Wendy stood in shock surrounded by plastic and trees waving gently in the wind. That nagging she had felt before she left was back and now after so long it had a name. A fetish buried deep for years, she liked chub. She realized now that whenever the nagging happened back in high school it was in the presence of another man that was less then fit. The realization hit her as she watched Cartman's back and how his body moved beneath his clothes. She fell to her knees in shock under the pressure of her self realization and Cartman's confession. She loved Stan though, or she thought she loved Stan. She knew what she felt that night at the lake and it was love. She didn't know what to do now other then to just go back home and ride everything out.

The sun was starting to set when Cartman came back covered in dirt, twigs, and leafs all over him and in his hair. She had been laying on the hood of his car when she heard his footsteps. Getting a good look at his face she realized how much hes grown and filled out. Even covered in dirt she still felt attracted to him. He looked more sinister in the fading light his face twisted in a frown. She slid off the hood of the car standing in front of Cartman. Quicker then she thought he could move he took her in for a hug kissing her lips hard and demanding sending shivers down her spine and just as quickly let go.

"You tell anyone about that too and I'll kill you bitch. I've promised to keep my mouth shut about Stan's business while you've been gone, but so help me god Wendy, if he hurts you I'll kill him. I wont wait forever for you, you have until the end of summer." Before she could get over her shock Cartman had her in the car and on their way back home. She almost didn't want to go home, back to the noise of life she hadn't noticed before. She laid back wondering what Cartman meant by 'Stan's business' but not daring to ask. She didn't want to ask Stan about it either, life was easier when her only worries were school related.

The headlights bobbed up and down on the dirt road as they drove back in silence. Wendy watched the shadows and dips illuminated and flash by quicker then she could count them. Turning or face out the passenger side window she saw the sun starting to dip behind the mountains giving the fading light a ragged, black outline that accented the deep oranges and purples. She hadn't realized how late it was feeding the anxiety knowing for sure Stan was going to be upset.

When Cartman pulled up to Stan's house the sun had almost set completely. Stan was sitting on his steps with Kyle looking worried, they both looked up as the car came to a stop. They both jumped up in anger when they saw Wendy get out of the car,

"What the fuck did you do to her you bastard!" Stan went running at the car but with Wendy safely on the sidewalk Cartman flipped a finger and sped off.

"It's fine Stan, he didn't hurt me. I'll tell you what happened inside." She watched Stan go through a handful of emotions and finally settle with worried. Calming down he took Wendy into a hard hug, but still more gentle then what Cartman had been. Wendy hid her frown in Stan's shoulder as the thought how she had liked the roughness. Would she become addicted to it? Stan would never be able to give her that.

"Why do you smell like the woods?" Stan pulled out of the hug and held her at arms length.

"We went for a drive, lets go inside." Stan waved Kyle goodbye as they went inside, dinner smelled delicious and Wendy's stomach growled when she realized she hadn't eaten all day, her lunch left half eaten at the mall. Once in Stan's bedroom she told him about how Bebe had treated her and what she had said, how she had run into Cartman and how he was strangely nice. As promised she didn't mention is fort but instead said that he had taken her to an empty field to yell out her anger and sadness. Bringing her a question that had been nagging at her.

"Why don't you guys hang out with Cartman anymore. I know he's a dick but the four of you were inseparable before I left." It was Stan's turn for a story.

"It started about four months after you left. Cartman's mom had found a man who had decided to stick around. He made their lives better and had promised they would be a family forever and with a strong male figure in his life Cartman started to straighten out. A year in he his attitude had almost flipped, he was a great friend, didn't say a damn thing about jews, had dropped the hitler thing. But that man left them. Didn't say anything, didn't leave a note, they woke up one day and he was gone taking everything with him." Stan looked pained by this, as if he had lost something as well which was almost true. "We all thought Cartman would go back to the way he was but instead he just started showing up. We all knew what his mom was up to and couldn't blame him. Kenny tried to talk to him about it but he attacked him and ran off. When he got his car we saw him even less but it gave us a way to get him involved with us again. I don't know if any of it helped but I think it helped him take his mind off of home."

