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for commissioning this!", "writing": "The Adventures of Bob the Ooze: Episode 1\n\n(c) 2022 Jack Doe. All characters belong to their creator. Do not distribute without all copyright notices and disclaimers intact.\n\nWriting this story does not constitute endorsement of the events depicted herein by the author. Readers are explicitly discouraged from engaging in any activities that are illegal or harmful to themselves or others. \n\n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n\"Oh, hai... Well, aren?t you a cute one?\" a mouse asked, looking up from his seat in the bubbling water at the fine specimen of a panther who?d just walked up to the hot tub.\n\nLooking the feline up and down with a hungry look, the rodent drank in his features with an expression that made it look like he was about to reverse the roles of cat and mouse.\n\nHe was right to gawk. As the panther stepped up to the edge of the hot tub, the muscles in his arms and torso rippled luxuriously under his velvet-black coat. The light overhead caught his fur and accentuated each bulge of his abs, the crease where his abs and pecs met, the ridge on his bicep where it met his forearm.\n\nAnd the panther, like all felines, knew he was gorgeous. Casually turning his back, he stretched his arms up over his head, the light glinting off his chiseled shoulders and accentuating the muscles in his back. He smirked to himself, letting the towel around his waist drop to the ground. Only then did he turn to face the hot tub again, his smirk vanishing, hidden beneath a veil of indifference by the time his newest admirer could see his face.\n\nThe desired effect, however, was immediate and unmistakable. An audible gasp from the mouse tugged at the corners of the panther?s mouth as he forced himself to pretend that he wasn?t gorgeous, that he wasn?t impressively endowed. Yet he was impressively endowed, and he knew how to flaunt it in that uniquely feline way. His tail, which he had curled around himself as he let his towel fall, slowly pulled away from his waist, twitching seductively and tracing the outline of his banana-sized, swollen sheath. Curving downwards and outward from his body, his tail followed the big, round ridge of his velvety scrotum (which strained to contain the fist-sized orbs it contained) before caressing his inner thigh and abruptly flicking out of the way. The panther stood like a model for half a beat, long enough to let the effect sink in yet short enough to be able to play it off casually.\n\n\"Oh...wow,\" the mouse breathed, his jaw hanging slack, his eyes wide and staring. \"You?re\" - he licked his lips - \"beautiful.\"\n\nThe panther at last lost the fight with his ego and smirked knowingly. He didn?t say anything. Instead, he smoothly slipped his paws into the hot tub, his coat stretching attractively over his calves and thighs as he stepped into the hot, bubbling water. \n\nThe mouse watched with rapt attention, his eyes hanging on the feline?s every move, but especially those big, bulging orbs and that - that thick sheath. His heart beating fast with excitement, the mouse adjusted his position in the water, his clawed feet scuffing on the floor as he tried to work up the nerve to say something that might let him touch that delicious-looking package.\n\n*************\n\nSomething stirred in the water. Its name was Bob. Bob couldn?t see or hear, but the feeling of a foot going through his translucent, gelatinous body had awoken him. Tasting the water, he started fully awake from his foggy twilight on realizing that he was not alone in the water. Better still, he tasted male.\n\nIf he?d had arms, he would have hugged himself, and if he?d had a mouth (in the traditional sense), he?d have been grinning ear-to-ear. Males! In his pool!\n\nUndulating the sides of his amoeba-like body, he shot up off the hot tub floor, following the faint, diluted trail of groin musk he had tasted. After he?d made it a few feet off the bottom, the trail seemed to go cold, and he began to meander side-to-side in search of it again.\n\n*************\n\n\"I-I?m Doug,\" the mouse had meanwhile managed. Glancing at the water uncertainly, he ventured, \"Are you here to celebrate the end of No-Nut November?\"\n\nThe panther glanced at him with a look that wasn?t quite disdain but wasn?t quite friendly, either.\n\n\"I?m a regular,\" he replied, speaking at last, his voice haughty. \"You can do that when you?re hung\" - he glanced down at his groin, then gave the mouse a significant look - \"Or rich.\" \n\nStepping the rest of the way into the water and feeling its warm caress on his undercarriage, he let out a satisfied sigh as he sat down, leaned back against the wall, and studied his claws.\n\n\"You don?t act hung, and you don?t look rich,\" he said, glancing at the mouse. \"How did you get in?\"\n\nThe mouse gaped as the panther put his hand down into the water and cocked his head, looking at him expectantly.