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Cartoon Erotica part I	By : missSandy_southparkfan Category: +S through Z > South Park Views: 7741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story has no profiting and is just for fun! I do not own the copyright of South Park or it's characters. I have put impersonations of celebrities (Blake Shelton, Miley Cyrus, Adele, Lady Gaga)

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My side
Dear diary,
At rehearsal, I just found out that Miley Cyrus is going to be my back up singer for Adele cover night. I was not too happy about it. A playboy bitch as my back up vocalist; for real? I said to Blake, I go, "Blake, why is Miley Cyrus backing me up?" "Mrs. McArdle wanted that because her son is a big fan of Ms. Cyrus." "Blake, she can't do this! Cyrus is a porn star!" "Well, I have to what she wants otherwise we have to leave South Park." I did not wanna leave South Park because I'm already officially in love with Eric. I might as well live with having a whore back me up.
"Rolling in the Deep" came first. It sounded horrible with Miley's awkward sounding voice since quitting Hannah Montana. It was so fucking hard to show case my voice with Miley there, but I need Eric more than ever. After rehearsal, Miley walks up to me and says, "Hey, Caroline! Ever think about joining playboy?" "Not really. I don't like my nakedness." "You shouldn't. Just look at those stretch marks." She said as she pulled my shirt up over my head. So I screamed because my stretch marks and my boobs had to show.
Dear diary,
After rehearsal, I went over to Eric's place and shockingly, his mother was there. "Miss Caroline, I need to talk to you about something serious." "What's the matter, Mrs. Cartman?" I was a little nervous that time. "I feel like I have gotten the old Eric back and I'm not too happy about it. He cut off the cock of my Leonardo DiCapprio love doll, and sliced it like a carrot." I was so confused. "Okay?" "He's been talking strangely to me and I do not understand him. So I want to know if you did anything rude to my baby." I jumped in a shock. "What? Are you kidding? Of course not! What did you think I did? -- No, wait! I take it back! I don't wanna know what you think I'm doing, but whatever it is, no!" "Eric is going through trauma! Don't you realize that?" "I understand that, Mrs. Cartman, but I have no way of knowing why. Every time we've hung out, Eric and I both had a wonderful time. Nothing seemed wrong to me. I am the most honest person you would know. I can't lie. If there was a problem with your son, even if it was my fault, I would tell you about it." "Eric is only with you. You're the only problem." "So I'm the problem? Don't you think that it's anxiety from me leaving because he enjoys being with me?" "I suppose you're right. I'm sorry I accused you." "Mrs. Cartman, do you realize that you just gave me your personal business for nothing? I can't believe your son who is just a little boy knows about your crazy ass sex life." "Miss Caroline, why do you listen to anything Eric says?" "Because he's only a child! If my mother was like you, I would be sickened! Especially if that's how she had me. You are sick, Mrs. Cartman!" "How did your mother have you anyway, Ms. C?" "That's not important right now! Could you just go run your little 'errands' so I can babysit him like you wanted?"
Finally, Eric's mother left, then Eric came in the room and said, "Sandy, you need to be a little nicer to my mom. She's giving us a lot of time together and do not make her ruin it." "Okay, Eric, why did you wreck your mom's love doll, anyway?" "Sandy, sandy, sandy. You just gotta know everything, huh?" "Yeah. I'm always curious. That just me." Eric has this look on his face. "Hmmmm.... Curious about anything else?" "Pretty much everything. Like what you were doing to me last time we hung out." "Oh? I suppose you wanna go downstairs again?" "I guess."
So Eric and I went downstairs again. I sat on the couch down there and he just stood in front of me. "Sandy, baby, how are you feeling?" I just looked around the room and said, "you mean now?" "Yes, darling. How do you feel now?" I had just felt the tingles right there. "I'm feeling that love feeling again. I'm feeling it in my hips and my stomach." "I can give you more than that, babe. How did you like touching my wiener?" My face was flushing a little. "I feel like I wanna do it again." "Do you really? Well, baby, are you ready to see my penis now?" "Sure," I answered as more of Eric's heart pieces were developing in my body. "If you wanna see it, you have to take every piece of your clothes off, bit my bit, until you're completely naked." I paused with my whole body all tensed up. "You want me to be naked?" "That's what I just said, baby. I've only got to see half the past couple of times. Now, I wanna see everything." I froze my face for a moment. "Everything? Eric, do I have to?" "If you do, it would really make me happy." Eric winked at me. I just had my arms crossed on my chest and breathed heavily. "What's the matter?" I scrunched my eyes for a second then slightly relaxed. "Nothing, Eric. I'm gonna do it!" I took a deep breath. "Just don't rush me please!" "Right. I won't rush you. I'll wait for Blake Shelton to call you again." "He's not going to. My performance is this weekend and we have it all planned out. I just wanna take it slow." "Well, I wanna see you naked now. So just take everything off now. For me." Even though I was not gonna be pulled away, I had to rush for Eric to make him happy. "I'm waiting." I tucked my arms in my shirt. I was just sitting there knowing that Eric was staring at me. I tucked my head in my shirt like a turtle. I pulled my shirt off with my arms crossed on my chest and my body bent over sitting. "Sandy, I'm still seeing something on you." I sat up and held onto the top of my bra and just opened my fly. "Little more, baby." I pull off my pants with my eyes closed thinking as if I had a shirt on. I even took off my panties with my eyes closed. I kept my eyes closed trying to undo my bra but then I felt Eric's body climbing on top of me and heard him say, "I got it," as he undid my bra for me.
