In your hammock

As awareness returns, you feel a {if arachneVenom > 0}pleasurable tingle{else@}throbbing pain{endif} in your womb and twat. Looking down, you see the huge bulge in your midsection, and gently rub your hands over it, jolting slightly as the lumps shift and cause a sharp spike of {if arachneVenom > 0}pleasure{else@}pain{endif} to shoot through you.

Your motions seem to have attracted attention, as a hand grabs the side of your hammock and pulls it back, revealing Mistress's face looking down at you.

She smiles happily down at you{if arachneVenom > 0} and your gaze immediately locks onto her now visible fangs{endif}. "I see you are awake, Tarissa."

"Yes, Mistress," you reply, {if arachneVenom > 0}tilting your head to expose your neck and giving her a pleading look{else@}smiling shyly back at her{endif}.

{if arachneVenom > 0}She sighs, but leans in to bite you and a familiar fire burns through your inhibitions and sends you into a dazed and lustful stupor.

"Thank you, Mistress," you mumble.

{else@}"Good," she says. {endif}She tosses a couple of slices of bread down at you. "Your lunch. Eat it, and then report to me."

After eating you attempt to climb out of your hammock. Your belly unbalances you, pitching you out of the hammock to flop ungracefully onto the web below. You {if arachneVenom > 0}jolt{else@}wince{endif} as the impact jostles the eggs. Picking yourself up, you hear someone snigger, and glance over to see Turyne watching you with an amused look on her face.

{if arachneVenom > 0}You ignore her, she isn't important. You need to find Mistress.

Y{else@}"Glad to see that being a traitorous slut doesn't make that any easier," she calls. "Did it hurt, spreading your legs for Mistress?"

You ignore her, and a look of rage spreads across her face.

She scrambles over and pokes a finger into your overstretched belly, drawing a yelp of pain from you. "Don't ignore me, traitor!"

"Leave me alone, Turyne," you reply, gently rubbing the spot where she jabbed you before continuing across the web. "I have to report to Mistress."

"I liked... Incubator... you know," she says, scrambling in front of you again. "We were friends. We supported each other through our tough situation. Then you came along, happy and willing to take a load of monster eggs up your cooter, and... Incubator... suffers a fate worse than ****, and I can't even call it by its name anymore. So fuck you. I hope it hurts."

You step around her. It's not that you don't feel bad for what happened to her friend, but given what you've seen so far, it's pretty obvious that as soon as Mistress went looking for a new ****, someone was getting stuck to a tree. That it was Turyne's friend wasn't your fault.

Leaving her behind, y{endif}ou spot Mistress a layer below, weaving what looks like a very nice dress with her back legs, as a spider the size of your head leaps across the web behind her, a line of silk extending behind it.

"I'm here, Mistress," you say as you climb down.

"Ah, good," she smiles. "I was starting to wonder when you would arrive. I have been invited to visit one of my friends, and to bring one of my slaves. I think she wants to show off a new ****, and in the spirit of friendly rivalry, it is only fair that I get to do the same."

"Yes, Mistress."

{if arachneVenom > 0}"Sadly, you chose to become an addict, so I cannot show off all of the things I would have liked to, but I can still show her your skills."{else@}"One of the things I would like to show off is your willing obedience. Answer me truthfully, Tarissa. If, while we are at Xyryx's home, I was to remove your collar, would you still obey without question? Even if, to give an **** example, I was to do something like hold Xyryx's new **** down (with Xyryx's permission, of course) and order you to **** her while she begged for mercy?"

You think hard about whether you would be willing to go that far. The order you were given prevents you from lying, so you reply honestly when you say...{endif}