\n\n\"I haven?t got your tongue,\" the panther pressed, lifting his hands out of the water and wiggling his fingers. \"Speak.\"\n\n\"I-I-there - there was a special,\" Doug stammered. \"Knocking Out No-Nut-November. I-I figured that?s why you were here, too?\"\n\n*************\n\nBob, meanwhile, had found the trail and zoomed forward, stopping short as he abruptly felt himself seeping into a fur coat. His plate-sized, tortilla-thin, nearly transparent body quivered with excitement as he felt and tasted his way around the hair, trying to figure out where the object of his attention was located. A little higher? No, a little lower. Pressing himself against the creature?s body, he followed the contour of the creature?s torso, moving away from the wall.\n\nThere!\n\nHis whole body quivered as the taste of wet fur suddenly became the taste of wet scrotum, distinguished by the musky pheromones and sweat it seemed to secrete. Haltingly wrapping, curling, and folding his body to engulf the outline of the creature?s sack, he couldn?t help but feel a little disappointed. It had, admittedly, been a very long time since his last snack, yet he seemed to think that the pickings were far better back before he went into hibernation. Still, balls were balls, and if Bob had salivary glands, they would be working overtime as he thought fondly of the last meal he?d eaten. Moving his mouth parts - for he could move them at will, floating them along the surface of his body to wherever they were most useful - he went in search of an appropriate place to dig in.\n\n*************\n\nThe panther gave a perfunctory smile. \"Look, ah, Doug, was it?\"\n\nThe mouse?s eyes lit up, hearing his name.\n\n\"Let me give you a piece of advice,\" the panther continued, scooting around the edge of the hot tub to sit next to him.\n\n\"U-uh, sure! Anything!\" the mouse breathed.\n\nThe panther put his paw on Doug?s shoulder, then moved it up along the side of his neck to cup his cheek.\n\n\"I - \"\n\n\"Yeah?\"\n\n\"I\" - the panther?s smile faded, his expression turning cold - \"Don?t give a fuck what your name is, Trailer Trash. This\" - he patted Doug?s face roughly - \"should be pleasing this,\" he said, gesturing below the water. \"That?s the only use I have for your mouth. Fucking tourists,\" he scoffed. \"Well? What are you waiting for?\" he demanded, giving the rodent an expectant look.\n\n*************\n\nBob had at last found the perfect place to sink his mouth parts, and his whole body was tingling with anticipation. If he had hands, he?d be rubbing them together gleefully. Already he felt light-headed and giddy, tasting the creature?s sack all over with his body, and even if it was a little smaller than he?d hoped, once he?d dug in, he?d be able to - \n\nHe froze as a new taste tickled his back. Like a lighthouse beacon, his attention slowly but resolutely turned away from his prey, drawn by the allure of something better. Something more masculine. Something bigger.\n\nAbandoning the sack that had until then transfixed him, he drifted away from it, floating through the water after that alluring scent like a cartoon character after a freshly baked pie.\n\n*************\n\nDoug wasn?t sure exactly how to feel. On one hand, that panther was really mean! But, on the other hand - well, in his other hand - was the panther?s sheath. The rodent shuddered. The panther?s malehood felt even better than it looked: how firm it was in his hand, how responsive to his touch! And when it throbbed, Doug felt his whole hand expand. Though he couldn?t see it below the turbulent water, just the feeling of it hardening and throbbing in his hand made his own little prick stick out of his sheath and leak a thin bead of pre into the water. And, as he ran his hand down to those orbs, he took a slow, shuddering breath on feeling how full and dense they were. Even with the buoyant force of the water, Doug?s hand felt laden with panther sack as he lightly squeezed it and felt of its heft.\n\n\"Well?\"\n\nThe panther?s tone wasn?t curt, more like teasing, as if asking, \"What are you waiting for?\"\n\n\"S-sorry. I-they?re just so...so big!\"\n\n\"And they?re not gonna suck themselves,\" the panther replied, again putting his paw on the mouse?s shoulder, then slipping his fingers around behind his neck. \"Time to earn your keep, Trailer Trash,\" he said, pulling forward on Doug?s neck and pushing him under the water.\n\n*************\n\nNow this is more like it! Bob beamed as he at last found the source of that intensely masculine taste. He couldn?t believe his luck as he began wrapping himself around the new creature?s much-larger sack. While Bob had been able to completely enclose the other creature?s scrotum with his body, he couldn?t even cover half this one?s surface area, and his primordial heart skipped several delighted beats as he once again searched for a good place to dig in. But with so much surface area, he found himself having to unwrap a few times and shift around the bulging eggs in search of the perfect spot. If the catch-and-release he?d just left was a select cut of beef, a catch this fine would be a wagyu ribeye, and like a chef who has just invested heavily in only the finest cuts, Bob wanted to make sure his dining experience was absolutely perfect.