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As the wolf's head started to clear his eyes flicked open gently, being greeted with almost the same darkness as having them closed. Nick slowly shook his head from side to side and tried sitting up, only to realize he wasn't able to. The wolf let out a slow sigh and groan before he looked around, feeling a cold breeze blow through his white fur. The wolf looked down at himself, seeing his legs spread and his arms bound behind his back. The wolf's eyes widened and he tried to struggle- only to realize he couldn't even move half an inch. Only his neck and head, and he looked behind him the best he could to see he was set up on some kind of large, thick web, kind of like a mega orbweaver nest. The wolf, understandably, panicked.

But first, a small bit of description and context. The air wasn't stale, but rather fresh, meaning some kind of opening into the cave was nearby and providing enough oxygen for the wolf to breathe easy enough. The same, white and grey haired wolf, with just a couple patches of that same soft grey fur over his muzzle and left eye. Nick hadn't been doing anything special yesterday, simply taking his usual hike at one in the afternoon, going on his favorite off-the-trail trail, and suddenly waking up here. Nick's body wasn't beefy, but well-toned and skinny, and as the wolf flexed his paws slowly and got blood rushing back everywhere in his body, the wolf started to struggle violently. Twisting and turning, thrashing and- just kidding. Even as Nick's entire body tensed up like a spring coiling down, and as he desperately tried to buck his body upwards as hard as he could, not even a single inch of his fur moved- other than from the light breeze, naturally.

The wolf's toe beans, a light teal color, flexed calmly as he wanted to keep his legs from going numb thanks to his apparent forced paralysis. Alright, enough description and all that- you know what you're here for.

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Nick's ears perked up, his nose twitching as he picked up the scent of... something. The cave and the web he was on had it's own natural thing goin' on, wet, stale, and the web strangely smelled like freshly cut grass mixed with upturned dirt. But this new scent was alien to the wolf, like, /really/ alien. It smelled like... brushed metal? Combined with a faintly sweet smell of rotting citrus, that isn't nearly as unpleasant as it may sound. He recognized the scent of venom, thanks to his current college courses and his needed science credit, unfortunately he didn't expect his credit to involve needing a thorough knowledge of spiders... Ugh, just the thought of the creepy eight-legged things made the wolf's spine shiver.

As the wolf was contemplating what this weird combination of scents was, it was answered by the sudden skittering of an incredibly, /incredibly/ massive Orbweaver spider coming into view from the left wall. The wolf's eyes went wide and his breath became rapid, his heart pounding into his chest so hard he thought it would burst through- which at this current moment, he would be happy to have happen rather than spend another second in this thing's company. It was bigger than a goddamn truck! The spider stopped and trailed down the wall, before slowly stepping its way over to directly in front of the wolf- before stepping over him and leaning down. The wolf's eyes stayed wide, and even if he had the option he wouldn't be moving a muscle as those creepy eyes stared into his own. Suddenly, the spider whipped its face down and his muzzle opened to scream- but was stopped by the spiders weird... mouth pincer. The wolf's muzzle was held open, kept in place as he kept staring at the spider before he felt a slimy, disgusting and rotten tasting appendage slipping into his mouth. The wolf whimpered, tears already forming in his eyes before falling down his cheeks as he was forced to endure this weird french kiss from literally his biggest nightmare ever. The tongue-like thing didn't stop at his mouth though, sliding further before forcing the wolf to gag harshly, forcing more tears from his eyes as it slid into his convulsing throat and went deeper, and deeper, until he could quite literally feel it wiggling in his stomach, sloshing around the bit of acid that was naturally in there. The wolf forced his gags to stop, and breathed slowly through his nose, in and out, and cried softly as he felt a gross, warm sludge beginning to pump into his stomach directly. It didn't stop either, sliding down and down and filling up the wolf's stomach until it hurt and gave the wolf a slight bump in his toned tummy. The spider carefully withdrew its tongue, apparently not interested in harming the wolf. His body felt fucking /weird/, his esophagus, muzzle, and stomach warmed up by the sludge and everywhere else shivering in the cold of the cave. The spider backed off, and... sat down? No- it squatted down in front of the wolf, and the wolf's face turned into one of pure disgust as it started to lay a clutch of eggs right in front of him. And it was- well, he should've expected it to be a big fucking clutch given the size of the orbweaver laying it. It went on for what seemed like hours to the wolf, but was more in the range of about twenty minutes. By the time it was done though, the pile was easily twice the size of the wolf's entire body, and he could see those goddamn, creepy little things squirming around in each just barely translucent egg, and it made another shiver run through the wolf.

