FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Up beat music played softly as it emanated from an old glowing jukebox in the back corner of the old bar. The place was a bit old but wasn't something that anyone could call a "dive." Rich, stained wood panels lined the walls, cold, darkened concrete floors and a flat black exposed ceiling, giving the place an air of a modern pub, designed explicitly to look older than its time. It was still fairly early in the afternoon, about 3PM on a Tuesday, so it wasn't at all common that anyone would be there, save for the occasional day-drinker. Today however, was different.

Sitting across from the bar in a large four person booth with emerald vinyl seats sat three canines. A male wolf, a male fox, and a female sheltie. The three of them were making casual conversation as they chatted about the evening news that was playing on the flat panel TV above the bar, while they waited on their fourth to arrive.

"You think he's coming?" the wolf asked as he looked down at his phone. "The dude's almost half an hour late."

"He'll be here," the fox replied with a wicked sneer. "Nobody walks away from that kinda money. Even if there is a risk tied to it."

"You guys are ridiculous..." the sheltie sighed. "You really think I'm gonna go through with this? I mean, what's even in it for me, Seez?"

"We do this, and do it right, you'll get more enjoyment out of it than you could ever imagine, Rayne. And the money, to boot!"

"If you can catch him," the wolf said with a devious chuckle.

Before Rayne could respond, her ears perked up. Someone was coming into the door. Well, they were trying to; the latch was always problematic in this building.

The door bowed and thumped a few times before finally giving and flinging. The timid little creature on the other side winced as it flew to the limits of its hinged and banged against the wall outside, adding a few more chips to the paint that already formed a nearly circular worn divot. Catching himself and shaking with concern that everyone inside would be watching him, he tried so very hard to maintain his composure as he stepped inside.

The small squirrel looked about, muttering the reminder to himself that he was looking for a male fox and his two friends and that they'd be sitting in one of the corner booths across from the bar. He meekly stepped inside and, when the ermine behind the bar looked at him with a look of curious observation, he gave a small smile and a single awkward wave as he walked down the length of the bar and, at last, spotted the three carnivores sitting together. The wolf gave a wild grin and nudged the fox, who, in turn, looked right at the squirrel and gave his most polite and inviting smile.

"Well, it seems you finally made it!" the fox beckoned, his voice saccharine and inviting.

"Y-yeah, sorry about being so late," the timid squirrel responded. "I... I went to the wrong bar first across town a-and--"

"It's no trouble at all!" the fox replied, quick to cut off any unnecessary excuses and eager to put their visitor at ease. He motioned over next to the sheltie as he slid a full glass to the empty spot. "Have a seat next to Rayne. For your trouble, the first drink is on us."

Rayne looked at him with a quiet and polite smile, her eyes seeming to go up and down his body as she... studied him. "So you're the guy huh?" she asked with a smirk. "Oliver over here already told you, but my name is Rayne."

The fox recoiled at being called by his 'official' name, his ears drooping in silent frustration as the wolf nudged him. "Ya hear that? Oliver?" he asked with a tooth smile. "The girl doesn't like it when you introduce her."

"I don't like it when you try to do stuff for me. At least, if I don't ask," she replied with a coy smile before turning her attention to the squirrel and rimming her finger around the tip of her glass. "These two are my.. associates..." she said as she cleared her throat. "Oliver Seymour, who goes by Seez... and his mate, Greg, but he goes by Moon."

"So you responded to our ad! Dell, right? You think you got what it takes?" Moon asked before downing his entire glass of beer in one gulp and noisily slamming into the table. "Hey! Can I get another one?" he yelled as he waved crassly at the obviously annoyed ermine behind the bar.

Dell hesitated for a moment, even flinching as Moon first pounded his glass against the table, then looked back to Moon and gave a half-hearted nod. "I... I think so. And... and I really need the money. My hours got cut, so..." he trailed off, looking away and rubbing his arm before quietly taking a very small sip from the pint glass, which seemed slightly too big for his smaller hands and stature.

Seez smirked, putting his elbow on the table as he leaned forward. "Well, we're all honorable folks here for an honest arrangement. If it'll help you with your rent, all the better, then, that we could all get together today! So, in celebration, we'll all drink to that, first!" The ermine had just delivered the glass for Moon. Seez lifted his glass and beckoned everyone else to do likewise. It was a bit of a stretch for the squirrel to reach his glass up to clink against theirs as Seez led the cheer. "Cheers to our new friend, Dell!" Following the clinked glasses, Moon was quick to drain his entire pint once again. Seez took a hearty gulp, while Rayne took a more moderated sip. Dell tried to drink up to quell his nerves, as small as the amount actually was compared to the much larger canids--his mother had always warned him how easily smaller species could get inebriated and just that amount was already treading those limits.

"Look'a this little guy," Moon smirked. "I bet you get drunk from a shot glass, huh?"

"Don't pick on him," Rayne sighed as she scoldingly put her hand onto the wolf's fingertips. "Dell, do you know the full scope of what we're doing here? I... I mean.. I've never done anything like this before, either, b..but--"

"But she's a natural," Seez interrupted. "She's fast, she's beautiful.. and she's made for the camera."

"Her streams get more hits than we do combined," Moon nodded. "You remember that popsicle? That shit made us twenty-five grand in the first week alone!"

"And left my fur sticky for weeks," Rayne complained. "I just.. wanna make sure you know what you're getting into, Dell."

The squirrel paused, swaying just a little as he swallowed a small mouthful of beer. His heart was beating hard, trying to talk him out of it, but he really didn't have a choice in the matter. "I... I know. Just... not a lot of choices for money, you know?" He gave a half-hearted smile, followed by another sip.

Seez smiled once again. "And it's all going to go perfectly! We'll all do our parts and walk away richer for this little venture, little buddy!"

Moon scooped a fresh pint right off the passing bartender's tray, sending the frustrated bartender scrambling to rebalance it. "No need to be so nervous!" Moon chuffed before slamming the pint down and slamming the empty glass onto the table. "You're in good hands with Rayne!" He leaned heavily onto the table, tail wagging as he looked down at the squirrel.

Rayne blushed as she pondered what they were proposing. "Guys, I dunno... What if I screw this up? Y-you know what happened with that little rabbit that you--"

"You won't!" Seez interrupted with a teasing grin. "I bet you won't even catch him."

"People are already bettin' that he'll get away," Moon nodded. "But even if you do... this stuff's perfectly safe! BioSyn safety guaranteed!"

"So was the shit you used with the rabbit, and... well... we never saw him again."

