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  “Mhh… Ngh~... ❤️ Hmmhh… Hoo…”

  “Are you done, master?”

  “Ah! Nova! W-Why do you keep watching me when I masturbate?! This is the third time already! When I lock the door, respect it!”

  “To make sure you don’t have a heart attack, of course! But also because the stuff you’ve been reading on your phone lately has caught my interest~”

  On one chilly night, Kitt, a gray tabby cat, gets caught pleasuring themselves under the sheets by their red slime dragon servant, Nova. Kitt had been reading smut online with a new electro stimulation toy recommended to him by a friend overseas, trying to find the perfect setting to cum hands-free. He’d have his phone in one hand and the controller in the other, increasing or decreasing the voltage depending on scenario, rising action, and climax of the lewd stories he was reading. And tonight, Nova caught the cat reading a story about a blue wolf in a doomed future getting droned by forgotten equipment.

  “I was reading alongside you, master~ You seem to have a special interest in hypnosis and the loss of identity~”

  “N-No, I don’t! That was just– that was just a story written for one of my friends! And as a good friend, of course, I had to give it a read!”

  “Do you jerk off to every story you read?”

  “W-Well… Okay, maybe it was hot…”

  “Hehe! I knew it! Then you must be itching to experience the same thing, right?”

  “What?! No way! It sounds hot in fiction, but I could never imagine it happening to me in person! However… It barely seemed like the main character put up a fight. I could totally resist the dronification process!”

  “Really? How about we test it right now~?”

  “No! You’re too strong!”

  “Master has cold feet, hehe~ But don’t worry, I’ll always be here if you want to experiment~”

  “No, Nova. No.”

  Getting caught in the middle of a lewd act was already normal for Kitt with Nova, but the slime dragon, having actually read the material that the cat was engrossed in, made Kitt redden in shame. Thankfully, Nova could at least keep a secret, and the two went to sleep after the slime dragon cleaned Kitt’s mess thoroughly, including the cat’s tip to absorb every drop of semen to keep Kitt clean. But as Kitt settled down to “sleep”, which was to just be on his phone for a few minutes before actually going to bed, his mind returned to the dronification scenario of the story he read. He had already managed to live out different kinds of sexual fantasies thanks to the extraordinary friends he had made, but he had not experienced the loss of identity showcased in the story he read.

  He could easily reenact something similar with Nova right now, but he was looking for something more. On top of the dronification, Kitt wanted to experience the thrill of real danger. Because if he did it with Nova, he would obviously be in a safe and controlled environment. He wanted to experience danger just like the blue wolf that was droned, and so he couldn’t do it with someone he knew would prioritize his safety and comfort over the high of pleasure, but would know he’d remain safe in the end. Kitt wanted help from someone who could let him be careless but without truly losing his mind or life. And so, who would be better to get help from than a mischievously bratty demon~?

  Ring… ring… ring…

  “‘Ello? Who this? I swear I removed the SIM card on this dumb phone so it’s only for playing games.”

  “Hey! Selo! How’s it been? Also, I called you through an app that uses the Internet.”

  “Kitty cat? What’s got you calling me, hmm? Haven’t gotten enough of my attention~? 🧡”

  “I have, actually. But I’m calling for another thing. Do you perhaps… uhh… Actually, can we just meet in person? It’s hard to explain over the phone.”

  “No, I’m not open for any boring appointments, kitty cat. Go talk to Lucio for your boring cuddles and safe sex.”

  “I-It’s not that this time! I actually… want something… dangerous…”

  “It isn’t???!!!!”

  “Oww! My ears!!!”

  “Then I have an INCREDIBLE list of activities for you, kitty cat! I can trace my sharp tail all over your body, get some premium patrons to toy with your soul, get you eaten by a giant dragon who wants to feel food squirm in their gut, and even register you in my sexy gladiator coliseum where the winner fucks the loser! Of course, I know you’ll always be beaten since you can barely fight, and that’s the most entertaining part!”

  “Hey! None of that!”

  “Then what?”

  “I’ll just come over and tell you. Okay, I’m hanging up now!”

  After almost bursting an eardrum, Kitt finishes his breakfast and goes on his way to meet Selo. The cat would take a motorbike and eventually arrive at the city, getting off in front of an unassuming luxurious skyscraper. Since skyscrapers have all kinds of services inside of them, Selo’s demon club fits inconspicuously under mortal eyes and stores. The place still scrutinized those in casual outfits, but Kitt was able to enter thanks to some disguised demon lookouts that kept an eye out for special guests. One lengthy elevator ride later, and Kitt arrived at the 18th floor.

  “Club Bing… I still can’t get over the fake name this place has.”

  Like any other exclusive club, there was quite a long line before getting in. But for the average clubgoer, Selo’s club is just a normal place to dance, drink, and hang out. The real deal was in the VIP section, where one would have to agree to have their soul monitored in case they made the place known to local authorities or worldwide. Luckily, Kitt was a special VIP and was able to skip through the line and enter the VIP area immediately. The transition from a club filled with normal-looking beasts and drinks to one with all kinds of intimidating monsters was staggering. The area became unnaturally larger, too, as multiple floors suddenly appeared above Kitt, which the cat knew should have been office spaces.

  The only semblance of normalcy was the balcony on the other side of the room, but everything else felt too big to fit on one floor. Kitt eventually made his way through the VIP area, passing through ghostly waiters serving bubbling drinks and patrons that seemed like they would eat the cat just by looking at them wrong, until he made his way to the manager's room. Another transition between an orange and moody-lit club to a plush and gilded hallway later, and Kitt finally arrived at the manager's room.

  “I swore I'd never sin again, but my patience's running thin…”

  “S-Selo? What are you doing with a miniature dancing arcade machine?”

  “Ah! Kitty cat! You’re here! Didn’t anybody teach you to knock before entering?!”

  “I did! Maybe you couldn’t hear me over how loud your dancing machine is.”

  Selo’s manager room was just like fancy room you’d expect to enter when meeting the boss of such a refined establishment, except for the random furniture and objects lying about. Of course, there was a small dancing arcade machine that Kitt walked in on Selo using, but there was also a random inflatable pool with a ball pit and a 400kg barbell. The strange items ranged from childish to something serious, which would be quickly explained once Selo approached Kitt, the small chibi-like wolf succubus’s wings taking them up into the air with a flight similar to a hummingbird before disappearing into a burst of flames and transforming into their giant, hunky true form.

  “Aaaanways… Welcome! Now, come on, tell me what you want so I can get back to dancing!”

  “Whoa there… You didn’t have to flash me with your… ummm… muscles.”

  “Intimidated, kitty cat~? Are you already ready to submit to me subconsciously by just seeing how ripped I am~?”

  “No, but it’s the fact that the black shorts you always wear make your cock strain when you’re huge.”

  “Oh! Right. But hey! We’re not here because of that! We’re here because you wanted to indulge in some sick twisted fetish that will get you cancelled on social media!”

  And with another fiery poof, Selo shrinks back into his chibi form, which was just barely larger than Kitt’s head, and stood on his desk before flipping through a clipboard. Looming over the chibi wolf, Kitt finds that it’s a list for sex services exclusive for VIPs. The ones previously mentioned by Selo over the phone were on the first page, but as the wolf continued to browse, Kitt noticed sections dedicated to specific genders, intensity, and price. And before Kitt knew it, the clipboard flew into his hands as Selo reached into a side drawer and pulled down a book with similar contents instead.

  “Alright, kitty cat, go take and see if what you want is there. Or, you know, you could just tell me! I don’t want to guess, you know!”

  “For a list of ‘services’ coming from a demonic establishment, the graphic design sure is neat.”

  “Of course! Do you think we still write in parchment and feather pens?! We’re in the modern day, kitty cat!”

  “Since we’re in the modern day, I assume you can accommodate modern desires too, right? Anyway, what I really want is… something… err… dangerous? On top of that, do you know what dronification is? It might be a new term you’ll only hear online. ”

  “Don’t treat me like a grandpa!”

  “So, do you know what it is? I was intrigued by the idea of losing myself, a-and I wanted to experience it in a thrilling way.”

  “Hmph! Well… Hmmm…”

  “What are you doing on your phone?”

  “I see… ‘Dronification is a subculture and fetish aesthetic that revolves around the transformation or roleplay of individuals into drone-like entities, often characterized by a loss of autonomy, robotic behavior, and a focus on obedience and efficiency. It blends elements of ​BDSM, cybernetics, and transhumanism​​, typically involving themes of mind control, mechanization, and servitude.’”

  “Did you just use an AI app to define dronification in front of me?!”

  “Does it really matter, kitty cat? I’m just– getting you the definition~ Of course I knew what it is!”

  For Selo’s obvious lie, the chibi wolf gets a deserved pinch on the cheek from Kitt. But after telling the truth that he didn’t actually know what dronification was, Selo opens his phone again to properly read the definition. And so with the phone in one hand and his book of services in the other, Selo cross-referenced a service that could satisfy Kitt. Once again looking over the wolf, Kitt sees something similar like getting hypnotized by a siren’s song or getting the soul pushed out and for a spirit to take over and parade the body embarrassingly. However, Selo couldn’t find something that was 1:1 with the idea of dronification so he instead proposed the closest thing.

  “The kitty cat wants to lose their sense of self in a dangerous manner… Everything we have to offer is technically safe unless you’re into anal prolapse. But! But… I think I have an idea…”

  “Really? What is it?”

  “We have this old room where we throw random magic garbage in, and it has existed for a good while now. From things like outdated magic potions, fad clothing, and whole statues, we just dump everything in. And from letting lots of random magic items fester, something inevitably came to life. Some employees paid a visit before and heard squelching noises as well as the feeling of being watched. Nobody has died yet, but when someone went missing, they came back with their bodies violated and covered in dried mysterious fluids~”

  “That just sounds like a magic garbage dump.”

