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Previously in the Den :

Yuribe, the colorful owner of the Vixen's Den, caught Jill red-handed stealing from the shop. After humiliating her and forcing her to clean the mess, Yuribe gave the young lynx a very private night lesson to teach the thief not to rob again. But the vixen felt guilty afterward and simply let Jill go, persuaded to never see her again.

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"I still say ya made a mistake." shouted the tall tigress while carrying a large box across the aisle. "We could have used a pair of hands in there."

"Agree." added Mero before putting another box near the blue vixen. The wolf worker was exhausted from all the crates he carried across this Friday morning, but at least he wasn't the one who had to sort their kinky contents onto the shelves.

Yuribe put down a couple more toys, glancing briefly at her employees. She wanted to forget the whole matter as quickly as possible, but Mero and Chelsea kept coming back at it. Even the fate was playing with her, delivering all the stuff she bought to replace what the thief broke in her escape the same day she was supposed to come back. Not that the vixen really expected to see her at the doorstep, still she was hoping...

"Cry less, work more." Yuribe said. "This alley has been empty far too long, I want to see it full before dinner."

"And it will, even if we have to die for that..." grumbled Chelsea as she hung a green rubber dress on a rack. "All 'cause of that friggin' little critter. If I ever cross her again..."

Hooves clopped on the floor, followed by the white silhouette of a small angry goat who was pulling a girl by the ear, holding in her other hand a rubber shaft like a victory trophy. Due to the size difference, the girl was forced to walk half-bent and showed her disagreement by shouting loudly.

"Lana ? Why am I not surprised to hear ya coming before seeing ya ?" asked sharply the tigress, staring at the goat.

But the vixen wasn't paying attention to her security guard. What caught her eyes was the blue latex collar cinched around the girl's throat.

"Jill ? It can't be..." she murmured, struck by surprise.

"She tried to steal again !" happily barked the goat like it was Christmas and her birthday at the same time. "That fiend tried to rob us again ! Can you believe it ?"

"I wasn't robbing, you maniac, I was just taking a look ! I was curious !" replied Jill, struggling against her captor.

The lynx girl shrugged out of Lana's grasp, rubbing her aching ear. Her casual loose clothes were contrasting with the Den's tight and revealing uniform that Yuribe and her employees were wearing, but she didn't seem to care about it and simply glared back at the goat.

"What the hell are ya doing here ? Didn't you learn from last time ? Ya don't plan to steal somethin' every week, I hope ?" Chelsea groaned while preparing for the upcoming fight, finding in the thief a good place to pour her bad mood.

"I'm sorry about last time, and I won't do it again. I didn't came here to upset any of you."

Jill was speaking calmly, quite different from when she was trying to get her way away of the shop's crew. She was now standing proudly in the alley despite the fact she was the enemy here, not even trying to flee. She even smiled to Yuribe as she stood straight up, hands casually behind her back. The blue rubber was looking odd against the red fur, a small scarf half-hiding the collar from view.

"I though we said ya not to come back again." Chelsea snorted, arms crossed on her chest. "Y'have nothin' to do here anymore."

Jill shook her head. "It's the opposite. I came here as ordered by my mistress."

Chelsea blinked, mimicked in her back by Mero who was starting to get interested in the scene. Lana was scratching her horns, puzzled. As for Yuribe, the vixen facepalmed herself at the bold declaration.

The shop suddenly fell in a deep, awkward silence that would have allowed customers in the other lanes to be heard, if there was any customer in this slow afternoon. Only the low buzz of the twisting toy still in the goat's grasp was audible, and to be honest broke a good part of the scene's seriousness. Fate sometimes has a very thick sense of humor.

Chelsea raised a finger and opened her mouth to ask a question, but the lynx stopped her before she could say a single word.

"Yeah, I said "mistress". No, it wasn't a mistake nor a bad joke. Not that I'm too much happy with that situation, but what's done is done." Jill waved it away with a paw, like it was nothing important. She then stared straight at the vixen and bowed a little. "So, mistress, you told me to come here to work and refund you. Tell me what to do, then."

