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A Sticky Lesson

A story by: Spiderweber and Solidzesnake

Ms. Tracy sat at her desk, waiting for her class to end. It was the final one of the day, and she was ready to just go home and relax. Unfortunately, she still had some papers to grade before leaving.
She glanced up from her desk to the sight of most of the boys looking at her before quickly turning away as if they were innocently staring around the room.
Ms. Tracy didn't wear the usual teacher's attire her one piece dress hugged her curvatious body like a glove, showing off her round buttocks and plump breasts, but such a thin waist.
Ms. Tracy giggled slightly, "Ok, that's enough you two," she began as she went back to grading their papers.
The boys in the room laughed under their breath, Ms. Tracy was almost young enough to be their baby sitter when they were younger. The teacher nervously looked at the clock. Only 10 minutes to go…
Ms. Tracey straightened her glasses and brushed back her short brown hair. She stood up, and pulling out her pointer. With the agility of a gazelle she spun around on her high heels to reveal her bare back to the students.
The boys in the class stared intently, looking up and down her defined figure, all the way to her butt cleavage, that started near the bottom. The boy's eyes went wide. This was like a dream for them.
"Ok class. Before you leave, remember to take down the assignment for Monday," She tapped the pointer on the chalkboard, pointing out the weekend's assignment.
The boys' drool collected on their desks. They couldn't help but stare at their sexy young teacher.
Ms. Tracy sighed and sat down in her chair again as the school bell rang. The students pilled out of the room, leaving the teacher to finish grading their homework.
The last of the boys reluctantly left the classroom, leaving behind the sexy young teacher to grade their papers. Ms. Tracy looked through the papers, checking and Xing out wrong answers.
"Oh boy... All I want to do is go home," She said. She sighed as she looked over at her stack of essays piled up on her desk, "But... it looks like I'm going to be here a while."
She sighed. The X's appeared on the paperwork like a love sick teen's love letter, "How can all the boys be so stupid?" She grumbled to herself as she rubbed her forehead.
She flipped through her papers, until her eyes fell on one of the boys' papers. "A study of spiders" By Tom Williams. Ms. Tracy knew the boy well, and unlike a lot of them, he was rather skilled in her class. She picked up the paper, and began to read, running her finger down the page. A small smile began to form on her face as she read about the construction of webs, their purpose, and about a spider's feeding habits. Everything was perfect.
"Tom, I should have known," she said with a giggle and proceeded to mark the grade down as a solid "A". She stretched out and yawned a bit. "I think it is about time for a break" she said as she left the pile of papers and walked to teacher's lounge.
As Ms. Tracey left the room, she failed to notice the window still open. Earlier in the day one of her male students was saying something about it being very hot in the room (or perhaps it was just the teacher), so she opened the window, and allowed the cool fall air to blow through.
As the door closed, a spider, nearly the size of a dinner plate came crawling up the wall, and into the room. It moved away from the open window. It was cold from the sudden change in weather outside, and needed some place warm to set up its web. The room was a little cooler because of the outside air, but maintained a level of heat that was perfect for the spider. It began its construction of its web.
In the teacher's lounge, Ms. Tracey sat on the small couch provided, and sipped on her decaffeinated tea. She pulled out a book, and began to read, but the hectic day had worn her out, and she began to drift into a light sleep.
As the sleeping woman blissfully drifted into slumber, the spider in the room was busy. It attached several strands of its stickiest silk around a frame work. The sticky spirals stretched from the ceiling to the floor in a giant web that would appear as if it were spun by a spider 10 times her size. She had just eaten her mate and was full of energy.

Nearly an hour passed, as the spider continued her work on her web. With the last of the spirals completed, the spider retreated to under the teacher's desk, a strand of silk attached to her leg just in case something blundered into it. The spider rubbed its fangs as it silently waited in the dark.
Ms. Tracey heard a loud beeping noise, and sat up from the couch, nearly scared to death. She looked over to the lunch table and saw a calculator watch with its alarm blaring.
Ms. Tracey Sighed. "One of the math teachers left their watch again." She groaned as she grabbed the watch, and looked at the time. "Huh!?!?! It's nearly 4:30!"
She yawned and stood from the couch. Ms. Tracey stretched and decided it was time to head back to the classroom. She had no idea how much longer she would have to stay in the empty school to complete her work.
