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I have been playing Dandy's world quite a bit and kind of fell in love with a certain music box.

I will be headcanoning Boxten as Trans Masc in these, with probably no surgery.

Now, this work is mainly for my own smut shots but it is okay if you want to make SUGGESTIONS (will explain).

Now, let me explain about this book a bit:

Suggestions are meaning that I may or may not do them, different from requests.

I will be trying to do every toon atleast once.

This work includes twisteds, and expect Twisted Boxten headcanons as well.

Smut does NOT include Toodles, Pebble, or Coal for obvious reasons.

Can do:
Smut (duh)
Fluff/angst/other topics
Threesome/foursome/any some (it could literally be everyone and Boxten)
Consensual somnphilia
A lot of other kinks (Expect breeding lol)
Headcanons for characters during the story

Will NOT do:
Boxten/Twisted Boxten (I am not a fan, fine by you but not me)
No toodles, Pebble, or Coal in smut shots, they could be fluff but that is it
Non-con/dub-con
Incest (somehow)
Super intense gore kinks

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Boxten laid next to the moon, watching as he tossed and turned while trying to fall asleep. It was strange to not see the crescent faced figure to be asleep already. Astro usually fell asleep quickly, but now here he was tossing and turning and having the worst time ever trying to fall asleep.

"This isn't doing anything..." Astro grumbled in his soft voice, poking his head up from his very large and heavy-weight blanket.

"Do you want...cuddles?" Boxten asked, holding his arms out towards Astro wide open.

The moon toon looked at him for a moment before shuffling his body forward and resting himself on Boxten. Boxten smiled, holding Astro close to hopefully make him more comfortable and in return make him sleepy. Astro closed his eye once again, attempting once again to fall asleep. Boxten gently rubbed Astro's back, kissing his lover's forehead gently as he leaned back against a pillow. Astro really was on top of him now, his weight practically on him entirely. This did help a little, but not enough to make Astro fall asleep.

"Is it...working..?" Boxten quietly asked.

"Sort of..? Not really though," Astro replied with a sigh.

Both were a bit upset at that, and began to think of a solution. That was until Astro pushed himself onto Boxten more, confusing the music box.

"Honey?...what are you...oh..." Boxten could tell what the moon wished to do.

"Can I..? You know it helps me sleep," Astro requested with a nuzzle to Boxten's neck.

"Okay, if it will help you fall asleep," Boxten replied with a shy nod.

Astro nodded, being slow and gentle as he undressed Boxten under the covers. His bandana came off, followed by his shirt and pants, leaving Boxten in his undergear. Boxten let out a small whimper, even if nothing had happened yet this entire process always made him embarrassed. Astro's four hands roamed in their own ways, the bottom two mostly focusing on Boxten's thighs and waist while the upper two worked on his chest. One of the upper hands gently took the bra off, tossing it away like all the other pieces of clothing. Boxten's boobs were round, not very big, but big enough to be noticed without a few layers of clothing on.

"So pretty," Astro replied with a soft smile in that tired voice.

Boxten shyly nodded a thanks, whining as Astro's upper hands cupped and gently foddled with the breasts. His fingers occasionally ran over them, causing Boxten to shiver in delight at the touch. Astro took one nipple into his mouth, softly sucking on it as he grinded his hips. Boxten let out a strained moan, feeling almost overwhelmed with the affection yet also begging for more. The moon toon leaned forward, his bottom hands taking off Boxten's panties slowly and tossing them aside. Boxten sighed in satisfaction at his pussy out in the open now, feeling much more comfortable without the piece of fabric. Astro switched nipples, sucking on the other one now as he let his lower hands gently spread Boxten's legs.

Slowly, Astro's left hand moved over and gently pushed a finger inside of the wet heat. Boxten gasped quietly, feeling it inside of him was so addicting. Astro pumped it, paying attention to how Boxten reacted as he did this. Boxten looked like he was in heaven, whimpering and letting out soft groans as he squeezed around the finger. Astro detached from the nipple, now just smiling up at Boxten as he did this. Boxten smiled down at him, until gasping as another two fingers were added. Two? Jeez, Astro was getting impatient already. The three fingers now danced inside him, pumping in and out in such a rhythmic state, Boxten was happily trying to milk them with his pussy. Boxten was gasping and whining, his body squirming on occasion at just these fingers.

It did not help when Astro scissored them, resulting in Boxten's head to snap back and a loud moan to he heard. Astro was getting very impatient now, removing his hand and hastily licking off the tasty liquid. It was almost salty, but just the perfect amount to be addicting. Boxten let out a whine at the fingers leaving, before turning bright red upon feeling the tip of Astro's cock against his entrance. It glided up and down the folds, matching in pace with Boxten's pants. Astro could hardly wait though, his upper hands gripping onto Boxten's boobs for an anchor in the pleasure he was about to endure. He slowly pushed in, groaning at how lovingly tight Boxten held onto him. Boxten could hardly do anything besides moan, feeling his legs close around Astro's hips, a plea to go in deeper.

Astro obeyed to that plea, pushing more and more of the cock inside, feeling it fill Boxten. Boxten just kept on making noises of pleasure, often mixed with Astro's name and begs. Once bottomed out, Astro wanted to start moving immediately, but knew better with how tight his lover was. Boxten panted with minor groans as he felt how wet his pussy was becoming to be used to the dick's intrusion. After a few moments, Boxten nodded, ready to continue. Astro slowly moved his hips, rocking them back and forth with deep want. The thrusts were slow but needy, as if saying he wanted Boxten and that was all right now. The music box was moaning and panting, his eyed half-lidded with pleasure.

Asteo picked up the pace, his slow movements quickening at how wet and lovely it felt. This, of course, resulted in Boxten to let out more desperate noises. Astro picked up the pace even more, thrusting most of his cock out then right back inside. Boxten came undone at that, feeling the knot that had been building break and a gush of fluids to release between the two of them. Astro slowed down, but it was out of his own orgasm approaching. His thrusts became random and a bit erratic with speed, trying to drive as much pleasure as it could for the both of them. Boxten whimpered, feeling his pussy tighten around the cock to milk it like he had been trying to do with the fingers. This time, it would work though.

Astro felt his release hit him like the damn train that lead into Gardenview, resulting in him bottoming out and releasing who knows how much cum into Boxten. He could feel every minor movement result in another string coming out, it was warm and sticky and a perfect combination inside of him. Boxten groaned, going to adjust himself before feeing just how much weight was on him.

