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Eva sighed contentedly as she snuggled up against Kevin's placid form. He had drifted off shortly after she finished her thorough cleaning. The second one that is. She longed to wrap herself around him again, but she would get her chance tomorrow. For now it was enough to simply lie next to him. As a matter of fact she felt like she hardly had the strength to do anything else.

She rubbed gently between her legs as she rolled over to lie up against her lover. Her vulva was back where it had always been, her cock having been absorbed shortly after she was through trying it out. The contact of her fingers was sharp on her sensitive outer lips. It didn't ignite the spark of lust that it normally did though.

Eva was at last sexually satisfied. For the moment anyway. She giggled at the thought of how much effort it had taken to finally quench her heat. Even so, she couldn't help it if a little devious or two thought wormed its way into her mind as she edged little by little into a peaceful slumber.

A cool breeze wafted across Kevin's face, gusting rhythmically, insistently every few seconds. It seemed familiar somehow. Kevin couldn't determine the source of the wind, but it was starting to make his eyes water. He put up his hand to protect his face, but he bumped into something soft and light. He opened his eyes to find his field of view mostly filled by a large green snout. The nose of which issued a steady stream of air as Eva continued snoozing. Kevin blinked and rolled over to gaze blearily at the clock.

6:57... What? He looked back to his mate, still softly breathing as she slept. There's no way that she planned that. She couldn't have just-

Kevin's frustration with how Eva could pull that off was enough to bring him to full awareness. He slipped out of bed and went to brush his teeth. He spied his razor in the bathroom, he thought of how he hadn't used it in some time. Of course he remembered the effects of Eva's drool when the mirror revealed a perfectly smooth face. It seemed that the hair on his head was the only thing that the fluid spared. He hoped that it would remain that way.

He glanced at Eva, still snoozing peacefully on her belly. Her limbs were a bit splayed out from where Kevin had disentangled himself from them. It appeared that her tail was somehow still conscious. It drifted lazily about behind her, flexing and undulating in a graceful arc over her relaxed form. Kevin couldn't help but watch, transfixed.

That tail had been such an afterthought at first. A cute little accessory to her ravishing body. Now it seemed to possess a sensuality all its own. Had it gotten longer? Kevin noticed that the tapered tip came down well past Eva's knees as it swept low over her legs. Kevin shrugged it off. Who knows? He was always noticing something new about her.

The EEE bag rustled as he walked by it towards the closet. He decided that he might as well put some of his purchases to use. He pulled out a pair of latex shorts. He didn't wear those often. They got kind of sweaty being worn all day and certain movements achieved somewhat embarrassing results. He thought of the last few days and threw caution to the wind. He had probably been desensitized to normal latex by now with the way Eva was when he wore her.

Kevin managed to slide the shorts into place just barely. They were snug, but the closeness was comforting, having slept naked he was feeling a bit overexposed. Just as he stood up he wobbled slightly as Eva leapt on him from behind. Kevin quickly regained his footing, stunned that Eva could put him off balance even for a second. She really was getting thick-skinned. Kevin observed that she wasn't near as transparent as she used to be as he twisted his head around to kiss her. Light still filtered through from behind her, but it was diffuse and hazy. He could no longer see through her head as he once had. She hung off him as he walked back into the bathroom.

"Good morning," she cooed. "Sleep well?"

"Like a sack of rocks," Kevin replied. "You looked pretty much KO'd yourself."

"Yeeeah, I had a gooood loooong rest."

Kevin noticed an unusual airy quality to her words and looked down to see the limbs that he was wrapped in deflating, sticking to his body as they did so.

"Worked through your reservations about deflating yourself I see."

"Piece of caaaaake..." She huffed. "Noooow that I knooow what the rewooooord isss..."

Her voice trailed off as her head slumped onto his shoulder, sealing itself with the rest of his garment. He had to hand it to Eva, she made for a pretty convincing shirt now that she'd had time to practice. She had smoothed a lot of the seams out and didn't look quite so much like a jello cobbler as she did the day before.

Kevin looked his outfit over in the mirror and noticed a suspicious swishing sound coming from behind him. He turned to the side and noticed another swish, and a tightening of the latex on his back. He turned further to see the base of a shimmering latex fox tail trying to curl itself around him to stay hidden. It was Eva's tail all right, though exactly what it was doing attached to his backside he couldn't say.

