Disclaimer: Andrew Hussie owns Homestuck, not me. I am merely using the characters for my morbid entertainment and am making no profit from this. However, I do own the plot of this fic.
Summary: It's time to study troll anatomy in class and some of the students decide to use Karkat as their text book. Can the young troll handle the rough treatment?
Notes: High school AU where trolls are coexisting with humans and explicit troll anatomy (a little different than canon). Also, faceless/nameless OCs (because I can't bring myself to write any of the HS characters as rapists).
WARNINGS!: Rape, drug use, self-harm, inter-species intercourse, same gender intercourse, partial mind-break, attempted suicide, troll mpreg
I hope you read the notes and warnings 'cause they're really super duper important! :D
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YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
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A bored sigh escaped the young troll's lips as the teacher droned on about the next unit that they'd be starting on as of Thursday. Troll anatomy. 'Joy to the fucking world'.
When the bell finally rang to signal the end of the hour and the end of the school day, Karkat Vantas slung his bag over his shoulder and made his way to his locker. He couldn't help feeling that he was being watched, but he shook off the notion as he was surrounded by people, some who probably just happened to be taking the same path as he was.
As the week continued, Karkat was growing paranoid. Between every class, every day, sometimes even on his way home, he felt as though he was being watched like a hawk. He couldn't just blame the busy hallways anymore.
Unfortunately for Karkat, he was right. He was being followed. Stalked.
Needless to say, the Cancer didn't want to leave the apartment that he and his brother shared, but it was Saturday and that meant movie and game night with the guys.
"Hey, Kankri," the older troll glanced at his brother at the call of his name, "I'm heading over to John's now. I'll be back tomorrow, as usual." Karkat had no need to inform his brother where he was going anymore, but he felt obligated to. Yeah, Kankri could get on his nerves, but they still cared for each other as brothers should.
The further the young troll got from his home, the more he felt his stomach tie itself in knots. He really needed to learn to listen to his gut.
Karkat only had time to yelp as he was grabbed from behind and a wadded up ball of fabric was shoved in his mouth to keep him quiet. He tried to fight his assailants with his claws, but he was outnumbered and they had the advantage of surprise. It was but a couple of minutes before Karkat was subdued. His arms were then bound behind his back and a blindfold was pulled over his eyes.
Karkat struggled and squirmed as much as he could, but his kidnappers were still able to abduct him without much trouble and the troll swore at himself for being weak, tears of frustration already forming in his covered eyes.
After a fairly long and uncomfortable car ride, Karkat was unloaded on a mat of some sort. Perhaps they were in a shed or some type of storage unit?
"Well, that was easier than I thought it'd be." Karkat could hear the mirth in the voice and growled in the back of his throat. His aggression was rewarded with a heavy foot falling on his gut, winding him. Karkat coughed around the fabric in his mouth and curled into himself.
"Now, now," A different voice chimed, "anger will get you nowhere." Karkat couldn't really care less and growled again in defiance.
"Alright," the first voice spoke, "let's not waste any more time."
At the command, two pairs of hands grabbed Karkat and forced him to uncurl, holding him open. All the while, Karkat growled and attempted to kick his captors, but to no avail.
"So feisty," a third pair of hands made quick work of the troll's shirt by slicing the front open with a blade, presumably a knife. The metal barely touched Karkat's skin, but when it did, it caused goosebumps to raise and an audible hitch of breath.
Karkat heard a noise of curiosity and a hand moved from his leg to his chest.
"No nipples? Well that's strange."
"You moron! Didn't you listen to anything that the teacher was saying?"
'Teacher? So, they're classmates.'
"No?"
"She explained this! There's no need for grubs to nurse, so there's no need for nipples! Same thing for the belly button," Karkat jolted as he was jabbed where a navel would be if he were human, "They're hatched, so it wouldn't make sense for them to have a place for an umbilical chord!"
"Wow, you sound really smart!"
"You're just pathetic!"
Karkat had had enough of this! He wasn't going to be some specimen for these idiots! The Cancer had been laying relatively still, but now that the idiots were distracted, maybe...
With a grunt of effort, Karkat lifted his legs quickly, bringing them down at an even faster pace. He arched his back and as his feet hit the ground, he pulled himself up. He listened to the surprised sounds of his kidnappers and located one right in front of him. With a swift movement, Karkat launched himself forward. He felt a little too satisfied when he felt the top of his head slam against his opponent's chest. With his head still down, Karkat used his tongue and gravity to push the fabric gag out of his mouth.
That was all Karkat could manage. Sure, the blow knocked the one guy back, but there were still two others. The Cancer had no time to struggle as a hand was placed on each of his shoulders and he was thrown back.
