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Subject: {ASSM} EZRA GETS SOME BROWN LOVE  (M-trans. Scat piss humil)
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EZRA GETS SOME BROWN LOVE  (M-trans. Scat piss humil)
By Honore de Ball Sack
email:  HonoreDeBallSack@cumy.com




     "Damn I'm fuckin horny," said Ezra.  "My girlfriend isn't ethnic enough.  I 
mean, she's only half Jewish and not Black at all!  I need to find me a real 
woman."

     Ezra's sweet, loving girlfriend was away at college, studying hard so she could 
get a high paying job and support both of them after she graduated.  But Ezra, 
being a horny and callous scumbag, ignored what little conscience he had and 
headed outside to find some pussy.

     He walked down to the local deli to buy some malt liquor to loosen his tongue.  
After buying a tallboy of King Cobra, he cracked it open on the corner and sipped 
on it sensually.  Some scantily clad sluts passed by and ignored him.  "Hm," he 
said.  "Perhaps I will have to lower my standards a wee bit."  

     Just then, a seven-foot tall Black she-male walked by, her ridiculous high 
heeled boots clopping on the sidewalk like a horse.  She only had a couple days' 
worth of stubble on her beautiful and heavily made-up face, and her arms were 
scarred by a few years' worth of heroin track marks.  Ezra instantly got an 
erection.  

     The she-male ambled up to him and said "Hi baby.  You lookin' for a date 
tonight?  I got a tight little man-pussy for you.  My name's Amanda, with 
emphasis on the MAN.  It's French and shit."  

    "Man-pussy, eh?" said Ezra, intrigued by this beautiful Nubian princess.  

    "Shit yeah," the she-male replied, "and if you want, you can suck on my big ol' 
man-clit, yo.  You ever sucked a man-clit before?"

    Without answering, Ezra slipped her a five dollar bill and led her back to his 
apartment.  He tore off her foul-smelling fishnet stockings and sequined tank top.  
"Now, what was that you were saying about this so-called man-clit?"  

     Amanda whipped out her eight inch, uncircumcised man-clit.  Ezra was 
shocked. "That looks more like a penis to me," he said, feeling betrayed.  

     "No baby, don't worry," said Amanda, packing a crack pipe full of rocks. "I 
told you it's a mothafuckin man-clit.  Now shut up and get suckin."  Ezra had no 
choice but to obey.  He dropped to his knees and took the gigantic erection into his 
tight little mouth.  He gagged at the filthy tasting tool rubbing against his virgin 
tonsils.  He looked up for approval, but Amanda was busy inhaling a load of rock 
cocaine.  He suppressed the strong urge to vomit and kept sucking.  

     "Y'all got any cocaine here?" asked the aroused she-male.  "I smoked up all my 
shit just now."   Ezra shamefully nodded no.  Amanda's gigantic cock was slowly 
shriveling up as the crack high wore off.  "Sheeit," she said scornfully.  "You just 
don't know how to treat a mothafuckin lady!  You ain't got no class at all." 

     With that, she let loose a stream of hot yellow piss onto Ezra's face.  "Drink 
that shit, bitch," she told her obedient slave.  He drank all of the revolting fluid, 
except for a few drops which dribbled down his chin.   He was starting to regret 
picking up this "lady," and suddenly missed his kind, gentle girlfriend who would 
never force him to submit to such degrading and unnatural acts.  But it was too late 
for such thoughts now.  

     Amanda was getting aroused again.  "You know, you ain't been payin much 
attention to my man-pussy.  Hows about you go downtown for a while.  Come on 
bitch, eat my man-pussy good."   She spread her hairy ass-cheeks apart wide and 
bent over.  Ezra was nauseated by the stench but reluctantly stuck out his tongue.   
"Do a good job, bitch," said Amanda.  "My hemmorhoids are fuckin killing me." 

     Ezra had already noticed the hemmorhoids on Amanda's unwashed asshole.  
He spat on them and started licking as the horny transvestite moaned with 
pleasure.  "Hell yeah, that works better than mothafuckin Prep H," screamed the 
she-male as the virginal saliva soothed her inflamed cornhole.  

     Suddenly Ezra's darkest and most terrifying nightmares came to life.  Amanda 
let loose a stream of hot, brown shit into his open mouth.  She screamed with 
demented joy and dropped a second turd onto his face, which he swallowed 
without chewing.  Powerful waves of nausea hit Ezra as the shit worked its way 
back up his throat.

     "Wipe my ass with your tongue," she yelled.  He quickly vomited on the floor 
and commenced licking her asshole clean.  After several minutes the job was done.  
Amanda put on her stockings and shirt, and zipped up her thigh-high leather boots.  
Ezra had been thoroughly degraded by the revolting acts of the last hour.  Lying on 
the floor in a pool of urine, shit and his own vomit, he looked up to see Amanda 
snapping chewing gum and looking at him with a greedy glimmer in her eyes.   

     "Y'all got a fuckin tip for me or what?" she asked.  

     Ezra shook his head in shame.  "Sorry, Amanda, I don't."

     "Sheeit.  Just like I said, you don't know how to treat a fuckin lady."  She 
turned and stomped out the door.

***
     Early the next morning, the phone rang.  Ezra's girlfriend told him how much 
she missed him.

     "So what did you do last night?" asked the sweet college girl.  

     Ezra, still covered with disease-ridden bodily fluids, cleared his throat and lit a 
cigarette.  "Oh, not much," he lied.  "I went out with my friends.  We had a couple 
of beers, then I came home and went to sleep.  I miss you too."


     

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