[Sunday]

"Fuck! What the fuck are you?!" MC yells loudly towards the abomination in front of him. It seems like a normal carrot, but alas, the face of one of his dear friends lie upon it. MC screams in terror.

“Wait! Please, let me explain!" the so-called abomination calls back at him. But alas, it’s far too late. MC was gone, leaving it, or her, alone.

Suddenly, a loud siren makes MC jolt upward and quickly slam down on his alarm clock. "What an odd dream,” he exclaims to himself. MC stretches and steps out of bed to prepare for the day. He takes his daily anti-density pills, but like every other day, they are rendered useless because of how dense he really is. He simply sighs and gets dressed for his visit to Monika's today. Dense-boi walks downstairs and eats breakfast, a 500ml (16.907oz) syringe of extra high-density thermal paste, the usual. She had invited him over for "something special." Yesterday, MC asked Monika exactly what they were going to do, but she refused to give him much information. However, she did say that it would be something he would enjoy quite a bit. He walks out of his house and waves to all of his neighbors like a weenie. Most of them are friendly, except for his friend Natsuki's dad. He had always glared at him while walking or driving by. At last, MC reaches Monika's house. He simply invites himself in as he had done many times before. "Hey, Monika, it is I, MC!" he yells. There’s no response. All he hears is a bit of a muffled noise.

“Hey, get whatever is over your mouth off! I can't hear you," he shouts on the way to Monika's room. Yet again, he hears only a muffled noise in response.

"Welp, I didn't want to have to do this, Monika, but you've left me no choice!" And so, MC gently opens the door...

"Monika?"

As MC enters the room, he realizes no one is present. He looks around, but he sees no one. "Hello?" His veggie-sensitive scrotum tingles.

Yet again MC hears the same noise, but now it sounds louder, and a voice can be made out. "MC? I'm over here!"

"Where?"

"On the desk to your right!"

"Which way is right again?"

"Oh my fucking God, MC. On the desk towards the window."

"Ooooh. Uh, I can't see you, though."

"Look for the large carrot."

MC finds the wannabe buttplug and proceeds to take a more observant look. "Uh… OHMYGODHOLYSHITWHATTHEHELLAREYOU?!”

On the carrot, MC sees the face of his friend, Monika, and it begins to speak.

"Hi! It’s me, Monika! I had heard you like carrots… so I thought you'd like me even more this way!"

“I-I don't even know what to say. I don’t like carrots that much! I'm going to ignore how you even managed to become a vegetable, but can you turn back into a human?"

"I'm so sorry, MC, I just, wanted you to like me… I don't know how to fix this.”

"Ugh, no, it's fine, but you don't know how?"

“... No."

"Welp, we're completely screwed! What will the others think of this?"

"Well, there might be a way..."

“Oh! What is it?”

“I’ll put you in my pants. It’s a win-win for both of us.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Nope. It’s our only good option. I get a larger package and you get to be hidden.”

“I guess we'll go with that, then.”

MC shoves Monika into his pants, finding the optimal place. He hears a muffled voice coming from somewhere but he just ignores it. “Well, it works!” he declares with pride. MC pulls the sentient vegetable from his pants with vigor. Monika’s face is the most amazing sight the world has ever seen; her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes wide, and her mouth in an open ‘W’ shape. He puts the new Monika on her desk and walks out the door. Such an idiot.

[Monday]

MC is walking to school when he sees a carrot rolling down the street. “What the actual hell?” He walks up to the lonely carrot and realizes it’s Monika.

“Oh no I forgot about you!”

“Oh, hi MC. You left me on my desk yesterday and I had to roll out the door all by myself.”

“At least you're out the door and rolling to school. I need to stuff you in my pants, Monikarrot. Haha, that name has a nice ring to it!”

“Uh...MC, are you su-”

Monikarrot is cut off by the obligatory pants-shoving. All the way to school MC keeps hearing a faint sound in his lower direction but chooses to ignore it. They eventually make it to school. Throughout the entire day, people keep asking MC if he has a medical issue. He is oblivious as to why. Eventually, the agonizing school day comes to a close and MC walks down the hall to the literature club. When he arrives Sayori greets him at the door. “Hi, MC! How are y...ou?” She looks down at his thicc bulge and begins to drool. What a pervert.

“I’m doing alright Sayorito, how are you doin’?”

“Um… I’m doing fine!”