As she walked back to her classroom, the halls were silent. Most of the classrooms had been left dark, and the doors locked for the night. Her high heels clacked on the hard floor, but there was no one to hear them. She opened the door to her hallway, and that's when she saw it. Her mouth nearly dropped to the floor as she saw the giant spider web standing next to her desk.
"Wh... What in the world? I must be dreaming..." She pinched herself, and yelped in pain, but the web remained, "Is this some sort of joke?" She stepped closer to the web. Her students didn't know it, but the young science teacher had always been fascinated with spiders. But lately she had started to forget about them. She wasn't sure if it was her student's paper, or just the sight of the massive web, but something drew her in.
She looked around, but there was no sight of the web's builder. She reached out a hand, and plucked one of the tension lines. A small amount of the web stuck to her finger, but easily sprung back into place without sticking to her. The teacher took a step back, waiting for the spider to emerge, but nothing happened.
The spider focused on its new potential meal. She had trapped large prey enough to know not to make her presence known until the prey was surely secure. It slowly groomed itself, and its abdomen pulsed as a trail of sticky silk was produced by her spinnerets.
The teacher giggled as she placed her hand on the silk and plucked it like a guitar. The strands vibrated back and forth, held tight by the tension of the roof.
"Mmmmm... Such a beautiful web… But there's something missing..." She said, talking to herself. She giggled as she took a step forward, "I know... it's missing a sexy little moth trapped and helpless." She smiled, "He-he-he. Too bad Mr. Spider won't be around to wrap up this prey." She pushed into the web, sure that under her weight it would break down, and she could wrap herself in it and fulfill her fantasy.
She wiggled in the soft sticky webs, rolling herself in the sticky strands. A look of elation crept up on her face as she wiggled. The sticky strands coated her back and she felt the sticky goo dripping in between her finger tips.
"Wow, this web is strong," she giggled.
The spider continued to hide. It felt its prey rolling around in its web, and knew it was only a matter of time before it was completely entangled. Strangely, this prey felt different, its struggles weren't as hectic, and definitely weren't as jerky. The spider started to creep to the edge of the desk, almost to peer over at its helpless prey from behind the desk.
Ms. Tracey moaned as she continued to wiggle about, some of the threads snapping and wrapping around her, but for the most part, the web was stable, holding her in place, and entangling her.
Ms. Tracey snickered a bit, "Ok, I think that is enough, time for this moth to wrap things up," she said to herself as she started to tug at the web in an attempt to pull it down.
The spider crept up closer as it felt the prey's movements grow even stronger. The teacher playfully grunted in struggle.
With her weight she tried harder and harder to pull but something wasn't right and she felt her feet lifting off the ground.
"Hey! What's going on?" She said as she kicked her legs about, trying to throw herself free. Her legs hit the web, causing them to become entangled as she thrashed about. She grunted, and pulled at the web, pressing her breasts out, and pushing her bottom deeper into the web.
The spider sensed its prey final change of heart as it decided now was the time to make its presence known. Its long spindly legs came from under the teacher's desk as the teacher continued to squirm and struggle. All the while, the teacher was trapping herself it had been building enough sticky silk to make sure the teacher's fantasy would come true.
She grunted and squirmed a bit while she finally looked down at the plate-sized spider that had started to draw sticky silk from her spinnerets with its back legs.
"A nephila? But... those aren't even common in this area? Where did it come from?" She continued to struggle a bit as she looked down at the spider, "Hey! I'm too big to eat." She said as she wiggled about. The teacher couldn't help but almost like the feeling of being trapped, but the spider she thought had long disappeared was now showing itself, and it wasn't afraid of her.
The teacher's fear peaked as the spider began to make crawl on her struggling body leaving behind a thick strand of sticky silk. She felt the sticky goo stick to her bare back as the spider began to make its way around the struggling teacher.
The teacher continued to struggle as she felt the silk wrap across her back. A shiver ran up her spine as she thrashed about.
"No! Stop! This moth isn't for cocooning! It's a mistake!" She said as she tried to pull away.
The spider paid no attention, as it's silk wrapped once around her, layering her dress and back with a shimmering layer of sticky silk.
Ms. Tracey continued to struggle as she felt the silk wrap across her back. A shiver ran up her spine as she thrashed about.
"No! Stop! This moth isn't for cocooning! It's a mistake!" She said as she tried to pull away.
The spider paid no attention, as it's silk wrapped once around her, layering her dress and back with a shimmering layer of sticky silk.
She cried out for help but she knew that no one would hear her.
The spider crawled down to her feet and started to attach its sticky silk to the insides of her feet.
