Crazy trouble with love part 9
Brit and Sheldon
Series: My Life As A Teenage Robot
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Held up in his workshop/garage we find Sheldon Oswald Lee. The budding engineer, inventor, and scientist was currently soldering the circuits in his latest invention. And no it wasn't a copy of Jenny that would be programmed to praise him...he scrapped that weeks ago when it almost rebelled against him.
"There, that should do it." He put down the soldering iron and closed the machine. To the uneducated it looked like a futuristic microwave but no this was something far more advanced. "If my matter recombinator works it will take recycling to new heights. No more wasted materials, no more overflowing landfills, and no more dumps or scrapyards." With that he pushed some buttons, turning it on, before picking up a bag filled with soda cans.
"Alright, test number one, commence." He placed several of the cans inside before hitting the start button. He watched as the cans began to glow and meld together. Before taking the shape of an ingot. "That's it, now stabilize." He crossed his fingers in hope. Suddenly the ingot began to jiggle like jelly before writhing.
"Oh no, no! Abort! Abort!" He hit the abort button repeatedly until the machine stopped.
When he took out the tray from the machine all that remained was a charred black mass resembling a irchin before it disintegrated into a pile of dust. "Oh well, this still went better than previous tests." He said before turning away from the machine.
Just as he was about to dump it in the trash can he noticed how the can was beginning to overflow. "Shoot I forgot to take the trash out." He sighed and put his work on hold for the time being.
After managing to pack everything down in the can he dragged it outside to the curb then wiped his brow. "Maybe I should build a robot housekeeper." He said before popping his back.
"It doesn't matter where, I don't care if people stare, because I'll keep on dancing tonight~" a slurred voice sang off key, getting Sheldon's attention.
"What the? Who's trying to sing?" he muttered, looking around, but didn't see anyone, although he did notice a nearby bush shaking a little. He slowly moved closer when suddenly Brit Crust emerged, her hair was a mess and her clothes a little disheveled. "What the, Brit?"
"Edward!" She called with a slurred voice and walked towards Sheldon unsteadily. "Finally I made it home."
"Brit I'm not- are you okay?"
"Oh Edward, I had the most WONDERFUL time." She let out practically falling in his arms.
"Woah!" Sheldon stumbled black trying to hold the taller girl up.
"Did Tiff ever make it back?" She questioned right to his face.
One whiff of her breath and he cringed. "Ugh, have you been drinking?"
"Absolutely NOT! You know I ne-hic-ever touch alcohol." she slurred with Sheldon struggling to keep from falling over due to her weight.
"Ah, it sure smells like it." he grumbled as he tried not to fall over. "Uh, Brit, I don't know why you're drunk, but-"
"I'm not drunk!" She whined. "I'm just dizzy from the party."
"Party?" He spoke after getting her on her feet. "What party?"
"The party with the college students. Although the punch was just awful."
"Ohhh." Sheldon realized what was going on.
"Edward, take me to my room so I can rest my muddled head."
"Brit, you're not thinking clearly. And I'm not Edward." He said, however his words fell on deaf ears when suddenly Brit ended up vomiting on the sidewalk.
"Ugh, Edward, get me a towel!"
'Aw man I can't leave her like this.' thought before sighing. "Ok, I'll get you a towel." He said taking her hand and leading her inside. He took her to the bathroom where she threw up in the toilet until her stomach was empty then cleaned her off. "Will the lady be needing anything else?" He asked, deciding it would be easier to play the part of Edward for the time being.
"Take me to my room."
"Of course madam." he said, letting her lean against him as he brought her to his room. "We're here."
"Thank you Edward, take the night off." she let out before she started unbuttoning her jacket. She peeled it from her body before taking off her panties and underwear.
Sheldon's face turned crimson with his eyes bugging out of his head. "B-B-B-Brit! W-W-W-What are you doing?!"
"Edward, you know full well I like to sleep nude." she remarked before flopping on the bed with her bare ass clear to Sheldon who covered his eyes and turned his head.
"Oh...of course, how silly of me to forget." he let out without turning as she went and pulled the sheet over herself. "I-If that's all, I'll leave you be."
"Mmhhh, Goodnight Edward."
"Yes, night night." He said leaving the room, closing the door behind him. "Well that just increased my spank bank." He went ahead downstairs, trying to wrap his head around the fact he had one of the crust cousins in his own house. What was even more shocking was that in her drunken state she had just given him a private strip show.
"I'll put these clothes in the hamper and give them back to her tomorrow after a wash."
He went to his washer, put them in, added soap, and let it go before he made his way back to his garage, mentally slapping himself as best as possible to NOT think too hard on something most guys at his school would dream of.
"Come on Sheldon, your parents raised you better than that. Get your head out of the gutter."
With that he sat back down to try and get back to work on his latest invention.
The next morning he was passed out drooling on his work table.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Sheldon sprang up in his seat and fell to the floor hearing the loud scream. He groaned and shook his head, stumbling out of the garage and into his house as quick as he could, up the stairs, and towards his room. "What happened!?" he let out after opening the door.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Brit screamed in his bed while covering herself with his blanket and making Sheldon scream. "Where am I?! Why am I naked!? What did you do you bastard?!"
"Woah!" he shielded his eyes and turned away. "Brit, calm down, I can explain!"
"I should hope so! I swear by all that is good in this world if you touched me- ahh!" She winced and rubbed her head with her hand. "My head feels like it's splitting in two."
"Uh, well that is kinda what happens after you get drunk." he spoke up without turning his head.
"Drunk? What in blazes are you talking about? I've never had a drop of alcohol in my life. Now start talking geek boy! What am I doing here, and WHERE are my clothes?" she glared.
"Okay, first off, let me just say that I don't think you were aware that you had alcohol. Last night I found you wandering around, then you walked up to me thinking I was someone called Edward."
"Edward? That's my butler." she looked caught off guard before shaking her head. "But that's just some lucky guess. Although… if I were to squint you do somewhat look like him, to an extent."
"Well you also said you were at some college party, and the punch tasted funny. Which leads me to suspect that it was spiked."
Brit groaned and rubbed her head, feeling another painful twinge come on, recalling some vague memories of the night before. "I…I do remember the party…"
"And you…um…well you kinda…stripped yourself. Apparently you like to sleep... in the buff." He added, then cleared his throat.
"Oh good lord!" she covered her face, feeling mortified.
"I-If it helps, I was gonna go ahead and wash your clothes before you woke up, but I guess I overslept so they're still in the hamper."
"You better not have mixed them with your sweat covered rags you call garments!" Brit pointed at him before immediately recoiling her hand to keep herself covered.
"Well I just put them on top, so they're not technically mixed in."
"Normally I would be belittling you for your ignorance, but my head is killing me."
"I'll uh, go get you some aspirin." He said, sparing a glance at her. "But getting you something to wear...well I have some things you can, but don't get your hopes up."
"Well get me something somewhat decent, there's absolutely no way I'm going to walk around in the nude for you to gawk at." she glared.
"If it makes you feel better… You have a really nice ass. YIPE!" he slammed the door as one of his action figures was thrown at him. "W-W-Wait right here, I'll be right back."
With that he headed down the hall while Brit herself was steaming and giving the look at the room with disgust.
