S.S.L.U.T.S.

Not yet finished, but the glue in the Sim Sissy Literary Universe - Tales & Stories is this story.
Enjoy the sneak peek to this unedited/ unchecked and unhinged story

Intro to “The Bitch Club”

These are the stories of the Bitch-club. A self named group consisting of five girls. We had made a pact we always would stick together. We would always look out for each other, stand up against people bullying us, and make sure everyone knew not to get in our way.
We were the Bitches. get out of our way.

My name is Meg and I’ve decided to write down our memories from my perspective. When I look back at the last few years, I’ve noticed a lot has happened. A lot of strange things. I guess our last normal year was the previous year when Lieke was still with us.
No, she didn’t die, she just graduated her year and left us for college, continuing to study. We had to do over our last year.

The first years when we joined up were perfect. We didn’t let older girls or boys tell us to scram away from their table. No one dared to pick on me because of my small size. No one laughed at Kawaiis choice of dresses. And even without the bitches, no one would dare to make fun of Sam’s big body. No, we decided what table was ours during lunch. Who provided lunch for us when one of us had forgotten her lunch.
No homework done, no problem, no teacher dared to burn his hands on us. Well, some teachers did try to give us extra homework because we had ‘forgotten’ it, but hey, trying doesn’t mean it works.

During the years we did mellow out a little. We left the first graders alone, unless they were thinking they were masculine enough to battle against us. But they never were.
We just finished our school year. This had been our last year with Lieke. No, I don’t mean she died or something, no, four of us hadn’t passed enough exams so that meant another year of school here. Lieke however had passed her exams successfully. She would go to some H.B.O. college. Lieke was the smart one. She was called eL Bitch. ‘eL’ was short for Lieke, emphasizing the L. She could als defuse and fuse any situation without any trouble.

Next to Lieke, we had Sam, a.k.a. Big Bitch. Sam was the muscle of our group. She was the heavy muscle, her whole family was strong, I think she came from either a long line of barbarians or, more probable, farmers. Though we always just called her Sam. It was Sam’s actions where eL needed to step in for the most. But when there was a fight threatening to start, Sam could easily de-fuse that by just slowly standing up. She then looked like a menacing hulk ready to smash and bash.

Then there was Sjors, a.k.a. Cute Bitch, but we always called her Kawaii. She just loved Japanese cartoons, anime. If you pronounce Anime wrong, she could get mad at you and make you pronounce it right. She found a lot of series online and where we had a subscription to either Netflix, Videoland or Prime, she had all Ghibli-Studio Blu-Rays and a crunchyroll premium account. And of course she had tons of other movies and series via the Internet. Some were really weird.

Cas was called Sporty-Bitch. Sporty just loved sports, running, swimming, cycling. She was fast, lean and mean. More than once she accidentally tripped a boy, making him crash to the ground during gym. Don’t run in front of her during track trying to prevent her overtaking you. If she called ‘mine’ at volleyball or tennis-double, just look where she will be and be gone. She was our supreme basketball-player in our school, even the whole district. Had she lived in the United States we were sure she would have gotten a scholarship.

And then there’s me. Meg, Mini-Bitch. Mini was of course about my height. But the girls actually called me Coffee, because I always carried a thermos with coffee with me. Good coffee, not that garbage they made at school. No. When I was at home I tended to make the time to brew a really good coffee. I could really enjoy my coffee-brewing-process. The only one who really understood this was Kawaii. More than once when she came over, she performed her tea-ritual while I did my coffee-ritual. While she sorted out her tea-leaves, prepared the teapot, I sprayed my coffee beans with some water, grinded them, put them in the percolator or machine, pressed them, pre-welled and then finally, I brewed the best coffee.

I was the smallest of the group. At school only some first years were smaller than me. I blame my mom. Women who smoke and drink during their pregnancy actually damage the fetus. One of the results is usually the child will be smaller. But after I was born, my mom continued her sex, drugs & rock’n roll routine. She neglected me a lot and giving her kid healthy food and enough vitamins wasn’t high on her priority-list. It was unknown who my dad was. I think she honestly doesn’t know it.
As a little kid I turned out not only little but also fat. As I said, my mom didn't care about healthy food, just quick food. Pasta? Boil water in a pan, break spaghetti, throw it in, open a pot of sauce, heat it in the microwave, stir, add sugar and salt, dump it all on a plate and pretend it is tasty.
She regularly went to the ‘Frituur’ for her favorite: ‘Grote friet, extra mayo, kroketje en een frikandel speciaal’.

