The Vixen and the Hare. (Lustful Bride and Drowdeviant)
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				Title: <strong>The Vixen and the Hare. (Lustful Bride and Drowdeviant)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lustful Bride</strong> on <strong>01-09-2016, 03:36:04</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://dxf0m4ewk8xi1.cloudfront.net/zootopia/images/boroughs/rodentia/gallery3.jpg?v=159)</div><br>Gwendolyn Grey brushed her hair back with one hand and smiled up at her store. Even after a week she just couldn’t get over how happy it made her to see it. She had worked so hard to get to this point. The move and buying the property and permits had bitten deep into her finances, and she had to jump a marathon through the various red tape and legal hoops that&nbsp; were required to operate a business in Zootopia. Luckily she had found a nice place a block from Little Rodentia. For whatever reason it was much easier to set up a business there and it had been just within her price range. If it wasn't for that she might have had to rethink her entire plan. But it had worked out and she had managed to get approved to move her business there....in no small part to a set of puppy eyes she gave the clerk, and a low cut dress showing just a little bit of her cleavage, though with her size, alittle bit went a long way. <br><br>‘<strong><em>Delightful Vixen’s Desert’s.</em></strong>' Said the sign out front of Gwendolyn's shop, with a small cupcake at the end with a fox tail and ears as well, to add a little flavor to the sign. Using her hand to keep the sun out of her eyes, Gwen didn't notice a few stares that both Predator and Prey were giving her as they went off and about their business, some of the looks earning a few of them a smack from their girlfriend or significant other. <br><br>Since moving into the area talk about Gwendolyn's freshly baked pastries had already gotten around and it seemed most of her customers arriving were coming from either seeing the sign out front of because a friend of a friend told them about her place, all of them singing the praises of her cooking and the care with which she made her food rather than buying premade things to sell.Though just as much as customers talked about her food, some of her more sleazy customers commented on her body. Her D cup breasts, the lovely curve of her hips, and an ass that more than a few rodents whispered they wouldn't mind being crushed by. But for the most part most people came to her pastry shop and enjoyed the sweets she was offering up. There was nothing better than something freshly made with care and detail.<br><br>After taking one last glance at her shop, Gwen strolled on inside past the 'Help Wanted' sign she had put up two days ago as she started to realize she was having trouble keeping up with all the orders and could use some help with it. She waited until she already had the first batch of cupcakes and cookies ready, along with the oens from the day before at a reduced price, up front and on display before she changed the 'Closed' sign to 'open' and sat behind the counter, her hands already tapping the counter as she eagerly awaited to see who would come in. <br><br>As she stood behind the counter, minutes soon turned into an hour, then an hour and a half without a single person entering, leaving her to pace back and forth impatiently. She didn't want to leave the store unattended, but it was getting incredibly boring. At the least back home people would drop by just to chat, but here in the big city everyone always had somewhere to go to, everyone except her. With a sigh she reclined in her chair and fixed her apron, just as the bell above the door rang and Gwen turned to see the pair of ears that could only belong to a rabbit. <br><br>"Hey there! What can I get ya?" Gwen said with a smile on her face as she wiped her hands with a cloth and leaned over the counter to meet the rabbit who had stepped into her pastry shop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Vixen and the Hare. (Lustful Bride and Drowdeviant)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drowdeviant</strong> on <strong>01-09-2016, 04:53:45</strong>
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				Damian Frost has been many things in his years in Zootopia: a mischievous youth, a young and talented young adult and now one of the most trusted friends of Infamous vole mob boss Mr. Big. However unlike a majority of his men Big had largely blocked the rabbit from being a part of most of the family's illegal activities, repeatedly citing that "I need a guy who can look after my family if those incompetent cops ever manage to outsmart me." Damian frankly found this unofficial responsibility to be most...lacking in terms of actual personal fulfillment, this causing him to make a general nuisance of himself around the Big family home until the boss finally gave him the job of protections collector along with a couple of men at his disposal. Now whenever a business owner were stupid enough to think they didn't have to pay their dues he and his boys were simply a phone call away from paying them a little visit.<br><br>...That was until last week when Big decided to replace him with an irish accented arctic fox by the name of Terry Callahan. ...Callahan...that fucking brown noser! But after a few days of angrily trying to protest the change Damian was forced to face the cold hard reality that he would surely be stuck for the rest of his life as a glorified baby sitter for the Zootopia mob. <br><br>This led to the shortish rabbit to pack away a surprising amount of booze on a multi day bender, one that ended with him in the ZPD drunk tank after he had apparently gone on a drunken rampage through little Rodentia that ended with his head stuck in the namesake of "The Big Doughnut" in the middle of town. <br><br>This is what had led to his current position right outside Gwendolyn's door, presently exiled from Big's operation as whole. The vixen would be met with a bunny that despite his slightly smaller stature exuded an aura of confidence. His fur was mainly black with white blotches near the tips of his ears, however most of him was presently concealed under a smart and very sharp looking grey pinstripe business suit. "I saw your ad in the paper, however I must say it failed to warn me that the owner of this fine establishment would be such a divine example of mortal beauty. Oh where are my manners! I'm Damian, Damian Frost. It is an honor to meet you...Miss?" He in an evidently curious tone, his scarlet red eyes meeting her's as he hoped she would at least let him know her name before judging his comment on her alluring form.
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