The Ride

It's a female voice you don't recognize, though she does sound oddly familiar.

"Heeey there." She drawls. Could be drunk. You think you can make out deep, masculine voices laughing in the background.

"Bitch, who is there? I thought this was Drake calling?" You're already losing your patience with this prank call.

"Weelll, Drake is busy, but we need you to cum ovaaa." She giggles.

"Why would I do that?" You're still processing the way she emphasized the word 'come'.

"Becaaause, Drake wants to apologize. And the boys prepared a gift for you. And I. want. you. to. cum. here." Damn, her voice is really seductive.

"Ok, but this better be good." You hang up, grab your keys, and head back out to the car.

On the ride to the Drizzler's mansion you can't stop thinking about that voice. Where did you hear it before?

After half an hour of driving, you arrive and ring the bell. A familiar face opens the door. It's Chubbs.

"Glad you could make it. Come on in." He shakes your hand and leads you into the mansion. It's mostly the way you remember it, but there's a couple new pictures on the walls.

"Who's that?" You point at a life-size picture of a woman. She has lightly-tan skin, platinum blonde, long hair and fat, pink lips. She wears a string bikini that barely covers her huge, round tits which are obviously fake, and a slim waist ending in a big bubble butt. She strikes a pose showing off her behind, a spade containing a 'Q' is tatted onto one of her ass cheeks."Drake's new bitch?"

"Yeah sort of." Chubbs grins at you. "Come on, it'll all make sense when you see the gift we prepared."

You follow Chubbs upstairs into what used to be your old room, and stop dead in your tracks.

Inside is the woman from the picture. Sprawled out across what used to be your bed. And she's butt naked.

"Have fun man." Chubbs closes the door behind you.