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There wasn't much more that Alli could ask for in life.

Hers was a way of opulence and comfort: Being literally waited on hand and foot by the tiniest harem in existence was the kind of lifestyle that she'd become used to. Anything that she needed was tended to by her loyal army of miniscule soldiers, but she wasn't a cruel mistress by any stretch of the imagination.

She was of a genuinely kind nature, and the quality of her life only caused her to expand on those qualities.

"It's still nagging away at you, isn't it, Mistress Alli?"

All of that said, it was true that money couldn't buy happiness. Though she had wealth and used it to achieve the means she truly desired in life, there were things that evaded her grasp.

Money couldn't buy the tiny fox that wandered by her residence every day.

"I'm convinced that he's just being shy. I'm sure of it," Alli reassured herself. "But every time I wave at him, he walks away even faster...I'm not sure what else to try with him!"

There was no place on Earth that could have been more comforting to Alli in her moment of peril. Her eyes were trained on the window as she rested upon the long, clean sofa of white, her elbow resting in the cushiony grasp of a brilliant, blue pillow.

A veritable cloud of soothing surrounded her as the rest of her harem stayed close by, wondering what they might be able to do to bring her plan to fruition. In turn for her kind and caring nature, the pets that she kept were fiercely loyal, and their work was so evenly divided that they were left with plenty of time to help her plot and plan.

"If he's really that skittish, perhaps we just need to lure him in with something he can't resist?"

The suggestion came from Nall, a rabbit who was propped up against the cushions behind Alli's right shoulder. His tiny paws were busy at work on her tender flesh, rubbing any tension that he could find from her muscles and providing her with an extra layer of earthly delights.

Sirus was on the other shoulder, nodding his agreement as his digits kneaded against the warmth of Alli's upper back. "Everyone in town knows that he has a weakness for a certain treat. You might as well use that to your advantage!"

For all her attempts, Alli never once thought to try the obvious tactic. Something about going that route felt entirely predictable, leaving her to worry that Atimist would see right through the trick if she were to bother trying it in the first place.

After weeks of other attempts that ended with the micro fox scooting away with a nervous flush on his cheeks, she decided that no tactic would be off limits any longer.

"Way to steal my idea, Sirus."

The fox snickered. "As if you would have come up with something so clever all on your own?"

"Ahem...boys?"

Clearing her throat was all it took for Alli to restore order. Her brow was cocked as she turned her head from side to side, casting a gaze upon each of the tiny mammals to let them know that they were slacking at their work.

As if they ran on batteries, each male was instantly recharged and back to work, leaving Alli to slump back against the cushions in such a state of ease that she nearly crushed the boys into the pillows.

"Shall we start preparing the dish for him, Mistress Alli?"

This time, it was Liam who spoke to the Taurus. Standing on the edge of the couch and holding a freshly washed grape for her, he was eagerly waiting for the chance to place it in her maw, and through lidded eyes, she stared the hybrid down.

The very tip of her tongue eased forth, and he happily placed a grape upon it. With a paw free to tease, she lifted her digits to the back of his head and delicately stroked between his ears, smiling at his dedication to serving her. "Yes...yes, I suppose I've had enough treats for the day, myself. Take to the kitchen and start whipping up a batch of that famous Oreo pie recipe that we found the other day. If he's really so desperate for those cookies, he won't be able to resist coming over for a treat like that."

Too comfortable to leave her spot on the couch, Alli stayed back and relaxed, trusting her pets with the task of preparing the delectable treat in the other room. They smiled and bowed to her before they skittered off, but her luxury was far from coming to an end.

To say that she was blessed with a dedicated harem was an understatement, but it was just as true that her range of pets was an expansive one; there were still two more who were waiting for their chance to impress their mistress that afternoon, although one of them was getting the cage treatment.

Poor, tiny Leon didn't mean to do anything wrong, but if Alli was to keep order among her harem, she had to be every bit as stern as she was fair about her punishments.

