The Nightmare on Cherub Street/Chapter 6

Billy thrashed, feeling trapped. She cried out as something hard hit her side. Flailing about, she got her head out from underneath the blankets, to see that she'd fallen out of bed. Light filtered in through the window - it was early morning. She jumped to her feet, her eyes roving around the room. "P-Peter..?" she called out timidly, but she was alone. Apart from her blanket on the floor, the room was spotless. Every doll was perfectly aligned on all the shelves, and the bed was clean. Billy looked down at her belly, but it was normal. She wore one of her night gowns.

Blinking, the girl lifted up the hem and looked at her privates. Her pussy looked normal, and her belly was empty. She blinked again stupidly as a knock sounded on her door. "Billy!" her mother called out. She quickly dropped the hem of her night gown as the door opened. "Oh, you're already up!" her mom smiled warmly down at her daughter. "Daddy's making pancakes, get dressed and come on down."

As her mom left, Billy blinked again and shed her paralysis. She didn't know what to think anymore, and her mind kept playing fragments of the scene from the previous night as she stripped off her nightgown and went into the closet to grab some new clothes. She shivered remembering how Peter had looked with cold, dead eyes.

Peter. Billy suddenly remembered what had happened to him with one of her legs halfway into a fresh pair of panties. Her heart raced and her skin felt clammy - was he alright!? She ran out of her room clad only in her underwear. There were water sounds coming from behind the closed bathroom door in the middle of the hall she was to share with her brother. Billy raced to the door, her bare feet smacking against the old polished wood floors. She pounded on the door, "Peter! Peter!" The door opened and she nearly tumbled inside before a pair of arms caught her.

"Bffilly, wffhat iffs ifft?" Peter stood her back on her feet, a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth. Her older brother's hair was still dripping wet and he was clad only in a towel wrapped around his waist, having just come from the shower. Turning, he set the toothbrush down by the sink and spat out his mouth full. "Uh, do you need to use the bathroom real bad or something? You couldn't even finish putting on your clothes first?" Billy just blinked at him like a slow fish. He was okay? Back to normal? Or had that even happened... Was she going insane after all?

"Well?" Peter asked again, putting his hands on his hips. "Go on, use the bathroom then. I don't care." He turned back to the mirror and began washing his face. Billy hesitated, then walked in and closed the door behind her, deciding she might as well go and heading over to the toilet. "Are you... feeling okay this morning, big brother?" Billy asked in a small voice as she pulled her panties down and hopped up onto the toilet seat. "Hmm? I'm fine, why?" Peter replied, his eyes flicking to his sister sitting naked on the toilet. He told himself not to stare, but he couldn't help but keep glancing at her as she peed.

"Umm... No reason..." Billy mumbled as her brother gave into temptation and stared at her. Peter frowned, remembering that he'd made her suck his dick last night. It had felt amazing, but part of him still regretted forcing himself on his little sister. Still... she seemed fine. "Umm, just remember the deal we made last night." he stammered. "No telling mom and dad what we did, or else!" Billy flushed the toilet and glanced up at him. "H-Huh? Oh, right... I promise." So he remembered what they did after all? Was it real?

"Do you... remember the whole thing?" she asked shyly. Peter grinned at his sister. "How could I forget? Your mouth felt amazing.~" Billy blinked. So he remembered the first part only..? She decided to try and see if he remembered anything else. "And then what happened after?" she prodded. Peter frowned. "Huh? What do you mean? I said goodnight and went back to my bedroom. Why?" Billy blinked. He went back to his room? She shook her head trying to clear it. "Umm, r-right..." she mumbled, and suddenly realized she was standing there with her panties around her ankles while her big brother was eyeing up her naked body.

Billy bent over and grabbed her panties, blushing. As she tried to pull them up, she felt a hand on her back pressing down. "W-Wait..." Peter muttered, stopping her from pulling them back up. He reached down and pressed a hand against her bare bottom, groping it as he slid his other hand around from to cup Billy's immature sex between her legs. "Peter..." she complained, her blush deepening. "What?" he asked, curiously. She hadn't told him to stop, after all. He rimmed her little slit gently, making the girl squirm. "Tell me to stop and I'll stop..." Billy opened her mouth to tell him just that, but no sound came out. She felt warmness flooding up her body from beneath her navel, as the birdcage brand began to glow and her mind went blank.

"See... you don't want me to stop, do you?" Peter said with a blush of his own, pushing a finger inside her little cunny. He felt his dick rising again beneath the towel. Peter removed the hand groping Billy's ass and with shaking fingers undid the tuck keeping the towel wrapped around his waist. It fell to the floor.

