Art by Dracky!
The fox awoke with a groan...which was odd, considering that he hadn't remembered going to sleep the previous night, nor partaking of anything that would lead to the major headache that was pounding between his ears. He opened his eyes to find nothing but darkness, not too out of the ordinary, as a nocturnal critter he had invested in thick blinds for his room years ago. Hoping to hell he was just hung over, he tried to reach over to find his phone, but found that he couldn't move his arm. He muttered to himself, "What the hell..." or at least would have if he hadn't been gagged.
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.
.
Wait, gagged?!
A flurry of scrabbling quickly revealed that he was more than just gagged, but he was fully bound to this...chair...table thing. The fuck was going on? He tried to shout around the bulbous gag in his mouth, but couldn't form anything resembling language.
After several minutes of struggle, he slumped back into the chair, noting the softness of its seat. The moment of silence was interrupted shortly after it began as he heard the sound of a lock opening and a door squeaking as it slowly opened. A masculine figure worked its way into the room from a very dimly lit hallway. The fox tensed in his chair, fur standing on end in fear.
"Sounds like baby is awake, welcome home sweetie. Let me get the lights so you can see your new room!"
*click*
The fox squinted as the light came on. In front of him was a giant mirror, two-way he guessed, and the overly pink reflection looking back at him made his eyes widen in horror.
*gulp* This is going to be a weird weekend...
The fox awoke with a groan...which was odd, considering that he hadn't remembered going to sleep the previous night, nor partaking of anything that would lead to the major headache that was pounding between his ears. He opened his eyes to find nothing but darkness, not too out of the ordinary, as a nocturnal critter he had invested in thick blinds for his room years ago. Hoping to hell he was just hung over, he tried to reach over to find his phone, but found that he couldn't move his arm. He muttered to himself, "What the hell..." or at least would have if he hadn't been gagged.
.
.
.
Wait, gagged?!
A flurry of scrabbling quickly revealed that he was more than just gagged, but he was fully bound to this...chair...table thing. The fuck was going on? He tried to shout around the bulbous gag in his mouth, but couldn't form anything resembling language.
After several minutes of struggle, he slumped back into the chair, noting the softness of its seat. The moment of silence was interrupted shortly after it began as he heard the sound of a lock opening and a door squeaking as it slowly opened. A masculine figure worked its way into the room from a very dimly lit hallway. The fox tensed in his chair, fur standing on end in fear.
"Sounds like baby is awake, welcome home sweetie. Let me get the lights so you can see your new room!"
*click*
The fox squinted as the light came on. In front of him was a giant mirror, two-way he guessed, and the overly pink reflection looking back at him made his eyes widen in horror.
*gulp* This is going to be a weird weekend...
Category All / Baby fur
Species Vulpine (Other)
Gender Male
Size 1280 x 844px
A very wonderful picture! Looks like you are gonna have a 'wonderful' weekend :D Lucky you!
no need to call it "rude" the chair looks quite comfortable :D but for sure it's a "surprise" :D
Love it. Helpless little Puppy
Love it. Helpless little Puppy
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