Over the next few weeks, as you float in the goo, you start to feel the changes. Your mouth is forced open as long black fangs grow from it. Your head shrinks and eight eyes grow over your face. Your arms and legs grow incredibly long and thin. Four more legs, on your right and your left, burst from your sides and grow long and thin as well. Your torso shrinks and your skin is engulfed in a tidal wave of black chitin. Your ass swells and pushes out to an incredibly enormous size, becoming a thorax. Your penis is pulled into your thorax, leaving you with a vagina. Thick black hair grows all over your body. Your spine straightens out and your bloodstream is filled with self-making liquid. You grow larger and larger until you are pressed right up against your pod.
Then, your cocoon bursts. You fling your legs out and tumble out of the pod you were just birthed from. You're about the size of a bicycle. Your open your fangs and you let out a sinister hissing sound, venom dripping from your mouth. You skitter off into the trees and find a spot deep inside the forest, between two trees. Lifting your humongous thorax, You squirt silk into a basic square. Over the next few days, you squirt more silk and weave until you have a spider web the size of two tennis nets. You've managed to capture small animals like rabbits and squirrels while you've been weaving, but it's time to move on to bigger and better prey.
You wait until night. Hissing to yourself, you skitter off the trees and into the bushes beside the jogging path. There, you sit and wait. For three nights. It's amazing you haven't been spotted, considering your huge size. Finally, on the fourth night, you hear the familiar sound of tennis shoes hitting the blacktop. You look with your eight eyes and see a couple out for a midnight jog. You turn around and wait for them to pass by.
Right when they are next to you, you lift your thorax and let them have it. Your silk tangles their feet and the both fall to the path, screaming. You skitter out of the bushes and hiss at your victims. You crawl over and bite the woman, as you are the queen and she is not needed. You turn to the man, oblivious to his struggles and screams. You wrap him in layer after layer of silk, coating him more and more, until he is just a big, squirming cocoon. You turn to the woman and suck her dry. Then, heaving the huge cocoon on your back, your skitter back to your nest, leaving the woman's body on the path.
You get back to your nest and lay the squirming cocoon on your web and wrap in some more silk. Over the next few weeks, you capture more animals and watch as the cocoon slowly stops moving. One day, you are wrapping a rabbit up when you hear a cracking noise. Whipping around, you hiss, ready for any predators. But's it's just the cocoon. It has split open, finally. Eight spindly legs thrust out of it and another spider, just like you, comes crawling out, a little smaller than you are. You hiss in approval at the transformed man. She glares at you with her black eyes, awaiting an order. Hissing at her, you tell your new minion too...