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Kyle was struggling to come to a conclusion as to how he got into his current position. Stepping out of his car in the shopping centre car park was the single hardest decision he had made for quite some time. Visiting the shopping centre was nothing new to him, being the most convenient source of food, clothing and entertainment meant he was here regularly. The difference this time was his attire.

His nimble black paws tugged lightly at the bottom of the short skirt, trying desperately to add a little bit more modesty to his embarrassing situation. His black tipped sheath was wrapped in a pair of red and white striped panties, the tightness not helped at all by the exposed black tip of his modest foxhood pressing against his waistband. Kyle longed to tug the skirt down further for fear his movement might kick up the hem, but he was already showing an alarmingly large portion of his fluffy white midriffthanks to a light pink crop top hugging his chest. And if he tugged his skirt was any lower, his red and white crotch bulge would probably be visible above the waistband.

He had always known his soft facial features and thin figure made him look slightly feminine, and a bra stuffed lightly with tissues helped a little to sell his appearance. Hopefully no one would recognise him as a male, or even worst, recognise who he was. His fox cock pushing out of his sheath wasn't helping matters in that regard in the slightest.

The story behind his current predicament was nearly as embarrassing as the resulting situation he currently found himself in. A week ago the wolf Max had brought over his promised clothing; a skirt longer than his current one was, which he longed for right now, a second pair of panties similar to his current ones but coloured a solid red, and a spaghetti strap tank top. At the time he was reluctant to play dress up for the domineering wolf. Now he wished he could wear that outfit instead of his new clothes, but the other set was currently in the wash after a thorough soaking of wolf cum from last night.

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Kyle awoke this morning snuggled against the side of the smoky coloured wolf, one paw stroking over Max's defined white furred abs and the other disappearing behind the fox. It was alarming to wake up pressed against another fur with a large paw cupped around his ass cheeks. Kyle had just assumed Max would vanish during the night after he could separate their tie, like he did the previous times he'd visited. An adventures rub brushed past the sticky pool of precum left by the tip of a very hard wolf cock extended completely out of its white furred sheath. Glancing down revealed that the wolf was suffering a serious case of morning wood, tented sheets and growing wet patch included.

He heard a gruff gasp from above as he teasingly wrapped as much of his slender paw as he could around the thick wolf cock and stroked slowly. He grinned to see such an immediate reaction when blue wolf eyes snapped open above, and a hard spurt of precum coated his paw below. The wolf altered his gaze from the grinning fox beside him to the large tent caused by his exposed wolfhood and the paw he felt still stroking over it.

"Good morning little fox, did I not feed you enough of my seed last night?" Max said, glancing back over to the fox. "Maybe you should have swallowed instead of gagging and bitching about how 'There's too much master!'" His meaty paw currently resting over the red furred ass stirred into action and slipped a paw pad up along the fax's cleft.

"I- I didn't call you master" The fox said, gasping at the adventurous finger and burying his face in the wolf's smoky chest fur. Kyle whimpered some more when the wolf slipped his pad passed the rim of his ass, sheathing it completely inside his tunnel. Kyle knew Max could feel his own seed deep in his ass, dripping over his pad delving up the fox's tunnel. Max withdrew his paw which now had a thick layer of cum soaked into his fur and brought it around to wipe across Kyle's nose and face.

"Seems like there's still plenty under your tail. Perhaps I can feed it to you if you're so desperate?" Max rumbled to the fox. Kyle whimpered and licked his nose to clean off the fresh coating of wolf seed spread over his muzzle. "No, don't worry little fox, I have plenty more stored up for later. Right now you have other things to worry about more than receiving your next dose of wolf." Max ran his hand down the front of Kyle's chest feeling the liberal coating of dried wolf cum he'd applied multiple times the previous night. "You smell too much like me, go wash yourself and I'll tell you what you'll be doing today."