  “Because it is! But that incident was a few years ago, and our dumping has only increased since then. That also means magic has coalesced enough to create something sinister that could entertain you well~”

  “So you want me to get myself fucked in a magic garbage dump?”

  “If you don’t want that, I can send you to hell, and you can say hi to the random demons there~”

  “D-Does it stink, at least?”

  “Surprisingly, since we mostly throw out furniture, it’ll mostly smell like fabric and wood. Of course, that is, until you encounter whatever lurks down there. Who knows? Because I don’t either!”

  “A-Alright. Reminds me of exploring another liminal dimension or something. I guess I’m ready whenever.”

  “Perfect! Let me just mark you with a tracking tattoo and…”

  Kitt’s mouth moved faster than his brain as he watched Selo float over and put a paw on his shoulder to put a tracking tattoo. The scenario he imagined was undeniably erotic that he was already starting to tent in his pants, but was this really safe? Could he really trust Selo? Would he really be unscathed except for the obvious violation he was going to sign up for? Pondering these questions was already too late, as Kitt was thinking with his dick instead of his brain at the moment. And when Kitt caught up, he tried to speak to ask about the guarantee of his safety, only to swallow and drop the idea entirely.

  “You should probably take off your clothes before you go. Because, unlike me, you’re a normal mortal who still needs to buy clothes, hehe~”

  “Okay, okay, I’m on it. Jeez. No need to mock me. Why are you always so bratty, anyway?”

  “‘Cause it’s fun~? Ooh! Hehe! I’m definitely going to keep your underwear~”

  “Hey! You better not do anything weird to my clothes!”

  “No promises~”

  “There… Now what?”

  “All clothing removed! Welp. Have fun and good luck!”

  “Eh? Why are you saying that to–”

  Click.

  “Waaaaaaahhh!!!”

  Without any warning, Selo pressed a button on his table with a tiny foot, causing the floor to split beneath Kitt, which revealed a trap door hidden right below them. The last thing Kitt saw before he flailed into the dark abyss was Selo looking into the hole, waving back with a smug look before the trapdoor closed. The fall didn’t last forever, but it certainly almost made Kitt piss himself from the shock of the sudden drop. The darkness of the trapdoor chute eventually made way to a giant room with a seemingly endless horizon, the area perpetually lit up with a dim light from an unseen light source.

  “W-W-Wait a minute, how am I supposed to– Oof!”

  While Kitt was in awe of the endless sea of random trash that the club had thrown into the definitely non-euclidean dump, he forgot that he wasn’t even sure if he was going to survive the fall until he had already landed on a large pile of inflatable pool toys. The cat sank into the pile before bouncing right back up and catching themselves again on an inflatable dragon. It was a relief that Kitt wasn’t just doomed to a fall, as he would have been pretty disappointed and betrayed if Selo had just carelessly dropped him to his death. And from judging from what broke his fall, Selo probably filled his room with pool toys the night before and dumped each one down the trap door chute to clean the place for Kitt’s arrival.

  “Goodness… He could have given me a heads-up, or something. Anyway… This place is… real strange…”

  Picking himself up from the pile of inflatables that broke his fall, Kitt started to truly take in the surreal environment he found himself in. Just like Selo had described, the magic dump didn’t resemble your usual revolting landfill, but was filled with mountains of random junk that had the heady smell of wood and fabric. The roof and horizon seemingly stretched endlessly, and the floor was filled with dust and made of concrete. Of course, since Kitt landed on a pile of inflatables, it smelled a bit of rubber and pool chlorine before the actual general smell hit his nose. Reaching a small clearing from the inflatable pile he came from, Kitt got a good look at what he’d be dealing with.

  “There’s so much random stuff here. It feels like I’m in an attic. Chairs, tables, wardrobes– is that a mall katana?!”

  Among the mountains of furniture that surrounded Kitt, the cat noticed a random sword lying about. And taking a closer look around him, Kitt began to notice all kinds of items like a random designer bag, an old phone, a wooden cart, and a skeletal diagram of a small dragon, which he couldn’t tell was real or fake. The place truly had a random assortment of things that Kitt couldn’t even expect to find. But for now, Kitt took the katana to protect his naked fur and began to wander like an RPG adventurer looking for random encounters.

  “S-Selo said he didn’t even know what exists down here… Should I try to fight anything that moves or let them get close and… touch me… (I can’t believe I’m so submissive to immediately think of surrendering to the first monster I see…)”

  With his probably useless katana of cosplay quality, Kitt continues to wander until he hears a distant rustling to his left. He goes in the general direction before hiding behind a mountain of empty plastic crates when he hears the sound become dangerously close. Hiding behind it, Kitt peers over to see what the noise was.

  “What is that…”

  Just a few feet away, Kitt saw a strange mass of black goo and items resembling a quadrupedal form digging in a pile. Parts of it were made up of a lamp, a curtain, a sink, and many other random bathroom items, all held together with goo that resembled viscous tar. Thick black veins also streaked the goo, holding it all together as if it were organic flesh. Taking a closer look, two similar monsters were trying to dig in the pile. But their digging would suddenly stop when a blur of clothing in the shape of a rabbit jumped out of the pile they were searching, which they then chased.

  “Has an ecosystem developed here? Wolves made out of furniture chasing fabric rabbits… What else exists down here?!”

  After taking a look around to make sure the strange wolves were gone, Kitt continued to wander, this time towards an area with a lot of metal and roof panels as if it were a specific dumping ground for a room that was demolished. It was here that Kitt found more of that black goo he saw on the wolves from earlier, this time seeping from the pile of scraps before him. Being the sensible person that he is, Kitt doesn’t touch the goo, but he does poke it with his sword. And to his surprise, it wasn’t animate.

  At the moment, that is~ Because the moment Kitt pulled away his goo-smeared sword, the countless piles around him began to vibrate as the goo began to slither across the ground and drag them into one big mountain. The giant pile suddenly began to take shape; first were giant dragon-like claws, before a menacing head with blank pearl-white eyes and sharp yet rusty teeth appeared. The body took form next, with the metal plates and roof panels acting like the creature’s scales.

  

  “I’m not waiting for this thing to fully form! I gotta get out of here!”

  Since Kitt wasn’t in a cliché movie, he wasn’t going to wait for the clear danger before him to manifest, and began running away just as the trash dragon let out a mighty roar, signalling its complete manifestation. It didn’t take long for the dragon to lock in on Kitt, either, as he was really the only moving being in sight. The ground immediately began to shake as the trash dragon’s massive feet stomped about, trailing debris and goo as it chased Kitt down.

  “Waaah!!! It’s so fast! I need a place to hide!!! B-But everything around me is just a pile of junk!”

  Although Kitt had already made distance before the dragon fully formed, just a few more strides would allow it to reach him, so he needed a way to lose it before he got caught and met an unknown fate. The dragon didn’t look friendly at all, and being made of debris certainly didn’t appeal to Kitt. If it were made primarily of goo and had some sentience, perhaps Kitt would have stayed still and allowed himself to be devoured. But the way he could hear its distant roars and snapping of those teeth didn’t make it seem friendly in the slightest.

  However, there would be no time to think about how he should be fucked as Kitt would certainly get caught if he didn’t escape the dragon immediately. As he ran and turned corners between junk piles, he quickly scanned any possible hiding spots that would break the line of sight or conceal him completely. He’d already seen wardrobes scattered about before, but getting inside them would be too obvious, not to mention it would probably barely protect him if he dragon just so happened to thrash about in his general area trying to find him.

  That was until he saw a giant mountain of fabric comprised of old clothing and costumes throughout the club’s service. Unlike other junk piles, it would definitely be soft to land on and wouldn’t have made hundreds of cuts across his body if he decided to burrow into it. And with really no other choice aside from a pile of sound equipment boxes and wooden crates on one side and mountains of empty glass bottles on the other, Kitt leapt for the giant pile of clothes and burrowed into it, just as the stomps of the dragon neared dangerously close, followed by a loud chomp.

  “Phew! That was– Ah! It’s trying to dig in!”

  But just when Kitt thought he was safe, the trash dragon began to dig into the mountain of clothes to catch him, forcing Kitt to wiggle his way deeper within by cutting the clothes before him and throwing them behind him to make space. The smell inside the mountain of clothes was a mix of dried sweat and completely clean linen, which all culminated in an almost suffocating environment on top of the small space already providing little air. The panic of the trash dragon pursuing Kitt by clawing at the mountain also made the cat waste more air, but as if fate would have it, there was suddenly an open space within which Kitt stumbled.

  “Ahh!!! Oof!!! Ugh… Damn. That’s the second time I fell today…”

  Luckily, Kitt’s fall was safely broken once more, this time by a pile of furs and frilly skirts. And once Kitt picked himself up, he took in where he had landed, which was a giant hollow cave inside the mountain of clothes. The place wasn’t dark either, as there was a big hole at the very top to illuminate the place. The trash dragon could have probably followed Kitt in through the top entrance, but it seemed to have lost interest when Kitt escaped its grasp.

  “Now this place is… interesting. There’s more of the black goo here. And by the look of it, the black goo animates inanimate objects. Perhaps it's the same thing that allows those wolves and that dragon to exist. So maybe… I-I could… g-get toyed by something soft and safer in here! (This is such a bad idea, but the thought of clothes coming to life and…)”

  This was finally it. The thrill of danger has been fulfilled, and the only thing left is the actual enjoyment. Not only that, since Kitt wasn’t so sure about how the black goo worked, it made the idea of approaching them even more exciting in the context of the goo giving life to the piles of clothes around him and being fucked by them. There would be a large puddle of this black goo right under the hole of the mountain of fabric, where light came from, which Kitt would then approach. But as he approached, he noticed that the goo was actually isolated and seemed completely inanimate. He once again prodded the liquid with his cheap sword, but he got no reaction, unlike the trash dragon from before.

