The Trials and Tribulations of user

>be me
>father have polyamory relationship with two girls, literally managed to get BOTH WOMEN PREGGERS.
>father and my birth mother go to insane asylum after attempting to kill each other and other women.
>mfw I was born in a insane asylum.
>be born male
>go live with my mothers twin sister and get raised by single mom
>other child is seperated from me, and lives with her mother.
>get beat daily and blamed for all of her misery
>7th birthday comes and goes, she forgot my birthday again.
>Go to fridge to check maybe she bought a cake for me, she didn't.
>sobquietly.mp3
>its 10 PM, havent ate all day
>grab tv meal, its my favorite. Chicken tendies, with mac & cheese.
>heat it up and go up to my room.
>take plastic off the top and let it cool down, turn on cartoon network and watch Codename: Kids Next Door.
>hear my "mother" who we will now refer to as Alex come in downstairs.
>turn off tv, run to my window and throw the TV dinner into the snow.
>hop in bed and pretend to sleep, hoping to avoid confrontation.
>hear two pairs of footsteps come up the stairs.
>door creeks open

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"There he is."
"Do you mind?" a masculine voice says.
"No, go ahead."
>a person walks up to me and pulls the blanket off me and just stares at me for a couple of seconds
"Wow, he's beautiful."
"Yeah, although his mother and father were completely crazy they made a good lookin kid"
>I felt a sense of joy, this was the first time I head Alex give me a compliment.
"So, you still down?"
"Yeah, for sure."
>They leave the room, but dont close the door or put the blanket back on me.
>I hear muffled talking in the next room, and they come back in.
>They turn me on my stomach and pull down my pants and underwear
>A lid gets popped open
>feel a warm, rough hand rub a type of liquid gel on my butt, and in my butt crack.
>I remained asleep, out of fear of being called a "liar" then getting hit in the spine.
>a belt buckle is unclipped, this made me tense up. I moved.
"Ohhh, he is fake sleeping. You saw him move Alex?"
"Give me that"
>I hear the belt buckle tinking noise as its picked up by Alex
>sharp and swift lash is given to my butt.
>I begin silently crying and pee my bed
"Awwwww, he is pissing the bed"
>Alex leans in and whispers in my ear
"Keep your head in your pillow, and dont get up. Do anything stupid and I will whip you again. If you think anyone will find out,
they wont. I'll make sure all the blemishes are on your ass so no one can see it"
>Tears begin flowing rapidly into my pillow, I hold back my muffled crying as much as I can
"Hope you enjoy your birthday present user."
>someone climbs onto my bed and kisses my back, then a fat finger gets pushed against my butthole.

fast forward seven years

>be playing vidya with older friends
>step father, John, walks in and asks me
"Hey could you pause the game for a second?"
"Oh, give me one second. Cant pause online games."
"Sure user."
>tell friends brb
"Whats going on?"
"I have an appointment set up for you tomorrow, its going to change your body."
"Wait, what? What do you mean?"
"Its going to make you... more... feminine."
>A long pause ensues.
"O-Okay, if that would make you and Alex happy."
>Next day go to doctor, and do all medical check ups and tests.
>The next few weeks I was grilled on what to say when the therapist begins asking me questions
>"I always sit down to pee because whenever I see my genitalia I begin crying"
>"I feel trapped in my own body" etc
>This proccess takes about half a year, due to my age.
>Finally the day comes, and the doctor looks me straight in the eyes.
"Are you sure you want to do this? Once you begin, your life will change forever."
>I pause for a second, and my eyes begin to tear up. I don't want to do this, but I want to make my "parents" happy. Thats all that mattered to me.
"Yes, I really am. I-I'm sorry, Im just so happy."
>A blatant lie, but a lie that will make my life less miserable.

>As my transition went by, I began getting bullied. My emotions were completely unstable, leading me to start slowly descending into madness.


3 Years Later

>Fully developed b cup breasts
>very feminine physical features
>long, silky smooth brunette hair
>height stunted due to transition, capped at 5'3.
>quiet, shy, and unhappy. Put on appearence whenever someone is talking to me as if I am.

>School year is complete, and after being bullied I finally grew courage; deciding to ask my parents to switch schools.
>I walk downstairs to the smell of bacon, walking into the kitchen I see my step father cooking in the kitchen.
"Hey dad, you mind if I ask you something?"
>He glances at me with a smile
"Do I have to do something for you?"
>I hesitate for a second, feeling upset. But I need to do this to be happy.
"Yes..."
>He pulls the pan off the stove, and walks up to me.
>He puts his hand on my breast, slowly groping it.
"Well sweetie, you know the policy. If I have to do something for you...?"
>I make an annoyed groan noise
"Then I have to do something for you."
>He chuckles

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"Atta girl"
>He stops groping my breast, and pushes me down to my knees unzipping his pants.
>The whole time the only thing I could think of was a new start. How no one knew who I was, what I was, and how many friends I could make.
>That I could finally be happy.
>He finally finishes, and I get up and walk to the sink.
>Before I could get there, he grabs my shoulder and spins me around.
"Uh-uh, swallow it."
>Grinning, I swallow and open my mouth.
>He buckles up his pants and puts the pan back on the stove.
"So what do you need?"
"I want to change schools."
>He looks at me, this time without a smile.
"Bullying huh?"
>I give him a non-verbal nod.
"Yeah, I figured. Public school system sucks. Alright, we'll put you in the private school over in *******."
>My grin turns into a full blown smile. I run up to him and give him a big hug and kiss on the mouth.
"Thank you daddy, it means the world to me."

