Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

"Fine, but first you gotta tell when what have you down–share it with me, one queen to another," laying down on the crimson floor without a care in the world, the Arche stretched her arms to the side before letting out a yawn and resting her head on floor to listen to what Ophelia had to say.

At first, the queen\'s eyes darted side to side, she felt unsure about her own feelings, and yet letting them out sounded like an excellent idea. After all, what better way to calm your heart than to voice your worries and share the pain with another?

"My king\'s dead…" Looking up into the many eyes of Arche, Ophelia took a deep gulp as she added further. "What remains of my clan imprisoned, and the only other man I used to trust–executed. What am I supposed to feel? Happy that I was freed from a monster\'s grasp or devastated that my life has changed completely in a matter of a few days?"

For a spell, the queen of spiders said not a word, but then slowly rubbing Ophelia\'s head, she spoke softly in retaliation to her thoughts.

"You know Ophelia, I was born in that pit and fed to be a giant. I never knew what the outside of that pit looked like.

I knew no lover for my children were all born of dead bodies that I ate, and the only pleasure–if any that I knew was to watch the colony grow before my eyes," turning around to lay on her back, the spider queen looked at the red ceiling inside the stone and let her mind wander back to the years she spent just birthing her eggs in that cave.

"Despite that when Raven came and took me, I wasn\'t angry that my title was stripped or my colony destroyed, do you wanna know why?"

"Why?" She asked, curious as to how she couldn\'t be at least a little angry.

Turning around to face her once more, the queen of Arachne smiled and whispered.

"Because I\'m a queen, and my job is not to sit around in that cave dwindling on the past, but rather to find a man that can breed me an army that\'s the strongest in all of Atlaria," moving her nail on Ophelia\'s head, Arche playfully twiddled her head left to right. "So why are you sad that you found a man more competent than your last?

One with whom this very world could potentially be in your and your clan\'s grabs."

Moving her face closer to Ophelia, Arche leered into the centaurian\'s eyes. Staring at her for a moment while her mind still struggled to digest all that she had said, Arche chuckled to herself and said a few more words before letting go of the matter.

"I may eat him one day, but not before getting those potent seeds out of him, and while I won\'t suggest you do the same, you should still be thankful that you\'re with a better man who isn\'t just an all-around jackass…"

Flipping around on the other side, Arche turned her bare back to Ophelia right after. Trying to sleep, she left her in a state of doubt–questioning her stance on what she thought to be the role of a queen so far. Up until now, she thought it was to be by her king\'s side, aiding him in whatever way he might need, but with him gone she didn\'t know how exactly she was supposed to feel.

Especially since his killer was now her new man apparently.

\'He did put those bells down there…\' A blush took over her cheeks as she felt those bells pressing against her clit. Every time she moved, every step she took, they reminded her of whom she now belonged to. \'I think I just need more time.\'

However, when her mind still struggled to accept the changes, Ophelia decided to sleep through the night and worry about her role in Raven\'s group, once she was a tad bit more familiar with everyone.

Much like the turmoil in Ophelia\'s heart, there was another centaurian–Amelia who was struggling to find her place in the party. But to her, this journey wasn\'t going to be as long, after all, her death was awaiting her in a cell. Just a few days of travel and then everything would be over. She would be punished for her crimes and sentenced to eternal hells.

Even in her sleep, she couldn\'t escape such fear. Flailing restlessly in stolen dark armor, she was scratching at her chest while dreaming of a hundred rats tearing away her breasts. Digging deep and burrowing in her flesh, they moved under her skip with a visible bulge on the outside.

From her skin and flesh to her organs and every hole in her body–there was not a spot left where the rats wouldn\'t nibble.

"HHAAAA!!" Waking up in a jolt, she looked around rampantly before checking her heavy breasts.

Taking off the armor as quickly as she could, she even tore through her clothes to get a better look at her body. After a while as her heart settled, however, and she figured it was just a dream, Amelia heaved a sigh and began crying. Covering her mouth with her hands, she made sure nobody would hear, but her initial scream had already woken up Mino.

"Lemme help…" Placing a hand on the crying centaurian, Mino washed her body with warmth with her mana. And then pulled her in a hug, the once fierce queen rubbed Amelia\'s back to make her feel better. "There~ There~ Nightmares are normal after fighting horrors, don\'t let them take command of your emotions."

Nuzzling the crying girl who\'d never known a mother, Mino soothed Amelia like a crying child and before she knew it, the centaurian was asleep in her arm with her face sinking deeper within Mino\'s big tits.

\'I know I promised to help her, but what\'s next? Breastfeeding a grown woman?\' Really hoping it doesn\'t come to that, Mino slowly lifted her head and placed it on the pillow where she\'d been sleeping. Slipping away to her own sleeping spot, she tucked herself in and finally got some rest.

A few days would pass and nothing but the journey back would carry, but once the talk with Mono was to begin, she knew that she had to step up for Amelia even though she was a competing monster girl for Raven\'s love.