>>5611746
>Other - Arachne (Spidergirl) Model: Black Widow
Of course we're a spoodergirl, how could we not be.
>Big booba
Impressive chest, but not as unwieldy as mega-boobas
>The Stupendous Sewing Needle
Combo-wombo with the Spider Silk we can produce.

>>5611756
+1

>>5611746
>>Other
>orcgirl

>justice
>peerless cooking utensil
we need to cook

>>5611746
>Other - Arachne (Spidergirl) Model: Black Widow
>Smol booba
>The Stupendous Sewing Needle

>>5611746
>Elf
>Giant booba
>The Peerless Cooking Utensil

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>>5611771
Ok Heisenberg.

>>5611756
+1

>>5611756
Sure, support, why not

>>5611756
+1

>>5611746
>Mermaid
>Giant booba
>The magnificent Fishing Rod
Hard mode go

>>5611746
>Elf
made to shoot arrows and get raped
>Big booba
factory standard

>>5611746
>Elf
>Big Booba
>The Peerless Cooking Utensil

>>5611977
>>5611978
+1 to big booba elf

>>5611746
>Slime Girl
>Variable/ adjustable Booba
>The Peerless Cooking Utensil: A pot.

>>5611746
>Other - Harpy
No hands edition
>Smol booba
For aerodynamics
>The Magnificent Fishing Rod
Good luck picking it up though

>>5611746
>>Elf
>>Big booba
>>The Peerless Cooking Utensil

>>5611746
>Elf
>Giant booba
>The Magnificent Fishing Rod

>>5611746
adding this to my >>5611977 vote:
>The Stupendous Sewing Needle

>>5611746
Give me the source for this girl

>>5611756
support

>>5611756
+1

>>5612144
That's the MC from "So I'm a Spider, So What?". Kumo Desu ga Nani ka in the moonspeak.

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>>5611756
+1
This better win over the fucking overdone knife-ear.

>>5611756
Changing my vote to this

I realize that, given this is anime, there probably should be something about height in the char creation bit of this. Especially given we are going for a spider monster girl. You know, so we know if we are a amazon or fairy size. Or somewhere in between. Or something more extreme I guess.

>>5612183
Which part of extremely low effort did you not understand

>>5612197
What part of "we, the players, can do write in's and come up with shit so the GM doesn't have to" do you not get?

>>5612203
I don't fully see the mechanics of being fairy sized working out unless we had two legs and could thus become an onahole, so I vote human size torso, horse sized spider booty.

>>5612178
I basically just want anything but Arachne. It’s like the worst monster girl imo.
But the vote seems settled so ig a spider is fine too.

>>5611756
Supporting this. Why wouldn't spider mommy bless us with her looks?

>>5612208
I mean, we'd not be getting with any humans sure but fairies, other bug girls, and some other stuff of similar size would still work. Also it could lead to some comical moments of trying, and failing, to defeat/bother/actuallydosomething to a normal human.

Considering things though I suppose being more on the amazonian side could be fun, given the irony of a spider being gigantic could be funny, and we are a demi god...Though, a pint sized powerhouse could be funny too...

Actually thinking about it, if we went giant, the needle probably would actually be sort of like a fancy sword to most people, and probably be intended as such. While if we went tiny, the needle could probably unironically be a sword.

>>5612220
I believe you misspelled centaur, friend...

I'd jokingly say you misspelled elf if it wasn't for the fact an elf isn't a monster girl.

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"I don't see this Stupendous Sewing Nee-OW!" your ungrateful babbling is interrupted by the fruits of my beneficence falling upon your thick skull. Literally and figuratively. Being a Demigoddess of my august bloodline means a blow that weak won't kill you. "That's nice, but it still smarts. So, this is the thing?"

You hold aloft a shining white needle made of polished bone.

As long as the span between your outstretched arms, it is slender for its length and ends in a sharp point ideal for piercing through fabric.

"I wouldn't call this a needle..." you say. Your ligma addled mind obviously does not comprehend its needle shape, nor the eye at its end designed for holding threads. "Well I mean, okay, it's shaped like a need, but look at the size of the thing! It's massive! It's more like a sword than something I could sew with."

Your complaints echo in the silence of the forest.