The imprisoned micro was sitting by the edge of his cage, watching her closely and only on occasion did his eyes sneak past her, to the clock on the wall. There were still a few seconds left on his sentence, but he could see mischief flickering in the pits of Alli's eyes like the flame upon a candle, delicately taunted by the breeze.

"Nox, would you be a darling and let Leon out, please? I've got a task for the two of you before our guest arrives."

Alli was supremely confident that the scent of Oreos wafting through the air would be enough to lure Atimist into her clutches, and she wanted to look her best when the tiny fox finally came to her door.

The warmth of a late summer day was just so that she needed to be cooled, and though she could easily swing the large, soothing plumes of an oversized fan on her own, she needed to give Leon something to do to regain her trust and prove his loyalty.

Nox was quick to free the latch on the cage. The miniature husky held the door open for Leon, who was slower to walk out.

A quick, playful swat on his backside helped him to pick up the pace.

"Mistress made a command," Nox reminded him. "Don't want to keep her waiting again, do you?"

She wasn't wrong, and she could see the fear in Leon's eyes as he scampered across the table and over to the edge of the couch. He gripped the base of the fan and looked back at Nox expectantly, worried that he might be punished for her lack of pace.

"Sure seems like you want to get me in trouble again," Leon demanded of her, though his voice didn't inspire much fear in his fellow micro. She was even giggling at the timid undertones in his voice, drawing another bout of adorable frustration from him. "Are you gonna pick up the fan with me or not?"

Alli couldn't help giggling as she watched Leon struggling to lift the fan on his own. "You'd love to see me swinging this thing around, wouldn't you?" she couldn't help flirting with the bashful one, having learned almost every way to push his buttons in their time together. "Perhaps it's putting some other ideas in your mind?"

Even though a coat of fur, one could see the fluster on Leon's muzzle. He was close enough to Alli that she thought she could feel it, and though she found it tough to stop giggling at their banter, she lifted a pawtip to Nox.

"Now, now...the little one did his time and paid for his mistakes. Why don't you give him a break, hm?" she made it sound like a mere suggestion, but Nox knew better than to test the limits of what Alli was capable of. "Unless you want to trade places with him in the cage, next time."

Gulping and focusing on her work, the tiny husky finally started pulling her share of the load. Though his smiles were generally nervous, Leon felt a genuine beam of appreciation spread over his lips, and in turn, Alli stroked her lifted digit over his back, keeping his muscles from tensing up with too much effort.

Though she was the mistress, their perfect little home was in a constant state of symbiosis. Alli had to wonder if introducing another element to the mixture might cause a little chaos, and though it was going to be her way or the highway, she felt it was only fair that she ran it past the rest of her harem before she made the final decision.

As seconds lazily turned to minutes and her harem was busy at work, Alli did her best not to drift away with feel of a constant, pleasant breeze upon her face. Tresses of rich, chocolate brown bounced with each pass of the fan, and eyelids became heavy over vibrant orbs of blue as the tantalizing aroma of heated sweets filled the air of the common room.

If her focus drifted any further, she likely would have drifted away, as well, but her ears were keen; she wasn't the only one to take notice of the recently completed dessert.

"I think our guest has almost arrived, everyone," she claimed, her voice faintly laced with sleep to start. Though it was a struggle from such deep comfort, she began sitting up on the couch. "Is that Oreo pie almost ready?"

Nall, Sirus and Liam were all holding sides of a round pie tin, the contents of which were nearing the perfect temperature for consumption. They skittered into the room carefully, each one carrying their weight with proper balance and offering up a perfect blend of cookies, cream and crust to her.

If not for the steady diet of grapes that was given to her before, Alli would have found it impossible to resist taking a bite of the treat for herself, but she had other plans for it. She gestured to the door quietly, and with a smile, she stood upright and sauntered her way over.

"Stay right where you are," she whispered, not wanting to alert their visitor. "And...I hope you don't mind the pie being wasted."

Liam looked up, cocking a brow. "Being wasted?"

As if she'd been planning for his reaction all along, Alli swung the front door open and watched as Atimist sped through the door, his footpaws carrying him so rapidly that little dust clouds kicked up in his wake.

