Your name is Tarissa. You are a young human woman living in a village near the border of the Kingdom of Rimalla. The village exists to trade with the neighbouring Arachne.

In good periods, the Arachne make excellent trading partners, producing high quality silk clothing and uniquely enchanted equipment. They tend to be fairly reclusive, preferring not to stray too far from their territory. Instead, they trade with nearby villagers, who are then able to sell their wares in a bigger city and make a profit. The arrangement benefits everyone, and can make a village very rich.

It does not come without risks, however. The Arachne keep slaves of other races, forcing them to carry their eggs. Usually, these are bought from slave traders, who often make special trips out to their territory. Sometimes, however, usually in periods where scheduling meant that the slavers hadn't visited in a while, they would raid a nearby village, taking what they wanted by force.

You are preparing your evening meal when you hear shouting coming from outside. Looking out of the window, you see several of your neighbours running towards the centre of the village, armed for a fight. Watching as they run, you quickly see what is happening.

The Arachne are attacking.

You know what will happen if they capture you. You visited an Arachne town once with a trade delegation. You remember the hundreds of naked, or scantily clad, women, bellies hugely distended with pregnancy, vaginas gaping and red. You remember the few men you saw around, balls swollen and cocks erect and dripping as enchantments kept them constantly aroused.