(continued from Danielle's Story - Chapter 2...)

Back at her apartment, Danielle took a long shower, still smiling about the evening's events. She was also smiling about the idea of having the next two days off, plus the weekend, so it would be four days away from the office. It was plenty of time to watch some Netflix and relax.
She spent the whole next day in bed, watching TV. She didn't even look at her phone which was full of messages from the team and her friends checking in on her after her night of slime. Apparently they were getting a ton of positive feedback and traffic because of it.
On Friday she actually ran a few errands and when she got back home there was a package on her doorstep. It didn't have a return address but it was most definitely addressed to her. She took it inside and set it on the kitchen table with her purse, trying to remember if she had recently ordered something. She couldn't think of any late night impulse buys so there was only one way to find out what it was...When she opened up the box, she discovered a gift wrapped box inside with a note attached. The note read: "I thought you would enjoy this. Have fun! From your Secret Admirer..."
Danielle laughed out loud when she finished reading the note. She hadn't had a secret admirer since junior high and that was just a kid named Billy trying to get her to kiss him...she didn't, his gifts were pretty lame...She tried to think about who this mystery person could possibly be but really had no good leads to go off of. She decided it was probably one of her friends just messing with her, since she had made it a point not to date anyone from her hometown. She tore off the wrapping paper, revealing a clear plastic box that held a bunch of tiny, lime green pebble looking things. The box had a few stickers on it. One read, "Green Slime Starter Kit." Another read, "Mess to You's, your messy supply headquarters." This had to be a joke. There was another sticker on the back with a set of instructions to make a quick slime and a website to go to for more info. Someone must have seen the video of her form the other night and decided to be funny with her. This had to be a prank.
She opened up her laptop and typed in the web address expecting it to come up with site not found or a site with funny, embarrassing pictures of herself. Instead, it was an actual website, with lots of items for sale and how-to videos. She saw all sorts of different slime kits for sale, tarps, and various contraptions that looked like they would be used to dump slime on a person. She had never seen anything like this. After a few moments of looking at the home page of the site she clicked on the link that was associated with the kit she had received. It opened up to a video of a young woman mixing up a batch of the slime using these little pebbles. She had a big 5 gallon bucket, mixing the kit with hot water and some other substances before finally ending up with a giant bucket of green slime, very similar to what Danielle remembered from Nickelodeon. Danielle was about to stop the video, since the woman was done, when the video switched to a shot of the woman sitting in a chair. It didn't take Danielle long to figure out what was about to happen, as the entire contents of that bucket were emptied out over the woman and her once yellow dress. As she watched the slime flow over the woman, Danielle wondered if that was what she looked like the other night. She could see the slime slide under the woman's dress and eventually down her legs from underneath her dress. Danielle realized that she was smiling while this was going on.
She got up from the table, shut the laptop, and went to look for a bucket. She had nowhere to go, nothing to do, and why the hell not? Clearly, someone had wanted her to do this, so she would do it. Danielle was only able to find a one gallon bucket and was relieved to see that was the size needed to do the quick mix recipe on the box. She set the bucket on the counter and went to work, mixing up the slime just as the woman had done in the video. And a few moments later, she had her very own bucket of slime. The entire time she was laughing at herself for doing this. It was pretty ridiculous. She carried the bucket, filled to the rim with slime, into the bathroom and set it in the tub. She went back into the kitchen and grabbed her phone. If one of her friends had sent this to her, she would prove she was game, by having a video of her using it. Then she would force them to let her pour a bucket over them. After a few minutes of moving the phone to set up the right angle, she finally had everything in place.
"My clothes!" She realized she needed to change and not ruin the outfit she had on. She spent the next 15 minutes looking through her closet trying to find something old that she wouldn't miss. She had a few options but eventually decided on wearing one of her favorite bikinis. She figured those were made to get wet, so she could just rinse off in the shower with it on, and leave nothing to worry about. She slipped it on and headed back to the bathroom. Before she got into the tub, she took a quick look into the mirror. The bikini top she had chosen did a great job of showcasing her very large breasts and she had a few second thoughts about wearing it for the video before eventually deciding that it was ok since most of her friends had seen her in that bikini before.
As she sat down on the stool she had placed in the tub, she began to giggle again, thinking how hard it was to believe she was doing this. She leaned over and hit the record video button on her phone and sat back up to talk to the camera. "So...Mr. or I guess Mrs. Secret Admirer, I believe this is what you were looking for when you sent this package to me. Let's see how this goes...But know you'll be getting yours too..."