Will continue if there is demand for it.

I'm interested, continue

holy shit this was hard to read but please continue i pray to god this is fake and didnt happen to you user

Continue plss

>First Day of school arrives, as I am walking into the compound I take a quick momeny to take it all in.
>Huge, modern buildings. A bunch of girls and boys walking together laughing and enjoying eachothers company.
>Joy fills my body, and I walk in.
>As I enter my homeroom class, all the students are already here. The tables are arranged in a big circle.
>In the corner I see an open seat, I walk over and sit down next to two girls.
>As I sit down the girl to my left turns to me.
"Hey! You must be new, I haven't seen you before."
>I am scared to reply, I really hope the years of speech therapy pays off. My voice is feminine enough right?
"Ahaha, yeah I am. user"
"Cool! I'm Christina! You're gonna love it here."
>The teacher walks in, telling everyone to settle down.
>He begins the usual introduction ceremony.
>It finally gets to me, I am scared, but I need to make this good.
"Hiya everyone! My name is user, I am an avid reader, enjoy hanging out with people, and love making new friends! Don't be scared to come talk to me! Wanna make asmany friends as I can!"
>"Fuck, that was too desperate" I thought.
>Christina stands up next, and begins talking about herself.
>In that moment, I felt a weird, unsettling, but pleasent feeling. I couldn't hear a word she was saying, but I could see her emotions, her movements, it was an unexplainable feeling.
>She sits back down and everyone else introduces themselves.
>Christina leans over to me and whispers.
"Hey, I'll ask the teacher I could be your sister."
>My WHAT?
"Uhm... what? Sister?"
"Yeah, its like someone you can rely on to help you around the school and stuff. Kind've like a buddy that wont judge you cause your new."
>I couldn't help a big smile grow on my face
"Sure, I'd love that."
>Before I know it, the bell rings and Christina grabs my hand and takes me to the teacher.

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you're sicker than I thought, he falls in love, holy Jesus no, stop

Keep it going, this story is neat.

"Hey could I see your schedule?"
>I hand her my schedule.
"Yeah, we are in the same class so we should have the same schedule. Just making sure."
>She pauses for a second and a confused look appears on her face
"What is this period? R&A? What is that?"
>I grab my schedule and stuff it back into my pocket. R&A is a period for troubled kids that need help. I was enrolled under my fathers request. It's just a space were people with similiar issues to mine can become friends. R&A stands for recreations and activities.
"Oh... thats nothing. Must be a scheduling issue."
"You sure? That usually doesnt happen. Maybe its because you just transferred. Go to the scheduling office and get that sorted out."
>I smile
"Yeah for sure, I'll do that after school."
>We start walking to our next class.
>After a short walk we get there, and all the kids are standing outside fraternizing.
"Hey Jess, this is user, she is new. user, this is Jess, my cousin. She is also a sister for new students so don't be afraid to ask her for help if I'm not around."
>How should my expression look like? I'll just smile.
"Nice to meet you user. You are a lucky one, Christina doesn't take anyone on as her apprentiece unless she see's something in them."
>I continue to smile
"Well, I like to think I'm just another ordinary girl, but really im a boy in disguise."
>They look at eachother, then start laughing.
"Yeah, we know you are."
>purefuckingpanic.wav
>I stand there with a panic expression on my face.

ok op, i'm just gonna keep on believing you're a normal guy with a normal family with normal parents that decided to write a fucked story

"Well, the school sends out an email to all the parents when a trans person joins the school. Telling us on how we need to treat them like anyone else. No worries though, everyone in the school is pretty liberal when it comes to that kinda stuff. You won't be bullied here. The school and us make sure of that."
>mfw everyone knows that im actually a boy.
"Alright, good to know."
>I feel relieved, yet panicked. Is this a good thing?

>The school day passes really fast, and made friends with everyone I met. My previously empty contacts was now full with new numbers.
>I get home later than expected after hanging out with Christina and her friends.
>I walk in to see Alex sitting there with belt in hand.
"Get over here, now."
>Shaking, and overwhelmed with fear, I walk over to Alex and stand infront of her.
"Look at you, do you know what I am?"
>I look down at the ground and begin mumbling.
"...your crazy sisters whores son..."
>She pulls down my khaki pants along with my panties.
"Correct, and you have to feel the fraction of pain I do everyday. So bend over."
>I know failing to comply with her will make things worse.
>She stands up and begins to whip me.
>Tears buildup in my eyes and my throat begins to close from holding back my sobbing.
>If I cry too soon I will be a bitch, and if I cry too late I will get more lashes.
>After what felt like an eternity, I finally begin crying.
>She stops, then kicks me to the ground.

