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Hey, I'm writing this to see If there is anyone out there who can help me out. My name is Nathan and I'm thirty years old. On my gamer tag, I go by 'xXBIGB0SS1000Xx '. Yeah I know, but for sentimental reasons, I'm not changing it, and that's what you'll have to type if you want to see my page pop up on this site from me. I'm getting sidetracked, just know that I'm a bit of a low-life.

So, if you're gonna give me any advice it has to be more than; 'Just move out', 'Crash on a friend's couch', or 'Save up, and rent an apartment', etc... I am broke. And a loner. Plus for a better part of my 'career' all I have to show for it is gig jobs and that one time I tried to work at a burger joint, the manager was an asshole anyways. I should probably stop coming here just to use their free Wi-Fi so I'll update as soon as I can.

You guys can stop yelling at me in the comments already. I realize I didn't state my problem earlier. I don't know how to say this and I know I'm probably going to lose a lot of you or maybe everyone but... I keep getting fucked by a ghost and I need help to get rid of it. Stop!

I know what you are thinking, don't click away! I didn't believe in ghosts either until very recently and honestly, I feel like if I told anyone in real life I'd get sent to the mental ward, perhaps even become lonelier than I already am. But please just keep reading, I kept getting banned for my 'inappropriate language' and 'psychotic ramblings' on forums already on other sites and this horny web page might just be the place where I can finally be heard. So just to clarify. I, Nathan Star, of mental sound and sensibility offer you an insight into my, in no way whatsoever altered or inebriated state.

A recollection of the previous couple of weeks, so you can better help me navigate what I can do next. February 15, 2020. I lost my job, like many other people I was laid off due to an incoming virus that would soon take the world by storm. After a frantic search for any job that would hire me, I found myself on Craigslist taking any odd job I could grab. I did some moving gigs but that was just pennies compared to my incoming wave of bills and I couldn't stave off the inevitability of homelessness. I was practically having a mental breakdown by the time I saw a job appear followed by a brief description. I've copy-pasted it here, some of it might appear janky, sorry about that I couldn't fix it.

"Need House Sitter, will pay 25 an hour to live in house for an undetermined amount of time, preferably rest of life. Life long job. Call(edited out) for more details."

Scrabbling off my bed I couldn't believe my eyes, although the post itself was weird it honestly fit right in with the rest of Craigslist and I immediately called, clearing my throat I heard a voice on the other end.

"Hello, are you calling for the house sitter position?" She said in a professional tone.

"Yes, my name is Nathan, I was hoping I could be a good fit to apply for the position?" I said while trying to keep the desperation from creeping into my voice.

"Yes well, we unfortunately already had some people call earlier, so we're kinda backed up on reading resumes at the moment, I'll send you an email link to send your resume over, thank you for calling."

"Wait, I... I am desperate." If this woman saw my resume she'd get pissed at me for wasting her time making her look at the sorry excuse for a 'resume' she'd ever seen in her life.

"I'm sorry sir, I think I misheard, can you repeat that."

"You heard correctly. I am very desperate for a job and I'll do anything you tell me to. I don't have a fancy degree or work experience I can proudly point to and brag about but I am telling you now that I will work harder than anyone you will talk to. I do not take drugs, I have a clean background record, I really don't have friends to take me away from my work and I don't celebrate holidays anymore. I am a fit, healthy, thirty-year-old man, and for fun, I like to write and play video games. Will you please hire me?"

A moment of silence later I heard some paper being shuffled around, a pen clicking and heard her write something down, just then she spoke again.

"And when you say desperate do you mean you're facing homelessness as a likely possibility?"

Shamefully I answered with a defeated, "Yes."

"Do you have real ID?"

"Yeah, I live in San Francisco, California. Where will I be working at?"

"Do you like snow?"

"I guess yeah."

"Then I'm sorry sir I don't think--"

"I love snow!"

I said, spitting out the words faster than I could think.

"Great to hear the sudden change of heart! I'll send over the details to you shortly."

As she hung up I looked at my phone, a warm feeling of hope filled my chest as I felt jitters of happiness pang through me. Not to be too happy but I felt excited and a wave of sleepiness hit me as I'd been job searching for the entire night and early morning. Laying back in my bed it finally seemed to be comfortable as I soon passed out, comforted by the possibility of finally being done with my tiresome job search. Sorry I have to get started with work right now, I'll update this as soon as I can.

