There was probably no quieter place in the world than Lharnach, right in the middle of country geographical, but far from the centre of excitement. Brits from the city would pass through in all directions due to their proximity to the motorway, stopping for a snack or ice cream in the summer, but that’s about as exciting as is it got there. Even when parents left for the weekend, the young teens had been grown on strong small town morals and were about as innocent as the sheep grazing in the nearby fields.
“So tell us Adam. How big is Duncan, you know, down there in the trousers?”
Sofia was only joking with that question. Despite brown haired teen having the largest pair of wobblers in the school, she was certainly no hoore after all. Her reasoning was simple. It was a surprisingly cold fall evening, they hadn’t dressed properly and if this little sleepover of hers wanted to stay warm, she knew she would have to ask some spicy questions.
“Um…” The gay teen invited to this girl’s slumber party blushed slightly, pulling his lanky body deeper into his red sleeping bag. “I don’t know. I’ve only seen it soft, yeah?” Adam was no stranger to questions like these, but as the town’s only gay guy, he knew he couldn’t exactly go investigating in the locker room any time some girls had some naughty curiosity
“Oh, don’t spare the details, boy!” Esther gave a punch over to Adam, blunt teen able to sting his shoulder quite from years of boxing. “Are we, like, talking hot dog, or a damned salami from the deli in Boyle’s supermart?” Her hands grabbed an opened wine bottle and placed in on her crotch with a crooked grin. “After all, he has to be big enough for Sofia’s fat fuckin’ diddies!“ The skinny lass with shear short ‘all-business’ hair of shiny amber dropped her wine-cock and gripped to her chest two tit-pillows, since there weren’t any overgrown melons in sight.
“Esther! Don’t be an arse!” Now it was Sofia’s time to blush as she tossed a third pillow her way, smacking her in the face. “Can’t a girl ask about a knob without my girls getting pulled into the conversation?”
“I’ll just say this, Sofia,” Adam gave a little grin in the corner of his mouth, “I’m certain that there’s some guys having this conversation about your rotund ladies the same that you’re talking about cock.”
”It’s not the same.” Sofia crossed her arms, suddenly very aware how she had to position her arms on her breasts, and looked away dejectedly, eyeing the candles burn on the table.
“Sure, it ain’t.” Adam shrugged, “but just between us gals, how big are you getting? Have you finally grown enough to be a quintuple D-cup yet?”
“No Adam.” She flicked his other shoulder, leading him to have to grip both his arms in pain. “That’s not how cup sizes work, dummy. The bigger the letter doesn’t always equal bigger breasts.” Silently she calculated though, knowing that her H-cups technically would qualify as DDDDD-cups, but that was merely a lucky guess.
“Oh, let’s lay off for a bit, eh Adam?”Esther gave an overly serious nod of her head, terribly feigning sympathy, “after all, who she’s really thinking about it Quinn…”
“Ugh, please Esther.” Sofia leaned back on her palms, looking to the ceiling, “I’m done with Quinn now.” She took a sip of the wine bottle shared between them, “the second he started dating my freak sister, he was dead to me.”
“So dead,” Esther elbowed Adam as she giggled out, “that I found her liking a photo of him with his shirt off at three in the blasted morning.”
“Oh? And how did you find that out, little miss innocent?”
“Because I did the same thing.” She scratched her nose with a little proud look on her lips. “I never said he was dead or that I didn’t want his dick in me, love.”
“Well, you don’t have a sis like Savannah, love.” Sofia stuck her tongue out after her terrible mock-up of her friend’s almost embarrassing stereotypical Scots accent.
“Wait a tad here.” Adam held up a finger, as he took the wine bottle from Sofia’s greedy digits, “Now call me a div but I think Savannah’s kind of cool. I mean she’s goth, yeah? But I can say as a gay that I think it’s quality when someone doesn’t care what others think and just does it.”
”Ugh, where to begin?” Sofia counted her fingers with a fiery energy. “She’s always skipping school and dinner without getting in trouble, somehow. When she does show up, she’s either sleeping in class, or skipping to shag with Quinn.”
It was now Esther’s turn with the bottle, “I get that you’re raging, lass,” she glugged, “but what exactly does it have to do with you?”
“I’m her fucking younger sister, right?” Her hands exploded into gestures with her palms. “From the second I entered school, I was in her creepy dark shadow. Everyone would just talk about how normal, and therefore boring, I was compared to my sister. Even cute guys who came up to me, once they found out I was Savannah’s sis, backed away slowly as if she was going to find out who they’d been flirting with. And then, when a cute new boy, a flipping angel, comes to our small little town in the middle of nowhere, he immediately goes to my weird sister! It’s pure mental, that’s what it is.”
