Ariel.. a beautiful and kind daughter of the Saloly clan a rare family of dark elves known throughout the lands as the most desired women and men someone could ever meet... Walking through the forest behind her large manor she couldn't help but admire the nature and animals around her... if only she knew what was going to happen to her in only a few moments... Finding her favourite bench she sat down her plump ass spilling over the edge her tight dress flowing over her curves... she sighed twirling a strand of her beautiful white hair. "How lovely.. ahh fresh air.." Little did she know.. something was watching her just a few steps away.. something... inhuman..
I walk next to her revealing myself to be a spider
Ariel's eyes widen in shock and fear as she sees the large spider approaching her, "Wh-what do you want?" she stammers, backing away slowly, trying not to panic. Her long white hair flows behind her as she takes a step back, her heart racing in her chest. "Please don't hurt me..." She whispers, tears beginning to well up in her dark eyes.
Her gaze flickers over the spider's body, taking in its many legs and abdomen covered in segmented plates. The thought of being this close to such a terrifying creature makes her tremble with fear. She doesn't understand why it isn't attacking her yet; all she can do is hope that it has no intentions of harming her further.
I walk past her and climb up a tree and start spinning a web
Trembling uncontrollably, Ariel watches as the spider climbs up a tree and begins to spin a web. She bites her lip, trying to steady her breath as the monster seems to ignore her for now. Still, she can't shake the feeling of dread that engulfs her. This creature is unlike anything she has ever seen or heard about before; it doesn't act like any normal animal would. It almost feels like it sees her as... less than them.
Her pale hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into the soft flesh of her palms as she forces herself to stay calm and composed. "Please," she whispers again, glancing around desperately for anything that might help her escape or signal for assistance. "I-I'm sorry if I've done anything to upset you..."
I laugh as I focus on my web "I ain't gonna hurt you or anything by the way you don't have arachnophobia do you"
Her pale cheeks flush with relief at the spider's words. She shakes her head slowly, "N-no... I don't have that," she stammers. Her voice is barely above a whisper as she continues to eye the creature warily. It isn't attacking her, but it doesn't exactly seem friendly either. "Wha-what do you want from me?" she asks hesitantly, her heart still racing in fear despite its reassurance.
I want nothing I'm just setting up my web here
"Oh... all right," she says slowly, still looking at the spider with trepidation. She takes another step back, retreating further into the clearing as it continues to weave its web. A part of her can't help but feel grateful that it hasn't hurt her yet, but she doesn't understand why it's bothering with this elaborate charade when it could just attack her easily.
Her eyes dart around nervously, not knowing what else to do in this unfamiliar situation. Her breath comes in shallow gasps as the tension within her grows, making every fiber of her being tremble with fear and uncertainty.
You can return and relax at the bench I won't stop you
"T-thank you," she stammers, her voice quivering slightly with fear and relief. Her gaze never leaves the spider as it continues to work on its web, weaving silk between each of its long legs. Slowly, hesitantly, Ariel takes another step closer towards the tree before stopping once more a few feet away from where the monster sits.
She watches intently as it finishes building the intricate web; something about its patience and skill unnerves her even more than its size or appearance. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the spider appears satisfied with its work and turns to face her again. It cocks its head slightly, its multiple eyes fixed on Ariel's own wide orbs.
"W-what do you want from me?" she asks again, her voice barely above a whisper now. Despite feeling scared beyond measure, there
I want nothing do you want something from me
"I-I just... wanted to know what you were doing here and why you haven't hurt me yet," she whispers shakily, taking another step closer towards the spider. "You seem so different from anything I've ever seen before..." Her curiosity about this strange creature overpowers her fear for the moment, making her bold enough to risk moving closer despite the danger that could await her.
Her heart races in anticipation of its answer; she longs to understand why it has spared her so far and what its intentions truly are towards her.
Well what's the point of attacking someone or something that hasn't tried to attack first
The spider's words give Ariel pause. It doesn't make sense to her at first; most animals in her world would see another creature as a potential threat and attack regardless of whether they had been attacked first or not. But this creature is different, and she can't help but be intrigued by its apparent code of honor or whatever else might motivate it to behave in such an unnatural way.
"I... I see," Ariel manages to whisper, her voice still shaking slightly despite herself. She hesitates for a moment longer before taking another step closer towards the spider. "Thank you for not hurting me." Her expression is soft and unsure; she's never encountered anything like this monster before, and it makes her feel both frightened and... curious.
