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Granted, a dog milf's ghost haunting people via blowjobs will always sound way more exciting in practice than on paper. Trying to explain it to a PG-rated audience was the only exciting trick of this Tuesday grind.\nBut a quick save and Desmond had his computer shut off for quitting time. The bouncy blue squirrel-fox just needed to stop in the bathroom to deposit that half pot of coffee that fueled him through the afternoon. A two-minute trip that still had him returning to the break room for a surprise.\nBoth dining tables had been moved to the edge to make space for a cake big as a van. Its triple layers of frosted velvet bulk stacked taller than Desmond himself. Each level lined with decorative blotches of icing in the shape of colorful flowers. Their sugary sweet scent permeated the room rather heavily at that.\n\"Hey, Dessy! Ready to get the heck out of...here?\"\nJason slid up alongside Desmond wondering what would compel her friend to stand dumbstruck at the entrance. Catching a full view of their break rooms new pastry centerpiece satisfied that curiosity fast. Eyes went wide behind that raccoon mask before turning to Desmond.\n\"Did you…?\"\n\"Nope!\" Desmond shook his head vigorously, watching the cake in avid alertness. \"Someone got that sucker inside while I was taking a piss.\"\n\"Oh. Maybe Wendel does care about your birthday after all.\"\n\"My birthday was last week.\" Desmond frowned slightly at the memory. \"He got me a Twinkie. Isn't this for you?\"\n\"My birthday is next week.\" Jason approached the cake a lot less mindful of its intentions. All that sugar and fruit tickling her nose soon had her drooling. \"Maybe Wendel ordered it for himself. Think we can make off with the top before he gets back?\"\nDesmond scoffed, approaching a bit cautiously to make sure Jason remained between the cake and himself. Upon getting closer, his acute triangle ears perked to pick up something alarming. \"Probably not, the thing is hissing.\"\n\"What?\" But Jason's own ears had begun to swivel forward. Now that he mentioned it there was definitely some kind of sibilant noise from under the thick frosting. Looking at the cake it was clear the entire mass was starting to vibrate. Cracks formed along the thick surface as bits of jam-filled insides seeped through. The noise was a bit too infrequent to be a bomb or some kind of inflation device. As Jason began to backpedal against an alarmed Desmond, she could only conclude they were the sounds of breathing.\nJason recovered first, making a sharp dive behind Desmond to use his enormous squirrel tail for a shield.\nDesmond was too late realizing what had happened before the monster inside the cake exploded out with the top two layers raining everywhere. The entire break room and much of Desmond became covered in splats of decorative icing and yellow edible sponge.\n\"PHEW! SURPRISE CUTIE! Happy birthday to...you?\"\nDesmond stared blankly with his one, non-frosted, eye at Tabitha the chimera. Slowly one hand dared to rise up and wipe the mess splashed across his face. At least he got a taste of the frosting; cream cheese white chocolate.\nTheir local landlord and a royal pain in the ass stared just as stupefied back with her lion face. Her corpulent mass towered over Desmond as usual. But that was not nearly as alarming as seeing Tabitha posing in her birthday fur. Unless you counted the frosting coating her thick goat hips, which her snake tail was busy sampling in little licks.\n\"The frick are you, schmucks, doing here?\"\n\"Um...we kinda work here, Tabs.\" Desmond almost made to bite a piece of cake that landed on his chest, but then he caught sight of the chimeras frosted cooch not three feet away. Instead, the morsel was dropped onto the messy floor fighting gag reflexes.\n\"'Kind of' is generous even for you two. Doubt you even know what working really is.\" Tabitha wadded her hefty gut out of the cake's base sending a second splattering mess across the break room. Goat hooves gave each step an echoing clop on the tiles while her lion upper body twisted to scan the room. \"So where is my darling bunny boy?\"\nDesmond's tail flicked indignantly as he craned to look up into Tabitha's feline face. There were a dozen other places he would rather be than up close to a naked monster, but it was important not to show fear.\n\"Heck if we know, right Jason?\" Silence came back, making Desmond realize his tail was no longer being held down. \"Jason?!\"\nLooking over his shoulder found no apparent signs of Jason at all. Although the slamming of a door from somewhere back inside the office section of this floor implied she was not coming back anytime soon. When it came to the metric ton of fatty anger that was Tabitha, loyalty was not Jason's strongest element.