Otter Creek just a reflex

Success!! He hummed and growled happily as he rubbed himself all over her, flopping and rubbing himself from cheek to shoulder, wiggling his bum and flicking his tail to try and guarantee to get the lady as wet as possible before she could get him off of her. Yeah that's the fucking point lady! He shrilled with glee like any child who was having a blast. 

As she pushed and shoved to make him move, the boy simply ragdolled and became dead weight. It was always harder to move something that was just so malleable, and with his still liquid and flexible spine, it should make it that much harder to get him to move as he howled in impish laughter in her dismay of getting soaked under his looming presence. Had enough yet?! If she couldn't fight him off now, how could she do it if he had a shitty bum to wipe on her later?

Sucked to suck he supposed.