Request story for luckycoyote (micro)
http://www.furaffinity.net/user/luckycoyote 's request and i am happy to say as my first that was good i think i shall take some more so http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1773659/ details are in that
contains; unaware macro, unwilling micro, boxers, socks, shoes, musk *thumbs up* enjoy!
The life of a micro isn't a easy one, and luckycoyote's knows this all to well, currently in some teenage panthers bed room witch is compared to most of the things he has done rather easy, lots of scraps of food to be had and because the room is so messy with items of clothing all over the floor its easy to hide as well. Most of his foraging taking place over night or during the long college days, while the panther is out the rest of his time spent hiding under the "norms" bed trying to stay away from the dirty socks and boxers carrying their own powerful scents found on teenagers.
Monday was just like any other day for the 1 inch tall dark brown coyote, after a long weekend of very few chances to get any food he almost stayed up all night working in darkness the blue light of a alarm clock lighting up the room around him as he pulled little bits of food back under the bed maybe getting out a little to far but the pickings seems to be just so good today getting all he could, not even noticing the growing amount of light flooding into the room as the morning came, just heading back under the bed for the last time half way across the floor he stops. A seemingly huge banging on the bed rooms boor rattling trough his tiny form "BEN COMMON YOU HAVE SCHOOL IN 15 MINUTES!" everything freezing him in place as he looks up at the teens bed his worse fears being answered as the large form sits up, its large black furred feet crashing on the floor just near the tiny coyote, hitting his nose with the heavy earthy smell of musk.
His eyes going wide with panic looking around him in the shadow of the sleepy teen looking for any cover at all to hide in for now his only option being a pair of boxers he saw getting dumped last night with out a second option he jumps head first into them his form landing just on the crotch section a heavy musky scent surrounding him keeping silent hearing foot steps starting to sound around him as the male walks about his room, putting on a clean shirt, then looking about on the floor spotting the pair of boxers quickly slipping one foot paw in each leg hole before pulling them up quickly letting the waist go with a snap, the unfortunate little yote yelping in surprise as he is forced into the bottom of the musky undergarment looking up to see the black furred rump rushing towards him quickly finding his self pressed tightly against the even muskier fur and the boxers as they hold him tightly in place everything going dark as what he assumes are the trousers cover the boxers squirming about with all his energy only itching the large rump causing a large finger to prod and shove at him trough the two layers of fabric as everything heats up.
The cat moving about his room picking out two socks from the floor along with his shoes as he once again sits at his bed trousers pulling tighter around his rump making him purr at the warmth as he leans down quickly pulling up the socks and slipping his shoes on unknown to him the little coyote forced to endure the huge presses as he is forced into the fur coved flesh of the rooms owner soon the pressure drops again as the trousers owner stands up once again jogging downstairs and out the door forcing lucky downwards right into the seat of the boxers a stronger smelling the stronger scent from not only the fabric but now the musky hole just behind him as his world rocks about as Ben heads to college .
Less than a 30 seconds into the rocking motion of the walking a quiet rumbling sounds just over him jilting his head and thinking lucky yells and grips tightly as the fabric under him as a gust of foul wind rushes past him the foul smell hitting him making him let go of the fabric under him and grip his nose tightly trying to block out the foul reek of the fart 'today's going to be a long one' he thinks to his self shutting his eyes , the warmth and gentle rocking back and forth of walking being very relaxing and soon the little coyote is fast a sleep.
As the day goes on and on for Ben the first two hours spent in English sitting all the time working on a group assignments sweet on his ass coating Lucky's fur in a musky shine, then after little break he gets to his last lessons art, the next 3 hours spend doodling a little bit mainly talking to friends and now and then forcing the little thing in his boxers awake only to fall back a sleep once again to dream, even if most of them just seem to be slow motion shots of that huge behind rushing towards him this morning waking up once more as a seemingly earth shattering clanging knocks him awake the little yote' grabbing at his ears for some sort of relief.
Padding back home slowly purring to his self in what the weatherman said "was the last warm week of the year" as the sun shines over his black fur warming his whole body up making it slightly sweaty down in the depths of his boxers but he isn't in there so he don't care, more than what could be said for the tiny lucky once again swaying about back and forth in the dank heat around him hearing a fait click then loud banging just like this morning and a second click as the panther arrives back in his bedroom flopping back on the bed with a heavy sigh and relaxing. The little coyote now squirming about lightly his body slick with sweat soon working his self free of the musky rump now in the trouser leg, giving a happy sigh gasping for some fresher air he starts to run towards the end of the leg soon realising a problem as he loses his footing and trips his tiny form rolling down the slight slope of the trouser leg.
Soon he drops straight down his hands franticly trying to cling onto something to stop him as he keeps free falling as he sees light below him smiling as he drops past the large black sock but to his dismay he finds his self not rushing to the floor but right towards the edge of that musky shoe the panther is still wearing! And before he knows it his world is once again dark his little body plunging downwards into the hot shoe hitting the warm slightly damp insole, just able to see that musky socked foot standing next to him as the much stronger musk from the foot and its shoe coat the yote' "god damn" he mumbles to his self as the foot shifts along with the shoe, forcing him downwards into the pitch black seven worse smelling toe section "I'm off out for the night!" he hears muffled high over him as the foot settles into a steady motion the toes hitting him and pressuring him down into the insole as he spends the night with the unknowing teen.