Devin deprives Krys of what she wants: his smelly crotch

Devin was pissed as he drove home. He had used his weird magical cum power to make Krys hot, to make her love him...fuck he made her obsessed with the smell of his dirty cock, and yet she was still cheating on him? What the fuck?! It pissed him off (even if his current hard-on said otherwise) and he wasn't going to take it anymore.

His rage had grown to a fury as he pulled up to his place, slamming on the breaks as he parked on the street. He turned off the car, slammed the door and stormed into the house. His roommates called her him to come watch the basketball playoffs or play Smash, he couldn't really tell because his anger had enveloped his mind.

He finally made it to his room and jumped on his bed. He just laid there, feeling defeated. He had morphed Krys into being a depraved slut obsessed with his ball sweat and she still had the nerve to fuck the country club's cook? He had to get back at her somehow. Devin sat there for a long while, running through different options in his head before he finally settled on a course of action. Though he knew he could use his cum to morph her more, he also knew that would, in part, give her exactly what she wanted: his smelly crotch and his delicious cum.

No, Devin had a better idea that would drive her up the wall and hopefully get her crawling back to him. For the next week, maybe longer if she kept her her bad attitude, he was going to deprive her of even the tiniest whiff of his smelly cock and sweaty balls. And to make her suffer more, he was going to make sure not to wash down there during this little experiment and let Krys know exactly what she was missing out on. Well. let's be honest, he would wash a little, I mean he didn't want to get sores or anything, but it would be nice and stank.

And so it began. Krys' punishment for being a cheater. Devin wasn't sure how long he could last, I mean no guy could resist an Asian bombshell begging to shove her face in their ballsack for very long. Devin hoped at least a week, but that was just a hope.

Devin's internal struggled started as soon as he woke up the next day and saw a text from Krys on his phone.

"Good Morning babe! I hope you remembered not to shower this morning. See you at the club <3"

He sighed, feeling himself grow hard just at her text (which wasn't even that sexual). This was going to be harder than he thought.

He made his way to work and managed to avoid Krys all morning while doing his routine. When it came time for lunch, he snuck into the kitchen and copped a sandwich and then exited through the back entrance through the alley (yes that alley) to go eat his food in his car. He had hopes that Krys wouldn't catch him out here as he almost always ate in the cafeteria. Just as he finished eating, he got another text.

"Hey! Where are you? I didn't see you in the cafe. I know what I want for lunch ;) Let me know when you get a time for a break!"

Again, Devin felt his arousal rising, but took a deep breathe and focused on everything but the sexy Asian girl begging to lick his cock. He ignored the text, gathered himself and went back to work. Miraculously he made it through the rest of his shift without seeing Krys. As he locked the door to the shop and walked towards his car, he got yet another text.

"Devin. Why are you ignoring my texts?! God you're so mean sometimes!"

Once again ignoring Krys, he made it to his car and drove home, spending the rest of his night hanging with his housemates playing the new Halo game.

The next few days were much the same, though it became increasingly difficult to avoid his girlfriend. There were a couple of close calls when he was around the club. One afternoon he saw was outside helping with landscaping duties when he saw her driving around the course in a golf cart. She looked like she was on a mission, probably to find Devin.

Not probably, definitely. The stream of texts, all unanswered, made clear that Krys was trying to find him.

"Babe...please. I miss you. It's been like 3 days since I got to see your pretty face! Please text me back!"

"Devin, sweetie. I've been feeling some kind of way today. I know just how you can help me ;)"

"For the love of god, please answer me! What did I do? I just want a sniff of your delicious cock!"

Devin received the last message as he was hiding behind a bush to hide from Krys wheeling by in a golf cart. Texting and driving is so dangerous. Just another check against Krys, Devin thought.

Now that he had deprived Krys of her **** for a few days, Devin decided to kick step two into action. He sent her a short text out of the blue when he got home one night.

"I haven't washed my cock in 5 days."

Krys texted back immediately. "Devin! Where have you been?"

And a moment later another text. "4 days? Sounds like you could use some help washing up" She end the message with the tongue emoji, making clear what she meant. But Devin didn't text her back. Nope. This was part of the plan to tease Krys to insanity. Satisfied, Devin drifted off to sleep.

He woke up the next day mid-morning, which happened to be his day off. Working at a country club meant he rarely got to sleep in, so he enjoyed the days he could. He yawned and instinctively grabbed his phone from the side table. Sliding it open, he saw he had several texts and a couple of missed calls from Krys.

11:55 - "Are you free? I could cum help you clean up!"

12:05 - "I'm really craving you babe. Let's meet up at the pharmacy in my neighborhood!"

12:14 - "Babe. Are you ignoring me again? And after that delicious text you sent?!

12:34 - "I'm so horny for you Devin, please, let's meet up"

At 12:45 Krys sent an pic.

There were other texts, but the thing that got him were the two missed calls. One at 1:10 AM the other at 2:30 AM. "Damn, she really is ****..." Devin thought.

Feeling like egging her on, Devin dropped his drawers and pulled up his phone. "_Geez that smells. I really need to shower." _He was on day 6 of not washing his junk and it showed or rather permeated. It showed too though. Devin thought it was a bit gross. His cock, balls, really his whole groin area looked sort of, damp? It was glistening a bit in the sun, probably all the built up sweat and dried piss and whatever else was down there.

Not wanting to smell his own junk any longer, Devin snapped a pic, making sure the flash was on to get all the grossness, and sent it to Krys with a short text: "Day 6"

She texted back nearly instantaneously. "FUCK YOU DEVIN! I DON'T EVEN WANT YOUR DIRTY STINKY COCK ANYWAYS!"

Now that Devin didn't expect. He figured she would start getting pretty mad at him, but her denying her own desires? Now that was pretty funny. He just ignored her again of course and went about his day, throwing on a fresh pair of undies, but making sure not to clean down there, though he washed up everywhere else. He made a late breakfast, played some basketball with his friends, caught dinner with his family, and saw a movie with his brother. And shockingly not a single text from his smelly cocked obsessed girlfriend.

When Devin woke up on Sunday he sent Krys another pic of his crotch. "Day 7" No response this time. He was almost proud of Krys. Maybe he had broken the spell? Had turned a new leaf? Devin had another wonderful day without thinking about his crazy hot bitch of a girlfriend. He was actually feeling in a pretty good mood. Maybe he was better off without her?

Shockingly, despite his morning texts, Devin didn't hear from Krys on Monday, Tuesday, or even Wednesday. He was starting to get worried that his ploy had backfired. He wanted to tease her and drive her crazy, but a big part of that was her begging him for a sniff and taste. Even worse, Devin was starting to feel bad that he had gone too far. It was one thing to piss her off, it was another for her to go radio silence for days on end, though that was exactly what he had just done to her.

As Devin woke up on Thursday, he went Krys his daily photo. His cock and balls were honestly looking disgusting. There was stray pubes everywhere. Everything was sweaty. There was a weird gunk built up round his cockhead. And just lowering his underwear almost made him gag from the smell. If Krys didn't respond today he was going to give up this ploy. He added a bit more to the daily text.

"Day 11. I'm going to shower tonight. Meet me in the alley behind the kitchen at the club at 8 PM if you want a taste before then."

Devin got ready for work and got in his car when he got a text back.

"You're a bastard. I'll see you at 8."

Devin smirked to himself. His plan was finally paying in spades.