Midnight, the time when the day prior is refreshed and starts anew. The moon was already vibrant and high in the sky, second only to the stars that peppered the darkened sky. Under the cover of darkness, a lone shadow slid under a fence surrounding a rather large and prestigious mansion. The sly creature slid through bushes that hid his trail into the home of his target. His steps were light, inaudible to anything but the most sensitive of ears
As he snuck forward, his ears twitched and his head turned. His fur was pitch black and with the moon reflecting little light upon the land, he made a mad dash for the nearest hiding spot he could, a small hole under the house of his target. With a light thud, he slid into the hole and began to crawl under the house. From behind, he could hear the whirring mechanics of the one thing he feared. But now that he was here under the house, it was all open to him. He still had to remain quiet, but there was no need to be sneaky.
Silent as could be, he continued around various pipes and holes in the ground. It was all supported by a giant concrete slab with held by iron bars, but he didn't care about that. He just had to crawl a few more feet. In just a few more seconds, he was in position. Above him, a hole in the floor, about as wide around as a gallon jug of milk, waited lazily.
"There you are." His voice was low and gravelly, mysterious in the darkness. He slowly turned and started to crawl through the hole. It was a tight fit, but it was still wide enough that it wasn't a problem to get through. He had spent weeks on this plot, and all for a satisfying reward. "Ready or not, here I come~"
His forepaw touched a heavy fabric that covered the hole. He slowly, almost silently, pulled himself up the rest of the way through hole. He pushed the fabric up and looked around. He was in a fairly regal living room. The walls were painted a soft crimson, and said walls were covered in photos and trophies. A T.V. easily covered one of the walls, and a couch comparable to the size of a Beartic sat to his right. He pulled his way out of the hole and set the carpet down over it. He was in.
He shook his paws, coating the floor with just a few sprinkles of dirt. His body started to glow, then grew smaller and fluffier. His black fur turned brown and cream. His body slimmed around the waist then again expanded at the hips, leading to a brown tail tipped in cream. From his neck expanded a color of similarly fluffy fur, but with much more cream than brown this time. His face even shortened, now coated in brown fur that even reached to the ends of his ear. From Umbreon to Eevee, he had devolved.
The glow of his body faded away and he began to take light and silent steps over the wooden floor of the house he had broken into. He turned and scanned the area he had now entered. It was a kitchen. The counters were fairly high compared to him, but he knew the inhabitants of the house liked to use it like it should be. Everything was state-of-the-art, from the fridge to the counters to the oven and the stove. Heck, even the tiles were lined with the fanciest possible patterns found anywhere on Earth.
"Pip, Pip, Pip," he hummed, licking his lips lightly as he padded through and to the next room. "Always going and being so extravagant. Oh, sure, your job pays well, but you just had to be such a show-off. I'll be sure to give you a taste of your own medicine." Again, he licked his lips, continuing through room after room. "Now where's your staircase. I know it should be here - ah, right there."
He hummed when he noticed the grand staircase in the room after the pool room. He carefully skirted around the edges of the pool and into the next room, then up the grand staircase to the next floor. The carpet he stepped onto was soft, nearly a hundred times softer than that of the floor beneath. Heck, he could compare it to his own fluff, as weird as that may have seemed. He was incredibly soft, some had told him, but this well outmatched even him.
He shook his head and continued to walk, his steps now inaudible to even himself. He couldn't let something so stupid distract him from his goal. Already, it was so close. Just right there, not even three yards away from him, was the doorway to his target. He licked his lips, and continued forward, trying hard to slow his heartbeat and breathing. He was getting too excited - if he didn't calm down, the whole purpose of this break-in would be ruined.
He tested the door to his targets room with a light push. It opened without resistance, as expected. He held his breath as he slowly pushed the door open, mentally begging that it wouldn't creak. When it did, he tensed and looked into the room. There was movement from the bed, but it was small enough to not be of concern. He pushed the door open only a little bit more before he snuck in, his tail waving as he prepared phase two.
He continued to creep forward and towards the bed as sneakily as he could. He kept low to the ground, keeping everything possible out of sight as he snuck to the side. He slowly peeked over the edge towards the brown back of his target. He noticed the blanket covering the bed about halfway up, covering him just enough to hide the more embarrassing parts.