"Fuck!" The troll staggered and lost his balance, falling heavily on his back. Pain lanced up his arms from landing on the bound appendages.
"You little shit!"
Karkat cried out as he was kicked in the side. This time, his kidnappers didn't let their guards down. He was pinned and at their mercy now.
"I guess we won't be gentle with you, like we had originally planned." Hands started to undo Karkat's pants and the troll writhed, trying to get away even though he knew that it was useless.
"Stop! Don't fucking touch me!" The protest fell on deaf ears as his pants and boxers were pulled down. They stopped at his ankles because he still had his shoes on. That didn't last long. Within seconds, Karkat was left bare, save for his tattered shirt which hung at his wrists.
Blood rushed to Karkat's face as his captors snickered and laughed.
"Are you sure you're a boy?"
"Of course I'm a fucking boy! Let me go dammit!" Karkat squirmed uncomfortably, feeling all eyes on him.
There was a hum of interest before a hand was placed on one of the troll's grubscars. Karkat had to bite his lip in order to avoid making any noise.
"So, these are those scars from where your little grub legs used to be? Cute." Another hand was placed on the scar opposite to the one that was already being touched. Fingers pressed into the marks and rubbed the scar tissue roughly.
The action elicited a keening noise from the troll and he felt his teeth start to puncture his lip.
"I guess they're pretty sensitive."
"F-fuck you!" The shaky insult was nearly cut off by a cry as blunt nails dug into the scars.
"I'd behave if I were you." The hands moved from Karkat's ribs and he tensed, not wanting to know where they'd land next.
'Not there!' Karkat writhed as fingers rubbed where his horns connected to his scalp. He couldn't stop his body from reacting to the touch. He whined loudly and felt his bulge start to unsheathe itself. 'Fuuuuck! No no no no...!'
By the time those torturous fingers were removed from his head, Karkat was panting and his body was flushed. He hated himself for reacting the way his kidnappers wanted.
"And that's how to turn a troll into putty, apparently." The smirk was evident in the guy's voice.
Karkat attempted to growl, but it came out as a mixture between a keening noise and a whimper. The sound caused the others to laugh.
The laughing died down when was a buzzing noise made it's way through the room.
"It's not my cell."
"Not mine."
"Nope."
Then there was a chuckle.
"It must be Kitkat's!" Karkat growled at the nickname. There was some shuffling and the voice continued. "Oh, hey! It's that nerd, Egbert!"
"No!" Karkat forced down his arousal and growled, beginning to flail in his captors' arms.
"I think we should answer it, otherwise your friend might get worried." Karkat shook his head furiously in response and fought harder. He was still not going anywhere.
Karkat froze when he heard the telltale beep of the call being accepted. Tears began to soak through the blindfold causing wet spots to form.
"Aw, he's crying." One of the guys restraining him laughed.
"Hello?" The one Karkat assumed to be the leader finally spoke into the phone.
"He's fine. We're just hanging out..." The smug drawl was so damnable!
"John!" It tore Karkat's throat to scream like that and he hated being weak, but he needed help.
"Haha, he's just so eager to talk to you. Here," Karkat felt the man sit between his legs and the phone was sat next to his head, leaving the leader with both hands free.
"Karkat? Karkat are you there?" Said troll sobbed at the sound of his friend's voice.
"John! Hel- Ah!" Karkat's pleading was cut off by a surprised moan as a finger ran along the opening of his nook. "No, stop!"
John listened carefully to what was going on. He needed to know what was happening, but it was hard to hear past Karkat's crying. John was sure that the other guys could hear the crying even though the phone wasn't on speaker.
"Are you just going to let your friend hear all of the shameless noises you're making?"
Karkat was twitching, nearly convulsing, as he tried to stop his bulge from fully unsheathing itself.
"It likes me." The spiteful mirth was evident in the voice as Karkat felt his bulge wrap around the guy's wrist for more friction.
Nothing but broken moans and swear-filled pleas were leaving Karkat as fingers pressed into his nook. The phone call was forgotten quickly enough, though still active.
Karkat continued to struggle against his captors as the fingers explored his nook. When a spot inside of him was touched, the Cancer startled the guys restraining him as a spasm worked though his body and he nearly screamed.
"Not there!" Karkat's chest heaved as he panted.
"What the hell was that?" The fingers left his body.
"It was sexy, that's what."
"God, you're an idiot sometimes."
"Hey, troll," The leader addressed the trembling Karkat, "What was that?"
Silence.
"I suggest you tell us before I touch that spot over and over." To make a point, a finger slipped into Karkat again and prodded that spot. The reaction was the same as the first.
