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Chapter 13 by Ninj8 Ninj8

Does Max Get Ready or Does His Cock Stop Him?

Max Gets to Work

Max had made it to his place of work without the interruptions of his sentient dick. A decently sized outdoor cafe sitting just outside the town’s shopping centre. And it was a day like any other when he was on the job.

“And there’s your change, have a good day!” Max bid farewell to another customer.

Seeing that there were no waiting customers max stretched his arms and walked to the back room for a drink. Upon walking in he was greeted to the sight of Meryl and her mother Jane, the former of which had frazzled hair and slight bags under her eyes.

Max also noticed Meryl’s boobs immediately perk up at his entrance, stretching the already tight red and black checkered flannel she wore. And so did his cock apparently as he felt it start rubbing itself against his jeans excruciatingly slow.

“No one else out there Max?” Jane asked.

He shook his head “N~nope, I just c-c-came to make myself something.”

Thinking on his feet Max turned and stealthily rammed his pelvis into the counter next to him, squeezing his penis between the counter and his body painfully. Despite the pain he caused to himself his cock immediately ceased it’s self-pleasure.

“Well alright then. I need to pick up a few items so it’ll be you and Meryl for a majority of the day.”

“Oh... uh, okay.” Max fumbled for words.

While he had gotten used to working alone with Meryl he didn’t have to factor in his cock at any point until now. And that thought alone scared him a little.

Jane patted Max’s shoulder on the way out “Good luck you two!”

Turning his gaze to Meryl he saw her looking off into space “Hey, you good Meryl?”

She didn’t respond.

Walking up to her Max gently tapped her arm. She immediately recoiled back at the touch, eyes wide in shock.

“Woah hey! Relax! I was just seeing if you still had life in you” Max joked.

Meryl let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding “Sorry... I’m a little on edge...”

Max walked over to a coffee machine, preparing two cups.

“I think ‘a little’ is a bit of an understatement. You look like you just got back from dealing with two delinquent children.” Max laughed. He put creams into both coffees and placed lids over the top of the drinks, turning to take a few steps toward Meryl.

“You don’t know the half of it...” Meryl looked down at her boobs. As if on queue they started to jiggle in her top.

“Woah, how’re you doing that!?” Max watched as Meryl’s boobs shook violently.

Meryl couldn’t even respond before her boobs gave one last bounce and tore the buttons off her shirt. Her tits then flopped themselves out of her bra, smiling at Max.

“Morning cutie...”

“Want some extra cream with that?”

Does Max want their Cream?

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