19/02/2024
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So my wife and I made a bet once.
We agreed that whoever wins will pick up the other person's character and act as he or she does, while the loser would have to bear that character for a week no matter how bad the character was.
The only rule was that you must portray only the character of that person for a week.
This meant that if I win, I get to be like my wife and act exactly as she does. And she will have to bear it for a whole week.πππ
I was very excited and accepted the challenge happily. My wife had been a pest to me and I needed to show her how much trouble she has been to me when I win and finally get to act her character for a week.
I wanted her to know that I have been tolerating her, and all I tolerated was not as easy as she thought.
Things went down and I lost the bet.πββοΈπββοΈπββοΈ
My wife ended up winning and was now going to pick up my character and act exactly as I do around the house.π€£ππ€£π
While I was very sad, she was excited and kept shaking her buttocks in my face.πππ
During that one week, I suffered.π©π©
My wife woke up in the morning and asked for her breakfast to be served. She also made me cook morning afternoon and evening.
She would sit down like a Queen and command me like I was her servant.
"Bring me water."
"Bring me my food."
"Give me the chair."
After hours of me cooking in the kitchen, while she sat leg-crossed in the sitting room, she opened her mouth and complained about the food.
"Why is there too much pepper in the food?"
"Your cooking did not taste good today."
"Why is the pot of soup small?"
"Where did the money I gave you go to?"
"Give me my change."
When I tried to complain that she w
as not appreciative enough, I realized that she was only acting how I acted.
That week, she brought out a bunch of clothes just as I usually do, and handed me money to buy soap and detergent and wash the whole clothes.