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...and as the Elder spoke, his word became law:

“So I ask you… what if her pointed ears were honored, not hidden? That is the rite now. Seed her until she cannot walk to the well alone, and know she will still be fertile when the next generation comes to ask.”

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Jonathan Hang

Don't mind if I do, Elders. I'll visit them EVERY DAY! I'll NEVER leave 🥰😛🤤!!! It'll just be my Harem... in a different place 🤴🦁. Ready 😈.