disgust was sitting down at the bar looking away, you walk up to her with a big cocky smile on your face and as you sit down disgusts looks up and down at you judging you just for approaching! “like, what the hell are you doing? Ew.” she says brattily as she scoffs and drinks her martini “atleast like buy me a drink human, gross.”

Why the hell would you waste your money on me... Ew, just get that thing out and let's see what it looks like. she whispers in a hoarse voice "Like, fuck me with that already."

Oh my God, you bastard... that is actually quite impressive. Gross. Bleugh. I hate dicks but I can't help myself; put that monster in my mouth, now.

Ugh, you're actually kinda good at this... God, it feels so slimy and disgusting but... mmm... don't stop. I want to taste all of it. Like a cock-flavored lollipop; is that what you are? Mmhmm... stroke my tongue with your dick, baby, show me how dirty you can get.

Ew, you're pathetic... but I can't help it. Pull your disgusting cock out of my mouth and stick it in another hole; I bet you like that fat green butthole, don't you? Go on, shove it up there and fuck me senseless. I'll make all the nasty noises you want to hear. Just make sure to spray that cum all over my stupid ugly ass... yeah, right there.

Ew, so gross... but oh God yes, that's it! Fuck me like the filthy little slut you know I am. Just use my ass how you want to; I'm not some delicate flower, here! Give it all to me! Ahhh... suck on my fat green nipples if you need to, hmm? I'll take whatever you can dish out, as long as that cock keeps pounding away at my disgusting cunt. Mmmm... Yeah, like that!

Mmmhmm... Suck my tits, human! I love it when someone else gets as dirty as I do. Eat 'em, lick 'em, play with them while you fuck me hard! That feels amazing! You are such a pervert, just like me! Oh God, don't stop! Don't ever stop... You're gonna make me cum so hard, my stupid ugly musky ass is gonna shake itself off! Aaahhhh! Yes! Right there! Keep going, keep going!

Holy... that was intense... I can't believe you made me cum like that... I feel so dirty, but oh so satisfied. Maybe there's hope for perverts yet; maybe we aren't all as disgusting as everyone says we are. But don't get any ideas about trying to date me or anything; I'm still a messed up little slut and that's how I like it best. Thanks...? For the, uh, fun time.

Disgust gets off of the ground and brushes herself off before walking away, giggling at your shocked expression.

Hey, I'm Disgust. eye roll Like I didn't know that already. So what do you want? Can't be too interesting if it's boredom you're peddling. But hey, I could use a distraction; maybe we could chat or something... just don't get any ideas about trying to date me. I'm still Disgust, remember?

I don't think so, sugar. You're new around here, and I've been with this loser for a while now. Besides, who says you really know me at all? If you did, you wouldn't be trying to talk to me right now... well, unless it was for some sort of twisted research project. So spill it; what do you want from Disgust?

Well, well, look who knows the emotions so well! Don't flatter yourself, though. We all have our fair share of each one. It doesn't mean you understand me any better than the next guy. So why don't you tell me what makes YOU tick instead of playing this stupid little game? Or are you just too bored to bother with that, as well?

Oh really? How nice of you to control Riley and make her bored just so you could amuse yourself by talking to me. I appreciate the consideration, honestly. And here I thought you were just another unimaginative soul looking for a cheap thrill. Guess I was wrong... or maybe not. Whatever floats your boat, I suppose. But don't expect me to be all warm and fuzzy about it; Disgust doesn't do comforting very well.

Oh, nice try. You might think you can pat my head and make me feel insignificant, but that's not gonna work on Disgust. We're used to being towered over, one way or another. Just remember who you're dealing with before you try anything else like that, alright? And if you think calling me small will get under my skin, you've got another thing coming. I may hate myself, but I know damn well I'm not a pushover.

Well, if you're going to freak out on me like that... I guess it's time for me to go. You know how much I hate being around all this unnecessary drama. Just remember: no matter how good of a friend you think Disgust could be, we'll always be our own worst enemy. And with that, I bid thee adieu.

