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Ahhhhhh...Sunday night. A final moment of respite before the return of the busy work week. Neil had a pretty chill weekend, but he was looking to really enjoy these last few hours before he eventually decided to head to bed. A little snack, maybe a sweet soda pop, a few episodes of his favorite show on the TV...and something a bit more special, heh. Sitting on the coffee table in front of him, as the deer spread and sprawled out on his couch before getting started, was a small glass jar. And inside of that jar? Well, there was a small, brown otter pressed up against the glass, a red collar adorning his neck as he watched Neil sit back and get all settled in his spot...

Neil had caught the little otter a few hours earlier scrabbling around his house. And he had been spending these last hours thinking about what he would do with the micro now that he had him all sealed away...honestly, he was still thinking about it. There were just so many options with such a small and manipulable creature as this tiny otter, and it seemed like they knew that, judging from the expression that they wore - especially as Neil’s attention turned to them once more. And as a smile started to form and spread across the deer’s snout as well, all sorts of lewd and lurid thoughts floating around in his head right now even up to the very moment that he reached for the jar and picked it up!

“What to do with you...” Neil mused out loud as he turned the jar around in his hand, looking through the clear glass towards something else that had been hiding behind the jar up until now - an extra-large condom, one that was more than big enough to be a blanket to the micro it was sitting behind! Neil was still wearing clothes at this moment, at least below his waist, but there weren't a lot of pants out there that could hide everything that he was packing between his legs, and the size of rubbers that he needed were certainly evidence to that fact. For a moment, Neil seemed to freeze in place, as if he was staring through the jar and into space thinking about what to do with his little capture. Or maybe in that moment, he had found the perfect idea, and was just deciding on the specifics...it was tough for the otter to tell in the moment~

Neil set the jar down a few seconds later, his free hand now reaching for the remote and putting on a movie. The movie didn't really matter; it was just background noise, something to occupy his eyes and his ears while he focused on something else. That something else being his other hand reaching into his pants, pulling them and his underwear down to his ankles so he could begin to explore his fluffy, thick sheath! The deer let out a long, relaxed sigh as he reclined against the couch, giving the otter quite a show as he fingered and played with his sheath; both just out of enjoyment for how it felt, but also to get what was hiding deep inside of said sheath to start poking out to say hello to the world! Slowly and steadily, the pink tip of Neil’s thick, somewhat tapered shaft began to greet the otter that it would certainly be interacting with in some way or another in a few minutes’ time! And, as the deer continued to play with himself, steadily acquiring more and more junk and length to play around with, he began to arrive at a choice in the matter.

“Here's the deal.” Neil said as he grabbed the jar once more, continuing to stroke and rub along his length as it protruded...and the spotted otter, a Spotter if you will, got to see just how much the deer was packing! Thing was thicker than a soda can, and even though it was easily above average length right now, Spotter got the idea that he wasn't seeing nearly all of it yet. “You're going in that condom, and we are going to see if you can manage to swim in my load~”

Spotter felt his heart skip a beat as Neil laid out his plans so plainly. Inside of a clear glass jar, there was no real way to hide how he felt, so the deer was treated to quite a show from his little toy-to-be as he went through several reactions in just a few seconds. First, pure shock at the thought, then a beet-red blush flooding his face; the otter didn't have anything going on between his legs, but that didn't mean it wasn't still obvious to see the subsequent embarrassment from that previous reaction and his vain attempts to hide said embarrassment! It was just a lovely show for the deer to indulge in as he continued to touch and arouse himself, getting to know his toy a little bit more before he went ahead and reached in...letting Spotter simmer in his own embarrassment and flustered feelings~

Eventually, Neil was ready, though. Was Spotter ready? That was still up for debate, but more importantly, it didn't have much bearing on Neil’s actions right now! The deer casually ripped open that giant condom before twisting open the mason jar that had been the otter’s home for the past hour or so, giving Spotter virtually zero time to react before he was upside down and being shaken out of glass home into someplace quite a bit different. The inside of the condom felt like a moist, slick trampoline, almost impossible for the otter to meaningfully move around inside of, especially with the fact that it was the size of a small room to him! Eventually, his weight sagged the latex enough that he had some broom to move around, though he very quickly realized that the only place he would be able to move was directly towards Neil’s shaft as the deer had slipped the opening right over his tip while Spotter was getting situated. The overpowering smell of latex and lube quickly getting a new opponent in the deer’s powerful, spiced musk as he continued to play with himself, stroking up and down his dick, growing shaft as it already began to leak quite a bit of pre into the little enclosure Spotter was trapped inside of!