As tried to kick the spider away but only served to launch her silken shoes away. She screamed as she felt the course hairs of the arachnid gluing her feet together.
"Ahhhhh!!! This is my fantasy, but I never expected it to come true!" She groaned and whimpered as she thrashed around in the web. The spider pulled at her feet, binding them tightly together.
Ms. Tracy pulled at her legs, trying to break what should have been a flimsy material, but the amount of silk being swathed over her feet would not break. She whimpered and tried to raise her legs but felt the resistance of the sticky silk.
The spider content with her feet stuck together moved up to her calf and began the process of combing her new silken socks to the cocoon forming around her calves.
Ms. Tracy closed her eyes and squirmed.
The spider's course hairs tickled the side of her foot as it laid down another strong, sticky layer of silk. The tickle from the spider's legs caused her to let out a small laugh.
"Hahaha! No! Stop!" She thrashed about, bending at the knees, and trying to throw the spider across the room. She knew what would happen if she were fully cocooned. She tried to look about for anything to help her escape. Sitting on her desk was her pointer. She reached out for it, but it was just out of her grasp.
She grunted and squirmed, desperately trying to get to her only means of salvation. She stretched her arm as far as she could and finally managed to get her index finger on it when she felt a small prick on the side of her leg.
"Owwww!!! She pulled back as she looked down at her leg.
The spider, sat there, its fangs now exposed, and small beads of venom on the tips.
Ms. Stacy's leg became numb around the bite. It wasn't enough to paralyze her as if she was a bug, but it was painful, and tingly. She tried to wiggle her leg to get feeling back into it, but the venom was doing its job.
She knew time was ticking against her. Spider's only bite their prey to inject them with digestive acid or.... venom! She cried out as she commanded her legs and feet to move but grew angry when her limbs failed to cooperate.
The spider continued to crawl around thighs, wrapping another thick coating of silk over them. She felt a bit lethargic but she knew the moment she stopped struggling the easier the creature would wrap her in the cocoon.
Ms. Tracy looked down at her legs. They were almost completely coated in soft, white silk. Even if she were to get off the web, she could only pray that the spider would not chase her. She continued to kick as much as she could as her legs grew number.
The spider wrapped around the bottom of her dress, sealing in the last of her skin on her legs.
"No! Stop this!"
The spider began to run along her firm butt, over lapping the silk from the previous run through.
Ms. Tracy could no longer feel her toes as the venom left them completely numb and the tight wrapping of its sticky cocoon continued to push against her skin. She tried to pull away but felt the resistance of the web far too great.
Her round butt slowly became coated in white, silhouetted in the soft sticky wrapping silk. She continued to wiggle about, but her legs only twitched, and slowly wiggled, despite her best efforts.
"Let me go!" She cried out to the spider. She felt a leg slip down her back slightly, slipping into her butt's cleavage. She let out a yelp of embarrassment, and shook about.
The spider placed a ribbon of silk to seal in her crack as Ms. Tracy felt the last bit of fresh air on body before the spider's large legs began to run across her again. The teacher was surprised when she felt the room slightly spin around her. She looked up to see her shoulders connected by a silk of the web.
The spider was small but her body was entrapped by the silk it managed to turn her slightly. It slowly spun the helpless girl in the web.
Ms. Tracey continued to wiggle about, and flail her arms, but it didn't do anything to help.
The spider, pulled a wide sheet of silk, and placed it to her forearm. With a large tug it slowly reeled in her arm like a fish on the line, pulling it close to her sides.
Ms. Tracey pulled back as hard as she could. If her arms touched her sides, it would be all over.
The spider's firm grip of the woman was strong.
She grit her teeth and pushed as hard as she could but the spider's weaving tightened with each turn like an anaconda squeezing its prey from every breath. She cried as she felt her elbow placed against her back as the spider continued to spin her around. She had seen her desk about a hundred times before she looked down to see the arachnid making the tight cocoon up to the bottom of her breasts.
Ms. Tracy wiggled about. With her arms pinned down, wrapped under layers of silk, it was all she could do.
"Ugggghhhh!!! I can't... get free!" She shouted out. Her body writhed and wiggled as she looked down at her breasts.
The spider was making its first pass.
She rocked back and forth, trying to swing her way free, but it was impossible.
She blushed slightly as she felt the spider's sticky, silk pressing against her proud, large breasts.
The spider's legs ran alongside her generous curves as it added its special silk bra to cocoon.
