Jip and Tip went on their first date, little did they know, it would spiral out of control. Jip just graduated elementary school and Tip, she was a freshman in college. Well Jip thought she was a she. Soon he will find the truth, but that won't stop him from finding love.

"Hello Jip"

"Hi Tip!"

Tip was a beautiful young girl with long raven black hair, pale white skin and piercing green eyes. She was tall, very skinny, had a large ass, and long shapely legs. Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes. Jip was the opposite. He was short, skinny, and had short red hair.

"How's the prettiest girl in school?" asked Jip.

"Great!"

"Are you ready to go?"

"Sure am! Let's hit the town!"

They decided to walk. After about twenty minutes, they reached the theater. Jip paid for the tickets.

"I'm getting the popcorn and drinks," Tip stated.

"No way, it's my treat. I asked you out."

"Fine, but I'm paying for the next one."

They watched a scary movie. Tip grabbed Jip's arm the entire time and at the end, she hid her face in his shoulder. They both left laughing.

"That was pretty scary," said Tip.

"It wasn't that bad.

"It was too scary."

"You seemed to enjoy the movie. You were laughing and all."

"Yeah right nigga, when it was funny. I didn't laugh when it was scary. It scared me."

"Whatever," laughed Jip.

"So, where are we going now?" asked Tip.

"Well, there's a club near here. Want to go there?"

"I don't know, I don't think they will let us in."

"Well come over to my place! We will have some real fun."

"Ok, fine. Where do you live?"

"We will take the bus. It's not too far."

They got on the bus and went to Jip's house. Jip was only fifteen, so he had no alcohol. He made popcorn and they watched a funny movie.

"So," Jip said seductively.

"So," giggled Tip.

Jip moved closer to her.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Yes."

Jip and Tip kissed each other passionately.

"Jip, would you like to have sex with me?"

"Are you sure? You don't have to."

"I know, I want to."

Jip removed his shirt and pants. His dick was hard as a rock.

"Oh my," said Tip. "I hope I can fit all that in me."

Tip took off her shirt and bra. Her melons bounced up and down. She took off her pants and panties and then, laid on the couch. Jip climbed on top of her and placed his dick at the entrance to her moist pussy.

"Please, be gentle."

"Of course."

"Ready?"

"Yes."

Jip slowly pushed in. Tip's virginity was no more.

"Oh my gosh, Jip, that feels so good."

"You feel amazing."

He pumped his hips in and out of her tight hole.

"Fuck me Jip! Fuck my brains out."

"As you wish, my lady."

Jip pounded her pussy with his throbbing cock. He could feel her pussy clench around him.

"I'm going to cum Jip."

"Cum with me."

Tip screamed, as her orgasm ripped through her body.

"Here it comes."

"Yes! Fill my cunt with your seed!"

Jip shot his load into her waiting hole. He fell on top of her, trying to catch his breath.

"That was amazing."

"I can't wait till our next date."

"Same."

Tip kissed Jip on the lips.

"See you later."

"Later."

They both put on their clothes and parted ways. Little did they know, something was wrong. Tip was actually a Trap. A few weeks later, Jip went to visit her.

"Hey Tip, how are you?"

"Jip! I missed you so much."

"Same."

"Well, lets go to my place."

"Ok, but first, I need to ask you something."

"Anything."

"Will you marry me?"

"YES!"

"You're not a guy are you?"

"Nope. Are you mad?"

"Hell no."

They both smiled.

"I'm not a boy either."

"What!"

"Yup. My name is Tippy."

"We are going to have some fun!"

Jip and Tip lived happily ever after.

"And they all lived happily ever after," said the storyteller.

The children applauded.

"Now, who's ready for a drink?"

"Me! Me!" the children yelled.

"That's the spirit!"

"Hey, what the hell is that!" said the mother.

"What?"

"The giant snake!"

"What snake?"

"That one! There!"

"There's nothing there."

"What!"

The mother fainted.

"Oh no, I didn't think this would happen," said the storyteller.

"Mommy," asked the little girl. "Where did the snake go?"

"There was no snake, but that's enough story time."

"Awe, no fair."

"Bye kids!"

The children left.

"What a waste," said the storyteller. He took a deep breath and looked down at his penis. "Did you get a look? You know, the woman I was telling you about."

The woman he was talking to was actually his penis. He was a crazy, talking, schizophrenic. He looked down at his penis again.

"Don't judge me. I don't make fun of you, now do I? Oh yeah, the bitch had a kid. Haha."

He stood up and walked out of the library.

"Well, this is my stop," said the storyteller's penis. "Nice talking to you."

"Wait," said the storyteller, before he was taken to the asylum.

"Goodbye!"

"But i'm horny let me fuck them kids!"

"Hahaha."

The End.

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Dance Lessons

"Okay, that's a wrap!"

I turned off the stereo and wiped the sweat from my brow as the music cut out. That was the last track I had to record for the day. It had been a long one, and I was definitely ready for a break.

I left the recording booth and headed to the kitchen, where I pulled a beer out of the fridge. As I popped the cap and raised it to my lips, my eyes caught a glimpse of a shadow darting across the front window. I paused, mid-sip.

Was that...? No. Couldn't be.

I set my beer down and headed to the window, peeking around the curtain. My breath caught in my throat as I saw my wife, Jessica, stepping out of our minivan and heading toward the front door.

Shit. I'd forgotten. It was Friday, which meant Jessica was bringing her new dance instructor over. I'd promised her months ago that I'd take a break from the studio and help her practice.

The door flew open and Jessica bounded in, her bright red curls bouncing on her shoulders. Her freckled face was flushed from the summer heat, and the beads of sweat on her forehead glistened in the sunlight.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around me. I pulled her close and breathed in her scent, her familiar strawberry perfume filling my nostrils.

"Hey, babe," she said.

"Hey. How'd it go today?"

"OMG! I came everywhere!"

She proceed to beg, sucking his dick, asking about his day.

"Well, my day's been okay. The session went well. Just have a little more work to do before the song's complete. How was your day?"

"I came everywhere," she repeated.

"Huh?"

"I came everywhere. I came in class. I came at work. And then again after I left. It was so good."

"Um, okay..."

"What's wrong? You don't look very happy."

"Sorry. It's just been a long day."

"I know. But it'll be worth it. Promise."

