Parasyte spider chapter 1

It was finally done. Eleven o'clock was upon her at last. Sixteen hours of work seemed like an impossible task to do. The mere thought of it can summon groans out of anyone. No one should ever be subjugated to do such a feat. Tess surely didn't want to. But when you're married to your job, it becomes a necessity.

Tess collapsed at her chair, staring blankly at the computer screen on her desk and the stacks of form next to it. Her fingers ached from the typing. Her eyes strained just to even look at the glowing white screen. She was done at last. All that extra work her boss and coworkers dumped on her was finished. She was almost too tired to even crack a smile. If only the victory was much sweeter than a pat on the back from her boss. If only.

She groaned out an audible sigh, leaning down to pick up her bag from under the desk. Then, she made her way out of her cubicle office and headed straight for the elevator. The shadows lurked through out every pathway and hall She dragged herself through. Not a single soul lived with in the massive corporate building Tess ventured in. it was strange how a place where so many people work at could give you the creeps at night so easily. Yet, here she was, The last worker to clock out for the night. Thank goodness. Tess was growing tired of the cheap air freshener and the low humming of the industrial sized AC unit hanging over her. Now was the time to head home and the hit the sack...only to do it all over again...

“whoopee,” Tess drawled to herself. She didn't even care if there was another person around to hear her. She was done. It was another day she gave to this soul sucking job, another day where she needed to put in overtime because of her boss's mistake. Her feet her begging her to sit back down. The brunette's arms felt like they were about to fall off any second. Yet she kept pulling herself down the hall. Loud thuds echoed from her feet.

Once she got to the elavator, she pressed the down button and practically fell inside the small metal box inside. Leaning against the wall, she hit the home floor button, letting the sliding doors close and the elevator to slowly descend down the hundreds of meters she was from ground level. Thank goodness, no one was here to see her. Tess slid back down and sat on the floor, taking a deep breath as she sprawled out. Her eyes glanced about in the small compartment she was in before stopping right at her reflection on the stainless steel wall.

She was a mess. No, that was an understatement. Tess looked like hell. Her image of the model pristine, sharp, and punctul white collared worker was completely destroy. Her blouse was stained with coffee she spilled earlier. Her long hair was frizzled, matted with sweat. Even her pants and suit jacket have been ruffled. It took every bit of restraint she had not to kick off her shoes. Tess never wore make up. And if she did, it would have probably been worn off by now. The young lady had a petite and fragile form, a gentle flower in the wild. Only she felt like a flower that had just survived two hurricanes back to back.

Forest green eyes continued to stare back her, begging, pleading for this day to end finally. But even she couldn't lie to herself. Because after this, she still needed to walk to her complex and go up several more flights of stairs before she was finally safe behind the walls of her apartment. Tess gave a small whimper at the mere thought of it. Why did she have to say yes to her boss again? Why did she have to give in and be a good soulless worker. If only she didn't opened her big mouth, she wouldn't even be in this situation anymore. “nice going, Tess,” she groaned at herself. The brunette stayed on the floor, enjoying the rest while she could, getting every moment she could to relax.

Then the Elevator bell shot her right back to reality, telling her it's time get back up. Tess slowly pulled herself back on to her feet, holding her arm out before the doors could close on her again. She then dragged herself out of the elevator and down the main hall, mustering up all she could to carry on. At the entrance, she quickly produced her employee badge around her neck and flashed it at the security guard at the door. He nodded, opening the door for her.

“another late nighter, Ms.Reed?” he then said.

Tess flashed a smile, nodding. “yeah. I'm so glad it's over.”

“well, make sure to get some rest. You don't want to work yourself to death now do you?”

Hopefully that doesn't happen, she thought to herself. But at the rate her boss has been treating her, she wouldn't be surprised. This was the third late night she had pulled in a row for her. Out of all the people she had bent over backwards for, she was the worst one. Working late nights, saturdays and sundays, it's about time Tess learned how to say “no” for a change. At this rate, death by work seemed like a possibility. The brunette then shivered at the thought. Knowing her luck, Her boss would hired a medium or ghost whisperer just to tell her she needed to go back to work still.

