This is a sequel to Pollinating her Berries. You don't have to read that to understand this, though.
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Berry Punch is a pony. And not just any pony, mind you, she is a purplish pony. Her mane and tail are composed of jiggly ball-sack shapes that bounced to and fro as she trotted along on her merry way and her cutie mark is fruit, making it appear as though her special talent involves being a fruit or something. She hummed to herself happily, regardless of the gloomy forest that surrounded her on all sides.
That's right, she was currently in the Everfree forest, home to all sorts of horrifying creatures. She didn't care about that, though, as she's a mane character. Evereybody knows the mane characters are unkillable. Besides, she was actually seeking out one specific horrifying creature.
You see, several weeks prior to this, Berry Punch got really drunk. Now, that in and of itself is hardly a surprise. She is almost constantly drunk seeing as though she's a high school drop out and therefore a blight on society that will never go anywhere in life. It doesn't help that her special talent is literally getting drunk. Anyway, while drunk, she ran into a giant wasp. You read that correctly, a giant goddamn mother fucking wasp. Any sensible pony would have ran screaming in fear of previously mentioned wasp disemboweling them and laying its eggs in their flesh, but not Berry Punch. She was far too drunk to feel rudimentary feelings like 'fear'. Instead, she invited the wasp back to her place and the two of them made sweet, nectary love.
In the morning, when she awoke next to a huge, sweaty insect, she was quite horrified. Thankfully, he left soon after that, and she was able to continue with her ordinary pony life. Unfortunately, she just couldn't get the image of his chitiny body out of her mind. The way his carapace glistened with sweat and goo and the feeling of his proboscis sliding across her fur-coated skin. It was all she could dream about and she found herself remembering that night when she clopped alone in her room. With that said, it's hardly a surprise that she eventually realized that she had an insect fetish.
Now she was on a quest. A quest to find Ryan, the giant wasp monster, and force him to fulfill all her deepest insexual (two words cleverly combined to describe 'insect sex') desires. She didn't care if he was married. She would kick his wife's ass if it came down to that. Berry Punch is fucking jagged.
She trotted through the forest for what seemed like hours, looking through the trees in some wild hope that she would spot Ryan buzzing around. Thankfully, like all earth ponies, she is imbued with super earth pony magic that keeps her from getting lost. Eventually she spotting something up a tree that resembled a huge bee's nest. Her comparatively large, muscular heart soared at the sight, knowing that only giant wasps live in nests that big.
She walked over until she had to crane her long, succulent neck to see up to it. "Hey!" She shouted out, hoping to get whoever was inside's attention. "Is anypony in there?" She instantly felt stupid, of course no 'ponies' would be up there. She called out a few more times, but was only answered by silence. She decided that maybe she could try throwing pebbles at a window or something to get their attention. The problem with that was; she couldn't see any windows or openings at all from where she was standing.
She walked around to the other side of the tree, hoping to find where the door to the nest was. What she instead saw horrified her beyond imagination. Next to the nest, hanging between two trees, was a web of nearly see-through silk. The thin threads curled around into a large spiral pattern that formed a net ready to catch anything that tried to fly past. Sitting in the center of the huge web were two bundles of something wrapped up in the white string. However, what caught her attention was the massive spider perched right above them.
Its hairy body was easily four feet long, with huge furred legs that stretched out in every direction. Its chelicera hung from its face, bearing a pair of menacing, curved fangs, slick with liquid. Its head was dominated by four pairs of black orbs of various sizes that reflected the small amount of light coming through the forest canopy from their smooth surfaces. It was likely the most disgusting thing she had ever seen. Despite this, she couldn't help but stare at the abomination before her and she felt a strange attraction to it for whatever reason.
"Yo." It said in a completely ordinary male voice. This was enough to shock her out of her staring, and a strong blush spread across her face.
"Oh. Hi there. Sorry, I've never seen a spider as big as you before." She admitted.
He let out a heart-felt laugh. "Yeah, I get that a lot. So, what brings you here? Usually ponies tend to avoid this forest for whatever reason."
"I was actually looking for a friend of mine. His name is Ryan. He's a giant wasp. Have you seen him?" She asked, hoping that perhaps this gentlemanly spider could point her in the correct direction.
His mouth opened up for a second as though he was going to say something, but he quickly shut it. After a few moments he thought of how to answer that question. "Actually yes, I've seen him." He said nervously.
"Really? Where?!" Berry Punch was more than a little glad that she could finally get some directions. Walking through the forest randomly for hours was both boring and tiring.