Ms. Tracy shook her body and moved her shoulders back and forth as the spider covered her breasts and secured the rest of her arms to her side.
Ms. Tracy whimpered. She looked down at herself to see a sexy silhouette, writhing within the confines of a silk prison. Her body was now almost completely immobile, only bending at the major joints. Her shoulders up to her head was all the remained.
"Please... Stop..." She said to the spider. Her face was red with blush. This was exactly what she had wanted, but it was such a surprise to her that it frightened her slightly.
The spider began to crawl up and around her shoulders.
Her dress continued to disappear under the silken veil. She craned her neck as she felt the spider's wet, sticky silk layering across her windpipe and up to her chin. She let out a scream as she felt the spider stop for a moment and rub its spinnerets across her lips sealing them in with a few swipes.
"Mmmmmph!!!" Ms. Tracey screamed out as best she could, but her mouth had been sealed. She was trapped, helpless to the spider. She was going to be this spider's meal. Ms. Tracey wiggled about as she watched the spider near her face.
"MMMPPHHH" Ms. Tracy cried out again feeling more and more lethargic as her strength was begging to waiver as the spider's venom and spread to nearly every part of her body.
Her eyes began to droop as she continued to feel the spider's wrapping get tighter and tighter until only a form fitting cocoon was around her. She closed her eyes and blinked. Each blink made it harder and harder for her to open her eyes. Her vision glazed over as the spider laid more silk across her face and over her eyes.
The spider finally made it to the top of her head, sealing the girl's fate, as well as her cocoon. The spider backed away, and watched as its catch made small, futile struggles in her cocoon. It felt another presence in its web. The window had been open for so long the spider had hundreds of flies and moths buzzing about in its web. The teacher closed her eyes and fell into a lethargic sleep as the darkness in the cocoon took over. The spider went to work to secure its more normal prey as the night brought about moths and drew them into its sticky trap.
Ms. Tracey moaned as her vision clouded. Her head finally drooped, and the venom took hold, numbing her body, and sending her to sleep. She was exhausted from the struggles, and she wasn't going anywhere soon.
The next 48 hours seemed to drift by like a dream. Occasionally she wake up to her cocoon and almost forget what happened until the spider would crawl next to her cocooning yet another helpless moth of fly for it to feast upon. She secretly wished the spider would inject its stomach acid into her, dissolving her flesh and sucking her dry. The idea made her blush a bit as the mixed emotions of erotic pleasure almost outweighed her fear of her ultimate fate.
On the third day the sun began to peek over the horizon, shining into the classroom, and across the helpless teacher's cocooned body.
Her shape was still as sexy as it had been the day of her capture. It was Monday, though Ms. Tracey had lost complete track of time.
The spider had been quite busy. All around the sexy cocoon were many squirming cocooned insects and leftovers from the weekend's feast. It poked the young woman to make sure she was still numb from her pervious bite.
The struggling teacher let out a weak whimper as the course legs of her captor rubbed against her skin. She shook and cried out as she heard the sound of people at long last.
The sound of the door handle to the classroom jiggling was a welcome sound to the woman. She was finally going to be rescued, but what would the students think? Seeing her all wrapped up in this spider's web. She tried to wiggle about again, but the venom was still affecting her.
Tom opened the door and looked at the cocoon. He smiled for a moment and heard the weak mumbling of his favorite teacher.
The spider had crawled over her coating the shivering cocoon with one final layer of sticky wrapping silk before he reached for the aquarium and attempted to capture the spider.
Tom picked up the glass case, and held it out to the web. With a swift movement, he flipped the spider from the web and into the glass box. The spider scurried around a bit, but like the teacher still bound to the web, it was trapped.
"Mmmmmm!!!" Ms. Tracey cheered. She hadn't yet seen the evil smirk now growing across her student's face.
With the spider secure as the class new pet, Tom's gently ripped the silk veil off of his weak teacher's face. She let out a mumble of joy as Tom looked around and leaned in closer. The student began to cut the spare strands of web from her body and gently placed her on the ground.
"Ms. Tracey... How did you get caught in this web?" Tom asked as he pulled his teacher toward the closet. "That was a web builder, so you obviously had to run into the web... but it was on the other side of the classroom. I wonder how you could've missed the web," His smile grew wider as he slid her into the closet. None of the other students had arrived yet, leaving Tom and Ms. Tracey alone in the classroom.