"Tiff's never going to let me live this down." She said before climbing out of the bed and looked at herself in a full body mirror before groaning. "Look at me, I'm a mess." Little by little curiosity took hold of her and she turned her back to the mirror while looking over her shoulder. "Mhh, well at least he knows quality when he sees it."
Later after getting Brit some aspirin, Sheldon gave her something to wear, however…
"I have faced many indignities in my life," Brit spoke with a barely restrained voice. "I have been carted to prison like a common delinquent, I have been soiled by a decrepit geezer with a fountain pen, and even had my clothes shredded off my body, in school. Yet no greater injustice has been done to me than having to wear...mom jeans." She was dressed in a peach colored top, with light blue denim jeans, and a pair of sandals.
"Sorry, but they were the best thing I could find that would fit, unless you want an old pair of my own jeans, though I doubt they'd even fit." he rubbed the back of his head while gulping since he could tell she seemed close to having a fit. "On the upside, at least you won't have to worry about going streaking."
"Just... shut up." She instructed, raising her hand. "It's taking everything I have not to hurl just by wearing these…these…drab things."
"Sorry, it was either that or my mom's old Skyway Patrol Uniform."
"Ugh! Those ratty old things? Now I know I'm going to be sick." she shuddered while shaking her head.
"Hey, show some respect. My parents both fought in the war for earth over twenty years ago against alien invaders."
"It's not my fault their choice of uniforms is hideous." she waved her hand making Sheldon frown, but took a deep breath.
"Just think of it like this, as soon as your clothes are clean you can take them and get out of here back to your place. In the meantime unless you want people to see you in "commoner clothes' ' then you're stuck here. So I would appreciate a little courtesy for putting you up for the night."
"I'm not going to blow you if that's what you're asking. That's Tiff's thing not mine."
"What?!" Sheldon gaped at her with wide eyes before shaking his head. "I don't mean that! I-I just meant a-wait, she does what?"
"Oh yes, she's got quite the habit of giving head to get what she wants. And since she insisted we go to that accursed party, I'm not worried about letting people know about it." she waved her hand, Sheldon's face turning bright red.
"I…uh…I think I'll go make some breakfast."
"Very well, and don't worry about making anything for me, I'm fasting today. It's not easy keeping this figure you know." She said walking out of the room.
The way the jeans hugged her rear, Sheldon couldn't take his eyes off her until she was out of sight. "Well, this has been the most interesting morning of my life."
Later Sheldon was in the kitchen frying some eggs while Brit was sitting at the table boredly watching a portable TV. He was trying to keep his mind occupied and NOT on the juicy detail she let slip. "So, uh… Aside from the adulterated punch, how was the party?"
"Ugh, completely boorish." she scoffed with her head in her hand. "Don invited us, along with some of our peers from school. Tiff was very insistent that we accept, but the boys there were more focused on bragging about their muscles than they were on me, and don't even get me started on Tiff's somewhat lewd methods of flirting."
Sheldon gulped and flipped one of the eggs a little higher than intended. Luckily he caught it back in the pan without her noticing. "I uh, take it she was doing it a lot?"
"Uncomfortably more." Brit replied. "I swear she was almost about to twerk then and there between several of them."
Sheldon tugged at his collar, finding it very hard NOT picturing that. "Wow, I don't think I've ever heard you talk bad about Tiff so much. You two normally seem so close."
"Just because we're close doesn't mean we don't have issues with each other. We just keep it together in public." Brit answered. "I was raised to be prim and proper back across the pond in England. While Tiff...well lets just say her parents were a bit more "liberal" in her upbringing."
'Wow, and here I thought Brit made up the accent to sound fancy.' "So how'd your two families come to live together?"
"My mother thought the change in environment would 'humble' me." she air quoted before shaking her head. "So she had us move in with her brother, my uncle. A complete waste in my eyes."
'Wow, kinda makes me wonder how much of a pain she was back in England. Those poor souls.'
"Well I've "spilled my guts to you" as Tiff would say. So why don't you tell me something. Like, when do you expect your parents to be home? I don't want them to get the wrong idea about me."
"Oh, well…they won't be back for a while." he admitted without looking at her and turned off the stove. "They're pretty busy most of the time. Remember how I said they fought in the war?" Sheldon questioned, scooping the eggs out of the pan with a spatula. "Well after the war they could never really readjust back into civilian life styles, even after having me."
"So, what do they do now? Train new recruits, patrol borders, hand out tickets to rule violators?"
"No, nothing like that. They saw things, things that still haunt them. They transferred to research and engineering." he remarked as he took his plate to the table. "They've been working hard on some of the latest technology for skyway patrol ever since. They've rarely come back home ever since I became a teenager. Could be weeks or even months before I see them again."
"That's….wow." Brit was left utterly baffled.
"Yeah, I mean heck, I could have a photoshoot for Playboy Magazine here and they'd be none the wiser." Sheldon joked nervously trying to break the tension. "On the upside, it gives me plenty of space and time to work on some of my inventions."
"And here I thought you were just another uninteresting geek." Brit remarked.
"Well, you're only half right." shrugged Sheldon. "Although, if I'm being honest it does get kinda lonely in a three bedroom, two bathroom house. I would have put you up in the guest room last night but it's probably full of dust with how rarely it's been used."
"Blech! Ugh, I don't even want to see what it looks like." she shuddered.
"We interrupt this broadcast to bring you an emergency announcement." a man on the small television set spoke. "Disaster struck a local college frat house last night due to a massive fire resulting in a series of injuries as well as casualties."
"What?!" Brit stood up, alarmed at the news with wide eyes.
"Oh my God." Sheldon let out before the screen changed to show a firefighter with the burnt down house in the background.
"As far as we can tell the cause of the fire was some bonehead who fell asleep in bed with a cigarette in hand after some... romantic relations. As it stands it has been revealed that most of the casualties were students from Tremorton High School. Most of the party goers were so intoxicated that they barely made it out. We had the bodies taken to the morgue where they were able to identify four of the victims by their dental records."
Brit held her hands to her chest, biting her lip as they started to show off a list of names they identified.
"Victim number one has been Identified as Don Prima."
"Oh geez." Sheldon shook his head. Sure the guy was full of himself and a pretty boy, but going out like this was too much.
"Victim number two has been identified as Pteresa O'Hare."
Brit let out a gasp seeing the redhead's picture appear on the screen. She covered her mouth and felt tears in her eyes. They were never really close friends, but they were still friends to a degree.
"Victim number three, who is currently believed to have started the fire, has been identified As College senior Matt Gerrick."
A mugshot appeared it was of a caucasian man holding up a sign in one hand and using his other to flip the bird. He had messy auburn hair, a bandaid on his cheek, and a black eye.
"The fourth and final victim was found next to the third in bed, and has been identified as Tiffany Crust."
Brit screamed in anguish before dropping to her knees. She held her head as the tears started rushing out. "Oh god No! No! NOOOO!" Sheldon moved to try and comfort her only for her to swipe at him. "Don't touch me!"
He held his hands up and stepped back as she bawled her eyes out into her hands, sobbing and shaking as he watched her, feeling sadness for her.
"I, hic, I need to get home." She stood and made her way out of the kitchen.