Everything started to click in Wendy's mind as they ate dinner, the conversation slow and uninteresting. Stan had an average day at work and managed not to mention Wendy's day which she was thankful for. She only hoped that the water pack on Saturday would help bring her mood back up over this chaos. In retrospect the town really hadn't changed much, there was always drama and while she wasn't always part of it, drama was always there.

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Cartman had gotten talked into a pool day and he didn't know why, He didn't know why he agreed either but it was guaranteed he'd see Wendy nearly naked and what he can't touch he can defiantly look at. Stan could suck his balls at that. It was just before dawn when he snuck out. His mom was still asleep with whoever had come with her last night and he didn't want to know. He had packed swim trunks, a towel, and an extra shirt that fit in a small back pack. It was still too early to go by Stan's and his fort was too far, he figured he'd just park around the corner and catch some sleep.

Driving by Stan's he noticed a figure sneaking off towards Kyles. The anger rose and before he could think about it he parked and took off after the figure. Rounded the corner close behind he could tell it was Stan, his gut had said it was Stan and his gut also had a good feeling on what was about to go on. Kyle's light was off but the window was open, the curtains pulled back. As Stan drew closer Cartman called out in a harsh whisper just loud enough to be heard.

"God damn it Stan what are you doing? Can't leave your jew whore for a whole day?" He had startled Stan but the he recovered quickly.

"The fuck are you doing here?" Stan hissed the words more then likely pissed that he had been stopped so close.

"Wondering why the fuck you keep running back to that whore when you have a piece of ass like Wendy at home you dirt bag." Cartman had caught up and was staring Stan right in the eyes.

"I don't remember it being any of your business or you caring about any of our business. Now fuck off." Stan tried to turn away but Cartman grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back hard.

"Everything is my business now and if you aren't going to take Wendy seriously then I'm going after her." Cartman saw Kyle in the window and flashed him a toothy grin.

"You wouldn't dare." Stan pulled himself away and backed up posing for a fight.

"I do. You go through that window and I'll pursue Wendy with everything I've got." Cartman crossed his arms confidently. He'd either get a free pass to go after Wendy or ruin Stan and Kyle's sex life for a day. Stan crossed his arms looking equally as confident.

"Fine then. Wendy has standards that a fat ass like you wont meet. I'm going into that room and I'll see you after dinner. Good fucking luck." Stan turned again to the open window and Cartman didn't stop him. He felt he had won this fight and he also knew things that Stan didn't. Like the way Wendy leaned into him and how hot her mouth felt against his. It didn't bother him that Stan had gotten to her first, it only gave Wendy some one to compare him to and he was confident that he had more to offer then Stan.

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Wendy woke up alone in the bedroom again. Stan had managed to beat her awake every morning no mater what. She had to admire him for that. She was excited about playing at the pool today but anxious over seeing Bebe and Kenny after what had happened at the mall. Kenny probably wouldn't do or say anything but that also means he'll do or say nothing to stop whatever Bebe had planned. She decided that wouldn't get her down, she needed to stand up for herself and today she was going to stop it all.

Stan had managed to pack everything right this time stream lining their departure. Cartman was already outside with Kyle when they left the house, neither of them looked happy and the mood seemed to be the same with all three of the boys. Wendy almost opened her mouth but decided to keep it shut, a quiet ride to the pool was better then a loud one filled with "Fat ass" and "Jew Fag". Cartman's car smelled like it had the other day and it sent a new wave of emotions through her body as she settled into the back seat with Stan. They weren't too hard to push aside with Stan's hand in hers but it made the situation feel awkward with the continuing silence.

Bebe was waiting for her with a handful of lackeys, Kenny standing in the shadows of the entry way. Everyone else saw her too the car a sudden flurry of movement and words.

"Wendy just ignore them we've got your back" Stan spoke first "There's three of us guys here to get you through."

"I think you should kick her bitch ass." Cartman had parked and was turned to look at her his eyes unwavering as they stared straight at her.

"No you fat ass we don't want to make a scene. We might get kicked out."

"You dumb shit it's just a pool, not like disney world or something fucking amazing. She can't just roll over and let a cunt like Bebe rule her life like the rest of the sluts." Cartman's eyes were still on Wendy not giving a damn to all the motion that came with Stan's words.

"You always go out of your way to start fights! Why don't you just sit back for once?"

