{"sf1_id":659489,"sf2_id":"214zR2Km","title":"Leo and Vitt chapter 04 - Shopping trip","author":"LeoIX","words":3606,"posted_at":"2014-01-30T12:17:00.000Z","tags":["Bear","Crossdressing","Hyena","Lion","Makeup","Male"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/659489-leo-and-vitt-chapter-04-shopping-trip","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/214zR2Km","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/75/2d/752d8a13-bd77-4569-97de-31e0b986ba4c","description":"#4 of The Porntastic Adventures of Leo and Vittell\n\nChapter four - a quick run in with both sides of the law, and some retail therapy, after the car ride.","content":"Leo hurries to catch up with Vittel's longer strides again, eager to be out of the slick, tight rubber suit. Not to mention the makeup...\n\n  \n\nVittel walks down to the trailer and opens the door, while the cougar is there looking at him as he enters \"Well, seems you two did fine, now take those clothes off, they're expensive.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods, and starts to peel the top off, hopping about as he struggles to get his arms out\n\n  \n\nVittel takes off his vest and wipes off his makeup with a towel, as he simply shrugs. \"Same old, same old, cougar dear, it was nothing I'm not used to.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo would be staring at Vittel, but his head's currently covered by seemingly-immovable black rubber. \"Um, help?\" he asks, somewhat muffled.\n\n  \n\nVittel walks to Leo, annoyed, as he peels off the rubber catsuit. \"Get used to it, it will be your usual outfit.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo yelps. \"Ack! ah, thank you.\" he says, suddenly naked, and reaches for a towel, to remove his makeup, too.\n\n  \n\nVittel shakes his head, and asks: \"Awww... leo, you look so adorable with that make up, leave it on...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo stares at Vittel. \"I don't.\" he he says, refuting the statement with a sort of reflex action, before frowning slightly, and asking: \"D- do I?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smirks as he gets his pants on, and says: \"Yes you do, I wish I had the paws of that cougar to dress you and make you look pretty too.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes, and takes a deep, steadying breath. \"I-\" he pauses, and grabs on to his tail tuft, to stop himself from fidgeting. \"I um, didn't exactly run away screaming, last time...\" he says,\n\nblushing even deeper.\n\n  \n\nVittel smirks as the puma claps his hands. \"Get dressed and get out of here, you sissies, this is not a place to talk.\" As the hyena jumps in place. \"YESSIR\"\n\n  \n\nLeo eeps, and grabs his clothes, pretty much jumping into them as he makes for the door\n\nVittel puts on his shirt, and smirks as the entire cast giggles at Leo. \"Leo, get dressed, you are making me ashamed I know you.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo tugs his t-shirt into place, and tries to smooth some of the wrinkles out of it. \"OK, OK - I'm dressed!\" he exclaims, and sticks his tongue out at the cast, a cheeky move to try and offset all the blushing...\n\nVittel starts to grab his belly and laughs hard. \"You are something else, leo...\" He says, taking an arm around his neck.\n\n  \n\nLeo sags slightly under the unexpected weight, and looks up at Vittel. \"why, thank you. ...daddy.\" he says, grinning.\n\n  \n\nVittel gives Leo a soft kiss on his lips, and says: \"Anytime, babe.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo purrs, his cheeks heating yet again. \"mmh. 'babe'... I like the sound of that\", he admits, fidgeting.\n\n  \n\nVittel drifts his arm down to the lion's butt, and takes out from his pockets his car keys. \"Ready to run?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods, leaning backwards slightly into that large groping hand. \"just... take it a little easier on the way back?\" he asks, knowing it's probably a futile request.\n\n  \n\nVittel tosses the car keys to the lion, smirking. \"Ok, sissy, you drive.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo fumbles with the keys, surprised. \"Oh. OK. you'll need to direct me, though - I had my eyes closed most of the way here...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smirks and says: \"Come on, it is just as straight as a line, you only have to follow the road.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes, finally catching that 'sissy' bit. \"well how was I supposed to know...\" he mutters, slightly disappointed that the car the keys go with doesn't actually have jet engines. he unlocks the car and flops into the driver's seat and slides it forwards, so he can actually reach the pedals. \"so, your place or mine?\" he asks, chuckling.\n\n  \n\nVittel goes to the back of the car, and says: \"Hold on, go open the truck, I need to get something.\"\n\nLeo examines the controls and pops the trunk. \"get what?