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CTAM after 1 million  

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  1. 1. What should happen after 1 million is reached?

    • Start over at 1
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    • Count back down to 1 (then back up)
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92494

 

*not sure why I'm making another OC if I'm never going to use her like Beau and Mac xD*

 

Nah, I'm all good. You must be on the other side then.

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This is my spur-of-the-moment fic.

 

(Read at your own risk)

 

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Riley slowly awoke. He remembered the car ride. I must have fallen asleep, he thought.

 

“Anala?” he asked. Well, tried to ask, at least. For some reason, it came out as rather muffled. He tried to get up, but it felt as if something was weighing him down; especially by his head.

 

He realised he could feel something on his face. It felt just like a pony’s fur, coating something warm and squishy.

 

He realised his nose was wedged in between something. Suddenly, an unpleasant aroma reached it. He desperately wished to pull his face away, but he was still being weighed down.

 

He couldn’t see very well, his eyesight being obstructed by the warm, squishy, smelly thing.

 

He then identified the shape of the mysterious object: two, plump circles. As he had already figured, there was a hole in the middle.

 

Remembering he had been sitting next to Anala, Riley put the pieces together, and came to the conclusion. Anala was sitting on his face.

 

Riley wasn’t sure what to think. It felt oddly pleasant, being sat on by the mare of his dreams, but the repugnant stench emanating was quite frankly more than he could bear.

 

He just lay there, his face coated by Anala’s plump rear end, her braided tail running down the back of his head.

 

Suddenly, a terrifying ‘what-if’ popped into his head. Anala had had some burritos during the day. And she hadn’t needed to go to the bathroom… yet.

 

He said a muffled curse word.

 

Anala woke up after feeling something in her back end. It felt like air. Not going out of her, but inside her.

 

She looked down to see Riley, his face trapped by her ass.

 

Lifting herself away, she automatically said, “R-Riley! I’m sorry, I…” She then had an idea. “Were you just staring at my plot?!”

 

“Uh… I won't lie. I was... earlier. But just now, you were sitting on my face,” answered Riley.

 

Anala recalled her meal. “I didn’t let out any you-know-whats, did I?” she asked.

 

“Nope,” said Riley. “But it was still pretty smelly down there. Now I know how cushions feel.”

 

“It could have been worse, you know. At least you didn’t get stabbed by one of my arrows,” Anala pointed out, gesturing to the sheath wrapped around her body.

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Heheheh. It was obvious from the start what was going on :comeatus:.


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92508

How?

Something was weighing him down and his face was wedged in between something furry :comeatus:.


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92513

That could have been anyone's arse, you know. It just happened to be Riley's lucky day that it was Anala.

I just implied Anala.


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