Max had insisted that Kyle shower with him while hot water filled up the nearby bath tub. When Kyle thought shower, he didn't think he would be on his knees looking up at wolf standing above him, cock still as hard as it had been all morning. Before turning on the water, Max surprised Kyle by supplying him with his own personal shower. Scalding musky yellow piss splashed against his muzzle, forcing him to quickly shut his eyes and begin to move away. A threatening growl stopped his movement immediately and he was forced to accept his fate of being thoroughly marked by a wolf he'd known for little over a week.

The initial burst of Max's morning piss was the worst. The heady yellow stream poured across his muzzle and dripped down his chest, quickly changing from its natural colouring of white to wolf urine yellow. The stench and strength of the stream eased as Max emptied his full bladder over the fox's head and along the front of his body. Towards the end, he growled down at the fox to open his mouth. Reluctantly, Kyle conceded and let the now mild strength piss quickly fill his muzzle and overflow down his body.

The wolf's flow came to an abrupt end which startled Kyle enough to open his eyes and gaze questioningly up at the wolf.

"Swallow." The single word sent a shiver down Kyle's spine and he quickly obeyed. Musky piss emptied into his stomach with two large gulps causing Kyle to bend over and cough at the strong taste burning down his throat.

"Open." Again Kyle obeyed and obediently opened his muzzle for the wolf to continue his morning piss, but this time he continuously gulped down the piss before it began to overflow. After what must have been several minutes, the wolf's stream ebbed to a stop and left the fox with a bitter taste and a very full stomach. Kyle looked down at the mess along his front side. The piss had slickened up the dried cum and matted down his fur. The stench of wolf covered him stronger than ever and he was certain anyone passing by with a less than keen nose will know exactly what had been done to him.

The rest of the shower saw Kyle remaining on his knees with Max's wolfhood resting over his face, gently nursing the wolf's full knot and swollen balls. It amazed him how full those balls were now considering how much cum was plastered over him after last night. All the while Max showered, he explained what Kyle would be doing today. Just a simple errand to the shops to grab a few essentials like food, coffee, lube etc. After a long soak in the tub and several coatings of conditioner, the wolf dressed him up and sent him out.

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The tingle and slight ache he felt below his tail was testament to the hard railing experienced multiple times last night and brought him back to the present. Walking towards the centre entrance reminded him far too much of the discomfort under his tail, leaving him wishing he could drive home and relax for the rest of today. But the wolf had suggested he go to the shops to pick up some things, just like he'd suggested him to dress up now and last week. Kyle knew Max would never get violent with him if he declined the wolf's suggestions, but if he disappointed the wolf, the wolf would almost certainly... disappoint him in other ways.

The tingling below his tail suddenly got stronger, causing him to miss a step and stumble against the bricked side of the shopping centre. The sensation brought back the realisation of his final piece of attire; a bullet vibe shoved deep under his tail to rest near his sensitive prostate with a thin piece of string leading from his hole and tied around the top of his balls. This particular vibe was remotely controlled and was renowned for its very strong maximum setting and long distance operating range. Based on the gentle strength of the humming device inside him, he could only assume it was on a very low setting.

Blushing a deep red and leaning heavily against the wall, Kyle glanced around discreetly trying to see if anyone saw him stumble. Luckily no one was around in the car park so the fox could release the breath he held and relax a bit. Max hadn't switched the vibe on at all on the drive over, so the sudden activation was startling. Now the vibe was on, Kyle could adjust well enough to the sensation, as well as adjusting the new tent lifting up the bottom of his skirt. After a little rearrangement below, his leaking tip was trapped under the waistband and was presentable as long as no one looked too closely. He dreaded if he got anymore aroused and poked out. With no long shirt to cover himself with, he would make for a very revealing and embarrassing sight.

Kyle shivered slightly at the cool, conditioned air that greeted him as he entered the centre. Today was a comfortably warm day and he would normally have no problem with the temperature, but today he was wearing much less than normal meaning the temperature drop affected him more. He wrapped his arms around himself subconsciously thinking every passing by was staring at him. The quicker he completed his short grocery list, the quicker he can get out of here. Hopefully the buzzing under his tail doesn't get any more intense than the current very light setting.

