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Another harrowing mission and elaborate quest to defeat evil had come and gone. Returning to his home was Crash Bandicoot, making sure that he would be alone for quite some time. It was times like this that he could use a hot bath to ease away his stresses. Luckily enough he was already equipped to do just that. What was considered a defect of his experimentation had been bizarrely twisted into a major benefit.

With a groan to himself, Crash was quick to enter his bathroom. Nobody apart from himself knew; the entire time he had been holding in the urge to relieve himself. It was a strange talent of his, not only being able to hold in his urine for an exceedingly long time but also being able to "store" the building amount of fluid within his bladder. Naturally, this only made the urge to go all the stronger but he managed to hold out to the very end, without showing any signs of anything wrong.

Waiting for the bandicoot was his tub. Despite the pangs in his bladder, Crash hummed to himself as he did a few things to prepare the mood. Though he was no doubt wild and crazed, there was admiration for the candles that he lit and the small radio that played soft music on low volume. The lights were turned off, giving a pleasant atmosphere within the bathroom.

Crash fully embraced his "me time," by undressing. Of course he only wore pants, having pulled them down. Only being left were his boxers, straining to contain the huge cock that he wielded between his legs, another blessing from his experimentation. Being both very long and thick, with a pair of fat orange furred balls that matched the size of his endowment.

Still humming to himself, took a bit of time to admire himself, still being sweaty from the adventure. His pelt was a bit damp and the heavy smell of his own musk was embedded deep within it. Deep sniffs were given to his exposed pits, keeping his arm lifted. Lungfuls of his own musk got him all the more excited, sending shudders down his spine and through his cock. The smell of him was filling the room as a whole, overpowering the sweetly scented candles. From his lifted arms, semi hard cock and slightly swaying balls, the stink of bandicoot was surrounding him and filling the room itself.

Once getting his fill, Crash eyed the tub and smirked. He climbed inside and eased himself down, plugging the drain before leaning back. A moment was given to just take it all in, looking down at his nude form and sniffing at the air itself, being heavy with the smell of him. Finally, he focused on that pressure inside of him. His bladder was plenty full, being the equivalent of many piss breaks that should have been taken while on the adventure.

Panting a bit, he eased the pressure he had on his bladder. For a while now it had all been kept at bay. His cock throbbed, swelling even more a bit. Feeling the "dam" being broken, the bandicoot was quick to grip his massive shaft, holding it with both hands and pointing the tip towards his upper body.

Now that the flow was unleashed, there was no stopping it. But Crash was right where he wanted to be. Just taking deep breaths and bracing himself as the pent up fluids were released. A rush of hot and smelly piss poured from his tip with force. It struck his chest, and drenched his orange pelt instantly. A goofy smile of relief spread across his face and a long winded sigh followed. He slid down a bit and the stream moved up to pour over his face. It was unexpected but Crash embraced the shower of his own dark yellow water, even opening his mouth.

Reveling in the dirty act, Crash was shamelessly taking in mouthfuls of his fresh urine while letting himself become soaked. The smell of his piss was potent and briefly overpowered the musk that hung heavy in the air. Taking in a long whiff of it directly was enough to make him lightheaded, just the way he liked it.

He made sure to shower every inch of himself in the arching stream. He just let it flow out of him, basking in the warmth and added stink that washed over him. And even better was the piss that was collecting and pooling into the plugged tub, rising up and engulfing his legs in the piping hot fluid.

While letting the urine just come out of him, Crash gave attention to his body. He propped his arms behind his head for support, sighing deeply from the comfort it brought. Almost immediately, his nose was starting to twitch, picking up the odor that was wafting from his raised arms. It was even stronger than before, his pits getting washed in his acrid urine. The smell that came was a mix of both, being much like the new odor that had formed in the air, the combining stinks of his sweat and piss. It was just like that but even stronger, being concentrated within his damp pit fur.

He got his fill on the intoxicating stink while more dark yellow piss was being added to the tub, steadily filling it up. It felt so good and getting himself high on his own grizzly musk was just adding on top of that. Moaning out and lolling his tongue, Crash rode out the draining of his bladder, feeling his supply starting to dwindle. He had filled the tub more than halfway when the strong stream began to thin out, soon becoming nothing more than dribbles after about 2 minutes.

Sighing in satisfaction, Crash shuddered from the heavy pleasure that lingered from such a long piss. But he wasn't exactly satisfied with the fluid level. He liked it to be at least chest level. Usually he had enough stored to do that but the latest adventure was shorter than most...

He thought for a bit but the next course of action became obvious as he felt the throbbing of his cock. Taking a good piss and getting it all over himself was a major turn on and never failed to make him hard afterwards. Taking advantage, the bandicoot gripped his cock with his hands again, working them in tandem to pump up and down.

From his level of excitement, pre was already oozing from the tip and sliding down to wet his palms with precum as well as piss. Moans of pleasure came from him as he put more pressure on his foreskin, tugging it up and down with more force. His tongue was back to lolling and his eyes rolled from the heavy waves of pleasure he felt.

With about the same force as his piss, spurts of precum were shooting from his twitching his tip. They came back down on his body, streaking his chest in the slimy musky fluid. Crash shuddered as the smell of so many bodily fluids were mixing together so perfectly, it was riling him up even more. Leaning his upper body closer and pulling the shaft closer to himself, the bandicoot kept stroking but now added the use of his tongue.

He swirled it around, giving heavy attention to the tip while his hands gave stimulation to the rest. They all worked at the same pace, rubbing and squeezing at certain spots that made the pleasure rise. Crash's tongue was tracing along his foreskin, collecting the piss that had flowed into the folds. He shivered from the bitter taste of trapped sweat that lay even deeper within. Just a bit more, his cock was pulsing hard and the pre was shooting out with more force, having slathered his chest and now coating his neck in the thick substance.

Pumping and licking as hard as he could, Crash cried out as the first rope of cum shot from his tip. A thick, viscous rope was forced upwards, striking the ceiling before it started to cascade and dribble back down into the tub. Right after, another huge blast of bandicoot cum was launched from his taut and churning balls. Volleys of his hot, slimy and musky seed were sprayed upwards, only to come oozing back down in gooey waterfalls, being collected back into the tub.

The entire time, Crash was writhing and panting hard from the orgasm that was extended by every immense throb of his giant cock and another flood of cum from his tip. A good portion of the heavily scented jizz had painted his own body in yet another smelly layer. He rode out the near endless spraying of his cock, making a mess of not only the ceiling but most of the bathroom as a whole, luckily avoiding the candles and radio. When it finally tapered down, the nearly overwhelmed Bandicoot just hummed in heavenly delight as he sank into the pool of his essence, letting the hot bath soak his troubles away...