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The gentle hum of AC, the breathing of the Ferret girl, and the viscous churning of her nutsack were the only sounds in the darkened room. That is, until the sleeping predator began to stir, wakened by sun light filtering through closed blinds. She sighed and looked at the bed around her, adjusting back to reality seemingly much better than the fool in her balls.

"Oh?" Emmy pulled up the covers and saw her very much enlarged ballsack "yeaah... Now I remember" *sigh* "Went on a date with you, had, uh.." she counted on her fingers "Well, however many drinks. And now you're, well..." no point finishing that sentence; the dead don't make good conversation partners.

There were more serious matters for the ferret to attend to anyway, a serious case of blue balls. Her prey's struggles must have been too weak for her to even feel them; somehow she was even able to sleep as they died in her balls. But now that they had been transformed, their influence over the ferret grew much stronger. She stood up at the side of the bed, and started pumping.

In only a little longer than it had taken her blind date to cum, Emmy evicted her prey right onto the motel bed. Soaking into the sheets, splattering the pillows and headboard, lamps, the mattress, even some on the floor. The law of conservation of mass was a bitch sometimes, especially for the janitors at places Emmy visits. After a solid minute, the flow stopped, and the sticky date sank into the bed, thoroughly ruining it.

Emmy smiled as she admired her work "Didn't your parents tell you not to make a mess of the bedsheets?" she asked her deceased one-night-stand, one hand on her hip, the other on her bottom lip. There was no response, except the popping of some bubbles.

She snapped a picture on her phone, posted it to some groups, and left the room. The motel would clean it up, and the law wouldn't be involved. for the hours before the cleaning staff finally got to the room, last night's date cooled and congealed. Their phone blew up with messages; Emmy didn't even make the kindness of showing the prey's family their new form. Their family was left in the dark, just as they were. Oh well. These kinds of things happened, and it wasn't worth dealing with a predator to investigate them...

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