A Play on Reality

**A Play on Reality** **A Bolt, Mittens and Rhino tale** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by anonymous_ "Oh..." Bolt pouted, sitting by the front door, though his head did not move an inch. "It's always so sad...

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The new neighbor

Jacob just chuckled, his fat paws rubbing over cameron's chest. "oh c'mon. you can't say that you're not comfortable like this!" the obese shepherd said as he leaned in to lick the zebra's nose.

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Akala

Akala replied, one of their furred paws rubbing lazily over the protruding mass of food and flab that sat heavily in front of them.

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Spooning with a fat bear

His big warm belly pressed against my back, his big bear paws rubbing my stomach, the embarrassing murrs he drives out of me. the door to the locker room opens and closes. some jock foxes enter the room.

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Second Polar Night Fic

Garret snorted, and nuzzled into the touch, his paw rubbing gently against stefan's. "i'd trade a thousand hookups for you, every single time." the two kissed, a gently brush of lips, before embracing.

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Three-Way Make Out

I feel ayden's paw rubbing my back. "i wouldn't say i'm the best kisser ever, but, i'm ok." "may i see?" "are you asking to kiss me?" he teases. "maybe..." i smile and blush. rick smiles too.

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What Am I Good For?

I sobbed hard into my paws, rubbing my muzzle slowly, trying to calm myself down. i just didn't know anymore, what am i good for?

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Marriage Part One

A soft paw rubbed my shoulder, turning my head i looked at the paw. thank god, it is blinx, my best man. "i believe a thank you is in order." still adjusting my tie i turn to look at him, "and whys that?"

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Picnic Party

He leans against the wall, feeling aren's paw rubbing over him. aren licks his lips, tasting the lingering raspberry flavor on his lips and tongue. "that was a tasty snack, but i'm still hungry.

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Lynx Sphinx

Stretching her arms, flexing her paws, rubbing water into the fuzz of her cheeks and neck. calm. content. looking up at her reflection, dripping from her whiskers, distracted by the bright ethereal glow that was escaping her eyes... oh.

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The First Rain

The constant caressing paw rubbing through his mane and neck, starting to make the lion rumble a deep purr but he tried to control himself. _purring was for cubs and lovestruck fools, you are neither!

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The Tale of Teàrlach Part 5

Teàrlach began to kiss her cheek as his paws rubbing over her belly through the tartan. his wife let out a warm soft chuckle as her ears started to lay down against the back of her head. "mmm... we should go inside," the rabbit said with a giggle.

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