As Eric was caressing my face, he says in his thunder-soft voice, "Why do you have your eyes closed?" I opened my eyes slightly to see that Eric had his shirt off. I felt something warm on my vagina which I reckoned was his penis laying on it. It was feeling so warm, it just felt good somehow. I didn't know what to think. I whispered, "Eric, what are you doing?" He leaned over with his face next to mine and said to me, "Making love to you sweetheart." I felt something strange. His penis was right near my vagina so I guessed that what I was feeling was his penis sticking inside me. I was starting to feel more of his love inside. As soon as his penis was all the way inside me, it was extremely ticklish inside my body. It felt damn good I couldn't take it. It made me break out a moan. I tried to hold it down but it was tickling my body too hard. I was letting out a lot of loud moans and panting heavily. Eric was doing the same thing. He was resting his face on my neck, panting and breathing right on it. It was so intense, I held right onto his shoulders with my arms underneath him. "You dirty girl," he panted. "You feel loved now?" "Yes! Oh, Eric! I can't take it!" As soon as it got to the most ticklish point, it suddenly cooled down. As Eric was slowly taking his penis out of me, he rested right on me and I was starting to feel relaxed. We were both taking a breather. He got his penis all the way out then put it back in his pants. After he tucked back in his penis, he just knocked out on the couch, off my lap and fell asleep.
I touched my own vagina and somehow it was slimy and wet. It was coming out of my vagina and all over the outside. I even felt it all dripping down towards my rectum. Some reason, I felt tired myself. It felt almost like as if I had been running on the treadmill. I felt dehydrated too. I got dressed then covered Eric with his shirt like a blanket. I went upstairs to find Stan, Kyle and Kenny on Eric's living room couch playing video games. "Stan? Kyle? Kenny? What are you kids doing here?" "Cartman was supposed to play video games with us after school," replied Kyle. "So we started without him." "Eric didn't tell me you kids were coming over. We could've both played with you guys." "Well you still can." "No, Kyle. I'm exhausted. I need get back to the hotel and get some sleep." "Well, where's Cartman," asked Stan. "Eric is in the basement. He's sleeping. Don't disturb him." Kenny stares at me and muffles, "Oh, .... My..... God!" "What, Kenny?" "Just go," said Kyle. "Get some rest, Miss Caroline. We've got it all under control." "If Mrs. Cartman comes back,--" Kyle interrupted me. "Don't worry about Ms. Cartman. We got this!" "Ok, Kyle. You boys have fun."
Dear diary,
So I drove back to the hotel and took a super long nap. Suddenly I get a wake up call from Mrs. Cartman. "Miss Caroline, when I came home, Eric was alone at my house. Do you have any explanation for that?" My drowsy eyes popped open. "Whoa! Time out! I thought Eric's friends were gonna stay there! How can he be alone?" "I didn't see his friends anywhere in the house. Just on the way home. Why did you need them here so you could skip out on my son in the first place?" "I was exhausted, Mrs. Cartman. I've had a lot of long days. Stan, Kyle and Kenny came over and I thought they were gonna keep him busy for me." "Miss C, if wanted to take a nap you may feel free to sleep in my bed." "Well, thanks, I guess. Now I know to do that." "You should've known then." "How would I, Mrs. Cartman? I made an honest mistake, okay? I completely apologize. And I assure you, Mrs. Cartman, it won't happen again." "I certainly forgive you, Miss C. But tomorrow I will need you to apologize to Eric for leaving him in the cold." "It's stupid, but I'll do it." "Thank you, Miss C." "Whatever." Then I hung up the phone.
Cartman's side
Dear diary,
Now I know I'm gonna get her this time because my mom said she wants to have a word with her next time about how she let me down. More importantly, let my wiener down. I wont let her take time to undress. I want her body that bad. I've been wanting her body since I witnessed her moving it at Shaky’s. That was when my penis first stood up, seeing her shake her hips. My dream will come true.
Dear diary,
When I saw her again, first I saw my mom put her in trouble for pissing me off. After that, I try and put a little power on her before making a move. After that I try to remind her of our hot moment. I do believe she liked it to begin with. I was getting her that time, so then I took that bitch downstairs. When we got down stairs, I asked her if she liked touching my wiener. She said she liked it and would do it again. I was so happy and so was my penis. I told her to take off her clothes. I needed her nakedness. I wanted to see all of her body. I did not let her hesitate. I got her naked body for seeing and touching. I took off my shirt, took out my dick, climbed on top of her and made her feel loved. I caressed her beautiful face with her beautiful Irish skin. I laid my penis on top of her pussy and just told her that we're making love. I felt on my penis that her pussy was wet enough, so I officially stuck my penis in her vagina. I am so damn happy that I gave my virginity to Sandy Caroline! It felt damn good, just to have my wiener in her wet spot, having my body against hers, breathing into her neck as I was panting and moaning, and making her moan. I called her a dirty girl. She is my dirty girl. As soon as I ejaculated, I slowly pulled out my dick, put it away, then fell right to sleep.
My side
Dear diary,
Before rehearsal, I stopped by the Cartmans' to see if Eric was there so that I wouldn't have to do it after. After I knocked, Mrs. Cartman answered the door and said, "Miss C, what are you doing here?" I was so confused. "What am I doing here? I'm ready to apologize to you son!" "Eric's in school. That's why you come here after rehearsal." I almost exploded but I paused and had an idea. "Do you have Principal Victoria's phone number?"
So I called the principal of South Park elementary school to offer a performance at lunch hour. I called Blake and told him I can't make it to rehearsal because of the school performance. At lunch time, they were setting up the mics and technical stuff. Finally, I got everyone's attention. I even saw Eric sitting with his friends. I announced, "Howdy, everybody! I'm so happy to be performing here again! Ever since I've been here in this wonderful town of South Park, I've written beautiful songs about my time being here. I've made new friends who are also fans, performed for lots of beautiful children like you, and it just can't get better. I'm going to sing a couple of songs to y'all that I've written about having the opportunity to be in this awesome town full of kiddies." I strummed a chord before singing, then as soon as I started singing, I was a little nervous. I closed my eyes and I got right into it. It got easier and easier. Thinking of these words that I wrote in the lyrics, my voice was breaking because I felt touched. It was really a love song about Eric. I hid it very deeply.

