>>102588071You got Charlotte, she's been eating bugs and insects and shit all her life and she's starting to get bigger and fatter. Maybe about the size of your hand by now. But she can't get much bigger than that because of the utterly massive amount of bugs that would take.
Maybe she was just eating the bugs to round herself out, preparing to have kids, nothing too big. Now imagine, having a diet of nothing but bugs all her life, you give her a milkshake. She has never tasted anything like this in her whole life. It's like an electroshock to her brain of deliciousness. She wants more. She NEEDS more.
She starts packing on the pounds like crazy, her little body can't even begin to process all that sugar, it's like crack to her. Charlotte may have wanted to put on a few ounces at first, but now she can't help herself, can't stop herself.
You have to buy industrial sized drums of the stuff to satisfy her. As long as she has a tube in her mouth pumping gallons of the fattening liquid in her grumbling, bloated belly she's happy.
Charlotte won't even notice if you go around back to see that ultra-thick, wide, obese thorax of hers, looking quite inviting now that she's the size of a cow. You can "milk" her for her webbing, since she's big enough now that you could make clothes from her silk. All she cares about is her milkshakes though. She is a farm animal at this point. Charlotte's so obsessed with guzzling the sugary drink she doesn't even talk anymore, despite Wilbur's pleas for her to stop. 
