Hello, my name is james. I like to write short fiction stories. Here is one.



i just got done eating a few buckets of greasy kfc, extra crispy, and i wipe the grease off on my chest. then i think about how nice it would be to use as a lube, and i start playing with myself. the door suddenly opens and i'm embarrassed. i try to cover up, but hannah montana walks in and she knows what i was doing. she tells me what a fat dirty piece of crap i am and how only a real woman could handle me. i'm scared, and i slink back away from her. as i cower in the corner, she gets a strange look of determination and evil on her face and gives me a wry smile. "it's ok," she says. "i won't hurt you." it's then that i see she grabbed the lamp from the desk and hits me over the head with it.


when i wake up, it feels like i've been out for hours, but it's still light out so it's probably much sooner. i look down at my body and notice that i'm naked except for a diaper and my hands and feet are bound, spread eagle. also, i am covered in the remaining pieces of fried chicken from head to toe.

hannah is there, and she's naked. she's pleasuring herself with a drumstick, working it in and out of her. i start to gasp.

"don't like that?" she asks. i begin to cry. she pulls the drumstick from her greasy hole and slides it into her ass. "i bet you do," she says.

she begins to saunter over in my direction and pulls the chicken from her puckered poo-hole. sure enough, it has chunks of her breakfast on it. i'm disgusted as she shoves it into my mouth and forces me to eat it.

"yeah, baby wikes hannah's ass chicken, doesn't the widdle baby," she teases. i begin to vomit all over myself, straight up like a geyser. to hannah, it's a drinking fountain as she shoves her open mouth right into the stream and began to eat.

"om nom nom," she says through chunks of half-digested chicken and bile. she wipes her mouth and smiles and then begins to fellate me. i can't help getting an erection, despite all that has gone on. i begin to sob mercilessly.

"now you're ready," she says as she moves her pussy above my black rod of power and slides her well used gash down over it. "oooh, yeah, this is what hannah needs. fat black dick in the cunt and chicken in my ass!" she grabs some chicken wings and begins to slide them in her asshole. one, two, three, four.. i begin to lose count as a remarkable amount of chicken wings squeeze into her poop chute.

"I'M CUMMMMINNNNNG!" she screams and I can't help but cum along with her, despite the vomit that is still coming from my throat.

she rises, smiles as she stands over me, and begins to shit the chicken wings all over my face. then she picks them up and one by one sticks them in her pussy, covering them with my semen. "mmmmm i loooove cum chicken!" she whispers to me.

she then moves over to the corner, and begins to have diarrhea everywhere. if i had any more liquid in my body i would be throwing up again, but i can only retch. it smells like she had eaten onion soup for lunch, and a lot of it. she apologizes and says she has to go, and wipes her butt with her bare hand, and licks it clean. smiling, she waves goodbye and tells me one of her handlers will be in soon to clean me up.

three months later, i get a call from her father who is threatening to sue me if i don't "be a man" and take responsibility for the bastard mulatto child that is growing in her festering womb. i have no choice but to submit to my shit mistress for the rest of my life, and she never misses an opportunity to humiliate me

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