When a getaway goes awry, Sly finds a moment of respite with some unexpected company...

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Story crafted via RP in part by me

Art by anonymous

Enjoy

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Sly crept through the crawl space of the large house, sneaking through the framework. He was extremely glad he had worn his new stealthy bodysuit, as the darker black color was an excellent cloak for the fleeing rogue. Sly calmed his heart rate as his hips wriggled forward and side to side, thrusting him towards the small entrance in the back yard. Sly's heart lurched as he saw another police car's lights join the original that had been looking for him. "Crap... no way I'm just jumping some fences to ditch these guys..." he said, exasperated as he looked back at the house, standing in the back yard. Sly's jumpsuit was quite form fitting, hugging his chiseled body.

His ass gleamed with a cute bubble, the old automatic porch light turning on behind him before he crawled back beneath the house.

"Guess I'm laying low a while..." he said, entering swiftly.

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Sly crept without a peep through the rear entrance of the house. He shook his head, smirking as the fierce aroma of weed filled his acute nostrils. "Well, I know who lives here..." he whispered to himself, making sure he had remembered correctly.

"Good...no car in the driveway, papers on the porch, dust everywhere...doesn't look like anyone's around!" he said quietly, peaking into the living area.

~

No one might be living in this rutty den, but it certainly feels lived in. The living room consisted of a dirty couch, stained with soda spills and other substances that are difficult to identify, along with a flat screen television and coffee table, holding what was pretty obviously a 'water pipe', well used and still full of water. Whoever owned the place must have taken a few hits before leaving. Good, might mean they'll be gone for a while longer.

Across the living den was a kitchen, unkempt and a sink full of pots and dishes, but most peculiar was the painting on the farthest wall before the kitchen.

It was that of a tanuki. Young looking guy, chubby with wide hips, drooping eyes and an oblivious looking grin on his face. Odd that someone would get a portrait of himself, or have one painted with him in a hoodie and pajama wear, but maybe it was a gag gift or something. No reason to judge.
Unknown to the thief, however, was that the painting had been placed mere seconds before he entered. And it waited for the perfect chance to strike,

~

Sly performed a quick search of the house, keeping silent as he combed for signs of life. Finding nothing for a few minutes, he calmed a fair amount. "Phew'" he exclaimed aloud, sighing and visibly relaxing. The raccoon found his way back to the kitchen, crossing his fingers and biting his lip in hope as his dainty feet tipped and tapped across the linoleum. He bent over, holding his breath as he opened it to find....'YES! SODA!" he smiled, grabbing a cherry cola from the center rack. "I hope the owner won't mind, I'll grab em a case later..." Sly thought, standing back up and cracking the can open. The can fizzed, and Sly drank from it with hearty gulps, throat convulsing as he lined his lips with the sugary drink. "Damn, good stuff too!" he smiled, glad to sate his craving so easily. Sly flicked on a light in the kitchen, and glanced casually at the strangely candid picture of a tanuki in his evening wear, plump and pleased looking upon the wall. Sly raised an eyebrow, sipping from his drink more as he turned to look around the sloppy living room. "Hmph," he said, grunting as he stood with his back to the painting. "...hate to admit it, but it reminds me of home. Whoever lived here knows how to chill out...almost too well..." he said, ass gleaming thanks to the light placed directly above him. Those firm, round raccoon buttcheeks gleamed even brighter as Cooper's tail wagged above it. The racoon grabbed his right cheek, pulling and tugging as he released the pressure of a very deep wedgie.

"Nnfgh...gotta get Bentley to make one with more ball-room, for sure," he huffed, pouting as he clenched those perky plump buttocks.

~

As Sly started making himself a little too comfortable, the painting began to stir. Without a sound, the lazy eyes of the painted raccoon-dog lowered to gaze at the back of the thief's head. The grin widening as he slipped off those pants from within the painting. Not like he wore those much anyway. His hands reached from that two dimensional plane and into the third, the paws gripping to the frame as he pulled out his most important appendage: His dick. It blurbled out lazily, flopping out right behind Sly, hungry for that ass as the Tanuki took his time to push his balls out of the painting too.

SHLOOMP!

