Muffet, finding that she wasn't much for conversation right now, would just grab another doughnut in front of herself as she couldn't help but smile. She really did have everything in the palm of her hands at this point. The state she was in was really just her thrall to spread more of her own idea on how things should be run around her. Better rates for herself, lower prices on baking supplies, building materials, and even just land rights. Everything was starting to cave in, slowly whittling away before it was just a mere "state sponsored" business that was in everything that anyone could ever reach themselves into. Woodworking? Well why don't you buy some wood from Muffet's forestry logging industry? With the best wood around, why would you wanna go anywhere else? With prices THIS low?! You'd be mad to go anywhere else!
Want to try baking? Why even try when Muffet already offers everything at such a lower rate, with better taste, quality and even options available, you'd fine yourself rather joining HER workforce, than every trying it yourself!
Fast food was already being revolutionized by Muffet, stores were becoming just one mass of a shop, offering whatever you want, whenever you wanted, however you wanted. Ruddy fry cooks and top tier chefs alike working together under the same roof, letting anyone experience the joy of having prime Wagyu to the freshest picked strawberries you'd ever had.
Or want to have your own dresses or make your own, why stop at anywhere else than Muffet's own clothing store? With spider silk so strong, woven into everything that you could ever think of! Dresses, belts, straps, bras, panties, anything one could wear, Muffet offered in multiple sizes, shapes, and colors!
And then with the spider silk, military sponsorships were already rolling in for stronger materials to get themselves into, and from there it was already sealed. Muffet was able to get everything rolling, finding that with the trust and adoration of the military, they were already begging and on their knees for her to just take herself to be part of it all under secret back end deals. All while the rest of the world watched and trembled, finding that Muffet was consolidating power at an alarming rate, especially as the people who enjoyed her products were only getting...bigger. It wasn't surprising, given where Muffet was located. Where it all had started...
But, it...didn't boil over, she didn't seemingly use her newfound power to...trample over the competition, to bring people to their knees and then some. All she really did, was watch what was going on, and keep on bringing on more and more of herself, stuffing her face. It seemed that she had found some newfound appreciation for it all, somehow...
And as things continued, Muffet only continued to grow, how could she not? Her waistline was something she found pride in, letting it spill out across the floor as her spiders worked diligently to string her up off of the floor. She really only was dropped down as they needed to repair broken strings, reweb the whole thing, and make it better. She did humerously say that they might as well put a pair of shoes on herself, but due to how...much she desired and how much she liked getting what she want. They just...did that, without much consideration to the fact she COULDN'T EVEN WADDLE ANYMORE. She didn't mind though, just gleefully went on eating more of her doughnuts in the meanwhile. Knowing that would just mean that she would probably have to wait longer, just to have things more webbed up, then would mean eating more doughnuts, then more webbing.
The scientists were working to figure out something to fix this conundrum. And then afterwards, they were just going to be developing a much more... enjoyable fryer oil. One that could be drank right from the fryer! Sold at the end of day to help finish unsold inventory in a bundle.
Muffet took a doughnut
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