Honestly i'm just imagining chubby nerd drider, comfy on a web hammock, glasses glowing from the screen light, chubby belly straining against web strands like fat thighs in fishnets
No doubt some blimp up so much their swollen abdomens get too big for any of their legs to touch the ground if they tried to walk, so they're just permanently confined to their webbing
Lolth priestesses showing their slaves the temple's drider pit: See what will become of you if you defy us, scum. Attract the spider queen's ire...and be horrifically transformed!
Me: yeah, scary, is that real surface world butter melted over those steaks?
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[muffled pleading from the boy she has trapped in webs]
"...surfing along..."
[pleading increases, boy attempts to roll out of web]
"...the world wide web~"
Driders kept by Lolth temples as examples of Her cruelty be eating good.
Gotta get that good good spider milk.
Me: yeah, scary, is that real surface world butter melted over those steaks?
Priestess: Um...yes. It is a twisted fate
To say nothing of the wobble of her spider abdomen, all big and round.
"Not *all* can witness Lathander's morning glow, so you should check your privilege"