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The sixth page of Afterhour Adjustments. Rascal pulls down pebble's pants, looking very mischievous about it. Her dick springs up, already hard, she looks very embarrassed about it. Rascal places its hands under her balls, holding onto them: "don't worry, i already know exactly how much you're enjoying this.. however...". It slides its hand upwards, seemingly swiping pebble's dick away, looking proud of itself. "Oops!~". It flies above pebble, floating in the air, looking down at her all proud of itself. "There we go! All done~". Pebble raises its hand hooves, looking down at her now blank and smooth crotch all concerned. On the next panel, she looks away, blushing, very embarrassed, covering her crotch with her hooves. Rascal looks at her like she's doing something silly "awhhh~ there's nothing to be embarrassed about! Quite literally :3". A pov shot of pebble looking down at herself, her blank snout visible to the side of the panel, her hooves in view. "This can't be happening this isn't real there's no way any of this is actually going on I'm imagining this I must be oh god what am I going to do" text can be seen partially concealed by pebble's hoof and the sides of the panel, showing pebble's racing thoughts.