South Park Teen Years
Chapter 6
Co-Writer GreyKing46
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WARNING! This fanfiction contains LGBT themes, racist comments and themes and religious poking. The writers of this fanfiction do not enforce nor encourage the bashing or discrimination of ANYONE who is of the LGBT community, nor do we enforce racism or racist comments. The writers of this fanfiction do not condone discrimination of religions or religious icons; this fanfiction is satirical humour ONLY.
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Shadowkanji: It's South Park. Things go from zero to a hundred pretty damn quickly.
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Shadowkanji: This is Kenny. The guy who chased after girls in anyway. And when he dressed as Princess Kenny was flashing 'his boobs' every chance he had.
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Stan was still at Wendy's house. The two of them were sitting in the living room with a mug of hot chocolate in their hands...It was all they could think of at this point. "Ready?" he asked her gently
"No...You?" Wendy responded, holding an unboxed pregnancy test in her hand
"Not really." He gulped as he held her hand. "But...I'm with you." He kissed her gently
"Okay...Here we go." Wendy inhaled deeply for courage and headed to the toilet to do what needed to be done.
Stan, all HE could do was to wait
'Oh god...I-I might be a dad.' He thought, almost punishing himself. But how could he know? How could he know that some dickhead broke condoms?
... He was going to find and kill that dickhead!
Inside the bathroom, Wendy had finished peeing on the stick, she was biting her bottom lip in worry. This was going to change a lot of things.
'Oh god...What are we going to do? If this changes...Our lives...Our whole lives.' She thought in distress.
She clenched her eyes and her hand, holding the pregnancy test tightly, praying that it would show her the colour she wanted.
That it would be yellow, white or... Heck, she could handle red!
Yellow would mean she was fine
White meant she was not pregnant, just that she had some sort of cycle problem
Red would mean she had an infection and would need to see a doctor
While Blue meant pregnant
'Please...PLEASE!' She cracked open her eyes, her vision coming back into view.
She saw the white of the handle.
Then the pink of her hand.
Then she saw the screen.
Blue
Wendy was frozen.
She could barely breathe.
The one colour she didn't want...Blue.
She was pregnant.
She.
Was.
Pregnant
She felt her hands shake in frustration, sadness and hatred. She threw the test across the bathroom where it cracked the small mirror.
"Wendy?!" Stan called
"FUCK! Fucking! GOD!" She cried
"Wendy!" Stan opened the door, seeing her holding her head almost tearing her hair out.
He ran up to her, hugging her tightly
Stan didn't need to be a rocket scientist to know what the answer to the test was...He just held his girlfriend. He knew what happened.
He cried and held her close, he had to do his best
'Oh, Babe...' He thought sadly. He'd have to try and figure this out with her.
*with Kenny*
Kenny was back at home, he was out of his 'Betty costume' and taking a shower. He honestly didn't know what all of that was.
He did not know why he... He LIKED that?
He often dreamed of girls with big soft breasts, nestling into him like they were pillows.
Heck he has fucked a few guys
So...He was Bisexual? Was that it?
'Am I?' he thought
'If I am...No. Can't be. I mean...Bi-CURIOUS I guess but...Jesus...What the hell is wrong with me?' Kenny thought
He slammed his head against the wall gently
'Fuck...!' He groaned as he turned the shower off.
He began to get dressed, grumbling
"The hell am I gonna do?" He asked himself, drying his hair
"I promised to be Butters' 'girlfriend' but I'm not a girl. But I did like spending time with him, he is my friend. And sucking him off was kinda nice. But I like girls. And I liked dressing up as Betty. And... GAH!"
As he groaned, he slumped to the tattered mattress that was his bed and growled into his pillow.
KNOCK, KNOCK
"Huh? Who is it?" Kenny asked
"K-Kenny, are you okay?" Karen, Kenny's sister's voice, responded
"Not dressed!" He called nervously
"Oh, okay. Just wanted to know if you're okay." Karen answered
"Yeah...Yeah, I'm fine." Kenny lied, trying to keep Karen at arm's length at the minute.
At least until HE knew what was going on
'Sorry, Karen...I just need some time.' He thought
*with Butters*
Butters was back at home, using the spare key his parents hid under a plant-pot to enter back home. He was taking this new found courage that Betty gave him, and defy his parents' rule.
... Oh god he was so happy!
"Oh boy, ah jeez..." He whispered, heading to his room "I have a pretty girlfriend!"