"S-Since you don't want me to stop, I want to d-do more..." Peter stammered, pulling his finger from his sister's 7 year old snatch. He turned her around, gripping her by the hips and bending her over the toilet. Billy didn't protest - her eyes remained unfocused and her mind blank. All she could see was the giant birdcage glowing in her mind's eye.

Peter came up behind his sister and poked his penis between her legs. "I-I'm just going to h-hump you a b-bit, that's all..." he told himself aloud, pressing his penis between his little sister's thighs. He had no intention of penetrating her, he told himself, so there was no problem. Peter pushed his little dick forward, sliding it back and forth between his sister's lithe legs. Precum leaked from the tip of his cock and helped lubricate Billy's thighs along with her own wet pussy drippings. "F-Fuck.." he mumbled, gasping. He grabbed her thighs in both hands and pushed them together more, tightening the thigh gap opening he was humping away at.

Billy felt very warm, and the bird cage glowed brighter in her mind. Peter's shaft slid along her plump baby pussy, the slit caressing his length as it jerked back and forth. "Ahhh, I'm g-gonna..!" Peter moaned, and came. He splattered the toilet seat and Billy's thighs with his cum, grunting as she sprayed several small strings of hot boy cum out.

"Hahhhh.... That f-felt amazing, B-Billy!" Peter moaned, pulling his dick out from between his little sister's thighs. As he looked down at his sister's bare rump bent over the toilet seat, a shock of fear ran down his spine. He'd forced himself on her again.

Peter nearly levitated as a knock sounded on the door. "Peter? Billy? Are you both in there?" His mother was just on the other side of the door. Peter leapt away from Billy, seizing up against the door. "Y-Yup, we're both in here!" he called back. "We'll be out in a minute." he called, trying to get his racing heart under control. "Alright, just hurry up. Food is getting cold!" Peter heard his mother's footsteps walking away.

"That was a close one..." he muttered, grabbing his underwear off the counter. "Shit, gotta clean up..!" he realized, unrolling some toilet paper to wipe Billy clean. It was only when he finished that he realized she hadn't moved since he’d bent her over the toilet. "B-Billy? Are you okay!?" Peter picked her up and turned her around to face him. Billy's eyes slowly focused as she looked into her brother's concerned face. "Huh...?" she mumbled, blinking rapidly. "Are you okay?" Peter repeated, concerned. He reached down and pulled her panties up to her waist. "I'm... fine..." she said, her voice sounding distant.

"You should, err, go back to your room and get dressed." Peter suggested. "R-Right..." Billy stammered, blinking again before walking over to the door. "S-See you at breakfast..." She left the bathroom and walked back to her bedroom in a daze. What had happened again? Had something happened..?

Getting out a pink t-shirt and a pair of blue denim overalls, Billy pulled the shirt on over her head and quickly stepped into the overalls, tossing the straps over her shoulders and clipping them into place. She was just hungry, that was all... Pancakes sounded wonderful right now. The young girl grabbed some socks and headed back out into the hallway, hopping as she tried to both walk and pull them on.

As she passed the stairs to the 3rd floor, a vision flashed in her mind. She saw that dark ebony door on the 3rd floor shining in her mind. The handle glowed, as if it called out to her. She had an overwhelming compulsion to walk up to the door and open it, and turned towards the stairs.

"Billy? Are you coming?" Peter's voice from beside her pierced her mind. She blinked once, and the compulsion broke. Turning, she looked up at him. "Y-Yeah..." she said, looking down. "Let's go before mom and dad get mad..." Peter nodded. "Good idea..." he replied as they set off down the hall, heading for the kitchen downstairs.

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"Billy, you've hardly touched your breakfast." Billy was jerked out of her daze of contemplation by her mother's concerned voice. She realized she'd been staring at a bite of waffle on the end of her fork. She'd only taken a couple bites and didn't really feel very hungry. "Is something the matter, dear?" her mother asked, walking over to stroke her daughter's hair. "Umm..." Billy contemplated telling her mother about the strange experiences she'd been having. Was this the sort of thing she could tell her mom? Or would she just think she was crazy?

"Is something bothering you?" her mom asked. "You know you can always talk to me about anything, right honey?" Billy blinked, setting her fork down on her plate. "Well.. I've been having scary dreams since we got here..." she said after a moment of silence. "Oh? Nightmares?" Billy nodded, and her mother gave her a hug. "I'm sorry, dear. A strange new house can be scary when you're young. Try to remember that they're only dreams, they can't hurt you, alright? They will pass in time." Billy nodded.

