What do you do?
Hold on your clothes
"Leave off- you damn dog-", you shout, grabbing your tunic as firm as you can. Suddenly a short RIP - and the dog leaves you butt naked, running away with your clothes. "Get here!", you yell, running after him. The girls around you are giggling. You realise your thick belly won't make you faster...
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