South Park Cartman Novels & Stories

"Nope, aside from she doesn't like our alpha, and I don't want to discuss that further, maybe you and Hunter could talk about it sometime," Before I could utter my response, Carter, together with Levi and other pack members, came out of the woods with some small meat in their hands, then after a while, Hunter came out from the other side. Carter began laughing when he saw him while he frowned in response,"What's funny?" Hunter asked with a serious look on his face as he began putting on the ground the big deer meat he caught. Carter quickly shook his head while he tried to hold his laughter in. Levi and the other pack members tried to hold their laughter,"Can someone tell me what's so funny

Carter could see he was losing him, that Dallas was just too smart, too observant to fall for this half-hearted seduction. He needed to do something bigger. Something shocking enough to override Dallas's suspicions entirely. Before he could second-guess himself, and before his brain could catch up with his body and scream at him to stop, Carter sank to his knees. The carpet was soft underneath him as he pressed his face against the front of Dallas's pants, feeling the hard length of him through the expensive fabric. He looked up through his lashes, trying to recreate the pleading, worshipful expression he'd seen once in the first and only gay p**n video he'd watched as a curious, confused co

Finally, Harvey York turned to Carter Coen. “To be a man, we stick to our words. If you want to destroy my mall, just do it. If you refuse to act on your words, you’re nothing but a sissy!” Carter’s face turned pale, and the corner of his eyes twitched. Indeed, he was a flower boy. His biggest taboo was someone calling him a sissy. However, the one who said it was this man. He didn’t dare to argue, and could only nod and bow.

"Anyone without a partner?" I awkwardly raised my hand. "Oh... then maybe you can go with that handsome boy there?" I looked at where he's pointing. Carter Gray. Carter is one of the typical gamers. He likes to keep a low profile and stay at home all day. But I heard that when he does go to parties, he gets super drunk and does a lot of crazy things. He has sandy blonde hair with brown ends. His dark brown eyes looked at me and grinned. Well he's... something. I awkwardly walk up to him. He gives me a warm smile as I sat beside him.

Mrs. Carter has a driver, he is a tall dark and a scary looking man, and he answers with grunts. He kinds of reminds me of Lurch from the movie Adams Family. He is a nice guy though and apparently has been working with the Carters for a long time. His name is David; he has a small house in the forest and stays there until one of the Carter's calls for him. We sat in the back of the black limo; Jacob was talking to Mrs. Carter.

He asked, smirking stupidly as he took a mouthful of popcorn. "You dimwit, give me that!"I yelled, reaching out to grab my popcorn from him. "Language Henderson"He stated. "Shut up and give me my popcorn"I said and dragged the popcorn away from him. "Idiot"I muttered. I don't know why he derived pleasure in pissing me off all the time. "What are you watching?"He asked,facing the Tv screen where Spongebob squarepants was displaying. "Spongebob I see"He said and before i knew it,he took possession of the remote and changed the channel to WWE.

His response made my smile widen. "Are you talking about Shrek, sir?" I enquired. My beaming smile was still intact on my face. "I have no idea about that cartoon's name," he replied coolly and scrutinized his gaze on my still beaming face. I was damn sure that I resemble a smiling hamster due to my chubby cheeks. "I would have never guessed that you watch cartoons," I replied him with laughter in my eyes. This was gold, this man, 'I was always serious' man over here watches the cartoon and I would have never guessed it in my entire existence.

And then he said it out loud, "I want you. Warm my bed for as many nights as I want and you could save the life of the imbecile trying to get you killed." "What the fuck?" I whisper-yelled, giving him a once over too in that moment, irritated by what I saw. Even in the clean uniform he was given to work, he looked like dirt. He was short and buff, which was a fucking imbecile combination. Carter's face was not cute, not to talk of being handsome. He was barely even there. In all? He was nothing close to a spec… mine, to be exact. This had to be nothing more than a mad fucking joke.

Fifteen year old me would kill to have one like that. Suddenly soft paws of the giant bear grabbed my shoulder. Frightened , I screamed and tried to fight off the foam filled monster. My fist connected with its soft belly, then I karate chopped its neck. All my moves felt ineffective but I was finally free. The teddy bear raised its hands up in defeat while I contemplated my sanity. It reached for it’s head and pulled it off revealing a grinning Cartwright. “What the fuck Cartwright!” He pressed his hand to his lips to signify that he wanted silence, before he placed the head back on and went limp. I understood why a second

"Jordan, these two delinquents are Carter and Kareem. They'll be keeping you safe on the line when you're kicking, so don't piss them off." Carter grins, or at least I think he does. It's hard to see his mouth past the bushy blond beard. His hair hangs to his massive shoulders and a T-shirt clings to every muscled inch of him. Youza. From a distance, I didn't realize exactly how big he is. "Kick the ball through the posts and you won't have a problem from me," Kareem remarks. His braided hair is pulled into a loose ponytail that hangs to the middle of his back. He carries the same muscle as Carter but appears bigger-if possible, meaner.