He grabbed a basket on the way into the closest supermarket and hurried to begin gathering the items on his list. With everything checked off except for lube, he walked down the last aisle required of him before he could finally leave. Kyle was browsing for his favourite brand when his back stiffened and his ears fell flat against his head. It seemed Max had decided to crank the strength of the vibe up significantly. And he wasn't stopping. Within moments, Kyle's foxhood reached his full length outside his sheath, knot and all.

He dropped the basket to the ground beside him and fell to his paws and knees. The sudden movement dislodged his cock from under his waistband to flop freely in the air under his skirt. His balls and scrunched up sheath were still nestled in his striped panties, but his cock hung in full view underneath him. Kyle was in a world of his own as he spread his thighs, arched his back and raised his tail, almost begging for a phantom fur behind him to fuck him deep, gasping all the while. The vibe reached its maximum setting and remained there for several moments, all the while Kyle was presenting himself on his hands and knees to anyone who happened by. Spurts of precum shot from his hard cock and pooled below him on the previously clean floor.

When the vibrating under his tail lowered back down to a manageable level, he was able to pick himself up and catch his breath. The aftershock of tingles still travelling through his body made him shiver and release another short trail of precum down his already soaked shaft. Reality crashed down around him when he realised where he was and what he'd just done. Luckily no one else was in the aisle when he entered and judging by the lack of people gawking at his lewd display, he hoped no one had walked past during his... episode.

Kyle couldn't tuck his black foxhood back under the waistband of his skirt without a few inches pushing up over his lower stomach, contrasting heavily with his white belly fur. It would have to do though, so he grabbed the closest bottle of lube and chucked it into his basket. He found if he looped his arms under the basket, he could hold it in front of his crotch and hope it didn't raise too many questions. Unfortunately by now his leaking cock had created a visible, sticky wet spot along his stomach and caused a very distinctively male musk to hang around the fox.

Without a moment to lose, Kyle hurried to the self-serve checkout, thankful for the automated machines protecting his identity and modesty. While scanning the last item and paying with a few rolled up notes that Max had earlier wrapped around Kyle's stiff morning wood, he heard a store announcement for cleaning and sanitation to clean a spill in aisle 12, the same lube aisle Kyle had just left. Kyle felt heat rise to his face and a red flush to tint his cheeks. Hopefully they would assume it was a spilled bottle of lube, but the stench of fox rut hanging around Kyle left no doubt in his mind that they knew about his little accident.

Kyle carried his shopping bags with a similar method to how he carried his basket; arms looped through the bags so they bounced in front of him and covered his embarrassing hard erection jutting from his skirt. The exit was visible now, only a few more hundred meters, a quick jog across the car park and he was relatively safe in his car. With his focus set on the sliding doors signalling his freedom, Kyle never noticed the large striped tiger whose own focus was squarely on his phone, walking towards him. At least until his muzzle bounced of the tiger's muscled chest.

"Sorry miss, wasn't watching where I was going." The tiger mumbled down at him. Kyle glanced away and mumbled a soft 'No problem' before trying to hurry passed the male blocking his path. A heavy striped paw landed on his shoulder and pushed him against the nearby wall. "Or do you answer to 'Sir'?"

Kyle, trapped against the wall in full view of the shopping centre by a strong paw had no option but to look up at the male in front of him. While the tiger was definitely not the size of Max, he was still much larger than the lithe fox. Kyle was petrified with fear. The tiger obviously knew he was a male, and their close proximity only solidified that fact as his musky pre stained stomach and cock filled the air around him with the smell of fox. Eye's wide, Kyle stared into the tiger's predatory grin and began to start pleading to the bigger fur to not beat him up, or turn him over to the cops.

