Interactive-story: Lisa’s downfall [The_Simpsons][Fan-Fic][Slutification][Extreme][possible Non-Con][possible Rape][possible Prostitution]

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***Disclaimer:*** *A few months ago somebody asked me to roll-play a very fetish specific “The Simpsons” scenario. Specifically, one that contained an adult Lisa Simpson being transformed into a slut. Future conversation revealed that being forced (or almost forced) into basically being a whore better describes it. So be warned, this story might contain a lot of none-consensual elements. I know, this is a bit extreme but I really like writing (even tough I am not good at it) and produced the text you are about to read. The original idea was that two people drive the story by essentially taking turns. Or at least suggesting what will happen next. That person stopped showing up and therefore stopped giving me input. I don’t know if this was due to the story, the pandemic situation or something I did. Maybe it was just too much work. Regardless I guess I have to do something with this story. I don’t want to throw it away and maybe (just maybe) somebody likes it.*

***If you like this story please feel free to advance the writing by contributing your own paragraph. Or making a suggestion. Or writing something somebody suggested. Or just fixing my horrible writing.***

***Important note:*** *I do not do minors or incest. So all characters in this story are aged up. This should be obvious from their behavior but I wanted to point it out to stop hastily reactions from bots and/or people who only skim the story. Think of it like one of the many Simpsons future episodes where Lisa and Bart are college aged.*

The last weeks have been wild for Lisa. Not only was she accepted to Harvard, now a online university, she also managed to land herself a real boyfriend. Sure, she had some romantic moments in the past 18 years, but most of them where of the Milhouse type. But now, that she finished her year backpacking trough China, she was not only able to reconnect to heir roots in Springfield but also to explore her wild side a bit.Normally Lisa was always the textbook example of moral behavior. An intellectual far above such carnal needs.But months of chastity, thanks to Chinese moral laws, had taken their toll, so after a wild night she somehow managed to wake up next to Nelson. Granted, she had very little recollection of that evening. But that tall, burly boy intrigued her. Even tough she knew that he wasn’t the ideal boyfriend. In fact, he was the exact opposite. Wild, unrefined, brutal and very strong willed. His muscles and scars screamed that he still was a bad guy. And a bully.At least that is what Lisa assumed. Because her question how he could keep himself stocked in leather jackets, hard liquor and smokes was never answered. Instead he simply bend her over his knee and gave her an hard spanking. Lisa knew that this was the point where she should simply walk away. She knew she should return to heir studies. She knew she should call the police or something. Yet she didn’t. She simply relaxed and let it happen. She accepted it. A small part of her even enjoyed it.

After that first night together she quickly learned that if he wanted something or someone, then there was very little that could stop him or his gang of rowdy friends. And that he wouldn’t accept questions or backtalk.

Currently Lisa was standing in front of an cracked mirror in Nelsons run down apartment. Next to here laid her usual outfit, that red dress and pearl combo that haunted her since her primary school days. It was no wonder that she was initially exited when Nelson offered to get her knew cloths.

Now that she looked in the mirror she wasn’t so sure if that was a good idea. The fish-nets paired well with the knee high black booths and matched perfectly the long sleeve fish-net gloves. The spiked bracelet where a bit much, in her opinion. Especially since they featured a big metal ring at the back of her hand. But they matched the spiked choker. It was a bit tight but she was sure that Nelson would be able to make another hole or two into the leather.No, those weren’t the big problem. The big problem was her skirt and top. She knew that fashion had to be a bit risqué but this black tube-top showed more under-boob than most bikinis. It barely covered anything. Yet somehow the small, black mini-skirt was worse. It simply showed everything. She even had to get rid of her white panties or they would have been visible.

She sighed, of course Nelson had also forgotten to bring here a thong or something. She considered to get rid of the outfit altogether. But Nelson had already paid for it and the least she could be so nice and try it on for him. After all, she wouldn’t leave the house tonight.

With a sight she put on some mascara and make-up. And then some more. She knew what Nelson liked, even tough she wasn’t really comfortable with it. But she wouldn’t leave the house, so why not?

With shock she realized that Nelson stood right behind her. She was so occupied with the make-up that she didn’t even saw him coming. Only when she felt something cold at her butt she snapped out of her task. Beyond her stood Nelson, in one hand her old cloths. The other on her butt. Pinching something against her back-door.

“What are you doing?” asked Lisa confused.
“Just relax, you will thank me later for it.”, said Nelson as he slowly inserted something into her ass.
“Is this … a butt-plug?”, asked Lisa, obviously irritated. She wasn’t used to anal sex. Or sex-toys.
“Yeah. You need to help me later with a little thing. A few friends of mine will come over. You know how close we are. So, you wouldn’t mind to help me out?”, coaxed Nelson. “You would help me greatly with next moths rent”.
“What are you implying?”, shouted a dazzled Lisa. She knew that Nelson did some shady stuff, but this situation was completely new to here.
“Ah, you know. Just relax and be yourself. There are some helping pills in the kitchen if you get nervous. You will figure the rest out. You are a smart girl, after all”, said Nelson, slapped her on the ass and leaved her baffled alone.

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*This is a turning point in the story. Lisa is missing her normal cloths, wallet and smartphone. She is dressed in a rather slutty way and has a butt-plug up her ass. She has no car or access to any car. You have to decided what to do from here. You write the next part of the story.*

*For example: She might call for help, humiliate herself by walking home, maybe catch a ride (risky), just stay and let it happened …*

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