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Commission for Monkey67 on DA. 

Gwen followed after Bennie, which was not hard considering her slow, jiggling waddle. She found herself entranced by the sudden motion the new Bennie's massive backside took with each step, the way the top of his/her thighs smacked into one another as they fought for room and the constant panting and stares they drew wherever they went. They found it hard to believe that this was some trick, not with how happy her Grandpa Max was.

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