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It was... quite an amusing sight. Well, at least for everyone except Duke. Down came those speedos and flopping out came the smallest dick in the room. By quite the margin at that. What had been good eight inches of uncut shark dick, was now mere couple inches long little nub, looking rather comical the way stuck out of the muscular shark's crotch. Sure, it still looked the same with the foreskin and all, but four times smaller.
“What did your boyfriend call that? Sea serpent? It honestly looks more like a shrimp.”
Came the rather mocking tone of the fox, who slowly shifts his weight from one leg to another and reaches his own hand down to grasp the stretched out waistband of his jockstrap.
“This is what you call a serpent.”
With that, down came Palmarian's jockstrap and there was an audible smack as his once trapped dick was freed, landing squarely upon the deer's open hand down below, who'd been far too busy admiring the vulpine's junk to even notice what had happened to his boyfriend. The only thing he had eyes and attention for, was that absolutely monstrous, black monolith of a cock, now resting upon his palm.Visible veins snaking along the length, potent musk wafting off of it, able to give a horse a run for their money, let alone his boyfriend... the deer was completely entranced.
“What do you think? Doesn't your dick look better on me?”
The fox asks, not even trying to play coy about what had happened to Duke's package. Not like he had to, since he already had the shark's boyfriend wrapped around his finger... or in this case, the other way around. Palmarian could feel the deer's fingers attempting to wrap around his gargantuan meat, though came nowhere close to reaching completely around it, maybe halfway at most. The tight grasp only causing the fox's cock to throb harder and all the while, the deer was panting like a doe in heat, letting his warm breath wash over the vulpine's cock as he attempts to control his growing urges. The urge to worship a giant, superior fox cock...
“The fuck... uhh... there better be a reverse button to this or something. You're gonna give it back, right?”
Duke asks, far more concerned with the state of his shrunken junk, than paying attention to his boyfriend. A question to which Palmarian simply shrugged his shoulders, spreading his arms out in a rather nonchalant manner and bringing one of his hands to rest upon the dick drunk deer's neck, quickly reminding the now ill-equipped man of where his lover was... and what he had on his hand.
“I dunno. Why don't we ask your boyfriend and see what he thinks?”