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The Day My Manhood Turned Into a Snake

The Day My Manhood Turned Into a Snake

(Story shared by a reader who wanted to warn others)

I don’t know if people will believe me, but this is my true story. I am sharing it because my life has turned into a nightmare.

A few years ago, I was struggling. I had no money, no job, and no peace. I used to sleep hungry. I was tired of seeing my friends living better while I suffered. One day, a man I knew told me about a traditional healer called Baba K, who could make people rich very fast.

At first, I refused. But after many bad days, I decided to go.

When I met Baba K, he told me something I will never forget.

“You want wealth? You must be brave. Riches come from spirits, and spirits feed on blood.”

I was scared, but I said yes. He told me to bring three things,a black rooster,a mirror and snake skin.

He said I must eat a small piece of the snake’s dry skin to “connect” with the spirit of wealth. It tasted bitter and made me want to vomit, but he told me not to spit it out.

That night, we started the ritual in a small hut behind his house. The room was dark, with red candles and strange drawings on the wall. He k!lled the rooster, poured its bl0od into a bowl, and mixed it with oil. He rubbed some of that mixture on my chest and between my legs.

He said,

“From today, the spirit of the snake will live inside you. It will bring you money, but it will also feed on women’s blood through your manhood.”

I felt dizzy. I don’t remember much after that.

When I woke up the next day, I was at home. Days later, money started coming to me in strange ways. People started trusting me with business. I bought new clothes, a car, and everyone respected me.

I thought the ritual had worked perfectly. I even forgot about the warning.

But a few weeks later, something terrible happened. One night, when I was with my girlfriend, she screamed. She said she saw something move. When I looked down, I saw it too — my manhood had changed. It looked like a small snake. I could feel it moving on its own.

She ran away, crying and shouting that I was cursed.

From that day, my life has not been the same. Every night I hear hissing sounds. Sometimes, I wake up with my body cold and shaking. It feels like something inside me wants to come out.

I went back to Baba K, but he said it was too late. He told me,

“You fed the spirit when you ate the snake’s skin. Now you belong to it.”

I can’t be with any woman anymore. I can’t sleep peacefully. The money is still there, but I hate it. It feels dirty.

I wrote this to warn anyone who thinks about doing rituals for money. Please don’t do it. The things they ask you to do are not normal. They will take your peace, your love, and your soul.

Greed is not worth what I lost.