Eva found out about the widows too late.  When she squatted before Freki's warning and felt the relief of emptying her bladder, they were already waiting, hiding in the shadows where they had snuck out of the corpse after you had passed earlier.  Almost a dozen fangs sank into her ass at once, she had no chance to escape paralyisis.  The widows were ready and used their claws and webs to hold her up.   From a distance she looked like she was still squatting, her open, drooling paralyzed mouth couldn't be seen that far.  Her bladder relaxed, releasing her piss onto the ground.  The widows groped and squeezed her ass like lovers, looking for an entrance, and found them.  Widow after widow after widow squeezed their way into her ass and pussy like eight legged crawling fists.  If she could've moved she would have screamed in agony.  They discovered her mouth, and forced their way past her flaccid lips and down her throat.  Helpless, she could do nothing as they crawled inside her, rapidly making her look as if she were three months pregnant.  And more were coming.<br/><br/>Even if Meep had responded as soon as Freki yelled, he couldn't help Eva yet.  One of the widows has found him, outside of a host.  And it's as big as he is.<br/><br/>"So, how did we miss a body on the way...?"  Someone obliviously asks from down the corridor.