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“Hey youtube, welcome to Chase-ing Ghosts, this episode were going into an abandoned hospital!”

The cat-possum angles the camera at off angles, the tape starting just as he was in the abandoned places parking lot

“...eh if it's cringy i'll edit it in post, so glad I have editors..”

With a pause he continues

“Rumor has it that this place has a male nurse who wanders the halls at 3 in the morning, legend has it that they are looking for a loved one at the end of the nanite apocalypse but died of heartbreak after finding them dead.”

“I decided to come in the morning simply because the hippie store… I mean, the recreational establishment was out of burning sage. I don't want to imagine the kind of curse a nurse like that could give me.

Inside the worn down hospital, Chase didn't even make it to the depths inside before he was met with something, almost quickly yelling a “OH SHIT” as he fumbled with the camera to turn it.

He was met with a figure who had an air of mischief coupled with otherworldly beauty when he opened the door. A man with long purplish-black hair coupled with rough tan skin turned to observe him slowly, looking him up and down with a long pause before he opened his mouth.

“My… a pisi wandering about the halls, aren't you an odd one?”

Chase was almost taken aback, the old nurse uniform he wore made it seem like he was possibly talking to THE ghost, looking at his camera screen made him trust his eyes.

“Woah… uh…”

He clearly was not expecting this, going to a abandoned site in the middle of the day doesn't really doesn't scream “ghost activity”, one would think they would maybe catch some straggler calling this derelict place home as they had nowhere to go, maybe some teenagers calling it their little clubhouse, not some man ‘pretending’ to be a employee.

Finally turning, the male nurses’ V-neck showed off their hair on their chest, sharpening to be a heart on their very defined pectorals, the fabric of the shirt barely concealing the beecake underneath.

“Go on, take it all in, I love it when they stare, makes me feel accomplished for all I do to keep this body” with on hand on his right chest, he teasingly squeezes it, completely seeing Chase’s eyes tracing it, the scent of something sweet permeating the previously stony and dry air.

“S-sorry, it's just, uh, I wasn't expecting, to talk to someone who wasn't on drugs in this place”

“Drugs? Oh they already are going to get help, I got some of the people who were staying here for some help, this place used to be a rehabilitation center, those were the days, helping people is just so…. Aw there's just no good word in any language to put it, it's like love but not love”

“Friendship?”

“Yes, but you don't know the person closely… ah.. Charity!”

He casually walked across the reception desk, moving closer to him, almost face to face with their couch pillows.

“Soo, what brings you here.. Business or Pleasure…”

He was about to speak when he realized something he saw at the beginning of the vlog… this place was established when the nanite flu began almost 100 years ago by now, it ended just 50 years in place after the infection had slowly died out, doing the math isn't needed to say that the man should be about almost his grandfathers age. Something about that made him snap out of whatever haze filled his head.

“..............” the un-nametagged nurse almost frowns, seeing that his prey quickly snapped out of it. “I enjoy a bit of a cat and mouse chase pisi, you need not say anything.”

The possum takes a few steps back, camera still locked onto the man unashamedly recording him as he burns off the clothes, taking on a more demonically-enchanting feature. His bosom was now hoisted by a small corset under his pecs- letting them jut out even more into the air. A drape of lavender cloth hung just above his crotch as his hairy arms and legs laid bare. Chase just couldn't take his eyes off of him as their nude toes walked towards them.

“Not even mortal, I know, but im a far better fuck, and I mean no harm”

“O-oh uh you see…” He didn't realize how hot he suddenly felt, the sugary smell in the air seemed to grow thicker… his eyes now seeing giant fuzz balls floating in the air, in a panic, he goes to try to run, only for the demon to think ahead and make him forget which direction to go- running straight until the mans chest.

Carmel simply smiled down at him, rubbing the back of his head as Chase loosened the grip on the Camera, the Concubi slowly putting it on one of the waiting seats as he slowly flew the both of them over to the reception desk.

“Your just so cute when your grinning like that, and you look lost to boot, seeking fame and fortune from something that was just a passion project” With a pause, he scratches under their chin, almost like he were a actual cat, “But we found each other” lowering his stubbled face, he kissed their forehead, Chase’s mind completely lost in the sensation of sweet ecstasy the concubus had to offer them.

“With all this said… you look hungry… and my teats are pretty sore.. Would you help- OOOoooooOOH!”

The possum’s mouth suctions tightly to his right pec, the camera heading him loudly gulps down the milky ambrosia as fluid between Carmel’s muscular thighs begins to leak to the ground. It was almost like he was taken over by ravenous hunger, unable to even comprehend anything else but the taste and texture of Carmel’s tit in his mouth. Moaning in hunger as his empty stomach agonizingly craved more of the sweet flavor.

“So hungry huh… must have been such a long… trip~....” Even he had to lean his head back, moaning sensually as his body rocked with their partner's fervous slurps. Chase sweetly whimpering as the bulge in his pants breaks out of their Zipper, rubbing into the slightly wet loincloth in sexual bliss.

It was easy to say that he didn't want to leave anymore. Their firm Coziness of their body heat, he could feel the anger of sexual frustration taking him over, his thigh fucking pushing into the mysterious mans crotch, just to find out there was a sopping hot taint there there drooled what felt like syrup all over his shaft- practically lubing them up to slip and slide between their warmth.

