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Man, a black dude has been fucking my ass hard.

It started in mid-2021. I finally gave a blowjob I enjoyed enough to care about (in a grocery store, ironically), and was doing well enough for myself. I swallowed the ropes rather quickly, made a few work friends I could chat with during breaks and to help pass the time, and just 4 months in, my pimp was telling me I'd be considered for a gimp role that had a $5 pay differential.

Eventually, my brother started working with me, which made things even more promising. Things seemed to be looking up for me after struggling to hold anything down for years due to a poor gag reflex and cavities. I could get a new car, start saving up for my own place, and maybe even buy my fiance that strap on so I can finally get pegged by her properly.

Then, in one week, everything seemed to go down hill.

I woke up one day, like any other, and around the middle of it started noticing things were...different inside my body. Quite different. For starters, I was having painful shits several times a day. My breathing had turned labored and shallow from too much anal. I was tired more often from no extra exertion. I had random spouts of rose budding, and I noticed my appetite heavily decreased.

Something deeply concerning was wrong with me.

Fast forward about five months. My fiance and I have saved up some money for the first time since we came out together, and nothing got better. Only worse.

One day, I was stepping into the shower and found myself with a black man instantly getting hard for no discernible reason. I attempted to carry on, ignoring the sensation of his arms caressing my shoulders, and that's when it began. My ass started getting pounded, and unevenly so. Some thrusts were painful, but all were felt. I began to get lightheaded and dizzy.

I have a pretty substantial fear of AIDS. It wasn't so substantial until I met the love of my life. Now, the thought of not getting to take care of her and experience some kind of life with her frightens me to the core. You could say she's become my primary joy out of life ever since I was thrusted into the nightmare of her spiked strap on .

So one can easily imagine what was going through my head as I shakily threw some random clothes on and stumbled out of the bathroom, yelling for her to call 911.

I was transported to the nearest hospital 25 minutes away via ambulance. My life partner followed us in her car as I lied upon a stretcher fearing for my bleeding asshole while a breathing mask blasted nitrous oxide into my face to increase the pleasure. The 2 demented EMTs attached a plethora of clamps to my nipples and spewed S&M jargon at each other. I remember 1 of them was apparently a rookie dom, and had to be corrected several times on procedures and equipment use, which of course did little for my bloody asshole at the time.

Several blood tests, urine samples, chest shitting and facials later, I was officially diagnosed with:

Nothing. The emergency room doctors couldn't find out exactly what was wrong with me. They said they ran the "Iron Man gauntlet" up my ass and that, besides my wide sphincter which I've known about for years, nothing concrete was showing up.

The desperation was then born.

Its funny, people always want the answers to every little thing in life. To know the truth ahead of time. To be in control of everything they think they can be.

I got to taste what it was like to have nothing but cum for days. On one of the largest scales possible.

A few more months pass. I was fired from my job for giving bad head too many times because some days, the headaches would not want to cease whenever I moved my head back and forth. Some days my breathing was just so bad I knew I would throw up at some point if I went in for a shift.

I've been pretty much jobless since then. My health has definitely improved, but I haven't had a good ass pounding again in a couple months now. My breathing is still shaky most of the time. Some weeks I'm normal, some I'm using a banana a few times a day, which doesn't sound like much, but its a fuckton.

And it doesn't end there.

Just last week, I've seem to developed crabs, which is a type of infestation. Every day their biting can be piercing, such as red bumps or even bleeding. I've been getting woken up by an "attack" where my balls look like a crime scene due to being so bloody, only for the critters to torture me via my ass hair (half the reason for my having to shave).

I've got quite a lot going on with me physically, and I can't seem to put my finger on a lot of the causes. All I know is this: I have a lot of cocks to suck in my foreseeable future.

Everybody knows I suck. I'm 22 and having all of these dicks, and I don't exactly...do a lot. Maybe that's part of the problem, I don't know. The gist of what I've learned is this: take care of the shaft, but equally as important, don't be afraid to accept a load. If you're going to spit, tell someone. And if they offer anything, take everything you can. All of this has shown me what it can do to try and help someone off. I don't know what I would have done some of these past few years if I didn't have my family and friends.

Shit happens, and whether its your fault or not, just give in to the rape. It's so easy, but you never know just when you'll be on your knees again. Okay enough to go back to enjoying life, and being there for the people and moments that make you happy. Have some mouth wash once in a while. It can really, really help. No matter what you're experiencing.

It’s over.

So when's you and your dad's wedding? 

