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Boring Mall Day Work of fiction i would say don't do this but in all honesty i can't be blamed for what people do in life hope you all like it.

this is a edited version by jami31 that I have on fur-affinity i would delete the old one but i don't want people to wonder why it is missing right away, also i had no luck in re editing that one with this

sorry for confusion

It was a normal day at the mall: shoppers everywhere, talking, shopping, all that stuff. Vicky was bored out of her mind at the cash register. Not many people were coming into the clothes shop for some reason. Maybe someone said a certain style was out of fashion. She didn't know; she never fully kept up with that stuff.

She looked into the mirror across the store. The 23-year-old vixen was about 6-foot, with C cup breasts. If you looked closely at her, you would realize that she went to the gym for more than just weight management. Her muscles were cleverly hidden by her clothes. She was wearing a black t-shirt that covered almost all of her stomach, jeans with what seemed like a chain hanging from them, and sneakers (she felt more comfortable in them). She had short, punkish-looking hair that was dyed purple on one side and green on the other. She wore no lipstick but had a small lip piercing that complemented her green eyes.

Vicky sighed. She wished that someone would come in and at least look at things--heck she wouldn't mind if it were some air-headed teenage girls--she just needed something to keep her from being bored.

Then, as if the universe was listening to her, she noticed someone walking into the store. The person was a snow white male cat, though she could only tell he was male by his clothes and flat chest. He was five feet tall and wearing a blue hoodie and cargo pants. He had only fur on his head. His eyes were blue. His age seemed like a mystery to Vicky; she couldn't tell if he was 16 or 19.

She sighed and went back to the magazine she was reading, but when he passed her something caught her eye! Smiling, she took out her cell phone and grabbed a quick picture of what she saw. "Looks like I am gonna have some fun today," she thought. She quickly wrote something on a piece of paper, then took out a sign that said "preoccupied" on it and left it on the counter. Then she began to walk towards the cat boy.

Jack was looking at the skirts hanging on display, constantly turning to see the next one. He kept browsing till he heard a feminine voice ask, "Can I help you with anything, young man?"

Jack turned around and saw the vixen who had been at the cash register behind him. When he first saw her, he had thought that she was pretty. Now that she was up close, he kept thinking, "Oh God, she is talking to me!" over and over in his head. "Um, maybe, and I am not as young as I look; I'm actually 19," he said, trying to act calm in front of the vixen.

The vixen seemed to smile at the information. "I see. Well, what can I help you with, sir?" she said with a grin, her eyes closing with the question and opening when she finished.

Blushing, Jack stammered, "Well, um...I am looking for something to give to my girlfriend." His heart was pumping quickly.

"Let me check on what I have in the back then, sir," said the vixen. She walked away in a very seductive manner. Jack gulped as he looked at the vixen's butt, his heart racing even more.

Then he noticed that there was a piece of paper on the floor. He picked it up, but when he looked around, he noticed that the vixen was already gone. His curiosity got the better of him and he opened it. His heart beat faster and faster as he read the note. "Meet me in the back changing room," it said. Any control over his dick Jack had during the last conversation was gone; it grew hard in his pants. His face was red. Gulping, he walked to the back at a slow pace, trying not to give himself a heart attack.

Vicky had smiled to herself as she'd walked away from the cat. She knew the cat was lying about the girlfriend; the way he talked to her showed her that he was a virgin. She licked her lips. "Virgin, hmmm, I am gonna have fun with him!" she thought as she went to the back storage area. She went to her locker and opened it, grabbed her bag and a few other items, then closed her locker and went back to the store in the direction of the changing room. When she got to it, she went inside and waited next to the door. "I might just try to keep him if he is fun," she thought, grinning at what might soon unfold.

When Jack arrived at the changing room he'd finally calmed a little. He opened the door. The room was actually quite large for a changing room; it could fit maybe five people if they touched shoulder to shoulder. He walked inside and heard the door close. He turned around to see the vixen lock the door.

"Strip," she said in a commanding tone.

Jack was slow to take in what he heard, his heart beating really fast, but right about when he was going to start removing his pants, he remembered why he went to the store. "Um, is there a way I could not take off my pants?" he said, blushing and thinking to himself, "I am an idiot!" over and over.