He landed on his bed and laughed happily, hugging his pillow. He couldn't believe his luck.
She was so pretty and amazing!
If he didn't mess up, maybe things could go further. But right now, this was nirvana for him.
'I wonder what it would be like to dress in pretty cloths.' Butters thought
"Hmm? Where did THAT come from?" He asked himself, not that he was worried
"Hmm...Might be nice." Butters whispered
Butters soon heard his front door open and close. His parents were back
His skin paled for a second before he gathered his courage
He breathed slowly and exhaled. He could do this.
He could do this
"BUTTERS!" his dad yelled
"Yes?" Butters responded calmly, though still worried
He walked out of his room and downstairs. He looked calm, unmoving
"Why the HELL are you here before us?" His father snapped at him
"Because I-" Butters began to answer before being immediately interrupted
"DON'T you DARE talk back to me!" His father snapped
"But, dad; you just said-" Butters responded, having no clue why his dad snapped back at him for answering his question
"There you go again! Interrupting me! You are GROUNDED!" His father responded, almost shaking the house down
SNAP
That was the last straw.
Butters' fist clenched and shook
"Didn't you hear me? I said you're-"
"SHUT UP, YOU HATEFUL OLD MAN!" Butters yelled, silencing his father "SHUT UP AND FUCK OFF!"
Butters' father was taken aback by his son's defiance, falling back on his flabby ass in shock.
It was like his life was thrown upside down!
He didn't know what to say, his wife was shocked to see her son stand up to her husband.
Butters was fuelled by the adrenaline he felt. But now, it was leaving him...He was coming back down
So he took off running
Out of the house. He wasn't going to stare there, not after what just happened
So he was running
He didn't know where to run too, so he just headed to town. Not paying attention to where he was going.
He just ran
Before long, Butters came to a stop. Panting heavily in the Colorado air, he had landed up at the Community Centre. He didn't know how or why...but it was a good place to stop.
So he walked inside
'Well...Better here than the streets.' He thought going inside and sitting on the bleachers to calm down.
*Elsewhere*
Cartman grumbled as he awoke, finding himself at his job... At the pharmacy
"Huh? Oh...Right. Work. Meh." He grumbled, using his walker to get around. He was doing a stock take, seeing what was there
'Okay...Pills, pills, powder...Ooh...What've we here?' Cartman thought seeing the stock. 'More of those stupid ring things?'
"Well...Better fix that." He spoke, getting a pin from the tack board and started to pierce them
"Heh, heh, heh...Dumb fucking things." He mumbled to himself. as he must've pierced about fifteen or twenty of them.
"Cartman, are you taking stock?" The owner of the pharmacy spoke through to the back room.
"Yes!" Cartman called through loudly
"Good, then you can put some products on the shelves." The owner answered
Cue Carman complaining
"Don't argue. I have to pull my weight around too." The owner walked in, carrying boxes herself
"Suck my cock, bitch!" He snapped
Those words caused the owner to freeze in place and slam down the box in her arms onto a counter. "Say. That. Again." She seethed through her teeth.
"Oh, okay. *a-a-ahem*" Cartman cleared his throat. "Suck. My cock. Bitch!" He finished up
The owner snarled, glaring at Cartman, before she reached under the table and began to stroke his cock
Or...what was left of his cock under those huge rolls of fat.
"Hmm...Ah! Oh yeah." Cartman moaned, feeling his chub getting rubbed
"You dirty, pathetic pervert." The boss growled as she squeezed just a BIT too tightly and walked away
"HNN! M-My balls!" Cartman squealed and fell to the floor, cradling his balls
The owner snorted and walked away
"F-Fuckin' bitch." He whispered
*With Kyle*
Kyle returned to his room after dinner, feeling awkward
'Oh man...this feels REALLY fucking awkward.' Kyle thought as he locked his door behind him
"Have fun?" The monster queen smirked sexily
"It...It was dinner. It's fine." Kyle answered, turning around and saw Kala lying on his bed, wearing sexy thin lingerie.
"Thank you." She nodded
"...God, you're fucking sexy." Kyle almost drooled, seeing her in that attire.
"Oh, why thank you." She smiled happily
"I...Um, just...just wondering. Can...Can we-?" Kyle gulped seeing her.
"Fuck? Of course." She nodded
"I was gonna say 'cuddle' but...Okay!" Kyle smiled, going to his drawers and got a box of condoms out.
