NNC: Day Twenty Eight

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#11 of No Nut Challenge

Without a body your soul clings to whatever it can to have some kind of body, merging with Swift's cum to give you a physical form once more at least until he gets off again.


When you woke up you were surprised to see your soul had merged with his cum once more. Giving you a body of sorts again even if it was just a collection of his seed that you somehow pulled into a shape vaguely like your own body. Though this would likely only last until he got off again at which point you'd have to try to inhabit something again. Which might be soon considering the otter was stirring awake once more.

Those grabby fingers of his, squeezing and rubbing over his balls, playing with your form. Wiggling or fighting against his fingers only ever made him more excited. You tried not to do so but it was hard to stay still with the way his fingers pushed you around. Part of you thought about squirming just to make him get off to see about freeing yourself. The other part of you was sure your best option was to stay right where you were. If the charm was still strong however you'd likely remain trapped regardless.

You wanted to be free, to feel the wind on your face and be able to sleep in your bed again. Deep down however you had grown accustomed to Swift's balls however and even felt a bit of comfort with how his body held you. It felt weird to think that way especially with how he literally melted you despite the precautions he took. Your time without a body seemed to only enhance these feelings further as you at least had a space to inhabit. Who knows what might happen to you once you left his balls or where you'd even go. So in a way you felt safer in here at least knowing where you were and that he was enjoying you.

Once your concentration broke on your thoughts you realized that you had been absent mindedly rubbing the inside of his balls. Pulling your hand away to not try and get him to get off just in case something bad happened. Though at that point it was already far too late to stop what had been set in motion. Chances were the otter was going to get off regardless of your actions but there was a chance you pushed him into doing it.

Feeling the fingers from one hand fondle over your form while the sleepy otter slowly stroked his shaft. While the cum around you sloshed about, you could feel your ability to hold a more solid shape start to slip away. The motion of the cum swirling around you, pulled your body along with it and it was like you were getting mixed with the rest. You could feel where everybody of the cum you had merged with was but lacked the strength to pull it together. Only getting worse as Swift picked up the pace a little upon waking up more.

Once he could no longer feel any bulges, Swift pulled his hand away from his balls and focused on getting off. Without his hand holding his balls somewhat in place, things inside of them only sloshed around more. Making it hard in your liquid state to even tell what was up from down or left from right. Wishing you could pull yourself together enough to at the very least brace yourself and have some stability.

Things would pick up a bit more before coming almost to a stop then start back up again. Swift was edging again, taking his time to enjoy himself thoroughly. While he might not get off, it did mean things were taking longer than they usually did. On the bright side he might not get off which meant you didn't have to worry about a possible unknown outcome. That however seemed unlikely since Swift likely wouldn't hold back like he had done on some other days and was just going for a more intense orgasm.

How long he edged for, you could not say but eventually he was forced to hit his climax. The extra powerful rush of his orgasm pulled your cum for to the exit and started to shoot it out. Because of the charm however your soul remained trapped in his balls, ripped away from the cum it had bonded with. Swift must have felt your form reappear once more as his fingers rubbed over his balls while he continued to shoot out rope after rope of cum.

Unlike before however the pull from his body was much stronger and your soul's desire to bind to something in fear of dispersing resulted in something new. You could feel yourself start to sink into the flesh of his balls and at first you thought you were going free. The charm however did not fail and you weren't allowed to leave his balls still. That didn't stop his balls from absorbing your soul into them however. Unable to stop the process even if you wanted to as you sunk into his flesh rather swiftly.

Even before you fully merged with his balls, you could feel his fingers rubbing and squeezing over your new form. Those soft pads brushing through the very dense and short fur on his balls. It felt good to be touched in this way, feeling you with a warmth to your very core. Swift's lust surging through your own body and the bliss he felt from his morning orgasm. Then your soul fully merged with his balls, unable to move any of it anymore.

A few minutes after his orgasm came to a close, you could feel his fingers rub over his balls some more. It felt pleasurable for him to touch you in such a way even if he was just investigating. There of course was nothing for him to feel and it was possible he might have thought he lost you entirely. No matter how much you tried to wiggle however, you couldn't actually move this form on your own. You were just a spectator from your current position even more than before.

There was a small side effect that Swift definitely did notice however. He could feel his balls were heavier as a result of your merging with his balls. You made them a lot more sensitive to touch than they were before and he played with them throughout the day more than usual. This only made you get riled up which in turn made Swift himself hornier. By the time he got home later that day, you could feel him start to get off again. Your soul even felt like it sunk deeper into the flesh of his balls.