"Well that's inconspicuous," he remarked as the tail drifted out into open air. It waved back and forth lazily, apparently oblivious to his concern. "Seriously Eva, we've got to at least try to be discreet."

The tail gave a quick flick to each side, seeming to express indignance. Kevin watched in the mirror. It certainly did appear to be much longer than her remembered it. Not that he minded. There was a certain elegance to it that intrigued him.

"Well I suppose that you have a point there. It does look pretty good on me."

Kevin straightened up and swayed his hips a little. The tail formed sultry curves and ripples, accentuating his movements. It seemed very fluid and natural, despite the obvious imposition of being a completely new limb that he had no control over. Still, he had to get rid of it before he left. It would be entirely too difficult to explain.

"Well all right Eva," he began. "It's your choice. You can have your tail flopping around all day, or you could get a better grip on me with it."

The tail flicked and tucked between his legs as it deflated. It sealed against him forming a stripe of green over his black shorts. He easily felt the appendage's embrace through the thin latex shorts, and just barely managed to stifle his reaction to it.

"I get the feeling that I'm going to regret saying that in the near future..."

A slight squeeze let him know that he was probably right.

As the day went on, he finally found himself adjusting to Eva's strange embrace. It comforted him, and didn't wind him up as much as it did yesterday. He could hardly imagine being without it now. His being accustomed to it was probably what allowed her to get as far as she did without him noticing. In the middle of English, he felt a familiar twinge. His member had been gripped tightly by his latex undershorts all day, but now it felt different.

His shaft moved freely now, no longer plastered to his body. Yet he still had the sensation of it being coated in latex. Though he couldn't quite pin down the cause, the effect was immediately apparent. He clamped down on his instinctive reactions to the sensation to little avail. He said a brief prayer of thanks that he had managed to get a seat in the back. Though if this continued, he doubted that anything short of a brick wall would maintain his privacy.

He squirmed in his chair as his member stretched up towards his stomach, the rubbing making his arousal worse as it tried to slip past his waistline. He tugged down his shirt to cover what he could. He was startled by the bell. Apparently his struggles had made time seem to pass a bit slower than it really had.

It was time for lunch, Kevin noted; remembering, faintly, that he had forgotten to bring one. It only briefly crossed his mind as he shuffled to the bathroom. He had much bigger concerns at the moment. Standing and walking had only intensified his problem. His shaft now poked out a solid inch above his belt up into his shirt, try as he might to hitch up his pants and keep it covered. He could feel a slick wetness occasionally that ebbed as the latex around his shaft absorbed it. He locked himself in a stall and dropped his pants. He could only gape at what he saw.

The shorts he was wearing were now 100% emerald green balloon vixen. They had melded into his shirt and created a form-fitting second-skin. Entirely too form-fitting he thought. The latex covering had molded perfectly around his throbbing shaft.

"Eva!" He whispered breathlessly. "What are you- Oooh!!"

Letting his member swing out into the open air might not have been the brightest plan. Rough contractions seized him as his slick, coated member throbbed and twitched. Kevin got the impression of his cock being gripped and stroked, but he couldn't put a shape to what was doing it. He remembered that it was Eva's tail that had come forward to wrap around him. She apparently had excellent command over the appendage, and was not shy about using it.

Kevin moaned through gritted teeth as he struggled not to cry out. He felt his innards heave as his body tingled with pleasure. He knew that he couldn't stop it. That he didn't want to...

He let out a gasp just as soon as he gave into the sensations. Something gave way inside him, but rather then releasing something out, he felt a protrusion snake its way up inside. Surprise and unexpected pleasure contorted his face. He longed to scream and thrash about, but he had the presence of mind not to. The intrusion was unfamiliar, but very gentle, he could offer no resistance to it.

Even as he allowed the latex tendril to delve deeper and deeper into him, he could sense the pressure building. He should've came by now, his body heaved desperately trying to release his load. It felt like the way was open, but it was filled by the probing touch of his lover.

His innards suddenly fought to expel the intruder as it wound deeper and deeper in. Just when Kevin felt he could take it no longer, the thin streamer made its way into his balls. Kevin shuddered at the release. Nothing moved within him, but he still felt himself being drained. The warm sensation that flooded over his cock brought him to his knees despite his reservations about the questionable cleanliness of the floor.

He looked down to see some very familiar rivulets of light color working their way down his length. Eva was absorbing his load right from the source. He felt the emptiness inside him as the little tendril did its work. He was totally spent and yet the flow trickled on.

