Night at the King's Carnival

There was a roll of pallet wrap under the table and the shark grabbed it without hesitation and started wrapping his feet up in the plastic. "wait what are you doing?" he shouted. this wasn't right.

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Working Hard, Dressing Down

Biceps strained as he tore open pallet wrap. those jeans, too, seemed ready to give way whenever the stallion tucked in for a squat.

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Aura's Reward

She grabbed the roll of pallet wrap and returned to aura. "grab your ankles." the wolf obliged, planting her feet firmly on the concrete floor and wrapping her hands around her boots.

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