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Everybody Needs a Hero (Termite)


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Bea was quite the sight, laying on the sweat soaked bed the exausted girl would have aroused any man who had been watching. She had her choice of cum splatters to choose from for her taste test. Upon selecting one, Bea found that her new organ produced the real thing, it tasted basically like any man's seed, though there was a slight generic taste as well, as if some intangible essence was missing.

As the afterglow faded, something that took awhile, Bea became aware of shuffling going on down on the ground floor. As much fun as she'd just had, she could not stay here forever. No doubt danger was creeping up soon, but there was plenty of time to deal with it. As one final reminder of the past events, her cock gave one last twitch, spewing a few drops of cum, before the senstation changed. While still large, it seemd the organ was now on its way out, having had its release.
 
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Laying on the bed with that hammer still lodged Bea could do little more than pant with her own spunk swishing around on her tongue. It tasted real enough, but it was missing something that made if seem kinda bland. Like it was missing a key ingredient. She laughed to herself at that thought. Of course it's missing something. Whatever that spider bite had done it sure as hell didn't give her a pair of balls, so there shouldn't be any swimmers to worry about. But that was somewhat surprising. Who could have known you could actually taste that?

For a few seconds the woman just sat there contemplating life, her recent addition, and how tired she actually felt. That last one took the forefront, but as she realized why most of the men seemed so eager to just roll on their sides and sleep her thoughts were interrupted by some curious noises from downstairs. Her body perked up a bit, and she tried to focus on whatever was causing all that noise. It sounded like some random shuffling, and the last bit of random shuffling she heard turned out to be a trio of zombie men. It could also have been something else entirely, the walls and floors of this motel muffling the noise and making it only sound like random shuffling.

Not quite sure what to do at the moment Bea popped herself off the bed and quickly wiped as much mess off of herself as she could with whatever was handy. Once she was finished she hurried over to her rifle and quickly reloaded the weapon. And then she regretted it. Her sudden interest in her own cum as well as whatever was happening on the lower floor made her completely forget about that hammer still plugged in her behind, so the sudden rush of movement left her feeling rather odd. Thankfully it was slick enough not to cause any immediate damage, but her bowels were bitchin up a storm.

Obviously this was no way to move around, so something had to be done. Bea grabbed the head of the hammer with one hand and began to pull, and as soon as she did her other shot over her mouth. Even with her libido somewhat sated for the moment feeling that huge shaft sliding out of ass sent shivers up and down her spine. When it finally popped free the woman found herself stifling a moan of disappointment, but this wasn't the time to think about that. She wasn't alone in this building. Any number of things could be shambling around downstairs, and whatever it was had probably found the spider corpses and stopped to either look them over or eat them. That should help give Bea some time, and she'd use it to try and get herself ready for...

A slight twitch from her cock made her gasp a bit and stop before she could open the door. A bit of ooze dribbled from the end and landed on the floor, but it was the odd sensation that followed that made the girl pause. She didn't know how or why, she only somehow knew that her new penis wouldn't be staying all that much longer. A part of her was quite glad she wasn't going to be a hermaphroditic freak for the rest of her life, but she also remembered how it felt having that thing spring to life. That kind of pain on her clit made her freeze, and she was hoping to God that she wouldn't have to go through with that again.
 
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(I assume Bea removed the hammer at some point in that post ;))

Bea left the room much worse for wear, if housekeeping was still around they'd have a difficult time cleaning the sheets, to say the least. Outside in the hallway Bea could hear the noises much more clearly. They actually seemed to be comming from farther down, near the lobby, instead of in one of the wings. Instead of going downstairs to investigate, perhaps she could gain some information by going to the elevator shaft and trying to hear through the floor, though that'd waste some time if she still couldn't hear what was going on.
 
