"So... what do you think about my powers, Nana-chan?"
A soft, pleasant voice came from a young white-haired girl in a dark dress crafted from shadows.
She was beautiful, angelic, her white eyes like windows to a peaceful heaven.
That was Nyx. The Primordial Goddess of Night and Darkness. The daughter that was 'made' from Morgana's genes.
In front of her stood another girl—pink hair, big yellow eyes, and a lot of heart and star tattoos.
Nana Asakura.
The human girl who was 'kidnapped' and had her race changed from a human to an arachne. She was also Morgana's daughter.
"Amazing!" Nana's big yellow eyes sparkled with admiration. "Your power is simply amazing, Sister Nyx."
"Ahem!" Nyx puffed her chest, pride swelling within her. "Of course, sister... I am a goddess, after all."
After becoming Nyx's champion, Nana received the blessing from the goddess.
It came in the form of a new skill.
[The Veil of Nyx]
The skill has two effects, or its effect has two versions: a soft one that consumes no mana, and a hard one that consumes a lot of mana.
The soft version allows Nana to be unseen by other people—not total invisibility, but more like 'Don't mind me, I am just a part of the background.'
She takes up space in the real world, but people's minds just ignore her and forget about her the moment they look away.
This is the ultimate skill for a stalker or a spy.
'Good thing that Sister Nyx gave her blessing to me and not to a certain blonde girl.' Nana almost cried out from the horror if Jane had this skill.
The hard version is a true invisibility—not only to the eyes, but also to sounds and smells. Her existence is erased for a short period.
And as far as Nana's testing went, she found out that no one was able to see or detect her presence—even the S-rank teachers in the academy.
She gave them the middle finger right in their faces, and they didn't even know.
The only drawback of the skill is the huge mana consumption, but since her transformation into an arachne, her mana pool has increased greatly.
'Hehehe, I can collect essence more easily now,' she thought with a blush on her face.
"I can see the cogs turning in that little head of yours," Nyx said with a knowing smirk. "Don't do anything too lewd."
"Eh?!... L-Lewd?... I don't know what you are talking about," Nana stammered, her face flushing crimson.
Nyx just giggled, her white eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Don't lie to me, sister." Nyx leaned closer, her lips almost touching Nana's ear. "Our mother's blood runs hot in your veins. I can sense it... that desire... that hunger."
Nana's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. Nyx's hot breath sent a shiver down her spine, a strange warmth pooling between her legs.
"You..." she stammered, her yellow eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement.
"You're not so different from me, Nana-chan," Nyx purred, her fingers gently tracing the line of Nana's jaw. "We are our mother's daughters, after all. We crave... we desire... we take."
Her other hand slid down Nana's back, resting on the swell of her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Our mother is a horny goddess of breeding," Nyx continued, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "She will fill this universe with her children, each one a testament to her insatiable lust. So, don't be ashamed of your desires. Embrace them."
She then pulled back, a bright smile on her face, as if nothing had happened.
"Now, come on," she said, her tone cheerful again. "Let's find something fun to do. And by fun, I mean something that will make our mother proud."
Nana stood there, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Her body was still tingling from Nyx's touch, her panties feeling uncomfortably damp.
She couldn't deny it.
Nyx was right.
She did crave.
She did desire.
And the thought of making her mother proud... it sent a strange, thrilling warmth through her entire being.
"O-Okay," she finally managed to say, her voice barely a whisper. "But after the guild opening ceremony."
Nyx's smile widened.
"Of course, my dear sister. Let's go support our big future sister."
...
After weeks of planning, Nora—Nana's biological mother—finally did it. She opened her own guild.
The Spiders Guild.
The name was obviously chosen by Nana; the pink-haired girl really loves spiders.
Nora was not happy with it, but she gave in when Nana looked at her with those big, puppy-dog yellow eyes. Moreover, Nora couldn't face her daughter for some time after she got caught in the bedroom.
Naked, bouncing up and down on Greska the half-giant's cock, her pussy was stretched to the limit, and the slapping sounds filled the room. Nora's face was a mess of tears and drool, her tongue lolling out as she wailed.
