One of my webbing snaps and my 2000 pound temple of a body falls and crushes a cop car. “Heh, did I land on your car cops? Oops.” I chuckle at my own sarcastic remark. “Oh, sup. Yeah, it’s the spider heroine of anarchy in the flesh.” I get up easily, my super strength keeping me dexterous despite my size. My neck is a blob of fat, my belly extends out 6 feet in front of me and is just as wide. It partially covers my legs which are wide as bookshelves with my belly forcing a wide gait as I waddle with speed, my butt is like two beach balls rubbing against each other similar to my bust. I pick my shark like teeth with a smile. Yep. Being a hero rocked.