Eight legged descent 42

Lara's limbs grew heavier, the strength draining from her body as the venom took hold. The pleasure she felt was laced with a deep, creeping dread, a sense that she was losing control of her own body. Despite her weakening state, she couldn't help but feel the spider's tongue as it moved in slow, deliberate circles, each pass sending ripples of sensation through her belly. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a blend of pain and pleasure that was both exhilarating and nauseating.