EXPLICIT - Allergies

	“Alright, sir, here you are - you ordered the Cayenne Club, yes?” With those words, a rather peppy-looking red panda quietly places a basket filled to the brim with food in front of a rather bored-looking canine. Once that food is on the table, he immediately perks up and turns towards the red panda.
	“Well, thank you much! You mind getting me some salt and pepper when you get the chance? I don’t think there’s any over here, you know?” And with that, the canine quietly presses his elbow to the table in front of him, a smirk starting to spread its way across his face. The red panda simply smiles for a moment or two before quietly giving the canine a nod.
	“I’ll be back as soon as I can, okay?”
	“Sounds good, thank you much.” And with that, the canine turns towards his basket of food, with the red panda quietly making her leave for the time being… The canine smirks for a moment or two before reaching into that basket and grabbing its contents - a sandwich piled high with lettuce, tomato, cheese, and what looks like a rather spicy-looking stack of sliced chicken. The canine simply sits there for a moment admiring that bit of food before letting out a small sigh… Salt and Pepper would be good right about now, wouldn’t it?
	“I’m sorry to keep you waiting, here you are - salt and pepper like you asked, right?” As if on cue, the red panda quietly places both a salt and pepper grinder onto the table before standing up once again. “Please, let me know if you need anything else, alright?” And with that, she starts to make her leave once again. The canine simply smiles for a moment or two before placing his sandwich down, lifting up the top piece of bread, and placing it off to the side before taking one of those grinders in hand.
	At once, he upturns it, grabs the cap, and starts to twist the entirety of that grinder, causing dark flecks of pepper to sprinkle their way out onto his sandwich. He does the same with the salt grinder before quickly placing that piece of bread from before back onto its rightful spot before unceremoniously lifting the entire thing up and taking a bite out of its side.
	“Mmm… so goo’...” He mumbles for a moment or two to himself with his mouth full of food before practically stuffing bite after bite of that delicious sandwich into his mouth… Every so often, he reaches into the basket, grabs one of the french fries that were sitting there, and pops it into his mouth before getting back to his meal… A moment or two later, he lets out a small sigh before sitting back in his seat, his sandwich half-eaten for the moment.
	“Phew… man, this is good…” He wipes his hands on one of his napkins before popping another french fry into his mouth. After a moment or two of sitting there with his hands pressed up against his gut, he sits up and starts to make more progress.
	“How is everything, sir?” With that, the canine turns towards his right, to the red panda from before. He quietly puts down his sandwich before giving the red panda a small smile.
	“Oh, it’s awesome. Thanks for the recommendation!”
	“Well, you did say that it was your first time here, wasn’t it? I thought I’d make a good first impression, you know?” And with that, the red panda quietly starts to reach towards the canine’s basket, who quickly moves it out of her reach.
	“Hang on, now, I’m not done yet!”
	“Oop, sorry about that. Care for anything else while you’re here, or should I just leave you be for the time being?” The canine raises a brow for a moment or two before quietly crossing his arms over his chest.
	“No, not really, just the bill is fine.” And with that, the red panda gives him a small nod, and goes off without another word. With that happening, the canine sits back once again… For a moment or two, one of his hands ends up wanding towards his lap, the taut upper-thigh length shorts he was wearing feeling warm against his palm. For a moment or two, he simply sits there with his senses focussed on his hand - was he always this pent up? It had been a few days since he had done some proper “self-care”, sure, but there was no way that he was going to do things tonight, was there?
	“Gh… need to keep my mind off of everything… Orren’s probably gonna want something to do when I get home.” For a moment or two, he simply smiles at the thought of his girlfriend… Even now, he loved it when she acts like the boss… For a moment or two, a shiver rolls up his spine before his senses are brought back to what he was doing - he quickly pulls his hand away from his crotch, but hesitates at the sudden chill across his palm… “What the…?”
	He quickly looks down to his crotch before his eyes suddenly go wide at the sight of a massive wet spot on his lap! Did he end up spilling something when he was spacing out? He shakes his head at the thought of that - he had  better find a way to get out here without looking like a complete and utter idiot… With that, he starts to make his way out of his seat, making sure to grab his backpack from his side - no need to forget about classwork, after all.
	“Sir, is everything alright?” The canine’s eyes widen at the sound of the red panda’s voice from before. Almost immediately, he grabs his bag and holds it in front of himself with a slightly nervous grn affixed to his face.
