Author's Note: Okay thanks for waiting. This for all you CANDY lovers.

Wendy could feel Cartman starring at her beautiful face. Her cheeks were rosy red. She couldn't concentrate on her work while Cartman was looking at her. It was now 3: 15 and school was over in 15 minutes. The last 5 minutes Mr. Monroe was explaining the students to remember to bring in the permission slips for the camping trip to the Rockies. Who cared? Basically all the students weren't even listening to him. The girl's were texting and the boys looking at porn.

The bell rang and all the students got up and from their seats to walk out. She was the second to last to leave followed by Cartman. She started rushing to the door exit when Cartman grabs her waist and tugs her into his body. She manages to loose free. Her books almost slipping off her hands.

"What do you want with me, Cartman?" Wendy managed to say without blushing. She looked at him directly at his eyes. His eyes were shiny spheres and beautiful caramel color.

"The question is 'Do you want me', Wendy?" said Cartman. He was teasing Wendy. Cartman always loved to tease her. She looked cute when she was mad. It was a big turn on for him. He looked at Wendy's lips irresistible to kiss. Wendy blushed a little without making eye contact. She was hot.

"I have to go," Wendy didn't like to have a conversing with him. Though Wendy's body didn't want to leave it stood there frozen in place. She couldn't be set free from Cartman's spell. Cartman gets close to her arms around her body squeezing it tight. Wendy drops her books and hugs him back.

"Wendy," Cartman moaned.

Wendy came into his senses and tugs him back. She picks up her books and looks at Cartman with watery eyes. She looks innocent with those eyes.

"I'm sorry." Wendy say running off with her books.

"I love you Eric Cartman," Wendy thought.

Cartman looked sad when he was denied. He goes back to his desk at gets his books.

"Damn," he thought, she still has my fucking books. He went running off to get Wendy, but there was no one in sight.

He goes to his locker to pick up his jacket and backpack. While he was closing his locker He sees Kenny behind his locker door. She had a sly smile on his face on.

Kenny was the school slut other than Bebe. Kenny fucked girls and boys. He calls himself a bi. All the girls and some boys described him as the hottest guy in school. Cartman didn't have much respect for Kenny, that fact he was poor and a slut.

"Tell me, you got a woody for Wendy, right?" Kenny had the guts to ask such as a disgusting question. Cartman starred at him with an evil look on his face.

"What do you want, Kenneh," Cartman replied.

"I saw how to try to make a move on Wendy. To bad she ain't loose." Kenneh smiled widen.

"Yeah, like you," Cartman made a comeback, "don't you have someone to fuck right now?"

"Its okay, your secret's safe with me," Kenny putting his hand on his chest.

"Whateveh," Cartman said.

"It's okay to like her; I mean I've been trying to get her in my pants for over a year." Kenny made a smart remark. Cartman looks at him mad.

"You dirty bastard," Cartman thought.

"That's because Wendy's a lady; you just never been with a lady," Cartman walking to the drinking fountain. Kenny followed replying to his answer.

"True that," Kenny starting to think of all the girls he was with and most of them were sluts.

Cartman and Kenny walk out of school together and started to walk in the cold air, stepping on the snow. Kenny pulling his hood up. He still had his orange parka. While they were walking they past through a strip club. Kenny offered to go there. Cartman rejected. Kenny runs off to see naked woman.

Cartman was two houses away from Wendy's house. He walks on the side walk and rings on the doorbell. He looks at the drive way and notices no cars.

"Wendy's folks aren't here," Cartman thought. The doorknob began to wobble then Wendy opens the door. Cartman stood wide opened when he saw Wendy.

Wendy was only wearing a white see through tank top and some booty shorts. She had white leg warmers and flip flops. Her navel was exposed. Cartman couldn't talk as he saw Wendy.

"What do you want?" Wendy said. Cartman didn't pay attention to her, because he was looking at her C cup boobs. "Cartman!" yelled Wendy.

Finally Cartman got into his senses. His eyes starred at Wendy and noticed she was blushing.

"I came to return your books," Cartman's voice seductive and sexy it made Wendy tingle.

"My books?" Confused Wendy asked.

"When we bumped into each other earlier our books got mixed up. You have my books." Cartman said without eye contact. She invited Cartman inside her home. Her parents weren't home they were at a business trip for two weeks.

Wendy got up and went to the second floor of her house. She walks into her bedroom and starts breathing heavily. She leans against her bedroom door and slides down to the floor.

"God, what I'm going to do?" Wendy thought. She goes to her bed and gets her purple book bag. She looks for the books when she sees a little folded up sheet falls out the math book. She looks at it and bends down to pick it up. She unfolds it and it has her name on the margin.

"It appears to be a poem" Wendy thought. She could to tell it was Cartman's handwriting.

My Wendy

Wendy you are my light

Wendy you are my sun

You are my sight

You are my hon

You give me love

I want you dove

I love you Wendy!

Wendy read it as tears began to fall of her cheeks. Her hands were shaking as if she had Parkinson's disease. Her legs began to wobble until she came into senses. Cartman was still downstairs waiting for her to come down. She stands up straight and walks down stairs to see Cartman looking at her family portraits.

"Finally. What took her long?" Cartman thought turning around looking at Wendy.

"Here are you books," Wendy handing them over to Cartman.

"Uh, thanks," Cartman smiled. Wendy has never seen Cartman give such a smile like that. This smile was not like his other smiles. He showed modesty and kindliness in this smile.

