All in the Life of a Loud

Author's Notes:

Where do I start? I don't even have words to describe my feelings toward the Ronnie Anne x Lincoln story. I was literally just reading a story about them being cute together when that song came on and I just realized... good gosh, Ronnie Anne would be the dom to Lincoln's sub. And then I took it a step further. A big step further.

The second story is basically a play on words. A disturbing twist anyway. And the third story is basically the inverse of virtually all mainstream loudcest stories.

Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2017); Hurts So Good by John Cougar (1982)

Innocence

Imagine to yourself… the family living room, the furniture is pushed against the walls. Lit candles are scattered about the room, casting an eerie glow with flickering shadows. The classic rock song, Hurts So Good, is playing softly in the background.

In the center of the room is a silk rug.

And on this rug, there's Lincoln. In a cottony, lamb costume and chained to the floor. He is struggling against his bindings to no avail, trying to scream through the gag that's been forced into his mouth.

Come on, baby, make it hurt so good.

Beside this rug is a table.

And on this table are numerous… domination toys.

Sometimes love don't feel like it should...

That's when I walk in, my hands in the pockets of my purple hoodie. My black ponytail trails behind me as I circle my prey… my squirming, delicious prey.

Don't have to be so excitin'...

There's a hunger in my eyes, like a starving wolf that has finally cornered her meal. And my lamb freezes, pinned to the ground by the raging desire pouring out of me, as I strip off my shorts and underwear.

You always look so invitin'...

I pounce on him suddenly, ripping the fur from his groin, and impale myself on him in one swift move… my beloved gives out a silent scream as my teeth find their home in the crook of his neck.

Sink your teeth right through my bones, baby...

That is the dream I've been having for weeks now. And no amount of angry punches or gnashing teeth or abrupt yelling will take away my feelings.

I'm Ronnie Anne Santiago. I'm hopelessly in love with my boyfriend, Lincoln.

But what he doesn't know is that I harbor a dark hunger for him.

You see, I do love my boyfriend with all my heart... but it was his innocence that I feel in lust with.

My soul begs me to tie him down and defile his purity, to rip the innocence out of his body.

I want to rape him, and take him, and force him… until he has unwillingly impregnated me with his child.

I will make him fall hopeless in lust with me, too, and he'll have no choice in the matter.

And, then, together we'll destroy our sacred innocence.

How's that for a fetish, guys?

Dirty Coconuts

"Hey, Luan, how did Mr. Coconuts get his name?"

"Well, for his coconuts, of course!"

"Your puppet has coconuts?"

"Sure he does! Right here."

"..."

"..."

"Good Lord, how does he hide those monstrosities in his pants?"

"Oh, I give him a little help."

"How so?"

"A well placed squeeze here, a tug there, a twist in between... you get the idea."

"I've gotta know, Luan, what's the best thing about his coconuts?"

"That's easy! The fact that I can share them with my siblings."

"..."

"We can grind them, milk them, suck on them, drink them up until we're full... even Lily, she loves guzzling down that coconut milk until there's almost nothing left."

"..."

"And Lincoln... wow! He just goes at them so hard, like there's this intensely-raw sexual drive pushing him forward and he can't stop himself from latching onto those things like a newborn baby on its bottle... sometimes I feel bad for Ronnie Anne, the way she looks so jealous whenever he gets ahold of one."

"...wow."

"Mmhmm. But don't worry. I always fill up his stock when we go to the grocery store."

Testing Hypotheses

"LISA!" the young boy screamed at the top of his lungs, "What in the world did you do to my boy parts!?"

Lisa sighed, annoyed at her only brother's stupidity.

"I told you already Lincoln- er, Linka... I surgically upgraded you to the female species for my experiment."

He, uh, she broke down in tears, her hands holding onto the tiny mounds supported by the training bra she had to borrow from Lynn that morning... all thanks to Lisa.

"Speaking of experiment... all of your male siblings are ready to begin."

Linka turned to Lisa's doorway to see her eight siste- brothers standing there.

They were ogling her, sizing her up like a piece of meat. Linka could even see noticeable bulges forming in the pants of all of them.

"What are you going to do to me, guys?" She latched onto Lisa. "What are they going to do to me!?"

Lisa huffed in frustration. "I've already told you that I wanted to test my hypothesis on incestual mating."

The color in Linka's face drained to a ghostly-white.

Luna stepped forward. "Don't worry, sis. We'll be gentle with you."

Leni smiled encouragingly. "Yeah, it'll be fun for all of us! And we'll go at your pace."

Lynn's eyebrows pointed down deviously. "But I'm betting I'm the one who gets a hole-in-one. Ha-ha-ha!"

At Linka's disturbed gaze, Lisa chuckled nervously.

"I guess I forgot that tiny, little detail... the test ends once one of them impregnates you."

"WHAT!?"

Linka rounded on each of her brothers and Lisa.

"And why couldn't I just knock all of you up!?"

Lori smirked at his gaping face. "We all voted at the sibling meeting, and you were chosen to take one for the team... literally."

Lisa smiled up at her brother-turned-sister. "Besides... Lincoln having a harem with most of his sisters, and causing them to have babies? Way too mainstream!"

As her brothers began stripping down to just their bare essentials, Linka could only agree.

I mean, have you seen the kind of sick stuff people write about my family? I just, can't even...