My fanfic is focused on NTR and other heavy themes, for those who ship Wendip and don't like it, GET OUT OF HERE!
Wendy Corduroy stood at the edge of the living room, leaning casually against the wall, surveying the scene before her. Tambry's house was alive with the hum of teenage energy, the air thick with laughter, and the bass-heavy thump of music. Strings of fairy lights crisscrossed the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the sea of faces. A couple of her friends, Lee and Nate, were attempting to DJ, arguing good-naturedly over which track to play next. Wendy took a sip of her beer, feeling the cool fizz tickle her throat, and smiled to herself. She always loved Tambry's parties.
The room was packed, and Wendy could see clusters of people scattered throughout the space, each group engaged in their own animated conversations. Empty beer cans and crumpled soda cups littered the tables, and a faint haze of smoke hung in the air, the telltale sign that some of the partygoers had brought more than just alcohol. Indeed, many have brought various drugs. You had the classic like a weed, but Nate and Lee somehow also got their hands on coke and LSD. Yet, it wasn't the first time they did. Wendy took it all in stride; she had seen it all before at these midnight gatherings.
Wendy felt a slight tug on her flannel sleeve and turned to see Tambry herself standing beside her. Tambry's dyed-purple hair framed her face, and her lips were painted a dark shade of violet that matched her dress.
"Hey, Wendy!" Tambry shouted over the music, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Glad you could make it. Have you tried the punch yet? I think Nate might've spiked it."
Wendy laughed, shaking her head. "Nah, I'm sticking to soda tonight. But thanks for the heads up."
Tambry grinned, giving Wendy a thumbs-up before disappearing back into the crowd. Wendy watched her go, feeling a wave of affection for her friend. Tambry always knew how to throw a great party, even if things sometimes got a bit out of hand. Wendy remembered the last time someone had spiked the punch—half the guests had ended up in a hilarious, albeit chaotic, dance-off in the backyard.
Wendy was dressed in her usual laid-back style—a green flannel shirt rolled up at the sleeves, paired with matching green shorts. Her auburn hair flowed freely over her shoulders, and she wore her signature lumberjack hat, which added to her effortlessly cool appearance. Better yet, her shorts greatly helped show off her curves. Of any girl at this party, she was the one with the fattest ass. It was thanks to that fat ass that she was the best when it came to twerking as you could call her a natural.
As the night wore on, Wendy drifted from one conversation to another, her easygoing nature making her a magnet for people wanting to chat. She caught up with Thompson, who told her about his latest Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons campaign, and listened to Tambry recounting her latest online escapades. Despite the noise and the crowd, Wendy felt a sense of calm wash over her. This was her element—being surrounded by friends, sharing stories, and just enjoying the moment. As she made her way through the crowd of partygoers, she spotted Robbie lounging by the staircase, his expression a mix of boredom and disinterest.
"Hey, Robbie," she said, walking up to him and bumping his shoulder lightly with her own. "Having fun?"
"Hey, Babe. Yeah, it's a great party. Just needed a break from the crowd for a bit," Robbie looked up, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Also, I kinda missed you," He smirked as he suddenly grabbed one of Wendy's butt cheeks, squeezing it in his grasp.
The redhead smirked in return, grabbing his wrist and guiding his hand closer to where her ass hole was, encouraging him to push his fingers in through her shorts.
"I know a way we can have more fun," Wendy remarked with a grin, much to Robbie's curiosity.
"Oh, yeah?" The boy wiggled his eyebrows, hoping the redhead wanted to lead him to a random room so he could fuck her brains out.
"Yeah, my dad and brothers went away earlier today for some survival training. They'll be gone for the whole week. How about you come over and stay at my place? We could have even more fun than we do, now,"
"Now you're talking," Robbie grinned with lust, giving her butt a light slap.
"Great, let's scram now. The party's fun, but I have an itch I need you to scratch," Wendy smirked. However, before
Robbie could take off, she held him back. "Just one moment, though," She stated before suddenly climbing on top of a nearby table. "Hey, everyone! Look here!" She shouted over the party's loud music, which seemed enough to pull everyone's attention to her.