"I swear if I closed my eyes, I would have thought you were a wolf." The tiger growled, silencing any pleading whimpers. "Now I can smell you properly, slut. And you smell good, like a fox in heat" The tiger lowered his muzzle to the scruff of Kyle's neck and huffed deeply, trying to scent the fox's natural smell. "Your wolf must have fucked you hard for you to smell this much like him. Did he mark you? Piss over your pretty muzzle? Maybe shove his cock in your mouth and make you swallow until your belly was full?"

"H- He's not my wolf, we just fuck." Kyle replied. He felt very subconscious about being held against the wall like this in a public place and wrapped his arms harder around his body to help hide his straining foxhood still pressed along his stomach.

"Oh? Not your wolf? In that case..." The tiger said and glanced around quickly before dragging Kyle by the scruff of his neck and shoving him through the doorway of a nearby supply closet. Locking the door, the striped male turned and flicked a light switch to illuminate the fox cowering in a corner. "You didn't answer my question slut, how well are you acquainted with the taste of wolf piss?"

"He... u-urinated on me t-this morning. Growled at me when I tried to move away... and then he told me to... o-open my mouth and swallow." By the time Kyle had finished, his cheeks were flushed a deep rosy red. He had dropped his bags near the door of the closet after being pushed inside so he had no way to hide how strained his cock was. Not to mention his skirt had flipped up and his shaft came loose from the waistband once more to flop in view of the grinning tiger.

The tiger stalked closer, reached down and hooked his arms under the fox's armpits before lifting him to his feet and pressing his back up against a tiled wall.

"I was tempted to shove you down, bury my cock down your throat and let you decide if you like tiger piss better then wolf. I still am seriously considering it, if only to get that horrid stink of wolf off you." Powerful striped hands cupped around Kyle's bubbly ass cheeks and lifted him of the ground. A paw pad slipped up along his ass cleft and toyed with the rim of his tunnel. "At least you're not leaking his cum, suppose that's a plus. You'll be leaking mine soon though."

Probing tiger paws flicked across the string leading from his balls into his hole. "Oh? What's this? Did your little fuck buddy send you out with a parting gift after all?" The striped fur questioned to the fox, his paw wrapped around the string of the vibe still buried deep inside and with a hard tug, pulled out the buzzing device. "No wonder you were so horny. Cheeky fucker has been teasing you this whole time." The tiger dropped the vibe to dangle from Kyle's white furred balls, humming uselessly in the air.

"Gonna need something to slicken me up with." The tiger said, glancing around until his eyes fell upon the lube bottle that rolled out of Kyle's shopping bags. He dropped the fox back down to stand on his own two feet, and retrieved the bottle of lube from the floor. "Hope wolfy doesn't mind me using a little bit of his lube to fuck you with." Said the tiger before stalking back over to the still clothed fox.

Quick paws made short work of pants hugging the tiger's legs and they dropped to the ground to reveal his pointed, black tiger cock. The tip was tapered and eased gradually to the thicker shaft. The tiger's length was a few inches shorter than Max's, his shaft was nowhere near as fat and he was missing a menacing knot bulging out the base of his cock, but the soft barbs littered around the pointed head gave Kyle reason to worry.

Once again cupping foxy ass cheeks, the tiger hoisted Kyle back to his previous position, cock slickened with lube and precum poised at the fox's entrance. With a gentle push, he shifted Kyle's panties to the side and wedged the fox's ass open with his tip. From there all the larger fur needed to do was relax his hold on the fox and let gravity spread his foxy hole around his shaft. Kyle was expecting an easier entry due to the tiger's dimensions and quickly realised his mistake as he struggled to stifle a gasp.

"Your buddy must have damn small cock if you're still this tight and fuckable. I bet his knot isn't any bigger then my shaft, and he's a wolf!" Kyle was about to respond to the tiger's remark when the striped male flexed his arms and dragged his cock back out, tickling Kyle's fuck hole with his soft barbs as he went. He let out a deep moan that climbed in volume when the tiger hastily resheathed himself inside.

