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Their new arrangement made Kyle’s body sway back and forth even more, as he winded up every punch. “Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! I hate you—” then, he stopped abruptly. His fist hung mid air, as he looked down at Cartman with a new, unreadable expression. His freckles hid under a blush that was now starting to form on his face. The room went quiet and then…
“Cartman, are you… Are you hard?”
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Or Eric Cartman's not-so-small problem, that Kyle unfortunately has to deal with.