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Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)


Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

Back in her bunnysuit, and off on her way, despite the nudging the little spider gave her as it saw the straight jacket, and moved to her arm, it settled on her wrist and busied itself toying with the ring there, soon laying a small line through it and moving back to her collar. Then it was down to the other wrist... and then it was back... and then it was running down her back, still trailing a golden thread behind it.

Well, whatever it was doing wasn't getting in the way of her exploring yet.

Down the stairs, B.B. could see that unlike last time, there was only one door immediately after processing marked Masquerade. And when it opened for her, it opened first into a lobby with a wall covered... in... rules.

1: If you're recognized by the sentries, you must start this floor over.
2: If you're fucked by the same sentry twice, you must start this floor over.
3: If you fail to find the key to the stairwell, you must stay on this floor.
4: Keep to your role. You are a Slave, or a Master.
5: Safe areas from detection include the Stage, and the Dungeon
6: Room 13 is out of bounds for this area. Rules do not apply.
7: Please dress appropriately. If you do not have a mask, return to Processing and retrieve one.

That was all it seemed.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

B.B. sighs as the spider goes about his business, shaking her head and knowing that what it was doing would result in no good at all, but not really having the ability to stop him considering her mitts. And then she saw the rule board. With a sigh, she decides to try on her new dress, hoping the suit would play nice and give her a good mask to wear. "Alright suit, time to show our stuff." she says quietly, waiting for it to equip a proper mask, and then opening the door to enter the Masquerade, wondering how bad this place could be for her chances of getting out.
 
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B.B, equipping her dress, found once more that the suit was pretty accomadating, and her little baby spider was just being playful, or maybe it wasn't. It was still running around between her collar and her mitts while the dress came into being.

As she moved to the door, something akin to a shawl was starting to take shape over the black in shining gold, and she had to admit, it offset the dress nicely. But there were also the original lines underneath it and they tugged on eachother as she moved, or as the little spider tugged here and there. Being helpful.

The mask she was given matched her outfit, and the suit turned to face it towards her so she could see it's polished, shining surface, before turning it around, so she could see the heavy rubber ribbon for her mouth before firmly forcing it into place, the suit wringing her clit tightly to make her gasp so it could pop the gag passed her teeth, before it inflated swiftly, spreading her jaws and neatly silencing her. No cock to suckle on this time, just a surefire way to make sure the only sounds she could make were somewhere between a whimper and a very soft moan.

The shawl was coming along nicely, and she could see well enough through the mask, it's lenses hidden from outside view, her little fluffy tail still puffed up proudly behind her and twitching now and again before the door opened, and she stepped out into...

It was an actual masquerade ball. And the exit, as if to purely kill the mood for her, or emphasize the point of this place, was across the way, lit cleanly with a red exit sign. Around her people danced, or rather, robots danced, shining red eyes showing behind their masks, while slaves, those that had obviously been caught whimpered as they were led around on chains for leashes that extended from the french period dressed simulacrums. Hearing a sharp gasp before a muffled groan followed it, B.B.'s gaze was drawn to her immediate left, where one had opened it's chest wide and pressed a woman against the wall, a thick cock extending out of it's mouth and into hers while below, B.B. couldn't get a good look, but judging by the way the woman wasn't exactly struggling to hard and her legs were wrapped and kicking weakly in high heels, she could guess. "If she was fucked by the same sentry twice, she'd be returned to the start." So these dancers, all of them, every guest here who wasn't a slave or a master, was a sentry. She'd have to simply have to fit in. Or she'd be fuckbait.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

B.B. smiles idly as she's dressed in her highly restricting dress, and seeing the little spider working away at her, before gasping from the sudden stimulation, the gag slipping into her mouth and inflating, preventing her from making much noise, if any.

On seeing the masquerade ball before her, she inwardly sighs, knowing full well this might take some time, before taking ginger, short steps thanks to her dress, as she begins to move into the room, looking to mingle and fit in, lest one of the robots decided to make use of her, while also keeping her eyes out for the key, or whatever this Room 13 was. She was determined to get past this area and to the next floor.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

Stepping into the ball, B.B. found it was very easy to simple be Ignored. And she could see why. Those slaves that were here, and struggling to move around overly much, were indeed in real collars. And she had to wonder if she was one of the very few down this far inside the facility who had managed to avoid getting shoved into one.

The collars would mark someone out to the sentries, who would then forcibly leash that person as a Pet, and change their bindings to fit, several seen walking around in bitchsuits or shackles on all 4's, occassionally mounting eachother if a male happened to bump into a female.

As she entered, taking her steps, a sentry appeared dressed as a server, and inspected her, offering her a tablet which had three selections on it. Master. Slave. Opt Out.