"There you are, Pip." He licked his lips as he slowly crawled up to the bed. He smirked, his fangs shining white as the moon's shine hit them. "So peaceful, so cute. My little friend~" He licked his lips again as he slowly crouched. His raised his haunches, tensing before he rushed forward, shoulder first.
Pip fazed out of existence as he hit him. He stumbled forward, but he was too late to stop himself. He fell off the bed and hit the floor with a light thud. Thankfully, the carpet was soft enough to prevent him from hurting himself. Not like a fall from this height actually would. Maybe a bruise or two, but nothing worse.
"Well, well, well. Look who failed in their attempt to startle me out of bed at midnight." The lights came on with clap, illuminating the room and revealing Pip to be standing in front of his attacker. "Come on, Carl. You should know me better than this by now. I always keep trip-lines in every entrance and exit of every room. I can't believe you were so careless. Now look at you. Front down, ass up and on the floor. Just the way I like it."
Carl puffed his cheeks in a light anger, glaring at Pip before he rolled over and got back on all fours. He glared at the other, slightly shorter Eevee. "You know it isn't fair when you rely on things from other Pokémon to protect yourself, jerk," he said with a light growl. He then looked away, his cheeks showing off a light red tint even though the brown fur.
"Aww, you're blushing." Pip walked past, hitting him with his tail as he headed to a fairly large dresser. "Stop being so embarrassed that I'm so much better than you at everything, Carl. You should just bow down and accept fate as it is." He started to dig through the bottom drawer. "Now, today's Thursday, isn't it? That means a good old just-past-midnight swim at the public pool. Ah, here we go." He pulled out a fairly large bag, likely filled with pool and beach stuff. "You ready to go to the pool?"
"Of course I am. What kind of question is that?" Carl scoffed, raising a paw and knocking away some fur from his eyes like a sassy teen. He took the bag from Pip and slung it over his shoulder. "Now let's get going, jerk. That pool ain't gonna swim in itself."
Along the walk from the house to town, Carl wandered behind Pip. He blamed the bag for being heavy and the late hours making him sloppy, but he couldn't lie to his own mind. His eyes never wandered from Pip's ass. That luscious, fat ass. His hips may not have been so great, but Carl didn't mind. If Pip had been a female, Carl would have definitely tried to knock him up.
Still, he remained silent and followed behind Pip. He finally managed to pull his eyes from his friends rear end and to the world around him. From the home to the town, it was a fair downward slope. Not too steep, but not too shallow either. The fields that lead to the house, like the stone road, were neatly kept and tended to on the regular, though in the dark it was hard to tell beyond that. The town they were headed to wasn't very big, but it was the only one around for miles.
Its cobblestone streets were lit by shining lights. The houses that were designed perfectly for such a town were as fancy as fancy could get. They were each two stories, and all were inhabited by rich and special families who could afford the cost of living here. Each window and wall shined with elegance, some with pride while others with the greed of snobs. Carl found it a waste of time to care too much, and focused on the road like Pip did. It would only take a few minutes to get to the pool.
Silence remained between the two as they made their way to the pool. Carl's thoughts began to wander until he heard a light beep and had to focus on Pip in order to get into the pool without being locked out. It was empty, go figure with how late it was. Heck, the pool wasn't even supposed to be open at this time, and why they hadn't just used the pool back at Pip's place was well beyond his understanding, but he didn't mind. This was a nice place to relax, too. Oh, and they had a jacuzzi here as well. Pip didn't surprisingly.
"Hey, I'll be right back. I'm just going to use the restroom before getting in." Carl didn't wait for an answer as he set the bag down and headed back to the gate. Before exiting, he took a hard right and entered the bathroom. There, he mentally face-pawed. "Alright, Carl. You're here now. You've wanted to tell him for a long time now. He's a great friend, he's really cute, too. Just go out there and tell him how you feel."
