Okay so I was in the shower & my mind drifted off to a lot of shit that's happened to me in school so I decided to vent about it through my self-insert OC (Darcy) but I'm changing it to Alyce. Everything triggering that happened to her in this one-shot happened to me irl so if you don't want to read this then I don't blame you. Read a different one-shot from here, read one of my other books, or read something completely different, idc just take care of yourself <3

I'm also going to change the s/o type character from Benji to a random OC (Ivy) that idk irl; so all the fluff in this book didn't happen to me irl.

⚠TW- Talk of past s3xual 4ssult, talk of past s3xual h4rassment, talk of p3dophelia, talk of gr0p1ng, talk of people being inappropriate to a minor, cussing, crying⚠

Once again, PLEASE DON'T read this one-shot if you will be triggered, PLEASE just read something different and take care of yourself, I love you and I want you to be safe.

ALSO, If I know you irl, please don't read this <3

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It was a gorgeous summer day, Ivy was sitting in her living room, reading a book about a hero and villain who slowly fall for each other, and in the end, the hero becomes a villain as well instead of the villain becoming a hero.

She had read the book five times already in the time that she owned the book but she loved it so much that she was re-reading it yet again.

Well, she was until she got a phone call from her girlfriend Alyce.

"Hey Love, what's up?" Ivy asked, trying her best not to let her worry slip into her tone.

Alyce normally hates phone calls so it was insanely worrying to see that she had called her.

"Can I come over? Maybe stay the night?" Alyce asked, her voice quiet and shaking slightly. She sounded like she was holding back tears.

"Yeah of course you can, do you want me to come to you instead? I can be at your house in five." Ivy asked, now voicing her concern.

"No it's okay, I'm already almost at your house. I just wanted to double-check that it's okay." Alyce said, only confusing Ivy even more.

"How are you driving? You don't have your license and you haven't taken Drivers Ed?" Ivy asked as her mother walked into the room.

"I'm not driving, I'm walking. I'm on your street, I'll be there in a sec." Alyce said before hanging up.

"What was that all about?" Ivy's mom asked after seeing her daughter's concern.

"Alyce is coming over in a few minutes, maybe seconds. I don't know why but she sounds like she's been crying so I told her it was fine. She's also walking and not driving so tomorrow, if you're okay with her staying the night that is, I think you should drive her back home." Ivy stated quickly, trying to catch her mom up to speed before Alyce got to their house.

"Oh dear, yes of course she can stay the night. Take her to your room when she gets here and text me if she needs or wants anything. I'll give you two some space so I don't accidentally make her more upset." Ivy's mom said with a small nod before walking into her bedroom where she turned on the t.v. and told her wife what Ivy had just told her.

"Thanks, Mom," Ivy said right before her mom left the room.

Only a few seconds later there was a soft knock on the front door.

Ivy quickly opened the door and hugged Alyce tightly, slightly startling the kid.

"Are you okay?" Alyce asked as she hugged Ivy back just as tightly, walking them into the house carefully before kicking the door shut behind her.

"Am I okay? Are YOU okay?! You sound and look like you've been crying for hours! What happened?" Ivy asked as she pulled out of the hug to look at her girlfriend.

Her eyes were red and puffy, her lips had some dried blood on them from where she had been biting at them earlier, her short, curly brown hair was a mess, and her voice still sounded shaky and cracked frequently.

"Can we talk somewhere... more private?" Alyce asked, looking around and realizing that they were just standing in the middle of Ivy's living room where either of her moms could walk in any second.

"Yeah, sorry, let's go to my room." Ivy agreed quickly before lacing her hand with Alyce's and dragging her to her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Ivy shut the door behind them while Alyce sat down on the bed.

"So what's wrong? What happened? Do I need to fight someone for you? You know I will." Ivy asked before stating as she sat down beside her girlfriend.

"Nothing recent, I just let my thoughts wander for a few minutes and they went to my past in school and I wanted to vent to someone that wouldn't mind me crying in front of them. Well, more like I wouldn't mind crying in front of the person rather." Alyce said as she leaned her head on Ivy's shoulder.

"Okay, vent away then Love, I'm right here if things get to be too much," Ivy reassured as she rubbed her thumb against Alyce's knuckles.

Alyce nodded, a silent 'thank you' before she began ranting.