Her mother gave her another hug, then stood up. "I need to go get ready for work. Try to eat a bit more, alright?" Billy nodded weakly. Her mother gave her a kiss on the cheek and then walked out of the room, leaving Billy alone. She toyed with her food for a bit longer, wondering what to do now. Should she talk to her dad about all this?

After forcing herself to eat one more bite, Billy gave up on her food and took it into the kitchen. She scraped the plate into the trash and placed the dirty dishes in the sink. Sighing, Billy turned to leave the room and froze. The door leading out of the kitchen was gone.

Gulping, the young girl walked over and put her hand on the wall where the door was just moments before. It felt solid, and exactly like the rest of the wall. "Wh-Whaaa..!?" she squeaked, placing both hands against the wall. A soft noise behind her made the little girl spin around and seize up against the wall. She heard the clicking sound again - was it coming from the pantry?

Billy's eyes flicked around the kitchen until she spotted the handle of the frying pan her dad had used to make the pancakes sticking out of the sink. She dashed over and grabbed it, hefting it like a weapon. Opening several kitchen drawers, Billy managed to find an old flashlight. With her heart pounding in her small chest, Billy walked over to the panty door. Reaching out a shaking hand, she grabbed the latch and flung it open, raising the frying pan high.

There was no one inside the pantry. Billy slowly walked inside and pulled the cord to turn on the single incandescent light bulb over head. It clicked on, and she saw only what she'd have expected to see - a room full of cereal, snacks, dry goods, preservatives, and other non-perishable food stuffs. Billy let out a sigh of relief and lowered the frying pan and tucked the flashlight into her front pocket.

She took one last look around the pantry, then turned to leave. Billy screamed and her heart nearly stopped as she saw the plaid man standing in the open doorway. "Rrrreeetttrriiivee.... tthheee.. kkeeeyyy..." he whined, his mouth splitting open in an evil grin that showed far too many sharp teeth. Billy trembled and held the frying pan out in front of her.

"G-G-Go a-a-awwway..!" she pleased, and he laughed. His laughter sounded of breaking glass, metal scraping against wood, and the wet sound of tearing flesh. Shadowy hands lashed out from the figure, arms bending and stretching far too long as they flew at her faster than she could respond. The hands with too many long fingers grabbed her by the overall straps and pulled her closer as several of the fingers rubbed at her nipples through her thin t-shirt. "Bbbbounddd... ssoull..." he wheezed. "Yyooouuu cccannnott eescappe mmeee..." He laughed again, tearing her overalls as he pulled his hands away and slammed the door shut. The light above Billy went out and she screamed again, promptly forgetting about the flashlight in her front pocket.

Billy scrambled around in the open air above her, searching desperately for the pull cord for the light. All she could picture in her mind was the sight of the plaid man leaping on her from the darkness. As her breath caught in her chest, Billy's hand seized the cord. She pulled so hard that it ripped off, but the light turned back on.

Billy blinked as a dim light met her eyes. As her eyes readjusted, she realized she was no longer inside the pantry. Cool, stuffy air drifted down a long tunnel from where she stood. Her gaze wandered around the passage, which was made of dirt and held up with half-rotting timbers. It looked like pictures of old mine shafts she'd seen in books at her old school. The light above her head flickered, and she looked up. It was the same style of light bulb as was in the pantry she'd just been in. "H-How..??" she whispered, stunned.

The girl looked down at the cord in her hand, letting it fall to the ground. Her overalls were tattered, the straps torn off and the shredded remains left dangling. The garment was one she'd had for a long time and getting a tad too small, so it stayed on alright even without the straps. Billy shuddered, remembering how the cold fingers had felt groping her flat chest.

Turning her attention back to the room, Billy looked down the tunnel. The light cast from the bulb above her head did not illuminate very far. On the edge of her vision, she saw another unlit bulb, and a wire leading off it. Billy followed the wire to a heavily rusted light switch embedded in the dirt wall.

She stalked over and pressed on it, trying to push it up. Grunting as the rusted metal fought her, the little girl finally managed to flick it into place. Electric popping sounds began going off as one by one lights flickered on further and further down the tunnel. Billy gulped, remembering what had happened last time she went down a tunnel in this house. Deciding she once again didn't have a choice, the 7 year old began padding down the passage.

