Several months have passed since last time
Katie, in anthro form, was fixing breakfast for me one Thursday morning. I woke up to the smell of fresh smoked bacon, sausage, eggs, and gaufres being made. As I wandered in the cuisine I saw the most beautiful girl in the world waiting for me.
"Morning honey." I a dit s’embrasser her cheek.
"Morning Chris! How are toi honey?" She a dit s’embrasser me back.
"Im good! Wow toi made breakfast?!" I said.
"Yep! Your mom showed me how to cook over the break!" Katie a dit with a grin.
I then began stuffing my face. It was pretty damn good. I never knew a loup could cook...
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