"So in Freshman year of Highschool, I was groped by this one senor girl but she was doing it to everyone and said 'Oh I expect you to hit me, I like it though so it's okay!" to all of us if any of us said that we were going to hit her out of reflex. She would 'honk' the girls, including me with our tits. Then she would slap everyone's ass and laugh about it after. She claimed that because she was flat that she was just doing this to us so she can experience having tits and an ass through us. Hell, one time she smacked my ass and then asked me if she could do something else to me. I agreed because I thought I had to in a way. I mean she was doing this to everyone so it wasn't that bad if she did it to me too right? Well she grabbed my tits and I shoved her out of reflex but then I APPOLIGISED because I thought it was rude of me to shover her away after telling her she could." Alyce paused to take a breath before continuing.

"I don't know why the Hell I apologized, I know now that she was the one in the wrong but at the time I was fourteen and she was eighteen so I guess that had something to do with it. But she wasn't the only senior that did something to me. I was stupid and wanted to show off how strong my thighs are. So I jumped on a person's back I had befriended, he was just a year older than me though. Anyway, I squeezed him with my thighs and he collapsed on the ground and I jumped off his back with a laugh. Then this senior guy who had told everyone they can call him 'dad, daddy, uncle, brother, whatever makes them most comfortable' and would pull people into his lap so they could cuddle at random times; he asked me to do it to him too. I agreed and jumped on his back before squeezing him with my thighs. He groaned out loud and then basically moaned out 'Man I wish I could feel this on my face' so I awkwardly laughed and got off of his back. He was eighteen, almost nineteen when and I was fourteen." Alyce took a shakey breath before continuing once again.

"Then in the dressing rooms, because this was all happening with theater, whenever I had to change for rehearsal the entire dressing room would wolf whistle, cat call me, or say something about my body like 'You should start an Only Fans with that body! I'd totally subscribe to you!' or 'Damnnnnn you have great tits!' or even 'Amazing tits, great ass, you should become a stripper when you get older!' and I was fine if it was one of my friends saying that at first but then the entire dressing room would stare at me and that made me uncomfortable as Hell. Once again, I was a fucking Freshman. Though it carried over to Softmore year too. I had to be Cedric in the performance Puffs and there was a bathroom scene. The actor is supposed to be a guy and he's supposed to be shirtless. But because I'm not a biological guy and have tits, I wore a tank top. Both nights I went out in short shorts and a white tank top because that's what I was supposed to wear and both nights the crowd had some sort of reaction. One night it was a wolf whistle, another night just a bunch of cheering, it was really strange because I was fifteen at the time and the majority of the audience was adults. Oh, and when I changed for a chorus performance one of the girls in there said 'Damnn, white girl's hiding some ASS!" because I normally wear sweatpants. Another girl said 'Nice tits too, damn girl you have the whole package! You're skinny, have nice tits, and a big ass!' which I guess was okay because I don't think they meant it in a weird way. By then I was sixteen and they were only seventeen so I don't know. I just wish people wouldn't comment on my body so much and would just like me for me!" Alyce paused again and this time Ivy wrapped her arms around Alyce's waist and pulled her close to her chest so they could cuddle while she ranted.

"Hell, even my grandma commented on my body. She wasn't saying it in a weird way, it was more like she was jealous of me. I changed from one top to another and before I took my original top off she asked me if I was wearing anything under it. I told her yeah and she replied with 'I was just asking because if I had a body like that I wouldn't wear anything under it myself' so that was fun. Then don't even get me started on my exes. All of my high school exes but one have been obsessed with my thighs and tits. This one guy, let's call him N. He would always make super sexual jokes to me even after I told him it made me uncomfortable because we were both Freshmen and I didn't want to think about that. I joked and said I was going to kill him if he didn't stop and his response was 'If you crush me with your thighs then I'll die happy'. In every single conversation I had with him, he would manage to bring my thighs into the conversation, he even tried to grab them and sound send me videos on Instagram about guys grabbing their girlfriend's thighs and then messaging 'you and me?' under it. I told him no a ton of times and he didn't even do anything physically but it still annoyed the Hell out of me. Then he would tell me I could ride him a few different times and I got super uncomfortable with that too so in the end I dumped him and I forget he exists most of the time." She paused again, allowing herself a few breaths before continuing once again.

