...you get a knock at the door, it's your college friend coming over to study. You moan at the knocks that are acting more like a alarm clock. Reluctantly you repel off a corner of the ceiling you planted yourself in and without much thought head to answer the door.
"Erin? Hello? You said we'd study for that Computer Science test and I'm a bit confused at that Python script they showed in class yesterday" yells your friend Tracy though the door.
"Hang on a ssssec" you half mumble yell back in response. Your half-spider like mouth was causing you to slur 's' sounds and your friend picked up on it.
Tracy laughs "What's with the slur in your voice? Drink too much yesterday?"
That statement snapped you out of the groggy sleepy mood you were in as you realize what you were about to do. "Oh my god!" you think, you were about to answer the door like this! You got way to comfortable being a spider creature that it was like you had been one your whole life. Was that the magic of the t-shirt clouding your thoughts and judgements?
"Err uh hang on, I'm not quite dresssssed yet, I just got up" you yell back in response as you tangle with your t-shirt trying to coordinate multiple limbs in order to slip the t-shirt off quickly. This time when you slipped off the t-shirt you felt wrong and off, like your human self was not your true self. "Damn being in that spider form was cool" you thought.
You let your friend in after slipping on some more normal clothing. "Make your self at home Tracy, I just got to clean up something first before we study" you nervously said as you searched around for cleaning products. You couldn't let your friend into the bathroom just yet, you just can't possibly sanely explain a bathroom full of spiderwebs. One thing slipped your mind though, the t-shirts in your room. Tracy was going to set up her things in there because that was where your computer was and she was here to get help studying Computer Science.
As you furiously cleared away the bathroom full of spiderwebs you created, you hear Tracy ask "oooh what's with all the unique t-shirts Erin?" then a scream. "oh fuck" is all you can mutter as you head into your room to find that...