Carl took a deep breath and turned to exit, but stopped when he found someone to be blocking his way. The figure was obviously feminine. Thick hips, slim waist, curvy body. His eyes wandered up the black and purple salamander-shaped body, until his eyes met the gentle purple of the Salazzle above him. His heartbeat picked up as he scrambled back on his ass, forcing himself to be as far away from the seductive Pokémon as he could possibly be.
"Hehe~ Don't be afraid," she said calmly, moving closer even as he tried to scramble further away. He was cornered, nowhere to go. "Aww, look at how adorable you are, all cuddled up and afraid of a little girl who just wants to help you get that adorable little Eevee out there." She leaned in close, her pheromones soothing his nerves a great deal. "Shh. It's okay. I'm your friend right now."
Carl's breathing slowed, along with his heartbeat, as the soothing voice of the Salazzle and her pheromones reached his senses at their full power. His muscles relaxed and his tail laid against the floor as he watched her. He was so calm, he actually started to drool over himself. His cheeks looked to be a light red from blush, and his eyes were glazed over. He looked like he was under the effects of Attract.
"That's better." Her sharply clawed hands reached up to gently rub his cheeks. Still she grinned while pulling away and grabbing a pool bag from behind her. It was similar to the one Carl had carried here. "In this bag, you will find everything you need to get to that adorable little Eevee out there. When he comes in here to change, spike his drink with the pink potion, then lace his swimsuit with the black potion. Finally, make him drink the green one directly when he's vulnerable."
Carl wasn't sure why he nodded, but he felt he couldn't deny what she told him to do. As she set the bag down, she blew a kiss to him and left, her body disappearing into the darkness like she was made of it. As her pheromones finally disappeared and faded, Carl broke from his stupor. He got up and looked around, then to the bag. What that Salazzle had whispered in his ears hadn't left, so he felt confident about it. He picked the bag up and left the restroom.
Outside, he padded back over to where Pip was. Pip was relaxing on a reclined chair, his tail thumping lightly as the soft moonlight washed over him. Carl set the bag down and cleared his throat so his friend would know he was back.
Pip turned when he heard Carl cleared his throat, then smiled. "I was wondering why you were taking so long. Now it's my turn to change. Just give me a few minutes." He slowly got up and headed to the bathroom. "Don't wait for me, Carl! You can get in if you want!" And like that, he was in the restroom.
Carl remained behind, his heart picking up its pace as he started to dig through the bag. At the very bottom, he found what he was looking for. The pink, black, and green vials he had been told would help him get Pip. His heart was pounding in his chest as he uncorked the first vial and dumped it into Pip's drink. It seethed frothed for a few seconds before settling down. He then dabbed his paw in the next vial. Using his free paw after setting the vial down, he pulled a pair of swim trunks from the bag and started to line it with the odd serum both inside and out. When he finished, he shoved the vials as deep into the bag as he could. And it was at that time that Pip came back.
"You got my swimwear out? Thanks!" Pip wasted no time in taking the trunks from Carl and slipping them on right then and there. He noticed Carl staring and smiled. "I know it's not necessary, but decency is still a thing here, Carl. You can keep off the bathing suit, but I'd prefer to be neat and covered here." He smiled and took his entire drink in a single slurp from his drink. "Ah, that's some good tea. Now let's get swimming!"
Pip bounded over to the water, but before he could get in, his body tensed. He opened his maw, but only a choked cry came before he collapsed to the floor. He curled into a ball, his body being struck by an intense pain in every cell of his being. He began to twitch as a loud crack echoed, his hips suddenly expanding as he continued to writhe on the ground. His waist slowly thinned, growing curvier while the pattern on his tail shifted from the natural spikes to a flower. He continued to writhe on the ground, crying loudly as he felt another flash of plain running through him. His body began to twitch and he violently rolled over.
The swimsuit began to change as he twitched. It slowly began to thin itself and spread up his body. His crotch had disappeared, replaced by a slit that would have been hard to see if not for the thin fabric that now covered it. As it continued up, it split into two bands that wrapped around his shoulders and continued to his back. There, it reattached itself, covering almost the entirety of his back and rear, though it left a hole for his tail. He continued to twitch, even as he was held on his back. His eyes were panicked, his body out of his own control as Carl popped open the final vial. There was silence between the two as the vial was forced into Pip's mouth. The fluid flowed out quickly, though Pip tried to prevent himself from swallowing the sweet-scented liquid. Carl held his friend's nose shut and forced him to close his maw once the vial had been spit out. It took a few seconds before he swallowed, the liquid flowing smoothly down his throat and into his stomach. Carl finally pulled away, watching his friend continue to spasm and twitch on the floor. It lasted several more minutes before it finally calmed.