"Another ex that was obsessed with my thighs was also a guy with the name starting with a K so I'm going to call him K too. He would always tell me how much he loved them and how he wanted me to crush him with them too. As you know my love language is physical touch so he and I would cuddle a lot. He liked having his hands on my thighs but sometimes would try to let his hand wander further down and I would stop him before he could try anything. He would laugh it off and not try again for the rest of the day but would try again the very next day if he could. It was either that or if we were cuddling, he loved to lay his head in my tits, claiming that they were my second best pillow, my first being my thighs. I would shove him away after a while and would almost always try to make sure I was the one on his chest instead of the other way around. One time he and I were cuddling and he tried to pin me to the ground in a seductive way? I think? I don't know because as soon as he was above me I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to lay back down because I didn't want to deal with his bullshit. We were either fourteen or fifteen at the time, he needed to calm down. I eventually broke up with him because he cheated on me with my now ex-bff so that was lovely. It's okay though because it got me out of a really toxic relationship." Alyce cuddled closer to Ivy, loving the comforting warmth her body was giving her. It was really nice to be able to cuddle someone that she knew wasn't using her and was there purely for comfort and love.

"Then I got with V and she made a fuck ton of sex jokes to me but that wasn't out of the ordinary for her so I didn't mind much. But then she tried to kiss me multiple times after I told her I wasn't ready for that. I was sixteen at the time and she was seventeen, has had sex multiple times already, and was very into PDA. I learned that dating her wasn't for me so we broke up and now were good friends. Then her friend S also makes a bunch of sexual jokes to me all the time as well when she's eighteen and I'm sixteen. So does V's boyfriend (they are an open poly group) so I have all three of them making sexual jokes to me all the time which I don't really mind but at the same time it's a little strange considering they are all almost adults and I'm still only sixteen. OH and at prom A, the boyfriend, pulled me to his chest and said 'Enjoy my man tits' before shoving me away. Then S pulled me into her massive tits and said 'Enjoy mine too!' before shoving me away too, A did it again to me and then V came up, grabbed my face gently, and kissed the top of my head. To be fair I had been flirting with them all three all night long and gave both girls lap dances so I can't be too upset at them for that. We flirted a bit more after that and they now all call me their 'short mommy dom' because I can do the 'ara ara' voice well and flirt well." Alyce sighed again, her eyes tearing up now.

"I just wish people would like me for me and not for my body, I wish I could change in a changing room and not have someone comment on my body, I wish people weren't so obsessed with my body, I wish people would just look at me when I don't have on short shorts and a tighter top that shows off my curves. I just wish would stop oversexualizing me. I have had family, family's friends, my own friends, and complete strangers all oversexualize me from middle school to high school and I'm fucking tired of it. At this point, I've just made it a part of my personality to act like a whore every now and again because if so many people are going to call me that I might as well act like one! My own mom calls me a whore, slut, and hoe all the time, she oversexualizes my looks because I have curves. I know she's probably doing it to protect me but damn it gets annoying hearing those fucking names being thrown at me all the time. At this point, I'm just going to embrace it. I've been treated this way for so long that I'm used to it by now. I'm going to work at Hooters when I'm eighteen or nineteen, start an Only Fans where I'll take photos of myself and post them, I'll do voice clips for people, and I'll read my smut books on Patron for people to buy. If people are going to do things to me, I better get some money out of it." Alyce stated, finally finishing her rant.

"Well I love you for you, your body is a perk I guess but I love you for you baby. I love you so much you can't even imagine it. I love your hair, your eyes, your face, I love you. I love all of you, do you want to know what my favorite thing about you is though?" Ivy asked as she looked Alyce in her forest brown eyes.

"What?" Alyce asked as tears fell down her face, she felt so lucky to have Ivy.

"Your smile. I love your smile the absolute most because whenever you smile a real smile, I know you're happy and when you're happy, I'm happy!" Ivy stated with a large smile.

Alyce gave a small watery smile back before turning around so they were now laying down, chest to chest.

"I love you, so much." She mumbled against the crook of Ivy's neck as she cuddled as close as she possibly could to her.

"I love you more," Ivy replied as she wrapped her arms around Alyce tightly.

"I love you most," Alyce stated before she began to drift off, ranting for so long and crying both tiring her out.

"Impossible, rest now Love, I've got you," Ivy reassured when she noticed Alyce beginning to drift off.

Alyce nodded before falling asleep.

Ivy messaged her mom a summary of what happened before putting her phone down and taking a nap herself.

Her mom would wake them in time for dinner.

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