At ten, being laughed at more than enough at primary school, I decided to change my posture. Simply stopping with all the crisps, soda’s and fries, and walking a lot, riding my bike, yes, that seriously is a good start to losing weight. Another plus, being outside meant I didn’t need to see my mom. Getting taller? No, that didn’t happen of course, but thinner, absolutely.
My mom didn’t care, more crisps, cola and gravy for her. To me she was a big disappointment. The only plus was that she didn’t care that I didn't yet finish school. For the next school-year the bill would automatically go to her bank-account.
Another plus, the other girls noticed me, saw me struggle and they applauded me for it.

In our last year together, it became clear that Sam wouldn’t get her grades high enough to pass. So she started pressuring us to just also let go and double the school-year.
Lieke was the one who didn't follow up to that request, her mom had signed her up for the study-club at school and attendance was mandatory.

Last year the five of us would bike over to the city. We would roam the streets and shops, fit clothes in the shops and more than once Sam would proudly show her loot afterwards. Kawaii was the one who knew what shops to avoid because, well, some of them now had their eyes on us. Kawaii was also the one who carried ‘De Pot’. No, not pot as in drugs, but our mutual money. It had been an idea from eL. We loved to sit on a terrace, have a drink, and in the beginning it was always a hell of a calculation and paying per person.
So she proposed we all enter 50 euros in ‘De Pot’ and we would pay our expenses from it. Kawaii kept track of it, told us when we needed to deposit another 50, or if someone had been taking a lot of more expensive drinks to add something extra.
When we would go out, once more Kawaii was the girl that carried our money with her. If needed she booked a taxi. And she was the best at arranging discounts.


Kawaii.
When I look back, I understand I cannot stop talking about Kawaii, Cute-Bitch. She’s taller than me, but some would still call her tiny. She always dresses cute and colorful. Every time I saw her in her panties she was wearing some Japanese briefs with prints of smiling girls, animals, puppets, well, the kawaii-drawings. You’ll understand. And if we were going out, if she had the possibility she would also wear some kawaii-dress. She even had a couple of those Sailor-moon dresses, though she didn’t do CosPlay. She always said that the average ho’s who cosplayed were fakers, they only went for the looks and not the stories behind the costumes.

As I mentioned, she regularly visited me. I was, well, I liked her a lot.
When she came over I started preparing my coffee, she would prepare her tea. We both were serious during our rituals, but we talked softly. When we were together at my home, she called me Chibi. At first I thought it was just an abbreviation for Coffee Bitch, CB.
Later she explained more, Chibi meant more. It meant undersized, but in a cute way. Those tiny dolls with big heads, smaller than small. She explained more and then I understood and accepted it. Though I did forbid her to use that term with the other bitches around.

When the tea was ready, we took off to my room, sat on my bed, or the chair. Sometimes she rummaged in my closet, trying on some of my clothes. But mostly Kawaii talked about some anime or manga she had seen or just wanted to share with me. Doujinshi, fan-made manga and of course the hentai were discussed regularly. She regularly dropped some manga for me to read or emailed digital ones. Many of them were very strange, the hentai’s were the strangest, I did understand why she liked them because some of them were really hot, I liked reading them. So we shared our love for manga and some of the extreme hentaistories.

But I really liked that day when she came over and was excited over her find. She had bought some old VHS-cassette with the complete set of movies from Urutsikidoji. These cassettes were originally imported from Japan and, that was apparently special, completely uncensored. It apparently had been very controversial in the times it had been made because when she explained the story, I was sometimes more terrified than horny, some of the hentai simply made you horny. This was horror, but the blush on her cheeks told me Kawaii was really getting horny. By just talking about all the tentacles raping girls and bursting them open, her breathing quickened. While talking she looked as if she was ready to cum. The storyline of Urutsikidoji didn’t get me horny. No, it was her flushed looks, the heavier breathing, the heaving of her chest that made me horny to. And knowing about that ‘thing’ I had hidden beneath my bed.

I didn't know I dared, but suddenly I did it. I kissed her. Just when she was trying to get her body back under control from the story. She didn’t resist. Kissed me back. Tongues twisted. I withdrew, both panting.
“I have a tentacle, want to see it ?” I asked her.
It was almost true, I had recently bought a long flexible purple dildo. When buying it I envisioned myself and Kawaii using it together, fucking each other like in those hentais.
“Yes please, if you’ll fuck me with it.”
As we were sitting on my bed, I laid down on my belly and put my head down so I could look under my bed and grab my tentacle. Kawaii grabbed my ass, my waist, pulled on my shorts and exposed my ass. Next I felt she was doing something else and then I noticed some cloth dropping on the ground next to my head. Her t-shirt I noticed. Another thing, probably her bra landed beside it. I got hold of the tentacle and I pulled myself up, back on the bed. She was indeed topless, her small tits, her erect nipples. I showed her the tentacle, the long double dildo.I took it out of the plastic bag I had stored it in.
I had used it once, in my ass and pussy, she looked at me with longing eyes.