When it finally did, the slow rise and fall of Pip's chest was the only sign that he was still alive. From head to toe to the tip of his tail, he was now covered in sweat. But now that it was over, Carl started to circle him and get a good look at Pip's body. His groin was now a small slit, hidden by both fur and the new swimsuit he wore. His hips were much wider, his ass much more like a bubble while his hips had slimmed. His paws and arms were slightly slimmer, though that was a hard difference to tell from when he had been twitching. And a sweet scent was being radiated from him, too. Pip has gone from a boy who wanted some fun to a female who wanted some as well.
"Well, was that it?" Carl continued to circle his now-female friend. He was unconscious, likely would be for a while. "That Salazzle really just wanted me to do this to Pip? I mean, he's hotter now, but I don't understand how this was supposed to help me. He's unconscious. And that's no fun."
As though his words were magic, Pip began to twitch back to life. His eyes opened first and he looked around confused. He then slowly started to get up, his body struggling as though he had been paralyzed and was only now just getting feeling back. He looked pained, though the pain seemed to be mixed with something more.
"Oww, my head." Pip raised a paw and rubbed his temple, but not before realizing how high-pitched his voice was now compared to before. "Wh-what happened to my voice?! Wh-why is my swimsuit like this?" He turned and looked to Carl. "What did you do to me, Carl?"
Carl was hesitant to respond, but steeled up his courage as he started to pad closer to Pip. He could see something in his friend's eyes. Fear, perhaps? "You don't have to worry about that," he said, licking his lips as he padded closer. Pip tried to back away, but it would be futile soon enough. "Look at you, all dressed up for me in that suit. You're a girl now, no need to worry. I'm just going to be getting what I've wanted for a long time now~"
"C-Carl? What's gotten into you? Why are you suddenly like this?" He continued to back away until his paw slipped over an edge. He turned and swallowed; he was at the edge of the pool now, with no way out of here. That was when he smelt it. His heart dropped at the scent of heavy and lustful musk. "Whoa, calm down, Carl." He swallowed hard as the male continued to get closer. "Th-this isn't you! Please, snap out of this!" He noticed an odd flash of silver from behind Carl as he still moved closer, ever so much more intimidating.
"You don't tell me what to do," he whispered. Now he was in Pip's face. His fangs were bared, his claws out as he raised a single paw to Pip's chest. "No, you're not the one in control here, you rat. I'm the one on top this time! You may have been so rich, so powerful, but now it's my turn to be the leader for once! And this is my time for that revenge." Strength surged through him as he shoved Pip into the water, resulting in a loud splash and a breath for air from the shocked 'Vee.
Pip struggled to find which direction was up until he hit the floor of the pool. He kicked upwards and broke the surface, panting and coughing as water had flowed into his maw when he had been pushed in. As he was gasping for air, Carl pulled a small stone from under his scruff. It was blue, and it looked like the inside was flowing water. He crushed it and his body was encased in a white glow.
Carl slowly continued forward as his body slimmed and elongated. His tail became cylindrical and led to a fin-shaped end while his once-fluffy scruff began to extend and thin. It slowly wrapped around his throat in the form of a frill while his ears did a similar transformation, though they were still where his ears would be, just frilly. Slowly, as the glow pulled away, his fur became a gentle and deep blue. Carl had evolved into Vaporeon.
He slid into the water silently before disappearing altogether. While Pip was keeping himself up above the water, Carl was starting his plan down below. When Pip attempted to swim to the side of the pool, Carl pulled him under. He wrapped around him, almost invisible as he rubbed his paws up and down Pip's side. Pip struggled the entire time until Carl let him up, only to suddenly slash out. Pip screamed under the water as a small bit of blood escaped from a wound caused by Carl's sharp claws. Not only that, but the swim suit had also come off from the slash, leaving Pip naked, or as naked as an Eevee could be when not shaven clean.