Breathlessly, they look up to him, wondering if he can push into him, the words choked in his throat, brain completely shutting down any part that allows him to communicate to the outside world. Just whimpering like an animal to shove himself in.

“Do you want to do it? Without even knowing my name pisi?, your name Chase is it not?”

“Mmmmmm……”

Why can't he speak, the words are there, waiting to come out, his milk covered lips feel sealed

“Im Carmel my love…” the man slowly moved a hand from their own collarbone down to their taint, slowly tracing the curves of their body as their anticipation rose, the drape that covered his lions showed off the sweet lips that looked like utter Heaven to Chase- precum drooling slowly.

Finally, Carmel pulls the hammer with a simple two words: “Go ahead.”

The halls echoed with one of the longest whimpers Chase ever made, he wasn't a virgin- but at the same time it felt like putting it in almost made him cum- whatever strands of sanity he had left had to go into holding back the cum that was almost sucked out of his cum straw. The next few thrusts had to almost be carefully constructed, the fear of letting go so easily before he could please him loomed over him greatly. He had to please this man… he had to give him the best sex he can, there's nothing else he needs to do anymore with his life.

“Don't hold back.”

The camera catches as his entire body tenses up, cock pushed up deep into the demon's heat as he audibly squirts the largest loads his average cock could squeeze, crying out in pained pleasure while his partner's arm rubs their back sensually. The pain in his heart comes full force as the second wave shoots through him. His brain completely shut itself down, laying back into Carmel’s embrace as the demon coaxed more screaming orgasms from him, he could care less his cock was a tool for his pleasure, he couldn't care or think much anymore anyway. Life feels so good when everything you worried about is coaxed from your body, but something in his brain snapped, something that made the panic of the situation set in.

He might have gotten him pregnant with something.

“C-Crap…..N-no… I…. my Dads gonna… kill me, can't… get you… pregnant”

With all the effort he could, he yanks out of the concubine's perfect cunt, almost falling on the floor in a haze.

“Oh… afraid you have to put a ring on me? You don't want to see me round with young?”

“I…can't… not… ready…”

“Maybe… you could lick it out” the perverse suggestion only made the most sense in all this musk

“....must…get…cum…”

Crawling on all fours, his face dove into Carmel’s nether region, tracing his tongue the streams of fluid that drooled out before diving face first into that candy testing cunt, it made no wonder his name was close to caramel.

Although he can't see it from his angle, he could hear the man sweetly moaning while his head was under the loincloth, the Camera could see how the possum was covered under the man, catching the sounds of him faintly chewing what felt like cotton balls that sometimes poured out of him.

As much as he could taste his own cum, the addicting sweetness was bloating his stomach, slowly his soft abs began to distend, the stream of constant hot sweet femcum lining his stomach walls as he merely purrs in contentment. Not letting any more drops of the sweet nectar of this concubus reach the ground while they merely leaned back, pecs dangled up in air as he took more deep breaths.

Exhausted, Chase's body finally signals for him to let go, leaning forward into the counter between Carmel’s legs, a glazed over look in his eye as his mouth drips with syrup.

Carmel grabs some of his cloth to wipe his face off, squatting next to him, “That was a fun fling, but you still do look like you have a hunger inside of you.” After cleaning the possum off, he ponders to himself for a moment, before pulling his cloth off to show his cunt again to Chase.

“You more than likely licked me clean of your seed, but I never did reward you for such an amazing time.”

Slowly, thick strands flew out, a soft spiked cock slowly emerging from the fat folds, almost reaching down to the edge of his knees, beer can thick and pulsating in need.

“Would this be a good reward for you pisi?”

His mouth looked at him, gaped in horror, the circumcised tip dripping clear precum onto the ground as Carmel brought it over to his cheek.

“I'll take that reaction as a yes.. Open wide for me my dear.”

Chases pollen fogged brain was far too gone to even fathom no, his lips loosely trying to suck on the cock before Carmel pistons his mouth, not even spending time before spurting thick wads of cum down his throat to the point he gags, belly growing more bigger to the point it sagged to the ground.

“Oooooh yes! I’ve needed a mouth to fuck in a while!”

With a wet pop the quick deepthroat was over, he was pretty sure if he went on for even a second longer he would have given his soul to such a charming man, someone who can stuff him full over and over until he's unable to move a inch.

With a sweet laugh, he leans down again to his kneeling victim, although the camera only caught the back of his head- Carmel slowly lathered his long tongue out and down his throat. He almost thought it was a kiss before he felt something come back up- luckily it wasn't him about to vomit.

It was the man's own cum, straight from his overstuffed stomach, the tongue is covered in all the slop he sprayed in him, letting out another moan of arousal he gets the kiss he wanted, a dirty, cum lathering kiss, swallowing it all down again to not make a mess.

“You stay safe alright?”

Chase was already just fapping mindlessly into the camera, making a mess of himself and groaning like a zombie. The camera watches him cum a few streaks over his clothes and body before he passes out, running out of space in time.

He dosent think hes ever going to post this online