Spider Love Bite

Maxine was beautiful, lovely, smart, fair, two faced, a back stabber, a cheat, a liar, a whore and a user. Whatever she wanted she got immediately. She had an overweening ego and was proud of it.

One of her favorite victims to torture was a freshman called Agnes May Altman. It was considered normal behavior for juniors and seniors to torture 'fresh meat', as they called them.

Agnes was not the loviest of lovelies. But her inner beauty held all the treasures a soul could ever want. And her virginal beauty emitted a sort of presence about her.

Maxine, despite her beauty, was jealous of that because it was considered laughable, even to the popular folk to call Maxine a virgin, considering her reputation with cheating with her best friend's boyfriends. If it wasn't for Maxine she would be treated humanely. But since Maxine was so popular Agnes would never be free from her severe acts of verbal sadisim.

Poor agnes was walking down the hall one day when Maxine pulled a strand of her hair out of her scalp. Agnes cried in pain and when the hall monitor asked what had happened Agnes never revealed what Maxine had done to her.

As a new school year rolls into place, Agnes is now a sophmore and Maxine is a senior but that doesn't stop Maxine from torturing Agnes. But Agnes had changed physically over the summer. She was now sixteen and had a curvier body, fuller cheeks, and her long dull hair shined with raidence.

Without meaning to her beauty was beginning to surpass Maxine. Since this was Maxine's last year in high school she wasn't going to have none of that. She was going to run for prom queen this year and wasn't going to be sullied by a mere sophmore.

So later that day she waited in the hall where Agnes usually passed to go to her next class. As soon as Agnes turns into the hallway Maxine sets her foot out and trips Agnes. She falls and her face hits the floor. Agnes screamed in pain and Maxine laughed in return. She wanted to ruin Agnes and had succeeded.

But Agnes wasn't thinking of that. But anger towards Maxine burned in her eyes. Agnes was such a sight.

Maxine shrinks back with fear at the way Agnes stares at her. "You'll get yours Maxine Evans! You will get yours! May the heavens and the deep abyssmal pits of hell be the witnesses of that today! I hope everyone will see the ugliness and wickedness of what you truly are inside! You may hide it behind that pretty face of yours but it won't last forever. Curse you Maxine! I hope your undeserved beauty withers and dies so that the rotting carcass that you really are will be exposed for all to see!" With that Agnes turns on her heel and walks into the ladies room.

Maxine shrugs and smiles at what she did to Agnes. "Freak." Maxine whispers to herself.

Later that night while she is asleep a tiny spider crawls up to the apple of her cheek and sits there. It stays there for many hours until Maxine brushes it off in her sleep. The next morning in the mirror she sees a little red pimple on her cheek. She is outraged and puts a little astringent on it so that it wouldn't spread.

Her day at school was fine but when she got home the little red spot had darkened to a deep blood red. Later that night she washed her face twice and put more astringent on it and then went to bed. The next morning she awoke to find that the spot was getting bigger. This time her friends had really noticed and this concerned Maxine.

Agnes in the other hand was lucky. All she had was a bruised nose and a split lip. But people were beginning to talk to her. Maxine was beginning to wonder. Later that night she went to her mother and asked her it it would have been wise to pop the pimple to get it over with but her mother advied her against it saying that it was too risky and that popping a pimple could cause brusing of the skin and scarring. So to bed she went.

As time went on Agnes Had healed and her beauty was restored. All of Maxine's friends began to talk to her. But despite it all Maxine was still herself. She still never tried to impress andybody and her pimple was now the size of a thumb imprint. No one would talk to Maxine bacause of it. And also because they feared that it could blow at anytime.

Maxine was miserable and was now suspicious of Agnes. Through it all Maxine never changed and continued to call Agnes names whenever she saw her in the hallway. But Agnes acted as if she didn't hear or see her.

Maxine felt as if she were a has been. She couldn't cope with that and began to lose her patience. She runs to the girls bathroom and screams at the mirrors when she sees the oversized zit on her face. "What did I do to deserve this? I did nothing! NOTHING!! NOTHING!!" Maxine screamed so loud that the pimple bursts.

At first she was relived but then she noticed little creatures crawling out of her pus and skin. They were tiny baby spiders. Thousands of them crawling all over her face. She bats them away from her face and a group of girls walked in on her. They saw her face and screamed then ran out of the bathroom. Just then she sees two feet in the the bathroom stall.

Agnes makes her way out of the stall and sees Maxine's face. There's no sign of fear etched anywhere on her face. "I told you that you were going to get yours Maxine. I just never thought it would be that bad." Agnes smiles and says: "Oh and before I forget, that's just the first batch of them."