"Honey...that was so much," Boxten managed to say through pants, "honey?"

Astro had fallen asleep, being all needy and doing such intimate activities with his lover had tuckered him out. Boxten smiled, now he was also so very tired. He grabbed the weighted blanket and pulled it over the both of them more, preparing them to sleep. Boxten would have gotten up to clean, if it wasn't for Astro gripping onto his waist everytime he tried to move. Boxten began to drift off, placing a kiss to Astro's forehead as the moon toon still laid buried deep inside of him.

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Floor 18, somehow Boxten had made it this floor, the first time he has done it. Yet, also somehow, he was the last one of his team remaining. Shrimpo died when his stamina ran out, Poppy popped when her twisted variant snuck up on her, Shelly got caught on the edge of a crate before dying, and the rest of his damn team died from twisted Dandy or Finn on the previous floor. Boxten was scared to be the last one left, cautiously peering around corners as he made his way to a machine. He noticed twisted Rodger's capsule near the beginning of the elevator, and twisted Connie hovered back and forth rather lazily between machines, lastly twisted Razzle and Dazzle sat right next to a machine.

Well, he has thought that was it. He did not expect his twisted variant to be roaming around. He had been completing the machine by Razzle and Dazzle when the twisted spotted him. Boxten ran, managing to lose his variant around the corner. The ichor-flooded being stomped off, clearly upset about missing him before lazily leaving.

"Oh thank the toons..." Boxten sighed in relief.

The relief barely lasted a second, the feeling of something curling around his leg like a constricting snake became very noticeable. Boxten froze, looking down to see a red ribbon gently gripping his leg. The music box slowly turned his head, paying attention to the twisted conjoined individuals. Razzle still seemed asleep, probably why he was not dead yet. Dazzle on the other hand was awake, gently causing the ribbon to caress his leg. He was being so soft...it was as if he was trying to make Boxten relax and come closer. The toon's suspicions were confirmed as it gently tugged him forward, just enough to make him stumble a little.

Boxten ended up falling onto his hands and knees with the ribbon's eager tugging, resulting in a few more to wrap around him and drag him closer. The broken tragedy mask looked up and down at him, seemingly trying to figure out what to do. Boxten felt the ribbons give enough to let him move, and he very cautiously sat up to gaze at the admittingly, much larger individual. Razzle and Dazzle were tall anyways, but their twisted counterpart seemingly took being tall to the next level, one of their broken faces seemingly taking up all of Boxten's. The ribbons began to travel upwards, resulting in Boxten tensing before he relaxes, watching the ribbons curl up his legs, stopping halfway up his thighs in hesitance. Those ribbons did not continue before more wrapped around his waist and stomach, traveling upward before stopping at his chest with hesitance.

Dazzle seemed very curious, yet also confused. He must not be continuing out of worry, afterall, his brother is the usually much more blunt and demanding with his touches, not the shy tragedy mask. Boxten squirmed a little, trying to encourage the mask. Dazzle continued, very slowly. The ribbons upon his legs traveled upwards more, finally reaching his hips and trying to curl more toward the warmth between his legs. The upper ribbons traveled to Boxten's chest, tightening to allow Dazzle to see every portion of Boxten's body through any aspect of clothing he has. Not only that, but the ribbons were skin tight, and showd off every portion of Boxten in a grand view.

Dazzle began to get aroused, which he seemingly got worried over. Boxten was unsure why until the comedy mask's eyes snapped open. Razzle seemingly took a moment to process what he was seeing, eyes trailing up and down the body of the box his twin had managed to tie up. Razzle's smile enlarged as his eyes squinted, oh so very mischievous and playful. The ribbons quickly became impatient, finding their way directly to hid warmth between his legs and tightening around his chest.

"Well, well, you seem to be quite stuck, (you are not going to hurt him, right...?)" Razzle started as Dazzle needed confirmation, "hurt him? Oh no! Though, waking either of us up does require a suitable punishment! (Oh...I hope he enjoys it...)"

Boxten was squirming already, whining as the ribbons worked at his pussy through his clothing. The ribbons dug deep, the edges of the thin material pressing against his clit. Boxten was going to moan more before another ribbon quickly covered his mouth. It took a moment before he realized how close he was to the conjoined beings, being right in front of them. Razzle was drooling, saliva dripping down his face. Dazzle looked mesmerized, smiling softly at the view and gasping in sync with Boxten's loudening sounds.

"Oh? Close yet? (Razzle, stop teasing him...)" the twisteds conversed, Razzle giggling a bit, "Dazzle, come on. He's open and needy in front of us! We could do the thing! (Are you sure? He might need his clothes later...?)"

Boxten could hardly comprehend what they were saying before he felt the ribbons on his chest jolt downward, resulting in his laying on the floor. The lower ribbons began to twirl themselves, in a way that made them sharp enough to pierce the fabric of Boxten's clothing. Razzle chuckled and Dazzle gulped as they watched the ribbon pierce the fabric and claw away at it, breaking through Boxten's pants and any potential underwear he held. Boxten had expected all of his pants to be gone, only to realize that the part that was torn was only where his pussy was.

"Oh! Look how it wet it is! (So pretty...)" the conjoined individuals seemed pleased with their work, pulling him closer to them, "hmm...maybe breeding you will be easier with this slickness... (a-are we sure he will be okay with that?)"

Boxten groaned with Razzle reaching out to grab his hip, the comedy mask smirking at his brother in a way to say 'I told you so'. Dazzle rolled his eyes, yet copied and placed a hand on Boxten's other hip. Boxten felt the twins tentacle dicks poking at him, all he could do is prepare for it. They thrusted in quite quick, Razzles definitely faster but Dazzle's has packed a punch. A yelp that Boxten had made when the twins thrusted into him, only for it to turn into happy moans with every thrust.

Razzle and Dazzle were thrilled, both letting out their own strings of groans and moans, panting heavily as well. The ribbons gripped Boxten's thighs, pulling him into a mating press as he was plummeted into. Every thrust resulted in Boxten's insides tightening, trying hid best to get a good grip on the cocks. They both were so intense, despite their hips thrusting at the same time, Boxten could tell which one was Razzle's and which was Dazzle's. Razzle's was trying to reach as deep as it could, the tip hitting so very deep he felt like cumming with every thrust. Dazzle was not helping with the feeling, instead targeting Boxten's g-spot inside of him.

