              Haunted house of vorrors

Kris and Kyle walked along the sidewalk towards an unknown destination. Well it was pretty well known to Kris, he just knew Kyle would be super hesitant if they knew what he had planned for the night. The sky had been filled with clouds bloating out the heavens above, it was late past 10:00 PM. They would walk past houses porch lights turned off empty bowels that used to hold treats. The wolf walked with a stride to his step with a sense of ease about him, casually dressed in a skeleton t-shirt and sweatpants. The raccoon on the other hand walked with a little more hesitation without knowing where they were headed, he worried it'd be some kind of prank. The raccoon also had to stop every few minutes to readjust his pants, he always wondered how Kris had mastered walking for such a long time without his hyper shaft getting tangled up in his undies. The Raccoon dressed in a casual t-shirt and sweatpants with the words spoopy written across the shirt. As they started to approach the edge of the forest, the nervous coon looked over at the wolf, speaking in a somewhat hesitant tone. “You said we were heading to a Halloween party, but we've just past the last of the houses.”

Kris smiled back over at his cousin seemed like a good point to tell him at this point he'd be too spooked to walk home all alone, so he'd have to stay. “Well you see I heard over the rumor mill a bunch of our classmates were planning to hang out in the abandoned manor, you know the one where the family all mysteriously vanished from 20 years ago.” Kyle rolled his eyes, everyone, and their dog knew what happened to that family they all vanished and then their son who had been visiting for collage came back to school 10 times fatter overnight. Kris looked over at his cousin as they walked, the crisp night air tickling his fur. “Yeah I know it's more than a bit silly but to be honest I don't really care about all that mystery crap, I just wanted to crash a party with you. So I managed to get an invitation, so we can make our own spooky legend around that house.

Kyle walked a bit closer to Kris, raising his voice slightly. “But you said this was just going to be a normal party, were not really going to-” Kris shushed his cousin as he saw the others up ahead, a few unrecognizable faces. Folks they'd see in the back of the classroom chatting or hanging out together during gym no one Kyle knew too well, mostly just knew from passing in the hall or an occasional group project. The group was a mixture of species, all kinds of shapes and sizes. Blick a real edge lord looking shark with black hair and scales black sclera and red eyes was trying to scale the fence in hopes of removing a few blockers from the other side. His tracksuit had been ripped open on one of the fence's spikes. Seems the two had made it just in time as he tumbled over the edge, pants caught on the fence, leaving him bottomless as he opened the gate. He blushed brightly, twin hyper cocks swinging free while he climbed up and grabbed his damaged pants. The frustrated shark got a whistle from Fred as the short alligator walked past him.

Blick looked over at the two, who had just arrived in time for the show. “Y-your late Kris, you promised to help with all the locks and stuff if I let you come.” The shark's pants had a few tears in them and looked on their last legs now Kyle just tried to focus on the shark's face out of awkwardness. “Sorry, I was going to have dad drop me and Kyle off near the edge of town, but he had to do something last minute, so we had to walk. Don't worry, though, I got the rest of the locks for sure. The shark rolled his eyes and turned around, heading up the lawn toward the manor, “Well hurry up, then we plan to hang out inside till dawn and if you chicken out at any point, were not walking you home.” He spoke in a frustrated flustered tone walking off tail practically dragging behind him.

Kyle grabbed at his cousin's shirt to stop him before he stepped forward. “Wait you're going to break in what happens if someone finds out or a bunch of stuff is broken, that seems risky.” The wolf just shrugged it off and kept walking. “It'll be fine if anyone gets on to me, I'll just churn em.” This was the wolves answer to most of his problems, and much to Kyle's frustration it often worked. Kris walked up to the door past the group to the locked front door. It had a simple padlock on it, seemed easy enough to break. Fred spoke up, looking at the wolf, “Were's your tools?” Kris just smiled down at the younger gator, pulling down his pants a moment to whip out his dick. “Don't need anything fancy when you know how to work your body just right.” He pressed the padlock into his dick Fred looked on curious but most others looked away, the shark however was terrible at hiding his eyes as they laid clearly open behind his hands. One swift clench was all it took to shatter the lock, the wolf pointing his dick down, letting the crushed lock spill out with a load of pre on the ground below before putting his junk away. 

