This was pretty inevitable, really. The last couple pictures that have had Reoku in them made him out to be the victor in one way or another. While I do agree that the catboy needs a little time at the top, I also greatly enjoy torturing him. Well...okay, this really isn't so much ME tormenting him as it is James. Remember a while back when I had Reoku go over so I could get that picture of James sitting on him? We all know how that ended...or do we? I went back over to James' place a few days after that whole ordeal, and just out of curiosity I asked him what became of his catboy toy. The answer he gave really didn't surprise me.

"After you left, I sprayed him until he passed out so he couldn't be naughty. That pretty much took care of him until Flash got home. That night, we...erm...played with him. Oh, the stuff we did! Like, there was one point when I stuck my..."

At this point, I had to ask James to spare me the details. What happened in there with he, Flash, and Reoku was none of my business. I just wanted to know what happened in the end.

"Hehe, funny you should put it that way, really. The next morning, Flash had some errands to run, so I stayed home to look after our plaything. I got a little...playful and the next thing you know, I was...well, letting him slide up into my lovely rump! He put up a good fight, but I was able to get him in there. I told him I'd let him out...eventually. Hehe! You should have heard the sound he made when I told him I'd forgotten to wipe after going to the bathroom! It made me giddy! I told the truth, though. I let him out...once my belly was done with him. I, uh, hope you didn't want him back..."

Luckily, I know Reoku has nine lives, though I'm not gonna lie; I lost count of what one we're up to by now. I did run by his warehouse and he was there, so he's still with us. I just thought you all might get a kick out of the tale James told me. Enjoy!

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