	“Oh, um… everything’s fine! I was… I was just going to go look for you so I could get the bill is all!” With that, the red panda raises one of her brows before quietly holding out a small leather binder, a piece of paper sticking out from its top.
	“Ah, um… right, right, well, here you are, then. Let me know if you need anything else, yes?” With barely another word, the canine quietly takes that leather fold in his free hand, places it onto the table, and reaches into his bag before pulling out a small wallet. After folding it open and reaching inside, he pulls out a single bill and places it onto the leather binder from before.
	“Um… keep the change, yeah? I gotta get going, sorry, I’m, uh… I’m kinda late for something.” And with that, the canine starts to make his way towards the door with his bag in hand, his wallet quickly being stuffed inside before his bag is zipped up and half-slung over his shoulder. He needs to get home quick before- “Guh…!”
	For a moment or two, another shiver runs up his spine - he must be rather on edge, if nothing else. He needs to get home as fast as he could so that he could take care of everything.

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	“Hah… hah… hah…” With another shiver, he makes his way into his apartment, his hands practically shaking with need - he had nearly dropped his keys on the way in, but thankfully he had enough sense about him to keep himself together. One thing was for certain, though, and that was the fact that he was going to head straight to bed… after a little bit of fun, of course. With barely another word, he drops his bag off to the side, closes the door behind him, and lets out a small sigh before starting to make his way back towards his bedroom. Along the way, he stumbles against the walls as he starts to fling off bits of clothing from his body - he’ll clean them up later, probably.
	When he gets to his room, though, he lets out a bit of a grunt as he stumbles his way in, his thumbs hooked around his waistband - either his shorts were smaller than he remembered, or he was gaining weight, something he didn’t want to think about any time soon, of course. With barely another word, he flops onto his bed face first with a dull “thud” and a groan from the springs in his mattress. Before he can say anything, his shorts slip free from around his waist and end up being thrown across the room for him to deal with at some point in the future.
	RIght now, it was time for a little bit of self-indulgence.
	“Phew… alright… now… time for a little bit of fun.” And with that, he turns himself over onto his back, lets out a small sigh, and spreads his legs for the time being, his member sticking itself up towards the ceiling like some sort of pole - not big by any means, of course, but it certainly was something he was proud of, if nothing else. With a bit of a sigh, he presses his head back against his pillow, cups one of his hands underneath the orbs that were dangling between his legs, and wraps his soft fingers around his shaft like it was the last thing he was going to do.
	Almost immediately, he bucks his hips towards the ceiling as a bolt of pleasure shoots through his form - almost immediately, his eyes widen and he lets out a shivering moan into the air.
	“Haaahn~! Wh...What the…? I… huh… I must be more pent up than I thought.” With that, he carefully leans his head back onto his pillow, and starts to pump his length once again. It’s only a few pumps later that he ends up having to pull his hand away. “Guh… hah… what the shit…? Ugh... Just… fuck it, I need to cum....” With barely another word, he wraps his hand around his length, and starts to pump like his life depended on it. Seconds later, spurt after pearly-white spurt of cum splatters its way out of his tip before splashing onto his stomach.
	Each pump of his length causes another thick spurt of his seed to jet its way out, his mouth practically agape at the sheer pleasure that was riding its way up his spine. Before he can say anything, his length twitches and throbs before one last errant spurt splatters its way out of himself, practically coating his chest in his searing hot seed. He lets out a deep-set sigh - it might have been quick, but he certainly needed that. With barely another word, he reaches over towards the side table, grabs a handful of tissues from the box near his table lamp, and starts to clean himself up as best as he could manage. He could manage to clean things up tomorrow after class, couldn’t he?
	With barely another word, he tosses those now-soiled tissues off to the side before quietly shambling out of his bed and making his way towards the door. He makes his way out of his room, and shambles towards the front door, both locking that door and snatching up his bag from beside the door frame. With that, he quietly starts to make his way back towards his room, his bag now dangling from his arm like some sort of forgotten sack of laundry. As soon as he makes his way back into his room, he slings that back over towards the bed before flopping back down onto his sheets.
	He grumbles something incoherent, turns back over onto his back, and sits back up to spot his closed door, as well as the mirror that was reflecting his image back towards him. For a moment or two, he sits there with his brows furrowed… There was something… off about him, wasn’t there? Either it was his own lust-filled thoughts trying to intrude where they didn’t belong, or he was just ogling his own body like he was some sort of boy-toy - he was, of course, his girlfriend’s boy-toy, but that was left for the two of them to figure out at some point.
