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Stepping foot in your own house was supposed to provide you with a feeling of comfort and familiarity.

Kicking off your shoes and tossing your coat onto the rack should always have been a calming and soothing experience, after a long day at work, or a weekend out and about.

"I don't remember ordering anything..."

Of course, seeing a package that you didn't ask for in your entryway wasn't the kind of thing that would put anyone's nerves at ease. Worse still, the package had been opened, and Pocket was having trouble figuring out what had been inside; the edges of the box were stained with an oily fluid, just a little thinner than the slime he used to play with as a child...but otherwise, the box was completely empty.

Checking the sides for any sort of shipping information, Pocket wasn't surprised when he couldn't find a return address, but his eyes were drawn instead to the trail of droplets that were sitting on the floor, starting to soak in after being given some time to dry. There was no doubt in his mind that they were made of the same stuff that was all over the sides of the box, but without knowing what it was, he proceeded with caution, refusing to touch it until he knew where it came from.

"Jaiy? A...Are you there?" he called out, doing his best to hide the quiver of his lower lip as he spoke. The situation was haunting enough without Jaiy by his side; Pocket had no idea if he was going to be ambushed when he turned from the foyer to head up the stairs, and even when he wasn't, he didn't feel secure in his own home anymore.

The trail was growing thicker with each step up the stairs, until he couldn't avoid stepping in the mess if he wanted to move on. The goop spread against his hooves as he stepped down into it, and though he made a face, he didn't notice any immediate effects from touching the stuff...but it wasn't enough to keep his stomach from bouncing against his rib cage as nerves sent his whole body into a tizzy.

"The hell is all this? Jaiy, p-please tell me this isn't some kind of gross prank!" Pocket couldn't calm his thoughts when calling out a second time yielded no reply, and seeing such a mess was forcing his mind to run down darker paths than he wanted to consider.

Preparing for the worst and hoping for the best, Pocket followed the trail up the stairs and into the bedroom, where the remnants were so great that the cuffs of his jeans were soaked through.

"Thaaaaat can't be good."

Jaiy's head was obvious and visible, his antlers still poking out from the edges of his forehead, but even those were starting to drip down the side of his face, with tan fluids blending into already flowing juices of gentle blue and stark white.

"Are...a-are you alive?" Pocket stepped into the bedroom on utterly nervous footpaws, ignoring the feeling of the goop that continued to collect on his fur. He hardly even noticed it traveling up his ankles as he approached the bed, seeing Jaiy's body reduced to a literal puddle of ooze on the covers. "I can't even tell if you're breathing!"

Fluids were bubbling, but to Pocket, that was no indication that his lover was even remotely okay. Panic was starting to set in as Jaiy's expression remained content, but motionless; it was a distraction that worked to perfection as the juices crawling up Pocket's legs turned firm for just an instant, keeping him trapped in place long enough for the puddle of Jaiy's body to start moving.

"I'm not sure what you're so worried about...I know you've caught me in weirder positions than this," Jaiy finally did respond, as the ooze sprung to life, rising up from the bed and throwing itself at Pocket like a cresting wave crashing down upon the shore. "But it seems that I've got you in a weird position, for once!"

For being so smooth and pliable in one moment, Jaiy commanded excellent control over the oozing substance, and the weight of it was more than Pocket could have expected as the rolling wave of goo slammed him into the wall with a heavy THUD. Excess juices splashed against the wall and spattered Pocket's cheeks with the foreign substance as he reeled from hitting the wall so violently, but the moment he had his bearings about him once more, he starting wiggling.

He needed to break free before it was too late.

"You've been ordering stuff from that part of the internet again...h-haven't you?" Pocket strained against the plentiful goo, but as he watched it droop over his open fingers over and over again, the natural tones of his fur began to dull, and then fade entirely under the suffocating grasp of Jaiy's new body. "And it's messing with your head...t-this probably isn't a good idea right now, Jaiy!"

"If it's not a good idea right now, when is it ever gonna be?"

" Not the point!"

"Then what is the point?"

"The point is that y...you're...kinda eating me alive."

"It's not eating," Jaiy murmured, as his formless body continued rolling over Pocket's frame, the ooze slowly melting away at the outfit that his lover had picked for the day, but not damaging the fur and flesh underneath. "I was just trying to think of new ways for us to be a little closer to each other."

"Pretty sure we c-can't get any closer than this," Pocket stammered, as warm, slimy juices eased down the front of his torso, drawing pleasure out of his body even when his mind was still nervous. "This might even be a little too close."

The melted deer snickered. "I'm sorry to hear that..."

Pocket didn't need to wait for him to finish the taunt. "Getting even closer, somehow?"

"You're quite the smart cookie."

"Funny; I feel more like a pudding cup right now."

