"P-Please....Kill....Me"
Tortured and broken, the man Sharpy who did horrible things to Nana was reduced to nothing more than a filthy host full of eggs. The huge bulge in his stomach showed an unbelievable amount of spider eggs filling his guts.
Nana looked at her prey with merciless eyes, but despite the cruelty inflicted upon him, Sharpy somehow survived it all. His mouth was agape, foam falling from his chapped lips, and tears streamed down his cheeks.
"Please... Just kill me..."
"Oh? Why is that?" She tapped gently on his pregnant belly, causing the man to shiver. "You think your suffering ended? Oh no no. For you, my dear Onii-chan, it just started."
For a full two hours the man was violated, his body used as nothing more than an incubator. When the job was done, Nana ordered some of her spiders to heal the man—she gave birth to them thanks to the sweet essence of Brother Ethan. And due to the short time, Nana filled the man with only eight eggs and she mentally commanded them to hatch inside him. When that happens the eggs would pierce the man and eat their way to the outside.
A fitting punishment for a filthy rapist who reveled in the suffering of others.
Crack! Crack!
"Eh?...No no no...HMM!"
Disturbing cracking sounds came from Sharpy's body as it writhed, the eggs were about to hatch and before he had the chance to scream, Nana quickly sealed his mouth with a web.
Crack! Crack!
Muffled screams thrashed behind the silk-sealed mouth as Sharpy's eyes rolled in agony. His swollen belly twitched unnaturally, veins bulging, skin stretching as something beneath writhed with purpose. Nana crouched before him, her pale face alight with cruel satisfaction.
"Yes... just like that. Crawl your way out, little ones," she whispered, brushing a lock of pink hair behind her ear, watching intently.
Crack! Splurt!
A spiderling burst through the skin just beneath his ribcage with a sickening pop, slick with gore and glistening ichor. It was no ordinary hatchling—its legs were needle-thin, its carapace glowed faintly with bioluminescent venom, and its maw opened with a click-click-click.
More followed.
One. Two. Three.
Each tore their way out, ignoring the muffled shrieks from their living nest. Flesh peeled, ribs cracked like dry twigs, and still, he lived. Nana's spiders were precise healers—too precise. Every wound closed just enough to keep him alive, nerves still raw, screaming.
"Congratulations," she leaned in and whispered against his ear, "You became a mother."
"HMMM!" His eyes widened in horror, blood mixing with tears. He tried to scream again, but the silk sealed his throat too tightly, only allowing him to gurgle helplessly.
The fourth hatchling emerged through his side, gnawing its way out between ribs, its fangs dripping with amniotic slime and blood. It paused as it touched the air, feeling the vibrations of its siblings and the warmth of its 'nest.' It chirped, a high-pitched sound like glass scraping glass, and joined the others.
All eight were now free—crawling over him, under him, inside what was left of his ruined chest cavity. They were not mindless beasts. They were Nana's children—half-born of her essence, half-fueled by Brother Ethan's divine gift. Each one was intelligent. Curious. Cruel.
One spiderling crept to Sharpy's face and peered into his bulging, terrified eye. It tilted its head, studying him.
Then it smiled.
Click-click-click.
Sharpy thrashed harder, but Nana pressed a hand gently on his chest, calming the movement. Her eyes glowed softly, lovingly—like a proud mother.
"They'll remember you, Onii-chan," she cooed. "You gave them life. You gave them warmth. You gave them pain."
Her hand trailed down to the hole in his gut, still slowly knitting itself closed with unnatural threads of spider silk and flesh. The hatchlings chirped again in unison—an eerie harmony of hunger and glee.
"And now," she said sweetly, "they'll learn to feed."
With one mental command, her eight spider babies struck as one, their needled legs puncturing his chest, neck, and throat, dozens of times over, like a sudden volley of arrows. The hatchlings jabbed, squirmed, and burrowed with ferocity—eager to claim their prize, eager for survival, eager to sow chaos and death upon the waking world.
Sharpy spasmed wildly in Nana's tight grip. The spiderlings ate quickly, seeking vital organs and flesh, nicking blood vessels and veins. They were thorough in their slaughter, precise to the last detail—pumping their prey—out of instinct—full of venom to slow it down.
