I am happy with that... (Patreon)

-Hey fagot! I'm done with the bathroom, later Jeremy will come to fuck the house so I had to shave my balls. I made a mess in the bathroom, clean it up and when you're done I don't want to see you outside your room, last time I had your old friends They saw you at the house I had to make up that you were my loser uncle and your wife kicked you out of the house because she found out you were a fag, can you believe it? you and me family? anyway…enjoy the cleanup-

How long has it been? 2 years ago? I still remember the horrible feeling when I woke up on the cold floor of the gym, I thought I had suffered some kind of dizziness in the gym but instead, this pig stole my body with his damn magic amulet that he always wears around his neck.

and while I was struggling to drag myself with this body full of fat to some machine to lean on it and stand up, he took off his shirt and began to give a show to everyone in the gym, with his disgusting hands he rubbed my dick on my underwear, flexing the muscles that I worked so hard in the gym and then started licking them while everyone in the gym talking about it.

I yelled, cried, and even tried to hit him but now with this 300-pound body… well I'm really slow. they dragged me away from the gym and my body while I was begging for him to give me back what was mine, I waited for him to leave the gym and I went directly to pray to him on my knees to undo this shit and he with the most perfect and arrogant smile that he had seen in that face he only told me -Maybe... if you behave well FAGGOT! someday I will return your body to you... now, why don't you tell me which one is my car?-

Since then I have been living in this horrible and obese body and the only way I have found to see my family and my friends with the hope of returning to my life is by sharing the apartment with the person who stole everything from me, I don't know if it was My best idea but it's the best I can do, while he sleeps in the big room I sleep in the small room next door, he uses my room as a closet and to store all the bodybuilding trophies he's been accumulating for some time.

Living with him is horrible, he treats me like his slave and leaves me all the dirty work while he has fun fucking my friends while he screams making sure I hear every one of his ejaculations while I masturbate with my little cock on the other side of the wall, I'm not even gay! but there is something inside me that stops me from resisting getting a boner every time he yells at me or treats me like the trash I am.

I... I already lost hope I don't think he will ever return to my body, but if he allows me to be close to his real body even while I vacuum the pubic hairs from the bathtub I am happy with that...

VER. ESP:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1dvGaHu0vCZh1AqFr2a1PvSy4c8g_Y0rDzYY3X0B8YYo/edit?usp=sharing