Push your way through

You are already making enough noise as it is, there is no need to draw even further attention to yourself from whatever this island is home too. You decide to push your way through to avoid creating anymore noise. You bat away vines repeatedly with your hands and the blunt end of your machete and have to loosen your foot several times from entanglement, but you eventually start to make some decent progress. About a hundred meters ahead you begin to get tired, but you press on and move your hand to brush aside yet another pesky vine, but as you move your hand away from it you find your hand is stuck to the vine. You look at it confused for a moment and then begin to tug further and further. Your hand will not budge.

That is when you noticed white strands trailing down along the vine. Just as you notice it you hear movement from above you in the trees. You look up to see an arachnid at least as large as you slowly crawling down the tree towards you. You look around to see several others descending with it. You let out a panicked scream and you reach for your machete to chop the vine binding your hand. The vine detaches despite still being attached to your hand and you turn to run losing your shoes in the mud, but continuing nonetheless. As you do though you hear a squelching sound and your legs bind together as you run forcing you to fall down. You look down your body to see the spiders have shot webbing at your legs binding them together in a sticky silk. You attempt to crawl away but feel a spider grab you and begin rapidly spinning your body in its webbing. You scream and try to reach for your machete, but it is to late. Your hands are binded in the webbing and **** to your side and then your mouth. Eventually your entire body is covered except for two holes where your nostrils are to allow you to breathe. You cannot see, but you feel the spiders carrying and moving you somewhere. After an hour or so you finally stop and feel yourself placed down.

The binding on your head and around your ass and pussy is removed. Your body is still partially wrapped in webbing, but now attached to an actual well formed web. A spider crawls up the web and then your body as you let out a shriek. The spider lowers a piece of fruit into your mouth and you are **** to chew. ''Their feeding me?'' You ask yourself perplexed as to their intentions. Then you feel another spider crawl up your still bound legs and move to your open mid section. It uses its fangs to carefully cut and remove your skirt and then your panties. You see an ovipositor withdraw from one of the spider and begin entering into your pussy. You attempt to struggle and fight, but the binding keeps you still. The ovipositor enters your pussy completely unconcerned with your screams and you feel dozens of eggs enter your womb. After the eggs are laid it webs over the entrance to your lips keeping them sealed in. The spiders then begin to unravel your chest and remove your shirt and bra with their fangs before redoing the bindings around your torso leaving your breasts pressed against the webbing. All you have left now under the webbing is your thigh highs.

Seven days pass and spiders come by to feed you twice a day. You still continue to struggle every time they appear, but eventually you give up and merely begin to weep in your bindings letting out wailed cries. The spiders annoyed of this bind your mouth shut, but the tears still flow and your cries are still slightly heard from past your web gag. Then on the seventh day the eggs in your womb begin to shake constantly for a period of ten minutes causing you to involuntarily moan. Then you feel dozens of tiny creatures move in your womb as they break apart the webbing binding your lips closed and move out. The smaller spiders scurry along the web and away from your field of vision. Two hours after their birth a spider comes along and picks your bound form up from the webbing. It carries you along its back and drops you off at an unknown part of the jungle unbinding you and leaving you there in nothing but your black thigh highs.