After my performance at lunch time, I pulled Eric aside at recess to do the apologies. "I just wanted to say, that I am really sorry for leaving you when you fell asleep. I was just tired too because, you know, what we were doing made me tired." "Sandy, is that what this is about?" "What?" "You performed here just to apologize to me?" "Well, yeh, pretty much. Your mom was just so desperate for me to apologize and I wanted to have a nice time later today." "Sandy, my mom is weird. We both know that. I understand why you left." "That's great, Eric!" Suddenly I hear, "Oh, my God! Miss Caroline, I missed you last time! Can I have your autograph?" "Why sure little missy. You're right I didn't see you last time." As I took her fancy girlie diary I asked, "what's your name, cutie?" "Bebè." "Bebè! Oh how cute!" I signed her diary then asked her, "Are you in Eric's class?" "Oh, yes. We don't get along though." "Eric has trouble getting along with people. Since I'm the only one he gets along with, I try to help him with his social issues." She just looks at me. "You are so damn cool!" "She's an inspiration, isn't she," added Wendy. "Wendy, is Bebè your friend?" "Oh, yes. We've been best friends since forever." "Looks like best friends forever." "We sure are." Eric walks up to me and says, "Sandy, I think you better get to rehearsal." I turn around and say, "Eric, I cancelled, remember?" "Oh, yeh. Of course." "I'm going straight home after this." I winked at Eric. "Miss Caroline, wanna push us on the swings?" "I'd love to!"
I loved playing with the girls for a change. Normally I hang out with boys but I really relate to little girls more than girls my age. I pushed both of the girls on the swing, then played the lava game. All the children took turns. After Bebè and Wendy had their turn, Craig and Token were next. I had to make it from the swings to the merry go round. Finally I put the boys on the merry go round, then gave the two a spin. Then there was Kenny and Stan were holding onto me. I tripped on a rock and almost fell. I saved myself and Stan but Kenny fell off. "Oh, my God!" Exclaimed Stan. "You killed Kenny!" "You bastard," called out all the kids in unison. Kenny made a snow angel and laughed his ass off. I let go of Stan on purpose and moved my foot from under him then he fell too. When he falls to the ground, I jump on him and tickle him. Kenny jumps on my back and tickles my neck by surprise. So I laid on the snow with Kenny under me. I got up and ran but then Clyde grabbed onto my leg and sat on my foot. "Oh my God! Clyde is my foot!" "I wanna be Miss Carrie's foot too," shouted Butters. So Butters joined in. I just kept playing with the children till recess was over.
After recess, I was packing up my musical equipment, then this man who I never met walks up to me. "Hello, Miss Sandy Caroline, mmkay," said that guy with an extreme drawl. "Oh, hello. You must be....?" "I'm Mr. Mackey, the school counselor, mmkay?" We shook hands, so then he asks, "Miss Caroline, would you mind coming with me to my office for a few?" "Not at all, sir." So then I stepped into the counselor's office and sat my ass down. "Miss Caroline, as I said, I'm the school counselor, mmkay? I've just seen how you seem to get along with those students. You looked like you were having lots of fun with them, mmkay?" "You're absolutely right, Mr. Mackey. I really have a way with them. They're such big fan of me. I've never felt loved in my life." He just stares at me. "Right. I wanted to ask you a simple question because I'm a little bit concerned, mmkay? All I want to know is, when you're interacting with children, do you feel sexually aroused?" I paused with confusion. "Excuse me?" "Miss Caroline, all I'm asking is do you feel sexually excited when you play with kids?" I just took a deep breathe so that I don't lose my cool. "Mr. Mackey, I don't know what your trying to get out of getting information like this, but to me, children are just for fun. They're great as people starting in life. I acknowledge little kids to be little friends of mine. Does that make sense, Mr. Mackey?" He just paused and stared. "Yeah, sure. That's all I wanted to know, mmkay?" "Well, okay, I suppose. It was nice meeting you." I was just getting up, Mr. Mackey says to me, "Miss Caroline, you do know that as a psychologist, anything you say is safe with me, mmkay? Its part of my profession to keep everything confidential." Hell, I didn't fall for that. Everything is confidential except if I'm hurting myself or another individual. When I was with preteen girls, my therapist I had then told me that she would break confidence because that's considered hurting myself and those girls. I knew that didn't include being in a relationship with a young minor. I told him, "I understand, Mr. Mackey, but I assure you, I just like children as children. Honest." Finally he left me alone.
That was too damn close. Normally I suck at lying, but that time I got him. I was lucky. He almost tricked me about confidence. I walked out of the office to find Eric waiting in the hallway. "Sandy, how did you do that?" I looked at him, figuring out what he meant. "I don't know. This is so sudden." "You didn't fall for the confidence rule part?" "Of course not. I've learned my lesson from those early teen girls I was involved with when I was 17. Even counselors can be blabbermouths."
Cartman's side
Dear diary
So after my heavy nap, I woke up and went upstairs to find my video games used. My mom came home freaking out because Sandy was gone. I remembered that I was supposed to play video games with Stan and Kyle, but I got sidetracked. My mom had to go all touchy-feely. "Eric, oh my God! Are you alright? Gracious! Something could've happened to you! Why did that woman leave? Why?!" I'm just like, "Mom, I'm fine. I just took a nap." "Eric, you're too young to be alone. And why aren't you wearing a shirt?" I stammered a little. "It's okay, honey. I like to have my shirt off sometimes too." "Mom, I believe Stan and Kyle were here while I was sleeping." "Oh, yes. I saw them walking on the way home. I even stopped to talk to them." "Okay, mom. I get the picture." As I walked away, my mom continued freaking out. "Eric, I am going to call Miss C right now!" She just kept running her mouth like a bitch.
I even overheard her yelling at Sandy on the phone. I'm just like, "give me a Goddam break". My mom could be exhausting just as much as making love to Sandy. I wanna do it again. I knew I was gonna please that country bitch!
