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As usual, I'm working on my backlog.
With the dining room packed full, people ordering and drinks being slung, many would be forgiven for assuming that the kitchen was manned with a team of expert chefs! The reality was that there was really only one working away in the kitchen heat. With a window open and visible to the customers, it would be hard to pull a fast one on anyone... But every now and then a dishwasher, or a server, would catch the glimpse of something odd. It wasn't too unusual: the chef was skilled, curvy, and quite lovely! Sure, she was... a bit unusual, demanding privacy, and there was something a bit unusual about her eyes... But a glimpse of purple could sometimes be spotted. Items moving about on their own. Burners several feet away from her being turned off, or a fridge door opening and closing while she's working on cutting, slicing, dicing... She couldn't get lucky all the time, though, and sometimes people would go unnoticed, they would stare as her tail turnes from cream-colored to purple, the golden locks of her tail tuft turning into a tril of tentacle ends, grabbing knives, peelers, tomatoes, and more! And while she was supposed to keep this part about her secret, she'd simply offer a smile, a nod, and continue with her work as if nothing happened...
After all, who would believe that their chef wasn't a normal cow? It would sound more like a comical lie, so incredibly paper-thin, to hide that someone was staring at her curves, or enamored with her skill as a chef. But maybe, if you make good friends with her, you'll learn a whole lot more about her!
Breyer the tenta-cow belongs to me!
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LillyMoo
With the dining room packed full, people ordering and drinks being slung, many would be forgiven for assuming that the kitchen was manned with a team of expert chefs! The reality was that there was really only one working away in the kitchen heat. With a window open and visible to the customers, it would be hard to pull a fast one on anyone... But every now and then a dishwasher, or a server, would catch the glimpse of something odd. It wasn't too unusual: the chef was skilled, curvy, and quite lovely! Sure, she was... a bit unusual, demanding privacy, and there was something a bit unusual about her eyes... But a glimpse of purple could sometimes be spotted. Items moving about on their own. Burners several feet away from her being turned off, or a fridge door opening and closing while she's working on cutting, slicing, dicing... She couldn't get lucky all the time, though, and sometimes people would go unnoticed, they would stare as her tail turnes from cream-colored to purple, the golden locks of her tail tuft turning into a tril of tentacle ends, grabbing knives, peelers, tomatoes, and more! And while she was supposed to keep this part about her secret, she'd simply offer a smile, a nod, and continue with her work as if nothing happened...
After all, who would believe that their chef wasn't a normal cow? It would sound more like a comical lie, so incredibly paper-thin, to hide that someone was staring at her curves, or enamored with her skill as a chef. But maybe, if you make good friends with her, you'll learn a whole lot more about her!
Breyer the tenta-cow belongs to me!
Art by
LillyMoo
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