Audrey's Discipline

Story by ToraFox

Hello again! I'm back with another story of wiener women. The story below can also be seen as the first chapter of a series if enough people like it. So if you think I got something good consider leaving some feedback. Happy fapping.

"What now, you pathetic bitches?" Audrey taunts through the gaming headset.

With the press of a button she's back to the lobby of her favorite first-person shooter, readying herself for the inevitable comments about "how it doesn't count" and "how the other team was just taking it easy on a girl." Much to her delight, it plays out exactly as she thought it would, excuses and all; pride tattered over something so trivial as a video game. This sends a superior tingle through her being, and a feral grin across her face. Much of the overly verbal lobby leaves with their metaphorical tails between their legs, save one brave, and possibly drunk, warrior.

"I bet you play this game all day and that's all you have going for ya, bitch! I ain't even mad, but you sure seem to be!"

Audrey squeals with laughter, almost feeling sorry for the guy she t-bagged relentlessly before defusing the enemy's planted bomb.

Despite the headset focusing and muffling the glorified fit, the living room is soon echoing the sounds of distorted static and some seriously wounded man-ego. Audrey has no choice but to remove the headset and let the tire fire burn and smoulder. Vile, idiotic things are yelled at her, but she's unsurprisingly heard worse. She simply leans back and chuckles just loud enough to fan the rage. However, one such comment sets her up for quite the comeback, and she doesn't let it slide.

"Yeah, I bet when you teabagged me, you just wanted my dick, you fu—"

Audrey raises her voice, cutting of the man with one expertly chosen comeback.

"Who the fuck would want your tiny dick? I have a futa throbber ten times the size of whatever your packing, and your mom knows it," she eggs on, trying to maintain her persona. She knows insulting people's mothers is a sure fired way to hear some comedy gold.

The man actually pauses long enough for the sound of dropped cutlery to redirect her attention. Audrey jumps slightly and turns looks over her shoulder into the kitchen where her mother is standing over a cutting board with a less than approving stare. She doesn't look pissed, just exasperated. She's use to this kind of behavior from her teenage daughter, but that comment just rubbed her the wrong way. Audrey gives her a shit-eating grin and turns around to don her headset for the start of the next round; the man surprisingly resigns himself to a more quiet boil and both concentrate on the match at hand.

Audrey starts the game off with an expertly thrown grenade, killing two people and receiving some colorfully worded bits of "praise" in return. She giggles almost madly, her heart thumping with raising adrenaline. Luckily, she didn't hear the familiar wails of defeat from before, so she missed the object of her affections.

"Good," she whispers evilly. She licks her lips and feels a tingle travel down her spine, settling in her crotch, excited with the possibility of having a one-on-one showdown with the frustrated man in front of both teams. Two more minutes pass by with Audrey leading her team to victory… until a sudden explosion demolishes her comrades, leaving only herself and a pleased scoff ringing in her ears.

"Oh, hell yeah, little wang girl! Just you and me now! Prepare to inhale my dong!"

Audrey barely heeds the insult, she's too occupied with her heart soaring in excitement over the image of a man on his couch losing his mind a second time. She bites her lips and unconsciously thrusts her hips forward, a small snap can be heard to all but the most distracted, but Audrey writes it off as her mom doing something in the kitchen.

One minute left and it's coming down to the wire. Both players weave around each other in a dance of bullets and shrapnel. Audrey starts panting like a dog at the intense fire fight, cheered on by the voices of her benched teammates, if only for the novelty of a girl — well, futa — pissing off the other team. If Audrey could hear her teammates, it's not liked she'd mind: she shares the exact same sentiment of pissing people off with her presence alone. That's why she started playing shooters in the first place. Just add a girl

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