The vixen laughed. "I am not asking you," she said. She held her phone in front of his face, showing a picture that made him almost skip a beat. "I am ordering you. Strip," she said, in a light but demanding tone.

Jack was scared at what he saw. He knew he should not have done this! The picture he saw showed his ass crack, and it showed that he was wearing pink panties.

"If you don't want this emailed to every shop keeper here, strip down to those pretty pink panties now, girly," the vixen said as she put the phone back down.

Jack--too nervous of what would happen if that picture got out--began to take off his clothes: first his hoodie, then his shirt. After his shoes and socks were off, he took off his pants. He covered his crotch area with his hands, as if to hide what was already known. Grinning, the vixen said, "Remove your hands and give me a twirl." After saying this, she began to take off her jeans.

Jack, now incredibly red in the face, did as he was told. He removed his hands, which now allowed his erection to be seen making a tent in his pink panties. He began to turn slowly around. He heard the vixen say, "Excellent," then he felt her grabbing him from behind.

Jack was not very strong (he was always picked on in gym) so he couldn't break away from the vixen's grip. He felt cold metal on his wrists! When he opened his mouth to yell, his mouth was stuffed by some sort of wet fabric. "I just love handcuffs; they are so easy to use," whispered the vixen into Jack's ear. "Oh, and if you're wondering what I put into your mouth; they are my panties, all wet with excitement."

Upon hearing this, Jack's erection went up like a rocket; he extended a full six inches. The vixen noticed this and gripped his dick with her left hand. "You may scream no, your eyes might say no, but your buddy down below is screaming yes," she said, giggling. "If you struggle, then I will throw you out back like this." She gripped his balls tightly. "Nod if you understand."

Jack nodded. He didn't understand what he was thinking! He wanted to get away...but at the same time, he wanted to stay.

The vixen laid him on the bench inside the room, on his stomach with his ass pointing outward. "I noticed when I grabbed your dick that you don't have barbs. Is that some kind of genetic defect?" she asked as she began to tie her rolled up shirt around his mouth so that he couldn't remove the panties. Jack nodded in response. He'd never understood why, and he couldn't trace his genetics, due to his being an orphan.

The vixen slowly removed Jack's panties from his butt. She also toyed with his tail a little before giving him a spank on his left butt cheek. "I just love it when I come across cute boys; but you're one of the cutest," she said. She began to spread open his butt cheeks. " You're definitely a virgin in both places. Your tail hole looks so tight, makes me want to just jam something inside!" she said. She began to slowly lick his tail hole, sensually, making long slow licks. Feeling the vixen's tongue on his virgin ass, Jack could only moan at what he was feeling. "So you like that, hmm? You're just what i have been looking for," said the vixen. "Now let's see if you are ready for the first step."

Vicky took her right index finger and plunged it into the cat's ass. She could hear the cat gasping from the sudden intrusion. "You're definitely an anal lover," she said with a smirk.

She noticed the cat boy's erect and barbless dick. Grinning to herself, she took the panties he'd been wearing and wrapped them around her left hand, she then grasped his dick tightly between her index and middle fingers and began to slowly pump it. She heard her victim moaning from her handiwork. "You know, it's your panties touching your dick, not me," she said as she began to get a wider grip around the penis. She started stroking it faster, then slower, then faster. She began to rub the cat's panties over the head of his cock, teasing him more. After a few minutes of that and the anal play, she stopped and said, "Okay, now I need some fun."

She spanked him two times before she got up. "I will take you off the bench, but you will kneel--on your knees, understand?" she said to him, with her foot on his ass. The cat boy nodded in agreement.

Vicky picked him up and got him to kneel in the middle of the room. She took off her bra, then put it on the cat boy and adjusted it. She whispered to him, "I just needed you to look girly. The bra does look nice on you. Now I am going to remove my panties from your mouth. If you make any noise, I will shove them back in and leave you in the alley. If not, then I want you to lick my pussy. If you do well, I will reward you."

The cat nodded, acquiescing to the demand.

Vicky removed the gag from his mouth, then slipped out the panties. "My, my! Look how wet they are." She took the cat boy's panties and put them back on his body, looping them over each foot, then sliding them slowly up his legs and over his hips until he was wearing them snugly. After that, she took her panties and put them on the cat's head.

She sat down on the bench and said, "Crawl over here and lick me panty boy," pointing to her all-wet pussy.

