[Fiction] The Village

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Part 1

Adam was a boy and Eve was a girl. According to various sources, these were the first two people. Like, ever. The first boy, the first girl. But this story focuses on not the first, not the second, but, well, a few boys and a few girls later. Skip ahead from that heavenly garden some 2010 years and we’re about right. Enter Brunshaw, take the third exit at the central roundabout, head onwards for 3 miles, via left and take the third sharp exit on the right hand side, nudge left, continue onwards, follow the sexy satnav lady’s voice, turn into Moonshine Crescent and follow the road ahead.

24, 26, 28, 30. You have reached your destination. 30 Moonshine Crescent. Beyond the front door and the bricks which surrounded it to act as a safe and supportive living environment (more commonly referred to as a house), lived three people. Mrs Milligan, Mr Milligan and their daughter, Isabella. Isabella Milligan. Now, I’ve introduced the family but I’ll only describe one of the three residents to you because two of the family will conveniently exit the story to compliment the narrative and plot development.

Isabella Milligan, but Bella for short. Or Bells. Jingle, at Christmas. I digress. Stood upright, she was taller than her mum, who was quite short, really then rendering Bella average height. Jet black hair fell from the heavens above, straight down passing her hazel eyes, each one holding the power of a thousand diamonds. If only she had that in bank notes and coins. The girl was 17 years old, just turned, her birthday a month ago on 18th June. Unluckily for her, this unfortunate date made her the youngest in her year at college, but she didn’t mind. She was able to be that little bit more cheeky and she often took advantage.

Her mainstream personality – and, by that, I mean she was just like most of the other girls in college; charming, occasionally loud, fun... you get the idea – held a few quirks. One being her unique over-use of the word “rawr”. In fact, it might as well have been her name. Every piece of paper, whether it be scrap or for the most formal exam or interview in the world, would have a doodle monster on it with the word “rawr” in a comic speech bubble. It made her cute, somehow. She also had a habit of using other such words like “smush” and “snuggle”. You know the ones. Really, at heart, she was just a big softie, and she loved it.

Highlights of her divine figure included the perfectly-tanned legs and the set of perks she kept close to her chest. Two small perks of perfect size, self-admittedly her best features. Some of the guys might’ve argued, indeed claiming her “yum bum” to be crowned as her Number One, but we all know girls are always right and she was more than happy to put the gawpers in their places. ‘Course, though, she never refrained from the odd tease here and there.

[BettyBoop]

I'm glad you've finally posted, and though I've already read it I'll say again it's brilliant, I adore the way the write and I do hope you continue.
I'm also glad that you used my name, of course

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Part 2

“I can’t believe –”

“Oh, just do it!”

Bella was stark raving naked. No, hold on. Lemme do that again.

* * *

“I can’t believe –”

“Just do it already!”

Bella was naked. As naked as a human devoid of any clothes. Her friend, Kate, wasn’t. Kate, the “fit brunette with Bella”, as she was often named, was chilling with Bella for the night whilst her parents were out and the two had ended up playing a round of Truth or Dare. As you do. Kate had just admitted to having prodded another girl’s vagina before and now it was Bella’s turn; a dare, she’d just picked and a dare she’d just been given. The dare in question required Bella to visit every room with a window, turn on the light and bare all to the world. Not that anyone would be watching at 10:30pm really. Well, except nerdy Garfield who lived over the road, owner of binoculars and every spot cream currently available in Boots.

“If you don’t do it shortly –”

“Fine!”

Off she went, strutting her stuff around her house and flashing to the moon and its friends. As she reached the first window, the double-glazed-for-only-£49.95 one in her parents’ room, she hesitated and sighed. She questioned her sigh, actually. Part of her was nervous, part shy, but part excited. She reached out her hand, drew back the curtain’s edge and shifted it to one side. Hello, world. Her eyes darted down the front street, one way and then the other, at light-speed. She sighed in relief. Most curtains were closed, most lights were off, the street was dead to the world. Even Garfield’s curtains were closed. This immediately helped settle her a little, knowing that half of the amount of windows she’d yet to visit were pretty safe. And then she’d be fine anyway because there were just miles of fields to the back of her house, meaning nobody would see her.

