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"Milk Chocolate"

(Contains: Male, Anthro Mouse, WAM, Quicksand, Masturbation)

By Zerr

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CONTENT WARNING: This story contains sexual themes.

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A dark, overcast night. A mouse with a backpack, containing a change of clothes, towels, and bottled water. Moonbeams shone through the clouds to faintly illuminate the dimly-lit city streets as Tyler made his way toward the factory. The young mouse, Tyler, had a secret: He had a fetish for getting messy, for sinking and wallowing in thick, gooey substances. A good friend of his worked (begrudgingly) at a chocolate factory within the city. Thinking Tyler was going to steal some chocolate, the mischievous friend told him the building's access code without a second thought.

"Everything is going perfectly," muttered Tyler to himself as he walked through the dead, quiet city. It was after midnight, so there weren't many people outside. Soon he was within the factory's parking lot, and he strode eagerly toward the back entrance. Inputting the code, he heard a few beeps and then the door was unlocked. Looking around quickly, he entered the building as inconspicuously as possible.

Tyler grinned from ear to ear as he surveyed the sprawling factory's inner sanctum. Someone had forgotten to turn off the lights, apparently, as the entire area was brightly lit despite no one being in the building but him. Enormous vats of chocolate were everywhere. Their colours ranged from milky white to deep, dark brown. Tyler was nearly trembling with anticipation.

The mouse picked a vat at random and began to scale it, climbing the ladder to the very top. There was a bit of space around the edge, which he used to seat himself and remove his clothing. He shivered as he felt the cool air against his naked body, stripping down the last of his garments and looking down into the vat. The chocolate bubbled and churned, its dark colour and texture appealing to the eye (and to the tongue as well, no doubt). Without further hesitation, the mouse grabbed the side of the platform and slowly lowered himself into the gooey mess.

The chocolate was delightfully thick, sticky, and warm, obviously being heated somehow to keep it from solidifying. Tyler let go of the side of the vat and settled in waist-deep, smiling to himself as he enjoyed the sensation of the warm confection swirling around his body. It didn't take long before he was rock-hard, the viscous chocolate a delight against his sensitive regions. Grabbing a handful, he brought it to his mouth to taste. It was the perfect sweetness.

Bringing his hand down, Tyler smeared some of the chocolate on his body as his other hand slipped further downward, coming to rest on his erect shaft, fondling his balls pleasurably before gripping his cock firmly and beginning to stroke it. "Mmm..." the mouse groaned in pleasure, his pole throbbing and leaking pre into the goop. He couldn't believe he was actually experiencing his fantasy this easily; he kept expecting something to go terribly wrong, such as someone coming in and finding him in the midst of his pleasure, but he appeared to have gotten lucky.

The mouse panted, feeling hot as he sank a little deeper into the gooey mass of sweetness. The churning, bubbling chocolate sucked him in sensually as he rocked his hips back and forth slowly, his mind hazy with pleasure. The goop worked its way up his abdomen, tickling his sides gently. Every stroke of his palm brought him closer and closer to utter bliss. His body writhing in the depths of the chocolate, he worked his way into the middle of the vat. The sticky, thick ooze gave way with some difficulty as he pulled himself deeper into it.

Moaning loudly, getting too close to hold back, Tyler jerked frantically, rubbing the chocolate all over himself. He gyrated and tensed up in response to the climax building up inside him. A few more strokes and he was driven past the edge into bliss, shuddering heavily as a thick load of hot, fresh sperm shot out of him, making the chocolate even milkier than before. His whole body was in ecstasy, the sweet, sucking ooze squeezing him in all the right places. He sighed as he released the last little bit of cum, letting go of his shaft reluctantly. That had to have been one of the best orgasms he'd ever felt.

Settling down to his chest in the ooze, Tyler relaxed in the warm, bubbling goop for a while, then decided he should probably pull himself up a bit before he sank under completely. He would stay in the caressing, hot ooze, though, as he wasn't quite done enjoying himself.

Tyler's thoughts were interrupted when he heard the door open.

The mouse's heart raced when he registered the sound, and he could bearly hear the footsteps in the building over its frenzied beating.

"Oh no," he thought, "I'm gonna get caught, and arrested!"

