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The sight of his house down the road was a relief to Colin, the tox tired after a long day. He also didn't like to walk alone in the dark, since you'd never knew if there were some punks out to cause trouble. He walked on silently under the glow of the streetlamps. The sun was long gone below the horizon despite it only being quarter past six most likely due to the fact that it was winter. After serring his eyes on his home Colin noticed something that wasn't right; his bathroom light was on.

'Did I leave it on all day? I could swear I shut it off when I left the house, or did I? Gah!'

He didn't know. Colin was hardly a morning person so It was a very real possibility he left it on in his zombie like daze that day. Colin was too tired to think about it much and relegated himself to focusing on getting home, marching up his driveway and pulling his keys out, unlocking the door.

The door slowly swung open while Colin stepped into the house, shutting it behind him and flicking on the lights. The Tox looked around his house cautiously, looking for the slightest disturbance just in case he was wrong and someone was inside the house. But it didn't seem like anything was out of place, and when he walked into the living room Colin noted that all the electronics were still there. So that ruled out a robbery at the very least. Colin felt a weight lift off his shoulders while slipping off his jacket, tossing it over a chair in the kitchen and throwing himself down on the sofa. He had been worried all for nothing! The moment Colin was about to turn on the TV he heard the floors upstairs creaking, and he instantly remembered about the bathroom. Dread fell over him like a blanket. Was there someone in the house? Or was he just paranoid? He tried to brush it off, but his gut was telling him something was wrong.

"Gah! Stop being such a scaredy cat Colin. You're better than this..." He had gotten up and was pacing in the kitchen, annoyed with himself.

His instincts were telling him something was wrong, but Colin ignored the feeling and steeled himself, taking a few deep breaths and heading upstairs. He creeped down the hall quietly, towards the bathroom. The door was ajar and the light was on, which gave an unnaturally eerie vibe to the Tox. His ears twitched at a noise behind him, a hand on his face! He gasped in surprise, the harsh smell of chemicals burning his nostrils. Moments later he had collapsed.

Colin woke up slowly, groggily glancing around the room. His head hurt slightly and he couldn't move his limbs.

'Wait, what!?'

The tox mentally panicked. Suddenly alert, Colin hurriedly surveyed himself, finding that he was bound to a wooden chair in his bedroom! Upon scanning the room he noticed someone standing by the door... not just anyone, but himself at that! Was he hallucinating!? Colin stared in shock, eyeing the clone up and down. From luscious orange fur, to razor sharp teeth, to the throbbing maroon member standing proud between his legs... that was him alright. Wait a minute! Colin did a double take, eyes turning back to that throbbing red meat. This earned a chuckle from his clone, who started approaching Colin with a smug grin.

"You know... I gotta love that shocked expression you -- I mean-- I_have. It's gonna make this so much more worth it!" said the Clone-Tox, his voice dripping with amusement. The clone stopped as he stood directly in front of Colin, forcing the real tox to look up simply to meet his gaze. "By the way.. . you _may want to take in a deep breath, just saying. "

Colin gulped, concern starting to show on his face. Just as he had opened his mouth to protest , his clone hooked two fingers in his lower jaw, forcing his maw wide open. His concerns became slurred gibberish. The clone gripped his length at the base, squeezing just behind the knot while guiding himself into Colin's mouth, letting his jaw go, and grinning in satisfaction as Colin obediently relented, softly sucking on the hot knotted shaft.

"Now that's a good boy... just relax for me now.."

Colin found himself... obeying. His face flushed warmly when the realization he was enjoying himself occurred, and it was more than obvious to both parties. Colin felt a hand on the back of his head, encouraging him to go further, and he did. The Tox closing his eyes and beginning to bob his head along his clone's length. Above him Colin could hear a deep purr interrupted by the occasional groan. Hopefully, if he kept this up, he'd be able to get this over with and get some sleep, right? Colin had underestimated how much stamina - and patience- his clone really had. What must've been a half hour later his jaw was beginning to get sore, and his eyelids somewhat heavy. Despite what he was doing Colin was on the verge of passing out. His clone took notice of this, and decided to fix things his own special way.

"Falling asleep hm? Can't be having that, now can we? After all, we're hardly getting warmed up! Aint that right Colin? Know what'll wake ya right up? Some adrenaline." With those words a sinister tone seemed to enter his voice, the atmosphere of the room changing.

Colin looked up with a concerned expression on his face, meeting the gaze of his clone, only to be greeted with a malicious grin. He felt two hands on the back of his head, shoving him down on that throbbing, wine red member. His throat spasmed violently and his lungs burned for air, causing his adrenaline to spike. His chair teetered dangerously forward while his clone began to hump freely at his face, giving him hardly any time to suck in a breath. The bulbous knot began to grind at his lips and began to panic some.

It seemed that his clone could sense the Tox's panicked state, reassuring him he wouldn't be permanently harmed. With a grunt and some extra rough grinding, Clone-Tox managed to just barely cram his knot into Colin's maw. Now the real fun began...