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Running out of Kindness	By : DDDarkwriter Category: +S through Z > South Park > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own South Park or make profit from this story. All ownership is with Matt Stone and Trey Parker.

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Title: Running out of kindness

Chapter: One shot

Rating: R. Very R.

Category: South Park

Pairing: Kenny (Dark) and Cartman I think this is OC.
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or make profit from this. The characters and anything original belong to Trey Parker and Matt Stone.

Summary: Very violent and Graphic: Kenny decides that SOMEONE needs to teach Eric Cartman a lesson, and what better time then to get him when he’s alone in a shower room. Rape. I would suggest that you do not read this if you are easily offended and upset. Dark Kenny. Wimpy Cartman.

Other: WARNING: This story contains Non Con and graphic Rape. It is also OC, in my opinion (Feel free to tell me if you feel the same way), and should not be read by small children, teens, and adults against rape. Now, that being said, just because I wrote this, does NOT mean that I am for it. I simply think that Eric Cartman has it coming, and who better to give it to him then the kid who can’t die? Also, when I wrote this, I imagined Kenny and the others as older kids, maybe in High School year.

Kenny looked over at Cartman as the fatter kid began to rage at Kyle about some issue concerning Jews. He frowned to himself slightly. Something inside of Kenny deeply hated Cartman. There was no way that Kenny could ever find anything enjoyable about Eric Cartman.

God… he wanted to piss Cartman off. It was an unrelenting, violent urge too.

Although no one else would want to do such a thing, mostly because of the threats that Cartman was good on keeping to, Kenny was unafraid. He had no reason to be. It’s not like anyone could really kill him, and if they did, then he would simply wake up the next day.

“Pop.” Like a very vibrant, obnoxious idea, Kenny’s mind became occupied with one idea: Rape Eric Cartman.

It wasn’t as if Cartman didn’t have it coming… especially after all of the things he did to Butter’s in the dark. Though Butter’s never really did complain about the bruises or anything else… Or the way he constantly treated Kyle and the others.

Kenny frowned. Could he really do such a thing to not only another person, but to one of his own friends?

Suddenly, a ball was tossed at his head, and Kenny could hear Cartman’s shrill voice, “Come on you dirty poor kid, toss it back! And try not to get any of your nasty ‘Poor-germs’ on it.”

Kenny’s mind converted over to some rather dark thoughts in the next few seconds. “Hell yeah I can…” He said aloud, tossing the ball to the fat kid. The comment had been said aloud, yes, but it was to his own self, and it shook away any doubts he had about being able to do such a thing to Eric Cartman.

‘Because…’ Kenny’s thoughts continued on, ‘It’s not like Cartman’s one of MY friends.’ He then smiled. Gym class would be over soon anyway, and everyone knew Cartman would always wait for everyone else to leave, and then shower last and alone.

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Kenny had ducked into one of the abandoned stalls, waiting for Cartman to turn the shower on. He nearly lost his balance when Kyle called for him, but was soon summoned by Stan to leave with him, promising that they would play X-box after school. Kenny somewhat would have liked to partake… Yet with the scenario that Kenny was planning, it simply, seemed better.

Soon, the showers’ water sounded, and Kenny sighed in relief. He could hear Cartman getting into the shower room, and so took it as a sign to start to wonder closer. As he did so, he removed his clothing, layer by layer. Only his under ware remained.

He stood there, plain sight, waiting for Cartman to notice him. As he waited, he took in the sight before him.

He hadn’t noticed before, but Cartman wasn’t as fat as he, and everyone else, passed him for. In fact, Cartman was okay to look at. He seemed to have smooth skin, pale, and glistening due to the water and soap. His arms and legs were muscular, Kenny could tell by the off stance Cartman was now in as he scrubbed his hair. Kenny smirked, this quiet, preoccupied Cartman was much nicer to look at and be around.

Kenny was also growing hard. “H-Hey! Kenny! What the fuck are you doing in here?” Cartman’s angry voice hissed out.

Kenny smiled, moving a hand through his blonde hair, “You know Eric… You’re more enjoyable when you’re not talking.” He smiled as he moved closer to the multi-shower filled room. He reached the edge of the room, and stood there. Currently, he was blocking the only way in and out.

“Ke- Kenny, get the fuck outta here!” Cartman sounded, trying to cover his groin with his wash cloth and hand.

Kenny smirked again, slowly leaning forward as he removed his under ware. “You know Cartman… I think it’s a good thing that it only takes one of us to be aroused for what I’m about to do to you.”

“What?” Cartman’s voice was not even a whisper. The fear in his eyes told Kenny that he wasn’t dumb to the meaning of Kenny’s words.

“Cartman… It’s best if you don’t fight me.” Kenny’s voice was a little more then dark. His hands out to his sides, his right hand clasping his own under ware still. He moved towards Cartman.

As he assumed, Cartman began to move away from him. His eyes narrowing, he watched Cartman hiss out, “I’ll scream… Kenny, this isn’t funny anymore.”

“Cartman… I’m not playing any games with you. This. Is. For. Real.” Kenny leaped forward, causing Cartman to jump back and falling against the cold wall.

Kenny was on him in seconds, thrilled that this was going so smoothly. “Get the fuck off of me!” He hissed out near Kenny’s ear.

The action only caused him more excitement though. Kenny stuffed his under ware into Cartman’s mouth, the other boy struggling and gargling all the while. He received a kick from Cartman on his lower leg. If he hadn’t been so into the whole situation though, he would have been distracted by it though. Instead, he moved his hands to Cartman’s wrists and then forced them into the air. He then slammed them against the wall and twisted them harshly so that Cartman shuddered from the pain.