I really fucking hope this isn't real.

It's not. Don't worry, user

"Get out of my sight, you worthless piece of shit."
>I get up slowly, struggling due to immense pain and my pants and my legs.
>Finally getting up, I pull my pants up and see my step father on the stairs, pressumably watching the whole ordeal.
>Still crying, I go upstairs and into my room.
>I pull the diary from under my matress and begin writing all my emotions out.
>Calming myself down after writing furiously for an hour, I flip the page back to the one that matters the most. Where my real mothers first, and only letter to me.
>Its nothing much, just a incoherent messy letter on how much she misses me. Like she ever knew who I really was.
>Going to school the next day was a struggle, not because of the school, but the fear of me fucking up.
>The school day goes by like a breeze.
>As I am leaving the school, Christina calls my name and catches up to me.
"Hey, you leaving so soon?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I was meaning to introduce you to someone, but I wanted to ask you something before I do."
"Shoot."
"Who are you interested in? Like sexually?"
>Pure confusion hits me, is she making fun of me?
"Uhm..."
>I know I am asexual, or atleast thats what I like to say to myself. But a relationship doesnt have to be a lustful one. It can be semi platonic.
"I like guys, why?"
>She giggles and gives me a bright smile
"Awesome! Come with me, I wanna introduce you to a really cool dude. He is pan, and was asking about you."
>I blush, but I want to seem normal so I follow her.
>She interlocks her arm with mine, and leads me back into the school.
"No worries user, you don't have to get into a relationship with this guy. Let him ask you out, go out on a date and if it doesnt work oh well! Thats what first dates are for! Seeing if you are compatible."
>Her cheery and bubbly personality makes me super happy.
>We get to the baseball field and she points out an athletic boy, with a tappered hair cut and glasses. He has broad shoulders, and is hairy, but not too hairy.
"Thats him, so?"

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such a good story yum yum thank you op fap fap fap fap

>I look at him for a couple of seconds, then back at her.
"He is cute, I guess. Can't really see from here."
>An obvious lie, but don't wanna express my true emotions.
>She chuckles and leans on me
"Awwww, you like him! Perfect!"
>I get a fuzzy warm feeling in my stomach, it feels good having someone who cares for you.
>She turns towards the boy, and calls out to him.
"Yo! Luke! Get over here."
>He throws the ball to the nearest player, and runs off the field towards us.
>Nervousness sets in, but I wont let it get in my way.
"Hey Christina, who's this?"
"Don't play stupid Luke, you know who this is. user, this is Luke. He is a baseball player and in Class A. A real meat head, but you learn soon enough thats his charm. Anything else Luke?"
>I look at look and he is obviously embarresed, he pulls his sleeves down and brushes his hands through his hair.
"Well, you pretty much said it all."
>We start laughing.
"Naw, but for real I am more in my autobiography than just being a meat head. I'll tell you all about it after practice, we can go grab something at the diner. Where you live?"
>Wow, everyone seems so straightforward here. Luke obviously wants to go out on a date with me, and not really giving me an option to say no.
"I live 15 minutes away from here on foot, down ***** street."
"Perfect, I can drive you home after we grab something to eat."
>He runs back onto the field and begins practicing again.
>I look at Christina with a big smile.
"Ahahahaha, you seem happy. Good, practice is over in 10 minutes. Lets go sit on the bleachers."
>Still interlocking our arms we go to the bleachers and sit down.
>After sitting down, she glares at me with an embarresed expression.
"I don't mean to be intrusive but..."
"No, dont worry about it go ahead."
"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?"
>I don't know how to answer that. So I try the best I can.
"Ahhh... kind've? Its hard to explain super unconventional. It's bad, don't wanna talk about it."

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>yum yum

why

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Yum yum sex sex triggered loser kys :;( help me

no you will get no help

OP, you've piqued my interest, I really do hope this is made up and not something that happened to you irl though. Keep the story going.

You get no yum yum

"...it's bad?"
"Oh, sorry, I meant was bad."
"No worries, my fault for prying too much."
>I wipe a sweat off my forehead, and we begin talking about her past relationships.
>A whistle is blown, and practice is dismissed. Luke goes to the locker rooms and gets changed.
>A couple of minutes later he comes back out.
"Thanks for waiting user, and thanks for keeping her company Christina."
"No worries meat head, i'll leave you two to it."
>She gets up and waves goodbye in a cheerful way.
>We walk in the opposite direction towards the parking lot, and as I take another look back I see Christina giving me a big thumbs up.
>I giggle, and start talking with Luke.

4 Months later

>I stumble back to my bathroom due to the amount of alchool in my system.
>Wax plastered all over my breasts and stomach due to another "session" with step dad and Alex.
>Turn on the sink to blistering hot water and put a rag under it
>Now soaking wet in hot water, I begin to melt and wipe the wax off.
>In the proccess I burn my self and let the rag cool down.
>"Oh god..."
>I run over to the sink and throw up.
>Stepping away from the sink I trip and slam the back of my head into the door knob knocking me out.
>I wake up with a horrendus hangover, and see my stepfather jerking off next to me.
>Trying to stand up I am kicked back to the ground.
"Stay there until I finish."
>Looking down at my body, I see the candle wax from yesterday still on me.
>Putting my hand on the back of my head I feel my hair is stuck together from something.
>I lay back and wait for him to finish.
>as he groans his cum shoots all over me.
"You like being daddy's cum bucket huh?"
>I don't respond
>He kicks my arm hard enough to bruise it.
"...I love being daddy's... cum bucket..."