"F-Fuck! Greska! I'm your boss, you can't do this! A-AHHHH~!"
Nana couldn't believe that her dear mother was roleplaying as a company boss who got raped by her employee. She even had the audacity to say 'you can't do this' while she was the one who jumped on Greska.
Nora couldn't help it. Since her race transformation to Arachne, her desire for cock was too strong, and she didn't want to admit that she was hungry for cock. So she did the next best thing.
Fucking her daughter's futa slave/bodyguard.
And now she had to deal with the consequences.
Her own daughter threw all the responsibility of the guild on her shoulders.
On paper, the guild leader was Lady Raven Night—Nana's other identity. A mysterious figure, but with the help of the Black Moon, no one questioned it.
It also gave the guild, which had just opened, an aura of mystery, a strong backer, and boosted their reputation.
Nora, on the other hand, was the one who had to deal with all the paperwork, the recruitment, the training, and the endless stream of adventurers who wanted to join.
She was the one who had to manage the guild's finances, negotiate with the other guilds, and deal with the city council.
She was the one who had to stay up late, surrounded by stacks of papers, her spider half twitching with stress, while Nana was out having fun with her new goddess sister.
"Ugh... why me..." she sighed, rubbing her temples, her eight eyes feeling strained.
"Because you're the best, my lady,"
A woman in a black and white maid uniform stood beside her. Her name was Anna—Nana's maid, who also got her race changed from a human to an arachne. Her spider half was black with white stripes. Her hair was also black and tied in a neat bun.
Anna was the second woman that Nana changed. After a night of passion with her master, Nana revealed her arachne form to Anna. The latter was scared at the start, but after some explanation and more fucking, she accepted her master and asked if she could become like her.
Nana, of course, was happy to oblige.
"Here is your coffee, my lady, with a little extra something to help you relax," Anna said, placing a steaming cup on the desk.
"What's in it?" Nora asked, raising a suspicious eyebrow.
"Just a little drop of Greska's, my lady," Anna replied, a sly smile on her face. "It's very... invigorating."
Nora's cheeks flushed, the memory of Greska's thick, hot load flooding her pussy flashing in her mind. She cleared her throat, trying to push the thought away.
"H-How are you so calm about all that?" she asked, taking a sip of the coffee. The warm liquid, laced with Greska's essence, sent a pleasant tingle through her body.
"Because I know my place, my lady," Anna replied, her posture perfect. "I am your daughter's maid. I am here to serve her and, by extension, you. Besides, being an arachne is... quite exhilarating."
Nora had to give it to the maid. Anna had adapted to her new form and new life with an ease that was almost unnerving. She embraced her new nature, her new desires, with a stoic grace that Nora secretly envied.
Nora recalled that when she finished her transformation, Nana took her to a low-rank gate to hunt goblins and release all of those newly found instincts. It was a wild, primal experience—the thrill of the hunt, the feel of her fangs sinking into flesh.
But after Anna finished her transformation, the maid didn't have that problem.
After a bath, she just calmly walked to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and started chopping vegetables like it was just another Tuesday.
"Sigh... you are something else, Anna," Nora sighed, taking another sip of her coffee.
"How's the recruitment going?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
"Excellent, my lady," Anna replied, her eyes glowing with pride. "We've received over five hundred applications in the last two days. Of course, we've only accepted a few dozen. We can't let just anyone join our family."
Nora nodded, a sense of pride welling up in her chest.
"But my lady, is it okay to accept men?" Anna asked, her head tilted. "I thought this was an all-female guild."
"It is, at least for the elite," Nora confirmed, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "But the men we've accepted... are special."
She tapped a folder on her desk, the label reading 'Special Recruits.'
"They are men who can be... 'trained,'" she continued, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Men who know their place. Men who are willing to serve."
Anna's own lips curled into a similar smile.
"Excellent," she purred. "I've already taken the liberty of 'interviewing' a few of them. They seem... quite eager to please."
"I bet they are," Nora chuckled, her mind already picturing the scene. "Make sure to give them a thorough 'orientation.'"
"Of course, my lady," Anna replied with a deep bow. "My eight legs are ready for the job."