\n\nFollowing the velvety surface - even the creature?s coat felt better on his skin! - he located the cleft between the two orbs and began following it around and up, up, up...\n\nHe huffed in disappointment on realizing he?d gone the wrong way. \n\nReversing course, he followed the cleft downward, around the bottom, and then up again until at last, he felt that smooth, gentle transition from scrotum to taint. Buzzing and lightly pulsing with excitement, he moved his mouth parts into position.\n\n*************\n\nPlunged below the water, the heat and chlorine stinging his eyes, Doug held his breath and groped blindly for the panther?s member. Grazing the tip, he felt his heart leap for joy and quickly brought his mouth to it, slipping the tip in and eagerly running his tongue over the little rough barbs.\n\nAbove the water, the panther gasped, then sighed contentedly, laying his head back against the edge of the hot tub as he felt the mouse?s mouth slip over his cock, yet he couldn?t contain his impatience as the mouth began to lick at his tip. What he needed after a month of doing without was a tight, willing throat ready to do the deed, not a little mouth wanting to play at it. Putting his hand under the water, he shoved down on the mouse?s head and groaned lewdly as he felt his prick go down the rodent?s throat.\n\nThat is the last time I let my friends talk me into No-Nut November, he thought to himself. What a stupid idea.\n\nDoug gagged, feeling panicked as the panther impaled his mouth and wouldn?t let him up. Eyes bulging, he reached forward and grasped blindly for something to hold onto. Feeling fur, he squeezed and then smiled, relaxing a little as he felt those big, firm balls in his hand. Yet he couldn?t help but feel taken aback: had the feline already cum in the water? What was that slimy stuff on his sack? But as the panther?s cock throbbed against his throat, his attention quickly strayed away from the slime. \n\nNot that he could have seen anyway through the hot, very chlorinated water, but a slightly iridescent, slightly cloudy blob of goo had spread itself thinly around the panther?s sack like chocolate coating over a strawberry. Yet very much unlike chocolate covering a strawberry, the blob was writhing and crawling along the spherical surface, pausing only on reaching that flat, featureless space between the panther?s balls and ass-crack. Had Doug looked very closely, he might have even seen the little ooze?s body vibrating with high-frequency energy.\n\n*************\n\nJust as he was about to take the plunge, Bob felt something grasp him and then pinch through his body. Annoyed at the distraction, he paid it just enough mind to dismiss it. He was this close, and nothing was going to stop him now! His primitive teeth mouthed the place he?d picked out, and then with a sharp sucking motion, adhered to and painlessly punctured the flesh.\n\nLike the first bite into the juiciest, most perfect cut of meat, Bob?s mouth flooded with the musky, earthy, slightly metallic, but deliciously savory taste of scrotal contents. Yet as the ooze relished that first taste, he knew that it was merely an appetizer, an au jus to whet his appetite. Pressing himself forward, he slipped part of his body in through the hole he?d created and had to pause as the wonderful flavors touched him everywhere. Part of him brushed up against the hard outer shell of one of the creature?s orbs, and all of Bob?s senses tingled as he poised himself to bite into it. This was it: the moment he?d been waiting for, the main course and creme de la creme of the meal. His mouth-parts pressed themselves firmly up against the tough flesh. He sucked in, driving them through the chewy membrane.\n\n*************\n\nThe panther winced, shriveling his nose. What was that mouse doing down there anyway? He shifted slightly uncomfortably, then hauled the rodent out of the water.\n\nGasping for breath, Doug panted as water dripped down his face.\n\n\"Come on, Trailer Trash,\" the panther said, annoyed. \"You gotta be able to do better than that! You look like a bona fide cocksucker; don?t tell me your oral skills are as poor as you are! Oh, and that pinching thing you did at the back of my nuts?\" He shook his head, grimacing again. \"Not a good move. Nobody would think that felt good. Now get back down there and suck me off right!\"\n\nStill breathing heavily, Doug nodded and took a few breaths to try to prepare himself. As he plunged under the water again, he couldn?t help but think, What pinching thing? He could not have known that he wasn?t the only one feasting on panther prick or that at that very moment, the iridescent ooze was doing its best to stuff itself into the panther?s ball-sack and gobble those balls up for real.