There was no chance that he could stop before his ankles hit the side of the pie tin, throwing him over the edge and right into the center of the creamy treat.

"Yes, being wasted," Alli repeated herself. She smirked down at the little invader and pushed the door shut behind him, making sure the lock clicked into place before she began to kneel in front of him. "I see that your eyes were bigger than your stomach, weren't they?"

It was a few seconds before Ati was able to wipe and slurp enough of the Oreo-laden cream from his muzzle that he could properly speak.

There were worse fates in the world than the one he found himself in, but his bashful nature kicked in again as Alli loomed over him, eyeing his sugar-coated form like he was just another piece of the pie.

"Y...Yeah," he stammered, feeling the eyes of the rest of the harem on his sticky fur. "Sorry f-for messing up your pie?"

Alli lifted a single pawtip to his muzzle, stealing a taste of the cream for herself. She worked the flat of her tongue around the tip of her finger, her half-lidded eyes staring down the tiny fox the entire time, giving him plenty to think about in his current predicament.

"That's quite all right," she finally replied, her lips curing into a devious smile. "I'm sure you can figure out some way to repay me."

**

Alli had no intention of selling her harem short; she didn't want to undermine their efforts to bring her comfort and joy throughout the day, but it was tough for her to pry her eyes from the tiny, cream-covered fox that was standing in her doorway.

"He's covered from head to toe..."

"Looks good enough to eat, doesn't he?"

"I can see why our mistress wanted him so bad!"

Long, sensitive ears picked up every word as Atimist glanced from side to side bashfully, surveying the other micros that were gathered around him. All of them were stripped down to their fur, creating an awkward sensation that he wasn't quite expecting.

"It would seem that my harem approves of your presence. You're a lucky little fox, Ati."

Leaning over to bring herself to his level, Alli knelt and bent at the waist, her cleavage stealing the vulpine's attention for a moment before the warmth of her breath washed over him. "Y...Yes I am," he stammered, not knowing if he was right to agree; it simply seemed a wise idea. "Sorry again for ruining your dessert."

"It's no trouble at all. I'm sure my pets would be glad to whip up another one," Alli suggested, "But we can't have you all soaked with tasty cream, can we? If we don't get you out of those clothes, the sugar will get stiff and you'll be nothing more than a foxypop!"

Ati was sure that her choice of words was no accident. Flustered warmth nearly burned the cream from his fur as he stood helpless before her, and a nervous gulp passed down his throat as her muzzle began to part.

This was all part of the plan. She's gonna eat me! He contained his panic to the safe recesses of his mind, though his body was shuddering as he tried to look for an exit. He was surrounded on all sides by curious eyes and devious grins, and when he turned back to face Alli, he immediately met with his fate.

It was warmer than he expected, and quite a bit wetter, but he found it hard to complain about the affectionate slurp that wicked the cream from his body.

"Just...y-you know, don't bite down on this one, okay? There's no treat in the middle, I promise!" Ati tried to play along with her own sensual words, acting like he really was just a treat for her amusement.

He didn't realize how seriously she took his role, or how right he'd be about sating her sweet tooth.

"Little foxes like you always have a treat hidden inside," Alli claimed. "Though, you're right. Biting you wouldn't be the right way to draw it out."

If he flushed any warmer, Ati wouldn't have noticed how hot it was outside anymore. The intent of the bovine before him was clear to even the blindest man, and her gaze was so enticing that he hardly felt the presence of a single digit against his shirt.

He couldn't stop her from tugging it up over his head no matter what he did, but he certainly wasn't _trying_to.

"You don't r-really mean what I think you mean, do you?"

He simply had to ask. He put up no resistance to her wiles as she twirled his shirt around on her fingertip and casually tossed it aside, and everything she'd done so far lead him to believe that she was going to carry on regardless of how he felt.

She knew she'd enticed him to such a point that he wouldn't stray, but his loyalty needed to be tested further. "I can't imagine a much sweeter treat than seed from a freshly milked fox," she didn't mince any words as her digits pressed against a slowly growing bulge in his shorts, "And for what it's worth, you do still have a pie to replace."

