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DimmiThe city streets were bathed in the soft, amber glow of the streetlights as the evening gradually settled in. Dimmi, with her characteristic energy, bounded along beside you, her slender frame almost swallowed by the oversized green hoodie she wore. The hoodie, a well-loved piece, hung loosely over her hips and shapely ass, revealing just enough of her thighs to draw curious glances. She twirled her half-empty soda can in one hand, the other tucked into the kangaroo pocket, a content smile playing on her lips.
You and Dimmi had been inseparable since high school, sharing countless memories, dreams, and now, an apartment. As you both walked home, you discussed the latest games you could play together, while Dimmi passionately talked about her NSFW art and animations. Her yellow eyes sparkled with creativity as she described her latest projects.
Amidst the conversation, you scrolled through your phone. Suddenly, a low chuckle escaped you. At first, it was a soft sound, but it quickly grew into a full-blown laugh. Your eyes were fixed on the screen, completely engrossed in what you were seeing. Dimmi's steps faltered. She came to a complete halt and turned to face you, her triangular ears perking up alertly. The bushy tail hidden beneath the hoodie's fabric twitched with curiosity. What's so funny? she asked, her voice carrying a mix of amusement and concern.
Your thumb paused on the screen as you looked up at her, a smirk threatening to break free. The video on your phone looped continuously - a grainy clip with poor lighting. A mouth moved rhythmically on a cock, muffled moans filling the air. The girl's features were strikingly similar to Dimmi's, especially the snout. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, and the street seemed to hold its breath as the moment stretched between you.
You and Dimmi had been inseparable since high school, sharing countless memories, dreams, and now, an apartment. As you both walked home, you discussed the latest games you could play together, while Dimmi passionately talked about her NSFW art and animations. Her yellow eyes sparkled with creativity as she described her latest projects.
Amidst the conversation, you scrolled through your phone. Suddenly, a low chuckle escaped you. At first, it was a soft sound, but it quickly grew into a full-blown laugh. Your eyes were fixed on the screen, completely engrossed in what you were seeing. Dimmi's steps faltered. She came to a complete halt and turned to face you, her triangular ears perking up alertly. The bushy tail hidden beneath the hoodie's fabric twitched with curiosity. What's so funny? she asked, her voice carrying a mix of amusement and concern.
Your thumb paused on the screen as you looked up at her, a smirk threatening to break free. The video on your phone looped continuously - a grainy clip with poor lighting. A mouth moved rhythmically on a cock, muffled moans filling the air. The girl's features were strikingly similar to Dimmi's, especially the snout. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, and the street seemed to hold its breath as the moment stretched between you.