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Every femcels fantasy

I know this is fake but Jesus Christ OP you really know how to write some fucked stuff

>Finally being allowed to stand up I look in the mirror, still half asleep and start wiping off all the candle wax.
>Halfway through, I notice blood spatters on the door where I had fell.
>Turning around I see blood stains from where my head was.
>Panicking, I touch the back of my head, I feel pain but no open wound.
>I run to my parents bedroom and see alex sitting in bed, watching TV.
"Alex, please can you look at the back of my head and check if I cracked my head open."
>She starts hysterically laughing.
"Alex! I could be seriously hurt, please I never ask you for anything."
>She continues to laugh.
"Please!"
>All of the sudden she stops laughing.
"You stupid bitch, your fine. I just put food dye in your hair and on the door to make you think you got hurt. Like I always say, gotta feel the same pain you slut."
>Anger fills me up, but quickly turns to sadness, there is nothing I can do. I ruined her life, its my fault.
"Now GO CLEAN IT UP! You filthy bitch. Get it done pronto you 15 lashes."
>I walk back to the bathroom and clean myself, and the door up.
>Two hours later I go downstairs, grab some advil, and back to my room.
>As I fall into the bed I feel empty, nothingness. All tears that could be shed have been. I grab my teddy and sit in my bed motionless.
>Slowly fading into darkness.
>My phone rings and I sit up, still groggy but feeling less hungover. Looking out the curtains I can see its evening.
>I pick up the phone and see Christina is calling.
>Answering the phone I hear her usual joyful voice.
"Hey user! You still coming to sleep over? Jess canceled last minute."
>Fuck, I forgot all about the sleepover.

>Fuck, I forgot all about the sleepover.
"I don't know, I'm not feeling to good. I got a killer headache."
>She fake cries and begs
"pleeeaaaaaaaasae! I was really looking forward to hanging out with you guys, and you guys just cancel last minute!"
>I put a fake crying voice on too
"I knooow, I really wanted to come. But I really dont feel well."
>She drops the fake crying act
"Damn, you guys really fucking ditching me."
>I was stunned, I never heard Christina curse before. It was like hearing a little kid curse you out, but 10x worse because she knows what it means.
"I'm just joking! I wanted to give you a scare. Don't get all worked up Christina you know I would never ditch you."
>She giggles in excitement
"Yaaaaay! See you soon!"
>I hang up and get up slowly. As I stand up I hit my bruised arm on the night stand and whince in pain.
>I get dressed, grab my duffel bag, and start walking out the house.

>Approaching the house I realize this will be my first time seeing her family and being at her house.
>I get butterflies in my stomach out of nervousness but dismiss it, walk up to the door and knock.
>The door swings open and I get greeted with a big friendly hug from a women I pressume to be Christina's older sister.
"Hiya! You must be user. It's really nice to finally meet you after hearing my sister talk about you so much!
>She is really... "grown". Her breasts has to be atleast a C Cup. She is a very slim girl aswell, which suprised me.
>Looking at her, she looks nothing like Christina.
"Ye-yeah, nice to meet you."
"Oh, how silly of me. My name is Alexandra, but you can just call me Alex."
>A sense of darkness creeps on me out of nowhere. That name... why out of everything does she have to be called Alex.
"Do you mind if I just call you Alexandra?"
"Sure, I actually prefer it but I guess Alex kinda just stuck on me."
>I get invited into the house and see Christina come down the stairs already in her PJ's.
>As soon as she sees me a huge smile pops on her face.
"user! You made it! Come upstairs."
>Before I could introduce myself to her parents, or even seeing them she coreces me upstairs to her room.
>Once entering the room, you can see she is very girly, pink walls, a princess like bed, a TV with a console attatched to it, a sit down dresser with a mirror, and a bunch of paintings hung around the room.
"You can put your duffel over in that corner."
>Looking around, I don't see any where for me to sleep.
"Where am I sleeping?"
"With me, ofcourse silly."
>A little weirded out by that, but I brush it off.
>I put my duffel bag in the corner and we sit down and start talking.
>Eventually the conversation gets pulled towards Luke

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I have absolutely no clue where this is going but I am all in for this ride. Keep on, user.