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel stands back and pulls out a pair of strange leather boots with straps on it, and some curvy locking heel over the soles. \"It is time for some car surfing...\" as he sits down on the ground and puts the boots on.\n\n  \n\nLeo leans over, trying to work out what Vittel is up to now...\n\n  \n\nVittel climbs up on the roof of the sedan, and locks his boots to the roof. \"Ok, hun, pedal to the metal!\"\n\n  \n\nLeo rolls his eyes and hopes fervently to not get arrested. \"This can't be legal\", he mutters, putting the car into gear and setting off. \"or safe, come to think of it. right - follow the road...\" he says, turning onto it, thankful for light traffic as he speeds up.\n\n  \n\nVittel starts to get up on top of the car and directs leo. \"See that red button with a pirate flag on it? Press it for some fun...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo rubs his finger over it for a moment, then presses it. The acceleration is phenomenal, pressing him back into the seat. \"I hope you were ready for that!\" he shouts up to Vittel, exhilarated, adrenaline flowing as he overtakes two other cars in quick succession.\n\n  \n\nVittel was up the roof leaning his body fordward to make the speed not to take him back. \"YEEEEEEEEEPPAAAA!!\" he yells, as the car starts to go 400 miles per hour, making his face skin go back, peeling his muzzle a bit back.\n\n  \n\nLeo nods to himself, hearing Vittel's yelling over the roar of the engine as the nitrous cuts off, leaving the car still moving at ludicrous speed, but running on mundane fuel now.\n\n  \n\nVittel hears the sirens of the police behind them. \"Oh, crap it, no fun, police is on our tail.\" He undoes the straps and leaves the boots on the roof, getting on the passenger's seat through the open window.\n\n  \n\nLeo grins at Vittel as he clambers into the car, but his expression sours as he spots the police behind them. \"Um - police...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel directs leo: \"Press that other button on the car seat, under the seat.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo gropes about under the seat and presses it. \"OK, what's it do?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smirks as the car identify plaques change into themselves, as the new plaque appears. Then on the roof comes out a flag of Spain, flapping wildly in the wind.\n\n  \n\nLeo chuckles. \"Diplomatic plates? well, at least it wasn't an ejector seat...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smirks: \"I was for a time a diplomatic driver, and don't worry, they won't follow us anymore.\" As the police car takes a turn.\n\n  \n\nLeo watches them in the rear-view mirror, and breathes a sigh of relief. \"that was quite something...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smiles somewhat blushing... \"So, to answer your previous question, I have to go to the gym to train as every day, will you come?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods slowly. \"I should go more often, I suppose. Though given what happened last time, you can understand my nervousness...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel gives a laugh and says: \"Would you like to repeat that?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes, nodding more emphatically. \"...not that It was a bad thing, really, just a bit sudden.\" he says, mostly to himself, before shaking his head and speaking up. \"Yes, yes I will.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smiles and says, as they get to the city. \"Park here, the parking lot of the gym is too expensive and I want to save myself that.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo pulls in and breathes a sigh of relief at the quiet that rolls in when he switches the engine off.\n\n  \n\nVittel then gets out of the seat, opening the door this time. \"Lock the door and make it sure the car beeps.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo climbs out and shuts the door, then presses the button on the fob. there is definitely a beep. He jingles the keys at Vittel. \"d'you want these back?\" he asks with wry smile, \"I keep having things stolen at the gym...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel takes the car keys and puts them away in his jean pocket. A school girl comes by with her backpack full of books, and laughs at Leo's makeup.\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes deeply - he'd completely forgotten about that, and looks around for something hide behind...\n\n  \n\nVittel scoots the girl away. \"Off with you, little tramp, mind your own business.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo takes this opportunity to both hide behind Vittel, and look into one of he car's wing mirrors. \"Ah, yes,\" he says, getting reacquainted with his current look...\n\n  \n\nVittel sighs and says: \"Hold on, I think I got a towel somewhere in the trunk.