Your eyes are greeted by those a tall muscular sea otter. He is grinning at you.
"Goodness I was told of a fantastic view and what a view it is." He says, eying your exposed thighs. You blush and let your blouse fall back down. He begins to disrobe, causing you to blush further.
"Hey what do you think you're doing?!" You blurt out. He looks at you, puzzled.
"I'm going for a swim. Wish it were the sea but after a season an' a half I'm not as picky. Plus I have a pretty hog'maid as company." You shake your head.
"I cant just...bath with you. I'll wait til your done thanks."
"Suit yourself but I aim at being here for a long time." He takes a few steps but stops, noticing your crushed expression.
"Aw buck up lass. It's a big enough lake, theres plenty of room." He says trying to convince you to join him.
You, however have a better idea. You gather three shells and a smooth pebble. You propose that he has to keep his eye on the shell with the pebble and if he fails, he must leave you be. He tilts his head and asks.
"But what if i win? I mean I dont mind if you're here or not." You hesitate.
"What would you like?" you cautiously ask. He shrugs. Annoyed, you blurt out.
"Oh come on! I practically had to lick my father's footpaws to come here. The otter picks up on this.
"That'll do!" He says, grinning.
What?" you ask. He raises his footpaw.
"Well It's not good for an otter to walk around all the time. If I win, I want you to give my feet a nice licking!" He says grinning. You gasp but agree.
You kneel before the three shells and slowly shuffle the shells. You increase the speed and then abrubtly stop. He grins and points at the center. you lift it and see...
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