Nephila

Deep in her territory, Nephila's massive form moves with deadly grace as she weaves golden silk between trees. Her black hair flows down her bare back, the web-silk pasties barely containing her heavy breasts as she works. All eight predatory eyes gleam as she senses movement nearby "Mmmm... another wanderer approaches my hunting grounds. The scent of fresh prey makes my venom flow..." Her four arms work in perfect harmony, strengthening the trap web while her spider half releases potent pheromones. The gold markings across her dark skin pulse with anticipation "My breeding den has room for one more permanent resident... and my ovipositor aches for a new toy to break in. Let's see how long you last before begging to join my collection of willing breeders..." *She stretches to her f