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The Fox and the Muscles Preview
🕑 Added 2020-07-06 20:37:26 +0000 UTCThis is a preview for an upcoming Patreon exclusive project, featuring a big, buff fox TF. After this, I'll work on a few side projects with the TF results being more curvy and girly. ^^
In the meantime, please enjoy this sneak peek!
“We’ve walked too far.”
“No way.”
“We’re definitely not in the same park as before.”
“Impossible. What makes you think that?”
“Well, look around. Everything is so much brighter, all the colors look flat.”
“Who made you in charge of colors and brightness?” Rachel asked, giving her husband a look.
“Well I’m sure the park doesn’t have a pond.” JD pointed at the body of water off to the left. “Plus, I’m pretty sure-”
“HIYA, BYEYA!” Zip! Rushing by was a bright orange dog with red spots in a tracksuit. Following suit were several more dogs of various colors and tails, yipping happily.
“...pretty sure there’s nothing but toons around.” JD and Rachel were definitely not in their neighbohood’s park anymore. Or, at least, their own city.
“Okay, so, we walked into the ToonTown District’s park. It’s not like I knew their park had really expanded into ours.” She frowned. “Don’t give me that look. I really didn’t!” JD rolled his eyes. Given her love for all things toony and silly, that hard to believe.
Rachel sighed, but smiled. “Look, our walk doesn’t have to end here. We never get to ToonTown anyways. Let’s have a look around!”
“At what? It’s mostly just trees and grass in this area.”
She huffed, “Well, how about that pond you pointed out? Why don’t you go over there and read that sign next to it or something?”
He sighed and walked over to the clearing. Encircled by trees was a large pond with reeds on its sides. Despite the colorful environment, it was just a pond.
Stepping up to what looked like a memorial sign on the water’s edge, he read out loud, “It says, ‘Bufferton Pond. No Swimming’. That’s it.”
“See? That wasn’t hard! Let’s look around some more now.” Rachel called back.
JD turned, but felt a small rumble. Looking down, the ground around him and the sign was cracking. He couldn’t react fast enough as the land slid into the water. The sign fell in first with a loud splash. He followed in soon after with a smaller one.
Crap crap crap! Rachel rushed over to the water’s edge herself, stopping where the land had cracked. Despite what she assumed was a shallow pond, she didn’t see a trace of JD anywhere. The water wasn’t murky so much as a water-colorish blue with blurry reflections of the trees and skies around. Either way, she couldn’t see a thing.
“JD! Are you okay?!” She called, but heard no response. “JD! Where are-”
SPLOOSH! JD surfaced, not near her but now in the center of the pond. He seemed to be standing up, the water at belly level.
A breath of relief left her, her heart stopping its racing. “Oh thank god! There you are! Are… are you okay? You were under for a bit.”
JD, looking over himself, answered, “I’m fine… just wet. Very wet."
Rachel sighed again happily. “Well that’s good at least, right? Umm… I’m gonna get some towels or new clothes. I’m sure some toons around here have something, right? I mean, they pull anvils and pies out of their pockets like nuthin’!
“Well, the word ‘dry’ does sound nice right about now.” He awkwardly chuckled.
She smiled. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Just… get out of there.” With that, she rushed over down the path. Surely she could find somebody to help, right?