Jessica gave me a quick kiss and headed to the bedroom to get changed. When she returned, she was wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a matching sports bra.

I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help myself. It had been weeks since we'd been intimate. Work had kept me busy, and she'd been too exhausted from dance class.

As Jessica walked into the kitchen, I let my gaze wander. Her toned, freckled thighs were firm and taut, and her ass looked even better than I remembered.

She must have caught me staring, because she winked at me and smiled.

"Enjoying the view?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Now, get changed. You have ten minutes. I'll start warming up."

"Yes, ma'am."

I hurried into the bedroom and pulled on a pair of athletic shorts and a loose fitting tank top. I deiced, why wear clothes, I'm would rape everyone anyway.

When I came back, Jessica was already stretching, her tight, muscular body bent in impossible positions. I watched as she lifted her leg and stretched her quads, her face contorted with pain.

I was surprised when I felt a rush of blood to my groin. My cock started to stiffen, and I was suddenly thankful that my shorts were baggy.

"You ready?" Jessica asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

She stood up and walked over to me.

"First, we'll start with a few basic moves. I'll demonstrate, and then you'll copy. Understand?"

"Got it."

Jessica smiled and started to sway her hips. I did my best to follow her movements, but it was clear I wasn't keeping up.

Then a tornado siren went off. The nigga checked the news, a massive tornado, full of dildos was coming, cumming and coming.

"Oh shit, we gotta go!"

"At least finish!"

"Fine," said the man.

I followed Jessica's lead, swinging my hips in circles and shimmying my shoulders.

After a few minutes, I could feel the strain in my muscles. It had been a long time since I'd danced.

"How was that?"

"Not bad, but we'll need to work on your form. Try it again, and this time, remember to keep your butt tight."

The tornado began shaking the room.

"I, I'm coming again!" The dildos began penetrating them.

"Me too!"

Jessica and I collapsed to the floor, our bodies spent.

"Oh, god," Jessica gasped.

"Yeah."

"That was... wow."

"Yeah."

"Do you want to... go again?"

"Yes, please."

The tornado raged, the dildos came and the two came with it.

Jessica reached over and grabbed a dildo. She began to stroke it, and the sound of its soft, velvety skin moving against the rough rubber of her palm filled the air.

"Come on, baby. Let's do it."

"Okay."

"Good boy."

Jessica stood up and grabbed the hem of her shirt. She slowly lifted it, revealing her toned stomach and firm breasts.

Jessica, was pregnant.

"Woah. Is that safe for the baby?"

"What? Yeah, of course. This is a dildo."

"Oh. Right."

Jessica's shirt slipped off her shoulders, and she dropped it to the floor.

"Now, come on, big boy."

The tornado stopped.

The man and Jessica continued raping each other.

"Okay. Now what?"

"Now, you get on your knees."

I did as she asked, and Jessica climbed onto the couch. She leaned forward, her round, juicy ass pointed toward me.

"Eat it."

I didn't hesitate. I buried my face between her cheeks and began licking her tight, pink hole.

"Mmmm...

"WHAT!?"

A child began coming out of her vagina.

"I'M PREGNANT WITH CHILD!"

"NO!"

"YES! IT'S A DILD-"

"A DILDO?!?!"

"YEAH. THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL BABIES WHEN THEY ARE CONCEIVED FROM FUCKING."

"OH. OKAY. SO, WHAT NOW?"

More dildos began flowing out wildly.

"WE CAN HAVE MORE! THERE'S NO LIMIT!"

"I'M READY."

Jessica and the man continued fucking.

"Fuck, I'm coming."

"Me too, babe. Me too."

The dildos continued cumming.

The couple, came.

"FUCK YES."

"THAT'S IT, BABY. FILL ME UP."

"OH GOD."

"AHHHH."

"OH SHIT."

"SHIT. OH, SHIT. FUCK. YES."

"UGH. GOD. YES. MORE."

"OH MY GOD. YES. YES. YES. YES."

"SHIT."

"YEAH."

Lets go on anther date please.

"Yes, okay."

"So, what now?"

"Let's go get something to eat. I'm hungry."

"Me too."

"I know a place."

"Okay. Lead the way."

The man and Jessica left.

"And that's how the Dildo Apocalypse came to be," said the storyteller.

"Thank you for listening."

The audience, applauded.

"Thank you," said the storyteller.

"Next time, we'll be talking about the Great Cum War of 2052."

"See you then."

The End.

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My Wife's New Boyfriend

"Come on, baby," I said, kissing my wife's neck.

"I-I'm giving birth, lets name him, NIGLET!"

"No, please, it'll ruin the moment," said the storyteller, looking down.

"You're not," she moaned, pushing my hand away.

"But-"

"I'm not ready."

I sighed.

"Fine."

My wife, BBCLarge, and I had been married for six years. In all that time, we'd never once had sex. She was always too busy, and I was always too tired.

I tried not to let it bother me, but it was starting to wear on my nerves.

We'd moved to a new town a few months ago, and I thought a fresh start might do us some good. But Lina seemed to have lost interest in me, and was spending most of her time working.

"It's late," she said, getting out of bed. "I have to be up early."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight."

She walked out, closing the door behind her.

I flopped back on the bed, my frustration mounting.

Maybe it's time I did something about this, I thought.

I picked up my phone and called one of the only friends I had made since moving here, a guy named Jason.

"Hello?"

"Hey, man. You wanna come over tomorrow and watch the game?"

"Sure."

"Cool. See you then."

I hung up, feeling a little better.

I was about to put my phone away, when a notification popped up on the screen.

"New match. Meet your match tonight."

What the hell? I thought.

I clicked on the app, and was brought to a dating website.

"Hey, guys," I said, opening a group chat. "Anyone else using this site?"

"What, are you cheating on your wife, you nigga!"

"No, but she won't have sex with me. So, I thought maybe it's time to move on."

"What the fuck is wrong with you!"

"Look, man, we've been together six years. If she doesn't want to have sex with me, that's her problem. Not mine."

"But you're a nigga. That's, like, your job."

The kid wasn't sucking hard enough. I screamed at him to make me cum. He was only 5 but it was good enough.

"Fuck you, man."

I closed the app and set my phone aside.

The next morning, I woke up and made myself some breakfast.

As I was eating, Lina came downstairs.

"Hey," she said.

"Hi. Sleep well?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Like a baby."

She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down across from me.