Ms. Tracey struggled and squirmed as Tom grinned. All of a sudden she wasn't so sure the fate she traded for in the web was any better off than her current one…
The end…

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A Sticky Lesson

A story by: Spiderweber and Solidzesnake

Ms. Tracy sat at her desk, waiting for her class to end. It was the final one of the day, and she was ready to just go home and relax. Unfortunately, she still had some papers to grade before leaving.
She glanced up from her desk to the sight of most of the boys looking at her before quickly turning away as if they were innocently staring around the room.
Ms. Tracy didn't wear the usual teacher's attire her one piece dress hugged her curvatious body like a glove, showing off her round buttocks and plump breasts, but such a thin waist.
Ms. Tracy giggled slightly, "Ok, that's enough you two," she began as she went back to grading their papers.
The boys in the room laughed under their breath, Ms. Tracy was almost young enough to be their baby sitter when they were younger. The teacher nervously looked at the clock. Only 10 minutes to go…
Ms. Tracey straightened her glasses and brushed back her short brown hair. She stood up, and pulling out her pointer. With the agility of a gazelle she spun around on her high heels to reveal her bare back to the students.
The boys in the class stared intently, looking up and down her defined figure, all the way to her butt cleavage, that started near the bottom. The boy's eyes went wide. This was like a dream for them.
"Ok class. Before you leave, remember to take down the assignment for Monday," She tapped the pointer on the chalkboard, pointing out the weekend's assignment.
The boys' drool collected on their desks. They couldn't help but stare at their sexy young teacher.
Ms. Tracy sighed and sat down in her chair again as the school bell rang. The students pilled out of the room, leaving the teacher to finish grading their homework.
The last of the boys reluctantly left the classroom, leaving behind the sexy young teacher to grade their papers. Ms. Tracy looked through the papers, checking and Xing out wrong answers.
"Oh boy... All I want to do is go home," She said. She sighed as she looked over at her stack of essays piled up on her desk, "But... it looks like I'm going to be here a while."
She sighed. The X's appeared on the paperwork like a love sick teen's love letter, "How can all the boys be so stupid?" She grumbled to herself as she rubbed her forehead.
She flipped through her papers, until her eyes fell on one of the boys' papers. "A study of spiders" By Tom Williams. Ms. Tracy knew the boy well, and unlike a lot of them, he was rather skilled in her class. She picked up the paper, and began to read, running her finger down the page. A small smile began to form on her face as she read about the construction of webs, their purpose, and about a spider's feeding habits. Everything was perfect.
"Tom, I should have known," she said with a giggle and proceeded to mark the grade down as a solid "A". She stretched out and yawned a bit. "I think it is about time for a break" she said as she left the pile of papers and walked to teacher's lounge.
As Ms. Tracey left the room, she failed to notice the window still open. Earlier in the day one of her male students was saying something about it being very hot in the room (or perhaps it was just the teacher), so she opened the window, and allowed the cool fall air to blow through.
As the door closed, a spider, nearly the size of a dinner plate came crawling up the wall, and into the room. It moved away from the open window. It was cold from the sudden change in weather outside, and needed some place warm to set up its web. The room was a little cooler because of the outside air, but maintained a level of heat that was perfect for the spider. It began its construction of its web.
In the teacher's lounge, Ms. Tracey sat on the small couch provided, and sipped on her decaffeinated tea. She pulled out a book, and began to read, but the hectic day had worn her out, and she began to drift into a light sleep.
As the sleeping woman blissfully drifted into slumber, the spider in the room was busy. It attached several strands of its stickiest silk around a frame work. The sticky spirals stretched from the ceiling to the floor in a giant web that would appear as if it were spun by a spider 10 times her size. She had just eaten her mate and was full of energy.

Nearly an hour passed, as the spider continued her work on her web. With the last of the spirals completed, the spider retreated to under the teacher's desk, a strand of silk attached to her leg just in case something blundered into it. The spider rubbed its fangs as it silently waited in the dark.
Ms. Tracey heard a loud beeping noise, and sat up from the couch, nearly scared to death. She looked over to the lunch table and saw a calculator watch with its alarm blaring.
Ms. Tracey Sighed. "One of the math teachers left their watch again." She groaned as she grabbed the watch, and looked at the time. "Huh!?!?! It's nearly 4:30!"
She yawned and stood from the couch. Ms. Tracey stretched and decided it was time to head back to the classroom. She had no idea how much longer she would have to stay in the empty school to complete her work.