The spider just pointed down at one of the bundles suspended in front of it with a pedipalp. She stared at it slack-jawed for a moment, before returning her gaze to the spider. He nodded, answering her unspoken question. "I sucked his guts out."
"B-but..." Her mouth flopped like a fish out of water for a few moments as she tried to form coherent words. "Why?"
He decided that it would be the most appropriate to answer with a musical number and he pulled a black top hat out from under his sternum and placed it atop his head. Suddenly, the ambient magic of Equestria caught on to his ploy, and a piano began playing from nowhere as he started singing and dancing around on his web.
I... Am... A... Spider...
A spider.
A magnificent beast.
I inject venom in your bloodstream then on your entrails I feast.
I am a spider.
A spider.
I live in a tree.
I have eight eyes but I can still hardly see.
I spin a big ol' web all across the sky. If you get caught, you best be prepared to die.
I'll wrap you up in silk with the spinnerets on my butt. You'll be mummified just like the late king Tut.
I am a spider.
A spider.
I have no guilt or shame.
I don't understand morals, my parents are to blame.
I am a spider.
A spider.
I have big furry legs.
When I give birth to my children they hatch from millions of eggs.
It's not my fault you have delicious guts in which I do partake. My poison liquifies them and I slurp them like a fresh milkshake.
They have so many flavors, your guts they sure taste good. Yet others are repulsed by this I wish I understood...
Suddenly, the piano slowed down and the lighting in the area darkened aside from a circle of light around the spider, and he continued in a sad tone.
I only do what I do best... Eating giant bugs... Yet no body loves me or includes me in their hugs...
I'll never understand why the children scream and run... They say that I'm a monster but all I want is to have fun...
I'm a real cool guy, I wish I could make them see. Yet nobody...
Nobody...
Will ever... Love... Me...
By the time he was finished with his song, Berry Punch was already moved to tears. Those sounds were among the most beautiful things that had ever serenaded her ear-holes. She couldn't help herself, she gave him a standing ovation, clopping her hooves together in applause. Without really thinking, she said the first words that came to her mind after such a spectacular performance.
"I'll love you." She said it quietly, but the spider clearly heard with his better-than-average hearing. He seemed thoroughly shocked, not only by what Berry Punch had said, but also that she liked his singing. Apparently, no had ever liked it before. This shock only lasted a moment, though, before being replaced by happiness, and his misshapen spider mouth twisted into the best smile he could manage.
Then he realized something. "Oh how rude of me." He spurted out. "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is John McCain."
Berry couldn't help but admire such a beautiful name. "My name is Berry Punch."
He did the closest thing a spider can do to a bow, before complimenting her name. "One or both of your parents must have been Shakespeare. You know, because your name is so poetic." A large blush spread across Berry's cheeks. She didn't get complimented very often, especially not by someone as charming as John.
Then she remembered why she came out here in the first place. In a quest for all kinds of sex. "Hey... Do you wanna come back to my place?" She asked.
John perked up, clearly not used to being asked such questions from beautiful mares. "You mean, like, for sex?" He asked awkwardly.
Berry Punch just giggled. "Well duh. Of course for sex!"
"Woah! I sure do!" He exclaimed excitedly. "Where do you live?"
She was about to answer, when she instead took a look around. Nothing looked particularly familiar. Then again, why should it? She was in the middle of the Everfree forest... "I... Honestly have no idea..." She admitted.
John wasn't upset though, he knew just what to do. "Well, we have a perfectly good wasp house right here that no one is using..."
"That's a great idea!" For some reason, the idea of having sex on a bed that previously hosted the sexual activities of several giant wasps turned her on. Without waiting any longer, John lowered down from his web on a line of silk before grabbing her in a warm embrace with his front legs and crawling up into the wasp nest. The inside of the house was cozy and nicely decorated, but all that they were interested in was the bedroom.
He kicked the bedroom door open and deposited her on the already sticky bed. It's clear that Ryan and his wife, Lisa, had sex here many, many times. Without waiting for an invitation, John McCain, scurried over and climbed next to her on the bed. They both sat there awkwardly for a moment, unsure how to begin, until Berry decided to just go for it. She leaned in, planting a sloppy kiss on his large chelicera, feeling his coarse hair against her tongue.
This was enough to get rid of the awkwardness and John McCain quickly grabbed onto her with his legs, pulling her on top of him as he rolled onto his back. He then lifted up his chelicera, revealing what constituted as his mouth. It was more or less just a hole in his face, but Berry didn't care. She pressed her face into it, shoving her tongue in and feeling the slick walls inside with her meaty organ with a beast-like vigor. She was only spurred on by the feeling of his many legs rubbing at all parts of her body.