"Why don't the two of you let me make my own fucking choice!" Wendy was tired of it but thankful. The fight had killed her nerves and all that was left was annoyance that she knew how to channel. She grabbed her bag and left the car walking fast enough the boys tripped over each other to try to keep up. She bee lined it for Bebe copying Cartman's dead stare. She could see her confidence waver but only slightly.

"Well well well, look who came out of her hole." Bebe's comment got a chorus of giggled from her entourage. Without missing a beat Wendy punched her in the face. Not a girly slap but a full on closed fist that knocked Bebe on her ass.

"And look who still can't fight alone. You wouldn't be anything without your manipulated circle of friends. The second they find a new alpha you'll be old news, you'll be the one with the house of cats. You're the one insecure about your life so stay the fuck out of mine." The boys had caught up but stayed their distance, Stan being held back by Cartman

"How dare yo..." Bebe had almost gotten back up but Wendy threw another punch before she could regain her footing.

"I dare to do whatever I want to do and I'll be damned before I let ANYONE fucking mess with that. You know what I stand for. Good luck taking me down ever again, I know I've got at least one person in my corner willing to help." Bebe stayed down while Wendy and the boys got their tickets and went in to enjoy the rest of their day. Her fan girls helped her back up after it was safe getting her a mirror and fresh make-up. Kenny stayed where he was un phased by the whole outburst.

"Wendy what did you mean at least one person in your corner?" Stan caught up with her leaving a silent Kyle and a grinning Cartman behind.

"Whatever I feel like it means Stan, why does it mater? I blew a lot of big air back there as a scare tactic." Wendy found a soft spot on the grass near by and lay her towel out to sun bathe taking off the clothes above her swim suit.

"If you say so." Stand did the same pulling out some sunscreen. "But I couldn't help to feel that you didn't mean me." He started to put on the lotion ignoring Wendy's out stretched hand.

"That's because you're too big of a pussy." Cartman had changed into trunks and a white shirt. "You just proved it in the car and now she's having doubts. Lotion?" Cartman offered his bottle to Wendy.

"Thanks, and not quite. Stan you're really nice and I know you'll fight for what you believe in but what about what I believe in? Can you get my back?" She asked to neither in particular but Cartman made a move first. His large hands felt nice on her back as he worked in the lotion leaving Stan pouting in silence. He couldn't help it though, he had never been a fighter.

Kyle had almost made it over to the group when a couple of girls approached him. They were too far for Wendy to pick up the conversation but the girls' giggles picked up her interest. Kyle blushing didn't help the situation as he shuffled the rest of the way over.

"Sorry about that. They thought I was someone else." Wendy lost interest and decided it was time to get wet. A few hours in they had lunch. Neither of them bought food but the concession stand had an assortment of food. Looking around Wendy noticed more middle school girls pointing and giggling at Kyle and a few at Stan. That was weird but she brushed it off, they were attractive football players and good to look at in their swim trunks. Laying down for a nap Wendy let Cartman rub lotion on her back again slipping away as his hands handled her well.

She was woken up half an hour later with a squeal from the middle school girls. Rolling over she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes to only see Stan and Kyle kissing. She blinked a few more times before the image set in.

"What the fuck Stan!" He hadn't seen her wake and was startled pulling away.

"It's nothing! We got dared!" Wendy saw they had drawn a crowed of adolescent girls squealing and whispering amongst each other. She wanted to believe him but there was something off. She saw tongue in that kiss and Cartman had said something about "Stan's business'.

"Do it again!" A girl in the crowed edged the boys on but Stan kept his eyes on Wendy, a worried look on his face.

"Whatever." Wendy grabbed her stuff and stormed off. What did she care what Stan did with other guys. He still loved her right? That's why he waited for her and why he had sex with her at the lake. He's too nice to play her like that. Nearing the door she saw Bebe sneering at her obviously enjoying the show. She mouthed the words 'told you so' before Wendy passed through the gate to the parking lot. She threw her stuff on the hood of the car realizing she couldn't get in. She leaned her forehead on the drivers side door closing her eyes. This sucked, everything sucked. She just wanted to go back to school and leave all this bullshit behind.

She jumped when she felt a on her shoulder. Stan must have come running for her. Her heart fell when she turned faced Cartman instead.

"Dumb bitch." He took her into a hug she tried to struggle against him but failed.

