TEACHER CHUKS; Season 1 (Part 5&6) – Opeyemi Akintunde

Part 5
Opeyemi Akintunde

On the last day of our National Youth service, as Favour walked past me, she turned back and threw another bombshell at me…

“ Before, they were just about 100, but you have recently added 50 to them, I hope by the time they get to 1000 and you are finished, you will realize how much you have weighed yourself down, I would have loved to say “Bye ,see you at the top” because of the potential you carry, but I am afraid, there is no top for you talk less of seeing you at the top…, Have a regretful and empty life ahead”

Favour said as she walked away, I didn’t understand a bit of what she had said… Who are the 100? Who are the 50?. I shook my head and concluded Favour was probably a sadist and a Man hater but she was right about something. What?

I never saw the top for complete 5 years after my Youth Service, I couldn’t secure any job for a long time.

It was always one issue or the other.. I had the looks, swag and s€xual appeal to please any panel or employee, but the best time I spent on a job was two months…. My employees usually got tired of me. It felt like I had a stench around me. When my employees sighted me, they got agitated. Also at this point, it felt like I was losing my s€xual appeal on women my age. Only older women, married, divorced, separated women were the ones always on the look out for me…

When I noticed this, I decided to stop working and I started living on women…I did this for about 2 years before one of the married women got pr€gnant for me..I was not in need of a child, she settled me big time and I thought I was settled for life…By this time I was just 25. She gave me a lot of cash but till date I can’t explain how I lost all that money..

I spent another 3 years s€xing anything I came across, until the beginning of the 5th year at the age of 28, when I took stock of my life and realized I had nothing….

I became a fine boy poor guy, I looked fly on the outside but nothing in my pockets. At this point, my s€xual appeal to ladies was probably on a 0%. My clothes started fading out, even though I tried ironing them… I couldn’t use my strong colognes again, I started using cheaply made body sprays, I couldn’t afford toothpaste, I started using chewing stick… I drank cassava grits( popularly called Garri) two times in a day… I was living in a room apartment that had little or nothing in it…

I was down to nothing!…. I decided to help myself as shame wouldn’t let me call my parents for help. At this point, they had come to know my true colors and they were not proud to associate with me…Although I wished they had forgiven me and drew me closer, maybe things won’t have gone this worse.

With no one to help and since S€x wasn’t working any more to put food on my table , I decided to go diabolical and just like you know the norm, I was told to bring something from a girl’s body after copulating with her.

I was told it could be the hair from her private part or from her armpit or from her head or better still any of her underwears.

This was after the Herbalist told me there was nothing in my body that could be used. He said my manhood could not be used either, I didn’t understand what he meant by that Until I met Her. Her name was Chinaza…


Opeyemi Akintunde

I met Chinaza at a bar. I had been scouting for the right prey for the money ritual. I was told I must look for a lady with potentials, one who had a colorful glory and destiny. I was told the best way to identify a lady who had that was to look for a young rich lady. With that in mind, I started visiting top bars in search of a young rich lady…. I had seen a lot of girls but most of them were prostitutes . I knew these ones would probably have been used for rituals, but one day turned out to be my lucky day….

I was seated in the bar when Chinaza walked in, she was decently dresssed, she asked the bar guy for something “Light”… I observed her for over 15 minutes, as different guys approached her , she gave them a wave indicating she was not interested. When she was through with her drink, she stood up to leave. I stood up almost immediately, unbottoned my first button to reveal my hairy chest…She noticed me as I stood up but continued her walk unflinchingly towards her car.

“ I don’t need to see the chest, in fact I don’t like hairy men” She said smiling without looking back as I trailed her

“ I can shave it off if you don’t like it..” I said with my Casanova voice

“ You can shave your hair off, just for a night?” She asked

“ I can do anything for the good reasons” I said seductively

She turned for the first time and looked me in the eye…

“ Anything?”

“ Anything!” I answered as I gave her a seductive licking of my lips that had always turned girls on. She looked at me from head to toe and particularly rested her eyes on my manhood as if to check its size. I also rested my body on one leg to push out the effect of my manhood for her accessment…

“Good… Get in” She said instructing me to get in to her Porsche …

I was so excited I had seen my prey….

We got into this beautiful suite she had paid for… it was a top notch h0tel suite, if not that I needed to use this lady as a ritual material, I would have loved to keep her….These were the kind of girls who spent heavily on men… Still lost in my thought, I was seriously taken aback when I turned and set my eyes on her VERY curvaceous body. She wasn’t one of those slim caricature ladies, She was full if you know what I mean…

Before I knew what was happening, I forgot my original mission and my ERECTION started giving me DIRECTION….

I must have done six powerful rounds, because I remember collapsing into the bed after the sixth time very exhausted….

The ray of light coming into the room woke me at about 10 am… I turned to see if my money ritual prey was still on the bed, so I could shave a part of her hair, but she was gone….

Instead, I saw a piece a paper and some hair…

“You needed some part of my hair, I have cut some from my private part, armpit and the one on my head for you…. Don’t get it twisted, I am NOT a witch, I am something better…You are free to use my hair but please note, I am not an easy prey…If you need help, call my number +234 803245…. Your heart will tell you the missing numbers, because I already have it controlled by me…” Chinaza

I was literally shaking, I heard the remaining digits of her phone number in my heart, I moved away from her hair …Who was this lady? I must have slept with the devil….

With Shaky hands …I dialed her number….



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