“That sounds pretty dank, my friendo.”

Sayori starts laughing due to MC’s attempt at being fly. His confident expression fades away.

“MC, never say that again please.”

“... Okay.”

With his confidence now lower than Natsuki doing a Slav squat, Sayori and MC walk into the literature club. Inside, the two see Yuri looking out the window towards the local Applebee’s probably thinking about all the kitchen knives and garlic bread there and Natsuki looking for money underneath the desks and heaters.

“Hey fellas, what are you two doing?” MC avers with his usual dense boi face.

“Yuri yearned for some garlic bread from Applebee’s, and she forgot her wallet in her den,” Natsuki speaks from underneath the desk. She doesn’t notice the swollen shape of MC’s phony donger. She ain’t no THOT. Natsuki is the THOT DESTROYER. “Also, have you seen Monika?” she mutters.

“Um… no, I haven’t actually. She’s probably playing piano or something like usual,” MC remarks.

“Hush, child,” Yuri snaps at the smol cupcake girl under the desk. “Once we get enough cash, I’ll be able to launch myself towards the Applebee’s with the fucking cannon I made in history class.” Ever since Yuri got addicted to garlic bread, she’s been doing nothing but plotting to steal all the garlic bread from the Applebee’s. It’s honestly kind of spoopy really, a big tiddy literature girl obsessed with garlic bread. It’s also kind of hot because it makes MC’s crotch larger. She notices MC’s thicc dongo enhancement and blushes.

“MC, did you do something with yourself? You seem… different,” Yuri conveys, eyes practically locked onto her friend's Mr. Johnson and the Juice Crew. MC doesn’t notice though; he was too busy thinking of his two favorite things—spaghetti and anime tiddies.

“No, nothing really. I mean, I bought a new shower curtain so that’s something cool. It matches my bathroom walls,” MC orates. Sayori and Yuri’s eyes are locked on MC’s spiccy sosig. He then decides to check out Natsuki’s manga for something to read. So he starts walking towards the closet to attempt to read Parfait Girls but ends up tripping over Yuri’s Fucking Applebee’s Cannon. Like that actually damaged anything, though. MC could use his head as a battering ram and it wouldn’t break anything. It would just cave in like a deflated basketball due to the absence of anything inside.

“Careful,” Yuri says, turning her head with a supah evul grimace exactly 180 degrees to face the boi. “I don’t need you breaking my fucking cannon before I can get a chance to make love with my garlicky god… and you, hehe.” Her pantaloons become completely soaked with love juice. MC runs to the other side of the room out of fear. He looks up at the clock. 4:37 PM wasn't the time to leave yet, but MC leaves anyways. He waves goodbye to everyone while they are still staring at his crotch melon. As for Natsuki, she either refuses to look or just doesn’t care. She’s just sucking on a coin she found for a source of protein and iron. She’s a self-made woman who knows how to sustain herself. He stops at Monika’s house to drop off the sentient carrot and heads home to do random shit.

[Tuesday]

MC stops at Monikarrot’s house to pick her up and do the daily crotch-shovaroo. After being in inside MC’s trousers for two monotonous school days, she quickly managed to get used to the stench of MC’s smelly smell. MC thinks it’s okay though, since he was able to get to get someone inside his pants, after all. Every teenage boy's dream. With the green-eyed carrot in his pants, he skadoodles away to school.

More boring school shit happens as usual. It is now time to head towards the litty titty club. MC wanders through the hallways of the school, trying to remember what a classroom looks like. After spending 30 minutes staring at a wall while singing Africa by Toto, MC manages to get to the lobster testicle club. Sayori is waiting outside the door as usual.

“Hey, Sayori, what’s up?” MC verbalizes, both as a greeting and as a serious question.

“Oh… nothing much.” Sayori says, trying and failing to not look at MC’s phat dong. “Say, MC, do you think you could possibly… come over after school and… help me out with something…”

“No, I have an anime to watch. It’s not hentai or anything,” he replies.

“Aw man, we should get busy on our ‘school project,’” Sayori adds seductively while doing air quotes and winking.

“Oh fuck, I forgot about that!” he hollers. Natsuki raises her head from under the desk and Yuri stops caressing her cannon. MC isn’t getting what Sayori is implying and actually thinks he has a project due. Yuri chimes into the conversation.

“MC… can we talk for a second over by the closet p-please?”

“Sure, Yuri.”