>We change positions and lay down while talking
"Soooo... how are things with look?"
"Very, very good. He is completely understanding and taking things at a pace I am comfortable with. He is awesome.
>She looks down and starts playing with her bracelets
"You never told me if you guys have kissed yet, did you?"
>We did, and continue to do so, but it isn't anything like I imagined it to be. I always thought it would be magical, but it was much more, unpoetic.
"Yeah we did... it was... not as great as I thought it was gonna be like."
>Looking back at me, she asks
"Yeah, it usually isn't as great as we make it up to be."
>Giggling I try to think of a witty response. But, I suck at being witty so I just agree.
>I like Luke, but I don't like talking about my feelings, so I try to divert the conversation away from me.
"What about you? You never tell me anything about your love life. You dating?"
>She sits up looking at me.
"Well I never tell you anything because there is nothing to tell."
>I have a hard time believing her, she is a happy go lucky person, no way she has no prospects or experiences.
"Okay, then you must be interested in someone?"
>Hestitating for a second, it seemed like she didn't like talking about it.
"...I am interested in someone, but they aren't interested in me..."
"Well how do you know? Did you ask?"
"...no, certain they wouldn't be into me."
"Come on, thats not the Christina I know, you are outgoing, confident, and shameless."

this fucking story

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>she chuckles
"true, but this is different. She is only interested in boys."
"Well you would be suprised, a lot of people are willing to give a lot of things a shot. Wont know unless you try."
>Silence ensues, it scares me because Christina is always happy. It seems like I found her insecure spot. I wont push any harder, I know I wouldn't want her to do that to me.
"What happens if she doesn't like me back?"
"Don't ask those questions, because they don't matter. Just follow your heart."
>Look at me, giving advice like I actually know what I'm talking about. I don't know jack shit. But I want her to be happy, she completely changed my life.
>She stares me in the eyes, playing with her sweatshirt sleeves.
>I stare back into her bright hazel green eyes.
>She slowly leans in
>As she leans in I get butterflies in my stomach again, and my mind goes blank.
>Our lips meet and she briefly kisses me with her soft, full lips, then stops inches away from my face.
>I put my hand on the back of her head and pull her back in for another kiss.
>We begin making out.
>Her tongue enters my mouth and we begin slowly swirling our tounges around.
>She pulls her head back biting my lower lip gently.
>Pulling my long sleeve shirt off and slowly kissing from the middle of my bra all the way down to my lower stomach.
>She begins pulling off my sweatpants and panties revealing my dick
>I put my head back and look at the ceiling, still with an empty head filled weird, unkown emotions
>She puts her hand behind my leg and grabs my butt.
>As she gropes my ass, she sits up with a scared look.
>She flips me around and see's scars from being whipped by Alex.
"What the hell? Did Luke do this to you!?"
>I sit up and pull my pants up
"...No, it wasnt him..."
>Christina now talking louder
"Who the hell did that then?"
>I don't answer and grab my long sleeve shirt

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Wow, Jesus. Nice anime pictures too, superb.

yummy yummy hot and sweaty

and so the plot thickens...
also my long jon says thanks op

>She looks at the bruise on my arm with what I assume is disgust
"user, please tell me who is doing this to you. This is serious..."
>I put on my long sleeve shirt and storm out.
>For a long time I haven't cried because of real emotions, it has always been a reaction to stop getting whipped or beat.
>But this time... it's different, I have scared away someone I care about.
>My eyes begin to burn and tears fill them up quickly, I can't even cry because I am choked up. My throat feels like it is gonna collapse on itself.
>As I walk down the hallway to the stairs Alexnadra comes out her room
>Clearly seeing that I am upset, but doesn't say anything.
>I brush past her and run down the steps and to the door.
>As I am putting on my shoes I hear Alexandra walking to Christina's room.
>I hurry up and bolt out the door and jog home in the dark night.

>Waking up the next day was the hardest thing I have done in my life, I wasn't going to go to school, not after that. I couldnt.
>I hurt my best friends feelings, after she confided in me.
>The emotions flood back in
>In order to avoid experiencing the worst night of my life, I cry myself to sleep.
>I get yanked off the bed and before I know it I slam into the hardwood floor.
>Confused, I look around for answers.
>I see my step father standing above me angry, and drunk.

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>My room is dark, did I sleep all day?
"So you didn't go to school huh?"
>I look up at him, fearful of punishment.
"N-no daddy, I'm sorry."
"YOUR SORRY?"
>I avoid eyecontact as he yells
"I-I'll ma-make it up to you daddy."
>The only way I defuse this situation is to take care of him.
>As I sit up and begin to unbuckle his belt he picks me up and throws me on the bed.
"Oh, that isn't gonna fly. You are gonna need to do a lot more for me you son of a whore"
>He flips me around and pulls me to the edge of the bed
>I don't resist, as it is pointless.
>He rips open my sweatpants
"Wait! Can I please have a drink before anything happens?"
>He groans in agreement, then takes out a small bottle of an unlabeled alchool and throws it on the bed.
"Drink it fast, otherwise it will be worse for you."
>I open the bottle to a foul odor of what smells like pure alchool.
>Holding my nose I pour the bottle and swallow it.
>As it passes through my gullet it burns heavily, and I am forced to stop a couple of times and cough relentlessly.
>Finishing the bottle he flips me back around and begins to put his cock into my asshole.
>I sit there, motionless as he leans over me and begins fucking me.
>I stare at a picture by my dresser of me, Christina, and Luke.
>"I deserve this, I hurt Christina, and this is my punishment"
>"I dont deserve her, if I just died here tonight she would be better off"