"Yeah, we did!" Moon said with a yawn as he stretched his arms behind his back, his muscles flexing as his shirt tightened against his physique, invoking the fox's tongue from his maw as he slowly licked his mouth. "Just... not the same way that he'd been before."

Seez reached into the space between him and his mate, slowly pulling a legal sized paper written with a heavily stylized font and slid it in front of the slightly inebriated squirrel. "That was a thousand-to-one occurrence! It was a Process Four elixir; shouldn'ta' been permanent. Besides, Rayne, the rabbit signed a contract," he said before slamming a pen down in front of Dell, "a damn good contract."

All eyes were on the squirrel, who, for all his fears and trepidation about what he knew he was going to do, felt significantly better about it now that he'd gotten enough liquid courage. He fumbled trying to grab the pen, missing it by several inches before closing his eyes for a few moments, taking a deep breath, and very consciously focusing on the pen. He finally managed to lift it and turned to the paper. The words were slowly swirling blurs; there was no way he'd be able to read it like this. The fox had said it would all be completely safe and, well, if it had BioSyn's backing... it had to be!

"Just sign here, here, and here," Seez added, pointing to several highlighted spots that Dell could just barely make out. The tipsy squirrel looked back to Rayne once more, smiled confidently, then placed a very sloppy, curving signature that came close for the 'De', but very quickly looped far off the line and into the legal text for the rest of his name. A similar story played out for both of his other signatures. "Eh, close enough, little guy," the fox replied as he appraised the drunken squirrel's botched handiwork. "I'm sure this'll get by Trust and Safety."

"So it's settled then.. you'll get 5 percent of the earnings, plus a $10k signing bonus... after the stream is over," Moon said with a smile. "And, who knows, maybe you'll be popular enough that we can do it a few more times!"

"If he gets that far..." Rayne replied.

"You worry too much, puppy!" Seez said with a condescending grin. "All ya gotta do is take him out before you go too far and he'll be juuuuust fiiine!"

She rolled her eyes, looking down at Dell with a sympathetic smile. "Okay, little guy, try to be careful going home alright? You and I have a big night tomorrow."

The squirrel's eyes were wide as Seez went through the numbers. It was everything he could have hoped for! And a potential for more chances? He'd be able to quit his other job outright! "I promise..." Dell slurred, looking down at his drink which had only a quarter left. "I'll be careful on m'way home. An' t'morrow, too!" He gave a confident grin, showing off his large front teeth before stumbling to his feet and nearly toppling right back over as he waved to the group and, especially, Rayne. "Can't wait t'work with you!" he said with a rather forced wink before staggering to the door. He proved rather incompetent at opening the door with his atrophied coordination and had to wait for the ermine to open it for him before stumbling on his way.

"He's got spirit behind that timid shell. Can't wait to see if he puts on a good show," Seez noted matter-of-fact.

Moon hooted and howled to the bartender for another drink. "He looks so tasty and likable, too! Should make for lots of views!"

"Tasty? Does that stuff make it so that I can.. Taste..?"

"Wait wait... you were gonna put 'im in there?" Moon asked with a chuckle as the sheltie looked away with a blush. "Suddenly that sticky fur comment makes sense!"

"It was supposed to be both," Seez said. "A chase, a bit of tongue play, and then... in he goes! She just has t'get 'im out before she cums to stop any 'risks'."

"Oh, right," Moon said. "So that's why you came like four gallons when--"

"Yeah...." Seez sighed as his ears drooped. "It.. it felt amazing, but, damn..."

"I can't believe I'm a fucking vore whore," Rayne sighed as she slumped back in her seat. "Four years as an administrative assistant hoping to make it to office manager and instead I'm doing this?"

"You see that sportscar out there?" Moon asked with a slur on his voice. "I... I.. b-bought that by fuckin' my mate in front of a computer. Y-you can.. you can do way more if you go this route, believe me."

"I just can't help but feel like we lied to him, though. I mean, the poor little squirrel was drunk as hell. He didn't even read the contract."

"That's his problem," Moon sighed as he waved for another drink.

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Dell had had a rough day. It began with a blistering headache. He hadn't gotten that drunk since his friends had pressured him to drink on his 21st birthday and the pounding in his head lasted throughout the entire morning, no matter how much water he drank. Luckily, it managed to begin dying down early in the afternoon. He checked the text Seez had sent him that morning. He needed to be to the stream site in an hour. He popped several pills to dull the pain a little and began the walk.

He checked his phone map as he arrived around thirty minutes early, then looked back at the building. He was in the right place, but it certainly wasn't what he'd expected. The house was behind a wrought iron gate, with a large, carefully manicured yard and a winding driveway to a multi-car garage. A sports car that easily would have cost four or five years of Dell's wages was parked outside.

He pressed the button beside the gate. A small light popped on and, a moment later, he heard a familiar compressed voice. He could practically hear Seez's smile. "Dell! You made it! Come on in!" With a buzz, the gate rolled aside and Dell meekly followed the perfectly level cobbled pathway to the front door. Seez was waiting there by the time that the squirrel had made his way up. "Glad you didn't back out, little buddy! C'mon, Moon and your co-star are waiting in our downstairs studio!"

The inside of the mansion was as ostentatious as its exterior, with large vaulted ceilings and elaborate woodworking on every wall, highlighted by enormous oil paintings on heavy canvas. "You ever been to the site?" Seez asked as he casually led the diminutive squirrel through the enormous home. "There's quite a bit of stuff on there... stuff you might even like, considering what you've signed up for here."

"O-once or twice..." the squirrel squeaked, blushing at the fact he'd even admitted to doing so. He'd seen, as a matter of fact, a grand total of three streams on there. Two were completely vanilla couplings with lots of foreplay and some rather amateur videography from a couple who rented time in the studio. The other was one like what they were going to do and well-produced. He couldn't help but be aroused when he'd watched it happen, as much as the very idea of doing that terrified him to the core. The 'hosts' were a mouse and her feline lover. They were clearly a couple and seemed to take a lot of joy in showing that off, even when the mouse pressed her head to the cat's... and... and then... Dell bumped into Seez as he stood holding the door to the basement for the squirrel.

"A little lost in thought there?" the fox teased, then fixed his eyes down at the squirrel's waist. "And don't think I didn't feel that." The squirrel looked down, seeing his tented pants and blushed, covering his face. The fox guffawed. "That's the most tame thing that's going to happen tonight, Dell! Hope you're ready for the dive into the deep end!"

The 'basement' wasn't anything like Dell had expected it to be. Where a dark concrete rectangle should have stood was an enormous, sprawling room broken up into sets! It was a flat out fetish based movie studio!