Boxten came undone, the slickness gushing from his pussy and coating both of the cocks and groin area of the twisteds. They did not slow down though, or even hesitate as they kept up their brutal pace. They came soon after, releasing thick and creamy strings deep into Boxten. He Boxten coups not catch a break though as the two of them kept their brutal pace. The ribbon around his mouth had fallen, so he had managed to speak, "w-why are you not s-stopping?!"

"Because we are not done yet! (Need more of you...)" they twins replied, both smiling happily as they picked up the pace.

The ribbons tightened around Boxten, feeling himself come again. This was going to be a long while, wasn't it?

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Boxten found himself in a weird situation, sitting next time Glisten as Rodger explained research he had been working on. Rodger had been on a rant, explaining about how twisteds worked and how they reacted to other twisteds verses toons. Boxten nodded along, not recognizing most of the words as Rodger spoke. Glisten looked bored out of his mind, that was before Rodger faltered to check his notes and Glisten stood up. The mirror approached Rodger, smiling, "Rodger, why don't we do one of your experiments?"

"Really? Hands on work?" Rodger asked, curious where Glisten was going with this.

"Yep! Something from the uh...this file cabinet?" Glisten opened the cabinet, sliding out a file.

Rodger took a moment to examine the folder Glisten had taken out before his glass tainted a pink hue. Was he blushing? Seems like it. Boxten watched the interaction, he stood up to leave, understanding that this might be an intimate moment between Glisten and Rodger.

"Boxy, where are you going?" Glisten spoke up, gazing at him.

"Oh! Uh," Boxten turner around, a soft red hue on his face as he spoke, "I thought this was an intimate moment and I did not want to intrude. So I was just going to leave."

"It is intimate, but the experiment Glisten pulled out requires atleast three individuals," Rodger spoke up after clearing his throat, a bit surprised at himself.

"Rodger may seem innocent, but he's a dirty man," Glisten bluntly stated.

Rodger defended himself, only for Glisten to retort and a minor quote-on-quote 'argument' took place. It sounded more like playful banter to Boxten, but in the meantime he decided to look at the folder. Upon opening it he was greeting with a lot of writing. There was once again, too many confusing words for him. He turned over one of the pages and nearly dropped the file, a picture was there. A picture labeled as 'Spit Roast Threesome Positon' was in it, seemingly a pencil sketch that Rodger had made himself. The positon consisted of one person on their fours, while one person thrusted into their mouth while the other thrusted in fromt behind.

Boxten understood the implications of which role he would follow, the middle one. He had a pussy and he knew Glisten knew that. Rodger and Glisten's bickering had quieted down as they looked at Boxten, expectingly. Boxten was hesitant, looking at the pose then back up at them, "o-okay, we can do it. But you two have to be gentle."

"Got it!" Glisten smiled happily.

"Of course," Rodger nodded, still embarrassed.

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That wa show Boxten ended up in the situation of him being mostly undressed alongside Rodger and Glisten. Boxten was wearing his binder and boxers while Glisten and Rodger wore their boxers as well. Rodger was muttering to himself on what to do and to watch out for, Glisten was too busy running his hands up and down Boxten's sides. The music box did not mind, resting his head on the mirror's chest. They both listened to Rodger, he was explaining the safe word and about unplanned pregnancies and how he got condoms and everything.

"Can we hurry up already?" Glisten interrupted, rubbing Boxten's back, "I'm getting impatient."

"Oh really? I couldn't tell," Rodger rolled his eye, scooting closer.

"Hmph. Now, Boxy," Glisten turned his attention to Boxten, "do you have a preference of who you want at the front and who at the back?"

"Um...no..." Boxten shook his head.

"Well alright then. Rodger, do you have a preference?" Glisten asked him.

"No..." Rodger shook his head, before thinking, "I can take the front though if you'd like."

Glisten just nodded, pulling at the side of Boxten's boxers. Boxten nodded, adjusting himself to be sitting upward. Glisten reached oved to Boxten's binder and lifted it up cautiously, watching as it left Boxten's body and revealed those boobs he had been waiting to see. Rodger turned into pink stained glass again before he also approached, hesitantly hooking his thumbs into Boxten's boxers. Boxten nodded, watching as Rodger lowered them to reveal his pussy. Boxten was not used to being exposed, but he felt quite comfortable with Rodger and Glisten happily touching him.

Glisten leaned in, pressing kisses to Boxten's neck and shoulder area. Rodger hesitantly reached towards Boxten's pussy, watching Boxten's happy face in case he did not want it. Boxten just nodded though, letting out a small breathe as one of Rodger's fingers poked at the entrance. Rodger was so hesitant, gently poking the pussy with his finger before slipping it inside, filling up Boxten's pussy with it. Boxten groaned, and groaned even louder when Glisten began to suck gently on his neck to leave hickeys. Rodger pumping his finger slowly, watching as Boxten got very wet very easily.

Rodger slowly added more fingers, slowly pumping between each one before pulling them all out and looking at the soaked folds. Glisten chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes as he looked at Boxten's shivering legs.

"Boxy, honey, can you get on all fours?" Glisten asked, biting his bottom lip.

Boxten shyly nodded, situating himself onto his hands and knees. Glisten made his way to the music box's behind while Rodger adjusted to his front. Both were propped up on their knees, gazing at the view in front of them. Rodger found himself quite aroused at the sight of Boxten's face all needy and half-lidded, pressing his fingers into Boxten's mouth to make him suck the liquids off. Boxten happily obeyed, sucking them clean of his own slickness. Glisten was enjoying his view of Boxten's ass and pussy, running a hand over the smooth skin that had little darker purple freckles covering it. Glisten reached to the box of condoms Rodger had brought, handing one to himself before tossing one to Rodger.

Rodger was going to unwrap it before Boxten gently hit it away, causing Rodger to slowly look at the music box in surprise. He only needed one look to understand, Boxten was fine with the condom to prevent pregnancy, but the one down his throat might be uncomfortable for him. Rodger snapped out of it when Boxten groaned loudly, noticing Glisten pushing his condom covered dick into the tight heat. Rodger immediately pushed into Boxten's mouth, groaning quietly to himself as he slowly entered. Boxten had a bit of a gag reflex, so being gentle was necessary to continue, slowly pushing it inside. Glisten began to pick up his pace, letting out groans and minor gasps as he did so. Boxten had a hard time keeping himself situated, finding it hard to not just collapse at the thrusts into his pussy. He couldn't though, not with Rodger plunging his dick deeper down Boxten's throat at every moment.

