Sticky Situation (Patreon)

You found yourself stuck to the side of Rhys' toy as he poured a copious amount of lubricant over it. As Rhys began to undress, you attempted to free yourself from the side of this dildo you had so foolishly gripped onto in hopes of getting the man's attention, only to find the liquid to heavy to pull yourself out from under. It was in the midst of this attempt to free yourself that you hadn't noticed the gargantuan shadow passing over you. 

As your world went dark, you looked up to see Rhys' enormous ass looming overhead, the man spreading his cheeks apart giving you full view of his eager hole looking to take you and this toy in its entirety. Your struggles grew more frantic as his ass slowly met the tip of his toy, the boy giving a slight gasp of arousal as it prodded at him. He took in a breath and slowly began to slide down, your eyes watching his butt quickly inch its way towards you.

Rhys stopped momentarily, just above your head, muttering something beneath his breath about the size of the toy; although, everything was muddled beneath the liquid you were enveloped by that you hadn't quite caught what he said. For a brief moment, hope jumped forth in your heart that perhaps he'd decided the toy were too big for him and instead he would--

In the middle of that thought, through a whining moan, Rhys' ass came crashing down into the seat his toy was attached to, consuming you with it. In the blink of an eye, your world had become pitch black, with moving walls against your back squeezing your body into the side of this toy Rhys had chosen for the evening.

As you felt Rhys shift upwards off the toy, fear struck your heart as you realized you were no longer stuck to the side of this dildo, but inside the boy's ass, watching as your hold on the toy quickly slipped between your finger tips as you were slid up its length until it completely left your grasp. You watched as just the tip remained inside of Rhys, far too far to get a proper grasp on now, only for said tip to come barreling towards you as Rhys thrust himself down upon the toy once more.

To Rhys, he'd simply been sampling the gift he'd been sent by a certain orange tabby, but to you it was absolute hell. Battered again and again as each thrust atop the toy slid you deeper and deeper into the depths of Rhys' ass, the paladin completely unaware of your existence as he buried you deep inside himself with each bounce...