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Chapter 3 by Mr_anderson Mr_anderson

What do you do with the gun?

A better roommate

That was a dumb idea, but, you were bored, and Rob had his door half open as always. As you got closer, you realized that he wasn't just watching a movie or a youtube video. The moaning were making pretty clear that it was not safe for work. It was incredible the lack of shame he had.

Almost at the door, you saw his back as he was sitting on his bed, and by the move of his shoulder and arm, what he was doing was obvious. And so, you pointed the gun at him. But you realized that, there was no trigger to it, nothing mobile. It was obviously a stupid toy, you were quite stupid to think otherwise.

"Thanks for the money and thanks for watching black whore unhinged !" A feminine voice came from the TV.

You couldn't help imagining what the woman belonging to that voice would look like and suddenly a pink ray was shot from the gun, hitting Rob. A blinding flash coming from the room **** you close your eyes for a moment, and when you can finally open it, everything had changed behind the door. A large large bed with purple sheets was there with colored cushions and plushies. There was a desk with a mirror and light, on which various make up were scattered. You could also see hand bags, sexy dresses and revealing clothes all over the floor and bed. And finally, a black woman was lying on the bed, masturbating.

"What the... ???" You couldn't help saying.

Hearing you, she stopped and stood up, buttoning a jeans mini-short. As she walked to you, clearly upset, you could see that she had quite a pair of knockers under her gray crop top.

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"What is it you want, man ?" She said with a clearly feminine voice that had nothing in common with Rob. "Bothering me while I'm occupied."

What the heck happened ? You thought, lost from the absolute non-sense that you had in front of you. Did the gun actually worked ?

As you thought about it, it was starting to make sense. When you first pointed the gun, you had no fixed idea on what you wanted. But as soon as you thought about a black whore, the gun shot. And the woman in front of you was quite close from what you had in mind. The gun worked !

"The door was open..." You said by reflex.

"Yeah, so you can have a peak, but I don't need to know you there !" She explained.

She didn't seem to have notice any change. The room had completely changed, so, it probably was like she always been there instead of Rob. That was crazy !

"Since you're there, I'll give you my part of the rent." She then said.

She looked into on of her bag and took out wrinkled bills that seemed to have just been thrown in it.

"Some may be sticky, sorry for that. I know you don't like."

After a quick count, she gave you a handful of bills like some garbage to throw in the bin. Everything about her screamed "whore," she was a living stereotype like the gun advertised.

"Uh... thanks..." You said before she closed the door.

At least now you had a roommate that was paying the rent. But leaving Rob like this, was it OK ? You looked at the gun and on the back something had appeared. "1% charge"

The gun was empty apparently, but how to recharge it ?

What's the next move ?

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