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Today, I went down to the store and bought some Nutella. I started eating it while it was still hard, just little dabs at a time. That's when I noticed I found myself aroused. It was at this moment I decided to jump in the shower and turn up the heat. Once the tub filled up about half way, I unscrewed the Nutella jar and took a small sample. Once the Nutella hit my tongue my dick stood up harder than ever. Normally I use Shampoo to jack off but Nutella was just too arousing. I scooped some into my hand after cleaning the shampoo off my hands and my dick and covered that shit up. One stroke after another I felt only bliss. After about 15 minutes of jerking it, I noticed a blonde bitch staring at me. I told her she could suck off the Nutella. When she finished, she was surprised to see my 3 inch dick at attention ready for action. She laughed. I then slapped some more Nutella on my dick and she went back doing her business. I leaned back, closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation that Nutella was bringing about to me.
It was 15 minutes later that I opened my eyes. I noticed an older man, probably in his mid 30's gazing at my dick wearing the tight pink thong the same chick was wearing. I rubbed my eyes thinking it was a joke but it was not. Unsure if it was a dream, I pinched myself. It was not a dream. I told the man that he needs to go. After he left I cleaned out the Nutella from my dick and my pubes and proceeded to leave my bathroom. When I exited, I found myself walking out to a movie set. This wasn't any movie set, it was one designed for porn. I then realized that I had signed a contract for a psychedelic porno that involves Nutella mixed with cocaine and LSD. I began to melt.
I was now a puddle, a chocolate puddle filled with cum. I was like those Easter chocolate balls with the creamy vanilla center except it was cum. White cum with a hint of HIV to be exact. The porn directer decided he could not have someone like me being all over the floor so he had me sent to Hershey to be distributed to all the children for Easter. Easter came, the children ate me up and 6 hours later took a shit. I was now on my way to becoming whole again. As my body formed in the sewers, I noticed a fairy. The fairy look at me with his dark red eyes and horns and asked if I wanted to trade my soul for a normal life. I agreed.
At the blink of an eye, I appeared in my room with Nutella on my desk. My soul now gone and only life to look forward to. It was a good run.
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