\nIn her defense, Desmond did not feel like he was getting paid enough to deal with this either. The problem was Tabitha had taken his momentary pause to gently grip on his shoulders. Those massive cat paws of hers were big enough to engulf his head, so trying to force out of them was an experienced lesson in futility.\n\"I can't believe this bullshit,\" Tabitha said more to herself while she glared down at Desmond with a wrinkled nose. \"Someone offered me five hundred bucks to give this office a birthday party to remember, and I assumed it was for my sweetheart. Now I'm stuck with this pathetic snack of a man while getting cake stuck in places I didn't even know I HAD.\"\n\"Life's just not fair that way, huh?\" Desmond swallowed the hard lump in his throat. 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Cracks formed along the thick surface as bits of jam-filled insides seeped through. The noise was a bit too infrequent to be a bomb or some kind of inflation device. As Jason began to backpedal against an alarmed Desmond, she could only conclude they were the sounds of breathing.<br />Jason recovered first, making a sharp dive behind Desmond to use his enormous squirrel tail for a shield.<br />Desmond was too late realizing what had happened before the monster inside the cake exploded out with the top two layers raining everywhere. The entire break room and much of Desmond became covered in splats of decorative icing and yellow edible sponge.<br />&quot;PHEW! SURPRISE CUTIE! Happy birthday to...you?&quot;<br />Desmond stared blankly with his one, non-frosted, eye at Tabitha the chimera. Slowly one hand dared to rise up and wipe the mess splashed across his face. At least he got a taste of the frosting; cream cheese white chocolate.<br />Their local landlord and a royal pain in the ass stared just as stupefied back with her lion face. Her corpulent mass towered over Desmond as usual. But that was not nearly as alarming as seeing Tabitha posing in her birthday fur. Unless you counted the frosting coating her thick goat hips, which her snake tail was busy sampling in little licks.<br />&quot;The frick are you, schmucks, doing here?&quot;<br />&quot;Um...we kinda work here, Tabs.&quot; Desmond almost made to bite a piece of cake that landed on his chest, but then he caught sight of the chimeras frosted cooch not three feet away. Instead, the morsel was dropped onto the messy floor fighting gag reflexes.<br />&quot;&#039;Kind of&#039; is generous even for you two. Doubt you even know what working really is.&quot; Tabitha wadded her hefty gut out of the cake&#039;s base sending a second splattering mess across the break room. Goat hooves gave each step an echoing clop on the tiles while her lion upper body twisted to scan the room. &quot;So where is my darling bunny boy?&quot;<br />Desmond&#039;s tail flicked indignantly as he craned to look up into Tabitha&#039;s feline face. There were a dozen other places he would rather be than up close to a naked monster, but it was important not to show fear.<br />&quot;Heck if we know, right Jason?&quot; Silence came back, making Desmond realize his tail was no longer being held down. &quot;Jason?!&quot;<br />Looking over his shoulder found no apparent signs of Jason at all. Although the slamming of a door from somewhere back inside the office section of this floor implied she was not coming back anytime soon. When it came to the metric ton of fatty anger that was Tabitha, loyalty was not Jason&#039;s strongest element.<br />In her defense, Desmond did not feel like he was getting paid enough to deal with this either. The problem was Tabitha had taken his momentary pause to gently grip on his shoulders. Those massive cat paws of hers were big enough to engulf his head, so trying to force out of them was an experienced lesson in futility.<br />&quot;I can&#039;t believe this bullshit,&quot; Tabitha said more to herself while she glared down at Desmond with a wrinkled nose. &quot;Someone offered me five hundred bucks to give this office a birthday party to remember, and I assumed it was for my sweetheart. Now I&#039;m stuck with this pathetic snack of a man while getting cake stuck in places I didn&#039;t even know I HAD.&quot;<br />&quot;Life&#039;s just not fair that way, huh?&quot; Desmond swallowed the hard lump in his throat. Between Tabitha&#039;s gut pushing into his chest and those bowling ball breasts swaying overhead, he was seriously hoping her hooves did not slip on the aforementioned icing. 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