The Backseat Murderer

A lady leaves a grocery store with a bag and places it in the passenger seat of her car with her purse. She starts the car up, and begins her journey home. On the way over, she notices that she is low on fuel, so she decides to stop at the only gas station between a long deserted road-and her house.

As she approaches the gas station, it begins to pour rain and she hopes the attendant is there to pump the gas for her. She pulls up and honks her horn. They guy, hearing the horn, stands up and leaves the warmth of the gas station to go and pump the gas. She watched him as he approached the car and felt uneasy being there alone with him, hoping he would just hurry up so she could leave.

He taps on her window which made her jump from her thoughts and reluctantly she cracked her window open, just barely, to ask him what he wanted.

"How much, lady?" He asked.

"Oh! Sorry, fill her up please. She answered in a shaken voice.

Feeling silly now, she took a deep breath and decided she watched too many movies. She dug in her purse, and pulled out her credit card, and waited for him to finish.

When he was done, she saw through her rear-view mirror how he seemed to pause, and look into her car. This made her feel uneasy again, and then he came around and asked for payment. She again cracked open her window and handed him the card.

She watched as he slowly walked towards the inside of the gas station, and pick up the phone while he checked her card. Moments later, he returned, and told her that the credit card company wanted to speak with her. Now, at this point, she was willing to just drive off and handle the consequences later with her Husband by her side, but the guy kept insisting it would only take a moment.

She got out of the car, and entered the office and picked up the phone to see it was dead...

"Lady, I brought you in here for there's a man in the back seat of your car with a knife-I saw him while pumping the gas."

Thinking he must be insane, she pushed him aside and ran for her car. She glanced behind her to see him running after her with a bat, she screamed and pressed her foot down on the gas pedal upon entering the car. She could still hear him screaming at her as she raced off.

"What a lunatic!" She thought to herself, "He probably wanted to kill me or something, I'll tell my Husband and he'll handle this situation once he finds out!"

Just then, a truck sped up behind her, blasting it's horn.

"What does this guy want?" She wondered.

"I am definitely NOT stopping on this deserted road!"

She looked in the rear-view mirror and noticed it was the same gas attendant, which only made her drive faster.

He sped up behind her and bumped her from behind until he ran her of the road...

"Lady! Get out of the car-NOW!" He screamed.

Just then, police cars pulled up, and she ran from the car up to them..

"This guy is crazy!" She screamed at them. "He just ran me off the road!"

"And thank goodness he did, lady." They answered back.

With a puzzled look, she glanced at where her car was, and two police officers were dragging the killer from the back seat of the car.

"If that guy would've had the chance, he would've killed you. Lucky for you, this gas attendant saw him and quickly called us from the station."

She was ever grateful to him, and gave her apologies to them all.

The Hook

One night, a couple are traveling on the road. As they are listening to the radio, when breaking news comes on. A patient from the local madhouse has escaped. The couple become filled with fear, so they decide to get to their house as soon as possible.

Unfortunatly, the car is almost out of gas. So they drive under a large oak tree, and they run out of gas. There is a sound in the bushes, and the guy decides to check it out. Before he leaves, he tells the girl to not leave, and three knocks will let her know that that's him. So he leaves.

Time passes, and the girl becomes worried. But she hears three knocks and becomes relieved, but the knocking continues. She becomes terrified, and crawls to the back of the seat, and stays there until morning. She wakes up to see the police opening the door.

They guide her out and walk her away from the car, and warn her not to look behind her. But she could not restrain her curiosity and looks behing her. She falls to the ground crying. Her boyfriend is hanging from the tree, and slashed from his neck to his groin. The continous knocking was his feet tapping the roof of the car.

The Choking Doberman

A woman in Phoenix, Arizona came home one day to find her dog, a large Doberman pinscher, lying on the floor choking. She rushed the dog to the vet for examination and was told to go home, that she would be called later to pick the dog up. While she was home, she got a call from the vet.

"Get out of the house now!!" the vet said frantically. The woman hesitated, to which the vet responded, "Just call the police and get out of the house. I'll explain as soon as possible."

So she called and ran out of the house to wait for the police. Shortly after, the police arrived with the vet. "We found two human fingers in your dog's throat, ma'am," the vet said. "We think there might be someone in your house."

So the police searched the house and sure enough, they found a man lying the closet, unconscious. He was missing two of his fingers.

