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- Id: 12781833
- Posted: 2023-08-26 22:55:51
by e621 - Size: 2880x1620
- Source: The sun was setting on All Hallows Eve, painting the sky in a blanket of oranges, reds, and purples. Foxy the Pirate could feel the tension in the air, the chill of a cold night setting in soon. He couldn't help but take notice when he spotted a small pumpkin sitting at a nearby cemetery; he could make out its toothy grin in the waning light. Curious, he hopped off of his ship and made his way to the graveyard. He eyed the lonely pumpkin for a moment before approaching it. Leaning in closer, he saw something that made him chuckle - someone had drawn a huge ass and big dick on the side of the pumpkin. It was almost too perfect for Foxy, as he thought about his own ample booty and impressive length. He reached out to give the pumpkin a gentle pat, feeling its pumpkin-y softness beneath his claws. Foxy made himself comfortable atop the jack-o-lantern, admiring the view of the cemetery. He felt oddly safe from the prying eyes of humans, as if he was surrounded by guardians of the underworld. Suddenly, a tingle crept up his spine and he felt a presence nearby. He quickly spun around, only to find nothing. He sighed and regretted not bringing his trusty hook with him. Foxy shook off the fear and resumed his vigil atop the pumpkin. He closed his eyes, taking in the fresh smell of fall and feeling the peace of the graveyard seep in and calm his jangled nerves. It was exactly what he needed, a moment to relax and reflect before returning to his ship. He didn't know why, but Foxy couldn't help but feel at home atop that pumpkin, nestled in the cemetery at sunset. It seemed like fate, and he wouldn't soon forget it.
- Rating: Explicit
- Score: 0
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