"Shut it, you fucking slut. I don't want the whole centre to know you're in here getting your boy pussy filled." The tiger growled into Kyle's ear and cupped a striped hand over his muzzle to quiet his noises of pleasure. "Maybe you'd like me to leave a sign out the front when I'm done, and all the guys out there can form a line to refill your bitch ass." With only one arm now supporting the fox against the wall, he had to rely more on his body weight to sandwich Kyle in place while he picked up speed to a vigorous pace. "I bet you wouldn't leave until your belly was bulging with strangers cum and your hole was so loose that any real wolf walking by could knot fuck you."

After several minutes of the tiger's intense thrusts, Kyle felt the building pressure inside him signalling his imminent orgasm. By now he could hardly feel the barbs raking along his inner walls, instead a strong tingle ran down his spine each time the tiger dragged his shaft out on his backwards stroke. A few more minutes of this and he surely wouldn't last, his knot was pulsing against his body and a small river of precum dripped from his belly to the floor below him. A single hard thrust saw the tiger hilted inside Kyle, grinding his hips in small circles against the fox's tail base before a sharp tug from the tiger wrenched his cock free.

"Fuck... huhhuhhh was so close... to cumming, but I can't hold you up... any longer." The tiger panted across the bridge of Kyle's muzzle and dropped him to his unstable feet. Kyle stumbled as he was suddenly left to support himself and collapsed to his knees against the tiger's legs. The forgotten vibe dropped to the bare floor under Kyle, causing the buzzing noise emitted to be amplified due to the cold concrete. "Oh yeah, that's a view I could get used to." The tiger said down to the fox kneeling with his still throbbing cock resting against Kyle's wet nose. Kyle meanwhile stared wide eyed passed the throbbing length against his nose, all but begging to continue getting railed.

"Go on then, rest your pretty little back on the floor and I'll be down there soon to give you your well-deserved treat." Kyle timidly laid his half covered body across the ground and looked back up to the tiger who had fished his phone out of his pants pocket, aiming it at the prone fox. "Hook your paws behind your thighs and show me your foxy hole." He said down at the fox. Kyle complied and pulled his knees against his chest, leaving his tingling hole exposed to the phone's camera. "Yeah mmmm that's beautiful." The tiger rumbled and snapped a few quick pictures showing a male fox, with his skirt flipped up and his cock leaking over his belly, displaying his slightly gaped hole.

With his pictures saved, the tiger could get back to business. Kneeling down, he wasted no time in thrusting back to the hilt within the fox and promptly resumed his break-neck pace. Kyle prepared as much as he could, but still couldn't silence his noises of bliss at having the emptiness in his guts filled. Desperate to quieten the moaning fur below him, the tiger clamped his jaw around the scruff of Kyle's throat and growled threateningly. Kyle fucking loved it when Max did this to him, but the tiger wasn't doing this out of passion; he was just eager to stop Kyle from attracting attention to them. Regardless of how he little he enjoyed the tiger's love bite, it still kicked his prey instincts into overdrive and suppressed his noises.

Not long after, the tiger's jaw tightened on Kyle's scruff and a shudder rippled through the striped male's fur. Heat blossomed deep within the fox signalling the tiger's orgasm pulsing through his depths. But the tiger didn't slow down for a second, instead his pace increased until he needed to wrap his arms around the fox's torso to keep him from sliding. Kyle couldn't contain himself anymore. He cried out and came hard, thick ropes of fox seed splattered across his chest and streaked along his face. In response to his orgasm, Kyle inadvertently clenched hard at the cock still sliding through his passage.

The tiger huffed at the vice like grip now surrounding his length inside the fox. With a snarl, he lunged deep one final time and came hard a second time up the fox's properly pounded hole. With a huff, the tiger tugged out his still spurting cock and let the final few ropes of feline smear across the red and white fox cheeks. When the tiger was finished laying claim to the fox, he cleaned his cock with a section of Kyle's skirt and re-dressed himself post-haste.

