Take a bath

Justin decided the next course of action was to get himself clean by way of a bath. His sheets,pillow,bed and now his room reeked of sex. It was draw- dropping the amount that had leaked/was still leaking from the tip of his floppy cock.

Anymore time spent there in his room would give the illusion of a mucus-like womb. Strangely, he found this thought erotic.

Making his way carefully to the only bathroom in the house, he left a trail of goop like a snail's trail. Each pulse of his heart sent a new spurt of semen from his balls.

He wandered where would this end, or if he would just pass out. Time would only tell.

Knocks and faint voices trailed into earshot as he closed the bathroom door. It would seem his mother and sister were up. Shaking those distracting thoughts aside, Justin prepared a towel before getting into the porcelain tub.

*Dong*

Suppressing a grown and a shudder, he failed to compensate for his enlarged genitals. With a yelp and a jerk up, Justin felt himself losing consciousness as he hit the dials of the shower overhead.

-Some Time Later-

Through a pain filled fog, Justin quickly found himself sobering up. Not sure how much time had passed, he took stock of his injuries and whereabouts.

Feeling his head and the lump that had arisen, he cursed himself for his clumsiness. Through his processing, he felt something peculiar. His legs were sloshing around in a thick like syrup. Looking down, he saw the head of his cock and foreskin bubbling upon the surface of a cum filled tub.

"What the fuck!?"

Dread filled Justin when he saw the state of the tub. Dried crustules had formed at contact with the sides of the tub. Just how long was he out for? And why did this scene remind him just like the one from the matrix?

Grabbing his unruly cock, Justin steadied himself before standing.

Cum oozed down his body to fall into the tub, before he reached for the towel on the rack. Towel in hand, he was just figuring what to do next when the door rattled and opened.