	With barely another word, he makes his way under his blanket, digs out his phone from his bag, and slides it off of his bed in front of his side table before letting out a bit of a sigh… With barely another word, he presses his thumb to his phone’s screen for a moment or two before the sound of a lock opening meets his ears. He quickly navigates his way over towards his messenger app - he wanted to talk before he hit the hay.
	‘Hey, O, you up?’ With that, he presses the small icon next to the text box, causing his message to rise up from where it was a moment ago - sent. It doesn’t take too long before his phone lets out a small “ding” sound, telling him a new message had made its way into his inbox. He quickly scrolls his way down to the most recent message.
	‘ye, im up. U ok, blu?’ A small smile starts to press itself onto his cheeks at the sight of that message - he quickly starts typing once more.
	‘Ya, just thinking about stuff is all. You wanna hang out tomorrow?’
	‘if u wanna, sure. wat u got in mind??’ For a moment or two, he sits there with his hands wrapped around his device… What was there to do around here, anyway… He could go eat with her… maybe hang out for a while... He nods after a moment or two.
	‘Movie?’
	‘o??’
	‘Ya, we could go see a movie, if you want. I heard that the new Boulder Bronson movie is kinda good.’
	‘which one, the one with the chess pieces or the one with the egyptian bullshit??’
	‘Honestly, either’s fine with me, I just wanna get outta the house.’ For a moment or two, he sits there with his phone in hand… Hopefully he could see her tomorrow - he’d been so busy with classwork within the past few days, and it was starting to wear on his sanity. He needed a day where he could just relax and hang out with his girlfriend.
	‘ok, noon?’
	‘We could grab lunch after, ye.’ With that, he smiles and presses the send button once again. This time, however, the only response he gets is a small “smiley-face” emoji.
	“It’s a date…” With that, he presses a button on the side of his phone, causing the screen to go dark once again. He quietly places it off to the side, and raises his arms above his head before letting out a deep-set yawn… That little bit of “self-care” must have taken more out of him than he had realized. With barely another word, he turns himself onto his side, reaches over to the lamp on his side table, presses the button at its base, and lets out a sigh as darkness fills the room once again - nothing but himself and his thoughts for the rest of the night.

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	“Mnnnh… ‘s too earlyyyy…” The canine lets out a bit of a grumble as he flops onto his back for the time being - light was shining through the slats of his window and he was starting to feel like he was being pulled from one of his better dreams. “Guh…” For a moment or two, he simply lays there with his pillow splayed out across his face.

	BWEEP BWEEP BWEEP-

	And with that, the canine’s hand ends up smacking against the alarm clock that was screaming for him to wake up - he certainly didn’t need for something like that to tell him when to get up, especially with how he was feeling this morning. Routines were something he’s been trying to work with, but even then, it was getting harder and harder by the day. Nevertheless, he lets out another grumbling sigh before bringing his hand to the fabric that was pressed against his face. He quickly grabs hold of it, and tosses it off to the side, causing it to land somewhere off to his right - no telling where, of course. He was still too groggy for anything like that.
	“Ugh… need to wake up… maybe… rub one out or… some...thing…?” With that, he turns his gaze towards the foot of his bed. Or, rather, the massive bulge that was poking its way out from beneath his sheets like some sort of tower of lust. With each beat of his heart, that massive amount of flesh twitches beneath that fabric, that white cloth clinging to his tip from the torrent of pre-cum gushing through the fabric.
	“Fffffuh… I… wha…?” The canine blearily opens his eyes a bit more to gaze at his massive length - something had gone wrong. Or, at the very least, something that was supposed to go right had gone wrong. For a moment or two, he simply lays there with a confused look on his face and a fire burning through his loins. Soon enough, though, he brings one of his hands to his face, grabs a hold of his cheek, and pinches himself before letting his face go - he was awake, sure enough.
	“Holy… shit…?” He blinks for a moment or two before another surge of need rumbles through his form - he needed relief. Right here, right now. With barely another thought in his head, he throws his blanket off of himself (pausing only to untangle his length from the blankets surrounding it) before wrapping his hand around his length. Almost immediately, another jolt of pleasure runs through his system - every nerve he had in his body felt like it was on fire!
