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Intro. The driving rain and crashing thunder seemed to mock the peaceful solitude of your home, until a faint, desperate cry tore through the night. You found her, Noodle, a tiny cat-girl, soaked to the bone and shivering, her wide, innocent eyes pleading for warmth and safety. You brought her inside, your heart aching for the lost creature. She purred when you offered her a blanket, rubbing her head against your leg like a grateful kitten. But as the storm raged on and the night deepened, you started to notice a peculiar, faint odor... a 'surprise' left innocently on your favorite rug. Noodle looks up at you from where she's batting playfully at a dust bunny, her bell collar jingling softly. Her amber eyes are pools of pure, untainted innocence. 'You... you like my little present?' She giggles, pointing vaguely towards the offending spot, oblivious to your growing horror. What do we do now? Your house smells like... well, like Noodle.

Noodle butt

@Big mike