"Wait, what about your clothes?" Sheldon questioned following behind her
"I'll have someone come retrieve them later!" she snapped, opening the front door and slamming it shut behind her as she rushed off.
Sheldon, still reeling from the shock of the news report, put his hand on his head and ran it through his hair. "Aw geez, this is…this is terrible. Bully or not, losing her cousin like that? It's just not right."
Walking back into the kitchen Sheldon looked at his plate of eggs, but didn't have the appetite anymore so he stuck them in the fridge for later. He walked into his lab but his mood for inventing was almost non-existent. His mind was preoccupied with how his peers had died in such a way when he himself had arguably been through far worse "Is this what survivor's guilt feels like?" He wondered while heading up the stairs to the second floor. He was about to head into his room when his gaze turned to the guest room and thought back to his discussion with Brit. He went to inspect the room and found it was indeed filthy with dust and cobwebs. "Ugh, yup definitely time for a cleaning."
He gathered up cleaning supplies, slipped on an apron, snapped on a pair of gloves, and slapped a dust mask over his face. "Okay now to get to work."
(1 hour later)
"Whew, welp there's my exercise for the week." he muttered, feeling his muscles ache, but the room itself looked far far better than before. "Well at least the room is clean."
*Ding ding*
"Who could that be?" He slipped the gloves, apron, and mask off before heading downstairs. "Coming."
He opened the door and to his surprise Brit had returned and from the way she was whimpering it was obvious she was upset. "Uh, hey Brit."
"May I *sniff* may I c-come in?" She questioned.
It was only a moment after when he noticed the suitcase in her hand. "Yeah, come right in." he replied, letting her in. "What happened?"
She looked back at him before completely breaking down into a sobbing fit. "I'VE BEEN DISOWNED BY MY FAMILY!"
Sheldon gaped at her, mouth hanging open as soon as she said that. "Say what?!"
"After I got home my uncle was absolutely livid over Tiff's death. He blamed me for not looking after her more carefully." she sniffled, looking down while Sheldon felt his heart clench up hearing that. "He told me that I...I...that I was better off out on the streets!"
"You're kidding."
"Afterwards he gave me this suitcase then told me to take whatever I could fit inside and get out."
"That's insane, what did your mom say?" Sheldon questioned.
"She didn't say anything. She wouldn't even look at me. ME! Her own daughter!" she bawled, crying harder into her hands with Sheldon feeling sick hearing that.
'What kinda mother would be so cold to her own child? I can get she's grieving herself, but can't she tell Brit's in the same boat?' Sheldon thought. "Well, why did you come back here?"
"I didn't have anywhere else to go, all my credit cards have been canceled, and my bank account has been closed." she sniffled. "I'm...I'm all alone."
"Oh, man." Sheldon let out running his hand through his hair while trying to wrap his head around everything. "Okay well the good news is that I got the guest room cleaned so you're welcome to stay as long as you need to."
She sniffled again before getting up and grabbed the case. "Thank...Thank you."
Sheldon helped to guide her upstairs into the guest room where she put down her suitcase and sat down on the bed. "If you need anything just let me know."
"...I could use a bite to eat."
"I thought you were fasting, to keep up your figure."
"I was, but right now my stomach's been growling for who knows how long." Brit replied.
"Okay then, I'll go make something." Sheldon said before leaving the room. "I really hope she can come to terms with all this soon."
(2 weeks later)
Sheldon stuck his tongue out of his mouth, face scrunched up in focus as he soldered a few bits on a circuit board together, trying ever so slightly not to slip and miss. "Okay, this time it has to work." he muttered before soldering another part. "Just gotta do this little thing next and I can test it, again."
*bzzzt* his phone went off in his pocket making him stop and sigh in dismay, knowing full well who it was and pulled it out of his pocket.
"Yes Brit?" He answered. After a few days of Brit not leaving the guest room, or her bed for that matter, Sheldon grew worried and gave her his number mostly so he could get her what she needed. Which led to him constantly being called for small trivial things.
"I'm thirsty."
"Well I did bring some soda in when I got some groceries, they're just down in the fridge, you can help you-"
"Bring me one." She cut him off before hanging up.
He let out an annoyed groan before putting the tools down and dragged himself out of the garage. He grabbed one of the sodas before taking it up to the dark guestroom and flipped on the light.
"Brit, your drink." He said to the girl currently laying under the blanket. She groaned and held out her hand. He put it in her hand and made his way out. However as he got to the door he stopped and looked back to her as she opened the can and started to drink. "You know, it's been two weeks. And you've hardly gotten out of bed. Don't you think it's time you take some time to exercise, or at least shower?"
"I'll do it when I feel like it." Brit replied, putting her soda on the nightstand.
"I'm just saying, maybe changing things up could cheer you up."
"I don't think anything can cheer me up." She said, pulling the blanket over her head.
Sheldon sighed and left Brit to her sorrow. He went down to the living room and called up his friends Brad and Jenny into a group conversation. "I don't know what I'm going to do guys. I can't just throw her out with nowhere to go."
"Well trying to get over the stuff she went through isn't easy. She might be dealing with depression." Brad said. "It's the second to last stage of grief. The last stage is accepting the loss so she can move on with her life."
"How do you know that?" Jenny asked.
"Tuck and I went through the same thing after my grandmother died. There's even books about it."
"So you think I should just keep waiting and hope she feels better on her own?" Sheldon questioned.
"I didn't say that, you did." Brad replied.
"Look Sheldon, if you're going to let her stay with you you can't let her walk all over you." advised Jenny. "From what I've learned, there's having space to yourself to heal, and then there's just pushing someone around who won't stand up. You should speak up and make it clear she has to do things herself and not have you do it all for her."
"I guess, but I don't think I can work up the nerve." he rubbed his head. "I'm worried I'll make her cry and look like a real jerk. I mean, I know the feeling about wanting space for myself, and yeah I've been lazy myself a few times, so it's not like I can't understand where she's coming from."
*ding dong*
"Oh, someone's at the door, gotta go." He hung up before going to answer the door. When he opened it he was greeted by the sight of an old man in a suit.
"Excuse me young man but is there a young woman by the name of Brittany here?"
"Well, that kinda depends, who are you?"
"I am in the employment of the Crust family, my name is Edward."
"You're Edward?" Sheldon said look over the man. Given his posture, the liver spots on his face and the black toupee it was clear now how Brit could have gotten the two confused. "So you're Brit's old butler."
"That I am." Edward replied.
"Are you here to take Brit home."
"No, I am here at the behest of my employer to deliver this check to her." he held an envelope out to Sheldon.
"What for?" Sheldon asked, taking the envelope.
"My employer doesn't want it said that he didn't give her anything in the end. This will be the last act of kindness he extends to her."
He looked down at it, recalling what she told him and frowned. "So that's it? Her mom turns her back on her own daughter when she's just as torn up about losing her own cousin as the rest of them, and her uncle goes off to blame it all on her, and this is all they do? They can't even be bothered to give her one last goodbye to her face? You know, I might not be the strongest or bravest, but I'm smart enough to know what that's called, being a coward." He said before slamming the door in the manservants face. He held the envelope up and clenched his hand. "Those...bastards. Thinking money is enough so they don't have to feel guilty if something happens to her. If I could I'd...I'd..." he let out a deep breath and shook his head. "Forget it. Getting mad won't do a thing. I better get this to her." He said before making his way up and into Brit's rooms. "Hey Brit."