  “Is it not alive if it has nothing to cling to? Even if I…”

  Even with Kitt kneeling down and touching the goo with a finger, it remained inanimate. Stomping directly on a small puddle also didn’t work, meaning it really did need something to cling to come alive. With that realization, it was probably a good thing that Kitt didn’t let the mall katana in his hands linger on the goo earlier for too long, as it could have been stolen from him by the goo. But with the idea in mind, Kitt began looking around the area, looking for something interesting to throw into the pile of goo to animate.

  “Surely there’s some… ‘nice’ clothing around here. Something hot… Something… Like these!”

  Since this dump was for a demonic club where a lot of debauchery happens behind the scenes, it wouldn’t be too far-fetched to suddenly find some used latex clothing lying about. And the latex cat suit Kitt had found was definitely used, as it reeked of sweat and dried semen, which caused him to immediately pinch his nose to resist the smell. It was in a black box of all sorts of clothing and sex toys, and there were loads of them. Opening each one revealed the same exact smelly contents, but Kitt noted that the magical black goo carried a hint of a sugary smell. So perhaps if he dragged these boxes to the goo, they’d be cleaned as they absorbed.

  That was just Kitt’s theory, of course, but he quickly got started pushing a few boxes, lining them up one by one with the cover open to pour them all out in one go. Kitt worked up a sweat pushing just one, but since each box still held a large amount of latex clothing and toys, he settled for only pushing three. And eventually, once he did so, he tipped each of the boxes on the edge of the gooey puddles before letting them all topple over. Latex gloves, gags, used vibrators, and giant dildos all spilled out from the boxes, dirtied with use, which Kitt couldn’t even bear to take a glance at. However, the moment the items settled in the goo, the liquid began to flow and absorb everything, including the boxes themselves.

  “It’s working, it’s working! W-Wait, it’s working too well!”

  Unfortunately for Kitt, it seemed he had fed too much fuel to the fire, causing the goo to spread uncontrollably. It quickly spread through the entire area, engulfing other regular piles of clothes before moving on to the fabric walls of the hollow mountain. The once colorful and assorted walls of the fabric mountain melted away and were replaced with a harsh black. The hole at the top, illuminating everything, luckily remained, but the entire area quickly became a dark, glossy cavern where Kitt found it incredibly difficult to even raise a foot. Despite that, Kitt was aroused by the feeling of the goop between his toes, dropping his sword as he held his slowly erecting cock and fantasizing about what kind of creature would play with him in the middle.

  And so although he made distance from the center when the goo initially spread, he trudged back into the middle where tentacles began to rise. Kitt’s eyes lit up with shameful yet lustful glee at the sight of the tentacles, his cock throbbing and tail swishing from excitement more and more, eventually leading him to rush to the center directly. And when he got there, the goo immediately surged towards him, climbing his legs and clinging stubbornly to his fur. More tentacles then emerged and splattered against Kitt’s body, but he didn’t resist coating. This is what he wanted, of course, and his cock got even harder as the cool dark substance climbed higher and higher until it teased his eggs and thighs.

  “Mmhh~ Fuck… I don’t even know if I’ll get what I’m looking for, but I’ll take this any day of the week… Ngh~! Ahh! What the– H-Hey! My dick!”

  From the shiny goo now slathering his body, everything below Kitt’s neck was quickly covered in the goo. It felt just like wearing latex that heightened his sensitivity, but with the heightened arousal from the fact that the goo was alive. But what Kitt didn’t expect was the goo wrapped around his cock and balls to suddenly tighten. He lets out a choked gasp as he reaches for his compressing erection with his gooey paws, but excess goo from around the body surged to cover it completely. A large, squeaky bulge marked with a white padlock was the only thing Kitt’s paws arrived at, which made his covered dick feel incredibly sensitive despite the large space between contact.

  “Ahh… I can’t erect… I can’t bob my dick… G-Get this off!”

  The sudden loss of control of his manhood got Kitt in a panic to try and rip off the nullge that had appeared. However, the moment both his palms made contact with the bulge, pleasure that felt like a jolt traveling from his glans to his spine made him curl up with a moan. The curling motion as a reflex from overstimulation also caused Kitt’s legs to squeeze together, adding more torturous friction to the incredibly sensitive bulge that already had him weak. The cat would try again, steeling through the intense pleasure, but let out an even louder, shuddering moan instead.

  And while Kitt was distracted with trying to remove the nullge that had trapped his erection, a massive salivating fleshy tentacle had materialized right below his ass cheeks that was quickly spread bare. The latex covering Kitt’s backside immediately parted, revealing the cat’s furry pale ass that was as soft and untouched as an inexperienced virgin. Though a virgin definitely wouldn’t describe Kitt right now as a submissive slut would be a better descriptor for the cat. But now with Kitt’s ass exposed, the fleshy tentacle suddenly shot up, spreading his cheeks immediately with its absurd girth that had the cat’s rim stretched to its limits.

  “Ngh~! ❤️ (W-What ever went inside my ass i-is so big~!)”

  Kitt almost fell over from the sudden penetration from the tentacle that was so long that it hadn’t actually fit inside him completely. The cat remains upright to allow the next step to happen, which came from the multiple tentacles that were observing everything. Reaching into the dark puddle around them, one of the tentacles pulls out a gooey black cat mask with a similar white padlock design on the mouth for Kitt. And pulling the mask out of the darkness to present to Kitt, the interior of the mask also included a girthy tentacle similar to the one trying to fit inside the cat’s ass.

  The poor trembling cat could only give a hesitant gulp as tendrils suddenly sprouted from the mask, clinging onto his gooey latex bodysuit and trying to latch onto his face. Kitt’s startled gasp from the sudden attack easily allowed the fleshy tentacle to enter his mouth, but he didn’t resist it. He tried his best to relax and allow the tentacle to slide deeper into his mouth and eventually down his throat until his gag reflex prevented him. To remedy this biological limitation, one of the observing tentacles went inside Kitt’s ears and mind to block out his gag reflex.

  “Gouh… Mmphh… (Feeling… dizzy…)”

  Kitt’s eyes rolled back as his mind was infiltrated by the gooey tentacle, causing his thoughts to slow down while the tentacle in his mouth finally drove deeper. With his gag reflex gone, the tentacle easily slid past his tongue and completely filled his throat, pulsing with an unnatural life as if testing how much the cat’s throat could stretch. A prominent bump was now visible on Kitt’s neck, which continued to bulge as the tentacle invaded deeper and deeper until he could no longer breathe. Luckily, the goo assaulting every hole on Kitt’s body expected this and gave the cat mercy by growing nasal tubes that branched out from the throat tentacle, plunging into Kitt’s nose and connecting straight into his larynx.

  The profound stuffing has reduced Kitt’s speech to only muffled moans, while the sheer discomfort of the tentacle lodged in his throat made him tear up. By this point, Kitt was incredibly overwhelmed and had begun to regret playing with living goo, tugging on the latex that covered his body, but was only met with a stinging slap when the stretchy material slipped from his gooey paws. However, it was too late for regrets, and now both the mask and the tentacle in Kitt’s ass were making their final push, one ready to reach his stomach while the other was ready to breach his colon.

  “Mmmhh… Mmhh~!!! ❤️(F-Fuck! Ngaaaah!!!)”

  As both tentacles of both ends of his body slipped in completely at the same time, the arousal and constant pressure against Kitt’s prostate had finally pushed him over the edge. But when Kitt curled up again to brace for his mind-shattering orgasm, nothing came. Instead, his bulge throbbed unbearably as it buzzed with pleasure that couldn’t be vented. What came instead was a torturously denied orgasm that had Kitt screaming into his gag, but to no avail. Kitt tried everything to get off: grabbing the sensitive bulge and pinching his nipples, but nothing could push him over the edge.

  The nullge had completely denied him the ability to cum, which was soon to feel like hell when the tentacle inside Kitt’s rectum began to thrust. It started slowly at first, but when the pace picked up and his prostate was struck repeatedly, Kitt immediately fell to his knees, head down and ass up as the tentacle dildo plapped away at his ass. Kitt tried to get off by meeting the thrusts of the tentacle dildo, but once again, no true orgasm came, just an intense pleasure that could not be released. And so with Kitt completely sealed in the chastity latex suit, he could only writhe on the ground, tugging on his mask and bulge while his abdomen and throat bulged obscenely from every thrust of the tentacles that filled them.

  With Kitt now completely in the throes of the goo he brought to life, it began to do something more than just turn him into a latex toy as another tentacle went into Kitt’s other ear and began to stir. As if it were another receptive hole to fuck, the tentacles in Kitt’s ears began to thrust in time with the dildo and cock gag already violating him, his head bobbing up and down while his mind grew blank. And unlike Kitt, who couldn’t cum, the tentacles that were fucking the cat could, or at least, do something similar. From the tips of these tentacles, black, precum-like substance began oozing as if the tentacles were about to reach their own orgasms.

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  It didn’t take long for the tentacles to reach their peak from their rapid thrusts into every orifice in Kitt’s body. And with one final push to lodge themselves as deep in Kitt’s body as possible, each tentacle spewed warm, tasteless black goo to fill the cat up. Black goo spurted out of Kitt’s ears, ass, and from beneath that lock cat mask that covered his face, while his stomach grew distended as the tentacle in his mouth pumped mouthfuls after mouthful of goo into his stomach. The tentacle dildo in Kitt’s ass also did the same, the cat’s filled guts aiding in the inflation of their belly. And for one last degrading act, every entrance to Kitt’s body was sealed; the latex covering his ears, his mouth, and his ass all melded into one, with the only thing left exposed being small, almost imperceptible nose holes on his blank cat mask.

  “Mmhh… (Hard to… think…)

  With Kitt completely overstimulated and barely supplied with oxygen thanks to the small nose holes of his cat mask, maintaining consciousness felt like an impossible task he’d eventually lose. It was at least an incredible way to pass out, but Kitt was worried about doing so as he’d have no idea what would happen while he was incredibly vulnerable in the black goo’s hold. Though he wouldn’t have to imagine any longer, as the hollow cave of the fabric mountain began to shake. The light coming from the exposed top would then get blocked out, revealing that the trash dragon from earlier was peering inside, having found the entrance to where its prey escaped. Kitt was still a wreck, writhing in the puddle of goo, so he didn’t expect to be suddenly pulled out of the brink of unconsciousness from his body suddenly jolting up to dodge the crash of the trash dragon.

