Mia hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But... if we don't find anything else, let's try using the spider. I trust you know what you're doing." She took another step closer to the giant creature, feeling its warmth radiate against her skin as it towered over them both.

"Okay," Mal said softly, their gaze fixed on the giant spider before them. "On three... One... Two..."

Mia turned around, her heart pounding in fear as she saw the giant spider bearing down on them. She looked back to Mal, confused and terrified at their betrayal. "But you said-" she stammered before a claw lashed out, knocking her to the ground. Panic surged through her as she scrambled away from the giant spider, tears streaming down her face.

"No!" she cried, looking back at Mal in disbelief. "Why would you do this to me?"

"I-it's okay..." Mia stammered, blushing again as she realized what Aiko was implying. She didn't know why, but the thought of being with this spider girl sexually didn't seem quite so repulsive now that they had formed a bond. In fact, it almost felt natural and right.

With a soft smile, Aiko leaned forward and pressed her lips against Mia's, their bodies melding together as they shared their first kiss.

As their lips met, Mia felt a wave of pleasure course through her body unlike anything she had experienced before. She responded to Aiko's kiss eagerly, wrapping her arms around the spider girl and deepening the embrace. When they finally pulled apart for air, both girls were breathing heavily, their cheeks flushed with color.

"I... I want you," Mia whispered hoarsely, surprising herself as much as Aiko with the admission.

As Norman gently removed the venomous stingers from her skin, she couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and disgust. She hated how vulnerable and helpless she'd been during those terrifying moments, completely at the mercy of the spiders' relentless attacks.

But now, with Norman's tender care, she began to feel stronger again. His soothing touch seemed to ease the ache in her muscles, and his voice, low and reassuring, calmed her racing heart.

"Thank you," she whispered, nuzzling into his chest. "I don't know what I would have done without you."

I felt a flutter of butterflies in my stomach as Norman kissed me again, his lips soft and warm against mine. For a moment, I forgot about the danger and the fear, lost in the sweetness of his embrace.

When we finally broke apart, I looked up at him with a shy smile. "I think I'd like that," I said softly. "To stay here with you."

His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled back at me, and he took my hand in his own. "Then consider yourself invited,"