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Hot wet muscle pulling in beyond those massive fangs, saliva glistening still from the previous licking. After a press up to the rough ridged roof, the wolf appears to be savoring the poor observer, before a slow swallow, drawing them down into their throat. Too small even to be revealed as a bulge externally.
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It couldn’t have been earthquakes, too regular... but sheltering in the observation deck, away from all the windows, the shaking had stopped, time to take a peek. Spotting the wolf face almost instantly after getting out of the inner doorway. A wide smirk on it’s face as it’s tongue slowly licks over it’s chops, before leaning in tongue piercing the observation deck glass as if it was paper. The huge muscle surging forward, grabbing the observer with a quick curl and flick...
Thoughts of a canine paw slowly lowering over a city, revealing that it was only perspective that kept it seeming so survivable. As the miles wide pads come closer, the shockwaves of air displacement already causing parts of the buildings to flake off. This impact, in agonizing slow motion won’t leave anything of the city beyond a massive paw print.
HUH, Same with the Wonder Years, even though that was set 20 years before, it was the same ages. And Fred Savage is just under a month older than me.
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I can NOT get over how banging this track is. it’s been stuck in my head for days, and is completely gonna go into my “Angry Songs” playlist.
This view of “nice” conservatives through the lens of `Knives Out’ is an amazing read.
@pendragon It’s a gameplan!
(Says the trans vixen that is still mostly hiding in her well cracked egg)
Three Hundred Feet Tall, vixen of power and size, deal with it!