The Zoo/The otter
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You walk over to the edge of the pond and sit down beside the otter, grimacing as you sit on your tail. You reach back and pull it out from under your butt as the otter giggles. | You walk over to the edge of the pond and sit down beside the otter, grimacing as you sit on your tail. You reach back and pull it out from under your butt as the otter giggles. | ||
| - | "Hey, man, are you a dude | + | "Hey, man, are you a dude without a cock or a chick without tits?" he asks, sounding like a typical twenty-something stoner. |
"I'm a guy," you say. "Apparently, dragons have their junk on the inside." | "I'm a guy," you say. "Apparently, dragons have their junk on the inside." | ||
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"Okay, so how about we do something about it?" you say. "What's the big deal about fucking around if it'll save a guy's life and get some food in our bellies?" | "Okay, so how about we do something about it?" you say. "What's the big deal about fucking around if it'll save a guy's life and get some food in our bellies?" | ||
| - | " | + | "Beats me," Oscar says. "I offered to blow a bunch of them when I got here but nobody was into it. Bunch of homophobic assholes, I guess. So, what do you want to do, man?" |
*[[The Zoo/"I could blow you."| "I could blow you."]] | *[[The Zoo/"I could blow you."| "I could blow you."]] | ||
Current revision as of 20:56, 6 April 2013
You walk over to the edge of the pond and sit down beside the otter, grimacing as you sit on your tail. You reach back and pull it out from under your butt as the otter giggles.
"Hey, man, are you a dude without a cock or a chick without tits?" he asks, sounding like a typical twenty-something stoner.
"I'm a guy," you say. "Apparently, dragons have their junk on the inside."
"Cool, man," the otter says. "I'm Oscar."
"Hi, I'm..." You quickly think up a fake name. "I'm Phyre." Perhaps a little too quickly. If this is being shown all over the internet, you don't want to use your real name, but Phyre? Really? That's the best you could come up with? You shrug off your impulsive choice and turn your attention back to Oscar. "Are you hungry?"
"Starving," Oscar replies. "I've had the munchies ever since I got here."
"Do you want to eat the horse guy over there?" I ask, nodding toward the black stallion.
Oscar makes a face, raising his whiskers in a grimace. "Not really."
"Okay, so how about we do something about it?" you say. "What's the big deal about fucking around if it'll save a guy's life and get some food in our bellies?"
"Beats me," Oscar says. "I offered to blow a bunch of them when I got here but nobody was into it. Bunch of homophobic assholes, I guess. So, what do you want to do, man?"