Billy grimaces as she stepped in a wet patch and her socks got mud on them. Stopped for a moment she stripped them off and tucked them in the pocket of her overalls. Billy walked in silence for a few minutes, following the trail of lights down the tunnel. The pathway began to turn and bend, until she rounded a corner and found herself staring at a fork in the road.

The lights stopped here, and both tunnels before her were pitch black. Billy looked around frantically for another light switch, but saw none. "Wait! I'm a dummy!" she slapped herself on the forehead, finally remembering the flashlight. Scrambling around in her pocket she found it and switched it on. The beam was weak and tightly focused, but it did work. Billy shone it down both hallways, looking for any identifying marks. She couldn't find anything, and both passages looked identical.

Sighing, Billy glanced back and forth between the two roads. "Eenie, meanie, minie, mo..." she closed her eyes and pointed, counting aloud. When she opened them again, she was pointing at the east tunnel. With a gulp, she timidly set off down that tunnel, shining the flashlight around rapidly as she walked, on the lookout for anything strange.

Billy walked down the east tunnel for a few minutes in silence. Looking back, she realized she could no longer see the electric light from the start of the forked path any longer. She was just starting to think she should turn around and head back when she became aware that a very dim glow was coming from around a bend just up ahead. The light was an eerie green color that made her shiver in fear. Her steps slowed as she approached the sharp right turn in the passage, trying to make as little sound as she could.

As she reached the edge of the wall, Billy took a deep breath and peered out around the corner. The green light came from several oblong orb-like objects piled up in the corner. Her curiosity getting the better of her, Billy leaned around the corner and edged up along the wall trying to get a closer look. The objects were definitely the source of the green glow, and she couldn't shake the thought that she'd seen them somewhere before.

Billy reached the pile and squatted down. As she did, she heard a tearing noise. "Oh no..." Billy groaned, knowing that sound too well from her clothes in the past as she'd grown. Opening her legs, she saw a tear in her overalls between them that showed her panties. "N-Nothing I can do about it n-now..." she muttered and turned her attention back to the objects. They were of various sizes, and some kind of slimy mucus seemed to coat them and the floor beneath them.

Billy reached down and picked one of them up, making a face at the jelly-like squishy feeling they had. As she held the object up and examined it, her eyes went wide with realization. She remembered where she'd seen these before - when the monstrous slime had forced itself on her, and laid these very eggs inside her body. She remembered everything, the plaid man, the creature's oozy tentacles forcing their way inside her pussy and ass...

The little girl moaned and dropped the egg. It squished and bounced like a ball, deforming and flattening as it collided before regaining its shape and rolling over to press up against her bare feet. Billy shuddered, her mind whirling as she realized something important: this was proof that she wasn't crazy! All she had to do was show the egg to her mommy and everyone would believe her! They could leave this horrible house for good.

Looking down at the egg, Billy made a disgusted face and picked it up again, thrusting it into the front pocket of her overalls. The egg barely fit inside the pocket, showing a very sizable bulge where it was stuffed inside. Getting to her feet, Billy backed away from the rest of the eggs and ran back down the hallway, her eyes searching frantically for the safety of the electrically lit hallway. Before too long she saw it off in the distance and picked up her pace.

Billy skidded to a halt back at the fork in the path, and looked down the western passage. Her flashlight revealed nothing new, so with a renewed sense of purpose she set off a bit faster down that passage. "The way out must be this way..!" she told herself as she scurried on. She noticed the air was growing colder and the draft stronger the further she walked down this passage, which she felt must be a good sign.

As she took another step, something sticky stuck to the girl's foot. She looked down and shone the flashlight, seeing a spider web had adhered itself to her toes. Grimacing, she wiped her foot on the ground trying to peel it off before picking back up her pace... and walking face-first into another spider web. Billy grunted and wiped it off her face, stopping and shining the flashlight down the hallway. The passage before her was littered in spider webs. Billy moaned, "I h-hate spiders!"

She glanced over her shoulder back the way she came, then down the spider web filled hallways again. Steeling herself and raising the frying pan, she stalked off into the spider webs, swinging the pan around trying to clear her way. She did her best to avoid the webs, but as she moved onwards more and more began to cling to her clothes, her hair, and her arms and legs. Billy shuddered, just wanting to get through here so she could clean them all off. She started seeing small spiders on some of the webs and felt fear run down her spine.

She didn't know what kinds of spiders these were, but they were jet black and had long, hairy legs. She hurried on, trying not to think about spiders getting in her hair. Sweat trickled down her neck as she saw even larger spiders the size of tarantulas staring down at her from their webs on the ceiling. To her relief, Billy saw the tunnel opened up a bit more up ahead as she also noticed what looked like a small amount of light!

