CJ was hiding in his washing machine and he got caught by a burglar who broke into his house.

"oh, nooooo" CJ moaned, biting his quivering lip.

The burglar stops, nearing CJ's while his rear end was out fully exposed to the burglar.

"Do you.... need, uh help?" the burglar asks.

"please mr/ms/mrs. burglar man, i am *heavy panting* soo stuck, and I dont think i can get out like this." CJ replies.

He then asks the burglar to find anything that could loosen the grip the washing machine has on CJs hips.

"I can't find anything, I'm so sorry, but i think I'm going to resume robbing you of all of your possessions including but not limited to: your bedframe, living room couch, steam points, gaming chair and only your keyboard."

"NOOOO, daddy! Please NOT the STEAM POINTS" CJ exclaims.

The Burglar sighs, letting out visible *potentially s3xual* frustration, "I'm sorry, but unless you have a way for me to remove you from the bondage that is your washing machine, this is, but alas, my only option."

CJ's body relaxes, as his thighs collapse and he falls to his knees still stuck, hopeless even. "well, there may be ONE way."

"In order to get me out, you must lube my gorgeous extremely ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and stuck body with your spit..."
CJ says devoid of hope.

"Oh?" the burglar smirks.

Slowly, the burglar removes his/her/their shiesty, revealing a beautiful scruff.

This burglar is a furry.....

"RAWUGHLllllllll" the burglar growls while assuming all fours. "Oh yes, my darling, this... THIS is something I CAN do for you"

Crawling closer, creeping and inching near CJ's hips, the burglar drools fanatically as if he/she/they could not contain themselves.

"Please, please be gentle, this is my first time" CJ pants as the burglar creeps closer to his beautiful frame.

The Burglar lets out a large howl, then proceeds to lick and drool all over CJ's perfect body. Overcome with the thought of CJ the burglar goes into a frenzy as the TRUE freak of the burglars nature, reveals itself.

This then proceeds to take course for the next 15 minutes as both CJ and the burglar are overcome with raw unsuppressed FERAL emotion.

*TUG TUG, SLURP, MOAN, TUG, TUG, SLURP, DROOL, TUG TUG, POP*

CJ's body slips from within its washer onto the floor and unlike most clothing is when removed from the washer, CJ was dirty. Dirtier than he had ever been.

Exhausted from the event that had just occurred, CJ turns around to thank the burglar but to his surprise, the burglar is nowhere to be found. CJ's vision then becomes hazy "out of stamina, no potions..." cj says before succumbing to the lickening.

Hours pass, as he finally wakes up, able to stand strong yet delicate, CJ then prances around the house looking for any signs of what could have happened.

Saddened by the fact that the burglar left without saying goodbye, CJ then decides to go to his room and hop onto his steam account.

"huh, whats this?" cj questions as he finds a note that was left on the back side of his PC set up. He brushes a random scruff of fur off the letter, picks it up, then reads it.

"Dear washing machine guy,

That may have been one of the only real experiences I have ever had in my life and for that I thank you. You see, it is hard to form connections in a day and age where everything is about looks, status, money, etc. I am too desirable in this world, meaning that I can never tell when someone wants me for me and not my rugged looks, and notoriety. I want you to have a part of me, as i fear that this may be the only time in my life where I will be able to connect with someone on the level we did.

The truth is, I'm scared, I'm scared of slowing down, I'm scared of change. I can't do that to someone as wonderful as you. I hope you understand this, and remember not to take things personally, it's just that I know you deserve better than I could ever provide.

Please, live your life, fully and without regret, forget our interaction ever happened, grow old, have grandpups, grow your family. Me? I'll be on the road, looking for what I once found with you knowing it is a pointless endeavor.

With Love,

Burglar"

"grandpups? what the hell does that mean? also why was there fur on the note? My dog isnt this color. Hmm maybe the had a guard dog there to help him in case a home owner was armed during their robbery." CJ put the letter down, heartbroken and confused.

"WAIT DID HE STEAL MY STEAM POINTS?" CJ frantically scurries to his steam account to check.

"Phew, he didnt steal my steam points, THANK GOD" he says while sitting on the floor (as the Burglar had stolen his chair, couch, keyboard and bedframe.)

The End.