The night air kissed her skin as she made her way down the side walk, venturing through the sleeping city. At this part of town, commotion and excitement didn't really thrive here. All the high end multi-million businesses were nested in one district. So when night falls, the workers rested, and the armies of night guards and security officers swarm the blocks. It made for dull but thankfully safe walks home. Tess was so lucky just to get a job here let alone a place to live so nearby. When you're only a few block away to work, Taxis and cars start to become an option and not a necessity.

Goodness, Tess was tired. As she traverse the empty sidewalks of the city, she could feel her balance start to waver. Her knees were buckling and she couldn't tell if it was due to fatigue or lack of food. When was the last time she ate something anyways? She didn't remember bringing a lunch with her today.

The brunette then dug into her bag, searching about for her phone. Maybe she could get something delivered to her apartment. There was usually a fast food joint somewhere that was still open at this time. As she clicked on the screen, notifications began to pop everywhere. The glow from the screen stung her eyes. It took her a moment before they started to adjust from the sudden light.

Then, she scrolled through then. Most were emails from her boss. One from her coworker. Two missed calls were from another one. Then there was three from…

Her eyes widened in shock and fear at the name on the screen. Her memory flickered, instantly setting alarms for a date she completely forgot about. Tess was mentally kicking herself in the shins. How could she ever forget about her best friend's birthday?! She jammed her thumb on the call back button. Her phone rang as she brought it to her ear.

Please pick up! Please, please pick up!

Tess got her wish after the fifth ring along with a long frustrated sigh. "Let me guess," a female voice spoke on the other side. "You had to work,"

The brunette hesitated to speak. What should even she say in this position? The same thing every time she flaked out on her? "I'm so sorry, Lydia," Tess finally said. She wasn't proud of those words, those same ones she had repeated over countless times. "I swear I'll make it up to you. I promised."

"Don't bother," Lydia huffed. "If you were paying attention to your texts, you'd already know that they had to cancel the concert."

Tess blinked, puzzled. "What?"

"Apparently, there was some sort of explosion that happened at the theatre earlier today. Police have been investigating the city. I'm surprised they didn't send you home at work. The explosion was apparently pretty big."

The brunette took a moment to process the bit of info. An explosion? At the the theatre? What the hell was going on? "Who would do something like that?" Tess asked.

"Probably some idiot or some prank gone wrong. You know how people can get in this city, Tess."

"You're right…happy birthday though, Lydia." There was an uneasy pause after those words. Tess could just see her face give her stone wall expression back at her. Maybe it was a good idea they didn't meet up in person. But, Lydia spoke back after a brief moment of silence.

"So when are you going to tell your boss to back off?" Her friend asked.

The question threw the brunette off. "Excuse me?" She sheepishly reply.

"Tess, you can't just work like this your whole life. It's not healthy. I already seen you when you do these huge binges at work. You look like a zombie."

"It'll all be worth in the end, Lydia," Tess defended. "I'm showing my dedication,"

"To a soulless jerk who doesn't give a damn about your health."

She wanted to say something back. Tess really wanted defend herself. But the words cowardly hid behind her throat, refusing to confront her statement. Her voice grew silent as her friend continued.

"You can stop me if I'm wrong but you stayed after because your boss told you to,"

"Yeah but-"

"And your boss left around one and left you with all his dirty work."

"…yeah..."

"And then your coworkers piled their work onto you because you didn't say no,"

Tess went quiet, ashamed, completely defeated by her statement. She was right. Hell, she didn't even have to be there and she hit the nail right on its head. If only she said “no” atleast once, she wouldn't be struggling to hold herself together at almost midnight. She'd actually remembered her best friend's birthday.

"When are you going to stand up for yourself?" Her friend asked. "You have a life too. So tell your boss he can go shove it once in a while."

"I know…but this job is such a good one. I want to show my boss I'm a good employee."

"You can do that with out killing yourself. And besides, I think you've bailed out your boss and coworkers more than enough to ask for a break. Okay?"

"Okay," Tess replied with guilt in her words, biting her lip nervously. She still couldn't believe it. Out of all the things she could have forgotten, it happened to be Lydia's birthday. Maybe she really was getting over worked. The fatigue was obviously weighing on her shoulder to the point she could barely work. If only she said "no" to her boss. Tess took a deep breath before speaking again. "I'm so sorry about tonight, Lydia."

