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NORMAN THE SILK WORM
NORMAN THE SILK WORM
by CARL
Once there was a young inch worm, his name, Norman.
Green, yellow, and bumpy, Norman had very many friends.
They were always over smoking grass and drinking beers.
The female inch worms were always very fond of Norman as well.
They would follow him around as if he were a movie star.
They would say things like:
“Fuck me in the silk hole, Norman”
“I’ll swallow you silk!”
Yelled the next one.
Needless to say Norman did not have any self esteem issues.
He was liked by everyone, he was loved by most, and he was hated by no one.
Norman worked as a gardener for wealthy estates in the hills.
The money was good, and he could always depend on a his regular customers for a good fuck wile the husbands were out of town.
This isn’t to say that Norman wouldn’t take a long hard cock in his ass now and then.
He wasn’t sexist.
“Sex is Sex” he would always say.
“Be it a mature house wife, with exhaustingly perky tits, or a throbbing cock jammed down my throat, I’m down!”
Time went by, Norman was building extraordinarily beautiful gardens, fucking extraordinarily beautiful women, and the occasional body builder.
One Saturday morning Norman noticed an odd looking bump in his left testicle.
This unfamiliar and unwelcome bump in his ball began to worry him, and he decided to get it looked at by a professional.
After close examination the doctor gave him the bad news:
“Norman, I hate to say this, but it doesn’t look good”
said Dr. Shorbenddown
“We will run some tests just to make sure, but I will probably have to cut your body in half and shit in your mouth twice a week, for a year.”
Giggled the doctor wile salivating from his mouth and anus.
Norman was devastated, he felt his life come to a screeching halt.
He began to ignore all the sex driven calls, from his girl toys, and even his boy toy, Erlando (he secretly liked cocks the most).
Life no longer had any meaning.
Life no longer mattered.
The phone ran one morning, “Dr. Shorbenddown” read the screen.
Nervous, sweating, and his heart palpitations off the chart he stared at the phone.
Finally, he picked up:
“Yes….”
“Norman, I have good news.
The lump in you left testicle is simply a sign of maturity in silk worms your age,
I dont know why I didn’t realize it at the time. I guess I was too busy thinking about putting your balls in my mouth”.
“Thank God!” Yelled Norman and hung up.
Feeling the urge to live once again, Norman ran into the street yelling in pure ecstasy:
“I am alive! Alive! Alive!”
Due to his excitement, Norman didn’t look both ways, and to his dismay, the oncoming bus did not have time to stop.
Norman was spread all over fifth avenue like seamen on Erlando’s chest.
He died instantly.
The End
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