“But I mean, c’mon Sof.” Adam shrugged, “she’s your sister and-”
”Yeah she is, and that’s enough of her.” She stood up and grabbed another bottle of liquor from the liquor cabinet they had jimmied open. “I didn’t invite you all over when my parents’re out just to talk about my sister. Otherwise you might as well go upstairs and hang out with her!”
They all jumped suddenly, sounds of blasting metal booming around them.
INSTRUMENTS OF PAIN, INSTRUMENTS OF BLOOD,
I FEEL MY HORNED COCK CHOKING ON YOUR GUTS.
CUM CUM CUM UPON YOUR GOOEY INSIDES
FEEL MY HOT HOT HOT FAP CARVING OUT YOUR BUTTS.
“Speak of the devil…” Adam covered his ears as heavy metal mumbled through the floor, thrashing guitar piercing as fast drum beats shook the ceiling slightly.
“Yeah, fucking literally as usual!” Sofia grabbed a broom and smacked the ceiling to no avail.
“You think her and Quinn are sinking the link right now and she wants to cover it up?” Esther bit her finger and winked, “wanna go watch?”
Sophia frown sunk to somehow new levels. “They’re probably just straight up pished on wine. Savannah thinking that it doesn’t matter,” she grabbed the broom again and smacked with new intensity, “it doesn’t matter that her sister told her that she was having a fucking sleepover!”
Adam hid the wine bottle behind him before getting up to comfort his friend, “hey hey, no need for that, lass. I’m sure she’ll turn it off soon and we can go back to having laughs!”
”Or,” Esther stood up and snapped her fingers, “who wants a little revenge prank?”
Gazing from friend’s face to friend’s face, Adam’s gentle sympathy to Esther’s scheming eyes, it wasn’t hard to predict Sofia’s choice. Within seconds, they were filling the biggest bucket they could get their hands on, filling it with water, and lugging it upstairs with a slow clunk.
“Oh, Esther!” She exclaimed as they got the sloshing blue bucket up the final step, “this is easily your greatest scheme!”
”Don’t get me wrong girl, this ain’t charity.” Esther wiped her forehead, “this is mainly to get Quinn nice and soaked. See that tight body all wet? Mmm, yeah.” She quite unabashedly rubbed her boxer shorts, two front teeth digging into her lip.
“Good enough for me!” Sofia shrugged before pointing at her sister’s door rattling from her bass speakers. “Alright, so what should we cry out before dousing this witch with water?”
“Dorthy called.” Adam said in a tone befitting a trailer. “She wants her slippers, witch.”
“That’s pretty good on the first try.” Sofia nodded while rubbing her chin, “but I’ve got something a wee-bit subtler. Open the door, Esther, and we’ll start.”
Snickering the entire time, Esther slowly creaked the door open and let the aromatic smoke free of its confines.
Savannah’s room is what Sofia assumed every goth dreamt up before taking a plunge into the darkness. Dark curtains allowed little light from the outside in, the only sparks of light coming from a variety of candles which casted light on black pictures of seeming sexual pin-ups of demons and ancient tomes which looked older than the Queen. The queen of the goths was in the middle of her room at the moment, purple bed flipped up so she could draw some blood pentagram on the floor. As usual, Savannah was wearing little more than her black corset, panties and combat boots around the house, her enormous rack pressed to her chin as she sat chanting. Her long mane of dyed black and natural highland red swayed back and forth as she bellowed some foreign tongue from deep dark pillowy lips.
The delightful angel known as Quinn turned his sharp blonde mane over, wearing only a white t-shirt as he looked at the three of them in the doorway with a skeptical eyebrow lift, “what’s up, ladies? Do you need us to-”
“Get wet, bitches!” Sofia gave her war cry as she emptied her bucket load in an enormous dump over the demonic circle, blasting both Quinn and Savannah in chilling late fall Scottish water. Sofia laughed as she emptied the last little bit over a candle, “serves you right, you freak!”
Esther’s smartphone clicked as she got a picture of both of them, her fingers miming a phone as she mouthed ‘call me’ to Quinn.
Sofia just stood there smirking, waiting, tempting an explosion of rage and disappointment from his sister. But it never came. Instead, the room itself shook, violently, red light pouring up from the paint on the floor as depressed grumblings grew over the already loud heavy metal. But these noises weren’t from the speakers, they seemed to ooze from the walls themselves as the entire house rumbled harder.
“What’s happening?!” Adam groaned with the rest of his friend’s gripping the door frame.
Savannah finally stood up, dusting the water off as if she was the feminine embodiment of oil itself. She turned to Sofia and shrugged, “I hope you gals weren’t busy, because you’ve just made a lot of shite for us to take care of….”
”What do you mean!?” Sofia cried over the coming wails from the floor.
“Oh my sweet sis, I’ve been hiding something from you for your safety,” Savannah sighed and shook her head, “I’m a demon conqueror and you’ve just interrupted something very important…”
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