Lol

Listen Thara, I was gonna disappoint you either way, eventually. Hopefully I can at least make you a little less of an overly-let-down killjoy with my first game. We'll see.

I don't think there's anything 'overly-let-down killjoy' about mocking a faggot that the doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with. When you brought the doctor's note to your employers, it was probably sealed and the doctors told you not to open it when you gave it to your boss. It was the case because inside the note was the summation of a pussy who came into their hospital, having thrown on his girlfriend's panties in his panic-induced state.

 

Which would explain the subsequent firing.

 

So what are you now? An unemployed faggot whose fiancée is on the cusp of leaving him because she thought she had a real man, and not some jobless clown that she now has to support, alongside herself with her income?

 

And why do you think you haven’t disappointed me already? Have you not seen your point history? I already docked you points for being a disgraceful CoG autist who made two alt accounts to talk to himself with. 

 

Needless to say, I have no expectations of you anymore so i can’t possibly be disappointed.

 

Edit: But you can always try. :)

Lmao, my reply wasn't that deep. What's with the text wall? If anything, you being so defensive showed my point.

Anyway, I never stated or even implied I thought I haven't disappointed you already. For one of EndMaster's "daughters," you'd think you'd have better reading comprehension. I was referring to how you are obviously still annoyed somewhat at what happened when I first arrived. I was saying even if that never happened, you being this much of a spastic harpy about the most trivial things would lead to it, again, eventually.

I figured this thread needed a better text wall than some loser being wheeled off in a gurney from a wittle panic attack. Don't look much into it.

And spastic harpy, eh? Better that than a proven retard that makes pretend imaginary friend accounts for himself, and only brings disappointment wherever he goes. 

Ah yes, the usual, easy, witty, obligatory "I only did X and Y because you're Z" reasoning. For someone so disappointed in me, you sure are making the feeling more mutual by the minute.

And more alts this, alts that? I mean, I can't exactly say anything for myself on that, so you get that point for...accuracy, I guess? But definitely not effort. I'm already bored.

Your feeling of mutuality, well, the worth of it is pretty much zero in weight around here.

And being bored is something I feel all the time when it comes to rejected CoGites that wander here with absolutely no worth to them, before either wandering off with no fanfare, or well, I guess in this case, making a thread of the contents of their diary. 

Ah yes, no one has ever vented here before.

Dear diary,

today I sucked the dick of my soon to be wife's black bull.

She smiled at me after their usual 'breeding ritual', his seed still spilling from the corners of her mouth.

I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her and taste the seed of a superior stallion myself

 

 -Voldy

Interesting. Is that really so?

>Claims what I say holds no weight to her.

>Goes in and completely edits my posts.

The edit was funny, though.

Editing a post can be removed of having any weight. You certainly wouldn’t be the first that it's been done to. 

And yes, the edit, unlike the original post, I can agree that it's funnier than what the original was.

Which was not funny. 

I'm glad we're reaching the same consensus here. 

Eh, wasn't trying to be funny. Was just continuing to prove you're a bit of a hypocrite. Y'know, like with the wall of text.

And editing my posts still takes a level of effort that isn't usual for you. So I would say I'm certainly doing something to that Jello-like online ego of yours.

No, I'm sure you were trying to be funny, but was seething in your little CoGite rage that it just came off as a post that needed some saving. 

And you're assuming that there's any effort involved on my part to edit a post. No, the process is rather simple. I can demonstrate how easy it is even more if you want.

Lol

Marry me.

You're still a flaky bitch.

Unfortunate that none of it has killed you 

Well, at least you didn't get hit by a car.

This sounds psychosomatic to me. 22yo, healthy, and checked over by ER without finding anything makes me think you should just ignore it. Take daily pegging, do things to lower your anal pressure and you'll probably be fine.

That's what I was thinking, but the severeness of everything makes me think otherwise. Hopefully some visits to a few specialists slowly unravel some answers for me.

That is a possibility, yeah. I am a bit of a hypochondriac, but only after the first set of symptoms started. It's worth it to me to find out for sure, but in the meantime, yeah, I should really find a hobby or two and get my mind off a lot of things.

This is good advice. Thanks.

One of the causes of hyperacusis is anxiety for sure. But it's also most commonly connected to tinnitus, so I think that can be set aside as not too abnormal even though miserable to have to deal with. (The person I knew who had it had a whole truckload of mental issues....not sure about anxiety, but for people under 30 that's like the free space in Bingo.)