Massive trees loom overhead, towering miles into the sky and crawling with beasts of such a size that you've never seen. Squirrels the size of lions gather nuts the size of your head while mighty sparrows the size of a small plane soar upon the wind. Ligma addled as you are, the implication passes you by as you jump up and down in a rage at your only only benefactor.

"Would you stop that!" you yell, but no one can hear you. Your breasts bounce freely with every angry hop, quickly losing sync with one another as they become the image of a teenaged boy's wet dream. "Okay, nice, but quit that, will you! If you're going to narrate, stop being so... so..."

Accurate?

"Fuck you." ungrateful words you will one day come to regret slip out of your mouth in a huff. With a huff, you turn to look about the forest and finally realize the truth. "Fuck me, I'm tiny, aren't I?"

Like the great detective, you have discovered the answer to the mystery!

As a reward, I will give you a little bit of knowledge. As a Demigoddess grows in power, she grows in size, and as her power wanes, her size shrinks. If this was all in the boobs, you'd be pretty powerful. Not HERACLES or anything, but powerful. As it stands, though... I regret to inform you that you have the power of about ten mortals.

"So not only do I have a spider butt," you say with a wag of your outstanding opisthosoma, "but I'm spider sized as well?"

Yes, your spider torso is quite small, and your human torso is even smaller! Of course, you have all the proportions of a exceptionally curvy woman, with a pair of luscious legs replacing your mandibles and a perfectly human pussy. Spider butt is quite accurate, now that you've said it.

"Wonderful," you say with less sincerity than a politician. "I know I used to wish I was tiny and cute, but this is going a bit far, isn't it...?"
>Look for signs of human civilization
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree
>Put your needle to work and try to make some clothes with it.
>Try to hitch a ride on a squirrel (Roll 1d100)
>Try to hitch a ride on a sparrow (Roll 1d100)

>>5612668
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree
When a spider, do as the spiders do.

>>5612668
>As a Demigoddess grows in power, she grows in size
Kek. Guess we got our answer to the size question.

>Ask how a demigoddess gains or loses power, and if there's a limit to how much power can be gained or lost.
After
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree

Alright, so first off, I think we need to discover how one gains or looses power. And what better way than to just ask? After we can set up shop and make a little bit of a home in a tree.

Also, Touhou Hijack lol.

>>5612668
>>Try to hitch a ride on a sparrow (Roll 1d100)

>>5612668
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree
>Put your needle to work and try to make some clothes with it.
Maybe from leaves and bark for now? Underlayer of mycelium to protect from chafing?

>>5612668
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree

>>5612668
is this a Touhou quest now?
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree

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>>5612852
>is this a Touhou quest now?
Personally, I think Drow Drider is a good look for an Arachne, but there’s not much good art there.

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>>5612863
Touhou has spider girls too and a lot of art because it's Touhou

>>5612863
>>5612976
I believe we have human-like front legs, though.

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>>5612994
While I do still like the kind I'm posting, it's specified that the legs replace the mandibles. So I'm imagining something like that one mon musu spider girl, whatever her name is. Also I wonder how badly things will go for the PC (or everyone and everything else around them), and for how long she will stay 'tiny and cute' as it was put, or if things will go as an anon on QTG put out as a potentiality. For irony's sake, I actually wouldn't mind things going that way.

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>>5612994
Still works for us though.

>>5612668
>Venture into the hollow of a nearby tree

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5612668
>Try to hitch a ride on a sparrow (Roll 1d100)
yolo

>>5612999
>if things will go as an anon on QTG put out as a potentiality
what did anon say?

>>5613359
They said the following.

>It's not a troll
>We're tiny big tiddy spider mommy
>Potential giantess if we get big enough
basedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbasedbased

>>5613382
It'll be sad when we have to leave our soon to be squirrel boyfriend for a human or a giant, because he and his dick[/spolier] is too smol.

implying an isekai reaches more than a handful of updates.

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You venture into the hollow of a tree, carried on by your spider legs - which are quite frankly far superior to those human legs hanging about where your mandibles would be if you were a normal spider. At least in terms of mobility! Let's see human legs carry you up the bark of a tree. They just don't have the right stuff to do it.

"Not much in here, but at least there's shelter," you say. The hollow provides that, for sure, though it seems remarkably empty. "And it doesn't have a door, but I bet I could fashion a curtain with this..."