She turned her ass to the crowd, and began twerking, jiggling her ass up and down quickly and in rhythm with the song, making her cheeks clap in sync with her moves. Most boys' stares couldn't leave her butt, watching with fascination and lust. Oh, she loved those looks, even more, the ones coming from her boyfriend. She could tell he was imagining all the ways he would fuck her. The very least he could do considering she was giving everyone a show. Moreover, the least she could do was show to every boy here who she belonged to. So, she jumped off the table, and placed her arms on the floor, letting her head rest on them while her ass was high in the air, her legs still standing. She imitated a pose she had seen on the internet and had wanted to try out for a while now.
She pushed her butt against Robbie's pelvis and began twerking on it, much to the boy's pleasure.
"Woohoo! Get it on, girl!" A random girl shouted from the crowd while the redhead continued to slam her buttocks against his cock, which she could feel was getting harder through his pants.
"Damn, you're always so good with that piece of meat," Robbie commented as he grabbed her ass, lightly slapping it. He then turned to the crowd, mostly the guys who stared at him with envy. "That's my female! Remember it, losers!" He snickered arrogantly while Wendy stood back up.
"Thanks, babe," Wendy smiled, dusting herself off, and ignoring some of the glare they received.
"You're welcome. Let's grab my van," Robbie hurriedly stated, impatient to get to her home. He pulled his keys out. "Want me to take anything?" He inquired while leading the way.
"Bring every drug you have. Oh, and beer. Lots of it," Wendy smiled widely. "I wanna go crazy," She said, walking after her boyfriend. Suddenly, she grabbed his hand, stopping him in his tracks. "Oh, and by the way, I'm fertile today, so as usual, no condoms," She instructed him.
"Of course, babe. I'll make sure to fuck a baby into you," Robbie snickered pridefully before pulling her out of the house with him.
Oh, Wendy made sure he was used to her shenanigans, and she was also aware he even heard of them from the other boys she dated. Of course, they would blabber about her to other people since she doubted they had even dated a bigger slut than she was. The redhead loved taking risks, and that included risks during sex. And there was nothing riskier than fucking when she was fertile. The idea of getting pregnant or even getting caught in the act turned her on. Obviously, every boyfriend she dated until now, including Robbie, loved that about her. What guy wouldn't want to have a whore as a girlfriend? He could treat her like an object. He could treat her like a piece of meat, and she would demand more! In fact, she loved being seen as nothing but a piece of meat.
Thankfully, Robbie also didn't care if she got pregnant. If she did, he would fuck her a few more times, empty his balls in that cum bucket she called a pussy, then throw her away like a used rag. The redhead made sure to tell him that herself, just like she did to her other boyfriends. The idea simply turned her on, which was why she even hoped she would get knocked up. Most teenage guys would throw away a girl if they knocked her up, so it was easy for her to find someone that scummy, and she could tell Robbie was quite scummy the moment she met him.
"Well, you're lucky 'cause I already have everything in my van. I was planning to give them out at the party, but they already had plenty," Robbie sniggered while leading his girlfriend to his van. "We'll still have to make a quick stop at my house, though," He added.
"Oh, really? Anything else you wanna bring?" Wendy wiggled her eyebrows, hoping he would bring her a nice surprise.
"My guitar, mostly," Robbie grinned. The redhead loved listening to him play, especially when it was a song specifically written for her.
"Oh, you know how to bring some romantic tension," Wendy bit her lower lip as she stepped in the passenger seat. "Alright, I guess we can take a detour," She conceded. Obviously, she wouldn't refuse such an offer. Even if she was a slut, she still enjoyed some form of romance.
"Awesome," Robbie replied as they drove off. His house wasn't too far, so they quickly got there, and the boy grabbed his instrument, throwing it in the back before returning to the driver seat. "Should take like, what? Fifteen minutes until we get to your house?" He asked, to which the redhead nodded. "You've got time to kill, then. Suck my dick while I drive. Your little show turned me on,"
"I love it when you talk like that," Wendy grinned, licking her lips as she bent down to his crotch. Robbie remained focused on the road while his girlfriend unzipped his pant, then lowered his underwear, immediately revealing his hard veiny cock. She licked her lips before she pushed the skin off, revealing his dick's head and yellow patches on it. Just as she laid her eyes on it, its strong smell invaded her nostrils.
"Is that smegma?" Wendy asked excitedly. "You didn't wash your dick just for me, didn't you? You know this is my favorite," She grinned eagerly.