Pip broke the surface, coughing up water as he made another break for the edge of the pool. This time, he made it to the edge before someone grabbed his legs and held him into the pool. He wasn't bleeding badly, so he didn't fear blood loss, but if Carl kept him there, it was likely he would get infected by something. He attempted to kick his friend off, but to no avail. All he hit was water.
He struggled to get back up, but as his chest hit the side, he was dragged back into the water. He was held below the surface as something wrapped around him. His paws suddenly snapped together, held now by something he couldn't see. The same was true for him bottom pair, and now he couldn't swim. He was let go, and he struggled to get to the surface. He started to fall deeper into the water, unable to tread it or kick up.
That was when the nightmare began. When he hit the bottom of the floor, something gripped his bottom legs. There was a sudden warmth around his groin. Carl reformed and solidified between his legs, maw open as he began to lick the slit of the unsuspecting 'Vee. Pip cried out, though there was nothing to hear as he struggled against the licks of his best friend. He kicked, but they were weak and pathetic as he was bound; his vision was starting to darken and become dotted. He attempted to kick at Carl's chest, but it was once again futile. Carl soon stopped licking the newly formed slit and instead moved lower. Pip could see him doing that, and whimpered. A tongue darted from the lips of his friend and hit him in the ass. His body tensed at the odd feeling.
Carl started to notice a lack of a struggle from the bound 'Vee as he licked up and down his friend's ass. Not much to say other than he was furry and quite plump. He started to see less bubbles as the seconds flew by, and immediately knew why. He quickly wrapped his paws around Pip and pulled him to the surface. Once they hit, Pip gasped loudly for air. He leaned against Carl as they slowly swam to the edge of the pool, where Pip was then thrown out. Carl followed, his body shifting back to Eevee as Pip tried to get back some air.
"How do you like it, Pip?" Carl went to the bag and grabbed a Fire Stone from it. He crushed it, turning white once more before he evolved again, this time into Flareon. He slowly padded back over. "Having your pussy licked~ Your ass eaten out~ How do you like it, you little slut. Do you like it as much as I like it? Maybe, perhaps, even more?" He licked his lips and slowly rolled Pip onto his back, looking down at the flush-faced Eevee with a lustful grin.
Pip looked up to him, then growled. "Th-this is rape, Carl. You can't just do this to me! I haven't given you any c-consent!" He struggled against the binds, still to no avail. When he saw Carl glaring, he attempted to roll away, but was stopped as a powerful paw was placed on his chest. "Let me go! This will be reported to the... Carl?" His friend was staring blankly at him. There was no emotion in his eyes at all. "Carl? Can you hear me?"
"No, he can't," someone said from what he figured was behind him. He attempted to turn, but the figure moved above him before he could actually see it. It was a Salazzle. "He is merely being drugged again. Heat is a cruel mistress until it can be fixed on both ends." She dragged a claw down his stomach and to the scar. It was partially healed, though not entirely. "But... it is a fun game to watch..." She smirked and slid her claw past his scar and to his new nether regions. "Now, it's time for you to accept it." With her other hand, she stabbed him in the shoulder with a needle. She then removed it, then headed to Carl. She removed a needle from his wait. "Play nice, you two~" And like that, she had left.
As Pip laid there, he began to feel a burning pain passing through his body. His muscles tensed as his fur started to grow hot. He grit his teeth as the flaring pain began to focus, first in his groin, then in his paws and mind. In a matter of maybe seconds, his body felt like it was literally on fire. And he was going to be suffering if it wasn't dealt with.
Carl was in a similar boat. His world spun momentarily as he was drugged. When everything was put back into focus, he looked up to Pip. There were tears at the corners of his eyes, and his slit was puffy and leaking something. He bent down and took a lick of the mostly clear liquid. It tasted sweet, though he could taste a bit more in there. He ignored the mostly bitter taste and instead glared at him. Damn, that body was giving off the most intoxicating scent he had ever smelled, and his body hungered for it.
