Sean was struggling way too much inside of Duke for him to chance going to spar. Instead he sat on the bench with his cock and sack hanging over the side. Duke could speed the process along if he could just get Sean to stop resisting so much. "Let me out of here you meat head mongrel!" Duke heard from inside the fleshy walls of his scrotum.
"I'm afraid that's not going to happen Sean. You and I both know that the more guys you absorb, the stronger you get." Duke said spreading his legs and giving his sack a firm bounce on the cold floor. "You picked this fight. I'd have to be an idiot to pass it up."
"I was sooo close dammit! I had already cockvored this other meat head Duck. If you would have just gone down my dick like a good boy I would have had a real shot at being the Champion!" Sean yelled from inside as he threw a tantrum trying to free himself.
Duke shook his head and slammed his sack onto the floor again. The impact was enough to make Sean grunt and stop the tantrum. "Look on the bright side. You get to be a part of the Champion. Just stop fighting and you can be a part of me. Together I think we have a real shot. By absorbing you I'll get a lot quicker and probably a little more devious which are traits that I'm sorely lacking."
Sean knew he had bitten off more than he could chew with this ripped Husky. He thought about starting to struggle again, but Duke was making sense. Drawing this out was only delaying the inevitable. The more organic the process was, the more of him would be absorbed by his captor, the more of him that would live on through him. Slowly things started to get fuzzy for Sean as the Cum filled Duke's scrotum. Within a few moments he was one with Duke.
Duke writhed with pleasure as his sack started to recede to normal size. He could feel Sean as part of him now. His mind worked a quicker and he also felt the ability to think outside the box had improved. With an exhausted sigh he walked over and slid his thong back on over his even more ripped ass. With a deflated sack he was now free to do what ever he wanted before his match started.
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