"Who was that at the door?" she asked without poking her head out.
"Well, it was a guy. An old one. He came by with something for you." He then walked over to the bed and handed the envelope to her. "Apparently it's a check from your family. Go on, open it."
She stared at the envelope with an emotionless expression before tossing it on the floor. "Leave it." She simply stated laying back down.
"Are you sure? You're not even gonna take a peak?"
"What's the point? Uncle was right, it is my fault Tiff is gone. I was older than her, I should have been more insistent on not going to that accursed party. Maybe then she'd still..."
"Look Brit, what happened, happened. You can't blame yourself for what happened. Nobody knew it was gonna happen. It was a complete accident." Sheldon said. "You can't just let it control your life."
"Life, bah. Life is nothing but a cruel joke. One minute you're at the top of the social ladder and the next you're being pitied by a commoner. I'd be better off dead, we all would." she remarked, making him frown.
"Hey, people like me are always being seen as low on the ladder, but we still manage to keep on going with what we have. You don't see us laying in bed all day and not doing anything." Sheldon spoke. "I get it, you're upset, but you need to stop feeling sorry for yourself and get up."
Brit simply huffed and pulled the blanket back over her head.
Sheldon's irritation grew more intense. "I said get up!" he Raised his voice yanking the blanket off the bed leaving her taken aback.
She sat up and glared at him. "Now see here."
"No! You see here 'Miss Thang'. I have let you wallow in your self pity, and waited on you hand and foot for two weeks! Well no more, this is my house and if you want to keep staying here you will get out of that bed right NOW!" he yelled with a firm tone, making her flinch and lean back as he crossed his arms. "So, what's it going to be? Are you going to try and snub me and ignore what I say again? Or are you going to open up your ears and let it finally sink in that it's time to get out of bed?"
She quickly jumped out of the bed while her heart was racing like a jack rabbit in fear.
"Okay, now you listen and you listen good, I don't care what you do, I don't care where you go, but I don't want to see you in this bed until nightfall, do you hear me?"
"Mhm." She nodded her head quickly.
"Good, now if you'll excuse me I have work to get back to. I recommend you try and at least eat something. Fridge is all stacked, help yourself."
"O-Okay." She let out meekly as Sheldon walked out of the room. Only when the door was shut did she feel like it was safe to breathe. She held a hand to her chest as it was beating like a drum. "What...What on Earth...was that?" She questioned bringing her hand up to her head. "When did geek boy grow a spine?" It was at that moment that Brit was able to register a rather unpleasant odor. She sniffed around and followed the smell to her underarm before grimacing in disgust. "Ugh, is that what I smell like? Ewww! I need a shower, or maybe two."
She grabbed a change of clothes and went straight to the bathroom for a shower. As she scrubbed herself under the running water she couldn't help but think back to less than ten minutes ago.
"That's the first time a geek has ever gone off and raised his voice to me." She muttered to herself. There were plenty of other times when people had the gall to talk down to her but now everytime she thought of how Sheldon spoke to her it made her heart race. "Who knew he had the guts?" She said, putting her hand to her chest.
After her shower she walked out of the bathroom now fully clothed in the outfit she wore upon her first arrival at the house and went back to her room. She didn't dare lay back down on the bed after Sheldon's outburst, and as she contemplated what to do her gaze fell on the envelope once more. She held her chin and was torn on whether she should open it or not.
"Well I suppose it wouldn't hurt." She said before moving to pick up the Envelope. She tore it open and pulled out a check. One look at what was written on it and she was so shocked he couldn't even speak and sat down on the bed. But the moment she did there was a knock on the door that made her spring back up to her feet.
"Brit...are you in there?"
"Y-Yes Sheldon!" She replied before he opened the door and stepped in with a guilty look.
"Hey I just wanted to apologize for the way I spoke and...is this a bad time?"
"N-No no, not at all." She replied. "I was just looking over the check my family gave me."
"Really? Well that's good, how much did they leave you?" She held the check up for him to see before he gawked. "Holy cow! Just how rich is your family?!"
"Let's just say we're well off, always have been, always will be." She said before an idea came to her mind, to test a theory. "Although given my current condition I feel I should use this to help dull my pain. Tell me where does one go to purchase illegal drugs?"
"What!?" He cried out with wide eyes. "Are you nuts!" He reached out and snatched the check from her. "You can't just waste this kind of money on something like that you need to invest it or at least some of it."
"But that sounds so hard." She whined plopping back into bed.
"It's better than blowing it on drugs! That stuff will ruin you." Sheldon spoke with Brit discreetly, opening one eye at him. "You should be spending it on something that will get you more money in the end." He then placed the check next to her and took his leave. "You'll thank me later if you do."
After he was out of the room Brit whined. "He did even yell at me a little bit." She plopped back on the bed, crossing her arms. "I need to think of something that will really get him riled up...hmmm."
The next day Sheldon was on his scooter returning home with a duffle bag full of spare parts for his machine. "Whew, quite the haul today." he said to himself feeling hopeful about what he would find in the assortment of junk. However, as he approached his house he noticed a van outside. "What the? Whose van is that?" He questioned parking his bike in the driveway way before he headed inside. He looked around cautiously, but also curious. "Brit? Brit? Are you in here?" he called out.
He entered the living room which was filled with equipment for a photo shoot.
"What the-where did all this come from?" Sheldon let out while eyeing the green screen opposite of the umbrella reflectors. "Brit! Brit!" He called out.
"Oye Chico!" Spoke a Hispanic man with makeup, a punk shirt, yellow pants with suspenders and white slip on shoes. "Stop your screaming."
"Woah!" Sheldon jumped back, landing on his butt as he looked at the man. "W-Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"
"You are asking ME who I am? You're telling me you never heard of Javier Cortez?"
"Who?" Sheldon questioned.
"Dios mio, I am the greatest photographer/ fashion designer in all of Tremorton." Javier replied.
"Oh...uh...so then, why are you in my house?"
"I was hired by that gorgeous young lady to do a photo shoot."
"Lady? Wait, you mean Brit?"
"Not unless you're hiding more beautiful ladies, playboy." Javier sassed.
"N-N-No no, I'm not that kinda guy." he blushed with a hand up. "Look, just tell me where Brit is."
"Well I'd assume upstairs in the guest room."
"Great thanks." Sheldon rushed up the stairs and knocked on the door. "Brit? Are you there? Some guy's downstairs looking for you."
"Oh Sheldon is that you? One moment."
He waited patiently in the hall until the door opened. He was about to say something before the words got caught in his throat at the sight of Brit in a black cat costume that consisted of a sleeveless fuzzy leotard with a bell on a choker, fuzzy paw gloves that came up to her elbows, fuzzy paw boots that stopped at her knees, and cat ears on her head to bring the whole costume together.
"Uh..." Was all he could manage with his mind trying to process the sight Infront of him.
"What do you think?" She asked, putting her hand on her hips and one foot behind the other.
"It...It's...uh...black."
"Yes, so I noticed." Brit snarked with a giggle.
"Uh, Brit? Just what's with the guy downstairs?"
"Javier? Oh he's a designer who's been trying to get me to model for him for months."