Glisten sped up again as Rodger finally bottomed out in the mouth, watching Boxten have tear-filled eyes. He was going to worry before the music box began to suck on the dick, or trying his best to atleast. Rodger heard himself groan as he held Boxten's head, setting a gentle pace inside of Boxten's throat. Slowly but surely he worked up to a decent pace that made Rodger feel on the edge of release with every thrust. Glisten was the same, thrusting in and out and watching the slickness of Boxten's pussy just absolutely soak Glisten's cock. Boxten came, release coating Glisten's cock even more, making Glisten want to release into the condom.

Rodger came undone next, groaning a version of Boxten's name as he released down his throat. Glisten did not take long, a few quicker thrusts made him release, a bit sad at it not hitting directly into Boxten but satisfied nonetheless. Both of them pulled out, resulting in Boxten to basically collapse to the bed in a shaky and twisty puddle of pleasure. Glisten smirked, taking off the condom and tossing it into a garbage can in the room. Rodger gently began to rearrange Boxten so he was comfortably laying with his head on a pillow. Glisten did not hesitate to cuddle close to Boxten, nuzzling his face into the music box. Rodger was more hesitant, but held Boxten close with a soft 'kiss' to his cheek.

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Twisted Boxten rolled the handle of the machine, watching it turn. When that little yellow line showed up he hit it once for it to say the skill check was a great job. He tilted his head, he rarely had anyone fail these on the floors he was on, though it always led him straight to the unlucky toom who failed it. If it worked on him, it must work on other twisteds. He decided to put it to the test, afterall being on the warehouse floor got boring real quick.

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Astro walked back and forth in the warehouse, humming to himself a melody that sounded like a scratched record. It was messy and off key, not at all what he liked but it was good enough. He had been placed on this floor with Boxten, the music box wandering close by but not where Astro could see. Astro knew his lover well, how mischievous he was and based on his face knew something was coming. He had no clue what yet though. He walked back and forth on the floor, until he heard the familiar call of a failed skill check. His head snapped around as he rushed over to it, only to see his lover curiously examining it. Astro sighed, he knew his boyfriend loved machines of all kinds so the ichor ones where no different.

"Playing with the machine?" Astro asked.

"Yep! It's quite weird how loud they are!" Boxten replied, his upper set of arms grazing the machine in awe.

Astro rolled his eye, smiling softly, "alright, just don't fail the skill check too much."

Easier said than done, it went off many times that day, even when no one showed up. It was annoyance turned into slight anger at Boxten failing it. Astro thought maybe he was just overreacting to it, before he watched his happen right before his eye. Boxten found a machine and unlodged the handle, spinning it and waiting for the skill check window to pop up. It failed, and he giggled happily and looked around. He stopped once he saw Astro, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Honey...what is this?" Astro asked, narrowing his eyes at his music box lover.

"Nothing~ just wanted to watch the skill check!" Boxten made the excuse, smiling happily.

"Are you sure?" Astro asked, crossing his upper set of arms.

"I am!" Boxten had that playful smirk he enjoyed using when he was messing with others.

Astro narrowed his eyes, before walking off with only his soft footsteps heard. Boxten giggled, rocking back and forth. He was enjoying messing with Astro, he always found it so arousing when his lover got irritated. Boxten kept on doing it, moving machine to machine until Astro got fed up. Boxten was moving to the next machine when he tripped, huh he swore that piece of candy wasn't ther before. Before he could even finish his thought he felt his back pressed to the ground with two arms.

"You are messing with me, purposefully," Astro stated, running his lower hands across Boxten's thighs.

"Wh-who says I am?" Boxten squirmed, stopping as he felt one thigh pinched.

"I do, because it is the truth," Astro replied, quite annoyed.

The smaller twisted's upper arms were of no help in this situation, hiding in his head when he got to the point of arousal he was at now. He knew that later they would pop out, but Boxten had no clue what Astro's intentions were. The lower arms reached down to the underside of Boxten's thighs, gripping them before snapping them forward so his knees were to his chest. With momentum, Astro let go with his top hands to shove Boxten around so he landed on Astro's lap. Boxten could feel it, the hard-on pressing against his clothed pussy.

"What w-will happen if someone sees," Boxten replied, his arms trying to grip onto Astro someway.

"Then they will know how bad of a boy you have been," Astro replied, top hands reaching down to grope Boxten's chest.

Boxten whimpered, feeling Astro work at his breasts was one whole thing but he felt one of the moon's lower hands waver from holding his thigh up to touching between his thighs. Boxten gasped, almost falling over if it was not for the touches by Astro making him straighten himself out. Astro's touch felt dangerous, but in a way where pleasure was only around the nearest corner. The upper hands found their way to Boxten's pants, pulling them off quickly, alongside the underwear he had. Boxten whined at his pussy hitting the cold air, it adding to the pleasure and few moments of untouched bliss. That untouched bliss became touched bliss quite quickly though as one of Astro's upper hands went to work rubbing Boxten's clit and folds.

"O-oh, you're so mean," Boxten snorted out with a chuckle, always finding some excuse to mess with Astro.

Astro grabbed Boxten's music box head and shoved it to the ground, hard enough to prove a point to shut up but soft enough to where he didn't hurt. Boxten felt two hands working at his pussy, one widening the lips as the other drove two fingers into the wetness. Boxten knew that if Astro started on two fingers he was not only impatient but pissed off. Astro smirked at the display of a groaning and soaked Boxten, taking off his own clothing just enough to reveal his dick. It had become this pitch black ichor tendril, slimy and wet in the perfect way...the perfect way to ram into a womb.

"Now, are you going to be quiet or is that bandana of yours becoming a gag?" Astro asked, smiling in a satisfied manner.

"Hm, I don't know...hard to say," Boxten replied, "maybe it could be i- MM!"

Astro had untied the bandana and brought it up, tying it tight behind Boxten's head as it stopped his sounds. Boxten grumbled in mock annoyance, yet waved his ass in the air left and right to display to the moon. He was soaked, and Astro was so aroused right now he felt like releasing right there, but he wouldn't. One thrust was enough to get the cock inside, which resulted in the top of Boxten's head flying open and his ichor hands to grip at the floor. The thrusts were rough and blunt, making a point with every one that hit as deep as the tendril did.

Every thrust was powerful, coming from his whole body and not just the hips. Boxten was a muffled mess, soaked as ichor and cum poured from his hole, bandana soaked in drool and both sets of hands gripping at the floor but having no grip from the concrete. On occasion his ichor arms would bang against the ground, yet found no grip or source to extend the pleasure he felt. Every thrust felt like it was going to open him to his extent and fill him so full.
Every. Single. Fucking. Thrust.