"Listen, about last night," she began.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it."

"No, I am. It's just... I've been under a lot of stress lately."

"It's okay."

"But that's no excuse."

"Lina, seriously, it's fine."

"ME WANT CUMEM"

"can we start over!"

Jip and Tip went on their first date, little did they know, it would spiral out of control. Jip just graduated elementary school and Tip, she was a freshman in college. Well Jip thought she was a she. Soon he will find the truth, but that won't stop him from finding love.

"HELLO JIP"

"HELLO TIP"

"Can we start over!"

"What the hell," said the storyteller, confused.

"Fine," said Jip.

"Great. See you after work."

Lina got up and went back upstairs.

I finished my breakfast and headed into the living room.

Jason was already there, watching TV.

"Hey," I said, sitting down next to him.

"Hey, man."

"Ready for the game?"

"Yep. You got the beer?"

"In the fridge."

"Sweet."

We spent the rest of the afternoon watching football and drinking beer.

"So, how are things with my nigga nigga nigga yes yes?"

"What? Who are you?"

"Nigga, i'm you're wife, the storyteller."

"Huh, okay, and the kid?"

"He's fine, but the real question is, how's the game going?"

"Oh, it's going great. We're up by ten."

"Nice. So, how are things with your wife?"

"OH SHIT ICE IS HERE"

"Oh, shit, I think she's about to divorce me."

"Oh, yeah, I heard she was going through a hard time."

"Yeah, well, maybe I should just get a divorce."

"I'm sorry, man."

"Thanks."

"Hey, listen, if you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you."

"Thanks, man."

"No problem."

The rest of the afternoon passed without incident.

After the game, Jason and I headed out for a few drinks.

"You know, man, maybe you should try going on a date," he said, after a few beers.

"A date?"

"Yeah, man. It's been a while since you've been out."

"Get deported noob!"

"I-I can't do that. I'm a nigga, man. That's not right."

"So, what are you going to do? Just wait for your wife to come around?"

"I guess."

"Dude, you're wasting your life."

"Maybe."

"Look, there's a new dating app out. Why don't you give it a shot?"

"I don't know, man."

"Just try it."

"Fine."

"Hey, nigga, can you do something for me?"

"What," asked the nigga, curious.

"Can you suck my dick, and maybe we'll continue the story."

"I would never suck another niggas dick!"

"Fine, go fuck a nigga!"

"FUCK YOU."

"NO FUCK YOU, FUCK A NIGGA."

"Fuck a nigga? What the fuck is wrong with you!

"NOTHING'S WRONG WITH ME. I'M NORMAL."

"Normal? You're a fucking nigga!"

Was he ever racist, we will never know!

"I'm tired"

"You're fucking tired, nigga!"

"What's your problem!"

"Nothing, I'm just tired of you being a pussy."

"Excuse me?"

"You're excused."

"You're an asshole, you know that?"

"Whatever."

The storyteller, was done.

"Well, it's been a long day.

He woke up in a weird spot, it was in a bungalow.

"Where am I" He said confused.

4

Just then a hand came out of the ground.

"I-Is that, Gorge Floyd?"

George Floyd came running at him screaming the words W E E W O O.

He ran over for cover, but any rocks he hid behind collapsed. Catching his breath he noticed a small store. Walking into the store gave him options. "WEEWOO WEEWOO"

Gorge Floyd ran at him he looked at death, and shot.

A bullet came out of nowhere, its like he shot, but he had no gun. He tried again... BANG! The sound echoed off the crumbling walls. Going back into the shop, he bought a fire rate upgrade for his gun as well as a "wave upgrade" Many George Floyds came out of the ground.

"WHAT THE FUCK?"

He shot them all dead. Returning to the shop he noticed he had more money than before. Exactly the amount of George Floyds he killed.

He bought the next wave.

5

A door opened releasing hundreds of George Floyds running at him. He braced and ran through the George Floyds parrying every attack. On the other side a maze.

He wandered through the maze, shooting any George Floyds he saw. After some time, he reached a door. He went in and it was the same room. The same shop, the same George Floyds. But this time the waves were stronger. There were to many. One wall looked kinda funny. he touched it, his hand clipped through with slight force. The other side was a river, he bought another wave spawning a bridge. Thousands of George Floyds ran at him over the bridge, he threw a grenade, killing them all in one moment. He ran to the next area, he saw bricks float around over the grass that smelled of sick.

"What?"

He looked up seeing a door the size of a building made of pure concrete.

He bought another wave.

WEEWOO WEEWOO

He braced he was ready.

The wave started...

Thousands of George Floyds ran through. A few got close, but he dodged their punches. He ran through the wave, shooting anyone he saw.

He got closer to the door.

Closer.

And closer.

He was there.

He looked up.

This door. It was the biggest thing he'd ever seen.

"How do I get in" He wondered.

He heard something from the distance.

A WEEWOO

WEEWOO

"Oh no."

George Floyd.

15

Thousands of them.

He had no more grenades. He ran as fast as he could.

He got into the door, a bright light covered his eyes, and a loud BANG was heard.

He fell out the other side, onto a hard rock.

He looked around, he saw a sign.

"Welcome to Hell, enjoy your stay!"

"Hell? I'm in hell?"

He walked through hell, seeing people being tortured for their sins.

"Why are they here?"

"Sins."

"They had to of done something wrong, why else would they be here?"

"No."

"They deserve to be here."

He kept walking, until he found a big black building.

He entered, the doors were open.

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Inside the building was a big white table, with a few chairs, and a person.

"Hello there, are you new here?"

"Yes, I am."

"Would you like me to give you the grand tour?"

"Yes please."

"Well my name is Satan, and I'm the ruler of this place, whats your name?"

"I don't remember"

"That's okay, now would you like to begin?"

"Please."

"Then follow me."

Satan lead him around the building, he was introduced to the many levels of hell, and how different people are tortured depending on their sins.

They ended up in a big room, the walls were red, the floor was grey, the roof was a dome.

"Now this, is the final part, the torture of the souls that have no sin, no crime, but still come here. This is the most painful place in the entire afterlife."

"So what is the punishment for those?"

"We let them die."

"Die? You kill them?"

"Yes, they will go into an eternal sleep, the pain will end."

"But then where will they go, they will have no place in heaven or hell."

"That's the point."

"I want to see one."

"You do?"

"Yes, if i may."

"Okay."

