Posted Mon Sep 14, 2015 | 205 Words | Tagged story chav

The three of them were out fairly late in the evening, ready to go to one of their houses and continue playing video games against each other or something like that. They had already drank enough to make them reasonably drunk, and they had ran out and decided to get some more.

One of them found a strange bottle in the middle of the path and it was unopened and looked a bit strange. He picked it up and it was a very fancy bottle at that looked interesting. He opened it and took a swig and seemed to like it, then shared it with the others as they continued walking.

They didn’t take the right turn. They didn’t feel like it, they were going to go off into town tonight. Their jeans had turned into tracksuit bottoms, their shoes into trainers, and coats into hoodies. They felt a bit of pain in their faces but laughed it off and felt almost an explosion in their dicks as the last of their gamer cum was pushed out and new chavy cum was being produced.

They ended up waking in their (new) council flats with a large hangover but were the happiest they had ever been.