[Fiction] The Velvet Web

[Slenderman - Doctor]

I've yet to write and complete a full getDare story, so here's another attempt. With any luck, this will be seen right through to the end. It isn't going to be the best story on getDare so don't expect it to be fantastic. It's just for a bit of fun and entertainment.

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HIM & HER

Gabriella Milligan, 17

Dazzling shoulder-length brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, the perfect figure, perky breasts and an ass every guy would accidentally trip over to glimpse. She has a name. Gabriella Milligan. But call her Gaby. I do. It’s easier, and she prefers it. Seventeen years of age and just finishing her first year of college, single and intelligent. Proof that it is actually possible to be good-looking and fit. She had a large group of friends and loved her life. However, she wasn’t afraid of shying away for her own private time. (Not in a rude way!) Gaby was just Gaby and that was that.

Tom Sparks, 17

Tom was Tom and that was that. But a bit more about that. Tom Sparks was also seventeen and attended the same college as Gaby. However, he hadn’t spoken to Gaby once since the college year began. They were just in two different groups of friends and had no need to chat. And there was no time for passing comments as the two had lessons at different sides of the building. Tom was your typical teenager. Except for the fact he didn’t like football and hated drinking. So, really, he wasn’t a typical teenager. But, really, he was. Yeah. I’ll leave you, dear reader, to do whatever you want with that description.

MONDAY MORNING

College was over. School was out. Holidays began. Friday, 25th June. But Gaby worked weekends.

College was over. School was out. Holidays began. Monday, 28th June. 7am. Gaby woke up. Her alarm went off and Lady Gaga blared out of the speaker. Awful music, in my opinion, but she liked it. Just like every other single girl in college liked it. It was trendy and fashionable. Or, as I like to call it, a bandwagon. But I’ll stop rambling and get back on track. Half-way through track two, she rolled over to the edge of her comfortable double bed and failed to stop. She rolled out of bed and hit the floor. Facing the ceiling, eyes wide open, she giggled to herself. Not because she’d just hit her head on the floor, no. That would be weird. She was smiling because she’d had a ... well, a dream she liked. I shall say no more. Okay, fine. It involved a guy. (And because this is a story, you can probably guess which guy it was.)

(Ignore the bit in brackets. That’s a red herring. Her dream was actually about the guy from Twilight. You know the one. The other bandwagon.)

Clambering to her feet, she stretched and pulled the pink knickers from between her cheeks. (Not her face cheeks – why would she wear knickers on her head?) Raring to go for her first day off, she headed to the bathroom for a refreshing shower. Now, I’d go into detail about this beautiful girl showering her naked body but, for health and safety reasons, I can’t. I mean, if I’d walked into her bathroom to write down the happenings, I might’ve been distracted and slipped on the floor. That, and she probably would’ve hit me several times before screaming and phoning the police.

Back in her bedroom some twenty minutes later, she dropped her fluffy white towel and examined herself by the mirror. Everything was in perfect working order and condition (God, I make her sound like some sort of robot), so she pressed on to the wardrobe beside her. The clothes for this sunny Monday consisted of a tight red thong, white socks, a red bra, white t-shirt and a knee-length skirt. She headed back to the mirror and reached out to open her window’s blinds. Perfect. Her bra was just about visible through her t-shirt. She wasn’t a slut or anything – she just liked teasing guys. No harm in that.

Her plan for the day was to chill out, sunbathe and go for a walk, maybe. Nothing much. She just decided she deserved a day of doing fuck-all. Good on her. She was right. She did deserve it.

Monday, 28th June. 7am. Tom’s mobile phone alarm buzzed on his bedside table. He grunted and smacked it on to the floor with his hand and turned over.

Monday, 28th June. 8:30am. Tom’s mobile rang and blurted the Star Wars theme tune at maximum volume. It was his mother, ringing from work purposefully to wake him up. And, because his phone was out of his arm’s reaching-capability range, he slumped out of his cosy quilt and cut her off.

He might’ve been lazy but he was good. He wouldn’t go back to bed and his mum knew that, so she refrained from calling again. His penis brushing his legs, his hair scruffed up to high heaven, his eyes groggily half-open, he shuffled himself to the bathroom for a shower. Being a guy, you’d expect him to beat the girl’s time. But it wasn’t to be. Gaby’s shower lasted twenty minutes. Tom’s lasted thirty. Mind you, Tom decided to wake himself up with an extra addition to his shower routine. But I think that’s best left to your imagination.

