He slept with the wrong person after drinking.

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This is a fact, a memory, and a source of unbearable disgust. This unbearable disgust has haunted me for years, and I haven't completely forgotten it. Even now, the occasional thought brings a wave of nausea. What a horrible time that was!

It all started in 2007, a summer night at a roadside stall, drinking with a friend, slightly drunk. Every time we drank, we'd go find girls to relieve ourselves. This time was no exception. Same old place, same old code, but this time I didn't see my old flame. There was only one girl, which naturally went to my friend. The girl was enthusiastic, saying there was another older woman, a newcomer. "Newcomer?" Great! I'll try her out. We went to our hookup spot, a secluded apartment in a residential complex. Inside, my friend and I went to separate rooms. I lay down to sleep, and soon there was a knock on the door. Because I'd been drinking, I vaguely let her in. She came in, took off her clothes, and helped me take mine off too. Then she started giving me oral sex, and while I was still hard, she took my time. She sat directly on me and started thrusting. I was dazed and confused, lying there letting her abuse me until I ejaculated. After wiping me clean, she turned on the light and got dressed. The light woke me up. That's when I saw everything, and I regretted waking up.

This wasn't a woman at all; she was a frog. Thick foundation couldn't hide the wrinkles on her face, her mouth was as big as Sister Feng's, reaching her ears when she smiled, she wore cheap lipstick, and had deathly smoky eye makeup. She was about 1.5 meters tall, covered in flabby flesh, her breasts drooping to her belly, and her buttocks loose like a sheep's tail. A big belly, short arms, thighs as thick as elephant legs, calves as thin as sticks, and even bow legs… Just as I was dumbfounded, she smiled slightly at me.

"Is it good, handsome?" the frog asked, trying to touch me. "Fuck you!"

I dodged, cursing, "Fuck your mother, fuck your own mother, get lost!" The frog was terrified by my outburst. It quickly put on its clothes and ran outside. Hearing my yelling, my friend rushed in.

"Friend, how can I face anyone now? I actually slept with a frog! She was so disgusting, so...!" I felt like throwing up, and I actually did after leaving the house. Then I went to a bathhouse and had the staff scrub me with salt and milk, scrubbing me vigorously...

For the next few days, I felt nauseous when I ate and had nightmares. That frog caused me so much suffering.

In the days that followed, when I heard my buddies bragging about the women they'd met, I thought to myself, "Hmph, screw you, what's so great about that? Back in the day, I slept with a frog!"

[The End]

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