"What am I going to do with you?" Kevin whispered, dragging himself to his feet as his member finally relaxed. He felt a gentle touch skitter across his chest as he drew up his pants. "I know you're sorry. It's not that I didn't like it, it's just that a little warning would be nice."

Another gentle squeeze answered him as he left the bathroom. A few other students were hurrying to class, muttering to each other about the odd smell of the disinfectants they were using in the restroom. Kevin felt like he still needed to recover, but he hadn't the time. Psych started in five minutes. He laughed aloud at what his professor would say if he described what he was experiencing. The stodgy old man wasn't much for theory-to-practice teaching. He struck Kevin as the type that had probably never encountered someone who was actually insane. He had wondered about his own sanity a number of times in the past few days, but one of the few ideas in psychology he understood was that only the sane lie awake at night wondering if they're crazy.

Though his erection and the more provocative of the sensations in his loins subsided, the unusual presence inside his cock remained. Kevin was losing track of the things that he was getting used to now that he was adding 'self aware latex catheters' to the list. Despite that, he made it through the day all right. He didn't hear much from Eva other than the occasional twinge in his balls that let him know that she was up to something. Fat lot of good that info did him. Eva was always up to something.

Kevin was driving home before he knew it. Of all the things he was expecting, a sudden jittering sensation was not among them. His hand jumped to his chest, but he soon recognized the rattling of his cell phone in the cupholder next to him.

He sought out a good place to pull over and answer it. He didn't like talking on his phone even while driving normally. With the added threat of the things that Eva could do to him he was just asking for a shortcut into a ditch. He squinted at the small display on the front of his rather dated flip-phone.

"That's a commercial number... Hello?"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Kahler."

"De-?"

"Lady Denna."

"If you say so."

"I just wanted to let you know that we've been working diligently on that order of yours," she drawled, suggestively; as always. "You've got some very exciting stuff here."

"Of that I am quite certain." Kevin placed his free hand on his chest and felt the tight grasp of his lover comforting him.

"As are we. This is a positively tantalizing prospect you know."

"Wait... w-we?"

"Haven't gotten the stuff completely nailed down yet, but I bet we could whip up that quart you ordered by closing time tonight if we hurry."

Kevin was surprised when he felt no constriction about his ribcage. It occurred to him that Eva might not be able hear his cell phone. He thought to use the opportunity to buy himself some time before the next crisis happened, as it inevitably would.

"I'm actually thinking of picking it up tomorrow after school. I've a few things that I need to attend to tonight."

"Really? Not eager at all? That's hardly what I'd expect from you," she taunted.

Kevin felt himself slipping easily back into the sly banter he often exchanged with Lady Denna. It had been some time since they'd had a chance to match wits in a proper innuendo-off.

"Perhaps you should know better than to try to predict me."

"Oh? An ulterior motive then. Do tell..."

"Nothing more than simple conscientious shopping my dear. The last thing that I want is for you to hurry. I promised to pay top dollar and I expect the best that you have to offer."

"I should've known..."

"Quite. Perhaps you'd best leave magic to the experts and stick to chemistry or your... other pursuits."

"Well, if I'm to meet your exacting standards then I'd best get back to work. On the morrow then?"

"Counting the minutes I assure you."

Kevin shut the phone, he knew better than to let her have the last word. He felt a rather uneasy rippling across his stomach as he pulled out back into the road. Eva wasn't quite sure what was going on, but he had apparently raised her suspicions. He started fabricating suitable explanations as he drove home. It wasn't a devious act. More one borne out of self-preservation.

However, as he climbed the stairs, it appeared as though Eva had abandoned curiosity for the moment in favor of other pursuits. He wobbled and gripped the railing as her soft touches and coaxing rubs began to overwhelm him. He had worked up quite a sweat by the time that he made it to his room and began reflexively tearing his clothes off. In a flash the only covering he sported was that of his Vixen lover.

He found that the sensations that had been driving him up the wall were merely Eva's attempts to disentangle herself from him. Though parts of her were peeling off his torso, she maintained a firm grip on his cock. His muscles clamped down on the latex protuberance inside. He bent over as his muscles seized, once more stymied by the seal around his shaft.

It was stronger this time though. Much stronger. The wobbling in his legs drove him to his hands and knees. Eva's deflated shell gently unfurled onto the floor. He gasped, chest heaving and bulging outwards. His whole body seemed to revel in the sudden freedom. His shaft's encasement slid forward slightly. It was just enough to send him over the edge.