The cat did as was told, but he hesitated once he got to the pussy. Vicky grabbed his head and forced his face into her snatch. "Lick it, like a lollipop or an ice cream cone," she said.

In a few short moments, she felt the cat boy's rough tongue on her clit. He was going everywhere, from the clit to deep into her pussy. Vicky was moaning loudly, "Oh, a good cunt licker too; I am so lucky today!" After 20 minutes of licking, Vicky finally came on the cat boy's face.

"Oh fuck yeah, that was good," she said. "Okay, you get a reward now." Vicky took the panties off Jack's head and wound them onto her foot; she then rubbed her pantied foot against the dick inside Jack's panties. She used her other foot to help rub and to lightly push on Jack's balls.

Jack was in heaven! He was getting so close to cumming--the vixen's feet feet rubbing against his cock--he felt nothing could ruin this moment--

"Hello, is anyone here?" said a voice from inside the store.

Jack's heart skipped a beat. The rubbing stopped. He heard footsteps coming closer to the back.

The rubbing sped up!

Jack was panicking. "Oh shit, if i cum, then I'll be found! Please, you sexy vixen, stop!" he thought. The closer the footsteps got, the more intense the rubbing grew.

Jack looked at the vixen and saw her mouth the words, "Go on, cum; you want to right?" with a friendly grin on her face.

The footsteps came almost to the door!

Jack then heard a sigh and the footsteps grew fainter and fainter.

He came; he came so much more than he ever did masturbating!

"Hmm, you must have really enjoyed that," said Vicky, looking at her feet. "Look at all that cum you got on my feet. Be a dear and lick it off would you? That includes the panties on my foot," she said smiling. She brought up her feet to Jack's face.

Jack was too much in the lust to care. He began to lick the feet and panties clean with his tongue. It was sticky and salty, but he didn't mind in the least! Vicky smiled and said, "Wow, so obedient--clean the mess on the floor with that tongue too." Jack did as commanded, he felt so good at that moment.

After the cum was all cleaned, Vicky began to wipe her cum off the cat's face. "You're really something," she said, "I think I should give you some things for that. Bend over, pretty boy."

As the cat boy did so, Vicky spread his cheeks. From out of her bag, she took a small vibrating buttplug and covered it with her saliva. Forcefully, but with a hint of gentleness, she shoved it into the cat's tail hole. "A gift from me. It is set to vibrate at a certain time of day. When it does, you can take it out. Then, you can look at the code on it; it will open this box I'm giving you." She unlocked his handcuffs and threw him her panties. "Don't get the wrong idea. I am letting you borrow them. The instructions on how you return them are in that box."

After getting dressed, Vicky kissed the cat on the forehead and said, "I really liked the time we spent. I hope you agree."

Jack, still blushing, said, "Y-yes, I loved it." He got his clothes back on, only now he was wearing Vicky's panties.

Vicky watched the cat walk out of the store. "I hope he does what the message says. I want to keep him." Chuckling to herself, she went back to her magazine and waited for her shift to be over.

Jack rode the bus home from the mall. This was crazy! He had pretty much just been raped and given a package from his rapist--but he didn't feel bad; in fact, the more he thought about her, the more his heart beat! Was he in love?

As soon as he got off the bus, the vibrator started to buzz powerfully in his ass. Jack moaned softly, trying to not give away what was going on. He ran to a public bathroom and straight into a stall. The bathroom was empty, thank god, the buzzing was so strong for him that he actually climaxed onto the stall's walls.

After a minute of heavy breathing, he took the plug from his ass and saw the code, 6XE. He pushed the code into the lock on the box. Inside the football-sized box, he found a note that read, "How was the buttplug? Anyway, you have my panties. You know I want them back, but if you liked what happened today and want more, then I am happy to oblige. My shift ends at 5:00 p.m. tomorrow. I want you to sit on the bench outside the store, with the buttplug in your ass, wearing the items inside this box. If you do not want to do this again, leave the box on the bench with my panties in them; you can keep the butt plug. "XXXX"

Jack looked inside the box and blushed. He saw a bra, a cock ring, and a frilly cock sleeve. There was also a pink bow that was meant for his head. Jack smiled. He was going to go; he had to keep going; this vixen had invaded his mind and would not go away. He wanted to be hers.