"No! Stop!" Luckily, the fingers left long enough to allow the troll time to breathe so that he could respond. "I-it's my egg sack... Please don't touch it anymore..." Karkat hiccuped softly.
"What happens if we keep touching it?"
Karkat didn't respond quickly enough and was rewarded with the bundle being poked again.
"I-I'm sorry! If it's stimulated enough, the eggs will be released!" Not just Karkat's face was turning red, but his ears and neck were as well. He felt his pride crumbling as he rambled off the information.
"So, you can bear children?" A hesitant nod was given. "I thought you said that you were a guy?"
"I am!" Karkat hesitated, "B-but it's a mutation that I have..."
"That's interesting."
"Fuck!" Karkat cried out in surprise as fingers massaged his eggs. "Please, stop!" Karkat's convulsed as the egg pouch was abused. He was almost positive that he was starting to release eggs.
"Well, I think we've explored enough." Karkat nearly sighed in relief, but stopped as the voice continued, "It's time for fun now that the studying is over."
"Just let me go," More quiet hiccups left Karkat as he continued to cry.
"Aw, but we haven't had enough fun yet. Let's use this so that there are no more protests." Karkat trembled as he felt those fingers press something into his nook and then removing themselves.
"W-what the fuck did you j-just put in me?" Karkat couldn't hide the fear in his voice and he trembled. The humans decided to humor the poor troll with an answer.
"It's just a little pill that will make you feel better." Even as they spoke, Karkat began panting roughly and squirming. "This way, you can also feel good as we please ourselves."
Left without any contact, Karkat resorted to pressing his bulge against his own nook. He didn't care anymore. His body was on fire and he needed release.
"Oh my god, he's fucking himself!"
"I need a video of this!"
Karkat was crying, regardless of how much pleasure he felt. Somewhere, he still knew that he didn't really want any of this.
The Cancer couldn't reach completion on his own. His bulge slid from his nook, genetic material already flowing, and he spread his legs.
"Please," he sobbed pitifully, tears rolling down his cheeks, blindfold being completely soaked already, "please fuck me and get it over with!"
"Gladly."
Karkat felt his legs being lifted and soon, a human cock was inside of him. It filled him more than his bulge did and he cried out in ecstasy. Why did being raped feel so good?
After a short time, Karkat felt a hot liquid rush into his nook and he knew that it was the human's sperm. Karkat prayed that he was wrong when he had guessed that eggs had been released. The thought was erased by the effects of the pill and the troll's mind went blank.
The Cancer whimpered from the empty feeling left after the first guy pulled out. He spread his legs in invitation for the next guy. He was quickly being fucked again, the next human dick sliding in easily enough.
"M-more, please!"
"You heard him." Karkat felt himself being lifted until he was riding the man that was inside of him. He enjoyed this new position already and wanton moans fell from his lips.
"What a cock slut!"
"Haha, isn't he nice and tight?"
"Yeah." A sharp thrust was delivered to Karkat's egg sack and the troll screamed his release, red genetic material flowed quickly from his bulge.
"Dude, I think he just came."
"Here, join me."
There was a shift in position and Karkat felt the third guy behind him. The troll whimpered as his nook was stretched further than he had thought possible. He had no control over the situation. He was being held entirely by the two men fucking him, his feet no longer touching the ground.
Even through his foggy mind, Karkat was starting to sober up from the pain of taking two dicks at once.
"W-wait!" Karkat cried, "Please stop!" The pleasure was almost completely gone now and his bulge was starting to retreat back into its sheath. The pain made him feel like he was being torn apart.
Luckily for the troll, the men were finishing up already. With a couple of final, deep thrusts, Karkat was being filled by even more semen. As the kidnappers pulled out none too gently, Karkat allowed a broken sob to escape his lips.
The humans allowed Karkat to lay there in a puddle of various liquids to cry as they got cleaned up and dressed. Once they finished with themselves, they lazily redressed the troll. Karkat was limp and unresponsive. He let the humans do as they pleased. He wasn't entirely conscious, but he was still aware that he was being moved, unable to hear what was being said.
He must have blacked out for a moment because when he came to, he was in a car. He guessed they were done with him. Where would they leave him? He didn't think too much on it and allowed himself to sleep more.
"He was amazing!"
"I wonder if we'll be able to do that again sometime?"
The trio laughed as they drove away from where they dropped the abused troll off.
Just a few blocks later, they saw a miserable looking teen walking in the opposite direction that they were headed. They slowed, but didn't quite stop.
"Hey, John! A packaged arrived at your house for you!" They cackled and sped away, leaving a very confused John Egbert staring after them.
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So, I'm gonna leave it here. Don't worry, I'm already working on the next chapter!
Don't hate me for this! I did warn you!