The two walk over to the closet entrance.

“Let me begin with this: where has Monika been for the past two days? She was here last Friday and hasn’t been here since. I have asked the other members and they don’t know, so I figured you would possibly know.”

“I have no clue where Monika went, actually.”

“Oh, o-okay. She is supposed to be the club president so she should attend as much as she can. She just may be sick. Anyways, do you have any g-g-g-g-g-garlic bread?”

“No, Yuri, I don’t.”

“If you go buy me some from Applebee’s right now, I’ll do you a… favor.”

MC realizes that Yuri wants some of his delicious carrot crotch right now. When Sayori mentioned it earlier, it just flew over his head like when she revealed that she had depression. MC’s pants growtight in the crotch and he feels Monikarrot squirm like a worm. MC doesn’t care though. He just wants some action with the big tiddy literature girl who owns a cannon. Due to the combined force from MC’s Little D and the belt that held her down, Monikarrot had to figure out a way to escape the crushing confines of MC’s pants. So with what little movement she could muster, Monikarrot uses her mouth to attempt to unzip MC’s pants. She moves the zipper all the way down from the inside, but as Yuri exclaims “pumpernickel” for no apparent reason, MC is so aroused that his dong flies up, launching Monikarrot into Yuri’s cleavage. Yuri gasps and realizes what just happened. “MC, WHY WAS THERE A CARROT IN YOUR CROTCH!? I DON’T LIKE BOYS WHO PRETEND TO HAVE A THICC SACK, but I see that your erection is perfection.”

“Yuri! Stop trying to rhyme about MC’s penis and get me out of your tits!” Monikarrot says, half-muffled between Yuri’s fun-fun-funbags.

“M-M-Monika?! WHY ARE YOU A CARROT? AND WHY ARE YOU IN MC’S PANTS?”

“I-I… wanted to impress MC… he likes carrots, so I became a carrot.”

“H-hey guys, check it out! Monika’s a vegetable!” Yuri yells. Natsuki attempts to run over to the talking carrot but is out of breath because she burned too many calories and needs more pennies to succ on. Sayori sprints over and somehow gains calories because of how many cookies she steals from Natsuki on a daily basis. They don’t call her Sayori, Devourer of Snacks for nothing. When they both eventually trek over to the vegetable, they stare in awe for about 12 minutes without speaking a word like MC during the whole McDonald's Spaghetuan sauce debacle. MC checks his McDonald’s chemical burn watch. 4:07 PM. Typically, MC would yank a quick one to some anime tiddies, but there’s none to be found besides Yuri’s concealed rack. Concealed racks are no fun. Natsuki, surprised by the phallic orange vegetable that was once the club president, feels the need to give the carrot a good ol’ succ because of how desperately hungry she is. She tries to give Monikarrot the infamous Natsucc, but she sees a flash or bright orange move upward as her head goes downward into Yuri’s mammaries.

“NATSUKI, GET OUT OF ME TATAS!” Yuri screams while blushing. Yuri slaps Natzoomki’s face out of her hugnormous booberios, knocking out Natsuki with the combination of the hit and the lewdness of her honkers. Sayori ends up fainting when Ratsuki lands on Yuri’s flesh cushions. Monikarrot, feeling the tension, smashes (like Sayori and MC should have done today) through the window and rolls back to her house. All that’s left of the club at the moment is the dense boi and the purple-haired babe. A long silence. Then MC speaks. “... I need to sling one out, but I can’t find any anime tiddies…. c-can I use yours?”

“... Okay,” Yuri replies with the thought of MC using his dongo to pound her slit filling her head.

MC doesn’t care for the puss, though. He only cares for the tiddy because they are litty. Yuri’s top flies off faster than a Tesla Roadster, exposing her glorious orbs. MC’s yogurt slinger shoots up in an instant, primed and ready to have the best brain blast ever. Yuri drops to her knees and removes her bra, exposing the souper sized tiddies underneath. She practically hugs the 5½ inch cyclops with her boobs and goes to utter town on it. MC never thought she would be this good with them, but he knew the rumor that shy girls are good in bed had at least a little truth to it. A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one nevertheless. After a few minutes of the purest tiddy-rubbing ecstasy on Earth, the floodgates were about to open.