  “Mmmphhh~!!! ❤️(Ouhh~!!! M-My body feels like it’s about to explode!!!)”

  From the sudden movement of the suit that coated him, every inch of Kitt’s body jerked from all the stimulating spots that were disturbed. Any slight movement would jostle the tentacle dildo inside Kitt, so imagine his expression beneath the mask when the cat was forced to dodge with a stylish backflip. It was definitely better than dying from getting stomped on by the trash dragon, but the question is, what was the suit doing to Kitt now? The cat was still incredibly disoriented from the continuous full-body stimulation that barely allowed them to stand, not to mention that their sight was still covered by the cat mask.

  So when Kitt was puppeted to dodge again, this time from a claw swipe of the trash dragon, he could no longer keep supporting his knees, which were basically jelly from all the pleasure. Despite that, the suit kept him upright and dodging like a graceful cat and not a drooling host. The suit’s reflexes obviously came with a price, which was the way it was feeding off the cat’s cum. Kitt’s nullge did more than just suppress his orgasms and erection, but had burrowed into his urethra, the goo turning into thin tendrils filled both his seminal glands and eggs. Now occupying Kitt’s reproductive organs, the suit leached off the cat’s sperm and semen with every autonomous movement while still denying actual ejaculation.

  “Mmhhh… mmhhh… (Almost passed out but… now my body feels like… it’s flying all over the place…)”

  A flurry of claw and tail swipes assaults Kitt as the suit continues to dodge for him, leading to further extraction and involuntary stimulation. And when Kitt’s essence began to run dry, the suit began “production” by fucking Kitt from every hole again. The cock gag and dildo tentacle began to thrust and stir once more, all the while Kitt was being chased around by the trash dragon. Kitt’s neck and abdomen bulged obscenely as he ran while oh so desperately trying to curl up into a ball to brace himself from the pleasure. However, the suit remained in complete control, forcing his limbs back into the place it desired as it continued to keep the cat safe.

  And after seemingly extracting enough of Kitt’s essence, the suit went on the offensive, leaping back to the puddle at the center of the hollow mountain and retrieving the mall katana the cat carried. It wouldn’t try to fight the dragon with just a simple sword but would instead coat it in the same goo it was made of, enlarging the weapon and strengthening it just in time to block the trash dragon’s bite. The suit barely blocked the bite in time to save Kitt, and with every movement translating to harsh stimulation, when the suit was resisting the trash dragon’s upper and lower jaw, the tentacles in Kitt’s ass and mouth went to their deepest point once more before retracting when the suit broke him free. However, just when Kitt thought he’d finally be saved by the autonomous suit, the tentacles in his ears stirred wildly, and an oppressive voice filled his head.

  “RELINQUISH YOUR MIND TO ME IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE.”

  “Hmm?! (W-Who’s there? And no way! I-I’ve almost gone insane from every hole in my body getting filled!)”

  “YOU WISH TO PERISH THEN?”

  “Hmm… (W-Well… Y-You will keep me safe, right? A-A-And make me feel good… even if it was a bit scary…)”

  “ENACT MY WILL AND YOUR DESIRE FOR ENDLESS PLEASURE WILL FOLLOW.”

  Kitt stood there motionless as he conversed with the sudden voice that filled his mind, causing the trash dragon’s moment of stagger to go to waste as it lunged at him. But just as the trash dragon’s sharp and rusty teeth came close to maiming Kitt, the cat deflected the blow with their goo-covered sword before drawing a powerful slash that cuts the dragon’s head off. It seemed like an immediate victory, but the trash dragon simply picked up its head and reattached it, the same black goo that held its body’s shape reattaching to the point of severance. It wouldn’t be easy to take the creature down, but the suit that now had Kitt’s mind knew that and prepared to launch another attack.

  And now, having given up his mind to cooperate, Kitt was completely pliant beneath the gooey drone suit. His eyes and expression were blank with bliss while his body now moved with the suit. There was no resistance from the constant ass and mouth fuck to pleasure him to produce cum as well. There was only blank obedience and complete surrender, which the real Kitt, now barely a conscious thought, found incredibly arousing. Of course, survival was the priority at the moment, so Kitt isn’t aware of what was happening right now. But the extra dangerous thought of leaving his life in the hands of this strange, unknown suit who could very well not let him go afterwards made his nulled cock throb subconsciously.

  “GOOD. GOOD. SINK INTO BLISS AND LET US TAKE OVER.”

  It was no longer a pleasured murmur coming from the blank mask on Kitt’s face but an ominous amalgamation of different voices speaking. Whatever was in full control also made sure to relish their vessel, squeezing Kitt’s nullge and tugging on the tentacle dildo in the cat’s ass before letting it snap back in. With the two last checks of consciousness, the suit finally struck back, the goo-covered sword in Kitt’s growing in size before plunging straight into the trash dragon’s chest. This attack, however, barely got a reaction from the trash dragon, which simply grabbed Kitt and the sword and threw them both away before retaliating with a full body slam made deadly by all the sharp junk that covered it.

  Instead of dodging, the suit turned the sword in their hands into a large lance, impaling the dragon as it crashed. The attack obviously didn’t work, just as the large stab the suit made earlier had no effect. The real plan was to cause a large enough wound to the trash dragon to enter and destroy it from within. And so when the trash dragon lifted themselves off the lance they were impaled on, there was a momentary gap between the metal plates that acted as its scales, which the suit used as an opportunity to invade the trash dragon’s body. Before the dragon could react, the suit began digging through its body, swiftly reaching its core before it could even retaliate by compressing the sharp junk that made up its body to crush them.

  With two superpowered paws, the suit crushed a shimmering black orb that acted as the trash dragon’s core, the vile creature letting out one last roar before the goo that made up its body lost shape, leaving only a large pile of goo-covered junk in the center of the hollow fabric mountain. The only trace the dragon left behind was the gigantic claw marks that scarred the ground and piles of used clothes around them as if the suit had only fought a ghost. And now with the threat defeated, the suit awoke Kitt’s consciousness to share their victory with the cat.

  “WAKE.”

  “Pop! Ack! Cough, cough, cough! F-Finally, that gag was terrible…”

  “THE INTRUDER OF THIS TERRITORY HAS BEEN DEALT WITH. LEAVE.”

  “Eh? B-But you promised endless pleasure would follow if I allowed you to take over!”

  “REALLY? FOR THE AMOUNT OF ABUSE YOUR BODY HAS TAKEN, YOU FIND THE WILL TO CONTINUE? MORTALS ARE TRULY A MYSTERY. VERY WELL.”

  As if the trash dragon’s intrusion was nothing more than a chore, the blank cat mask slapped back onto Kitt’s face, and the voice disappeared without ever revealing its identity. The cycle of wonderful violation to Kitt’s ass and mouth restarted anew, but this time with extra help from the living goo as a “reward”. From the same viscous pool of black goo Kitt was writhing in earlier, several blank goo cats emerged and surrounded him. They all had the same locked appearance as Kitt; featureless, glossy bodies with a white lock design on their faces and bulges. And as quickly as they emerged, the blank goo cats touched Kitt all over, pressing against the tentacles that were stuffing his mouth and ass and squeezing his bulge relentlessly.

  One of the blank goo cats even straddled Kitt and started sitting on his sensitive bulge, making him flail intensely before the other goo cats held him down. Torturous dry orgasms soon followed, with Kitt having no way to stop each one until he once again turned into a crying, drooling mess underneath his blank cat mask. But it was just as the suit had offered. Endless pleasure where Kitt would lose track of time as he mindlessly relished the drone orgy he was rewarded with. At the very least, he’s safe with the goo compared to being lost outside again, but at the cost of once again losing himself to pleasure. Well, it is what Kitt was looking for after all~

  “Kitty cat? It’s been three days~ I hope you’ve had enough fun! Oh, wow! What an interesting religious site you’ve got here~ Unfortunately, your friends are looking for you, and I can’t exactly return a mindless dumb cat, you know?”

  When Selo eventually arrived to rescue Kitt when the cat’s friends got worried, the demon wolf arrived at the sight of Kitt embedded in a pillar of latex with his abdomen taut with goo and legs folded to his shoulders. His ass was exposed before several blank goo cats that seem to have basically turned Kitt into a symbol of worship, staring blankly as the cat’s ass got fucked endlessly by a tentacle that continuously spewed goo with no indication whether or not Kitt even had any breaks in between. Unfortunately, like all good things in life, Selo pried Kitt off the pillar of latex and blasted the blank goo cats that tried to reclaim their possession away. But as a treat, Selo doesn’t immediately remove the goo coating Kitt, continuing to let the goo fuck the cat as he carries him back upstairs with his tiny buzzing wings, all the while hoping that the kind but undeniably slutty cat he knew was still breathing.