Oho, you've already found the worth of the Stupendous Sewing Needle!

"Yeah yeah," you try to sound ungrateful, but you can't hide that note of appreciation from a goddess like me~! "Just don't get too full of yourself, Miss Narrator."

With the Stupendous Sewing Needle and the near limitless supply of spider silk that your cute butt can produce, weaving a curtain to cover the hollow's hole takes no effort whatsoever. After all, the Stupendous Sewing Needle teaches you to shape the threads even as it guides you through the creation of almost anything you want.

A privacy curtain to keep out the wind? You got it!

A hammock on which you can rest your lazy butt? Piece of cake!

An alarm system to warn you of creatures that might come around? Too easy!

Before you know it, you've turned the hollow of the tree into quite the modest household. Perhaps not all of the comforts of home you were accustomed to in your old world, but certainly cozy enough to get by. But I mean, if you were looking for creature comforts instead of independence, you'd have gone looking for signs of human civilization, right?

"Wait, I could have gone looking for people?" You sound completely bewildered by the thought. Could it be that you thought there weren't any. "Well, I mean... it's probably for the best. Someone might squish me underfoot, with how small I am."

Well, you're well on your way to progressing as a Demigoddess already. After all, by creating yourself a hearth and home to call your own, you've taken nine steps down the path of a Crafting Demigoddess. One more step, and you can grow a full size! And since this Hollow has become your Home, it will grow with you...

"What do you mean...?" you say, as if I had forgotten to... OH!

Behold, your status! The numbers in brackets are your progress to the next rank - and bear in mind that the progress needed to get a new rank for each attribute will increase every time you get a rank in ANYTHING.

Demi-Goddess Rank 0
Crafting: Rank 0 [9/10]
Magic: Rank 0 [0/10]
Martial: Rank 0 [0/10]
Eroticism: Rank 0 [0/10]

"This would have been good to know earlier..." you say, with no empathy for a goddess who got drunk last night and has a hangover. "Right, well... let's get to work..."
>Hone your Crafting
>Hone your Magic
>Hone your Martial Prowess
>Hone your Eroticism

>Write in what you want to do to hone this attribute.

>>5614355
>Hone Your Magic AND your Eroticisim

The Alister Crowley method

If I can't bullshit combined training, then Just >Hone your magic
Is more than fine

>>5614357
I'll allow it, if you can come up with an activity to hone both at once. The split focus will be less effective, though, and might not get you a full rank up before an interruption comes about.

>>5614359
Hmm, figured it'd have lesser returns. Well if others agree to it, I say we practice, as I said, like Mr Crowley. Specifically adhering to the Lesser Work of Sol of Thelema. Which, is basically just Crowley's masturbation technique or as it is more politely referred to as an autosexual magical technique.

If no one's cool with this, I'll switch my vote to >magic
And say we hone it by practicing what we remember from shitty /x/ greentexts, creepypastas and LARP posts

>>5614357
>Hone your Magic
Maybe the Stupendo-needle can show us how to stitch together some enchanted articles of clothing?

>>5614355
>Hone your Magic
>Write in what you want to do to hone this attribute.
Try and feel for some kind of Demigoddess powers. Do we have any ability to exert our will on the world around us?

>>5614355

>Hone your Crafting AND your martial prowess

Honestly, we could do magic too instead, but we might as well finish off our crafting by making ourselves some attire. And, it will allow us to grow a bit ideally. After, we can wander around and find some bugs to fight using our needle like a sword. Maybe even find a cute mantis and/or moth girl to join us by rescuing them from some vile beast. Plus, cooking can be considered a type of craft, and depending on how well our totallynotahunt goes we can maybe try making a modest amount of food too. An alternative is we could maybe make some armor out of chitin or leather of our defeated foes.

Alternatively we can just do magic and a dash of crafting. Though given we are only one point away from finishing crafting I think it'd be best to finish that up real quick so we can get a modest boost initially, as given our power will likely increase from honing our crafting, our ability to do combat with either mundane or magical effects will be easier, probably. That, and maybe our MC will be curios what it'll be like to be a giantess. Or have good taste and like the idea of small bug girl made big.

