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Well as far as the fey were concerned Ashlie most certainly did belong to Christine, but Christine's own attitude on that matter had finally smoothed out Ashlie's ruffled feathers back in the castle.

Giving her consent to Ashlie being set up for more, Alamanta beamed widely and leaned in to kiss Christine's cheek. THank you! You have truly no idea how uncomfortable it can be. We shall be certain she enjoys every moment of it. she said, before the spider fully withdrew from her folds and Alamanta slid the humming object up into her flower, her fingers brushing wet silk over them to trap it inside her. The pleasure was intense and insistent, without any way to escape it and the only relief to be found being temporary between forced orgasms as the Spider finally finished Christine's cocoon, completely wrapping her head to toe before strengthening the layers.

She was left there for a soft moment before she felt Hands pick her up. Alamanta likely, and she was carried somewhere before being hung upside down by her ankles like Ashlie had been to wait out her pregnancy in forced pleasure in her cocoon, while she could hear muffled the sounds of Ashlie's gagged eeps and moans as the Squirrel was collected and taken somewhere else to be installed as a semi permanent incubator.

another short measure of silence and then her breasts were firmly groped, Tam's voice coming through softly. I hate to admit this.... But this is very sexy. she said softly
 
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Shuddering with relief as the spider withdraws, Christine can hear herself moaning through the gag as Alamanta pushes the vibrating charm into her flower and then seals it within, causing her to cum as the spider finishes cocooning her completely, leaving only her tails and ears outside, making her blind as well as mute and helpless. The forced pleasure makes her cum again as she is carried down and hung upside down to ripen like a piece of meat. Half-laughing, half-moaning she listens the squirrelgirl being carried away as the pleasure keeps building again as she knew it would for endless hours.

Suddenly she feels hands on her breasts and she can't help but moan, instinctively trying to push her chest against them, listening to Tam but being unable to answer.
 
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Tam continued to grope her chest as Christine pushed her breasts out into her hand, the ottergirls other hand rising to grope her other breast, her short little claws brushing around her covered nipples while Christine writhed and moaned in her cocoon.

Unsure what to do, Christine could only faintly here Alamanta's voice from somewhere but not make out the words. Tam sighed and didn't free her, instead though she lavished her breasts in attention, her fingers gripping and sliding along her covered chest for several long minutes, before Christine felt a sharp set of teeth brush over the silk.

A moment later a brush of warm air washed over her nipple as her peak was uncovered only for it to suddenly be sucked tightly into the heat of tam's mouth, her tongue running over the hard peak of her breast slowly for several long seconds, before repeating it with her other breast. I'm going to spend all day with you here, making sure you enjoy this. Tam whispered to her softly, before going back to worshiping her breasts, suckling and biting softly at her nipples for hours, and from her own soft moaning and panting breaths, it was obvious seeing Christine squirm, bound like this, had turned the ottergirl on. It was a shame she couldn't see it because she could hear Tam moaning softly, constantly, and only able to feel one hand holding Christine close to her, the other without doubt between Tam's own thighs.
 
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As she feels the clawed hands work on her orbs and blood rushes into her head, Christine can't help but wonder whether this was heaven on her even as she moans with pleasure. Shivers run down her spine as the fabric is torn, letting Tam's hot breath breeze on her breast for a few moments before the ottergirl's hot lips wrap around her nipple and she cums long and hard, unable to wonder much anything.

First losing track of time, then of orgasms, Christine pants heavily into the gag as Tam's teeth and lips and tongue play on her sensitive breasts, only able to think of how many breaths it would take for her to reach the next orgasm as it already hits her, then the next and the next...
 
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Tam made sure to service Christine until the Kitsune had passed out from the constant over stimulation and even then she continued to moan softly in her cocoon in her sleep, hips slowly working against the odd charm and making quite the erotic display.

When she woke back up she was still trapped, and stayed that way for another couple hours before the charm in her folds stopped humming and started to move, her stomach churning slightly. The charm itself pulled free of her body and tore the silk along her legs, acting like a weavers spindle and lowering her gently to the ground, bound from the hips up now as she gave birth smoothly and without a single problem save some more pleasure. Given the small number of eggs she had it was over in a matter of minutes and the silk was pulled away from her body, Christine being freed with her head in Tam's lap and 8 little spiders looking around curiously at everything, their egg shells cracked around them. Momma spider was there waving at her and left her something as a present it seemed, a small parcel carefully wrapped over while Tam cradled her and she scooped up the baby spiders, scuttling away with them.

The charm meanwhile was spooling in the air, collecting all the silk that had been used in Christine's binding, before rushing off, likely to Alamanta.

Hello Mistress. Tam said softly, stroking her face gently and pulling a blanket over Christine, smiling down at her.
 
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The orgasms just get coming and coming and... trying to blink Christine realizes that she must've passed out at some point, though the vicious charm was still buzzing up her cunt. Just hanging in the, the kitsune idly wonders what time it is, her tails twitching occasionally as she comes close to an orgasm. After what feels like hours, she shudders as the buzzer suddenly pulls out, leaving Christine squirming on the edge of a release as she feels the silk pulled off of her legs and herself lowered on the ground. Aching for release, Christine doesn't have to wait for long as the first egg pushes itself out of the womb, making her scream in pleasure as it slides down her channel. Several smaller orgasms follow as the other eggs leave her as well, and then the kitsune is finally freed completely. Stretching a bit, she watches the charm and the silk vanish out of the door while the mother spider comes to get its offspring.

