Drawpoll result - X-tober (Patreon)

The results of the second poll came in and looks like the maned crocodile was the winning option! I figured I could reuse (somewhat altered to fit the poll of course) the design I made for this picture.

After waiting on the boat for hours, every inch of skin that your sweat-soaked shirt hasn't becomed glued to was covered with insect bites. You wondered which of your editors you had to piss off to get assigned to cover some human interest story in the Everglades about some stupid old crocodile, which your guide has assured you will make an appearance tonight and give you the perfect shot. Your fatigue was beginning to outweigh your journalistic integrity, and were considering taking a picture of any random crocodile hoping no one would tell the difference... that is, if you had seen any. Perhaps they're very good at hiding. As you're weighing your options, your old tour guide breaks the silence. "Ah, I think he's coming", he says, staring into the distance. "Any second now." You turn back and focus on the direction he's looking at. You can't see anything. Shouldn't he be looking down, at the water? Why is he seemingly staring at the clouds shifting in the horizon?

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The sound of splashing water wakes you up. Looks like you passed out again, woken up by Henry's weight shifting next to you. He grabs your leg and swings it up, and you can feel his wet, warm manhood rubbing against your sore hole. Good God, he's going for another round. How many has it been? You've lost count. You ask yourself what will fade first: the full moon, or your tour guide's sexual appetite. Henry, meanwhile, asks himself if he should keep you until you give him more children, or have a midnight snack instead.