Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 17: Spelunking for fun and profit…
Jill’s log
I awoke to a continuous stream of apologies from Rebecca. She was sorry for becoming hysterical, sorry for forcing me to carry her downstairs, sorry for always being a burden to me, sorry for always trying to cop a feel when my back was turned… I couldn’t take it for very long, so this time I did slap her across the face. I growled at her about being a pain before slowly getting dressed again…heh…dressed. In that torn up uniform I couldn’t even call it being dressed anymore.

(Maybe, but it was torn in all the right places…)

Stow it! Although I did like the shorts…No! Dammit! Focus!

We got to the cave after a convoluted path that involved going down to the security building, putting the battery in the other elevator, going up again, using that stupid crank again to close the dam, and going back down the other elevator. I was actually happy to see the cave, because according to the note that I saw in the observatory, there would be no need to come back to the mansion again. There were far too many bad memories in that place, and I couldn’t handle dealing with it again. I just hoped that the other crest that we needed was in the cave, because I just couldn’t handle the idea of trudging through a dank cavern only to have to trudge back through it because we missed something. We entered the cave which started with a stone hallway ending in a rusty metal door. Entering the door we saw a large hallway that extended to the east. To the west was a blocked up wall…but it looked like it was weak. There was nothing to do with the wall, but there was a large, ominous-looking boulder at the other end of the hallway. I told Rebecca to stay in the small entryway while I went to check it out. She wined a little, but I set her straight.

I slowly walked down the hall, expecting a trap, but I made it to the boulder without anything happening. There didn’t seem to be any way to get beyond the rock, so I turned to leave…and felt a stone give way underfoot. In a split second, my mind registered the pressure plate that I had just hit, as well as the rumbling sound behind me as the boulder started to roll down the pathway towards me. I ran as fast as I possibly could while thinking that I was actually going to die. I wasn’t even thinking about where I was going, so I would have died if Rebecca hadn’t reached out and dragged me into the entryway right before the boulder crashed through the wall. I was trembling badly, so now it was her turn to comfort me. I tried to tell her that I would be fine…but I only managed to gibber a little. It’s actually kind of embarrassing. After a few minutes I was okay enough to move again…and say so too. The two of us were going to just go through the new hole in the wall, but Rebecca spotted something at the other end of the hall. We went down the hall and found a book. It had been behind the boulder, so I hadn’t seen it before. It had the second crest that we needed. This one had a wolf on it. I pocketed it and seeing as how there wasn’t anything else there; we went back and checked out the hole in the wall. There was another door back there. I seriously had to wonder just how crazy the people who had made this whole facility must have been to make it so that you had to trigger a death trap to get anywhere. We entered the door and I was sent to my worst nightmare. There were giant cobwebs all over the walls, floor and ceiling. And there was a giant spider standing in the center of the room. Now, I’m going to say something that I hope to never have to say again. I freaked. I suffer from acute arachnophobia and seeing something like that was enough to trigger it in a big way.

(Yeah actually…you were running all over the room, screaming your head off. I’ve never seen you act like that before…)

I think it would probably be best if you finished this report…I wasn’t very coherent during most of what happened. Jill out.

Rebecca’s log
Jill was running around wildly, so she didn’t exactly see it when the giant spider stuck one of it’s legs out and tripped her. She fell flat on her face, with her butt up in the air…which appears to be exactly how the spider wanted her, because then it turned it’s attentions to me. I, not being scared of spiders, was a little more cautious as I slowly walked over to try and help Jill up, but I got too close to the wall. The spider, sensing my movements perfectly using the webbing on the floor, spat out a spray of sticky webbing that slammed into me and pinned me to the wall. I was not exactly happy with my predicament, but there wasn’t much I could do about it either. I looked over at Jill, who appeared to be having trouble getting up, but was trying desperately anyway. She was as stuck to the floor as I was to the wall. The spider, seemingly content with the fact that neither of us could move, slowly waddled it’s way over to Jill. If she could have seen what was going on right behind her, she would have freaked again, but as it was, she was so hysterical that I doubt she even noticed when the spider started chewing on her shorts. That’s right, the bastard was chewing on her shorts…trying to take them off in the only way it knew how. After it had made a sizable tear in her shorts, I watched as it reached up with one of it’s clawed legs and ripped her shorts to shreds, letting them fall off of her. I could remember myself thinking just one thing at that point; “She is gonna be sooooo pissed when she becomes lucid again.” But, then again, after it was done with the shorts it did the same thing with her shirt…or the tattered remains of her shirt that she had left.

After her shirt slid off of her body, the spider climbed completely onto her back, causing her to start screaming again, but then it bent it’s head down slightly and she stopped suddenly. I was confused and slightly scared for her, but when the spider got off of her and headed towards me, I noticed that she was still breathing. Her breaths were shallow, but they were there. The spider waddled over to me and started crawling up my body until we were face to face. I admit that there are few things in the world uglier than a spider’s face…especially when it’s about the same size as you. I could see my face reflected in it’s eight eyes, and the reflection showed a face that looked like it was ready to vomit. I held in my gag reflex just in time as the spider leaned it’s head in and bit my neck. I yelped in pain for a second before I couldn’t move anymore. I couldn’t make any of my muscles move except for my lungs and eyes. So I could still look around and breathe…and my heart must have still been working, but that was about it. The rat bastard had paralyzed the both of us. After it was sure that I was unable to move, it cut off the webbing that was wrapped around me and started chewing on my clothes too. I was completely helpless and could do nothing but watch as the spider ripped my shirt and pants to shreds, leaving me wearing nothing but my boots and socks…and stuck to a fucking wall! I was not happy! The spider slowly crawled up onto me again and gently started chewing on my breasts. I have to say that if I could have, I probably would have moaned right there, because it did feel damn good. I could feel the spider start to slowly thrust it’s abdomen against my body before I even felt it’s penis start to emerge, but I anticipated it anyway. Then something hard started to move into me. The spider’s cock was so slick and slimy that it didn’t have any trouble entering me. I would have gasped if I had been able to as the spider started rocking back and forth in me. Oh god, it felt so deliriously good that I didn’t even mind not being able to move. I could feel that the spider’s cock was…segmented or something. It’s like those special condoms…’ribbed for her pleasure’…kinda like that.