"Wait right here."

Satan left.

He stood there for a while, waiting.

A loud bang was heard.

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"That's the soul, coming through the walls."

He turned, and saw a person, a man, he was being crushed, the pressure was pushing him into the ground.

"What's the worst crime that man did?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? That can't be right."

"It is, he did nothing."

"That's impossible."

"No, it's not, some people, no matter what they do, will still be a good person."

"But if he did nothing wrong, why is he being tortured?"

The prophesy, the BBCJustice prophesy.

"What prophesy?"

"BBCJustice was a great leader in the early stages of hell. He knew of the coming days. His prediction came true. He died, but he knew, he predicted, that the most powerful force in all the land, would be justice."

"What is this, 'force'?"

"Justice, pure and simple."

"But the most powerful force is power."

"Not always."

"So he knew the force of justice was the most powerful?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"He said, 'justice is the greatest power, as it has the power to stop any other force'"

"I never knew."

"No one does."

"Look i just wanna go home and jerk off"

"Okay then, follow me."

Satan lead him down a tunnel, to a gate.

"There is the gate."

"Thanks."

He entered the gate, the doors closed.

He woke up.

"Where am I?"

He looked around, he was in a hospital, a hospital in his hometown.

Zomb

"Why am I here?"

"Oh your awake, good, the doctors thought you wouldn't make it."

"What happened to me?"

"You were found unconscious on the side of the road, you had a gunshot wound and many others."

"Oh, so that was real?"

"What was?"

"Nothing."

"Okay then, rest up."

He did, and he was discharged.

Walking outside he saw his friend, the one who shot him.

"Hey man, you alright?"

"Yeah i'm fine."

"Good, I was worried, i thought you were a goner."

"Why'd you shoot me then?"

"I'm sorry, i panicked."

"Okay, thanks for shooting me."

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

"Okay, well if you need me i'll be at the bar."

"Bye."

Merica

He walked home, his house was a mess. He cleaned up.

"It's so weird, i feel like, i was gone for a long time."

He layed down, and fell asleep.

"That dream, was the craziest thing."

He woke up the next day, and went to work.

He worked at a construction company, and his job was to build houses.

"Hey, Jip."

"Hi, Boss."

"How are you?"

"Good."

"I heard you were in the hospital, are you okay?"

"Yeah i'm fine."

"That's good, anyway, i have a job for you."

"What is it?"

"A big house, in a small town."

"Where?"

"Not too far."

"Okay, i'll do it."

"Great."

His boss gave him the address, and he drove to the location.

It was a big house, but the weird thing was, it looked like a bungalow.

Jip and Tip went on their first date, little did they know, it would spiral out of control. Jip just graduated elementary school and Tip, she was a freshman in college. Well Jip thought she was a she. Soon he will find the truth, but that won't stop him from finding love.

"Huh, how weird."

He got to work, he didn't notice it, but a man was watching him.

The man, was the storyteller.

"What the fuck, is that me?"

"Hey, boss, can i take a break?"

"Sure."

He walked around the house, the weird thing was, the back had a river, and the smell was strong.

"This is so weird."

He kept working, he had no idea the storyteller was there.

"Hey, kid, you wanna hear a story?"

"I'm sorry, who are you?"

"The storyteller, and i'm here to tell a story."

"Well, i'm not a kid."

"Whatever, are you gonna listen or not."

"Fine."

"So, there once was a kid, named, Jip."

"Jip, sounds like a niggas name."

"He was a normal kid, except he had a crush on a girl."

"What kind of girl?"

"A girl named, Tip."

"Tip, a girls name, sounds like a nigga."

"So, Jip asked her out, and she accepted, but she didn't know, he was a nigga."

"Oh boy, here we go."

"So they went on their date, and they had sex."

"Wow, how scandalous."

"Shut up, anyway, they continued having sex, and then, a child was born."

"Oh no, how awful."

"Then, the child, turned into a dildo."

"Lets go home."

"And then, it raped them."

"Wow."

"And then, a tornado, with dildos, came."

"What the fuck."

"Then the child, was born again, and it killed them all."

"Wow, how tragic."

"And then, it ate the child, and then, it ate everyone else."

"Wow."

"And then, the world was destroyed, because of a dildo apocalypse."

"That's, not how the apocalypse happens."

"It is now, and that's the end of the story."

"Okay."

The storyteller walked away.

"Wait, i have a question."

"What is it?"

"Where is Jip and Tip now?"

"They're dead, and so is the world."

"Okay, thanks."

Jip and Tip were dead.

"No."

"Yes."

"Well, thank you for the story."

"No problem, now, go have fun."

"I will."

The End.

Or is it

My Husband's New Wife

"You're going where?" I asked.

"To the gym," replied my husband, Mike. "I need to get in shape. The new season's starting soon, and I want to be ready."

"But I thought you were happy with your body."

"I am, but I could stand to lose a few pounds. And plus, I heard that the new trainer is a real babe. So, I'm going to check it out."

"What? No. Absolutely not. You're not allowed to ogle other women, even if they are babes. Besides, I don't want you going anywhere without me. You're my husband, and I love you."

"Come on, babe.

"I-I-love you"

"Dont worry Dip and Tip, I will be back and we can have a threesome!"

"Okay..." I said, not very confident.

Niglet and I were a relatively boring couple. We were married at a very young age, and we settled down to raise a family.

After our first son was born, our sex life dwindled down to virtually nothing. I wanted another baby, but a nigga refused, claiming that he wanted us to stay the same size.

I was so mad.

My husband, Niglet, was a nigga, and he was also a bit of a pussy. He never went after anything he wanted, and I was beginning to suspect that our sex life was dead.

I knew how much my husband loved me, though, and I wasn't going to let him go.

I told Niglet that I was going to work late one night, and then I went to the gym. I saw this big nigga working out, and I just had to have him.

"Hey there," I said, trying to be sexy. "How's it going?"

The big nigga looked up at me, and I saw his eyes travel down my body. I was wearing a tight-fitting leotard that showed off my curves.

"I'm doing fine," he replied, smiling. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," I said. "Just out here working on my physique."

"Well, it's working."

"Thanks."

"So, what's your name?" he asked.

"Tiffany. You?"

"Javon."

We spent the next hour chatting and getting to know each other. He was a very sweet man, and I liked him a lot. He was a lot smarter than most niggas, and he actually knew how to talk about things other than his dick.