>>5614355
>Hone your Magic

>>5614380
Alright, you won me over!

>>5614355
>>5614363 updating to:
>Hone your Crafting and Magic

>>5614386
He said martial prowess, not crafting

>>5614387
Anon won me over to crafting, but not away from magic.

>>5614388
Naruhodo

>>5614386
Given everyone seems to want to do magic...

>>5614380
This is me, changing to
>Hone your Crafting AND Magic.

>>5614386
Eh what the hell, I'll switch to >Crafting+ magic as well.

The minmaxer in me can't resist the allure of it

>>5614355
>Hone your eroticism
Jerk off

>>5614363
>>5614355
>magic and crafting
Craft some clothes and imbue them with magic.

>>5614414
*Jill

Rolled 99, 70 = 169 (2d100)

Dice roll to see how Crafting+Magic goes, and for nightly encounters.

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Wow, you apparently have a real knack for weaving magic into cloth.

I'm not even being sarcastic there, you barely need any of the guidance that the Stupendous Sewing Needle gives to weave yourself a set of magic garments. It's all very white, with the exception of the lace - which stores and channels the magic that you've woven into the fabric. The magics you've woven into them are relatively weak, but it served as good practice to help you better understand the art.
>Your clothes are fireproof, and provide a resistance to fire and heat.
>Your clothes resist the cold, and will always keep you comfortable and warm.
>Your clothes embrace the wind, which shall catch you when you fall.
>Your clothes hum with lightning, and will retaliate against your foes when struck
>Your clothes mimic stone, and will harden in response to physical trauma

Of course, the outfit that you wove exposes your tastes - you are quite the cultured gentleman, I see.

"Well, I only had white cloth to work with, so gravure bridal made the most sense," you say, completely unapologetic in your perversion of a woman's strongest set of armor. "If only I had a mirror... do I look good in this?"

You could make a barrel look good; your looks are based on mine, after all. A sheer white negligee with bridal gauntlets that have a thicker fabric than the top that barely conceals your heaving breasts compliments your natural good looks quite nicely. The fact that you look like you're wearing lingerie more than a dress, your panties on full display with your thigh-high stockings, only adds to the allure.

"Wonderful, that's what I was going for," you say with a tone far too smug for someone dressed like a whore. "Hey! That was uncalled for."

If you had a mirror, you would say otherwise. Even the Demi-Goddess ranking system agrees that it's too erotic - look at how much your eroticism shot up without even focusing on it! You slut.

Demi-Goddess Rank 2
Crafting: Rank 1 [10/13]
Magic: Rank 1 [0/13]
Martial: Rank 0 [0/13]
Eroticism: Rank 0 [5/13]

"Just because I'm wearing something that flaunts my best attributes-" you start to complain about the truth bombs being dropped by the one person who will ALWAYS be on your side, but a noise from outside your hollow cuts you off. "What was that...?"

It turns out, it was adventurers.

Three strapping young men and two girls, one of whom is the sort of annoying, neotenic sage who will look like a twelve year old girl for the next five centuries. You're about the size of a large kitten now, with how much your power has caused you to grow.

"This looks like a good enough spot," one of the men says. He appears to be the leader. "Let's make camp here for the night."
>Try to ignore their presence and get some sleep.
>Go outside and say hello. Maybe they're friendly!
>Play the peeping tom and see what they get up to tonight.
>Attack these foul interlopers and drive them from your territory!

>>5615456
>Your clothes resist the cold, and will always keep you comfortable and warm.
>Play the peeping tom and see what they get up to tonight.

>>5615456
>Your clothes resist the cold, and will always keep you comfortable and warm.
>Play the peeping tom and see what they get up to tonight.
We might want to introduce ourselves, but first let’s watch them and see what they’re like.

>>5615456
>Attack these foul interlopers and drive them from your territory!

The demigod premise reminds me of another quest that involved playing as an insane dysfunctional demigod named Hubert.

>>5615456
>Maybe they're friendly.
I've watched the anime QM, I know how that meeting goes.
>Play peeping Tom, and stay on your guard.
For that reason
>Your clothes are fireproof, and provide a resistance to fire and heat.

>>5615468
Oh boy, walking natural 4channer disaster Hubert. That quest had fun moments before it flaked. Surprisingly, this feels less unhinged, which says a lot about Hubert frankly.

