Carjacked
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My wife and I argued all the way to the courthouse, and we continued to fight on the way back. I was waiting at a traffic light in what I thought was a nice part of town when a guy rapped a gun against my driver’s side window. “Get out of the car,” he ordered. I had nowhere to go, but I wasn’t gonna give this thug my car. Any other day, maybe, but not today. I unlocked the door, and then thrust it open, knocking the guy off balance. By the time he got his legs under him, I was out the door. He pointed the gun at me, but I grabbed the barrel of it with my hand and thrust it away from me. We began grappling for control of the gun, all while my wife was screaming from the passenger seat of the car. I got the gun away from him and into my hand. I was about to point it at him when the crazy bastard ran and jumped into the car. That’s when things got weird. The guy threw himself at my wife, who screamed even louder. I was about to pull him off when his body like, melted into this slime thing, and then that slime rushed forcibly into my wife’s mouth. It was the freakiest thing I’ve ever seen, but it was nice that it made my wife stop shrieking. Her body jerked several times, and then she gave me an icy stare. She put her hands down to her sweater, and lifted it up, flashing me her boobs. “Nice pair your wife’s got here,” she said with a tilt of her head. “If you let me drive away, I’ll drop her off in some public place. If you don’t, I’ll whore out her body.”
I laughed and slammed my car door shut. “A fucking bodyhopping carjacker. Boy did you pick the right car on the wrong day.” The road was clear in front of me, so I began to drive towards home. “Here’s my counter. My wife and I have been separated, and we just literally filed for divorce. But you’re right, she’s got a great set of tits, and a pussy she’s been withholding from me for a few months now. How about I pay you to stay inside her and you let me fuck her one more time? Then you can make her the biggest slut in town for all I care.” I enjoyed watching the shocked look on my wife’s face as the hopper considered my offer. He finally stuck out her hand for me to shake and said, “You got a deal.”