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Yandere Female Betty, Frisk, and Chara

     I'm back. Sorry for not updating this story. I know it's my most popular one. However, I realise that I'm more of a fan of writing full on stories than short ones. Never mind, I'll continue this book anyway, don't worry. Either way, enjoy.

     As a pacifist, I find it hard to live a normal life within the confines of my city, rampant crime being the biggest issue, as well as large numbers of gangs, and the abnormally large amount of juvenile delinquents becoming bullies in schools. At home, I'm regularly beaten by my parents. At school, I'm regularly beaten by my peers. In between the two, I'm beaten by the world. While I sleep, I'm beaten by my own mind. It's quite tiring, but I've made it into a schedule, and that helps me cope. The cutting helps as well.

Currently, I was in the school toilet, using my oversized kitchen knife to cut open my legs with shallow cuts. I did it on my legs since I had no more room on my arms, and I used an oversized kitchen knife because that was the only thing my parents never used. They never went into the kitchen, and since it wasn't a piece of cutlery, it wouldn't be missed. I understood perfectly well that cutting myself was wrong and unhealthy, but the added pain prepared me for the rest of the day. If I hurt myself enough, I would eventually become numb to the pain, right?

     Once done, I wrapped my cuts in several layers of bandages, then pulled down my sleeves. When I say several, I mean a couple dozen. Otherwise, blood would leak out, and if I did that, then I would be found out, and that would be bad. I cleaned the knife and left the lavatory. I headed to class, knowing full well that this lesson would be no different from any other. The students would scream, shout, and gossip, while the teacher would try to keep them under control, then give up and do their marking. It was a bit pathetic, really.

     However, when I got there, the classroom was empty. That was quite a surprise. Usually, there are a few students in there, already making a ruckus. I sat down in the front row and took out my books. I waited for the lesson to start. I watched as the teacher walked in, then the students followed. They were all silent. I began to get uneasy. This was not normal. They usually chatted the entire time, and yet they were completely quiet.

     The last students to enter were three girls who definitely caught the eye, since they were colourful, unlike the res of the world. One girl wore a green and yellow jumper with brown shorts, tights, and brown boots. She had straight brown hair and red eyes, and her cheeks were pink. The second wore a pink and purple jumper, a pink skirt, and brown boots. She had straight, brown hair that was dyed pink at the ends. She also had pink eyes. The third girl wore a blue and pink jumper, brown shorts, and brown boots. She had straight, brown hair, and her eyes seemed partially closed. She all walked in and sat in the other three seats on the front row.

The teacher began to teach the class, and it seemed as if they were actually absorbing some of the lesson. I doubted they actually learnt anything, but at least they listened. However, I had a sneaking suspicion that those three new girls were the cause of it. I had no idea what they did, but they certainly did it. Once class ended, they came over to my desk.

'Hey. We didn't see you at lunch, so we can't have gotten a chance to introduce ourselves.' Said the blue sweater girl. 'I'm Frisk. Pleased to meet you.' She held out a hand, so I shook it out of politeness and fear of being beaten.

'I'm Betty. I'm glad we caught you just now. I really like meeting new people.' She seemed especially happy to be around me. It was almost as if she could smell, or even taste my fear.

'N-n-nice to m-meet you...' they all squealed.

'Aww! You're so cute! The name's Chara.' She wrapped her arms around me from behind. 'Nice to finally meet'cha, cutie~.' She was scary. Not as scary as the pink one, but not far.

     All I could do in response to Chara was blush like a fool. I covered my face with my hands. I suspected that they were just teasing me, and were simply going to ditch me at the first opportunity.

'P-please... d-d-don't use me...' I said.

'What do you mean, use you?! Why would we do that?!' Exclaimed Chara.

'N-never mind...' I squeezed past them, grabbed my belongings, and rushed to my next class. Unfortunately, my escape proved useless, seeing as they had this class with me as well. They surrounded me once more.

'What do you mean, "use you"?' Said Betty, slamming her hands down on my desk. I jumped, and she seemed to be pleased when I broke out in a cold sweat.

'I-it's r-r-really d-doesn't matter.' I said.

     Then, Frisk whispered something to the other two. They then left me alone. For the rest of the day, everything was silent. On the way home, however, I noticed that the streets were unnaturally empty. Then I began to panic. Once I got home, I opened the door and found both my parents' rotting, fettered corpses lying there, slowly decaying. I fell backwards and vomited. I didn't know what to do. I ran away, but then reality distorted and I found myself in a chair in a dark room.

'Hello, (Y/N)~.' Said a voice that sounded awfully like that of Betty. 'Finally awake, I see.'

     Then, the door a few metres away from me opened to reveal three shadowy figures. They all entered. Suddenly, the lights turned on to reveal the three girls I had met beforehand.

'Do you remember anything?' Asked Frisk.

'N-n-no?' I replied hesitantly. I then heard Chara mutter to Betty.

'At long last. He finally doesn't remember "it".' She had whispered.

'Wh-what?' I asked.

'Oh sh*t!' Cried Betty. 'You had to say that! Damn it!' Betty then rushed to me. She grabbed my face and stared into my eyes. 'Well, why hide it. (Y/N), you are ours. Understand? We own you. We bought you from your family, and you're ours. Understand?'

'B-b-but...'

'There are no "but"s, (Y/N). We do own you.' Frisk said. She then put a collar on me. 'Come on.' She pulled me out of the dark room and into a lighter room. It had a bed in the middle. Everything was romantic, from the candles, to the carpet. Everything seemed designed to make one aroused. It was a bit disconcerting.

     Without warning, my leash was tied to the bed post, and I was forcibly put on the bed. The girls then climbed onto the bed next to me. They each took it in turns to have sexual intercourse with me. One would ride me "cowgirl style". Another would snog me, dominating my mouth completely. Finally, the last one would ram a strap-on up my arse. They swapped over a dozen times, changing every orgasm.

Once they had finished, they lay down around and on top of me.

'We love you. We've just had enough of wiping your memory, so you're just going to have to live with it, okay?' Said Frisk.

'And if you're not okay with it, too bad! Haha!' Laughed Chara.

They then all went to sleep. I simply lay there, broken... mostly because of the strap-on...

     Hope you liked it.

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