John lowered his chelicera, holding her head firm with the two mandible-like extensions as he gently sifted through her hair with his curved fangs, careful not to pierce the skin. This only turned them both on more, and Berry began rubbing her own body against John's as she became more and more horny.
She enjoyed the oral sex, but she finally decided that she couldn't take it anymore. She needed him inside her. She pulled away slightly, prompting a bit of confusing from John, but that only lasted until her head ducked down below his thorax and started moving down to the end of his abdomen. Finally she reached his sensitive spinnerets with her mouth and, without hesitation, instantly went to town licking the length of them.
John McCain shuddered slightly. He had never had anyone lick those before and it felt amazing. Even better than when he rubbed them himself with his legs. This only lasted a few moments, though, as Berry Punch was growing impatient. She pulled back a little before opening her mouth up and engulfing one of the spinners in her mouth vagina. Pony vaginas are in their mouths, after all (that's canon).
She was content just sucking that one spinner for a few seconds, but in the end she decided that it simply wasn't enough. Thankfully, Pony mouths are huge, so she was able to easily stretch it far enough to get them both inside. John had trouble containing himself. Never in his wildest fantasies had he ever imagined double spinnetrating (two words cleverly combined to describe a spinneret penetrating something) a pony this sexy. He had to admit, it felt amazing.
Berry Punch was enjoying it too. Having one spinneret in her mouth was enough, but two just felt fantastic. Her eyes began to roll back into her head in bliss as he began thrusting in and out of her mouth. This only lasted about a minute before neither of them could take it anymore. With a grunt his spinnerets both came web into her throat in a mighty bout, strong enough to throw her off of him. She landed on the bed with a bounce as she moaned herself. A second later a stream of sparkles and fairy dust spurted out of her mouth, since that's what pony cum is made of.
She quickly closed her mouth before any more could shoot out and swallowed. Unfortunately, her mouth and throat were filled with web, so it was like trying to swallow peanut butter. It took her a few tries, but she eventually got it all down. "It was all sticky." She finally said now that her mouth was clear.
John McCain didn't respond. He was panting on her bed. That was even better than he ever imagined sex with a pony would be. Eventually, she laid down on top of him, now covered in sweat and exhausted from the ordeal. They laid there like that for a few minutes, just happy with each other's company, until Berry felt something bumping her head. She looked down at John's abdomen to see that his exoskeleton had a slight bulge pressing out, as though something was trying to force its way out his his stomach.
"Hey John, what's going on?" She asked, looking up at his face. He didn't answer or even move, so she poked him a bit to see if he was sleeping. This didn't do anything to rouse him, though, and she began to worry. "John?"
Then, suddenly, his exoskeleton burst open with a sound like cracking glass and thousands upon thousands of tiny brown spiders began pouring out. Berry Punch barely had time to scream before they were crawling all over her. Some of them forced their way inside of her mouth while others scurried to every corned of the room, disappearing under the door and behind furniture. Within a few minutes they had all gone on their way, leaving Berry Punch thoroughly confused.
She looked down at John laying next to her to see his legs all curled up and a huge hole in his thorax and abdomen where the babies had pressed through. It turns out John McCain was a girl spider. She simply laid back down, not sure how to feel right now. I mean, it's not every day you have sex with a repulsive giant spider that then splits open depositing thousands of babies on you.
After a few hours of staring at the ceiling, there was a noise at the door followed by someone calling out. "Honey I'm home!" It's ironic because wasps make honey. A moment later, the bedroom door swung open to show Ryan standing there with his tie still on. His eyes locked onto those of Berry Punch and they stared at each other in confusion for a very long time.
Eventually, Ryan was able to speak what was on his mind. "What the fuck?"
Berry Punch looked around, seeing the corpse of John McCain sitting on the bed next to her and realizing how weird this looks. She would no doubt need to explain this, but there was something more important on her mind. "I thought you were dead. The spider ate two wasps outside. I thought one was you."
Ryan looked really confused, which is understandable given the circumstances. "I just got home from work. He must have eaten that bastard, Ziclon Bee, who keeps coming over and having sex with my wife. The other must have been... Lisa..." The last word barely escaped his mouth before he broke down crying.
Now this was just awkward. Berry Punch decided that it would probably be for the best if she simply left. "Yeah, I'll just... Leave you to that..." She said lamely before walking around him and out the door. A few more steps and she was out the front door... And falling through the air. She forgot that the nest is up really high.
Thankfully, she's full of magic, so the fall didn't hurt too badly.