A powerful contraction seized him again. Then another, Kevin brushed up against the precipice of orgasmic bliss again and again. He couldn't help but throw his weight behind the powerful spasms. He thrust his hips forward, crying aloud as this mighty effort finally expelled the latex tendril from his cock.

Jet after jet burst forth from him. He could hear the gentle pattering of his seed against Eva's limp form splayed underneath him. He looked down and saw no evidence of that strange appendage from a moment ago on her. What he did see made him gasp anew. Thick, shining green fluid was slowly dribbling out of his cock and onto his lover's skin. The sparkling liquid spread out and quickly became indistinguishable from the normal sheen of Eva's skin.

She had changed him... inside... Kevin halfheartedly tried to be horrified or outraged, or something other than incredibly horny, but the thought left his whole body reeling. He leaned forward and expelled more of the fluid as he came again. He moaned and arched his back as he spurted his last drops onto the shimmering surface of his deflated fox.

He found out all too late that his arms were too weak to pull him out of this prone position. He collapsed forward, meeting the cool kiss of latex once again. He could feel the surface greedily soaking up his precious seed as his shaft was pressed up against it. It was the last thing he remembered before darkness closed in on him.

Kevin winced at the touch of the sun on his face. He shifted to shield his eyes and slipped suddenly. The movement jolted him to awareness. The floppy muzzle of his vixen lover met his eyes. She had reformed much as she was this morning, but remained deflated, splayed out underneath him as he lay on top of her. He had been momentarily overcome by the effort of separating from her. He wasn't even sure if he had really fallen asleep.

There was a sudden twinge of guilt in his gut for leaving her like this, and set about making it right as he hefted himself off of her. His fingers traced down her front as he gathered up her sprawling limbs. His index finger caught on something at a point around her hips. A wicked idea popped into his head when he saw where. She only seemed to know one way of making things up to him, why not give that method a try?

Kevin lowered his lips to the slit between Eva's legs and blew. The force of the air made her burgeoning form shudder with each breath. As time went on, the tremors became more pronounced and the gradually increased in length. Kevin thought that he might be overdoing it, but before he could even think to let up, Eva's head finally took shape.

Her moans and ecstatic purring let him know that she shook with pleasure at every breath. There was no way he could stop now. As she moaned out his name, he couldn't help but think how good it was to hear her voice again. She had a habit of babbling, but Kevin found that he now missed that chatter when he wore her.

Eva's outer lips clenched and rippled as she called to him again, breaking him out of his thoughts.

"Oh Kevin!" She cried. "It's all too much!"

He looked up to see Eva's swollen belly looming over him. Her stretched limbs wobbled to either side as she writhed frantically, desperately craving release. Kevin was happy to oblige, he was in the neighborhood after all. He thrust his tongue deep into her passage, fighting the taut latex that stretched around it. Eva screamed in bliss and surprise as Kevin traced his tongue around the tight hole. He gave just a gentle flick to her clit that finally set her off.

Eva's entrance clenched mightily, forcing out Kevin's probing tongue. He had thought before that nothing could surprise him. He was proven wrong when a rush of air accompanied his mate's screeching orgasm. The jet from her vagina propelled the vixen in a quick circle around the room as she writhed in ecstasy. Kevin had never seen such a ridiculous sight, and he had seen some ludicrous things these past few days. He was doubled-over laughing by the time she drifted onto the bed.

When Kevin finally stopped to breathe, he heard Eva's rather snide reply.

"I'm glad that you find my predicament amusing."

He looked up at the bed to find that she had maintained a near-normal amount of air in her body, though her ears and features sagged a bit. She looked to be a shell of herself. Kevin paused to examine his choice of words. Technically she was always a shell of herself...

"I'm sorry Eva, but sometimes I have to take a step back and marvel at how ridiculous this all is."

He saw Eva cock an eyebrow... maybe... it was hard to tell. He sat down next to her as he tried to remedy that statement.

"Okay, ridiculous is the wrong word. Well... I suppose it certainly is the right word, but it's not what I meant."

Kevin could now easily read Eva's impatience.

"Ummm... right." he stammered. "Think of it as a stronger form of unbelievable, astounding... miraculous..."