Then, the orbweaver left. The wolf's eyes tracked it until it left his view and went behind him, Nick's ears staying up until the skittering finally, slowly, faded out of his earshot. The wolf then sobbed, uncontrollably, as he was pretty sure he was about to be devoured by that spider's hundreds of babies sitting right in front of him. The wolf watched, and watched, until about ten minutes had passed and his ears perked up again, hearing a cracking sound. Then more, and more, and then the egg pile began to collapse into a swarm of skittering, thimble sized orbweavers. And it was at that moment, the wolf realized it wasn't just his legs that were spread, but his rear was as well. His cheeks being forced apart by more web strings, and he felt that cold breeze suddenly pick up and push into his tailhole- meaning his little pink, virgin hole was exposed too. The wolf didn't think much of it, until, finally, those spiders started moving. Towards him.

Nick watched the spiders crawl over the web and his legs, and he desperately wanted to get away but he was still immobilized completely. The hundreds-strong swarm of orbweavers suddenly picked up their speed, completely covering his body from head to toebeans. The wolf cried, sobbing as he closed his eyes and prayed they wouldn't go in his ears, before he suddenly started screaming, and then stopped- because he was forced to. As the wolf felt baby spiders suddenly clambering over one another to force their way inside of his asshole, he felt them crawling and skittering inside of him, causing his scream, which opened his muzzle- and then allowed those on his face and chest to scramble and force their way into his mouth and then, of course, down his throat. The wolf's eyes widened and he sobbed harder and harder as they found his sheath, and stretched it open as well, scurrying inside and quickly filling it to the brim before suddenly forcing their bodies straight into his cock hole. The wolf's shaft was forced open and the spiders made their way deeper and deeper, before finally finding their way into his bladder, and then inside of his testicles. He could feel them squirming and vying for room as they scrambled over one another, a constant wriggling, disgusting squirming in his fluffy balls, cock, knot, and bladder.

It wasn't long before he felt the spiders moving through his esophagus completely and emptying into his stomach, and the ones in his tailhole pushing into his intestines, eating any waste they encountered along the way. There were so... fucking... many. Nick cried out and sobbed, his breath taken away from him as they /still/ covered his body, vying for entrance inside of his body like entering a fucking nest, and his body suffered because of it. His sheath and sack bulged, as did his torso and stomach, a constant, wriggling mass visibly moving under his fur until finally, /finally/ they were all inside of him. The /male/ wolf looked as though he was more along than a nine months pregnant vixen, and his sheath, even though he couldn't personally see it, felt inflated to the point of bursting. His cock had already doubled in size, and his balls were as round as oversized baseballs. The wolf just groaned, unable to even cry or scream anymore as he felt them devouring that warm, rotting sludge inside of him that their mama had put in him. He was nothing more than an incubator, every single part of him. The wolf leaned his head back, and gave up as he heard the skittering, letting his head stick to the web along with his scruff, unable to move anywhere at all now.

The mama spider fed him again, and laid another clutch. Then, as before, the egg pile crumbled, the wolf was covered, and they too slowly found their way into his muzzle, cock slit, and tailhole, further inflating his body until his stomach covered everywhere except his face, constantly wriggling with thousands of baby orbweaver spiders making their home inside of him. The wolf started to cry again as he felt the spiders starting to nibble inside of his sack, feeling them just latch on and drain the cum out of his balls, thankfully not actually devouring his testes.

But his thanks was quickly forgotten, as that skittering came again...