>>5615456
>Your clothes mimic stone, and will harden in response to physical trauma
NANOMACHINES, SON!
Sorry, moral imperative.

>Attack these foul interlopers and drive them from your territory!

Honestly, I want this because it will either result in us crying and probably having a tantrum as we are defeated, or us being boastful and mocking the adventurers for being defeated by us despite our size. Either way, success or failure, it'll be funni. Just be sure to be extremely overconfident and boastful once we reveal ourselves to them.

>>5615456
>Your clothes resist the cold, and will always keep you comfortable and warm.
Defeating the cold is good for a spider.
>Go outside and say hello. Maybe they're friendly!
I'm selling these excellently enchanted exotic panties and stocking, one pair per customer only!

>>5615456
>Your clothes resist the cold, and will always keep you comfortable and warm.
>Play the peeping tom and see what they get up to tonight.
Also, gift them each with a pair of woman's lingerie when they're asleep. Yes, for all 5 of them, or perhaps just for the men, if we're short on time or silk.

>>5615456
Lies, this isn't a low effort quest, it's still running!

>Make sexy underwear in their size and drop it in noticeable places in camp
I don't normally do votes like these, but you put a level system on eroticism and now I have to minmax.

>>5615860
>Lies, this isn't a low effort quest, it's still running!
I mean, the title doesn’t say exactly how it’s low effort.

Rolled 60, 22 = 82 (2d100)

Dice rolls to answer the questions of: do they catch you peeping, and what sort of people are they?

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"How could this happen!?" You scream uselessly towards the starlit sky.

Woe is you! Woe is you, my dear sweet daughter, because you stumbled upon the wrong crowd - and not even I, in my infinite deific wisdom could have warned you of their sinister schemes! Of course, who could have predicted the level of effort they went through to trap the perimeter of their campsite against thieves and monsters and other critters that stalk the night. Or that you would have immediately stepped in a snare and shut in a cage.

Now there is little more for you to do than rattle the bars of the bird cage that you've been put into. Try as you might, you simply don't have the strength to bend cold forged iron. They may have mistaken you for a Fae when you're really a Divine Beast, but though the metal does not sap your strength, it is still a ward against the supernatural - and far too tough for even your good grip to break.

"I thought..." you huff in effort and ignorance. Still wasting all that effort trying to bend the bars. "Stop that... but I thought I was supposed to have the strength of ten mortals..."

Strength? It's closer to fifteen now.

Leverage? Ehhhhhhh...

"So how am I supposed to get out of this place?" you ask, begging for a hand out from your mother.

Your eyes narrow, but you smartly keep your mouth shut, because you know that the wrong comment means that your mother is just going to poke fun at your situation. Even more smartly, you put that lazy brain of yours to work and assess your surroundings. Those thuggish boys and girls grabbed you and shoved you in a cage, and threw a cloth over it. but you still have your sewing needle and easily took the scrap cloth for yourself.

For such a shoddy weave, it's made a cosy enough bedding for you. Enough to make the shocks of this cart bearable for the time being. All around you are other exotic creatures: most mundane, a few magical. The one that catches your eye the most, though, is a humanoid in chains.
>A young elf boy, no older than a century.
>A young cat girl who can't be older than twelve.
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>A sun fairy with wings like a tuft of cloud.

"Oi!" the red haired bitch with dark brown skin that stuffed you into your cage calls back to you. "Quit yer screamin' and rattlin' back there! Elsewise the boss'll cut out that damn tongue, and you'll be stuck with whatever jack wants to buy broken goods."

"I mean, hey, at the rest of her'll be pretty," comments another woman - just as dark as her friend, with green hair.

"Aye," the gruff, bald leader says. He's an orc, green skinned unlike the women. "Just about the right size ta be used as a pocket pussy, heh!"

"Might need to cut off the spidery bits for that, though..." the last member of their group, a goblin, says.
>Keep making noise in hopes that someone less evil will hear you.
>Try tempting one of them with (cursed) magical clothes.
>Attempt to pick the lock.
>Try speaking with the other prisoner.

>>5616645
That must be some pretty strong metal, to resist the efforts of someone with the strength of fifteen men while being formed into a cage that’s fine enough to prevent the escape of a being about the size of a large kitten.