With hope in her heart, Billy shuddered and ranged on ahead. The webs were so thick and big now that the young girl had to stop and swing the pan just to stop herself from being slowed by them. As she approached the chamber up ahead, Billy swung the frying pan in a big arc to open the doorway up, and the pan caught in a big clump of webs. Billy yanked at it, but it would not come free. She shrieked as a spider the size of a small cat walked down the webs towards the spot where the pan was caught and backed into the room, leaving the frying pan behind.

The light in this room seemed to come from small holes in the walls, which looked almost like they were made of cardboard or some kind of wood paste that had dried. Billy remembered seeing what a termite's nest looked like back in the woods behind her old house and shuddered as she realized this looked a lot like one of those. Her eyes darted around the room, locking on an open doorway with what looked like stairs leading upwards. Sighing with relief, Billy began jogging towards the doorway, trying to avoid the huge columns of web that coated everything in this room.

She was about halfway through the room when something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. To her right, in a lone corner of the room, there was a box. A dark wooden box that was suspended about a foot off the ground in a clump of webs. Billy hesitated, and was about to ignore it when some niggling sensation in the back of her head made her change her mind. She carefully walked over to the box. It was covered in dust and cobwebs. Billy brushed her palm over the lid to clear it off, and froze. Crudely etched into the wood of the box, was the birdcage design.

She shook, wanting to back away and leave it there. Almost against her will, Billy reached out and flicked the simple clasp on the box, opening it. Inside on a bed of soft velvet was a key. A very plain looking key, made out of worn bronze. She didn't want to take it. She wanted to leave the key in the box and never return. But she couldn't. As if her arm had a mind of its own, Billy reached out and took the key. She tucked it down the front of her overalls where she could feel the cold metal pressing against her belly. The young girl felt warmth flower from beneath her navel, and shuddered.

Backing away from the box, she turned towards the stairs. Billy took only one step before she slipped and fell backwards. Crying out, she expected to land hard on her back, but instead a large clump of web seized her up. Billy screeched and struggled, trying to get free. The more she struggled, the more web got stuck to her arms and legs. Soon the little girl could not move her arms at all, and her legs kicked helplessly a foot or two off the ground before getting stuck in more web.

That was when Billy saw it. It sat high up above her, staring down at the little girl with many, many, bright red eyes. It had watched her enter its lair, carefully waiting for its prey to get itself stuck. It was a patient hunter. The giant spider slowly stretched its legs out from its hairy thorax. Billy's scream got caught in her throat as a spider the size of a car began slowly descending towards her. She struggled wildly against her bonds as it approached, her mouth going paper-dry in terror as it got closer and closer, descending on a thick web the size of her arm coming out of its behind.

Billy screamed as the spider landed in front of her, uncurling and rearing up to its full girth as it brought its head within two feet of hers. She stared into the blood-red eyes as the thing's mandible jaws clicked and rubbed along her face. It snuffled at her hair, smelling the girl as a large mouth opened fully of sharp teeth and approached her head. Billy was certain she was about to die, sucked dry like a fly in a web as suddenly, the spider stopped and closed its mouth. It sniffed her again, running its mandibles down her body.

Billy screamed again, and one of the legs shoved a clump of webbing over he mouth. She gagged as the webs got inside her mouth, her scream cut off. The spider ran its feelers down her chest, tracing lines around the bulge of the egg in her front pocket as it went lower. Billy could only watch in terror as it pressed a hairy feeler against the tear in her overalls between her legs. She felt something wet and slimy running inside her clothes, soaking her panties and dripping down her tightly bound thighs as the feeler pressed on her slit through her panties. Billy shuddered, remembering the slime monster. Surely it wasn't going to...

As if it could read her mind, the spider suddenly jerked back and reared up, throwing its front row of legs up onto the web above Billy so it could get its abdomen closer to her. Billy's eyes went wide as she saw a thick and hairy member uncurl from underneath its back section. She was horrified to see a fleshy tip extrude from the length as it unfolded and grew. The spider shuffled closer to her, and the fleshy tip pressed between Billy's legs. She tried to thrash out of the way, but two long forelegs came down and pressed against the terrified girl's shoulders, holding her in place.