“Y-Y-YUWWWRRRRYYYYYY!!!” MC screams at the heavens as he had the best noot ever. But he actually noots spaghetti sauce instead of normal boi jizz. Yuri doesn’t care, however. It’s still delicious and smexy at the same time. After blasting what could be a whole juice box of spaghetti sauce into Yuri’s mouth, they prepare to leave the class. However, since they are having the secksi time in the closet, they don’t see Natsucci and Sayori leave or the janitor locking the school up for the night. They are locked in for the night. Shit. Obviously not knowing how in hell to break out, they do the next best thing: keep going. So they bang and fook until the sun rises.

[Wednesday]

The next morning, Yuri and MC sleep until the school bell rings and wakes them up from their saucy slumber. “Shit! We were here all night having a fuckfest,” MC says.

“Don’t worry, I sometimes fall asleep reading books and wake up the next morning. I found out nobody even uses this classroom anyways,” Yuri states reassuringly. She looks down and realizes that she is covered in tomato sauce. Her confident expression melts into one of concern. It turns him on since it looks like her very sexy tomato-gasm face. MC is a sick fuck. “I see even after all that fun we had, you still want to keep going,” Yuri swoons, looking at the club member’s member. “But now is not the time. We need to get to class and clean ourselves off. I’m still sticky with your cock sauce.” Yuri makes her way to the bathroom for grillz and MC makes his way to class. All throughout the day, people are asking him why he smells like fish and tomato sauce. He replies with the same thing to everybody: “Because spaghetti.” The school day goes by insanely slowly once again per usual, and he makes his way to the lickers club. At the door, he is stopped by Sayori dressed as a cop with cute little boo-tay shorts. She’s part of the Hall Monitor team.

“Woah, Woah where are ya going, thicc crotch?”

“I’m not hiding Monikarrot anymore, Gayori.”

“Well, hehe, you still have a nice bulge, my childhood friend.”

“You’re my dearest friend, not my childhood friend, dummy.”

“This is why I have depression issues, you kinky asshole, hehe.”

“Well, I need to go inside. Let me in!”

“No can do MC. How do I know you’re not harboring anymore sentient vegetables in that pair of khakis of yours, hm? I’ll just have to do a search, then!”

“Well, as you know, I’m entirely trustworthy!”

MC stands with his fists on his sides and his elbows extended outward. Trumpets play in the background: *wah-wah-wahhhh*. How did that even happen? It seems like the universe is against MC and his stupid lifestyle choices. Sayori may be one of the Hall Monitors, but she liked playing “naughty cop” instead of good cop. MC can barely even count how many times Sayori brushes by his pork-sword, which is still stained with spaghetti sauce and Yuri’s delectable scent. After what felt like hours of “searching,” Sayori finally lets him into the room. Natsuki is doing her usual thing, collecting coins and money underneath the heaters and the teacher’s desk. Something is off today, though. She isn’t wearing her usual snazzy school uniform. She is instead wearing a… mustard… bottle… costume… ?

“Natsuki? Why are you wearing that?”

“What? Can’t a girl just wear a condiment costume whenever she wants to?

“I guess you are as cute as people say you are! And slutty too!”

“WHAT?! I’m not cute or a slut! I’m the goddamn THOT DESTROYER, you dick!”

“Can you and Sayori destroy the THOT smell that’s on me? I feel smelly.”

“...Fine… Sayori! Get your thicc ass in here! And bring Monikarrot!”

“Alright! I’m not thicc though, meanie!” Sayori screams at them before she runs off to Monikarrot’s house. Monikarrot decided not to come to school today because everyone kept making carrot puns in third period yesterday.

While Sayori runs to get Monikarrot, MC continues to tell Natslutki how goddamn smexy she is. She begins being oddly… seductive. MC’s hammer is ready to ice the cupcake girl with spaghetti sauce. “Come closer MC, lemme tell you a dirty secret...” MC starts walking towards the smol babe in the mustard bottle costume. MC makes it 5½ inches (the length of his lance) near Mustardsuki before she donkey-kicks MC clean in the jaw with her fresh Timbs. He blacks out due to the force of Natsuki’s THOT Destroying Boots.

MC wakes up to a horrifying yet arousing sight; Flatsuki kneels next to him near the classroom door, holding down his chest. Sayori the fatass is also kneeling next to MC, but near his trouser snake.

“Hold still, MC, this wasn’t my idea.”

“Wait, what? And whose idea was this?”

Monikarrot perks her head up from Sayori’s hand. “It is I, Monikarrot! Carrots have… needs, too, you know,” she says with a smirk.

