He felt a second tug. And a third. And a fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth… Everyone was pulling on the web strings at the same time!
“Stop! Stop!” he cried in pain, as his legs were stretched thinner and thinner. But no one could hear him.

Finally, the web strings could hold no longer. They snapped one by one. Anansi rolled into the river to soothe his painful legs. But his legs would not return to their normal shape.
And he was too embarrassed to go to any of his friends and share their food that day.