\" he opens the truck with his key and gives Leo a dirty rag.\n\nLeo looks at it, and raises one made-up eyebrow. \"Really? I think that might be worse...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel sighs again and says: \"Clean yourself or we are going to end up in a fight to protect you from the hunks to rape you...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo chuckles and cleans himself up. \"I don't think I look - or looked - quite that appealing...\"\n\nVittel smirks: \"Some of the big guys already went to jail for rape, didn't you know that?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo checks to make sure he's got all of the makeup off, and not too much of the other muck on. \"Well yes, but- um. You really liked me looking like that?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel nods and closes the truck back down, as he says: \"You looked really cute.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo smiles slightly, unable to meet your eyes \"Thanks. So... the gym?\"\n\nVittel starts off walking down the street, looking at the shop windows as he passes by.\n\n  \n\nLeo walks slightly behind Vittel, wondering what he's window-shopping for - anything in particular or just looking?\n\n  \n\nVittel stops before a run-down sex shop. \"Mind if we step in for a sec?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo looks at the slightly dusty window display. \"um, sure.\" he says - he usually gets his toys online, precisely because of places like this...\n\n  \n\nVittel enters the shop and a big white bear is at the stand, and he dresses in a crossed strap across his chest and leather pants. He is quite fat and looks like he hasn't showered in a week, or at least smells like it. The shop is empty other than him and the newcomers.\n\n  \n\nLeo looks around, the dim, shadowed interior confirming his worst expectations. Okay, occasionally you really do want a hands-on, close up look at something, but from this first impression he doubts he'd want to see anything this place had to offer.\n\n  \n\nVittel walks to the stands and checks out the maniquies, and one of them has a pink rubber catsuit, with gloves and boots. He whistles to the lion, motioning him to come closer.\n\n  \n\nLeo walks over slowly, already shaking his head. \"Nope, I've had enough of rubber, thank you...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel continues walking down the stands, and looks at a pretty white wedding dress, but the dress does not have a skirt, it is merely a strap over the groin.\n\n  \n\nLeo shakes his head again. \"And that one covers too little. and, um, these are all for females...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smiles: \"You are my girl, what better for you but a pretty dress?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes. \"Then find one?\" he walks over to one corner, where there's something that fits somewhere in between the two previous offerings. \"It's pink, and still a bit short, but if I absolutely had to pick one, this would be it.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel nods. Then looks at the price tag and then takes out his wallet, looking inside. \"I'm short twenty pounds...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo has his wallet out and a £20 clipped between two fingers before he quite realises what's going on. \"...wait. you- we're buying it?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel nods. \"Do you want to try it on before we buy it?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes and nods, realising that he's walked right into this one... \"I... yes, I think I better.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel asks the clerk, \"Where are the dressing booths?\" The white bear shakes simply his head.\n\n  \n\nLeo looks between Vittel and the bear. \"ah. right here, then?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel shakes his head, \"hold on.\" as he asks a question in Romanian. The bear says something in reply and the hyena says: \"They are at the back.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo takes the dress through into the back, and slides a curtain over the rail and tries to avoid the worst stains as he strips off and pulls the dress into position, fiddling with the many-layered skirt. He turns around, looking for a mirror as he tugs on the laces of what revealed itself to be a corset. There's no mirror, but there is a suspicious hole at about groin height... \"Vittel!\" he calls, \"can you give me \u0026nbsp;a hand?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel walks over to the back and looks about. \"Yes, what do you need help with?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo points vaguely at his back. \"I can't get it to stay up. There are laces, but I can't reach them...\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nVittel ties the laces for him, and looks down from his chest, finally hugging him from behind. \"You look oh so pretty in that dress...