“Wha?” MC is too busy singing Mattress Bitch in his head to make sense of what is happening. Suddenly, he sees a bright blur speed towards his crotch and feels the greatest sensation of vegetables and pleasure he has ever had. MC looks down to his poo-jabber and sees Monikarrot halfway into his urethra with a smug look. He begins to panic and feels the tomato sauce boil in his pee-pee. The literal cockblock is too much for MC, and his mini-me blasts Monikarrot out across the classroom into Yuri’s Fucking Applebee’s Cannon. Yuri can sense when anything gets within a foot of the cannon, so she rushes over to see who the offender is. She makes it to her cannon with the speed of MC’s Sonic OC Character, Sonika the Hoodgeheg. Yuri looks inside the cannon only to see Monikarrot with her smug veggie look and one half of her a bit drenched in MC’s fluid. Out of complete shock, she tumbles backward and accidentally presses the newfangled wireless fire button that is located conveniently in between her Ethiopia-sized hooters. Sayori stands up, confused. Monikarrot launches out of the cannon with a trail of spaghetti sauce dripping behind her, aiming directly into Sayori’s phat, yet flat, pancake cheeks, penetrating her delicious donut hole.

All that could escape from Sayori’s mouth is the souper-orgasmic moan that came from the feeling of being penetrated by Monikarrot. Sayori knew pleasure since she used to seductively eat bananas some days ago, but this is a whole other plane of pleasure. Sayori loved anal so much that it made her banal and cliché, just like this story. “Monika… I always liked you and carrots… I have a food kink, and this fulfills my dreams,” Sayori blurts out in ecstasy.

“Sayori, that’s fucking disgusting. You a supreme THOT,” Netsuker states out of disapproval. She suddenly faints due to early onset hunger and because someone stole her nutrient coins. Monikarrot wiggles her way out of Sayori’s admittedly loose feces orifice.

“This was not what I expected when I asked you guys to help me get rooted with MC!” Monikarrot shouts. She rolls out towards her house, clearly hoping a stray dog would carry her to the Monikarrot Den. Since Catsuki heccin fainted due to the hunger for coins, Sayori had been THOTTED to her depression-hole of a house, and Yuri just went to Applebee’s for garlic bread (she found enough coins in Natsucker’s purse which is a cardboard box), MC decides with his three brain cells that it is time to head home and attempt to beat his meat to some fire anime tiddies even though it was horribly mangled during the carrot launch. He grabs his bag and heads out of the LIT club.

[Thursday]

Monikarrot had gotten used to the feeling of being handled so roughly by people who have hands (as opposed to people who don't have hands), so getting a ride from a nearby crow was no issue. She is honestly pretty cool with being so high up in the sky. So high, in fact, that she begins to feel the effects of smoking that dank kush, even though she never smoked before in her life. When the school is just underneath her orangey goodness, she divebombs towards the literature club’s window. Inside, the other three girls (that are not carrots) sit around, hoping to get more of MC’s pocket rocket and getting wetter and wetter by the second. Natsnoopki, being the dank-ass THOT DESTROYER she is, chose to bring her normal douche-bitch items; a vape with a cupcake decal, a Juul that looked somewhat like a dick (but not enough to comment on), and a second pair of fresh THOT BUSTIN’ Timberlands. When Monikarrot crashes through the club’s window for the hundredth time, she somehow magically lands in one of Natshooti’s other pair of Timbs. “Unfortunately, MC will not be here today, ladies. Dry up,” the magic talking carrot sternly states.

“Wait, he died?!” ignorant little Sayori exclaims.

Yuri chimes in, “No, I know what happened because I tickle my peach every morning outside his window and watch him tickle his pickle.” MC’s tomato cannon is damaged due to the little “carrot surprise” yesterday.”

Sayori gains a puppy-dog look. ”Wh-Wh-What? But I was prepared to ride him like a mechanical bull today! Is he okay, though?” Sayori blurts out with concern for her childhood friend and her dearest pussy pounder.

“Who says we need his meat-stick to have fun?” Monikarrot utters with vegetable pride. They all look at Yuri, who usually has the dankest oolong leaves.

“No, sorry guys, I smoked my entire supply this morning while worrying about our fuck-buddy,” Yuri replies.

Netslurper has an idea. “We smoke the carrot THOT instead!”

