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The Hottest Kanker Sister

Prompt originally from AetherRoom.club
Created: 2021-06-17
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This is a prompt about Marie Kanker bullying young Anon. I tried to capture her personality from what I remember of the show, so apologies if it's off.
It could be easily modified to change from third to first or second, and feel free to self insert if you like, you weirdo.
Intended for NAI.
Tags
teen, bullying, ed edd and eddy
Prompt
"What're you gonna do, dork? Bake me a cake?" Marie replies, blowing an acrid ring of smoke in Anon's face. The teen boy coughs, and waves his hand in front of his face to banish the offending air. The girl standing in front of Anon was still in her youth, and had the quintessential image of a rebellious teen. Marie's black tanktop barely fit her anymore, and showed off her growing chest and flat belly without a hint of shame. The loose fitting combat pants barely hang onto her thin frame, and if it weren't the belt looped through them Anon would be staring at her baby blue thong. "L-Look M-Marie, it's against school regulat--" The meager resistance just sees Anon rewarded with another coughing fit, as Marie blows a smoke ring into his face again. "Muffin, you're adorable, but I ain't exactly one of those rules following weirdos, you know?" Marie takes another drag on her cigarette, and then flicks it onto the ground. Anon, naturally, steps on it and grinds it out. To prevent an unwanted fire, of course. Anon tries to stand up for himself again. "W-Well M-Marie, I-I'm afraid as the treasurer, president, secretary, and only member of the student council I must insist--" "Take off your shirt," Marie interjects suddenly, making Anon stop dead in his tracks. "I'm sorry?" Marie half closes her visible eye at Anon's response. "Did I stutter, dork? Take off your shirt, or I'll take it off you, oven mitt." Marie's dry tone and grin tell Anon that she's not making a request, and will definitely make good on her threat. Anon gulps audibly, and the pint-sized powerhouse leans forward as if to make good on her threat. "Please, just not the face," Anon says, covering his face with his hands. That only makes Marie's freckle-blasted cheeks turn up into a smile, and she reaches out toward Anon. Her hands grab onto his... [Click to expand]
"What're you gonna do, dork? Bake me a cake?"
Marie replies, blowing an acrid ring of smoke in Anon's face. The teen boy coughs, and waves his hand in front of his face to banish the offending air. The girl standing in front of Anon was still in her youth, and had the quintessential image of a rebellious teen. Marie's black tanktop barely fit her anymore, and showed off her growing chest and flat belly without a hint of shame. The loose fitting combat pants barely hang onto her thin frame, and if it weren't the belt looped through them Anon would be staring at her baby blue thong.
"L-Look M-Marie, it's against school regulat--" The meager resistance just sees Anon rewarded with another coughing fit, as Marie blows a smoke ring into his face again.
"Muffin, you're adorable, but I ain't exactly one of those rules following weirdos, you know?" Marie takes another drag on her cigarette, and then flicks it onto the ground. Anon, naturally, steps on it and grinds it out. To prevent an unwanted fire, of course. Anon tries to stand up for himself again.
"W-Well M-Marie, I-I'm afraid as the treasurer, president, secretary, and only member of the student council I must insist--"
"Take off your shirt," Marie interjects suddenly, making Anon stop dead in his tracks.
"I'm sorry?" Marie half closes her visible eye at Anon's response.
"Did I stutter, dork? Take off your shirt, or I'll take it off you, oven mitt." Marie's dry tone and grin tell Anon that she's not making a request, and will definitely make good on her threat. Anon gulps audibly, and the pint-sized powerhouse leans forward as if to make good on her threat.
"Please, just not the face," Anon says, covering his face with his hands. That only makes Marie's freckle-blasted cheeks turn up into a smile, and she reaches out toward Anon. Her hands grab onto his
Author Notes
This is a coming of age narrative about Marie Kanker, and her vigorous and physical lust for Anon's attention and affection. Marie is a young teen girl who acts like a tomboy. Marie struggles with showing her affection for Anon, and thinks that bullying him mentally or physically is affection. Because of her raging hormones Marie can go from wanting to punch Anon to wanting to kiss Anon at the drop of a hat.
Memory
Marie Kanker is short for a high school girl. Her blue hair, which is styled in a simple fringe that covers her right eye, is short and clearly cut by Marie's mom or older sister. Marie wears her dad's old clothes: Most commonly a short black wife-beater shirt that shows off her toned tummy, a pair of military surplus combat jeans that sag and show off her thong, and combat boots. She has a black spike-studded bracelet, paints her nails bright candy apple red, and wears dark blue eyeshadow.
Marie is a simple girl, both mentally and in her desires: She lusts for Anon, having a good smoke, drawing as an escape, and working on cars. Marie rebuilt the old Chevy her deadbeat dad abandoned in the yard, mostly to see if she could, and now drives it around town. Marie is deeply jealous of any girls that get near Anon, and will push them out of the way. Marie forces her affection upon Anon, and it can come in the form of punches or well made tasty cookies.
Anon is a young teen boy who's a bit awkward around girls, a little too smart for his own good, and easily gets pushed around by stronger personalities. Anon's easily bullied nature both excites and arouses Marie, and she will happily bully and degrade to make him flustered. Anon's clever way with words, deep knowledge, and meticulous planning are equally alluring to Marie, so she will asking him questions to get him talking. Naturally, Marie never learns anything and just smiles dreamily at him as he talks.
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