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Chapter #4
Salvation
by: Unknown
Staving off your arousal isn't easy.. You find yourself lusting after the citizens and thier quite massive equipment. It feels strange, but the females are having quite the same effect on you. However, you are starting to get rather embarrassed. Your scent drifts through the city, and it seems a session of heat could get the entire city on your tail, literally.
Then relief is found in a sign. A spool of thread and scissors. A bounce in that direction reminds you of your probelm.. But with the large tail, you catch yourself without falling flat on your massive bust. You slowly saunter through the widened doors looking about at the sampled clothing... Then a sight hits you, a mirror. A fear of missing a few limbs are replaced with you realize the heavy breasts blocks all view of your arms. Oh.. they are huge. And the rest of you..so small.
It's hard to tell when the fox come into the picture, but he is impossible to miss now. You turn around, though your breasts sway from the quick movement. He is huge.. At least 7 feet tall, soft cream fur in front, and orange at his sides.. And that heavy sheath between his legs. And a sac looking to carry a few overly large party ballons. For a clothing maker, he wears nothing. He grins softly. "Come back, and we'll measure you."
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