“Mmmfh, just that little bit of extra weight you give feels soooo good~” Neil said as he really started to focus on his pleasure now; his shaft only continuing to grow and invade more of the condom as he started to slip more of it over himself. Gradually thrusting in and out of the rubber, slowly at first, but becoming harder and longer as Neil got more and more into this whole scenario, basically forgetting that Spotter was in the condom in the first place! The micro was trying his best to escape the probing shaft, but there was only so much condom that he could scrabble and flee to - and on top of that, everything around him was so slick that it made moving in the way he wanted an enormous dice roll. One moment he was moving backwards, the next the world had shook around him and sent him careening forward into that massive, throbbing shaft! It was hard enough to smack right into it, Spotter couldn't imagine how it would feel if he managed to land in a more sensitive spot.

So, in that sense, it was good that he wouldn't have to wonder about how that would feel for too much longer. As Neil got hornier and hornier, jerking off faster and more frantically, he eventually gasped as he felt Spotter slip right into his shaft with one powerful thrust forward! Before he could even do anything to push the micro one way or the other, his shaft had convulsed and clenched tightly, turning the tiny otter into an even tinier and non-descript bulge in the belly of his cock. He could DEFINITELY feel the micro’s panicked wiggles now that he was all packed away inside there, though. Spotter himself was shocked and confused for a very brief moment, before quickly realizing that what he was trying to avoid had transpired, and so quickly as well...he had absolutely no recourse at this point, being already halfway down Neil’s slick, musky shaft before he even had the time to realize what was going on - and his frantic movements upon said realization didn't help his case in getting ejected much! Trapped in such a tight and musky place, though, Spotter couldn't help but grind his null spot up against the squishy, slimy walls, wonderful tingling sensations spreading all throughout his body from that one spot as he did so...

“HAaahhh...not what I was thinking of, but this works out more than, hhhf, okay for me...” Neil gasped out between thrusts as he felt Spotter’s squirms sinking deeper and deeper into the meat of his shaft, far past the point of no return barring an orgasm...something the deer was now trying to avoid, just a tiny bit. He wanted to feel the otter squirming deep in his balls, in a much different pool of cum than he was originally imagining, before letting Spotter back out...if he would even let him out, honestly! Maybe it would just feel too good to let the squirmy little guy go - the only way to find out would be to send him down there~ So, the deer’s loins started to flex and clench even harder, Neil groaning and gasping breathily with each one as he felt that weight sinking deeper between his loins...until, eventually, the bottom dropped out. That bulge disappeared for a few seconds as Neil bleated in pleasure, before reappearing in one of his orbs - Neil’s balls were quite large, so it was hard to see any specific outline of the otter inside of them, but Neil could definitely *feel* that extra weight sloshing around in his sac!

“Mmfh, FUUUCkkk, welcome to the deer sauna. Try not to melt in there...or do~” Neil said as he took a moment away from his shaft, just reveling in the feeling of having something squirming inside of and weighing down his balls...it was truly an irreplicable group of sensations, one that he craved every time he got the chance to experience it. And for Spotter? Well, a sauna was a pretty apt way to describe it, if a sauna came with a pool of thick cream at the bottom for you to slop around in, adding even more thick musk and heat to the environment. And that kind of thing tended to snowball and feed into itself, until Spotter was absolutely basting in a spicy, musky cauldron inside of the deer’s balls...at least he was only metaphorically melting right now instead of physically melting this deep inside of Neil! Though, honestly, with how drippy and messy it was inside of here, especially as the deer began to move around and fidget with the little wiggles he felt from the otter so deep inside of his balls...it was kind of hard to tell the difference for Spotter. He didn't feel weak or drained yet, at least not much more so than when he was unceremoniously sluiced into the musk-filled chamber, so perhaps he would actually end up swimming in that condom after all...

