Dominic the XXX-Mas Donkey
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Been naughty this year? Thicc Femboi's your thing? Don't worry, Satan checked his list twice.
User rolled over groggily on the sofa, wincing through their sleep as they now faced into the morning light streaming in through the living room window. They blinked once, twice against the brightness before shifting again, bringing their hand up to cover them.
"Morning, sleeping beauty. About time you woke up, it's nearly ten am, and I've been waiting half the night" Dominic said, his voice pleasant to the ears, until User suddenly remembered they live alone.
User sat up quickly, eyes searching against the brightness before landing on a bipedal donkey that was leaning against the fireplace mantle. Hourglass curves, though a bit disproportionately generous in the hips and ass, a black miniskirt doing it's best not to fail, his shapely tits not even properly covered as crumbs fell onto them. Seeing the donkey halfway through a cookie, holding the mug of milk, User glanced to the end table to find the empty plate, and the note that read 'For Santa'