Jimmy looked over at Kris with a somewhat disgusted expression. Jimmy was a fat bunny Kyle did a few projects with in class, and by with he mainly means for. Not that he didn't try, Kyle just often times found himself redoing a lot of the bunnies work since science wasn't his best subject. His fur was normally silky gray, but tonight he'd dyed it white for his vampire costume, being the only person to show up to this party in costume. “You really couldn't have brought along a pair of pliers or something instead, that's hella nasty.” Kris just shrugged and walked over the puddle, followed by the rest of the group.

The manor was large and imposing, cobwebs strewn across the walls. It had a tacky floral wall paper that peeled from the walls. The foray looked decent, a few tables and chairs covered in sheets and an imposing set of stairs set in the middle of the room to the upstairs. Four doors leading to alternate rooms around the first floor with 3 that could be seen from above with two hallways on either side of the upstairs. Jack stepped forward and turned around to look at the group, he had broad shoulders, a muscular Mallard duck wearing an I'm feeling bonely t-shirt and  a pair of jeans. “Alright, gang, let's split up and search for clues.” He paused awkwardly waiting for a response, did he like wanna role play or was he just making a joke. He eventually coughed and walked over to a corner.

Blick stepped forward and started walking blindly into the dark, heading for the stairs. “I'm going to go exploring, lets all meet up again in the foray at dawn.” Jack, feeling a little awkward, walked off on his own into one of the side rooms. Wilbur was close friends with Jack, Kris would always see them hanging out together in school anytime they could. He was a white dragon with dim gray back spikes that poked out the back of his jacket. He nearly tripped over his hyper shaft, the thing was so huge it could put Kris's father to shame. It ran down his left pants leg, making one of his legs look three times thicker than the other.

Fred walks up the stairs on his own and walks into the left hallway, the sounds of a creaking door opening and closing follow him. Ed just leaned against the wall and looked out the window at the garden. The flowers had died from the cold and the bushes had become overgrown. Kris and his cousin walked into one of the other rooms, leaving the rest of the group behind to filter around the house on their own. Kris looked over at Kyle with a devilish smile, and Kyle knew exactly what was on his mind. “So what, do you want me to head out and block the gate while you go all slasher with your cock or something?” Kris chuckled but shook his head. “Nah, slasher movies Slasher stories just don't carry as much impact as a good mystery. I was thinking we both make them vanish one by one. Make it a contest, see who gets more by morning.” Kyle looked at the decrepit old kitchen they were trespassing in, blushing brightly, thinking about how good it always felt. “I-i guess…”

Kris walked off on his own leaving Kyle behind in the kitchen to his lewd thoughts. Kyle suddenly having to deal with his shaft chubbing up in his pants, making the fabric stretch. Kris looked around the foray now empty, the front door wide open, it was closed shortly after they came in. Kris just started to wonder, looking through a few of the rooms mostly empty, the floorboards creaking as he walked. Then he spotted Jimmy, he was snooping through some old-looking books in what looked like a living room. He noticed the rabbit from behind, and he seemed engrossed by whatever he was reading. Best to get his head inside first, so he doesn't make much noise. Problem was the room didn't have doors, only archways. Plus, he'd need a few minutes to churn them down and find a place to hide them. It was so much more complex when you weren't just rampaging. If someone saw that, might just run and ruin the rumor he wanted so spread.

He passed up on Jimmy for just a second until he looked into an adjacent room and found a small empty bathroom. It was near pitch black since it didn't have any windows, but it'd be the perfect spot to drag his meal. Unfortunately the rabbit had seen him, so a straight-up sneak attack was out of the question now. It was a big house on the other hand if he just acted quick. Kris walked up to the rabbit, who still looked a little grossed out at the white wolf from his display just a few minutes ago. “Hey uhh Jim, I wanted to say… huh, is Ed taking a shit in the bird bath outside?” He pointed out the window at a random bush, and Jimmy turned his head for just a moment to look.

At that exact moment, Kris pulled down his pants and whipped out his hyper shaft. The pink cock semi hard just from thinking about his meal. The wolf, lowering himself a moment before springboarding up in the air. The rabbit looked back just in time to see the cock like he was staring down the barrel of a gun. It slammed down over his head and easily engulfed the rabbit's shoulders. He tried to scream out, but it was mostly muffled by heated cock flesh. Creamy pre-soaking into the fat rabbit's fur. He tried to pull away, move his arms, but they were pinned to his sides. For his first meal of the night, he let gravity do most of the work, slipping down over Jim's vampire cape and silly little outfit. The wolf teen didn't have to apply any force at all until it came to the rabbit's gut like a knot to an ass, he struggled to push that gut inside. It wouldn't take long, but a chill climbed up along the wolf's spine line thousands of tiny spiders giving him an electric feeling shock. He heard the creaking sound of footsteps, and this guy wasn't hardly halfway down.