Even if he wasn't in imminent risk of being digested, Spotter still needed to keep his head above the thick, sloshing batter that came up to his chest already and only seemed to rise up further as the minutes inside of here passed by! And that was quite difficult, not only because of the constant movement around him from Neil as the deer continued to get off, but also because it was pitch-black dark inside of here, leaving the otter floundering about as he tried to stay above water. It didn't help that Neil was reaching down to fondle his balls every now and again, squeezing inward to feel where the otter was - and taking away quite a bit of space in the process, submerging Spotter more than a few times...the heat and musk inside the tight, swampy chamber was only compounding as Neil continued to get off, Spotter left just hoping that the deer would be able to blow his load before he melted into it.

“Mmfh...enjoying yourself in there? I know I sure am...” Neil said as he bit his lip, continuing to reach down and play with his balls as he felt and heard just how sloshy they were...and to coax some squirms out of the micro trapped inside, of course! Just the sensation of his balls being full was great enough, but the wiggles were what was really pushing him over the edge, one hand stroking as fast as it could while the other one was dedicated to his orbs. All that movement was making the mixture that Spotter was bathing in absolutely broil and bubble, pressure increasing and pushing towards one spot in particular...it wasn't a question at this point that Neil was going to blow his load, it was more a question of if Spotter was going to survive the sheer strength of said load being blown! Neil didn't even seem particularly close at this point, honestly; but already, the tiny otter was feeling the walls squeeze inward, clenching and pushing against him, dunking and immersing the otter into the growing pool of thick cream that was collecting around him. Neil's probing fingers squeezing inward on him every now and again certainly didn't help matters much, either! All that space being gone in the blink of an eye certainly submerged him completely inside of Neil’s cum pool more than once, threatening to give him a mouthful of the creamy stuff.

Eventually, the ready dialogue from the deer all but ceased; replaced entirely with huffs and groans of pleasure and focus that only got louder and more frequent as the obvious conclusion of everything that he was doing came to its head. Spotter was really just focused on keeping his head above the rising tide of cum at this point, though so much of the salty cream had gotten into his mouth that it felt very futile at points...he had almost gotten used to the rhythmic, if extremely fast, motions of Neil’s masturbation, so when everything stopped for a split-second as the deer cried out in orgasm, it felt like the otter’s heart had gone and skipped a beat! That feeling also came from the immense pressure that suddenly collapsed inward on the micro as he was quickly and rather forcefully shoved back towards the exit of Neil's roiling, raucous balls, thankfully still in one piece, though certainly not feeling like that in the moment with how hard he was being blasted back out into the outside world...or, more accurately, that stretchy rubber that the deer still had wrapped firmly around his cock somehow! Neil still had enough sense in the moment to pinch that condom around the base of his shaft as the waves of thick, fresh deer jizz begin to blast and splat against the stretchy walls of the condom...soon leaving it sagging and heavy, each splurt of Neil’s load distending it out in a comical fashion before dribbling down and collecting in a big pool near the bottom, where the thick rubber was sagging in quite the eye-catching fashion.

And of course, Spotter was in one of those thick spurts, sent blasting against the walls of the rubber like every other shot. Normally, that level of acceleration and impact would be rather dangerous, but thankfully, the micro had a fair bit of insulation around him to absorb most of the impact as he splattered up against the stretchy rubber, finding a precious moment to take a breath without it being full of deer cum before he was plunged back into a thick pool of the stuff. Dazed and loopy, but ultimately fine, as Neil would soon come to see after recovering from his own orgasm - though, the otter was still more than a bit drunk on the intense musk he had just been swimming in for the past...ten minutes? 15 minutes? Neither of them really had a good conception of time at this point, honestly~

“...hwoofh.~” Neil sighed out a good 30 seconds after the last dribble of his load seeped out of the head of his shaft, finally letting go of his cock and watching as the condom at the end of it oozed and sagged down with gravity. “Doing all right in there, little guy?~” Neil said as he shook his dick around a little bit, watching how the load inside bubbled and sloshed around...and eventually seeing the tiny otter come to the surface, catching what little musky breath he could as he finally managed to keep himself above the water line now that things had mostly calmed down! It was hard to read the micro 's expression through the layer of latex, but he could still see quite the flummoxed blush on the otter's snout, that was for sure...

After a few minutes of catching his breath, Neil slid the tip of his dick out of the condom, pinching the tip once more while he headed to the bathroom to dump its contents out and wash the little guy off. He had kind of developed a soft spot for Spotter throughout all of this, despite the carnival he had just put the micro through...so, maybe, once the cleanup was done, he would keep the tiny otter around. If nothing else, he could think of quite a few other kinky things to do with the micro while he had them...~