"It wasn't serious, I just wanted to scare you. Just go and..."

The tigress hoped on her friend and grabbed her muzzle in a paw, silencing Yuribe.

"... and get changed in the backstore before helping us filling the shelves." Chelsea said, grinning widely.

Jill frowned at her. "It's hard enough to take orders from miss Yuribe, I won't obey you in addition. I belong to her, not you."

"Yup, I understood that part." the tigress nodded. "But you still need a uniform if you're to work here. Mero will be pleased to bring you one, right Mero ? Mero !"

Chelsea snapped her fingers in front of the grey wolf to wake him up from his obviously pleasant daydreaming, given the dumb look of happiness written on his face and the waving of his tail.

"Uniform. Backstore. Now." repeated Chelsea with a severe glance.

"Yes, sergeant !" The wolf saluted with an amused grin and walked away, politely leading Jill in the staff's changing rooms.

Yuribe struggled and repelled her friend's grasp, staring darkly at the tawny feline.

"What are you thinking you're doing here exactly ?" she asked coldly. "You can't seriously plan to use that poor girl, right ?"

"Why not ? She offered her help, it's not like we're forcing her. And look around us, we do need help !"

Chelsea waved at the aisle, still half-filled with opened boxes of products and piles of fresh clothes.

"That reminds me the days before we opened the store, when we had to prepare the last shelves." Lana remarked, scratching her chin. "It sure was quite a hell, right boss ?"

"Just shut up, both of you ! Are you mad ? We can't just use that girl like a tool and throw her away after ! It's insane !"

"Insane ? Are ya jokin' ?" Chelsea put her finger onto her friend's chest without any gentleness, now dead serious. "I'll tell ya what's insane : it's insane to grab a random girl an' pass your nerves on her. It's insane to keep her locked with you all night long against her will. It's fuckin' crazy insane to dare do half the things ya told me you did her and think ya won't get your ass sued for that !"

"Things didn't happened like that, you're making big fuss of..." tried to explain Yuribe, stepping slightly back under the feline's fury.

"It bothers ya sooo much now to use her and put her to work, does it ? Yeah, now ya're all sweet an' gentle, yeah ? Well, ya shoulda thought 'bout that when ya made her your slave !"

The last word lashed the air like a whip, the vixen turning purple both from anger and shame. Chelsea's mood cooled down as quickly as it bursted, leaving the tigress uneasy and looking away.

Lana shook her head slowly and threw her arms up, giving up on that matter. The goat turned away and walked out of the lane.

"I'm back to work. You two finish your lil' boxing match before Mero and the rob... I mean... the new girl come back."

Chelsea grunted, arms fiercely crossed under her large mounds, pushing them slightly up. She was looking far too close of the hallucination the vixen had during her night with Jill, and it didn't made her feel better.

"I'm not against taking a good revenge upon a shoplifter, but ya have to agree that you pushed it quite far, to end up with a girl claiming to be your slave." added the clerk.

"I know, I know. It seemed logic on the moment." Yuribe shrugged. "Like some roleplaying that would vanish in the morning. I told you how scared I was when I woke up."

"Yeah, and I admit I'd give a few bucks to be able to see your face." The tigress smiled, amused. "Why didn't you stopped that at this time ?"

"I did, I swear. At least..."

"At least, what ?" asked slyly Chelsea.

Yuribe gazed at the floor, unable to sustain her friend's look.

"At least, it's what I though. But, well... maybe I wasn't clear enough..."

"Oh gods. That's so you, Yuri. I'm sure that deep inside, you didn't wanted it to end so soon." Chelsea said, throwing her arms up. She shook her head and shrugged. "Bear it and face the consequences of your foolish acts."

"But what am I supposed to do ?" begged the vixen.

"Up to you. Ya wanted a slave, ya got one. Deal with it." replied the feline as she picked up a cloth and hung it on the rack.

"You could at least try not to hammer me down, Chel. I feel bad enough for you not to worsen it."

