Leggs' story...the beginning.

cwstuff

Hey, just a rough idea I have been kind of bashing around for a while now. What if that spider in our shower wasnt QUITE as natuaral as we thought..

Anyway, its a very rough draft... all criticism/tips welcomed!!:)


The woman felt herself relax as the showers hot water poured down upon her body. She rubbed the shampoo in her hair into a thick lather and bent her neck back far, allowing the water to wash the suds away. She exhaled deeply in the thickening, pleasant mist. It had been a hard day’s work, that was for sure. She was happy to be home at last, some quality time alone with herself and her thoughts was just what the doctor ordered.


Alas, alone she was not


Just above her head, sat a spider called Leggs, and as far as this spider was concerned, he had the best seat in the house.
“This is sick”, the Leggs thought to himself, “I am a sick, disgusting spider...”
He knew if his wife was to catch him spying on the woman again there would be serious trouble. Then again, his wife currently wanted to EAT him.

He couldn’t exactly pinpoint the moment he realised he liked human women, but Leggs reckoned it was sometime in his late teens. From the moment he realised, he became the consummate voyeur, Stowing away in all sorts of women’s garments, bras, skirts, trousers, even hair… God he loved their hair.

It had been a secret he had kept to himself, his guilty shame. It wasn’t something you openly talked about with your friends, much in the same way that we humans wouldn’t openly declare our sexual attraction to spiders, should… said sexual attraction… arise.

He had experimented in the bedroom with his wife of course, but it wasn’t the same. She wasn’t so into it, and besides, you could never adequately hide the legs. There was always that awkward shame after he was finished, that silent moment of female disappointment that is oh so familiar to males of all species. Thankfully she would then try to have him for her post coital snack, which allowed him an excuse to disappear for a few days.

Inevitably these few days would be spent in the shower… simply waiting for his next fix. He swore every time that it would be his last, yet again and again, as soon as he heard the taps running he would guiltily sneak out of the plughole and climb the wall behind the woman, before assuming his usual seat directly above the her as she washed.

As Leggs hung above the woman, watching eagerly, the pleasant aroma of fruity shampoo filled the shower. Legs took a deep breath, savouring the smell. No mistaking it, Herbal essences. Leggs was glad, during his time in the shower he had become quite the shampoo connoisseur. Lately the woman had been going through a rather unsatisfying head and shoulders phase.


As the exotic Herbal essences filled the air, Leggs realised with horrific certainty that he had to touch her hair, all eight legs were shaking as he slowly lowered himself down towards the woman...

Matt Holck

oh dear

I hope he doesn't get caught in the wash

Antilles

Great piece, OP. From the title I am guessing its the start of a series, but it works really well on its own as well!

cwstuff

thanks very much Antilles!!

I think it needs a bit of revision, make it read funnier or something?

Yeah I have a pretty good plan for a series, just dont want to rush into it!