It All Fell Into Place
A few years ago, I went to a language school abroad that had sister schools in different cities so you could start in one place and if you wanted a change, you could just up and go to one of the other cities for a while.
The school had low-grade apartments that housed four or five people located near the school. So, it was normal for roommates to come and go and reappear again. One day a new roommate arrived called Amy who had been in another city for a few months already.
We got along great and one night after a few drinks she told me the craziest story I’ve ever heard. In the previous city, one of her roommates kept to himself, didn’t interact with them, ordered takeaway, and ate alone in his room.
Each to their own. He went away for 2 weeks for reasons unknown to Amy, he just mentioned when he would be back to another roommate and went. This happened to coincide with a heatwave. After a couple of days, there was a bad smell coming from his room.
A couple of days later, they agreed they are going to have to go in and get rid of whatever it is because it’s overwhelming. They open his room, and an instant retching smell hits them. Against a wall is every takeaway carton from months of daily meals stacked up, but they’re clean.
Rinsed clean, not just empty. They aren’t the source. After a brief search, they find a boot nearby. Inside the boot is filled with pieces of cooked chicken. It looked like he was getting chicken stews or curries or similar every day and had licked the sauce off these pieces and stuffed them into a boot.
They chuck the chicken, wrap the boot in several bags, and put it back where they found it. A couple of days later it’s clear the smell is still getting worse. They have to go back. So they go. They look around for the other boot, but when they find it, it’s chicken free.
They are going to have to dig a little deeper. Nothing could have prepared them for what they discovered… Under the bed was something large in black bags and it definitely was the source of the smell. They pull the whole thing out from under there into the center of the room and it’s heavy.
They all stood for a moment trying to register what it was. It was roughly person-shaped, made of black bags with tape used to create the neck and to attach the ‘arms and legs’.
Amy noticed a small split in the bag at the join of the ‘legs’ but it didn’t look accidental as the split was reinforced with more tape. She leaned closer to see what was in the bag.
It was more cooked chicken, a lot of cooked chicken. Then it all fell into place. The boot was a homemade fleshlight, this thing was the next level up. Story credit: Reddit / Alex9Andy