"Ohh~ How does it feel? Being beneath me like this my dear?" Astro asked, cumming again for what he counted to be the third time.

Boxten came again, he had no clue how many times it had occurred, just knowing it had been happening a lot. Drool poured down Boxten's face, eyes rolled back into his head as he could hardly register the questions. How long had it been? A couple minutes? Half a hour? A hour? Maybe a few? Boxten did not know, but he could tell when it was over when Astro slowed to a stop and pulled out. Boxten fully collapsed, feeling ichor and cum pour from his hole. Was that ichor is or his lovers? He had no clue, ichor seemingly took over everything so orgasms seemed likely too now.

Astro undid the bandana, tossing it to a metal shelf, turning Boxten over resulted in the music box to show that love-struck expression he had. He had loved it, it felt so good and he hoped Astro would do it again one day. The moon toon chuckles, leaning down to kiss Boxten's cheek.

"Remember, being bad will get you punished..~" Astro whispered.

"I-I know..." Boxten replied, dizzily.

Inside he had a quiet response, 'and I will be bad again.'

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Cosmo's room was perfect for him, the teal, pink, and green colors scattered throughout the room alongside the chocolate brown walls. He had been relaxing and thinking of recipes after a long day, tired and satisfied with how much work he got done. He thought he had nothing else to do today until he heard a knock on his door. Cosmo sighed a little, standing up and approaching it, opening the door to see Boxten standing there.

"Oh, evening Boxten," Cosmo smiled softly, clearly tired.

"Hi Cosmo! Sorry for um...disturbing you, but I was wondering if there was anything sweet in the kitchen I could snack on," Boxten shyly asked.

"Somwthing sweet to snack on?" Cosmo was a bit surprised, tilting his head a little.

"Y-yep! Anything really," Boxten replied, even more awkwardly and shyly than the first time.

"Um...I don't think so.." Cosmo shook his head.

"Oh, then sorry for bothering you..." Boxten awkwardly replied, turning to leave.

"Boxten, wait," Cosmo spoke up.

Boxten turned back around to see Cosmo's shaky and nervous demeanor. He could see Cosmo gripping at the hem of his hoodie ad he tried to find the right words. Boxten always found it cute when he did this, use to Cosmo doing it. Eventually, Cosmo found his tongue as the words came out, "would you like to do uh...THAT thing with me?"

Boxten flushed red at what Cosmo was referring to, knowing immediately what he wanted to do. The music box shyly nodded, causing Cosmo to pull him into the room. The roll cake lead the music box to the bed, it was big enough for two people, like most toon beds were, with big fluffy pillows for supporting Cosmo's head. Boxten had been inside Cosmo's room well over a dozen times after they startee doing 'that thing' with each other. It had been an accident the first time though.

Boxten and Cosmo had been on a run with a few other toons, but when turning a corner they collided with each other and ended up on top of each other. In such a way that Boxten's face was just a tad bit close to Cosmo's groin. They both had gotten aroused and kind of just silently gazes at each other in this situation before acting upon it. Now they do it on occasion to relieve stress, when they felt randomly horny, or in this case, when they craved something.

Cosmo sat himself down on the bed, scooting farther onto it as Boxten quickly followed. The tension was so thick in the room it could be used as a spread, especially as Boxten was the one that initiated it. He reached out with his hands, holding the bottom of Cosmo's head as he leaned forward. Cosmo closed his eyes as their lips met, clinging to Boxten as hungrily as Boxten wished to taste Cosmo. Boxten let go of Cosmo's head, now letting his fingers dance on the roll cakes sides before gripping at his love handles. Cosmo let out a small gasp of surprise, resulting in deepening the kiss.

Their tongues danced, back and forth as their hands gripped onto anything they could. Cosmo's love handles, his hoodie, his thighs. Boxten's bandana, his thighs, his stomach. Anything they could grab. Slowly, they pulled away from each other, hot and needy. Boxten's hands went to Cosmo's pants, starting to pull them dowm before Cosmo spoke up, "w-wait."

Boxten froze, looking up at Cosmo.

"I-I know you want to taste me but...I also want to taste you..." Cosmo shyly explained.

Boxten flushed dark in hue, embarrassed but so very aroused by that statement. Boxten moved closer, starting to take off Cosmo's hoodie. Cosmo began to undo Boxten's bandana. Jeez, the room was heating up so much. Undressing was the easy part, figuring out the next step was tricky. How were they going to do this? They had no clue what either of them were doing in this situation.

"How about we do...what's the position again? 68..?" Boxten muttered.

"Pft- You mean 69?" Cosmo chuckled at Boxten butchering the name.

"U-um...yeah..." Boxten awkwardly laughed along, watching Cosmo lay down on his back.

Slowly, he lifted himself up and moved over Cosmo, carefully lowering himself downward. His bottom was at Cosmo's face while his head was in between the cake's thighs. Boxten couldn't help but grip at them, they were so chubby and amazing, he often used them as pillows when he was sleepy. Cosmo flushed upon feeling the touch, before deciding two can play at that game. Cosmo wasted no time in his next set of movements, gripping Boxten's thighs to pull him close and licking a strip up his pussy. Boxten gasped, yet playfully copied and dove into Cosmo's.

It was like playful banter, their actions fueled by how the other decided to tease them back. Slowly though, it turned into them just being hungry and eating each other out. Sorry, did I say hungry? I meant starving. They ate each other out like it was the only resource they had access to forever. Occasionally, they would pull away for a moment to quickly dive back in to melt back into the flavor. Cosmo was so sweet, it made Boxten get even wetter. Boxten's flavor was perfect to Cosmo, he often compared it to marshmallows with a soft flavor and lots of sweetness.

Climaxes approached quickly, both speeding up when they felt them approaching. Boxten came undone first, releasing over Cosmo's face and dousing it in the fluids. Cosmo followed quickly, releasing on Boxten's in the same manner. Both were licking their lips, chuckling to themselves a little with how tired they both were. Boxten kind of just rolled off Cosmo, panting in satisfaction and bliss. He scooted over, nuzzling into Cosmo's belly a little which resulted in him rubbing his hand over Boxten's head. Cosmo fell asleep holding Boxten's head while Boxten fell asleep happily cuddled close to his sweet treat.