Okay yeah, I'm a loser I get it. You guys can call me whatever you want but you've never faced homelessness as a real possibility in your life you fucking assholes.

I'd like to apologize for any aggressive and inappropriate behavior I may have indulged in. I am aware that despite this being a site for lude and miscellaneous behavior it does not give me the right to act out in the way that I did. For those who may have been hurt by my crass comments, I sincerely apologize, and hope that you forgive me.

A couple of days passed and I was at the airport with just a carry-on. I figured It wouldn't be worth the hassle of transporting all my stuff considering I was at the end of my rope and already sold most of my valuables. Hearing a buzz from my phone I was told I'd be taken by a private aircraft. And to meet the black woman named 'Chess', on the tarmac by the dark green jet. Approaching I saw her, around average height and weighing maybe around two hundred pounds, and very strong, not just physically but just the way she presented herself. Immediately she took my bag and guided me inside.

"I'll be flying with you, I believe you already know my name so I'll skip the pleasantries. Nathan yes?" She spoke with the cadence of a lawyer.

"Yes," I said quickly, nervous that this was some sort of secret interview process.

Heading into the jet and getting situated she spoke, "I wanted to say that you've shown great promise. I wanted to congratulate you for coming this far. A toast to future fortune." holding up a champagne glass to me I had to hesitantly decline.

"Sorry, I don't drink, I don't have an alcoholic past or anything, it's just a personal principle of mine."

"A man of principle, I like that. Well, your journey here must've been tiresome, refrain from keeping a front for me, it will be a long ride and I plan on getting to know you. My Boss tells me that you were one of her top picks. Why is that?" Coyley her eyes squinted as she sipped on her champagne, kicking her leg over the other in her suave pinstripe two-piece suit, that complimented her formal pointed black leather shoes. Shortly after the intercom came on and the captain spoke.

"Buckle in for the time being, you will be allowed to roam around in about five minutes after take off." After a bit of time, I unbuckled my seatbelt to lay back more comfortably, craning my neck to stretch, I saw that Chess was making her way to the bathroom.

And was taken aback by just how broad her bottom was, let alone how much it ate at her pants, stretching the already strained fabric that somehow stuck together. It looked like she could cover my whole torso with that thing...snapping out of it I relaxed and began to look into the mini fridge for some cold water, managing to grab the last one. Sitting back and enjoying the ride, a while later Chess came back into the room and sat right next to me.

"I hate to ask, but can you please grab me an ibuprofen from the bathroom medicine cabinet? Behind the mirror, my stomach is causing me some pain, I don't want to get back up again."

"Oh, sure no problem... mind scooching just a bit for me to get out?"

"No."

We were somewhat in a restaurant booth seating style which made this task feel much more daunting, especially with such a curt response I felt I still needed to do as I was told in fear of possibly not getting the job. Sliding over I awkwardly gave an impromptu lap dance as I tried to shimmy over, what I didn't expect was to feel a raging hardon that poked my butt. Ignoring it I tried to continue over, but knowing just how low the table was and her thick thighs, it only gave me half a foot of space to work with while trying to slide my thighs over hers, or his? I kinda slept during sex ed and must've skipped the part about Futa's. I've never really noticed them in my life until now, I'm progressive and all but as a general rule of thumb, even if you're a man or woman.

Please keep it to yourself, no stranger is going to immediately fall for you once they see a dick pic. Sliding over she guided my hips, trying to balance. I stumbled a bit before I managed to make it out with my anal virginity. My butt felt warmer as I felt her buck her hips just a bit as I left.

"Watch yourself," she said as I continued to the bathroom. A little peeved I brushed it off and opened the door, the absolute smell of utter shit entered my nose and immediately covered it. A heavy fog dissipated as I quickly shut the door behind me to cover the coughing fit I was about to go through, an airheaded mistake but I was not about to look bad in front of a woman who clearly could fire me at any moment. There's no way to describe the taste of sulfuric shit that singed my eyes and nose but I quickly opened the medicine cabinet only to have everything spill out as the plane had some turbulence. Heaving I doubled over and took deep mouthfuls of breath, just to coat my lungs with the foul hot stench that filled me, what kinda hell could a woman that size produce?

