cw : g!p chocol , bully!y/n , degrading , breeding , dub!con(????) , cursing , mean!chocol , no proofread lollzz r u suprised? , happy new years!!! 🍊
loser!chocol who can’t stand up for herself when you come around, giving into any words you have to say to degrade her. she’ll keep her head down low as you call her every name you can think of in front of others
loser!chocol who does all of your essay work or busy work when you don’t want to, not arguing and letting you talk to her anyway when she gets late with your work, making excuses and reasons as to why she hasn’t started on the work yet.
loser!chocol who recently hasn’t sent any of your work your way, making you frustrated as she said she was going to get it done, so you consistently blow up her phone with insults and blackmail telling her “no one is going to believe you when you say aren’t a lame ass virgin.” and making up lies that you have secret videos of her.
loser!chocol who looks up at you over her thick framed glasses when you confront at the end of class, telling her that during the lesson she should’ve been doing your homework and loads of essays, making the decision hers as you’re going to send everyone the “secret videos”, shaking your phone in her face in a menacingly manner.
loser!chocol who follows you after you harassed her all day about your work, following you all the way to the shared school bathroom. the feeling of being watched and followed never registering in your mind until the noise of the bathroom door slammed made you question, the sound of the metal lock creating more noise than the door itself.
loser!chocol standing outside of your bathroom stall before you even sit down, the bottom of her baggy jeans and black forces making an appearance under your stall. your furrow your eyebrows in confusion, making you call out from the stall, watching her sway back and forth in front of you.
“what the fuck do you want gayoung? you gonna stand outside my fucking stall like a bitching weirdo or what?”
loser!chocol whose eyes smirks at you when she sees you open the stall door, your head cocked to the side as you stare at her intimidatingly. her eyes start to gaze at your body, your outfit pushing your chest more visibly, a small scoff emitting from her making you even more confused.
“you look fucking ridiculous just staring at me.”
pushing past gayoung, your shoulder violently pushing her aside as you walk to the sinks. her hand grabs out, your wrist stuck in her tight grip making it pull you back.
“what do you want y/n? seriously…attention from me? a talk? a fuck?”
you roll your eyes, looking away from gayoungs leaning figure. you smirk at her before moving into her body, looking up at her hoping she’d break this boost of sudden change.
“i wouldn’t fuck you even if i was high and the lights were dim.”
loser!chocol who bends you over the marbled sink to use your already soaking cunt, her hands grabbing the back of your heated neck, the other one working into your cunt, making echoed ambience. her words degrading your character and situation, making you cry out even more. tears flowing down your aroused facial expressions as she continues to use you.
“stop fucking crying, you didn’t see me cry when you embarrassed me in front of the school huh?”
loser!chocol who slaps your cunt harshly every-time you buck your body against her hand for extra friction, making you unintentionally yelp out wondering if anyone can hear the lustful words and moaning
“p-please i won’t make fun of you, i’ll leav”
“no, i don’t want you to leave me alone.” she coos against your heated ears
watching her through your teary eyes, seeing her pull out her phone swiping to the left. the feeling of trying to struggle started to kick in. the last thing you want is this loser to spread this.
“i want everyone to remember this, just like you use to say to me right baby?”
loser!chocol who lets go of your body, your body sticky with sweat as you lay over the sink in overstimulation. her hands wrap around the brown buckle of her belt, pulling back to pulling it off the loops of her baggy jeans, her pants pooling to her ankles as you view her growing bulge in the tight supreme boxers she’s wearing.
loser!chocol who sees your shocked facial expressions, palming her bulge and pushing your body closer to hers. your ass whispering against her thick cock, you bite your lip in response making gayoung smirk in response
“i know you’ve been wanting this, it’s been time huh?”
not meaning to, you nod your head in response making gayoung mock your continued nodding. with one hand, gayoung grabs the hem of her boxers, pulling them farther enough to show her thick blushed cock.
notsoloser!chocol who tries to hold back her moans when she pushes her cock inside of you, trying not to enjoy this much as you are. gayoung centers the video as she pulls out of you to tap her cock on your dripping heat. pulling you back on her cock once she’s done teasing you.
notsoloser!chocol who’s hand is wrapped under your chin making you stare at her as she fucks with you increased stamina, making your legs buckle multiple times. gayoung places her phone against the faucet, facing you and gayoung, catching every piece of damning evidence.
notsoloser!chocol who’s hand moves between your thighs as the other one remains under your chin. your eye’s rolling back everytime gayoung pushes her body against you, making your chest arch against the cold marbled sink under you. gayoung pulling your head making complete eye contact with her, watching her face turn from smug to pleasure.
notsoloser!chocol who’s hand moves from your chin to your neck, as her free arm wraps around your waist. your bodies closer than they they’ve ever been before making mouth push agape. gayoung’s lips push against yours as you both feel a strong knot stir in your stomach.
her face hovering yours as she looks at you intensely.
“how bad do you want my fucking kids slut?”
your brain stirring as you start to blabber, anything thought in your mind beginning to vocalize. chanting and begging the same phrases.
“yes, yes, yes, ye- please”
gayoung glances at the camera, smirking at the phone to get the last laugh. her hand tightening around your neck, small whimpers shortening the breath you already were losing. the speed of her thrusts enough to make your eyes shut as tight as you could.
crush!chocol who pushes you off as soon as you both cum, pulling up her pants and boxers to leave you in the dust. leaving you with only one sentence.
“talk shit and i’ll send that fucking video.”