As she walked back to her classroom, the halls were silent. Most of the classrooms had been left dark, and the doors locked for the night. Her high heels clacked on the hard floor, but there was no one to hear them. She opened the door to her hallway, and that's when she saw it. Her mouth nearly dropped to the floor as she saw the giant spider web standing next to her desk.
"Wh... What in the world? I must be dreaming..." She pinched herself, and yelped in pain, but the web remained, "Is this some sort of joke?" She stepped closer to the web. Her students didn't know it, but the young science teacher had always been fascinated with spiders. But lately she had started to forget about them. She wasn't sure if it was her student's paper, or just the sight of the massive web, but something drew her in.
She looked around, but there was no sight of the web's builder. She reached out a hand, and plucked one of the tension lines. A small amount of the web stuck to her finger, but easily sprung back into place without sticking to her. The teacher took a step back, waiting for the spider to emerge, but nothing happened.
The spider focused on its new potential meal. She had trapped large prey enough to know not to make her presence known until the prey was surely secure. It slowly groomed itself, and its abdomen pulsed as a trail of sticky silk was produced by her spinnerets.
The teacher giggled as she placed her hand on the silk and plucked it like a guitar. The strands vibrated back and forth, held tight by the tension of the roof.
"Mmmmm... Such a beautiful web… But there's something missing..." She said, talking to herself. She giggled as she took a step forward, "I know... it's missing a sexy little moth trapped and helpless." She smiled, "He-he-he. Too bad Mr. Spider won't be around to wrap up this prey." She pushed into the web, sure that under her weight it would break down, and she could wrap herself in it and fulfill her fantasy.
She wiggled in the soft sticky webs, rolling herself in the sticky strands. A look of elation crept up on her face as she wiggled. The sticky strands coated her back and she felt the sticky goo dripping in between her finger tips.
"Wow, this web is strong," she giggled.
The spider continued to hide. It felt its prey rolling around in its web, and knew it was only a matter of time before it was completely entangled. Strangely, this prey felt different, its struggles weren't as hectic, and definitely weren't as jerky. The spider started to creep to the edge of the desk, almost to peer over at its helpless prey from behind the desk.
Ms. Tracey moaned as she continued to wiggle about, some of the threads snapping and wrapping around her, but for the most part, the web was stable, holding her in place, and entangling her.
Ms. Tracey snickered a bit, "Ok, I think that is enough, time for this moth to wrap things up," she said to herself as she started to tug at the web in an attempt to pull it down.
The spider crept up closer as it felt the prey's movements grow even stronger. The teacher playfully grunted in struggle.
With her weight she tried harder and harder to pull but something wasn't right and she felt her feet lifting off the ground.
"Hey! What's going on?" She said as she kicked her legs about, trying to throw herself free. Her legs hit the web, causing them to become entangled as she thrashed about. She grunted, and pulled at the web, pressing her breasts out, and pushing her bottom deeper into the web.
The spider sensed its prey final change of heart as it decided now was the time to make its presence known. Its long spindly legs came from under the teacher's desk as the teacher continued to squirm and struggle. All the while, the teacher was trapping herself it had been building enough sticky silk to make sure the teacher's fantasy would come true.
She grunted and squirmed a bit while she finally looked down at the plate-sized spider that had started to draw sticky silk from her spinnerets with its back legs.
"A nephila? But... those aren't even common in this area? Where did it come from?" She continued to struggle a bit as she looked down at the spider, "Hey! I'm too big to eat." She said as she wiggled about. The teacher couldn't help but almost like the feeling of being trapped, but the spider she thought had long disappeared was now showing itself, and it wasn't afraid of her.
The teacher's fear peaked as the spider began to make crawl on her struggling body leaving behind a thick strand of sticky silk. She felt the sticky goo stick to her bare back as the spider began to make its way around the struggling teacher.
The teacher continued to struggle as she felt the silk wrap across her back. A shiver ran up her spine as she thrashed about.
"No! Stop! This moth isn't for cocooning! It's a mistake!" She said as she tried to pull away.
The spider paid no attention, as it's silk wrapped once around her, layering her dress and back with a shimmering layer of sticky silk.
Ms. Tracey continued to struggle as she felt the silk wrap across her back. A shiver ran up her spine as she thrashed about.
"No! Stop! This moth isn't for cocooning! It's a mistake!" She said as she tried to pull away.
The spider paid no attention, as it's silk wrapped once around her, layering her dress and back with a shimmering layer of sticky silk.
She cried out for help but she knew that no one would hear her.
The spider crawled down to her feet and started to attach its sticky silk to the insides of her feet.
