WARNING: this fanfic contains a yandere kyle, male-pregnancy, k2, deaths and murder,hint of stendy,creek and cutters. Don't like, don't read. Rated M to be safe.
Dead silence
Chapter 2: the plan
I walked trough the south park mall, looking for the perfect shop. I wanted my plan to be a success, even tough I married him, I don't wanna come in second after Bebe Stevens, south parks very own slut. Kenny talked, a lot about her before we were together as a couple, how she was in bed, ugh it gave me the shivers.
At least I found a lingerie store.
Perfect.
My plan was topping that kiss, I knew Kenny's weakness for panty's, on our honeymoon someone putted them in my bag, ugh I had to wear them, well Kenny enjoyed it.
I walked inside of the store, kinda awkward since it was full of females. While looking for the perfect panties, I thought why
why they were talking so long
why she kissed him and he accepted it, I mean sure before he proposed me, he was south parks very own sexual god, had problems with it, he could fix it, if you called him to blow some steam off, he was already naked waiting for you.
Still why at the do- my thoughts got cut off by a woman wich was staring at me
"need h-help...uh...sir?" I turned red when she stared at the pink panties I was holding.
"uhm...no,no,no" I chuckled nervously and looked in another direction.
She finally left me alone after staring at me, god thank it. I heard some girls giggling behind me.
If one of those girls was from my high school, I had a big, big problem, the gossip might go around that I, kyle Broflovski , south parks ginger jew nerd, wore panties.
As I looked around in the store, I came to a conclusion. I defenlty needed help if I wanted the perfect panties.
I nervously walked towards the woman that first asked me for help, I gulped and went red like a tomato
"you said you didn't need help eh?" she said in a bitchy tone.
"i- I think I could use some...advice"
"well what do you need,hon?" she looked bitchy at me
damn this woman must be on her period.
" something that says- uhm...something that says..that I'm not a slut, but not that innocent and virgin either"
She raised a brow, didnt she believe me, am I really that innocent to people? She putted on some grin.
"i just have the thing for you,hon"
oh gosh, what have I done?
I bought the one that she'd show me, a white one with gray stripes over it and ribbon stuff all over it.
If someone saw me with this bag of the lingerie store, my god.
And ofcourse, god hates me, there were craig and tweek, drinking together.
Craig poked tweek and both looked at me.
I pulled my ushanka over my head, and quickly moved faster, I could hear them laugh.
As I continued my quest for the perfect clothes, I found them.
A wide short skirt, a short white top and stockings.
Perfect, I will show Kenny that I'm way better than Bebe. When I walked towards my apartment, I saw the door left open.
I swear I closed it when I left.
As I walked slowly inside, I saw my man and that blond prostitution whore with my man,
kissing him in his neck and on his jaw line like she was gonna die tomorrow.
I looked over to the little table at the sofa, it was standing full with empty vodka bottles and beer cans.
"what the fuck." I said dryly standing at the door opening
both looked at me, Kenny's neck full of lipstick marks and it was over his mouth aswell.
Bebe putted on her "not guilty" smile
"OUT" I yelled at her. She rolled her eyes and stood up, giving me this bitchy look when she walked out and smacked the door closed."what the hell was that?"
Kenny smirked at me drunkly. "wass- dunno"
he was drunk, great.
He stared at the bag "was dat?-" my eyes grew widely "oh- oh a surprise for tonight" I replied trying to make my voice sound seductive.
A big smirk grew on that drunk bastards face. I winked at him and walked to our bathroom, locked it and got undressed.
Is this what I really wanted? To top a slut for being a bigger slut? I mean sure Kenny loves it but why do I feel so unsure about this?
While grabbing the clothes out of the bag, I looked at them
what if Kenny thinks I am a big whore aswell? Will he leave me? Will- no ofcourse not-
I shook my head and smiled, he would love it, he always loved it when I dressed up as a female,
maid clothing or Britney spears, he always enjoyed it so much.
So as I got dressed, I went nervously downstairs, as I saw Kenny reading some old playboy
ok,why didnt I threw that old thing away.
I slowly walked closer to him, leaning against him, while he continued reading, I threw my arms around his neck and brushed my lips against him and looked kinda pissed at the playboy
"why your reading that old thing?"
"oh- just, was bored I quess"
I rolled my eyes and nibbled his neck, I saw some pervish smirk grew on his face.
"craig texted me that you were at a lingerie store its true,isnt it?" I nodded nervously
I grabbed the playboy and threw it far away in a corner and hoped on kenny's lap, holding his face close to my lips while I whisper in his ears "why were you still reading that old thing if there is so much more we could be doing"
he's all mine tonight