'O-ouch! stop struggling, you damned fly!'

as the fly was moving about, it had successfully hit my fangs with its back. 'and venom fang... ill check that out later!' I tried biting the back again, but the wings smacked me in the face, and I flew back a few meters. or centimeters, the size of the thing was very confusing. 'h-holy shit, I could be killed by this fucking fly! but its struggling too much... maybe if I do like the spiders do...? cover it in Goldie? yes! that could work!' I returned to the back of the struggling spider and grabbed its abdomen and head with my two functioning legs. 'hhhhnnnnng, too heavyyyyyyyy!! and its stuck to goldie... I don't have enough arms to lif- oh wait, I do.'

I tried moving the two arms I wasn't supposed to have but to no avail. 'shhhiiiiiiiiiiet, how do I do thisssssss' i flailed my two arms, trying desperately to make my other arms move. 'fuck fuck fuck, ill never do this!' after flailing my arms before a very confused fly, I could sense something. like a tickle, or more like a desperate flail, in my left arm. 'd-did I do it?' I tried moving my second left arm, and the hand part of it wiggled lightly. 'y-YESSSSSSSS' i pumped my arms in victory and returned my attention to the fly. 'he he he, you're next!' I once again grabbed the head and abdomen, and let my left flailing hand move to the Goldie keeping the struggling fly here.

as my hand touched the Goldie, I only had to press it and Goldie let go. it was very hard to move one hand while keeping the other still, but I did it gallantly. soon enough I held a wiggling fly in three of my arms. "bzzzzzt!" it made a buzzing sound in anger, but I ignored it. 'be like the spiders.... like this?' i painstakingly moved my abdomen in a position so that I could angle it at the fly. the fly seemed to notice what I was doing and struggled wildly, I would have dropped it, had I not had a third arm.

I proceeded by spraying Goldie on him. at first, it worked like shit, and nothing really happened. 'but if I spun him... like a pig at a barbecue...' i started to spin him using my hands, lo and behold, he started to get wrapped up. he could hardly struggle, and after a while, he was entirely covered in the golden silk. he could barely even move a finger, and I stuck him to the construction web.

'he he he, ain't so happy now, are ya?' i looked down upon the fly, and approached him yet again, but this time I knew he was toast. 'he he he, -Venom Fang-, I choose you!' i then bit into the fly's belly. where he was the weakest. at first, i had trouble with getting trough the hard shell, but after that it was soft. 'whoa... this tastes like nothing...' i then felt how liquids where leaving my fangs, a really weird feeling. it felt kinda like urinating or spitting. the fly twisted in agony, and the sounds sure didn't make it better. 'ooooohhhh... that seems... painful....' i reapproached the wound on its belly and prepared to take a bite of the fly. 'wait, do i even have a mouth?' it was then that i realized, that spiders don't do that. spiders can chew food, as they don't have digestive systems or teeth. 'w-what do i do... just leaving this here...'

i then bit it again and tried spitting into it again. 'shieeeeeet, what happens now...' as the fly had already died, i had no idea what to do anymore.

'huh? eh, well, the answer is almost always yes, sooooooooo.... yes.' i felt something else leave mt fangs. i had no idea at the time, but these were the so-called enzymes. they would break down the prey into a liquid so that the spider could eat. 'eh, did this really do anything? maybe i should just leave this here, and return later? yea, that's probably what i should do...' i moved back to the middle of the web, and fell asleep.

'zzz zzz'