"They said to hold on, and to be very careful with his cum. They'll be sending some people over to take a look at him. It'll be a few hours before they can get here, but-"
Reed's heart skips a beat. "Be careful with his cum? It's a little late for that now. The stuff is everywhere! I don't think we could avoid it, even if we wanted to! And... And..." The fox stops speaking, a wave of realization washing over him. His hand rises up bit by bit, approaching his head with a few stuttering jerks. He cringes when his palm makes contact with a drying glob, and his expression turns into one of disgust when he wipes tries to wipe it away. The fox pulls his hand down in front, sticking his tongue out and clenching his eyes shut when he sees it, trying to shake it off. He shivers when he turns back up at Stan. "The stuff fell onto me, Stan! I've already got it in my fur, alright? And Aaron... He tasted it, Stan!"
"He what?" Stan stops, his eyes fixed on Reed.
"It was really good!", Aaron chips in, glancing over the huge mess splattered all over the room. "Want to try it?"
"I'll... pass, thanks," Stan responds. He shudders and shivers as he turns away from the lion. "Has anything happened yet? You feel okay? Aaron hasn't showed any signs of... anything?"
"So far, I don't think anything's happened. At least, anything new," He says, nudging his head towards the giant that's resumed exploring his new mass. "They say anything about what's so dangerous about his cum?" Reed hesitates as he looks back up at the lion. Aaron's distracted again as he glances over the room, licking his lips at the idea. The lion has enough self-control to keep himself from lapping up whatever he sees, but his eager smile does little to help calm Reed down.
"They didn't say anything more specific than that," He says, taking a cautious step closer to Reed. The fox shakes his head, stepping away and looking towards the door.
"Stan, you should... You should wait outside." Reed shivers a little as he looks back over the room, the mess now making him wince whenever he looks at it. "I've already got the stuff all over, so if touching it's... I don't know, infected me or something, then there's not much I can do about it. You didn't get it all over your head, so you should at least be safe..."
The ferret pauses, looking back up at Aaron for a moment. "You sure you'll be okay?"
"No, I'm not," He responds, his voice dropping in volume. "I'm trying to take care of a giant, I've gotten soaked in contaminated cum, and even if I get out of this, I'll probably be dead meat anyways. But I have to manage something, don't I?"
"Reed, look, I'll stay if-"
"Don't," Reed interrupts, his tone firmer. "Stan, it's a relief to have you around. I don't think I can leave Aaron alone anymore, so you can still help if you can go around the mansion when he needs something. But if something happened to you..."
Stan nods, his head tilting down before it returns to his fox. "Okay. Just be careful, Reed. I'll be right outside if you need me."
Reed's muzzle bobs up and down an inch. "I will. Thanks, Stan."
The ferret heads back to the door, the two of them staring at each other the entire time. The door swings open, and the two both pause before Stan leaves, the door clicking shut behind him. Reed sighs and shakes his head when he sees his boyfriend leaves.
"Is something wrong, Reed?" The fox's head tilts back up to, the lion's curious expression meeting him. "Did something happen?" The lion looks down and around the room. "Where'd Stan go?"
"I asked him to wait outside," Reed responds, his composure wavering when he speaks.
Aaron scratches his head. "Why? Is something wrong?"
You mean, besides the fact that I'm dealing with a giant, growing lion and that I'm covered in more cum than a bad porn flick? Reed pauses, trying to figure out what he can say. "He called the people who made the... whatever-you-took. They said that we should be careful with your cum, Aaron."
"Why? I already tasted it, and it was fine." Aaron grins as he takes a large glob of it onto his paw, before shoving a finger close to Reed. "Here, try for yourself!"
Reed holds his hands up in front, pushing at Aaron's hand with little success. "Aaron, please!" But the giant chunk of white is so much more pungent than the small glob that hit his head. He reels back at the stench of semen, his entire body struggling to push away. The whole situation's putting him off, but with Aaron looming over him, forcing a massive cum-covered finger at him... Something about the entire situation's setting him off.
"You okay, Reed?" The lion shuffles closer, a couple of thick arms laying on the ground. The lion almost crawls over to get a better look at the fox.
He wasn't okay. His heart pounded as he tilts up to see the lion. His entire body is stirring, sweat starting to gather on his skin and fur. His breathing turns from weaker gasps to deep, steady pants. The lion's eyes widen as he looks down, trying to catch what's happening to the fox.
"Reed? Is that.... Are you..."
The fox grunts and tugs at the chest of his uniform. His suit, already ruffled and wrinkled from everything, is becoming uncomfortably warm and tight for the fox. He was used to his stuffy suit, but right now... It's just too much to handle...
"Oh, man, Reed! You're totally gonna... Awesome!" Aaron grins wide, his hand reaching down, a massive claw digging around to try to help Reed rip off his outfit. Reed tries to stop him, but he's too unsteady to manage more than a push at the claw. "C'mon, Reed. You'll enjoy it by the time it's done! I should know... I barely tasted my cum, but I can feel a little, too!"
Reed tries to breath and clear his head, but the ever-present musk of the room drives him deeper and deeper into his haze. As he looks down at himself, his mind manages to grasp just what's happening...
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