"How long?" She went limp in his arms defeated by everything.

"Freshman year. I was hoping he would tell you before you found out this way." Wendy pushed herself away.

"Why didn't he tell me before we went to the lake? Why did he drag me along? Did he think I'd be upset, did he think I'd get mad? Huh? Answer me that one because I know I can't!" Wendy gestured wildly stomping in circles.

"I can't tell you that retard. You're going to have to ask him yourself."

"That's not good enough, I don't want to see him ever again." Wendy started to pound on Cartman's chest. It didn't have as much give as she expected. Underneath the fat must have been a well built frame. She remembered the punching post in the fort. He must have put hours into that thing.

"Do you regret it?" His question threw Wendy off, her punches slowing to a stop. She calmed down thinking about it for a second. Of all the people to lose her virginity to he wasn't the worst in the world. It was a wonderful night and lets face it, being a virgin in college would have been silly.

"I guess not."

"Then let it go, let him be with Kyle. I can take care of you. A dumb bitch like you wouldn't last." He tilted her head up and looked her in the eyes his brown ones digging deep. "You can stay with me if you want. My mom wont notice but it's up to you." Wendy was lost in his arms until someone coughed gently behind them. It was Kenny with a ghostly looking Stan and Kyle, one in each hand by the ear.

"I'm sorry Wendy." Stan struggled against Kenny's grip. "I just wanted everything to be how you wanted it. I was going to tell you after you left but I messed up." Kenny let the two go each rubbing their ears furiously.

"I can't forgive you that easily Stan. I'm going to go stay with Cartman." on cue Cartman wrapped an arm around Wendy's shoulders and pulled her in defensibly. Stan made a face but didn't protest. It was all over. The perfect couple had fallen apart and the world didn't end, no one was dying. It was just a stated fact like the sky was blue. Stan and Wendy were over and there was nothing to be done or said but for them to move on. The ride home was just as quiet on the way back as it was there, Wendy in the passenger seat this time around.

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Cartman waited in the car while Wendy and Stan went inside the house to have one last talk and for her to grab her things. He was elated and mad at the same time. Wendy was finally his but there was no fight, no climax between him and Stan. He had just rolled over like a bitch and accepted that he had lost. Kyle waited for Stan but well away from Cartman up on the steps of the house. He had felt like a third wheel and was probably anxious and excited that he would be on Stan's center stage yet again.

Stan helped load Wendy's bags in the trunk of the car giving her a hug good bye before she got in. Both of their moods had lifted leaving Cartman with a chatty Wendy the few blocks home. His mom was out making things easier to unload, he could explain later if she bothered to ask. He couldn't remember if Wendy had ever been to his house before but nothing had changed if she had. The house was nothing special, his mom found a house void of personal effects made for better clientele.

Cartman's room was a different story. It was clean but a mountain of games and systems stood in a mountain of cold plastic across from his bed. His mom had let him move it all to his room, again for her benefit, years ago. Wendy sat on the bed bouncing up and down a little, it was a king set in the far corner taking up most of the room. Looking in from the door way he couldn't help but to feel like everything was going to be alright again. The day had taken its toll as Wendy laid down, her body showing a bit of sunburn. In minutes she was asleep.

They couldn't sleep here the last month she had left. While he was used to the noise and could block it out it would be cruel of him to make her deal with that. But a part of him wanted to, wanted her to feel what he had all his life, that emptiness. Spoiled bitch had a perfect family, perfect school life, and perfect body. He didn't want to leave her here alone or wake her with his gaming so he laid next to her and listened to her breathe drifting off to sleep himself.

His mom never showed up that night leaving the two alone for dinner. Mac and cheese is what they decided on, the cupboards filled mostly with dry and canned goods, only a gallon of milk and pop in the fridge. Cartman had lived off take out most his life but without mom here to order it they decided to go ahead and just make something.

Cartman let Wendy shower first while he cleaned up the dishes. He wouldn't normally do house work and made sure Wendy knew it loud and clear on her way up stairs to the bathroom. He hummed to himself annoyed by his good mood. This must be what married couples felt like, no sex and everything. He planned to change that though, after his shower he'd show her what a real man felt like. Although something he had neglected to mention was the fact he was still a virgin. Small technicality.

