Puzzled 2

	I sat back down at the puzzle before me. I didn’t know how it was possible, but I knew that it was actually the love of my life. He had turned himself into a jigsaw puzzle and was sent to my doorstep. I still held his face in my hand, having just washed it off after masturbating with him. I had no idea whether or not he would be upset with what I had done.
	Next to his pieces was a small bottle of glue. There was something special about the glue, when spread across connected parts it would fuse them together. The puzzle claimed that as soon as all the pieces were fused he would pop up and become real once more. My mind was torn, I wanted nothing more than to be with him once more. But I couldn’t bring myself to put him back just yet. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I wasn’t about to waste it.
	I toyed with his flattened cock, it was the first thing I had pieced together and fused with the glue. At the moment it was the only piece not connected to the rest of the puzzle. There was no doubt in my mind that he had a horrible case of blue balls at this point. In this flattened state he could feel everything I was doing with him, but he couldn’t release. 
	“Hmm” I stared down at his member, rolling it back and forth in my hand. An idea forming in the back of my mind and rolling through like a freight train. The instructions said that he would come back as soon as the puzzle was complete. It didn’t necessarily say that the puzzle had to be completed with all of the proper pieces. If the glue had the ability to fuse his pieces back together, who could say that it wouldn’t fuse other things together as well? It was worth a try at the very least. I couldn’t stop a smile from spreading across my muzzle.
	Since he was staring straight up from the table, he couldn’t see what I was doing. I ran upstairs and found a small stuffed animal, a small sacrifice for what I had planned. After gathering all of the supplies, I took a small pair of scissors and with a heavy sigh I made a clean cut through the arm, threads frayed and the cotton tried to spill out. I would have to sew it back up after this was all said and done. I certainly hoped this would work.
	I pulled out a sharpie and began tracing the outline. Since both of my hands were full, I placed his cock in my mouth and began to suck on it. I could tell that he was enjoying it by the way his body quivered on the table. The quivering was almost enough to stall my plans, but I carefully continued my tracing.
	Just to be certain he couldn’t peek, I pulled out a towel and put it over his face before picking up what would soon be either a masterpiece or a complete waste of time. All I needed to do was cut it out. My heart raced as the scissors met with the small bit of fabric, cutting along in the shape of the missing puzzle pieces. My tongue flicked the tip of his penis, rolling the skin and folding it in my maw as I finished up and placed it with the arm of the bear inside the puzzle. I crossed my fingers and began to spread the glue across the new puzzle piece. To my surprise it actually seemed to be working. The fabric fused with the edges of his skin. There was only one more thing I wanted to do before I fully fused the rest of him. I used the sharpie and wrote “Wuff’s” on the underside of his penis. Sure it could be washed off, but it would be funny at the very least.
	I pulled his cock out with a slurp and used the towel to clean it off before placing it on the table next to my boyfriend. If my theory was correct… I slathered the glue across the last few puzzle pieces that hadn’t been fused together. I watched in awe as the puzzle in front of me began to inflate into three dimensions. At the same time his detached cock inflated next to him. Before he could say anything I pulled him in for a kiss, picking up his member while he was distracted. A low growl escaped his lips, he could still feel it, I was worried he wouldn’t.
	“I love you so much. I need to get off soon, you’ve been teasing me all evening.” I helped him into a sitting position and watched his eyes widen as he saw what I had done for the first time.
	“Is that… mine?” I gave it a squeeze and he shuddered. He looked down at the limp stuffed animal arm now hanging from his crotch.
	“What is that?” He reached down and grabbed the cotton stuffed member between his legs. “Oh my god. I can feel it too.”
	“What do you mean? It feels like another arm?” I was confused, not expecting that the arm would actually become a part of him, I just wanted to make sure there was something there.
	“No, it feels like another penis actually.” He panted as he squeezed it, the arm didn’t get any harder but the cock in my hand stiffened up immediately. He was masturbating. I couldn’t blame him, but it was just strange watching him play with the fabric.
	“This feels amazing.” His eyes clenched shut, not wanting to be left out of the fun I brought his original cock back up to my muzzle and sucked on it, awaiting the inevitable and quick release. My mouth clenched tight on his knot, feeling him spasm with the first hint of an orgasm. His sweet seed filled my mouth. At the same time cotton sprayed out from the tips of the fingers from his stuffed cock. The entire experience couldn’t have been more magical. I pinched myself just to make sure that this hadn’t all been one crazy dream. It wasn’t until then that I remembered what I had written on his cock, surely it had to have been smudged at this point. With a pop I pulled him out and checked, ecstatic to see that the writing appeared to have fused with his skin. Looked like it would be there for good.
	“This is great, I think I’ll be keeping this one with me.” I finished cleaning him up and placed his penis in my pants.
	“I… think I’m okay with that, it is yours after all.” He smiled and pulled me in for another kiss. Out of curiosity I reached out and gave the stuffed arm a squeeze, eliciting another growl, his cock stiffening back up quickly. The fabric remained soft, with nothing inside to make it hard. I pulled back when I saw the paw clench a little.
	“I think I can move it like an arm, but it takes too much concentration.” He closed his eyes and the fingers curled in on themselves. This was only getting better. As much as we wanted to continue to experiment, it was getting late. Honestly, as fun as the night had been, my favorite part was just being able to snuggle up with him and fall asleep together. There would be plenty of time in the future to play around, and we would definitely consider visiting the company’s website to find out what other fun things they might have.