>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Attempt to pick the lock.

>>5616645
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.

>Attempt to pick the lock.
Given hand size, it might be possible to make a loop of string and just hook it on the locking mechanism to pull.

Or use the string as extra leverage for pull things apart or together.

>>5616645
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Attempt to pick the lock.

>>5616645
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Attempt to pick the lock.

So should we repay back the slavers in the style of the Greek demigods?

>>5616645
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Try speaking with the other prisoner.

>>5616645
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Attempt to pick the lock.

>>5616645

>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Attempt to pick the lock.

Think we are all in agreement here.

>>5616645
>A moon fairy with wings like the night sky.
>Attempt to pick the lock.

Rolled 59, 28 = 87 (2d100)

First for lockpicking, second for stealth.

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Cold Iron sucks when you're a supernatural entity.

See, I kinda lied when I said that you had the strength of fifteen men back then. For all intents and purposes, yeah, you did, but then that illogical, magical declaration of improbable strength went up against the bullshit reality enforcement device that is Cold Iron. Cold Iron, wrought in a forge that does not fully melt it, does not care if you have the strength of fifteen men or fifteen thousand, it enforces the so-called "common sense" of mankind onto everything it touches.

Your invincible skin from being bathed in the River Styx every day from infancy? AKTUALLY, skin can't turn Cold Iron.

Your strength born from mastering your internal energies, or simply having a lot of raw magical power? AKTCHUALLY, a creature of your size can't exert that much force without messing with its balance.

Fairies, and their literal existence? ACKTCHEWALLY, fairies don't exist because we never observed them, checkmate theists!

Which is why little miss moon fairy is having an even tougher time of things than you are, because her cage isn't just rejecting her strength like it is yours, it is rejecting her very existence. It won't kill her, not for a good long while, but she's definitely having a rough time of it. Imagine if your chair was made of heat trying to incinerate you, so you try your best to minimize your exposure to the heat by only standing on it with your toes. But then you wear yourself out and eventually fall asleep in it while it slowly roasts you alive...

"Yeah, I get it, the maiden with the pretty wings is in a lot of pain," you say, attempting to cut off my plans to plant a garden of lillies. "Look, I want to help her, but not for that type of reason! I'm actually looking forward to learning what it's like to catch some dick..."

Cigarette.

"Stop that and let me concentrate," you grumble. "I've almost got it.

The one thing about Cold Iron is that while it will eventually dispel a conjured item, eventually is not immediately. So you can call up as much thread as you want to make yourself something to pick it. And it actually seems to work, after a fashion. The locking mechanism clicks open, and you not only do you gain enough Crafting to put you into a new rank, but you unlock a new attribute!

Demi-Goddess Rank 3
Crafting: Rank 2 [2/14]
Magic: Rank 1 [0/14]
Martial: Rank 0 [0/14]
Eroticism: Rank 0 [5/14]
Guile: Rank 0 [8/14]

There's just one problem though.

The hinges weren't well oiled and creak loudly when the cage opens up.

"Hey, what's goin' on back there?" One of the women riding as passenger in the wagon demands. You can hear her shuffling back, coming to check on the merchandise the slavers are moving. Which includes you, lest you forget.
>Quickly close the cage door and act like nothing happened.
>Duck out of the cage and into the jumbled mess below you.
>Offer her a bribe (Write in What)
>Attack your captor. FREEDOM!

>>5617648
>Quickly close the cage door and act like nothing happened.
Nothing to see here.

>>5617648
>Attack your captor. FREEDOM!

Jump and hit!

>>5617648
>Offer her a bribe (Write in What)
>>(cursed) magical clothes

>>5617648
>Quickly close the cage door and act like nothing happened.
>Grip the door closed and start heaving endless verbal abuse at her as soon as she comes into sight

>>5617648
support >>5617692

It kinda sounds like the cold iron can still be busted by a suitably corded rope and some leverage.

>>5617648
>Quickly close the cage door and act like nothing happened.
Aint nobody here but us spiders
There ain't nobody here at all
We're gonna cut the quick
We're gonna catch some dick
And hobble hobble hobble

>>5617648
I wonder how much we grew. Also, clearly the classic /d/ solution to our characters desires is likely the best. And probably pathetically easy given magic.