Dear diary,
I was having lunch with my friends in the cafeteria. "Cartman," said Kyle. "How come you didn't play video games with us? You promised, dude." "Kyle, Kyle, Kyle. I had a long day, so I was tired." "Well, no kidding; you were tired. That's because you got sidetracked by your girlfriend." "Kyle, don't be such a Jew. I thought you were happy for me." "Cartman, don't start with me on that. I am happy for you but as your friends, you should spend time with us too." "Kyle, now that I've taken care of unfinished business, it's not gonna be a problem. I mean I have a part two of it, but I'm gonna give the first one a rest." "Are you sure, Cartman?" Suddenly, I see Sandy up on some stage thing I've never seen. "Cartman?" "What's Sandy doing here?" Kyle turned around. "What's up with the stage?" Sandy started announcing her act. She said that she was singing a song she wrote about how she loves her life here in South Park. The minute she was singing, I was feeling a boner from hearing her put emotion into it. I began to assume it was about me.
Afterwards, Sandy pulled me aside to apologize to me for leaving the house. I figured out she made this performance happen to apologize to me. While Sandy and I were talking, Bebè ended up distracting her. She had to go all "biggest fan", asking for an autograph. She asked if I was her classmate but she had to talk trash about me. Jealousy was developing in me. I told her, "Sandy, I think you need to get to rehearsal." Then she told me she cancelled for this. I was damn-ass disappointed. Then there was Wendy. The girls wanted Sandy to push them on the swings. When she started playing with the other kids, I just sat out and didn't bother.
While I was hanging around, Kyle just comes up to me and asks, "Cartman, why aren't you playing?" "Kyle, don't you know what it's like? If I join in I'm just gonna wanna put the moves on her and I'm not suppose to." "Oh, well I understand. You know from all that getting sidetracked, falling asleep and whatnot, unfinished business to be exact, I'm just wondering if thats what you've been wanting? As in, did you win those desires?" "Kyle, could you be a little more specific?" "Well did you, like, enter into a moist cave you were talking about?" "Ohhhhhh! I gotta tell you, I did dig into her beautiful genital. Now that I have gotten what I wanted, I feel like I must make more sweet love to her. I've waited a long time for this, Kyle. Every time I’ve tried maturing through puberty, I'd fail. I feel like a man now." Facing away from Kyle I hear him say, "You inconsiderate son of a bitch. You don't love her. You just wanna grow up fast. I can't believe you. You know she's not that mature right? She has a disability so she acts like a kid. So why is it her anyway?" "Sandy's got that thing for a 20 year old that I don't see in any other woman. Number one, she's so fucking stupid. Two, she has a unique body that caught my eye. I never would've developed changes if it weren't for her beautiful, curvy figure of her body. I have lost my virginity to her and so I am experienced. She is so retarded she'll believe anything. That's what made me succeed." There was a moment of silence. "I can not believe you." Kyle just had to go running his Jew mouth on me. "Cartman, do you realize what Caroline is going through? She told you that she has sexual dysmorphia but did you respect that? No! She has a disability like Jimmy and Timmy and you're playing around with that. You're creating an ultimate moral offense and it is not funny this time!" "And what's your point, Kyle?" The bell rings so recess was over. "Well, Kyle, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do to stop me. I've already wooed her." I went back inside to find Mr. Mackey talking to Sandy.
I eavesdropped on their “convo”. When Mr. Mackey asked Sandy if she was a pedophile, I almost flipped the fuck out. Luckily Sandy wasn't stupid enough to reveal our relationship. When she was about to leave the office, Mr. Mackey almost tricked Sandy into thinking that he won't rat on her no matter what. Holy crap; Mr. Mackey has pulled that many times and he had everyone fooled. This is one of the downs of being with a stupid girl. Sandy is the most gullible person I ever knew. I was really freaking out. I thought she was gonna fall for it. I was ready to barge in, but once I heard her lie to Mackey, I fell in relief. As soon as I learned that Mackey believed her, I walked out in the hallway. I guess it took her love for me. I made her love me enough to tone down her stupidity. Damn, am I smart!
In a way I was shocked too.
My side
Dear diary,
I drove straight to Eric's place so then he had already been home. "Hey, Eric." He just says, "hey." I sat next to him as he just sat there watching TV. "What are you watching?" "I don't know. Whatever can keep me busy." I was a little bit confused. "I can keep you busy." "I'm good, Sandy." "What do you mean?" "Nothing, darling. Just a long day." "Eric, if you felt left out today I'm really sorry." "It's cool." I just sat there and waited. I just tried relaxing myself while Eric was not being himself. I just heard Eric changing channels. Eventually he turned off the tv and just asks me in his thunder-soft voice, "Baby, what are you thinking?" "I don't know. I'm just confused." He leaned his body against me and rested on my shoulder. "You have no reason to be confused, beautiful." He just rested his face on my bare arm. Eric grabbed my hand and I felt him lay it on top of his penis over his pants. I just felt very tingly right there; I didn't know what to think. I felt it in my stomach and the lower part of it. Where my hand was, it felt warm. I just looked at him, then he smiled and kissed my lips. He started lightly kissing my neck. He kissed his way upwards then suddenly I felt him suck on my earlobe. Then he started nibbling on my ear. Suddenly, I needed to stop to go to the bathroom. "Um, Eric, I kind of have to go to the bathroom." Just when I got up Eric said, "I'll go with you." I was super uncomfortable. "No, Eric. I let you do everything else to me, but I cant use the bathroom when I have a person in the room. It doesn't even matter who it is." "Hmmmm, okay. When you get out, leave your fly open. I wanna see what you got down there." Then he winked at me.