What human could do that? Heaving as I quickly opened the lower cabinet for some can of air freshener I quickly grabbed one and began to spray, empty. Delirious, I threw it against the wall and made it to the toilet, almost throwing up as I saw the greenish-brown butt sludge almost reach the brim of the toilet seat. It was most definitely clogged as my attempt to flush was met with a groan from the pipes. Taking my chances I stumbled back onto the floor and opened my eyes fully to quickly scan the bottles of medicine, by the end of the ordeal I was lightheaded and weak as I quietly left the bathroom having organized everything back into the cabinet and left with the bottle.

"I see you managed to grab the tiny thing. Hand it here, thanks for going for me. I think I forgot to leave the toilet seat raised, apologies for the improper toilet etiquette."

"No problem," I said while sitting on the opposite side of her. What kind of animal was she? Opening it she dropped it on her lap, the pills spilling everywhere on the floor as she gave a frustrated sigh, then looked at me, "Let me help you out." Hunched and still lightheaded I tried very hard to adjust my eyes to the dark as the white carpet and pills blended in seamlessly, hindsight is 20-20 and just as I feel now she definitely planned this all from the very beginning. Eyes still burning I just felt around until I felt some that spilt.

"Do you know how many dropped? I only found a few."

"Keep looking, make sure you've found them all. I'm unsure of the count but just tell me how many you have before you come up." Just then I hit my head hard, and I mean hard as I saw stars fill my vision as the plane hit a bad patch of air or something, the captain saying something about how the turbulence would only worsen as I rubbed my head.

"While you're down there could you please take my shoes off? They're stuffy from my early morning around the airport, it would just be more convenient for me." Convenient for her? How about me! Still overcoming the from my aching head I mumbled a tired "Sure." As I started to grab at one of her shoes.

However, I was nervous about hitting my head again so I laid down on my stomach and untied her shoes. Quickly the steamy aroma from her hot loafers made being under the table suffocating as her foot stench was cheesy and stunk like she'd run laps up and down the airport tarmac. Pulling through I managed to grab the other shoe as I felt her hot foot lay on my shoulder, looking over I felt my upturned nose run into her sweaty toes as her thin ankle sock did little to separate her funky smell from the outside world. Cocking my head away I tried to speak until I heard a loud fart rattle her leather seat as she pulled her fat buttcheek to the side.

"Hurry up and get my ibuprofen. My stomach is not getting any better here," she said as if she hadn't just told me to take off her shoes just now. Really how far was she going to torture me? I know I wanted this job but even this was starting to push it. My phone buzzing on top of the table I stopped in my tracks as I asked her to pass me my phone to see who it was.

"It says scam likely, I'll hang it up for you."

"Thanks." Untying her other shoe a waft of sweat and cheese again attacked me as I quickly began to search for the pills again, hard as it was my eyes had adjusted, and the pain from her earlier dump had faded away, despite the bad taste in my mouth I continued onward as I began to get out from under my stinky prison.

"Where are you going?"

"I've got all the pills that fell."

"How many," She said with a suspicious tone.

"Twelve I think, how many does the bottle say it should have?"

"Fifteen, look around my seat, It might've fallen under me." Crawling over I was met again with her gorging member imprinted on her pantsuit.

"Um, can you sit a little? So I can see better." Watching her fat butt lift off the seat was memoizing as her firm but juicy ass lifted up from her seat, however, my ogling was cut short as I was met with the steam press smell of shit that ingrained itself on her leather seat. A sheen of ass sweat reflected the light a bit as I saw the three remaining pills tucked all the way into the crack of her ass. Scrunching my nose I tried to think of a kind way to tell her as I felt the heat emanating from her body and chair, just then a wave of drowsiness hit me as I saw my vision double, trying to keep it together I carefully plucked the pills from her deep ass and got out.

"Here, need anything else?" Why the hell would I say that? Honestly, I still can't believe it even as I'm writing this, anyways this is getting pretty long and I have to go do some yard work, I promise all of this will be relevant later but for now just hang on, peace out.