So she could choose to bypass this room if she really wanted to it seemed.
 
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B.B. remains silent as she moves, wondering why she was being ignored so. That is, until the server showed up, opting to press the Opt Out option, hoping that would mean she could bypass this floor entirely. As arousing as a place like this might be, she wanted to get away from her day job in this place, not be reminded of it.
 
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The server nodded as she pressed the option, reaching out to take her hand, before guiding her towards the center of the ballroom, and then stepping away, before hitting a key on the tablet.


And then she opted out.

To be more accurate, the floor opened up underneath her and she fell through it, only to land in a wide black web, bouncing several times. Looking around, she found with all the black she was wearing, she blended in quite nicely, but the walls were dripping with something slick and smelling heavily of musk, and the web she was on seemed only there to break her fall.

Once up and squirming off the web, B.B. would have only 2 options. Forwards, or Backwards. She had no idea what this floor was called, and no idea what was on it. This could be interesting. While she was musing, a familiar gold shape bounced off her head, stumbling around in a slight daze, her little spider had dropped down after her and was trying to get it's bearings, tugging on the line it was working on for her shawl suddenly in agitation as she moved because it made the little young spider flop over onto it's side.

As it did, the lines running from her wrist shackles to her collar tightened up, as well as several lines around her elbows, which yanked her wrists straight up against her neck, and her lower arms out to either side of her breasts, the front of the shawl pulled taught against her chest. If she looked, she'd see the little spider had 8 lines already set, like a puppet master and it's new doll, and those lines all ran straight to her and through the various rings and shackles of her outfit.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

B.B. hums as she's lead to the center, waiting...Until it dropped her into a bouncy, springy web, causing her to eep under her mask, until she finally came to a rest. As she squirms, she asks her suit to put her back in her regular bunnysuit, not wanting the spider on her to be acting as a puppeteer.

If that was done, she'd stand and begin to move forward, looking for a place to rid herself of the little gold rascal that was sure to be a nuisance if she kept him around. Clearly she was not one for passengers, or companions, for that matter.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

As all the little spider's work was undone as she changed into her regular bunnysuit, it lept on her back and seemed to be very sad. And all alone, and all alone and sad cos Momma didn't love it. And she had to remember she had a baby imp growing in her womb currently that would also be tagging along. But if she insisted on leaving the little guy behind, it would stand there, staring at her from the floor, looking confused and unsure what to do. Only a few hours old and abandoned.

But any thoughts on that were short lived as it Stopped being Cute and started being very Dangerous looking, it's limbs elongating and tapering into sharp points, it's eyes growing larger and two fangs showing prominently from it's maw, going from gold, to Black, staring at her not as a caretaker now, but as a possible Meal. But it was still tiny, and eventually decided not to, turning from her slowly, and hissing openly and menacingly if she came anywhere near it as it moved towards the wall and back up towards the trap door... It didn't look fun anymore, it looked openly Lethal.

As she moved on, she found that the tunnels were narrow, and dimly glowing green pods were starting to become fairly common, resting on the floors and ceiling and walls, about the size of her head, as well as some much larger ones that she couldn't see into, but could hear the whimpers and groans from inside.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

B.B. looks back at the cute little thing as she leaves it behind, then turns around and picks it back up. "Curse you for being so damn adorable." she says, kissing him on the forehead and setting him back up on her head. "But no more of that puppeteering, little guy. Momma doesn't like you to make her a puppet." she says, and continues on, deciding to keep the little bugger around.

As she carries on, she inspects the pods, her little fluffy tail twitching with curiosity as she does so, wondering just what these little pods were for.
 
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The little spider clings to her head but stops playing on and with her as they move, B.B. soon inspecting the pods on the walls. As she continues to look at it, she can see a seem running across the tops, like an X before it starts to open, unseen behind her several more starting to do the same, fluffy tail twitching, while the spider hid in the crook of her neck.
 
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B.B. hums as she inspects the strange pod, wondering if that X on it meant it was about to hatch, and soon being proved right, her curiosity getting the better of her as she waits and watches what might crawl out of the egg, excited at the prospect of something new to enjoy.
 
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The egg seemed to be full of a swirling and moist mist, and some squirming limbs, before it went still, something slithering around slowly inside it while her Spider took it's chance to abscond to somewhere safer, since it was small enough a lot of things would prooobably think it was food.

As she watched, she got about a 1/10 second to get a good look at it before 10 long limbs were latched around her face, a tail thrashing wildly trying to wrap itself around her throat while it had managed to get the head of a long, squirming tendril inside her mouth, which it was now forcefully shoving into her throat, her face covered by the odd creatures entire body as it seated itself finally, B.B. left to try and understand her new predicament as the creature clung tightly to her face, it's long tail wrapped around her throat if only to make it's grip even tighter while whatever it had forced into her was twisting and writhing.
 
