What about a Motel Room?
"I'll be fine Mom," Lori smoothly reassured, her ever present phone in one hand and a suitcase in the other. "It's just for a day or two, and then I'll be right back home; I'll literally be fine."
Rita Loud of course couldn't help but mother her first daughter, Lori would be attending an open day at the prestigious university that she was certain she wanted to go to. Honestly it was a bit unusual for a college to use their golf program as a centrepiece but others use football and other sports, so if they could make the traditional pastime of CEO's a profitable spectator sport then why not?
"Okay sweetie, just make sure you brush your teeth and-"
"Literally nearly an adult Mom," Lori groaned as she calmly dropped her suitcase on her bed, and quickly checked under it- no dead prostitutes Luan, so much for that creepy 'joke'! "I'm pretty sure I can manage that on my own."
"Ahh don't mind your mother," Lynn Sr's cheerful voice took over the speaker. "She just needs to accept that her little girl is spreading her wings," his voice suddenly became thicker, and became increasingly so as he went on. "Ready to fly off into the sunset… where she won't need us anymore… we're just so proud honey!"
Her mother took over as Dad's voice suddenly devolved into sobs, "I think we'll need a minute so-"
"ThanksMomI'llcallyoubacklater!" Lori rushed and quickly hung up and sighed in relief.
Alone at last…
Sure, the last time she tried something like this it didn't go well; but she was waay more mature now. And she was miles away from any interruptions…
A smirk crossed her face; and with a flourish she opened her suitcase, fished around inside and pulled her hand free to reveal a cream coloured bullet-like object. Luna might have liked her monster sized dong toys, but Lori Loud preferred something a bit more precise (and easier to hide).
And with joy in hand, this slightly run down motel room would be the throne upon which she crowned herself with some fucking relief. Heaven knows she'd earned it across the years of twerp wrangling!
The only thing she would have changed would have been inviting Bobby to 'graduate' with her.
But he was working.
Again.
But sadly absent Boo Boo Bears aside, she still had her evening's fun to indulge in; and with a few loosened clothes she stepped into the attached bathroom stall get onto just that.
No.
No she was not doing just that.
Not in there.
The bathroom was disgusting even by the standards of she who had to share one with elven other people. Every grimy inch was semi slimy and dingey even when the light spluttered to life, the grout was a gross greenish colour only where the black scum hadn't overcome it.
The tiles were little better and the water had gathered in a tepid pool when she ran the lukewarm 'hot' water for a shower. A regrettably closer glance had revealed the grill was almost entirely clogged with a black grainy substance that she refused to identify.
That was the worst of it, but the rest of the bathroom was still disgusting and while she was technically clean she felt certain that nothing short of acid would avoid a fungal infection of her everything.
And she'd forgotten to pack a toothbrush.
She'd not bothered with her 'friend', not even Bobby offering himself in a chocolate cake ready and waiting with his hardened length could have inspired her to stay a second longer than she had to in that mess.
Now though she stood there semi unclothed, towel arranged in the loose-turban towel arrangement all long haired women had to don (did it have a name? Lori didn't know). There was a set of clothes for tomorrow and the day after in the luggage, but she closed the thing and tossed it under the bed.
She'd paid for the room, her infinite siblings were safely somewhere else; she could march around in whatever she damn well pleased and tonight she wasn't going to bother with anything other than some comfy undies. Not the pretty kind either, the nice soft padded kind that almost looked like a diaper that she would never dare wear in the house. So nice that Lincoln would go green with envy if she could bring herself to admit she owned them to anyone else, and in here she could let the girls hang free from their prison!
Oh thank you Lori, she imagined one often constrained tit utter to her. It's so dark and hot in there, and we sweat so much!
Yeah! The other mammary confirmed. And the underwire really chafes! Why don't we just burn all the bras and be free forever?
That sounded nice, she knew Bobby would love it and dammit if she wasn't proud of these two! Nice and big and totally not flat anymore Becky! What's that? I look like a cow? Are you sure you didn't see your Mom? Yeah; that's right I went there. It's a real shame that you got her genes, mine pumped out at least ten kids and her girls are still higher than yours!
She snickered to herself at the thought of That Bitch's face, then a sudden image of Clyde McBride's nose exploding appeared. Urghh, oh right; the world was filled with weird boys and 'men' who already perved on her.
She would never go back… but Nerdy Lori never had to deal with that nonsense. Bobby had still liked her though even if they were both shy back then, so he got the full Lori package now.
