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You dust yourself off and walk over to the tree that Fleetfoot is stuck in.  
>Yo Fleety! Are you okay!?  
“Y-yeah…”  
Fleetfoot falls out of the tree and groans more.  
“My wing hurts a bit.”  
You slide your hand down the front of your pants and start agitating your dick.  
“A-are you Jacking off?”  
>Damn skippy!  
Fleetfoot smiles and chuckles a little bit, “Anon, you’re an animal, I love you.”  
You decided to check the outhouse first.  
You open the outhouse and look inside. There is some toilet paper and you can hear some whimpering coming from inside the poop-shoot.
 
What do?