Carl didn't wait for Pip to say anything before he dug in. Even around the bitter taste, he licked and cleaned every drip of honey from the drugged cuntboy. He was a leaking mess of both bitter and sweet, though eventually he got used to the former and only tasted the sweetness. Pip, within seconds, was a moaning mess. Even bound, he struggled, trying to get more to relieve the pain he and his body was in.
"P-please, just fuck me!" Pip couldn't believe how desperate he sounded, but he knew why. His groin was on fire, and Carl's tongue wasn't helping at all. "Just fuck me and fill me with something that can take away all this pain! I don't give shit about how you do it, just fucking fuck me!"
After that, Carl couldn't hold in his instinct any longer. He crawled over Pip, their bodies creating steam as cool nectar met burning hot pre. They remained like this for a few moments before Carl lined himself with Pip's entrance and slammed in full force. Pip screamed in pain, but was silenced as Carl forcefully kissed him. Heck, there was even tongue before the pain had started to fade away from him.
Carl pulled out as Pip gave in to the kiss. The tip of his dick remained in before he slammed back into Pip, earning a squeak, followed by a loud moan, from the pained 'Vee. Mercy was off the table as Carl rammed into Pip, their bodies creating a cloud of steam that rose, along with their body temperatures. Pip's usually cool demeanor was torn to shreds as Carl's burning hot body rid him of pain and created pleasures he had never felt before. His tongue fought back against Carl's as the kiss only deepened in the pleasure.
Every thrust was pure ecstasy between the duo. Carl's hips moved slow at first, picking up pace as the pleasure began to wear thin. Pip's own bucked against every thrust, earning a loud slap between them as knot met slit and balls met ass. Carl eventually pulled out of the kiss. A trail of saliva kept their maws connected, but that ended as Carl licked his lips. He looked at the ecstatic face of Pip, enjoying how his tongue lolled out and he drooled on himself in pleasure. That look of love and lust in his eyes shined brightly and drove Carl's will to fuck his friend senseless.
His thrusting began to grow violent, earning squeaks of pain from Pip. Pip's paws had wrapped around Carl's shoulders, holding him tightly and keeping him so close that the fire actually began to burn. Carl could feel the steam building between them, pushing and pulling and taking away the only thing that kept them cool. Carl didn't care, his hips moving faster and slamming against Pip's own. The heat was painful like every thrust, but it was like a drug. A drug of lust and want, of desire for the heat that could never be rid of in any other way.
Pip let out a loud scream, his back arching as he felt a sudden rush of pleasure run up his spine. It hit hard as he felt a large amount of sticky honey gush out and around his friend's dick and to their crotches and the concrete floor. He could feel as his friend's dick enlarged, or he just tightened up, before a sudden warmth spread through his body. He could hear his friend moan aloud, but it was drowned out in pleasure and fear. It took a few seconds for him to realize what had happened, but when he did, he panicked.
He attempted to kick Carl off, but a pain where they connected caused him to seize up. He felt it now that they were tied by his friend's knot, and it absolutely horrified him. Though, it seemed that Carl wasn't sharing these feelings for once. He continued to move, sending pleasurable jolts up and down Pip's spine. No matter how much pleasure there was, he was horrified. Still, he couldn't do anything. Even if he managed to kick Carl off, he still had these rope-things around his paws. He couldn't escape even if there was an opening to.
After a few minutes of hated pleasure, Carl finally pulled his retreating rod out of Pip. He looked down to his friend before he chuckled. A flash of white and he was an Eevee again. He raised a claw to the ropes at his feet and cut them, allowing him to finally spread his legs out. Pip let out a relieved sigh and leaned his head against the floor as a similar motion happened at his forepaws. He collapsed there, his breathing heavy and his eyes shut, thinking it was all over. He found himself sadly mistaken when Carl got over him, hips slightly lowered and partially-erect cock at his lips.
"Come on, you can't think I'd be done already. Get your tongue and paws to work. I've got a few more loads in me before we can leave, little guy." He grinned, waving his hips and spreading a bit of remaining honey and pre on the lips and cheeks of Pip. Such a degrading act and tone of voice. "Get those lips and paws working, Pip. I don't want to get forceful this time."
