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Silk. Smooth, flexible, and natural. And like most natural things, it can be quite hard to get a hold of, very few creatures that are capable of generating this material would willingly part with it, even for payment. Of course some are willing to relinquish silk, yards of it even, so long as a proper spool is presented...

In the Mountain highlands of Equestria’s Northern Spine mountains, Spindle flutters into the cave, taking shelter from the bitter winds outside. He looks around the cave and leaves a small radio beacon at the mouth of the cave as well as leaving behind anything else he was wearing, he wouldn’t need clothes for what was about to happen.

The lone Hippogriff goes deeper, the entrance fading away into darkness. Every now and then, timid light dared to peek down from above, Spindle’s wings flutter slightly, looking up he could see spiderwebs clinging to the ceiling in a tight net, covering the rocky roof. Glancing to the sides he could make out webs on the floors and walls. Spindle walked over to the closest webs on the ground and poked it, the web was firm and yet yielding, he sighed as he casually pushed his whole hand in, the sticky strands clung onto his talons and wrist, holding him there, he pulled on the silk, testing it’s grip. The web proved quite strong and took a little effort to escape. Even though his hand was now free, webbing still held onto him, Spindle smiled to himself.

“Heh, sticky.” He said softly as he toyed with the web some more, unaware his movements were being observed...closely. Spindle felt a presence behind him, his fur standing on end. But before he could turn to face it, spider legs suddenly grabbed his whole body, pinning her arms and wings against his body. Terrified, he screamed in fright, and a moment later fangs punctured his neck. The Stinging pain was for a moment and soon Spindle felt the warm numbing sensation as venom spread through his body. Spindle’s brief struggles faded as his body drooped, his head was fuzzy and slow. The spider slowly withdrew its fangs, detecting the hippogriff had gone slack. The spider seemed to savor the limp hippogriff, its legs running through the soft fur and feathers of this supple creature. Spindle moaned softly, sleepily enjoying the touch. The spider then picked up Spindle and held him in front of itself, the spider’s fangs clicked as it admired its catch.

Spindle was at the total mercy of the spider, his body refused to move an inch, even his voice wasn’t working. He could only watch as the spider’s legs reached back behind itself and drew out a wide sheet of silk. Spindle moaned again as his hind legs were bound together by the sticky webs and wrapped. He couldn’t deny how good it felt, helpless and being bound by a massive predator. He loved how the thin sheets would layer up to form thick blankets that were impossible to escape from. He marveled at how the spider would first place his arms on the small of his back and wind a quick thread to hold them there, before carefully folding up and thoroughly wrapping his wings, spinning him around and around to seal his arms and wings away, keeping him nice and helpless. The spider then resumed where it had left off on his legs, laying down layer after layer to keep him both snug and cozy, slowly his coat of rusty orange was replaced with white, soon reaching his neck. The spider paused to check it’s silk work, Spindle took this moment to squirm slowly in his cocoon, just to feel it rub and cling to his every feature. The spider seemed amused by this and waited for him to be finished before weaved a little ball of web and held it up to Spindle’s mouth. Spindle made a small moan and opened his beak wide, allowing for the spider to push the gag deep into his mouth before wrapping his beak closed and wrapping around his head, rendering Spindle’s voice to timid whimpers and soft moans. Spindle was fully cocooned, well, beside his eyes and ear feathers that is. The spider then attached a strong strand to Spindle’s back, then climbed up, hoisting him upwards and anchored the line to the ceiling, suspending him above the floor, but the spider wasn’t done yet. Spindle lazily watched the spider crawl over him, he giggled softly as spider’s legs started to spin him around, this time covering his eyes and muffling his ears and completing his encasement. The spider laid down two more layers over Spindle’s whole body, the spider hugged her warm prey, her legs tickling his sides, just to hear his muffled giggles and feel his weak struggles.
Her favorite prey always came back to her, and she would put him where he belonged, deep in her silken grasp.

