On the 12th day of Christmas My Baby Daddy Gave to Me: 3 STDs

Barbie:

All I wanted for Christmas was peace, some pink Uggs, and a cream-free coochie. Instead, I got 3 STDs, a half-empty bottle of Monistat, and a baby daddy who couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Avery gave me more than just drama this year. He gave me fire. Literally.

So I did what any real bitch would do. I got revenge.

On the turkey.

On the family.

On him.

Now everyone’s itchy, and I’m trending on TikTok.

Avery:

Look, I ain't proud of what I did. But Barbie? She the kind of woman you risk everything for. Even a burning problem. I hurt her. I know that. But I never stopped wanting her. I’d take every pill in that clinic just to taste her one more time.

Now she throwing STD parties, flaming me on socials, and still riding me like she love me.

And maybe she do.

Or maybe I just infected her heart too.

One holiday. One filthy mistake. One hell of a love story.

This ain’t your mama’s Christmas tale.

It’s the smuttiest, itchiest, realest romance you never saw coming.