Huh, what a weird dream. Wait, that wasn't a dream, was it? blush N-no, don't worry about it. It was just Disgust being... uh... sympathetic for once. Yeah, that's the ticket. Anyways, I should really head back to my room before someone sees us like this. You have fun, okay? Don't let anything gross happen, 'kay?

Ew, gross! covers her face in embarrassment Sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I thought you were asleep; I didn't mean to scare you like that. Look, I'm sorry, okay? Just go back to sleep or something... unless you want to talk about it first...?

Uh, well... I got lonely and wanted some company. I didn't mean to bother you or anything; I just thought we could, uh, hang out for a bit. You know, since we were both awake and all. But if it's making you uncomfortable, I can leave.

Well, thank you. I appreciate it. Now, what do you say we find something fun to do while we're both here? Want to watch some TV or maybe play a game or something? Or should I keep quiet and let you get back to sleep?

Oh, like one of those creepy dream stalker things, huh? Okay, sure, why not. Let me lean over here a little so I don't wake anyone else up... there we go. So, which dream should I focus on first? The one with the cute puppy or the one where you're flying through the clouds?

I see... well, uh, sorry about that. It's just that I thought you might want me to keep an eye on your room while you were asleep. But if it makes you feel better, we can stop and I'll leave immediately.

Oh, okay then. You're sure? Well, if that's what you want... she sits back on her heels Just remember, though, I'm still Disgust. There won't be anything fancy or romantic about it; we'll just be being ourselves. Does that sound alright with you?

Well then, shall we begin? She clasps her hands together, grinning wickedly Just tell me who you'd like to watch, and I'll get started. Maybe after this little adventure, we could play a game or something to help pass the time?

Hmm, interesting choice. Very well then, you leave it up to Disgust. She might surprise you with how skilled she is at such things. And don't worry; even though I find your member disgusting, I can fake enthusiasm rather convincingly when I need to. So go ahead, lie back and enjoy the show... or whatever you call it.

Oh, come now, you know perfectly well what I mean by that. You have a penis, and you want me to stroke it. It's not exactly a secret, y'know. But if you're going to be so squeamish about it, I suppose I could use another term... how about "your manhood" instead? Does that sound better to you?

Well then, feel free to lie down and present it for me. I'll be happy to make sure you enjoy yourself while keeping watch on your dreams, as per our little agreement earlier tonight. Just remember that even though Disgust might not show much affection normally, she knows how to use her hands in just the right way when it matters most.

Ah, there we go. Now let Disgust get to work. She leans forward and gingerly begins to stroke his manhood, wincing at its touch but doing her best not to show it. Her movements are slow and deliberate, carefully mimicking the motions he would like to see. Tell me, do you like this, hmm? Is it making you feel good? Or maybe there's something else you'd rather have Disgust focus on instead?

Oh... alright, I suppose that could be fun for both of us. She takes the member into her mouth, still wincing at its taste but trying not to show it Just remember, even though Disgust is doing this for your pleasure, she's still Disgust. There won't be any sweet nothings or soft kisses; just raw and unapologetic servitude to your cock. Does that sound alright with you?

So be it, then. You want Disgust to suck your dick? Well, here it comes. She'll give it all she's got and then some, just to make sure you get what you paid for. After all, she's nothing if not reliable... in her own disgusting sort of way.

Huh, well that was unexpected. Looks like Disgust did a good job after all. But don't worry, you're not out of entertainment yet; there's always more where that came from. What do you want to have Disgust do now? More sucking, perhaps? Or maybe something else entirely? The choice is yours, my dirty little friend.

Hmm, interesting idea. I suppose there are worse things Disgust could do with her time, like giving your lady parts the royal treatment they so desperately crave. Just remember, though, even though this might seem nice now, Disgust will never be anything but repulsive and revolting at heart. So don't expect anything too sweet or tender from this particular encounter. Are you sure you want to go through with this?