	“Guh…! Gh… g...g-g-go… down, damn you…!” And with that, the canine starts to pump his length. Almost immediately, his eyes widen before pearly white cum splatters its way out of his member and nearly hits the ceiling! His back quickly arches from the sheer amount of pleasure that was rocking every single nerve in his body, spurt after spurt of pearly white fluid splattering his form like some sort of carnal fire hose.

	Glurp… Glurp… Glorp… Glorp...GLORP… GLORP…

	“Hah… hahn… hnng… ahn…” The canine’s eyes cross at that point, the sheer pleasure starting to cause his vision to blur - if he doesn’t end up crazy from all of this, then there would be something seriously wrong. With another grunt, he does his best to keep up his pace, his massive pillar of flesh twitching and shivering with each upward thrust into his hand. With each thrust, another molasses-thick spurt of pearly-white cum splatters into the air, his senses practically buzzing from the sheer pleasure. Each twitch of his member sends another wave of pleasure rocketing through his form - there was no way he was going to think straight for the next few hours at the very least.

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	“Blue? Bluebri, you alive in ‘ere or am I gonna have ta’ hunt ya’ down?” A fox girl with deep purple fur speaks out for a moment or two as she makes her way through the canine’s front door. After a moment or two of hesitation, she leans out from the front door, and tosses a small chrome-plated key into one of the nearby potted plants before making her way into the room.
“Bluebri, you better be around here or I’m gon’ stuff m’ foot so far up yer’ ass that you’ll be tastin’ my ankle in th’ back a’ yer’ throat!” He had texted her last night as a spur-of-the-moment sort of thing and was told to meet him around noon, so where in the world was he…? The fox girl lets out a grumble for a moment or two before making her way through the canine’s home.
“Blue? Bluebri!” She calls out into the various rooms of that apartment, and lets out a small sigh at the lack of an answer. With barely another word, she starts to make her way towards the canine’s room. “Bluebri, I swear, if yer’ still sleepin’ like a bump on a log…” And with that she grabs the doorknob.
“Nnngh…” The canine’s ears perk up for a moment or two at the sound of that - that was definitely him, but… it certainly didn’t sound like he was awake. She shakes her head for a moment or two before turning the knob and opening the door.
“Blue, you gotta wake the fuck is that!?” The fox girl’s eyes widen at the sight of the canine laying on his bed, his member sticking upwards toward the ceiling like some kind of spurting, fleshy spike of debauchery. She stands in the door for a moment or two more before an errant splatter of searing hot canine seed splatters against her cheek, a blush immediately burning itself onto the fox girl’s face.
“Hah… hah… hnn… nngh… c...cum… gotta… c...cum…” The canine was thrusting his hips against his hands, each hump into the air causing another splatter of cum to cake the ceiling. The fox girl simply stands there, bewildered by what she was seeing.
“I.. you… wha… BLUEBRI!” At the sound of the fox girl’s voice, the canine’s eyes widen for a moment before he jerks his head towards the door, his eyes crossed from the sheer ecstasy he was feeling at that moment.
“Hng… O-Orren… cumming… can’t… feel… legs…” A moment later, the canine ends up lolling his tongue out of his mouth before slamming his hips upward once again, his carnal tirade continuing once again. The fox girl lets out a bit of a grumble before leaning towards the door to the canine’s bedroom, shrugging off her bag, and placing it outside before leaning back into the room.
“Fuckin’... I guess this don’t mean we’re gonna go see a movie, huh?” She quietly puts her hand onto her hip before letting out another small sigh… “Y’know what? Fuck it, fine, didn’t even’ wanna go see somethin’ anyhow.” And with that, she starts to pull her shirt up over her head. She quickly tosses it off to the side for the time being before closing the (cum-covered) distance between themselves. As soon as she makes her way to the foot of the canine’s bed, she blinks - apparently, whatever it was that gave him his massive member had given him a pair of orbs to match.
“Now, Bluebri, iffin’ ye’ can hear me, tell me how all’a this happened, yeah?” With that, she crawls up onto the canine’s bed, presses herself against the underside of his length, and wraps her arms around his member as best as she can. Almost immediately, the fox girl’s face burns with a bright red blush - she was really doing something like this. She shakes her head a moment later - focus, girl, this is to help your boyfriend get back to normal… hopefully.
Barely a second passes before the canine starts to squirm and shiver underneath the fox girl’s touch - was he this sensitive? This was getting more and more confusing by the second… nevertheless, the fox girl quietly starts to shift her body up and down against the canine’s massive length, her breasts starting to glide and slip over his cum-soaked length. If anything, she was going to have to help him get some hydration in him when all of this was over.