Wow, seems like a lot of you are interested, if anyone of you specializes in lawsuits can you please let me know if I have a case on my hands? Abuse of persons or something lawyerly like that? Thanks, anyway, back to what I was saying. Handing back her the pills I asked if she needed any help, which she graciously asked if I could sit next to her again,

"We still have a couple of hours ahead so I'd like to lean my head on your shoulder, I know this is a tad inappropriate but it just helps me sleep better."

I feel like I'm in a different reality but I comply and begin to hobble over her again, my ass nearly grazing her stomach. I try to shuffle my way there as the plane abruptly leans to the side causing me and Chess to lean all the way over to the wall, sitting on her hot member I kinda panicked as I felt that we've almost died, grandma died in a plane accident, traumatized me when I was little don't ask. Still drowsy and dizzy I tried to get up and off her but all I managed was to gyrate on her hardening member, leaned on her, my left arm behind her head, I was practically sitting on her like Santa she then uttered a guttural,

"Fuckin tease." She quickly wrapped her left arm around my torso and sniffed the side of my chest. I don't think I'm gay but by the time it was over I was bent over the table with my ass dripping and covered in futa cum. Her socks in my mouth and spandex underwear on my head, I was left to smell her privates as she aligned the asshole part on my nose. I think during this I tried to fight back? It was hard to remember from the beginning but I heard her tell the captain to

"Shut the fuck." And that he "put too much in the water." There was definitely a lot of grabbing, I think at some point I was winning but even as I'm typing this I still feel that bruise from the punch she landed on my liver. For those who ever watched someone, or had gotten punched in the liver, you know that you have to curl up into a ball and cry. But whatever I took definitely lulled the pain, I was still on my knees holding my side but I was at least not crying.

I think she took the time to knot her tie around my neck and make me eat her ass out from the way she would tug me hard until I choked. I definitely remember it being dark for five minutes at a time as she repeatedly made me lick her long taint. Gulping down a fart and sniffing her butt I for sure came a couple of times when she had me against the wall fucking her butt. My hips practically disappeared under her mass as I felt her slick up and down my length. Didn't appreciate her dirty talk though, sticks and stones and all that but for sure she made me insecure from my premature ejaculation, definitely was hurt when she made me go through it eight more times.

I do regret pulling her hair though. She yelped and quickly had me in a chokehold, wrestling up and down the length of the plain. We practically trashed the place and I was squirming in her grip until I felt her dig her tongue in my ear. She had me panting like a rabid dog on the floor as I felt the world come into focus again as I saw her heft her hot sack above my face. I think she was suffocating me with her ass and junk but I couldn't tell from the thick stench of sex that was prominent on her not member that had me mesmerized. Her ball slime still plastered all over my nose and mouth full of butt gunk. I reached up and began to stroke her penis, just for her to slam it on me.

The next thing I knew we were drinking some orange juice quietly on the floor. I actually remember this part quite well because she told me the reason her name, or rather nickname was Chess is because her parents had two kids. Since she was considered the 'smart' one, unlike her sister who was brash and liked to trample anything in her path like Godzilla she was nicknamed checkers. So Chess & Checkers. I find it quite adorable even now, we kept talking until we had a disagreement and began to bicker, then banter, then start to kill and fuck each other again.

I don't know how but somewhere she slipped super Viagra in my orange juice because by the time we started fighting again not only were my balls full of cum but I couldn't for the life of me stop cumming. Even things I found disgusting made me horny when I splattered the floor with cum while she had my head in the toilet bowl eating her waste. The toilet was able to flush again once I was done as she washed my gullet with her hot piss. Taking my shirt off, she waterboarded me in the sink to get the shit out of my face. My favorite Polo shirt by the way. Then made me drink four mouthfuls of her steamy pee.

I heard something over the intercom but couldn't piece it together until she let me go, unwrapping her strong thighs around my face and pulling her thick cock out of my throat. I heard her yelling something about making the trip a little longer, then again I was plunged into the tight cavern of her thick thighs as I heard my heartbeat in my ears and the rushing sound of thick cock sliding in and out. My hands firmly on my sides and legs limp I blew bubbles out my nose that collected on the edges of my mouth and nose. I heard the muffled sounds of orgasmic ecstasy when I felt her pull tight and raise my head till I met the base of her cock, a thick and creamy liquid filled my stomach and throat that soon shot out my nose and dripped down to the floor in an increasing puddle of futa cream. My cock soon sputtered again but nothing compared to her thick manhood.