There is a loud lurch as the weight of those balls smacked onto the wall behind the thief. He was unaware of what was behind him, but for all he knew, it could have been the someone knocking over an object, or the owner of the house inspecting who had turned on the lights. Either way, he'd need to get away from view quickly, not even aware of the now swelling cock that is hovering OH so close to the raccoon, ready for the thief to make his move~

~

Sly tensed up, stance widening as his suit went back into stealth mode. The teal, faint trim of the suit went as dark as the rest of the pitch black bodysuit. His suit tugged his body tighter, re-enforcing the tight grip on his curvature. It dove back into his butt cleavage for good measure, giving him the wedgie once more as he scanned the house with his ears. Sly deftly crouched low, spreading his legs as he frantically looked for an escape route. "Dammit... did I miss them somewhere?!" he thought, eyes darting around the room. Sly didn't move much, but leaned back slightly and clicked the light switch parallel to the painting.

What Sly didn't notice was the engorged, massive cock looming mere inches from his head. He kept looking about, keen senses trained to notice a fly coughing from miles away, but could not locate the source of that muffled, odd noise. It sounded as it someone had thrown a bean bag chair against a wall! Sly sniffed at the air, things becoming more pungent before he also felt a radiating heat beginning to warm the top of his head. His head turned, and his eyes opened wide in the ninja-like mask he wore as he stared at it: the half-3d tanuki cock hanging over him. Hot, heavy, and pulsating with raw desire. "Wh-"

~

GWOMPH!

With one quick thrust, the cock head lunched fully from the painting and over the raccoon's head, pressing that face onto the pulsing, musky cockhead before the dickslit gave in and slid over his head with its own.

The owner of the cock: The very same tanuki from the painting, pulled himself completely from his hiding spot, stepping out of the painting with only the slightest hint of resistance before the picture frame went up in smoke with a PON noise, akin to hitting two hollow rods together. Having transformed the frame back to a simple leaf, the Tanuki's dick got hard enough to even support his tubby frame. The rigid rod of meat tilted downward like a totem of depravity over the thief's skull, as the cock's owner leaned onto the wall to watch Sly comically try to pull the dick off of him while gravity did the work for him.

"Oh dude... I was just expecting some robber, but you're like, THE robber, huh?" The Tanuki spoke with a youthful yet baritone voice. He seemed amused more than anything else. "Though... Woulda not noticed you if you hadn't turned on my porch light. But I guessss that happens sometimes, huh?"

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Sly wore a look of horror, surprise, and unreal embarrassment as he watched that lurching cock shaft descend on him with a shove of the tanuki's hips. Sly was gobbled up by the hot meaty rod, his head wriggling and pulsing within as the hot cockshaft nabbed the greatest thief on the planet. Sly immediately tried to pull his head back out, but the second he got his hands on that suffocating trunk of cock; it slid around his head to latch onto his neck! Sly struggled to breath, strangled somewhat by the fierce malehood of the once-hidden predator. Sly was forced to stop screaming as he lost his breath, the pulsating tunnel of hard tanuki cock flooding his face with hot musky moisture and odor. Sly's own body began to swell in the suit, the tight fabric digging into him as his bulging cock purse thickened and jiggled between his wide spread legs. The raccoon was staring straight up into the hard dick that was consuming him, hands feverishly trying to push it up and off. It groaned, Sly's face bulging and begging for mercy. "ng...ngg-OH-OOOOOO! -ET -OOO!" he begged.

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"Uhhh... Aheh, dude I can't really hear you from down there. Lemme... NNNF... Get..." The Tanuki grunted, planting both feet onto the wall as leverage as he began to forcefully SLIIIIDE more and more of the raccoon down his dick. It was not a slick, easy push. It was actually bouncing (almost), pushing that dick further and further down the head and then the neck. But there was still clear resistance in the legs. "... Get... Lemme get... Fuck h-hold on..." He gasped between breathes, the surge of stimulation being difficult for him to take slowly. Just do it like a bandaid, he thought. Just brace your legs and PUUUUUSH...

"L-Lemme get CLOSERRRRR!"

SHLLLL- POP!!!!

