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Hopper's hand moved furiously, globs of precum generously pouring from his cock as his breathing grew erratic. He was nearing a climax at the mere thought of Mint, the borrower biting his lip as little moans escaped him.

Earlier...

Hopper had awoken to find Mint already gone, the borrower's ears drooping. He was usually up in time to catch Mint before he ran off on his patrol, or at the very least he'd wake up to Mint's movement in the morning, but it would seem he'd slept through it.

He gave a melancholy sigh as he got out of the little matchbox bed Mint had fashioned for Hopper on his nightstand, stretching the the sleepiness away and glancing about the room. To his surprise, he found a box awaiting him at the foot of his bed. Quickly scampering over to it, he discovered a note atop the box which read:

"Sorry, had to leave early. Put this on and wait for me to get home. I'll make it up to you. -M"

Hopper's heart fluttered at the note; Mint really had thought of him. His face warmed at the thought, before opening the box which caused his face to go from warm to burning hot. Inside the box, where Hopper had expected maybe a new doll outfit like the ones he'd loved to show Mint online, sat a green thong. Only a green thong.

Mint really wanted him to wear this...? He must have something prepared for tonight.... Those were Hopper's immediate thoughts, the borrower happily complying with Mint's note and slipping out of the clothes he'd been wearing before pulling the thong from the box. 

Hopper shimmied the thong up his legs, the straps tight around his thighs and butt, before finally pulling them up to his hips and letting go with a satisfying snap. Hopper looked down at his nearly nude form, his mind wandering at what Mint could be planning for the evening.

Meanwhile...

The dark space Mint had been stuck in was flooded with white light, with the paladin finding a familiar face on the other side staring down at him in shock and embarrassment. Mint tried to call for Hopper's attention, finding it immediately futile as the borrower seemed not to register his voice.

Mint had a conversation with Marmalade the night prior, the catboy shocked Mint had done nothing to celebrate the year he and Hopper had spent together. Despite Mint's protesting to Marmalade insisting he do something, Marmalade decided that if Mint wasn't going to do something nice for Hopper, he would. 

It was then that Marmalade cast a polymorph spell towards his companion, transforming Mint into a bite-sized thong, perfect for the rump of a little borrower back home. With another spell, Marmalade dawned Mint's visage and headed back to the green-haired man's abode to set his plans into motion. 

And now, Mint could do nothing but watch as he was pulled from the box Marmalade had left behind as he waltzed out of Mint's home, face to face with a nude Hopper as he brought Mint down to the floor. Quickly, he was pulled up off the floor and stretched over Hopper's thighs, his face quickly becoming yanked into Hopper's cock and balls as the borrower released his grip on Mint, snapping him into place.

Mint could feel Hopper's cock twitching against his face, while his butt clenched around the stringy body Mint now inhabited, the paladin utterly humiliated by his current position, although it was not unfamiliar. He'd been thrown into the role of a thong with the likes of Marmalade, Ember and even Rhys once, but never quite this literally. He wasn't even aware Marmalade's magic went so far. 

However, it was while having these thoughts that Mint noticed something prodding his face and starting to grow. The paladin quickly found himself being jabbed as Hopper's cock grew in size, the borrower's erection now stretching Mint's cloth form over it until his entire face covered Hopper's shaft as it stood at attention.

Back in Hopper's perspective...

The borrower's mind wandered to all the fun he and Mint had had over the year the two had been together, and the many long nights the spent together. He'd thought of how badly he wished Mint would have taken him along, and what it would be like if Mint wore such a thong with Hopper inside. The thought had aroused Hopper immensely, his cock rigid at the idea, with the borrower quickly jumping over to Mint's bed in excitement.

He plopped down onto the covers, pulling at the straps of his thong and inadvertently dragging Mint's face down his shaft before completely enveloping it with his balls. Hopper's hand quickly moved to his shaft, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking it slowly at first, before his speed quickened as his fantasies played through his mind.

As Mint sat there with a face full of Hopper's nuts, the borrower's other hand made sure it would involve him as well. His hand gripped his balls, and by proxy Mint, and began massaging them in his hand. Mint's face was smothered by Hopper's balls, his face being rubbed into them with increasing ferocity while their musk seeped into Mint's cloth skin.

Back in the present...

Hopper was close now, his hand now gripping the bedsheet as he edged closer and closer to completion. However, as he neared his climax, a startling realization dawned on him. If he came too hard, he might spill his seed onto Mint's bed and stain it. This panic arose in tandem with Hopper's need to bust, and so he grabbed the closest  cloth item he could to soak up the mess he was bound to make — Mint.

Mint yelped in surprise as he was yanked over Hopper's throbbing cock, with the borrower bursting not a moment sooner. With a whining moan, white, hot globs of cum shot out of Hopper's shaft and into Mint's face, scorching the paladin's skin and seeping into every part of his body. His cloth form greedily soaked up Hopper's seed as it continued to pump load after load into the paladin, the flow seemingly intent on continuing until every thread of Mint was soaked clean through.

As Hopper's climax slowly came to an end, his body collapsed onto Mint's bed as he breathed heavily, the paladin's body dripping with the borrower's seed and allowing it to seep out of him and down Hopper's shaft. The borrower looked down at the mess he'd covered himself in, rubbing Mint's face lazily along the length of his shaft as he'd hoped he could clean up the best he could, before finally resigning that he'd have to properly clean himself up.

However, that could wait. Hopper laid in the bed and continued to fantasize merrily about what Mint might possibly do to him once he got home, completely unaware the man he was dreaming about was currently drowning in the load he'd just released...