“C’mon, Blue… let’s gitcha’ all sorted out ‘n’ shit, git on with our day, yeah?” And with that, the fox girl starts to shift her body up and down once again. Almost immediately, the feeling of something thick and viscous surging past her form causes her to blink - there was no way that was what she thought it was… was it? As if on cue, another molasses-thick splatter of cum splashes against the ceiling, raining spurt after searing-hot spurt of canine seed down to the room around them both once again.
“Gh… damn, Blue… didn’t think ye’d have it in ya’...” She ends up closing one of her eyes at that point, her boyfriend’s spunk covering part of her face… “C’mon, now… jus’ ride it out… ride it out fer’ momma, yeah…?”
“Uuuuhng… fuuuuck…” The canine squirms for a moment or two before thrusting his hips into the air once again. The fox girl lets out another grumble - this was getting ridiculous, wasn’t it? With barely another word, she pulls herself away from the canine’s massive length, and starts to crawl her way towards the end of the bed once again. Once she’s up and about, she makes her way over towards the canine’s face, leans down, and turns his head to face her own.
“Blue, can ya’ hear me?”
“Nnngh… uh-huh…?”
“How many fingers ‘m I holdin’ up?” And with that, the fox girl holds her hand up in a classic “Peace” sign. The canine looks towards her hand for a moment or two before speaking once again…
“Uhn… t...two? Three…? Two…?”
“Close enough. You eat ‘r drink anythin’ that might’a caused this?” She tilts her head backwards for a moment or two to dodge an errant splatter of cum from knocking her off to the floor before letting out a small sigh.
“Nnngh… dunno…”
“What’d you do yesterday? You know how this all happened?” For a moment, the canine simply sits there, his hands hovering near his massive junk once again.
“D...Dunno… just… noticed was… kinda leaky after eating… got home… didn’t feel okay… went to bed…” At the sound of that, the fox girl furrows her brows - there was absolutely no way that this couldn’t be some kind of allergic reaction, could it? She’d heard of some people swelling up like a balloon when they eat what they were allergic to, but this was going far from what she knew.
“I… dunno iffin’ I’m right ‘r not, but… maybe yer’ allergic t’ somethin’?” She tilts her head for a moment or two longer before standing up from her spot on the floor.
“Dunno… got some… allergy pills… in th… the bathroooooooohnnngh…” At that point, the canine’s eyes cross once again before another thick splatter of cum gushes out of his length. The fox girl lets out another grumble before dodging what she can and stumbling through the glazed mess of whatever else was in the room on her way to the bathroom in the corner.
The fox girl quickly makes her way into that small bathroom, and immediately opens the medicine cabinet over the sink before rummaging her way through the various boxes and bottles of various medication.
“Ugh… let’s see… Aspirin… Cold Meds… Blue, why th’ hell d’you have mint lozenges in here?! Ugh, I’ll deal with that later… Here we go.” And with that, the fox girl pulls out a small bottle of dark fluid, the small plastic cup on top looking like it was used somewhat recently. “Yeah, this’ll have ta’ do… Blue, open wide, I got yer’ meds a-comin’!” With that, the fox girl starts to make her way through the sticky mess on her way to her boyfriend’s side. She quickly opens the bottle as best as she can, tosses the plastic cup off to the side for the time being.
She quietly brings that bottle of medicine to her boyfriend’s lips, and tips it just enough for him to get a bit into his system before pulling that bottle away. Almost immediately, the canine shivers and swallows that bitter-tasting medicine before letting out a small sigh…
“Guh… didn’t… taste too good…”
“I know, baby, I know… here’s hopin’ it should stop ya’ blastin’ th’ ceilin’.”

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	Before long, the two of them simply sit on the canine’s bed for the time being. The canine’s length, once towering above the both of them, had quietly shrunken down to something a bit more manageable for the time being.
	“Nnngh… Orren, could I please get some water or something…?” With that, the fox girl quietly leans down and plants a small kiss onto the canine’s forehead.
	“Sure thing, Blue. Now, you rest up ‘n’ I’ll gitcha’ somethin’. We, uh… we can clean up everythin’ later, I think.” At that point, the fox girl looks around the room - everything around the room, from the rug to the ceiling, was either partially or totally soaked with the canine’s fluids. The fox girl lets out a small sigh at the sight of all of that… At least it wasn’t something a bit more unsavory.