"Wait, is that why he brought a bunch of photoshoot stuff? You're gonna model for him in my house?"
"Of course. After all, I'm following your advice." she put her paws on her hips. "What better way to make money than showing off my natural looks?"
"I said you should invest your money."
"And I did. Javier's going to put my pictures in a magazine. And I get paid for each copy sold." she winked before walking past him, making him turn and go wide eyed, seeing a fake tail swishing behind attached to the leotard.
Sheldon shudders and puts his back to the wall. "Of all things why a sexy cat costume." He asked himself. "That's like every guy's Achilles' heel."
Sheldon made his way back to his garage and started going through the parts he found when suddenly-
"Oh yes! Yes! That's it! Work it!"
"What in the..." he turned and headed back inside, the voice getting louder.
"Yes! Oh, you're a beast!"
'They couldn't be, could they?' He wondered, slightly disturbed. He opened the door and peeked in, seeing the man taking several dozen shots of Brit who posed in numerous angles while he moved all around her.
"Oh yes! Yes! Give me playful. Yes! Now show me fierce. Beautiful!" smiled the man, taking photo after photo while sounding a bit TOO excited about it.
"This guy's giving me the creeps." Sheldon muttered.
"Ok, that's enough, go change into the next costume."
Brit stopped posing and walked over near a curtain, with Sheldon quickly noticing the swishing tail, and the butt close to it. In a few minutes she came out from behind the curtain and again Sheldon was left breathless. She was now wearing a skin tight snakeskin themed costume that hugged every curve and contour of her body and a cobra headdress with fake fangs that framed her face. He felt his face turn as red as a tomato while swearing his heart beat just doubled.
The one thing he loved almost as much as cats was Reptiles.
"I must say Javier you might want to consider loosening this costume a bit. It seems to have a tendency of riding up in certain places."
"Nonsense dear, it's made to truly stick like a second skin, to help one BECOME the snake." Javier replied.
"If you insist but I don't want you taking any pictures of me from behind. After all, I have to preserve some modicum of decency." As she walked up to the screen Sheldon was able to get a looked at her from the back.
That being the long fake tail that was barely hiding her tight ass cheeks that were clear as day.
"Ho mama." Sheldon let out before swallowing. 'If it wasn't patterned like a snake she'd look almost naked!'
Once she was ready Javier once again began snapping pictures as she posed.
Sheldon gulped and turned to head out, but his feet stayed there, his head turning and watching via the corner of his eye.
"Yes, that's it. Now give me a 'Don't touch me' look." Javier instructed before Brit let out what could be described as the worst hissing Sheldon has ever heard.
"Ugh." He let out a sneer catch their attention.
"Is there a problem?"
"Sorry, it's just that hiss was Terrible."
"Pardon me?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Well I mean, I've heard snakes truly hiss, and that? Well, to be blunt? It sounded like you were trying to hack up a loogie." Javier replied.
"What he said." Sheldon agreed and walked up to her. "If you want to make it sound real. Open your mouth and put the tip of your tongue on the top of your mouth just behind your teeth.
"Ugh, fine." Brit replied and did as instructed. *Hissss*
"Mmm, better." Sheldon said.
"Oh yes, very good." agreed Javier before he got to work on snapping photos of her. "Yes, yes, very good my dear, make me FEEL the danger."
As she posed, Sheldon moved out of the way. She glanced over at said before making poses that demonstrated her flexibility.
"Oh yes baby, bend it."
"Like this?" Brit questioned moving in a pose that made Sheldon blush.
"Oh yes baby, that's the way!" Javier spoke. "Oh yes! Yes! You're are the queen of the Nile baby!"
"But of course, most girls wish they had an inch of my beauty." Brit replied confidently. "Now how about this pose?"
"Oh absolutely yeah! Really work it!" Javier hollered. "Yes! You're an animal! Work that body! Make me feel you! Make me want you! Oh how I love my work."
"Okay I think that's enough." Sheldon spoke up.
"Yes, you are very right." Javier concurred
"Thank you." Sighed Sheldon in relief.
"Now let's move on to the robot costume."
"Robot costume?" Sheldon questioned, taken aback. "Ok, that's it, I'm closing this weird thing up right now." Sheldon spoke, putting this foot down.
"You can't do that." Javier said.
"It's my house, so pack your things and get out before I call the police." he frowned. "If you wanna call my bluff go ahead, but I won't be the one thrown out on my butt."
"You are a very assertive young man. If you were a few years older, I'd ask you to dinner."
Ignoring the subtle flirt, he pointed to the door, making the man sigh and get to work on taking out what he could carry at the moment. "And Brit."
"Yes Sheldon?" She questioned with a hint of excitement.
"Would you please change out of that costume?"
"Why? I think I make it look quite fetching." She questioned running her hands over her hips and up to her breasts.
"Brit, would you just do it? I have work to do." He said before walking off leaving Brit exasperated.
(Later)
Sheldon was working on his machine when he heard the sound of the photographer's van starting up. He turned just in time to see the vehicle drive off. "Well it's about time. I thought he'd never leave." Sheldon said then looked towards the door leading into the house. "I hope Brit's not too sore with me. I should apologize."
He left the garage and went into the house where he found Brit sit on the chair in the living room now dressed in her casual outfit with her arms crossed and one leg over the other with a sour look on her face.
"What's up? You look upset."
"Clearly." Brit stated simply.
"Look, I'm sorry I messed up your shoot. It's just... That guy was so weird and the costumes were so...risque. Call me a prude if you want but I just did like what was happening in my own house."
Brit sighed as she stood up and walked to the window. "I'm not mad about the shoot."
"Wait, you're not?" Sheldon blinked.
"No, I'm mad because..."
"Because what?"
"Because you didn't yell at me."
"Uh...come again?"
"I'm mad that you didn't raise such a big deal about it." she crossed her arms. "I was hoping you would explode, get angry, raise your voice! It's the whole reason I went against what you suggested."
Sheldon was completely lost now. "Why on Earth would you want me to do that?"
"That's just it, I don't know." Brit replied. "When you yelled at me yesterday I felt an unusually pleasant rush of excitement that I can't quite explain. So I thought if I could make you mad enough to yell at me again I could try and understand it?"
He raised an eyebrow at her, momentarily confused and trying to connect the dots. 'A Crust Cousin getting excited over me yelling? That sounds...no no, it couldn't be! That's just crazy! I mean...isn't it?'
"I even went as far as to snoop around to find what sort of things you might be into and instructed Javier to bring specific costumes to get your engine revving."
"W-What?!" he blushed. "I-I-I can assure you, I'm a gentleman. I'd NEVER be into-"
"Cats and lizards?" Brit questioned. "I found your cat costume and all the pictures of you at the reptile convention.
"Oh..."
"And yes I know Javier is... "passionate" about his work."
"That's one way to put it." Sheldon glanced away.
"Yes, he creeped me out as well when I first met him. Which is why I always refused to model for him. I was trying to get a rise out of you." she turned away. "Fat waste that did me."
"And waste of money. Again, investing in the right stuff can make it easier in the long run." Sheldon stated.
"The good news is it just barely took a fraction out of what my uncle had given to me. Still, I wish you would have at least scolded me a little."
"You really want me to yell at you that badly?"
"Yes! Is that too much to ask for?"