"Don't worry," she replied. A calm warmth filled her words. "Let's just reschedule some other time. I'm sure we can think of something to celebrate. Maybe do some catching up at the mall?"

"Oh that sounds lovely." Tess chirped back.

"Just make sure to tell your boss of when we schedule the date. Got it?"

"Yes…"

The two said their goodbyes before the brunette hung up. Tess's screaming feet reminding her of how much they ache. Her whole body ached. At the back of her skull she could feel a dull throb. She gave another groan as she looked at the street sign at the corner. She still had another two blocks to go. Just lovely.

Living in the commerce district was a luxury in its own right. Not only was every thing in walking distance, but the housing was just as fantastic. Tess's apartment was a massive building that looked like Picasso decided to build an apartment complex. It was a colorful yet practical structure with winding staircases, stain glass sculptures, and small patches of blooming flowers and bonsai trees. Just saying you lived it could make an artist jealous. It wasn't just a work of art. It was one you can inhabit.

Unfortunately, elevators were not included in the blue prints. And when you live on the second floor, it sadly meant more stair to climb. Tess continued to drag herself up several flights before making her way down the hall, forcing herself to keep going. Just a little further, she told herself. Just a little bit more and you can finally rest in a warm bed. With a great deal of effort and willpower however, Tess finally made it to her apartment door. She pulled out her apartment key from the bag and shoved it inside the door lock, giving it several strained twists before it finally unlocked. She really needed to tell the landlord about it. Yet another thing she always seem to forget.

Home at last. Tess slumped inside her apartment and flipped the light switch next to her. The brunette dropped her bag at the door as she went down the short hall. Her apartment was relatively small. Down the five foot hallway was small walk in kitchen which was attached to her living room. It doubled as her bedroom as well. The Futon next to the wall could pull out to become a bed. But at this point, Tess could settle for anything to lay on. The tired brunette began to strip off her clothes, kicking off her shoes, dropping her suit jacket, lazily opening her blouse. The more she started to undo her clothes, the more her body shifted into sleep mode. She was so exhausted, so drained from today.

But it was finally over. The moment Tess made her way to the living room, she collapsed on the futon, groaning as her body impacted the cushioning. Then, she reached over to a nearby blanket, dragging it over herself as she laid down. It was over. Her work day had finally ended. The brunette gripped her blanket around her as she started to relax her aching body. Lydia was right. Work was having a toll on her. But it was going to be worth on the end. Her Boss was going to acknowledge her dedication sooner or later. Eventually, she get a promotion, better pay, better office, and maybe better opportunities to grow...eventually...

Tess kept telling herself that. But the truth was, Lydia was right. If they really did care for her, they wouldn't have put so much on her all at once. They wouldn't just abuse her help for so long. Now she was paying from them taking advantage of her. If only she could just put her foot down and say “No” for a change. The brunette blew out an audiable sigh and adjusted the pillow under her head. At least everything is now done. Now she could rest and relax. Tomorrow is her day off. And in the morning she could get up...

and do it all over again. Tess's memory flickered and recalled the other detail her boss told her about before she left. She had to go back to work, on her only day off in the week. Just great. Yet another reason to hate her life. The brunette huffed as she looked up at the hanging clock across the room. Eleven thirty. She had probably a good four hours of sleep before she had to go in again. “great...” she murmured to herself, flopping her head back on the pillow.

She was regretting everything today. The only thing that was an actual bonus in this situation was the overtime pay she was getting. But was it really worth it? Was it really worth beating herself up just get a handful of extra hours in? She didn't even need the extra pay. Tess started to lie down and relax, trying her best go to sleep, curling up on the futon. Even in her fatigue state, she was finding it hard find it. Her mind was still running at eighty miles per hour, thinking about all the choices that lead her to this moment.

She needed to start taking Lydia's advice. If she did, she'd probably would had made to hang out with her. Sure, the Concert was canceled. But the two of them would have come up with something to do instead. They could have gone to see a movie or hang out the clubbing district. It was one of her many things on her list to do when she actually had some time to herself. Every time, her best friend described the dance clubs there, it always got her excited. She always wanted to go to them.