Robbie moaned in pleasure as Wendy suddenly shoved his balls in her mouth. Before he even realized it, she was sucking his balls. She ran her tongue across them and wrapped it around them as she sucked on them as if it was a lollipop. She toyed with his balls for a few minutes before pulling them out of her mouth with a loud popping sound.
"Your balls are tasty as ever," The redhead smiled, showing the hair stuck between her teeth.
Finally, she put his manhood in her mouth, starting only with the tip, and then pushing it halfway in. Robbie breathed out as Wendy's tongue wrapped around his cock. Her mouth was tight and wet, which gave him more shivers while her soft tongue ran across his rod. He grabbed the back of Wendy's head, then pushed her all the way down until his whole dick was inside her mouth. The redhead could feel it hitting the back of her throat. The only thing she could hear in the van was the suction sounds she began making. Of course, she made sure to clean his cock off the smegma it was covered in, eagerly swallowing after juggling it around the insides of her mouth with the help of her tongue.
She was a masterful cocksucker, thus, she knew exactly how to use her tongue to make him come the moment they would reach her house. Several minutes later, Wendy felt his cock throbbing. She didn't have much time to react as her lover shot all his remaining load down her throat. She instantly felt the bitter taste of his cum, savoring it while it was rolling down her throat. It was as warm as usual, and just as tasty, especially when mixed with his dirty smegma. It certainly didn't displease her. When he stopped coming, the redhead moved her head up and pulled his massive meat pole out as it slowly became flaccid again.
"Feel like you learn to use your mouth better every time," Robbie mumbled in satisfaction while Wendy licked her lips.
"Because I do. All sluts do," Wendy chuckled.
Robbie's van rattled to a stop in front of the Corduroy house, its headlights cutting through the thick, inky darkness that surrounded the remote property. The engine rumbled for a moment before Robbie turned the key. Wendy pushed open the passenger door and hopped out, her shoes crunching on the gravel driveway. She glanced back at Robbie, who was already rounding the front of the van, a sly grin on his face.
"You sure your dad and brothers won't suddenly decide to come back early?" Robbie asked, slipping his arm around Wendy's waist after he had zipped up his pants.
"They're all about that survival training. They won't be back until the week is up. We have the place all to ourselves," Wendy shook her head, a smirk playing on her lips.
Robbie's grin widened, and he gave her a quick kiss before they started up the path to the house. She led Robbie up the creaky steps and pushed open the front door, the hinges groaning in protest.
They stepped inside, the house eerily quiet without the usual noise of her father and brothers. Wendy flicked on a light, casting a dim glow over the rustic living room. The place was cluttered with her dad's hunting gear and her brothers' sports equipment. However, Wendy did notice something else, too. It was one of her brothers' posters. What was it doing here? Picking it up, she wanted to gag in disgust. The poster depicted a naked woman, spreading her legs as if inviting someone to plunge a cock inside her. No, no, she wasn't disgusted by the porn or the fact that her brothers barely hid it. She didn't care about that. What disgusted her was the way the woman was all shaved down there. And she wasn't the only one, every woman she would see on these kinds of posters was like that!
"Seriously, what's with them?" She asked out loud. "There's nothing wrong with hair! It's natural! It's a part of us! If anything, it would be wrong to shave it!" She argued with her boyfriend in annoyance.
"I know, babe," He assured her, already aware of her position.
"Personally, I'd say the hairier a woman's pussy is, the womanlier she is as my mother would say," She proudly stated.
"Oh, and I'd say you're plenty womanly," Robbie snickered, looking her up and down.
"Come on, let's head to my room. It's probably the least chaotic part of the house." Wendy rolled her eyes but couldn't help but laugh.
"Now wait a second. You know how we'll do it," Robbie smirked as he slapped her ass. "We're going to your dad's house. I wanna show your pussy of a father who's the real man in this house by fucking his daughter on his bed," He arrogantly stated, which served well to make Wendy even hornier.
"Oh, I love it when you talk like that," The redhead grinned. "Dad always taught me to be a strong, and independent girl so I'll find a man to treat me with respect and affection. A guy that would listen to me. What a bunch of bullshit. I'm a woman, basically nothing but a sex object to satisfy a guy's desires. He should have raised me to be an even better bitch than I am!" She shouted passionately. That was why she granted Robbie's request. There was no better way to disrespect his teachings than be dominated by a man right in his bed, and being fucked silly like the slut she was.