As tried to kick the spider away but only served to launch her silken shoes away. She screamed as she felt the course hairs of the arachnid gluing her feet together.
"Ahhhhh!!! This is my fantasy, but I never expected it to come true!" She groaned and whimpered as she thrashed around in the web. The spider pulled at her feet, binding them tightly together.
Ms. Tracy pulled at her legs, trying to break what should have been a flimsy material, but the amount of silk being swathed over her feet would not break. She whimpered and tried to raise her legs but felt the resistance of the sticky silk.
The spider content with her feet stuck together moved up to her calf and began the process of combing her new silken socks to the cocoon forming around her calves.
Ms. Tracy closed her eyes and squirmed.
The spider's course hairs tickled the side of her foot as it laid down another strong, sticky layer of silk. The tickle from the spider's legs caused her to let out a small laugh.
"Hahaha! No! Stop!" She thrashed about, bending at the knees, and trying to throw the spider across the room. She knew what would happen if she were fully cocooned. She tried to look about for anything to help her escape. Sitting on her desk was her pointer. She reached out for it, but it was just out of her grasp.
She grunted and squirmed, desperately trying to get to her only means of salvation. She stretched her arm as far as she could and finally managed to get her index finger on it when she felt a small prick on the side of her leg.
"Owwww!!! She pulled back as she looked down at her leg.
The spider, sat there, its fangs now exposed, and small beads of venom on the tips.
Ms. Stacy's leg became numb around the bite. It wasn't enough to paralyze her as if she was a bug, but it was painful, and tingly. She tried to wiggle her leg to get feeling back into it, but the venom was doing its job.
She knew time was ticking against her. Spider's only bite their prey to inject them with digestive acid or.... venom! She cried out as she commanded her legs and feet to move but grew angry when her limbs failed to cooperate.
The spider continued to crawl around thighs, wrapping another thick coating of silk over them. She felt a bit lethargic but she knew the moment she stopped struggling the easier the creature would wrap her in the cocoon.
Ms. Tracy looked down at her legs. They were almost completely coated in soft, white silk. Even if she were to get off the web, she could only pray that the spider would not chase her. She continued to kick as much as she could as her legs grew number.
The spider wrapped around the bottom of her dress, sealing in the last of her skin on her legs.
"No! Stop this!"
The spider began to run along her firm butt, over lapping the silk from the previous run through.
Ms. Tracy could no longer feel her toes as the venom left them completely numb and the tight wrapping of its sticky cocoon continued to push against her skin. She tried to pull away but felt the resistance of the web far too great.
Her round butt slowly became coated in white, silhouetted in the soft sticky wrapping silk. She continued to wiggle about, but her legs only twitched, and slowly wiggled, despite her best efforts.
"Let me go!" She cried out to the spider. She felt a leg slip down her back slightly, slipping into her butt's cleavage. She let out a yelp of embarrassment, and shook about.
The spider placed a ribbon of silk to seal in her crack as Ms. Tracy felt the last bit of fresh air on body before the spider's large legs began to run across her again. The teacher was surprised when she felt the room slightly spin around her. She looked up to see her shoulders connected by a silk of the web.
The spider was small but her body was entrapped by the silk it managed to turn her slightly. It slowly spun the helpless girl in the web.
Ms. Tracey continued to wiggle about, and flail her arms, but it didn't do anything to help.
The spider, pulled a wide sheet of silk, and placed it to her forearm. With a large tug it slowly reeled in her arm like a fish on the line, pulling it close to her sides.
Ms. Tracey pulled back as hard as she could. If her arms touched her sides, it would be all over.
The spider's firm grip of the woman was strong.
She grit her teeth and pushed as hard as she could but the spider's weaving tightened with each turn like an anaconda squeezing its prey from every breath. She cried as she felt her elbow placed against her back as the spider continued to spin her around. She had seen her desk about a hundred times before she looked down to see the arachnid making the tight cocoon up to the bottom of her breasts.
Ms. Tracy wiggled about. With her arms pinned down, wrapped under layers of silk, it was all she could do.
"Ugggghhhh!!! I can't... get free!" She shouted out. Her body writhed and wiggled as she looked down at her breasts.
The spider was making its first pass.
She rocked back and forth, trying to swing her way free, but it was impossible.
She blushed slightly as she felt the spider's sticky, silk pressing against her proud, large breasts.
The spider's legs ran alongside her generous curves as it added its special silk bra to cocoon.
