Become his underwear
Jack pays you no attention as you take a seat in-between his hairy trunk like legs, leaving his naked body and bare crouch directly behind your head, you nervously lean your body back testing to see how close jack will let you get, you stop suddenly once you feel the back of your head comes into contact with jack damp crotch, you remain still half expecting him to get angry or at least acknowledge your action in anyway, the only reaction you get out of him is a loud burp that revibrates round the entire room. Jack seems to be too involved in watching his game and eating chicken wings then with what you doing, you can feel sweat seep into the hair on the back of your head his thick cock pressed against the back of your head.
You sit there on jack’s filthy lounge room floor, you start to imagine your body turning into a pair of white underwear, jack’s underwear, you’re body nothing but white cotton fabric stretched tightly around jack’s damp musky body, absorbing his sweat and soaking in all the disgusting smells that his body produces. The idea arouses you as you rub your hair into jack’s moist pubic regions. As the night continues the sounds coming from the TV and the warmth of jacks body lulls the both of you into a deep restfully sleep.
Hours later jack stirs and wakes turning on his old VHS machine.
You’re woken from your sleep suddenly, by a rapid repeating motion that shakes your whole body, You’re in shock as all you can see is jack’s hand working over his massive pre dripping cock which stretches up and out of the center of your now fabric face, it take you a moment to realize that your wish came true, your now a pair of jack’s underwear and he’s jacking off while wearing you, and that jack seems to be totally unaware of your current situation or simply that he doesn’t care.
The football game had long since ended and jack has found something else worth watching, you hear moaning coming from the TV but it’s to distorted to make out, but you can tell it’s a porno and a series soft deep grunting sounds coming from jack behind you reinforce your suspicions.
The heat inside the room is also starting becoming a problem for you, sweat beings to build all over jack’s body as he nears his climax, the thick salty beads start traveling down his hairy back and chest before soaking into your fabric body, jack’s sweat and Body odor is all you can taste and smell, it begins to overwhelm your senses and flood your mind as a puddle of nauseating body sweat builds up between the leather chair and jacks under arse.
Then without warning you feel jack’s sweat laden body spasm and his body becomes ridged before you feel his sweaty balls become tight inside you and thick strands of hot milky white cum erupt from his huge cock and cum rains down on your face, the man’s cum is quickly absorbed and soaked by your body, further adding to the humiliating mix of fluids that you’ve been to endure.
He finishes jacking off by wiping some of the excess cum still on his hand onto the side of your fabric body, you can taste it’s saltiness as your body continues to greedy soak it up. He then slips his thick softening cock back inside you, not bothering to clean his cock of the excess cum he decides lazily to let it join remain as His semi hard cock produces an impressive budge that stretches your face and warps your vision around his impressive manhood.
After a few minutes of relative calm your view of the world shifts rapidly again as jack lets out a huge yawn and switches off the Tv before pulling his massive bulky form up from the couch, the worn out black leather groaning in agony as it separates from his sweaty back, leaving a noticeable pool of sweat in the indent his body has worn into poor piece of furniture.
Jack lazily walks over from his couch to his small bathroom, his socked feet landing on piles of garbage, discarded fast food containers and empty pizza boxes, bits of old food are crushed and ground into the stained carpet seemingly without a care as he lazily stomped his way to his bath room.
The light in the bathroom switches on with a buzzing sound revealing a filthy mess, an uncleaned shower covered in a layer of mold and slime, a piss stained toilet complete with brown marks that travailed down the inside of the never washed bowl.
Jack scratches idly over your face before standing in front of the toilet, pulling his cock out of your damp cotton mouth. You hear a soft sigh and feel a warm torrent of piss flood down his cock and into the bowl knocking a few of the brown marks skid marks free from the bowl, thick stream of piss eventually come to an end but A few drips of jacks piss leak from his cock adding it to the list of fluids your body have been forced to soak up.
Jack switches off the lights and heads up stairs to his bedroom your soaked body flexing and stretching tight around him as he walked, jacks bedroom was just as dirty and unclean as the rest of his house, the bed sheets looked like they hadn’t been changed in months, piles of clothes laid discarded around the bed, work boots and joggers staked into a haphazard pile in the corner, the once white carpeting was blackened and dirty.
You look down at the filthy carpeting as jacks thumbs slip inside you and pull you down off his ample butt, once passed his knees you drop to the straight to floor with where a quick kick from his foot sends you flying into a pile of used socks that was just in front of his night stand, you could tell from the smell that these socks served a dual purpose.
It doesn’t take long for jack to fall asleep, the sounds of his snoring fill the room as you start to dry on top of the pile of filthy socks, as jacks body heat fades you start to feel weaker and weaker with every passing moment you get closer to unconsciousness until eventually everything fades away.
Your morning comes when jacks warm meaty hand reaches down out of the darkness and picks you up from the from the pile, expecting a sock jack shrugs as your wadded into a ball and shoved face first into the damp smelly crouch, after a few minutes of stroking you over his cock jack comes and your coated in another of his hot loads of cum.
Sighing jack from his morning jack of session jack drop you down to his feet, you feel his smelly feet slip inside of you as you’re pulled back up his hairy legs and once again wrapped tight around his smelly, damp arse and sweaty crotch, you feel him move as he walks to his cupboard floor over and retrieves a pair of stained sweat pants off the floor, he slowly slipped the on over the top of you hiding your vision of the world as we went about getting ready for work.
After two weeks of constant wear by jack has left your body dirty and stained, with each successive day adding more dirt, sweat and filthy grime to your fabric body, weeks’ worth of dried cum and putrid body sweat has mixed together to produce a malodorous stink at fills your senses entirely and one that jack seems to be blissfully unaware of as it nicely complements his own body odors.