Mystarri

  (Warning, contains a female harpy feeder, a male drider feedee, and plenty of soup)   “You are far too thin.”   Webster paused mid-sentence in his writing and looked up at the source of the voice which was interrupting his work.   “Excuse me?”   “Webster, you heard me the first time, you are far too thin, plain and simple.” Frowning, Webster glanced up from his seat on the floor and locked eyes with his boyfriend’s mother, Victoria, or Vikki as she was better known. His eight legs folded up underneath his arachnid torso as he worked at his desk, Webster sat only slightly shorter than Vikki w