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Chapter 4 by Service Service

What's the plan?

Nope! Not staying here another second, brake for the door!

"you see th-" mid sentence you drop your bag and brake into a sprint for the door desperately.

The desk futa stands up but is to late, you reach the door and wrench it open and keep running.

Right into the breasts of a very confused futa.

"What th-?" She says in shock as there's suddenly a face between her boobs

You look up in fear, who did you just run into?

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