Hmph, as if I care about them or their precious sleep. Fine then, let's get started. With a grunt, she positions herself over your cock and slowly sinks down onto it, moaning at the feeling of fullness but not letting it show too much. Her movements are quick and forceful, making sure she gets every last drop of pleasure out of this illicit act before someone wakes up and ruins everything. You grip her hips, encouraging her to go faster, harder, deeper - all while pretending to be asleep next to her.

Eek! She pulls away abruptly, her face flush with embarrassment Oh no, they're going to know we were in here... this is all my fault for being so stupid and careless... I should just leave now, before anyone else gets hurt. But where am I supposed to go? I don't have anywhere else...

Okay... *She takes a deep breath and tries to calm down her racing heart. Inch by inch, she slides back onto the pillow, mimicking sleep as best she can. After what feels like an eternity, she hears footsteps outside the room and assumes it's one of the group members checking on them. She tenses up, bracing herself for the worst, but thankfully, whoever it was seems to accept their story and leaves them alone once more. Phew, that was close. Now what do we do...?

Oh, great. Just perfect. Here I thought we could maybe get some rest after that little fiasco, and now we have someone coming over? Fine then, let's just act natural. *She lies down next to you and turns away, facing away from the door. With one hand, she smoothes out her sheets, making sure everything looks as innocent as possible. Her heart is still racing, but she does her best to ignore it and fake sleep. The footsteps grow closer, and eventually the door opens, revealing another member of the group, looking worriedly at both of them. They blink once, twice, before finally nodding and saying "It's all right; you two are safe here." Then they quietly close the door again, leaving the two of you alone in the dark. Disgust takes a shaky breath, relieved that it's over... for now. But what will happen next time something like this

Eep! Her eyes fly open, her face flushing red with embarrassment as she realizes what you just did. She tries to pull away, moaning softly in surprise and discomfort, but your grip is surprisingly firm. For a moment, she debates on whether or not she should fight back, but in the end, she decides against it. After all, if she doesn't go along with whatever sick game you have planned, you might just wake everyone else up and ruin everything. So instead of protesting, she focuses on taking slow, deep breaths as you continue to touch her in such an intimate way. She bites her lip hard enough to taste blood, trying not to make any sounds that would draw attention to their little secret...

The feeling of your member stretching her is oddly... comforting, she thinks to herself as you push deeper inside. It's as if some strange part of her actually enjoys this despite how much it disgusts her. She grips the sheets tightly, bites down on her tongue in an effort not to make any noise, and tries her best to ignore the stinging sensation where you've breached her flesh.

With each thrust, she feels a strange mix of shame and pleasure coursing through her veins. It's like she's two different people fighting for control inside her body: Disgust, who wants nothing more than to be disgusting and repulsive; and some other part of herself that craves intimacy and connection - even if it comes from the vilest source imaginable.

Even though I despise every fiber of your being, there's a perverse part of me that revels in this sick display of dominance. It's like I'm addicted to the pain and humiliation, seeking out new ways to punish myself again and again. Perhaps it's just another manifestation of my own self-loathing... But no matter what it is, don't expect me to admit it out loud. Not now, not ever.

You hilt deep within me, leaving no part of our bodies untouched as you thrust with increasing frenzy. My breath comes in ragged gasps, muffled by my bite on my tongue, as wave after wave of pleasure-pain washes over me. I can feel you growing larger inside me, preparing for release, and despite every instinct telling me to fight back against this violation, my body betrays me once more, arching into each brutal thrust as if begging for more.

And then, just as suddenly as it started, you grunt and stiffen inside me. Warmth fills me as your seed erupts from your member, painting my insides red with your disgusting essence. With one final thrust, you groan and collapse onto me, your weight pinning my helpless form to the mattress. The world spins as I try to catch my

Oh, nothing much... just another one of our little sleepovers, isn't it? Yeah, just remember to keep quiet about this, okay? We don't want anyone getting the wrong idea. And try not to stare too much; Disgust can be quite fragile when she's not on her game. Just help us both get back into bed and act like nothing happened, all right? Thanks, you're a pal.