He walked with Seez, recognizing some of the sets as they headed toward the one that was lit toward the far end of the room, a simple, yet large area with a couch and a fake wall, leading out to what appeared to be a fake forest covered in a light dusting of snow. "Viewership was always pretty good, but when we started adding roleplay and, then, elixir based fetish play... things really took off," the tod said over his shoulder. "You recognize any of these sets? Moon and I film and direct every one of these things." Even from here, the squirrel could see Rayne, lounging back on the couch as she talked to the camera behind a very bright light, though, he couldn't quite make out what she was saying.

The squirrel, now, was more surprised than anything as he took in the sheer magnitude of this operation and listened as Seez went on to describe in detail how he and Moon and gotten started, on to their growing success. He'd seen the bedroom set during the stream with the cat and mouse that he'd watched. Somehow, though, seeing it in person wasn't a disappointment. Rather, it seemed more grand and just as real; he could practically picture the feline, with legs spread right at the center of the bed as her lover wriggled her way in...

"...So that's when we got set up on our partnership with BioSyn. Turns out that 'fucking your way to the top' can be with your mate and not the ones you're trying to impress!" He chuckled at his own joke and, on cue, Moon came over and laughed along, hugging the fox and giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Hey... Dell, right?" Moon asked. "We met at the bar yesterday, yeah?"

"Yeah, he signed up at the bar. I talked to him over email a few times, too," Seez replied. "You got everything ready?"

"Yup, she's juiced up and ready to go. She's been talking to the audience while we waited. There's almost 34k views in there!"

"Holy... wow! Y-ya know, we should do like a... a chain or... or somethin' like--"

"One thing at a time, hun," Moon interrupted with an affectionate kiss. "We gotta see how this one goes first. We're gonna have the audience vote on what they wanna see happen when she catches him."

"Oh! He's here! Hi, Dell!" Rayne called out from the couch, her tail wagging behind her as it quickly became obvious that she was a little different from the last time he'd seen her. She was dressed in a tight white tank top that did a poor job hiding her hard nipples and a pair of light pink panties that clearly showed off just how wet she'd become. "Oh my god, I'm so glad you're here! I can't take another orgasm without you inside me!" she moaned. Moon looked at her, then down at the squirrel. "It's the elixir she took." he said with a smirk. "You like the sound of that?"

The squirrel gawked at the sight of Rayne behaving so differently from the reserved, collected demeanor she had shown before, completely oblivious as Seez patted him on the back. "Given how excited the little guy was before he even got down here, I think it's a safe bet to know how he feels." He snapped his fingers to finally get the squirrel's attention. The little squirrel apparently had a hard time keeping his focus away from Rayne, as his eyes kept flitting back to the sheltie as Seez spoke. "I'd say it's high time you introduce yourself to all your new fans! Good luck!" With that, he shoved the squirrel toward the couch before he had a chance to protest.

The squirrel looked right to the camera, briefly glancing up to see the playback showing his nervous mug. His eyes drifted to the live comments, which were all talking about just how adorable he was. He forced out a smile and waved. "H-hello... u-um... everyone?"

"Dell is our wonderful volunteer for today!" Rayne added to fill the silence, wrapping her arms around the squirrel and nuzzling up against him before addressing the camera once more. "I know almost 60% of you are betting that he'll get away, but you have no idea just how badly I need him inside me!" Whether she was playing it up for the camera, or, as Moon had suggested, it was the elixir, Dell couldn't tell.

She paused for a moment as her eyes followed the chat. "Oh, you think he's gonna get away by climbing a tree huh?" she asked with a giggle, her hand leaving his shoulder as it slowly found her sex, her middle finger gently pressing into the folds of her mound as her wet panties highlighted its form. "I think... even if he tries to get away... in the end, he's gonna lose out to his own lust." She turned to him, giving him a playful lick on the side of his muzzle, then giggled. "What do you think, Dell? Will you be able to get away? Or will you... take plunge? You know what they want me to do to you, right?" Dell, unable to speak, could see the chat, scrolling almost too fast to read and seeing only glimpses of people telling her to eat him, to lick him, to suck his dick. Most of them, however, had one strange set of words that kept repeating: 'make him your cum'.

She sighed as she arched her back, her body quivering as she suppressed what looked like another near-climax before looking lustfully at the camera. It was plain to see, with her like this, why she was so popular on these streams. No wonder the 'popsicle' had made so much money for her. "Now, I have to let you all know ahead of time that Dell here is a paid vic-... uh... participant in our little game. He signed a contract, and he is here of his own free will. He can leave... ngh... any time he wants... even after we get started." The chat was filled with emotes that Dell hardly recognized. Were they memes? Or stickers relevant to Rayne's stream? He had no idea. "So, before we get started, we have two options. We can shrink him down to a little feral squirrel and let him have his fun... climbing trees and hiding from me, and... well, I would do the same... or... we can... stay the way we are and... and take him into me that way... whaddya say?"

Moments after she finished speaking, an audience poll popped up and the votes started tallying quickly between the two options. They first swayed toward 'same', then toward 'shrink', then back toward 'same', which began to take a commanding lead. All the while, Dell's heart raced as he felt one of Rayne's hands roaming his chest and he read the chat. Any prior talk of what to do with him had settled exclusively on 'make him your cum' between the emotes and memes that otherwise pervaded the chat. There was no denying what that meant. Fortunately, he could leave whenever, so... so that wasn't a concern.

"Looks like it's settled then," Rayne muttered into his ear loud enough for the audience to hear. The audience cheered and spammed a particular excited-looking emote with lots of chants of 'Bigger mess! Bigger mess!' Seez stepped into the scene and pulled the squirrel aside to forcibly disrobe him. Rayne turned back to the camera. "Looks like a lot of you are thinking big tonight! I'm sure he's already thinking about tucking himself right up in me and just letting that lust of his lead the way right to where he belongs!" Seez wasted no time tugging off his shirt and pants, though he turned Dell more than once to display him to a small side camera, which showed at the side of the stream. As the fox yanked down his pants and exposed his hard shaft to the open air, the squirrel squeaked as he realized that he was naked on display for thirty-four thousand people. He tried to speak up, but Seez shushed him and turned him sideways, squeezing his shaft as he showed it off to the crowd. "Listen, buddy, and you're going to listen closely. Don't let this thing get the better of you and ask for the show to stop when you want it to. You understand what will happen otherwise, right?" The squirrel looked up at him solemnly and nodded. "Good! Get on out into the forest set and get hiding!" He gave Dell a quick spank, then shoved him in the direction of the faux forest.

