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"Lace, could you, possibly, say that again?"
Lace, who was standing up against the wall chuckled lightly, shut her eyes closed for a few moments, and crossed her arms over her chest as her laughter rang out in a resounding echo.
With one of her classic playful hums she opened up her eyes and looked in her girlfriend's direction, a spot that was not too far from the kitchen's entrance, just a few feet away from it really, and lazily pointed a hand over in her direction.
Her chest swelled in glee as her answer poured forth out from her mouth.
"Might you show me your... abilities, my dear little spider? Pretty please, with a tad of honey and sugar sprinkled on top?"
Instantly Lace picks up in the air around her a sudden increase of something, something primal that radiated out from her now sputtering and shaking love in flowing waves that were at once both scorching hot and cold. Her false-spider, her darling, Hornet chokes and glares in her direction.
A joint, or a body part incredibly similar to such a bodily thing, somewhere in her crafted body audibly cracks, a sound that echos in the interior of their house.
A part of Hornet's 'face' splits as she takes a small quivering step towards a smugly grinning Lace and shouts, "This AGAIN?! You saw me web up that vengefly just last week! Why are you so fascinated by what I truly am?!"
The Queen of Smugness laughed briefly before taking a step of her own towards her 'little' shape-shifting monstrosity, leaving her previous position of laying with her back against the wall behind, and dramatically laid her right hand on the slope of her hips. Lace cocked her hips to the right and added a more sultry tone to her next answer.
She flicks her eyes closed, open, closed and then open once more in a rapid motion.
"Hmm, I dunno. Maybe I just find your true self kinda...," Lace gave a heavy huff.
More harmless cracks appeared across Hornet's shaking 'face' as the primal feeling that was being given off by her Hornet increased dramatically in it's warmth from a scorch into a firey burn.
"Lace...," Hornet warned her with a shaking voice.
Beads of clear liquid ran fast down Hornet's so-called true face as the hot fire that Lace felt soon became a wildfire that threatened to burn Lace away into dust. A truly empty threat due to it coming from her fascinating and lovely little monster of course.
Lace's grin grew and threatened to tear her face in two as she walked a few steps closer towards her flustered and embarrassed Hornet.
A white claw taps her chin lightly and Lace angles her head upwards and slightly to the right in a theatrical mockery of thought that served as fuel for Hornet's fire. She squinted her white eyes just a little.
"Kinda... hot."
Hornet shrieks.
CRACK!
"STopITStOpITLaCEJUstsTOPit!"
Lace howls at her victory as Hornet's body violently shakes and tremors begin to tear itself apart, or rather, the top deceitful layer of it apart.
An explosion of blood, bits of replicated viscera and chunks of lifeless gore paints the white walls of Lace and Hornet's apartment a bright red as stray pieces of the disguise that Lace's girlfriend had been wearing, in her fit of embarrassment and of flustered rage, were thrown absolutely everywhere.
Pieces of black chitin and false-bug bits fell down on Lace as Hornet's true self was revealed.
Red strands of flesh wound together into dozens of immensely strong fleshy ropes writhed in a fashion that suggested a lack of true control, just for moment or two, before a delightfully horrid face raced down from up high to meet Lace's grin.
The wonderful shape-shifting monstrosity that was her love, her Little Red Spider, her Odd Nosk, shrieked as multiple mouths of razor-sharp fangs gnashed together. A storm of crimson falls down staining once clean and blood free carpet both wet and red.
One of Hornet's more articulated tentacles slams into the ceiling and pulls the large mound of animated living meat forwards.
A second tentacles leaking and spraying red reaches forwards and wraps itself around a victorious Lace.
"LACE! YOU KNOW HOW I REACT TO YOUR FLIRTING!"
Lace laughs and pats one of Hornet's tentacles gently.
"I do. And I love making you flustered, my Red Spider."
Hornet snarled and relinquished her hold on Lace.
"YOU CAUSED THIS, SO YOU'RE CLEANING THIS UP!"
As the mound of flesh retreated down a nearby hall Lace playfully calls out to Hornet.
"Don't you mean, clean 'you' up?"
"AAHAHGAHAGIHATEYOULACEIHATEHATEHATEYOU!"
Another victory for Lace.