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(Talk about oversight on my part... *edits previous post*)


Now that she was out of the room she could hear things a bit better, but Bea was still somewhat worried. Her cock still hadn't reverted back to a clitoris, and there was no telling when that was gonna happen. There was no telling if it would be as painful as when it formed, or maybe it would be far worse. She didn't want to think of what would happen if she needed to run only to be paralyzed by that thing transforming once again.

At the moment she really didn't want to go downstairs, and she didn't want to leave herself exposed if she could avoid it. She remembered seeing an elevator as she was rushing around, so maybe she could stick an ear through there. Of course she'd still have to listen through the elevator itself, and any sound coming through the elevator shaft would probably echo and distort. The more she thought about it the more that option didn't feel right, so she decided to head over to the stairwell quietly and try to listen through there. She wouldn't enter just yet, but being closer should help her determine who or what was running around in the lobby.
 
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Bea could hear the sounds of things being knocked over, papers, chairs, the items on the registration desk, all those kinds of things. At first Bea couldn't tell what was making these noises, but then she heard the chittering nose the spiders made. A search party for her, what else could it be. Fortunately, they didn't seem to know where she was, no sounds of rapid movement, just one or two spiders looking around curiously. As long as Bea didn't make any loud noises or walk too hard on the floor, they'd probably be distracted with the ground level for a long time.
 
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(Hey, how many turns left until the Futa-venom actually wears off?)


Dammit, this is not where I want to be. Bea was not a happy camper. There were two more spiders wandering around under her feet, and who knows what they would do once they find the pair of spider corpses practically right around the corner. That little scene of carnage would probably get them pissed, and she definitely didn't want another pair of angry bugs following her around.

What do do... Figuring that the living pair would eventually start rushing up the stairs Bea hoped that the spiders could somehow smell the quite obvious scent of sex billowing out of her temporary room. That would probably whip them into an even greater frenzy, but it should slow them down considerably. She just needed to find a different set of stairs away from the lobby she could use to get back to the ground floor. If she could just get outside the messes downstairs and upstairs should buy her enough time to sneak away or at least find a safe place to hide.
 
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(About six, I highly doubt we'll have a time skip in there. There's also a slight factor of "when convienent, not for Bea, but for storytelling ;) Though I won't deviate by more then one turn in either direction.)

The hotel had staircases at the two corners as well as the hallways' ends. The image of them was a bit vauge in Bea's mind, but she had seen them in her earlier rushing about. The corner staircases were nearby, but probably exited into the lobby, so those might be a bad choice. The last two might be clear, they certainly didn't have these two spiders at them right now, but no telling if yet something else was waiting at them. No time to think, though, as Bea heard the spiders slowly move towards the bottom of the stairwell she was at now, potentially freeing up one of the closer staircases, allowing for a quicker getaway. She had to make a decision quick.
 
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Bea had turned a bit to see if she could see the stairwell on the far end of the hall, once she heard the spiders starting to move she threw that idea out the window. They were getting ready to move upstairs. She figured she'd have to make a break for it to get to the other side, and her feet suddenly bouncing on the floor would be more than enough to tell them where she was.

She needed to find immediate cover, so she quietly hurried over to one of the closer staircases. She should be able to slip inside them easily and quietly, and it should give her a chance to watch the spiders for a bit and see if they were going to rush into her room or not. If they did she figured she could hurry down to the lobby while they were preoccupied, and once she was down there she could figure out what to do next.
 
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Bea had only taken cover for a few seconds before the first spider popped up to the second floor. It did not slow very much as it searched the area, trying to find the source of the noise as quickly as possible. It eventually stopped about halfway to Bea's hiding spot to "sniff" the air, detecting the girl's earlier pleasure. The monster was soon joined by its fellow spider, and the two seemed to have a conversation using the wierd chittering noises.

Bea was secure for right now, but they were dangerously close. There was no telling if the no doubt soon to be resumed search would take the spiders to her hiding spot. Running was equally dangerous, because if she'd been heard through the floor, the spiders would clearly hear her only a few feet away.
 