The thick cockhead STREEEETCHED around those masculine shoulders with one heavy push, the tanuki biting his lips as he holds back heavy groans to get through this part. But with those arms pushed down to his side, Sly had just lost his best oppertunity to escape~ "Haha... Hahhh... PHEW! Okay, thaaat's the hard part. Now we can have real fun~"

~

Sly twisted, almost violently so, as he felt the massive cock just continuing to groan and hug tighter. The suffocation was certainly his main worry, but that changed as the tanuki's eager malehood began to bob. It was insanely heavy atop his shoulders, and refused to stop pulling and tucking the raccoon further inside, moisture pouring down his suit and moistening him with tanuki-brand honey! Sly bore more and more of the hovering tanuki's weight, and suddenly felt the slit of that hungry dick forcefully bouncing over his shoulder blades and shoulders. He froze for a quarter second, realizing that he wasn't just going to be strangled by the tanuki, but completely devoured! The new realization was made just in time for the raccoon's twisting shoulders to kiss and hug inward, juuuuuuust enough for that cocktip to slip around them and hug Sly's arms tight!

Sly stood taller, trying to regain his stance and stand proud, flexing his arms as if he was holding a couple of barbells. His upper arms snapped to his sides, and the raccoon's eyes rolled in his head as he felt that massive cockshaft bouncing and working its way down his torso. He kept flexing those arms, but his complete and total lack of leverage forced him up and into it with every move he made!Sly ()
Cooper screamed, not caring if he was heard or not; "LET...GO...OF....MEEEE!"

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"Ehehe, woah you're really trying to fight it, huh?" Mused the stoned out trickster, pressing his paws onto the bulges Sly's body was making in his shaft. Always felt nice to touch em, yanno? Weight em in, feel their faces before erasing them. Kind of a fun pastime for him.

But he especially liked it when they kept protesting and screaming. Oh that was the best. And while he couldn't understand the muffled cries the thief made, he was pretty sure he got the jist of it.

Though, he really didn't have much interest in just balancing on top of the guy, as hilarious as that was. He really just needed that much for the shoulders. Now he'd much rather just let his dick do the munching. So it was about time to go horizontal, as the tanuki braced himself on the wall one last time... And pushed himself towards the couch, pivoting to let himself land softly on his favorite spot, while Sly himself was forced to twist off balance from the dick's sudden shift in weight. "You doin' alright down there? Don't worry too much if you're in a bad pose, my dick will slurp you up the rest of the way." He spoke casually with that half lidded grin of his, already going back to what he was doing like four minutes ago: Grinding up some pot for another hit~ He was not going to leave this couch any time soon~

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Sly stumbled, clumsily twirling in a circle as the tanuki sprung from the wall with him in tow. "GHRRUUUNGG~" Sly moaned, the hearty musk from the tanuki creeping through his body more... well, 'thoroughly' now. The tanunki's odor had a strange, magically infused twinge to it that Sly simply couldn't handle. His hands wriggled as he was forced to follow with that cock's motions, unable to even make his way out even an inch! Sly was only becoming more frantic with every second, a stark contrast to the tanuki's aloof attitude. The thief bent backwards towards the couch, feet planted firmly on the shaggy carpet beneath the couch as he kept on twisting. His constant corckscrew motions were in an effort to pull himself down and out of that shaft, but in his musk-induced haze he failed to realize that his constant motion was doing more harm than good. His abs pulsed against the tanuki's flared tip, and his own arousal made itself known as the tanuki predator would get a front row seat to Sly's own impressive malehood, begging for release from his tight suit! His cock created a mighty tent, pointing straight up and constantly flopping about. The suit's nature made it curl around that fat, delicious looking raccoon dick with accuracy, even showing off some of the veins for the predator to ogle.
"F-fucking STOP!" he screamed, hips bucking and feet angrily stomping on the floor. "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!" he bellowed, something he had never said in his life his only recourse. "I'm...im the last of the Cooper Clan! you don't know what you're doing!"

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This time the tanuki could hear that protest pretty clearly, but all it really did was get him even more aroused as he snickered at such a boastful protest. "Last of the Cooper Clan huh? Guess that means the last of the Cooper Clan will be spending the rest of his existence in me. Nice."

He seemed unfazed by the outburst, but he was more intrested in that proud, tall Cooper Clan erection that was jutting between sly's legs. The tanuki blinked in surprise. "Ohhhh woah, didn't take you for being into this sorta thing dude..." He said with a sly grin, leaning himself over to that his hands could get a grip on the rod. "Maybe I should treat ya to some fun first..."

