Spider Legs Novels & Stories

I shouted at Dimas. I saw him nod. After that, I didn't know what happened next. Because in the second after, I had to roll sideways to avoid the giant spider's lunge. Then I got up. That was when I could really see the figure of this creature clearly. This spider was huge. Its height can reach more than two meters. I had to look up to meet the eight eyes on its face. I was right. This was the ugliest face I'd ever seen in my life. In addition, the legs are very long and hairy. Judging from its characteristics and habit of hiding in the ground, it seemed that this spider belonged to the Trap Door Tarantula. Although I didn't know for sure.

The gremlin nodded it's head and lead Noel to the room where the arachnid was resting in. When they reached the room, it looked like the arachnid was being checked by the gremlins and some were still treating him. Noel stepped near and sat on a stool beside the bed that the gremlins immediately prepared. The arachnid, upon seeing him, quickly bowed his head down as far as the injury on his body allowed him to. "How fares your body? Do you feel any aching anywhere?" Noel inspected his body. His upper half seemed fine but he lost about two legs on his lower spider half, and it was none other than the primary legs used for spell casting.

Matthew asked. For that question, the presence got closer to them and slowly revealed itself. It was a spider that had the torso and head of a human female on top of the spider’s torso. The spider was black with dark brown hair like a tarantula and the woman had fair and white skin with black hair. Her black hair reached her waist and she had eight eyes on her face, two of them normal human eyes with red irises and the other six were red semispheres placed around her main eyes. The spider’s head had the same feature only that they were all red semispheres. In short, it was a mixture of beauty and monstrosity in one body with it going more on the monster side.

Then she saw the leurcher. Two long, gnarled legs stepped out of the undergrowth. Topped with pincers and oddly headless, the front of the leurcher alone was enough to make Lily’s stomach turn. As it scented her, gill-like protrusions down its legs flaring, it flapped its tail, the end of it so weighted down by the pincer adorning it that it struggled to raise it from the mossy ground.

A deep cut ran for half its head and green blood flowed from it. The spider body was 1 meter and a half long and its head made only 30 centimeters of it. She was about to ask if it was him who saved her and her son but stopped seeing that Aldophus was already on the other side of the battle and he had already began a one-sided slaughter on the ironclad spiders.

Now that I've calmed down, my eyes are drawn to the lower part of him. The navel is the dividing point, and there are dark green scales underneath, which are two legs, but very different from the human form, because there are no instruments to determine the basic form, but from the looks of it, resembling the hind limbs of reptiles. "It feels like something is missing," I twirled him in my arms and poked my head out to sweep his back up and down. Not moving is fine. When he moved, the strange feeling was even worse. Strong hind-leg muscles bring speed, but the two legs alone can not maintain a good balance, which from walking with me wobbly can be seen, it seems that something is missing.

The spider was humongous; it was an illusion formed with internal energy. The spider had poisonous fog surrounding it. It was dozens of meters high and had eight legs. Each leg was dozens of meters long. Its back was covered with dark green scales, and the venomous fangs flickered, sending chills down one's spine. As the giant spider appeared, the surroundings' temperature quickly reduced by a few degrees. Everyone could feel the chill. While most were shocked, many disciples were inexplicably excited too.

I said quietly, exiting the room and closing the door. I went straight to the bathroom, removed the pajamas, and looked at myself in the mirror. The main legs were still there but were the size of like a cigarette! The Spider legs protruded from the pubic bone and the back side of the behind, two pairs of legs on each side, that’s 8 legs in total. Think of it like placing a human torso on the camera tripod but with eight legs instead of 3 it was terrifying to see such a figure with that enormous height standing in front of you. It was like Arachne from Greek history.

My jaw felt fused shut. The mass reached my face. I could feel the microscopic prick of their legs against my skin. They didn't bite; they just moved, a relentless, dry carpet of chitin and movement. They flowed over my cheeks, their legs tangling in my eyelashes. And then, they found the opening. My mouth was slightly parted. The spiders began to pour inside.

She is so small that she fit inside it comfortably. She looked at me and smiled. "Hi," she said. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Shhh....you are too loud. There's a weird spider centaur thing walking around. Are you trying to get us killed?" she scolded me. "You saw it?" I asked. "No, but I saw his eyes and his shadow. It was hu...huge," Her voice shook. "That thing has four eyes and eight legs!" She was close enough to see it, but how come it didn't attack her? I wondered. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her out of the tree.