Luna’s black tail hole descends towards you, increasingly filling more and more of your vision until suddenly you are slammed by her rear into the barn’s floor. Your vision of her mischievous smirk obscured as tonnes of husky flesh and fur surround you. At one inch tall you are hardly taller than her tail hole is across, trapped as you are, you seem to only two choices...
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