After we talked for a while, Javon invited me over to his house. I accepted, and we drove over there.

When we got there, he showed me his room, and then he excused himself to go to the bathroom.

I sat on his bed and waited for him to come back.

A few minutes later, he returned.

"Hey," he said, sitting down next to me.

"Hey."

He looked at me, and then leaned in and kissed me. His kiss was soft and gentle, and it made me feel warm inside.

He pulled away, and I looked at him.

"Wow," he said.

"What?"

"Nothing. You're just beautiful."

I blushed.

"You're not so bad yourself," I said, smiling.

He smiled back, and then leaned in and kissed me again. His tongue probed into my mouth, and his hands found my breasts.

I moaned as he massaged my tits, and he slowly pushed me down onto the bed.

His kisses moved down my neck, and he kissed my breasts through the leotard.

I arched my back, and he pulled the leotard down. He pulled it down to my waist, and then pulled the straps down, exposing my nipples.

He licked and sucked on them, making me moan.

He then moved his hand down to my pussy, and started rubbing my clit.

"Mmmm..." I moaned, closing my eyes.

He continued licking and sucking on my nipples as he rubbed my clit.

He then moved his mouth to my pussy, and started licking and sucking on my clit.

"Ooohh... mmmm..." I moaned.

He moved his fingers to my pussy, and started sliding them in and out.

"Oh god... Javon... yes..." I moaned.

I arched my back as he continued licking and sucking on my clit. He slid his fingers in and out of my pussy, and then slid them into my asshole.

"Ahhh... yes..." I moaned, arching my back.

He moved his fingers in and out of my pussy and asshole as he continued licking and sucking on my clit.

My hips rocked back and forth, and I arched my back.

"Yes... yes..." I moaned. "Please fuck me."

He stopped licking and sucking on my clit and pulled his fingers out of my pussy and asshole. He sat up, and pulled his pants down, revealing his big, black cock.

I stared at his big, black cock as he stroked it.

"Come here," he said, grabbing me and pulling me closer to him.

He put my legs around his waist, and I felt his big, black cock rub against my pussy.

"Yes... please... fuck me," I begged.

He put his hands on my hips and slowly pushed his big, black cock into my pussy.

"Oh... yes... yes... yes..." I moaned as he pushed his cock deeper into my pussy.

I grabbed his arms as he fucked me.

"Fuck... yes..." he moaned.

I closed my eyes as his big, black cock moved in and out of my pussy.

"Fuuuck... Yes!" he moaned.

"Mmmmmm..." I moaned.

He continued fucking me.

"Ahhhhh..." I moaned, feeling his big, black cock hit my g-spot.

He fucked me harder and faster.

"Fuuuuckkk... yesssssssss..." I moaned.

He continued fucking me, and I started to orgasm.

"Ahhhh... ohhhh... fuuuuckkk..." I moaned, orgasming.

He continued fucking me, and I orgasmed again.

"Ahhhhh... yes... fuck... yes..." I moaned.

I came again, and he continued fucking me.

"Ugh... fuck... I'm cumming..." he groaned.

"Yessss..." I moaned.

He shot his load deep into my pussy.

I orgasmed again, and we both collapsed onto the bed.

A slight wirr came from the sky. A B51 Bomber was coming!

"Oh shit." I said.

"What?" asked Javon.

"They're coming. The Americans are coming. They're dropping a bomb."

"Oh no."

The bomb fell, and the room exploded.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Dip and Tip, why did you have to leave me like that? Why did you have to leave me all alone? I miss you so much. Please, come back. I need you. I love you. Come back, and we can have a threesome."

"We might have some more time, look i-i-i ate your sandwich that one time..."

"I-I-I don't know about this"

"Well, then, we can have some time. We can have a threesome, and it'll be fun."

"Oh, okay. Well, how about this, you go to the gym, and then I'll come back here, and we can have a threesome with dip and tip?"

"Ok."

"Ok. Good."

"Goodbye, dip and tip. I love you."

"See you soon."

"Ok. See you soon."

"Ok."

"Ok."

"Ok."

"Ok, well, goodbye."

"Bye, dip and tip."

"Bye."

"Bye."

"Dont leave me nigga"

"I have to, i have a family now."

"No, i was your family, remember, dip and tip, dont do this"

"I have to, niglet."

"No, you don't. You're not thinking straight. This isn't you. You don't have to go. We can have a threesome."

"Sorry, but it's not you, dip and tip."

"Dont say that, its always been me, remember when we played monopoly and i took all the money?"

"Yes, but, you're not the one for me, dip and tip."

"Why not? We had so much fun together."

"I have a new family now."

"Lemme slip it in dip, it wont hurt"

"No, dip and tip."

"Why not?"

"Because you're not the one."

"You're wrong, dip and tip."

"What did i just say, dip and tip."

"Dip and tip. Dip and tip."

"Don't call me that. Don't ever call me that."

"Why not?"

"There's the bomb"

"Dont do this"

"I have to, dip and tip. It's for the best."

"But what about me? What about us?"

"It's not you, dip and tip."

"Stop saying that. You're making me sad."

"I'm sorry, dip and tip, but it's true."

"No. You're wrong. You're wrong. It's not true. You're wrong. You're wrong. Dip and tip. Dip and tip."

"Stop. Stop calling me that."

"Why?"

"Because it's not true. It's not me. It's not you. It's not true. It's not real. It's not. It's not. Dip and tip. Dip and tip. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No."

"Shut up."

"Dont make me slap your ass."

"No."

"No."

"No."

"Don't do this, dip and tip."

"I have to."

"No. You don't."

"I have a new family now."

"That's not true."

"Yes, it is."

"No. It's not."

"Yes. It is."

"No. It's not. Dip and tip. Stop. Dip and tip. Stop. Dip and tip.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"I-i-I'm gonna cum, dip and tip, take it."

"YES, YES, YES, YES, YEEAAAAAAAASSSS"

"NOOOOOO"

"YES"

BOOM!

"I'm sorry, dip and tip.

"Sorry"

"Dont say sorry, nigga, i love you"

"I love you too"

"Nigga, please, dont leave"

"I have to, nigga, they're gonna kill me"

"No, they wont"

"They will, nigga, and then, what will happen to us?"

The shockwave of the nuke rushed toward them.