I'm not sure if closing the door will help though. I think it'll just get them to lock it again. Because we will need to open it again and to get out, and it'll still creek loudly. However at the very least it can allow us to ambush her when she comes out I suppose.

>>5617692
+1

>>5617872
>Because we will need to open it again and to get out, and it'll still creek loudly.
True, but we’ll be able to be quieter now that we know about it. Creaky hinges generally won’t make noise if you open them slowly.

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>>5617872
>>5617962
>Creaky hinges generally won’t make noise if you open them slowly.
... or if you apply some penetrating lubricant

>>5618680
How does that help, we can’t manage the penetrating part.

Rolled 89, 13 = 102 (2d100)

Rolling for the bluff, and then for EITHER her reaction if you fail OR stealth to try again if you succeed.

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"What was that?" you call to the front, a mocking tone in your voice. "I couldn't hear you over the braying of the mules. Or wait, don't tell me those noises were coming from you..."

Smart on you to mock her loudly while closing the door to the cage. The menfolk and her friend bark with enough laughter to give the sounds a bit more cover. When the rotten woman crawls into the back of the wagon, she's flustered enough that she won't even notice the fact that your cage is no longer locked.

Probably.

"Mouthy little bitch, aren't you?" the slaver growls, her golden eyes giving you a baleful glare. "Keep it up, and you might just end up as the boss's personal cumrag."

"Well at least then I'll be able to catch some cock," you say with a leering grin. Then when her face twists in disgust, you start ripping into he without any mercy. "That's more than can be said for you, I bet. Your looks aren't good enough to make up for that attitude of yours, dear. That's why Sirs Orc and the Goblin have been stuffing your little dark elf friend every night without so much as turning a lustful eye towards you~"

Um, hello, City Watch? I'd like to report a murder...

The dark skinned red-head stares at you in a naked rage, like she'd like to throttle you. In fact, she almost does before a large green hand claps her on the shoulder. The boss of the slavers rumbles, "Shaln, don't. Unless you want to prove her right."

"Disgusting creature," Shaln spits at you.

She's quick to follow after the leader with a hopeful tone in her voice. "Maybe... you and the others could prove her wrong tonight? Pass me around the campfire instead of just Etna?"

The leader snorts. "Not on your life, Shaln. You're an ill tempered mare, givin' you anythin' would be dangerous."

"But Etna's-" Shaln starts, but gets cut off by the elf.

"Cute," Etna finishes for her, a smile in her voice. "And also, funny~"

While your captors debate the merits of juicy elf cunny against the dried up goods of a thirty-two year old whose attitude is so rotten she managed to remain a virgin despite her fat chest and fatter ass, you work on a system to get your cage door opened slowly this time. It involves a lot of silk, wrapped around the iron bars and made into a makeshift pully system. But slowly and surely, you manage to open it up without any noise being made.

As part of opening it, anyways.

See, you kinda shuffled it around when you pulled, to the point where it was half-way off the crate it had been perched on. And when you moved forward to escape from your confines...

CRASH! The whole tower comes tumbling down. The cart hitting a bump in the road makes things even worse, as you're thrown from the cage and nearly crushed beneath falling crates. They definitely noticed that, though, so you'll need to act quickly...
>Run away from the cart.
>Get back in your cage and pretend to be dazed.
>Make for the Moon Fairy and try to free him
>Attack your captors, you have nothing to lose!

>>5618730
Who said it's the lubricant doing the penetrating?

>>5618765
>Make for the Moon Fairy and try to free him
Meanwhile curse their shitty wagoneering skills. With luck they'll be happy to let us bump around in our cage, or at least not come back here in a hurry.

>>5618765
>Make for the Moon Fairy and try to free him

>>5618765
>Make for the Moon Fairy and try to free him
Man, we don’t do stealth at all.

>>5618771
>Who said it's the lubricant doing the penetrating?
You’ll note I said “we” can’t do the penetrating.

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>>5618827
It's wrought iron, the hinge won't have very tight tolerances. The word "penetrating" was added just in case some people didn't get the joke.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FBXwpYFFT84

>>5618834
Yeah, but since we’re a guy who was turned into a girl, I wanted to make a joke about how we’ve lost our penetrating capabilities.

