Gwen into the ENFverse
Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2024 5:55 am
After watching the new Spiderverse movie today I was inspired to write this very short but fun story about an embarrassed Gwen look-a-like. Enjoy!
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Being a blue eyed, blonde, athletic girl named Gwen was only a coincidence for young Gwen Smith. Her uncanny resemblance to the famous comic book character "Spider-Gwen" wasn't lost on her. In fact the teen girl was going to be cosplaying her doppelganger at her schools costume day.
Gwen ordered her costume from a sketchy Chinese site, but hey it had fast shipping and the costume was only $13.
She had been practicing her flips and web-slinging techniques for weeks, perfecting her moves, hoping that she could win best costume. The day finally arrived, and Gwen couldn't wait to show off her Spider-Gwen suit to the entire school.
As she tried on the costume for the first time, she realized that the cheap Chinese suit was not designed with modern teenage girls in mind. The fabric was tight and stretchy, hugging her curves in all the right places, but it also left very little to the imagination. The top had a cheap built-in bra, so she didn't wear one and when she bounced around in her room, she could feel her nipples poking through the thin material.
Gwen sighed, knowing that she had no choice but to wear it. Her parents had already left for work, and she didn't want to miss the costume contest. She grabbed her bag, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and headed out the door.
As she walked down the hallways, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious about the way the suit clung to her body. Every time she moved, the fabric stretched in ways it shouldn't, revealing more of her curves. She tried to act confident, but she could feel the blush creeping up on her cheeks. The male students were practically falling out of their lockers, tripping over their own feet as they stared at her. It was unnerving, to say the least.
Three classes passed and it was finally time for the costume contest assembly.
Finally, she made it to the gymnasium where the costume contest was being held. Gwen put on her mask and tugged on the snug suit, adjusting herself one last time. The place was packed with excited students, all dressed up in their finest. Gwen took a deep breath and made her way to the front of the stage. As she struck her best Spider-Gwen pose, the crowd went wild. With a grin beneathe her mask, she began to show off her moves, flipping and spinning across the stage like a pro.
The crowd ate it up, cheering her on with every twist and turn. She could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she performed, almost as if she were really Spider-Gwen, fighting crime and saving lives. Her moves were fluid and graceful, and she could tell that she was going to win.
Just as she was about to finish her routine, disaster struck. As she spun around one last time, the cheap Chinese fabric gave way, ripping clean down the middle. The sound of fabric tearing filled the gymnasium, and the audience gasped in unison.
Gwen's heart stopped as she felt the two halves of her suit snap flying into the first row, revealing her body to the shocked and astonished crowd. She was now standing on stage topless, wearing only a tiny pink thong, a Spider-Gwen mask and her sneakers.
The initial shock wore off, and the crowd erupted into a cacophony of laughter. Some people cheered her on, finding the situation hilarious, while others pointed and made lewd jokes. Gwen couldn't help but feel mortified. Her eyes darted around the room, trying to find a way to cover herself up. But there was no escape. The entire school seemed to be staring at her exposed chest and the thin strip of fabric that barely covered her bottom.
Her pale, young body was on display for all to see. Her tiny breasts, barely budding, stood erect, and Gwen's bubble-gum pink nipples tingled from the cold air and the attention they were receiving. Some boys focused on her smooth, toned bare stomach, and the small curve of her lower back leading down to her perfect, round behind. While most hyper focused on her petite pink nipples. The crowd's laughter seemed to echo off her skin, making her feel even more raw and naked.
Gwen's heart pounded in her chest as she jumped off the stage and ran through the auditorium, the crowd parting like the Red Sea as she made her way to the exit. She could feel tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, both from embarrassment and anger. How could her stupid costume have ripped like that? She should have known better than to trust those cheap Chinese knock-offs.
Outside the auditorium, the hallways were mostly empty, but that didn't stop the few straggling students from doing double-takes as they caught sight of her. Gwen's butt cheeks and other soft part of her skinny body, jiggled as she sprinted down the hall, her shoulders hunched forward in a futile attempt to cover her tiny chest. Her legs felt like jelly beneath her, and she was terrified that she was going to trip and fall flat on her face.
Finally, she made it to the girls' locker room, slamming the heavy metal door behind her. She threw her mask off, tossing it into a nearby trash can. She was now standing there in just her shoes and thong, her body flushed with embarrassment.
Gwen hurried over to her locker and pulled out her gym uniform. She quickly changed into the baggy t-shirt and shorts, grateful for the added layer of fabric. As she pulled down her shirt, she glanced around the room, wondering if anyone had seen her run in here.
Her heart rate slowly returned to normal as she took a deep breath, trying to calm down. She knew she'd have to face the music eventually, but for now, she just wanted to disappear. Gwen snuck out of school through the back of the locker room and ran to her house, avoiding all eye contact on the 6 block jog home.
Finally, she arrived at her house, panting heavily from the exertion. As she crept through the front door, she could hear her mom's voice coming from the living room. It sounded like she was on the phone with the school principal. Great, Gwen thought miserably. "This day just keeps getting better and better". She snuck up to her bedroom and locked the door behind her. Gwen then put on her head-phones and dove under her blanket, the music blaring in her ears as her right hand wandered into her gym shorts. She replayed her streak still fresh in her mind remembering the faces of the boys she knew got a good look at her body.
