Several months have passed since last time
Katie, in anthro form, was fixing breakfast for me one Thursday morning. I woke up to the smell of fresh smoked bacon, sausage, eggs, and waffles being made. As I wandered in the jikoni I saw the most beautiful girl in the world waiting for me.
"Morning honey." I alisema kissing her cheek.
"Morning Chris! How are wewe honey?" She alisema kissing me back.
"Im good! Wow wewe made breakfast?!" I said.
"Yep! Your mom showed me how to cook over the break!" Katie alisema with a grin.
I then began stuffing my face. It was pretty damn good. I never knew a mbwa mwitu could cook...
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