My Dick Is Haunted 3
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I should probably tell you guys what happened next.
My mom had saved my life! Thanks to her lube, I was able to shoot the spooky ectoplasm out my dick! I ran upstairs and gave her a big hug. Then I remembered I forgot to put my clothes on. Oh well. I needed to thank her right away.
"Mom, look! My dick is soft! I'm safe!"
"That's wonderful, Billy! I'm so proud of you! By the way, could you please put some clothes on?"
I did that.
I ran back up to my mom and hugged her again.
"How can I ever repay you?"
"Don't worry about it. Just make sure that the next time you hug me, you're not naked."
"You betcha! Oh, and by the way... I saw you with your mouth around that guy's dick. How come you never told me that was a way to get the ghost out?"
"Well... umm... you see Billy... what I was doing to him is called a 'blowjob,' and..."
"A blowjob? So what you're saying is that... oh my God... you weren't trying to get the ghost out! You were trying to blow it inside him, you evil bitch! That's why his dick got soft after I came in the room! He's possessed now, and it's all your fault!"
I slapped her. She screamed and ran down the stairs.
I couldn't believe my mom would do something like that. If she had been hiding her evil secret from me my whole life, then what else was she hiding? I needed answers. So I went through all her drawers to see if there was anything shocking and spooky.
And then I saw it. There was a drawer full of dicks. They weren't real dicks - they were made of plastic. But they weren't normal dicks. They were haunted dicks. The ghosts growing inside them were HUGE. One of the dicks was black and over a foot long! SPOOKY!
I needed to confront her. I grabbed as many dicks as I could and ran down the stairs.
She was seated at the kitchen table, weeping softly. Maybe she got sad after I slapped her? Whatever. I dumped all the dicks on the table.
"How do you explain this, mom? HOW? What are you, some kind of ghost worshipper?"
She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Billy... I couldn't let you know about it. I knew it would make you hate me. I never wanted to be a ghost worshipper. It's just who I am. Please, Billy... please give me a chance to redeem myself."
"How could you possibly do that? How could I ever forgive you for what you did to that poor man?"
"Trust me, I can redeem myself. I never thought I would do this, but for you, I will. I have five friends who have the same curse as you."
FIVE?! Jesus, how many haunted people were there?
"I'll call them over. I'll heal them. And to prove it to you, I'll let you watch. Go upstairs and hide in the closet."
I was up there for who knows how long. I was so totally spooked that I had lost all track of time. Then my mom her friends walked in. They took their clothes off. Holy shit, were these guys haunted.
I felt a sense of relief as I watched my mom stroking their dicks. One by one, they shot their spooky ectoplasm... into her mouth.
Mother of God. She wasn't just a ghost worshipper... she was a ghost. I'm sure this wasn't the first time she'd swallowed the ectoplasm. Who knows how many ghosts had matured inside her tummy?
I burst through the closet door, dropped the camera, and pulled out my Beretta.
"NOBODY FUCKING MOVE. TELL ME THE TRUTH, YOU GUYS - HOW MANY TIMES HAS SHE DONE THIS TO YOU?"
"More times than I can count."
"Yeah, we get haunted a lot."
"Tell me the truth, mom. How long have you been a ghost?"
"I used to be a normal woman. But then, when I was 22, I swallowed the ectoplasm for the first time. I couldn't get enough of it. I'm so sorry, Billy! I can't help who I am!"
So there you have it, guys. My mother is possessed by hundreds, or even thousands, of ghosts. I've never been so spooked in my life. What do I do??? Help me, guys!!!
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