Yuribe pouted, grabbing a few small boxes in a crate. Things wasn't going as she hoped too, and it bothered her more than she though possible. Why did it have to be so hard ? Why did she was so stupid to begin with ? Curse that damn shop, it was only bringing her troubles.

The vixen sighed, slowly putting the boxes on the shelf. Easy to say, but she was stuck with that place for a moment. Chelsea was right : she wanted that, she had to deal with it.

"Play the mistress for a while." resumed the tigress between two latex suits. "Make her help us -after all, she's the one that made all this mess to begin with- and in a couple days tell her it's over and let her go for good."

"That's not very pleasant." The vixen frowned. "It feels... wrong."

Chelsea rolled her eyes.

"Of course it is. All we did 'bout Jill was wrong. We shoulda called the police after capturing her, not play with her and make her our model doll in front of everyone."

"You want me to model, mistress ?" suddenly asked Jill, peeking over the vixen's shoulder.

Frightened, Yuribe jumped away with a squeal, making the tigress laugh loudly. She tried to hide her purplizing cheeks by pretending to smooth her dress, before freezing as her eyes landed onto the lynx's outfit : long shoulder-length gloves, stockings covering the legs almost up to the hips, and a top molding entirely the upper body from thighs to neck. All black, all shining sligthly and all rubber-made.

"What in the name of gods is that ?" ranted Yuribe, bristled, while Chelsea looked closer to several tiny straps linking the stockings and gloves to the chest piece. "We talked about getting her in uniform. In uniform ! Not turning her into some kind of... of doll !"

A little farther behind the lynx, in what he hoped was a safe zone, stood Mero who weakly tried to explain. "Well, hum... I gave her a uniform, boss, I swear ! But then she saw that suit in the stocks and... kinda... wanted to try it out..." Each word was losing conviction as the wolf said them, unable to hold the burning stare of the vixen.

"It looked cool. I though it would be hard to move in that, but it's actually super-comfortable. And I look sexy in it, right ?" Jill nodded with a grin, turning around as to give a proof of her saying. Yuribe shivered even more when she saw the rubber sinking inbetween the lynx' bumcheeks like a second skin, the eerely short tail waving fastly above it. "Thought it's quite tight, I feel like floating in some kind of jelly pushing on me from all directions."

The vixen suddenly felt tired as an uneasy though made its way in her mind. "Mero, it's one of the new Muskai playsuits, right ?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Hum... yeah. That's it." the wolf replied as carefully as if he was disarming a bomb, in case it would blow up at his face.

"The one with openings both front and back ?" Yuribe added, her fear biting her mind.

The wolf simply nodded, making his boss sigh deeply. Of course, why would things go the good way when they could go worse ?

"Holy crap, do you mean..?" said Chelsea, her eyes locking onto the lynx's crotch.

Jill quickly put both her paws on there with a blush. "Hey, stare away, you pervy cat !" she shouted, sliding sideways to hide behind the vixen.

"If I can't help anymore, I'll go to the back to do... things. Good luck, boss !"

Mero quickly fled away before anyone could scold him, leaving Yuribe with a playful tigress chasing a practically nude lynx in the alley. The day was getting longer and harder...

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It took a few more hours for the ladies to finally put everything where it belonged to. The sun was slowly disappearing, revealing the two moons in the darkening sky and giving the signal for the night people to come out under the city's neon light.

Inside the Den, the three girls were sitting down on the wall, laying against eachother and trying to catch their breath.

"Yuri, next time we'll let the aisle empty and we'll do that slowly. Or we'll let the culprit do all the work." The tigress said, glancing at Jill.

"Hey ! I said I was sorry. And I helped a lot, too... Jill worked good, right, mistress ?" replied the lynx while cuddling playfully against Yuribe.

"Please, leave me alone, you two." mumbled the vixen, resting with an arm on her eyes as she repelled the lynx with the other. "I'm sore, I'm hungry and customers will be there any minute now."

"Point taken, I'll go get some food." Chelsea got up and walked away, licking her lips in advance. "I feel like eating fried chicken, or maybe mexican. And for ya ?"