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  融合之渊

  “嗯唔…嗯~…❤️ 哼嗯…呼…”

  “主人，您结束了吗？”

  “啊！诺娃！你、你为什么老是看我自慰？！这都第三次了！我锁了门你就该尊重一下啊！”

  “当然是为了确保您不会心脏病发作啦！不过呢，也是因为您最近在手机上读的那些东西引起了我的兴趣~”

  在一个微凉的夜晚，灰虎斑猫基特正在被窝里自我取悦时，被他的红色史莱姆龙仆从诺娃抓了个正着。基特一直在网上看小黄文，同时试用一款海外朋友推荐的新的电击玩具，想找到能让他无需动手就能高潮的完美设置。他一手拿着手机，另一手握着控制器，根据所读色情故事的情节、起承转合以及高潮部分来增减电压。而今晚，诺娃逮到这只猫正在读一个关于末日未来中一只蓝狼被遗忘的设备改造成无人机的故事。

  “我一直跟着您一起看呢，主人~您似乎对催眠和身份丧失特别感兴趣哦~”

  “才、才没有！那个只是——那个只是写给我一个朋友的故事！作为好朋友，我当然得读一下啦！”

  “您会对读的每一个故事都撸管吗？”

  “那个…好吧…也许确实有点刺激…”

  “嘿嘿！我就知道！那你肯定心痒痒的想体验一下同样的事情吧，对不对？”

  “什么？！不可能！在虚构作品里听起来是挺刺激，但我绝对没法想象亲身经历！不过…故事里的主角几乎没怎么反抗。要是我的话，肯定能完全抵抗那个无人机化过程！”

  “真的吗？那我们现在就来测试一下怎么样~？”

  “不要！你太强了！”

  “主人怂了呢，嘿嘿~不过别担心，如果你想尝试，我随时奉陪哦~”

  “不行，诺娃。免谈。”

  对基特来说，猥亵行为中被诺娃撞见已经是家常便饭，但这次史莱姆龙真的读了他沉迷的材料，让猫咪羞得满脸通红。幸好，诺娃至少能保守秘密，在史莱姆龙彻底清理完基特的烂摊子（包括清理猫猫的尖端，吸收每一滴精液以保持清洁）后，两人便去睡了。但当基特躺下“睡觉”（其实就是再玩几分钟手机然后再真正入睡）时，他的思绪又回到了刚才读的故事中的无人机化场景。尽管他已经凭借结识的非凡朋友们实现过各种不同的性幻想，但还未曾体验过故事里所展示的那种身份丧失。

  他现在完全可以和诺娃重现类似的情景，但他渴望更多。除了无人机化，基特还想体验真实的危险带来的刺激。因为如果和诺娃一起，他显然会处于一个安全可控的环境里。他想体验像那只被改造的蓝狼一样的危险，因此他不能和那些会优先考虑他安全舒适而非极致快感的人一起，尽管他知道最终自己还是会安全无恙。基特想寻求帮助，对象要能让他放纵无虑，但又不会让他真正丧失心智或生命。那么，还有谁能比一个调皮捣蛋的小恶魔更适合提供帮助呢~？

  叮铃铃…叮铃铃…叮铃铃…

  “喂？谁啊？我发誓我把这破手机的SIM卡拔了，只用来打游戏的。”

  “嘿！塞罗！最近怎么样？还有，我是用一个网络通话APP打给你的。”

  “小猫咪？怎么想起给我打电话了，嗯~？还没得到我足够的关注吗~？🧡”

  “确实还想啦。不过我打电话是为别的事。你或许…呃…其实，我们能见面谈吗？电话里很难说清楚。”

  “不，我可没空接什么无聊的预约，小猫咪。想找安稳的搂搂抱抱和安全 sex，去找卢西奥吧。”

  “这、这次不是那种事！我其实…想要点…危险的东西…”

  “不是吧？？？！！！！！”

  “嗷！我的耳朵！！”

  “那我这可有份超——级棒的活动清单给你哦，小猫咪！我可以用我尖尖的尾巴在你全身游走，找些顶级赞助人来玩弄你的灵魂，让你被一条想感受食物在肠胃里蠕动的巨龙吞掉，甚至给你报名参加我的性感角斗场，赢家上输家！当然啦，我知道你肯定会被打败，因为你根本不会打架，而这才最有趣！”

  “喂！这些都不行！”

  “那要什么？”

  “我还是过来当面告诉你吧。好了，我挂啦！”

  差点耳膜穿孔后，基特吃完早餐，动身去见塞罗。猫咪骑着一辆摩托车最终来到城里，在一座看似普通的豪华摩天大楼前下车。由于摩天大楼内部应有尽有，塞罗的恶魔俱乐部在凡夫俗子们的店铺和视线下并不显眼。这地方依然会审视穿着随意的人，但多亏了一些伪装成常客的恶魔眼线留意特殊客人，基特得以进入。经过一段漫长的电梯旅程后，基特到达了18楼。

  “宾格俱乐部…我还是受不了这地方的假名。”

  和任何高级俱乐部一样，进门之前排着长队。但对普通俱乐部常客来说，塞罗的俱乐部只是个跳舞、喝酒、闲逛的正常场所。真正的好戏在VIP区，进入那里的人必须同意接受灵魂监控，以防他们将此地泄露给当地当局或全世界。幸运的是，基特是特殊VIP，可以跳过排队直接进入VIP区域。从充满普通模样兽人和酒水的俱乐部，过渡到一个满是各种狰狞怪物的区域，反差令人震惊。空间也变得异常广阔，基特头顶上方突然出现了多个楼层，而他知道那本该是办公空间。

  房间里唯一还算正常的是另一侧的阳台，但其他一切都感觉大得不合常理，不像是一层楼能容纳的。基特最终穿过了VIP区，路过端着冒泡饮品的幽灵侍者和那些似乎只要看他一眼就想把他吃掉的顾客，终于来到了经理室。再次从橙色调、氛围灯光昏暗的俱乐部过渡到铺着长毛绒地毯、装饰镀金的走廊后，基特终于到达了经理室。

  “我发誓我再也不犯懒了，但我的耐心快耗尽了…”

  “塞、塞罗？你对着个迷你跳舞街机在干嘛？”

  “啊！小猫咪！你来啦！没人教过你进门之前要先敲门吗？！”

  “我敲了！可能是你的跳舞机太响了你没听见。”

  塞罗的经理室就像你想象中会见这样一家高雅场所老板时会进入的豪华房间一样，只不过散落着各种随意的家具和物品。当然，除了基特进来时撞见塞罗在用的那台小跳舞街机，还有个充气泳池里面放着球池，以及一个400公斤的杠铃。这些奇怪的物品从幼稚到严肃应有尽有，而塞罗一靠近基特，这一切就得到了解释：这只小巧奇比（Q版）风格的狼魅魔扇动翅膀，像蜂鸟一样飞起，随后在一阵火焰中消失，变身成巨大魁梧的真实形态。

  “反——正…欢迎！现在，快告诉我你想要什么，我好回去跳舞！”

  “哇哦…你不用这样对我闪你的…呃…肌肉。”

  “被吓到了吗，小猫咪~？光是看到我这么健壮，你就已经准备好潜意识里向我屈服了吗~？”

  “不是，是因为你变得这么大时，你总穿的那条黑色短裤会让你那活儿显得很紧绷。”

  “哦！对哦。不过嘿！我们可不是为这个来的！我们是因为你想沉迷于某种恶心扭曲的癖好，足以让你在社交媒体上被取消资格的那种！”

  随着又一个火焰爆响，塞罗缩回他的奇比形态，只比基特的头大一点点，站在桌子上，然后翻看一个剪贴板。基特俯视着奇比狼，发现那是一份VIP专属的性服务清单。之前在电话里提到的那些都在第一页，但随着狼继续翻阅，基特注意到了按性别、强度和价格分类的专区。还没等基特反应过来，剪贴板就飞到了他手里，而塞罗则从旁边抽屉里掏出一本内容相似的书。

  “好了，小猫咪，拿去瞧瞧你想要的是不是在上面。或者，你知道，你可以直接告诉我！我可不想猜来猜去！”

  “对于一个来自恶魔机构的‘服务’清单来说，这平面设计可真够整洁的。”

  “当然！你以为我们还用羊皮纸和羽毛笔吗？！我们可是在现代社会，小猫咪！”

  “既然都在现代社会了，我想你们也能满足现代欲望吧，对不对？总之，我真正想要的是…某种…呃…危险的东西？除此之外，你知道什么是‘无人机化’吗？这可能是个只在网上才能听到的新词。”

  “别把我当老古董！”

  “所以，你知道是什么吗？我对失去自我这个想法很感兴趣，而——且我想用一种刺激的方式体验它。”

  “哼！好吧…嗯…”

  “你拿手机在干嘛？”

  “我看看…‘无人机化是一种亚文化和恋物癖审美，围绕个体转变为或角色扮演成无人机般实体的过程，通常以自主权丧失、机器人般的行为以及对服从和效率的关注为特征。它融合了BDSM、赛博格化和超人类主义元素，通常涉及精神控制、机械化和奴役等主题。’”

  “你居然当着我的面用AI应用查无人机化的定义？！”

  “这真的很重要吗，小猫咪？我只是——给你找定义~我当然知道是什么啦！”

  对于塞罗明显的谎言，基特 deservedly 捏了捏奇比狼的脸颊。但在承认自己其实不知道无人机化是什么之后，塞罗再次打开手机认真阅读定义。于是，塞罗一手拿着手机，一手拿着服务手册，交叉参考能满足基特的服务。基特再次看向狼，他看到了一些类似的服务，比如被塞壬之歌催眠，或者灵魂被推出体外让一个灵魂附身并尴尬地游街示众。然而，塞罗找不到与无人机化概念完全一致的服务，于是他提出了最接近的方案。

  “小猫咪想以危险的方式失去自我意识…我们提供的所有服务在技术上都是安全的，除非你对肛门脱垂有特殊癖好。但是！但是…我有个想法…”

  “真的？是什么？”

  “我们有个旧房间，专门扔各种魔法垃圾，存在挺久了。从过时的魔法药水、流行服饰到整尊雕像，什么都往里丢。这么多乱七八糟的魔法物品堆在一起，难免有东西活了过来。之前有员工去过，听到里面有什么东西在黏糊糊地蠕动，还有被盯着的感觉。还没出过人命，但有一次有人失踪，回来时身体被侵犯过，浑身沾满干涸的神秘液体~”

  “这听起来就是个魔法垃圾场啊。”

  “本来就是！但那件事是几年前的了，之后我们扔的东西只增不减。这也意味着魔法能量凝聚得足够多，可能孕育出了某种邪恶的东西，能让你好好爽一下~”