>>5618838
Ah, I see

>>5618765
>Make for the Moon Fairy and jump out
We've grown another size from levelups, right? Just lift the fairy and haul ass

>>5618765
>Make for the Moon Fairy and try to free him
Will we ever get bonuses or extra die to our rolls?

Rolled 56, 41 = 97 (2d100)

>>5619072
Maybe.

Anyways d100 time. First for lockpicking, then for getting out unseen.

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Well I've got some good news and bad news for you, kiddo.

"Could you please stop narrating, I'm trying to concentrate," you mumble into the wind. You should really check yourself out with a cleric if you get to a nice town, they might be able to help with your ligma addled mind that is clearly hearing things. But the news might be relevant to your attempts to kidnap the fairy shota and ara-ara him. "I'm not... what are you... you are infuriating, do you know that?"

Do you want to know what's even more infuriating?

"Not particularly," you say, not realizing that you don't have much choice in the matter. See, there's a reason why none of those slavers have come back to check on all the crashing noises around you, you know. From all the shaking of the cart and whatnot. "And why is that?"

Because the road is bumpy.

"You don't saaaa-mmph!" You clamp your mouth shut and cover it before you scream in shock as another major bump sends you and the fairy cage tumbling across the floor.

Happily, you tumble right on in to perhaps the most auspicious place you could have tumbled towards: the edge, right beneath a gap between the wagon's canvas cover and the railing that keeps things from falling out. It seems fortune is on your side this time. I mean, how could it be otherwise? I'm the one who weaves it.

"Yeah, sure, thanks mom," sounding all the ungrateful child, you hoist the cage containing your intended grooming victim onto your back. "You're the best."

Of course I am.

You, unfortunately, are terminally ligma-addled in the brain. I cannot blame you for jumping out as soon as you can, for staying where you were meant becoming a pet at best, and a silk factory at worst. I can, however, blame you for jumping out of the wagon without looking first. Seriously, did it not occur to you that this road might be a bit more dangerous than a dirt path, what with all the bumps? So don't you dare go saying-

"How did this happen!?"

You muppet, you leapt before you looked! And now you're falling from a bridge over the raging white water rapids of an untamed river. The good news is, I doubt the slavers are going to be insane enough to follow you, the bad news is that if you don't act quickly you are going to die. Which way, my dear drider, my angelic arachne? Which way do you choose?

"I choose life, I definitely choose life!" You shout.

"Please do!" your new shota sex-slave groans, still weak from prolonged contact with cold iron. "As much as I appreciate you getting me out of there, I don't want to die!"

"Well, we won't have to, kiddo!" you reassure your victim. Then you imitate that one guy from New York that everyone loves, and shoot some silk so you can swing to safety.

"I'm not a kid..." the fairy complains once you touch down on the river banks. "I'm five hundred years old, you know!"

A likely story! It's her officer, my daughter is the shotacon!
>Follow the river downstream.
>Follow the river upstream.
>Go deeper into the woods.
>To the mountains!

>>5619818
>Go deeper into the woods.

>>5619818
>Go deeper into the woods
We can just make tripwires enchanted with mind effects, while they're busy looking for physical traps

>>5619818
>Go deeper into the woods.

>>5619818
QM, that picture is of a girl 2hu
>To the mountains!
Don't go back to the woods. The slavers will go back there eventually to catch us/small creatures.

>>5619931
>Go deeper into the woods
It's a fitting place for a spider to go, especially one that is growing quite big. We'd likely stick out like a sore thumb in the mountains sooner rather than later. Still, once safe we can potentially learn magic from tutelage given by the fairy. It'd be useful at any rate.

>>5619931
They posted another touhou earlier. I'd not be surprised though if they knew what they were doing and they decided to make them a reverse trap. Or a /d/light for certain deviants.

>>5619818
>Go deeper into the woods.

>Go deeper into the woods

>>5619818
>Follow the river upstream.

>>5619818
>Go deeper into the woods.

>>5619818
>Go deeper into the woods.

Can't have too many witnesses with our sexualization of a shota jiji

This is how a good isekai quest should go:

flaking after less than ten updates

>>5629969
Well, it is extremely low effort.

>>5619818
Dig a hole in the woods.