Hello everybody, my name is Barbara. I am a fully grown, American white woman and I am married to my husband, David, who is a man. He is a man. However he has certain attributes that are without a doubt spiderlike. That is to say, relating to or resembling a member of the class Arachnida.
“Hello, David.” I said to my husband, David, one day several years ago. “What are you up to?”
“I’m just injecting this small rodent with a special toxin I secrete in order to paralyse its movement and make it easier for myself to digest.” David had replied.
When I looked more closely at his hands I noticed that that indeed was what he was doing. He was holding a wild squirrel by the scruff of the neck and injecting something into its thigh by means of a needle and syringe.
“Would you like a cup of tea or coffee with that?” I’d asked.
“No.” David my husband had replied.
The first time my husband David and I had made love, he had asked me;
“When I fuck you, you’re going to try and eat me afterwards, aren’t you?”
I had laughed because I knew he knew that I was a vegetarian.
Yet, despite this, after he climaxed inside of me, he shot from the bed on all fours and hid in the corner of the cupboard until I fell asleep.
“David, I think I’m pregnant.” I said to him last week. “We have to go to the hospital to check everything is ok.”
“Of course.” Replied David, my spiderlike husband.
“Does that hurt at all?” The midwife had asked me at the hospital as she gently pressed on my distended belly.
“Not at all.” I answered.
“That’s good. I’m going to perform an ultrasound now. You might feel a slight chill, but let me know if there’s any other discomfort.”
“I will do that.”
The midwife squeezed some jelly on my belly as David and I looked on. She applied the sensor, and the device immediately began to buzz. We looked between her and the screen.
Her face had become confused, perhaps a little frightened.
“What is that?” She had slowly asked.
I will always remember what had happened next as it was the first time I’d ever seen David strike another woman. He smacked her hard in the face and she collapsed on the floor.
David proceeded to pull down his pants and began to defecate on her unconscious body. He shat out what appeared to be an impossibly long piece of shit. As it reached the ground it curled up like regular rope. He kept pulling and shitting the rope from his anus and simultaneously began to ravel it around the unlucky midwife, tying her up in knots.
“We should go now.” He’d said when he’d finished.
Since the incident we haven’t gone back home and are now driving to a location that David won’t reveal to me. Life on the road isn’t too bad, except for the endless infestations of money spiders there are in the car and how they seem to love crawling up the inside of my skirt and around my crotch.