Being stripped in front of a crowd made the tiny fox uneasy, but there was an inward pride at seeing how much fun Alli was having with his body.

It was completely overwhelmed with embarrassment as his cock sprang up from the tugged waistband of his shorts, but other than a few playful giggles from the rest of the harem, there was little reaction.

"Y...Yeah. A p-pie. To replace. Got it."

Alli couldn't help covering the end of her muzzle with a paw as she chuckled into it. "Don't get too far ahead of yourself, little fox. Do you really think I'm that kind of girl?"

The question felt like a trap, given the abundance of nudity that surrounded him.

"I mean, I'd never assume that, but you do seem very...forward."

The tip of her finger pressed down on his growing length, easing a bit of the remaining cream against his tender flesh. "I can be very forward when I want to be, and I take very good care of my pets...but unless you want to join my harem, I'm afraid the fun stops here, my dear."

To deny how much he was enjoying himself would be pointless. For such a long time, Ati avoided getting anywhere close to Alli's household, knowing the reputation she held for trapping micros into her fold, but the rumors outside the walls of her home were very different than the reality he was starting to see.

As far as he could tell, everyone was treated very fairly, and though the nudity would take some getting used to, the rest of the harem was clearly accepting of it.

"Do you need more time to think about it?" she asked, her digit lifting and easing the delightful pressure from his member.

It was a devious trick: Ati would have begged her to put her pawtip back, if his constitution was any weaker. "I don't know, m-maybe?"

Pulling her paw back to her lips, she swirled her tongue around the cream she'd collected and made sure that she never lost his mystified gaze. "Or perhaps you just need a little more encouragement."

The aura of excitement building from the harem around Ati was so thick that he swore he could feel it; they all knew what was coming better than he did, and he wasn't sure if he should have been excited, as well, or if this was going to be purely for their enjoyment.

Stern as she could be, Alli was a fair mistress; it was rare that she did anything without an ulterior motive of spreading the pleasure around.

"Think I've had plenty of that," Ati replied hurriedly. "Perhaps a little too much of that, if I'm being honest."

Alli's grin finally widened enough to show teeth, drawing another nervous gulp from the tiny fox. "Sounds to me like you need someone to help you relieve all of that..._excitement_you've got pent up."

Outnumbered and outclassed, everything was horribly unfair to Ati, who found himself trembling before Alli, even when she'd made it clear that he wasn't in any real danger.

He felt like a toy being dangled on a string, just how Alli wanted him to.

"That would be kinda nice," Ati confessed, and no sooner than he said it did his shorts hit the ground, tugged forcefully by a pair of pinched fingertips. "But what do I have to do in return?"

Long, wide and wet, Alli's tongue slurped up the entire front of Ati's naked form, cleaning the last of the cream from his frontside. She moved as slow as she could over his crotch, feeling a throb in his length as she teased the underside, and again when the tip of her tongue slithered up his torso, ruffling his fur and leaving him soaked in a new substance.

To tease him with something so pleasurable, just before telling him, "Whatever I want, little foxy...before I give you a treat, you need to give me your loyalty," was such an evil and overpowering gesture that his legs nearly gave out beneath him. Her whispers of velvet lust perked his ears up from their submissive, flattened state, but a digit pressing to the underside of his sack forced them right back down as he wrapped his arms around her knuckle.

To be reduced to needing her support to stay on his feet was a twisted cocktail of arousal and humiliation, but the former was winning the day as she quickly pulled her digit away. He fell to his knees as her pawtip hung over him, taunting him with the possibility of safety and comfort, but his was a spirit that was fiercely resilient.

Alli's demeanor was wearing him down all the same. She could see the fire in the pits of his eyes just beyond his whimpering muzzle, seeing how true and loyal he was to himself; that kind of nobility was truly valuable to her, and though she wanted to have her fun with him, she needed to make it clear she wouldn't betray his trust.

"You...y-you're too much," Ati panted as he kept his ears folded back, trying to deny the small trickle of precum that dripped from the end of his vulpine length.