The fleshy tip thrust forward hard, and Billy screamed into the gag. Her panties were still in the way, and it failed to penetrate her. It thrust again, with the same results. Billy prayed that if it failed that it would give up and let her go, when the spider let out a blood curdling screech. For a moment, nothing happened. Then Billy saw other spiders crawling towards her, spiders of all sizes. Some of the smaller ones the size of rats crawled up her legs as she shuddered.

The giant spider's fleshy member pulled back as they approached. Two of the largest the size of cats wrapped around her legs and forced them open. The slightly smaller ones crawled in, their teeth sinking into Billy's panties. They tore and bit at the cloth, shredding it neatly and exposing her 7 year old cunt to the cold lair air. Another spider almost as large as a dog climbed up onto her chest and looked into her eyes. It wiggled its mandibles at the terrified girl before leaning in and biting her neck. Billy tensed up, but it didn't feel like it was sucking her blood out. She felt something sickly warm spread through her body from the point of the bite, making her muscles unclench against her will.

The biting spider opened its jaws and looked at her again, before tearing at her t-shirt with its forelegs. Tiny barbs in its hairy legs hooked into the thin fabric and tore, ripping the front of the shirt open. Billy's flat nipples stood erect as cold air hit them, and the dog-sized spider wrapped its legs around her neck as it stared at her. Billy stared back into its many unblinking eyes as the coarse hair on its thorax brushed against her nipples.

The giant spider screeched again as the smaller ones moved back from her pussy, and pressed the tip of its fleshy member against the little girl's hairless slit. Billy moaned into the gag, unable to do anything to stop it from forcing itself on her. She tried to brace herself for what she knew was coming as the huge arachnid jammed its member deep inside her pussy with one savage thrust.

Billy screamed, her back arching as it penetrated her young body. She felt an explosion of warmth from the mark on her belly as the spider stretched her out impossibly wide to accommodate its huge girth. Billy shuddered, tears streaming down her cheeks as the fleshy member began pumping in and out of her gaping cunny, her belly bulging out each time it stuffed itself deep inside her. The arachnid rhythmically raped her tiny body with its enormous member, thrusting with powerful, consistent jerks.

Billy looked down in terror to see her belly swelling out impossibly big with each thrust. The pain was horrible, and she felt like she was going to be torn in half, popped like a zit. Yet no matter how deep the creature forced itself inside her, she did not tear, she did not break. She shuddered, tossing her head from side to side as a sick warm feeling began making her feel good. She didn't want this - she didn't like this, she was NOT enjoying this..! The spider's hot breath on her forehead distracted her from her denials, and Billy moaned into the gag on the next intense thrust. The spider, sending a change in its prey's behavior, lessened the downward pressure on her shoulders.

The dog-sized spider wrapped around the young girl's chest suddenly moved up. It climbed up into Billy's head and wrapped its legs around to hold on. All she could see was its hairy belly as a now all-too-familiar limb uncurled from underneath its abdomen, the fleshy tip expanding. The medium sized arachnid pressed its member against Billy's lips. She shook her head, trying to get it to fall off, but the thing merely moved with her head as it hung on tight. The fleshy tip pressed against the gag and pierced forward, forcing its way inside the little girl's mouth.

Billy gagged as the taste of spider penis filled her mouth, clearing the cobwebs away as it began thrusting down her throat. The giant spider screeched again as the smaller one began face-fucking its victim, its large hairy penis slamming against Billy's cervix as it ballooned her poor belly.

Billy closed her eyes, wanting this to be over. It was a dream. It was just a dream... this couldn't possibly be happening... She told herself that over and over again as warm spider meat roughly fucked her 7 year old pussy and slid down her throat. This lasted until she felt the webs at her back peeling away, and another firm set of legs wrapped around her from behind. The third spider wrapped legs larger than the one fucking her mouth around her chest as it pressed its own member against her puckering anus. Billy moaned into the member in her mouth as it thrust up into her butt, adding a third spidery cock to enjoying the poor little girl's insides.

The spiders slammed their fleshy members inside the little girl's orifices, thick slime oozing out as they thrust to lube their way in deep to her insides. Billy groaned, and squeezed her eyes shut, wanting it to be over even as she felt that warm feeling flooding her immature mind once again. She came on the giant spider dick as it rammed forward, her little hips twitching and bucking as the enormous cock helped itself to her deepest parts.