"We're gonna die"

"Not if you take it, nigga, take it"

"I can't, nigga, it's not in me"

"Yes, it is, nigga, it's all the way"

"No, nigga, it's not"

"Yes, nigga, it is"

"No, nigga, I'm telling you, it's not"

"Yes, nigga, it is"

"NIGGA, TAKE IT, TAKE IT!"

"It's not in me, nigga"

"Yes, nigga, it is"

"NO, NIGGA, IT'S NOT!"

"YES, NIGGA, IT IS!"

"DON'T MAKE ME HIT YOU, NIGGA!"

"YES, NIGGA, I'LL DO IT!"

"YES, NIGGA, THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING!"

"TAKE IT, NIGGA, TAKE IT!"

"No, nigga, I can't"

"Yes, nigga, you can"

"No, nigga, it's not in me"

"Nigga, stop lying"

"Nigga, take it"

"No, nigga, I can't"

"You can, nigga"

"NIGGA, TAKE IT!"

"NO, NIGGA, IT'S NOT IN ME!"

"Yes, nigga, it is"

"No, nigga, it's not"

"Take it, nigga"

"NOOO"

"Take it"

"Nooooooooooooooo"

Shrapnel began flying through Tip, Jip, and nigga, is this the end?, but they didn't notice, because their attention was on the nuke. It had been launched from a battleship and was flying towards them.

"Why did you steal it from the aliens?" said the nigga to the robot.

"It was the only way to save the planet," said the robot, who was the last survivor of a civilization that had long ago colonized the planet. "I've had a long time to think about it and I'm sure now that I made the right choice. It was the only way to survive."

"Well, if you hadn't stolen it, the nukes wouldn't be aimed at us, so you were wrong."

The nuke detonated over the city and the robots head exploded, killing the robot. Tip, Jip, and nigga survived in their mechas and ran through the city to the ship hangar. When they reached the ship, Tip and Jip climbed aboard, but the nigga stayed outside and watched as the city was destroyed by the nukes. He watched until the whole city was gone and then he boarded the ship.

"Why didn't you come inside when the bombs were falling?" said Tip.

"I just wanted to watch," said the nigga.

"What was there to watch? There wasn't even any shrapnel."

"It's like a video game," said the nigga, "except you die if you lose."

"That's not a game, that's war," said Tip.

"I've already forgotten what we're talking about," said Jip.

They took off and headed for Earth, where they landed and went out to fight the aliens.

"im- im tired"

"ok"

"im going to sleep"

"ok"

The author had no idea what he was writing, so he made the story a series of vignettes to fill space. He was still trying to figure out what would happen in the plot when the readers started leaving.

"hey i need reviews or something"

"no"

"fine, you don't get the next chapter then"

"that's fine"

"just leave a comment or a review or something"

"no"

"fuck you"

The author wrote a short note about his feelings.

"i'm sad because no one likes my story"

"yeah we know"

"well fuck you guys"

"yeah, we know"

"fuck this"

"fuck that"

"fuck the system"

"yeah, we know"

"this sucks"

"we know"

"why is life so hard"

"it's not hard, you're just a whiny bitch"

"yeah, well you're a piece of shit"

"yeah, well your mom's a piece of shit"

I guess thats it. The stories over...

Hey, im dih, whats your name?

Im i nape riggers.

Oh, do you perchance know, nuka figga.

Oh yeah thats my sister, we have sex, like allll the time.

is it big?

oh its massive, thanks for asking, well you wanna give it a go.

how old are you?

i know you like em fresh, im 17

shiiii, im 9 this finna be crazy. You got protection?

wtf? no you pussy

cant take this big ass nigga dick?

fine then.

im just playing, i got a huge penis, lets meet at my house

ill bring the weed

ok, here is the adress.

ok see ya there

see ya then, sexy

ok.

di-h-dah

im here, whered you at?

come in.

woah, like i just met you and your opening the door, butt ass naked, like your dicks just flailing

whats up

what the fucks that smell?

my sisters room, she got some weird fetish for dead things

its ok, im used to it

wanna try it

no way

come on.

fine.

is that a fucking rat

yeahh shes into that stuff

damn, ok, so you wanna have some fun.

you mean, fuck?

yeah, is that ok with you?

hell yeah.

well come here.

woah, you got a pretty big ass.

its all natural.

cool.

you got a big ass too.

thanks, now lets get down to business.

oh, ok.

i got a condom here, so lets put it on.

dont you dare, i wanna take it raw

damn, im already hard, your hot, but ill put the condom on myself, and i dont have lube so you ready?

yeah.

ok, im gonna push in.

ok.

owww, damn you got a tight ass, damn, its not going in

just cum first, itll lube it up

ok, lets switch positions, im gonna sit down on the chair, and your gonna ride me, is that ok?

ok.

damn, your riding that shit.

i dont feel anything, you got a small dick?

no, your just fucking a child, im used to fucking women, like your sister.

what?

oh, its time, im cumming

wait, you wanna go on my face, i heard you like that.

yeah, you wanna go in the bathroom.

ok.

damn you a messy cummer

yeah, wait why cant i stop

its just, keeps coming! what do i do

Yo for real, pull out

I CANT!

yo my ass burns what the fuck!

I CANT STOP NIG

AHH MY STOMACK RUPURED

WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!?

What the fuck is going on? the floor is coverd in, is- is that cum?

hey sis help us

oh ok ill join

NO thats not what i meant

help im drowing in your semen

im getting high off of the fumes

you two are fucked

whats happening?

wait, no, no, no, NO

my cock is growing

and your asshole is expanding, why, what did you do to me?

you made me a faggot

my body is changing, i-

fuck you, i hope you rot in hell

but why am i hard

why am i liking this?

im cumming again

ahhhh

im stuck

my dick is stuck

its to big

its to fucking big

why

why did you do this to me

its coming

i hear them

they coming to take me

they going to put me in a cage

like an animal

why nigga

why

i dont deserve this

i just wanted to be normal

to have a nice life

i thought if i fucked you, then the voices would go away

they would stop

but they just keep screaming

no

please

make it stop

please

i beg of you

please

the door is opening

they coming for me

please

save me

its over

forgive me

im sorry

i was weak

i let the voices control me

please, forgive me

please

please

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The flying dih starts his new job at the baby carrier factory. The flying dih is weirded out at the many storks around him. The flying dih’s first day was a wild one. His first kid, Asscrack,  kept trying to scam his balls from him. “You filthy little monkey man” said da flying dih. His second kid, Jarqueesh said “napeing figgers is what I do best!” The flying Dih’s comeback was “Hey, why ur peener so small?” The flying Dih was sued by the kid and had to show up to court. In court the flying Dih flew around the room busting on everyone screaming “hail” “hail” then, it started, it grew, too large for everybody. He had the biggest shit of his life right there, on the judge, and his bailiff. The bailiff had a heart attack and died. The judge and the dih went to the judge's house. The judge asked him to dinner. They went to the living room and ate dinner, and the Judge asked him how it was. He replied, with a mouth full of food, that it was very good, and the Judge said thanks, and the dih wanders of, hands slowly stroking his big penis.