I used the toilet, then afterwards, I got out of the bathroom and held my pants up, going back to the couch because I had to leave my fly open. When I sat on the couch, Eric just suddenly had his face near my crotch. His nose was touching it. He was just leaving his nose in between my legs. I felt the ticklish feeling right on my vagina. Whatever he was doing, it was just like how my grandmother's dog used to smell my crotch. "What are you doing?" "Sorry, Sandy. I just love the smell of your vagina." While he continued smelling between my legs, I just took off his winter hat and pet his hair. Something came to mind. "Eric, honey, do you wanna go out and grab an ice cream?" He stopped and looked at me. "We will come back here right?" "Well, of course."
I drove us to get ice cream and Eric decided he wanted to take it to go back to the house. When we were having our ice cream, Eric asks, "Sandy, why do you get the cup?" "Its less messy." "Sandy, baby, I'm younger than you and I can eat a cone properly." "That's fine for you." "Sandy, everyone eats cones. Using a cup is abnormal." "I don't like cones. I just like the ice cream." "Weak." "What are you saying, Eric? This is just my preference." "Sandy, Sandy, Sandy; you're a very abnormal girl." "I know." As soon as he was finished with his ice cream, he laid his head on my lap. He grabbed my hand and had me touching his face. Then, he put my fingers in his mouth. I was just getting used to having his spit on my skin. He just was sucking on every finger on my hand. I ask him, "Do I taste good?" He didn't answer. He just kissed every fingertip of mine. I started to develop goosebumps. I moved my hand and laid it on his stomach. I started kissing his lips, so he digs his fingers into my hair. I was running out of breath bent down kissing him. I needed to sit up to breathe. So he gets up and sits on me. He continued making out with me but slowly. I heard the doorbell ring.
So I got the door, and it was Kyle. "Kyle! What are you doing here?" "Oh, hi, Miss Caroline. I came here to speak to Cartman." "You can hang around with us. As long as you dont feel like a third wheel." "Actually, I'm here to speak to Cartman privately. You might have to go back to your hotel." "Kyle, I got yelled at by Mrs. Cartman for leaving. You said you were gonna stay here." Kyle rolled his eyes, then Eric broke in. "What do you want, Kyle?" "Cartman, I need to speak with you now!" "Kyle, I'm in the middle of a date!" "I'm not kidding, fat ass!" I broke in then, and said, "Kyle, I think you need to go home." "But, Miss Caroline--," "We've been through this before. You do not talk about people like that. I simply won't have it." "You heard the lady," added Eric. Kyle finally walked away.
After Kyle left us alone, I sat down then Eric just looked at me and didn't say anything. He just smiled and then kissed my lips. After kissing me slowly, he lightly kissed my neck, then down to my chest, moved right between my breasts. First he gave me a light kiss between my breasts, then he dug his face into my shirt. Eric laid me down then ended up sucking my neck like a vampire. He's done this before but it felt weird, yet it also felt good. After putting suction to my neck, he stuck his hands in my shirt, touched my breasts over my bra, then pulled off my shirt inside out. He pulled down the cups of my bra, sucked on the outside of my breast then teethed on it lightly. My nipples were rising. He kissed the center of my nipples, then licked around them. Eric undid my fly, pulled my pants down to my ankles. Then he raised my legs, held them up with his shoulders, and pulled my panties down to my knees. He grabbed my hands and had me hold my legs up. Then Eric rubbed over my vagina with his hand. I started to feel the ticklish feeling right there. He spread open my outer lips and teethed on my inner lips. He crawled under my panties that were down at my knees, had his penis touch the outside of my vagina which felt damn warm. We both started panting softly. I had a feeling he was about to have sex with me again; or as he puts it, "make love to me". He stuck his hand under my back, so I lifted myself a little, so he undid my bra and threw it on the floor. As soon as my vagina was all warmed up, he put more weight on me with his body, so then I felt his penis entering my vagina. The deeper his penis came in, the heavier we were both panting. The minute it hit all the way inside me, thats the spot that felt the most ticklish where I got to the point where I moaned at the top of my lungs. I couldn't lay still. It was like doing sit-ups in gym except I didn't go all the way up. It really tingles me like hell. The tingles were so intense, I couldn't control my leg movements. My legs were bent, shaking and kicking up. I couldn't keep my legs still. It looked and felt like as if Eric was doing push-ups on top of me. He'd put a lot of weight on my body, then push up. I guess it was intense for him too. "God! You're so fucking hot," panted Eric. "It is getting hot in here," I panted. "Babe, love is hot. Damn it, babe. I love your body. Can't stay away from it." It was just getting to the climax. I scrunched my eyes and angled my head all the way. I tried to be less vocal but I just had to break out a lot of tremendous moans. It felt so damn good, I just couldn't think. I couldn't think of anything but the intensity of all the pieces of Eric's heart in my body. It finally got to that point where it burnt, so thats when I was the my moans were most fierce. It cooled down right there, so Eric just rests on top of me in the process of taking his penis out of me. Eventually he got it out, tucked in his penis, then fell right to sleep.