\n\n*************\n\nHeaven existed, and Bob had just tasted ambrosia. His mouth slipped inside the tiny hole.\n\nOh, the delectable, coiled noodles inside! So tender! So juicy! So... bursting with masculine essence! As he engulfed the nearest piece of tightly wound tubule, pulled it into his body, and began to dissolve it as if in a tiny vat of acid, he made a sucking motion, causing the little fiber to unravel. He shivered as the tiny, savory string slurped into his mouth and dissolved almost instantly, its genetic material imprinting on and being copied down by specialized receptors in the ooze?s body. Little enclaves of partially developed sperm cells exploded against his taste receptor-covered body from time to time, flooding his mouth with intense flavors, like little deposits of flavor-rich fat in a prime rib.\n\nWith his digestive tract primed, he set to work dissolving the rest of the tough layer around his host?s testicle, revealing far more of those delicious micro-noodles and slurping them up gleefully.\n\nAlas, he always ate too fast, and the supply of delightful flavors quickly dwindled. When he?d eaten most of the way through the first testicle, he pressed his mouth-parts against the thin membrane that kept his host?s orbs separated, pierced it, and then pressed himself through the hole to envelop the other testicle.\n\n*************\n\nThe panther shifted uncomfortably, feeling like somehow the rodent at his groin was managing to do everything completely wrong. He actually felt himself going soft in the mouse?s mouth, and there was no way that was his own fault - well, other than giving the mouse a chance to prove how genuinely worthless he was, that is. Frustrated and horny, he pulled the mouse?s head off his lap again.\n\n\"Damn it, fine, I?ll do it myself!\" he snapped. \"Cripe, are you good for anything?!\"\n\n\"I-I?m sorry; I - \"\n\n\"Shut up! Don?t talk! It?s been a fucking month, and I just want to nut!\"\n\nThe panther reached down and grabbed his shrinking cock. Giving it a few sharp jerks, he began to masturbate himself under the water.\n\n*************\n\nBob felt the water growing turbulent around himself and huffed in disappointment. The water always got turbulent just as he was really beginning to enjoy himself. Well...at least he?d saved the best for last...\n\nHe pressed fully up into the now nearly-empty sack and seized both epididymides, his body shuddering in pleasure as it tasted that most masculine of flavors: the well-ripened gametes, wet-aged for a month, lent a particularly pungent, gamy taste to his final bite.\n\nQuivering in gustatory ecstasy, sated and delightedly full, Bob hurriedly pulled himself out of his host?s sack, then let go of his grip on it and sank back down to the bottom of the hot tub.\n\n*************\n\nGrimacing, the panther stroked himself faster, but something seemed off. He felt like he was losing interest, not gaining it, and after a month of abstinence, he should be practically painting the place. Thinking that maybe it was the heat of the water, he got out of the hot tub, sat on the edge, and splayed his legs apart, all the while continuing to tug on his cock. Water dripped down his round, fuzzy sack, creating a slow but steady stream back into the tub. Yet as he continued jerking himself, he could feel the pressure in his balls dissipating, and not in the sense of feeling relief after a month of being pent-up! Frustrated, he reached down to stroke his balls - an old go-to - but then gasped in disbelief, his eyes going wide as he felt... nothing inside his scrotum. The drool of water back into the hot tub had stopped, leaving nothing but an empty husk.\n\n\"My nuts!\" he shrieked, leaping to his feet. \"Where the fuck are my nuts?!\" \n\nHis eyes, wide and horrified, swiveled to look at the now equally horrified mouse.\n\n\"Wh - what did you do?!\" he gasped, his voice little more than a croak.\n\n\"I-I - \" Doug stammered helplessly. \"I didn?t do anything!\"\n\nHe stood up and moved to try to comfort the panther.\n\n\"Get the fuck away from me, you monster!\" the panther cried, scrambling backwards and getting to his feet. \"Shit! What the fuck?!\"\n\nHe turned and sprinted off, not even taking his towel.\n\n\"Wait!\" Doug cried, sprinting after him, \"I didn?t do anything, I swear!\"\n\n*************\n\nThe water tasted different now. The taste of male had faded, and the strange obstacles that periodically disturbed his body were gone. Having dozed off a bit as he digested his last meal, Bob came to with a luxurious stretch.\n\nThe coast is clear, he thought. Let?s see what we?ll turn into this time.\n\nFocusing his energy, he concentrated on the imprint he?d stored away.\n\nA few minutes later, a panther emerged from the water, gasping and wiping the water out of his eyes. Looking around, then looking down at his body, he grinned ear-to-ear and hugged himself.\n\nWrapping the towel around his waist, he sauntered casually out of the hot tub room.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Adventures of Bob the Ooze: Episode 1

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"Oh, hai... Well, aren?t you a cute one?" a mouse asked, looking up from his seat in the bubbling water at the fine specimen of a panther who?d just walked up to the hot tub.

Looking the feline up and down with a hungry look, the rodent drank in his features with an expression that made it look like he was about to reverse the roles of cat and mouse.

He was right to gawk. As the panther stepped up to the edge of the hot tub, the muscles in his arms and torso rippled luxuriously under his velvet-black coat. The light overhead caught his fur and accentuated each bulge of his abs, the crease where his abs and pecs met, the ridge on his bicep where it met his forearm.

And the panther, like all felines, knew he was gorgeous. Casually turning his back, he stretched his arms up over his head, the light glinting off his chiseled shoulders and accentuating the muscles in his back. He smirked to himself, letting the towel around his waist drop to the ground. Only then did he turn to face the hot tub again, his smirk vanishing, hidden beneath a veil of indifference by the time his newest admirer could see his face.

The desired effect, however, was immediate and unmistakable. An audible gasp from the mouse tugged at the corners of the panther?s mouth as he forced himself to pretend that he wasn?t gorgeous, that he wasn?t impressively endowed. Yet he was impressively endowed, and he knew how to flaunt it in that uniquely feline way. His tail, which he had curled around himself as he let his towel fall, slowly pulled away from his waist, twitching seductively and tracing the outline of his banana-sized, swollen sheath. Curving downwards and outward from his body, his tail followed the big, round ridge of his velvety scrotum (which strained to contain the fist-sized orbs it contained) before caressing his inner thigh and abruptly flicking out of the way. The panther stood like a model for half a beat, long enough to let the effect sink in yet short enough to be able to play it off casually.

"Oh...wow," the mouse breathed, his jaw hanging slack, his eyes wide and staring. "You?re" - he licked his lips - "beautiful."

The panther at last lost the fight with his ego and smirked knowingly. He didn?t say anything. Instead, he smoothly slipped his paws into the hot tub, his coat stretching attractively over his calves and thighs as he stepped into the hot, bubbling water.

The mouse watched with rapt attention, his eyes hanging on the feline?s every move, but especially those big, bulging orbs and that - that thick sheath. His heart beating fast with excitement, the mouse adjusted his position in the water, his clawed feet scuffing on the floor as he tried to work up the nerve to say something that might let him touch that delicious-looking package.

*************

Something stirred in the water. Its name was Bob. Bob couldn?t see or hear, but the feeling of a foot going through his translucent, gelatinous body had awoken him. Tasting the water, he started fully awake from his foggy twilight on realizing that he was not alone in the water. Better still, he tasted male.

If he?d had arms, he would have hugged himself, and if he?d had a mouth (in the traditional sense), he?d have been grinning ear-to-ear. Males! In his pool!

Undulating the sides of his amoeba-like body, he shot up off the hot tub floor, following the faint, diluted trail of groin musk he had tasted. After he?d made it a few feet off the bottom, the trail seemed to go cold, and he began to meander side-to-side in search of it again.

*************

"I-I?m Doug," the mouse had meanwhile managed. Glancing at the water uncertainly, he ventured, "Are you here to celebrate the end of No-Nut November?"

The panther glanced at him with a look that wasn?t quite disdain but wasn?t quite friendly, either.

"I?m a regular," he replied, speaking at last, his voice haughty. "You can do that when you?re hung" - he glanced down at his groin, then gave the mouse a significant look - "Or rich."

Stepping the rest of the way into the water and feeling its warm caress on his undercarriage, he let out a satisfied sigh as he sat down, leaned back against the wall, and studied his claws.

"You don?t act hung, and you don?t look rich," he said, glancing at the mouse. "How did you get in?"

The mouse gaped as the panther put his hand down into the water and cocked his head, looking at him expectantly.

"I haven?t got your tongue," the panther pressed, lifting his hands out of the water and wiggling his fingers. "Speak."

"I-I-there - there was a special," Doug stammered. "Knocking Out No-Nut-November. I-I figured that?s why you were here, too?"

*************

Bob, meanwhile, had found the trail and zoomed forward, stopping short as he abruptly felt himself seeping into a fur coat. His plate-sized, tortilla-thin, nearly transparent body quivered with excitement as he felt and tasted his way around the hair, trying to figure out where the object of his attention was located. A little higher? No, a little lower. Pressing himself against the creature?s body, he followed the contour of the creature?s torso, moving away from the wall.

There!

His whole body quivered as the taste of wet fur suddenly became the taste of wet scrotum, distinguished by the musky pheromones and sweat it seemed to secrete. Haltingly wrapping, curling, and folding his body to engulf the outline of the creature?s sack, he couldn?t help but feel a little disappointed. It had, admittedly, been a very long time since his last snack, yet he seemed to think that the pickings were far better back before he went into hibernation. Still, balls were balls, and if Bob had salivary glands, they would be working overtime as he thought fondly of the last meal he?d eaten. Moving his mouth parts - for he could move them at will, floating them along the surface of his body to wherever they were most useful - he went in search of an appropriate place to dig in.

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The panther gave a perfunctory smile. "Look, ah, Doug, was it?"

The mouse?s eyes lit up, hearing his name.

"Let me give you a piece of advice," the panther continued, scooting around the edge of the hot tub to sit next to him.

"U-uh, sure! Anything!" the mouse breathed.

The panther put his paw on Doug?s shoulder, then moved it up along the side of his neck to cup his cheek.

"I - "

"Yeah?"

"I" - the panther?s smile faded, his expression turning cold - "Don?t give a fuck what your name is, Trailer Trash. This" - he patted Doug?s face roughly - "should be pleasing this," he said, gesturing below the water. "That?s the only use I have for your mouth. Fucking tourists," he scoffed. "Well? What are you waiting for?" he demanded, giving the rodent an expectant look.

*************

Bob had at last found the perfect place to sink his mouth parts, and his whole body was tingling with anticipation. If he had hands, he?d be rubbing them together gleefully. Already he felt light-headed and giddy, tasting the creature?s sack all over with his body, and even if it was a little smaller than he?d hoped, once he?d dug in, he?d be able to -

He froze as a new taste tickled his back. Like a lighthouse beacon, his attention slowly but resolutely turned away from his prey, drawn by the allure of something better. Something more masculine. Something bigger.

Abandoning the sack that had until then transfixed him, he drifted away from it, floating through the water after that alluring scent like a cartoon character after a freshly baked pie.

*************

Doug wasn?t sure exactly how to feel. On one hand, that panther was really mean! But, on the other hand - well, in his other hand - was the panther?s sheath. The rodent shuddered. The panther?s malehood felt even better than it looked: how firm it was in his hand, how responsive to his touch! And when it throbbed, Doug felt his whole hand expand. Though he couldn?t see it below the turbulent water, just the feeling of it hardening and throbbing in his hand made his own little prick stick out of his sheath and leak a thin bead of pre into the water. And, as he ran his hand down to those orbs, he took a slow, shuddering breath on feeling how full and dense they were. Even with the buoyant force of the water, Doug?s hand felt laden with panther sack as he lightly squeezed it and felt of its heft.

"Well?"

The panther?s tone wasn?t curt, more like teasing, as if asking, "What are you waiting for?"

"S-sorry. I-they?re just so...so big!"

"And they?re not gonna suck themselves," the panther replied, again putting his paw on the mouse?s shoulder, then slipping his fingers around behind his neck. "Time to earn your keep, Trailer Trash," he said, pulling forward on Doug?s neck and pushing him under the water.

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Now this is more like it! Bob beamed as he at last found the source of that intensely masculine taste. He couldn?t believe his luck as he began wrapping himself around the new creature?s much-larger sack. While Bob had been able to completely enclose the other creature?s scrotum with his body, he couldn?t even cover half this one?s surface area, and his primordial heart skipped several delighted beats as he once again searched for a good place to dig in. But with so much surface area, he found himself having to unwrap a few times and shift around the bulging eggs in search of the perfect spot. If the catch-and-release he?d just left was a select cut of beef, a catch this fine would be a wagyu ribeye, and like a chef who has just invested heavily in only the finest cuts, Bob wanted to make sure his dining experience was absolutely perfect.

Following the velvety surface - even the creature?s coat felt better on his skin! - he located the cleft between the two orbs and began following it around and up, up, up...

He huffed in disappointment on realizing he?d gone the wrong way.

Reversing course, he followed the cleft downward, around the bottom, and then up again until at last, he felt that smooth, gentle transition from scrotum to taint. Buzzing and lightly pulsing with excitement, he moved his mouth parts into position.

*************

Plunged below the water, the heat and chlorine stinging his eyes, Doug held his breath and groped blindly for the panther?s member. Grazing the tip, he felt his heart leap for joy and quickly brought his mouth to it, slipping the tip in and eagerly running his tongue over the little rough barbs.

Above the water, the panther gasped, then sighed contentedly, laying his head back against the edge of the hot tub as he felt the mouse?s mouth slip over his cock, yet he couldn?t contain his impatience as the mouth began to lick at his tip. What he needed after a month of doing without was a tight, willing throat ready to do the deed, not a little mouth wanting to play at it. Putting his hand under the water, he shoved down on the mouse?s head and groaned lewdly as he felt his prick go down the rodent?s throat.

That is the last time I let my friends talk me into No-Nut November, he thought to himself. What a stupid idea.

Doug gagged, feeling panicked as the panther impaled his mouth and wouldn?t let him up. Eyes bulging, he reached forward and grasped blindly for something to hold onto. Feeling fur, he squeezed and then smiled, relaxing a little as he felt those big, firm balls in his hand. Yet he couldn?t help but feel taken aback: had the feline already cum in the water? What was that slimy stuff on his sack? But as the panther?s cock throbbed against his throat, his attention quickly strayed away from the slime.

Not that he could have seen anyway through the hot, very chlorinated water, but a slightly iridescent, slightly cloudy blob of goo had spread itself thinly around the panther?s sack like chocolate coating over a strawberry. Yet very much unlike chocolate covering a strawberry, the blob was writhing and crawling along the spherical surface, pausing only on reaching that flat, featureless space between the panther?s balls and ass-crack. Had Doug looked very closely, he might have even seen the little ooze?s body vibrating with high-frequency energy.

*************

Just as he was about to take the plunge, Bob felt something grasp him and then pinch through his body. Annoyed at the distraction, he paid it just enough mind to dismiss it. He was this close, and nothing was going to stop him now! His primitive teeth mouthed the place he?d picked out, and then with a sharp sucking motion, adhered to and painlessly punctured the flesh.

Like the first bite into the juiciest, most perfect cut of meat, Bob?s mouth flooded with the musky, earthy, slightly metallic, but deliciously savory taste of scrotal contents. Yet as the ooze relished that first taste, he knew that it was merely an appetizer, an au jus to whet his appetite. Pressing himself forward, he slipped part of his body in through the hole he?d created and had to pause as the wonderful flavors touched him everywhere. Part of him brushed up against the hard outer shell of one of the creature?s orbs, and all of Bob?s senses tingled as he poised himself to bite into it. This was it: the moment he?d been waiting for, the main course and creme de la creme of the meal. His mouth-parts pressed themselves firmly up against the tough flesh. He sucked in, driving them through the chewy membrane.

*************

The panther winced, shriveling his nose. What was that mouse doing down there anyway? He shifted slightly uncomfortably, then hauled the rodent out of the water.

Gasping for breath, Doug panted as water dripped down his face.

"Come on, Trailer Trash," the panther said, annoyed. "You gotta be able to do better than that! You look like a bona fide cocksucker; don?t tell me your oral skills are as poor as you are! Oh, and that pinching thing you did at the back of my nuts?" He shook his head, grimacing again. "Not a good move. Nobody would think that felt good. Now get back down there and suck me off right!"

Still breathing heavily, Doug nodded and took a few breaths to try to prepare himself. As he plunged under the water again, he couldn?t help but think, What pinching thing? He could not have known that he wasn?t the only one feasting on panther prick or that at that very moment, the iridescent ooze was doing its best to stuff itself into the panther?s ball-sack and gobble those balls up for real.