"Ahhh~" Nana never lost her smile. This small vengeance made her happier than anything.
"One down, nine more to go."
Step!
"!!!" Suddenly the sound of footsteps echoed from behind and when Nana turned to investigate, ready to attack the intruder only for her eyes to widen in shock.
"Nana... is that you?"
Her mother Nora was standing there looking at her half-human half-spider with shock and worry in her eyes.
'No no no NO!!!! Shit!' Nana mentally scrambled. This was really bad, the worst-case scenario, one that she tried to avoid at any cost. And now her worst fear became true, her mother was right here and saw everything.
'Should I knock her out? Maybe if I used my paralyzing poison she would forget about me or...' Many ideas flashed through her head in the second but there was no time. She was just as shocked as her mother.
'Dammit, I can't hurt my mother.'
As Nana was lost in her thoughts on how to explain or get out of this situation, her mother Nora made her way from the staircase that led down to this bunker to her girl.
"!!!" Nana flinched when she felt a hand gently stroking her cheek, and when the light came back to her eyes, she saw her mother, standing before her, looking at her like she always did, with kind and gentle eyes.
"No need to say anything," the older woman smiled as she patted the head of her daughter with care and love. "I already know."
"Mother?... How? How did you find me here? How—"
"Calm down, Nana... Everything is okay now."
Nana's heart pounded in her chest as she looked into her mother's eyes, searching for any sign of disgust or fear. But all she saw was a profound sadness and an unconditional love that brought tears to her own eyes.
"Mother, I... I didn't want you to see me like this," Nana whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I didn't want you to know what I've become."
"Nonsense." Nora cupped Nana's chin in her hands, and the girl trembled like a lost child, still fearing the rejection of the person who loved her more than anything. "There is nothing wrong with you. You are still my sweet daughter, my sweet brave Nana."
"You're not afraid of me?" Nana's eyes widened in surprise. "I'm a monster."
"Pfft... Silly." The old woman chuckled. "Have you ever seen a monster who fears broccoli? Come on, my poor baby, let's go back home."
"Mother...." the spider-girl suddenly cried, slowly shifting back to her human form with tear-filled eyes.
Nora tenderly embraced her, enveloping the girl's tiny frame in her gentle and warm presence.
"There, there."
After a few more minutes Nana got herself together.
"How did you find me here, mother?" She finally had the strength to ask. "I thought I hid my tracks well."
"Not too well, silly," Nora chuckled. "And to answer your question, I always know your location."
"WHAT!... REALLY?!"
"Hehe, yup," Nora chuckled as she looked down at her daughter who had regained her human form. "When I gave up a part of my life to heal you that day, a part of my power awakened. And that ability lets me know where you are, your condition, and what you are doing."
"Mooooomm!!" Nana whined as she blushed from embarrassment, knowing that her mother must have seen what she did to Sharpy just now and she hated the fact that it was now going to be forever etched into her mind.
"It's a very useful ability. I called it 'Mother's Eye'. Nice, don't you think so?" Nora grinned as she hugged Nana tightly and buried her face in the pink hair of her daughter, nuzzling her like a little puppy. "And don't worry, I have no problem with you fucking that bastard, or the thing you did in the train, or what you did with that cute healer or that time---"
"KYAAAHH!! STOP I GET IT!" Nana freaked out with an adorably cute blush on her face as she covered Nora's mouth with both hands.
"C-Can we go home?" She asked as she was starting to get depressed just by remembering all those horrible things that happened in that accursed train.
"Of course," Nora giggled at her daughter's cute reaction, and when they were about to leave, she threw a quick glance at what remained of Sharpy, before extending her right hand, activating her magic.
"Wow!" Nana opened her eyes wide with admiration at seeing what her mom did. She turned the messy pile of flesh, blood, and bones to nothing—literally vanished. Nothing remained of him, no ashes, not a single dust. Even the mana was erased.
"I didn't know you could do that," Nana spoke with admiration. What her mother just did was totally different from her 'Nullification' magic. It's on a whole new level.
"Well it seems we have much to talk about when we return home," Nora smiled gently. "Come on, let's go home. I'm curious to know about your other mother."