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Down At The Bar - Page 7 - Wait in the dark room - By JohnPablo - Overview
You lay completely still, paying attention to the sounds around you, when a light flashes in front of you, leaving you temporarily blind. You hear a squelch, and by the time your eyes have adjusted to the lights around you, your entire body seems to be restrained. Buffed arms hold your wrists in place, and your feet feel warm and stuck. You look down and take in the view, a large, well worked up deer is feeding you feet first into his large, horse-like cock. You shake yourself left and right, but can't escape his vicious grip, and the appendage seems to swallow you on its own, not that your squirming helps.

"Name's vince, nice to meet ya."

The flared tip moves towards your hips, and he moves your hands towards them, quickly sliding them down with your torso. Your strength fails you as you thrash left and right, hoping anyone hears the slick, lewd squelches and wet slaps resonating from the large erection as it works in overtime to swallow you whole.
By the time your shoulders and head are left, the deer stands up, trying his best to keep composure as your upper body weighs his cock down, while the rest sags down his scrotum, swimming in hot, sticky fluids.

"No idea how you got into the bar, but you're not leaving anytime soon, buddy."

You feel the squishing moving up to your head, and in your final moments you try to scream, but your mouth is clogged with a large batch of precum, as it lubricates the rest of your body on the way in.


You gain back your sense of gravity once you're curled up in the huge deer's sack, and most of your body is swimming in the hot, pungent fluids. Your head is spinning, and the musky, creamy liquid is seeping lust into your already scared self. The smell is so addictive you feel your loins burning with desire, a desire so primal and odd that you feel embarrassed to even have it in the first place. Every movement causes you to bounce and sag in the creature's musky organ, and you start feeling dizzy once Vince starts moving, walking back to the outside world.

"You melting down there is gonna save me a whole lot of trouble. Apparently people don't mess with you if you've got these kind of nuts, you know?"

You barely even hear the deer as you slowly go limp in the hot, steaming pool, all of your body feeling in bliss as you gasp for air, accidentally swallowing a large batch of the sticky, salty liquid.

Your legs are numb.
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