Kevin trailed off as he found his hand stroking the side of her face, delighting in the squishy, yet supple feel of her skin. He became suddenly aware, both that he was still naked and that it appeared his stamina had recovered somewhat during his brief nap. Eva placed a withered finger on his lips as he leaned in.

"I understand," she cooed. "And I would just love to have my air back but... could you do it like you did before?"

His gaze drifted southward.

"You know what I mean honey," she purred. "And don't worry, I'll think of a way to make it worth your while."

Kevin was pretty sure that she already had something in mind, but he was just as sure that he would love it. He got the vague impression that there was something he needed to talk to her about, but he soon found his nose brushing up against her netherlips and redirected his attention to more important matters.

He took the opportunity to give her a few gentle licks before he set to blowing her up again. He found that her secretions were falling more and more sweetly on his tongue as time went on. He easily sealed his lips over her slit and gently blew a smooth, warm breath into her. The whole time he was serenaded by Eva's enraptured purr as her belly rippled underneath him. He straddled her abdomen carefully, sliding atop her to get a better angle as soon as it felt like she could support his weight. He was just a hair's breadth away from returning to his ministrations when Eva's conspicuous silence drew his attention. He was just about to look back at her when he felt it. Eva's jaws snapped shut on his cock.

Kevin cycled through surprise, confusion, shock, and overwhelming lust all in the time it took him to moan in ecstasy and bury his face between Eva's legs once again. Her tongue was putting his to shame. His whole body seemed to collapse around him at the return of the loving embrace of latex around his member.

Kevin tried to cut through the fog and get back to work on his mate, but his mouth had gone just as fuzzy and unresponsive as the rest of him. He lazily dragged his tongue back and forth with all the effort he could muster. Eva didn't seem to notice the difference at first, but Kevin started to pick up on some of the subtle signals that Eva tended to use when her mouth was occupied.

Eva's arms suddenly came down and shoved Kevin's face down into her folds. Kevin was reminded that, for all its redeeming properties, latex doesn't breathe very well. Panic broke the cloud of lust that weighed him down. He managed to twist his head up and force his nose free. He desperately sucked up the sweet air as best he could. When his head stopped spinning, he actually saw nothing wrong with this position and returned to holding up his end of the bargain with new vigor.

Eva's chest heaved underneath him, and she moaned urgently through her tightly clamped jaws. She never strayed from her purpose with them though. It appeared that he was doing much better. Every once in awhile she would surprise him and break his concentration, but he tried to emulate her focus and persistence. In another situation, he would've laughed at the thought of Eva actually focusing on something. As it was, he kept his mind in the game. He even managed to force the occasional slip-up in Eva. Their goals seemed the same though. They were both trying to work though their own pleasure to maximize their partners'. It was starting to feel like a competition, though there were sure to be no losers.

Every time Eva moaned Kevin could feel it straight to the core, an enchanting, driving song that resonated in his bones and gushed pleasure throughout his body. Every time he felt it he slumped forward and delved just a little deeper into Eva's folds. They both wanted to scream in ecstasy and longing, but neither would yield from their efforts. They both teetered on the brink, every movement a joyous explosion from within.

Kevin lacked the will to fight it any longer. He felt his innards churn as his muscles worked to expel his load. He shuddered as his climax came crashing down on him. Eva seemed to sense this, as she did with just about everything, and slammed her muzzle onto his cock as deeply as she could. Kevin finally raised his head as he moaned out loud, cumming straight down Eva's throat. Eva kept her hold with surprising tenacity, draining him of every last drop.

There was an audible slurp as Eva finally released Kevin's member. She panted heavily, basking in the afterglow. Kevin was about to say something when he felt his head being forced down again. He tensed, but he was too worn out to resist. Apparently he was not done yet. He lapped at Eva's inviting folds gingerly, hoping to appease her and secure his escape. He heard her muffled squeals as he did so.

"Oh Kevin! Ahh! It so- sooooo good! I c-can't stooooop! AAAHHH!"

She was indeed insatiable. Her peak came on strong and fast, her inner walls clenching around Kevin's tongue. She tensed up suddenly, a rough shove buried Kevin's nose into Eva's passage. He felt renewed concern about his oxygen supply, but realized that there was only one way to get her to let up. He thrust forward with his tongue. More elated howls met his ears as he did so.

He could swear he felt her netherlips sliding up the sides of his face as her body trembled underneath him. Of course he could also see patches of black and purple before his eyes, so he was betting that the feeling was just a blackout coming on. Eva let up for a moment and Kevin saw his chance. He heaved his shoulders back in a frantic attempt to free himself from his suffocating prison. His arms slipped out to the sides before his head could pull up more than a few inches.

