The pigmy driders have the last laugh.

You get to your feet and start walking, but only make it a few steps when you have to stop.

"Fuck... those little... rascals..!" You mutter as you look down and can see the suit tightening even further, especially around your cock.

It gives you a soft caressing sensation with every step you make.

You grit your teeth and start walking back the way you came, but the stimulation it forces you to take can't be ignored.

You're on the verge of an orgasm when you come to a stop at a collection of rocks, gasping for air.

"Fuck me!" you yell.

You could have sworn you heard some giggling from somewhere high above you.

You grab a sharp rock in hand and set about trying to cut the suit off you. You just can't go wandering around with it jerking you off every minute!

Can you?

You smile and manage to slide a few inches of the web suit when it starts to react.

"... Oh fuck.. ooohhhh!!" a wave of pleasure crashes into you from all sides as the suit shrinks violently around you and starts vibrating, it's magic sensing an attack and response are all instinct.

It instantly makes you orgasm, spilling your seed into the sheath around your cock.

You cry out and writhe on the ground as the suit converts your seed into more of itself, sealing the tear as well as strengthening and thickening itself around your neckline. You also feel a tightening of the suit around your ass and base of your cock, a weird punishment for trying to escape but it somehow leaves you hornier after you recover and stand up again.