Break out before it's too late

Even though it feels like every inch of your body is woven together in a sheet of silk, you ingeniously jiggle the {if

Orc = 1}spiked surface of your mace{elseif

Elf = 1}blunted tip of your sword{endif

} against the threads and carve away at your prison. With a delicate, subtle gesture, you manage to make a hole in the side of your web casing without the Drider noticing as she, instead, contemplates about who to take advantage of first. You're clearly the less appetizing choice as she makes her way to the bound and toxin-**** girl instead, giving you more freedom to initiate your escape.

You stretch the fabric of her web apart as you narrowly fit your body through the exit you've made for yourself. The Drider is still pre-occupied with plunging her egg-bloated ovipositor inside of the bulging belly of her poor captive, so you take advantage of her prone position. Your {if

Orc = 1}mace{elseif

Elf = 1}sword{endif

} drives deep into one of her joints, splitting the chitinous leg apart and causing the Drider to screech at an unheard of decibel. Finally, she retracts her enormous impregnator and turns to face her new foe.

The web-bound woman seems to have recollected some of her awareness because she's seen that the opportunity to escape is being presented to her. In your peripheral, you can see and hear her squirming to get free with increasing desperation.

The Drider shrieks in your face before lunging at you with her mandibles outstretched and her thick-set tit-flesh undulating right before your eyes. You parry with your weapon lodged in between her fangs. Still, you can only hold your position for so long, especially with the enamoring display of watching her mammaries dangle and slap together in the struggle.

She takes your distraction for her advantage, bouncing her chest and blatantly flaunting her perky-nippled milkers while her spinnerette aims at your feet and drenches them in webbing.