Buster made it to his "Holes" class just as the bell rang. Holes class was necessary for all soon-to-be famouse toons. It taught all the tricks of the trade. Picking up holes, sliding them under people and objects and even how to keep one in your back pocket without loosing your ass in it. Buster sat near the back of the class right behind Fifi La Fume. Being a skunk, her scent was always overwealming and Buster's eyes always watered when he was behind her. However it was thru those watering eyes he could always make out the view of her perfectly shaped ass. Buster wouldnt have it any other way. He often daydreamed of what it would be like to be only a few inches tall and trapped underneath that gorgeous butt. The teacher, Professer Fudd, then bagan to speak. "Alwight cwass, now we will expewiment with these holes I'll be passing out".
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