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"Hey, Pa, can I talk to you for a moment?"

"Absolutely, Dr. Crenshaw." Kanang doubled back and poked his head into the crocodile's office. "What is it?"

"Mr. Pa, a group of coleagues and I are getting together this evening; I was hoping you might be able to join us at The Liason? I feel you might be able to lend some new and insightful ideas to our discussion, and I'd like them to meet you anyway."

Kanang brightened visibly. "Seriously? Of course, I'd love to! What time?"

"Would seven PM fit your schedule?"

"Absolutely!" Kanang didn't hesitate in answering; he had nothing going on that evening that couldn't be moved around for an opportunity like this. "I presume formal dress?"

"You presume correctly; to be honest, I don't like to get all dressed up like that, but my friends seem to really enjoy it, so I go along. Seven, then?"

"Seven it is! I'll be there!"

Kanang turned back down the hallway, a newfound bounce in his step as he made his way to his original destination, clipboard in hand. Dr. Crenshaw was his sponsoring doctor, and such an offer from him was only seen once in a blue moon; this meant great things for Kanang's future, and he knew it. The rest of his shift, that was all he could think about.

Upon returning home, he checked his email then jumped a quick shower. Sitting at the computer desk again always made him a little yiffy, but he really didn't have time to do anything with it this time. As he stepped out of the shower, he apologized to his member, which by this point was pointing up at him, throbbing eagerly. "Not right now, buddy; I've got plans. Maybe later."

He then rushed to his room, digging through piles of clothes to find his nice white shirt and navy blue tie. Most folks claimed black went with almost anything, but Kanang felt otherwise when it came to his own personal color; shades of blue he felt were best. He then found his old blue sport coat hiding in the very back of his closet, unused since his college graduation ceremony; dusting it off lightly, he laid it on the bed as he ran back into the bathroom to apply cologne. He wasn't that big a fan of the perfume, but it seemed almost socially unacceptable to not wear it. "It's not like I'll need it to get the ladies," he always said.

It already being half past six, he hurriedly threw on his nice blue dress pants, twirled himself into his coat, and ran out the door, highly excited and anxious. The whole way there, he kept checking his watch at red lights, making sure time hadn't sped up suddenly on him. He finally arrived at The Liason, still five minutes early; unsure of what else to do, he went on in.

"Hello and welcome to The Liason; do you have a reservation?" the matre'd inquired.

"Uh, I don't know; I was invited here by a Dr. Crenshaw?" Kanang allowed his nervousness to show through; he had never been to this restaurant or any other of its calibre before, and wasn't sure what to expect of the staff.

"Ah yes, Dr. Crenshaw, table for eight, right this way." Kanang followed, being seated at a table with four complete strangers. "Your waiter will be out as soon as the rest of the party arrives."

"So, you must be Mr. Pa," established and older-looking rabbit seated at the table. "Dr. Crenshaw has told us so much about you; I was hoping you'd be able to make it. The name's Dr. Aadams."

"Pleased to meet you." Kanang reached over the table to shake the gentleman's hand.

"I'm Dr. Livingston; Dr. Crenshaw and I went to grad school together," said a much younger female raccoon to Dr. Aadams' left. Kanang extended his hand to her as well.

"Ah, sorry I'm late everyone." Dr. Crenshaw had arrived with the remaining two colleagues, barely half a minute late. "I had to pick these two up, you know."

"Yes, yes, we know," replied Dr. Livingston. "We were just introducing ourselves to young Mr. Pa here."

"Ah, yes, of course, do continue." They did, until everyone at the table knew everyone else. Dr. Crenshaw happened to be a neurosurgeon, but the others each seemed to have their own areas of expertise. Kanang found it all fascinating; he still hadn't officially chosen a discipline, but he enjoyed getting ideas and input from others.

"Hello everyone, sorry for the wait." The waiter hurriedly walked to the table and stood behind Kanang. "My name is Baph, and I'll be your waiter this evening. Can I get you anything? Water perhaps to start out with?"