She led Robbie down the hallway, past the cluttered kitchen and the narrow staircase leading to the upstairs bedrooms. Her father's room was at the end of the hall, a big and cozy space with a few pieces of mismatched furniture.
"Alright, let's get on with it! I hate wasting time," Robbie declared before taking off his pants and his underwear, but leaving his top.
"Just let me check out something in the bathroom," His girlfriend retorted before walking to the bathroom. Once there, she made her preparations, too, while looking at herself in the mirror.
On the other hand, Wendy simply unbuttoned her shorts, revealing her pussy, which was barely visible with all the hair around it. It even reached her asshole. It was as if a red rainforest had grown over her vagina and her ass hole. She also admired her overall figure, she was a gorgeous woman with wide hips, ample tits, and a huge ass. She had everything going for her.
"Yeah… And that's why I need motherfuckers like Robbie who just want to empty their balls inside me to, put me in my place, get me knocked up, and then throw me away like garbage, just so another guy can pick me up and do the same thing," She smirked to herself, then nodded before going out.
"You literally just unbuttoned your shorts. You didn't need to leave for the bathroom to do that," Robbie rolled his eyes. "Come on," He grabbed Wendy by the shoulders, then threw her on the bed like a ragdoll.
Wendy accepted it wholeheartedly. She wouldn't fight him for anything, and would simply sway her ass the way he wanted it, so he had full control. The redhead lay on her back with her arms spread by her head while her boyfriend climbed on top of her and aimed his cock at her pussy. Her nipples were already so hard they were visible through her shirt. She simply couldn't wait for Robbie's dick to be plunged inside her.
Robbie grabbed her thighs, then moved his hips, starting slowly so he wouldn't have a hard time taking his phone out of his pocket, which Wendy noticed.
"What's this?" The redhead asked with curiosity.
"I wanna record it," The goth teen replied without elaborating further.
"For jerk-off material? You know you can just call me. I'm your own living onahole, after all," Wendy snickered, only for her boyfriend to coldly chuckle.
"Nah, it ain't for me. It's for that twerp, Dipper. Little moron thinks he has a shot at you, so I want to show him who's the real man, here, and who you actually belong to," Robbie explained. Wendy could feel his cock throbbing between her flesh walls at the simple idea of humiliating the younger boy.
"Oh…" The redhead bit her lower lip, her arousal growing. The idea of Dipper watching Robbie fucking her brains out was hot. She was perfectly aware of the crush the little boy harbored for her; however, he had no chance. He was too nice for a girl like her, he couldn't tame her. He was nothing but cuck material, so maybe if he got his heart torn apart, he would forget about her. She certainly could orgasm at the sight of watching his heart break, too. "Then, let's give him a good show," She smirked once Robbie's phone camera was oriented at her.
Every time he thrust and felt himself hit the back of her pussy, she moaned. And soon enough, they both did.
"Faster! Faster! Dipper can't see you're fucking me good if you… don't go harder and faster! Screw my cunt!" Wendy begged, already in pleasure.
"Then, take it, bitch!" Robbie snickered, then moved faster until they could hear their flesh slamming into each other.
Wendy let out a scream of pleasure as the man moaned. The feeling of her wet walls of flesh was very different than her mouth; it was much better! The redhead felt like she would be split in half because of her boyfriend's thick fat cock, stretching out her hairy pussy to its limits
"Look… Look, Dipper! Watch how Robbie's fucking my cunt! Ah! It's great! That's how a real man treats a woman, you little fuck!" The redhead mercilessly insulted her friend, which made her pussy even wetter.
"That's right, loser! Wendy belongs to me!" Robbie reaffirmed while plowing her pussy, making her breasts bounce up and down even if they were hidden beneath her flannel shirt. "That slut needs a real man! Not a kid with a tiny cock! Right, bitch?" He smiled wide and arrogantly.
"Ah! Oh! Yeah! Of… course!" Wendy moaned in ecstasy. "You can still jerk off… to this video like a good cuck, Dip!" The redhead flipped off Robbie's phone without a care in the world.
"Bet his dick wouldn't even reach the back of your pussy," Robbie mocked before slapping Wendy's legs. "Come on! Tell everyone who's the man of the house!"
"You! You are! You and your huge dick!" His girlfriend retorted with lust.
"That's right! Manly Dan doesn't have shit on me!" Robbie laughed pridefully as he sped up the pace of his moves. He made sure that his cock slammed the girl's womb with every thrust and pushed it upward, making sure she would feel it all.
