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Chapter 19 by Fever Dreamer Fever Dreamer

What should be done with the potato spirit?

Cock Storage

With no other option, Aaron picked up the multitool and detached his own penis again. When he tipped the jar over it, the little spirit wriggled gleefully towards his flesh and he felt the sensation of his own dick drain away as it was possessed.

It was weird. When he squeezed it, he could still feel the blood rushing back into his body, and when he stroked it, he could still feel the twitch in the core of his crotch.

Deciding to leave exploring further for another time, he hid his cock at the back of his sock drawer and fell into bed just in time to hear his parents being dropped off by a cab.

There was a ruckus on the stairs followed by drunken giggles and hushing noises, then each of the bedroom doors being opened as Natalie, Emily and eventually his own room were checked on.

Aaron pretended he was already asleep, and his parents stumbled into their own room before a pair of heavy creaks told him they had collapsed into bed together.

Later...

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