Control Issues
"you saying you gonna go dark jak when you get into it?" "no! i mean... sometimes, yeah." sig laughed. "that must be a show-stopper." "_yeah_," jak said, more than a little bitter. "not that i've even gotten that far with anyone."
Jak Metal Head TF
dark jak, light jak, whatever: eco had a smell to it, sharp and vivid, almost dizzyingly potent as some sealed vents opened with a clatter.
Jak & Daxter: Safety - Chapter Six
Even shifting to dark jak hadn't been enough back in the mine. he had fought harder than ever, given the challenge his absolute all, and what had he gotten to show for it? he'd almost gotten himself killed.
Jak & Daxter: Safety - Chapter One
Shaking his head and blinking in the renewed darkness, jak touched his forehead, then froze. he was covered in something, something soft, smooth, and familiar. he glanced down at a pair of fuzzy orange paws.
Troop Morale
Being screwed by that big cock when he was in ottsel form or reamed by dark jak when he was feeling especially horny.
Raising Morale
Either he stuck with jak and got fucked raw and primal by jak, or even dark jak, or he let jinx take him and got reamed by that awesomely thick cock of his. or... he could be a naughty little ottsel and mess with jinx's head. "i dunno..."