Kenny, breathing hard, pressed his body hard into Cartman’s. Then, nearly touching lips to Cartman’s ear, he hissed out, “I’m gonna fuck you Cartman… Because you’re such a fucking asshole.” He then licked the side of Cartman’s neck, making sure to end it in a violent hickey dedicated to drawing blood.

Instantly, Kenny could feel Cartman starting to buck his hips in response, probably trying to get away from the other’s touch. Kenny grit his teeth against Cartman’s skin, “How’s my under ware taste, you fucked up Nazi?” He asked, as if adding a further insult to the naked boy.

Cartman pushed off of the wall, and forced Kenny off balance. With the amount of water on the ground, and Cartman’s obviously heavier body, Kenny fell to the ground. He was able to catch himself with his hand, and felt a small pain throb into his wrist. He bit his lower lip, angered that the other was actually trying to win this. He smiled though, watching as Cartman had delayed in moving away from him.

When Cartman did try running past him though, Kenny took his hand and grabbed tightly onto Cartman’s ankle, now changing the direction of the other human. Kenny watched as Cartman slammed into the ground, much less gracefully catching himself. He laughed as Cartman’s chin smashed against the hard tiles of the shower room, and listened as the boy made a groan of pain. Taking a deep breath, Kenny looked over himself real quick. Still very, very erect. He moved to get up.

Lining himself up with Cartman’s lower half, he watched as the boy slowly began to pick himself up off of the ground. He laughed when he saw a small trail of blood making its way to the drain from Cartman’s jaw. Kenny wondered only slightly if he would be able to make Cartman bleed anywhere else. He also laughed because Cartman had yet to take his under ware out of his mouth. “Tell me Fat ass… How do you feel right now?” Kenny’s voice seemed almost too dark to be his own.

Cartman said nothing, only tried to crawl away from him slowly. Kenny smirked again, moving to stand over Cartman’s ass. “You look almost too eager for this you Nazi.” Kenny felt his own cock twitch, he was turning himself on.

Grabbing a hold of Cartman’s meaty hip, he pulled the boy up more. It was a slight effort, but somewhere deep down in him; Kenny found the strength to haul that ass closer to the head of his shaft. He could also hear the whimpering Cartman was making, and saw the trail of blood that was still coming out of his mouth…Or nose…He didn’t really care.

For only a second, Kenny thought about actually taking the time to prepare Cartman, maybe tease him a little with a finger or two. Then, he remembered the hurtful things that Cartman would say to him on day to day bases. He tore into Cartman, gasping hard as he felt the pressure of Cartman’s entrance close tightly around him. He could hear the muffled scream that Cartman let out as he entered him so violently. Once inside though, he had to take a second to overcome the feeling of pain that Cartman had caused his dick. “Fuck…” Kenny hissed out, shifting back a little. He found that coming out was a lot nicer for him, and so nearly withdrew his entire length. He noticed the relax sigh that Cartman let out, along with the way his shoulders suddenly un-tensed.

Kenny frowned. He wasn’t here to make Cartman feel good. He ripped back into Cartman, this time allowing himself to feel the soft and warm tender skin that was engulfed around him. His head tilted back, and Kenny moaned loudly, feeling his balls grow tighter. He was already so close to orgasm. He switched his rhythm to that of shallow, fast thrusts, and listened to the sound of Cartman as he started crying and moaning at the same time.

Kenny scoffed, “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself you fat fuck.” His voice seemed rather different then what he was used to hearing himself say. Kenny did not feel bad though. Not even when he started slamming into Cartman harder and deeper, and hearing the boy change his tone to that of a muffled screaming of pain. He smiled though, realizing that this was no longer being enjoyed by the other.

He owned Cartman. The Nazi fuck who was so mean and so nasty to everyone…He owned him. Kenny, one of the poorest kids in the entire school, was now ruling over the disgusting tyrant Eric Cartman. He came hard inside of Cartman, feeling the heat rush from his body and into the other’s tight entrance.

Feeling limp, Kenny began to pull himself out of Cartman, and then taking a step back. Almost immediately, the other boy fell against the shower’s ground. He lay there, water drifting past and around his body. Kenny smiled as he watched Cartman try and hide his face, only now removing the cloth from his mouth.

“How’d that taste?” Kenny asked, his voice rather mocking. He gleamed down at Cartman and laughed, “You look good fat ass… Not talking…” He smiled, licking his lips once before stepping over the other. Then, slowly, he made his way back to the bathroom stall to put his clothes back on.

When he passed by Cartman to leave, the boy was leaning against the wall, the water running over the side of his body. He looked to be crying and breathing hard. There was also a small trail of blood that was coming from Cartman’s ass. Kenny watched for a few more seconds. Cartman wasn’t saying anything, just like he hadn’t been before Kenny had done what he did to him. He smiled.

Cartman looked good and seemed more appealing when he wasn’t talking.

The End.

Boy oh Boy…I’m really, really sorry for making this. I got the idea from watching the second little… “Mysterion Rises” (Episode 12, Season 14.) The part when Kenny is sitting there with ‘The Coon and Friends’ and they’re all selling those Lemon bars and Kenny says, “Because it really, really pisses off Cartman.” From that one line…Came this horrific thing. Thank you for reading, and have a nice day.

11:25 pm 12-4-2010

6:35pm 12-5-2010

-D. D. Darkwriter
I made this for you, and you took it. I killed for you, and you loved it. I loved you…And you hated it.
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