26/02/2025
THE OTHER SIDE OF YAHOO THEY WON’T TELL YOU.
Many times, when people hear that normal Yahoo no dey pay again, they think na job Dem dey job them, but that’s the cold, hard truth.
Yahoo don cast. Olodo don wise. Most of the formats no dey work again—those old, heavy-duty oyibo women for dating sites don wise up. These days, extra things must be done to keep Yahoo afloat—Yahoo++, you must plus-up if truly you want to cash out.
Unlike normal Yahoo, wey na just pressing keys and one’s ability to wine mugu into submission, Yahoo++ requires supernatural assistance—and as we all know, anything supernatural always comes with a hidden price tag.
At first, they won’t tell you the full cost. They’ll just give you small introduction, and once you taste the money and e sweet, you’ll be eager to activate the Koko. And sometimes, that’s where the real problem starts.
Listen attentively to this shocking story.
There is this young man who had been dealt a heavy blow by poverty after his father’s death, leaving him, his mother, and younger siblings with nothing to start with.
He wanted to rewrite his family's story—fast! He was desperate to shock everyone with his grace. He needed wealth—instant wealth—to prove a point.
After trying different things that people had told him were the way to riches, everything seemed too slow to cash out.
Then, one day, he stumbled upon an old friend who had just returned from a long journey—dressed in the latest designer outfits, driving a flashy car, living the high life.
He didn’t waste time—he quickly asked, "Bro, how far?" There and then, his friend told him the secret and even offered to introduce him to a plug. Since this was exactly what he was looking for, he didn’t hesitate.
After the journey they embarked on, he returned home with some cash. He gave some to his mom and explained how his friend was eager to help him blow—Yahoo things sha.
And as expected, like many uncultured mothers of today who don’t care about how their children make money—all they want is cash to wear a*o ebi and earn respect in their village meetings—she gave her son full support.
"After all, na normal thing wey boys dey do these days," she concluded. The young man proceeded to activate the real stuff that would make dollars flow like water.
The witch doctor, after consulting with the spirits, came out with an instruction—a must-follow command.
When the young man heard it, he was frozen to his bones. He pulled his friend aside and whispered, "Bro, I fit back out, I no fit do this kind thing oh?"
His friend’s reply was even more chilling—"Omo! At this point, there’s no going back oh"—like depot Nigerian Army 🪖.
He rushed home to tell his mother what the sacrifice was. She was shocked to her core but helpless—any attempt to back out would mean instant death for her son.
Just guess the instruction, the baba gave the boy! Really shocking Something unthinkable.
The young man had to start sleeping with his own mother regularly—like husband and wife.
Yes, you read that right. He had to “marry” his own mother, just that in their in this case No dowry would be paid. No wedding would be conducted.
It would be as though he had inherited his mother from his late father—since, the father left no wealth for him to inherit.
What a bombshell! What a nightmare! What a hellish condition! But no going back—after all, he had already tasted the introductory wealth.
Indeed, the devil is a wicked slave master. He gives riches but attaches conditions that destroy his worshipers in the long run.
As if that wasn’t terrible enough, the rules were strict: no protection was allowed, and the boy/husband must not father a child with his mother/wife—if she got pregnant, the baby must be aborted immediately, and the fetus served as a sacrifice to the gods.
The mother and son painfully complied and true true, untold wealth began flowing like a mighty river. They became richer than their wildest dreams.
Houses sprang up in different cities, all in the family’s name. Exotic cars were bought—one for the mother/wife and several for the son/husband. Money na water—lavish parties, designer clothes, first-class flights and all that their helpless souls desires.
The mother/wife joined the exclusive Yahoo Mothers Association and became the talk of the town.
As the mother or should I say wife of the youngest millionaire in the area, she became a major decision-maker in every women’s association she belonged to.
Back in the village, their fame spread like wildfire. Some people admired them and praised God for visiting the family. Others whispered in suspicion.
Long-lost uncles and relatives—who once ignored them—suddenly became concerned family members, looking for ways to reconcile and benefit from the newfound wealth.
After a while, rumors started flying among the community women. They began noticing something strange.
"This woman don dey pregnant over and over… but where are the babies?" Suspicion grew. Something wasn’t adding up, and the rumors of the suspicion was flying round.
Then, one fateful day, the mother/wife dropped a bombshell—"I’m tired of all these abortions. This time, I want to keep the baby." She told her son/husband.
The son/husband was devastated. He tried to convince her, but she refused. She went ahead and gave birth—to a child fathered by her own son.
A few days later, the young man died mysteriously. The entire community was thrown into shock and horror.
The rumors were no longer rumors—the truth was out, mother and son had been committing in**st just to acquire and maintain their wealth.
Not long after, the mother/wife out of shocks and disappointment, fell gravely ill. Within a short time, she also died, along with the newborn baby/grandson.
And just as expected, the devil took back everything.
Their wealth stopped flowing overnight. Debts and suffering gripped the family harder than before. Their luxurious properties were sold off—just to buy food.
A few years later, the financial status of the remnant of the family, home and abroad, was worse than before they ever had money.
Indeed, ritual wealth comes at a price, a price so terrifying that most people wouldn’t dare pay if they knew the full truth.
If you’re thinking about getting rich faster than normal, learn from this story and be warned!
To be forewarned is to be forearmed.