The Elaborate Suicide Attempt

After his business failed and his wife left, a man decided to kill himself, but he wanted to be sure that eh wouldn't botch the operation. After some thought, he decided that hanging would be the bet method. He found a tree with a stout limb reaching out over the edge of a cliff 50 feet above the sea and chose his spot for the suicide.

Although he was eager to leave this world, he did not want to feel any pain. So he collected a few dozen sleeping pills. Of course, sleeping pills don't work immediately, and the man had read terrible stories of people who had taken half an hour to die at the end of a rope. He decided to shoot himself, too - jest to be on the safe side.

On the day he decided would be his last day, the man took the rope, the sleeping pills and the gun to the cliff. He swallowed the sleeping pills. He tied the rope to the branch and slipped the noose around his neck. He put the gun to his head and as he steeped off the edge of the cliff, he fired.

But the sudden drop threw off the man's aim. The bullet missed him completely and cut through the rope instead. The man plunged into the sea where he swallowed so much sea water that he vomited up the sleeping pills.

He swam ashore and resolved not to attempt suicide again.

Skin-so-tight

A woman who had been overweight all her life resolved one New Year's Eve that she would lose 100 pounds by the next New Year's Eve. Her friends thought that was too ambitious a goal, but the woman was determined. She checked herself into a weight-loss spa and began a six-month regimen of exercise and carefully prepared low-fat meals. By the end of the six months, she had lost 50 pounds. The woman was jubilant, but it was not enough. She had set 100 pounds as her goal.

She left the spa, returned to New York City and hired a chef to ensure that she ate properly and personal trainer to design an effective exercise program for her. In the remaining six months she succeeded in shedding another 50 pounds, but when she looked in the mirror, the woman was not pleased by what she saw. After being overweight for so many years, her skin was stretched and flabby. So she sought out the best plastic surgeon in New York.

"Tightening the skin to your new body is a simple procedure" the surgeon assured her. "You'll be pleased with the results."

After surgery the woman was indeed delighted by what she saw. Her skin clung to her new lean and firm body as if she had exercised all her life. But even thin people experience setbacks. The woman's boyfriend left her for a 20 year old underwear model. She made risky investments and lost a fortune, which forced her to sell her home in the Hamptons.

In her depression she turned to the one thing that always consoled her. Food. For several weeks it seemed that she did nothing but eat. The woman's skin stretched itself to the limit trying to accommodate the new weight, but the plastic surgery had left no place for those fresh deposits of fat to go. One night, as she was working on her third pint of Heath Bar Crunch ice cream, the woman exploded.

When she failed to appear at her office for several days, concerned friends went to her apartments. They convinced the building's doorman to open the apartment for them. They found the woman's ruptured body in the kitchen, where the walls and floor were spattered with bits of Heath Bar Crunch.

The Enormous Bouffant

The bouffant was the most popular hairstyle in the mid-1960's. Some girls prided themselves on their ability to tease their hair and stiffen it with hairspray into a very high bouffant. One woman at a college in Mississippi had a bouffant that was almost two feet high. To keep it intact, she slept sitting upright in bed and wrapped it in  plastic before she stepped into the shower. Her hair was washed only once a month when she went to the beauty shop.

One warm spring day, just after she had returned from an appointment with her stylist, the girl decided to take a walk in her college's botanical garden. As she passed under a flowering dogwood tree, her  bouffant caught a spider web hanging from the branches. The woman never noticed.

Three weeks later, while she was sitting in class, she felt something warm and wet trickling down her forehead. A passerby hurried to her assistance, but the woman was unconscious. By the time the paramedics arrived, a pool of blood hand collected around the woman's head and her bouffant was matted with blood. A physician and two nurses met the ambulance in the emergency room entrance. "What have you got?" the doctor asked. "Its a head wound. But we can't find the source."

"Lets get her into Trauma One. And cut off that hair!" With the first snip of the scissors, a massive nest of spiders spilled out of the bouffant. It was pandemonium in the trauma room as the spiders leapt onto the doctors and nurses, swarmed over the woman's body and scurried across the floor.

Later, after the orderlies and hospital maintenance crew had the spider infestation under control, the trauma crew returned to examine the corpse. They cut off the rest of the bouffant and scraped away the spiders' nest. Underneath it was a hold the size of a dime where the spiders had eaten through the woman's skull and into her brain.

VARIATIONS: In some versions, the young woman becomes mysteriously ill and take the doctors some time to determine the cause of her malady. Once the bouffant went out of style, the subject of the story became a middle-aged woman with no fashion sense. In some versions, the protagonist is a young man with long unkempt hair.