"Wait." She warned
"What, why? I thought-" Kyle began to speak
"Not those." She pointed to the box "They are damaged. Besides, I do not like the feel of those."
"Oh...Um...Okay. Wait, 'damaged'? Like they're broken?" Kyle asked. "Oh jeez...Okay. I-I won't use these." Kyle answered
"Pin prick holes." She nodded
"What? All of them? Shit!" Kyle frowned and threw them away. "Damn it."
"Why do you have so many, anyway?" She asked
"I...Um...Well...It feels better with a condom than JUST my hand." Kyle admitted nervously.
"Okay." She nodded
"Sorry, I guess I must seem like a weirdo." Kyle answered, blushing gently
"Not at all." She purred
"Hmm...Can...Can we still cuddle?" He asked, straightening up
"Why? We don't need the rubber." She said, spreading her legs
"Hmm!" Kyle squeaked, seeing Kala's bare pink pussy before him...He had only seen this in porn before.
His pants only felt like they were hurting him, he was so hard
He covered his cock with his hands and leaned forward from embarrassment.
"Don't be embarrassed. All people do this. It's normal." Kala smiled, helping him back and kissed his cheek "After all, I am offering myself to you."
"I...I've never done this before." Kyle admitted
"Then I'll guide you." Kala whispered
She reached down and freed him so he was naked from the waist down
"My gods...You're big." She smiled, seeing his cock stand erect and resting on her cheek, feeling its warmth
"I almost forgot." She purred, talking about how she had just been sucking him off an hour or so ago
"I...It hasn't been THAT l-l-AH!" Kyle moaned, feeling her lips and tongue work their magic again.
His eyes where already rolling up, loving the feeling
Kala moaned gently, feeling her pussy getting wet as she played with herself as she took Kyle's cock into her mouth
She effortlessly took the entire length into her mouth and sucked, her tongue playing with the head
"K-Kala...I...I'm gonna...cum!" He whispered, holding her head on his cock, flooding her mouth as she swallowed it all.
Kala moaned and swallowed it all, a bit upset he didn't give her a good warning. She wanted his cum on her face!
"Oh my god...That was...Great." Kyle panted, looking lovingly at her.
"Hmm." Kala smiled, pulling her head off his cock with an audible 'pop'. "I'm glad; are you ready?" She purred
"Yeah." He nodded quickly
"Then...Mount me." She smiled, lying back on his bed, exposing herself to him.
Kyle nodded and crawled atop her, hard once more
"You...You look so beautiful." Kyle whispered, sliding into Kala's pussy, feeling her moist warm walls hug his cock. Kyle wasn't a virgin anymore.
"Oh fuck." He moaned in pure wonder
"How is it? My pussy." Kala moaned gently, feeling Kyle's cock inside of her
"So good." He moaned
"Then use me as much as you want." Kala smiled, letting her breasts bounce under Kyle's chest.
"Fuck!" He moaned happily
Both Kala and Kyle panted, kissing each other as they fucked, until Kyle gave his second climax of the session and stopped, he was spent for the day.
Kala pouted, not liking it ended so soon
"S-Sorry...Just...three times...In one day. I...I'm not used to it." Kyle apologised. "I can get better."
"We'll practice EVERY day." Kala accepted the apology. "I'll enjoy every second."
Kyle nodded, falling asleep
'Sleep, my mate. We have EVERY day for this.' Kala smiled, gently stroking his head.
*Elsewhere*
At Tweek Bros. Coffee, Tweek was sampling a new blend for his family...Which was extremely difficult for two reasons.
Firstly: Since they made Tweek force drink a LOT of coffee, he was more hyper than usual.
Secondly: He was given a better pay check since reaching employment age.
But mostly Tweek was nervous, as Craig wanted to talk to him after work.
"Oh jeez, oh god! *Slurp* GAH! It just tastes bland!" Tweek flinched and jerked about, hyped up on coffee.
Tweek was a blonde spiky haired boy, wearing a green button messy shirt, that was just messily put on, blue jeans and black trousers; covering his front was a white apron with the logo for 'Tweek Bros. Coffeehouse'.
"Hey Tweek, you okay babe?" Craig asked as he walked in
"GAAAHHH! C-Craig! I...I'm not. These freaking coffees! They're all the same! Bitter, bland! I can't take it!" Tweek snapped due to the coffee, pulling his hair in worry.
"Hey hey babe, calm down." Craig frowned and hugged him lightly to try and calm him down
"I can't! I just-FUCK!" Tweek panted. "I need a break."