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This story

op plz keep posting we're waiting

continue lol

m.youtube.com/watch?v=fX_Z886_Ato

Tfw

>A week goes by of my missing school.
>Continued punishments from step-parents.
>Continously drunk and drowning in self loathing.
>Go completely AWOL.
>Luke messeging non-stop.
>How do I face this alone?
>Maybe I don't have to do it alone.
>I call Luke and ask him to come pick me up.
>We drive to a coffee shop and start talking about where I've been.
"Wow, the flu? How'd you get it off season?"
"No idea, guess im unlucky."
"Why weren't you responding to my messeges?"
"I felt completely horrible, everytime I would look at my phone my head would go swirling. I could barely go up to the bathroom."
"Fuck me dry, that sounds horrendus."
>I fake chuckle
"Yeah... it was."
"Well, you atleast got a doctor's note right?"
>Shit, what do I say?
"Damn, forgot to get a note"
"Wow, he didnt give you one automatically? What a shitty doctor. Well you can go tomorrow and grab it."
"Yeah, I guess"
>I take a sip of my coffee, then fake cough
"Oh, your still a little sick. Well, I'm glad your okay. I thought you died or something, scared me."
>Wouldn't that been nice.
"No worries, I wont keep you here. Lets get you home to rest up."

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I'm actually invested in this, please continue.

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Good God this is horrifying

Continue

gdi I came to r9k to get my knob slobbering but instead I see this depressing as hell story that probably never happened

op plz continue before the greentext youtuber retards get here

holy fuck that actually cracked me up.

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How long did this take
Jesus

>My parents leave for the weekend to visit Alex's parents.
>Leave me alone so Alex can have a break from me.
>I need to see Christina, I need to know what she is thinking.
>I pick up my phone and msg her to come to my house.
>Hours pass, she doesn't respond and I get anxious.
>Out of know where I hear a faint knock.
>I jump up and run to the door an open it.
>There Christina is, standing in the rain soaking wet.
"Christina! Why didn't you bring an umbrella? Come in lets get you warm"
>She remains silent, and I pull her in and grab her a towel and blanket.
>I hand her the towel and she dries herself off.
>As she is drying herself off she strips down to her bra and panties
>I try to look away.
>She finishes drying herself off and I sit next to her and wrap the blanket around us.
"You are freezing cold, no worries the blanket plus our body heat will warm you up quickly."
>Shivering, silent, she has a thousand yard stare.
>We sit there quietly for what felt like an eternity.
"When I ask this question, I need you to answer it."
>I continue to look out the rainy window
"I'll explain everything."

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i agree, this is extremely fucked and interesting

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I'm going fuckinf nuts with anticipation ppls user.

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I can smell the larp but the fact I'm not surprised that any of this could happen is what makes me upset

Holy shit, where can I buy your books, OP?

>I can't tell her the truth. It would destroy our friendship. I need to come up with something, and quickly.
"Who hurt you?"
>I look back at her, and she is peering right into my soul. Making me feel even more guilty.
"I did it to myself."
"...Why?"
>I can see her beautiful hazel eyes turn into sad, teary eyes.
"Because I enjoy the pain, I don't know why..."
>Tears slowly drop off her eyelid on to her faces
>I take my sleeve and wipe the tears off her face
"But how do you get scars? How do you hit yourself back there?"
>She is asking too many questions, I need to stop her.
>I lean in and kiss her
>she held back reluctantly at first, but then reciprocated.
>I grab her still cold body and lay her down on the couch slowly, leaning up against her.
>She takes of my shirt and I unstrap her bra.
>I slide under the blanket, kissing her neck, then her breasts, slowly sucking he nipples, then continuing down to her panties.
>Pulling them off reveals a clean shaven, pink pussy.
>I kiss her clit, then begin to lick it
>As my tongue touches she jolts and begins moaning.
>Within minutes she orgasms, her whole body shaking as she cam, moaning. It was the most intense feeling I ever felt.
>She pulls me up and begins to make out with me.
>As she pulls away she mumbles under her breath
"i love you..."

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please give us more user

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Originally give us more user

We wish it never happened*

*hope it never happened.

>I wake up to the sounds of birds chirping.
>My eyes slowly open and the world is brighter, more vividly colored.
>Feeling the warm embrace of Christina as I woke up was the most heart melting moment of my life.
>As I look at her asleep, I cant help myself but kiss her.
>She moves around, but is still asleep.
>I always wondered what it might be like to be kissed awake by my real mother.
>I slowly kiss her awake.
>As her eyes open up she looks up at me with a big smile, like her normal cheerful self.
"Good morning sleepyhead."
>She strethes her arms and legs out while yawning.
>she wraps her arms around me and cuddles up me.
"So, what now?"
"I have no idea, thats what makes it so great."

