A preview for a special commission in honor of FebROOary! Enjoy this little romp in its early form.
“Okie-dokie! One Hoppittin’ Rassy Scoop with red sprinkles that'll give ya a punch, green circle flakes meant for fillin’ goodness, and all cloaked in chocolate syrup like mom used to make!” The red toon dog placed the dish on the counter. “Viola!”She looked at Travis with a big grin, inching the special ice cream forward with the back of her puffy gloved paw. Her tail wagged excitedly. “I trust you know you're in for something truly special with all these delights!”“Yeah… I suspect so.” Travis looked at his dish laying out for him. He could pick up a light sweet scent from it, his mouth starting to water.His friends had told him about this ice cream parlor, Witchy-Toony Delights. Well, he had passed it several times before in the past when he traveled down Fast Food Boulevard, but he never stopped at it. However, his friends insisted that he check it out, saying that the food would be absolutely delish… among other things.He looked at the toon dog. “My friends said to get this. They said it'll make me… “Hoppy Happy” or something?”“Hehehe, hoppy happy!” she giggled, her tail wagging so hard it was a blur, “That's a way to describe it, especially when you put everything all together. Enjoy, sweetie!”“Sure. Thank you…” Travis leaned in, looking at the nametag over the red dog's massive bosom. He blushed, finishing, “Cassie?” She gave him a nod.He looked at the ice cream dish again, picking it up. The fruity, sugary aroma came stronger now that he was closer. His mouth was right to water. It smelled better than any treat or ice cream he had ever had. Perhaps his friends were onto something here.He took the small spoon stuck in it and scooped out a little chunk, trying to get a bit of everything on it. He popped it into his mouth and swallowed.Travis instantly shivered with delight, a happy, pleased sigh escaping his mouth. The taste of raspberry, along with all the other little, extra elements made for an exquisite treat that he couldn't fully describe. However, he did know one thing.“Sooooo, like it?” Cassie asked, leaning over the counter.“Mmmmm.” Travis quivered and then spoke. “It's quite delicious, Ms. Cassie. You ought to be proud to have put together such a delightful dish!” His voice was so warm, so sweet and caring… so womanly too.