And true enough, nobody caught her. In fact, she got so caught up in the entertaining moments, Kate had to call her back, wondering where the hell she’d got to.

“Thought you’d gone for a walk down the road,” she laughed.

“Ha! You wish.”

Kate winked.

“No!” Bella growled, firm to the end.

After what appeared to be a moment of awkwardness, they both broke into laughter. They both knew it was just a bit of silly fun and they trusted each other with their lives. Unless Kate was driving. Mental driver. Unsafe on the road. You only have to ask that poor squirrel off Clough Road. But that’s another story. (“The Spin-Off Adventures of Quirrel the Squirrel” coming soon to a ... no.) Seriously though, they were completely fine. Comfortable as ever and so Bella took the pleasure of daring Kate the very same dare.

However, this time, it appeared somebody had been watching and had tipped our Garfield off. He was there, at his window, Action Man binoculars in one hand and (probably) Vaseline in the other. Dirty weirdo. But Kate didn’t care. Loads of lads had seen her breasts at parties and she almost died of laughter at the idea of teasing Garfield, knowing full-well he’d never even get close to a real pair of perks.
Over the road, one of Garfield’s zits exploded with frustration.

As midnight rolled round, the girls settled down and got ready for bed. Pink pajamas, fluffy white slippers, mobile phones at the ready and the most cuddlesome pillows in the world. Perfecto. Being ever-so-slightly hyperactive females of a young age, they decided to text a few of the lads. Kate more-so than Bella, but she joined in regardless for a giggle. Flirty, dirty texts were sent and replies were waited for. Five minutes passed and finally, two texts arrived; one to Kate, one to Bella.

Bella opened hers.

From Dave. Quite clearly drunk, as half the text appeared to be absent.

“shw me ur tits lol snd us a picc!!xx”

Yeahhhh. Bella smirked and threw her phone to Kate.

“Dare ya!”

Bella glared, a look stiffened upon her face which abruptly said “NO”. Kate could hardly confine her giggles. She then threw her phone over to Bella.

“cme dwn townn nd il do u sxc xx!”

Bella gritted her teeth, barely containing her amusement before bursting after quite a good solid 20 seconds. A few more cheeky texts were exchanged before Bella glanced over to her bedside table, drew her eyes upon the 01:03am and dozed off to sleep, snoring rather loudly.

* * *

Bella jolted up.

“UH, WHAT?!”

Kate had just thrown a small hardback book at her.

“You were snoring,” she said, turning to face her friend.

“Look, Kate, it’s my house, alright! I’ll snore if I want to,” came the reply. And, with a final “goodnight”, the two girls nodded off into the night.

[May]

I LOVE your style of writing! It's very entertaining and holds my interest quite well. I really hope you finish this!

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by BettyBoop

I'm glad you've finally posted, and though I've already read it I'll say again it's brilliant, I adore the way the write and I do hope you continue.

Originally Posted by May

I LOVE your style of writing! It's very entertaining and holds my interest quite well. I really hope you finish this!

Thankyou both kindly. I do actually plan to finish this one. It's going to be a relatively small story but there's a lot planned to happen in it. I've got a narrative outline so I should be able to come back and finish this if I'm ever lacking.

I hope it continues to interest and entertain

[OoOoOo]

I love this story so far, please finish this one.

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Originally Posted by OoOoOo

I love this story so far, please finish this one.

Glad you like it ^_^

And I will do

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Part 4

Next morning arrived and there was still no sign of her parents. Deciding she’d best make sure they were still alive, she rang her mum. Sure enough, they’d gone away for a bit without telling her. Or, as Mrs Milligan put it, they’d gone away for a while and had forgotten to tell their own daughter!