In any other situation, Kevin would've found the sling-shotting effect of Eva's springy arms hilarious. In this situation however, it bought him a one-way ticket to braindeath so he failed to grasp its whimsical nature. As his senses finally began to fail him, his tongue got the impression of breaking through some barrier. His wet lips felt a cooling touch that he recognized as air. He shoved his head forward in search of the source.

The air was thick and humid, but he sucked it in with all his might, barely clawing his way back to consciousness. He dragged his eyes open, but could see only a bleary green smear covering his entire field of view. He sucked in a few more breaths and things began to become clearer.

It was emerald green latex that surrounded him, a shade he knew all too well. His head was held fast, he couldn't tell by what, and he couldn't get his body to respond. He took another breath, trying to use his nose to stave off hyperventilating. He noticed he air's odd smell. Foreign, yet enthralling and intoxicating. The sweet aroma threatened to throw him right back into a lethargic stupor. A voice, a deep and burry rumble reverberated off the walls around him.

"My my... When you go deep you certainly don't mess around."

Kevin suddenly knew where he was, where his head was at least. He struggled to yank himself free, but his body still felt like he was lying under a ton of bricks. He managed only an ineffectual lurch, soon put down by Eva's tight grip. In fact this only resulted in him sliding further down. His head slipped completely inside Eva as her greedy sex rippled around him. He jerked his head around as it gripped his neck, trying to fight off the mollifying scent that she was filled with. His voice was the first thing to properly respond to his will.

"Eva!" He cried. "You have to stop! I can't survive in here!"

"Oh I don't think so Kevin." Came her smooth, rolling reply. "I'm having far too much fun. You see, between you and me, the thought of having you inside of me has always been so deliciously erotic..." Eva's innards rippled and tugged at him, as though the very thought drove her mad with desire. It probably did... "And since you were so... accommodating... I thought I might seize the opportunity."

"Eva! I didn't want this!" Kevin desperately panted. "I'll suffocate in here!"

"Oh Kevin," she admonished. "You know better than to think that I would let something bad happen to you."

He felt the grip tighten again. She shifted to try to concentrate his weight on her hips. Kevin mustered the last of his strength and lifted his arm up to the ring of plastic flesh surrounding his neck and tried to stretch the hole wide enough to pull his head back out. Eva chucked knowingly. She gave his elbow a quick push and his whole arm slid in alongside his neck.

"Thanks for the help," she teased. "I was wondering how I was going to get past your shoulders."

Kevin could barely discern what had happened through the fog of heady aroma and exhaustion. He slumped forward as he slowly slid down into Eva's waiting opening.

"Oh cheer up!" She chimed. "You look like such a slug honey! Come on, this will be fun! At least one part of you is enjoying it..."

Eva gently stroked Kevin's throbbing member as it slid down her chest. Kevin was suddenly aware of a number of sensations that had been lost in this bewildering haze over his mind. He realized that he was enjoying this. Really enjoying this. Muscles he thought had no strength left heaved up, expelling a drop of precum from his member.

He dully mused about how he always thought that his libido would get him into trouble. He never thought that it would get him killed though. His concerns faded somewhat as he became accepting of his fate. He noticed how odd it was to see his own cock drifting past his face. She must've had him bent over in all kinds of strange ways. No wonder he couldn't feel anything! There were much better ways to do this, why couldn't she see that? He heaved his aching back, flopping his legs over on top of Eva's. The extra weight popped his other shoulder into Eva's heavily stretched passage. He lost half of his torso to her insatiable cunny in the process.

"Hmmmooooh... Finally seeing it my way are you?" She purred as he continued to slide up into her. "Well I suppose that's a behavior to be rewarded."

She bent down and fingered his erection as it twitched needfully just inches below her swollen cunt. She could feel Kevin's gasp swell her body as he jerked in response.

"Hmmm... it's been awhile since I've had one of these down here to play with," she observed. "What is it now almost... half a day? This is certainly an opportunity I simply mustn't waste."

The walls surrounding Kevin dissolved into a layer of pure bliss. He was completely at her mercy. His squirming and writhing only egging her on, she stroked him faster and faster, determined to see his release. Kevin couldn't tell how close he was, but it must've been close enough. When she gripped his balls he heaved mightily one last time. Her grasp on his hips channeled the thrusting motions of his climax to force him still further inside. He curled up. He wasn't sure if it was out of defeat or necessity as he began to run out of room.