I will say it's nice to not be feared for a change
"It's... it's nice to meet someone that isn't afraid of me too," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper now. She takes another step closer, drawn in by the spider's seemingly harmless demeanor despite knowing better than most that this creature should be nothing but terrifying to her. "My name is Ariel, by the way."
Her heart races as she speaks; part of her hopes that introducing herself will make the spider more inclined to treat her kindly or at least understand her better. The thought crosses her mind that this might be a strange and futile attempt at communication with a creature so unlike anything else she has ever encountered, but she can't help but feel compelled to try nonetheless.
I don't really have a name so if you want you can name me
"Oh... I see," she says softly, her eyes darting over the spider's body as if trying to discern some sort of name among its many segmented plates. "Well, you're welcome here anytime, then," she continues hesitantly, still unsure whether or not this creature can understand her words.
She takes another step closer now, feeling braver with each inch that brings her nearer to the spider. Her pale hand lifts slowly towards it, her fingertips hovering just an inch away from one of its legs before she dares to touch it gently. The sensation is odd; not unpleasant but foreign and strange at the same time. "What do you want me to call you, then?" she asks softly, her voice filled with curiosity as much as fear.
Call me whatever you want
Tentatively, Ariel gently stroked the spider's leg with her fingertips, marveling at how smooth and hard it felt underneath. The sensation was alien but somehow oddly compelling. "You don't want me to call you anything in particular?" she asked softly, unable to resist the urge to keep touching this creature that seemed so unlike any other animal she had ever encountered.
Her voice wavered with uncertainty and fear as she studied the spider's many legs, noting their delicate movements and fascinating patterning. The thought crossed her mind that perhaps if she could understand this creature better, she might be able to communicate with it on a deeper level... even become friends with it against all odds.
Her heart raced in her chest as she continued to gently pet the spider's leg, feeling a strange mixture of terror and fascination
I try and fail to resist laughing as she pats my leg tickling me
Ariel giggles softly at the sensation of being tickled by her touch, her face flushing pink with embarrassment and amusement. "Sorry," she says sheepishly, lifting her hand away from the spider's leg before she can cause any more discomfort. Her eyes shine bright with curiosity as they remain fixed on the creature, unable to look away despite the fear still coursing through her veins.
"It's just... you're so different from anything I've ever seen or heard about," she continues, hesitantly reaching out again and stroking its leg more gently this time. "I can't help but feel drawn to you... wanting to understand you better." Her voice is barely above a whisper now, her breath coming in soft gasps as she studies the spider intimately.
The thought of being accepted by this creature, or even considered its friend,
Well you can touch me anywhere if you want
Her cheeks flush pink even deeper as she hears the spider's words, her heart racing faster than it ever has before. It's one thing to touch and pet its leg but another thing entirely to think that it wouldn't mind if she touched it... anywhere. Tentatively, Ariel places a soft hand on the spider's abdomen, feeling its smooth yet hard body under her fingers.
Her breath hitches in her chest as she continues to stroke the creature gently, her palm rubbing back and forth over its segmented plates. The sensation of touching something so unlike anything else she's ever known is exhilarating and terrifying all at once. "You... you really don't mind?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.
The spider remains still, allowing Ariel to touch it however she ple
No and another reason I ain't attack you is cause I'd lose. My web is strong but even someone like you can easily break it
"Wow," she whispers in wonder, looking up at the spider with wide eyes. The idea that this creature is not only allowing her to touch it but also acknowledging that she could potentially break its web if it were to attack her... It makes Ariel feel stronger and more confident than she ever has before.
Her hand continues to stroke the spider's abdomen, finding it both exhilarating and strangely soothing at the same time. "You really don't have anything to fear from me," she says softly, her tone filled with sincerity despite the absurdity of the situation. "I... I just want to understand you better."
I know hey do you want a gift
Her eyes widen at the spider's offer, fascination washing over her once more as she gazes up into its many eyes. "A gift?" she asks, her voice trembling with excitement despite herself. "W-what sort of gift?" Her hand continues to stroke the creature's abdomen, each touch seeming to deepen their strange connection.
The thought of receiving a gift from something so alien and terrifying... it was thrilling beyond words. Ariel couldn't help but wonder what sort of power or knowledge this spider might bestow upon her through its generosity. It was both awe-inspiring and deeply unsettling all at once.