\" He trails off, grinding his semierect penis against his asscheeks.\n\n  \n\nLeo blushes, getting a little turned on, himself. \"Mmh.. hey, let's not make a mess - we haven't bought it yet.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smiles. \"Alright take it off.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo checks to make sure his clothes are where he left them, then reaches up his back to pick whatever knot Vittel had used, but- \"bah, I can't reach it.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel undoes the knot and pulls his dress off, turning him around and suddently kissing him fully on the lips.\n\n  \n\nLeo melts into the kiss, his erection growing as he tilts his head back and reaches up to wrap his arms around Vittel's neck. \"Mmh~ yes, I think that one's a winner!\"\n\n  \n\nVittel then offers. \"Do you want to skip the gym and go to my place?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo grins. \"Well, I suppose we'll be getting exercise either way...\" he says, completely failing hide his erection as he puts his clothes back on and picks up the dress, folding the soft fabric into the slick rubbery corset and stroking it possessively. \"Yes.\" he says definitely.\n\n  \n\nVittel then walks out of the booth with a sigh, and says: \"Go get dressed.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo tugs at his t-shirt. \"I am. can't you get the sight of me naked - or wearing this - out of your head?\" he asks, chuckling. \"do you want anything else while we're here?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smiles. \"I will pay with my credit card anything you want...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo eyes the leather gear hung on one wall. \"collars, cuffs...\" he muses. \"mits and gags and more... mmh. Only if it's going to get used.\" he says.\n\n  \n\nVittel noses him, stepping on the booth again. \"fine dear, just get what you want...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo walks up and down the display, picking up number of black leather items with padlocks dangling from their buckles - a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs and a ballgag. Hoping that Vittel doesn't poke fun at the pink ball on the gag, he piles the gear on the dress and walks over to him. \"OK, ready\" he gushes.\n\n  \n\nVittel says: \"You are going to kill my credit card...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo cocks his head and says very quietly, \"we could always sell more photos...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel nods. \"Well, alright, if you promise me you will let me direct you.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nips back and picks some chains up. \"anything yo- um. yes, I will.\" eep. that was close...\n\n  \n\nVittel goes to the clerk, piling up everything and putting his credit card on the table with his id\n\n  \n\nLeo walks up to the counter and leans into Vittel, smiling slightly\n\n  \n\nVittel hopes the bill does not surpase the 1000 pounds, but the clerk's machine keeps beeping\n\n  \n\nLeo looks from the clerk to Vittel and back. something seems to be up...\n\n  \n\nVittel and the clerk speak in Romanian, and the bear looks at Leo, pursing his lips as he blows a kiss to the lion.\n\n  \n\nLeo blinks and looks at Vittel quizzically. \"did he just..?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel shrugs: \"He seems to want to have fun with you...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo suppresses a shudder. \"No, Vittel, he'd need to shower first. Preferably in bleach.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel then says: \"Ok, pick up the bags and let's get out of here.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods and grabs the bags, glad they're plain and betray nothing of their contents. \"after you, Vittel.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel walks down the door, but the bear bends over the counter and grabs the lion's tail, blowing another kiss.\n\n  \n\nLeo eeps and flails, only kept upright by the bear's grip. \"Ack! Vittel - Help!?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel growls and grabs the bear's hair, smashing the table with his muzzle, breaking the glass.\n\n  \n\nLeo staggers into Vittel and grabs on tight to the large protective hyena. \"ah, thank you. Well, that's him told...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel releases his grip, and the bear is out cold. \"Let's go.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods and steps round in front of Vittel, eager to leave. He manages to work the door handle even with his hands full and steps out onto the street\n\n  \n\nVittel walks down to the car, beeping his key button key and opening the trunk for the bags.\n\n  \n\nLeo leans over, further that he needs to really, he's just showing off for Vittel, and places the bags in the trunk.\n\n  \n\nVittel sighs, and tosses the keys to the lion. \"Ok, pussy, you drive again.