But Bella didn’t mind. She preferred time alone and a free house was always nice. Peace and quiet, no rules to bind her and free reign to be had. Five days, she had left to herself, Bella. Up until the end of Sunday. But due to work, she really only had three days, up until the end of Friday. But still. Better than nothing. Unfortunately though, as mentioned previous, all Bella’s friends were on their jolly holidays, leaving her with nobody. Apart from Elmer Fudd over the road there.

Meanwhile, Porkers over the road... no, wait, I should explain. Elmer Fudd? Porkers? Garfield? Yes, Garfield.

Garfield, 17, lived over the road, directly across from Bella, at 34 Moonshine Crescent, with his older brother, Gremfield. Gremfield was 19 and had moved out, away from his parents, and Garfield had tagged along due to not getting along. His parents were nowhere to be seen, ever. It was always Garfield and Gremfield, or just Garfield. Weirdly, Gremfield was rather cool. He wasn’t the best looking guy around but he was one hell of an improvement on Garfield. Bella had a crush on Gremfield, despite his unusual name and wacko-jacko younger brother. But I digress.

Garfield was like a cross between Elmer Fudd and Porky Pig, with his endless quest to get everything he wanted and failing, carrying his voice impediment, his stutter, with him. You used to feel sorry for the guy but, now, as he’d gotten older, you had to laugh at him. He did himself no favours, often stalking girls and going out of his way to cause trouble. It was part of the reason Kate didn’t mind flashing her jubblies at him the other night – he deserved it. He would “accidentally” grope breasts as he passed girls, sneering to himself and happily shove his hands down his pants as he walked by. Complete loser and, to be brutally honest, a complete freakshow.

Add to that some greasy ginger noodle hair and you’ve got him in a bundle. Nothing against gingers, really, but this guy was a stereotypical ginger freak. However, he often never cared much for his appearance and attitude as, really, all he cared about were himself, his grades at college and his ability to have a laugh at other people’s expense. Cunt.

So there you go, a detailed description of our Garfield. (And yes, that’s his real name.)

* * *

Porkers, then, over the road was just waking up as his Bart Simpson alarm alerted him to the fact that it was 11:05am and happily invited him to “eat his shorts”. Half-heartedly smacking the yellow rebel, Garfield continued to roll over and once again began snoring. However, he was interrupted by Gremfield just moments later.

SPLASH!

(This time, there’s a genuine reason for onomatopoeia.)

Gremfield had just dumped a jug of freezing cold water all over Garfield’s freckle-forest face. Never one to miss a good prank, Gremfield began snorting to himself as Garfield jetted up out of bed, totally forgetting his lack of clothing and therefore exposing his entire body to his brother. This only made Gremfield laugh even more, as Garfield snatched the nearest material for cover.

“You absolute –”

“Yeah but it was fuckin’ hilarious bruv’!”

Drip.

Gremfield collected himself and stopped laughing.

“I’m going away for the week, see,” Gremfield began. Small droplets of water rolled down Garfield’s face. “And you aint coming, so you’ll look after this place, right?”

Garfield submissively nodded, not bothering to open his mouth to give a verbal reply.

Drip.

Gremfield looked over to Garfield’s bed and smirked.

“Wet the bed again?” Gremfield sniggered to himself, as he patted Garfield’s head and walked out of the room.

Drip.

[May]

*Gasp* I do have a cat!

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Part 5

Both neighbours stood, Wednesday morning, alone in their houses and their faces dropped. Absolute boredom, yet free reign. Just nothing to do. Bella’s friends were away, Garfield’s non-existent.

Bella headed to her room, her decision being to have a bit of a tidy up. Her room was a disgrace, a bomb site, like a bomb had hit it, because that’s what bomb sites generally are like. She hadn’t cleaned up for days now and her room was starting to feel stuffy. First plan of action was to wrestle her window open. Bloody thing jammed every time. Fresh air, eventually. Then, she began her mission of cleaning up. And by cleaning up, yes, I do mean shoving things in cupboards and squashing things under her bed.