Danielle reached down and grabbed the sides of the bucket. She lifted it up over her head and slowly poured out the contents over her head. She could feel it splashing a little bit and thought she should have worked on the consistency of it a bit longer but it was too late for that. She looked up directly into the flow, letting it come down over her face and stream down over her bikini top and breasts. She blinked her eyes a few times when it was done and she could see some still stuck to the sides of the bucket so she took one hand and scraped it out, smearing the slime onto her legs. She set the bucket down and for the first time looked over at her phone. Her head was completely covered, as was most of her body. She hadn't expected that much coverage with a one gallon bucket, but she really had no experience to know other than what had happened the other night. "There you go! I did it to myself and you're next, my Secret Admirer!"
She was going to reach over and stop her phone from recording but her hands were covered so she just let it keep going as she slid the glass door closed and turned on the shower. She rinsed out all of the slime from her body and used the shower hand attachment to clean off everywhere within the shower that had been splattered. Her bathing suit came off but after a few rinses it looked as good as new. Once done, she opened up the door, forgetting that the camera was still recording and dried herself off before realizing that everything was still being captured. She quickly hit the stop button and made a mental note to go back and edit some of that video out, if not all of it.
Later that night she watched the video on her phone, laughing at herself the entire time. She was disappointed in how watery the slime was. It looked like she got covered in a green soup. It wasn't really like the slime she had experienced a couple of nights before. She had her laptop next to the bed so she clicked back on the website where the slime came from. She watched the young woman mix the slime again to see what she might have done wrong. And there it was, she added too much water and mixed it entirely too much. She got up from the bed, walked back into the bathroom, where the bucket was still sitting on the floor, grabbed the slime mix out from under the sink and went to the kitchen to try her hand at a second batch, at 9pm on a Friday night...
Danielle made sure not to add too much water this time and just did a little bit of mixing just to dissolve the pebbles. She pulled the whisk from the bucket and strands of the slime still stuck to the mixing tool. This should be better she thought to herself. She carried the bucket back into the bathroom and put the bikini back on that she had worn earlier as it was just hanging in the shower drying. She set her phone back up and eventually was ready to go. "So...Mr. or Mrs. Secret Admirer, I believe this is what you were wanting when you sent me that package. I look forward to doing the same to you..."
She lifted the bucket up over her head and began to pour it out. The stream was significantly slower this time as the slime was extremely thick. A giant glob of the green slime landed on top of her head and she looked up to see what else was coming down when an even bigger blob landed right in her face as she looked up. She realized immediately that the slime was way too thick but there was nothing she could do at this point, so she just let it plop down onto her. The next big blob landed directly at the top of her breasts and almost pushed her bikini top down. When the plops stopped coming down, she sat the bucket in her lap and started scooping it out in big handfuls, rubbing it onto her arms and legs. With the final scoop, she put the blob into both of her hands and ran her hands back through her long blonde hair over her head. She laughed at how ridiculous this was.
Danielle looked over at her phone to see that indeed there was a lot less coverage but she had done a pretty good job of smearing it all over. She knew what she had to do so she turned on the shower and rinsed off. She didn't even take the bikini off when she was done as she wrapped a towel around her so as not to drip all over the floor and headed back out to the kitchen with the bucket and slime mix. There were probably two more scoops of the mix left so she was running out of opportunities to get it right. She started the mix again, making sure to add not too much water, but enough to keep it moving. She did her test with the whisk again, and determined that it looked like it was supposed to. She grabbed a glass out of her cabinet and scooped some slime out of the bucket with it. She poured it back into the bucket and liked what she saw. "Third time's a charm, just like Goldilocks."
Danielle headed back into the bathroom, fixed up her hair a little bit because she didn't want this mystery person to know she had done this three times trying to get it right. The phone was already in place, so she sat down on the little stool and began her little speech again. "So...Mr. or maybe even Mrs. Secret Admirer, I believe this is what you were looking for when you sent this to me. I bet you didn't think I would actually do it, but I'm game. Are you? I look forward to seeing you take this on as well, whoever you are." She picked up the bucket and poured it out over her head. This time the stream felt right to her. It wasn't soupy and it wasn't just blob after blob. It was sticky and slimy, and it covered her hair very quickly. She looked up directly into the oncoming stream and felt her face being covered as the slime flowed down over her eyes and nose, down her chin, and onto her very large breasts. When the stream stopped she reached up with one hand and scraped out the remaining slime, but this time, without thinking, she ran her hand with the slime over her bikini top. She actually didn't realize she had done that until she watched the video later that night. She ran her hands through her hair and all over her body before looking back at the camera. "Next time it's you, my Secret Admirer."
And with that she decided it was time to really clean up. She took a long shower, cleaning up all of the slime remnants in her shower at the same time. She toweled herself off, stopped her phone from recording and walked back into her bedroom, laughing at herself again. She must be losing her mind. But she had to admit it was a pretty fun way to be pranked. She couldn't wait to find out who was responsible.