Watching your foot come at me, I smirk softly, that having been close to the reaction I was hoping for. Coughing a bit on the stink, I avoid the kick and latch on to your leg, already managing to scale up your body and plant my rear in your face in a few seconds flat, filling your nose with the stink of funky, sweaty ass. Say what you will about my size, I'm obviously a fast little thing. You soon hear a small grumbling sound from my stomach. Seems like you should PROBABLY hurry up and get me off of there.
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