His rump wiggles against you gently, "Oh, I think one of his toys is still in here. What a waste it would be to have it get squished against my rump." Some light spills into the trousers, as he reaches back and lifts them open a bit. You see a large paw reach in towards you. You have no where to go, so you can do nothing but wait for the paw to grab you. It gently pinches you between his thumb and index finger, and he pulls you out of his trousers, and around to his face. He looks you over carefully, all you can do is stare up into the face of this huge liontaur that would have no problem squishing you like a bug if he wanted to. You look carefully at his face, to see if he is upset at you for being pressed against his rump like that or not...
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