The spider cock in her mouth came first, flooding her mouth with a mix of slime and small eggs that Billy was forced to swallow. It pulled its cock out of her mouth and she coughed and sputtered, slime dribbling down her chin as it climbed back down to look at her with its bright red eyes. She barely had time to think as she finished riding out her orgasm when the spider with its dick shoved up her ass let out a thin whine and began vibrating. It pulled out and shoved in extra deep one final time before flooding Billy's anus with slimy cum. She felt several much larger objects slipping out inside her rectum as it finished inside her, and shuddered as she realized it had just laid eggs up her butt.

"N-Nooo..." she whined, coughing weakly. The giant spider looming over her began to vibrate and screech. It slammed its monstrous fleshy rod deep inside Billy's little womb and exploded, flooding her with sticky spider slime. She groaned and tossed her head from side to side as she felt large eggs being deposited in her belly as the thing strained to push even deeper into her tummy. It jerked its rod from her poor pussy, letting a flood of slimy cum ooze out of her gaping pussy. The eggs however stayed inside the little girl, deposited deep in her now bulging tummy. Billy winced at the feeling of having many large objects rubbing against her deepest inner walls. What now..?

The giant spider climbed off her, getting down low in front of the girl as it watched her. The spider inside her ass did not move, its member still throbbing inside her rectum. The giant spider screeched again, and the spider on her chest moved. It leaned in and bit her neck again, and Billy felt another wave of warmth flood her exhausted body. She felt herself getting dizzy as her eyelids grew heavy. Billy's eyes fluttered closed as the spider behind her jerked its fleshy member out of her butt. Darkness wrapped around her as she blacked out...

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Billy's eyes fluttered open as light hit her face. She lay flat on her back on the floor, with the dog-sized spider crouched at her feet. Her belly was a mound that blocked her vision. She tried sitting up, but couldn't move. She felt something moving around inside her belly and shuddered. The dog-sized spider stirred, coming over to grab her legs and pull them apart. Suddenly her abdominal muscles wrenched, and Billy heaved with a wave of pain. A large bright white orb popped out of her pussy as a smaller one was shoved out of her anus. Her body forced her to repeat this process over and over again as she laid her brood of spider eggs.

The little girl's belly slowly shrunk as the egg pile between her legs grew larger. At last, she had forced all the eggs out of her body, and she went limp once again. The dog-sized spider walked over to her head and looked down at her. Billy gazed back up at it with unfocused eyes. The spider leaned in and bit her neck one more time, flooding her with heat as she blacked out again.

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The next time Billy woke up, she was laying flat on her stomach. She thrust and arm out at her side, and tried to heave herself up. Her muscles felt weak and her limbs were like overcooked noodles, and it was very difficult. Struggling, the 7 year old finally managed to get herself propped up in a seated position. Her pussy and ass still throbbed, and as she blinked sleepily she saw a pile of white eggs suspended in web in the corner of the room with the wooden box. Billy's heart raced as she saw the doorway with the stairs. She struggled to her feet and tried to run towards it, but her muscles were like thigh molasses and she could only stumble forward one step at a time.

Spiders watched all around her as she stumbled forward, but they did not move to stop her. As she glanced up overhead, she saw the huge spider also watching her as she moved towards the only way out. When she was only a few paces from the doorway, she heard scurrying behind her. The dog-sized spider who had been tending to her birthing leaped onto her back from behind, jarring her forward and almost making her fall. Billy gasped as it shoved its fleshy member up her ass and wrapped its legs around her waist and chest. She shuddered, then realized it wasn't even thrusting. She turned to look at the thing's head below her left armpit. The spider stared up at her with its bright red unblinking eyes and vibrated briefly three times.

She looked back at the room, and saw that none of the other spiders had moved during this exchange. With a wince, she tried taking another step towards the door. They did not move, but neither did the one wrapped around her let go. She walked the last few steps towards the doorway with the medium sized spider still clinging to her. It felt weird to walk with its penis shoved up her ass, but she just wanted to leave. "Y-You want to come with me..?" she asked the spider wrapped around her waist. It vibrated twice. Billy winced and put her hands against the door frame. If she tried to get it to let go of her, what if the other spiders came at her? She decided to let it cling to her for now and focus on getting the hell out of here. "F-Fine..." she mumbled, taking the first step through the door and up the stairs.

Billy climbed in silence for several long minutes, grimacing at each step as the spider's rod shoved up her ass shifted inside her each time she raised a leg to take the next step. As the stairs spiraled upwards, Billy gasped with relief as she finally came to a door. Gripping the wrought iron ring with both hands, she tugged and it swung open. Billy blinked in confusion as she stepped though and felt cloth brushing against her cheek. Reaching up, she found a familiar looking dress. "H-Hey, this is my sundress... And this one... and..!" she looked ahead and saw the outline of a door. Kicking out, Billy opened it and stumbled out into her closet.