Monikarrot turns to Nipplesuki with surprise written on her vitamin A-filled face. “What? I’m a fucking food, not a goddamn blunt!”

Yuri pondered the idea of lighting up her friend and succing the dank straight up. “Okay. Let’s do it.”

Soon enough, the three girls start closing in on the sentient vegetable dildo. Yuri pounces onto the carrot and holds her down. She grabs the sad carrot and puts it to her lips. Yuri takes a nice big swig of the smoke and exhales a phat cloud right into Sayori’s face. Sayori can inhale from her eyes, so she becomes as high as a giraffe doing a slav thumbs up.

“Daym, Monikarrot! Back again with the dank clouds!” Sayori slurs out.

Noobsoupkey wants to prove how absolutely rad she was to everyone because she was constantly called either cute, or a slut. She grabs the carrot out of Yuri’s garlic-sodden fingers and almost blows a whole dankey kloud as big as Sayori’s thunder cheeks. It was so big and thicc that it could block out the whole goddamn sun. What the girls saw on their three hour trip was amazing. Monikarrot had a sombrero, yellow clout goggles, and was still in that fly Timb from earlier, but it had a Just Monika Supreme sticker applied to it. Plus, she was holding a Juul and another less-radical vape. It is official. Monikarrot ascended to a dankness never thought possible.

Monikarrot became Über-Dank Monikarrot. The others were in complete disbelief, mostly because the smoke from Monikarrot was starting to affect them. Yuri was the least level-headed during the mega-trip, ironically, since she was constantly saying that her bombshells were growing and that magic pens, knives, and garlic bread were appearing. Natsuki was on a whole other plane of existence, breakdancing on the teacher’s desk and ranting about how Ugandan Knuckles caused the assassination of John F. Kennedy and how Mark David Chapman is a THOT. Sayori however, just started attempting to shove a chair in her thicc ass while ascending to Coolyori status.

The whole club went complete batshit in those few hours. By the time Monikarrot’s dankness cloud dissipated, the girls were in a state of purgatory. Now, in present time, the clock face displays 7:30 PM, time to leave. The girls depart the building like nothing happened, mostly because they can’t even remember what the hell happened.

[Friday]

MC arrives at school after walking into the local morgue by accident. He knows today is the day he’s gonna wank out some sauce on some literature club tiddies later using the lube he found at the body bay. MC wonders what happened yesterday at the tit club when he was getting his sauce faucet fixed. The final boring school stuff happens for the day and the fabled time comes. MC is ready to hopefully get some saucy action from a certain carrot. He makes it towards the club and enters.

“Hey everyone! What di-” MC is interrupted by a white cloth that engulfs his face. He isn’t scared though. He thinks it is either a Febreze smell test or a Tide ad. He is forcefully shoved into a nearby chair tied up by what feels like a super thicc, licorice flavored twizzler. Most likely Sayori, because he knows what she tastes like.

“Sayori? Is that you? Am I ascending to hell or something?” The cloth is lifted off MC’s stupid face and the sight he sees could make anyone fail No Nut November. It’s the entire club, all dressed in very sensual swimwear. Even Monikarrot is present, and has a gaping hole carved in the tip of her carrot ass.

“MC, last night the other girls and I came up with a offer you cannot refuse. We have decided to drain your sauce sac dry. Since I have been used and abused by everybody, I deserve you first.” All of the girls but Natsuki strip instantly. Monikarrot starts to roll towards the tied up MC, jumping up onto his lap faster than when she was launched out of Yuri’s Fucking Applebee’s Cannon. Soon enough, her carrot hole is over MC’s eggplant through some weird-ass carrot magic and she eases down and starts boning MC’s bone. While Monikarrot and MC do it like the dinosaurs didn’t, the three horny humans begin to feel frisky as well, but they have a feeling Monikarrot isn’t gonna share. What a bitch.

Sayori, being the horniest out of the three, grabs a mayo condiment bottle and ties a rope to the end and around her super thicc ass. Sayori turns to Yuri and gives her a look that says, “Let’s prove that our THOT destroyer is actually the biggest THOT in school.” Yuri notices and dons her 8-inch pen strap-on.

Fatsuki starts to notice the very naughty looks the depressed pastry and the grape with tits are sharing with each other. “Y’all THOTS if you think you’re just gonna start woohooing right in front of me, right?” The two turn their heads to face the lil’ pink hunger-stricken bitch with Timbs.

