said.
Rachnera gave a soft sigh, her gaze drifting to James. "Somewhere with other monster girls would be ideal. At least then I wouldn't feel like an outcast," she said.
Miss Smith's face lit up. "Then I think I know the perfect place," she replied.
James smiled. "I wonder where that could be, my place?" he asked.
Miss Smith grinned. "Exactly. It's a little chaotic, sure, but you've already proven you're capable. And with the rest of the girls there, Rachnera will feel more at ease," she said.
Rachnera tilted her head, thoughtful. "Living with a bunch of monster girls and you... it might be interesting," she said.