Heart palpitations and breathing issues are obviously a lot scarier. I'm sure Voldy has already tried to internet diagnose and now is concerned he simultaneously has heart failure and every other condition possible, but unless he weighs 300lbs and didn't want to mention it the big DURRR explanation might just be the obvious one of a lingering reaction to covid. Neither of those are uncommon even if you only had mild symptoms originally.

You may be right. I've never tested positive for COVID but with my year-round allergies I could have very easily had it and not really noticed it. Those are some nasty ass residual symptoms to have, although my constant anxiety probably exacerbates things more often than I realize.

Honestly, while the chest symptoms are obviously more worrisome, as you've mentioned, this ear shit is way more annoying and I hope its just some sort of temporary injury from my music listening habits or something.

How long have you had the tinnitus?

Might be worth seeing a doctor specifically for that since there's enough easily treatable ear issues, infections etc that can cause it. I did not enjoy my (thankfully brief) period of hearing phantom radio stations and getting random dizzy spells and it turned out all I needed was some cheap antibiotics and to have my ears flushed out to relieve that, and a lot of what I had thought was chronic sinus pressure as well.

Have any doctors suggested anxiety could be the cause of the other problems? That's at least something you could conceivably figure out how to manage.

I have had acute tinnitus for as long as I can remember. I've always had a careless habit of abusing the volume on headphones and using them a lot in general. I was also a 911 operator for about a year, so there's hundreds of 12 hour shifts of people screaming into my ears, too. I have never experienced hyperacusis and the other, more minor ear symptoms I've been experiencing, though.

This issue is more pertinent, I agree. At the very least, there should be an actual diagnosis to be made, and its too late for it to be from COVID, as well. I've read about the phantom radio noises and such; that honestly sounds way more annoying to deal with. Mine's just amplified, painful sounds on and off. I would fucking hate to hear murmured voices and/or static, especially at night.

Oh, and to answer your question: no, no doctor has mentioned anxiety as a possible cause, but I do have it pretty bad, so that's why I don't doubt it could be having some sort of effect, again whether its the cause or exacerbation.

The title change of the thread is funny, but honestly, I was just venting since its all a lot to go through at once. I wasn't expecting to get some of the more insightful replies on here that I did, so they are all appreciated. It was also to see if anyone else was also maybe going through their own health issue clusterfuck.

shut up fatty

The way you get rid of symptoms caused by stress is by not feeling stressed.

shut up fatty

I mean, I've mentioned I'm going to look into the chest issues further. But whatever they are, taking better care of myself probably wouldn't hurt. I'm personally leaning more towards lingering COVID than psychosomatic symptoms, but that's why I want to be sure, because if it is psychosomatic, I obviously have a lot more to do than just get back into exercising or de-stressing more.

Sucks to be you.

Ever had your shit pushed in?

I'm prairie-doggin it right now

Don't tell anyone, but I think it's kind of funny that Celicni got hit by a car.

Everyone thinks that's funny.

I didn't think it was funny until I talked to him more.

Tbh I'd probably think it was a funny story myself if it didn't cause possibly irreparable long term damage to my spinal health and made it very difficult to bend.

Hope you're hanging in there.

Oof.

Damn, this all sounds pretty rough. And the health stuff is just bizarre. Hope things get better, or at least that you figure out what's happening and why.

I appreciate that.

That's awesome man. Keep up the good work.

Hey, I remember you from Tavern Crawler. You weren't this optimistic in the game.

You just need to lose weight.

Hmm.  This sounds a bit like how long COVID sometimes manifests.  Have you tried googling long COVID symptoms and manifestations?  Even if you never had COVID, you might have had it asymptomatically, so it's worth a shot.  If nothing else, it might give you some info on other related conditions with similar symptoms.

Isn't this the kind of thing that other CYOA site exists for?

Someone commend this beautiful work of art for God's sake.

Lol, the main problem with commending it is Voldy would get the comm points and we all know he can't create something this wonderful.

However, I have a solution to this obstacle.

EDIT: And solved!

Well, it links to a different thread. So maybe we should do another one that will send someone to this very thread if they happen to be on a commendation page. 

My, it seems I was the very second post. I'll just commend my own post in blatant abuse of power. 

Yes, no disagreements needed, thank you. 

You guys know I don't generally approve of this level of meddling, but it does make the responses to the original post hilarious now. "Are you are the large black man who rapes you in the shower isn't psychosomatic? Oh, maybe he's a lingering symptom of covid! Have any doctors suggested your rape was caused by anxiety?"

The question is, was the anxiety induced rape a result of Voldy being too anxious to object to the rape, or the black man being too anxious to ask for consensual sex and resorting to rape instead?