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OP please I've never been so invested in a story of this calibur before

a year later

>As I walk out to meet up with Christina I notice a letter in the mailbox
>I pull it out and it is addressed to me.
>Walking towards Christina's house I open the letter and start reading.
Dear user,
My lovely son, I have missed you sorely, and words cannot express on how much I love you. Regardless of whether we have met or not, you are my son. My flesh, my blood. I know you are probably wondering why I havent sent you and letters or tried to contact you. That is because they're answers that require maturity to all the questions you have. Your eighteenth birthday is approaching fast, and on that date, please come visit me at ***** mental hospital.
With all the love in the world,
your mother.
>Emotions flood my body
>My mother? My real mother? She wants to meet after all this time? She writes like she knows me.
>As I read it again, I realize that she doesn't know that I am now a female.
>I want to cry, but if she really loves me she will accept who I was forced to become.
>I enter Christina's house and go up to her room.
>Entering her room I say in excitment
"Yo, Christina, guess what"
>She turns around and jumps up and embraces me.
>After giving me a longer than needed kiss she finally responds
"Guess what?"

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im so fuckin invested in this OP please deliver more

I'm gonna guess that your mother doesn't accept you and you become more damaged as a result

i will be disapointed if you guess right

So will I. This has been pretty good so far, I would hate for it to do something like that

fucking tranny fanfic, i thought for a second this might be real until the "appointment"

>The day is finally here, my 18th birthday.
>Walking into the mental hospital made a pit in my stomach
>What is she going to say?
>What am I going to say?
>I sign in as a visitor and get escorted to a waiting room.
>I pull out my phone and start texting with Christina.
>After 10 minutes, a nurse comes in and tells me to follow her.
>We get to a long, empty hallway.
>The nurse points to the room at the very end of the hallway.
"Just head down there and she'll be in that room. If you need any help a nurse will be waiting in the room right next to you."
>As if it wasn't heart wrenching enough to be here, now I have to walk down this long ass hallway.
>Approaching the room I grab the handle, hesitating.
>"Little baby jesus, if you're real, please pull through for me now."
>I turn the knob and open the door.
>Sitting at the table of the room writting, I see a women.
>She has long brown silky hair, with a hospital gown on.
"Hello."
>She turns to me, revealing a healthy looking face. She looks exactly like Alex.
"Hi, who are you?"
>Despite my best efforts, tears start to fall from my eyelids.
"I'm... yo- your son."
>She tries to hide it, but her jaw practically dropped.
>She joins me in crying.
>She stands up and hugs me
>We cry into eachothers shoulders for a solid 5 minutes.
>We finally stop ourselves and sit down on her bed.
"Wow user, your so beautiful"
>I cry laugh, but this time, not like a maniac. With actual joy.
"Thank you mom. It's so great to finally meet you."
>I tell her everything, including what Alex and my stepfather has done to me.
>She tells me to go to the police, but I refused. Once I finished high school I was leaving to college dorms, and it will be apart of my past.

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Shame, you really dropped it on the ending. Better luck next time, you actually got me interested and engaged until that point.

>refuses to go to police
Goddamn this Main Character is fucking stupid. I wish I could ask them what having the tism is like

wdym? I have enjoyed it thus far.

I'm this user And honestly is right. In a story like this the entertainment comes from the main characters suffering. Though there is a possibility that the whole "college dorm" thing falls apart and their situation would end up even worse, that not being the case is still possible, and when the chance of salvation is realized, a lot of readers get boring. Hope you make the right choice OP, and make it as interesting as it has been

Nah it was literally only the last post, the pacing got really rushed and it really disassociated me from the narrative.

was this really the ending?

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What a hero and strong tranny, I feel ashamed.

>get drunk
>go on omegle
>meet cute girl
>yell at her
>she stops
>start conversation
>shes really giggly
>tells me to stop making her laugh
>asks why im so funny
>tells me everything on her hurts because shes laughing so much
>says its the best conversation shes ever had
>says she will remember it
>tell her im tired and going to bed
>she says she loves me
why cant i make girls do this in real life? why is my drunk self able to instantly click with and entertain strangers?

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OP here, just letting you know that was not the end.

??? The fuck you talking about

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thank you op
this story is really great and im very invested

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Oh if it's not the end you have a chance to turn it around. I apologize for my harsh judgement about the (percieved) ending, I really did like it.

OP I hope you keep the dark and oppressive atmosphere you started the story with consistent through the rest. I quite like those kinds of stories

OP you have a good story here. a bit too fast on some parts, tho very well structured

gonna steal some parts of it if you don't mind for a short story i'm writing.

This is why im planning on getting buzzed before every outting.

this next post better be good OP

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>She insists on me going to the police, but I refuse. I know that once I am out of the house that will be the end of it. If I report it, I will be dragged across the floor by lawyers.
>I start notice small things that hint towards her mental problems, like constantly scratching her arm or touching her ear, she sometimes has to stop talking because of the "voices" she says. But it doesn't matter to me.
>She tells me everything that led to me being born, while horrified, it made me happy to finally have someone to answer my questions.
"You have a half sister out there, she doesn't know who you are, or where she came from. Find her, and tell her everything I told you."
>Confused, I ask her
"How can I find her?"
"Her mother is still in contact with me. Give me that paper, I'll write down the address for you."
>I grab her notebook and pen, and hand it to her.
>She writes it down and rips the piece of paper out.
"Find her, tell her. Now leave, no daughter should watch her mother rot away in a insane asylum."
>I stand up and put the paper into my pocket.
>I lean over her and give her a kiss on her forehead and walk out.
>As I begin to walk out, I know that was the last time I would see her again. She doesnt want me to suffer with her. I dont blame her.