I felt sleepy myself, so I went up to Eric's room and slept in his bed. Oh, my God, making love knocked me out good. I had an awesome rest. After I've slept for a while I unpleasantly woke up because Eric's mom barged in the room. As soon as I jumped, she confronts me. "Miss Sandy Caroline, what the hell are you doing in Eric's room?" "I was taking a nap." "Miss C, did I not tell you to nap in my bed when you get tired?" "Does it matter, Ms. Cartman? You should be happy that I stayed in this house." As I was getting out of bed and walking downstairs, Ms. Cartman continued running her mouth on me, following me. "I specifically told you to sleep in my bed, didn't I? That's Eric's room and that's where he sleeps." "I understand that but Eric was sleeping on the couch. I would've slept there. So what do you want?" "I want you to be a better babysitter for my boy." "By sleeping in your bed? What good will that do?" "What do you have against my room? I never throw things on the floor. Everything is all tidy." I just gave her the dirty look. "Yeah? What about you? Are you sure you haven't left herpes on your pillow?" "What are you saying, Ms. C?" "Whether you have any sexually transmitted disease or not, I still wont sleep in your stupid ass bed, because that's nasty! It's nasty because you're a filthy tramp!" "How could you say such a thing? Maybe you sleep with random people too!" "Right. At least I can protect against accidental pregnancy. At least I'm not over 40 or however old you are, and have a little kid who knows how hyper-sexual I am! At least I always get to know the person and develop a relationship before I get physical with them!" I glared at her as she took a moment to pause. "Miss C, you think I'm over 40?" I sighed, "If you'll excuse me, Mrs. Cartman, I gotta run." As soon as I opened the door that bitch says to me, "You sure gotta run." I slowly turned around. "I beg your pardon." "I know why you say such awful things to me. It's because you're jealous." I give her a dirty look again. "What?" "You wanna live the way I do, but nobody wants you unless you lose as much as my son weighs." I was super pissed. "Mrs. Cartman, I can't believe you discriminate against people who are overweight (especially your own son). I am disgusted with you. Furthermore, hell, I wanna be nothing like you! I've been through that phase as a teenager and now I see how outrageous it is. I'm proud of who I am and that's that! Goodbye!" As soon as I turn around, walk out the door to get to my car, I hear the door open from behind. "Miss C?" I stopped short but didn't turn around. I scrunched my eyes and grunted through my teeth, "What?" "I have just one more question." "Spit it!" "Seriously, how did your mommy have you?" With fury, I didn't answer; I just hopped into my my car and drove back.
Dear diary,
Eric really makes my body feel good, but his Goddamn mother has gotten on my last nerves. Normally I wouldn't beat up a woman, but since I'm going outside my nature I'll kick Ms. Cartman's ass if I have to. My heart says "pissed off at Eric's mother"; yet my body says "i feel loved by Eric".
Dear diary,
I'm in bed, in the dark, in my PJs with no bra on. I realize I'm beginning to feel a little better about my body. I can't help but caress it. Feeling the sides of my hips, thats where I'm still feeling tingly. It was extreme when I felt Eric's penis inside my vagina. Just mentally reliving him making love to me, next thing you know, my body relives it. It's still confusing because, of course, I'm still dysmorphic. He's at least helping me get over it. I feel like I want more of him loving on me. Feeling his love in my body helps me feel it in my heart. It just feels damn good when he does that. I want more of those tingles he gives me.
Cartman's side
After school, I needed to clear my mind from all this crap at school today. I watched some TV. Sandy came over and sat next t me just talking. Once it was all clear, I was developing a boner. I cuddled up with sexy Sandy then had her hand touch my penis over my pants. She just looked so amazing, I put more moves on her again. I kissed her sweet lips then lightly smooched her neck. I kissed my way up to her ear. As soon as I reached her ear, I ended up nibbling on it. Damn, I couldn't wait to get her body. Sandy needed to use my bathroom. My penis felt stiff because I wanted to see her go. But she unfortunately said no. Fuck that mental problem she has. At least she can't reject me from sex.
When she was done, since she had her pants open like I wanted, I just started smelling her crotch, which has appealed to me since I first saw her sing and move her hips. I don't know why but I just wanted to have my face near her crotch and smell that beautiful smell. I felt her pull my hat off and run her hand through my hair while I was smelling her vagina. She wanted to go out for ice cream. I was happy that I got to have ice cream, but since I wanted to perform my manliness, I told her we're eating at my place.
As soon as we came home with our ice cream, well, I was enjoying my ice cream so much and having a boner over her body, I just felt in the mood to make her feel stupid. I just love taking advantage of her I felt like making her feel like a shit brain. So I just told her how abnormal it is to eat ice cream from a cup. I was laughing on the inside. I couldn't help but feel amused by that "I feel like an asshole" face. After I got her feeling damn small, I went right to "loving" her. I grabbed that sexy hand of hers to have her feel my face then next I start sucking her fingers. I don't know why but her hands turn me on. In the middle of our moment, the doorbell rang. Sandy answered the door and guess what, it was that ass-bang, Kyle. He wanted to talk to me, of course about how I shouldn't be using Sandy. Luckily, Sandy was on my side.
Afterwards, I jumped right into making the moves. I made out with her and kissed her beautiful neck. I don't know why; just every part of her body arouses me, even the unnoticeable. Like her hands for instance, what I said about her hands. Other than that, her neck appealed to me, so I left more hickeys than last time I reddened her neck. I also kissed between her titties. I love touching her boobs even if I can't see them. I pulled off her shirt and pulled down her bra where her boobs are sticking up. I decided to sort of moisturize her before make love to her again. I had to really make her want it. I made her wetter by playing with those big, soft tits. I got to touch them again, put suction on her nipples, bite the outer part of her tit, and of course, I left a hickey there too. Once I got her warmed up, I pulled her tight jeans down to her feet not caring about them coming off. I held up her legs then pulled her panties down to her knees. I made her hold up her legs then opened her twat and nibbled her lips to make her crazy when I dig into her. After I bit her vagina, I crawled on top of her and worked my way inside it. My wiener made it inside her super damn hot, soaking wet vagina. Goddamn it! It made her crazy; hell, it made me fucking burning wild! I'm glad I warmed her up with her sensitive, big boobs. All of that cum in her pussy was burning hot, it made me flip my ass out. She was moaning in my ear so damn loud but it was sexy. While I was almost practically doing pushups on her, she was fidgeting around. She wouldn't stay still.
Damn, that felt so fucking good, it really knocked me out. I just tucked my wiener back in my pants and fell in a dead sleep.
Dear diary,
After a long, big-time nap, I woke up because I heard my mom crying. I got up off the couch, walked up to my mom by the door and asked her, "What's the matter, mom?" "Oh, Eric," she sobs. "Miss Caroline doesn't seem to like me." "She called you a filthy tramp, did she?" "How did you guess," she cried harder. "Awe, mommy, what's not to like about you?" "I honestly don't know, poopsikins. She must have emotional problems too." "She does, mom. I think she's bipolar or something. In fact, she has a mental handicap like Jimmy." "Wow, hun. You have a lot of handicapped friends." "Mom, can I go to her concert at Shaky’s this weekend?" My mom freezes for a moment. "Why, of course, baby boy!"
