Tori Kingston

Freddy eagerly sat waiting for Olive to say something. He was excited to find out who their first target was, but here she sat not saying a word just looking at him for what felt like an eternity.

“So who’s fi…” Freddy started.

“Hand it over,” Olive interrupted, holding out her hand.

“What, what are you talking about,” Freddy bumbled, his face turning red. Olive just stared at him still holding out her hand. “I swear I didn’t take anything.”

Olive pulled out her phone and showed Freddy the screen. Her recognize the scene of his **** bullies. Alexandra‘s tight ass, her white shorts stained brownish-green. Todd’s model like face covered in his fiancée’s vile diarrhea. The constant crackling of flatulence followed by the laughs and taunts of the crowd.

After a few seconds Alexandra began to stir. She pushed off Todd’s chest and sat back. Unknowingly smothering her boyfriend beneath her shit covered ass. Alexandra licked her lips giving a disgusted grimace, clearly not enjoying the taste of her fiancé’s piss. She looked around at the now quite crowd before having her nostrils assaulted by a foul stench. The spoiled trust fund brat looked down and saw in sheer horror that she was covered in shit sitting on her **** fiancé’s ****. Alexandra screamed at the top of her lungs before releasing and earth shattering fart on Todd’s face. The crowd broke down laughing as the entitled bitch jumped to her feet crying.

“Move you assholes, I’m Alexandra fucking Whi…” but before she could finish she grabbed her stomach and bent over at the waist. With one resoundingly loud booming fart diarrhea exploded from the snob’s anus squirting down both legs and oozing all the way up her back. Alexandra took off running, still hunched over, to the sound of laughter from the crowd watching the trust fund brat leave a trail of loud farts and disgusting shit.

The video ended by panning down to the still **** Todd Chambers covered in his fiancé’s filth.

Olive looked at Freddy as the video finished.

Freddy avoided eye contact. Looking like he had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, which ironically has happened too many times to count. He reached down into his pocket and pulled out a wand shaped package covered in bubble wrap.

Olive rolled her eyes at the packaging. “Ok now that, that is out of the way, I have decided on our first target.”

Freddy clapped his hands with excitement as Olive held up a picture.

“Tori Kingston, the bitch in charge of my hazing, an evil bully, and grade A cunt,” Olive said with a smile as she pinned the picture to the bulletin board.

“So what do we have planned for this cu…cunt,” Freddy said trying unsuccessfully to sound tough by mimicking Olive’s insult.

Olive smiled, “Well, Lil Miss Bitch here has the volleyball conference championship tonight. Word has it the US national team coach is going to be there, and if all goes well she might be the first woman ever to make the nation soccer and volleyball.”

“Wow, that’s impressive,” Freddy said.

Olive gave him a sideways glance, “But we are going to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

“Right, of course,” Freddy stuttered, remembering their mission. “How we going to do that?”

“With a little help from this,” Olive said holding up a tiny vial.

“Oh that’ll teacher her,” Freddy gave an evil laugh before abruptly stopping. “What is it?”

Olive shook her head before starting, “It’s a little concoction I invited, a couple drops will cause the drinker to become increasingly sweaty and cause **** arousal.”

“Nice kinda like my Spanish Fly if it causes them to sweat too,” Freddy said pulling out his own vial.

Olive’s hand hit her forehead, amazed at the individual she hitched her wagon to, “No, this actually works. A few drops of this and Tori Kingston will beg a homeless man to fuck her.”

“This works I think,” Freddy said looking at his vial. “I paid $100 for it,” he finished before taking a little sip.

Olive refusing to get slowed down continued, “I also have this.” She pulled out a remote control, and after pushing a few button something flew by Freddy’s face before coming to a hult right in front of his pudgy nose. It looked like a mechanical fairy about the size of someone’s thumb.

“Wow,” Freddy said staring at the floating invitation.

“I call her Robotink,” said with excitement. “She’s a type of drone that I created like this so she can grab and hold onto things. She is also fitted with the most high resolution cameras in the world, lasers, sleeping darts, tasers,” Olive stopped and looked at Freddy for a second before continuing, “And many other things.”

“Wow, she’s amazing,”

“Get your stuff ready we have a game to attend” Olive picked up her bag of materials and walked by Freddy who was of course struggling to get his stuff together.