Cornered Pooka, Sloshed in Parts

"I never expected you to end up getting caught by me. Maybe I sell myself short, but I'm nowhere near as agile as you are. Especially not in this state…"

Myles stood wide-stanced before you, blocking you from escaping from the corner of the fenced-in sandlot you found yourself trapped in. It was a bustling practice grounds for the local minor league team on weekends, but here, in the dead of night on a Thursday, the place was deserted - perfect opportunity to sneak in and check out what those weird rumors you had been hearing were all about. Unfortunately, Myles had been the one spreading those rumors for some time now, all with the intent of getting you alone here. You were both trespassers here, but the rabbit only had one thing on his mind.

"I've been waiting for you to show up one of these nights… Good thing you finally did. Was getting really, really pent up…" Myles stepped closer, blocking you in closer as you pressed against the wire fence, buckling it slightly. The rabbit's sack sloshed heavily as he moved, not quite reaching the ground with its weight but certainly inconveniencing him nonetheless. Your head was gripped from the back - there was nowhere to run - as Myles stared you down, using his other hand to lift his cock up to just below eye level. Myles used two fingers to splay the opening of his tip, giving you a good view of the sticky passage into his churning loins. “I’ve been dying to get you in there… You can hear it, right?” You indicated that you could hear it bubbling quite clearly. That the rabbit must have been waiting a while without release - “Yeah, you’re right. And you’ll get to hear it even more clearly now.” You were shoved face-first into his cock with a sqlrch.

Myles started massaging you down his shaft, inching you closer to the steaming cauldron inside his sack. Your hair and fur became matted down with his sticky seed as it passed through the tunnel squelching you inside, lifting your body off the ground as you became lodged halfway in. The rabbit had both hands wrapped around the base of his shaft to accommodate your weight, which was a few dozen pounds over his own, as your body was squeezed deeper with each clench. With each clench, Myles let out a slight moan - though it wasn’t audible inside his shaft. Now halfway in, you felt your center of gravity shift as Myles buried his face in your ass. He mumbled about ‘always wanting to do something like this,’ and started licking you all over… cleaning the nervous sweat from your taut balls as they were pulled closer to the hungry tip of his cock. Myles groaned as your head entered his sweltering sack, which filled your senses with the overwhelming musk of his bubbling fluids. At the same time, he schlcked his face free from between your cheeks as they were slurped into his shaft, ready to plunge you into his caustic seed.

Your face was submerged in the warm, pale-green liquid that soaked into your skin and made you taste salt. Gurgles reverberated through Myles’ sack as it stirred to start digesting your body into sludge. Schlp. Sqrk. Shglrk. You felt your body get pulled deeper and deeper, sinking further into the thick soup, until you had nothing left in the open air but your feet, with the tip of Myles’ cock gripping your ankles tightly. His member pulsed, seemingly done dragging you in for now, and each throb elicited an involuntary twitch in your soles. The rest of your lower body was gripped tight, with your own sack compressed into the gap of your thighs within the base of the bunny’s cock. The shaft of your own member having been pulled into the sack entirely, it tented Myles’ skin outwards in a lewd imprint. He leaned over to get a better look, having been previously forced into a sitting position. “Ooh… I bet if I can get you to cum, I’ll feel it spurt against the inside of my balls… Nngh!” He tightened his muscles at the base of his shaft, squishing your hips and sack tighter. It wasn’t pleasant, but you were already so hard at this point that you couldn’t help but release. Ropes shot into the fleshy walls, and the tight feeling around you seemed to subside momentarily. “Nnhh. That was a bit of a fun party trick. I bet it’ll feel even better once you’re smelted down completely.”

Glortch. Blurrrble… Gwrp. Myles’ cum was starting to have an obvious effect on your skin. It was getting more laborious to move, and it didn’t help with how thick the liquid was. Slrrrrgle… You reached out, only to find yourself digging your hands into the fleshy walls. Myles did not release your ankles to let the rest of your body join you in his steamy sludge, and you were only able to claw against the walls of the rumbling prison. Your captor started to knead his nuts with the soles of his massive paws, though you couldn’t tell unless you bumped into them as you struggled - the chambers had filled nearly to the brim with hot seed, as you displaced most of it upon entering. You tried to shout, to scream and get anyone’s attention outside, but the imprint of your face on the bunny’s balls could only let out muffled sounds of “Mmphl! Mmrlph! Mnnngh!” When he had the opportunity, Myles would try to shove his toes into the imprint of your pleading mouth, taunting your efforts to escape.

Myles would eventually grow exhausted of all the kneading and teasing, not to mention his desire to claim you entirely was getting to be overwhelming. “I really can’t hold back anymore… Get ready, ‘cause it’s the last thing you’ll ever feel.” You protested as hard as you could - MMNGH! NMPH! - but Myles wasn’t having any of it. He took a few deep breaths, grit his teeth, then CLENCHED - harder than he had ever before - GLRRNK - squeezing you as though the rabbit’s sack was trying to vacuum-pack you - GBLRT - churning and smelting your body into bunny jizz - SQLRNCH - and nothing was left but the skeleton of your upper body floating in a pair of massive rabbit orbs. A huge volume of seed spurted from between your ankles as he squeezed tighter than ever before - only permitted, of course, because you were to replace it. “Haah… Haah… I knew it would be good, but not that good… Looks like I have to get the rest of you packed away…” Myles panted, pulling your soles closer so he could lick up the residual sweat and grime before they were swallowed up and converted to bunny cum. He pushed them with the flat of his palm into his greedy tip until just your toes stuck out, still twitching with the pressure of his shaft despite your previous demise. The rabbit smiled, and pushed them in with one finger, sealing the entrance of your tomb with a splt of seed. Your lower body splashed into the wet cavern of Myles’ sack, as your upper body once had, and with a hearty SCHLRNCH, it met the same fate. The rabbit lay on his back, churning sack between his legs, and went to sleep, dreaming of many one-way trips in the future for those who wanted to know just what happened to Jaelen.