“Well Kawaii, show me your pussy, not just your tits.”

She laid down on her back, lifted her ass and slipped her cut-off jeans. Exposing another pair of kawaii briefs. Hello Kitty was staring at me, the white cartoon cat on soft pink cloth, but her crotch, it was clear she had been dripping for some time already. A big wet patch was visible.

I stripped naked also, she opened her legs. I took hold of the dildo and brought my face to her shaven pussy. I smelled her sex, the juices. I slipped a finger around her big labia, all wet. I opened her pussy more and saw the little labia. I traced it back to her clitoris, hidden under the hood, my wet finger tracing around it, she started moaning. I kissed her pussy, licked my tongue over it.

Then I brought the tentacle close to her pussy, pushed the head against her once more closed lips. I pushed, it slipped between her lips, resistance. I moved it up and down, she moaned. She squeezed her abdomen, closed her portal to paradise, preventing the tentacle from entering deeper.

“Oh no bitch, you’re going to get tentacle fucked,”
“No, you monster, you will not take my virginity, I will not cum on your foul tentacle.”
Oh wow, she loved playing her role. I knew Kawaii absolutely wasn’t a virgin, and she owned a lot of toys.
I slipped the other end into my pussy, I already had become wet from everything and it slipped in, cool, fucking feeling good.
I grabbed the tentacle with one hand and her tit with the other.
“Oh yes bitch, I’m going to fuck you, the demon in me will fuck you and make you his. Whether you like it or not.”
“No, No, you cannot taint me, you shouldn’t, no, the prophecy, please, don’t take my virginity.”
“You will be mine.”

I squeezed hard on her nipples, grabbed her other boob, pushed my fingers around the head of the dildo, between her squeezing pussylips and forced the head in her wet cunt.
She arched her back, making the entering more difficult, but I persisted,
“You are mine, I’ve taken it, now surrender, you have no choice.”
She gave way and I could push the dildo in deeper. I relaxed my muscles more and felt the moving of the dildo. I layed back on my back, releasing her tits, scissoring while we were connected with the dildo.
She grabbed it, pushed it deep into me and rammed it back in her own cunt. Over and over, fucking.
“Oh no, the demon, its fucking me, tainting me with his demon seed. Seeing my belly bulge I fear I’ll be carrying demon spawn.”
I was close to cumming due to her violent pumping. She was even closer because she trembled and I felt a hot gush of liquid against my pussy. I came immediately also.
She breathed heavily, moving her pelvis, grinding around the dildo, it moved in my pussy, made me cum almost once more. I decided she deserved another orgasm.
I held the dildo in her pussy and removed it from mine.
I bent over to her pussy, licked the location of her clit, took the dildo out of her cunt and sucked on it, tasting her juices. I put it back in and then licked the other side. She looked at me as if I was sucking her cock. I spit extra on the end that had been inside my pussy, extra lubrication. I gave her clit another lick.
“You’ve got two holes and I claim them both with my tentacles. I don't only own your virgin cunt, but now I own your virgin ass.”
With those words I plunged the dildo merciless in her anus.

I remembered the feeling when I had them inside me together. By moving them in and out, it was as if they made contact, a fantastic feeling, a feeling that Kawaii would now experience.
At these moments I was especially glad mom wasn’t. Cute-Bitch could make a whole lot of noise with her little body as she came once more.
“You may have taken my pussy and anal virginity but I remain pure because you haven’t defiled my mouth, I will be victorious.”
Definitely a cry for the attention of my cunt on her lips. I straddled her and lowered my pussy against her lips, having my face up close to her two holes filled with my dildo.
“I will cum in your mouth and then you will be spoiled forever, become my sex slave until eternity”
“No, I will not let you cum, you cannot entrance me”
“Oh pathetic fool, I control your mind with my tentacles in your pussy and ass. See, it wants your lips to taste my juices.”
“No I can’t stop it, I’m lost.”
With those words she plunged her tongue deep into my wet twat, started licking me eagerly as if her life depended on it. My clit got an expert massage from her tongue.
I alternated with the dildo, moving one in, the other out and back, and when I found my second orgasm building up, I plunged harder and harder, building up Kawaii’s third orgasm. We experienced it together, my heart rate shot through the roof, my pelvic muscles contraption heavily and I came violently, leaking a lot of juice on her face.
I pushed the dildo as deep inside her as possible and rolled off her, I crawled over and looked at her face, all wet and glistening with my juices. I kissed her and layed next to her, exhausted.
She was exhausted, a smile of bliss on her face, she kissed me.
“Oh demon, you have enslaved me for eternity, I will be cursed. How can I free myself”
“Only the semen of a full grown youngling who’s remained pure and never penetrated a body, he is untainted and only that can cure you, but only if harvested on a full moon, until then you’re mine.”
“So I’m truly cursed.”
“Yes, and you're mine.”
“So if you command me to suck and fuck and get raped, I cannot resist it, I feel that’s true.”
“It’s true, I’ve entangled the demons tentacles and the longer they stay in, the stronger the curse”
I had seen the dildo was slowly starting to move out of her cunt. Would she push more or keep it in.
She squeezed and it didn’t flop out. This was intense.
“I can’t get it out, I feel the curse seeping in deeper, oh, it’s making me cum once more, only strengthening the curse.”
“Oh yes Kawaii. You're mine.”
I licked and sucked on her nipples, drawing circles around her areolas.
Kawaii arched her back, pulled her muscles, grinded on the dildo that despite her efforts slowly was gliding out. Also out of her ass. She was close once more.
Then she came, her muscles contracted and pushed the dildo out. It flopped straight between her legs, leaving streaks of moisture on her body, my bed was already wet and would need new sheets.