Gwen's mom knocked on the door, she could barely hear it, nonetheless Gwen screamed "Go Away Mom!!!!"
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Being a blue eyed, blonde, athletic girl named Gwen was only a coincidence for young Gwen Smith. Her uncanny resemblance to the famous comic book character "Spider-Gwen" wasn't lost on her. In fact the teen girl was going to be cosplaying her doppelganger at her schools costume day.
Gwen ordered her costume from a sketchy Chinese site, but hey it had fast shipping and the costume was only $13.
She had been practicing her flips and web-slinging techniques for weeks, perfecting her moves, hoping that she could win best costume. The day finally arrived, and Gwen couldn't wait to show off her Spider-Gwen suit to the entire school.
As she tried on the costume for the first time, she realized that the cheap Chinese suit was not designed with modern teenage girls in mind. The fabric was tight and stretchy, hugging her curves in all the right places, but it also left very little to the imagination. The top had a cheap built-in bra, so she didn't wear one and when she bounced around in her room, she could feel her nipples poking through the thin material.
Gwen sighed, knowing that she had no choice but to wear it. Her parents had already left for work, and she didn't want to miss the costume contest. She grabbed her bag, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and headed out the door.
As she walked down the hallways, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious about the way the suit clung to her body. Every time she moved, the fabric stretched in ways it shouldn't, revealing more of her curves. She tried to act confident, but she could feel the blush creeping up on her cheeks. The male students were practically falling out of their lockers, tripping over their own feet as they stared at her. It was unnerving, to say the least.
Three classes passed and it was finally time for the costume contest assembly.
Finally, she made it to the gymnasium where the costume contest was being held. Gwen put on her mask and tugged on the snug suit, adjusting herself one last time. The place was packed with excited students, all dressed up in their finest. Gwen took a deep breath and made her way to the front of the stage. As she struck her best Spider-Gwen pose, the crowd went wild. With a grin beneathe her mask, she began to show off her moves, flipping and spinning across the stage like a pro.
The crowd ate it up, cheering her on with every twist and turn. She could feel the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she performed, almost as if she were really Spider-Gwen, fighting crime and saving lives. Her moves were fluid and graceful, and she could tell that she was going to win.
Just as she was about to finish her routine, disaster struck. As she spun around one last time, the cheap Chinese fabric gave way, ripping clean down the middle. The sound of fabric tearing filled the gymnasium, and the audience gasped in unison.
Gwen's heart stopped as she felt the two halves of her suit snap flying into the first row, revealing her body to the shocked and astonished crowd. She was now standing on stage topless, wearing only a tiny pink thong, a Spider-Gwen mask and her sneakers.
The initial shock wore off, and the crowd erupted into a cacophony of laughter. Some people cheered her on, finding the situation hilarious, while others pointed and made lewd jokes. Gwen couldn't help but feel mortified. Her eyes darted around the room, trying to find a way to cover herself up. But there was no escape. The entire school seemed to be staring at her exposed chest and the thin strip of fabric that barely covered her bottom.
Her pale, young body was on display for all to see. Her tiny breasts, barely budding, stood erect, and Gwen's bubble-gum pink nipples tingled from the cold air and the attention they were receiving. Some boys focused on her smooth, toned bare stomach, and the small curve of her lower back leading down to her perfect, round behind. While most hyper focused on her petite pink nipples. The crowd's laughter seemed to echo off her skin, making her feel even more raw and naked.
Gwen's heart pounded in her chest as she jumped off the stage and ran through the auditorium, the crowd parting like the Red Sea as she made her way to the exit. She could feel tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, both from embarrassment and anger. How could her stupid costume have ripped like that? She should have known better than to trust those cheap Chinese knock-offs.
Outside the auditorium, the hallways were mostly empty, but that didn't stop the few straggling students from doing double-takes as they caught sight of her. Gwen's butt cheeks and other soft part of her skinny body, jiggled as she sprinted down the hall, her shoulders hunched forward in a futile attempt to cover her tiny chest. Her legs felt like jelly beneath her, and she was terrified that she was going to trip and fall flat on her face.
Finally, she made it to the girls' locker room, slamming the heavy metal door behind her. She threw her mask off, tossing it into a nearby trash can. She was now standing there in just her shoes and thong, her body flushed with embarrassment.
Gwen hurried over to her locker and pulled out her gym uniform. She quickly changed into the baggy t-shirt and shorts, grateful for the added layer of fabric. As she pulled down her shirt, she glanced around the room, wondering if anyone had seen her run in here.
Her heart rate slowly returned to normal as she took a deep breath, trying to calm down. She knew she'd have to face the music eventually, but for now, she just wanted to disappear. Gwen snuck out of school through the back of the locker room and ran to her house, avoiding all eye contact on the 6 block jog home.
Finally, she arrived at her house, panting heavily from the exertion. As she crept through the front door, she could hear her mom's voice coming from the living room. It sounded like she was on the phone with the school principal. Great, Gwen thought miserably. "This day just keeps getting better and better". She snuck up to her bedroom and locked the door behind her. Gwen then put on her head-phones and dove under her blanket, the music blaring in her ears as her right hand wandered into her gym shorts. She replayed her streak still fresh in her mind remembering the faces of the boys she knew got a good look at her body.
Gwen's mom knocked on the door, she could barely hear it, nonetheless Gwen screamed "Go Away Mom!!!!"