Well not right now. But for now at least she'd let herself just be a potato where no one could see her, she could strap herself up tomorrow, make herself pretty and when she got home maybe take out the endless frustration of having to wear the harness of hades on an unsuspecting male relative.
With white hair and a taste for looking like a traffic cone.
She frowned for a moment, and banished thoughts of the annoying younger sibling with the realisation that Dream Boat was nearly on. She quickly grabbed the supplied remote and turned to the cheap TV in the corner, it was about time she usually watched it with the girls and she wasn't missing it for-
The remote in her hand clicked uselessly.
The saw her reflected expression turn to shock, then the other Lori quickly grew larger as the actual Lori started poking buttons at the TV. Nothing.
The plug was in: check.
The remote had batteries: check.
Why wasn't it working?
She called room service (well actually the front desk but she could pretend).
"Oh yeah, that TV needs replacing, sorry luv. Why don't you watch it on your phone instead?" The roughly accented manager replied in a bored tone.
Lori just put the old telephone down and considered her own phone. She had plenty of charge, but a limited data plan. If she went over it her parents would take it out of her paycheck, and probably lecture her again too.
No tv. No good shower. No Bobby. Not even Leni or the twerps to entertain her.
She thumbed something in her left hand, and a sudden buzzing started.
…
…
She was literally stupid.
She threw herself on her back without care in the world and pulled down her comfy undies, tossing them to the end of the bed as she readied herself for a good time. Forget that a million other people had probably done the same thing, forget that she'd checked earlier if Luan was right about the dead prostitute because she might have been right in this place.
No; tonight Lori Loud was going t-
She fell on her arse as she tipped over the edge of the bed. She'd not taken into account just how much smaller this bed was compared to her own, and landed with a nasty thump upon her head as she half stabilised herself, legs and backside curled over her in some weird position that she was no where near flexible enough to be comfortable with.
Her toy bounced away and stopped buzzing.
With a slow and terrible 'grace' Lori flip-flopped over onto her side and reluctantly let the filthy carpet threads touch her bare arse. Careful not to expose her 'bits' to said carpet she quickly pulled herself upwards and went to bring herself to a standing height by bracing herself against the bed, when she froze.
There, right where the covers had been pulled loose by her fall from grace, the cheap sheets exposed the strained mattress. Within the aged folds a thousand little bugs swarmed, hiding from the light in the creases.
Her mouth opened in a wordless scream.
Then a very Loud one.
"So, what did you think of college?" Luan queried, the elder sister group save Leni were gathered around Lori and Leni's room. The newly returned eldest sat there with a thunderous expression, and sapphire blue lasers would have incinerated the Comedienne if she'd taken up Lisa on her offer.
"That bad hunh bruh?" Luna sighed in sympathy. "That's rough dude, but you can always get into another college."
"Yeah, you're good at school and stuff anyway," Lynn bounced a ball, seemingly in time with the pounding in Lori's skull. "Golf's kinda lame anyway-"
"I don't want to talk about it." Lori snapped, silencing the room. "Nothing good happened, I can still get in if I want but I don't want to talk about it."
Her younger sisters shared a glance in confusion, Luan piped up first' "ookay? But we had an idea while you were away-"
Luna could actually read a room, "uhh guys; this is not the-"
Lynn interrupted. "Yeah, so we were thinking; you probably got some good time to yourself in that motel room."
Lori twitched.
Luna left the room.
Luan ignored this in her eager rush, "so me and the girls though that maybe we could do the same? Y'know, get some cash together and get a room now and then."
"We're too young to do it on our own, "Lynn continued. "But if you did it, like if we made an excuse and you 'reluctantly' agreed to take us to some place juuust far enough that we'd need a hotel or something, we could all have some interruption free Alone Time!"
A vision of Lori's precious toy swam in front of her mind.
She had forgotten to retrieve it before finally escaping that buggy prison. She'd gotten another room, but her 'mood' was spoiled for days anyway.
Her best undies went the same way.
No more comfy time for Lori.
"So what do you say?" Luan reached over to shake Lori's shoulder and put on her best puppy dog eyes. "You in?"
Lori grabbed her hand and dragged her over to the door, snatching up Lynn's entire childish frame with the other.
"HEY! What's the big deal-" Lynn was cut short as she landed on her rear, Luan next to her in the hallway. Lori glared down at them both, utter frustration and spite written in the line so her forehead.
"No," And with that she slammed the door shut, her electric lock pinging as it locked.
"But why?" Luan wondered.
The door was suddenly ripped open as Lori's bitter expression seared itself into both girls minds.
"Because FUCK YOU!" Lori screamed, but somehow also sobbed. "That's why!"
