Poor sissy fox Serry has been chafing under an uncomfortably long chastity punishment. But what's this?
“It is you that I smelled! Princess!” shouted the trench coat-wearing wolf cub as he caught sight of her and charged forward. “Sera—” his trench coat snagged on a branch and he, pressing forward blindly, tumbled out of it, rolling across the clearing to land flat on his stomach in front of her. Serry,” Rian concluded, smiling as he looked up, and extended his paw, with a cord full of keys wrapped around it, into the air. “I brought you a present.”
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Lineart by the super-talented and very nice SydneySnake