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Boxten glanced across at his team, it wasn't that many people but it was people he felt comfortable with. Tisha and Poppy were talking in the elevator, Rodger mumbling to himself, and Goob who was standing next to him being quiet clingy. Goob usually is clingy, but not this much. His hands kept clumsily lifting up, grazing Boxten's hips and belly which flustered the music box. As the door opened though, Boxten stepped out and followed by Goob.

While the rest of his team went to find machines, they had been making Boxten look for medkits and bandages and shout if he found them. Goob was supposed to follow to distract any twisteds from attacking Boxten. Boxten looked around every corner, sometimes thinking he found a medkit only for it to be something dumb like a chocolate. Goob was nice enougj company though, even if he was being very clingy and needy during the run. It wasn't until they reached the bac it became a problem.

Mostly, from Goob pulling away and turning to face the opposite way from Boxten. Boxten was confused, looking at Goob with a slight head tilt. Goob had been clingy all this time and now he was facing the other way and not touching.

"Goob? Are you okay?" Boxten asked, worried for him.

"Y-yep! Just uh...need some alone time," Goob shyly replied, quiet but also urgent.

"Goob...can you just tell me what has got you- oh!" Boxten gasped as Goob turned around and grabbed Boxten, pulling him flush against him.

Goobs claws carefully caressed Boxten's waist where they had grabbed, sending shivers down Boxten's spine. Then Boxten felt it, something hard pressed against his stomach. Boxten knew what it was immediately, and it would explain all of Goob's more clingy and needy behavioral patterns. Goob nuzzled his face against Boxten's neck, sniffing the scent of the music box. Boxten hesitantly looked down, speaking softly, "s-so...um, you want my help with that?"

"Can you..? I'd be so happy if you'd let me do it.." Goob happily panted, bucking his hips forward a little.

"Y-yeah, but we don't have a condom or anything," Boxten pointed out, hence why he was so hesitant.

"I-I'll just rub it on the outside! Between your thighs? Please?" Goob whined, all needy and desperate.

"O-okay, fine," Boxten nodded, resting his head on Goob's shoulder.

Goob wasted no time, his claws falling to Boxten's pants to try and take them off. It took a few tries with how clumsy his hands are, but he managed to slide them down. Goob found another obstacle, Boxten's underwear. Upon seeing how irritated Goob was at another layer, Boxten pushed them down himself which made Goob light up. Boxten turned around, knowing that it might feel nicer and more natural from behind. Goob waited, holding himself back to see Boxten all comfortable before shoving his cock between Boxten's thighs. Boxten gasped quietly at this, feeling Goob's hard-on pressed against his folds yet not going in.

Then, Goob began to thrust his hips. Originally it was soft, but it only took a few moments for it to speed up. From slow ans gentle it went to fast ans rough. Goob was humping with wild abandon, only being careful to not slide inside of Boxten. Boxten was whining and whimpering, biting his bottom lip to quiet himself. Thrust after thrust, all hitting seemingly all the good parts on the outside of his body. Goob wasn't saying it out loud, but his thought was to breed. Of course it wouldn't work with what they were doing and how they were doing it, but with heat it was one of the only things on his mind.

It did not take long for Goob to release, though it occurred in the middle of the thrust so his release was being all sticky to Boxten's thighs. Goob continued to hump, though slowly he came down from his high and his hips followed his slowing. As Goob pulled away, he could fell the sticky residue left on Boxten's thighs, mostly on the front but there was some in between.

"Let me clean you up," Goob requested, gently tugging on Boxten's arm.

Boxten panted a little but turned around, facing Goob now. Goob dropped to his knees, licking up his own release from Boxten's thighs. As he neared the inside of the thighs though, he realized something. 1, Boxten had not released yet because he was pleasuring Goob. 2, he was right there in front of Boxten's pussy. Goob's body acted before he could think, lifting his head up so his mouth came in contact with Boxten's clit. He sucked on it, lolling his tongue around it. Boxten gasped before smacking a hand over his mouth to shut himself up. He had expected Goob to pleasure himself then him and Goob could continue on their hunt for meds. So Goob cleaning him was a surprise. And this was a massive one. Goob licked the pussy before diving his tongue deep into it. It did not take long for Boxten to release.

He almost bent himself over entirely with how much pleasure he felt, releasing over Goob's face. Goob happily ate it up, not leaving a drop behind. Boxten was heavily panting while on shaky legs, noticing Goob pull away and lick his lips. Goob felt a surge of happiness and satisfaction with having his own release and his partners. Boxten shakily pulled his underwear back on, followed by his pants as he limply walked. Goob followed happily, smiling so big the others wondered why he was so happy down here.

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This was an unexpected problem. Goob and Shrimpo had been all hot and needy, making out, rubbing against each other, and being desperate. That was until they realized one of them needed to bottom. Neither wanted to back down, they both were naturally tops so being below the other was not an idea they enjoyed. Now, they were discussing who to ask to join them.

"Cosmo?" Goob suggested.

"Nah, Sprout's been dragging him around all day. Finn?" Shrimpo suggested.

"He's on a run, just started it," Goob sighed, "how about Boxten?"

"Boxten? I mean, come on, why him?" Shrimpo scoffed at the idea.

"Come on, just think about it!" Goob smirked mischievously, "he could be pinned under you, all needy. He could be between us and begging to be filled. Maybe he will let us use him? I mean I would love to fill him."

Shrimpo scoffed with a blush, seemingly enjoying that idea despite his annoyed expression.

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Boxten has overheard the entire thing, he hadn't meant to but he had. Boxten had been busy all day and while trying to sleep in his room he ended up overhearing the entire conversation. He would probably have just gone to sleep, if it wasn't for how wet he had gotten. He hated to admit it, but he got so wet at the idea. Being between Goob and Shrimpo sounded amazing, pinned and caressed while having his vision go blurry with how intentsly he was fucked.

It sounded like heaven, yet he was unsure how to bring it up. Did he just go over to them and ask? That sounded...really easy actually. Boxten stood out of bed, wearing his oversized clothing for pajamas and walking out of his room. He just walked over to the room where he heard the angry and kind individual talking, knocking on the door. Goob opened it, his eyes a bit surprised as he blushed and spoke, "Hi Boxten! Need something?"

"U-uh..." Boxten hesitantly thought before he sighed and just decided to be blunt, "you two talk really loud."

Goob took a moment to process before flushing red. Boxten quickly waved his hands in front of him, shaking his head, "I-I was just wondering if it was actually available?"

"...You mean it?" Goob's embarrassment disappeared as his eyes lit up, excited.