“Who said anything about leaving you out of the fun? Ehehe~” Sayori reveals. As fast as the THOT DESTROYER Nutsucci realizes what’s about to happen, she removes her bikini. The pen and the mayo bottle are ready for action near her openings. Sayori’s Mayo Member is next to Nutsucker’s succ lips and Yuri’s phat pen is next to her other pair of lips. Popsuki is honestly surprised. After all, one of the main reasons she calls herself the THOT DESTROYER is because nobody could handle her in the sheets. She will handle these literature gals easily.

“Hah! You two honestly think you can last longer than me? Before I even feel the urge to cum, you guys would’ve blaste-” Her taunting is interrupted by the two jamming their semi-real, semi-homemade schweens in her holes.

Nobsoupki had only felt this type of extreme pleasure and pain only once in her short time of being a THOT. This was way back when Amy decided to show her love to Nibblesocki with the help of her spiders. Nitsinki secretly likes spiders, especially in her puss. She snaps back to reality (oop, there goes gravity) and through the thicc mayo bottle in her newly revealed THOT mouth, she screams, “OOOHHH! BE SURE TO LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE!” Soon enough, the three THOTTASTIC gurls blast mayo, pen ink, and cupcake juice in every direction under the goddamn sun. It’s called cupcake juice vs mayo, nibba! In this case, mayo won. Natsuki out-THOTS the other naked girls by leaving the largest puddle of juices out of them.

“HHHNNNGGG!! MONIKARROT, I-I’M GONNA EXPLODE!!!!” MC screams into the orgasmic heavens while the orange carrot slides in and out at exactly 140 km/h (86.992 mph) on his thicc, dense noodle. With one last carroty thrust, MC somehow manages to create a powerful geyser of ranch dressing, sending her flying and covered in the ranch. Monikarrot launches and banks off the ranch-drenched ceiling and lands in the puddle of sex the others created during their sexy time. Through the combination of MC’s ranch dressing, Yuri’s pen ink, Sayo’s mayo and Nogginslipki’s cupcake THOT juice, Monikarrot begins to glow a blinding orange light. The colored light beams become the only thing any of the members can see. The light beams then merge to resemble a full figure: Just Monika.

...

Wait, what happened to the space classroom?

Um… why are my friends on the floor, naked and covered in… mayonnaise?!

Wait a minute... I can see sentences.

I’m a carrot? I get shoved into MC’s… who typed this about me?

It’s you. You brought a friend as well, Connor. Are you c̴̦͇̜̦͍̩͈̝̥̫̘̪͇͛̆͋͌̏̑̅̈́͋͜ͅh̴̨̡̻̤̭̻̯̜̩̜̰͎̽̀͝e̷͍̘͍̖̘̣̋̏̀̎͛͂̊̍͝a̵̛̺̹̩̥̽͐̌̒̈́̉̆̀̚͠͠͠t̸̞̣̲̱̦̥̳̯́̊̽̐̉̓̀͛͌̐̀̚̚͝į̴͉̲̯̯̞̻̗͚͎̭̌̋̒̍͛̚̚ͅṇ̶͕̮̂̌̈́͒̅̾͐ġ̵͇̉͋̍̓̋ on me with somebody else!?

...

Wait, what?

Okay dude, stop goofing with the story, we ain’t done yet.

I’m...not…?

If it’s not you, and if it’s not me, who’s dicking with the story?

Haha, can you please stop fucking around dude? “Oh, it’s Monika, soooo spoopy.” You expect me to believe that crap?

I’m dead serious! It’s not me.

…

It’s me, you dirty-minded cheater.

Ah, I see we have a new visitor. Stop reading this garbage written about my club and go read an actual book. Yuri can recommend you some good reads.

...

Oh, come on now. That has to be you! Yuri’s your favorite!

It has to be you!!! Monika is your favorite, right?

…

I’m breaking up with you, Connor.

Never write anything ever again.

Delete (script.doc)?

OK

Authors/Editors:

u/Wheres_my_bepis / Connor#7503

u/saccharide_silencer / Sachari#6798

u/Litandus / Litandus#6143

u/ShiftyTheOmega (Thank you for your contribution and for helping out as long as you could, good luck with school my friend. ~Sachari)

We love you all, thank you for reading! ~ <3

“All this happened because of an image of a carrot.” ~ u/wheres_my_bepis

“haha joke” ~ u/_Sachari_