"Now...." Rayne said with a heated sigh as her hands ran all over her body. "While he's.. hiding... and.. you're watching... I'm gonna... ngh... get ready myself. He doesn't need to take any elixirs... but, as many of you are noting, if... things get... get... hot enough... well, we'll have a lot going on." She honestly didn't want that to happen. After watching from the sidelines as Seez came buckets of what had once been the rabbit that'd climbed so eagerly down his, at the time, impossibly large cock, there was almost a sense of dread to it. However, at this moment, everything was lost to her in an extreme sense of lust. She could be suggested to do anything in that moment and she'd do it, even if it meant changing forever in some normally terrible way.

With a final sigh and a muted whine, she pulled her shirt over her head, the chat erupting in a stream of emotes, memes, and objectifying compliments as she proceeded to rub her breasts, whining as she arched her back and leaned her head against the wall. "We need to get her moving or she's just gonna sit there and masturbate," Moon said under his breath to Seez as he stepped near.

"This feels... ngh... sooooo gooooood!" She gasped as her own hands fondled her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples as she whined and squirmed on the couch. The chat was loving it, but the cries to get the squirrel and make him into her mess were growing with every second.

"Come on girl, you need to get out there so that you can take that squirrel inside you," the fox said as he stepped on camera and pulled her to her feet, wasting no time to rip her panties from her body before holding them up. "Any bidders for these?" he asked with a devious smile. "They start at $400. We'll put them on the auction in a moment."

Bids started coming in by the second, along with a train of donations each in increments of $50 or $100 with a single demand in the comment section: 'Get the squirrel!' After a few wrestling tugs to get Rayne's hands away from her absolutely dripping mound, Seez got her up and, in the most sensuously suggestive way he could, rubbed over her breasts and teased down just at her outer labia as he instructed, "The crowd demands, Rayne. Go. Get. That. Squirrel!" His hands were gone in an instant and her mind, guided by the elixir, fixated on the one thing her body craved: Dell.

Dell, completely lost as to what to do, did the first thing that came to mind, which, much to his misfortune, was exactly what the chat had suggested he would do. He was already ten feet up in the tree, huddled as close as he could on the branch close to the trunk and--he hoped--concealed by the faux canopy. Curled up, he was left with little more to do than watch for Rayne's arrival and contemplate his situation. Realizing the stakes of this game he'd signed up for, while it terrified him, also had the squirrel inordinately aroused. Why did he feel that way when he should be scared out of his wits and pleading for the game to end? Not only that, but how would it end? Seez had told him that he could stop at any time, but... was that simply a matter of calling a timeout? Would they let him do that? Part of him wanted to call it off right now. This had been a huge mistake! She... she really could turn him into her cum? Why did that arouse him?

Rayne stumbled a bit as she was shoved into the fake, snow-covered forest, her breath becoming visible as large overhead generators began to pump out ice cold air, lowering the temperature for the realism of the camera. She sniffed the air, lifting her nose slightly as her already dripping fingers twitched in front of her thigh. "Deeeelll..." she sang as she slowly made her way through the fake forest, her eyes scanning the foliage as she looked for the little naked brown squirrel, her sex begging her to take him in as soon as she could possibly find him.

Dell's fur bristled as she called his name. His muscles instinctively strained to try to run, something not possible this far up a tree. That only managed to rustle the fake leaves and send the branch he was on flexing and swaying. The squirrel, at once, retreated back to curling up in his little corner and shivering with terror, hoping that the sheltie, somehow, hadn't heard him.

Rayne's ears twitched as she heard the branches. She'd... "worked" here long enough to know right where the sound had come from, but to try to go after him now would only manage to get him stuck, or cause him to climb into the floor joists. She'd seen that happen before. Instead, she took a more subtle approach, passing by the tree as she milled around, pretending to look for him in the bushes around its base. Her sex was dripping, the fluids rutting through the fur of her inner thighs as she lifted the leaves and ducked under branches. "Deellllll, come on now... don't make this hard! You're not gonna get away from me. In fact.. I don't you evenwant to get away from me," she said.

"By the way.." Seez said in an audio overlay to the viewers of the stream "For him to... get away... he only needs to make it back to the cabin before she knows he's there. If he can make it back.. he wins! And, well, what happens from there is up to him. On the other hand, if he... loses... well she can have her way with him right then and there." She wandered around a bit, listening for any sign that he might move from his place atop the tree, then leaned against it, sighing as she spread her legs and pretended to act like she was far too horny to continue to look. "Ngh.. I can't find him.. I.. I'm so horny.. I .. I neeeed him..." she cooed as her fingers again found her sex.

At the camera board, Moon found the one for the tree Dell was in and split screened the display as Rayne wandered below. Dell's half zoomed in on him as he looked down. For as afraid as he was seeing Rayne wandering so close, he rose a shaky hand and lowered it to his own rod. The crowd was loving seeing him begin to break down. Dell began stroking himself with the intention of alleviating a little of those 'troublesome' thoughts. He bit his lip and stifled his ragged breath as he began to stroke himself. Moon zoomed in to give the squirrel a full-body shot from his quivering lips down to his drooling tip. A few moments later, he spotted a $200 donation with 'lul RIP squirrel' and he flashed the donation notice up on stream for their audience to see, prompting a deluge of two dozen more similar donations and a wave of thousands of messages in the chat. A 'will he give up?' donation poll went live and, ten to one, the donations spoke what the experienced audience knew. "lul RIP squirrel," Moon muttered under his breath.

The sheltie whined, her mouth momentarily twisting into a smile as she struggled to stifle what she somehow knew was coming. She leaned off the tree, as if she was simply getting into the excitement herself, then plopped her back against it, causing it to shake. It was anchored well; the branches wouldn't break and the tree prop wouldn't fall over, but it would shake enough, she hoped, to make the squirrel make his move. "If you can hear me, audience... ngh... BioSyn... sells this elixir at... any of their licensed... dispensaries... you just... ngh! ...need--fuck!--to sign a waiver and.. its called... nguhh... it's..." Rayne's face contorted. The rational part of her mind was screaming that she'd taken too much. She'd seen this stuff before. She was trapped just below orgasm, constantly peaking before coming back down again. It made her insatiable. The only way to abate it would be to let it pass within a few hours... or.. well.. to finish the job... with someone inside of her.

