Looking up, you can see the chubby bear-cat-rabbit thing, Chowder, walking towards you. As he stomps closer, he stops suddenly, his foot not too far from you. He starts to mumble to himself, something about dropping something important. Either way, he's the only one around, so you might as well follow him...
Looking up, you can see, underneath Chowder's clothes, his rump and his undies, which look like they've been used quite a bit. The smell coming from the foot in front of you is very strong, too. You've always had a paw fetish, though, so the cheesy musk entrances you momentarily... He still glances this way and that, and you need to decide what to do now.
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