"Cartman, do you want hot cocoa?" Wendy asked. She was a polite host and always offered her guests something to drink. Cartman couldn't say no. Wendy got up and walked to the kitchen. Cartman just starred at her ass. Her butt cheeks jumping out of her shorts and revealing some underwear. Her ass made Cartman harden down there. His jeans became to tighten when his boner was getting erected. He tried to calm it down, but it was too late she was coming out of the kitchen with 2 cups of hot cocoa. Wendy hands his cocoa, but she slips it out of her hands. It lands all over his pants make his erection even bigger.

"Agh! Watch it bitch!" Cartman yelled

"I'm so sorry." Wendy said sounding like Butters. She grabs a towel out of her bathroom and bends down to dry Cartman off. She notices the bump on his jeans tries it off. Cartman moans as she was doing it.

"Wendy!" He moans. Wendy blushes. She feels Cartman's fingers on her waist pushing her into to him. This time she lets herself be controlled by him. She gets up and hugs Cartman and gives him a passionate kiss. Cartman kissed her back, but Wendy was doing all the work. She made it into Cartman's entrance and started to French.

She came into her sense and knew her first time wasn't going to be in a couch. She led Cartman into her room and pushes him into her bed. Her room was like a normal teenager. Posters of movie stars and pictures of friends. She started to strip her clothes off. He enjoyed and watched as Wendy revealed her breast. Of course they weren't as big as Bebe's, but of course not as small as Red's. She stripped of her shorts and later her panties.

Cartman took his pants off and his shirt off. He still had jelly in his belly, but not that much. He left his boxer off and looked at his penis, how it got hard. Wendy was getting close to him and start to breath seductively in his ear it was a big turn on. Wendy touched his erect penis and teased a bit. Cartman lets out some grunts while slapping Wendy's ass.

"You like that, right?" Cartman told her. She lets out a grin on his face and touched Wendy's erect nipples.

"Yes!" Wendy hissed. She enjoyed what he did to her. Her temperature was rising and ready to do anything. Wendy lowered where Cartman's thighs were. She caressed his inner thighs and kisses them. She takes off his boxers and starts stroking his cock. She begins licking it.

"Ahh!" Wendy you're so hot!" Cartman isn't a virgin like Wendy. He remembered times when he did girls and some guys. In fact he took Butters' virginity away. He was drunk one night and took advantaged of Butters. Butters enjoyed though and thought it was pleas able.

She kept stroking his dick in her mouth. Wendy never did a blowjob, but she was good at doing it. Cartman couldn't take it any longer and climaxed out. White liquids came out of his penis. Wendy stood there shocked, but managed to lick every trace off her body.

"You liked that, huh?" Wendy asked in really slutty way.

Cartman took in control and started to play with her wet pussy. He made in entrance and starts to stick in his middle finger inside her. She moans and lets out small cries. This wasn't the first time she had and orgasm. She enjoys herself when she's alone. Cartman put in his ring finger than two more fingers. Cartman sick mind even made him stick his whole hand inside her. Wendy cries and orders him to take it off.

"No, Cartman, don't move your hand inside me. It hurts!" Wendy cries out.

"You don't want me inside me?" Cartman teased. His mind was thinking of something else.

"Yes, I do. But not your hand." Wendy confessed. She was going burst. As if she was going to be cut into 2 pieces.

"Well then say it Wendy. Say what you want inside you." Cartman now was playing with her mind. Wendy the innocent girl with Cartman the sick bastard. She enjoyed it.

"I want your humongous cock inside my wet pussy," Wendy pleaded. She loved to make commands.

Cartman smiled and grabs his cock and sticks it inside her vagina. Wendy moans hard. She loved it. How the adrenaline was in her body.

"Is it true? Is the love of my life inside my body?" Wendy thought.

He started to pump his body into hers. They were fucking doggy-style the most common. But they liked it. Wendy commanded more and she got it.

"I'm going to cum!" Cartman yelled.

"So am I," Wendy also yelled.

Both of them came together they were tried and sweaty. That mean they should stop. They switch positions and got into missionary. He liked to see Wendy's beautiful face. Her aroma was in the room. He pumped even harder.

"Ahh! Cartman I want more! Faster!"

"Hold on ho!" Cartman was pumping even harder into her body. She loved it. He started to play with her nipples squeezing them and sucking on them.

"Ahh! Cartmann!!!" Yelled Wendy as she came again.

"Yeah. I've never seen anyone as hot as you," Cartman complimented, "the rest are all sluts and loose you're hot and tight."

They both were under covers and tired. She had her arms around his body hugging it. She loved it. Her body against his. She kissed his lips while Cartman kiss her back.

"Cartman, do you love me?" That question took Cartman's attention. He looked at Wendy confused. She sat up. Her eyes watery ready to cry.

"Wendy, I've been meaning to tell you that," Cartman looked away, "Wendy, I've changed for you. I've changed my persona to win your love and friendship. When Stan broke your heart was ready to kick his ass for hurting you. But I knew you were I single and I wanted be with you." Cartman's voice crackled with that response. He looked as if he were to cry.

"Wendy, you and I maybe different, but my love to you isn't," Cartman starred at her, "I love you, Wendy Testaburger." He pushed Wendy down to a kiss.

"I love you too, Cartman!" she grabs Cartman's back and pushes him into her.

They both lie there hugging each other sleeping. Until the next day comes.