I was so happy because I'd get to see Sandy move that body. She won't even see me there.
My side
Dear diary,
I had my Adele Cover concert, officially. I started with "Rolling in the Deep" as a first. I played my acoustic guitar for that while had my three back up vocalists, including Miley. I tried to sing as loud as possible over Miley's voice. After playing and singing the first song, I got to sing my own acoustic country version of "Someone Like You". It sounded beautiful the whole time until Miley backed me up in the bridge. That bitch was fucking me up. I sang every Adele song I know and saved the best for last. The last one was "Rumor Has It". I didn't play the guitar for that. I had background accompaniment. At least it's only the chorus that Miley sings my part with me. Other then that, I show cased my voice, dancing up a storm. I couldn't think about anything else but the fun I was having. In the bridge I crawled on the floor in a frog position. It was like I was doing yoga. Then at the end of the bridge, I stretched back and then dance my way up back into the chorus.
After my performance, I was having some of their pizza. All of that rocking made me hungry. Miley comes up to me and says, "Hey, Caroline, I gotta give it up to you. You are amazingly talented. I'm sorry I pulled your shirt up." I was surprised that she'd apologize. "It's okay, Miley. So what do you say? Friends?" I held out my hand for a handshake. She held out her arms for a hug. I like hugs better. I happily gave her a hug then realized she wanted a long hug. While we were hugging, I just felt her hands movement. In a surprise attack, I feel an extreme weggie. Shockingly, she pulled my underwear up and then pulled my pants down right under my ass. Maybe I'm getting comfortable with Eric when it comes to exposing myself, but I'm not going out with everybody. Everyone was laughing at me while I was trying to fix my weggie. It wouldn't undo, so I pulled my pants up. "You really think I felt that way?" I was filling my boiling blood of anger up to my eyes. So I ran up to Miley, grabbed her by her neck, then pinned her down on the table. One of the other back up singers, Chloe flipped the table over. I stood up while Miley was still laying, then kicked her right in her crotch. Hard enough that my foot practically went in her vagina. Her skin tight pants were tucked in there deeply. She was wailing like a baby. Chloe smacked my ass in a surprise attack. I turned around and pinned her straight against the wall. I pinned her down so she would squat. As soon as I squatted her down, I jammed my toes in her vagina just as painful as what I did to Miley.
After I kicked Miley and Chloe's ass (or should I say their vagina), I gave away my dirty look to the audience, showed off my dark side, then best of all I saw that Adele was at Shaky’s. So I walked up to that lady, grabbed her shirt firmly, scaring her into thinking I'm gonna fight her but guess what? I just started making out with her for 10 seconds, then walked away. Everyone literally cheered there asses off the minute I pushed my lips against Adele's. That was my victory kiss! Kissing a random famous woman! It's not as pleasant as when I kiss Eric.
Miley and Chloe had to go to Unplanned Parenthood for the injury they deserved. Where I live, it's Planned Parenthood. I hope those bitches learned their lesson.
Somehow, after the fight, I sort of ran into Mr. Garrison. "Miss Caroline, I never knew what a fighter you are. I've heard you say you couldn't hit a woman." "Oh, I had to, Mr. Garrison. I really did." "What's funny is that the Sandy Caroline I knew before wore flannel and man stuff. These days, you're looking more feminine. So either you're a lipstick lesbian or you switched sides." I gave him the dirty look. "Does that matter?" "Oh, no, no, no, Miss Caroline. I'm just curious. You don't seem to have a masculine side anymore, so I wasn't sure if switched sides or something." I forgot to think before running my mouth. "I did not switch sides! He's just the only boy I like and I'll ever like!" Mr. Garrison froze his face. "No way! You're bisexual now? Who's the man?" I realized I opened my mouth too wide. "Nobody! I'm not bi and there is no boy!" I left the place and went back to the hotel.
Dear diary,
Other than the performance, I had my opportunity to myself. I went for a swim, worked off the stress, watched TV to clear my mind. It really made a difference. I had Eric off my mind, at least until I got a call from an unknown number. "Hello?" "Hello, Miss Caroline. It's Kyle." "Kyle? How did you get my number?" "You're a celebrity. You're number is exposed. Listen, Miss Caroline, I need to talk to you about something important." "Oh, Kyle, sweetie, now is not a good time. I need to clear my mind with relaxation. In other words, I need a little Sandy time." "I understand that but I need to tell you something." "Can it wait till tomorrow or whenever I see you in person?" "Look, this is something I need to talk about when you're not hanging out with Cartman. I don't want him to overhear us." I blew up a shock. "Did you say 'overhear us'?" "Yes. This is completely private and I don't want Cartman to catch me telling you what's need to be told to you." "Let me ask you a question first. Are you trying to take my heart away from Eric?" "What? Miss Caroline, what are you saying? I have no interest in anything like that. This is something I need to discuss with you as a friend." "I see." All I hear is, "Miss Caroline, I know you're in love with my friend, Cartman, but--," then suddenly I have another call coming. "Kyle, I got another call on the other line. I'll call you back."