A smile crept upon her face at the thought of booming music and flashing lights. Dance and Tess was a combination that always went well together. She always loved it. Even if she was dead tired, She couldn't help but let herself go with some loud bass and techno. The moment the sweet beat enter her ears, she would instantly went wild and let the music take her. She'd twirl, spin, and rock her hips to it, flow with the rhythm. The bright colorful spotlights would fly about as she took the center of the dance floor.

It didn't matter who saw her or how many people were around her. It was her element, the one time where she felt in control. When her eyes would meet someone beautiful and ravishing she would gesture them over, beckoning them to join them, play with them. And just like that, their bodies would mingle, moving to the next song's powerful aria, bringing themselves closer and closer to each other til they were eventually skin to skin. Both sets of eyes would stay locked to each other, hungry, playful, drunk off the vibrations. The powerful beat of the song persuading them further and further, ordering them to let loose.

There wasn't much to coax the two however. Lust burned inside them, yearning to get closer, telling them both to take off their clothes. Tess's voice went silent. But her eyes were saying it all, she wanted a taste of the man in front of her. She want to...

The brunette was already lost in her steamy fantasy. Before long, her mind was going into fine detail, describing her beautiful prince who was about to take her and the lovely place he was taking her at. Soft breathes escapes her lips as her hands slithered down her own body. When you live by yourself, loneliness tends to creep on you. The touch for another starts to be more tempting. Tess was no exception. It also didn't help that it's been a depressing amount of years since she last got lucky. She could use a bit of friendly company, even if it was just a one night stand.

Slowly, she started to undo her pants, loosening them before she slipped her hand inside. With her other, she pushed fingers between lips, suckling on them sweetly, dreaming they were her fantasy prince's. The thought drew moans out from her throat as she felt her sex moisten from it. Slowly, her pussy started to burn with primal need, wishing her little dream was a bit more real. Either way, she was getting hot and heavy over it. She could use some time to unwind.

Tess felt her lower folds, massaging them, feeling them before moving towards her now swollen clit. She fingered her bead, causing pleasure to spike inside her. Shock waves of deep strong heat coursed through out her body and made her shiver with delight. Her dream grew even hotter. She could imagine her naked lover standing next to her, caressing her hair after tasting her lips, undressing her form. Deep beautiful lusty eyes stared down at her. His cock was unsheathed, throbbing, erect.

The brunette took her other hand out from her mouth, her only way to silence her moans. She drew her lubricated fingers toward her hungry sex, penetrating her cavern. She swirled her fingers about, working in tandem with her other hand's movements. Her hips began to rock into them as she visualized her lover's cock ramming her pussy. Tess was lost in her fantasy, enjoying every bit of it. It was the least she could for such a hard day of work. Her moans grew louder with in the small apartment room. Her breath grew feverish. In her mind's eye, She saw her lover mount her, smirking down at her, gripping her arms with his strong hands.

“such a deprived being you are.”

her hands stopped at the strange voice echoing in her mind. It certainly wasn't the one she gave her fantasy prince. Tess's eyes blinked open. Confusion was plastered all over her face. The voice sounded guttural, feral, almost alien like. In fact, it sounded so real as if it were right next to her. Curiously, she sat up, looking about in her empty apartment. But it only proved the fact that she was all by her self in this small apartment.

That was until something slimy crept upon her. Tess looked down. Her eyes suddenly bulged out from her head at the mere sight of what was on her arm. Crawling from under the futon was some strange, black, oozing mound of slime. It's shape was ever changing as if it had no bones or spine inside it. In fact, it looked like a blob of moving sludge, dragging itself out from under the futon.

Long thick tendrils whipped out and latched on to the edge, pulling itself up. Tess let out a shriek as she jumped back and scrambled to get away. But another tentacle lashed out before she could bolt for the door. It yanked her feet from under her, causing her to hit the floor hard. The giant blob of black sludge then reeled her back, morphing, shifting, it's body constantly changing.

The brunette continued to fight back with kicks and slaps of her own, squirming at its grip. But the creature's strength was too great. With ease, it seized her other leg and pinned them both to the floor, forcing them to stay apart. More tendrils darted at Tess as she continued to scream and cry for help, her arms getting pinned to floor by the creature's strength.