"I want chicken wings !" Jill shouted, grinning.

The tigress chuckled lightly. "Silly lynx. I wasn't asking you, since you're not taking decisions anymo..."

Chelsea bumped into something and blinked from surprise. She would usually spit a bitter remark to the fool who carelessly placed himself in her path, but usually she didn't need to look up to see the said fool, given that she was already one of the tallest people around.

This time thought, the gazelle looking shyly at them was taller than the clerk. She could have been a man as far as the girls knew, her body hidden inside loose pants, large coat and thick sunglasses. Typically the well-known - and useless - "discreet" outfit used by customers who always fantasized of roaming in a shop like the Den, but never actually dared put a single toe inside one.

Chelsea was obviously torn between scold the intruder or laugh at her, and Yuribe could understand that pretty easily. As for the gazelle, her eyes already met Jill's outfit's features and started a very complex reaction inside her body resulting in a rush of red blood in her cheeks.

The vixen started to think, a devious smirk appearing on her lips as she mentally drew the main lines of a plan. Yuribe then pulled her pet up onto her feet before pushing her in front of the new client.

"You wanted to work, then here's your first patron. Be nice and knd to her, understood ?"

Jill tried to object, but the shopkeeper grabbed her muzzle shut. There was no way in hell the lynx would complain, and Yuribe made that point pretty clear to her. So instead of ranting, Jill turned back towards the gazelle with what could at best be described as an annoyed look.

"Welcome, miss. I'm Jill, can I help you ?" she said with a total lack of courtesy in her voice. Feeling she was supposed to do more, she added : "You look lost, are you looking for something ?"

"Well, hum, no, I mean, yes, I mean, I wasn't... I was, like... not this, you see, more like that..."

The client tried poorly to explain herself with large movements of the hands, but didn't know where to start, getting Jill more and more confused. The look on both the girls' faces was too much for Chelsea, who burst in laughs despite the cold glare her boss threw at her.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here after all..." muttered the gazelle, her face flushed from shame, already turning back.

"No, wait ! Please excuse my employees, they're both new to this job and don't know when to shut the hell up." Yuribe said between her clenched fangs, staring severely to the tigress and the lynx. "Chel, don't you have something very important to do at the counter ?"

The clerk easily understood the half-spoken threat and nodded with a deep grin.

"I do. Well, pleasure to meet you miss, I hope to see you soon, at the cash register."

Yuribe shook her head as her free-going friend walked away to the counter, quickly focusing on her customer and, she had to admit it, her new salesgirl. At least she had to make sure that Jill could talk properly to customers, instead of making them flee again. The foxgirl put a paw onto her slave's shoulder and offered a bright smile to the gazelle.

"Welcome to the Den, miss. My name is Yuribe, and this is Jill, a vendor trainee that will help you find your deepest wishes today."

The said trainee not looking like reacting at all, Yuribe tightened her grasp to get her attention. A good tactic, aside the little yelp of pain and surprise the lynx made before bowing as fast and low as she could.

"I'm Jill, vendor trainee ! I'll help you find... your... hum, whatever you're looking for !" she repeated quickly. A little slap on her bum made her add : "N-nice to meet you, miss !"

The client looked at the scene, obviously a little uneasy about the poor girl's treatment. But Yuribe simply nodded with a slight grin and patted her pet's head as the lynx straightened up.

"That's better. Now, where you looking for something in particular, miss..?"

She politely waited for the gazelle to fill the blank. The client blinked a few times and gazed at Yuribe, a little lost, before catching the hint.

"Oh. Uh... Reira, I'm Reira, sorry. Weeell, I wasn't really looking for something... I was just... wandering... around ?" She tried, her eyes hardly looking away from the lynx's outfit only to fall onto others rubber clothes. "N-nice dresses, they look very... hum... nice..." Oh god, she though, am I already running round ?

The foxgirl smirked and glanced at her new vendor, who politely looked back at her, clueless.

"Jill. A dress, please." Yuribe hinted her pet. Man, still a long way to go...

