No Shame (Sin Kids)

Lupa zoned out on the couch, lost in her own thoughts about the her place in the universe and the pointless meaning of life in the grander scope of things. Until her pessimistic narcissism was drawn back to the earth by someone squeaking something in her ear. Forcing her attention to her side to see a familiar set of blond pigtails.

“Hello dear sister.” The little girl said in a delightful tone.

“Sup Devil spawn.” Lupa spat back. “What do you want?”

“I just wanted to see how my favorites’ sister was today.” She fluttered her eyes to play up the act.

“Bullshit.” Lupa turned her attention back to the empty space that she was staring at for past hour. It was a lot easier to stare at then this desperate sight.

“Awwww, don’t be such a meanie, I just wanted to ask you a widdle question.” She reached over the edge of the couch and flicked the cross earing that hung from lupa ear, irritating her enough to shoot a glare at the worm that was her sister.

“Fine Leia, what is it?” This better be good.

“Can I have 50 bucks?” Leia dropped the pretense and asked bluntly, if Lupa didn’t disdain from showing emotion, she might have laugh at that but instead just turned to her bright eyed lil sister and made sure she understood her when she said.

“No, now fuck off.” Leia pouted but still had a strangely devious sense to her as she walked around the arm of the couch so that she was standing just in view of Lupa.

“Alright, that fine, I’ll just sell this nice looking lil’ ring I found. I’m sure some goth chick with a Tumblr will probably buy for a good price.” She said as she adjusted a small platinum ring on her finger with some strange emblem on the base of it.

“Unless you got a better line to pitch, then I’ll say it again, Fu-“ Lupa throat caught itself as she spied the ring and the familiar Skeleton head that was on it.

“What is it? You know what this is?” She coo’d as she flexed her finger to let Lupa get a better look at it.
“Where did you get that.” This little girl was playing a dangerous game now. But dad was in the next room making dinner so she couldn’t afford to break the brats finger right now.

“You know, if you want keep you little shrine hidden, maybe you should consider buying a lock for your closet or not sharing it with someone who leaves it wide open all the time.” Damn it Lacy, Lupa said in her head not breaking her facade.

Leia casually walked around and sat next to lupa, still showing off the ring knowing she couldn’t do anything about and rubbing her edge all in her face. “Now lets cut to the chase, you give me 50 this week and you’ll get your ring back when I feel like you’ve earned it.” She patted Lupa on the face. “And maybe, just maybe I won’t tell anyone about your little Nightmare before Christmas fangirl shrine. How’s that sound.” She had her wrapped around her finger, yet Lupa didn’t change her expression and instead stared back in reponse. Simply stepping down from the couch and walking up stairs. Her sister smiling in her victory, waiting for her reward.

Lupa returned shortly and Leia looked for her cash only to find a small stack of paper in Lupa’s hands.
“The hell is that?” She said to lupa as she pulled out a pair of reading glasses and sat down next to her little sister again.

“Your payment.” She cleared her throat as she began to read.
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Jingle Balls
A nightmare before Christmas fan fic by Lupa Loud
In dimly let chambers, Santa Claus prodded against his chains in a vain attempt of escape. He needed to get back to the north pole before that devious Jack Skellington tried to steal his job again this year. But he shook at the familiar crackle of an old enemy, hearing his heavy footsteps as he walked in view his burlap sack skin slushed back and forth before him and leaned in close to the bearded man staring at him with those deep dark eyes. It was none other the promiscuous gambler himself. Oogie Boogie.

“W-what? I thought you were dead?” Santa said still in shock but tired from his struggling, he wondered if this was some sort of illusion.

“Aw naw baby, ain't no one getting this sweet sack anytime soon. Especially not ol’ jacky boy. He just caught me off guard.” He said as he ran his tendril hand through Santa’s beard. He was acting strangely out of character, or maybe too much in character.

“You won't hold me hear for Long Boogie, I know someone will come for me eventually.” He actually hoped that Jack would come this time to save him again.

“Wrong again mr. clause.” He said making a playful pawing motion at the old man. “Can’t make a fool out of me twice, we're going to be here for a while, just your fine candy cane ass and mine.”

“I-I’m sorry?” Santa said slightly confused by the candy cane statement.

“Don’t play coy. You really left a good impression on me the last time we met. It was adorable the way you kept struggling. Boy you got me thinking about you all year long.” He tore a small hole in the tip of his hand and a small bundle of bugs crawled out forming together make a hook, he reached and ever so slowly unhooked the buttons of his big red coat. Santa shook but felt a strange tingling as a few bugs fell on his skin, they were extra hairy and tickled him slightly as they ran up and down his bloated stomach.

Boogie let loose a few more bugs as they crawled along Santa's chest and into his beard. Some were gently biting his skin, not enough to make him bleed but enough to pinch him diligently. The gambler looked on in delight as Santa’s breath began to hasten, his cheeks flushed with a strange delight as a prey mantis crawled among the crowd of bugs now covering Santa's body and slowly ran its claw along the edge of Santa's nipple.

He tried to resist the urge, but his burly coat betrayed him as a small tent began to form. And Oogie Boogie had a front-row view of it. “Well, well, well what do we have here?” He said as a snake shivered up Santa's coat coiling around his clothes and pulling up his coat and lowered his pants. Revealing Ol’ saint nick’s Ol’ saint dick.
“W-what are you going to do?” Santa said nervously but excited.

“I’m gonna do the very best I can.” Oogie Boogie whispered sweetly as he opened a seem in his sack and a long slimy millipede inched out and wrapped around slowly around the portly man’s member, its pointed feet tickling his dick and making him twitch and pull against his chains even more. He let loose a series of gasps as he tried to hold back any emotion, knowing that Boogie was taking some sick pleasure in his desperation. But it just felt too damn good not to let lose a few moans. “Don’t get too excited my lil’ cookie muncher, were just getting too the good part.”

He then opened another seem in his sack and let loose a bundle of maggots. Pouring onto Santa's stomach as the millipedes continued to pull on Santa's dick. The maggots quickly began to crawl around Santa's body as they reach his Butthole and-
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“STOP STOP, Sweet Christ, just fucking stop!” Leia screamed as she quickly took off the ring and threw it at Lupa. “Keep the ring, Keep the money, and keep that freaky shit away from me. Oh my god I gotta take shower after that.”

"Come back later and I'll tell you one about Sally giving her dad a lap dance, here's a spoiler, she rubs her cooter on his brain."

"Please shut up forever!" Leia ran upstairs trying to escape the thought of it and her sister's ramblings. Lupa let a small smile escape her lips as she rearranged her fic back into place.

Sometimes it pays to have bad taste.