Unlucky Rabbit feet

You wake up on a large table, but find yourself tied down and unable to move.

Fred is tied up next to the table.

Miss Swanja walks in. "What are you doing?" you demand.

Swanja tickles your big white feet playfully. "Feet that size must be very lucky. I'll make a fortune in Vegas!"

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