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Every time I draw a new race, I must wrap them up, no exceptions. XD

Description

Silk. Smooth, flexible, and natural. And like most natural things, it can be quite hard to get a hold of, very few creatures that are capable of generating this material would willingly part with it, even for payment. Of course some are willing to relinquish silk, yards of it even, so long as a proper spool is presented...

In the Mountain highlands of Equestria’s Northern Spine mountains, Spindle flutters into the cave, taking shelter from the bitter winds outside. He looks around the cave and leaves a small radio beacon at the mouth of the cave as well as leaving behind anything else he was wearing, he wouldn’t need clothes for what was about to happen.

The lone Hippogriff goes deeper, the entrance fading away into darkness. Every now and then, timid light dared to peek down from above, Spindle’s wings flutter slightly, looking up he could see spiderwebs clinging to the ceiling in a tight net, covering the rocky roof. Glancing to the sides he could make out webs on the floors and walls. Spindle walked over to the closest webs on the ground and poked it, the web was firm and yet yielding, he sighed as he casually pushed his whole hand in, the sticky strands clung onto his talons and wrist, holding him there, he pulled on the silk, testing it’s grip. The web proved quite strong and took a little effort to escape. Even though his hand was now free, webbing still held onto him, Spindle smiled to himself.

“Heh, sticky.” He said softly as he toyed with the web some more, unaware his movements were being observed...closely. Spindle felt a presence behind him, his fur standing on end. But before he could turn to face it, spider legs suddenly grabbed his whole body, pinning her arms and wings against his body. Terrified, he screamed in fright, and a moment later fangs punctured his neck. The Stinging pain was for a moment and soon Spindle felt the warm numbing sensation as venom spread through his body. Spindle’s brief struggles faded as his body drooped, his head was fuzzy and slow. The spider slowly withdrew its fangs, detecting the hippogriff had gone slack. The spider seemed to savor the limp hippogriff, its legs running through the soft fur and feathers of this supple creature. Spindle moaned softly, sleepily enjoying the touch. The spider then picked up Spindle and held him in front of itself, the spider’s fangs clicked as it admired its catch.

Spindle was at the total mercy of the spider, his body refused to move an inch, even his voice wasn’t working. He could only watch as the spider’s legs reached back behind itself and drew out a wide sheet of silk. Spindle moaned again as his hind legs were bound together by the sticky webs and wrapped. He couldn’t deny how good it felt, helpless and being bound by a massive predator. He loved how the thin sheets would layer up to form thick blankets that were impossible to escape from. He marveled at how the spider would first place his arms on the small of his back and wind a quick thread to hold them there, before carefully folding up and thoroughly wrapping his wings, spinning him around and around to seal his arms and wings away, keeping him nice and helpless. The spider then resumed where it had left off on his legs, laying down layer after layer to keep him both snug and cozy, slowly his coat of rusty orange was replaced with white, soon reaching his neck. The spider paused to check it’s silk work, Spindle took this moment to squirm slowly in his cocoon, just to feel it rub and cling to his every feature. The spider seemed amused by this and waited for him to be finished before weaved a little ball of web and held it up to Spindle’s mouth. Spindle made a small moan and opened his beak wide, allowing for the spider to push the gag deep into his mouth before wrapping his beak closed and wrapping around his head, rendering Spindle’s voice to timid whimpers and soft moans. Spindle was fully cocooned, well, beside his eyes and ear feathers that is. The spider then attached a strong strand to Spindle’s back, then climbed up, hoisting him upwards and anchored the line to the ceiling, suspending him above the floor, but the spider wasn’t done yet. Spindle lazily watched the spider crawl over him, he giggled softly as spider’s legs started to spin him around, this time covering his eyes and muffling his ears and completing his encasement. The spider laid down two more layers over Spindle’s whole body, the spider hugged her warm prey, her legs tickling his sides, just to hear his muffled giggles and feel his weak struggles.
Her favorite prey always came back to her, and she would put him where he belonged, deep in her silken grasp.

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Every time I draw a new race, I must wrap them up, no exceptions. XD