  “所以你是想让我在魔法垃圾堆里被上？”

  “如果你不想，我可以送你去地狱，跟那儿的随便哪个恶魔打个招呼~”

  “那、那里至少臭不臭？”

  “出乎意料，因为我们主要扔家具，所以大部分闻起来是布料和木头味。当然，那是在你遇到潜伏在那里的东西之前。谁知道呢？反正我不知道！”

  “好、好吧。让我想起探索什么阈限空间之类的。我想我随时可以开始。”

  “完美！让我先给你标记个追踪纹身然后…”

  基特的嘴比脑子快，他看着塞罗飘过来，把爪子搭在他肩膀上，准备印上追踪纹身。他想象的场景无疑是色情的，裤子里已经开始搭帐篷了，但这真的安全吗？他真的能信任塞罗吗？除了他自愿签署的明显侵犯之外，他真的能毫发无伤吗？思考这些问题已经太迟了，因为基特此刻是用下半身而不是大脑在思考。当基特回过神来，他想开口询问安全保障，却只是咽了口口水，完全打消了这个念头。

  “你进去之前最好把衣服脱了。因为嘛，跟我不一样，你只是个普通凡人，还得买衣服呢，嘿嘿~”

  “好吧，好吧，这就脱。天哪，不用嘲笑我。话说你为什么总是这么调皮？”

  “因为好玩呀~？哦！嘿嘿！我肯定要留着你的内裤~”

  “喂！你最好别对我的衣服做什么奇怪的事！”

  “不保证哦~”

  “好了…现在呢？”

  “所有衣物清除完毕！嗯哼。玩得开心，祝你好运！”

  “诶？你为什么对我说——”

  咔哒。

  “哇啊啊啊啊啊！！！”

  没有任何警告，塞罗用一只小脚按下了桌子上的一个按钮，基特脚下的地板随即裂开，露出了隐藏在他们正下方的活板门。基特在黑暗中挥舞着下坠前看到的最后一幕，是塞罗探头看着洞里，带着得意的表情朝他挥手，然后活板门就关上了。坠落并没有持续 forever，但突如其来的下落确实差点把基特吓得尿裤子。活板门滑道的黑暗最终被一个有着看似无尽地平线的巨大房间所取代，整个区域被来自未知光源的昏暗光线永恒照亮。

  “等、等、等一下，我该怎么——呜哦！”

  当基特正惊叹于俱乐部扔进这个绝对非欧几里得空间的垃圾海洋时，他才忘了自己甚至不确定能否安全着陆，直到他摔在了一大堆充气泳池玩具上。猫咪陷进玩具堆里，然后又弹了起来，落在一条充气龙上。基特没有被直接摔死，这让他松了口气，如果塞罗就那么不小心地把他扔下来摔死，他肯定会非常失望和感觉被背叛。从缓冲物的判断来看，塞罗可能前一天晚上在房间里堆满了泳池玩具，然后把它们一个个从活板门滑道扔下来，为基特的到来清理场地。

  “天啊…他至少该给我点提示什么的。不管怎样…这地方…真够奇怪的…”

  从缓冲的充气玩具堆里爬起来，基特开始真正打量起他所处的超现实环境。正如塞罗所描述的，这个魔法垃圾场并不像通常令人作呕的垃圾填埋场，而是堆满了随机杂物形成的山峦，散发着浓烈的木头和织物气味。屋顶和地平线看似无限延伸，地面是混凝土的，布满灰尘。当然，由于基特落在充气玩具堆上，他首先闻到的是橡胶和泳池氯气的味道，之后才是一般的气味。从他掉下来的充气玩具堆走到一小片空地，基特看清了他要面对的是什么。

  “这儿乱七八糟的东西真多。感觉像在阁楼里。椅子、桌子、衣柜——那是把商场卖的武士刀吗？！”

  在环绕基特的家具山之中，猫咪注意到一把随意放置的剑。再仔细看看周围，基特开始注意到各种物品，比如一个名牌包、一部旧手机、一辆木制手推车，还有一副小型龙的骨骼图——他分不清是真的还是假的。这地方确实有基特想都想不到的随机 assortment of things。但现在，基特拿起那把武士刀保护自己赤裸的毛皮，开始像RPG冒险者寻找随机遭遇一样漫步。

  “塞、塞罗说他甚至不知道下面有什么…我是该攻击任何移动的东西，还是让它们靠近然后…摸我…（真不敢相信我这么顺从，立马就想到向看到的第一个怪物投降…）”

  拿着他那可能毫无用处、只有cosplay质量的武士刀，基特继续漫步，直到听到左边远处传来沙沙声。他朝着大致方向走去，当声音危险地靠近时，他躲到了一座空塑料板条箱堆成的山后面。基特躲在后面，偷偷窥视噪音的来源。

  “那是什么…”

  就在几英尺外，基特看到一个奇怪的黑色粘稠物质和物品组成的团块，呈现出四足动物的形态，正在一堆垃圾里挖掘。它部分由一盏灯、一块窗帘、一个水槽和许多其他随机浴室物品构成，全部被类似粘稠焦油的物质粘合在一起。粗大的黑色脉络也在粘液上蔓延，像有机肌肉一样将所有东西固定在一起。再仔细看，还有两只类似的怪物也在试图挖掘那堆垃圾。但它们的挖掘突然停止，因为一个模糊的、兔子形状的衣物团从它们正在翻找的垃圾堆里跳了出来，它们随即追了上去。

  “这里已经形成生态系统了？家具做的狼追着布料兔子…这儿还有什么？！”

  确认那些奇怪的狼离开后，基特继续漫步，这次走向一个堆满金属和屋顶板材的区域，仿佛这里是某个被拆除房间的特定垃圾场。就在这里，基特发现了更多他早先在狼身上看到的黑色粘液，这次是从他面前的废料堆里渗出来的。作为一个理智的人，基特没有触碰粘液，但他用剑捅了捅。令他惊讶的是，它并没有活性。

  目前是这样~因为就在基特抽出沾满粘液的剑的那一刻，周围无数的垃圾堆开始振动，粘液开始在地面上蠕动，将垃圾拖拽成一座大山。这巨大的垃圾堆突然开始成形：先是出现巨大的龙爪，然后是带有空白珍珠白色眼睛和锋利但生锈牙齿的狰狞头部。身体接着成形，金属板和屋顶板材充当了这生物的鳞片。

  “我可不会等着这东西完全成型！得赶紧离开！”

  因为基特不是在演老套电影，他不打算等着眼前的明显危险完全显现，就在垃圾龙发出一声响亮的咆哮，宣告自己完全具象化时开始逃跑。垃圾龙很快也锁定了基特，因为他确实是视野中唯一移动的生物。垃圾龙巨大的脚掌踩踏地面，地面立刻开始震动，它在追赶基特时身后留下碎片和粘液的痕迹。

  “哇啊！！！它太快了！我得找个地方躲起来！！！可、可周围全是垃圾堆！”

  尽管基特在龙完全成形前已经拉开了一段距离，但只要它再迈几步就能追上他，所以他需要在被抓住并遭遇未知命运之前想办法甩掉它。这条龙看起来一点也不友好，而且由碎片构成肯定不对基特的胃口。如果它主要是由粘液构成并有点感知力，也许基特会站在原地任由自己被吞噬。但听到远处传来的咆哮和牙齿咬合的声音，感觉它一点也不友好。

  然而，基特根本没时间思考该怎么被上，如果他不能立刻摆脱这条龙，他肯定会被抓住。他在垃圾堆之间奔跑转弯时，迅速扫描任何可能切断视线或完全隐藏他的藏身之处。他之前就看到散落各处的衣柜，但躲进去太明显了，更不用说如果龙碰巧在他附近发疯似的找他，衣柜可能根本保护不了他。

  直到他看到一个由俱乐部多年来旧衣服和戏服堆成的巨大织物山。和其他垃圾堆不同，跳上去肯定很软，如果他决定钻进去，也不会让身体被割出几百道口子。而除了另一边一堆音响设备箱子和木箱，以及另一边堆成山的空玻璃瓶之外，实在没有其他选择，基特纵身跳向那巨大的衣物堆，钻了进去，就在这时，龙的脚步声危险地逼近，接着是一声响亮的咬合声。

  “呼！差点就——啊！它在往里挖！”

  但就在基特以为安全的时候，垃圾龙开始挖掘衣物山来抓他，迫使基特通过切割面前的衣物并把它们扔到身后开辟空间，向更深处扭动。衣物山内部的气味是干涸的汗味和完全干净的亚麻布味的混合，再加上狭小空间本身空气就少，几乎令人窒息。垃圾龙用爪子刨挖衣物山追捕基特的恐慌也让猫咪浪费了更多空气，但仿佛命中注定，基特突然跌入了一个开放空间。

  “啊！！！呜哦！！！呃…该死。今天已经是第二次摔跤了…”

  幸运的是，基特的坠落再次安全缓冲，这次是靠一堆毛皮和带褶边的裙子。基特爬起来后，打量着他掉落的地方，这是衣物山内部一个巨大的中空洞穴。这个地方也不暗，因为顶部有个大洞照亮了这里。垃圾龙本可以从顶部入口跟着基特进来，但似乎在基特逃脱后就失去了兴趣。

  “现在这地方…有意思了。这里有更多黑色粘液。看样子，是黑色粘液让无生命的物体活了过来。也许这就是那些狼和那条龙存在的原因。所以也许…我、我可以…被这里面更柔软、更安全的东西玩弄！（这主意真糟，但一想到衣服活过来然后…）”

  终于到了这个时候。危险的刺激已经满足，剩下的就是实际的享受了。不仅如此，由于基特不太确定黑色粘液的工作原理，在粘液赋予周围衣物堆生命并被它们上的背景下，接近它们甚至更令人兴奋。在织物山顶部洞口正下方会有一大滩这种黑色粘液，光线从那里照进来，基特随后会接近那里。但当他靠近时，他注意到粘液实际上是孤立的，似乎完全没有活性。他又用那把廉价剑戳了戳液体，但不像之前的垃圾龙，这次没有任何反应。