They were distant but getting closer, he needed to move. He dragged the rabbit along the inside of the room over to the bathroom. He struggled and pulled on random furniture, creating more noise. His pulling also served as a way for him to pull himself further out, letting him do more damage. The wolf just getting him into the bathroom before anyone saw. The room though was a serious mess, and he left a small trail of pre inside the room and sputtered on the furniture. His cock throbbed and the boy, well he didn't really feel like showing mercy since he was almost caught out on his first catch. He clenched his fat cock hard, slurping down the fatty, his belly going down with ease when he's willing to get a bit more brutal. His legs flailing around wildly as they sank in the rabbit, forced to endure the intense smells of pungent ball slop getting heavier and heavier in what little air he had. Warm pre soaking into his fur and matting it down. Kris stroking along his shaft as the bulge inside sinks on down legs, vanishing from this world.

Kris sat back on the toilet in that pitch-black room, door shut tight, feeling his balls really fill as the fatty splashed down into the warm mixture. The inside of his balls were normally near black, but inside an already pitch-black room, the rabbit couldn't see his hand in front of his face. The walls were tight, and the warm ball batter splashed all around him, melting away at his clothes. He pressed out on the walls, and Kris turned on his phone light to look at the fat rabbit struggle and press against those giant orbs. His body already starting to lose its shape. 

Meanwhile, Blick had wondered downstairs after hearing a strange noise. He found the living room an absolute wreck, he just wanted to explore, he hoped his friends weren't trashing the place. Then he heard the strangest sound, almost like a wailing sound. Some liquid sound coming from a side room, he jiggled the door handle, but it was locked. It was pitch black from what he could tell looking at the underside of the door, but he heard maybe water? It sounded thick, like mud stirred around, maybe the plumbing was still active. Not only that, but it'd be odd with no power in the house. Then he heard a guttural noise warped and horrifying from the locked room, like someone was drowning in mud. It was disgusting and made his spine tingle, it was un-anthro sounding a leaky pipe in the mud or something. The sound belted out again, and he briskly left the room, heading back to the foray muttering. “Just the plumbing…”

Inside those nuts the rabbit found himself slogging away into the churning mass of liquid in gallons. Body melting away, he could feel himself shrinking in the mass, his energy fading like he was about to pass out. He tried to yell out one more time, but the bottom of his jaw dripped off melting into the pool, the rabbit passing out from shock after he realized what had happened body slapping into the pool below. It'd still take some time for the body to degrade enough for him to put his pants back on. Kyle on the other hand was lingering around the foray, a little too nervous to wonder the halls on his own. Though, he was excited to fill up his balls the more he thought about it. His pants would start to swell again, Kyle suddenly trying to think of other thoughts, his pants nearly exploded from pressure back in the kitchen. He just needs to move, heading up the stairs to the hallway on the left. He saw a door slightly open and looked inside. Fred was sitting on a real comfy looking bed playing on his phone.

Kyle walked inside slowly and closed the door behind him, Fred looking over from his phone before getting up. This cub was short and chubby, in a room all on his own he'd be an easy meal for sure. He walked up to him and the boy just looked at the coon. “Did you want something?” Without hesitation, Kyle takes out his cock, making the cub's eyes wide. The alligators cock throbbed in his pants, looking like his pants were going to burst. He didn't yell out, he just blushed brightly as Kyle brought the shaft closer to the boy's face, trying to get him in quick. Cock slamming down over his head, the boy's pants exploded pre sputtering out as his fat hyper reptile balls swing free.