"Hmph," he heard. "These legs are going to be quite a bother. Such long legs and short feet... Whoever built you guys didn't think this through very well..."

It all faded into noise in the background as Kevin finally found his rest.

There was a half remembered awakening in the night. He felt the need to stretch. He was rather cramped for some reason. There was resistance from a source he didn't recognize, but soon everything seemed to fit into place and he stretched out his limbs without hindrance. He felt so calm, satisfied, like he had been waiting ages for that...

Kevin felt the impulse to wake up, but something seemed to be interfering with the motion of his eyes. Something seemed to be interfering with the motion of everything now that he thought about it. Every move he made was dragged down by some slick film he couldn't identify. Or could he?

He finally mustered enough strength to force his eyes open. He beheld a dark, distorted figment of his own room, as viewed through a bleary green filter that now clung to his face. He remembered now. Eva had slurped up his whole body into her greedy sex last night. She really couldn't ever get enough of him.

How was he even still alive? He must've used up all his air by now. He sucked in an experimental breath and felt a crisp stream of air working its way up Eva's hollow muzzle to his nose. At least she had made some nostrils for him. Odd that that would be his only thought as he pondered the snout protruding several inches from his face.

As he started to recover it was becoming increasingly apparent that the little trickle of air wasn't going to be enough to sustain him. He sucked harder, mindful of the fact that this privilege might be denied to him at any time.

"Oh don't get all freaked out like that again." Kevin felt the jaws of the muzzle before him working smoothly across his face. Eva's voice resonated loudly in the confines of her head. "You're not very cooperative when you get panicky."

Kevin would hear none of it. He didn't have time for her playfulness, he needed air! He opened his mouth and gasped. He could feel the curl of a smile on his cheeks as Eva's nostrils sealed. Her muzzle collapsed onto his face. Before Kevin could realize what just happened he had sucked it into his mouth. His chest kept expanding, as if someone were inflating a balloon down into his throat.

Kevin's mouth stretched wide as he gagged, the latex protrusion sucking deeper and deeper into his chest. He prayed that he was wrong about being suffocated again. Then just as he was giving up hope, cooling relief spread across his chest. He panted heavily, relishing in the ability to do so. He worked his tongue around as his breathing slowed. It had been coated in latex during the interim and wasn't responding as it should.

"W-what just happened?"

Kevin gasped when he heard Eva's voice come out at his attempt to speak.

"I... I sound like-"

"Well that should come as no surprise considering whose throat you're using. Urgh!"

Kevin recoiled at the bizarre sensation of his jaw being forcibly moved by its latex covering. Eva's sweet purr brought voice to his thoughts.

"This is going to take some getting used to..."

Eva hummed idly, clearly not recognizing the state of trauma that Kevin was in. He let her continue long enough to recognize the melody. It was a rather... situationally appropriate Sinatra tune. "His" voice finally cut through the song.

"What the heck did you just do to me?"

"Hmmm... nothing new really," came her reply. Kevin winced again at the odd, puppeteering sensation. "In fact you did it yourself."

"Do tell..."

"I was content having you all curled up in my belly. I had nearly fallen asleep when you got all restless. You thrashed your limbs about something awful, but somehow, everything seemed to just fall into place.

"And so now I'm wearing fox footie pajamas."

"Oh don't worry about it. I just got you all wrapped up in me like normal."

"I believe that you have quite thoroughly abolished 'normal' honey."

"Says the latex fox that's talking to himself."

"Herself."

"Whatever. I give up."

Kevin rubbed his hand- uh... hand-like mandible over his face in resignation. He clearly wasn't going to understand this anytime soon. It had taken only seconds for him to lose track of who was talking, though he supposed that meant that Eva was simply getting a bit more practiced with her ventriloquism. He was just going to have to take stock of himself and draw his own conclusions.

He considered the handpaws in front of him. His middle and ring fingers had been scrunched into a single digit. The contours of Eva's previously very shapely forepaws had been distorted to roughly match his hand. The impression it left him with was that of wearing a rather poorly-fitted glove. His hands seemed functional enough though. He flexed his fingers, watching the claws that tipped them swing and curl in response.