Half past nine came around and he was dressed, sorted for the day ahead. He, too, had very few plans. In fact, he didn’t have any plans. He was a last-minute kinda guy who just did whatever happened to come up. The sun belting through his window, he made the conscious decision to take his laptop out into his back garden. He wasn’t a geek or a computer freak, but it was his main source of entertainment. And there was one website, in particular, he wanted to log on to. No, not Facebook.

getDare.

[BettyBoop]

I always love how you write, brilliantly and always with added humour, do carry on Sonic.
I quite like it and I'll be reading, though I don't usually read stories.

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by BettyBoop

I always love how you write, brilliantly and always with added humour, do carry on Sonic.
I quite like it

Thanks for a great first comment, Bella!

I felt like the narrator butted in too much here so there's less of him later (but he still interrupts every now and again so don't worry if you're a fan of him xD).

I've got more on the way. The way this is gunna work is I'll probably write a new "chapter" every 2-3 days and then wait 2-3 days before posting, allowing me time to keep writing in advance so I'm able to satisfy your needs for a story.

[Bubblegum]

hehehe... That was the best thing I have ever read. I want you to write a book. That would be so cool, its like someone is there telling you a story that would be great anyway. I love the narrator, is s/he like you?

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by Bubblegum

hehehe... That was the best thing I have ever read. I want you to write a book. That would be so cool, its like someone is there telling you a story that would be great anyway. I love the narrator, is s/he like you?

Thanks for the kind words ^_^

I figured most narrators just do their job and I wanted to add a different edge to my story. So I've made my narrator almost one of the characters. It also works on a metafictional level. Note where he talks about being able to walk into Gaby's bathroom. Depending on how you read and understand the narrator, different people will get different enjoyment out of the story.

In a way, yeah, the narrator is me because I plan to make him subtly sarcastic later on. I like to mock everything and so I'll probably, at some point, mock this very story. Somehow. We'll see how it goes

[Star Shadows]

I love it, It made me giggle lots.
and the narrator rocks

[Slenderman - Doctor]

CALCULATING THE PLAN

9:15am. The sun had hidden itself behind the clouds, allowing for a gentle breeze to sweep the park’s playground. A smile on her face, her hair brushing her face as she ran past the swings, she focused her route to the wooded area of the park. It was rather secluded and covered in with the fully-bloomed trees and plants all around. She looked around in search of a suitable spying spot, a place in which she’d be able to hold a view of the complete woodland area.

But what to do? Merely watch and observe? Have a giggle? Take a photo? No. How about robbing his clothes? Thinking back, she worked out Kate’s intentions. The dare would involve Tom walking away from his clothes for a few minutes and this was her chance. Not having any idea why, she decided that was it. She was going to steal his clothes and head back to a small hiding place. Lodging herself between two bushes and lowering a tree branch above her head, she peered out and waited.

There was no knowledge of whether Tom would even turn up. For all she and Kate knew, he’d do this dare tomorrow and render this entire narrative build-up useless. Luckily, though, he appeared in the gateway to the park a few minutes later.

She took a moment to notice him but, once she fixed upon him, her eyes never diverted. He looked slightly suspicious, dubious, turning around every other second to check his privacy. This was his second outdoor dare but his first beyond the boundaries of his safe back garden. Once he was happy he was alone, he sat on a fallen tree branch and kicked his trainers off.

Gaby stared in amazement. The first day of her summer holiday and she was suddenly spying on a guy stripping off in the middle of a park. If she’d had a touch more room, there’s no doubt her hand would’ve gone for a wander downstairs somewhere. Instead, her hand merely reached inside her bra and pulled out her phone. Millions of thoughts swirled her mind and she just went where the moment took her.

The boy slid his jeans to the ground and released his ankles, rolling his pants up into a small ball. Next, his t-shirt rose from his chest and rested with his jeans. Tom was half-naked, his only protection being his boxers. Gaby kicked and a few leaves rustled. Suddenly, Tom froze and stared, wide-eyed, all around. Two or three extremely long minutes passed before Tom gave himself the all-clear and continued. He wasn’t one to chicken out of dares. Turning around so his backside was facing Gaby, he slowly edged his undies to his knees and then to his ankles. Gaby blushed. She was also shocked for a moment, asking herself whether she ought to be spying or not. But then, he didn’t suspect a thing so there was no harm done. However, her morals didn’t stop her from pressing the camera button on her phone and snapping a cheeky shot (pun intended).

