93. I'm Your Hoe. You're My Hoe. I'm J-Hoe.

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Something strange has been going on lately. Ever since you moved into your new neighborhood, you've found yourself being followed by a particularly thirsty young man. Now I don't wanna throw around the S-word, but I do believe you got yourself a there fine stalker. Sorry, my inner hillbilly just came out. Lemme tuck it back in my assholbun. 

Aight, cool. It's back up in there. Now I'll continue.

So it's happened twice now, your run-in with this fuqboi. The first time, he came up to you as you were walking home with your bag of groceries (had to stock up on jams for your pantry and some more chicken noodle soup AND SPRITE). It happened so fast, you didn't even have time to kick him in the head. 

He came out of nowhere, getting himself all up in your grill, quite aggressively pulling down his hoodie, getting in your face and saying, "Puss!"

He came out of nowhere, getting himself all up in your grill, quite aggressively pulling down his hoodie, getting in your face and saying, "Puss!"

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"Okayyyyyy," you said, confused as hell and maybe mildly turned on depending on your current level of J-Hoe. 

But anyway, you got away from him before he could eat you and you ran home with your asscheeks clenched and put away your groceries, shooketh about what had just happened. Was this a bad neighborhood? Was he a rapist, mama? You didn't know.

Regardless, a week went by with no further incident, until you saw him again. Sure, he had changed his hair because Korean dudes dye their hair a new color every three days, or so I've been told. But it was HIM. You were sure of it. 

You knew you should have walked away. Could feel it itching in your very bones. But still, dude was pretty hot, had to hand it to him. So as he stared you down like you were a plate of kimchi fried rice, you found yourself drawn in. 

You walked up to him. He immediately started gyrating his sexi hips. Then, at the end of his little mating dance, he pointed right at your camel toe and said, "Pussy."

The hell was going on? Didn't this guy know any other words? Was there something wrong with your fupa? You had so many questions but no answers

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The hell was going on? Didn't this guy know any other words? Was there something wrong with your fupa? You had so many questions but no answers.

What would you do?

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