One night, the dih had an epiphany. He had to tell everyone about his epiphancy. So, he decided to make a book about his epiphany.

The epiphany is that all babies are just dih shits.

That was the epiphany of the flying dih.

One day, the flying Dih got drunk and decided to take a shit on the roof of a local restaurant. "NIGGA" screamed a jiggerstoker. "HAI!" shouted the dih as he shitted. Then, the dih had another epiphany, that all humans were just dih shits. He decided that he had to write another book.

He wrote, in his second book, all about his epiphany. That humans were really just shits.

One day, the Dih decided that he needed to shit on a rooftop. But, there were no roofs to shit on. So, the Dih took his shit, and threw it on the ground. Then, the Dih decided to take a shit on a bridge. "Oh my god" the dih said. "It's so high up." But, the dih decided that it was still a good idea. So, he took a big shit on the bridge, and then flew away. Flying by, he saw a human, like no other, he never felt this before. Love? The Dih said "no" and flew home. He was tired.

One day, the flying Dih realized, that his entire family had died. His father had died in a war, his mother had died in a car crash, his sister had died in a plane crash, his brother had died of cancer. Only the Dih remained. This realization sent the Dih into a deep depression. He saw the girl again, and asked her out, no to a restaurant, but in her ass right there, unprotected. "But dih" she said wildly. "i-i-im 11" "age is just a number. now drop em nigger!" She did as she was told. "Now, put your fingers inside me." She did as she was told, and soon, the dih was inside her. The Dih had finally found true love. But, as the Dih was going to cum, the girl had a sudden epiphany. That she had a test to take the next day. And if the Dih came inside her, she would have to have an abortion, and she was against abortions. The Dih knew he had to leave. The girl left, and the Dih was heart broken.

The flying Dih had had enough. He knew he was a shit, but the people didn't. So, he took all his money, and went to an airport. "I want to go to the moon" he told the receptionist. The receptionist, looked at him funny, and gave him a ticket. "Have fun, buddy" the receptionist said. So, the Dih went to his flight. And the flight took off. And the Dih, had an epiphany. He was the the big black cock yes yes penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis penis. And he shitted on the Earth. The dih had finally realized, he was the shit of the universe. And the Universe had finally realized, the flying Dih, was the shit.

The flying dih was an asshole. All the babies in the world were assholes, the babies were dihs, the dihs were flying, and the flying dih was an asshole. This is the story of the flying dih, and how he was the asshole. The end.

One day, the Dih met a new woman, a hot woman, with a big ass, and a big set of tits. Sex he so desired, shitting made him, pretty fucking horny. The flying dih flew into the girls ass. It was heaven, her walls, were so tight. They were tighter than a baby's fist. And the dih fucked the shit out of her. Her ass was so wet, so tight. So, the dih fucked the shit out of her, and she loved every minute of it. He came, and he came hard. So hard it blew out the front. And the flying dih knew, that this was his destiny.

The flying Dih, was bored, he wanted to be a shit. The flying Dih was so bored. So, he took his shit, and ate it. "Fuck this" said the flying Dih. And he flew into the sun. The end.

The flying Dih was dead.

His name was Ben dover. He was on the couch, cock in hand, when there was a knock on the door. It was the landlord. But Ben spent his last paycheck on onlyfans.com, and didn't have the money to pay the rent. There was a pause, and then another knock. "You gonna answer it?" asked his step-sister. "Or you just gonna stare at the door like an idiot?" His sister was lounging naked on his bed, idly stroking her wet clit, her hard nipples poking out through the long blonde hair that hung over them. Ben sighed, and walked over to the door.

He opened the door. "Hi, Nigga," he said. "I know I don't have the rent, but-" Nigga cut him off. "Your time's up, kid. If you don't have the money, I'll need your sister to step outside." Ben turned, and his jaw dropped. "But, she's..." "She's what?" Nigga asked. Ben tried to think of how to explain. She was his step-sister, sure, but he wasn't even her brother. But as soon as the words left his mouth, Nigga would know. The nigga would know. He was black, and he'd known the truth all along. "If she wont, you will." Ben turned back. He looked into the nigga's eyes, and saw the truth. He looked back at his sister. She was a pretty blonde white girl. She had nice big tits, and her pussy was pink and juicy. And she was his sister. She was a virgin too. Nigga was going to take that away from her. Ben would have done anything for her, he loved her more than anything, and now he was going to have to have sex with Nigga to save her. It was a lot to process. And all Nigga did was say, "Well?"

Ben nodded. "Okay," he said. "It's a deal. I'll have the rent money for you by the end of the day." Nigga looked him in the eye, and nodded. "I'll be waiting."

Ben went to the bank. The bank manager was an old white guy. Ben begged him for a loan. "I'm sorry, Ben," he said. Ben knew his ass was going to be ripped open when he got back. Nigga wanted sex and didn't care who it was. Ben left the bank and looked up and down the street. No sign of a black man anywhere. Ben walked across the street and into a liquor store. He bought a bottle of whiskey. On his way out, he ran into the landlord. "Hey, Ben, I'm looking for your sister. Have you seen her around?" Ben looked at him. "My sister? Why would you be looking for her?" He took a drink of whiskey, and the landlord noticed the bottle. "Are you drunk?" the landlord asked. Ben shrugged. "No," he said. He looked up and down the street again. Still no black men.

Ben turned and walked down the sidewalk, taking another swig from the bottle. The landlord was talking to someone behind him, but he didn't care. He just kept walking, trying not to think about the things that Nigga was going to do to him.

