Can ya really blame a guy for not checking what they sat on 8 hours into a gaming session? One quick shove and the problems gone anyway
¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#nsfw
Fantastic Badgerclops buttfun from @PozoleBun
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Furraffinity description:

You had not thought this through. Not clearly enough that is, and now, you can hardly think. Barreled over on your hands and knees and quite exhausted from the climb, the somewhat stinging scent of the platform you were on was getting to you. Mere minutes ago, you had woken up, unable to understand how you get here, or where ‘here’ was, but one thing was for sure: it was far bigger than it should be. Your first sightings were the computer, its desk, and the computer chair that look relatively normal, but everything else seemed strange. Some sort of basement? Either way, what shocked you more was the sheer size of everything. Even then though, you realized if there was a computer, there was a way to get help, or at least understand where you were.

Now, you were having a hard time figuring out just how to get to the desk, as you realized just what that scent was you were breathing in. A sultry mix of similar smells and odd ones, sweaty but hardly pungent. You just hoped whoever had conditioned this chair into such a state wouldn’t be coming back anytime soon. You were quite wrong, as you heard massive, thudding steps rushing down the stairs and quickly towards the chair. You had no chance of escaping, as a jump off would kill you, and a climb would be too slow. You stare at the back of the computer chair thinking to climb up, but that’s when you see a looming shadow above, and turn just in time to see a rather incredible site.

“Man… that’s the last time I let Mao Mao schedule anything anymore, I’m an hour late already.” Badgerclops rushed through the basement door and downstairs. Controller in hand, the massive badger made his way to his chair, leaning over the desk to power on his computer, waiting for the screen to turn on, and finally, moving back to sit in his trusty chair. The massive rear-end filled out the seat completely, some cheekage spilling over the sides, as the arm rests strained, but of course, Badgerclops could care less, as his attention always remained straight to the screen in front of him.

“Ugh.. come on… hate these speeds.” Impatiantly waiting, and tapping his toe, Badgerclops folded his arms as he leaned forward, rear end lifted up aways from the back of the chair. Having been out all day, doing hero work, the sweaty rear-end seemed to slip a bit from the seat. Standing up and leaning a bit forward to get a better position on the chair, his movements froze as he looked back to the computer. “Oh, finally!” Badgerclops watched as the screen changed to a menu, and his expression changed to a large grin. With a hefty plop of his rear, the massive ass squished back down onto the unsoaked computer chairs cushion, his wright creaking the chair.

“Hmmm..” Badgerclops shifted his ass for a moment, thinking something was underneath, but he didn’t quite care enough to move it. A spare usb-stick? A remote? A ‘toy’ he left on the chair? Who cares! It was game time for the massive badger!

You had made another extreme error. Having seen the massive rear end of the giant before you lift up a bit, you were sure you had a chance at sliding or running under just quick enough to escape the massive, sweaty hindquarters. Quickly dashing forwards a bit, you were struck with a strong scent, one you didn’t want to focus on. Having no room to escape, you were sure this was the only way. You had stopped in a moments notice as the massive giant had suddenly shifted his mood. Then you quickly saw the massive crack above you hurtling down towards you. You turned to dash back, out of fear of being squished in a rather uncomfortable position, but now, you were in one just as bad as you thought.

The heavy, sweltering taint of the giant pressed down on your back, the world outside being locked away from you by a mountain of steamy, somewhat damp flesh. You were lucky enough to be spared his balls, but now the sweaty taint ground at you tirelessly. Minute gave way to hours, as you didn’t dare to struggle, but you were getting fed up, as the dampness was increasing, and the aroma around you was becoming like a fog. You had to do something. Waiting for a moment of movement, you plan to squeeze yourself back out underneath the butt, at least feeling the cushion was sweaty enough for you to worm your way back. You finally feel a small tilt forward, and take your chance, using your arms to drag yourself forward. You could dimly see the back of the computer chair once more, a spark of hope.

