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Hey, Was Ist Los, Inkbunny cuties? Happy to leave my impact for thought on the Furry Wehraboo Community ``^w^>
Ich Lieben Dich
Upon the door, risen high above and mantled over the floor, you dangle as the machinations of your loinful undergarments crooked to a hinge within dull metal fastenings.
Terror flashes before you! Bypasers stop what they are doing to gaze upon thoust being pansted from inainimate objects!
Hunched over. Attemping to paw at the ground with no avail. Suspended at the point you stuck yourself in, every attempt to hide your face and shame failed.
What's going on?!
That is all. o3o
I'm new here, and mostly new to the fandom. Looking for active people to chat with.