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Not good... Bea was pretty much stuck where she was. The spiders had already approached her hiding spot, whatever they had for ears working far better than she thought since they obviously heard her footsteps through the floor. She couldn't escape down the stairs that were right beside her. They'd hear that as well.

So without anywhere to go she simply sat in her little hidey-hole and waited. The spiders seemed to have a pretty good sense of smell, so they should be drawn to that room she..."soiled"...earlier. It had to be throwing out the mother of all stenches, she just had to pray they'd notice it soon. Hopefully she wouldn't have to waste anymore time dealing with a couple more spiders, but if she did she needed to calm herself enough to try and keep her rifle steady.


(Prepare? And I'm guessing the spider she knew intimately isn't one of the pair, is it?)
 
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(Nope, not the same spider)

The spiders sniffed the air and "chatted" for a few more seconds. Both turned to face Bea's hiding spot, though they just looked for awhile. They still had not located her, but they knew there was more going on here then first apperences suggested.

Eventually one spider headed slowly towards Bea's used hotel room. The other followed behind, though at an even slower pace. It stuck its head in every room it passed, making a good survey each time. It would only be a minute or so before it reached the stairwell. However, with the two seperated Bea would have a slightly better chance at either running or fighting.
 
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Situation check. Bea was stuck in a stairwell while a pair of spiders were following her scent. All the important supplies she gathered had been abandoned earlier to escape a different pair she killed some time ago. All she had was the rifle and the sparse bit of ammo that went with it. Her shoes were still stuck in the other room because she didn't want to wear them and make them wet after her little bath in the pool. The other room completely smelled of sex due to her affliction, and that smell was probably hanging off of her skin.

In the immortal words of Bender "Bending" Rodriguez: I'm boned.

As she saw it Bea had two options. One, stay where she was and get ready to blast the hell out of one of the spiders. The one lagging behind the other would give her plenty of time to steady her aim and brace herself for her weapon's recoil, and after that she'd only have to deal with one bug on its own. Of course that would probably leave her trying to wrestle with it, and considering how things went last time she'd probably get bit again. There was no need to go through THAT mess again.

So it was time for Option Two. She figured she had a minute or so before her location was discovered, so might as well see how far she can get. In much the same way when she descended into the basement Bea began to descend the stairs, the balls of her feet taking all her weight while her heels never touched the ground. She kept herself as close to the wall as she could to help prevent the wood from cracking. She probably wouldn't make it all the way down while trying to stay hidden, but maybe she could get far enough to actually hide from direct sight. The one spider wasn't exactly walking into each room, so as long as she could hide herself from the door maybe she could fool them into thinking she already left.
 
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Bea made it to the ground floor when she heard one of the spider's let out a noise of confusion. She heard the other come to join it quickly at the top of the stairs. They did not, however, follow her down. Infact, with a new flurry of chittering, it was almost as if they were having an argument. After a few tense seconds, Bea could hear them walk off towards the trashed hotel room instead of follow her down.
 
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The instant she heard that cry Bea froze. She managed to make it down the stairs quietly, but she wasn't out of the woods yet. It wouldn't take much for a spider to look over the edge and spot her trying to crawl under whatever cover she could find, and in this cramped space she doubted she could handle things one on one. When the other joined the first she figured she was in trouble. She could hear them talking just over her head, and the more they seemed to argue the more anxious she became.

With her nerves at a near panic the nude woman nearly bolted out of the building right then and there, but once she heard the bugs start wandering toward that room she nearly destroyed she let out a very quiet sigh of relief. Her gamble had payed off, and her rather distinctive mess should keep the pair occupied for a little while. She finally had a chance to escape, but she needed to do this right. She couldn't just walk out the front and continue down the road from here. That path was too visible, and any number of monsters could spot her easily. Instead she would look for a back exit and see what kind of cover she could find there. Hopefully there would be a few trees to hide her behind, and from there she could sneak away before eventually returning to the road and following it to her destination.
 