The lynx walked to a rack, grabbing the first dress she saw. But she frowned and held her paw in midair, thinking. Another poor move meant another small punishment, and she had enough for her taste. So Jill instead turned back with a brief, unsure glare to Yuribe before asking :

"Miss Reira... hum... 'scuse me to ask, but what's your size ? You look like a man in..."

Frowned eyes from the vixen. Wrong path, change the approach.

"I mean, your coat looks like a man's one, so it's hard to guess..."

"She's right, plus it's not the season to wear something like that." Yuribe added, discretely giving a thumb up to her trainee. "Why not try something more fitting ?"

"I... I'm not sure... I don't want to stand out..."

Of course you do, you crave so much for it that it hurts the eyes, said Yuribe to herself as she gently pushed the gazelle to the nearest change booth. Plus you already stand out in that ugly disguise, might as well make you stand out for a better reason.

"Just a quick try, to see if you like it ?" she smiled widely to tame the shy Reira. "Jill, please bring us the green one in front of you."

"Okay... but just a quickie, right ?" The desperate client pleaded more than she asked as she grabbed the emerald green folds of rubber, looking at it anxiously.

Yuribe closed the curtain and pointed at a pair of green bra and panties to her pet, who diligently bring them back. Then she spoke with an innocently polite voice :

"It will be easier to put the dress on if you slip off of your underwear first. Else, it might feel uncomfortable as the fabric is rubbed on your fur by the latex."

The curtain shook as Reira pushed a little squeal of shock, making both Yuribe and Jill giggle silently.

"If you don't like to be nude, then you should try these." added the foxgirl. "I'm sure you'll feel better in them."

On a sign of her mistress, Jill prudently slipped the smooth undies behind the curtain, waiting for the gazelle to finally take them with an almost inaudible "thanks". The lynx was both curious about how things were turning up, and amazed at how easy it seemed for Yuribe to lead the reluctant client where she wanted her to be.

After a few minutes Reira finally came out, clad in the dress tightly fitting her body and finally allowing the two girls to see her fully. The gazelle was slightly slender, her legs were long and strong, made for running away fast. Not a lot of fat in the light and agile body, except in her chest mounds that dangled even more in the squeezing cleavage of the emerald garment.

The dress itself was covering Reira's upper torso and hips, the hem floating slightly around her mid-thighs, while a large cut at the front allowed anyone to see half of the breasts trapped in rubber along with her flat stomach. The dress ran up to Reira's neck, cinching it in a tight, smooth collar, and diamond-shaped cuts along her sides and back made the dress merely hiding less than half of the body surface it covered.

"You're amazing !" Yuribe told her sincerely.

"Looks like a giant bruised leaf." muttered Jill, arms crossed, earning a light slap behind her head and a frowning of her mistress.

The vixen came closer and took a closer look at Reira, like an artist seeking the shape inside a marble block. She then precisely put her paws onto the gazelle's rubbered body, modeling the tall girl into a straighter position. Her fingers were delicate and gentle on the client's short fur, caressing the sweet curves as they worked in a fluid motion, the vixen's body lightly pressed against the gazelle in a private embrace.

"You should make some use of your height, instead of curling down like this." Yuribe whispered sensually as she kept on fondling the girl. "You don't even need heels, it's pretty amazing."

"Well, hum... th-thanks, I guess." Reira answered meekly, not really sure about what to do.

She followed the vixen's pressures diligently, a little curious at what the shopkeeper was up to and a little unable to resist anyway. In the mirror inside the booth, the "bruised leaf" unfolded itself slowly as the gazelle stood taller and taller. It was hard to believe for her that she was this pretty woman in the glass, showing proudly her body through the skin-tight dress.

Reira snapped out of her amazement as she saw how much skin-tight the latex was exactly, and quickly tried to cover herself with her only two arms. A hard task, which she didn't really succeed at.

"I-I could never wear th-this in public !" she shouted, her face redder than Jill's fur, her body squirming from unease.