Bending over further to grab his boxers, Gaby caught a glimpse of what she saw to be his balls. Without thinking, she happily licked her bottom lip. She also noticed her downstairs bathroom leaking slightly as she grew ever more excited. The plan was set, the boy was naked and the waiting had paid off. Watching and planning her moves carefully as Tom set off on his little walk deeper into the woodland, Gaby made her move and crept to the white bag a few metres in front of her. For a moment, she wondered whether she should do this or back out, but the devil within her took hold and she snatched the bag.

[Platypus]

i love the narration. keep up the good work.

[Anita Black]

I read your story. However I prefer not to comment.

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by Anita Black

I read your story. However I prefer not to comment.

I love the irony. Thanks for reading though

Originally Posted by Platypus

i love the narration. keep up the good work.

Thankyou ^^

I'll probably post the next part on Thursday or Friday

[Star Shadows]

Yay this is awesome.

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by Star Shadows

Yay this is awesome.

*is glad the Star approves*

[SubliminallyYours]

Brilliant story, the pace and characterisation are perfect!

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by SubliminallyYours

Brilliant story, the pace and characterisation are perfect!

Thankyou. Glad you like it ^^

[Slenderman - Doctor]

HONESTY PREVAILS, ADVENTURE BEGINS

Upon his return, Tom’s face changed with the wind from a daringly happy portrait to a shocked, horrified horror movie. Staring at the spot in which his clothes once lay, he started to panic as he frantically looked around, dashing to the edge of the woodland in the hope of catching the culprit. No such luck. His face started to glow red and his mind started to race (and won the 100m gold medal it was that fast).

Meanwhile, a cheeky devil in the nearby bush was smirking to herself, carefully watching this little lost soul dive around for anything to save him. Nothing. She had a nosy into the bag for a moment before realising her actions and the consequence. Tom was a nice guy. They’d never even spoken before. Yet here she was clutching his clothes in the middle of a park in broad daylight. Him being caught would be horrific and he’d never live the shame down. She suddenly felt cruel and decided to put him out of his misery.

She slowly stood up. If she’d had an arts and crafts bag, she’d have delicately created a little white flag to signal surrender. But, alas, she didn’t. The bag held in one hand, she took to her feet and faced Tom. For a brief moment, he failed to spot her. However, his eyes soon fixed upon this devious girl.

His response was that of some nervous laughter, a touch of anger and the odd tear rolling from his eye. I’d recount the spoken part of this story but it was muffled and full of swear words, so I better not. All you need to know is that Tom was pissed off, but more relieved at this happening. And, sure enough, Gaby felt much happier, calmer in fact. For a moment, she paused. She knew this was what Kate had probably planned and, so far, it’d gone quite well. So far so good.

“Gaby,” he stuttered, quickly whipping his boxers around his waist.

“Hey Tom,” she giggled.

This was their real first conversation of importance and so the atmosphere was quite awkward. Also, do remember they were in the middle of a park in daylight and one of them was stood in his undies. Not exactly the best first date. Well, it might be. Depends how you look at it really. The way Kate looked at it was, well, erected. I mean, erm, yeah. Sorry.

Tom glanced down and realised the display of excitement within his lower regions. Diverting his eyes back to Gaby’s, he swiftly moved a hand to cover his ever-growing ... man-bump.

“Nice –”

“Oi,” he interrupted, half-laughing.

“Look, this wasn’t my idea at all, Tom, I promise. My friend Kate set this up.”
She decided the truth was the best policy.

“Kate who?” Tom demanded.

“Well, put it this way. She said you’d understand better if I told you she was called Mistress K.”

Tom’s eyes widened and his face, once again, dropped.

“getDare?” Tom whispered, looking down for a second.

“That’s the one. This morning, I had no idea such a site existed. Believe me. Then Kate told me all about this dare and how could I resist a sneak peek? And anyway—”

“I’ll kill her!”

“I rather think it for the best if she remains alive and well, to be honest. But seriously. You’re stood there in your undies when you could’ve gotten dressed. Shock, or are you quite comfortable?”

She had a point.

Tom wasted no time in grabbing the clothes from the plastic bag and replacing them back on his body. Gaby released a small, innocent giggle as he bent down to slide the pants around his knees. Oh, how she was tempted to give him a cheeky spank. But she didn’t want to push it, so she stopped herself. A minute later, and Tom was dressed. Apart from the blushing face he held, you’d never think anything dirty had happened. It looked like any ordinary meeting of friends. And this gave Gaby an idea.

“Like doing things in secret, eh, Tom?”

“Honestly? Gives me a buzz,” he replied, casually ruffling his hair back into shape. “Why?”

For a second, Gabriella said nothing. Her eyes gazed into Tom’s and the silence was bliss. However, the next four words pivoted the story in a very new direction.

“Fancy coming to mine?”