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Woman: Swift Creek Photos
Spider: Creative Commons: Olaf Leillinger

Like every other day that ended up with her in a strange form from whenever the strange curse hit until sundown, this one began normally. Stefan left for work with his research and his teaching; Chloe did the work every working farm (even an acreage hobby farm had far too much work every day) needed to have done. Chloe didn’t mind. She’d grown up on a farm with far more animals to tend than the half dozen they had.

Around about noon, Chloe decided to go back to the house to fix lunch. As she was entering the house, she was confronted by a huge spider. She wasn’t afraid of spiders, of course. They were just another creature and a useful one - killing mosquitoes and other noxious insects. She encouraged the creature out of her kitchen by simply capturing it in a cup and releasing it outside.

About half an hour after lunch, she felt the strangely cold wind again. ‘Again?’ she thought in exasperation. Then resignedly ‘I wonder what it will be this time?’

The unwelcome process started with her legs shrinking while her buttocks swelled. This became a blotchy white and hardened. This had the unwanted side-effect of leaving poor Chloe stuck on her belly in the kitchen. The hardening started to spread, slowly creating a yellowish hard shell that covered her up to the base of her neck. It expanded and began to develop a number of bumps on its underside. These soon began to grow out, creating eight jointed legs. Chloe looked at herself in the shiny surface of her dishwasher. She looked just like the spider she’d rescued only a few hours ago. It only took a few minutes to learn to move the spider legs. She was far from co-ordinated but she could get around. She headed for the master bathroom and its huge mirror. She wanted to see everything. On the way, though, her arms began to shrink and become covered by the same chitin. This spread to her hands which darkened and became single hard points.

“Great! I’ve got fangs!” she complained to the walls.

There was a painful feeling in her mouth and she pressed on to the bedroom to see what had happened. Not only had her arms become spider fangs; she sported the most amazingly long pair of pointed fangs in her mouth. She threw herself on the bed and began to cry. Why was this happening to her? That’s where Stefan found her when he returned that evening.

“Oh My God!” was all he could think to say.

Fortunately, by 9PM, the unwelcome changes had reversed themselves. Neither Chloe nor Stefan had any idea as to what was causing the changes and there just didn’t seem to be anyone they could consult to find out.

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