Just a bit of fun a bit serious maybe don't expect updates.
Sally the slut, it was her name ever since Billy Thomson was overheard bragging to his friends about a blowjob in the school toilets back when she was 13 and it had stuck.
Sally didn't mind it by the time she was 17 she liked a bit columbian, some shots and a whole lot of cock in her. So when a kinda cute, kinda hot, kinda sexy, hysterically funny but not funny-looking guy offered her a line at a popular club who was she to refuse?
The guy was fuzzy but she could distinctly remember his alcohol laced breath and bloodshot eyes, oh and his stamina. She was amazed he hadn't broke her back.
9 months later little percy was born, bright green eyes and a tuft of dark hair, looking pudgy and cute.
Life was alright for percy, his mother went out most Saturdays and came back more often than not with a drunk but horny bloke and had her arse pounded like a black man's bongo drum. Her cunt might have been like a badly wrapped kebab but her arsehole was still moderately tight.
The moans and grunts could be heard from his room but little percy didn't mind. Little percy was very rarely sober, downing alcohol like a sailor.
Why didn't anyone report this? The fucking mist and also because its a plot device stupid.
Still despite this Sally was an okay mother. he had clothes, food, didnt live under the stairs and most definitely didn't get abused by some fat guy called gabe.
At the usual age percy started going to school, a ham sandwich and a bottle of scotch in hand. Swaying gently with every step he'd often hiccup every now and then and be forced to answer a question
It was on one fine Tuesday morning, a bullied 7 year old percy lay on the floor his nose bust and Jeffery jefferson standing above him laughing his arse off in an obnoxious manner. "hahaha! You smell like daddy when he gets in from work and starts hitting mommy! You're such a loser!" percy glared up in anger his eyes flashing purple before Jeremy Jeremyson fell over screaming and clawing at his eyes "blaghahahahaha make it stoppppppp! I won't go to room 16!" percy's stood - his eyes still glowing before replying. "you will!" (ten years later Jack Jackson would scream out "you're already therrrreeeee before continuing to bang his head against the wall in Newyork asylum.) percy could not repeat the process again until much later in his life.
It was at 9 years old percy encountered his first ever monster and boy was it a doozy! She was called dinky and was an empousa, it was at this point he ran into a goat-guy a blond haired know-it-all, a wannabe goth and a slim shady Justin beiber looking fucker that this story really begins...