(How the hell do you know about those?!)

I watched Wayne’s World™… Anyway, the spider kept fucking me for about an hour. I came a couple of times during the intercourse, but the spider just kept pumping away at me, keeping it’s slow and steady pace for the whole time, until I finally felt it cumming inside of me. I was expecting the paralysis to wear off after it was done fucking me, but even if it had it wouldn’t have mattered. It slowly pulled me off of the wall and started wrapping me up in webbing. When it was finally done, I was completely wrapped up. The only parts of me that were left out were my face, breasts, pussy and ass. Bloody pervert… After wrapping me up, it stuck me back on the wall again…probably so I could watch as it fucked Jill. And watch I did as it crawled up onto her back, and slowly pushed it’s long, hard dick into her. I saw her pussy lips slowly spread for the spider’s cock and watched as it became more slick and slimy with her own juices as the spider pumped itself in and out of her. I have to say that I was extremely turned on watching Jill get fucked. And I’m sure she was having a good time as well by the squelching sounds I heard coming from their direction. The spider just kept thrusting into her and drooling all over her back, which must have made her very happy, until it thrust itself in and held itself there. It had obviously just cum inside of her. Then it gave her the same wrapping up treatment that it gave me and placed her on the wall next to me. I have no idea how long the two of us were in there, but we were pretty much stuck to the walls the entire time unless the spider wanted to fuck us in the ass. I think we had to have been there for longer than a day because I started feeling hungry and sleepy after about my fifth fucking. It’s kind of ironic that the food that I brought with me, in case of an emergency was only about five feet away from us, but we couldn’t even move to get at it. I had to have slept fitfully, because when I woke up, I was still tired as hell. Then again, the spider might have fucked me while I was asleep. Horny freak…

(Hello pot…meet mister kettle…my mister kettle, you’re black!)

Shaddup! I was starting to lose all hope of being released by this thing, and was resigned to die as a spider’s fuck toy when I heard the door to the room open. The spider was in the middle of fucking me, so it was completely taken off-guard when the person who entered shot it in the back. I winced as the spider blood splashed onto me and screamed as the spider gripped it’s claws into me reflexively. I felt red-hot pain shooting through my body and heard Jill scream my name as I slowly passed out. I woke up later to see Jill staring down at me. She smiled when she saw that I was awake and told me that the spider had almost killed me when it died, piercing my body in eight places during it’s death throes. I was apparently saved by the man who shot the spider in the first place. I looked down at myself and saw the bandages that covered up most of my torso before looking up at the embarrassed face of my team leader, Enrico Marini. I couldn’t understand what he was looking so embarrassed for until I remembered that the spider had destroyed our clothes. Jill was naked as a jaybird too and Enrico was trying desperately not to stare at the two of us. There was nothing to be done about it, so I just told him to knock it off and tell us what was going on. I mentioned, with some trepidation, that everyone else from Bravo team was dead, and he punched the wall. He said that he knew that there was a traitor in S.T.A.R.S. and he knew who it was too. He was about to tell us when a shot rang out from the still open doorway. Enrico pitched forward and Jill ran to her shredded clothes, grabbed up her gun and ran out the door after the shooter. I ran for my tattered clothes and grabbed up my emergency med kit. It wasn’t much, but I could at least help him out some. He was my fucking boss and friend! I wasn’t just going to give up on him right after he saved our fucking lives! …but…there was nothing I could do for him… Whoever shot him was deathly accurate… Enrico was dead before he even hit the ground. I was still crying over his body when Jill walked back into the room. I mean…I was hired to S.T.A.R.S. to be the medic, and I couldn’t help any of my friends. Jill was upset too. She hadn’t been able to tail the guy who shot Enrico which meant that he was both a good shot and a good hider. Bad combination…but pretty accurate if he really is a S.T.A.R.S. traitor. Jill took the remaining bullets that Enrico had, as well as his gun belt. She wasn’t about to leave her weapons behind just because her clothes were gone. I did what I could with the med kit and some scraps of cloth and made a nice little bag for my medical supplies and the food. Actually, I just made the final adjustments to the bag. So, we’re going to get out of this cave soon…I hope. And whoever the traitor is…whether it’s Chris, Barry or Wesker had better watch his ass! Rebecca out.

Wesker’s log
That was close! Enrico almost ratted me out! Glad I was watching that. I still have to wonder how he made it as far as he did. Those two were lucky that he did make it as far as he did though. They would never have escaped the spider otherwise. Ah well, when they get here, we’ll see how well they deal with the Tyrant. He’s been in cryogenic sleep for quite some time now, so I’ll bet he’ll have a major hard-on when he’s out. Especially when he’s faced with two bodacious looking women like them. But, then again, they may not even make it to him. Who can say? Wesker Out.