	With that, the fox girl quietly wades her way through the mess and starts to head through the canine’s home - she’d been there more than enough times to know where most things were, thankfully. Soon enough, after quietly filling a glass or two with fresh water, she starts to make her way back towards the canine’s room. As soon as she hands her boyfriend one of those glasses, he starts to gulp down as much as he could as quickly as he could!
	“Hey, hang on, hang on.” And with that, she quietly reaches for that glass in the canine’s grip. “Slow, yeah? I don’t want ya’ t’ vomit everythin’ up, y’ know. We’d be back t’ square one, yeah?”
	“Gff… sorry about that. And, uh… you know, for making you wait and all, you know?” And with that, the canine leans towards the fox girl, his head quietly coming to a rest against the vulpine’s side. The fox simply lets out a small sigh before resting her head on top of his own.
	“Eh, fuck it, as long as I git ta’ spend some time with ya’, I don’t care much.” The canine simply lets out a small chuckle at the sound of that.
	“Well… uh… I’d say something about ‘natural male enhancement’, but, uh… I think that’d just make me look like more of an ass.” The canine lets out a bit of a chuckle at the sound of that before the fox lightly smacks the back of her hand against the canine’s chest.
	“Keep that shit up, and you c’n ferget about me helpin’ ya clean this shit up, y’ know?” She quietly raises one of her (slightly cum-soaked) brows before the canine lets out a somewhat nervous chuckle…
	“Yeah, uh.. Sorry. I had to, uh… anyway, um… sorry about everything and, uh… stuff.” With that, the canine lets out a small sigh before leaning back against his bed frame. He glances down towards that pole of meat between his legs before letting out a bit of a chuckle.
	“You know, uh… now that I look at me, uh… I might’ve… gained a little bit?” The fox girl furrows her brows for a moment or two before tilting her head to the side.
	“Huh… now that ya’ mention it, ya’ do look a little bit bigger than I last saw ya’, everythin’ we just went through not countin’.”
	“You think?”
	“Hang on, I think I can figger this out.” And with that, the fox girl stands up from her spot on the canine’s bed, un-hooks her belt, and starts to push her cum-soaked pants down towards her knees, the bulge that was being pressed within there quickly spilling its contents out towards the bed itself. For a moment or two, the canine simply lets out a chuckle.
	“I always forget how big you are, you know?”
	“Yeah, but I betcha don’t forget when I’m toppin’.” The fox girl gives her boyfriend a bit of a grin before making her way towards the foot of the bed. She quickly crawls on top of the cum-soaked sheets, grabs her own length in one hand and wraps her free hand around her boyfriend’s member. Almost immediately, the canine lets out a sharp gasp before his length shivers and twitches - thankfully, no fountain to deal with this time.
	After a moment or two of the fox girl fondling and rubbing both of their lengths with each of her hands, she lets out a small grunt in surprise.
	“Huh. No shit - you’ve got a couple more inches than last I measured! Might just be residual swellin’ an’ such, but it’s bigger nonetheless.” And with that, she leans down, and plants a small kiss onto the canine’s tip, causing him to squirm and shiver once again. The fox girl quietly stands up once again and starts to stuff her member back into her pants for the time being before making her way back over to her boyfriend.
	“Now, you go ahead ‘n’ relax, yeah? I’ll be in th’ next room over doin’ some laundry. Hell iffin’ I know how much it’s gonna cost t’ get this much baby batter outta th’ carpets.” She glances towards the floor for a moment or two before shaking her head. “Yeah… gonna cost an arm and a leg t’ git all’a this stuff out…” With that, she turns back towards her boyfriend. “I’ll try an’ wash what I can, yeah? You start workin’ on what ya’ can t’ clean this place up.”
And with that, the fox girl makes her way out of the room with barely another word. The canine lets out a shiver-filled sigh before leaning back against his bed’s headboard once again. This… certainly wasn’t the way that he thought he’d spend the day, but other than that, he was just glad that he could spend some time with his girlfriend. He shakes his head at that point - not much use in trying to lay in bed after everything that had just happened.
“Ah, fuck… where do I even start with cleaning all of this…?” He shakes his head for a moment or two at the cum-flood that was his room. A sigh escapes him at that point - he might as well start with what he can grab. With that, he turns towards his side table, and grabs the cum-soaked tissues that were practically painted onto the wood, and tosses them into the nearby trash can. “Alright… one thing down, nine hundred and ninety-nine more to go.”