"Hey, Ben, wait!" The landlord was running up to him, and Ben realized he'd forgotten to give the rent check. The landlord caught up and Ben handed it to him. The landlord looked at it and then looked back at him. "What are you doing, Ben?"

"Money or sex, i got the condom right here. Now drop em." Ben tured around to see nigga naked. His dick was just rocking back and fourth. "Nigga, I dont want it in me. Its a deal, and im good for the money, just leave my sis alone" Nigga smirked and started rubbing the condom on his dick. Ben knew the nigger wasnt going to listen, and the white boy slowly pulled down his pants. His butt was nice and firm. The nigga came up behind him and grabbed his hips, and Ben braced himself for the pain. "Oh, fuck, it hurts!" Ben cried. "Shut up, white boy, this is my city and this is my money, and your pussy belongs to me." Nigga's dick was so big, it was filling up Ben's ass and stretching it open. Ben couldn't help moaning. It was painful, but at the same time it felt good.

Nigga pushed him down on the couch and kept fucking him. He was moving his dick in and out, and Ben felt his own dick getting hard. He couldn't believe it. He was being fucked by a black man, and he was enjoying it.

"Ah, fuck," Nigga groaned. "Your ass is so tight. I love fucking white boys."

"Mmm, yeah," Ben moaned. "I love getting fucked by black men. You feel so good."

Nigga pushed his dick in and out harder, making Ben moan. "Your ass is so good, I'm gonna cum."

"Yes," Ben gasped. "Cum in me, please. I want to feel your cum inside me."

Nigga was grunting and groaning. His dick was slamming into Ben's ass, and then he groaned loudly and came. His cum filled Ben's ass, and the white boy moaned. It was so hot, and it felt so good. He couldn't believe how much cum Nigga had.

Ben was lying on the couch, covered in sweat, with Nigga's cum leaking out of his ass. His dick was still hard, and he wanted to jerk off, but he knew that if he did, Nigga would take it as a sign of weakness and make him pay the rent with sex again.

"Well, white boy, i hope you learned your lesson." Nigga put his pants back on and left the room.

Ben lay there, breathing hard. His ass was sore, and his dick was still hard. He couldn't believe what had just happened.

Ben looked down and saw that he was still wearing his clothes. He was about to stand up and take them off, but he noticed that the front door was open. He could see the landlord standing outside, talking to the black man. He was telling him that Ben and his sister had run away. Ben was a little confused. Why was the landlord telling the black man this?

The black man was shaking his head. "That's too bad," he said. "Those white kids were really something special."

Ben's heart was racing. What did the black man mean? He was a white boy, and so was his sister. The landlord was saying something, but Ben couldn't hear it.

He looked down at his hands. They were trembling. He couldn't stop thinking about what the black man had said.

"Yeah, those white kids were really something special."

"Yeah, those white kids were really something."

"Those white kids were really something special."

"They were really something."

Ben was sitting in his room, looking at his hands. They were trembling. He had just gotten a call from the landlord.

"Ben, you have to come down to the building right now."

"What is it?"

"Just get down here."

Ben had never heard the landlord sound so serious.

Ben was standing in front of the apartment building, staring at the sign. It read, "FOR SALE."

Ben's heart sank. The landlord had sold the building. He was out of a home. He would have to move.

"What are you doing here?" The landlord's voice was cold and harsh.

"I-I-I came to see the building," Ben stammered.

"The building is sold," the landlord said.

"Who bought it?"

"I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not allowed to."

Ben was silent for a moment. He didn't know what to say.

"You can't live here anymore."

Ben's heart sank again.

"Where will I go?"

"I don't know," the landlord said. "Not my problem."

Ben looked at the ground.

"How can you do this?"

"I had no choice," the landlord said.

"You're a liar," Ben said. "You always had a choice."

"Maybe," the landlord said. "But it doesn't matter. The building is sold. You have to go."

"Fine," Ben said.

"Don't say 'fine,'" the landlord said.

"Sorry," Ben said.

"Just go," the landlord said.

Ben walked away.

"And don't come back," the landlord called after him.

Ben kept walking.

He was on the bus, heading downtown. He was looking out the window, watching the buildings go by.

What he would do next he didn't know. He had no family, no friends.

He was alone.

He could hear the bus driver's voice on the loudspeaker.

"Last stop, downtown."

Ben got off the bus.

He stood there for a moment, watching the buses go by.

He didn't know where to go.

"What am I going to do?" he whispered to himself.

"You're gonna get your ass kicked."

Ben turned. A black man was standing behind him. He was tall, and had a shaved head.

"Excuse me?"

"You're gonna get your ass kicked," the black man said.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're white," the black man said.

"So?"

"This is a black neighborhood," the black man said.

"Oh," Ben said.

"You gotta learn the rules," the black man said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you're gonna get your ass kicked if you're not careful."

"I don't want to get my ass kicked," Ben said.

"Too late," the black man said.

"But-"

"Hey, it's the rules."

Ben stood there, looking at the black man.

"You're white," the black man said.

"That doesn't mean anything," Ben said.

"It does around here," the black man said.

Ben shook his head.

"You gotta learn the rules, white boy," the black man said.

Ben shook his head again.

"I'm not gonna get my ass kicked," Ben said.

The black man laughed.

"You're funny," the black man said.

Ben sighed.

"Look, can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Do you have a job?"

"A job?"

"Yeah," Ben said.

"I ain't got no job," the black man said.

"Really? I thought you had a job."

"Why'd you think that?"

"I don't know," Ben said. "You look like the kind of guy who would have a job."

The black man laughed again.

"What's so funny?"

"You are," the black man said.

Ben was silent for a moment.

"You think you're better than me, don't you?" the black man said.

"What?"

"You think you're better than me 'cause you have a job and I don't."

"No, that's not true," Ben said.

"Sure, it is," the black man said.

"No, it's not," Ben said.

The black man was silent for a moment.

"You're funny, white boy," the black man said.

"Thanks, I guess," Ben said.

"Hey, I got an idea," the black man said.

"What's that?"

"Let's go get some lunch," the black man said.

He ate it, and felt weird, it was poisoned. Ben woke up the next morning. He had a splitting headache. He opened his eyes. He was in a dark room. It was hot and stuffy. He tried to sit up, but couldn't.

"What the fuck?" he said.

He tried again.

"Who's there?" he said.

A voice came from the darkness.

"You're awake," the voice said.