"Of course!" Boxten nodded happily, smiling in a shy mannerism.

Goob wrapped his arms around Boxten picking him up and carrying him inside the room, using his foot to close the door behind him. Shrimpo looked a bit confused and annoyed before his face somehow relaxed into the somewhat minor annoyance of his resting face. Boxten sat next to Shrimpo on the bed, not too close. Shrimpo raised an eyebrow at Boxten still glancing at him then Goob. Goob quickly crawled onto the bed, basically bouncing himself onto it, hugging Boxten close.

"So~ how should we do this?" Goob asked, smiling happily as his clawed hands clumsily ran over Boxten's thighs and hips.

"Well, we could thrust from both sides, one into his mouth and his pussy. Or one in his ass and pussy. Or one in his ass and mouth," Shrimpo grumbled, "or, into the same hole."

Boxten blushed at any of those ideas, that sounded so embarrassing yet exciting. Goob bounced happily, "how about the last one? That one sounds fun!"

"Psh, fine, whatever," Shrimpo sighed with a roll of his eyes, wasting no time to pull his shirt off to be left in his boxers.

Boxten gently pushed away from Goob, starting to take off his pajamas. Goob giggled, clumsily adjusting himself on the bed into a comfortable position. Shrimpo looked at Goob, "do you want the front or the back?"

"Hmm, back!" Goob smiled, pulling Boxten flush against himself once he saw him wearing his underwear.

Shrimpo moved in close with a small annoyed breathe, running his hands over Boxten's bare chest. Boxten shivered, even more so as Goob's claws carefully began to grab onto his panties. Shrimpo dove a hand into the panties, not pulling them away as he used his hand to finger in and out of the hole. No warning, no patience, just determination. Boxten was shaky, trying to keep his breathes slow and steady but failing miserably. Goob managed to pull off Boxten's panties, peeking his head over the music box's shoulder to see the lovely slit. Boxten smiled softly, still breathing heavily as Shrimpo dipped another finger into it, scissoring them.

Goob began to gently bite Boxten's neck, licking the bloody marks with care whenever he bit just a tad too hard. Shrimpo rolled his eyes, dipping in two more fingers which caused Boxten to gasp loudly, legs twitching as he swore he saw stars. He was on the edge, which made it all the more devastating when Shrimpo pulled out his fingers. Boxten tried to let out a whine of protest before he felt the key on the back of his head yanked backwards. Shrimpo had grabbed it, giving him access to Boxten's neck for kisses and rather hurried bites to the now exposed flesh. Goob's hardened member was pressed against Boxten's ass at the moment while Shrimpo's against his belly, as if sandwiching him between them both. Eventually Shrimpo pulled away, letting go of Boxten's key. His hands made their way to his waist though, lifting Boxten up just enough to where both of the members poked against his pussy.

Both looked at Boxten, though he could only see Shrimpo he could tell they were waiting for permission to go farther. Boxten nodding, watching as Shrimpo and Goob lifted themselves upward and both into his soaked pussy. Boxten gasped, eyes rolling backwards as he felt both appendages fill his dripping wet hole. Goob was slow but eager, giving small pauses before diving deeper. Shrimpo on the other hand was more impatient, diving in faster with minor bucks of his hips. It did not take long for both to be entirely inside, all their faces now having some sort of pleasured expression on them. After about a minute, Boxten realized they were not moving and he looked up towards Shrimpo. Shrimpo had this smug look on his face, as if he had an idea and Boxten was going to be the victim in it.

"You...you can move no-" Boxten began before he felt a sudden buck of hips which shut him up.

"Then beg for it," Shrimpo replied.

Boxten took a second to process it, the bucking had been not only sudden but rough. Once he did though, he looked at Shrimpo with an embarrassed look. Boxten thought maybe Goob would talk back to Shrimpo, only for him to happily reply, "yeah! Come on Boxten! Beg for it!"

Boxten felt very hot all of a sudden, embarrassment rising in his body like water vapor from something boiling. He could hardly think as he could see and feel them both waiting. He sighed, looking at Shrimpo and begging softly, "p-please fuck me...I-I need it so bad! Please, please, ple-"

Boxten did not finish before he felt both sets of hips buck, causing him to yelp. The hips set different paces, Goob's was a bit more soft but erratic with timing, while Shrimpo's was rough and steady with thrusts. It did not take long for Boxten to come, releasing the clear liquid from his pussy and coating the dicks.

Oh fuck, this was going to be a long night...

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Boxten had been buying from Dandy, candies, instructions, stopwatches, anything really. It confused the other toons, who were not buying because well...all these items sucked. Dandy looked pleased though, smiling at Boxten and only Boxten everytime the toons approached the counter. Again and again he bought...until he stopped. Dandy was confused when it first happened, seeing Boxten avoiding the table as if it held a disease. The next time, Dandy watched as not only everyone avoided him, but how guilty Boxten looked. The third time he came out, he noticed how the toons were telling Boxten not to buy and to save his tapes, how Dandy should get the tapes by giving them actual good stuff. This irritated the flower, he glared at all of them now, not happy.

"More candy?" Vee rolled her eyes, looking at the items.

"Oh? What? Something the matter?" Dandy leaned on the counter, talking through gritted teeth.

"YEAH! YOUR SHIT STINKS!" Shrimpo shouted at him.

"I-it's not that bad," Boxten spoke up, making Dandy's gaze and hardened demeanor soften.

"OH SHUT IT!" Shrimpo shouted at Boxten, grumbling and stomping off, away from the shop.

As the other toons left the front of the shop, Dandy noticed Boxten looking over the items. Dandy smiled at Boxten, watching the music box toon look over the candies. He clearly wanted to buy them, but sighed with disappointment as he knew he was in hot water with his team already. Dandy smiled, talking very quietly, "Care to stay in the elevator a little bit longer than normal?"

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"Where's Boxten?" Poppy asked, looking around the machine she was doing.

"I don't know," Gigi shrugged, pulling a piece of chocolate from her head.

"HE STAYED IN THE ELEVATOR!" Shrimpo told them, stopping his head banging against the machine, "SOMETHING ABOUT THAT DUMB FLOWER WANTING HIM TO."

"He is the only one that has been buying from Dandy," Poppy nodded, humming in thought.

"Maybe Dandy is giving him something? Maybe a medkit!" Gigi was almost drooling at the idea of it (and possibly stealing it from him).

The toons made their way around the floor, it sucks they still had about 10 machines left. This was going to take quite a while.

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"D-Dandy..."