* * *

Not two minutes into her chore, though, Bella came across something. A scrap piece of paper, presented in quite a neat little pink envelope. Quite a neat little pink envelope with Kate’s handwriting scrawled on the front, the word “Bella” written in joint-up lettering and a small heart in the bottom corner. She opened it, wondering what on Earth Kate had done, or written. She unwrapped the folded piece of A5 and read the small black scrawl.

“Thought I’d leave you a dare for when I’m away – keep you from boredom. Bit of a challenge though. I dare you to invite Garf over and play dares. I’ll be asking him when I’m back. Have funnnn. I’ll send a postcard too! Xx”

Immediate refusal. No way. Not a chance. Ever. However, an idea floated around in her mind, an idea she quite fancied. Following in Kate’s footsteps, she decided to have a bit of fun with Garfield and tease him a little. In the comfort of her bedroom, she wriggled free of her jeans and slid her pink t-shirt above her head and lay it on her bed. Just black socks and black underwear remained. Without a moment’s hesitation, she left her domain and headed downstairs and into the living room. Prior to entering, she got on all fours and crawled in, so as not to bare all to the world by the window. Not unlike an extremely sexy ninja, she reached up on to the coffee table and brought the telephone down to her level.

She took a deep breath and then did it. She dialled Garfield’s home number. Three rings in and she heard his groggy, and somewhat squeaky, voice.

“Hello?”

“Hey Garfield,” she teased in her most orgasmic voice. “It’s Bella.”

“Uh?” Garfield grunted. “Whadd’you want?”

Bella slowly stood up, her back facing the window. She knew full-well his main telephone was right by his living room window and after a moment of silence, she heard a bang on the other end of the line. Garfield had dropped the phone as he spotted Bella’s half-naked figure across the road.

Garfield picked the phone up once more but said nothing.

“You alright there?” Bella giggled, quickly spinning on the spot so as to tease Garfield some more.

Garfield’s mouth remained wide open, no words leaving it. Just silence, and amazement. It was rather awkward but Bella just giggled to herself before diving for cover as a lady with a pram walked by. In the rush of momentary urgency, she flung the phone back on the hook and crept back through to the hallway.

For a brief minute, Bella’s thoughts turned to Kate and how impressed she’d be if she were here witnessing current events. However, as her thoughts ended and she began to climb the stairs, there was a knock at the door. Bella through herself up against the wall in shock. Ever so slightly turning her head and peering around the corner, she made out some ginger colour as she squinted through the tinted glass. Now, she had two choices. Ignore him and re-dress, or tease him again for laughs.

But, really, she only had one choice. Because the other would lead to boredom.

She moved back into the hallway and stood upright, facing the front door. Another knock and some movement beyond.

“Bella? Bella?”

“Garfield!” Bella replied, her voice’s volume raised slightly and a second orgasmic tone attached.

Suddenly, the letterbox flap lifted and Bella caught sight of a little stubby finger. Then, two eyes peered in, getting a good look at the girl’s body. Bella played along, even if this was utterly creepy and weird. She twirled again, partly bending over as she did so.

She stopped. Facing the kitchen door, she stopped.

“I’m being a whore,” she thought. “And this is just mean. Wrong. Stupid.”

A dilemma arose. A moral dilemma. She remembered some of Kate’s words – “have fun, you’re young, you only live once, have a laugh, be proud of your bod!”

But then she thought independently. “You’re using your own body against people for your own amusement. It’s unfair. He’s a person, like everyone else. You’re being a slut.”

She swung round swiftly, marched towards the front door and forced the letterbox lid shut, slamming it against Garfield’s fingers, before slumping to the floor.

“No more,” she thought.

[Slenderman - Doctor]

Part 6

Two months later.

Friday 7th September, 2010.