He strokes along that shaft for just a moment before trying to pull away. His lust intense, but as he realizes this is what the coon wanted instead of sex, he began to really struggle. The shark walking up the stairs when he heard a creaking sound from one of the rooms in the hallway up ahead and the distant sounds of muffled wailing. He slowly backed away, down into the foray. Kyle slammed his shaft down well past the boy's chest and gut, working down his hyper shaft and legs now. The inside of that shaft was dark and musky the smell was really intense his cock throbbing hard, a little pre oozing out as the boy relaxed and more or less accepted his fate. His form slicking down, gently wiggling into those balls. Kyle stands and feels the form below sway and slosh inside his heavy sack. He wasn't struggling at all. The raccoon leaning back against the window, gently groping over his round sagging orbs, feeling his meal slipping away further into the growing slurry.

The gentle sound of rain drops hitting the window behind him as it started to sprinkle. The window distorting the raccoons form through the window as he relaxed and let his balls degrade the form of the poor gator. The gator pumping away at his shaft while his body slogged off in heavy melting chunks, blushing so intensely if anyone could see him, he'd look like a beat. His own balls churning and prepping a heavy load even as they melted below the churning ooze. With a heavy huff and some cum sludge logged moans, the boy cums and splatters a load into those heavy orbs before collapsing into the mixture below.

Kris finally got his pants back on, but his balls were clear as day, overflowing with creamy jizz. He'd just have to blame hormones if anyone saw him before he saw them. He walked and instantly noticed the rain starting to pour outside. The wolf heard someone making a ruckus just a few rooms over, he wondered if it was Kyle having a good time. Stepping down the dark halls, he found David under a pile of books, alone in a personal library. A shelf had been knocked over, the large, muscular green dragon getting up and pushing over another shelf. Then he starts ripping up random books before he notices Kris. “Oh hey, was just getting bored, thought it might be fun to tare down the library for the hell of it, wants to join in?” 

The dragon gave off smug jock energy, and Kris thought he'd purged everyone like that from the school. Seems he just got the ones of the sports teams. What really ticked off the wolf was the specific books he really had been tarring into. Could be a coincidence, but it just seemed particularly odd he was only tarring up books about sociology, and in particular the one in his hands. To kill a mocking bird a story about racism against mocking bird anthro's created in a time when that was a real issue in the world still very much is in a lot of places. Kris walked up like he was about to join in and just slammed down a bookcase on the dragon.

He crashed to the ground hard with a thud, and Kris wasted no time pulling out his dick and slamming down his cock. The dragon letting out a muffled scream, this one much louder. Seems the room in there could really echo. The dragon clawing at the wolf, Kris tried to back up, but his pants still got shredded, leaving the wolf bottomless. That was going to make the rest of his night a lot harder. He clenched and dragged in the dragon's muscular arms, along with his toned chest. The tight shaft clenched tightly around that head, moist ball, drool oozing around getting in the dragon's nose as he struggled. He thrashed around, his body dragged out from under the bookcase into that heated prison.

He yelled out again, Blick listening from the foray at the muffled yelling. The shark considered leaving, but it was also possible his friends were just fucking with him. He opened the door, but it was raining buckets outside. Lightning claps down, striking the earth, lighting up every room in the house with windows facing the front. The shark reconsidered, since freshwater always made his scales feel itchy. Meanwhile, back in the library, the dragon was sucked in nearly completely head just dangling blow the rich pool of ball slop as his tail easily sinks in that shaft like a noodle.

It was a pretty big risk doing all this in the middle of the room like this. His fat orbs swelled as the dragon thrashed and struggled. Slamming his form against the surrounding walls each and every hit, a little of himself sludging off into the pooling ooze. Kris hefting up both orbs with his hands feeling up and kneading his meal pushing in and around the slop, feeling that toned muscular form pour away as sludge. All the while, the dragon moaned and wailed, filling the halls with strange echo'd noises. Kyle who had just about finished up smelting his meal getting his nuts back in his pants knew the sound well, but the others were left with a strange sense of dread after hearing the noise.

The dragon slammed against the walls over and over until with one big hit he splattered for the sheer force, dripping down in chunks of melting sludge. With no pants, Kris walked off looking for a room with maybe some pants he could fit in while his nuts churned the remains of the dragon into bubbling ooze. Kyle walked out into the hall, heading downstairs swiftly, given how aggressive Kris seemed to be from all the sounds he'd been hearing he figured he should step up his game. Spotting a shark his clothes were a bit ripped, he was toned, but a good surprise attack was all he needed. He got up behind the shark as he gazed out the window at the rain pulling down his pants. He kicked them back, letting his nuts breathe, when suddenly Ed slammed through the door at the worst time. The ocelot was soaking wet, pulling off his shirt and pants the moment he got inside, throwing them on the ground. He looked like he was freezing down to just his boxers.