Kanang had been speaking intently with the others at the table; he didn't really think it necessary to cease discussion for too long to speak with the waiter. It was shortly thereafter, though, that he noticed an odd scent. It was oddly reminiscent of... motor oil? He turned around and gazed up at the waiter standing behind him, curious as to why he would have such a smell lingering.

"How about you, sir; what can I..." their eyes met, and it was as though the entire restaurant had been silenced. They stared at each other, unsure, not believing what they were seeing. Even then, there was no doubt in their minds: It's him. The one on the other side of the screen.

"Excuse me, uhh, Baph, was it?" Dr. Crenshaw vocally stepped in.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry; was that water all around? Okay, I'll be out with it in a few minutes." As he walked briskly back to the kitchen, he glanced behind him one last time at the dragon seated at the table, a look of mixed worry and confusion on his face.

Kanang mirrored this perfectly before returning to the doctors before him.

"Do you two know each other?" asked Dr. Crenshaw.

"Uhh, kind of; we went to the same high school I think," Kanang lied. "We just never saw much of each other. It's no big deal."

"Okay then, let's get to our discussion," began Dr. Livingston. Kanang, relieved the conversation and attention had been removed from him, joined in. He was still highly confused; How could a computerized image become real like that? Or maybe it was...

"Sorry again for the wait; here are your waters." Baph returned with a tray full of water in his claw, each glass complete with a paper coaster underneath. "Can I get anyone anything else?"

"No thanks, we're fine for now."

Baph bowed and began towards the kitchen again, but lingered slowly by their table for just a few seconds, waiting for the blue dragon to raise his glass and find his message.

Kanang had somewhat expected something like this: "Meet me in the bathroom in five minutes. -B" he read to himself. He looked up in time to see Baph begin moving again towards the kitchen swiftly.

Five minutes passed. "Excuse me, doctors; that water moved through me like a train." He forced an awkward chuckle, got up and made his way to the restroom.

Inside, he couldn't see anyone; he decided to check under the stalls, hoping the man seated by the door wouldn't notice. Sure enough, he eventually came across a pair of red scaled legs he recognized. He knocked lightly on the door. "Enter" was the reply. Kanang complied.

Once inside, he was again face to face with the spitting image of the screenpet he had taken so much joy in controlling.

"I guess this should be time for introductions," began the red one. "My name is Baph; I stumbled upon the ScreenPets site the very same night you first... controlled me."

"I'm Kanang, though a lot of folks call me by my last name Pa. I too stumbled upon that site that very night; in fact, I began controlling you as soon as it would let me."

There was an awkward silence for a minute. "So..." began Baph, "do you enjoy... controlling me?"

"Er, well... I can't deny it, I really enjoyed it." The proof, if any was needed, was in Kanang's already swelling groin. "Though, I thought I was only controlling an image, not a real being; I kinda feel bad about it now."

"Oh, don't feel too bad; I very much enjoyed it," Baph admitted, patting Kanang's shoulder in an awkward attempt to comfort him. "Just, at first, I thought it was the program controlling me, not another being. If anything, this makes me feel a lot better about it, knowing it wasn't just a chance with the program that I was controlled while shopping last time."

"Yeah, sorry about that."

"No real need to apologize; it was a lot of fun. Besides, I got to meet that cute anole."

"Heh, indeed, I really liked his thighs; that was one hot guy."

"Err, well, I didn't see him as hot; honestly, I'm not really gay, but I appreciate the male anatomy more than the female because I can relate to it better."

"... Ah. Sorry to have put you in such an unusual situation then."

"No, that's fine, as long as you enjoyed it. I did get off, after all, and it was very nice." Baph chuckled nervously. "You know, speaking of getting off, my shift is almost over; do you want to, I don't know, go do something?"