He pulled on his generous foreskin from his cock, getting a good look at those abs SHLURPH down his dick, and pressing that foreskin over Sly's cock, letting the greasy 'nuki flesh smeaaar over it with sweat and grime, jacking off the thief with his own signature foreskin onahole~.

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Sly began to succumb to the onslaught of raw, thick musk. It burned itself into Sly's senses, the hot and heavy cockflesh like a hungry hippo as it kept gulping over him again and again. Hard, forceful pulsations around the cut 'coon sucked his arms fully inside, Sly forced to actually do a bending bridge as his head pressed against the base of the tanuki's cock! Cooper watched as a darker, more deep purplish surroundings claimed his head, and began to scream again before his mouth was filled with a gurgling geyser of pre and half-churned cum. Sly's suit went slick with the egg-y substance, and as Sly twisted his hard body around more he felt that layer of tanuki foreskin slithering and pulling at his malehood.

"NO-NNNGGRRUUUUUU-GARRGGLLLL-GRUWRRP" he belcehd and groaned, mouth flooding with pre cum in a second as Sly's rock hard nipples finally managed to poke hard enough to bulge out against the top half of the tanuki's shaft. Cooper's legs tapped the floor less frequently, but his buttocks just kept clenching and twisting with the rest of him as he began to kick in the air!

"NGggroo....N-GWWREOOOUUPPPP..." he flailed, head wild and whipping from side to side. His motion churned that buttery tanuki cum, and Sly began to sob as he continued to plead aloud. His cock convulsed, a rapid-fire orgasm PULSING within that foreskin as Sly was devoured by the mammoth tanuki cock missile. "Everyone...n-no.... NOT LIKE THIS YOU-...."

Sly convulsed, entire body shivering and shaking mightily as he climaxed.

~

The Tanuki was expecting a rocketing jet of jizz to fly from that cock, but was surprised to find that the suit doubled as a condom, with each splurt after lewd, depraved splurt filling a pocket at the tip of the cock to hang uselessly like a half filled water balloon. "Ahaha man that's niiiice. I could tell you needed a good nut like that. Guess the misses didn't satisfy, huh? I mean, if you GOT a misses. Dunno if the 'Last of the Cooper Clan' line would have weight otherwise." The Tanuki said, a bit lost in thought as his cock took that moment to yawn open, and GULLLLLP down the hips of the raccoon with a loud SHLOOOORPH. The nuki bit his lip in response. FUCK that always felt gooood.

BLRRRBLTH, GWOOORPH groaned his dick as it got more and more excited to gobble the thief down completely. Even so, the stoner found the time to finish packing a bowl as his dick kept fighting Sly's futile kicks and struggles as his grip on the floor was lost. "Gonna have to smoke a lil bit here. Always helps me relax and get the last of folks like you down~"

With most of Sly's weight now within the cock and descending into his final destination, the thick rod of meat began to riiiise, once again getting gravity to assist in consuming the thief.

Sly kept convulsing, face an unrecognizable ahegao among the fat sack of balls that bloated with his hot cooper body. His legs bobbed into the air with one last PLAP-TAP on the floor, Sly's perspective bottoming out in those engorged tanuki balls as he was gobbled more and more. Sly's constant twisting was replaced by hard, forceful mega-flexes of his entire body. His legs kicked wildly, flailing with obscene power and strength as his thighs powered their struggles. His cock remained hard, still making that groaning suit-condom bloat even more. Cooper was lost in those sensations. The hot cock gulping him down like a demonic python. The tanuki's dank musk, making his head spin as if he himself was taking a rip from the potheads piece. The building upswell of cum, sloshing and pooling to welcome him with a sloppy, gurgling SPLUH-GWRRRSSSH. The noise alone was enough to make Sly nauseous, but Sly was too busy falling backwards into the tanuki's balls to care. He roared, his head pressing out to scream into the tanuki's left nutsack. Cooper's pretty roguish face wore that sack like a second mask, bulging and twisting against the plump nut as Sly cried out.