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods and settles back into the driver's seat. \"turn left out of here, Vittel?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel gives a wry look to the lion and says: \"Main street 1340 cross with Stevenson's.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods as his memory is jogged, and sets off back to Vittel's place. paying close attention to the traffic laws, this time...\n\n  \n\nVittel sighs as the lion drives: \"Are you aware in the kind of trouble we are in now?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo spares Vittel a glance. \"with the police, or the bear? speaking of him, it;s not that I didn't appreciate the gesture, but did you /have/ to jump straight to putting his face through the counter?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel sighs and says: \"With Romanians talking things out is a sign of weakness, you have to take care they get the message. At the moment I'm sure that bloody bear is getting in touch with his capo...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo shrugs. \"well, you're the one that knows them, so what could we be looking at here? And here we are.\" he says, pulling into an open parking space near Vittel's place. \"'Capo' does still mean 'boss' for them, I take it?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel takes his body out the window, flexing his arm muscles. \"The right word would be capoala, which means \"Master\" \u0026nbsp;in romani.\n\n  \n\nLeo nods and gets out of the car, smiling at Vittel's flexing. \"Yes, but what could - or would - they do?\"\n\n  \n\nVittel says. \"Give me the keys and follow me.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo hands the keys over again and follows close behind Vittel.\n\n  \n\nVittel smashes the keys against the wall, and picks up the steel part, throwing it into the gutter.\n\n  \n\nLeo blinks, suddenly putting two and two together as he watches Vittel deliberately drop his keys in the drain. \"Ah. 'talking things out is a sign of weakness'. I see.\" he looks around nervously, clutching the bags to himself.\n\n  \n\nVittel walks down to his door, opening it with another set of keys. \"I got to leave this house for a bit, mind if I stay with you for a few days? I will move out as soon as I can.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo nods at Vittel, wanting to get off the street. \"um, sure. it'll be a bit cramped, but I can hardly object under the circumstances\"\n\n  \n\nVittel opens the door and the first thing he does is going upstairs, opening a large bag and dropping a few clothes on it. Then he closes it and picks up his laptop, leaving everything else behind. \"Ready, let's go.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo looks from Vittel's bags to his own and smiles slightly, and makes the way to his own car, parked further down, in a side street. \"it's not far.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel walks with him, surprised to see a jaguar there, red and with a heart carved into it. \"That's your car?... It's beautiful...\" he says, open mouthed.\n\n  \n\nLeo grins. \"Believe it or not, the paintjob wasn't my idea - an old boyfriend returned it like that...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel goes to run a hand over the roof, and looks ath the pink leather seats inside. \"You got good taste...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo shrugs. \"I didn't have the, er, heart to complain. It did start off black inside and out, honest...\"\n\n  \n\nVittel tries to open the door, but an alarm goes off, really loud.\n\n  \n\nLeo blips the remote, silencing the alarm and opening the doors. \"Yeah, it does that. Not that anyone pays car alarms much mind...\" He waves Vittel into the passenger seat and slides in the driver's side.\n\n  \n\nVittel opened the door and got inside, looking at the dashboard. \"Does this one have nitro too?\"\n\n  \n\nLeo rolls his eyes. \"no, Vittel, it doesn't\" he says repressively. \"it has remote start and automatic parking, though.\"\n\n  \n\nVittel smirks: \"Well, we gotta tune it up at some point. Let's go.\"\n\n  \n\nLeo sighs and sets off for his place. Between the previous work and Vittel's plans, the only things left from the original car will be the interior lights, at this rate...\n\n  \n\nVittel pushes down his accelerating leg down a bit, squeezing a bit against his groin \"Come on, pussy, give it gas...\"\n\n  \n\nLeo shivers at the touch. \"Oh! eager to explore me - er, my place, are we, Vittel? Well hold your horses, because at this speed it's not going to take too long to get there...\"\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"The Porntastic Adventures of Leo and Vittell","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/659473-leo-and-vitt-chapter-03-a-grand-day-out.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/659503-leo-and-vitt-chapter-05-my-place.json"}}