  “如果它没有东西可依附，就不会活过来吗？即使我…”

  即使基特跪下来用手指触摸粘液，它仍然没有活性。直接踩在一小滩上也没用，这意味着它确实需要依附某物才能活过来。意识到这一点，基特之前没让手里的商场武士刀在粘液里停留太久可能是件好事，否则剑可能就被粘液夺走了。但有了这个想法，基特开始环顾四周，寻找有趣的东西扔进粘液里让它活化。

  “这里肯定有些…‘好’衣服。有点辣的那种…就像这些！”

  既然这个垃圾场是属于一个恶魔俱乐部的，幕后发生着许多淫乱之事，突然找到一些用过的乳胶衣物躺在那里也就不足为奇了。基特找到的这件乳胶紧身衣肯定被用过，因为它散发着汗水和干涸精液的气味，让他立刻捏住鼻子抵抗这味道。它是放在一个黑箱子里，里面还有各种衣服和性玩具，而且这样的箱子有一大堆。打开每个箱子都露出同样难闻的内容物，但基特注意到魔法黑色粘液带有一丝甜味。所以也许如果他把这些箱子拖到粘液里，它们在被吸收的同时会被清洗干净。

  这当然只是基特的推测，但他很快就开始推几个箱子，一个接一个地排好，打开盖子准备一次性全倒出去。基特只推一个箱子就累出汗了，但因为每个箱子仍然装有大量乳胶衣物和玩具，他决定只推三个。最终，当他完成后，他把每个箱子在粘液滩边缘倾斜，让它们全部翻倒。乳胶手套、口球、用过的振动棒和巨大假阳具从箱子里洒出来，带着使用过的污渍，基特连看一眼都受不了。然而，就在物品落入粘液的瞬间，液体开始流动并吸收一切，包括箱子本身。

  “起作用了，起作用了！等、等等，效果太好了点！”

  对基特来说不幸的是，他似乎给火堆加了太多燃料，导致粘液无法控制地扩散。它迅速蔓延到整个区域，吞没了其他普通的衣物堆，然后向中空山的织物墙壁蔓延。曾经色彩缤纷、种类繁多的织物山墙壁熔化了，被刺眼的黑色所取代。顶部照亮一切的洞口幸运地保留了下来，但整个区域迅速变成了一个黑暗、光滑的洞穴，基特发现连抬脚都极其困难。尽管如此，基特还是被脚趾间粘糊糊的感觉唤起了欲望，他丢下剑，握住自己慢慢勃起的阴茎，幻想着在中央会有什么样的生物来玩弄他。

  于是，尽管在粘液最初扩散时他远离了中心，他还是艰难地跋涉回中心，那里开始升起触手。基特看到触手，眼中闪烁着羞耻而淫荡的喜悦，他的阴茎因兴奋而悸动，尾巴也摇摆得越来越厉害，最终导致他直接冲向中心。当他到达那里时，粘液立刻涌向他，爬上他的腿，顽固地粘附在他的毛皮上。更多触手出现，啪嗒啪嗒地拍打在基特身上，但他没有抵抗覆盖。这当然是他想要的，他的阴茎在冰凉黑暗物质越爬越高，直到挑逗到他的蛋蛋和大腿时变得更加坚硬。

  “嗯唔~靠…我甚至不知道能不能得到我想要的，但这种情况我随时都愿意…嗯~！啊！什么——嘿！我的鸡鸡！”

  从如今涂满他身体的闪亮粘液中，基特脖子以下迅速被粘液覆盖。感觉就像穿着乳胶衣，增强了敏感度，再加上粘液是活着的这一事实更增强了兴奋感。但基特没料到的是，缠绕在他阴茎和蛋蛋上的粘液突然收紧。他发出一声窒息的喘息，用沾满粘液的爪子去抓那压缩着的勃起，但身体周围多余的粘液涌上来将其完全覆盖。基特的爪子最终碰到的只有一个巨大的、吱吱作响的、带有白色挂锁图案的凸起，这使得他被覆盖的阴茎尽管接触面之间有巨大空隙，却感到难以置信的敏感。

  “啊…我硬不起来…我没法摆动鸡鸡了…给、给我弄掉！”

  对自己男子气概的突然失控让基特惊慌地试图撕掉出现的锁包。然而，就在他双掌接触凸起的瞬间，一股快感如同电流从龟头直冲脊柱，让他蜷缩起来发出一声呻吟。因过度刺激而产生的反射性蜷缩动作也让基特的双腿夹紧，给已经让他虚弱的极度敏感的凸起增添了更多折磨人的摩擦。猫咪会再试一次，强忍着强烈的快感，结果却发出了更响亮、颤抖的呻吟。

  而当基特分心于试图移除困住他勃起的锁包时，一条巨大的、流着口水的肉感触手在他裸露的臀瓣下方具象化出来。覆盖基特背部的乳胶立刻分开，露出猫咪毛茸茸的苍白屁股，柔软未经人事得像缺乏经验的处女。当然，处女肯定形容不了现在的基特，用顺从的荡妇来形容这只猫更合适。但现在基特的屁股暴露在外，那条肉感触手突然向上射去，以其荒谬的粗度立刻撑开他的臀瓣，将猫猫的肛圈拉伸到极限。

  “嗯~！❤️（进、进到我屁股里的东西好大~！）”

  基特差点因触手的突然插入而摔倒，那触手太长，实际上还没完全进入他体内。猫咪保持直立，等待下一步发生，这来自于那些观察着一切的众多触手。其中一条触手伸入他们周围的黑暗粘液滩，拉出一个粘糊糊的黑色猫面具，嘴部有类似的白色挂锁设计。将面具从黑暗中取出呈给基特时，面具内部还包括一根与试图进入猫猫屁股的那根类似的粗壮触手。

  可怜颤抖的猫咪只能犹豫地咽了口口水，这时突然从面具上冒出许多细小触须，粘附在他粘糊糊的乳胶紧身衣上，试图固定在他的脸上。基特因这突然袭击而发出的惊喘轻易地让肉感触手进入了他的嘴，但他没有抵抗。他尽力放松，让触手更深地滑入嘴里，最终进入喉咙，直到他的呕吐反射阻止了它。为了解决这个生理限制，一条观察触手钻入基特的耳朵和大脑，阻断了他的呕吐反射。

  “咕呃…嗯唔…（感觉…头晕…）”

  基特的眼睛向后翻去，他的思维被粘液触手侵入，导致思绪变慢，而嘴里的触手终于插得更深。随着呕吐反射消失，触手轻易地滑过他的舌头，完全填满了他的喉咙，以一种不自然的生命力搏动着，仿佛在测试猫咪的喉咙能拉伸多少。基特的脖子上现在可见一个明显的凸起，随着触手越来越深地侵入，这个凸起持续鼓胀，直到他无法呼吸。幸运的是，攻击基特身上每个洞的粘液预料到了这一点，仁慈地生长出从喉咙触手分支出来的鼻管，插入基特的鼻子，直接连接到他的喉部。

  这深刻的填充将基特的言语减少到只剩下 muffled 的呻吟，而触手卡在喉咙里的纯粹不适让他流泪。至此，基特已经被玩坏了，开始后悔玩弄活体粘液，他拉扯着覆盖身体的乳胶，却只在弹性材料从他粘糊糊的爪中滑脱时遭到一记刺痛般的拍打。然而，后悔已晚，现在面具和基特屁股里的触手都在做最后的推进，一个准备到达他的胃，另一个准备突破他的结肠。

  “嗯唔…嗯唔~！！！❤️（操！嗯嘎啊！！！）”

  当身体两端的触手同时完全滑入时，持续的发情和对基特前列腺的持续压力终于让他崩溃了。但当基特再次蜷缩起来准备迎接振心动魄的高潮时，什么也没发生。相反，他的凸起难以忍受地悸动着，伴随着无法释放的酥酥麻麻的快感。取而代之的是一次被残酷拒绝的高潮，让基特在口球后尖叫，但无济于事。基特尝试了一切方法来达到高潮：抓挠敏感的凸起，掐自己的乳头，但什么也无法让他越过那个边缘。

  锁包完全剥夺了他射精的能力，当基特直肠内的触手开始抽插时，这很快将变得如同地狱。起初很慢，但当节奏加快，他的前列腺被反复撞击时，基特立刻跪倒在地，头朝下屁股撅起，触手假阳具在他的屁股里啪嗒啪嗒地抽插。基特试图通过迎合触手假阳具的抽插来达到高潮，但再次，没有真正的高潮到来，只有无法释放的强烈快感。于是，基特完全被密封在锁精乳胶衣内，只能在地上扭动，拉扯着他的面具和凸起，而他的腹部和喉咙因填充其中的触手的每次抽插而淫秽地鼓胀。

  既然基特现在完全陷入了他赋予生命的粘液的掌控之中，它开始做的不仅仅是把他变成乳胶玩具，另一条触手伸入基特的另一只耳朵开始搅拌。仿佛那是另一个可供插入的受孔，基特耳朵里的触手开始与已经侵犯着他的假阳具和鸡巴口球同步抽插，他的头上下晃动，思维变得空白。与基特无法射精不同，正在干这只猫的触手可以，或者至少，做类似的事情。从这些触手的尖端，开始渗出黑色、类似前列腺液的物质，仿佛触手即将达到它们自己的高潮。

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  触手们从对基特身体每个孔洞的快速抽插中达到顶峰并没花多长时间。随着最后一次推进将自身尽可能深地插入基特体内，每条触手都喷射出温暖、无味的黑色粘液来填满猫咪。黑色粘液从基特的耳朵、屁股和覆盖他脸的锁状猫面具下喷出，而他的胃随着嘴里的触手将一口又一口的粘液泵入而膨胀起来。基特屁股里的触手假阳具也做了同样的事，猫咪被填满的肠子助长了他腹部的膨胀。作为最后一项 degrading 行为，基特身体的每个入口都被密封；覆盖他耳朵、嘴巴和屁股的乳胶都融合为一体，唯一暴露在外的是他空白猫面具上几乎难以察觉的小鼻孔。

