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February Feature
🕑 Added 2020-02-28 16:44:36 +0000 UTC(Text courtesy of @PawsonRonnie)
Even after all these years of running his family's sushi bar, dear old Satoshi still gets overwhelmed during the rush hour. The grey muzzled tanuki scrambles around the busy establishment with the next tables order in paws. His large round belly brushing almost everything and everyone along the way.
Go-gomen nasai, he stammered out of breath, attempting a short bow. Hes certainly not as nimble as he used to be; years of tempura shrimp made sure of that.
Just as hes ready to announce the meals in his shaky grasp, his belly pushes his already loose kimono wide open, exposing his patrons to his sandy brown ball of a stomach and matching sack.
Instinctively, the elderly raccoon dog attempts to keep his kimono covering himself using his already occupied paws, resulting in one of the sushi to fall from its porcelain plate.
Satoshi didnt know which to be in more shock over; the customers freshly prepared sashimi hurtling towards the floor or that he had proven the rumours correct about his species endowment.
As todays special hit the floor with a depressing plop, the stone cold silence was broken by several camera phones shutter sounds aimed towards the tanukis grapefruit sized balls and dick, twitching in response to the attention he was receiving.
