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Ian the white kitty took a deep breath, calming his body before starting to talk. „Everyone wants to eat me. I DON'T want to be eaten. I want you to keep me safe and alive, not in your belly, or gut, or penis, or anywhere inside you, until tomorrow. Can you help me?” Ian explained as firmly and easily to understand, as he possibly could.

The brown stallion looked at him for a few seconds, his smirk not leaving his muzzle. „Welp, alright then. Guess I can keep you safe, without eating or swallowing you, as you so dearly wish. But don't whine to me if you can't keep up.”

„Yes! Thank you!” Ian exclaimed joyfull, and extremely happy that he understood and was willing to help you. „I am Ian by the way.”

„Tony.” The Stallion said, getting off the bench and getting on his feet, his throbbing penis almost slapping Ian's face. He let his tight boxers fall to the ground, while keeping eye contact with the kitty. „So, which end?”

„Excuse me?” Ian asked confused, at his question.

„Well... I came here to do my workout, I will do my workout whether you like it or not. The only place I can 'keep' you safe that isn't inside me, is inside my underwear. So, I asked, do you want to stay in the front with my smelling penis, or in the back between my fat rumps?”

Ian eyes widened, he did say the word keep, but he didn't expect the stallion to think that he actually wants to be kept somewhere, instead of just being around him to avoid being devoured. He looked down at his throbbing cock, it was around half his size, while his sack was bigger than his upper body, the earthly musk was already strong enough to reach his nostrils, making him winche, but it's not like the other end is any better, heck, its probably nastier and more dangerous. Ian felt like he should try to explain to the huge, towering stallion what he meant, but he felt like it would be a horrible mistake if tries to, so he had **** but to play his game, and get inside his smelling boxers until he finishes his workout.