It was my dream to finally have my own place, but I didn’t know it would be so much work. As I unloaded the final box from my trunk, I felt a tap on my shoulder. “Do you need a hand this soft                                                 voice said”. As I turned to see who it was I dropped the box of glasses I was holding. “fuck” I mumbled. As I knelt down to clean it up this beautiful stranger bent over to help me. “I’m so sorry, let me help you” she said. As I watched her clean up the broken glass I couldn’t help but get a hard on. She had long dark hair with light green eye’s, and really tan skin. She smelled like she just stepped out of the shower. “My name is Mandy” she whispered. It felt like I was in a trance. I couldn’t spit out my own fucking name. “whats wrong, a cat got you’re tongue?” she laughed. “My name is Wilbur I stammered”. “Well its nice to meet you Wilbur” she smiled, and extended her hand. As I shook her hand I was thinking about every which way I wanted to fuck her. She took the box of broken glass, and walked over to the dumpster to throw it away. I couldn’t take me eye’s off of her. She was wearing a tight pair of blue jean cut off shorts, with a pink tank top that showed off her tan. “Why don’t you go inside and get cleaned up, then meet me in my apartment” She said. “Which one do you live in?” I asked. “Just follow the smell of fresh peach pie” She laughed. Before I could even shut the door to my apartment, I was soak and wet with sweat. Something about this woman had me all fucked up. I have to say I’m not the best looking of men. I stand about five 5″8 inches tall and weigh about 270lbs. I have a bad problem with acne, and I walk with a slight limp. Allot of people think I have a club foot. As I got my big ass into the shower, I heard a knock at my door. “One minute!” I yelled. As I toweled off and went into my bedroom to get dressed, Mandy was lying on my bed. I thought this was a dream, nothing ever happens this awesome to a lonely guy like me. “I thought I would let myself in”, she said. All I was wearing was an old snoopy beach towel, and I was shitting hangers. I was scared stiff. I just kept wishing she didn’t ask me to drop my towel. “Well you going to get dressed or what? Take that towel off you big corn fed mule” She giggled. ” I wanna see what you’re working with under there” Said Mandy. Its been awhile since I could see my own cock with the size of my belly,but what did I have to lose. I dropped my towel, and there I was in all my glory. My dick looked like a glob of silly putty, with a mush-room head. My nickname in the locker room in high school was sh-room. She just giggled, and told me to throw on my shorts. ” I hope you’re not disappointed in my manhood” I told her. “Its not the size of the creature, its how much fire it can breath” She said. As I tied up my shoes, she kept rushing me. “Hurry up,lets go to my place” she said. As we walked down the hall to her apartment I really could smell fresh peach pie. “Damn That pie smells good” I said. “I just baked it not even an hour ago” she said. As she opened her door she told me to have a seat in the big fluffy lazy boy next to the T.V. As I sat down, she yelled in from the next room if I wanted some fresh lemonade. I was feeling little thirsty from moving all my shit in so I yelled back “hell Yeah!” When she came back into the living room she was wearing just a pink pair of panties, and black high heels. “Do you like what you see big boy?”she asked. All I could do was drool. Her Tits were beautiful, and her legs were so tan and long. She handed me the lemonade and told me to enjoy the show. As I sat back she got in front of me and bent all the way over and slid down her panties. I was staring directly into her brown eye. As she started to stand up she cracked a tiny fart. “Excuse me” she said. The smell that came from this tiny angel was enough to kill big foot. It reeked of spoiled milk, but I was willing to dismiss it. As I took a drink of the lemonade, I almost gaged. “Whats wrong sweaty?” she asked. “It tastes like piss!” I screamed. “That’s because its my own special brew, freshly squeezed from my rotten hooch” she whispered. “Just relax” she said, hand cuffing my hands behind my back. “What the fuck!” I yelled. As I sat there I was getting a really bad vibe about this. “How much do you want me big boy”? she asked. When she said that everything else flew out the window. ”I want you so bad baby!” I screamed. She stood up and ran to the kitchen. She came back carrying a knife, and some rope. She knelt down and tied my feet together, then she cut my shirt off. “You are so sexy” she kept telling me. I had a really bad taste in my mouth from the piss I just drank. I kept waiting for her to kiss me, but she just kept slapping my big bare belly. I was in some real pain after awhile. “Do you wanna suck my dick sweetie?” I asked. “in you’re dreams fat boy” she laughed. I didn’t like being all tied up, and hand cuffed. I felt so vulnerable. Before I knew it she grabbed my feet and drug me to the floor. I felt so fucking helpless. She ran back to the back room and grabbed a long piece of plastic, and a child’s potty. So many thougths were running through my head. She spread out the plastic, and rolled me over onto it. She looked me right in the eye’s, and said “I hope you like potty games sweety”. I was lost. I didn’t know what to think. Right after she said that she put the potty over my face. As I started to scream she put a gag ball in my mouth, and told me it was for the best and she would be right back. I was lying there sweating, I thought she was going to kill me. When she returned she was walking with an elderly man telling him it was bathroom time. As she walked him over to me she looked down and smiled. She told me he was deph, and blind, so I could scream as loud as I wanted. As I lyed there with this toilet over my face I knew what was coming next unfortunatly. I watched as she undid his PJ’s and guided his ass over the childs potty. Before I knew it there was a set of wrinkly nuts about an inch from my lips, and a swollen asshole stairing back at me. As she stroked his head she looked down at me and said “grandad had lots of prune juice last night”. I was in horror. With a snap crackle pop the old mans ass opened up like old faithful and he shot a greenish yellow liquid shit all over my face. It felt like someone threw acid in my face. My eye’s were burning out. I just kept thinking what did I do to deserve this? Before I could gather my thoughts, the old man made a grunt and shot more ass juice all over me. Mandy kept looking down at me with a devlish grin. I thought I was in hell. After the last drop of shit hit my face, she whipped his ass and led him back to the back room. When Mandy returned she had a wash rag and began cleaning my face. What the fuck I thought. What was going on. “Wake up big fella” she kept saying. When I opened my eye’s I was lying on my back in the parking lot bleeding from my forhead. “You must have hit you’re head pulling this box from you’re trunk” she said. “Why don’t you go get cleaned up, and come to my place for some freshly squeezed lemonade” she said. I thought for a minute, “I think I’ll pass” I said.