Shaking slightly her head with a sigh, Yuribe gently put a paw onto the client's arm and a warm smile on her face. It wasn't time to give up yet, only to press the gazelle a little more. It was obvious to the vixen that the garment worked its magic on Reira, who was unable to resist the urge to glance at her reflect despite her shame. Jill was staring too with what seemed to be curiosity and a hint of envy, something the foxgirl took note of in her mind.

"Why not try to wear it inside, then ?" Yuribe offered. "We can take a walk in the shop so you can get used to these clothes while I show you some toys that may interest you. No one will judge you bad here, after all everyone comes to the Den for the same reasons."

The tall patron glanced back and forth between the smiling vendor and her own reflection. It didn't took long before she shyly nodded, looking nervously around. Yuribe patted her arm to comfort her, pressing her free paw on the green material again to force the gazelle straight.

"Stand proud and tall, then. You're beautiful, you should show that to the world."

"O-okay... I, hum... I really was beautiful, right ? I mean, in the mirror ?" Reira asked with a faint smile and a lot of hope as she rose her body as instructed.

"You sure are better now than when you came out of that booth." instantly replied Jill before receiving another sharp slap on the bum.

"Watch your language, salesgirl." Yuribe scolded her ear-flattened pet rubbing her rear. She then smiled back at the gazelle. "But she's right, you are amazing."

Reira's smile grew larger and seemed to get even taller as she followed Yuribe through the shop. The vixen led her customer to a shelf filled with various rubber-made objects that obviously made quite an impression on the shy gazelle, given how fast her jaw dropped down.

Searching a few seconds through the goods in display, Yuribe smiled and grabbed a canine-shaped shaft before showing it to Reira. No point in introducing the tall girl to the most kinky toys except for scaring her, but teaching her the refinements of latex pleasure was still a good way to entertain her.

"I'm sure you already guessed the general purpose of this, miss Reira." The foxgirl smiled widely. "But maybe you didn't noticed that it's not made to go at the front."

Both Reira and Jill blinked at the toy, not sure how to understand that. It was the same toy as all the others, clearly not the biggest but thicker than most. The shopkeeper finally grabbed her pet's arm and dragged her close.

"Instead of explaining, a little demonstration would be much better. Salesgirl, you are volunteer. Turn around and bow forward."

"What !? No way I'm modeling ag-OW !"

Jill tried to struggle, only to be silenced by another slap on the ass. Rubbing her latex-clad bumcheeks with a wince, she turned her back as ordered with a low "Sorry, mistress".

"Seems that I have to make sure you won't get rebellious again, you bad slave."

Yuribe grabbed the lynx's wrists and pulled them in her back, buckling tightly a single, thick red cuff around both. Two more rubber-padded cuffs trapped her ankles, soon fixed to a long pole forcing Jill to spread her shiny legs far more than she was wishing.

Struggling a little, more to test her restraints than really get free, the red-furred model girl squealed from surprise as some kind of plastic donut was swiftly shoved between her jaws, silencing her. Two straps ran from the ring gag along her cheeks and behind her head, a third one going above her forehead before joining the others at the back. A last black strap wrapped around her short muzzle made her bite on the gag for good.

The gazelle was unable to stop herself staring at the slow restraining. Yuribe's moves was fast and graceful, grinning slyly like a mischievous pleasure demon as she locked the pole on two hooks on the floor. The moans of Jill, now reduced to something close to a simple furniture of the store, only increased the scene's atmosphere. The last move of the foxgirl was to link a chain onto the wristscuff and passing it in a ring near the top of the shelf Jill was facing, pulling on it to drag her pet's arms up, thus forcing her to bow down lower and lower with loud mumblings.

Once the lynx bowed so deeply that she couldn't see the two other girls anymore, Yuribe locked the chain back on the cuff and patted playfully her pet's tantalizing bum. The vixen then grinned wide and nodded in satisfaction.

"That's better, my dear. Now, if you please look at this, miss Reira, I want to show you the most interesting feature of this plug."

