Eric had been a cheapskate tattoo artist who ran a sketchy parlor that saved money by reusing needles. Sure it was illegal and unethical, but it wasn’t physically hurting him, so he didn’t care.
Everything changed for Eric however when his dirty needle
caused an infection of a client’s arm which ended up having to be amputated. He
managed to weasel his way out of any legal consequences, but he would face
other consequences. The man whose arm ended up being amputated had a boyfriend
named Jacob who was proficient in the art of dark Voodoo. He decided that he
would teach Eric a lesson by forcing him to get some obscene tattoos, like Fuck
Me and Whip My Arse.
The day after the Jacob cast the curse, Eric found himself
out of nowhere telling one of his employees to tattoo those two phrases onto
him. It wasn’t until after the ink was drying that he realized what he had
done. He couldn’t figure out why he had done that, or why he was suddenly
desiring these things. He needed his ass to be whipped, and he needed to be
fucked up the ass, but he was no homosexual right.
Eric found the following Friday he ended up losing his mind
and having his employee tattoo something new on him, ‘Piss Over Me’. The next
night he was at a gay fetish club, crying as his ass got fucked and he got a
golden shower from another club goer.
Every week Jacob writes down something new on the Voodoo
doll to have tattooed on Eric, and come Friday, no matter how hard Eric tried
to prevent it, he would end up getting that new tattoo and become a slave to
its words. He thought he had sunk to the lowest of lows when he had ended up
with the ‘Scat Boy’ tattoo, but this week he got his first tattoo on his front
side, right above his groin, two simple words that said ‘limp dick’. Now Eric’s
dick remains flaccid twenty-four seven. He’ll never be able to produce another
boner no matter how much Viagra he takes.
Friday is tomorrow and he is afraid to find out what will
end up being tattooed on his body next.
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