  “嗯唔…（好难…思考…）”

  由于基特完全过度刺激，并且得益于猫面具上的小鼻孔仅获得少量氧气，保持意识感觉像是一项最终会失败的不可能任务。至少这是一种 incredible 的昏过去的方式，但基特担心这样做，因为在他极其 vulnerable 地处于黑色粘液控制下时，他不知道会发生什么。不过他不必再想象了，因为织物山的中空洞穴开始震动。从暴露的顶部射入的光线随后被挡住，显示早先的垃圾龙正在向里窥视，找到了它的猎物逃跑的入口。基特仍然是一团糟，在粘液滩中扭动，所以他没想到自己会因身体突然猛跳起来躲避垃圾龙的撞击而从 unconsciousness 的边缘被拉回。

  “嗯唔~！！！❤️（哦呜~！！！我、我的身体感觉要爆炸了！！！）”

  由于覆盖他的紧身衣的突然移动，基特身体的每一寸都因所有受到刺激的部位被扰动而抽搐。任何轻微移动都会晃动基特体内的触手假阳具，所以想象一下当猫咪被迫用一个 stylish 的后空翻躲避时，他面具下的表情吧。这肯定比被垃圾龙踩死要好，但问题是，这套紧身衣现在要对基特做什么？猫咪仍然因持续的全方位刺激而极度 disoriented，几乎无法站立，更不用说他的视线还被猫面具挡住了。

  所以当基特再次被操纵着躲避，这次是垃圾龙的一次爪击时，他已经无法再支撑他那因快感而变得像果冻一样的膝盖了。尽管如此，紧身衣仍让他保持直立，并像一只优雅的猫咪而非流着口水的宿主一样躲避。紧身衣的反射动作显然是有代价的，那就是它吸取猫咪精液的方式。基特的锁包不仅仅是抑制他的高潮和勃起，还已钻入他的尿道，粘液变成细小的触须填满了他的精囊和蛋蛋。现在占据了基特的生殖器官，紧身衣随着每个自主动作吸取猫咪的精子和精液，同时仍然拒绝实际的射精。

  “嗯唔…嗯唔…（差点昏过去但…现在我的身体感觉…像是在到处飞…）”

  一连串的爪击和尾击袭向基特，而紧身衣继续替他躲避，导致进一步的抽取和 involuntary 刺激。当基特的精华开始枯竭时，紧身衣通过再次抽插基特的每个洞开始“生产”。鸡巴口球和触手假阳具再次开始抽插和搅拌，与此同时基特正被垃圾龙追赶。基特的脖子和腹部在他奔跑时淫秽地鼓胀，而他如此绝望地试图蜷缩成一团来抵御快感。然而，紧身衣保持完全控制，将他的四肢强迫放回它想要的位置，同时继续保护猫咪的安全。

  在似乎抽取了足够的基特精华后，紧身衣转守为攻，跳回中空山中心的粘液滩，取回猫咪携带的商场武士刀。它不会试图只用一把简单的剑去战斗，而是会用构成它自身的同样粘液覆盖剑身，在垃圾龙咬下来时及时放大并强化了武器。紧身衣勉强及时挡住咬击救了基特，而每一个动作都转化为强烈的刺激，当紧身衣抵抗垃圾龙的上下颚时，基特屁股和嘴里的触手再次到达最深点，然后在紧身衣挣脱时缩回。然而，就在基特以为自主紧身衣终于会救他时，他耳朵里的触手疯狂地搅动，一个压迫性的声音充满了他的脑海。

  “若想活命，将你的心智交予我。”

  “嗯？！（谁、谁在那儿？不行！我、我身体每个洞都被填满，都快疯了！）”

  “那你希望灭亡？”

  “嗯…（那、那个…你、你会保证我的安全，对吧？还、还会让我感觉舒服…即使有点可怕…）”

  “执行我的意志，你对无尽快感的渴望自会满足。”

  基特一动不动地站在那里，与突然充斥脑海的声音对话，浪费了垃圾龙踉跄后扑向他的时机。但就在垃圾龙锋利生锈的牙齿即将重伤基特时，猫咪用覆盖粘液的剑挡开了这一击，然后划出一道强大的斩击，砍下了龙的头颅。这看起来像是立即胜利，但垃圾龙 simply 捡起它的头重新接上，塑造它身体形状的同样黑色粘液重新连接到切断处。要打倒这个生物并不容易，但现在拥有了基特心智的紧身衣知道这一点，并准备发动另一波攻击。

  而现在，既然已经放弃心智进行合作，基特在粘糊糊的无人机服下完全顺从。他的眼睛和表情因极乐而空白，身体现在随着紧身衣移动。对于持续抽插他屁股和嘴巴以用快感催精的行为，已再无抵抗。只有空白的服从和完全的屈服，而真实的基特，现在几乎只是一丝有意识的念头，觉得这难以置信地令人兴奋。当然，生存是当下的首要任务，所以基特并不清楚现在具体发生了什么。但将自己的生命交托给这个奇怪的、未知的、事后很可能不放过他的紧身衣，这种额外的危险念头让他被封锁的阴茎潜意识地悸动。

  “很好。很好。沉入极乐，让我们接管。”

  从基特脸上空白面具中传出的不再是被取悦的咕哝，而是不同声音不祥的合并。无论是什么在完全控制，也确保要尽情享受他们的容器，挤压基特的锁包，拉扯猫咪屁股里的触手假阳具再让它弹回去。经过对意识的最后两次检查，紧身衣终于反击了，基特手中覆盖粘液的剑尺寸增大，然后径直刺入垃圾龙的胸膛。然而，这次攻击几乎引起垃圾龙的反应，它简单的抓住基特和剑，将两者都扔了出去，然后用一记全身撞击反击，这撞击因覆盖它全身的锋利垃圾而变得致命。

  紧身衣没有躲避，而是将手中的剑变成一支巨大的长矛，在龙撞上来时刺穿它。这次攻击显然没用，就像早先那记重刺一样无效。真正的计划是对垃圾龙造成足够大的伤口，以便进入其内部并从内部摧毁它。于是当垃圾龙从刺穿它的长矛上抬起身体时，充当鳞片的金属板之间出现了一个短暂的缝隙，紧身衣利用这个机会侵入了垃圾龙的身体。在龙反应之前，紧身衣已经开始在它体内挖掘，迅速到达其核心，甚至赶在龙通过压缩构成其身体的锋利垃圾来碾压他们进行 retaliation 之前。

  用两只超强的爪子，紧身衣捏碎了作为垃圾龙核心的闪亮黑球，这邪恶生物发出最后一声咆哮，然后构成其身体的粘液失去了形状，只在中空织物山中央留下一大堆覆盖粘液的垃圾。龙留下的唯一痕迹是地面上巨大的爪痕和他们周围一堆堆用过的衣服上的伤痕，仿佛紧身衣只是与一个幽灵战斗了一番。现在威胁解除，紧身衣唤醒了基特的意识，与他分享胜利。

  “醒来。”

  “啵！呃咳！咳，咳，咳！终、终于，那个口球太难受了…”

  “此领地之入侵者已被处理。离开。”

  “诶？可、但你保证过，如果我让你接管，就会有无尽的快感！”

  “当真？你的身体承受了如此多的滥用，你竟还有意志继续？凡人之心果然难测。好吧。”

  仿佛垃圾龙的入侵不过是个杂事，空白的猫面具啪地一声重新扣在基特脸上，声音消失，未曾揭示其身份。对基特屁股和嘴巴的美妙侵犯循环重新开始，但这次有活体粘液作为“奖励”额外相助。从基特早先扭动的那滩粘稠黑色粘液中，出现了几个空白的粘液猫，包围了他。它们都和基特一样有着被锁住的外观：无特征的、光滑的身体，脸上和凸起处有白色锁形图案。它们一出现，这些空白的粘液猫就摸遍基特全身，按压塞满他嘴巴和屁股的触手，无情地挤压他的凸起。

  其中一只空白粘液猫甚至骑在基特身上，开始坐在他敏感的凸起上，让他剧烈挣扎，直到其他粘液猫按住他。折磨人的干性高潮很快接踵而至，基特无法阻止每一次高潮，直到他再次在空白猫面具下变成一个哭泣、流口水的烂泥。但这正是紧身衣所承诺的。无尽的快感，让基特在恍惚种享受这场作为奖励的无人机乱交中失去时间观念。至少，和在外面再次迷路相比，他在粘液里是安全的，但代价是再次在快感中失去自我。嗯，这毕竟是基特最初想要的嘛~

  “小猫咪？已经三天了~希望你玩够了！哦，哇！你这儿搞了个挺有意思的宗教圣地嘛~可惜，你的朋友们在找你，我可不能还回去一个没脑子的傻猫，你懂吧？”

  当塞罗最终在基特的朋友们担心时前来救援，恶魔狼看到的景象是基特嵌在一根乳胶柱里，腹部因粘液而紧绷，双腿折叠到肩头。他的屁股暴露在外，面前是几只空白粘液猫，它们似乎基本上已经把基特当成了崇拜的象征，面无表情地盯着猫咪的屁股被一根不断喷射粘液的触手无尽的地抽插，看不出基特中间是否有过任何休息。不幸的是，就像生活中所有美好的事物一样，塞罗把基特从乳胶柱上撬了下来，并把试图夺回它们所有物的空白粘液猫炸飞。但作为款待，塞罗没有立即移除覆盖基特的粘液，继续让粘液干着这只猫，同时用他轻轻颤动的翅膀把他抱回楼上，一路上希望着他认识的那只善良但不可否认淫荡的猫咪还在呼吸。