Ms. Tracy shook her body and moved her shoulders back and forth as the spider covered her breasts and secured the rest of her arms to her side.
Ms. Tracy whimpered. She looked down at herself to see a sexy silhouette, writhing within the confines of a silk prison. Her body was now almost completely immobile, only bending at the major joints. Her shoulders up to her head was all the remained.
"Please... Stop..." She said to the spider. Her face was red with blush. This was exactly what she had wanted, but it was such a surprise to her that it frightened her slightly.
The spider began to crawl up and around her shoulders.
Her dress continued to disappear under the silken veil. She craned her neck as she felt the spider's wet, sticky silk layering across her windpipe and up to her chin. She let out a scream as she felt the spider stop for a moment and rub its spinnerets across her lips sealing them in with a few swipes.
"Mmmmmph!!!" Ms. Tracey screamed out as best she could, but her mouth had been sealed. She was trapped, helpless to the spider. She was going to be this spider's meal. Ms. Tracey wiggled about as she watched the spider near her face.
"MMMPPHHH" Ms. Tracy cried out again feeling more and more lethargic as her strength was begging to waiver as the spider's venom and spread to nearly every part of her body.
Her eyes began to droop as she continued to feel the spider's wrapping get tighter and tighter until only a form fitting cocoon was around her. She closed her eyes and blinked. Each blink made it harder and harder for her to open her eyes. Her vision glazed over as the spider laid more silk across her face and over her eyes.
The spider finally made it to the top of her head, sealing the girl's fate, as well as her cocoon. The spider backed away, and watched as its catch made small, futile struggles in her cocoon. It felt another presence in its web. The window had been open for so long the spider had hundreds of flies and moths buzzing about in its web. The teacher closed her eyes and fell into a lethargic sleep as the darkness in the cocoon took over. The spider went to work to secure its more normal prey as the night brought about moths and drew them into its sticky trap.
Ms. Tracey moaned as her vision clouded. Her head finally drooped, and the venom took hold, numbing her body, and sending her to sleep. She was exhausted from the struggles, and she wasn't going anywhere soon.
The next 48 hours seemed to drift by like a dream. Occasionally she wake up to her cocoon and almost forget what happened until the spider would crawl next to her cocooning yet another helpless moth of fly for it to feast upon. She secretly wished the spider would inject its stomach acid into her, dissolving her flesh and sucking her dry. The idea made her blush a bit as the mixed emotions of erotic pleasure almost outweighed her fear of her ultimate fate.
On the third day the sun began to peek over the horizon, shining into the classroom, and across the helpless teacher's cocooned body.
Her shape was still as sexy as it had been the day of her capture. It was Monday, though Ms. Tracey had lost complete track of time.
The spider had been quite busy. All around the sexy cocoon were many squirming cocooned insects and leftovers from the weekend's feast. It poked the young woman to make sure she was still numb from her pervious bite.
The struggling teacher let out a weak whimper as the course legs of her captor rubbed against her skin. She shook and cried out as she heard the sound of people at long last.
The sound of the door handle to the classroom jiggling was a welcome sound to the woman. She was finally going to be rescued, but what would the students think? Seeing her all wrapped up in this spider's web. She tried to wiggle about again, but the venom was still affecting her.
Tom opened the door and looked at the cocoon. He smiled for a moment and heard the weak mumbling of his favorite teacher.
The spider had crawled over her coating the shivering cocoon with one final layer of sticky wrapping silk before he reached for the aquarium and attempted to capture the spider.
Tom picked up the glass case, and held it out to the web. With a swift movement, he flipped the spider from the web and into the glass box. The spider scurried around a bit, but like the teacher still bound to the web, it was trapped.
"Mmmmmm!!!" Ms. Tracey cheered. She hadn't yet seen the evil smirk now growing across her student's face.
With the spider secure as the class new pet, Tom's gently ripped the silk veil off of his weak teacher's face. She let out a mumble of joy as Tom looked around and leaned in closer. The student began to cut the spare strands of web from her body and gently placed her on the ground.
"Ms. Tracey... How did you get caught in this web?" Tom asked as he pulled his teacher toward the closet. "That was a web builder, so you obviously had to run into the web... but it was on the other side of the classroom. I wonder how you could've missed the web," His smile grew wider as he slid her into the closet. None of the other students had arrived yet, leaving Tom and Ms. Tracey alone in the classroom.
Ms. Tracey struggled and squirmed as Tom grinned. All of a sudden she wasn't so sure the fate she traded for in the web was any better off than her current one…
The end…