As his legs stuck straight up, Sly's tail wagged wildly, wriggling along with his hips to loudly sqqquuuu-ELCH into the slit with a hard GWWWWWRRRNNN groaning noise.

"Unnfff... Yeah mannnn you are looking great. Fucking awesome..." He groaned, taking that bong hit DEEP as the last of the raccoon's form slipped into his balls. The smoke collecting at the bulb with thick bubbles as his own balls BUBBLE with its new guest.

Inhale... Hold. Hooooold....

"Nnngh..."

SCRUUUUNCH! This balls CONTRACT together pressing his raccoon RIGHT to his nuts. Pressing, pushing, SINKING as they start taking root INTO Sly's body. It's taking him. Scrunching it in, pressing, and SEEPING. All of his mass was being ADDED to the ballsack. "nnnNNNNNGHHH!!"
He exhales...

"PWHOOOOO~"

BWOMPH~!

Sly swirls, a whirlpool of energetic force curling around him. A hurricane of cum, flowing and pulling, grabs and rolls the greatest thief to ever live. It pulls and pushes like a washing machine agitator for a brief couple seconds, then quivers and seizes up as Sly feels all his emotions (and all of the tanuki's force) double down around him.

A calm lingers as the tanuki inhales, and Sly screamed out with a sob; "I'M.....I'M GONNA KICK THE CRAP OUT OF YOU WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE, YOU HEAR ME?!" he said, crying out as he felt his heart sink. His body went white hot, his form breaking down in the blink of an eye. "THIS ISN'T THE END OF THE COOPER C-CLANNNNNNN

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BWOMPH

With one last churn of fat and flesh, the tanuki felt as all of the 'Last of the Cooper Clan' redistributed. Gone was his muscles. Gone was his physique, his skill, his agility and strength. Gone was his body, one sculpted to perfection for his line of work. It was all, in an instant, converted to nutfat and little else.

Sly expected oblivion, but he didn't even get the privilage of ending his humiliation. His mind dulled and relaxed as the Tanuki relaxed his sack, finding no strength to try to struggle any further.

Instead, he felt... Bloated. Heavy. Obscenely full; as if he had just consumed five gallons worth of milkshakes. This hefty feeling infested his judgement and his mind with lethargy, having also been converted from a brain to just a mere collection of nerves within that sac. His whole being, his every physical aspect, was fat, sagging balls.

"Ohhhhffffuuuuuuuuuckkkk..." The Tanuki groaned, LOVING that additional fat added to his sagging moneybag. He leaned in to massage the two orbs, getting used to their new heft and size. "Duuude you look perfect man. I... Nff, I gotta try you out."

That was when Sly, or at least what remained of his mind, began to feel heavy, heavy pressure within themself. This dull, enjoyable feeling of getting more and more bloated and fat, as he instinctively knew what the Tanuki was beginning to do.

He was stroking off.

~

Sly heaved, the world around him a deep, endless darkness. He could feel...something? It was beyond odd, his current form something between himself and merely some mindful nutflesh for the tanuki. The magical being's ball fat teemed with the remaining volume of the raccoon's body. It felt as if he had devoured the mother of all meals, and was dealing with the consequences. He was caught between the flesh and blood world and the ether, swimming blindly through the tanuki's incredibly malleable ballsack as if he was playing marco polo! "NNNGHH....f-fuck it's dark in here..." he thought to himself, Sly's trademark dashing voice booming in the tanuki's mind. Sly wriggled, and the tanuki's balls swung with every movement he made! They were just so damn heavy, as weighty and voluminous as a pair of watermelons constantly pulling the tanuki's scrot towards the floor. It fought back, the perfectly soft texture staying strong and taught around him.

"unnngggh....what is..." Sly moaned within, thrashing a bit more. He tried to stretch his limbs outward, and lurched as he realized he had a new shape... a much, much more plump and round shape.

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"Oof, upsie daisy...!" The Tanuki heaved himself upright on the couch to keep his grip on his dick and balls. He wasn't expecting the raccoon to stay mentally intact after absorbing his body. Guess that whole cooper clan mumbo jumbo meant something!

"Oh mannn, so you're awake in there, huh?" He mused, taking a hand to give his right nut a hearty slap, the nutflesh rippling from the force. "Hey that's cool, that means we can both enjoy this."