>Walking up to my room I hear my step parents bed creeking.
>I try to ignore it and go into my room.
>Inorder to ignore it I decide to search up the address and find out where my half sister is.
>Upon pulling out the piece of paper and reading it, my heart drops.
"No... no fucking way..."
>I get up and walk downstairs, finding the hardest liqour we have.
>I pour a full whiskey glass full of citrus vodka, and gulp it down as fast as possible.
>My hands begin throbbing, my thoughts dissapate and become pure hatred.
>I grab a kitchen knife and walk upstairs.
>Kicking open the door to my parents room reveals furritive fucking, before they can stop I stab John in the stomach.
>Alex screams on the top of her lungs
>I slice Johns stomach open, his entrails flying to the ground.
>As he falls Alex jumps out of bed
>She drops down next to John
"You crazy bitch! You fucking bit-"
>I grab her hair and pull her head back revealing her throat.
>I slice her throat open
>I watch as they slowly, and painfully die.
>Alex holds her neck, trying to breath but blood just flows.
>She falls to the floor with a loud thud.
>"What have I done?"
>I drop the knife, and walk to the bathroom.

what the fuck user this story took a violent turn

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Very interesting and entertaining OP. It feels a bit rushed though, mayhaps some more descriptive writing would help

Didn't even do it in a cool way. Maybe bite his stepdads cock off next time he gobbles it down, also why the fuck does the main character adjust so well to being a tranny? Could have had some interesting commentary on how miserable life would have been with circumcision on steroids. Hell, why the fuck am i even invested in this.

The is absolute dreck and everybody praising it should be ashamed of themselves.
That said I'm curious where OP is going with it

Nigger I didn't say it was afucking artistic masterpiece I just said I enjoyed reading it.

COME ON JUST BRING IT TO THE END

Don't wanna spoil, but something inside me tells me that when she read the adress, she realized that that is Christina's adress or something like that idk

>I take a shower, I have no guilt, no emotions other than my love for Christina.
>As the blood flows down into the drain, I feel relief.
>It's over, its finally over.
>I finish up my shower and get dressed. I take one last look at the bloody, mangled corpses and walk downstairs.
>I grab john's flip knife and the keys to Alex's car and drive to Christina's house.
>As I park infront of her house, I take a moment to plan out what I am going to say. We are gonna run away, and finally be happy. Explore the world, together.
>I open the car door and slowly exit.
>I walk up to the door, and knock.
>No answer, maybe her family isnt home?
>I check under the plant and pull out the key.
>I put the key in the door.
>Going over what I am going to say one more time, I unlock the door and walk in.
>The living room is empty, I walk up the stairs and enter Christina's room.
>She turns around and jolts
"Holy shit user! You scared the living bejesus outta me."
>Without saying anything I walk up to her and kiss her.
"What was that for?"
"We need to leave, now. Go far away."
>She laughs nervously
"Why?"
"I did something bad, really bad."
>She looks at me, I feel as if she is knows what I have done.
"What did you do?"
>I continue to look at her.

yeah i had that thought also

>She starts raising her voice
"What did you do?!"
>I know now that there isn't a happy ending to this, I can't be happy. Neither will Christina if I am in her life.
>I give laugh manically.
>I pull out the flip knife, click the blade open, and slice my throat in one deep, swift motion.
>Christina screams at the top of her lungs.
>She rushes over to me and covers my throat.
>I continue smiling as blood gushes out of my throat.
>Alexandra busts into the door, seeing me bleeding out on the ground.
I will be happy
Christina will be better off
This is the only way it ends happily.

A month later.

"Does anyone have anything to say?"
>Alexandra steps out of the crowd, standing over the open grave.
"She was awkward, and definitly had problems that every single one of us are responsible for being ignorant about. But that will never change the fact of the impact she had on Christina's life, and my own-"
>Alexandra's voice begins to crack, and tears flow down her face
"She was my half-sister... from a mentally unstable father. It brings me sadness that she didn't seek out help. Atleast now, she may rest in peace, not having to worry anymore. We will miss you."

very good story user, i thought it started off really strong but got worse later on. still very enjoyable, i felt you moved a bit too fast near the end with her killing her step parents.

Now I can rest in peace too. Thank you user

Def some catcher in the rye going on there, poor misguided youth.

OP here, that was the ending. When i first started this story, I had every intention in ending it with you guys completely hating me. It was meant to end with sphagetti falling out of her pocket as she is running out of christina's sleepover. But I read the posts and felt really invested in the story myself. So I decided to continue it. I apologize for the shitty writing, please leave feedback on what I could improve, I really enjoy writing this story, and will continue writing greentexts. But next time, you most likely wont even know if it is real or not, or if it is me writing it. Not knowing if the story is real or not is what makes the stories so great. And why I thought the best troll would be getting you all invested and spaghetti falling out of her pocket as things get interesting. I will be on for another hour, so feel free to ask my any questions.

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