Wendy hadn't taken long and gave Cartman a small smile on his way to the bathroom. Getting undressed Cartman gave the water heater a moment to catch up taking a look at himself in the mirror. His face was bare, not even stubble managed to survive giving him a younger appearance then the other three boys. The muscle underneath helped tighten his fat giving it an almost blacksmith like body. Wendy's punches from earlier had bounced off without leaving a bruise. He wondered if she was hitting as hard as possible referring back to the fight they had in elementary. She had kicked his ass then but now it looked like the scales have flipped.

He decided to rub one off in the shower before attempting to woo Wendy. It'd be sad if he lost it five minutes in. The anticipation added to his lust and he came in record time. He made sure he washed everything double taking his time to get every nook and cranny including his feet. The hot water had run out but he didn't care as he washed the last of the soap down. Toweling off he could hear the sounds of one of his games in the bedroom. Wendy must have gotten curious.

Walking lightly Cartman snuck over to the bedroom door and watched as Wendy died over and over again obviously not used to video games. She was propped up on the bed making the perfect target as Cartman crept up behind her taking her into his arms. She didn't mind leaning into his naked body giving Cartman the perfect view down the lose t-shirt she was in. He smiled as he heard her curse softly dieing yet again. Cartman threw himself back taking Wendy with him his arms crossed over her chest. She giggled trying to turn over, the blanket slipping off her waist to reveal blue boy shorts.

He let her go and smiled as she realized what she was rubbing her butt on. Her eyes flickered back and forth looking at him uncertainly noticing his nakedness below her. Cartman made the first move running his hands up her shirt to grab a generous breast in each hand squeezing lightly. Wendy moaned when he played with the nipples breaking his self control. He flipped her fast positioning himself on top biting her neck roughly. She gasped and tried to fight back but he was too much. His mouth started to trail down taking a moment on each breast as one hand lifted off her shirt and the other wandered into her panties.

She was wet with excitement and getting wetter with every dominate move he made. Sticking an exploratory finger in he felt her stiffen and stifle a small moan urging him on. He wiggled around inside her trailing his mouth down the rest of her body stopping just above a small puff of neatly kept hair poking above her panties. He pulled out his finger and took off her panties without protest sticking his face into her crotch. Her small pink lips tasted like nothing he'd eaten before and he try to take in as much as he could using his hands to keep her legs from closing in on him.

He felt the muscles in her legs spasm and her back arch as he sucked on her clit her moans no longer being held back. Satisfied he had given her enough foreplay he lifted her legs up against his chest and positioned his throbbing cock at her entrance. He teased the pink folds with the head of his dick making Wendy thrust her hips forward to try to catch more.

"God damn it you fat fuck stick it in!" Wendy had grabbed a pillow to cover her face but the words were clear enough. Cartman thrust forward harder then he wanted making her gasp.

"I'm not fat I'm big boned bitch." He dragged his cock back out slowly his hands on her ass to prevent her from thrusting forward. He held himself barely in smiling wickedly as she shuddered and twisted under his hold. He was reaching his own limits pushing back in the tip of his dick reached bottom. He leaned in smothering her, grabbing her hair, and found a good pace. He felt her shudder again and bite at his shoulder his hold on her hair preventing her from ever reaching it. He was close to losing it and squeezed out a few more thrusts before pulling out.

His balls twitched his hand rubbing up and down the length of his cock as he released on Wendy's stomach. His cum leaping out sporadically leaving trails of it all over, she'd have to take another shower. Or they as she took him into a hug before he could react.

"God damn it woman. Now you got it all over the place." She rubbed her body on the front of his as if to drive in the point.

"I'm not the one who pulled out." She giggled as she slipped off the bed. She didn't make it far before her legs gave out and she laid defeated on the floor. She looked so sexy covered in sweat and his cum laid out on his floor. It was almost too much as he felt himself rise again tackling her.

"You better watch your whore mouth when your at my mercy." He made sure to lay his renewed hardon on her leg to emphasize his point. She only giggled more taking him into a deep kiss her body slippery under his. Spitting into his hand Cartman rubbed it all over his cock before diving in again her body taking him in in a messy smack. The rest of the night continued like that ending in the bed. He didn't pull out the rest of the night and it didn't bother either of them. It was so hot to feel her swallow up everything he gave.