With a snicker, he brought the bong to his lips again. He needed to relax. And a good hit is just what he needs to do it. But unlike last time, Sly can't smell the smoke, nor can he taste it. But he can feel it. He could feel the THC going through the lungs and into the bloodstream, relaxing the few muscles he could control, forcing him to saaaaag as he shared the bodily effects with his captor.

"Fwoooo~" He exhaled, making a few smoke rings for his own amusement before gripping his cock again and stroking hard, up and down. There was no foreplay, or idle groping here. I mean, why would anyone masturbating need to do that~?

~

Sly felt like an overstuffed waterbed. The heavy, sludgy cum that churned within his new 'body' might as well have been liquified lead as far as he was concerned. Sly seized and convulsed mightily, surging and squeezing inward as he felt the top of his doughy watermelon ball girth ripple and wave all over. He sloshed, and sloshed loudly for the tanuki as he continued to try and move. He stretched his limbs, or lack thereof, as he moaned and screamed up to the heavens of his owner's body. Being so perfectly compacted into tanuki balls gave the lingering presence a harsh, clear perspective as he realized what had happened; he had somehow been claimed by that tanuki's voracious cock!

"So nnnfgg....ahhhhnn~ he moaned, twisting and bouncing as he felt a wave of hazy...oh no

"Wh-ARE YOU GETTING HIGH WITH ME IN HERE?!" he asked, a whimpering, pitiful voice overtaking his aloof smugness. As those balls drooped, Sly's ball cage molded his being with them! The raccoon felt gravity stretch him like pizza dough, flowing slowly downward before bouncing back up, just to streeeeeetttttch back down....feeling even heavier. The massive weight bearing down on the raccoon made his soul slow down, like molasses had replaced his chowder and spunk!

"Nnnghhho-ooooooOOOOH"

"Are you fu...oh man....I can feel you....AHHHHHN OH MY GOD STOP THAT! IT FEELS TOO G-OOD OOOHHH-AHN!" he gasped out, balls swelling and bloating against as sweat crept down the bloated, sagging nutflesh that contained him!

"jerk me off..JERK ME OFF. I can feel something, s-something's cumming~"

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"Eheheheeeennfff... Yeahhh... Something's cumming alright... " chuckled Poko.

For just a moment, even in that aloof demeanor the tanuki had since he saw the thief, the raccoon dog finally showed a knowing, toothy smile. The fapping got wetter with the piling sweat and grime, dick throbbing harder and HARDER as that THC haze was dulling any sense of dignity or limitations for either of them. "EhhheheheKEKEKEKE!!! MMMMFUCK YEAHHHH! FUUUUCK YEAH YOU DUMBASS RACCOON! GONNA MAKE THIS OFFICIAL WITH ONE BIG CUMMMM!!"

He leaned into his strokes, reveling in his capture. He got Sly Cooper. He's about to make one of history's greatest thieves an embarassing memory for generations to come. He was going to RUIN him with one, last, ORGASM...!!

SHLCKSHLCKSHLCKSHLCKSHLCK

Sly felt the balls, himself, begin to be filled to the absolute brim, feeling FULL and THROBBING and so needy to have release. It was beginning to hurt now, fuck. All of this TOUCHING and SAGGING and BLOATING was making the thief-turned-nuts yearn for the finale...! Then he felt it, the sudden, hefty CONTRACTION as the Tanuki let out one, last, smoke-filled moan.

"UNNNNNNNGH! YOU'RE MINEEEE!!!"

SPLURT! SPLRRTH... BLRRRGHPTH....

The balls contracted as the last of Cooper's individuality was being shot out like a rocket, leaving streams of jizz flying in their wake. And with each 'gulp' of that thick nutbatter, it seemed to fill a new tattoo onto the side of his sack: That of the Cooper Clan's insignia. The ultimate proof that Sly has been totally, and irreversibly, claimed.

The Tanuki, between deep, raspy breaths, took a look at the new ball decal, giving it a good tug on his nutflesh to see how much he can comically stretch it and make weird shapes: Like a kid with silly puddy.

"Eheheee... Fuck man I could do this all day.... Hehe... Kehehehe..."

A knowing, vile glint shimmered in the Tanuki's eye.

"Guess I'm the new head of the clan~"

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