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Jorogumo

Art by me] 🔷Paypal only🔷 Flexible payments in AB, 50% weekly or monthly. The buyer will have the rest of the files that the tier offers upon completion of their payment in full. In a remote village, at the foot of mist-shrouded mountains, there was a legend about a woman who appeared when the moon was high. She always wore a silk kimono so delicate it seemed to float on the wind, concealing what no one should see: the black, gleaming legs that replaced her own, the monstrous form that stretched from her back like a living shadow. Her beauty was a poison. Men who encountered her on festival nights swore they had never seen lips more red, nor eyes more profound than hers, glowing like embers in the twilight. Her walk was slow, elegant, and in her hands she held a long pipe, its floral design crafted from gold and black ivory. She never smoked ordinary tobacco; she chose only the finest, lighting it with ritualistic patience. The smoke she exhaled had a heady perfume, capable of clouding the mind. She was proud and flirtatious, but not vulgar. She invited the curious with a smile that seemed to open doors to a secret world. They said that if one approached, she would offer a puff of her pipe, and at that instant, invisible threads of silk would slip through the grass, weaving a destiny from which there was no return. A solitary traveler, drawn by her figure by a bridge, fell under her spell. He inhaled the smoke as if drinking a dream, and as he did so, the wind barely lifted the hem of her kimono: beneath the silk were not human legs, but spider legs that moved with unnatural grace. Behind her back, the other limbs swayed like dark fans, and a gleaming tail tightened the threads of the trap. The traveler understood too late. His eyes, once fascinated, now reflected terror; she looked at him with cruel tenderness, like a lover who no longer needs words. Between the mist and the tobacco smoke, only her soft laughter remained, an echo that faded into the silence of the forest. Since then, elders have advised people not to follow women who smoke at night, as they might be her: the Lady of the Flowery Pipe, a proud spider who seeks not only to devour bodies, but also to steal souls with the delicate art of her smoke and silk. 🌜SB: $45 🌜Bid: $2 🌜AB: $300 🌜SB: SFW Version 🌜$70: NSFW Version 🌜$85: Minor changes. 🌜$100 Back Version 🌜$150 Futa Version, Pregnant Version, or proportion changes such as hips, boobs, or belly (Choose one; adding all the changes mentioned in this tier costs $15 each) 🌜$200: Extra outfit, adding jewelry, tattoos, scars 🌜$250 Extra Outfit 🌜AB: Additional art (full body commission, SFW or NSFW). 💫Rules: ⭐You get the image without watermark, transparent png and lineart in high resolution more than 3000x5000 ⭐ I deliver the files to you by gmail email ⭐You have all the rights of adoptable and commercial use. ⭐Give credits to the creator. ⭐Please have the money, if you do not pay within 48 hours the image It will be uploaded again for auction. ⭐No refunds ⭐DON'T copy, steal or trace my designs or base. -Im in https://www.deviantart.com/aurorayidam

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