Gift

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 35

My

Uncle was just looking like bulldog throughout

that day, wetin concern me? Odele was

just disturbing my life even after I warned

him to vanish with the wind. I wonder

who curse that guy with 1.5 centimeter

kulikuli, I pleaded with him to leave me

alone. Am suspecting Ahmed oh! Anytime

I walk pass the gate, he will run inside

his security house. I wonder why, I go catch

am one day sha.. For now I dressed up

with long gown covering everywhere and

followed my aunt’s to the hospital. When

PHCN took light in the hospital and everywhere

was dark and terrifying, I asked myself

wetin bring me come here. I nodey plan

to be any doctor, biko. The most scary

thing that happened is when a woman

mentioned that there is a mortuary close-by,

I clung to my aunt like some ghosts are

after my life. My aunt chided me to stop

and be brave, how human being godey

brave for burial ground in the night? My

aunt eventually regretted why she brought

me to the hospital with her, she vowed

not to take me along again. No be that

one dey bother me sef, na when one man

died that night. I started crying, eventually

they restored the light and some nurses

were just teasing me, I slept off after I made

fool of myself. My aunt and I went home

the next morning, I still dey recover from

the shock of the previous night when

a strange number called. The voice sounded

like that of Ezekiel, the idiot later confirmed

himself that he is the one. That he wants

to see me, that he missed me and he

loved me very much, I simply answered

him to come to Abuja if he missed me

and ended the call. I opened my text

message

icon and find tons of messages from Gideon,

the kulikuli boy that puna took to Abuja.

He called and I picked, I wan hear how

em dey cope with em hard-on and excitement

with all the plans he had for my sugar-pot.

Gideon: baby, why you dey do like this? I dey wait for you.

Me: I no be baby, I dey fourteen years and fourteen years no be small pikin again.

Gideon: c’mon, you be my baby.

Me: if you need baby, impregnate that your white witch girlfriend, leave me alone.

Gideon: ahh! aahh!! You be my only girlfriend, we fit see talk about everything?

Me: how many times I go tell you, I nodey Abuja.

Gideon: where you dey?

Me: I dey different State, bye.

I

quickly ended the call and I barely dropped

my phone when it rang again. I realized

is nearly impossible to convince ho-rny

guys, I switched off my phone. One day

I pretended to be going out when I sighted

Ahmed running into his security house.

He has two windows, one is facing the compound

while one faced outside the confine of the compound, attached

to the fence.

The moment he saw me and ran inside

his security house leaving the bench and

radio he was listening to. Like the way

male fowl dey pursue female fowl, I went

to the opened window in the compound

and peeped, I saw Ahmed glued to the

other window wall fumbling with his agbada.

He produced very long and thin kulikuli from his agbada.

The longest I have ever seen. So my yansh

don turn to wetin go make men go crazy,

I went back inside hopefully he can find

a way to cu-m. Gift no wan buy anything

today, my uncle was chasing me all over

the house like someone who was possessed.

The moment my aunt went for night shift,

he pounced on me while I was washing

plates in the kitchen sink. I wore short

skirt and a handless top, he grabbed me

from behind not allowing me to turn.

Me: uncle stop, I go tell aunt oh! wetin you dey do no go I struggle

Uncle: I know, I no know why I nofit do without putting the cap for your thing.

Me: na wetin you talk that time say na only cap, you go put.. You chuk all.

Uncle: you too sweet na em make. pressing my bre-asts

Me: ooohh! hooo! uncle sto…p.

Uncle: only the tip, I go just put am commot am. raising my skirt up

Me: I go shout wake Ella

Uncle: shiiii… shiii… you go enjoy am, no shout. shifting my pa-nt

Me: I go shout oh! start fi-ngering me assshh! I … go sh…ou oohhh!!

Uncle: thru-st in aahh! aaahh! chaaii! you too sweet.

He

started pounding me from behind, destroying

my sugar-pot. His big balls sac slapping

my cli-t, making me to moa-n louder as

he ravaged my sugar-pot with his hard

kulikuli. Pressing and moa-ning as he roared

like mating lion behind me, he pulled

out

after five minutes of thru-sting and cu-mmed

on the floor, he quickly put his trouser

and left the kitchen begging me not to tell

anyone that it is the handwork of devil,

I still dey wonder if na devil make em

kulikuli hard or na devil help am shift

my innocent pa-nt. I called my dad and

told him that I want to go back home, he

went mad that I want to have second pregnancy

and humiliate him, he ended the call and

warned me not to misbehave and stay

with my aunt. I wanted to tell my aunt

wetin dey happen under her nose but

the wahala be say, my aunt trusted her

husband more than anything and the

man na leader for Church. Jeez… I no

know how to take fight the man, I nofit

dey fu-ck my aunt husband is a taboo.

I think Ahmed will help me, because I

no trust myself, small touching I don we-t

my pant. Our Elder say is only a fool will

run back to a problem because it looks

like the solution.