Start drinking your own cum

Your body seems to have reached peak capacity of horny prong. New ones refuse to grow, even as you lie on the ground and make a semen angel. Now you begin to consider if this was all worth it - anyone who saw you in this state would consider you a freak and a monster.

Sophie: "There's gotta be something I can do..."

In your pondering, you bring a spunk-soaked hand idly to your chin, and a small drop reaches your lips.

Sophie: "Hmm, tasty!"

There's really nothing else you've tasted that could quite fit the bill. But it's certainly too delectable to leave on the floor. At first you consider that you hadn't vaccuumed the house in two weeks, but to hell with hygiene. You begin to drag yourself around mouth open on the floor, lapping up glops of seed like a bottom-dweller.

In a surprisingly short while, the floor and walls are licked clean. That must've been fifty gallons - where did it all go even? You at first resort to sucking up your pillows, but this doesn't get you release nearly as fast.

Sophie: "Angh! Hmnh! More - more, dammit!"

A ravenous, thirsty animal, you are stranded for treats.