Womb Shifter

The very first day the lockdown was lifted, see me in action 

I quickly called Ogechi and told her I was on my way 

We had already been planning and preparing for the day Buhari will call off the compulsory stay-at-home order 

"Womb shifter, have u started coming, don't forget the name of the busstop o!" Oge said over the phone  

"Man eater, cucumber swallower, I won't. I have the voice note and the address you texted...nothing can keep me from our parte after parte today." I swore.

See me all dressed and ready for Marathon sex. 

I bought one pack of kiss and stuffed it inside my wallet, then I sprayed perfume all over even inside my boxers and jumped a little from the hotness, I hurriedly did ten push-ups and marched out of the house, military style.

It's action time baby! 

See eh, I met Oge in one of the relationship groups on facebook. My post was approved where I talked about how long a real man should last, and she replied with an hour or two.

I boasted that an hour is for boys and real men don't stop till the woman faints...5 mins later, she inboxed me and that was how we talked until we agreed to meet and find out the answer to my question. 

I entered the bus and was disappointed when my favorite spot, by the widow, was already taken, but my anger was short lived as it was taken by the most beautiful, sweet looking angelic shaped black beauty I have ever seen. 

There's something about black skin girls that makes my head swell and my tongue weak. Especially when they are adorned with small breasts and big ass, I'm an arse man and prefer the boob's small and firm. 

I could tell from her sitting position that it wasn't her height that made her appear tall even while seated, but the size of her ass.

I was already warm inside, and boy,  her boob's were small,round and perfect. This was exactly who I have been searching for. 

I smiled and showed my gap tooth 

She smiled back 

A good sign

The witches we have in Lagos State will never smile when you smile at them, some will even hiss like snakes. Lagos girls are always frowning as if they are angry at the world. Aggressive set of people.

"I'm Richard," I said, but didn't extend my hand for a handshake because the fear of Covid19 is still the beginning of wisdom.

She smiled again and replied, "I'm Uche. Won't you shake my hand? "

We both laughed and that was the beginning of an amazing conversation, I was so close to cancelling my appointment to shift womb, but I had invested too much on that match to give up now, and so just before I got to the bus stop I was to alight, I asked for her number and she took my phone and dialed it.

The bus got to the bus stop and I alighted 

I dialled the number immediately and the operator said it didn't exist

I called again, and got the same feedback 

I checked the number and realized it was 10 digits instead of 11

I was alarmed 

I quickly screamed, "Stop that bus, please stop the bus!"

I was shouting as I ran after the bus

"Wrong number, wait please, wrong number!" I pursued the bus screaming

I was pointing at the bus and running after it so hard and soon enough, passersby got the attention of the driver and stopped the bus

"What is it?" Everyone asked alarmed 

Trust Lagosians, everyone gathered to gossip

"Oga you forget something?" the driver asked from the steering 

I ignored him and ran to the window where Uche sat, she was staring at me, bemused 

"You gave me wrong number" I was breathing fast and brought out my phone to show her

"What?!!!" The passengers thundered 

"You mean you stopped the bus because of woman!" the driver screamed 

"Born bastard!" the conductor shouted 

"Paattt!" someone slapped me from the window and before I could recover from the blow, the driver and conductor descended on me

Even the passengers joined, but the one that pained me the most was Uche, even Uche joined them to beat me

It was her slap that even knocked me out

I woke up in a room, at first I thought it was heaven because of the beautiful angel that was peering down at me, then I realized it was Oge

It so happened that she was at the bus stop waiting for me to alight, when I did and ran after the bus, and so she witnessed everything from an eye witness perspective, first hand.

After I passed out, she begged some guys and they carried me to her house  

"How long was I unconscious?" I asked as I tried to get up 

"2 hours." she replied, sitting beside me on the bed and staring at me expressionless

I looked up at her, she is indeed beautiful, she wore a very short black pencil skirt that highlighted her well rounded figure and a yellow crop top, exposing her flat tummy and hugging her big breasts.

I could see her white panties from her sitting position.

"Thank you for bringing me back." I said 

"I had to get my transport fare back from you and I couldn't search you while unconscious, it took a lot of persuasion before they believed I knew you." she said and stood up. 

I licked my lips and forgot the pain I just received as my cock grew immediately she stood to her full height, baring her long legs. I smiled at her and tried to put my hands under her exposed thighs 

"So, are you ready for my super cucumber, you man slayer?"

Whoop!!! 

She slapped me so hard, and used a very long cane to beat the shit out of me till I fainted again.

I woke up this time around in the hospital.

"Where am I?" I asked the nurse attending to me

"Isolation center!" the nurse said from behind her mask

"No, I don't have corona. Na beat I chop no be virus." I panicked as I tried to explain myself. 

"The good Samaritan that brought you said you will lie about it. No worry, we will quarantine you for two weeks and monitor you.

Rest now,  beans will be ready soon!"

I screamed!

Something indeed must kill a man. 

The End

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne