			    That's the way we all go

				    yfelgor

Somebody gets a little too obsessed.

---

Mesjer Kereret Station stopped service about 25 years ago, but despite its
location in the middle of a dense urban area, it has yet to be replaced. This
makes it a pretty interesting place to explore. I ready my torch as Yewita lifts
up the graffiti-covered roller shutter, revealing a dark staircase leading down
into the abandoned station. I duck under alongside Yewita, and the roller
shutter closes behind us as we begin descending the stairs into the darkness.

The stairs lead us to a large opening. There are a series of turnstiles leading
to escalators, and the husks of what used to be shops but are now empty holes in
the walls. I look around, noticing all of the graffiti. I can't read what most
of it says; partially due to how dark it is and partially because reading
graffiti is hard.

"There's nothing interesting up here. Wanna go look at the platform?" Yewita
calls out. I respond affirmatively, and we climb over the turnstiles together
and carefully walk down the non-operating escalators. It's extremely quiet, the
only noise coming from our breathing and walking as we descend, interrupted
occasionally by small amounts of conversation.

"Dude, I kinda have to piss, actually," I note. I mention this out loud because
I'm not sure how I'm supposed to pee down here.

"I saw a toilet up there, or you could just piss on the tracks. Nobody's
around," Yewita notes. I hadn't actually considered that there could be a
bathroom in here. Although it's probably doesn't work; I think bathrooms need
power and maintenance and stuff, none of which it's had down here. So I guess
I'm going to have to pee on the train tracks.

We get to the bottom, where the train platform proper is. Debris has been strewn
across the platform and the tracks below, the old advertisements vandalised
beyond recognisability. Somebody even managed to get to the ads on the other
side of the tracks. Actually, that's even more impressive considering that some
express trains apparently still pass by on this track (despite the state of
disarray and all the garbage on it...) 

"Korvat, look at this..." Yewita says out of nowhere.

"What is it?" I ask, looking to where he is pointing.

"A plastic bottle. It's still got some liquid in it. Someone's been down here
relatively recently," Yewita explains. This isn't much of a surprise to me, it's
not like it's a secret or particularly difficult to trespass into. I don't
really know why he's making a big deal out of it like this.

We continue walking along the platform. The quietness and darkness are starting
to get to me a bit, I keep looking around to make sure nobody is here except us.

"Why is there so much trash everywhere?" Yewita says, kicking something that
looks like a piece of cardboard off the platform and onto the tracks.

"That's just what happens when you leave infrastructure unmaintained," I
respond.

A quiet rumbling begins being audible. We look to the left, both assuming that a
train is about to pass by. Yewita gets out his phone camera to record it, while
trying to position himself to best capture the event. I try to stay out of his
way, sitting next to him, and wait. The rumbling gets louder and louder, and
eventually distant lights begin to become visible.

As the train passes by the platform Yewita rotates himself and the camera, as I
just turn my head to the right. But as the train disappears into the tunnel, I
am startled by what looks like a silhouette further down the platform.

"Heh, I thought I saw a silhouet-" Yewita pulls me behind a pillar before I can
finish the sentence. He quietly whispers, "There's someone there. They were
walking towards us. We need to get the hell out of here before something bad
happens."

Fuck the absolute fuck out of this. This sucks fucking shit. Fuck fuck fuck fuck
fuck. I can hear Yewita and myself breathing heavily in fear, as he helps me get
up as quietly as possible, before we both start quietly walking to the other
side of the platform. But I don't think we're going to make it there before
we're seen.

Yewita whispers, as quietly as he can, "I think we have to run for it,
Korvat..." I quietly embrace him. He is warm, and I can feel his heart beating
quickly. I make sure he knows that I love him, in case one or both of us don't
make it out of here. I reluctantly let go, and as I see the silhouette come
into view we both sprint off towards the exit we came from.

I almost trip on the garbage on the ground numerous times, and each time I am
certain that this is the end, and I am dead. But I manage to make it to the
escalator just behind Yewita. As I climb I can hear running behind me, and I
know that whoever this is truly is pursuing us. I try not to go through all the
things this person might want to do to us in my head, all of the terrible ways I
could die.

I am too panicked to think about where to hide once I reach the top. I jump over
the turnstiles, and bolt towards a room on the opposite wall. I realise that it
is a bathroom as I run closer; probably the one Yewita mentioned earlier. I run
inside it, almost diving into the first stall and slamming the door behind me.

I begin crying from overwhelmed and fear as I lock the stall door. All I
wanted to do was explore a cool abandoned train station, and because I'm too
much of a selfish fucking coward to go alone, I needed to risk someone else's
life on this inconsequential bullshit. Who fucking cares about this. All I can
hope for now is that Yewita manages to make it out of here.

I'm almost relieved, in fact, by the footsteps coming into the bathroom. I know
he's not hiding in here, and there was definitely not enough time for him to be
hurt outside.

I start sobbing out "Please... You can kill me, but leave my friend alone!! I
promise, it was my fault we came here!!!" and start unlocking the stall, trying
to accept my inevitable fate.

"I do not want to kill you," the person responds. "You do not need to cry. I
only would like to use you. If you desire, you may leave."

I am not sure what 'use' means in this context. But this calms me down
significantly; I stop crying and my breathing returns to a normal rate. I decide
to ask for clarification: "What kind of using? But... Thank you for not killing
me..."

The person bluntly states, "I want to fuck you in the ear."

This was a twist of events I wasn't expecting, although I probably should have.
Getting fucked by some random person in an abandoned railway station sounds like
the kind of thing I would do, even if I've never had any real sexual experience.

The person continues, "I believe that it will be a feeling so amazing and
intense that it will form as a pivotal life memory. If you would like you can
place your ear up to the hole in the side."

I hadn't noticed the gloryhole in the stall before. Actually, I haven't seen a
gloryhole in real life before at all. I hear the person walking over to the
other side of the stall wall, and I think about what I should do. I'm not sure I
should trust a random stranger about weird sex, especially one who I was just
running in fear from, but something about imagining stranger dick sliding
through my ears is intoxicating. So I slowly position my left ear at the hole,
and, heart again racing, brace for penetration.

I feel something poke against the inside of my ear. I think I know what it is,
and I'm so ready for it I have to beg out loud, "Please... Put it in... I want
to feel a dick fucking my ear..." and I mean it. I didn't even know this was
possible two minutes ago, and now I can't stop thinking about it.

They begin pushing their dick more in, and I move slightly to guide it into my
ear hole. I close my eyes as I feel it start to widen my ear hole, a feeling so
unusual I can't help but moan out loud slightly. I beg again, "Please! I want it
so bad!!!" and I can feel myself becoming more and more obsessed with earfucking
every single second.

"I will push it all in at once if you would like," the person suggests. I could
not be more on board with this idea; almost screaming "Yes!! Please!!"

Time feels like it's passing by at half speed as I wait for that dick to invade
my head. Every second is excruciating, my new-found desperation overflowing as
the anticipation increases. And when I finally feel my ear's insides rammed by
stranger cock, I can't help but scream in pain and pleasure. I start
hyperventilating, screaming and moaning almost exclusively, as the stranger
starts slowly going back and forth, fucking my ear. I feel it sliding around in
my head, it's almost orgasmic, and it's filling up all of my thoughts with
obsessive lust, and oh my God I want to feel a torrent of cum gush into my
fucking skull, my eyes start watering up as I cry out in pleasure, and I say
"Faster!!! Please!!!" to the person.

They begin to go faster and I feel it and I want it going as fast as fucking
possible, I am hyperventilating from how amazing it is, I think my face is
locked into a complete lust state, my moans and screams are becoming
indistinguishable because it feels so fucking good, I don't know how my body can
take it, I'm about to fucking explode and I'm not even bothering to jerk myself
off because it won't make a single fucking atom of difference and I won't notice
because nothing and I mean nothing can get even 1% as good as this. I say again
"Please!! Shoot a load of cum into my ear!!" because I want to feel it I want
semen dribbling out of my ear So much that I can't ever get all of it out until
my body and brain requires cum to live.

And I feel something in my head and I am so happy because I know that it is a
load of beautiful Cum spraying all over my head. I push into the wall trying to
somehow get more of that fucking semen into my head and I moan/scream and
hyperventilate so much and I'm so happy and I feel so good that I start laughing
and crying and I'm almost sobbing I'm so happy. I feel the cock start sliding
out of my head and I look at that beautiful fucking dick that was in me when it
is taken out and I can see it glazed in some of that amazing fucking cum that's
inside my head right now. I hear footsteps again and I think the person is
leaving me here to process the magnitude of what I have just done and I just sit
here, for a long time, trying to process what I just experienced, and I cry more
because it's the only way my body can handle all of the emotion I am feeling.

After a while, I managed to get up and leave the station. I would say that my
thoughts waned in intensity, but that would be a lie. As I am walking home the
only thing my mind can picture is getting railed in the ear again; not really
what I expected out of today, but I'm not sure what else I'm supposed to do.
People always walk around like everything's normal and fine, but how the fuck am
I supposed to act normal right now? I want to scream to the skies that I just
got fucked in the ear and it was the best experience in my life! The fact that I
pissed and came in my pants is not much of a help either. I barely even
registered the fact that I pissed myself in fear for like an hour afterwards,
because my mind was so preoccupied.

I slam the door shut as I arrive home, and see that Yewita has already come
home. He runs over to me with relief and glee, "Korvat!!! I thought you got
killed!!! Thank God! I'm so sorry I left you alone in there!" he says. I don't
know how I'm supposed to tell him what happened; he looks like he's about to cry
about being a bad friend and person, and I just want to talk about getting my
aural cavity filled with jizz.

"Don't worry, my friend Yewita. Everything turned out alright. I had one of the
most important and amazing experiences of my life after you went," I say, trying
to steer the conversation towards the one thing I can consistently think about.

"... What could have possibly happened down there?" he asks. Oh, boy, you have
no fucking idea.

"Do you notice anything... Interesting about me?" I ask, trying to get Yewita to
notice the cum leaking out of my ear.

"Uh... You're covered in piss? As was I when I got home?" he guesses. I mean,
it's true, and it's pretty cool as well, but still not the correct thing. "Nope!
It's something else! Believe me, I'm dying to tell you about it!!" I answer.

"Hmm..." He looks at me intently. After a few seconds he looks like he has a
revelation and asks me "what the hell is going on with your ear?"

Speaking as matter-of-factly as I can, pretending I'm not on the verge of a
mental breakdown over how fucking amazing this was, I answer "It's filled with
cum..."

"What?"

"My ear... Is filled with cum..." I smile with glee; saying this reminds me of
how it's true.

"Are you alright, Korvat? What happened to you?"

"I ran into the bathroom you found... And the person found me, but they told me
they didn't want to kill me and all they wanted was to 'fuck my ear'."

"And you agreed!?!?"

"I was hesitant, but the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't refuse...
It's the only thing I can think about right now. I was so excited, and then it
felt so good... I think it's changed my life forever... I can't continue on like
before knowing how good something like this can feel. I can't stop thinking
about ear sex. I can't stop thinking about the cum sloshing around in my brain
right now... All I want to do is get more!"

Yewita seems to be at a loss for words, and I don't really blame him for this.
All I need to do is somehow get him to try it, and he'll see how mind-blowingly
good it is.

"Look at me, Yewita! I'm a piss-covered earfuck addict with a brain full of
cum!" I laugh, so very happy about what I am.

"Korvat, I think you were drugged," he says, sounding concerned. I don't really
blame him for thinking this; if you've never actually had the pleasure of ear
penetration, obsessing over it so hard seems absurd. The problem is that if he
thinks this, he's less likely to try it out for himself!

"I'm not drugged, Yewita...," I say assuringly, as I begin trying to lean into
his arms. "I've had the greatest experience of my life, and I'll never be the
same again~"

"I think... I think you need to get some rest. Come on," Yewita says, leading me
to my room. I feel bad for him, really. But I don't feel like arguing with him
anymore, so I just follow him and drop down onto my bed.

I begin drifting off to sleep, and I think about how badly I need to go back as
soon as possible. I think about the cum sloshing around inside my skull. I think
about how I still have a normal life that I'm expected to go back to, how I have
no way of coping with my brain screaming at me, begging to be bathed in semen.
All I can do is hope.

---

I can't fucking believe this shit.

"I'm sorry, Yewita! I can't get it out of my head! I tried standing around like
everything was normal, like everything was fine, but I needed to get out of
there before I exploded!"

I can hear him opening the shutter through the phone. "Korvat, get the fuck out
of there right now. Don't do this," I demand. Korvat yells into the phone, "I
need this, man! How do you expect me to act normal when I want to kneel in front
of everybody I see and beg on my knees for them to shove their cock into my
ear?? You can't understand how much I'm losing my FUCKING mind over this shit! I
can barely function anymore, and you want me to participate in some boring
bullshit when I COULD be getting my aural cavity gaped and my brain soaked in
cum! You DO NOT understand what's happening, and you will continue to not
understand it until you try it yourself, and then you'll be in the same shitty
situation as me! So get in line, help me the fuck out, or fuck off!"

He hangs up. It's truly disturbing how quickly this has happened; within only
about a day he's gone completely off the deep end, as he put it, he can 'barely
function anymore'. It's completely taken over his mind. So I decide that I will
do what he said; I will 'help him the fuck out' and find him a way out of this.

I sit at the table waiting for him to come home, thinking of ideas for what to
say to him. I don't want to come off as too confrontational or judgemental, lest
he get mad at me again. It felt weird when he yelled at me.

I hear somebody fumbling with the door handle, and turn around to see a
shivering, soaked and heavily breathing Korvat stumbling his way inside. Shocked
to see him dishevelled like this, even after yesterday, all of my forethought
vanished, and I blurted out "Holy shit!"

"Hey... T-there..." he replied, dripping all over the floor. I'm not entirely
sure that it's water.

"Are you alright? Why are you so wet? Why are you shaking so much?" I ask, even
if I've already got a pretty good guess at some of the answers. On a related
note, that is definitely not water.

"I can't t-think," he says, seemingly ignoring the question. "I thought that
m-maybe after doing it again it w-would all stop... But n-now it's even
worse..." He slowly starts walking toward me.

He kneels down in front of me, crying "Please! Help me! I want it to stop!"
before breaking into sobbing on the floor. This is an uncomfortable and
confusing development for me; I'm not entirely sure why he's crying considering
how happy he was about it yesterday.

I begin kneeling down to comfort him, despite how wet he is. I try to lift him
off the ground slightly so I can embrace him, and he realises what I'm trying to
do and basically tackles me to the ground as we begin to embrace. I try to
ignore all of the ambiguous liquids seeping into my clothes and fur.

"Korvat... Talk to me. I want to help you," I say, shaking him a bit in hopes of
getting more of a response.

"I c-can't fucking think about an-nything else..." he sobs into my chest. "I was
s-so fuckin... Happy yesterday... But every second I'm not g-getting fucked is a
living hell!!"

I realise that I'm still not sure completely what happened last night. "Let me
go dry you down and get you into bed, and you can tell me exactly what happened
last night. That way we can find out what happened to you," I suggest, to which
he nods.

I struggle to lift Korvat up, and carry him, still dripping on the floor, over
to the bathroom to dry him off. I walk through the bathroom door, barely able to
tell what's in front on me, and sit him down on the toilet. Grabbing a towel
from next to me, I sit down beside Korvat and wrap the towel around him.

As I begin drying him down, and without thinking it through, I ask, "Korvat...
That's not water, is it?"

"No..." he mutters. "S-some weird s-stuff happened down t-there... S-s-sorry I
got it all over you..."

"It's fine," I reply. "Helping you out is more important than my clothes.
Speaking of which, both of us should probably change after this."

I walk into Korvat's room with him, and he promptly falls down onto his bed. I
climb over to the other side and sit down next to him. I ask, "So... Do you want
to tell me what happened yesterday?"

I listen intently as Korvat, curled into a ball, describes in detail the events
of the night before. I think of every detail, and try to find some reasonable
explanation for Korvat's sudden obsession, but I can find nothing. No indication
of him being drugged, or hypnotised (even though I think hypnosis doesn't really
work like that) or anything except being scared and then requested to do weird
sex.

After he has finished explaining we don't really say very much to each other. We
both start drifting off to sleep in his bed. It's probably a good idea anyway;
that way I can be right there if he needs anything. The only communication
between us at all is that Korvat continues to move towards me a little bit, and
eventually I realise what he's doing, and I wrap my arms around him before we
fall asleep together.

---

I'm so glad I snuck out while Yewita was sleeping! I had to wander for hours to
find some Action, but now I'm tied to a wall, surrounded by a bunch of anonymous
naked people! I feel like I'm about to melt as I feel two wonderful dicks touch
my ear holes. I'm so intoxicated by euphoria that I'm only barely able to moan
out, "Pweeeaass... Fffuckk... Mmm...-" before I interrupt myself with pleasured,
loud screaming as both dicks are shoved without warning in my ears.

I can feel it every single time one of those dicks pushes its way inside my
head. It's an incredibly strange sliding feeling, but it feels like 100 orgasms
all at once. I can hear muffled slapping, as my ears get pounded into,
disorienting me and making it hard to think or focus on anything at all. And I
can only barely hear my moaning screams, so uninhibited that they sound almost
like they come from a zombie. My eyes stare off into nothing, I feel so
overwhelmed with joy and pleasure that I can't even think to move them, but I
can barely process a small crowd of people standing around, and waiting their
turn with me, and I'm so happy because it means that I can continue to feel
good.

Through muffled pounding I hear a voice say "Get ready for Part 1, you fucking
urinal!!" and I try to prepare myself for it, but I know it's futile, and I feel
like I'm on a thousand drugs as thick warm ropes fill my brain. My body feels so
bottled up with raw emotion that they explode out of me in the form of
continuous laughter, I moan-laugh as I feel the other person release into my
brain and it all feels so warm and lovely.

Through my moaning and gasping for breath and hysterical laughter I hear the
same voice as before say something, I'm way too far gone to understand it but I
hear the word "urinal" in there somewhere. Somewhere in a far corner of my brain
I remember what's coming now, but that corner is hidden away for now and all I
can do is scream with amazement, orgasmic pleasure and euphoria as streams of
piss begin spraying into me. I feel urine fill my skull, so much of it that it
sloshes around in there, and I know it can't be good for me but I just don't
fucking care.

In an infinite loop of screaming and laughing and occasional vomiting of semen
and pee, every single person surrounding me takes a turn railing my aural cavity
and filling it with their cum and piss. It covers me from head to toe, and I'm
sure my insides are in a similar state. I'm left on the ground in an alley,
barely conscious and covered in fluids. I don't move at all, trying to get my
head around what just happened, until I hear a familiar voice.

"Korvat!!!" I hear, although it's still a bit muffled from the ravaging my ears
have gotten. "What the fuck are you doing?!?!"

I try to speak, but all I do is gurgle. Yewita runs towards me, and I begin
feeling a little bit of regret for sneaking out like this, even if it meant
having the most heavenly experience of my life (again). I hope he doesn't yell
at me.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, man! If you want all of this to stop, you can't go out
and... Do whatever the fuck you've done this time!" he says. I don't actually
want this all to stop anymore. I decided to kill the part of my mind which
wanted to continue living a normal life, and became a full-time pissbrain
cum-eared urinal creature in the process. I love being a little pissbrain...! I
wonder if I can get Yewita to call me that. Or get him to try this out for
himself.

Every time I try to move I can feel the pee and cum sloshing inside my skull.
Still in a daze, I try again to speak. "Hhhhhaaaa.... Pppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
Brrrraaaaaaaaaaaiiiiinnnnn.... Hehhhhehhahahaahahahaahaha..." I'm such a little
pissbrain that I can't talk correctly.

Yewita tries to pick me up. When he lifts me off the ground I can feel the
liquids in my brain splashing about, and it makes me giggle. "It's four in the
fucking morning, Korvat! You need to stop this!" he says.

"Iiiiiiiiiii wwwwwannnn... Doooiidaggggeeeeeennn....." I moan, trying to tell
Yewita that I don't want to stop. "Fffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeellzz... Ssshhhhoooo...
Ggggoooooooodd..."

"It doesn't matter how fuckin- You know what... I'm gonna lock you in. That's
the only way to be sure. Come on. Let's go," he says, gesturing me to stand up.
I slowly start standing, still feeling every movement of the Funny Fluids in my
head, and I lean on Yewita as we start walking home together.

As I walk I begin to laugh. Yewita looks at me silently as I double over in
hysterical laughter, seemingly confused. To be fair, I'm not even completely
sure myself why I started laughing so much. But I do know one thing.

I grab Yewita by the shoulders, staring into his eyes. I shake him and scream,
"I'M SUCH A LITTLE FUCKING PISSBRAIN, YEWITA!!! HAHAHHAHAA!!!! I CAN FEEL THE
PISS AND CUM SOAKING INTO ME AND SLOSHING AROUND!!! I LOVE IT SO FUCKING MUCH!!!
HOLY SHIT!!!!" He stares back at me with a look of fear and confusion, and I
continue screaming at him. "I QUIT!!! I CAN'T LIVE A NORMAL LIFE ANYMORE WITH A
BRAIN FULL OF PEE!! I NEED TO FUCKING- CUM!! CAN... CAN YOU KEEP ME??? AS YOUR
TOILET??? I NEED TO... FUCK!!!!!! TIE ME UP IN THE BATHROOM AND KEEP ME THERE!
FOREVER!! PLEASE!!! HAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHA!!!!!!"

Suddenly I puke right down on Yewita's feet. Most of the puke is just urine with
some semen mixed in, which doesn't phase me at all, but Yewita jumps back in
shock. "Jesus, man! How much fucking piss is inside you?! I've gotta get you
home!!" He grabs me by the arm and runs, and I'm forced to follow him as we head
home together. I begin moaning slightly, as the rapid pace of running makes the
piss in my head splash around a lot and it feels so good.

I think that this whole situation has been stressing Yewita out too much. Well,
if he's going to try to 'help' me, I'm going to help him as well. I know exactly
what he needs; all I need to do is make a plan.

---

It's been a long week... I decided to stay home at all times to make sure Korvat
can't get out and continue along this awful path. But he's gotten so desperate
he's started putting random household objects into his ears... I sometimes
wonder if I'm in the wrong here; it's taken all my willpower to keep him in here
even when he's shrieking, begging and banging loudly at the door. I think about
this, as I often do, while I take a piss. I can hear him shuffling around
outside, and I try to hurry myself so he can't get himself into anything out
there.

When I see the front door wide open as I leave the bathroom, it takes me a
little bit before I realise the implications. Without thinking, I bolt towards
the door, and I don't even close the door behind me before I rush down the
stairwell. I can hear loud running steps echoing below me, and I know exactly
who it is, and I yell down, "GET THE FUCK BACK HERE, KORVAT!!" I try to think of
more things to say, to try to convince him to come back up, but my mind is
completely blank. All I can think about is chasing him down.

But I remain quite far behind him as I run out on to the street again yelling,
"GET YOUR ASS THE FUCK BACK HERE!!!!" I try to think of more things to say, to
try to convince him to come back up, but my mind is completely blank. All I can
think about is chasing him down.

But I remain quite far behind him as I run out on to the street. I can't see
him anywhere, but I know exactly where he's going, so I know exactly where to
run. I narrowly avoid crashing into multiple people as I dash down the street as
fast as I possibly can, I can see people staring at me, but I don't slow down; I
need to save my friend from whatever the fuck this is that's taken him over.

I dash down Mesjer Kereret Street, and I can barely catch a glimpse of Korvat
rushing through the crowds of people before disappearing off down an alley. I
recognise that alley; that's where the station exit is, so I run as fast as I
can, long since out of breath at this point, trying to navigate my way through
the crowds of people, but by the time I make it to the alley it's clear that
Korvat's already gotten inside. I duck under the shutter, and run into the
darkness. I can't see anything; I just have to hope I don't trip over the debris
on the ground. I try to look around the opening, but as I do I hear a noise
coming from the platform level.

I run down the disused escalator, stepping somewhat carefully so as to not fall
over. I continue hearing echoed sounds, which I am sure are Korvat, from below,
but I can't figure out exactly what's happening. As I reach the bottom I stop;
I'm not sure exactly where Korvat is. I listen again for any noise.

I hear a soft rumble; probably the sounds of trains through the tunnels. I kind
of like it down here; it's sort of relaxing. For the first time in a while
Korvat and this whole horrible situation leave my mind. I just stand there,
feeling this wonderful serenity I've been lacking for so long.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! PLEASE!!!! FUCK!!!!!! I NEED IT NOOOOOWWWW!!!!!!" I hear
Korvat shriek, making me jump back into reality. I start running towards the
screaming, and in the darkness I see two silhouettes, one kneeling and shaking
in front of the other.

I realise that this person Korvat is with is probably the person who made him so
obsessed with earfucking, and something in my mind snaps. For a few seconds I
look at the scene in front of me in silence, I feel my mind filling with
incomprehensible rage toward whoever this is in front of me, this person who has
stolen Korvat from me, and turned him into a cum-thirsty beast.

Under my breath, but not so quiet that they wouldn't be able to hear, I mutter,
"Who are you?" Both people look at me, Korvat jumps back slightly, staring at me
with fear and desperation in his eyes. I slowly walk towards this monster, and I
raise my voice, yelling "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?????"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HIM??" I scream. I am far too senseless from rage
to listen for an answer or not, I pick debris up off the ground and throw it in
the person's general direction as I walk closer, and when I get close enough I
lunge forward screaming in anger, tackling the monster to the ground.

I can barely hear Korvat crying for us to stop as we fight on the ground. I am
way too furious to listen; I'm out for fucking blood at this point. I start
punching, and I keep on punching because I know this is what this evil being
deserves.

We both continue fighting each other; I'm in a lot of pain, and I'm bleeding in
a lot of places, but I know I have to win this, I need to save my friend.
Sometimes I feel Korvat pulling on my leg, trying to get us to stop, but I know
that something awful has happened to his brain, I have to ignore him for his own
good.

I can barely interpret it, but I can slightly hear a growing rumbling in the
distance. It takes me a bit to figure out what it is, but when my enraged mind
does, it gets an idea. I do not consider this action, or its consequences, for a
second. I just start kicking and pushing this person towards the open platform
gap.

The rumbling gets louder. Even in my enraged state, I understand that what I'm
about to do is major; I feel tense inside, almost short of breath from
nervousness. But I'm convinced it's the right thing to do. The person seems to
realise what I'm about to do; they try to crawl away from the edge. But I'm not
letting them get away with what they've done.

The rumbling gets louder again; I begin to see the lights of the train shining
off the tunnel walls. I yell out, crying "THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE!! FOR
HURTING MY FRIEND!!" before using every last bit of my energy to shove the evil
monster off the edge.

I hear a bang as the train passes by. For some reason, that small noise broke me
out of my rage-induced trance, and I began to take in what just happened. I
stare into nothingness, lost in my terrified thoughts. I'm so lost in thought
that it takes me a few whole seconds to notice Korvat, in unabashed hysterics,
screaming and crying at me incomprehensibly.

And I, too, begin crying. Slightly at first, but soon I just shakingly sit down
and sob my eyes out. I think about all the terrible things I've done recently,
and how all of this, every last moment, was entirely my fault, how if I wasn't
too much of an asshole to leave Korvat alone down there, none of this would have
happened, how I locked him inside for an entire week as he begged me to go out,
and I ignored him even when he started bashing at the door in desperation, and
how I fucking killed someone, and no matter what I do, for the rest of my life,
this singular moment will remain etched into my fucking skull, and I will never
be forgiven or allowed to forget.

My vision is blurry from crying, but I try looking over at Korvat. He's sitting
far away from me, probably on purpose considering what I've done. Despite this,
I crawl over to him slowly. Between sobs, I croak out, "K...korvat... I...
Fuckk... I'm so... Fucking... I-I keep on d-d-doing terrible t-things to y-you
and this is a-all my fault and I'm s-so fucking sorry and oh g-god I've fucking
r-ruined everything..."

Korvat just looks at me silently as I continue speaking. "W-w-what are we
g-gonna do... I c-c-can't... Live with myself... After what I-I've done... And
y-you're... And it's all b-because of me... I w-was trying to help you... But
a-all I managed to do is f-fuck everything up!"

I lie down and loudly wail, "We're fucked, Korvat!!! I'm so sorry!!!" before
breaking down into sobbing again, curled up on the ground in a ball. I feel like
I'm about to vomit.

But to my surprise, I feel Korvat move behind me, and wrap his arms around me.
His head right behind mine, I feel him whisper into my ear, "You've really...
Messed this one up... Haven't you, Yewita?" before quietly forcing a laugh.

We lie there together for a long time. We quietly lie on the dirty ground in the
dark and whisper to each other, trying to process this terrible situation.

"Korvat..." I begin, looking to ask a question.

"What?" Korvat replies.

"What is ear sex like? Why are you so obsessed with it?" I ask him. It's a
pretty strange question I think, but I would quite like to know. I've not really
understood that part.

"I don't know if I can even explain it... It's a feeling so out of this world,
it's no wonder I got hooked on it so fast," he says. This is not a helpful
answer at all. "The moment that person's dick plunged inside my ear... Was
probably the best moment of my life... You can't really understand what it's
like unless you try it, but to try it is basically to throw your life away..."

I am silent for a few seconds, thinking. One terrible decision made in a fit of
rage has probably taken away my entire future, and even if I manage to get away
with this, it will haunt me forever. That sense of serenity, the one I had just
experienced, will never come back. I don't want to continue down this awful
path. I want to enjoy my life, but I can only think of one way to do that.

"You know, when I was chasing you down here, there was a moment where I stopped
and just listened. I felt so peaceful and calm... I hadn't felt like that in a
long time. It was amazing. But now that I've done... That... I don't know if I
can ever get there again... I don't know, man... I think..." I pause to sigh. "I
think I want to try it."

Korvat immediately perks up; he excitedly asks, "You mean..."

I sigh again, before saying "Yes..."

He starts laughing in shock and excitement, jumping to his feet. "WOO!!! HOLY
FUCKING SHIT!!! LETS GO!!!!! Fuck yeah, dude! I know exactly where to go,
tonight. Your world's gonna be fuckin' rocked!! FUCK YEAH!!" He's talking like I
didn't just trap him in his own home for a week, and then kill somebody in front
of him. It's very strange.

I stand up, eager to get the hell out of here. Korvat joins me, and we walk up
the escalator in silence. I look around one last time, intending to make this my
last foray down into this wretched place. I shiver as I think about the corpse
lying somewhere down there, a full person who I destroyed without thinking.
Tears begin to well from my eyes.

"How can you even bear to look at me, man? After everything I've done..." I ask
quietly. "I hurt you, I killed somebody in front of you, and you're treating
me... Normal. You have the most reason in the world to treat me as lower than
fucking dirt, but..."

Korvat sighs. "I... I know you, Yewita. I know that all of this... Shit has been
stressing you out. I'm not going to abandon you, even though you've hurt me.
God, this has almost distracted me from earfucking for a bit... I'm so
fucking... Happy that you wanted to try it. Speaking of that, I think I need to
go somewhere before I head home. I want to give you the best experience of your
life, after all... Are you gonna go straight back?" I don't really feel like any
of that answered my question.

"Yeah," I say. I still can't quite believe I'm actually going to do this. I just
hope it will stop me thinking about that person so much... I wonder where he
could be going. After all, I've just... Fucking killed... His main person for
that, I think... Fuck...

I feel wrong walking through a crowd of people as I walk home. None of these
people around me would have any idea of the terrible things I have done. Most of
them would probably be disgusted by me if they knew. Once I get off the crowded
streets I feel a bit more comfortable, but for the rest of the way home that
sickening bang plays in my mind over and over again. I feel glad that I never
caught a glimpse of the corpse... Although maybe it would have been better if I
did. If I had to take in the full extent of my... Evil.

I walk through the front door, which I left hanging open, and just collapse into
my bed with a little sob. I haven't actually slept in this room for a while
because of my tyranny over Korvat, so I get under the covers and try to have a
comfortable sleep. But that fucking bang, it won't get out of my head, It
reminds me over and over and over again that no matter how comfortable or happy
I get, I am inalienably an evil piece of shit.

---

It took all of my willpower to avoid begging to be ear-ravaged right then and
there. I knew I must hold on a little longer, for Yewita, and I had to run out
the door when I left, just to diminish the amount of time I had to turn around
and get on my knees, begging. I manage to get home, and notice that Yewita has
seemingly gone straight to bed. He looks cute when he's sleeping.

I crawl onto the bed as lightly as I can, to avoid disturbing him, before
placing myself next to him and tightly hugging him. I like hugging him; it's
great. I can feel the warmth from his body, I can feel every breath and
heartbeat. It makes me so happy.

I just lie there awake for a while, waiting for him to get up. I can't wait
until I get to get fucked again tonight... And I'm maybe even more excited to
see Yewita find out exactly why I've been so obsessed with this. I hope I get to
see the look on his face when a dick starts sloooowwwwly sliding into his ear,
and when cum starts splattering all over his brain.

When night time comes I'm more eager than anything to get the hell going. "Come
on, Yewita!!!! It's like, 19:00!!! Time's a-wasting!!"

"Okay, okay..." he mutters, "I can't believe I'm actually doing this..." He gets
out of bed slowly, and he begins following me. 

"So, what's going to actually happen here?" Yewita asks, looking at the ground
as we walk along the street.

"Remember when you found me lying on the ground in an alley?" I say, blushing a
little bit. "I found the same people again. They're gonna fucking destroy us..."

"If you say so..." Yewita responds. He looks a little nervous... Maybe I should
have phrased that differently.

"In a good way, of course," I clarify. "Fucking hell, I can't believe I've
managed to keep myself together this whole time... I'm feel like I'm gonna
fuckin' collapse into a black hole."

Yewita forces a chuckle at my simile(?) and asks, "So... How long do we have to
walk for? The suspense is kind of killing me. I'm a bit nervous."

"There's no reason to be nervous, Yewita!" I reassure him, "We'll be there any
minute now."

"I killed a man today, dude. I have many reasons to be nervous," he replies. I
somehow almost forgot about that... I don't think I've really fully comprehended
what happened.

"Well, here it is!" I announce, turning into an alleyway.

"Of course it's in an alleyway. Why the fuck wouldn't it be?" Yewita says
sarcastically. It's not actually in an alleyway, though, that's just where the
quickest way in is. But he's about to find that out so I don't bother saying
anything.

As we walk towards the door, I start visibly shaking and breathing erratically.
"Uhh... Korvat... Are you... Okay?" he asks me.

"Ear... S-sex... Oh my god..." I gasp out. Tears begin to well in my eyes.
"H-h-how have I gone t-this long without... F-f-fuuuuuckkkk..." The door handle
rattles as I shakingly begin to turn it. I push forward, and the door begins to
open.

---

Korvat walks into the darkness behind the door without hesitation. I stand back
and watch him; I can see in the darkness, barely, a group of silhouettes. This
makes me a lot more nervous, so I just stand there, watching, near the door.

I see Korvat kneel in front of the figures, and say something that I can't
really hear. Suddenly I hear a voice yelling, "Hey, man! You can come in here,
y'know! We ain't gonna bite!"

The voice makes me jump a bit. I stare into the darkness with a bit of fear,
and I realise I probably look a little pathetic standing here. So I start
walking forward, even opting to close the door behind me, plunging the room
into darkness.

"Turn on the lights over there, will ya?" I hear the same voice as before ask.
So I do, and the lights in the room flicker on. We are in an empty warehouse,
closed doors leading out from all directions, and in the middle a group of
people are crowding in front of Korvat, shaking on his knees.

I hear a person standing in the front of the group tell Korvat, "Look up at me
and open your mouth, Korvy. I want to give you a gift." I am confused by the
nickname, although I think it's kind of cute. I start walking towards everyone.

The nickname goes out of my mind immediately, as I see the person in the front
SPIT INTO KORVAT'S FUCKING MOUTH, who then, without hesitation, swallows it down
and says, "T-thank you, sir!" like he's a servant or something.

"P-please, I need to get ravaged, right now!! I've gone without it for so
f-fucking long!" Korvat screams, echoing around the room. "Pleeeassee, fuck
me!!! PPPPPPPPPLLLLLEEEEEAAAAAASSSSEEEEEE, FUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKK MMMMEEE!!!!!!!"

"Woah, you're desperate, aren't you!? Well, get your little friend there over
here, then," one of the people say. Korvat turns toward me with a look of
desperation, and I take it as a cue to get over there.

I pre-emptively kneel on the ground next to Korvat, who looks at me with
excitement. We both look up when the same person as before loudly asks us, "So,
which one of you are we gonna start ravaging first?"

I look back at Korvat for an answer, too nervous to speak myself. He says,
"Uh... fuck... I want to... so bad, but... Uh, he can go first! I wanna see his
reaction when he feels it the first time!" He said the last part very fast. I
presume this is because he wanted to stop his primal lust from taking over.

"Brilliant," the person says, "I love breaking in new ones. What's your name,
boy?"

'New ones'. That's certainly a way of phrasing it. Almost like we're objects. I
struggle to speak, but manage to mutter out, "Y-yewita..."

"Well, Yewi..." they say, walking to my right side. "I hope you're ready for
this. I don't hold back."

Great. I wish all of this dawdling would stop already and they'd get on with the
fucking... It feels like we've been building up to it for way, way too long. I
also realise that I, too, have been given a nickname.

Korvat crawls over to be facing me, and stares longingly, mouth open, at
something just to the right of my ear. My heart is beating rapidly at this
point, I know that the dick that will be inside my ear is right there. "G-god,
so much buildup..." I say quietly, beginning to blush slightly. "I-it's right
there, isn't it? I can tell."

I close my eyes. I know exactly what's happening to me, I can feel it happen as
I speak. "So why," I ask, "don't you just f-fucking put it in already?"

I hear Korvat gasp. He's smiling widely at me; he knows exactly what's going on
in my mind. I can feel my breath get more erratic and quick and my blush get
harder and harder. I hear the person say, "Tell me, say it out loud for all of
us to hear. What do you want me to do, Yewi?"

Korvat watches me with visible anticipation. All I have to is speak, announce to
the world what my... deviant little brain wants, and I can have that massive...
meaty dick pulsing inside my head. "I..." I start, "I want..."

"P-please, just shove your massive c-cock inside my ear, already!! I can't take
it anymore! I can't fucking... believe I'm feeling like this! I'm fucking
begging you! Ravage me like Korvy said you would!!" I yell, letting all the lust
inside me start to flow out.

I look again at Korvy, he's looking at me with sheer joy. I say to him, mind
racing, "It... hasn't even gone in yet! And I've gone f-fucking haywire! This is
fucking amazing!"

Korvy responds to me, but I don't really comprehend the response, because as he
says it I feel something touch my right ear. I whimper quietly in anticipation.
"P-p-p-please... s-sir... ravage me... raze me to the f-fucking ground...
obliterate me... J-j-j-just fucking shove it in!!! Please!!!!" I say, and I mean
it. I'm not sure why I worded it like that, though.

The person grabs on to the other side of my head, and pushes it towards them,
causing their dick to slowly enter my ear. Every little bit more makes my eyes
and mouth open further, I begin almost laughing from the joy and feeling of it
all, until huge amounts of lustful energy spill out of me in a loud moan. I look
at Korvy again, and try to speak, but all that comes out is more moaning.

I see two people from the crowd stand on opposite sides of Korvy; he looks like
the happiest person in the world. He looks so ready to finally get dicked in the
ear again.

The dick in my ear begins moving back, it's a different sensation than going
forwards. I love them both so much. I need more. So I try to speak again, this
time telling the person fucking me, "FFFFaaaaasssstttt.... moorrrrrreee.......
aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh......" before trailing off into moaning again. Luckily for me,
he was able to take the hint, and the sliding around slowly starts turning into
normal fucking speed, a dick being shoved in and out of my ear over and over
again.

My moans continue increasing in intensity, my eyes begin to roll almost into the
back of my head. I hold my hands out in front of me, I want to feel the touch of
Korvy, I want him to know how thankful I am, I want him to know how fucking good
I feel. I try to speak, out loud to him, but all I can muster are gasps and
shivering moans.

The fucking increases in speed again. It makes me giggle, which slowly starts to
become full on euphoric laughter. I moan out, "Diiiccckkk... Heheheheheeh....
Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeesssssss..."

I feel Korvy's hands touch mine. I can, barely, hear him moaning too. It feels
like we can communicate our indescribable lust through our hands, both of us
loudly moaning in solidarity.

The wonderful person fucking my ear says to me in their beautiful voice, "I'm
close, Yewi~" And I'm so fucking ready, I remember what Korvy would say, and I
would act so very strange about it, that you can feel the cum spurting inside
you, painting your insides, and I want to feel it.

"Iiiinnnnn...... Me........" I say, to assure that they don't pull out of me and
deprive me of that wonderful cum.

"Don't worry, cute little Yewi... I'll paint your brain white~" he says, so
beautifully, and I won't worry, because, oh my God, I want him to paint my brain
white with his fucking cum. He's ramming my ear so fucking fast now, and every
time it's slammed in I anticipate my brain getting covered in warm liquid ropes
even harder.

And then it happens, I almost scream with euphoria when I feel that dick bury
itself in my ear and shoot semen all over my insides. "Yyeeeeeeeeaaaaa... cum...
braaaaaaain... I... loooooveeeee you.... heehehehehhehehehehe..." I moan. I
remember how baffled I was, all the way back then when I was so ignorant, at
Korvy acting exactly like this, but now I know. It's the best feeling in the
world.

I feel the lovely dick slide out of my ear, and I lie down on the floor, trying
to process the majesty of what I have just gone through. One of the other people
in the group goes up to me and kneels down.

"Y'know, you'd make a good urinal," he says to me. I remember back to when I
found Korvy in that alleyway. He was so happy about being 'a little pissbrain',
saying he could feel so much pee in his skull, it was sloshing around, and I
think I want to be a little pissbrain too.

"Piss... brain..." I slur, "I want... Pee... I'm a lit-tle... Pee... cum...
brain..."

They smirk, lifting me up onto my knees as they drop their pants. I look over at
Korvy, his face looks as if it's locked permanently in a scream as he gets
absolutely railed in both ears at the same time. I can hear him, and he is in
fact screaming, in absolute ecstasy. He looks so adorable like this. I can't
believe I kept him, or myself, from this joy for so long.

"I'm gonna fill your brain with my piss, Yewi~" he says, as he caresses his
glorious scrumptious penis along the side of my head, running it through my fur.
I want him to just fucking ram it in there so bad.

I moan and gasp as he slides his dick into my left ear. He pushes in further and
further in me, moaning "Fffuck, you feel good... So warm..." and it makes me
happy to have such a good fuckhole. He pushes my body towards his, and down at
me he whispers, "I hope you're ready for this, you adorable urinal... Here it
comes!"

I brace myself and very quickly I begin to feel a spray of liquid inside my
head. I cry out, feeling the urine spray all around inside me. It tickles, and I
can feel it dripping in there, so I laugh again. It feels like there's a jet
stream blasting into my head, and a pool of urine is forming inside me,
increasing rapidly in size.

"Oooooooohhhhhhh...." I moan, "Iiiiiiiiii... Yyyyyyyyyyeeeessssshhhhh....."

I feel the person start to pull out of my ear, saying "Gotta leave some space in
there for the others~ I think you deserve a shower, Yewi..."

As the cock leaves my ear pee begins to cover my fur and clothes. It feels warm,
like a lovely hug, and I move around trying to cover myself in the stream more.
As I move I feel all of the pee inside my skull sloshing and splashing around. I
giggle, "Heheheheh... ehhehehehehehe... pee..."

I lie against this wonderful person's legs as the stream dies down. He asks me,
smiling, "Yeah, ya enjoyed that, didn't you? Hey, I got an idea!" and then walks
off, leaving me to slowly lie on the ground.

I stare at the ceiling, mind almost blank. I feel too good to think. Suddenly I
see Korvy's face come into view above me, and he smiles down at me. "Hi! Y-you
enjoying yourself?" he asks me.

I don't know how I'm supposed to communicate the extent to which "Yes" is the
answer to that question. "Aah..." I squeak, "Fucking... Hhh... Ohhhhh..."

He smiles. "I'll t-take that as a yes." I start sitting up to talk to him, but
before I can fully sit up I, without warning, throw up on myself. "Fffffuck..."
I mumble to myself. "Ssso..."

I am interrupted by Korvy shaking me, telling me to turn around. We are quickly
surrounded by people in a circle, and an authoritative sounding voice tells us
to "get on your knees! We're gonna shower you both off."

I slowly comply, as does Korvy. I'm still a bit shaky from vomiting, so I lean
a bit on him. "Ffffffuuuucccckkkk, maan..." I whisper, sighing. "Cum... Pee...
Aaaah..."

Korvy holds on to me, and we both look up to see the ring of people around us.
Both of us just lightly moan as we feel warm streams of piss splashing down
onto us, There is so much of it, dripping down our fur and on to the floor, and
I open my mouth to taste some of it. I taste a variety of flavours from all of
the different people's pee. Some of the tastes are better than others, but I am
so drowned in euphoria that I don't even really care.

I look at Korvy beside me, urine streaming down his body, forming a large
yellow puddle on the floor around his knees. He's smiling weakly, lost in
euphoric relaxation and he's ever so adorable. I can barely control myself as I
almost pounce onto him, wrapping my arms around his body and tongue-kissing him
deeply.

I feel Korvy's arm move. He slowly places a few of his fingers on the opening
of my cum-filled left ear, and starts slowly rubbing. I moan into his mouth
from the feeling, which lets a little bit of pee drip down into our mouths, and
I know we both love the taste so much.

I move my hand from behind him, and try to return the favour. After a bit of
feeling around his wonderful soft fur I know I find the earhole because I can
feel Korvy shiver in pleasure. With the arms we aren't using to finger each
other with, we hold on to each other tight.

We're so lost in a lustful loving trance that it takes us both a while to
realise that our shower has stopped. We pull away from each other reluctantly,
and my whole body almost physically lurches when I look into Korvy's beautiful
cute eyes.

"Aaaaaahhhhh.... Iiiiiiiii.... wwuuuuuvvvvvvv....... yy-y-yyooouuuu....." I
moan out. I don't have the words, especially in this state, to fully express
the intensity of the feelings I am having.

"Aaww. The two earfuck pissrags are having a little moment," we hear from
behind us. We both look to the voices origin, and they say "Why don't we
squeeze some more use out of you? Let's find out how many useful holes you both
have~"

Everybody goes towards us both, and we're both lifted off the ground as people
try to figure out how to get as many dicks inside of us as possible. They end
up almost talking about it like it's a riddle, and I think about how good it is
to be a piss-soaked little riddleslut. I hear all of the wonderful ideas they
all have, about fitting dicks into our noses and our dickholes, and I'm
disappointed when a lot of the exciting ideas are agreed to not work well.

But that doesn't make it any less wonderful when we feel our ears, our mouths
and our asses being penetrated, sometimes even by multiple dicks each. I'm so
surrounded by people that I'm practically unable to move, and I can just act as
a static object of screaming pleasure as so many of my orifices are ravaged. My
brain starts blanking out, leaving me like a soul floating through the void,
and at other times my brain is just screaming, begging for more fucking and cum
and pee and anything, please, anything to make me feel good more.

One of the last coherent thoughts I have before descending into
incomprehensible, majestic, obsessive lust, is that everything Korvy told me,
when I was so stubborn and ignorant and foolish, was true, and I am so,
incredibly lucky to have somebody as beautiful and kind and lovely as him that
I can do something so fucking awful and terrible and evil and yet he will still
give me this impossibly amazing experience. I could not ask for somebody
better.

---

I sit up, looking around. It's extremely dark, but I can just barely make out
Yewita lying face down next to me. Both of us are dripping wet, and it makes me
shiver in the night's mild breeze. I can feel my clothes clinging on to my fur,
like I was thrown into a pool, except I know that the liquid covering me is
definitely not water.

"Yewita!" I whisper, trying to get him up. He doesn't respond, so I put my
hands on his wet body and shake him awake. He sleepily sighs, and turns to look
at me, rolling over on to his back.

"W-what?" he asks groggily.

"We can't sleep here, pissbrain~! Come on, let's get home!" I say in a
whispering shout, as I begin standing up.

"Holy s-shit..." Yewita shivers, looking up at me. "That really just...
happened..."

I crouch down and grab his arm. "You broke fast, dude... You were begging for
more before the first one even went in ya!" I comment as I pull him up to his
feet.

"I... did..." he mutters. "I... was..."

Without warning he grabs my shoulders, staring in my eyes and frantically
whisper-shouting "Holy FUCK, Korvat! It's like my mind has snapped in half! I
can't fucking believe... how ffUCKING amazing that was! I'm sopping f-fucking
wet, my head is filled with a bunch of strangers' piss and c-cum... oh fuck,
it's all so good! This is exactly what happened to you, isn't it?? Isn't it?!"

"I think it is~" I respond teasingly. "Now, come on. It's been a really long
day, ya cumrag! Let's go!! I wanna have a shower!"

Yewita sighs. "Fine... But, why?" he asks.

We hold hands as we walk out of the alley. "What do you mean, why?" I respond,
confused by his question.

"Why even bother with that? We're never going to be clean again, not after what
happened in there. We could just... be what we are: s-stinky little p-pissbrain
cumrags," he says. The feeling inside me when I hear all these silly little
names for us is wonderful.

"Heh... We are, aren't we?" I say, slowly escalating into an excited shout.
"These... stinky little creatures... beasts... Filthy, depraved, moist,
piss-soaked... things! Us disgusting... vermin don't b-belong in regular
society! W-we're just a bunch of filthy fucking disposable rags!"

I laugh with pride and joy at our situation, and Yewita joins me. We walk
along, giggling to each other, still dripping on the ground. Sometimes people
walk past us and I can see them trying to avoid us as much as they can; they
walk in big arcs around us, they avoid making eye contact and sometimes they
will even cross the road to avoid us. This makes me happy too; they're trying
to avoid the giggling stinky wet people walking around at midnight.

"Holy shit, man, so much stuff has happened today!" Yewita comments. "Like,
just this morning I was keeping you locked in the house for what I thought was
your protection! And now..."

It does feel like that happened quite a long time ago. And it was only a few
hours ago that he murdered a man right in front of me... although I probably
shouldn't bring that up. It will definitely bring our high mood right down.

"You know," Yewita says matter-of-factly as we enter our building and begin
ascending the stairs. "I probably won't even bother trying to go back to normal
life. We're fucked no matter what at this point. Especially considering..."

He sighs. We continue walking in silence, as I unsuccessfully try to think of
things to say, anything to make him feel better or take his mind off of the
murder. I worry that somebody might manage to trace it back to us, and I shudder
to think what might happen to us after that.

"You'll be fine, don't..." I reassure Yewita as we approach the door. "Just
don't worry about it. We'll be okay." And although I don't believe what I'm
saying, I really hope that I'm right.

---

Even with how tired I am, even with how comfy it is being snuggled up against
Korvat in his bed, I lie awake for a while, thinking. A significant amount of
these thoughts are either unhelpful (such as the murder playing on repeat over
and over and over again) or actively harmful (anxiety about the future) but I
also think about how much has changed since this morning. I feel like a
completely different person now, and it makes me wonder how me 24 hours ago
would react to me now.

The evil dictator beast, imprisoning somebody completely innocent, wandering
around his domain. He would be making sure that Korvat isn't doing anything fun,
but maybe, as he looks into the amazing cute piss receptacle's room he sees
something. It looks like fur; what could it be?

And maybe I rise, and I smile dementedly at my past self, laughing at his
bewilderment. I can't think of anything he would say, so I suppose I would just
mutter, barely loud enough to hear, something like "Do you know what I am,
Yewi~?"

And that's actually pretty good because it works in two separate ways, and I can
tell myself that I am him from 24 hours in the future, and I'm a little
piss-filled cumdump vermin. And he would say "Not me too..." like it's a disease
or something, and I could just gush for hours about how fucking amazing
earfucking is as my past self just sighs with disappointment.

And Boring Yewita would only grow more demotivated if I told him about what
happened in the train station. I could tell him about how his regime led to
somebody's death, I could yell at him about how all of it is his own fault for
being to intolerant to something as simple as sex in the ear.

"Korvat..." I say quietly, hoping he is still awake and can hear me. "Why don't
you hate me? I asked you before and you just said some meaningless words and
changed the subject. Please..."

Korvat, already embracing me closely, hugs me tighter, clearly trying to be as
close as he possibly can to me. Into my fur he says, "I don't know... I don't
feel any hatred toward you at all... I just feel... warm. I love you so much."

I can't help but hold a pillow up to my face and begin crying into it. Through
muffled sobs I try to gasp out a few words. "I... I don't de- deserve you...
I've s-somehow tricked you into loving me... after all I've done to you, and
y-you don't even hate me a bit! You should be out there with someone who
deserves it..."

Korvat doesn't respond, but I can feel him snuggling against me closely. I can
hear him slowly breathing through my crying, and it calms me down a bit.
Speaking into my ear, he quietly says, "I'm gonna pee everywhere, you lovely
cumdump~"

I begin to feel his lovely warmth getting bigger and bigger, as it wettens the
bed and blanket. I back up a tiny bit, and it makes us so close that I can feel
the stream of urine coming from his dick.

I begin drifting off to sleep, relaxed by the hugging and the warm bed wetting,
hoping to dream many wonderful piss-drenched dreams snuggled up with the best
person the world has ever seen.

---

As soon as we wake up, we're fucking each other in as many locations and in as
many ways as we can. Our bathroom has become useful only for fucking in, as
neither of us will clean ourselves and we just use anywhere we want as a toilet.

I'm conquering Yewi's ear when we hear a knock at the door. We look at each
other, both unsure at who it could be, before we both get up and walk over to
the door.

"Korvy and Yewi, correct?" the person behind the door says. They're wearing a
suit, and have their hands in their pockets as they stand at the door.

"Yes... w-what?" Yewita nervously confirms, looking at me with worry.

"I've been sent to warn you both. You need to get out of here before you're
caught," they say, looking at the ground. "You probably only have a few hours
before they get here."

Yewita covers his face with his hands and leans against the wall, not making a
sound. The messenger looks at him, back at me, and then at the ground again.

"Heh... I guess it was inevitable. I just- I just hoped maybe we would last
longer," Yewita says, his hands muffling his speech. He slides down until he's
sitting on the ground.

"You'll probably be fine if you leave the city," the person reassures him. But
although now is definitely not a good time to say it, I'm pretty sure that
isn't true. "Sorry... good luck."

They walk off, leaving us both staring out the door in shock. At a loss for
anything substantial to say, I close the door and say, as excitedly as I can
muster, "Well! I guess we'd better get out of here then!"

Yewita sighs, standing up. "You know, you don't have to throw your whole life
away for me. I'm the one who caused all this. Just let me-"

I am fully aware that Yewita's dealing with a lot of guilt right now. I know
he's trying to be nice to me to make up for what he's done. But I can't bear to
hear him keep on talking like he's a monster who doesn't deserve love or
happiness or company, and my frustration has finally boiled over.

"I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU TO BECOME A FUGITIVE ALONE YOU PISS COVERED FUCK" I
yell, shaking Yewita by the shoulders. "You may have done some shit, but I love
you and I will stay by your side no matter what you say. Now, come on. Let's
pack some of our shit and get out of here."

Yewita looks like he's on the verge of crying the entire time we're packing. We
bring some clothes and a few other things, but in general there really isn't
that much to pack so we're done quite quickly.

"I'm scared..." Yewita says quietly, looking around as we walk towards the door,
probably never to return.

"I'm scared too. But we can get through this together!" I say to reassure him.
"Maybe it will be fun! We'll have an adventure together!"

"Thank you, Korvat," Yewita says as we turn to look one last time at what has
been our home. "I think I'll miss this place..."

"Goodbye, home..." I sigh, turning back around and opening the door. We step
outside together and walk down the hall, not looking back.

---

APPENDIX: NAME ETYMOLOGIES

I like taking names from other languages (via Wiktionary) because I'm weird and
languages are Cool and Epic.

Mesjer Kereret - reconstructed Egyptian for 'ear', followed by 'hole'

Yewita - Old English gewita 'witness'

Korvat - Finnish korvat 'ears'