Pocket's dry humor was a brilliant contrast to the ooze that literally stole away his defining colors, and even when Jaiy allowed his arms to move away from the wall, they were still doused with a swirling blend of white and blue as the deer began merging with him in the most literal sense.

Where Pocket found his attention drawn, however, was the literal disappearing act by his legs, as the hooves he entered on were completely coated by the puddle of Jaiy's existence...much to his chagrin, he could no longer feel them, as the puddle continued rising up from the floor, swallowing every part of Pocket's ankles along the way.

"You are quite the tasty little morsel, but that's not quite what I'd call you," Jaiy replied. From the very edges of the puddle, his neck and shoulders were still just faintly evident, but the rest of his body was climbing up Pocket like a slow, spreading stain, tickling every crevasse of the captured deer and giving special attention to one detail in particular.

Tenting up through the slime and dripping with something other than the mess itself, Pocket's member was a tell-all for just how much he was enjoying the change, even when he was still trying to play up the nervous aspect.

"I'd just love to know what kind of word you'd come up with to describe this ," Pocket challenged Jaiy as he felt a sloppy, messy kiss against the fur on his cheek, as Jaiy's muzzle moved in close. "Cause I can't think of one, but I...I t-think I like it..."

"You think?" Jaiy watched fragments of himself dripping down from the tip of Pocket's cock as the last of the clothing upon it melted away, along with a steady trickle of precum, immediately mingling into the unified puddle they were becoming. "Looks like a lot more than a thought to me, Pocket."

The revealed bulge of Pocket's member was already starting to be enveloped by something else entirely, but where Jaiy wouldn't be able to see it much longer, he could still _feel_it within his body was the gooey form continued to wrap around Pocket, blending with the cervine's body every bit as much as it was consuming him. There was no pain in the process, but as Pocket struggled to find a way to describe it, he could only think of it as akin to being eaten.

Jaiy helped with the comparison as he went to place another kiss upon Pocket's cheek, but this time, his jaw unhinged, keeping the same playful smile that it held before. "Looks like you're going in for the kill," Pocket teased, looking into Jaiy's open maw and staring down into what should have been the depths of his throat.

There was no throat to be swallowed into, and no stomach to digest him: there was only more of the mess that crawled up and over his body, keeping it pinned to the wall. The open muzzle warped over the side of Pocket's cheek and began moving across his face, but even as the light faded from Pocket's view, he didn't feel any anguish at the process.

He was actually nearing climax from the smooth, cool touch of slime wrapping around his cock, and he knew that Jaiy was teasing him to keep him distracted from the bigger picture.

The last thing he was able to see with his own eyes was a pattern of soft, slate blue climbing up the back of his wrists, as if he was looking from his own eyes, but staring down at Jaiy's body; he didn't realize how close that was to the truth, as formless slime began taking shape against the wall, mimicking the stance of Pocket's bonded form.

"Who said anything about killing you?" Pocket wasn't sure where the voice came from, but Jaiy was still teasing him through and through. He was content to keep Pocket on edge with a constant bath of ooze upon a twitching, throbbing length, and nothing could have prepared the consumed cervine for the feeling of realistic grips forming at the base of his shaft. As if fingers had been born from the slimy material and come to life, he could feel such a convincing pump on his rod that it would have buckled his legs...if they were still properly there to falter.

A violent gush of seed was easily contained within the sealing portion of Jaiy's stomach as it bulged out and wrapped around what was left of Pocket's body, finishing the process of merging the two entities together just as another burst of cum fell between them, before being absorbed into the gooey mess. Though he couldn't hear Pocket's delighted whimpers, he could feel orgasmic twitches running through a shared body and experienced all the same delight of release as he tried to become solid against the wall, once more.

Even then, Jaiy only had some much substance to him, as his body came out the dominant party. "You just wouldn't go down easy, would you?" he asked, looking at the wide, rotund bulge in his stomach and giving it a subtle poke with a still dripping pawtip. "Made me work for the cumshot and the big finish..."

Like a melting candle, thicker globs of Jaiy's body continued to drip down to the floor as he tried to hold himself together. The last of his viscous body encompassed a tiny patch of brown fur that was still exposed on his muzzle, and with that, Pocket was hidden from the world...but he certainly wasn't gone.

Jaiy could feel him moving inside with every breath he took, and in every thought, Pocket was teasing him from the inside, keeping him pinned to the wall, even when he should have been able to easily move.

"J...Just what are you trying to do?"

There was no external answer, but within the back of his mind, Jaiy could hear a sinister chuckle, as he came to terms with the difficult of controlling a pair of merged bodies.

I'm gonna do whatever I want, Pocket whispered into the back of Jaiy's thoughts. How else am I gonna get even with you?