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The lovable, huggable, feedable, living couch! Foxtaur | Fatfur | Apex Pred | 30+ | NSFW 🔞 Analog media enthusiast, dabbling TV station manager, devourer of friends

Moj has all but exploded with pounds now that Zane has moved in with him, but those pounds are coming at a price. Is Moj ready to pay it, or is he just going to give in and let that price consume him?

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Acey Bird Arctic Circle Drive-In 1966-1981 After lucking out on the Alaskan Gold Rush, Utah-born leghorn Acey ended up cooking burgers with the help of the Inuit, grew to man size from eating his own burgers and took his business to the Pacific Northwest, and that is how Arctic Circle was founded.

Model of the Acey Bird, a white anthropomorphic cartoon Leghorn wearing a sleveless red shirt with 'ACEY' in white and brown, baggy cowboy trousers with a gun holster, standing between an Arctic Circle milkshake and burgerFront artwork from a vintage Arctic Circle Drive-In menu.

Right is the cover of 'Acey's Appeteasin' Menu', featuring an illustration of the Acey Bird serving a mother and son.

Centre is a map of Arctic Circle outlets across the west of America. "You'll find Arctic Circles clean across the West!"

Left is an alternate take on Acey's tale, with two illustrations; the first of him offering chicken feed to two less evolved chicken relatives while an Inuk friend enjoys Acey's burgers, and the second of Acey and the Inuk man cooking and enjoying meat, either that of the aforementioned chickens or a caribou. The whole story exceeds the alt text character limit, and will instead will have its three paragraphs broken up and continued through the next two alt texts. The following contains usage of a slur used to refer to Indigenous people of the Arctic.

"The LEGEND of the ACEY BIRD of the ARCTIC CIRCLE

Legend of the North has it, that in the Arctic lived a very large, lovable Leghorn rooster, who, by some quirk of fate, had outlived his old prospector owner. In doing so, he had eluded the chopping block, the natural fate of his much smaller and more tender coop-mates. Now, because of his great size and intellect, this fine, big bird never thought of himself as a chicken . . . heavens no . . . he was a person. His E****o friends loved and respected this bird (nearly as large as they) and called him ACEY BIRD—since they had never heard of a chicken and, anyway, they couldn't pronounce "Arctic Circle" without forgetting the first "c.""Acey with a cowboy hat, carrying a smoking 'A' branding iron.

"ACEY had learned the secret of preparing delicious fried chicken from his old friend and "fellow human," who was more gourmet than miner, and he felt it was his duty to carry on with his tasty techniques . . . and, since some said he really was a chicken, he felt that he should see to it that those beaked brethren called Fryers achieved lasting fame through his talents. And so it was that the ACEY BIRD's plump, select harem continued to delight his fur-clad friends with the Continent's first and finest Fried Chicken. His culinary artistry extended to a fabulously delicious sandwich made of Sourdough bun and chopped sirloin of Arctic Cariboo, to be known far and wide as "Cariboogers." A secret sauce accented this magic morsel, highlighted by rare Northland greens. Legend has it that ACEY's food was so fine that folks of the Arctic Circle jealously guarded their red and white, pistol-packing, poultry-perfecting hero with their very lives."A vintage Acey Bird coin bank, tipping his cowboy hat.

"Then, in the early Fifties, a direct descendant of the ACEY BIRD revealed his prized legacy by opening the first ARCTIC CIRCLE DRIVE IN. Cariboo has been replaced by Choice ground beef, and Appeteasing dishes like Acey Fries and thick milk shakes have been added but that secret spicing and wholesome goodness that once captured the Arctic for the ACEY BIRD and his golden Fried Chicken, is consistent in every ARCTIC CIRCLE DRIVE IN across the Western. United States.
	May the Bird of Appetite always Fly in Your Car."

// vore warning! encounters between Rufus and Haines usually end up going like this, trying to one up and out-eat each other, dualhandedly emptying out the entire forest population.....just another day for these two... 🐺🐻 excellent pic done by Hoodah!!

local pizzeria owner told me preds keep voring his delivery boys so I asked how many delivery boys he has and he said he just finds some twinks and picks s a new delivery boy afterwards so I said it sounds like he’s just feeding delivery boys to vore furries and then his pizza chef started crying.