He wiggled his toes and found them in a similar state, though his legs were another story. The awkward stiffness told of some significant anatomical disagreements between the two of them. His toes were pointed and he couldn't seem to flatten them out. Then there was the way his knees just didn't seem to fit. He was distracted by a light tickle on the inside of his leg. Eva's tail had brushed against his knee as it sauntered back and forth between his legs. He concentrated on it, wondering if it were somehow under his purview. He thought that he saw it twitch, but there was really no discernable change in its movement.

Following the tail led his eyes to another interesting discovery. Sealed up in the latex package with him was well, his package. He could tell that he was slightly hard as he considered how his length was sandwiched between his stomach and the inside of Eva's. So if his naughty bits were there...

Kevin suddenly noticed his arm moving as the thought occurred to him. As if in answer, he felt his fingertip lightly penetrate the folds just at the base of his shaft. An odd place for that to end up, but then again, where does one draw the line of exactly what is unusual about a situation like this? His legs suddenly darted around and his head tilted back. The movements were disorganized, Eva was influencing a body that she'd had no time to get used to. He felt his gloved finger brush against the base of his shaft. He was trying to remember if he had felt something earlier. There was this subtle twinge of... something, just before-

Kevin's train of thought was quickly derailed by some less-than-subtle sensations. Eva had obviously been feeling very much the same things, if not more during the interim; if the charades she was doing with Kevin's body were any indication. She had gotten her fingers just deep enough to tempt Kevin's member. He looked down at his hand, still operating of its own accord. He decided to test a theory.

He curled his fingers upward and slowly withdrew them, only to plunge them up and in, reaching for Eva's clit. His second skin stiffened and a deep rumble rose from his throat. He was right, it was better when you weren't doing it to yourself. Of course now he had done a very dangerous thing. He had given Eva an idea.

His member slid up inside its smooth covering, beginning to tent Eva's belly as it came to full attention. Kevin's other hand came down and gently trailed up and down its length as he continued to finger Eva's opening just inches away. He let out a heavy moan, this time one that he actually willed to happen. It seemed that Eva had caught onto his train of thought. Their breathing became rather harried as they both began building the arousal of their partner.

It worked up to a point, but Kevin's experience was dulled by the double-layer effect. Eva simply couldn't get a good grip on him with his shaft plastered to his chest as it was. He had to think of a way to-

His hands bumped into eachother. His left hand, the one that Eva commanded at the moment, snuck a finger up into the top of her entrance. Instead of penetrating, it gently pulled upward, stretching out her opening. The arm stiffened and shook, Eva was overcome with sensation. Kevin took the opportunity to help her out. He tensed his muscles and found that he easily re-asserted control, which he naturally used to stretch her slit just a little bit more. Twitches and tingles rose up his chest as Eva responded to the movement.

He was thinking of where Eva might be going with this when his right hand absently wrapped around his shaft, taking advantage of her stretched opening.

"Now whose idea was that?" Came a playful purr.

Their back arched, Eva slid up and Kevin slid down just enough...

Their hands released as Kevin's member tasted the open air with an explosion of ecstasy. Sensations washed over him as his member was collared by Eva's slit from the inside. Her skin twitched in blissful contentment, which was just enough motion to get it sliding. Their peak was drawn out for the whole agonizing time that it took for their shaft to slide free.

Kevin lurched his head forward only to be stymied in- wait, what was he trying to do? The thought was pushed aside as his shaft was stroked, gently spreading that wondrous green fluid up the length. The slow, deliberate stroking motion was maddening, he tried to speed up, but he just couldn't, his muscles seemed set in their motions. She relished in her mate's desperation.

The teasing was unbearable. He frantically rubbed the folds at the base of his shaft to try to aid his release. The result was almost immediate, his muscles churned and his shaft was stroked faster and faster. Their hips bucked again and he stretched his head down as far as he could. Damnit! Why wouldn't his muzzle reach?

His curse was lost in a glorious howl as his head was thrown back against the pillow. Muscles he was unaware of pulsed around his shaft as thick ropes of seed splattered over his breasts. The echoes of their raging climax faded into the darkness of the room. That cum was positively delicious. He could practically feel it tricking down his throat as it was whisked away from the surface of her skin. Idle thoughts swirled about as sleep claimed them. Had her voice always been so deep? He always had those breasts right? Wasn't there someplace they had to be in the morning?

The bliss of climax, idle buzzing thoughts, the tingle of freshly absorbed seed, they all faded away with the quiet embrace of slumber.