Kate and Bella were still friends but Bella had talked some sense into her friend, making her calm down with the flirty and slapping some sensible back into her. They still had a laugh but, instead of flashing her perks to the lads on a night out, Kate would now just wink at them whilst making rude gestures. Well, it was some improvement.

And Garfield was still Garfield. Though, admittedly, he had cleaned himself up a bit and was looking a little respectable these days.

* * *

Bella was in bed. She’d gotten the weekend off work and had plans to go to the nearby village of Crushby to the old bookshop. She hadn’t read a new book in ages, so she decided to chill out for the weekend, book in one hand and coffee in the other.

However, it wasn’t plain sailing.

Kate went along with her, her, too, deciding she wanted a book to read. But mainly she just wanted to keep Bella company and that was fair enough.

They reached their stop and shifted off the bus, dodging the homeless bearded men on the left and the four prams on the right. It was a wonder the bus was light enough to still roll along the road. But anyway. They headed off the bus and diverted themselves down the main market street.

At the edge of the old cobbled road, it stood high and proud. Ye Olde Bookshop. It was one of the oldest buildings around and was jam-pack full of books of all genres, lengths and kinds. At three levels high, it was the perfect location for a few dares. Or, at least, that’s what tickled Kate’s thoughts.

Since the planning of this trip a week or so back, she knew exactly how it would pan out. Reverting back to her old ways, she was going to persuade Bella to have some fun with her. But this time, it would just be the two of them. No Garfield, no boys, nobody else in sight.

Unknown to Bella, Kate had visited the bookshop two days previous, noting down all hiding places and trawling through for ideas and various plans. And her head was bursting with ideas and surprises.

* * *

The small bell gave a little jingle as the door creaked open and the girls entered through the small archway in the corridor. As they entered, a polite little old lady welcomed them with an endearing smile.

“Is there anything in particular that you young ladies are looking for?”

“Just having a nosey really,” came their reply as they gestured towards the fiction section on the floor above.

“Okie dokie girls. Well I’ll be down here if you need any assistance, or Hubert’s around somewhere – he’s my husband – if you want any help.”

“Thankyou very much,” Kate replied, gently shuffling past the old wooden counter.

The floorboards sunk gently as the girls squeezed through the tight walkways in the bookshop. As they reached the fiction section, they turned to face one another.

“Up for a dare?” Kate asked, rather calmly.

“Not this again,” Bella sighed. “I knew I should’ve come on my own.”

“Aw, but Bella,” she continued, creating puppy dog eyes. “It’s just fun. There’s just us two and that old lady in here.”

“And Humbert!”

“Hubert,” Kate corrected her.

Bella gave the sort of look which is best described in symbol form as ¬_¬

“I just want a book,” she replied, nudging past Kate to begin her browsing. As she reached up to a high shelf, Kate leant over and snapped her bra open instantly through her top. Plenty of practise. And just the perfect move to get Bella in the mood. Instead of having a go at Kate or slapping her one, Bella remained in her stance, reached out, her bra slowly slipping from her body under her clothes. Her nipples began to harden and her excitement built as it slipped further and further from her breasts. As Kate wondered what Bella was upto, Bella inched forward the gentlest touch more and her t-shirt opened just enough so that her bra would fall through the opening at her waistline.

“Bella,” whispered Kate. “Your bra has fallen off.”

Bella whispered back.

“I know.”

Pulling the old dust-covered book from the shelf, Bella positioned herself so she was eye-level with Kate.

“Let’s do it!”

They both knew what one another was thinking and this slightly boring trip out to a bookshop would soon take a brilliant diversion into an adventure with one hell of a kinky twist.

[BettyBoop]

I'm loving this book store scenario, this bit reminds me of me and my friends, carry on

[Slenderman - Doctor]

As you wish, Bella.

Part 7

Kate dug her hand down the back of a shelf and deposited the white bra securely lodged between Alice in Wonderland and Beatrix Potter.

