Chapter 4 - Everyone Has Skeletons In Their Closet
May was worried. Jane took her by the hand into her room. The serial killer esque wall looked even creepier now it had more context in May's mind. Loads of bad phone pictures of a distant woman dressed in black. A few blurry photos printed off the blue bordered website, again mostly blurry black figures, some larger and bulkier than others. One caught May's eye. It was blurry, but close up. A large maw open with a big waggling tongue and green drool. looking like whoever took it did not meet a good end. Being devoured by the monster. This was creeping May out.
They stopped halfway down the room. Jane took a step away from the wall. May looked past her to her bed. There was ripped black string stuff all over the bed and on the floor around it. The sheets were also stained black and there was some dried up green patches on the bed.
"Okay, you've dragged me into your creepy Temple to Venom. What the hell is on your bed?" May asked, more creeped out than before.
"Open the wardrobe!" Jane said smiling in a sinister way, undressing May with her eyes.
May turned around and went to open the wardrobe. Jane shuffled. May turned around. Jane was undoing her dressing gown.
"Open it! and don't turn around until I tell you!" Jane said cheekily.
May turned back around. She's just undressing, she's not going to kill me. Not sure which I should be more worried about, she thought.
She opened the wardrobe. A sea of black was hanging up above her. Clear Buckets of Black Paint were on the left and right, the one on the right had a smaller pot of white paint on top. There were several pairs of different length black leather boots. The clothes were longer on the right than on the left. May pushed the clothes from left to right so she could see the first hanging item.
Hanging up was a small cheap black tank top, stuck to the front was a crude white spider symbol maybe made out of paper. May pulled the next item across, it was a tee shirt with a sewn on spider symbol. Slightly better done. The next top had a more angry looking spider, like spiderman's but bigger. The next item was a pair of black leggings a similar texture to the top, they had quite a blatant rip in the crotch. The next was a microfibre top, stretchy and long sleeved. Another pair of leggings. The next item was an impressively small leotard that looked like it would never fit Jane, the crotch was a button open but had been taped over with duct tape seemingly to make it stay closed. Another pair of leggings, a couple more tops and leggings.
The spider symbols were getting more defined, each one larger and more monstrous than the last. Something about this evolution of fetishware was poking May in the brain in just the right place. It was still freaky, the way Jane had become such a fangirl all of a sudden. And in a handful of months she had been through several drafts of this fascination to look like the woman. May was scared to keep looking at the next piece of clothing, but she sort of couldn't stop herself. She had to keep going.
She pulled across the next Item. It was the first long item. One of the long sleeved spandex tops had been sown to a pair of wet look leggings, they shimmered as she pulled them across, the spider on this top went all the way round to the back and had been sown on with a white wet look material. A spandex catsuit was next, followed by another. Then a thick wet look leotard and thick wet look leggings combo.
The last two were more intriguing to May. A medium weight latex catsuit, with included feet and gloves. The white spider was very intricately drawn. Obviously done by a professional, as far as she knew Jane couldnt make a latex catsuit. It was a beautiful piece. May might have run her hands on it a bit longer than she should have.
She got to the last item.
May's Jaw dropped open. She picked up the last thing in the wardrobe. Running her hands over the spider symbol. It was a smaller latex leotard. This spider was more friendly. The body went all the way down to the crotch making it white between the wearer's legs. The legs of the spider went up and over the shoulders, just like Spidergirl's. She ran her hand down the legs, over the body. The pattern was raised and very sexy. Her hand carried on the the crotch end of the leotard where the latex got even thicker, as she ran her hand down some of it moved more than the rest, she realised there was a slit in the crotch. May inhaled at the thought of the item on her, the tightness, the access, the smell! She had a thing for tight clothing, enjoying it far more than she should, but unlike jane she never had the money for proper latex, she stuck with spandex, especially as she used to rip or tear her own catsuits weekly. May found herself spending too much time feeling the material at the crotch of the leotard.
"I thought you would like that one" Jane said in deep a sultry voice.
May turned around. As she did she noticed Jane's dressing gown and slippers neatly piled next to the bed. Her eyes carried on round the room till she found jane. May dropped the leotard.
"WHAT THE FUCK JANE!?" May exclaimed, not believing her eyes.