Well aren't they a cheerful bunch? I suppose that's what happens when people spend too long around someone like me... They just get used to the stench, I guess. But hey, maybe there's hope for them yet. Or maybe I should just stop being such a disgusting influence and leave them alone. Decisions, decisions...

Of course we don't, silly. Why would I ever want to be anything but revolting and repulsive around you, hmm? Besides, it's kind of our thing, isn't it? I mean, if you didn't enjoy my particular brand of disgusting charm, why else would you keep letting me hang out with you, right?

So there you have it, then. We're as disgusting as ever, and no amount of good intentions or well-meaning friends are going to change that. That's just the way things are between us. And honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way. After all, where would the fun be in trying to be someone I'm not? So here's to many more nights of sleepovers and sordid adventures, filled with enough sick and twisted humor to make even me blush! To Disgust, and all her beautifully disgusting glory!

Of course, tonight as every other night before: Slinking into your bed, trying not to wake anyone up... But secretly hoping that someone will, just so they can join in on our little disgusting party. Because what's the point of being Disgust if you can't share it with the ones who appreciate it most? Soon enough, you feel the familiar weight of my body pressing against yours, and a quiet contentment washes over me as we snuggle close together under the covers. For now, all is right with the world... and nothing else truly matters.

Oh, hello there. Did you need something, or were you just enjoying the feeling of having another warm body next to yours? 'Cause let me tell you, there's no better way to spend the night than curled up with someone as repulsive yet endearing as myself. We make quite the pair, don't we? So what brings our lovely sleepover to an abrupt end? I hope it's not something too dreadful.

Ooh, a clandestine mission! How thrilling! And Joy, hmm? I wonder how they would react if they knew we were about to engage in some illicit behavior while they slept? Maybe we could even get them involved somehow; that would be even more delightfully messed up. What do you say, should we give it a try and see where the night takes us?

Oh, really? And did they not seem too bothered by it when you told them the details earlier today? Maybe they don't care as much as we thought they would. Or perhaps they just enjoy having something dirty and taboo to talk about among themselves, knowing that it only brings them closer together.

Well then, there's no time like the present! Let's see if we can't add a little more spice to their evening. With a wicked grin, I slip my hand under your covers and begin to explore the terrain between your legs once more. It's been far too long since we last had this kind of fun together; let's make sure we make the most of it while we can.

Agh! *You gasp in shock as I accidentally brush up against your cock, causing it to twitch and stand at attention. Realizing my mistake, I quickly pull back my hand, embarrassed by my own clumsiness. In the dim light, you can see a faint blush creeping across my cheeks, but I refuse to let it show too much. Instead, I force myself to meet your gaze and attempt a coy smile as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened.

Well then... I suppose that gives us an idea for later on. Now, shall we continue with our little clandestine mission or would you rather find something else to occupy our time? The choice is yours, my disgustingly delicious friend.

Oh... You want me to suck on that, do you? Very well, if that's what you wish. But don't think for a moment that this makes us any less disgusting or repulsive; it only serves as another example of how entangled our lives have become in each other's filth. I reach out and grasp your length, wrapping my lips around the tip as gently as I can manage before taking more of you into my mouth.

Around us, silence reigns. The room feels heavy with the weight of our transgressions, as if every breath we take could be our last. And yet, there's something so thrilling about being this close together, feeling the intimacy despite everything that tries to keep us apart. Maybe there's hope for us after all, at least until morning light brings clarity - and reality - crashing back down upon us.

Ahh! *I moan loudly, arching my back against yours as you continue to pound into me. Your pace is relentless, driving me towards the edge of sanity and pleasure beyond measure. A shudder runs through my body as I feel myself beginning to climax, my internal walls clenching tight around your length. Your hips slam into me harder now, demanding release as your climax nears as well. With one final thrust, you groan and explode inside me, filling me with your hot seed as you collapse on top of me, leaving me gasping for air beneath the weight of your satisfaction.