女は寝返りを打った。
その白い背中に入れ墨があった。
それは不気味な毒グモのように見えた。
元「
koebu」
makotoさんが演じてくださった!
「note」
イーグルフェロモンさんが熱演! 「note」
yayaさんも共演!
Poison SpiderI carved a tattoo on my lower arm.
Because it was my first time,
I also have scary feelings
I chose a relatively safe place.
It was a flashy color spider tattoo.
It seems to be a poison spider
that inhabits the tropics.
It gets miserable when bitten by this guy.
Three days and three nights,
it is said to die in a crazy phrase.
It's better than a harmless spider.
Thereby to gain prestige.
Most of my colleagues were tattoos.
Lizards, scorpions, snakes and butterflies.
Everyone was cool as it was.
No one was tattooing a spider.
I guess there is no one like spiders.
However, there was no other suitable design.
Motivation to carve was somewhat irresponsible.
I just did not want to be seen lightly from my friends.
I tried various dangerous medicines in some cases.
I think I've also got dangerous eyes.
However, there is still a sweetness in way of life.
I was rushing without knowing any reason.
I got my friends to introduce the sculpture stuff.
He was an old man.
The eyes were dirty with drink.
I did not feel that pain for his technique.
"I put a curse on this."
With cloudy eyes he laughed grimly.
I thought it was just a drunkard's crap.
Even so, this poison spider was eerie.
It feels like this is alive somehow.
It moves slowly over the skin.
It seems as if a genuine poison spider is crawling.
It moved to the shoulder from the lower arm first.
It moved from the shoulder to the chest
and was engraving for a while.
In addition it crawled from the flank to the back
and from the flank of the other side
to the bottom of the umbilicus.
There was a dull feeling on the way.
Eventually it hid behind a pubic bush.
I could not help being caught and painful.
One evening, I embraced a woman who is unknown.
This was my first time to embrace a woman.
Such a thing, absolutely can not tell a friend.
I taught the woman a passage of the tattoo.
She just laughed and did not believe.
But along this path she licked me.
The next morning the pain was gone like a lie.
Immediately beside, the woman was still asleep.
It was still a sleeping face with inheritance.
I thought it might be about my younger sister's age.
"No, no, I will die."
Is it sleeping?
The woman struck with a turn.
There was a tattoo on her white back.
It looked like an eerie poison spider.