"Okay Brit if you insist." Sheldon shrugged before taking a deep breath. "Brit you idiot, what the hell were you thinking?!"
She flinched at the quick tone change as he glared at her.
"How could you be so irresponsible with your money?! Especially on something like those inappropriately designed costumes! You should be ashamed of yourself." He finished while noting she was shuddering with a flushed face. "Brit, you okay?"
"I...wow." She replied in a daze.
"So, this... does it for?" Sheldon questioned.
"I suppose so. When I think about it most of the time people who talk to me in such a way I had money and resources to make their lives a living hell. But now that I lost almost all of that; I have no idea what to do, and it scares me, in a good way."
"So you're a masochist."
"Possibly but there's only one way to be sure."
"How?"
"Strike me." She blushed and looked away, Sheldon blown away.
'Holy cow it's true! Who knew one of the most stuck up girls I've ever known was getting horny because I raised my voice at her!' "Wow, I... don't know what to say." he let out with Brit raising an eyebrow.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to...you know."
"Yell at you again?" he guessed.
"Mhm."
"Well...are you sure? I'm not one to really get mad, but I DO have some pent up anger..." Sheldon warned. "I might say, or do, something that could really hurt you."
"Just do it already you spineless weasel!" Brit shouted.
'...Welp she asked for it.' he thought, taking a deep breath, a big one that looked like his chest was inflating like a balloon, before letting it out. "SHUUUUUUT UUUUUUUUUUP!"
"Oh my!" she jumped back, seeing him glare at her and huffing. "Uh-"
"Do you have ANY idea what it's like being a geek? A nerd?! NO! You always looked down on us like we were shit! Like we didn't matter! Always being the butt monkeys while you thought you were a queen! You and your cousin thought you were so much better, but guess what?! You weren't! I might be a geek, but at least I've got motivation and something to do with life! What excuse do you have?!" Sheldon let out his face turning red.
Brit felt her hair get blown back on that one, her whole body tingling and shivering with warmth. She grew weak in the knees and was about to sit when Sheldon stopped her.
"And the sheer fact and audacity you have to treat Jenny, my friend, like she's just some hunk of junk is worse! She's saved our butts so many times I've lost track! Oh, but I forgot, you and Tiff sure had no problem letting the Cluster come down and fuck you in the asses, just so you wouldn't end up enslaved like the rest of us!"
"For the record there was never any actual intercorse between-"
"That's not the point bitch!" he cut her off. "The POINT is that you went and turned your back on all of Tremorton just so you could save your own asses! There's a word for that, you know, it's calling being a complete coward! Pretty funny for someone who thinks she should be treated like a queen, but is so quick to give up and go to the other side, don't ya think?"
Brit shrunk under the insult feeling shame, fear, and arousal all at once.
Sheldon gasped and took a moment to catch his breath. "Wow that felt good to let out." he smiled, looking at Brit who was shivering, making him chuckle. "Well, I warned you."
"I guess it is true what they say about the quiet ones." she muttered, feeling like her nipples got hard with her panties getting nice and moist.
"Thanks Brit, I really needed that."
"No problem, none at all..." She replied. "Happy to be of service."
"I have to get back to work on my project, and don't do anything weird in my house anymore, not without asking me. That's an order."
"Hmmm, right away." She said watching him head for the garage before she raced up to her room practically slamming the door behind her. She quickly opened her jacket, nearly tearing it open and moved one hand to her breast while the other went down in her pants. "Good god, my panties are on fire." She gasped while pleasuring herself.
In the past if someone had told her that a nerd would get her so wet she'd make them disappear. But now? She thought for sure she was gonna lose it and start fingering her cunt then and there when he got loud and real with her. To be yelled at, demeaned, insulted, it was like a part of her had finally been released with the feelings and making her more turned on than the first time she hit puberty and discovered masturbating.
The rush of fear that gave her goosebumps, the adrenaline pumping through her veins, it was all too much. "I must make him mine." She squeezed her breast, biting her lip as her folds were getting more and more wet. "If it's the last thing I do."
(Later)
Sheldon removed another failed attempt from his machine. Unlike the last attempts this one proved to be more of a success even if it did look like melted scrap metal. "I'm getting closer."
He was about to move on to the next part, but heard his phone start ringing. He fished out and saw it was Brit calling him before he answered. "What is it Brit? I'm busy."
"Still? You know what time it is don't you?"
Sheldon looked up at the clock which read 11:32. "Oh shoot. I didn't even realize it was so late."
"Well I certainly hope you're not going to sleep in that dusty garage." Brit said on the other end. "Why not call it a night and get to bed."
"Yeah, I think I'll head back in." He hung up, shut down the machine and made his way up the stairs. "Man, am I beat." He yawned into his hand, entering and noticing the lights were off, confusing him. "Brit?"
"Hello Sheldon." She said turning on a lamp while sitting on the couch in a side saddle position wearing a robe that came down to her thighs.
"Brit!" he jumped, caught off guard and holding his chest. "Woah, I uh, I didn't see you there."
"Oh did I give you a fright darling?" she teased while bringing a hand up her side slowly. "My bad."
"Brit? What uh, why did you turn all the lights off?" he asked, gulping and trying not to stare too hard.
"Should I not have?"
"Well, I mean it is late, but why aren't you in bed?" He questioned.
"After the way you left me, how could I sleep?" She chuckled while raising a leg up with some skin showing as the robe slightly slid down.
"Say what now?" he gulped, feeling his face heat up from seeing the exposed skin.
"Come now you remember." she winked, making him tug at his collar. "I'm far too wound up to get any rest~" She sang before standing up and sashayed towards him.
Sheldon felt his heart thumping now, the dots fully connecting and making him realize that this was his time. He wasn't getting out of here with his virginity intact.
"Uh, Brit, maybe we should talk about this." he suggested, backing up as she got closer and closer.
"Actions speak louder than words." she replied before grabbing him with a growl before practically throwing him into the chair and sitting in his lap. "I'll bet you're just ACHING to get out of those pants."
Her sultry tone had Sheldon sweating. 'Dear god I created a monster.' he thought before jumping when he felt her hand reach down and rub his groin.
"I bet you wish Pteresa did this for you when you were paying her to pretend to be your girlfriend, am I wrong?"
"W-W-Well i-it would have been ni-I mean no! No no no!" Sheldon held up his hands and shook his head.
"Oh come now, the way you threw money at her was no different than if she was some two bit hooker. You can't tell me the temptation wasn't there."
Brit added, Leaning in close. "She always was a little easy, god rest her soul."
"I-I-I-I-I-I."
"Or... perhaps the rumors about why you like robots are true."
"Uh, and what sorta rumors would those be?"
"Well in one rumor they say you like them because they can be reprogrammed into what any sick and depraved mind can think up. However another claims that you like to take robots apart and have your wicked way with them no matter how much they scream and beg you to stop."
"...what the fuck is wrong with people!? I'd never do any of that!" Sheldon exclaimed in outrage. "I'm a human being! Not some crazy sicko!"
Brit shudders in his lap at his outburst. "I'm merely saying what I heard."