"Ahh, but I'm here with a very important... I don't think I can just..." Kanang gazed into the bright yellow eyes before him, not really eager, but there was something similar there. Was this admiration? Love, even? "You know what? I can probably meet with them at any time. Screw it, let's go to my place."

Baph contained his glee rather well. "Let me go inform my supervisor I'm leaving a little early; I'll meet you at the front door."

Kanang nodded in agreement then left the bathroom hurriedly. Before reaching the table, he began clutching his stomach.

"Everything alright, Pa?" asked Dr. Crenshaw.

"I'm sorry guys; I must have eaten some bad stuff last night or something. I'll have to catch up with you some other time."

"Aww, I'm sorry to hear that," answered Dr. Aadams. "I hope you feel better soon."

"Thanks," Kanang answered, already making his way to the door. "It's probably nothing big, but you know how it goes."

As soon as Kanang was out of sight, Dr. Crenshaw turned back to his colleagues. "Thank you all; it looks like this little rendevous worked exactly as planned."

"Ah, Kanang, there you are," Baph said upon spotting his newfound partner. "Shall we get going?"

"Where's your car? I can lead I guess, but--"

"Oh no, I don't drive to work; I only live about a block away."

"Looks like I'm driving then. Go ahead and get in."

Kanang drove back to his apartment, an obvious bulge in his evening pants, passenger in tow with a similar affliction. "So... do any other beings control you, or am I the only one who's had the pleasure?"

"No, it's just been you so far; I think the site hooks you up with one other being and leaves it at that."

"Good, that makes this a whole lot less awkward. You say you've enjoyed it so far?"

"Oh yes, quite; the tension, the extreme buildup, the unusual growth, the final awesome release..." Baph began rubbing at his crotch subconsciously, remembering everything he had been through with this.

Kanang glanced at the motion, quickly looked away, then slowly drew his eyes back to it; his own shaft was beginning to push its way out of his slit and against his pants, giving him the urge to hump into it. He resisted, as he did have to drive, but the desire was undeniable. "Indeed; I've enjoyed watching all of it, especially knowing I'm the cause of it all. Don't know why really, but it's become a big turn-on for me."

They pulled up to the apartment building and practically ran up the stairs to Kanang's apartment. Kanang flung the door open and the two of them hurried in. "Well, now that we're here, what should we do?" inquired Kanang.

"Oh, you know, I was thinking a nice game of chess followed by some parchee-- What do you think?" Baph slunk up to Kanang sultrily, brushing deliberately against his crotch as he did so.

"Wait, you want to... I thought you weren't gay."

"No, I'm not, but... I don't think we're on the same wavelength here. I'm talking about you controlling me. What did you think?"

"I thought maybe you were inviting me to... do you."

"Oh, no..." Baph looked away somewhat sorrowful. "I do like you, I really do, but I just can't go that far."

"Well, how far are you willing to go? If I'm going to control you, I don't want to overstep any personal bounds."

"Really?" There were those admiring yellow eyes again. "Well, everything so far has been okay, though I was slightly uncomfortable with last time just because someone else was involved. I guess pretty much everything I've done up until now, plus... I suppose oral with you wouldn't be too terrible, if you want."

"I'll keep that in mind for later; I certainly won't force that on you right now."

"Okay."

Kanang turned on his computer again, impatiently waited for it to boot up, and clicked on the icon when it was finally up, the whole time stripping himself of his nice clothes.

"Should I go ahead and undress?" asked Baph.

"Allow me." A mischevious grin appeared on Kanang's face as he turned to the monitor and clicked appropriately.

"Who-ooah, I got ya," replied Baph as his hands went to work on their own. First, he dropped his tux off his shoulders and held it in his hands behind his back, looking at Kanang with desire as his arms rubbed it back and forth behind him before tossing it aside. He then undid his cumberbund, gyrating his hips as he did so, and flung it to the side as well. The bowtie was a quick toss, followed by a slow steady unbuttoning of his shirt, his legs stepping closer to Kanang with each button, his hips bent to being his chest forward as it was uncovered.

