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You cruise into Las Vegas, and after driving past about fifty casinos, you find a workout gym. You make your way to the mats past a couple of out-of-shape pig MILFs on treadmills. You let Boomera take some shots at you, and to your delight, her paws able to find your face like heat-seeking missiles. Tears of joy, as well as pain due to your swollen jaw, well in your eyes. You can practically smell the crisp, green Benjamins.
"Okay, let's see if you can take a punch."
You attempt to give her your straight left, but she leaps back fifteen feet, where she hits the wall and slides down into a sitting position.
"Um, Boomera?"
"Sorry!" she says as her face grows red. She quickly gets to her feet and leaps back into action. Unfortunately, that "action" happens to be your chest, as she kicks you to the mat, and as you sit up, you find her sitting in your lap, and your faces incredibly close. You turn away in embarrassment so quickly, you don't see the look on her face. Boomera slams her tail repeatedly on the mat as you compose yourself. You realize that short of a knockout or BEING knocked out, Boomera will be in severe danger of disqualification by ring out, or by kicking the opponent. The smell of Benjamins quickly fades, and now you smell the discount sushi and potato chips that you'll have to sustain yourself on after the tournament.
Suddenly, a high-pitched feminine laugh makes you and Boomera spin around. Behind you, you spot a tall white rabbit stepping out of the women's showers. She had tall, floppy ears, cute little buckteeth, a few long whiskers, feet just as big as Boomera's, and a full, constantly twitching cottontail seated on an enormous butt. You've simply never seen one that big, no hips as wide and no buttocks as full. Her coat was completely white, excepting her short, neatly cut blonde hair. She eyes you only for a second, then looks over at Boomera, a malicious grin spread a far as it could be spread over her tiny mouth.
"Is Bruised Boomie back in Vegas to recieve more punishment from Bouncing Brandy?"
She spoke in a Southern accent, which you're guessing must be South of Virginia and East of Louisiana, and it CERTAINLY isn't Florida.
Boomera glared at the stranger with more hatred in her eyes than the devil himself.
"Brandy... PUH! Bunny... PTOO! Bucktooth... SPTAH!
Boomera spat on floor after pronouncing each word as if it had left a bad taste in her mouth.
Brandy continued smiling as she walked over to a locker, her hips swaying with each step, where she pulled out a carrot. She began nibbling on the end of it as she continues to eye both you and Boomera.
Written by Master of the Sultry Kittens
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