Posted Tue Jul 14, 2015 | 157 Words | Tagged story chav

I was taking my usual walk through the park when one of the usual chavs decided to take an interest, where they would normally leave me alone. He had his top off and wore a sly expression.

His arms features a number of tattoos and then he grabbed me. He shoved my face under his arm and made sure my face was rubbed against his sweaty armpit. I had chav sweat all over my face.

Then when he was finished he put a metal necklace around me neck,

“There mate, one of us now. Fit fukka you’ll be”

The smell was actually quite pleasant and I loved it more and more. I felt me fukkin brain feel hard and that. I looked down and saw me fit bod, but Nate was better. Me trackies were lookin nice tho.

Nate’s otha mate took us a photo before we went to get us some cans for a piss up