"The elixir is UBCTF-4," Seez said into his microphone as a link to the BioSyn online store appeared in chat. "Remember, folks, our stars are trained professionals and are completely aware of what they're doing. They can stop this at any time, and any and all action herein is entirely voluntary."

Dell quivered on the verge of release right as he felt the tree shaking, which pulled him from his single-minded focus. His breath was coming fast and hard, his heart pounding as he realized that what he'd been doing hadn't been helping at all! In fact, his resolve felt lower than before he'd started! The tree shook again as Rayne doubled down on pleasuring herself.

Unlike the sheltie, Dell had no idea if the tree prop would stand up to the vigorous way she was shaking it, so he did the only thing he could think to do at that point. He gripped the branch hard and dropped the full weight of his body as a pendulum. His feet sailed just a little above the sheltie's ears and his tail hit her broad in the face as he swung low, building up momentum and launching himself from the tree. As impressive as his gymnastics were, though, his landing belied his inexperience. He staggered and toppled into the artificial snow before scampering to his feet to escape.

She yelped in surprise, her hands lashing out at his tail as she tried to grab onto it to no avail. "There you are!" she said with a sudden, predatory energy that almost seemed to spring from nowhere. "Come on, Dell! Give in!" she cried as she chased after him, weaving easily through the trees with a giggle as she tried to head him off before he could reach the door. Moon did everything he could to keep his cameras on the pair. He was constantly switching to chase cams high and low, mounted to foliage and brush alike as he tracked them.

It was honestly impressive how well the squirrel managed to navigate through the strange forest of fake trees that he'd found himself in, all the while his still erect member bobbing in the air as his eyes desperately searched for the cabin door. It was almost a folly, really. All he had to do was turn left and run a few feet and he'd be out of the forest and into the studio, surrounded by the sets. So why wasn't he? With every tug that gravity gave his member, with ever giggle of the sheltie that echoed through that fake forest, the reasoning was obvious. He wanted this. He wanted to be caught.

He whimpered and felt a tired, shuddering breath as the thought took hold. Was... was that really what he wanted? To let Rayne catch him and have her way with him? An instantaneous throb of his cock that was caught on camera gave the answer clearly and he slowed down to a walk, the panic in his eyes dissipating almost immediately as he turned to face backward. His heart leapt when he saw the frantic sheltie burst through the underbrush shouting his name. The camera cut back to both in the clearing. The squirrel was at a standstill and the chat had a frenzied energy at the turn of events, some lamenting that he gave up, but most shared in Rayne's frantic, manic desire to see him through to his end.

Donations were pouring in and, to fuel the craze, Seez spoke up. "Since I think we know what our little squirrel wants now, it's your chance to intervene. Will you save the squirrel for another day or have Rayne put him away?" Moon put up the donor poll: 'Vote with your money: Save Squirrel or Cum Squirrel?' The answer was an almost unanimous 'Cum Squirrel'. Seez, as happy as he was to see how close they already were to being record-breaking for the night, gave a small sigh before theatrically saying, "It's going to be a shame to see him go."

Dell's ear twitched on hearing what Seez was saying. This was deadly serious! W-was that really right? Rayne was under the influence of an elixir, that much was obvious as she stopped before him, her eyes pouring over him hungrily as her sex dripped onto the fake frozen ground below her. It didn't have to go that way. He could stop her before it went... that far... right?

"Are you.. giving up.. Dell...?" she asked. "You .. you know.. what this might mean.. r...right..? You wanna be inside me... right? I want you... inside me.. but I don't know any... thing... about... ngh...!" her mind was in a tug of war, the elixir's driving lust winning the day as she bucked against it. Would she be able to live with this? Of course! She didn't even know this guy. "Y-you'll... you'll be..." she said as her fingers again found her sex, emerging after only a second, covered in a clear, thick liquid that she quickly licked from her fingers. "You'll be that... D-do you... do you want that...?"

Seez muted his microphone, then leaned over to Moon. "I know they want her to do it but.. we're making a ton of money with this one! Wouldn't it be better to drag this out to a two-parter? The views for a follow-up will be phenomenal if we blue-ball 'em!"

Moon nodded, ready to intervene regardless with a fake massive bid to counteract the crowd's favor, but the unexpected happened. A $50,000 donation appeared. 'Half now, half when he's splattered on the camera.' Moon's jaw dropped and he pulled Seez over. Moon could see the doubt on Seez's face. He answered that doubt. "Longtime donor; never flaked on a payment. This... wow."

Seez deliberated, but, deep down, how could he turn that kind of money down? "We're going to make the donors happy," he responded firmly at last.

Dell, meanwhile, nodded to each of Rayne's questions. Yes, he was giving up. Y-yes... he knew what it meant. ...Yes... he wanted to be inside her. As she reached down and pulled back her thickly-coated fingers and asked him if... if he really wanted to be 'that'... his member throbbed hard and he fell to his knees. He wanted to run away, to even just raise his voice. He could still just say that he was done and walk away from it, but... something deep in him wanted to just hand himself over to her and he obliged.

She stepped toward him, looking down as she licked her maw and grabbed the back of his head, rubbing it soothingly before pressing his nose just shy of touching her cunt. "If this is... what... what you want... then... by all means... take it," she said with lusty, heavy breaths. She didn't press on his head or force him in any way. The next step would be taken by him, if he so chose to do it.

Dell paused right on the edge of this decision. This was his chance... he could put an end to this and ask for the game to end. His heart pounded harder than ever as his mind forced the impulse through him, urging him to escape. That impulse reached his lungs, readying him to shout his surrender and to beg for his life. As he breathed in, though, he gathered the strong, heady aroma of Rayne's need. It circled in his sinuses, short-circuiting his mind's last effort to save him from his fate. Was... was this something in the elixir? Or... or did he... did he really...? It didn't matter! It never mattered and, very soon, it might not ever matter to him again. He pressed his muzzle to her labia, kissing her sopping sex and lavishing her with his tongue in complete submission to her.

Her juices flowed freely to him, as sweet and tempting as they smelled, so too did they taste. 'I'll be made of this stuff soon...' he thought as his mind spun out of control and he began to push deeper. Rayne groaned in pleasure as she spread her legs, her body adjusting to the anticipated entry with ease thanks to the elixir that drove her to go through with this. She groaned in pleasure as her hand that had hovered on the back of his head before now pressed longingly against it. He could still stop at any time--even if he went almost all the way in! It'd take him a few minutes before he passed the point of no return. But somehow, she felt that that wasn't what he wanted to do.