"So needy," the voice hissed again, booming in her mind. Another thick tentacle fired straight into Tess's mouth, silencing her screams. It invaded her orifice with the black sludge and filled it, stopping her jaw. Tess could still see parts of the sludge creature shifting. Two bony claw formed from its body and extended towards her waist. Viciously they tore through her panties, revealing her still sopping wet sex.

What is this thing?! What does it want?! How did it get here?! Questions blared in her mind but they were quickly replace with ones driven by fear. How do I escape? The pungent taste of the slime assaulted her palette. Reflexively, she tried to spit it out. But the action was fruitless.

Two slits opened up its body as the creature began to mount her. Sharp teeth were then revealed as two gaping maws opened up. Long, massive tongues slithered out before ripping into her blouse, tasting it's victim. Tess shuddered. Below she could a new engorged phallic member protruding out to greet her pussy.

"You will do nicely," one of the maws spoke. The second one talked afterwards, alternating with sentences. "I have never met a being so pent up with so much need. I will enjoy you as a host."

Confusion filled her mind along with fear. Her mind raced, searching for answers she couldn't find. This thing was… what was it even? And why choose her?! She was no one important! Still, the sludge creature held her still. It's claws reached out towards her breast. To her surprise, it was fondling them, groping her perky bust from behind her pink bra.

Arousal continued to burn with in the brunette. Whimpers squeezed out from her mouth. She felt the head of its member rub against her sopping wet lips, prodding, running up and down against it. Despite being made out of someone's nightmares, Tess's body was betraying her, relaxing for the abberation, allowing it to teasing and play with her as much as it wanted. Fear still plagued her heart. But her wild sex drive was stronger. The creature could agree.

Then, it's thick member penetrated her. Tess could feel the slimy tentacle wriggling its way in her pussy, thrusting, making its way deep inside her. The brunette would have moaned in response. But the sludge tentacle filling her mouth served as an effective gag. She couldn't even scream if she wanted to. The creature began to form a rhythm with its movements, thrusting, ramming, pounding her needy pussy, causing pleasure to swell inside her.

This thing was horrifying. It was an absolute terror for all who laid eyes upon it. There was no reason why she should be turned on by this. But her body was on fire, wanting more, letting the morphic beast have its way with her. She couldn't deny it even if she wanted to. Her body was speaking for itself. And soon after her fear was being drown by the insatiable lust.

Faster and faster the creature went. It drove it's makeshift cock deep into her, attacking her cervix with each ram. Tess could feel her insides bulging from its tentacle. It's bony claws felt her exposed flesh. Its tongues lashed against it.

"Very nice," the creature hissed. "Relax and accept the bond. Accept our union, human."

It was getting hard for Tess to even focus on the situation. Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head. Her mind was at a haze, swallowed up by the tidal wave of lewd thoughts. Her fantasy came back at full blast as the beast continued to pound her wet sex. She could feel the finish line drawing now, bracing for impact.

But suddenly, the creature's silencing tentacle began to pulse with in her mouth. Then, a strange liquid began to ooze down her throat, filling her slowly. Tess gagged a little at its presence. But eventually, she accepted it. The phallic member invading her sex began to do the same. Both injecting her with some unknown slime. Tess tried to question it. She tried to focus on what was happening.

But the sudden climax shattered any bit of her focus. In one sound explosion of ecstacy, her body writhe almost violently. Tess screamed into the gag in her mouth, her voice almost muted by the beast. A squirting flow of her womanly juices fired out between the beast's cock. Involuntarily, the brunette tested the creature's strength, bucking, thrashing. But once again, the action proved to be useless as the pulsing pleasure ignited every nerve in her.

It was too great for her to handle, too strong. The overwhelming sensation made her body rigid and stiff before every muscle inside finally relaxed. Tess laid limp on the floor, panting, almost lifeless. Her body was drain of any energy. Her head was growing more light by the second as she let the beast deposit more of the unknown liquid. Next, her vision begin to blur, making her entire world spiral and swallow up into darkness. The last thing She could perceive before silence took over was the beast's voice.

"It's nice to meet you, Tess,"