Sometime later...
The elf slowly began to recover from having her head hit on the tree, having been knocked back by the spider that overtook her comrade. Her head hurt, but that didn't stop her from rising quickly, and desperately, to look around for her friend, for the remote chance that she was alright. And instead of finding her, all she saw was her torn clothing.
Cursing herself for not being agile enough to save her friend, she tried not to think of what might have happened to her sister during her unconscious period as she made quick footing towards where she knew was the arachnid's cave, completely passing over the path left by Orland, as she didn't have to look for tracks at all to know where she was going.
And upon reaching the cave, and going inside, she didn't see any sign of the spider, asides from the mass amount of webbing, as her gaze was a little too distracted with a disheartening sight, which was the sight of her sister, bound in webs, hanging in the air like a decoration, her belly round, and fat... Impregnated with a mass of spider eggs.
She made a mistake as soon as she moved, rushing towards her friend. She was quickly caught in another web made as a trap to any would-be heroes coming to save her, and quickly found her body immobile. Soon finding the spider that made the webs behind her, even reaching her hands through the hoops in the webs to grab her covered chest, before using her claws to quickly tear her clothing off.
Her screams and cries were useless, she was now within the spider's web. And the spider herself didn't hesitate to give the elf the same fate of her sister, bending the thorax of her body over, and under the elf, a breeding tube coming out of the end of it, and quickly lodging itself inside the elf's folds, eggs soon coming through it, the sounds of the unborn children passing through it only filling the elf with more grief, until the eggs began to push inside her, one at a time, her belly getting more and more round with each added pump. She screamed, begging the arachne to stop, telling her that if she received any more, her belly would burst.
But stop, the arachne did not, cooing the captured elf, telling her that she could fit just a few more inside of her, pumping another, and then another, then another egg, until the spider had no more eggs to put inside her womb. And with a satisfied hum, the arachne drew out of the elf, a few of the eggs that still lingered in her tunnel slipping out, pushing out of her pussy.
The arachne stood, giggling to herself at her two new trophies... As well as the thought of when they would finally give birth to her babies...