*************

Heaven existed, and Bob had just tasted ambrosia. His mouth slipped inside the tiny hole.

Oh, the delectable, coiled noodles inside! So tender! So juicy! So... bursting with masculine essence! As he engulfed the nearest piece of tightly wound tubule, pulled it into his body, and began to dissolve it as if in a tiny vat of acid, he made a sucking motion, causing the little fiber to unravel. He shivered as the tiny, savory string slurped into his mouth and dissolved almost instantly, its genetic material imprinting on and being copied down by specialized receptors in the ooze?s body. Little enclaves of partially developed sperm cells exploded against his taste receptor-covered body from time to time, flooding his mouth with intense flavors, like little deposits of flavor-rich fat in a prime rib.

With his digestive tract primed, he set to work dissolving the rest of the tough layer around his host?s testicle, revealing far more of those delicious micro-noodles and slurping them up gleefully.

Alas, he always ate too fast, and the supply of delightful flavors quickly dwindled. When he?d eaten most of the way through the first testicle, he pressed his mouth-parts against the thin membrane that kept his host?s orbs separated, pierced it, and then pressed himself through the hole to envelop the other testicle.

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The panther shifted uncomfortably, feeling like somehow the rodent at his groin was managing to do everything completely wrong. He actually felt himself going soft in the mouse?s mouth, and there was no way that was his own fault - well, other than giving the mouse a chance to prove how genuinely worthless he was, that is. Frustrated and horny, he pulled the mouse?s head off his lap again.

"Damn it, fine, I?ll do it myself!" he snapped. "Cripe, are you good for anything?!"

"I-I?m sorry; I - "

"Shut up! Don?t talk! It?s been a fucking month, and I just want to nut!"

The panther reached down and grabbed his shrinking cock. Giving it a few sharp jerks, he began to masturbate himself under the water.

*************

Bob felt the water growing turbulent around himself and huffed in disappointment. The water always got turbulent just as he was really beginning to enjoy himself. Well...at least he?d saved the best for last...

He pressed fully up into the now nearly-empty sack and seized both epididymides, his body shuddering in pleasure as it tasted that most masculine of flavors: the well-ripened gametes, wet-aged for a month, lent a particularly pungent, gamy taste to his final bite.

Quivering in gustatory ecstasy, sated and delightedly full, Bob hurriedly pulled himself out of his host?s sack, then let go of his grip on it and sank back down to the bottom of the hot tub.

*************

Grimacing, the panther stroked himself faster, but something seemed off. He felt like he was losing interest, not gaining it, and after a month of abstinence, he should be practically painting the place. Thinking that maybe it was the heat of the water, he got out of the hot tub, sat on the edge, and splayed his legs apart, all the while continuing to tug on his cock. Water dripped down his round, fuzzy sack, creating a slow but steady stream back into the tub. Yet as he continued jerking himself, he could feel the pressure in his balls dissipating, and  not in the sense of feeling relief after a month of being pent-up! Frustrated, he reached down to stroke his balls - an old go-to - but then gasped in disbelief, his eyes going wide as he felt... nothing inside his scrotum. The drool of water back into the hot tub had stopped, leaving nothing but an empty husk.

"My nuts!" he shrieked, leaping to his feet. "Where the fuck are my nuts?!"

His eyes, wide and horrified, swiveled to look at the now equally horrified mouse.

"Wh - what did you do?!" he gasped, his voice little more than a croak.

"I-I - " Doug stammered helplessly. "I didn?t do anything!"

He stood up and moved to try to comfort the panther.

"Get the fuck away from me, you monster!" the panther cried, scrambling backwards and getting to his feet. "Shit! What the fuck?!"

He turned and sprinted off, not even taking his towel.

"Wait!" Doug cried, sprinting after him, "I didn?t do anything, I swear!"

*************

The water tasted different now. The taste of male had faded, and the strange obstacles that periodically disturbed his body were gone. Having dozed off a bit as he digested his last meal, Bob came to with a luxurious stretch.

The coast is clear, he thought. Let?s see what we?ll turn into this time.

Focusing his energy, he concentrated on the imprint he?d stored away.

A few minutes later, a panther emerged from the water, gasping and wiping the water out of his eyes. Looking around, then looking down at his body, he grinned ear-to-ear and hugged himself.

Wrapping the towel around his waist, he sauntered casually out of the hot tub room.

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