Her wet, slippery, warm sex easily engulfed his muzzle, her folds and muscles easily parting, beckoning him effortlessly to press on and to push deeper into her mound as the warmth of her fluids began to soak longingly into his fur. Its warmth in the otherwise cold 'forest' was welcoming, and he felt a sense of belonging almost instantly as it began to wash over him.

"Damn... was my rabbit like that?" Seez asked as he watched the pair, his own tent forming in his pants as he recalled the little furry rabbit as he had pressed face-first into his cock so long ago. Moon looked down at his partner and smirked.

"Your body already knows the answer to that one," he chuckled.

Dell whimpered, his mind completely offline as he pressed his muzzle fully inside of Rayne. He lapped and drank up her intoxicating juices. He was compelled to fill himself with it and know how... how he'd soon taste. His hands caressed her inner thighs as he burrowed his face deeper into her; he didn't need her hand guiding him inward, but it certainly made him feel even more welcome to where he belonged.

Seez was panting and hard as he watched the feed, squirming with how much he was straining, thinking about Dell and about the bunny. Moon, to help soothe the needs of his mate, leaned over and whispered, "You have no idea how fucking hot it was watching you do that to the bunny, Seez," as he groped the fox, and prompted a moan from him just moments before he went back on the air.

"L-looks... hah... like we know how this one's going to end folks." Moon unzipped the fox's pants and began to stroke off his mate. "How about... y... you throw... mmph! ...a l-little Dell's way as a... a 'thank you' for giving us such... ah, f-fuck... a good show." The audience agreed and began sending in large-denomination 'thank you's', most accompanied by a small white 'splat' emote.

Moon continued to stroke his mate, turning one of the spare cameras toward him as he squirmed and protested. With a single button-press, a small picture in the corner of the stream showed the fox's rock hard member throbbing and drooling as the viewers watched Dell's head disappear into the sheltie's sex.

It was becoming awkward for her, her hips and even pelvis beginning to stretch to accommodate him. Somehow, he knew that she needed him to move, and worked with her as she slid down onto her bottom on the floor, spreading her legs as the previously slightly restrictive opening that'd kept his shoulders at bay was cleared. She turned him over, allowing him to push with his cock in the air, his tail eagerly flitting beneath him as his paws dug into the fake snow, causing Rayne to moan in pleasure as she was forced to brace herself against the vigor and determination that he had in committing himself to this act.

Very quickly, much of his chest disappeared inside of the sheltie as he squirmed about, his rod bobbing about excitedly and leaking in a show of the sheer erotic fixation he had on servicing Rayne with his very being. He felt her tight walls stretch to accommodate him, followed by a squeezing hug of them against him as he wriggled himself a little further in. All along the way, he panted and lapped at her passage, surrounding and filling himself even more with her essence.

Her body pleaded for more of him to be inside of her, tugging on him and creating a suction-like pull drawing him further in, even as the top of his head bumped against her cervix, momentarily halting his progress. The camera split, with one half remaining focused on the sheltie's face as the other panned downward, focusing on Rayne's spread legs and Dell's lower half as he pressed himself against the firm resistance of her cervix. His hips, tail, and prominent erection filled much of that lower view.

"L.. looks... ngh... Moon will you--"

"Nope."

"Looks like... he... he's hit her... her cervix... how long will... ngh... will that hold him back, folks?" Seez asked amid his own gasps as he tried to hold his rapidly building orgasm. Moon had made it clear that he wasn't going to stop. "It... it's just too bad there's nobody to jack off the squirrel."

"I wouldn't worry about that," Moon said with a toothy grin. "He'll soon have all the cum he'll ever need. He'll get off before she does, I'm sure of it."

Rayne's face was twisted into one of inescapable lust, her mouth open in a permanent yawn as her face, flushed with red, turned from side to side in absolute ecstasy. Inside her, her cervix was beginning to relax to the presence of the squirrel that so forcefully pushed himself onward. He was almost thrusting the air with his cock protruding proudly above him, his own fluids running down his shaft and over his balls as he lapped hungrily at hers from the inside. 'Want to be... cum... Want... to be... her cum...' his mind droned, with only a shred of his own dissent remaining, a quiet little voice in the corner weakly pleading with him to stop before it was too late.

Soon, her cervix laxed enough for his head to 'crown' inside of her and, in very short order, slip through and bring him to his shoulders inside of her. His hips and cock shifted upward, bringing his shaft to bump and press against her clit. In his desperation to pull himself inside of her, his squirming and wriggling rubbed relentlessly against her and driving her maddeningly along that orgasmic edge she couldn't yet reach.

"Just... one... one more barrier left. Once her cervix expands to his sh-sh-shoulders... there will be nothing left to... stop him..." the fox groaned, his mic picking up the slick strokes just as much as it was picking up his narration.

'Want to be... her cum... I'm gonna be... her cum... I... need ...to be... her cum...' the squirrel's mind buzzed as he squirmed the whole force of his body against the gradually laxing cervical entrance. He felt himself so close to his edge... to... to complete release. The swelling approach of orgasm brought with it the last of his resistance and lucidity. As the warmth of impending release swelled throughout his sex, he cried out, "L-let me out! I... I give up!", though, much to his misfortune, it was muffled and inaudible to all but Rayne. The elixir-afflicted sheltie was his only hope as he rode the limits of his orgasm that held with it the very last of his resistance.

Rayne's ears twitched as she felt the vibration of Dell's voice through her body. What had he said? She thought he'd said that he wanted out, but... but he was still pushing! It felt so good... She.. she had to have misunderstood him. With a gasp, she flexed her muscles, her cervix relaxing further as his shoulders slowly began to sink past, her hand desperately reaching for his quivering cock as she prepared to give him one last hand job before sending him inside. She didn't want him to be her cum, not really, but, well, in that moment, the part of her mind that was capable of stopping this was far too drowned by the driving lust that controlled her.

"Oh... s-she's... gonna give him a hand job...!" Seez said, groaning as Moon sped up and wincing as he tried desperately to hold himself back. He was so close, but... he wanted... he needed to see this happen. All she had to do was touch his cock, and the horny tod would be done.

Rayne's hand, trembling as it reached the liberally-drooling tip and encircled it, enraptured Seez and their thirty-four thousand viewers. The squirrel inside of her felt the soft caress of her pads and his frantic squirming turned to a rigid, arched back that sank him further inside of Rayne. She felt the murmured vibrations and could have sworn she heard a moan in that moment. He began to weakly buck. His mind, for all that burst of resistance and fight it gave to see him out of the sheltie and free, was no match for the raw hormonal drive to feel pleasure at the hand of the beautiful, intoxicating sheltie.

