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Dazed and confused, Ganyu opened her eyes. Had she nodded off? The caves of Cijue Slope had just been so calm and inviting, it appealed so perfectly to her wishes to rest. Being secretary for the Liyue Qixing was a difficult task, even for an illuminated beast such as herself, but sleep was a luxury she seldom could afford.

But right now, urgency was taking hold. Ganyu felt around, only to realize she could not separate her arms from a blanket of pale, sticky mesh. Her sunset eyes stared aimlessly up at the stalactites of a cave, but she could not shift her head up to turn it.

“What’s... going on?” she murmured. She felt lightheaded and shaky, but when a tiny hiss diverted her attention, she soon understood the reasons why. Tiny pricks on her thighs and torso could be felt as small spiders scurried across her form. They were small by Teyvat’s standards, of course, meaning you could hold a maximum of three in the palm of your hand - but Ganyu would be doing no such thing. In fact, she had to resist a giggle. The spiders were quite ticklish, and as they stretched their webs against her chest, they left a tingling sensation that sent both fear and cold into Ganyu’s body.

“Don’t eat me,” Ganyu pleaded. She recalled the monster who had tried the very same thing - to prove unworthy of her rather curvaceous waist - but she suspected that being prey to these spiders meant being picked apart in some other way than swallowed whole.

But her pleas went unaddressed from the excited colony. Ganyu shut her mouth swiftly when a spider crawled up to her face, only to indignantly realize she’d just aided it in its mission. A strip of cerulean web glued her lips tightly shut, reinforced with the tensile durability of steel. Such bindings could not be broken by force of will alone, nor those that stretched across her entire body at this rate...

“Mmh...” Ganyu moaned, her fists clenching inside her gooey restraints. She looked down toward her bosoms, now bandaged in a sea of sticky web. She could feel warmth on other spots of her body where they had nearly encased her in silk, and after some time, Ganyu’s hope to escape her opaque prison was almost completely diminished.

She wriggled around with her hips, but that would soon be for naught. Ganyu grimaced under her silken mute, feeling bandages of silk stretch across her hips and rear, bunching her together and bundling her up into a very delicate white package. Feeling herself groped like that under such tight bondage got a bit of an indignant rise out of Ganyu, but there was little left to do but to mewl petulantly as the spiders had their way with her.

As she wiggled her toes in one last desperate act of freedom, the spiders held her digits down and quickly cocooned them in sticky silk. Soon, her feet were held just as fast and tight as the rest of Ganyu’s curvy form, and by now the way she’d been glamorized was clear:

Capturing her very essence and body, the adeptus was shrouded in a form-fitting coating of silken threads. More strings of webs stretched across her entire body, binding her like a delicate passage, but laid down on the web-encased floor, Ganyu was quite helpless and delicate. Each time she tried to whimper for help, a spider had simply produced more of its shining web and silenced her cries with more. Only her beautiful eyes, which the spiders adamantly refused to cover, shone through her veil.

Would she be eaten? Would she escape? Ganyu was unsure, but she knew that she was never going to free herself, not after a thousand years of struggling. Even if she managed to escape the cocoon, which felt like a mold of solid crystal, she was never going to stand up in the web-covered abyss without falling through and becoming even more tangled up. All she could do now is accept her fate, whatever it shall be...

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Dazed and confused, Ganyu opened her eyes. Had she nodded off? The caves of Cijue Slope had just been so calm and inviting, it appealed so perfectly to her wishes to rest. Being secretary for the Liyue Qixing was a difficult task, even for an illuminated beast such as herself, but sleep was a luxury she seldom could afford.

But right now, urgency was taking hold. Ganyu felt around, only to realize she could not separate her arms from a blanket of pale, sticky mesh. Her sunset eyes stared aimlessly up at the stalactites of a cave, but she could not shift her head up to turn it.

“What’s... going on?” she murmured. She felt lightheaded and shaky, but when a tiny hiss diverted her attention, she soon understood the reasons why. Tiny pricks on her thighs and torso could be felt as small spiders scurried across her form. They were small by Teyvat’s standards, of course, meaning you could hold a maximum of three in the palm of your hand - but Ganyu would be doing no such thing. In fact, she had to resist a giggle. The spiders were quite ticklish, and as they stretched their webs against her chest, they left a tingling sensation that sent both fear and cold into Ganyu’s body.

“Don’t eat me,” Ganyu pleaded. She recalled the monster who had tried the very same thing - to prove unworthy of her rather curvaceous waist - but she suspected that being prey to these spiders meant being picked apart in some other way than swallowed whole.

But her pleas went unaddressed from the excited colony. Ganyu shut her mouth swiftly when a spider crawled up to her face, only to indignantly realize she’d just aided it in its mission. A strip of cerulean web glued her lips tightly shut, reinforced with the tensile durability of steel. Such bindings could not be broken by force of will alone, nor those that stretched across her entire body at this rate...

“Mmh...” Ganyu moaned, her fists clenching inside her gooey restraints. She looked down toward her bosoms, now bandaged in a sea of sticky web. She could feel warmth on other spots of her body where they had nearly encased her in silk, and after some time, Ganyu’s hope to escape her opaque prison was almost completely diminished.

She wriggled around with her hips, but that would soon be for naught. Ganyu grimaced under her silken mute, feeling bandages of silk stretch across her hips and rear, bunching her together and bundling her up into a very delicate white package. Feeling herself groped like that under such tight bondage got a bit of an indignant rise out of Ganyu, but there was little left to do but to mewl petulantly as the spiders had their way with her.

As she wiggled her toes in one last desperate act of freedom, the spiders held her digits down and quickly cocooned them in sticky silk. Soon, her feet were held just as fast and tight as the rest of Ganyu’s curvy form, and by now the way she’d been glamorized was clear:

Capturing her very essence and body, the adeptus was shrouded in a form-fitting coating of silken threads. More strings of webs stretched across her entire body, binding her like a delicate passage, but laid down on the web-encased floor, Ganyu was quite helpless and delicate. Each time she tried to whimper for help, a spider had simply produced more of its shining web and silenced her cries with more. Only her beautiful eyes, which the spiders adamantly refused to cover, shone through her veil.

Would she be eaten? Would she escape? Ganyu was unsure, but she knew that she was never going to free herself, not after a thousand years of struggling. Even if she managed to escape the cocoon, which felt like a mold of solid crystal, she was never going to stand up in the web-covered abyss without falling through and becoming even more tangled up. All she could do now is accept her fate, whatever it shall be...