I picked up the other line. "Hello?" It was Eric's voice. "Sandy, it's Eric this time. I wanted to talk to you about my mom for a minute." "Funny you should say that because just when you called, I was talking to Kyle on the other line and he also need to talk to me about something important. It's regarding you." "What did that son of a bitch say about me?" "He didn't get to say his thought. I picked up your call before he said anything." I heard Eric sweet giggles. "What's so funny?" "Sorry, baby. I just love the way you said 'thought'." He had his giggle. "Anyways, Sandy, I've heard about how gullible you are. Right?" "You're absolutely right. I've always been gullible but I really wish I wasn't." "Well, babe, if you don't wanna be gullible, you have to listen to me. Don't believe any shit that Kyle tells you. Don't let him fill your head with douche. I'm your boyfriend so you have to take my words if you really love me." "Of course I love you, Eric. I've always believed in what you said. Even though Kyle is my friend, he's not as important as you as my boyfriend." "I'm happy to hear that. That's what should pass a good girlfriend's mouth." "So I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
Dear diary,
I went to Eric's place and thankfully his bitch mother was gone. As soon as I sat on the couch, Eric came to me and said, "Sandy, getting to what I wanted to talk about on the phone, I woke up to find my mom in tears." So his mom was not home but he had to run his mouth about her. "My mom likes you, so you have no reason to not like her." "But, Eric, she makes me so angry. I can't even talk to her. She doesn't sound like she likes me." "Sandy, darling, that's only because you have to pay attention to what you say. You make bad impressions." "I do?" Eric pause for a second. "I cant believe no one ever told told you." "Me neither. No wonder I never had any real friends. I overcame my disability otherwise, but I'm still struggling." "Come on, Sandy. My two good friends Jimmy and Timmy who you've met are more hanicapable than you." "Well, that's funny because they're young children and I'm an adult. I never would've expected that." "The point is, Sandy, you gotta think before you run your mouth. You get me?" "Yes but I just gotta work on it." He just smiles and kisses my lips slowly.
While we were just making out for a few, I hear the doorbell ring. When I answered the door, there was a big surprise. "Butters?! What are you doing here, little mister?" "Miss Carrie! I was just gonna ask the same thing. I just came here to hang out with Eric." "You're always welcome, Butters." Except Eric broke in again. "Sandy, let me take it from here. Butters, go home!" "But, Eric, I wanted to hang out today." "We all want things Butters. I want you to go home and you're not doing it." "Will we hang out another time?" "Yeah, yeh, sure. Go home, Butters!" Then Eric slammed the door on him. I sat back down on the couch. "Sandy, I do not want you talking to Butters. He has a big mouth and an evil mind." "What do you mean?" "Butters is not as cool as you think he is. He's a son of a bitch worse than Kyle." "Oh? I see. I always thought he was a nice boy." "Sandy, I told you, you have to take my words, didn't I? You have to promise me you will stay away from him." "Of course, Eric. I'm not gonna go near Butters."
So then he smiled again and slowly made out with me. We pretty much did that the whole time. He stopped for a second and asked, "Sandy, do you want to meet up at the donut shop tomorrow?" "That sounds awesome. That's one of my favorite things to eat." "Me too! In fact, I'll get my allowance off my mom and I'll pay for both of us." I blew a shock that minute. "Eric, you'd do that?" "Babe, I'd do anything." I put my arm around him and we continued making out.
Cartman's side
Dear diary,
I secretly went to see Sandy's concert. She was singing Adele covers. The part that really gave me an extreme boner is when she sang "Rumor Has It". She looked like a stripper. I got to see her body moving, begging for my physical attention. That made me want her body more. Especially the part on her that made me feel like a man which is the point of her crotch. I wanna see her fly open again.
After she sang, I saw her talking to Miley Cyrus for some reason. I saw them hugging and Miley looked like she was about to molest my girlfriend. Worse; she gave her a weggie. When she pulled her pants down under her ass, my wiener felt a super surprise! That was the first time I got to see Sandy's bare ass. I then got to see her be a real woman. I heard she doesn't fight women; just guys. I got to see her kick Miley's vagina so hard her pants tucked in there. Same with her other back up singer (whatever the hell her name is). The hottest part that, of course Stan and Kyle were talking about and made me feel like wanking, is when she made out with Adele for victory. I couldn't sit still that time.
I overheard Sandy talking to Mr. Garrison, and holy shit; she almost gave away our relationship. She almost gave me a heart attack. I heard her say to Mr. Garrison, who suggested that she's bi, "He's the only boy I like". Luckily she stopped herself and left.

That was too damn close.
Dear diary,
I overheard Kyle talking to Stan. Stan was like, "He what?!!" "Yes!" "He's going through changes alright. He's getting worse!" "I will not let Mr. 'non-virgin' win. He thinks he's such a man. Not man enough to stop me from calling Miss Caroline this afternoon to tell her the truth." I scoffed, then heard Stan say, "Dude, you don't have her number." "Dude, it's everywhere. She's famous. 4:00 pm this afternoon, I'm coming out with it." "I hope it works out. I can't believe that fat ass would pull this kind of shit this horrible." "Like I said, I won't let that fat ass win."
4:00 pm, huh? I know what I have to do. I'm glad I heard it. At 4:00 pm I will call her to stop the madness. I won't let that Jew ass win!!
Dear diary,
So fortunately I called Sandy through my mom's telephone on time to sabotage Kyle's snitching and to confront her for being mean to my mom. I didn't get to that part but demanded her to believe everything that I say. I told her that if she doesn't wanna be gullible, she has to believe me. That's a laugh. She's so fucking gullible I really got her that time.
I needed to confront Sandy like a man for hurting my mom's feelings. That was my chance to put her down again. I told her she makes bad impressions and that she's not hearing herself. I got a boner just to make her feel stupid which she is. Like I told her, my friends Jimmy and Timmy are crippled and they're smarter than her. As soon as I got her offended, I just made out with her till suddenly, the doorbell rings. Sandy answered the door and it was Butters. Butters has the same stupidity level as Sandy and he's not even handicapped. I didn't know what she would share with him or even what action Butters would take. He'd probably rat on us. So I broke in and told Butters to get his gay-ass home. I sat Sandy down and demanded her not to talk to Butters. I lied about Butters being evil and all. I reminded her of how she's supposed to take my words and no one else's. I got her to promise me that she wont talk to Butters, hoping she was serious. You know how stupid people are.
So we pretty much just made out the whole time. I offered to pay for both of our donuts tomorrow after school. Furthermore, with my allowance money. I figured I should do that to prove my fake love for her.
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