She blinked, gasped, and opened the door into her bedroom with the spider still clinging to her. "Mommy!" she cried out as she turned to race towards the door. Billy took two steps before she felt the spider bite her arm. Looking down in shock at it, she felt that familiar warmth flooding over her once again. "N-Nooo!!" she moaned, staggering down on one knee. "M-Momm..yyy..." Billy's vision blurred as she slumped to the floor, darkness wrapping around her once again.

...

Gasping, Billy thrashed, feeling the spider webs wrapping around her again! She cried out as she felt pain seared through her side. Throwing the blankets off her, she staggered to her feet and looked around wildly. She was in her bedroom, wearing the pink sundress from her wardrobe. She held up her arms, which were clean of any cobwebs or spider slime. Lifting the hem of her dress, she pulled her panties back and examined her pussy. It looked normal, tight and small, not even reddened. Gaping, she let her dress back down and ran into her closet. Tossing the wardrobe open, Billy climbed inside and kicked at the back panel. It did not budge.

"Billy?" a voice from behind her said, making her jump and bang her head on the roof of the wardrobe. "Oww!" she cried out as hands helped her out. Peter looked down at her, shaking his head. "Why do I keep finding you in there?" he wanted to know. "Mom said she heard you calling and to come check on you. Did you get stuck in there or something?" Billy gaped at her brother, who gazed down at her with a smirk and pressed his hand against her bottom. Billy felt her breath catch as her brother rubbed and squeezed her rump through her dress before grabbing the back and pulling it up. He slid his hand down the back of her panties and squeezed her butt.

"P-Peter..." she gasped, looking down. "Tell me to stop and I will..." he leered. Billy opened her mouth, then closed it again as her brother slid his middle finger in between her butt crack and ran it down until it bumped her slit. She gasped, "Hahh..." Peter leaned in, whispering in her ear. "Y-You like that?" His breath sounded ragged. He pressed her slit again before withdrawing his hand from her panties.

Turning her around, he put his hands on her shoulders. "Kneel down..." he commanded. Billy blinked up at him, then got to her knees. Why was she letting him order her around like this... Peter pulled his pants down, letting his penis flop out. "Open your mouth..." he breathed, poking his dick into his little sister's chin. "And pull your dress up." Billy reached down and lifted the hem of her dress up above her navel. Peter gazed at her belly and plain white panties as her sister obediently opened her mouth and let him shove his penis inside.

"Good... girl.." he panted as he began thrusting, brushing hair out of his 7 year old sister's face. "Your mouth feels so warm..." he grunted as he thrust in deeper. Billy closed her eyes and sucked obediently, the birdcage mark on her belly flashing brightly where neither of them could see. "Mmm... I wanna see your pussy, p-pull your panties down, sissy..." Peter grunted. Billy obediently grabbed her panties and pulled them down for him, showing him her smooth kiddie slit.

"Yeah... that's good..!" he groaned, slamming his boy meat into Billy's mouth faster. The girl sucked on his shaft gently as he thrust, and Peter gasped. He came inside his sister's mouth, shooting strings of cum inside. Billy slurped gently, her hand going down to rub at her slit as her brother came inside her mouth. "Ahh... Awesome job Billy.~" Peter moaned as she pulled his dick from her mouth. Billy swallowed the mess and looked up at him, her eyes wide. Peter reached down and stood his baby sister up on her feet, pulling her panties back up. "Remember, this is OUR game. Don't tell ANYONE, or else!" Billy nodded, hiding her head behind her bangs.

When the silence stretched on too long, he cleared his throat. "A-Anyways, you did a really good job. So um.. H-Hey, you wanna go play in the yard? I finally found my baseball and gloves."

Billy blinked, then nodded. "S-Sure, that sounds like fun." Peter ruffled her hair. "Cool, c'mon then!~" he pulled her out of the closet, holding her by the hand as he led her towards the door. "Was it really just another dream..?" she mumbled as her big brother towed her along. "What was that?" he asked, not turning back. "U-Um, nothing..." she said, shaking her head. Billy's eyes gazed around the room as they approached the door, then froze on the shelf by the window. On the lowest shelf, with the afternoon light reflecting off its rough surface, was the bronze key.

"Come on!" Peter tugged harder on her arm, staggering Billy out of the room and tearing her gaze away from the key. "I haven't gotten to play a good game of catch all week!"

Chapter 7: Into the Garden

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