As she watched, Bella’s nipples solidified and created two small tents in her t-shirt. Now, if only they’d had a glass of water handy. But, alas, all they had were books, books and more books. They stood still for a moment, listening out for footsteps. They heard the old lady downstairs trundling around with what sounded like a book trolley and they figured the clatter from upstairs was being made by a stumbling Hubert. Nobody was on the second level. And safe with that knowledge in mind, Kate decided to match Bella’s current state in terms of clothing.

With another swift click, her bra unfastened and slipped from beneath her orange jumper. Being a little cheekier, she lifted her jumper slightly as the bra fell to the floor by her ankles. Due to hers being a delicious apple red, she decided to leave it in better view than the white behind the bookcase. She tapped it with her foot and kicked it so it was faintly visible under the lowest shelf.

“Let’s just hope nobody wants a copy of A Christmas Carol,” she giggled, proudly high-fiving Bella’s hand.

In the back of her mind, Bella was slightly disappointed in herself but, in reality, right this second, she was having a brilliant time. And she hadn’t really done anything yet! However, the thought of doing more kinky dares with Kate turned her on massively and promptly followed Kate who was already headed down the aisle.

Next turn for the removal procedure was their socks. Starting out relatively easy and working their way up the risk scale. Now crowded by archives of poetry collections, the girls flicked their shoes off and took it in turns to remove one another’s socks. They were sat on the floor with a few books open, just in case little old Doris or Hubert were to walk by. Fortunately, they didn’t. They left all four cute socks atop an old rugged wobbly shelf and repackaged their bare feet in their shoes. Kate’s rubbed a little, but it was all part of the experience.

As they climbed the wooden ladder upto the third and highest level of the shop, they heard a familiar jingle as it became apparent more customers were entering. Bella quickly caught sight of them at the window so at least they knew who they were up against. It was a woman with a pram. God only knows how she planned to wheel that through the tiny avenues but it at least implied she’d be remaining on the ground floor.

As they clambered into the attic-like level, they spotted a grizzly bloke in the corner with a squeaky trolley. Maybe grizzly is the wrong word. Picture him like Santa. But older. And slimmer. And without the red jacket. An epic white beard, a charming smile (just like his wife’s) and an elderly hunchback, with a delightful soothing voice to boot.

“Oh, hello there young ladies. I’m Hubert. If you want anything, give me a call. Well, give me two actually. Going a little deaf in my old age, heh,” he said, continuing on his quest to re-order the books to his left. The girls nodded in courtesy and headed towards the far wall of the room.

The corridors seemed endless, and the towering books gave the illusion that the building went on forever. And, surprisingly, they stumbled across a small hatchway door which probably led to some form of loft. The maze of books was never-ending and this floor was certainly the best for what Kate had in mind. She repeated earlier actions and dusted a small area away for the girls to park their backsides once more. When comfortable, Kate informed Bella of her previous visit and pointed out what looked like a secret hide-out. To their left and straight down the corridor, where the wall seemed to end, there was, in fact, a small wooden board notched to the right.

She hadn’t entered the hidden doorway prior to today so Kate suggested they go to investigate whilst it was quiet. They figured most people were out enjoying the sunshine and browsing the local market stalls, so they took to their feet and headed north. And, sure enough, there was an old rotting board hinged up to the corner. Bella knelt down and inched forwards, using both hands to knock the board away to one side. Kate, who sat patiently behind, struggled to resist the urge to spank Bella’s perfectly round bottom but, as Bella announced her success, Kate moved away and joined Bella by her side.

Suddenly, they heard the screech of a wheel spin and head their way. They both froze in an instant, eyes wide open, nowhere to go.

“Idea?” Bella asked Kate.

Kate said nothing. She forced Bella to sit down, grabbed the nearest book and pretended to be showing Bella its content. Fortunately, Hubert’s glasses were downstairs, else he would’ve noticed the girls’ unique ability to read Shakespeare upside down.

[May]

Very nice twist I like it