Blick rushed over to his friend, “Woah man, are you okay?” The ocelot did a little shake, getting some cold excess water out of his fur. “Yeah, I'm good, just got caught in the rain, needed to get out of those clothes.” He looked over at Kyle and he blushed brightly. “Woah did your pants burst man, looks like you haven't gotten off in a week, hehe.” He looks down a moment, if he came inside just a few moments later he'd have caught him in the act, the raccoon just happy only to be caught pantless. “Y-yeah, I haven't had a lot of chances lately I thought I could handle going longer without and they just kind of popped, haha.” The raccoon letting out an awkward laugh, the shark just happy he wasn't the only one whose dick got exposed today.

The ocelot started heading up the stairs, looking back over to the bottomless hyper. “I'm going to go search the bedrooms for a quick change of clothes, want to join me or do you just plan to walk around like that all night?” Kyle ran up behind him, scooting his pants over into the pile of moist clothes to hide them before leaving with him. Following close behind, he joined Ed in a bedroom, the ocelot pulling open a dresser to find a few fancy outfits. “Mother loud now I can finally get out of these wet boxers freezing my nuts off.” He pulled them off without hesitation, and Kyle got right up behind him.

Kyle grabbed at the ocelot's maw, covering it up, pulling him back. Ed just shrugged and leaned forward, rubbing his ass against that growing hyper shaft. Kyle let out a little eep in surprise, letting go of the ocelot. “I getchya man it'll be hard to fit into anything if you don't dump your load right?” Kyle blushed and stepped back slightly, cock rock-hard, throbbing in the air. “I don't mind, you don't need to be forceful about it, not that I don't like forceful.” He forces down Kyle onto the bed and climbs up over top of him. Kyle wasn't interested, but he really wanted to win, for once he never could beat Kris at games like this. The teen raccoon reached down and grabbed at the ocelots leg, quickly slipping it down his cum slit with a wet slurp.

Kyle grabbing at his meal, quickly covering his maw before he could say anything. His dick clenching hard, slamming the ocelot down instinctively, he kicked, getting his other leg logged inside. He pushed and struggled as that cock engulfed him past his hips. He flailed his arms wildly, ripping the raccoons shirt, leaving him bare. Kyle grabbed at his arms and leaned in close to kiss the ocelot, so he couldn't scream. He failed and just got him to scream right in his face. This was very loud and very much filled the house before the coon got the ocelots hands down his cock and covered his face once again. Kris balls swelled but rounded, stopped looking for pants in XXXXXL-hyper-balls for a minute and stepped out into the hall when he heard that scream.

Randy stepped right into Kris, he was a short axolotl Kris somehow missed walking around this whole time. But he was right at dick height, so how could he resist. He looked up and blushed after bumping into those hefty clackers before he was grabbed and shoved down Kris's hefty shaft. Meanwhile, thunder clapped as Kyle slipped Ed's head past his shaft bulge, traveling down into his hefty orbs. The extra rich cream inside now like thick tar from the amount of meals he'd claimed thus far. The ocelot inside those nuts, pushing and trying to stretch the inside of those nuts, looking for a way out as his lower half slowly but surely softened. Kris groaned as he easily fed the little axolotl down his shaft like a little dick snack. His tail wagging, the aquatic boy blushing as he sinks inside, jerking off from inside that cock.

The bubbling, nut slop dripping in long ropes of hefty sludge off of Ed as his body sinks into the growing stew further, having lost feeling in his legs, fur turning white. His thin form looking more like a swamp monster made of cum as he watches himself sink, unable to get above the spooge for much longer before he sinks into the bubbling ooze below. After that scream, Kyle can't afford to wait around for it to all creamify. He rushed out, balls still churning hard, and started heading downstairs. Kris looked out the window at the gate, it hadn't moved at all, seems they were still safe. His new friend having an excellent time while he can jerking off in his balls. The axolotl's head just above the ooze, his lower half in the tar like mixture. His hands struggling to move fast enough in the thick glop to jerk off. He turns pure white, huffing and groaning before sinking below the goo, a little rope of hot cum spurting above the creamy cum tar.

