Sheik could barely make out the sensation of his lower body expanding and transforming through the haze of soothing heat that guided his changes. While he gained the thorax of a spider, Sheik felt his torso thinning out, felt the muscles he'd spent seven

Sheik could barely make out the sensation of his lower body expanding and transforming through the haze of soothing heat that guided his changes. While he gained the thorax of a spider, Sheik felt his torso thinning out, felt the muscles he'd spent seven years building fade away into feminine skin and soft curves. His skin-tight leotard strained as weight built up in his chest, breasts expanding out far enough that Sheik was afraid the Sheikah fabric would rip. He could feel his hair elongating, and his face was changing as well. When the changes finally seemed to stop, Link ripped the webbing aside and presented Sheik with a full-body mirror.

Reflected back to Sheik was the form of an elegantly beautiful female drider. The spidery-half of her body displayed the white mark of the Skulltula against the black chitin, and her breasts were just as large as Link's, if not larger. There was something regal in her face, a sign of authority and might that made Sheik think she was a queen. Her long, silky white hair framed that face well, and it only when Sheik opened his mouth did he see that fangs that hid inside.