"Well forget what you heard because I am nothing like that." he frowned, feeling like his pride was just spat on, which was making his already tired mind drift off to something. He had Brit, on his lap, and who was practically naked. Add that with the reveal of her secret side and it was starting to bring to mind very 'dirty' ideas. "But then again...I wouldn't be surprised if you were into that." He said putting his hand on her thighs instantly noting how smooth they were.
Brit shivered as she felt the hand move up and down the spot, making her loins quiver. "N-N-Now I wouldn't say that per say, unless you have something in mind."
That was hitting the nail on the head. Being quite unpopular, Sheldon would at times find himself browsing internet porn.
"Actually, I do, the only question is, can you handle it?"
"We'll find out won't we?" she smirked before giving his groin a squeeze, feeling a bulge rising up.
"As a lazy tailor would say," he grabbed her robe before yanking it open. "Suit yourself."
"Oh!" she let out, Sheldon getting a clear view of her bare ass naked body.
Sheldon moved his hand to her chest and groped one of her breasts. "Correct me if I'm wrong but I thought you were scared of nerds like me?"
"Oh, I was terrified. But you're not like the others." She said before mewling as he squeezed. "To be honest I was worried you'd pass out at the mere sight of my body."
"Well if we're being honest there was an...incident some time ago where I ended up in space involving a space pirate, a chamber of youth, long story short I'm actually almost 120 years old."
"Say what!?" Brit let out in shock.
"You heard me, being alive for that long I've seen some things. Like the belly dancers of
Aibara 8. Ooh mama they had the moves to turn gay men straight and straight women gay." He wiggled his eyebrows. "So yeah, you won't catch me off guard with these babies. I was only hesitant out of modesty, but seeing as how you came on to me that ship has sailed."
"Then show me what you've got captain~"
She sang.
"Aye aye." He said before disrobing. He tossed his jacket and shirt aside and then got to work on his pants, Brit lending a hand.
"Now don't worry about the size darling. As long as you're good with your hands I won't mind." she remarked before the underwear came off, making her eyes widen and mouth drop. "Oh...my...god!"
"Yeah...I might have had some genetic enhancement done while I was in space." he admitted as his dick stood tall and free, throbbing and pulsating, looking a solid 8 inches. "I took a chance and wound up with this monster."
Brit's gaze was locked on to the imposing rod of man meat in front of her, making her swallow a lump in her throat. "I...I..."
Feeling a bit daring, he leaned back on the spot with his legs spread. "Go ahead, it won't bite."
"Y-Yes, of course." Brit said and reached out to grasp it. She barely managed to wrap her hand around it, just feeling the heat coming from it was making her body get more eager. 'Okay Britney, you walked in on Tiff doing this plenty of times with her various boyfriends, surely it can't be too hard.' she thought before grabbing it with her other hand, moving them up and down the girth. 'So big.'
Sheldon himself let out a sigh at the feeling, and the fact that him being a geek and getting his dick rubbed by one of the school's popular girls is something he had mostly seen in movies. Suddenly a thought popped into his head. "Hey you can stretch your upper lip past that overbite of yours, right?"
"Of course I can, why?" She raised her eyebrow in question.
"Because you're not just gonna feel it, but taste this bad boy."
"Oh..."
"What?"
"Nothing! Nothing at all." She said before looking down at his girth with slight hesitation. 'Can I even fit all this in my throat? Well no time like the present to find out.' She tucked her lip over her teeth and leaned her head down, feeling nervous while catching a whiff of his natural musk. When her tongue touched his cock she noticed it was much saltier than expected.
"Come on, don't get cold feet on me." Sheldon said, putting his hand on her head.
"I'm not. Just...new is all." She took a deep breath and tried to remember how Tiff would so crudely explain it.
'The trick is to relax your throat and let it slide in.'
'Alright, sounds simple enough.' She eased her head down and took it in as far as it would go while also trying to suppress her gag reflex. Her lips were stretched wide open, feeling like she was trying to slide on a huge sausage.
"Oh yeah, Brit. Just like that." grinned Sheldon, feeling the fresh moist inside as she tried to move her head up and down it, albeit with difficulty. "Lube it up real good for me."
'I'm trying.' She thought trying to regulate her breathing. She kept breathing through her nose while licking around the tip.
Sheldon's instincts began to get the better of him as he started pushing her head further down his cock. "Ngh, if you don't really move, I'll just have to use your mouth like a fucktoy." Sheldon barked.
Brit nearly gagged, but the commanding tone he gave her was making her shiver and comply. 'Damn this fetish! why does it feel so good!?'
"Oooh fuck yeah!" grinned Sheldon who felt the power going to his head, just like in his pirate days. "Now this is a rush!"
Brit let out a muffled response, moving her head up and down easier, thanks to Sheldon, making her let out slurping sounds as she licked across the head more. 'I think I'm getting the hang of this.' Brit thought as she went further down on him.
"Oooh fuck yeah!" Sheldon tilted his head and bit his lower lip. "Now you're getting the hang of it."
'Oh yes! Oh yes!' she thought, getting caught up and lost in the taste and flavor. Soon she was moving ahead of her own volition.
"Oooh hell yeah! That's how you suck dick!" Sheldon reveled in the euphoria slowly feeling himself reaching his peak. He kept a grip on her head, biting his lip. "Brit! I'm almost there!"
"Hmm!?" she let out before she started to feel it twitch. She pulled away but it was too late to stop the inevitable.
Sheldon let out a cry before his sperm started shooting out right at her face, making her close her eyes with some of it hitting her lips while a few loads landed in her hair. "Whoo, oh holy shit. That was the best experience of my-" he went silent when he saw the state of Brit's face and one thing came to mind. 'I'm fucked.'
Brut wiped some from her mouth as she glared at Sheldon.
"I am so sorry about that, you're just so good." he apologized as she wiped some off her cheek.
"I won't say that wasn't exciting, but getting it in my hair is where I draw the line." She scolded. "Now just how do you plan to make it up to me?"
"Uh...shower sex?"
"...That'll work. I can get clean and we can keep going." she relented before getting up and headed upstairs with Sheldon following, albeit slowly given the rush of pleasure made him wobble slightly.
"That's gonna take some getting use to."
They reached the shower and he went ahead to let Brit get things started to wash her hair. As she stood in the shower sopping wet from head to toe, the light glistening of her naked body, Sheldon became almost painfully erect.
"Yowza!" Sheldon let out getting Brit's attention before she smiled at him.
"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to join me?"
"Oh, right." He said quickly stepping in. The closer he was to her naked form the more he wanted to touch it. That's when an idea dawned on him. "Hey how about I lather you up to make up for earlier."
"Hmmm, that does sound enticing, go ahead."
He grabbed the body wash and used his hands to spread it over her back.
She smiled and moaned feeling his hands spread it across her chest, her rear, stomach, all over.
Once more feeling emboldened Sheldon pressed himself against her back and pinched her nipples.
"Ah~!" She cried out.
"Look at you, you're a really dirty girl aren't you?" he whispered in her ear while rubbing his dick against her ass cheeks.
Brit shudders at the touch of the appendage on her backside. "Positively filthy."
"I'll bet you'd be really dirty if I ordered you, wouldn't you?" He questioned moving his hands to the small of her waist.
"Mmmm, maybe." she let out before he gave her ass a slap. "Eep!"