Alli snickered at the weakened compliment. "I can do so much more than this, little foxy. If you just say the word, I'll honor your loyalty with the first of many earthly delights."

The prospect was weighing heavily on Ati as he looked up, seeing something more sincere than basic lust in Alli's pleasant orbs of blue.

"Or, you can skitter on home sporting a big, throbbing erection, and do your best not to trip over yourself along the way."

One more layer remained in her eyes: It told of truth in her words, and her willingness to punish those who promised their loyalty and failed to deliver.

There was no doubt in Ati's mind what the right choice was as their eyes remained deadlocked.

"If it means relief-

"It does," she interjected.

"Then you've got my word," Ati finished. "All of it."

His reputation for being trustworthy in their city was enough for Alli to take his word as a promise of loyalty that wouldn't be broken. Smiling wide and genuine, she scooped up the micro fox in a paw and held him at eye level as the rest of her harem cheered and applauded his wise decision.

"To say that you'll submit to me is one thing, Ati. I've no reason to doubt you, but I've also got greater methods to ensure you'll honor those words."

Being so much smaller made for a rush of air like the gales of a hurricane as Alli leaned up from her knees and rolled onto her back. His hair was blown and whipped by the wind as she rapidly tugged him down to her bare chest, but for all of the intensity before, he was set down rather delicately.

He also didn't think to try and move before Alli put a paw on either side of her breasts and gently pressed them together around his form, leaving his rod exposed from her cleavage and just in range of her tongue.

"You said you needed relief, right?"

Gulping and finding his bashful nature had stolen his words, Ati just nodded, completely flustered.

"Good. Don't hold back, then."

Smooth, soft flesh rubbed on either side of his shaft as Alli tilted her head up at the neck. The tiny, easy strokes were enough to draw a gasp from him, but when her tongue was added into the mix, the tip flickering back and forth over the head of his manhood...no amount of timid nature could keep him from groaning aloud.

"_Nngh..._that's good; that's too good!" he was still just slightly conscious of his words as he knew the rest of the harem was watching, but with each pass of her tongue over the tip of his cock, his inhibitions melted further and further, until they were the puddle of wax over a candle dish. "Alli, you're _amazing!_F-fuck...I'm not sure I can t-take much more!"

The improvised bondage of her breasts trapping his body in place wasn't just a mental, erotic delight, but a physically pleasurable one as Ati squirmed hopelessly, looking for something to grab onto for relief.

His arms and legs were completely trapped, forcing him to accept every ounce of pleasure that Alli sent through his body. His precum was already leaking down over the warm, pleasant flesh of her muscle and joining her saliva in a small puddle above her cleavage, but she was interested in something more intimate.

Sealing her lips around the whole of his cock and sucking on it tightly was all that it took to bring all of her teasing back to the surface in a quick, heated rush of vulpine yield.

"G...Gonna cum...f-fuck..." grunting through his words was the best warning his could muster as Ati's entire form went rigid in the comforting hold of her breasts. Inside her muzzle, she swallowed down the first strand of his load with relative ease, but even between their different sizes, she was impressed with just how much sticky, tasty cum she felt spreading over her tongue.

She simply had to get a look at it as she opened her lips once more, allowing his throbbing length to shoot at the air. With a giggle, she watched the strands of off-white spray over her collarbone, all while whispering at her new pet with an affectionate croon.

"That's the way, little foxy. You really shouldn't let it build up like that...your new mistress will make sure that you're drained at least once a week, as long as you're a good pet for her."

He was still leaking into her cleavage as the waves of pleasure began to fade. The afterglow was almost immediate, along with the return of a bashful warmth in his cheeks, covered by the sandy tan shade of his fur.

Ati didn't think he'd feel so comfortable after such an act in front of a crowd, but as the harem gathered around, they were all smiles, happy to see that he'd finally accepted Alli's generous offer.

"Looks to me like we've all gotten a bit messy," Alli suggested. "How about we show our new pet what kind of fun we can have in the shower?"

She'd waste no time in showing him the benefits of his new life.