After Ranok disappeared into the mist, the remaining two agreed to stick together, citing strength in numbers. Walking together for some time, Leo and Lyall kept to themselves, trying their best to ignore the subtle changes in the other and themselves. The stiff denim of Leos jeans could hardly keep up, bursting open before tearing to ribbons as his shirt rode higher and higher atop the crest of his massive gut. Resting against a tree to catch his breath, Leos attention is brought to the phone he didn't remember having in his hand, getting a text from a mysterious number...
The drawing for our second place winner is now done! I should have Lyall as the first place winner done sometime tomorrow, so look forward to that~
StephanFox
2025-02-26 06:46:23 +0000 UTCBlizzard Beast
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