Yuribe pulled out a tiny silver key to the intrigued gazelle, before sliding it into a hole under the the toy and turning it slowly. The shaft's base started to inflate and grew in a good-sized hard knot while Reira's eyes grew wider themselves.

"You understand now, good." Yuribe nodded maliciously as she flattened the knot. "Now, please let me show you how it works on a female body."

The shopkeeper grabbed a little tube, pouring a few of the odorant, clear-blue liquid onto the canine plug. Her paw moved up and down on it to coat it in lube, somehow stroking it in front of a semi-hypnotized Reira. The client's mind stopped working already, losing grip and simply trying to process the whole "demonstration". Hand-jobbing a plastic shaft sure was a new experience for her.

Jill was trying to peek over her shoulder, without success, when she felt the tip of the shaft pressed on one of her hole. Not the one she was expecting though. But Yuribe kept pressing firmly, waiting for the tight tailhole to loosen and swallow the plug. Jill yelped and hopped helplessly in place when the toy finally slid inside, shivering as the rubber rod was firmly pushed between her bumcheeks.

"I-isn't it hurting her ?" asked Reira with a low, unsure voice.

The vixen shook her head. "Maybe a little, but the lube is here to prevent any major discomfort. Plus, that dirty little thief already took something bigger in here, right slave ?"

Yuribe's paw slapped the model teasingly, the plug still halfway in. More pressure made it all the way in, and the lynx squealed even louder through the gag. The tiny silver key was put in its matching hole, Yuribe grinning and winking at her customer.

"Remember that knot on the rod, miss Reira ? Well, look what happens when it grows while already in use."

Turning quickly the key as to lock the toy in place, the vixen smiled and took a short step back. A smart move, as Jill instantly struggled hardly against her restraints, the gag muffling her shouts in unintelligible squeals. The pet thrashed as much as her position allowed her like a beast, latexed thighs glimmering lightly from the juices that were dripping from her honey spot.

Reira, both paws on her mouth with a look of horror on her face, was staring silently at the show. Her knees were shaking, was it from the fear of the predicament or from anticipation and hope to try it ? Maybe a few of both, though the vixen as she walked besides the gazelle and slowly slid an arm around her waist.

"You must stop." Reira murmured almost inaudibly. "The poor girl, she's..."

"She's enjoying herself quite wildly, I agree, but I can assure you she likes that alright." replied the shopkeeper, hugging the client closer. "Don't get afraid by the frantic struggling, dear, it's part of the game. Deep inside, Jill tries to flee just for the bliss of being unable to."

"But still..."

The gazelle tried to continue, stopped in her tracks by Yuribe's paws gently rubbing her half-covered stomach. It was hard for Reira not to let her mind wander into scenes she never even dreamed of, scenes she never though attractive thus far but now were feeling so good just imagining them. Her breath got shorter, her mouth half-opened in a shy moan as her thighs rubbed against eachother. And all along this, Jill's uncontrollable squeals and tugs against her bonds only rose the inner temperature of the gazelle, perverting her gradually.

Yuribe's tail was waving swiftly behind her as she kept running her hands over her client's chest, groping softly the breasts through the double layer of latex with one paw while the other was crawling it's way under the skimpy green skirt. Her digits soon found the rubber-sealed folds of Reira and rubbed them delicately with wet noises, meeting no resistance from their target.

"You see, sweet Reira, one of the tricks of rubber undies is that it clings tightly around your lower lips. Thus it keeps your legs dry even when you're getting wetter than a fish in its pond. I think you're getting it very well just now, am I right ?"

Reira was unable to reply, only to moan soundly and leans against the smaller fox. With a grin, Yuribe pressed her fingers harder on the rubber thong and over the pulsing folds, forcing the juices trapped in it to overflow the snugging fabric and leak down like two warm, small cascades. The vixen's other paw was already busy slipping inside the ample cleavage, kneading the latexed flesh and pinching the little hard stud piercing through the skintight bra.

The vixen finally stepped on her toes to reach Reira's ears, whispering lusciously in them as her fingertips mercilessly teased the shuddering gazelle's hot spots, her tail coiled around a leg like a warm, soft plush.