"Hello, Tam." Christine replies, turning her head to nuzzle the ottergirl's belly. "I see you've managed to avoid being captured by a spider, so far."
 
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Tam smiled and tapped her collar. Lady Alamanta said I was off limits when they came for Ashlie and to leave you bound up so the charm could speed things along. she said, running her fingers through Christine's hair as she nuzzled into her, just letting her rest.

At least it sounded like an enjoyable experience. she offered tentatively, scratching Christine's ears for a moment.
 
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"Definitely had its upsides." Christine replies with a smile, enjoying the scritches before slowly sitting up. "I'm not sure if I'd want to repeat it very soon, nevertheless. How long was I out?"

Standing up, she tries to stretch her muscles for a while before taking a look at the gift brought by the spider.
 
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Tam giggles and leans down to kiss Christine's forehead. About 10 hours. she answered, helping Christine up before stretching herself and starting to open a basket full of fruit and bread, laying out a simple meal while Christine inspected her gift.

As it turned out the gift was a cloak made of the finest gossamer material Christine had ever laid hands on. It was so thin as to be almost ethereal in substance and had a full cowl atop it. It came with a note.

The spiders are rare to make these things, and did so for you as thanks for finding the young one. We're not entirely sure how they make them, but the cloaks have a heavy chameleon like effect on the wearer. They've taken quite a shining to you and your people it seems. Your human also received one for something similar. it read while Christine handled the auburn material. It hummed in her hands enchanted somehow by the spiders who had woven it.
 
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"Whoa. Looks like getting egged was worth it." Christine says, examining the cloak before throwing it on and twirling it around a bit. "The spiders might make one for you as well." she adds, showing the note to Tam and bundling the cloak again before sitting down to eat breakfast.
 
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The cloak acted as promised as Christine put it on, it's surface shining with the colors of the nest at the moment and changing as she moved to help she imagined, to keep her unnoticed. Tam was practically drooling as it was put away.

So... I... wow. she said, looking out at the spiders and holding the note, wriggling around like she wanted the cloak but not the effort. Dillian came in a moment later wearing his on his shoulders. Hello Tam, Mistress. he said simply, lounging against the back wall and looking tired.
 
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Christine grins as Dillian comes in. "Tempted? Oh, hello Dillian. I see you've gotten over your fear of spiders." Directing a smile at the hunter, the kitsune is reminded of her nakedness but chooses to ignore it in favour of continuing to eat.
 
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Tam nodded and Dillian looked at Christine and smiled. Always. And I didn't have much of a choice. The spiders caught something they ought not have, They gave me this when I took care of it. The Driders don't have any silver. he said, looking like he'd had a long busy day and there were several fresh cuts in his leathers but that they'd done the job of keeping those cuts from his flesh.

Taking a banana, he peeled it and slowly ate it, sighing. They are... terrifying... but very friendly. I'm still afraid. he said, shaking a bit and actually flailing like a housewife for a moment like a mouse was on the floor. It was entirely unmanly.
 
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"Poor boy." Christine replies, finishing her orange, and on an impulse tries to repair or heal the cuts on Dillian's leathers with a spell. Wagging her tails a bit, she takes a banana and starts to slowly eat it to see how Dillian would react.
 
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Dillian blushed and looked away, finishing his own banana quickly because the obvious metaphor was obvious, while she was able to patch up his leather with a slight exercise of her energies having been very well rested and relaxed... by force.

Night was in full swing by now as the sun set and Dillian and Tam were both tired, though Dillian was now thinking of other things then sleep.
 
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Laughing softly, Christine stands up, stretching for a bit and goes to lay on her bed, wagging her tails at Dillian. "It's been a while since you brushed my tails..."
 
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Dillian nods. It has been awhile. he said, hiding his gulp as he pulled out... THE BRUSH.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand settling on her upper thigh for a moment he drew one of her tails gently into his lap, his fingers brushing through the fur while his other hand started to gently brush them out. Which turned out to be a good thing to have done right now as small pieces of silk slid free of her fur and that same wonderful sensation washed through her tail and spine, Dillian humming softly again as he went to work, his hands warm and strong while he made sure her tails had never been softer or floofier, obviously admiring the snow white fur between his fingers as he worked.
 
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Christine murmurs with satisfaction as Dillian starts pulling the soft brush through the fur of her tails. Sighing several times, she could've fallen asleep like this if she hadn't just spent several hours passed out. Prodding herself up with her elbows, the kitsune smiles at the hunter, watching him faithfully spoil her with the tender brushing.
 
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It was obvious as Christine propped herself up and watched him that Dillian cherished these little moments and his attention was firmly on the task at hand, a small content smile on his face as he moved on to her other tail after reaching the tip of the first, leaving a slight curve on the fur tip of her tail from the brushing while Christine got to enjoy him starting on the other one.

There was obvious a slight sexual tension in him but it was washing away as he relaxed and while he certainly enjoyed her body and made no secret of thinking she was beautiful this contact seemed to bring him out of any reservations he had.

It tugged at her heart strings.
 
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Dillian seemed to enjoy the brushing as much as she did, and when he finally finishes both of her tails, Christine rolls over, coyly hiding the peaks of her breasts with her hands as she eyes Dillian quite invitingly, letting him choose his approach.
 
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