By this point, Kanang had finally removed the last of his undergarments and, by the looks of things, had been eager to get started. His shaft throbbed in his lap as he teased it a bit with his fingers, watching Baph's forced strip-tease with interest.

Baph's hands ripped the shirt open upon reaching the last button, did something similar with it as he had to the coat, and tossed it to the side like everything else. All that remained were his lowers. As before in the grocery, his hips gyrated teasingly as he unbuttoned his fly and tantalizingly lowered the waist, down past his groin, then his knees, then finally his ankles, bending at the waist the whole time, his rump now gyrating in the air. As he stood up to kick the pants off, Kanang spotted the first hint of what he waited in anticipation to see - two obvious tents in Baph's briefs, the tips of both already wet with pre.

Baph chuckled lightly as he spotted Kanang's hungry eyes staring at his throbbing crotch. He had never done anything like this before for anyone, and he had to admit, it made him feel sexy, which made him even more yiffy than he already was from all the lack of control. His hips thrust forward twice, twin shafts jiggling in their joint prison, before he finally put his thumbs through the waistband and yanked them off, revealing the final bit of flesh on his body. Kanang noticably drooled slightly at the sight, his cock doing the same in his lap, twitching with need. He turned back to the computer for just a brief moment and began messing with the mouse again.

Baph looked at Kanang curiously, wondering just what the fellow Eastern had in store for him when he began to move again. First, his hips thrust just as before, followed by his legs beginning an unusual dance, not unlike the one he had done the first time this happened. The humps were in time with the dance, making it strangely beautiful and erotic all at once. Kanang was quite proud with himself for coming up with such action and began to fondle himself more determinedly now, spreading his pre along his length. Baph's own hands began to get a little busy, seeming to take an interest in the two shafts completely on their own as each took one in and stroked it once slowly but strongly. Baph moaned, the firm grasp pleasuring him immensely as the hands then slowed down, merely brushing the undersides of the twin members as he humped. His hands were completely soaked in pre by this point, both shafts almost overproducing the fluid (actually, that's exactly what they were doing thanks to Kanang) as he clenched his face in lust.

Kanang then decided to start having some real fun with the toy before him. Unbeknownst to Baph, he selected both members, hit ctrl+c, then ctrl+v directly beneath them. He looked over just in time to watch Baph howl with need as his twin cocks suddenly became quadruplets, all leaking pre at an alarming rate. He could feel his balls pulsate within him, now working immensely overtime to power four times what they were used to within the same space. The pressure was intense, and Baph whimpered as his entire groin throbbed needily. Oh, I'm nowhere near finished yet, thought Kanang as he grabbed the mouse again, his other claw now firmly grasping his twitching member and stroking it swiftly.

Baph's mind was awash again with lust, new levels of desire rising swiftly within. As he had been expecting before, all his shafts began to grow; this time, however, because the multiplication had taken him completely by surprise, he was no longer bracing himself for it and was caught off-guard by the incredible increase in need.

Kanang finally looked at Baph with pity in his eyes and had him sit down, Baph's balls visibly throbbing as he rested himself and his four immense members on them. He was panting, unable to breathe he was under so much pressure. Kanang decided to go ahead and let him climax once before he continued.

"G--aaah!" Baph's orgasm hit him hard; he had never experienced something so incredible as four simultaneous climaxes, and the sensation was amazing as each shaft spewed seed across Kanang's room. At this point, he didn't care where he was; cumming was all that mattered as he lay back, face clenched, absorbing the pleasure.