Darkness. You felt the weight come crashing back down on your, first at your feet, and then your legs and back, and a sudden, hot, sweltering heat had-

*squelch*

You grimace, feeling a slick, surface envelope the top of your head. An intense heat covers your ears, and eyes, and worst of all your nose. You know all too well where the top of your head just poked into, and you inhale a lungfull of the strong, potent scent of it. You don’t dare move, and you feel the puckered entrance clench and react to your sudden intrusion. The rear end doesn’t even move or flinch tho, as it stays steady. The massive anus is pushing down on you more and more.

‘Ahhh… f-fuck…did I leave a plug down there?’ Badgerclops thought to himself. His back arched backwards in response to the sudden feeling at his ass made him blush a bit. Thinking it was one of his personal toys, the thought popped into his head to just move or brush it away, but, he was feeling very excitable right now, as he had just finished a raid with a group. Shuffling back and forth in his seat, the thought became more and more enticing, as his dick started to stiffen a bit. Grinning and biting his lip. The large, now horny badger grabbed at his headset and began to speak back to the other players.

“Hang on, guys. Somethings been botherin’ me all day. Needa fix it real quick~” Setting down the headset onto the desk and leaning forward a bit, Badgerclops fondled himself for just a moment before finally standing up from the chair and leaning forward. Leading a hand down to his taint, he could still feel whatever he left clinging to his sweaty crack, his hours of playing making it stay in place just long enough for one clawed hand to scoop it further down his rear.

With a hand between his legs, Badgerclops quickly shoveled whatever he had left on his chair past his taint, and slipped it right into his greedy hole.

“Hrrrnngmf…” Badgerclops moaned in delight, trying not to be too loud. Eyes rolling back a bit, and biting his lip. His clawed fingers slid effortlessly up to his asshole, as the sweat slicked pucker gobbled whatever it was he had pushed into there. It felt like a plug for sure, even maybe a small bit of vibration. As he focused, and maneuvered two of his fingers to shove whatever it was deeper into his ass, he could feel himself could even harder. With a wet, sloppy ‘shplrpf’ the fingers came back out, hole open wide but slowly clenching back, his hand moving away. Badgerclops stood still, letting his rear adjust to the sensation.

You didn’t have time to react. As soon as you had felt the pucker release its pressure, you were wedged and stuck between the standing giants’ cheeks. Struggling only slightly, you had felt something brush against your legs, as it swept up your damp body, crumbling you over, and flipping you onto your stomach. The tumbling had stop just moments before your feet came into with the sweltering folds of the massive asshole you had just been assaulted by. The pressure on your upper body was enough to let the sweaty pucker accept your legs with ease. The raunchy, hefty scent filled your lungs as you barely had anytime to react, reaching your hands out as the large, clawed fingers somehow delicately guided your tiny body in and through the wrinkled hole. Once again, your world became dark, sounds muffled, and your body squeezed snugly than before. You felt the pressure cease, and, to your horror, the only amount of cooler air you felt was on your hand.

You could hardly think, and hardly breath, every inhale taking in the most harsh musk ever. You pushed your hand out as far as you could, feeling the hot, sweaty folds of the muscle gripping at your body, the build up of sweat letting it slide out only a bit, before being suckled, and clenched back in. You could finally feel a strong tug grasp at your body, the hot, slick insides gobbling more of you inside. And there you were, looking out from the last gape of the massive, hefty, sweaty pucker, watching the clawed hand disappear, as the chair cushion came back into site.

You could briefly hear the large giants voice come to your ears a small pocket of space let you listen in: “Aight, im back! Think im good for an all-nighter!” Your drowsy mind hardly took in that information, as with another tug, and a grunt from outside pulled you even father into the massive bowels. You reached for the light, realizing that it was slowly slipping, replaced by a closed wring of pink wrinkles and slimy flesh. Your hand was quickly tugged back with the rest of your body, with a silent, to the giant, but loud to you; “splrrft.” The massive pucker clenched shut. It would stay shut for another long couple of sweaty, musky hours…

FantASStic fuckin Badgerclops commission I got from Pozole Pozole
so good in fact I had to write something for it!

Enjoy you freaks!