Kyle rested his head back and relaxed in his afterglow, tailhole still tingling and cock slowly drooling the last of his seed. The click of a shutter caused his eyes to snap open in horror as he faced the tiger standing over him, taking several more pictures of his cum covered body. He swiftly faced away from the camera and blushed heavily when he felt the rush of backed up tiger seed flow over his tail and pool underneath him.

While Kyle wasn't watching, the tiger swiped the fox's phone off the floor and unlocked it. After a moment, he tossed the phone down to the fox and turned to leave. "I gave you my number, slut. If you need a real man to fuck you, let me know and I'll see if I can make time for you." About to open the closet door, the tiger turned a last time to the fox. "Maybe you can bring that wolf of yours with you, I would be happy to enlighten him as to how a proper male claims a bitch." And with that he opened the door and left the fox to clean himself.

Glancing down, Kyle mumbled a not so subtle "fuck" at the streaks of cum covering his body, and the sticky feeling spreading from below his tail. A hasty survey of the closet he was in revealed a few dusty towels tucked away on a shelf. The smell of rut would still linger strongly around him, but at this stage he didn't care what people around him thought, he just wanted to get home and clean up properly.

Moments later and the towels were now practically dripping with seed, but Kyle's body was relatively clean with the exception of his stained skirt and soaked panties. He found a bucket nearby and sat over it to let himself drain as much cum from his guts as possible for the walk back to his car, and the drive home. This only left the buzzing vibe still tied around his balls to deal with. He couldn't exactly carry it around with him, what with the noise it was making. That left one option. With a deep breath, he reinserted the vibe back up his tunnel and shuddered in response to the sensations washing over his battered prostate.

A last adjustment to re-ruck his foxhood under the waistband of his skirt and to check for any visible missed spots, before Kyle collected his bags and scampered out of the shopping centre to his car. By the time Kyle climbed into his car, he found that despite draining as much of the seed out of himself as he could, a wet trickle had found its way down both his legs and dripped along behind him. He could deal with that later, along with the now ruined upholstery of his car. Nothing mattered now except starting his car and never returning.

By the time Kyle had returned to his apartment, cum had soaked deep into the cloth of his seat and the smell of tiger musk made him dizzy. He flew up the apartment stairs, too scared to take the elevator in case someone else happened to join him, and frantically pounded on the locked door of his home.

A disgruntled looking grey wolf opened the door and glared down at the fox. His focus turned to the remote in his paw and he flicked the knob all the way to the right. A strangled cry left Kyle's muzzle before he could stop himself as the bullet vibe in his ass was cranked up to the maximum setting. A second later, Max switched the vibe off, satisfied that the fox still had it within him, and allowed the fox to stumble through the doorway. Kyle closed the door behind him and peered at the back of the wolf.

The next time the wolf spoke, Kyle swore he heard a faint whine underlying the natural guttural tone of the beast before him. "You were gone a long time. I was worried something had ha-." Max stiffened and the fox could hear deep huffs as Max scented the air. Whipping back around, the wolf pushed Kyle back up against the door and glowered down at the fox. "I send you on one simple errand, and you come back reeking like a- like a CAT!?" Any sign of the possibly caring wolf from before was extinguished in a flash.

Kyle whimpered, curling his tail around to hug against his body. He hadn't thought Max would ever harm him, had he been wrong? All he could do was stare fearfully at the advancing wolf and pray that Max was only playing a game with him. "You're not taking a single step further into this apartment until I've eradicated every trace of that disgusting smell from you." An oversized paw pressed him hard against the door while the other tore his clothes to land in shreds around him. "You're going to smell so much like wolf that no one will ever touch you again without my permission." Max's muzzle was so close to his ear now that the wolf's hot, humid breath slickened his ear with saliva. There was no mistaking Max's next words, growled so deep and so close that Kyle felt shaken to the core.

" You are MINE."