Kanang almost felt sorry for Baph at this point, thinking about just calling it quits on this particular session, but he still had one idea in mind he really wanted to try; besides, he himself had not yet orgasmed, though it was certainly close. He turned back to the computer before Baph had the chance to go soft again, right-clicked on the four selected cocks and chose "Hard." He right-clicked again, scrolled down the list until he came to what he was looking for - plug-ins. He hadn't visited the site yet to see if there were any downloadable extensions of the program, but there were already a few in the base program, and one in particular had already caught his eye. With the plug-in drop-down menu opened, Kanang selected "tentacle."

Baph whimpered as his members returned to their full stiffness, wondering what Kanang could possibly still have in store when suddenly they all seemed to lose girth. Length was still ungodly, but their width had gone down. He continued to watch as they seemed to become flacid again, though each still throbbed desperately, still over-producing precum. And, as he watched, one of the cocks rose in his lap like a charmed cobra, hovered in front of his face, then drove itself into his suddenly open maw.

Kanang chuckled at the surprise on his partner's face; he was a bit worried he wouldn't be able to control the tentacles, but that turned out not to be the case. He selected two of the other free ones and forced them into each of Baph's hands, and had the last one approach him, wrap around his own twitching cock, and pleasure it.

Baph moaned as he pleasured three of his four tenta-cocks, pressure already building up within his over-worked balls. Kanang was now making his feet knead them, as though having four dicks wasn't enough to cum. His hands stroked determinedly as the cocks drove themselves into them, desperate to climax again. Baph was at the edge, he knew, but he couldn't go over without Kanang's permission, which drove him crazy with lust, pumping wildly where and what he could, trying desperately to relieve himself.

Kanang was also on the edge, but was holding back as long as he could; he wanted to experience this forever. Eventually, however, his stamina gave out as he came all over the hungry tentacle before him. "Fine," he said as he listened to Baph moan and plead, "I'll go ahead and let you go."

Baph again roared in pleasure as all four tenta-cocks erupted, shooting seed down his throat, all over his hands and arms, and onto Kanang himself. The orgasm lasted a minute, leaving Baph speechless as he lay, soaking in the intensity of the release as it dwindled. Finally, as the torrents began to stop, he lay twitching on Kanang's floor, trying to recover from such shock. Kanang closed the tentacle plug-in, returned his members to their original size, then reduced their number back to two - he really liked that dual-cock look, regardless of Baph's original anatomy.

Finally, Baph was able to prop himself up with his arms, cum dripping off him as he picked himself up off the floor. Kanang was just finishing licking himself clean.

"Hmm, you taste pretty good. Mind if I clean you up, too?" He grinned slyly.

"I'm sorry, I still don't really feel comfortable with anyone in that manner," Baph replied. "Can I take a shower?"

"Oh, of course; sorry, I had forgotten your reservations."

"No, I should be the one apologizing; I signed up for that sex site like this. It's perfectly understandable for you to proposition me like that."

Kanang looked down at the floor, remorseful, as Baph made his way into the bathroom.

"Hey." Baph stopped and looked out the bathroom door at Kanang. "Would it be alright with you... I mean, considering the circumstances... Could I stay at your place?"

Kanang looked up and smiled. "Of course you can; you're always welcome here."

As he finished his thought, there was a knock on the door.

"What could that be?" Kanang thought aloud as he went to answer it.

When he opened the door, he found a box at the foot of it. "Now what could this be?" pondered Kanang as he closed the door, waving Baph in.

"Wait a minute," began Baph, "that seems a lot like when I first signed up for the site. There was a knock on the door, and when I opened it, all I found was a box. What's in it?"

Kanang laid it on the kitchen table and opened it swiftly. Inside, packed with packing peanuts, was what appeared to be a remote control. Deeper in the box was a note: "For your combined enjoyment. ;)"

"What the hell is this?" Kanang asked Baph rhetorically.

What I want to know is, does someone know who we are, and that we've found each other?" reasoned Baph. "That's what that note sounds like to me, anyway."

"Let's just put this away; we'll give it a try later to find out what it is," said Kanang as he placed the remote on top of his computer. "I sure hope what you're saying isn't the case."