And with that she slammed the door on both the girls and their scheme.
Can't we use the bathroom again?
"I don't think is a good idea Luan," Lynn griped, tentatively whispering outside the bathroom door.
"Aww, come on Lynn; it's not like you to be a 'wet blanket'," Luan giggled as she tossed a damp towel through the door before closing it again.
Lynn ripped the used towel from her head with a scowl, "yeah well I'm the one who had to get in the… 'thing' last time."
Luan poked her head out to smirk, "ooh yes, the mysterious, horrifying, 'thing' that none of you guys actually tell me about-"
"No one wants to talk about it Luan." Lynn's eye twitched, before she forced the memories back into the No No Box.
"Well I think you guys are just exaggerating to make whatever it is seem worse," Luan tittered. " 'Ohh nooo, mommy and daddy caught me and I had to get a spanking'." She burst into giggles.
Lynn's eyes narrowed. "We're not getting spanked Luan, it's way worse than that."
"Well you say that, but unless you feel like letting me know what's got you three peeing yourselves I'm sticking with the paddling theory." Luan huffed. " 'Ohhh noo, I'm Lynn Loud and my bottom's sore from my Mommy spanking me! Woe is me, can't let Luan know or she'll teeease meee',"
"I don't have to take this you know," Lynn growled. "I can just leave and let you get caught."
"Yeah you do, you owe me for not telling-"
"Shh," Lynn hissed, looking both ways. "Fine, just get in the stupid shower and… do your thing."
It was a simple plan, Luan goes in for a shower because of 'lady problems', Lynn watches from the outside and knocks if Luan gets too loud or if they have an emergency under the guise of 'waiting her turn'.
Foolproof.
A hand suddenly clamped down on her shoulder, and twisted Lynn Loud around to reveal her eldest- and most displeased- sister staring down at her.
But no plan was Lori proof.
"Hi Lori…" Lynn tried to smile. "What's up sis-"
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting in line."
"Waiting in line?"
"Yeah..." Lynn inches back a little from the stone faced eldest. "I gotta pee but Luan's in so I've gotta wait; y'know, like we always do since there's only one bathroom. "
"Yeah, yeah that's right," Lori leaned down. "Only one for all of the kids, so it would be a real shame if someone pulled a Luna in there."
Lynn sweated, "pulled a Luna?"
"Pulled a Luna."
"…"
"…"
"… What do you mea-"
"We all saw Blarney. We all know that Luna's a natural brunette. Make me continue and I'll pretzel you."
Lynn steadied herself, Lori was outside the bathroom. From the sound of things Luan hadn't 'started' yet; she could still salvage this.
"Look sis, I'm just waiting for my turn like always, I don't get why you gotta bring that up ," Lynn gagged. "I'm still trying to forget-"
"Yes well so am I," Lori glared down. "Unfortunately, it looks like you forgot our rule about shared spaces-"
Lynn glared right back at this hypocrisy: "hey, what about Vanzilla-"
"That was a mistake, obviously."
"Because you got caught?"
"Yes,- no!" Lori groaned. "Look, we have a rule about common spaces, and the Bathroom is meant to be the most off limits out of all them."
"Well it's a good thing that nothing's happening in there, except Luan getting a shower cause aunt flo' came early." Lynn casually leaned over and prepared to knock.
Lori suddenly grabbed her arm, she pulled it to her to force Lynn's attention back to her.
"Yeah no," Lori snapped. "Even if I couldn't put it together from Luan's little tease earlier- thin walls twerps- I could still guess since you don't care if someone's already using the shower! You just barge in, do your business and flush anyway!"
Oh she did do that….
"Look, just get her out of there before Mom and Dad hear her 'dirty jokes' or something and she gets to see the chastity belt in person, or worse." Lori shuddered and Lynn briefly joined her as she remembered the polite, quiet girl that Luna had briefly returned to being for the week after the 'Blarney Incident'.
"Yeah okay, I'll go in there and-"
"Ohhh yeahh!" Luan's voice came through the bathroom door, half singing. "What did the diver do when he met the clam? He went PEARLING!"
"Why don't Nuns talk about their 'habits'? They're SENSITIVE TOPICS!"
Lynn's left eye twitched. "I regret everything."
"What did Aphrodite say to Poseidon? 'Wow! What a little—oooh- SQUIRT!' "
"For the love of God just stop her." Lori despaired.
Lynn wordlessly rushed in, not bothering to knock, and a second later Lori was satisfied to hear the toilet flush.
A/N: Thanks to Nuuo for Beta-Reading this chapter