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As Bea walked out into the lobby she could hear the two above "arguing" as they searched her room above. Either they thought she was long gone or they weren't smart enough to realize they weren't being very stealthy. The front looked deserted, but Bea didn't have a clear view too far either way on the road, especially with this design of building. Fortunately, there was an open door to an employee area. It had a bunch of washing machines, probably for the bedsheets. It was cramped and had alot of little nooks and crannies with doors leading to other back rooms, but there was one that caught the girl's eye. An exit sign hung above a door directly across from the one to the lobby, the back exit that Bea was looking for. If she remembered correctly, it would lead into the lush area around the cute little residental subdivision.
 
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With the bugs upstairs arguing for whatever reason Bea felt a little relieved. She could probably get away with a little faster pace. Their voices should mask whatever noise she made.

Spying the laundry room the woman ducked inside and took a quite look around. Washing machines, driers, and a number of doors probably leading to other back areas of the motel couldn't hope to compare to the sight that nearly made her squeak for joy. "EXIT". She was so close to freedom, to getting her ass out of there and leaving these annoying spiders behind. But she still needed to be careful. She didn't want to do anything that would catch their attention. She had to carefully open the door, and she would need to take a peek outside to see if anything were crawling around out back.

But before that she took a second glance around the laundry area. Maybe there were some clothes to cover herself. Her first priority was to get away, and she would do that naked if she must, but there was no sense arriving at the safe zone bare as they day you were born. And she definitely didn't need a full body sunburn.
 
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As luck would have it, the housekeeping staff kept some spare uniforms in case one of them had to change after dirtying their first set. Bea could change out of her birthday suit, but would be rolling as a maid, if she could handle potentially playing to some perverts fantasies.

Satisfied with whatever choice she makes, Bea has to scope the area before she makes good on her escape. The door opens out the backside of the building, into a row of small trees seperating the subdivision from the hotel's land. She could probably sneak to the other side then hop fences behind the cover of the greenery. Bea still did not see any signs of anyone, or thing looking for her out here.
 
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As much as running around as a maid sounded enticing, especially since she was probably gonna have to run commando, it would be far better found in that outfit than to be found naked. And so begins the story of Beatrice Stinger, Battle Maid. At least the outfit came with some shoes...

Now somewhat clothed Bea popped the door open a crack to take a look outside. The row of trees greeting her was a godsend. She could definitely use those to mask her escape. The fact that there weren't any monsters out back to watch her was an added bonus, and with those things upstairs messing around in her room they shouldn't be able to notice her even if they looked though the window. This was the perfect time to move, and once she stepped out and made sure her path was clear she hurried to find new cover behind those trees. After that it was just a matter of dashing from trunk to trunk without getting spotted.
 
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It was a frantic dash for cover, but Bea was not spotted. After the excitement faded, all was still as it had been moments before. While there was some momentary concern over any monsters that might be wandering around on this side of the trees, to Bea's benefit there were no such things within eyesight or earshot. The small houses were pretty well deserted too.

Bea could sneak anywhere from here, but there was an obvious path back to her gear. A few feet in one direction and she'd be even with the side of the hotel, she could slide along a wall and back to the road, where she'd be nearly even with the ally she'd ran through near the gas station before, a nice starting position on her backtracking.
 
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Bea could have turned back. Lord knows she was probably hungry as Hell after all the events of the day, and just abandoning all that stuff she had carried seemed like such a waste, but that would put her back on that bridge. She'd probably attract another pair of spiders as soon as she stepped on that thing. She had her fill of them for the day. She had her fill of them for the week. There was no need to go back and taunt them any further.

So with a heavy heart and an empty stomach the maid cut her losses and began moving back down the road toward safety. She could try to figure something out later, maybe hit a convenience store or try ransacking another house to look for a bite to eat. Either way she just wanted to start moving forward once again.
 
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