Having understood that Robbie did a powerful hip swing, which nearly made Wendy jerk her head back at the feeling of his manhood pushing her womb up. Even though Wendy felt like she was going to be broken in half by Robbie's rod moving in and out, there was only pleasure and lust.
Suddenly, she felt Robbie's rod throbbing between her walls made of flesh. Numerous waves of electricity were going through her body as a blazing fire was building up between her legs while the same was happening to her boyfriend. Both of them quickly realized they were reaching their climax.
"Inside! Do it inside! Knock me up! Knock me up, Robbie!" Wendy loudly begged, screaming with pleasure. Robbie happily obliged as he shot his load with one final thrust. "Ah!" She came as the man's hot cum quickly filled her pussy to the brim. Pregnant. She was definitely pregnant after that, wasn't she? She had to be.
Robbie pulled his manhood out, admiring along with Wendy his handiwork as the sperm poured out of the redhead's pussy.
It would probably go as usual. Every time she was in her fertile period, her body begged her to be filled with cum. It wanted her to get pregnant. It wasn't the first time and wouldn't be the last. She didn't care about the risks. She always miscarried anyway, so one more dead baby didn't make any difference. She absolutely adored being this disposable cumdump, and she hoped it would never end.
"Hope you're happy, slut," Robbie chuckled while slapping his cock on her pubic hair to get the last drops of semen out of his dick. "I'll get the drugs and some beers, then we can get back to it. I'll fuck you until the sunrise," He assured her before pulling his pants up and walking out, leaving the breathless redhead on the bed.
Yes, this was how it should be. Even if she could barely move, she was glad to be used as a sex toy, at least. And she certainly didn't mind making sure she was knocked up.
9 months later
Wendy burped as she wobbled forward, slumped against a wall. She was currently in a random narrow alley of Gravity Falls, a beer in one hand and a lit cigarette in the other. She took a drag of her cigarette, then a swing of her beer before even releasing the smoke, making herself cough. Miraculously, she didn't even vomit after that.
She already had a hard time walking because of her even larger breasts, which were bigger than ever with milk spraying out of her nipples. Her body was clearly telling her she would need to feed a baby soon, and she was aware of that. After all, ignoring the huge belly she had was kinda difficult, just as it was hard to ignore the baby kicking inside her stomach.
Was it kicking to tell her it was alive or because it wanted to escape? She had been drinking, smoking, and even taking drugs throughout her whole pregnancy. How did the baby survive until now, she didn't even know. At least, he got to enjoy the parties she went to. He must have felt all of her moves as she twerked all over the place at every party, rubbing her private parts all over her boyfriend's crotch.
She took another swing of her beer but was forced to spit it out as she felt another kick. Oh, she could tell… It was coming. The baby was coming! Quickly, she pulled her shorts down, making some room for it to come out. She didn't even know its gender since she didn't care enough for it. So she supposed she would know now.
Might at least do it doing what she loved. She put her face down and raised her butt while spreading her legs, and began twerking in the jack-o-pose position, making her ass cheeks loudly clap as she felt more and more pleasure. Instead of pain and contraction, her body trembled with small orgasms, growing more and more powerful each time. Soon enough, they were so powerful that she felt like she was being fucked by hung studs in both holes!
She screamed with pleasure, not caring if someone could hear her as she could feel her pussy expanding to make room for her baby to come out. She pushed and pushed, feeling more pleasure each time. Her pussy was more stretched out than any cock could make it; giving her a feeling of ecstasy that sex couldn't give her. Finally, her pushing coupled with her twerking managed to squeeze the baby out until it dropped to the ground, crying as loud as it could while Wendy continued to twerk breathlessly.
Once she was back to her senses, the redhead dropped to the floor and grabbed her beer again. She drank what remained in several gulps before throwing the bottle away and putting on her shorts again. The milk from her breasts sprayed again as she took another look at her baby. It kinda looked like the umbilical cord snapped on its own. Oh, well, she didn't care.
She didn't even look at the thing for too long before grabbing it by its leg and throwing it in a nearby dumpster. She closed the lid for good measure, muffling its cries as she walked away, her butt cheeks clapping against one another with each step.
"Damn… That was some good shit. I gotta get pregnant again," She told herself, licking her lips. She would make a call to Robbie as soon as she was home, not caring if she was fertile today or not.