Blick decided his best bet would be to move away from the sounds of screaming, hiding in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Wilbur and Jack had just been cleaning themselves up a bit after their Fred and Daphne Scooby doo role-play sex finished. Jack getting up still naked cock dripping looking down at Jack smiling saying “I think I heard a clue hehe” Just assuming his friends were messing around and scaring each other. The two walk out once they're dressed, only to meet with Kyle at the stairs, balls clearly churning and Kris blocking the exit, whose balls had all but quadrupled in size. They both looked on a bit flustered both from their recent exchange and from the two very exposed boys. Kris, seeing Kyle, threw off his shirt and charged at the two, seemed like a two for one deal would be the perfect way to seal off his victory that night. Jack realized pretty quick what was happening when he saw the churning orbs he had heard the sports team went missing in a mysterious cum based flood accident. It was clear now it was no accident.

The duck Focused on the charging Kris but missed the surprise attack from Kyle, who slid down the railing of the stairs. Leaping from the railing at the last moment, his dick crashing directly into the duck, meanwhile his cousin redirected his dick at Wilbur at the last second and tackled him in face first. The white dragon's maw slipped in, head vanishing in an instant. Those orbs, so heavy with ball sludge, they hit against him like a wrecking ball. The sheer force of Kyle's leap, more than enough to engulf his meal down past his chest. The muscular bird struggling hard not just for himself but for his lover, his head, and body mushed against powerful heated shaft cum drooling over his form. He was slicked on down, cock rock hard from the smell and feeling, despite just having came recently. The dragon's cock burst out his pants, uppercutting the wolf, making him fall backwards.

Both the boy's cocks throbbed as they raced each other to finish their meals first. Kris got through the slimmer body faster but had a lot of cock to slurp down. Kyle on the other hand had a much more muscular bird to deal with who was struggling hard, the two cousins Slurping them both down at the same time. They both laid back on the floor as their fat nuts churned. The duck and the dragon rubbing up against the walls of those thick nuts. Forms pressing out as the cum slop overtakes them, seems the two were a little too excited to beat each other and got a little carried away, didn't even get to properly enjoy them.

Kris looks over at the raccoon. “So, how many did you get?” Kyle huffs and plays with his heavy nuts, a bit sticking out his tongue. “Three you?” The wolf grinned at the raccoon holding up four fingers. The Raccoon always lost getting up all huffy jerking off over his gloating cousin. “Well, guess what you won then, hehe.” The wolf starts scooting back a little too late as he's power blasted across the wooden flooring by all the cum sludge. Wet soupy sludge mixed with hefty tar like gooey nut soaking over Kris as the boy fucking unloaded all over him soaking him head to toe leaving a trail along the room. Kris, sputtering as he's soaked until he looks like a cum blob. Cum finally petering out a bit, still cumming like a waterfall though.

Kris gets up and starts jerking off, running at Kyle the raccoon trying to get away but suffering the sheer force of a similar blast. Ropes thicker than the wolfs body almost bubblingly warm crashing down soaking into the raccoons fur slogging off him spilling in a pool over the floor. The wolf falling backwards as he gives chase, firing the hot slop at the ceiling above him. It drips and drools along the walls as it takes the wolf a full minute before he can stand, both cocks still excessively drooling cum. Once the sound stops, the shark decides to take a look outside the room. He finds two entities standing there, oozing what he can only assume to be some astral substance. Very cum smelling ectoplasm you know he never did know what ectoplasm was ghost jizz not his first guess but given where the entities were leaking from it was a decent assumption. He reeled back in horror as the two cum soaked cousins looked on through the milky slop.

Kyle was about to walk over and help the shark meet his friends again, but Kris had another Idea. “Oooooooowooo we are the ghosts of this house you and your friends are trespassers, here all who enter will join us as sprites. But heed you are the chosen leave this place and warn the others, this place is not to be trifled with!” Thunder struck the earth right as he finished talking, talk about lucky dramatic flare. The shark fleeing the house into the rain, clothes still in taters, fleeing that cursed place. Kyle looked over at Kris. “Is this because you didn't want us to tie?” Kris just laughed before sputter as some cum got in his mouth. “Nah, just wanted to get a Halloween rumor going, is all. What better way then to have a single survivor tell everyone in school what happened.” Kyle whipped a bit of cum off his face and looked over. “How are you going to explain how we survived if he was supposed to be the only survivor?” Kris thinks on that a moment. “I didn't think about that.”