Pip whined as the tip of his friend's cock was pushed a bit under his lips. He swallowed and opened his mouth, only to have Carl slam straight into his throat. He gagged from the sudden thrust, but there was no time to get used to it as Carl started to pump his hips, hitting the back of Pip's throat at every thrust. He gagged every time, but it wasn't like he could do anything. He was weak and tired, much more so than Carl was. He could barely keep his mouth open enough for Carl to thrust.
"That's good. Just give up." He started to notice Pip's eyes growing hazy. He didn't really care as he continued. He had already been sensitive before, and with the recent release, he was still quite a bit more sensitive than last time. It didn't take long for him to feel something building up within him. "Come on, Pip. You're doing a good job. Just a few more minutes and you'll be done."
Pip whined, tears flowing down his cheeks as the sweet yet bitter taste of Carl's internal essence assaulted his mouth and throat. The heavy and lustful musk wasn't helping anything, either - it only made things worse. Pip's vision was darkening, his airways blocked by Carl's quick and less than methodical thrusts. He could feel the meat that hit his throat throbbing and sending bits of bittersweet pre-cum down his throat and to his stomach. He hated every second of it.
Time passed quickly as his body nearly gave up on trying to stay conscious. Before he could even register wat was happening, Carl pulled out of his mouth, saliva trailing after and dripping down on his chest and stomach. Everything afterwards was a blur, but he could remember something warm and sticky hitting his face and chest. Not even three seconds later, he passed out.
Pip wasn't sure when he woke next. He remembered the soft feeling of his bed under him, his blankets covering his body like they had always in the nights before. He groggily got up, yawning and stretching as the memories of what had happened before reached him. He quickly shook them off as a dream and slid out of bed. He was sure he would have remembered if that had actually happened.
He slid out of his room and down the grand staircase to the kitchen, where he grabbed a simple parfait from the fridge. He ate it straight from the cup, not bothering to grab a spoon or anything. He was too tired to really want to, much more so than he had before the dream from last night. As he was eating, the faint ring of the doorbell echoed through the house. Curious, he set his breakfast down and headed to the door. Once there, he opened it and noticed an oddly familiar Salazzle.
"Oh, hello, Miss Toxic," he said, rubbing his eyes as she leaned down and rubbed his head. He pulled away, using a paw to neaten his hair. "I wasn't expecting you to come by today. Thought you said the next order wouldn't arrive until Saturday."
"Well, it is Saturday," she giggled back. She set a box down with her other hand. It was rather small, but not that small compared to the deliveries from before. "When I came by yesterday, Carl answered the door and said you were taking a long and well-deserved rest. I figured maybe you'd be awake today, so here you go." She smiled and rubbed his head again. "Have a nice day, Pip. Oh, and make sure next time you head to the pool, you lock the gate after you. When I came by, it was wide open. See you next week, dear~" She blew a kiss and walked away, tail and hips waving sexily behind her.
"Wait... What?" He looked after her, attempting to register what she had told him. "W-was that dream not a dream?!" His eyes widened and he quickly rushed inside and to the main living room. He reached for the phone, but tripped over the carpet and hit the ground with a thud. "Oww. My chest... and head." He slowly managed to get up, rubbing his head as he looked at where he had tripped from. He noticed a dent in the floor, and grit his teeth. He pulled back the carpet and looked at the hole in the floor. "Carl... You damn idiot."
As he was about to put down the carpet, he noticed a sticky-note on the table. He set the carpet down and grabbed the note, noticing the messy handwriting on it. He read it aloud.
"Dear Pip, Sorry I couldn't have been there when you woke up; there's always something to explore nowadays. I hope you enjoyed the night we had Thursday. I know I enjoyed the games we got to play. Well, when I see you next time, I hope you're ready for a round two. Oh, and I left you a small gift. It should be in your fridge behind the milk. Love you~"
Pip crumpled the note and threw it at the wall. "What the hell?!" he snapped loudly. He hit the floor with his paw, earning a thud that echoed in the room. "Carl, what the hell were you thinking? That wasn't right." He snarled and started to head back to the kitchen to find the gift left behind. It couldn't have been any worse than what had happened.