“Oh Chibi, oh, wow, that was fucking epic, If I could draw a picture of it, a doujinshi of the two of us with that story you made, oh, not in my wildest fantasies. I never thought you liked listening to my stories and explanations that much.”
“You should know the nights I’ve been rubbing one out with you on my mind.”
“Oh, guilty too. My hottest fantasy is that you shrink me for calling you Chibi, then you fuck yourself with my tiny body in your cunt and after you’ve cum, you eat me.
It’s called vore, beats bestiality, though I also would love the feeling of getting knotted.”
“Oh Kawaii, did someone ever tell you you’re a certified nuthouse?”
“Everytime we’re together with the Bitch-Club, I know it. But keep saying it.”
We lay naked on the bed, talked, kissed, and touched.
When it was close to five, I said it was maybe better to get some clothes on, my mom had the tendency to ignore privacy.
“Okay, let me help you change the sheets, but only if I can borrow the tentacle.”
“I’ll trade it to you for your Hello Kitty briefs. They’re exactly how I like them, wet and smelling of your cunt.”
“Deal.”
She picked up her briefs and threw them up on the chandelier, way out of my reach.
“Oh yes, I’ll be looking at them when I’ll be masturbating tonight, at the same moment that you’ll be fucking yourself with my tentacles, hardening the curse.”
She giggled.
“Let's get these tainted bedsheets in the washing machine.”
We took them off, I got a fresh one from the closet and I piled all my dirty clothes together with the sheets. Next I took some fresh panties, a top and put on my favorite jumpsuit. Kawaii put on her cut-off jeans without her underwear. Then she picked up her bra, handed it over to me.
“Now you’ve got your first complete Hello Kitty underwear set.”
Then she pulled on her top, her nice breast and nipples were deliciously visible.
She took our mugs, I carried the laundry and we returned to the kitchen.
Then we were ready, she would go home, not having any desire to meet my mom and that I understood. My mom’s a horrible woman. After Kawaii named me Chibi, I asked her what the term was for a horrible Troll. It was Toruru.
I kissed Kawaii.
“I liked it, I hadn’t meant this to happen, but well, I kinda actually hoped we would, ehm. If you understand.”
“It’s totally okay, I liked it, I really loved it when you played along with my story. You’re a legend in my books now, cursed until I drink the sperm of what was it?”
“Eh, the seed of a full grown youngling who has never been in someone.”
“Oh yes, that's pure evil, and harvested on a full moon. No way there’s a full grown virgin boy who never stuck his dick in someone, maybe in the sixties, oh no, those times were even wilder my grandpa keeps telling me.
Hey, I want to do this again, soon, but, well, I ehm, I mean, I also do, you know, it’s not going to be unique. And you too of course. But this, what we had, oh fuck, I’d like to do this a whole lot more.”
“Yes, me too. I liked it a lot.”
“Well, see you later Chibi.”
“Yes Kawaii.”
We kissed, deep, then she left. When I returned to my room I took a chair and removed the Hello Kitty briefs from my chandelier, replacing them with the Hello Kitty Bra.
The Hello Kitty briefs still smelled like Kawaii, I went to bed, still smelling them, slowly touching myself for the rest of the night, thinking of her. At one moment my mom simply barged into my room as usual, but left without saying a thing. She only went through my stuff when I wasn’t there. The bra decorated my room for two weeks before I took it down, she never mentioned it or asked about it.
That day with Kawaii will never leave my memories.
Later I bought a new tentacle, used it solo and with Kawaii, never with anyone else, I always hid it so my mom wouldn’t find it and steal it.