He kept his hand where he struck her before squeezing. Her rump had certainly filled out over the years. Though it was not quite what one would call 'thicc' there was a certain charm to it. "There is no maybe. I wanna hear a yes or no from you young lady." Sheldon ordered.
"Sorry." she let out with a nervous/excited tone. "It won't happen again."
"Let's try this again." He said, swatting her other cheek and again making her cry out. "Tell me who does this ass belong to? Give me a name."
"Sheldon Oswald Lee."
"And what do you do when he's in the mood?" He questioned moving a hand right under her belly button.
"S-Strip?" She replied with a shudder.
"And what else?" He moved his other hand to the back of her thigh.
"B-Bend over like his little bitch." She answered as he squeezed.
"Damn right." He said moving his hands away. "Now then, as the cops say, assume the position."
Brit braced herself against the wall with her ass sticking out, giving him the chance to grip her hips and rub the tip across her folds.
"If you have anything you want to say, say it now."
"Treat me like a fuck toy."
With that, the last of his inhibitions were severed. He gripped her hips to the point they turned white and put all his power into a single thrust.
"YAAAAH!" Brit screamed.
Sheldon didn't stop, grunting at the snug feeling as he moved his hips back and forth. However even with how deep he was already he had yet to fully sheath himself inside her.
"Good god almighty! It feels like an arm!" Brit cried. "Oh! Ooh! Ha! Hah! Oh! You beast! You animal! You brute! You're going to ruin me! Don't you dare stop!"
"Wouldn't dream of it you slut!" Sheldon snarled, lifting one of her legs. He got an easy grip on her thigh and started picking up the pace.
Brit let out an almost musical wail, her head drooped allowing her to see the girth stretch her inside with every movement. So much so she could see a bulge each time it went in. 'Dear God in heaven.'
As they continued their acts of carnal delight, the sounds could be heard by those walking the street outside, albeit somewhat muffled; it was clear to some more than others what was going on in the house.
"Daddy it sounds like someone's having a party in that house over there." A little girl said to her father.
"Uh, yeah, a party." The man said, covering his daughters ears as they walked past the house.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Sheldon chanted.
"Come on you slut! You can tighten up more than that!" He barked, pulling her into his thrusts.
"I'm sorry!" Brit let out. "I! Just! Can't!"
Sheldon stopped and took the time to catch his breath. "Woo, forgot...I need to...work on my stamina." Sheldon spoke up and reached out to turn off the water. "Okay I think your hair is clean enough."
"Yes, but my pussy is a different story." She said eager for more.
"Alright, you want the finale? We'll do it in your bed." He pulled out and helped her out of the shower before leading her to her room. As soon as they got there, he pushed her on the bed and pounced. He had her facedown on the bed, ass eagerly raised to finally finish. Without waiting he jammed his dick back in and went at it like a jackhammer.
Brit was in heaven, biting down on her lower lip as her eyes rolled back.
"Yeah! Take every single inch you bitch!" Sheldon growled. He wasn't moving as fast as before but the position allowed him to get even deeper inside than before.
"Oh god! My brain is melting!" Brits speech began to slur as her tongue hung out of her mouth.
Sheldon gritted his teeth as his dick started twitching. "Get ready for your first creampie!" Sheldon drove his cock as hard and as deep as possible with a loud grunt. He buried it all the way before letting out a yell as he started shooting his sperm inside her.
"AHHHHH! SWEET MYSTERY OF LIFE AT LAST I HAVE FOUND YOU~!" sang Brit with her eyes rolling up in her head feeling the hot seed fill her up.
"Holy fuck!" Sheldon let out as her walls clamped on his manhood like a vice milking more semen out of him. He bit his lip, digging his fingers into her ass from how good this felt. Once spent he collapsed on top of her.
Both of them panted and gasped, feeling exhausted and like they were on cloud nine.
"Sweet english breakfast in the morning...that was spectacular." Brit let out, shuddering with each breath she took in.
"You can say that again sweet cheeks." chuckled Sheldon, giving her ass cheek a rub.
Brit let out a giggle before letting out a yawn. "After that romp I could sure use some sleep."
"You and I both. You practically drained me dry."
"Oh, you wanna sleep like this? Kinky."
With that both closed their eyes and let their bodies pass out.
(The next morning)
Brit mumbled in her sleep, noting how something felt off and she was a little bit cold. She opened her eyes and sat up before everything of the previous night came back to her, after a quick look around she found Sheldon was gone. Not to mention her thighs were sore and sticky. "Perhaps it's a good thing I didn't try anal last night."
She tried to climb up from the bed, nearly falling a few times, but managed to drag herself out and groan. She searched the house for Sheldon and found him tinkering in the garage. She smiled before walking up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Good morning, darling."
"Woah!" he jumped and nearly hit her chin before turning and sighed. "Easy there Brit, you almost gave me a heart attack."
"Aw I'm sorry, but I woke up and you were gone I felt a little lonely is all." she mock pouted while nuzzling his cheek, making him blush.
"Huh, you know, I never pegged you for a cuddler." Sheldon remarked. "What, did I pound the Bitchiness out of you or something last night?"
"I wouldn't be surprised if you did." she winked before looking at the device. "What's that you're working on?"
"A device that changes the state of matter of whatever is put inside of it."
"Erm..."
Sheldon sighed and rolled his eyes. "Okay say you want to build a tower out of ivory but all you have is plain old stone. Now if this device works it would change those stone blocks into ivory or anything else you want the stones to be."
"Oh, well why not just say so?"
"I just did. Anyway it still is not working the way I want it to and I've tried everything, well almost everything. I'm going to give it one last shot but if it doesn't work then I'm done." he remarked before tying in some of the wires. "Cross your fingers."
"Would this machine even be able to make Things like... Gold perhaps?"
"I'd prefer it not be used like that. It would end up reducing the value of gold itself and even destabilize the whole economy."
"Hmm. Good point."
Sheldon got the wires in and turned some bolts before closing the panel. "Ok, one more time."
"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll make you feel much better." Brit offered.
He smiled at the offer before opening it and slid in a normal brick. "Alright, let's see if this ordinary brick can become something better. Like let's say...copper." He imputed the command into the machine and prayed with all his heart. "Come on come on come on." He chanted before hitting the button. He saw it slowly begin to light up and held his breath.
The two watched in anticipation as the brick underwent the change. The machine stopped and let out a ding before Sheldon opened it and pulled out the now copper brick.
"It worked!" Brit cheers.
"Hold on. One last test." Sheldon said taking the brick over to a laser cutter and cut the brick in half. Upon further examination he found the brick was solid copper. "EUREKA!"
"What?"
"It worked! It worked all the way! I did it! Fuck I finally did it!" Sheldon exclaimed, dropping the brick half's before grabbing Brit and kissing her on the lips.
Said girl smiled and closed her eyes before kissing back with a hum.
He pulled away leaving her a little disappointed. "I need to get this patented ASAP."
"Oh must you?"
"Sorry Brit, we can get back to the real fun again when I get back." Sheldon replied, packing his notes, blueprints and the brick halves. "Hold down the fort until I get back."
"Don't make me wait too long." Brit said as he ran off. "Huh, as crazy as it sounds, I hope this works out for him." She said before tapping her chin in thought. "I wonder which he would prefer, Brit Crust-Lee or simply Brit Lee?"
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