Trying to be utterly silent, Tyler dared not move for fear of being heard. He was hidden from view from the floor, certainly, but if whoever was walking around came up and saw him, he would most likely be in deep trouble. Not that he wasn't already: since he couldn't move, Tyler couldn't swim over to the ladder to extract himself and had no choice but to sink. This definitely wasn't good.

Tyler held his breath, listening to the footsteps coming from below. His heart was going a mile a minute. The chocolate, seeming innocuous before, now bubbled ominously as it sucked him deeper into its depths. Even despite the danger, Tyler was getting horny all over again as the perilous muck inched up his bare chest, pulling him down, caressing his most sensitive areas. He could barely resist the urge to touch himself, but he still squirmed, quietly, even though it made him sink faster. "Come on," he thought desperately, as the footsteps continued. They seemed to be approaching the door again, but he couldn't be sure.

And then, suddenly, darkness.

Whoever had come in had turned the light off when he exited. The door slammed shut and Tyler breathed a sigh of relief, his stomach in knots from the peril and the fresh arousal. Now to get to the ladder.

The mouse suddenly realized that he couldn't see where the ladder was in the darkness. Panicking, he dragged himself toward the general direction he thought it was located, all the while being massaged and squeezed by the chocolately ooze with every movement. His cock was throbbing, already messy and leaking yet another load of precum. Finally he reached the edge of the large vat, but there was no ladder.

"Oh god..." thought Tyler, frantic with panic and horniness, "I must have swam to the wrong side! No, it has to be around here! If it isn't, by the time I get to it, I'll have gone under!"

Grabbing at the sides of the vat, his fingers trailed along the slippery metal, finding nothing to grab. He writhed frantically, his struggles doing nothing, but getting him off as he pressed himself into the massaging ooze. His mind trailed off for a moment as he felt pleasure building up in him again; he was going to cum once more if he didn't get out of there soon.

Feeling around in vain, the mouse gasped as his body was racked with sensation. The muck mercilessly took control of his body, attacking him with onslaughts of pleasure. Soon he couldn't resist anymore and he groaned as a second climax was forced from his body, the thick, bubbling chocolate milking his essence from him. Not that he didn't enjoy the feeling, but the orgasm was weakening him, distracting him, making him squirm too much and drag himself down faster. Tyler was powerless to do anything but weakly struggle, searching for something to pull himself out with, or at least stop his descent.

The relentless ooze crept up his neck, swallowing Tyler greedily. He didn't have much longer before he was done for. Tyler continued clawing at the side of the vat. He should have just moved over to the ladder when the lights were on and let himself get caught. He would have been punished, but at least he wouldn't have met his doom.

The viscous, hungry goop was swallowing his chin, when he finally found the ladder!

It was difficult to pull himself up; the chocolate was thick, sticky, and didn't want to let go. Clambering up in the dark, Tyler reached the top edge of the vat, pulled himself out, and sighed thankfully. He had gotten out just in the nick of time.

Feeling around for his clothes, the mouse hastily slipped them on. He had been planning to use the company washroom to clean himself off before getting dressed, but with the lights off he would have enough trouble just finding the exit! And if the person who had just left was anywhere nearby, and saw the lights go on through the windows, Tyler would be caught after all that trouble. Making sure he had everything in his backpack, Tyler felt around for the ladder on the outside of the vat and climbed down, nearly falling (which surely would have left him with a broken neck) in the process. Once his feet felt solid ground he walked as quickly as he could in the direction of the exit. There were windows above the door, and he remembered that it was in the corner, so Tyler could make his way there without too much trouble. He bumped into things a couple of times, but thankfully didn't knock over or break anything.

Tyler grabbed the door handle and he was out of the building at last! He had hoped to have more fun in the chocolate that evening, but after what happened he wanted to get out of there for the moment. Anyway, he wasn't too perturbed, as he could always come back later. He fled into the darkness of the night, hoping no one saw him dripping with chocolate as he made his way home.

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The manager walked into his factory the next morning. Sipping a cup of coffee, he felt something sticky under his shoe and looked down. A puzzled expression appeared on his face. He never did find out the cause of those chocolatey footprints...