"Shh~...it's okay, I'm here..."

Boxten was half naked, shirt riding up above his chest and pants at his ankles as he leaned against the table. Dandy was sitting on his crate, using one hand to keep himself against the table and the other was used to pump two fingers in and out of Boxten's pussy. Dandy also had one of Boxten's boobs in his mouth, lolling his tongue over the nipple and sucking on it. Boxten was panting, hardly able to keep himself standing as Dandy pulled away from his breast and began to speak.

"You're such a good boy," Dandy began, curling his fingers to make Boxten gasp, "you were buying from my shop unlike those other ungrateful toons."

Boxten nodded, whimpering as Dandy gently inched a third finger into Boxten's pussy, "I-I did buy...I-I love your items."

"Oh? You do?" Dandy's pupils dilated, he tilted his head and shoved the fingers into Boxten which made him yelp, "such a good boy...thank you so very much for buying!"

Dandy pulled his fingers out, licking them clean and savoring the delicious delicate flavor of Boxten. Boxten was shaking, his legs twitching so much he thought he might just fall. Dandy then began to redress Boxten, causing the purple toon to let out a confused sound. Dandy chuckles as he moves Boxten's bra back into place, "what? Good boys deserve BIG rewards...just wait a few floors."

Dandy assisted Boxten in getting dressed, calming him down a little, then letting him leave the elevator. Still had 10 machines left, he could help. Poppy noticed Boxten and waved at him, smiling at her friend, "Hi Box! Shrimpo said you were with Dandy."

"Yeah, he was just...thanking me for buying from him," Boxten awkwardly chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Dang, had no clue Dandy was that nice," Gigi piped up, working on another machine nearby.

"HE ISN'T!" Shrimpo shouted from nearby, picking up a box of chocolates, "WHY DOES HE LIKE YOU SO MUCH?"

"Mahbe because he doesn't yell at him?" Vee snickered.

"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!" Shrimpo shouted at her, getting right in Vee's face.

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Five floors, they lasted five more floors before they got twisted Dandy. The massive twisted roamed around with very loud music following him every turn. They were all exhausted, and based on Boxten hearing the loud splatters of ichor on the floor, this was probably their last floor. One by one they got hit, luckily they don't die and just 'respawn' at the lobby. Boxten quickly realized that he was the only one left on the floor. He had over 20 machines left to do, by himself, with a lethal twisted on the floor. Boxten filled one machine up, hearing the ding he was going to run to hide before feeling his body pushed against it. Boxten froze, his head turned enough so he could see the massive twisted's rainbow claws. Boxten felt the hand grab him, and before he knew it he was on the floor under Dandy. Dandy's pupils were dilated more than normal, his eyes half-lidded and teeth sharply placed into a grin.

"Well, well, well...what do I have here?" Dandy smiled more, mouth curling happily.

"U-um...A music box..." Boxten stuttered, shyly cracking a smile.

"A very pretty one," Dandy replied, leaning his face down to press a kiss to Boxten's cheek.

Boxten blushed and shuddered, realizing Dandy had no intentions to actually hurt him. The music box relaxed, feeling much more safe than he probably should have. Yet, Dandy had no intentions to hurt him, made even more clear when he nipped at Boxten's cheek playfully with the tips of his teeth. Dandy hummed in thought as he undressed Boxten, little to no effort needed with Boxten practically ripping them off of himself.

"How about I do something strange?" Dandy smirked, moving forward to press the tip his dick against Boxten's pussy.

"Strange?" Boxten had been fucked before, it might be strange to some people but how would Dandy make it even more so, "how so?"

"Hmm...how do you feel about eggs?" Dandy asked, grinding downward with the urge to make Boxten soaking wet.

"E-eggs?" Boxten responded with a small yelp.

"Correct."

"U-um, sure?"

"Good!"

Dandy thrusted his dick inside softly, watching as the tip plunged in so easily but the rest was hesitant to invade the tightness. Boxten groaned, feeling as Dandy pressed deeper inside, filling him up quite a lot with just a quarter of his length. Boxten whimpered, feelings his legs trying to squeeze together on instinct. Dandy didn't let them close though, pushingin a little more to discourage it. Dandy felt his dick stop at a point, at Boxten's cervix. He purred deeply, oh Boxten was so warm for him and tight. Dandy looked down at Boxten's face, who looked a bit dizzy but enjoying the feeling of being filled this much. After a few minutes, Boxten gave a weak nod of his head. Dandy pulled out slightly before pushing back inside, setting a slow yet brutal pace.

"You feel so good..~" Dandy whispered, relishing in the fact he could feel Boxten get even more wet with every thrust, "you're going to look so pretty with my buds..."

Boxten couldn't exactly respond, afterall besides the large cock shoved all the way against his cervix, and his legs shivering, Dandy kissed him roughly. Boxten opened his mouth, allowing Dandy's much longer than normal tongue go inside his mouth. Dandy sped up a bit, he knew he himself wouldn't be able to last long with tight and lovely feeling Boxten was. Boxten let out a whine, feeling his climax right within reach as Dandy sped up once again. He felt it ram into him, he let out a strangled moan from around the tongue and came over Dandy's cock. Dandy pulled his tongue out of Boxten's mouth, licking his lips and enjoying how far they had gone so far.

Dandy sped up more though, causing Boxten to gasp and grab onto Dandy's hands, which were right next to his head. Dandy was panting, so very close and fueled more so by filling Boxten up with his buds even more. He needed to get Boxten pregnant, he just needed to, he needed to reward him for being such a good boy. Boxten, through his moans, felt Dandy slow down which confused him a little. Then, he felt it, something hard and circular filling him up where Dandy's cock was. Boxten relaxed, only tensing slightly when it hit his cervix. Then he felt it drop inside of him, one after another, Boxten was trying to count how many despite how much pleasure coursed through him. Alongside and between every egg, warm semen would fill him as well. Dandy watched as Boxten's belly swelled up with the seed-like eggs. He laid 20 inside if him, atleast he assumed, that was his usual clutch amount. Dandy purred again, slowly pulling his cock out once done.

"You look gorgeous...you look so pretty filled," Dandy nuzzled his face into Boxten's chest, kissing his sternum.

"Y-you're so k-kind..." Boxten stuttered out, feeling cum leaking from his hole.

"Hehe...time to get you back to the lobby. Maybe we can head to my bedroom," Dandy suggested, carefully pulling on Boxten's clothing.

Boxten nodded, tired yet feeling fulfilled...and he supposed just filled.