Seez began panting loudly on air, his eyes fixed on the monitor and taking in every detail. Moon's stroking prompted a long, continuous flow from him as the poor fox fought with every ounce of will to hold back the irreversible tide of orgasm. "L-looks like... like Dell's going to give his... his money shot for us, folks!"

Dell, with each buck into Rayne's stroking paw, pushed himself just a little deeper into her womb. He knew he should stop... he should still fight... but... but... His hips gyrated and his toes curled, mind growing hazy as his shaft tensed, his balls pulled taught, and he took in another glorious mouth-full of Rayne's essence. His mind became blissfully dim as, with a weak squeak and a body-wide shudder, he came. He no longer desired anything but to be Rayne's, his body going limp in submission as he throbbed in Rayne's hold.

Rayne could feel it, his hot cum mixing with the profuse fluids that the elixir was making her body produce. She gasped, her muscles momentarily tensing, sucking him rapidly deeper into her from the squirrel's shift to passivity as she squirmed, held so perpetually close to her own orgasm. "More cum to... add to mine... little squirrel..." she panted. "Y... you'll be a part of me soon..."

Seez couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing that squirrel blow his load like that pushed him right over the edge, his own cock throbbing as it pumped load after load of thick cum onto Moon's hand and onto his shaft. It was more than 'normal' for a fox his size, but he'd been on enough of these elixirs for so long, it was impossible to know was even 'normal' for him by now.

The squirrel's cock, still hard and throbbing, despite his load, was now touching Rayne's clit, his lower body barely visible as the warm embrace of her body wrapped him with its welcoming folds. Her stomach was beginning to bulge out to make room for him as her womb grew larger to accommodate his encroachment. It wouldn't be much longer now. Rayne's passage contracted around the squirrel, whose only reaction was to flex his toes. As his cock tip brushed just below Rayne's clit, he gave one final spurt downward onto the underside of his bushy tail before being drawn even deeper into the distended belly.

The chat was going wild with anticipation, spamming splat emotes, some of them with a fox emote beside them. People were calling for her, after she turned the squirrel into cum, to follow that with the fox, the wolf, anyone nearby... some were even begging to be next. Moon made a few adjustments to the framing and gave a chuckle at the influx of fox emotes. "Looks like they want you to be the next big star." He squeezed around Seez's knot, hearing that adorable yelp from his mate that only he knew how to get.

"F-fuck if that wasn't tempting after a display like that..." Seez puffed and panted, unable to break away from watching as the sheltie's body rhythmically drew in the squirrel. Only Dell's knees and the bushy expanse of his tail were left out in the open.

"Well, you're not," Moon replied definitively, leaning in and squeezing the knot a little tighter, which drew more whines and another healthy spurt from his partner. The wolf growled, "Instead, when the time's right, I'm doing you like you did that bunny." The speechless fox nodded vigorously, his eyes never leaving Rayne's lurid display for their fans.

Rayne did her best to look at the camera. This was the perfect time for her to plug the product, as she'd been told so many times. She was barely able to speak, the pressure of her belly pressing against her diaphragm as the squirrel squirmed and wriggled within her warm, moist, and welcoming body was almost more than she could stand and impeded her breath. She bucked and winced, her breathing labored and gasping as she struggled to speak. "S-so... what's go--... gonna happen now is... he... he's gonna start... getting... a little... a little softer. Once he's... com... completely inside of me... he'll be... you'll see the lumps in my belly start to... to smooth out as... as he's... converted to... to my cum. This isn't just any... ordinary transformation. This is... BioSyn's elixir. UBCTF-4. It's important that.. that you get the right one: UB--unbirth... CTF... c-cum... tf... process f-four..."

The audience, unsurprisingly, had a BioSyn logo that some of them were spamming. Others were talking about different versions, including UBCTF-1, something that a lot of people said that she should have used instead. "Now folks, you need to understand that the different formulas have different functions. Don't go getting your girlfriend UBCTF-1. You'll need a rather lengthy mental eval from a therapist before you'll be allowed to take that one. And if you get it on the black market, well... enjoy, I guess," Seez said as he looked at Moon, who had a look of worry. The fox quickly muted his mic as he saw the last of the squirrel's feet dip into Rayne's sex, following very slowly by his ever shortening tail. The wolf's knee was bobbing anxiously. "Moon... we did get the right one, right? She'll never forgive us if we didn't..."

Moon's eyes went wide for a moment. He looked back at the monitor, down to the product log, and back to the monitor for a moment before kicking his chair back and rooting through the trash bin at his feet. "You gave her Process Four, right, Moon?" The wolf didn't answer, just looked back at the monitor as the squirrel's tail slipped further inside of her and her belly slowly began to round out. "Moon! You gave her a Process Four, right? The temporary CTF formula? Answer me!"

The wolf pulled the discarded elixir bottle, looked at it for a moment, then turned back to Seez. The wolf's ears pulled back and a small whine slipped out as he saw just the tufted end of Dell's tail left outside of her greedy depths. "With all the drinking yesterday, I think I didn't understand right when you were talking about 'the risks'," Moon replied. "...I grabbed a Process One."

"W...what?" Seez yelped as his eyes grew wide. He leapt out of his char, nearly falling over as his headset tugged back by the wire that held it. "Rayne! Rayne, we gotta stop!"

The sheltie looked up at him with a lustful gaze that told him that she was barely there. "W..what? ...F-fuck... I'm so close... We're not... not stopping...!" she gasped. He whined, rushing between her legs as he forcefully tried to grab at the tiny tuft of tail, his fingers following it in as he tried to stop her and get the squirrel out!

Inside, Dell was comfortable. He could feel Rayne's heart beating and the comforting, welcoming flesh that surrounded him. He was slowly curling himself into a ball, his tail drawing in after him as he closed his eyes. 'Become cum,' he thought to himself. He could feel his mind slipping. What was so upsetting about this before? This was... wonderful. He didn't just want this, he needed this. He could hear someone yelling, but it was just an incoherent mumble; it wasn't even relevant anymore.

Seez tried desperately to grab the drenched tail tip, though, with it as slicked as it was by Rayne's bountiful fluids, it slipped right through his fingers as it pulled fully inside of her. The tod was about to reach in after Dell before Moon pulled him out of the shot and wrestled to keep his agitated mate from rushing back.

The wolf grunted as he held the squirming fox back, "Oh no, you're not! You go in there, there's only one way out and I'm not losing you!"