"Okay." He nodded
The two boys sat down to the side, Tweek put his mug of coffee down and was jittery from all the caffeine.
"You feeling better?" Craig asked
"Yeah...Yeah, kinda. Just...god, I need a break. Between working here and school, I don't have any 'me time'...Or...Y-You know." Tweek answered
"It's fine." Craig assured
"You're the best." Tweek sighed in relief. "So...Wh-What're you doing here?"
"Well, a couple of reasons. Mainly I wanted to see you." Craig answered
"Oh." He blushed
"Yeah, cause...The only time I get to see you is at school and that's no fun. Plus...I've had an idea for the two of us." Craig continued
"What is it?"
"Well...There are some girls who like gay guys, right?" Craig began to speak
"I guess." Tweek shrugged. "What're you getting at?"
"Threesomes." He shrugged
"Th-Threesomes?" Tweek jerked up. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking." Craig answered
"Wouldn't we be cheating or lying to anyone?" Tweek asked
"Not really. We'd ask them. We'd ask if they want to be a part of it." Craig answered "Then we get to nail some chicks."
"Really? Y-You think they'd be into it?" Tweek asked
"Of course! Girls LOVE 'gay' guys." Craig encouraged
"Well...Maybe we CAN try it?" Tweek responded.
"Awesome!" Craig grinned
"But...Un-until then...Can I get another hug?" Tweek asked
"Sure." Craig answered, doing just that.
... And felt something poking his thigh
"You hard right now?" Craig asked
"Maybe." Tweek admitted
"Well...I guess we can make out for a bit." Craig admitted, rubbing Tweek's back gently "Okay?"
"Sure!" Tweek smiled, kissing Craig on his lips.
The two boys fumbled in the coffee shop's back room for a little bit, just holding each other. Nothing over the top, but it was a good stress reliever for Tweek.
They had never really done 'it'. Honestly they had, at first, done the relationship thing as a way to get everyone to leave them alone but over time they just... Fit together. They worked well together and liked spending time together
"You REALLY like kissing, don't you?" Craig joked lightly, breaking the kiss
Tweek nodded, shaking. He was on the edge already
"Hey, hey...Calm down. Okay? I'm here." Craig smiled.
With one more kiss Tweek moaned and came in his pants
"Whoops. Guess that happened." Craig answered
"Ohh...! S-So embarrassing!" Tweek blushed, covering his face
"Don't worry, it's cute." Craig praised before he grinned "Hey, you said that coffee is bland right?"
"Yeah. It's like I can't taste the difference anymore. My parents don't get it!" Tweek answered
"Well, I've got an idea." Craig grinned evily as he grabbed a cup while reaching for Tweek's pants
"Wh-What're you-? AH!" Tweek asked feeling his pants being pulled down, while also feeling his boyfriend's fingers brush against his cock gently
Craig was scraping off the semen from Tweek's now soft member and getting it into the coffee
"There. Let THEM taste test this." He smiled, holding the mug up
"Mr Tweek!" He called out, doing up Tweek's pants quickly
"Craig, wait!" Tweek squeaked in worry, but keeping quiet as his dad came in
"Yes? Oh, what's this?" Mr Tweak asked. "Oh, is this the new coffee?"
"Yeah, try some." Craig answered, passing it over.
"Alright, sure." Mr Tweak answered, drinking it.
'OH, GOD!' Tweek jerked in worry, but was silent
"Hmm..." Mr Tweak smacked his lips, savouring the taste. "It is so delicious." He smiled
"What?" Tweek gasped
"Glad you like it." Craig answered.
"Yes, I do. Tweek, you can go home with your boyfriend. Good job son." Mr Tweak answered
"Th-Thanks dad. C-Come on!" Tweek pulled Craig away quickly, wanting to get out of there before anything happened.
He ran as fast as he could
'Crapcrapcrapcrap!' Tweek thought as they ran back to his house, all the while Craig was laughing
"Oh that was fucking awesome!" Craig laughed
"Craig! You...You-!" Tweek tried to get the words out
"Oh come on Tweek, that was hilarious!"
"You-!" Tweek huffed, red-cheeked from running before kissing Craig on his lips again
Craig gasped a bit and returned the kiss
Breaking the kiss, Tweek looked into Craig's eyes. "Best. Boyfriend. Ever." He panted
... And Craig began to laugh
To be continued
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