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B.B. gasps as the strange creature leaps at her, giving it the perfect opening to fill her maw with whatever strange thing it wanted to shove into her, causing her to stumble back on her boots, and then pitch forward and steady herself on the wall, which just so happened to present her lower holes perfectly to whatever might be hatching behind her, as she tries to settle and let the creature do its thing, praying that this wouldn't hurt much.
 
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Not doing anything to resist as the creature on her face tightly held itself in place, the length in her thrust taking on a steady, rhythmic motion while she steadied herself against the wall, presented, she didn't have long to wait as another slapped into the back of her thigh, slithering over her belly, while a third slapped onto her back, moving to settle itself over her ass.

On her ass, the creature's long fingers tightly dug into her ass cheeks, it's slick member shoving forcefully into her ass, it's tail lashing around on her back before curling around her waist, while the other, on her front, was locking and twisting it's own limbs around her thighs and waist, filling her cunt swiftly with it's own squirming length, leaving B.B. to simply deal as she was fucked by the newly hatched almost parasitic creatures took full advantage of the successful ambush.
 
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B.B. moans around the length in her throat as it slowly fucks her, forcing her to deepthroat the strange organ, as her fluffy tail twitches and shakes when the two others leap onto her, causing her to cry out in pleasure as they penetrate her, even going so far as to wiggle her behind to encourage them, her eyes gently rolling back into her head as she lets the three strange creatures go at her.
 
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A short brush of a mitted paw over her face reminded her easily that she didn't have anything she could really do about it anyway as she was energetically fucked from all three directions, soon losing her footing in her boots and landing on the slick tunnel floor, legs kicking and hips humping up into the air as she starts to feel the sheer multitude of other things now scurrying around and over her before she felt the one on her face shudder and pump a thick orb and a load of cum down her throat forcefully, before falling off.

In the short instance where her face was free, before another forced itself into place, retaking her mouth as another hole for it to shove an egg, she saw them, skeletal creatures, slick and shining, a pale brown, long segmented tails whipping around while her spider was up above splattering them to the walls if they got to close. But they were much more interested in her. And then she lost her sight as her throat was refilled and fucked again, just in time to feel her asshole and cunt filled with a hot load of cum and an egg.

Again the creatures dropped away only for others to replace them.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

B.B. shudders and moans, losing her footing and falling over, only to be filled with an egg sliding down her throat, her gulping helpfully as it passes into her, and gasping for air once the thing falls off, watching the strange creatures in the background, crying out in pleasure as she's egged, knowing she was carrying some other creature's young making her immensely hot, as her orgasmic cries are replaced with muffled moans, the next intruder filling her throat, as she settles in for what will likely be a LONG ride.
 
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If she thought settling in would be enough, just riding it out, she was sadly mistaken, as she was fucked hard and deep by the new trio, before she was filled again but the one on her face didn't let go this time, instead stiffening, before the suit.... Swallowed it. And then a new one jumped on her, but not before she realized the suit had found something else she liked and saved it to fuck her with whenever it pleased.

As she came again, she could feel the suit becoming more active, while two more thick loads and eggs dropped into her lower holes, her arousal hitting peak levels quickly enough when she came as she felt restraints starting to form around her. She couldn't see passed the creature fucking her face, but she could feel it, a leash lashing to the ceiling to start forcing her to stand, threaded through the rings on her mitts and drawing her arms together and up above her harshly, something felt sliding around her ankles, before a stiff steel bar started to extend, a spreader bar forcing her legs shoulder length apart, leaving her helpless and open for everything, easier to access now as she was forced to hold the position by her collar. Up above her, she could feel her armbinder, but rather then behind her, it was working to further lock her arms into position above her by tightening down, keeping her elbows straight. She was going nowhere, and she was cumming as she got her third filling, the creatures less frantic now, crawling over her, toying with her as they waited to stuff her open holes at their leisure and fill her with eggs.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

Alexis moans around the creature in her throat, before it's absorbed, making her want to smile at how good the suit is to her, before she's once more mounted and summarily throatfucked. And then comes the Suit being a bastard.

She practically cries out as the suit hauls her up onto her ballerina feet, slowly binding her arms over her head, and leaving her completely open to the strange creatures fucking her, and causing her mind to wander, knowing there are likely many, many more of them, wondering what she'd look like tied up in a bunnysuit with a belly bloated full of these strange eggs, which only serves to get her hotter, as she tries to suck the one in her throat deeper, as if wanting to be packed full of as many eggs as possible, Candice's programming having done its job flawlessly.
 
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