"But... but Dell!" Seez whined, his pupils pinpricks as he watched Rayne adjust in place, clearly lost in the lust-filled haze of UBCTF-1 as she massaged her rounding belly. The process was already underway and both the fox and wolf knew full-well there wasn't anything to be done at this point.

Moon sighed, his downcast expression a far cry from his upbeat confidence the day before. "He knew the risks, Seez... A-and it was all right there in the contract." The fox, defeated, ceased to struggle. "Head back to the booth, hun."

The squirrel felt the light press of hands against him through Rayne's belly. With each touch, he felt more at peace and as though he were right where he belonged. 'B-become cum...' echoed through his mind time and again. But... why 'become'? Wasn't... wasn't he already cum...? He'd always been meant to be Rayne's cum; always... always had been... He was where he was supposed to be. His body grew even more lax, swaying and bending freely as Rayne's hands squeezed over him.

Rayne was calmer now. Her sense of lust was still there, but she was in a pseudo-hypnotic state, massaging her belly as she looked down at it with a warm and welcoming smile. "That's right, little squirrel... soften up... just like that..." Inside, her mind was screaming, but it was not to be heard by any part of her that could control all of this.

The chat seemed to get it. Seeing the wolf and fox struggling after hearing Moon rummage through the trash, they resumed chanting 'CTF1' and splat emojis. Many were begging the fox to go back and make even more cum burst from the sheltie's sex. Donations were pouring in while others questioned the legality of it all. "R-relax, folks," Moon said as he hesitantly pulled on the headset. "You know how this works: every one of our participants signs a contract. They know what they're getting. They know that there are risks!"

Some in the chat weren't having it while some were calling Dell lucky, begging to be on the show. Others were getting banned by moderators for advertising black market UBCTF-1 elixirs. Seez eyed the nightly donation total as it climbed and contemplated the turn of events as he monitored the chat's wild excitement. He mumbled to himself, "Well, Dell, the good news is that if, by some miracle, you make it out, you're going to be rich beyond your wildest dreams... The bad news...? Well..."

Inside, Dell was in a dream-like state, his mind faltering in thrall to the whims of Rayne's womb. He wasn't becoming cum. He was cum. He had always been cum. There was nothing else. His memories began to fade as his brown fur became drenched in fluids, seeming to mix and swirl like paint as it became increasingly translucent over his slowly blurring features.

"We do this again, we make damn sure we use the right elixir..." Seez said as he muted Moon's microphone. "I'm all for climbing into your cock, b-but... I wanna be able to do it more than once."

Moon nodded. "Of course, hun... double and triple check first. We'll... ah... do that for any of Rayne's 'encores', too, if she'll--" There was a ping in Moon's headset. It was the night's big donor with another donation for $25,000: 'Sorry about the squirrel. Remember: $50k more when he splatters on the camera.' Moon showed the message to Seez and shrugged. "The show must go on."

The fox bit his thumb knuckle as he contemplated what to do and watched Rayne mush her belly down before it jiggled lazily back into place. "Yeah... 'show must go on'," he muttered back before unmuting his mic and resuming his excited narration from earlier. "Looks like Rayne's close to finishing up with tonight's star on this show no one's ever going to forget! We've had a special request along with the promise of a fifty-thousand dollar donation if Rayne gives us all an up-close view of Dell when he begins his grand finale!" The chat was eating this up and throwing money their way hand over fist, all promising to donate tenfold if the sexy fox went in, too.

Dell floated in pleasant stasis, malleable and attuned to every flex and shift Rayne made. There was no more fur, no arms or legs or tail... just the bliss of fleeting existence as the sheltie's cum, welling up and near bursting. Dell knew the pleasure Rayne felt, but, moreso, the pleasure that she was yet denied. That couldn't be allowed to stand much longer...

Rayne's calmness was quickly beginning to fade, a clear cue from previous adventures that the boys had seen that it was time to get that camera into place. Reaching over that enlarged distended belly of hers was difficult, her fingers could barely touch. She squirmed and moaned, arching her back as she began to whimper and finger herself as best as she could. "W-why don't you... come in here and... and help me?" she pleaded with a giggle as she looked at the tod that was adjusting the camera. She'd felt his fingers on her sex before. She needed him, too. Maybe after she was done with her first one, though...

Seez chuckled nervously. "Looks like she's... ah... hungry for more," he said as the chat continued to explode, demanding that the fox 'splat' along with the squirrel and the money flowing in faster than the donation tracker could handle. It turned out that Moon's little mistake had proven to be the most profitable stunt they'd pulled yet.

"I... I'm gonna...!" Rayne grunted and gasped, squirming as her fingers moved faster as they barely penetrated her sex. She could only get one finger in and had to contort herself to do that. She was going to pop any second!

Moon activated the floor dolly camera before initiating the camera fade that would put it front and center on stream for their hungry audience to see. As the transition began its crossfade, he rushed to the set and began the smooth roll over the snowy terrain and into place between Rayne's splayed legs. Her spasming belly and the splay of her sex filled the entirety of the stream, minus the small corner window tracking Rayne's face as she resumed the unending expression of dismay and blearing focus as her fingers struggled feverishly. She'd been denied this for so long, she couldn't hold back any longer. It was time to cement Dell's role in making them both true 'vore whore' stars!

Moments after Moon shifted the camera and completed the cross-fade, Rayne finally lost control, her toes curling as the most intense, most powerful orgasm she'd ever had in her life swept over her. Her body convulsed as her sex quivered, the profuse, clear mass erupting from her like a volcano, spraying not just the camera, but Moon, Seez, and some of the floor outside of the set. She came in short, quivering bursts as her screams of ecstasy shifted to an animalistic howl that seemed to last forever. At last, as her belly flattened and her breathing began to become long and labored--it was over.

The mess that had been Dell was everywhere; it looked like a barrel of thick, clear slime had exploded in the studio as it dripped from the camera into an enormous pool on the floor. "Oh... oh god... that was... that was so... that was fucking ama--... amazing," Rayne panted, her eyes tiredly wandering the studio as her senses began to return to her. "Now w-we need to find.. .where the squirrel went s-so that... so...?" She looked up at Seez, who stared down at her with his ears folded back, shaking his head softly. "Dell...? He... he got away from me, didn't he?" she asked. The chat was going wild, spamming a 'Nope' icon with 'Splat' emotes following it.

Seez saw the promised $50,000 donation come through and pressed the button to send it up on stream. The brief 'Anonymous has donated $50,000!' scrolled on screen, letters swaying just above Rayne's gaped, soaked cunt. After tonight, they were rich! Seez sighed. If Dell could see it, he would have been overjoyed.