Chapter 713: Sausages
“Hey, I think it got bigger!” Fentil, a skinny leopard beastkin called out to his friend. His fur was in a horrible condition: dirty, messed up, with patches missing; and his right eye wouldn’t stop twitching. “Yeah, it definitely got bigger, look! I told you that dust would make our dicks bigger!”
“Blah put that tiny sausage away before someone cuts it off for an appetizer!” Chil, a hippo beastkin covered his eyes. Though it was dark this deep in the lower ruins of the city, his eyes had adjusted all too well to catch a glimpse of the thing he wished to unsee: a sausage, fried crispy and juicy.
“It’s not a sausage it’s a dick, it’s not a sausage it’s a dick,” Chil kept repeating, trying to fight off the hunger that made him salivate.
“Damn right its not a sausage!” Fentil laughed as he shook his mediocre cock. “A giant cock! You just don’t want to see the truth that mine is finally bigger than yours!”
“As if! My pinky is bigger than your sausage!” Chil shouted and realized that all the fingers in front of his eyes were in fact sausages. And they smelled just like mama used to make them.
“Ah, if only Tasha could see me now!” Fentil grinned as he started rubbing one off, thinking of the girl of his dreams.
“Didn’t she spit in your face last time you saw her?” Chil asked.
“That was before I had this new dick. Now, I’ll be the one doing the spitting! Hey, do you have any more? If I make my dick as big as my leg, she’ll never spit on me again!”
“N-no I don’t,” Chil stuttered while he reached for the old pouch he hid in the inside pocket of his shirt. “Besides, this stuff isn’t even working right. Probably mixed with horn dust or something.”