"Now, please think of how delicious it would be if I was doing more than simply rub this exquisite latex against some of your sensitive parts..."

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"And here's your bag, thanks for your purchase. Come back anytime, miss, it'll be a pleasure seeing you again !"

Chelsea happily waved at the gazelle who walked out with a daydreaming smile floating on her lips, holding the bag against her chest. Yuribe failed to convince her to let go the coat, Reira preferring to hide her new dress for now. Well, all in all the foxgirl was not unhappy from her little show anyway.

"You - were - a true - genius." the tigress grinned to her boss as soon as the door closed. "It's a miracle she didn't ran away, not to speak of the stuff she bought."

"I was lucky." replied Yuribe with a shrug. "It was obvious she was looking for something crazy."

Chelsea nodded. "Indeed. Still, you went quite far and managed to get her dance on the palm of your paw. I'm sure she would have bought the whole store if you told her so. And that scream when she finished in your arms, I'll bet everyone heard it two miles around. What an excellent free ad for us !"

"You're exaggerating again, Chel, quit it." the shopkeeper said with a smile and a playful knock on her friend's forehead. "I only gave her what she wanted us to. It would have been much less easy if she was a regular customer."

"Eh, she'll be a regular from now on, I'm sure of that. No way she'll cast that side of her away now."

Yuribe stared a moment at the door, wondering. Did she do the right thing ? Reira was a total newcomer on their playground, unlike the other clients who were for the most already bathing in latex stuff, or at least interested in it and seeking more information. In a way, the vixen felt like she just perverted an angel. What a moron she was, there was no angel in Black Waters City.

"Yup, she'll come again to learn more on how to play like us. I just hope for her she won't run into someone not trustworthy and fall in his claws while she explores these new lands."

The tigress nodded seriously. Latex plays were sure a hell of fun, but it was also crippled with wicked people which had their own way of playing. The whips and paddles available in the Den weren't just for fashion.

"By the way, what should we do with that pervy here ?" Chelsea asked casually, pointing at a reddish lynx clad in rubber and lying over the counter like a rag.

"Dunno. Wanna drag her home ?" offered Yuribe.

"Hell no. I never steal toys from others. At least not when they just used them. Ew."

The clerk winced largely to make her point.

"...'ll kill you..." muttered Jill, her tired voice half-muffled by the counter.

"Okay, then why don't you walk her home Chel ? She worked hard today, she earned some rest."

"Why dontcha care of her then ? It's your duty, no ?"

The vixen rolled her eyes. "Please, I couldn't be farther away of the mood I was last week. I'm tired and I just wanna sleep."

Jill stood weakly on her feet, looking surprisingly uneasy and shy.

"Please, miss Yuribe... I'm tired too, can't I stay here ? Just for the night ?"

"No way." the shopkeeper replied. "You surely have a home somewhere, right ? Chel'll carry you there if she need to."

"Hey !" objected Chelsea with a frown, paws on her hips.

But the lynx was squirming, glancing away from the girls. She finally joined her paws and threw the cutest look she could with big, watery eyes.

Jill landed quite harshly on the ground behind the Den, yelping and rubbing her back.

"You demon ! Why the ass-kicking ?" she ranted, shaking her fist towards Yuribe. The "cute look final plan" sure didn't worked as she hoped.

"I don't care about runaway childs. Go home and stop being so narcissic."

"I'm not a child !"

"So you agree you're a runaway ? Good, now get away."

The vixen slammed the door, silencing her pet's cursing_._

"Okay, this time you sure got serious, I admit. Now what ? She's not leaving." asked the tigress, peeking through a window.

"Lock the door behind you, Chel. Drag her to her home, and make sure she stays there. She can't live here. She can't..."

The foxgirl was obviously tired as she climbed the stairs, stumbling a little on the way. Her friend wanted to try to convince her, but Yuribe wasn't even able to listen right now. So Chelsea for once remained silent, turning off the lights before going out and see what she could do of the lynx.