Vanilla (iDubbbz x Reader)

[Six]

I had no sleep at all. This is a gross chapter filled with puke, and I'm being serious. Enjoy.

Your P.O.V.

George and Max wanted to buy lots of beer and make a drunk video. As you weren't a heavy drinker, you obviously objected. You three argued in the kitchen. "Oh come on (y/n), it'll be fun!" Max pushed on. "Max, seriously, I don't drink," you responded. "Wait, (y/n), do you still get a little twitchy when you drink monsters?" George asked. Shit he remembered. "Yeah kind of, but that's if I drink the big cans," you replied. Max had a devilish smile, as did George. Oh no they don't. "You are not making me drink Monsters," You objected. Too late.

It looks like while you were arguing with George and Max, Ian had found himself some rope and thought of another plan. Before you could do anything, Ian started wrapping rope around your torso, pinning your arms to your sides. "What the fuck are you doing asshole!" You yelled, as Max pulled handcuffs from behind his back and cuffed your hands together. You kicked as Ian tied the knot, and then pulled another length of rope out to bind your legs together. He was stronger than he looked. "Damn Ian, you a Boy Scout or a fan of bondage?" Max pat Ian's back. "Untie me you fuck wads," you screamed, withering around.

"I think someone needs to be quiet," George pulled out duct tape from one of the drawers, and taped over your mouth. "Ian did you record that?" Max asked. "Yeah I hope so," he answered, pulling out a hidden camera and going through the footage. The boys huddled around the camera and laughed, while you sat on the floor in utter defeat. George then took the camera and started recording. "Alright bois, right here we have a while (y/n), which we have caught. Now, off the the grocery store!" Max said, squatting next to you. Ian and Max then picked you up and started taking you to Max's car.

You sat in the back next to George, Max driving and Ian in the passenger seat. George had the camera pointed on you the whole time while laughing to himself. You couldn't help give the camera a death stare, which he zoomed up on. "Now bois," max addressed the whole car, George now panning the camera over to him, "we are going to buy a lot of shit." Ian couldn't help but laugh. You knew this cancer was going to be edited and put on your camera. Ian quickly turned to you and snapped a photo. "This is going on twitter," he chuckled.

Bowl of Cum @iDubbbzTV
Is @(Y/Yt/N) the next Marina Joyce?

It accompanied a photo of you giving the camera a death glare, being all tied up at the back of a car. You would of laughed if you didn't have the duct tape covering your mouth. You wished you could see the replies it was getting at the moment.

Max pulled up into a parking spot, and all the boys got out, Ian and Max going back to carrying you and plopped you down in a large shopping cart. You couldn't help look at the strange stares you were getting. "Hold up I got something," Ian said, scribbling on a sticky note and stuck it to your fore head. You couldn't imagine what bull shit he wrote on there.

Ian pushed you around in the cart while Max grabbed beers and monsters, and a lots of cartons of eggs, lettuce, tomatoes, milk, all that weird shit. George was still filming. They took it all to the check out and payed, the lady behind the counter giving you a weird look. You just stared at your feet, trying to not bring more attention than you were already getting. You got pushed out of the supermarket, and they boys loaded up the back of the car, and they lifted you into your seat.

Max drove you all into the middle of no where, and by the sounds of it, Ian had arranged Basic to come as well. Oh god no. You were in a nice grassy area and Max stopped the car. "Alright everyone out," he yelled. Ian and George lifted you out of the car, and Max pulled out a few foldable camp seats out from the back of his car and a foldable table too. You wanted to flip. Seriously what is going on. Max set up one chair and Ian and George sat you down on it. They untied the rope and then used it to bind you to the chair. Once they were finished George ripped off the duct tape on your lips.

"Ah fuck, I'm seriously going to kill you all!" You shouted. Ian laughed and George was making sure he captured the whole thing while max set up the table and other chairs. Once that was set up, George put down the camera on the table so it was facing you, and he pulled out his lab coat and filthy frank glasses. "This is the (y/yt/n) you all know and love, well, not anymore," George, or should you say, Frank said. You growled at him. "Ooh, Feisty little thang," Ian commented.

Basic then rolled up in his car, and Chad came out as well. Fucking Chad. "Now, viewers of (y/yt/n), you will see how cancerous she really is," Frank said. You screeched when Chad started walking up to you, Basic then picking up the camera to film it all. "Why the fuck would you do this!" You yelled, Chad slowly taking his shirt off, giving you a seductive look. He gave you an agonisingly gross lap dance and you couldn't help gag.

"Can I at least have a fucking drink?" You demanded. "Alright, give the lady a monster," Max yelled. Ian grabbed one and shook it up, opening it with his teeth, which spurted all over him. You laughed at how stupid that was. He poured the liquid into your mouth, which you tried not to get any where else. This was like heaven to you after not having anything to drink for a while. "Now, Basic!" Frank said, pulling out the things we got from the supermarket an laying it down on the table. Basic gave a weird inhuman noise of delight. He picked up an egg, and then started pelting you with them. "Holy fuck!" You screeched. You then had a lettuce lobbed at your head which you dodged gracefully, only to get a tomato in your face.

"Fuck I hate you guys! I can't wait to go back to America!" You yelled. "Look, (y/n), you're not leaving here until you drink all these Monsters and milk," Max explained. "I'll fucking puke!" You yelled again. "That's a point my dear," Ian chimed in. You growled. "Fucking hit me then," you ordered. Basic threw another egg at you. "I didn't mean that hit you faggot!" You scolded. George released your hands from the cuffs, but you were still tied down into place.

Max handed you a monster which you chugged down as fast as you could, and you could already feel your legs twitching. Then a carton of milk. You chugged that too, everyone cheering you on each gulp you took. You sat there for a moment, letting it sit in your system to see if you felt like shit yet. "Keep going!" Chad ordered, placing a monster in each hand. You opened both and poured them in your mouth at the same time, spilling some on your clothes but you didn't care. It was going to be a shit video anyways. When those two were done, you burped loudly, to which Ian commented "hey, that's pretty good!"

You cracked open the last carton of milk and slowly drank that, your arms shaking because of the monsters. You got half way through before you turned your head to the side a projectile vomited onto the grass. "Oh fuck that's gross," Chad said and started to walk away. You topped of the last of the milk, and Ian untied you. Once the rope was off you, you sprinted to the nearest bush and puked out the contents of your stomach. Hopefully you didn't have to do this again.