You’re the tormented soul of a child currently possessing a big ass raggedy fursuit when you feel a small hand lightly squeeze your ass. You turn around and see a little boy…tugging on his own hand?

“Come….ON! I am so sorry, but as you can probably tell, I’m not exactly in control of my ha-HEY, STOP THAT!”

His hand softly caresses your asscheeks. This boy isn’t lying, which means his hand really likes you.