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The Perfect Set
By chimael52
This story is for my tiger https://www.furaffinity.net/view/41535989/
Summer Sale Extravaganza
Everything 60% off!
Clothing! Food! Toys!
Everything you can imagine; all cheap and affordable!
The light green eyes of a large tiger lit up as he looked over the sign. The store was covered in posters and papers that all said the same thing, and a throng of people traveled in and out of the building. It was enough that there seemed to be a small line of people waiting for carts or baskets. Though, not that the tiger noticed. There was always a healthy space between him and the people around him, which he hadn’t noticed people doing just to avoid him. The big, strong looking feline had a spiked collar around the neck and wrist, torn jeans, and a smug grin that could scare someone’s soul out of their very body.
Thus, everyone kept their distance, at least if they cared for their life.
The large feline tugged at the collar of his white t-shirt and made his way into the store. It was large, and the ceiling was far above him with both huge fans and huge skylights for natural lighting, as well as a few cameras scattered about. Despite the attempt at keeping the store cool and the air circulating, the mass amount of people made it hot and humid, and the tiger’s shirt already stuck fast to his body and fur.
“They better have something I like in here, or I’m talking to the manager…” the tiger growled out softly, which only granted him more breathing room as those around him feared it might have been them he was growling at. He swiped a cart that had been abandoned by one of the shoppers that feared him and pushed it easily without even trying to as he stalked down the aisles of the store.
From the looks of it, outside of special aisles, there were about fifty of them. It almost was like a mini mall from the looks of it and Axel wouldn’t have been surprised if there was a food court or something similar. Though, the thought of food made the feline’s stomach grumble. Maybe he would stop by at some point and try out whatever the store had to offer.
One of the first things the tiger saw was a display was a few colorful summer tote bags. The large bags were much larger than those he normally got at a store and looked perfect size just for him. He flipped through them mindlessly as he looked for something that fit his look and size… before he eventually found one that looked like a doorway a bouncer would stand in, with quiet unique mood lighting. With a wide smirk he picked it up and slung the straps over his shoulder.
He was ready to shop!
The first few aisles of the store had all the necessaries that a normal store would have. Soup, some beans and pasta, and other goods that anyone would want. Though, the store soon got into much more unique aisles. There was a large area of the store that had lots of clothing options and racks as far as the eye could see. Another had a selection of rugs, tables, chairs, and wood for the creative homeowner. Axel could even see the tops of different toys over one of the other aisles, from pool toys to what seemed like a large tower of legos… and then blow up palm trees. It was quite exciting. He could find almost anything from the looks of it.
The first place the tiger looked was the clothing section of the store. His hand idly held out towards the racks of clothing as he felt the hangers click and clack against each other and the swooshing of the clothing as it was brushed aside. The sound was much louder that it should have been as his wide body caught the clothing as well and almost toppled a few of the clothing racks.
He looked through for a few new outfits. A new pair of swimming trunks that fit his colors, which he couldn’t wait for pulling pranks on others. He also picked up a few more pairs of blue jeans, he would need to slash them up later but at least they wouldn’t have the same wear and tear. Then he picked up a few new shirts and even found a small spiked collar for his tail. It was silly but it would be cute for picking on a friend or two.
With a thought of what else he might like to get, the feline made his way over to the changing rooms. He didn’t think much about it as he glanced over at the door and not the sign on it saying if it was in use or not. Thankfully, he found a door that was just a tiny crack open, but it was the only door available. And, before he even slipped in, he was already starting to unfasten his pants.
A small fox was within the changing room. He had been trying on some new, darker outfits that had gone on sale. It wasn’t clearly stuff used for sneaking out into the night but it would do the job, and look nice while out in the day as well. He just slipped out of the shorts he was wearing and plopped down on the small seat in the room.
For a moment the little space seemed much brighter, and then much darker.
Confused the fox looked up, only to spot a large shadow over him. Confused, and kind of curious, he leaned forward. Was the light just iffy and he was seeing his shirt hanging up? It was then the large, soft, and plump shadow pressed against him! “H-hey, what’s the mea-ing...offph...thhfff…” the fox got cut off and muffled as he was pressed against the wall! Then the weight started to press down! Whatever it was started to settle down on him as if he was just a simple seat! He could feel his body start to compress and squeeze, he could feel it trying to fight back but slowly giving into the weight that came down from above and in front of him!
Axel shuffled into the room as he pressed his way in. The changing room was fairly small and he had to work his way in there, feeling like he pushed the walls away just slightly to get some breathing room as he shut the door. He finished slipping off his pants and settled into the seat behind and under him. It felt like he sat on something, yet it started to give under his weight. He assumed it was just a pile of clothing that someone left behind and with a shrug he pressed, wiggled, and ground his cheeks down on the bench under him. After all, might as well get out those little bumps and clumps and iron out the clothing so it wasn’t so annoying!
The little fox pressed as much as he could against the large weight above him, he grunted softly and yet the noise was just lost in the soft plush ass of whoever it was that settled down upon him! At least, he could only assume it was that! He could hear the person mumbling to themselves as they tired something on. “Hey, I’m down here!” he tried to call out into the void of black that was the person’s ass. He whined softly, form being mashed and mooshed flatter and flatter, he felt his legs get pulled up onto the bench as well, as they were also flattened out from the iron press of the heavy weight on him!
Finally finished tugging on the pants, Axel stood up to the sound of some ripping fabric. He could hear the tears form into the jeans and only snickered as he looked into the mirror that was behind him. It was then he noticed what he had ironed out onto the bench. “Oh, these are cute!” the tiger said as he turned on the light for the room, which had been turned off some point when he was slipping in. He could see the new pair of fresh brown undies. He looked over and didn’t see a tag or anything, yet shrugged as he looked over the cute design of the fox face on the front and the little tail design of the back. With a chuckle he tugged off the torn jeans and slipped on the undies.
The fox felt himself be filled as he was tugged on. It was weird to be stretched across the girth of the feline. It felt like he had eaten a large meal and that he was bloated, yet at the same time it felt like he was being tugged in six different directions at once. Each movement the tiger made further tugged and stretched over the fox’s form, and there wasn't’ a thing he could do about it. All he could do was stay there, feeling the tiger move, basking in his strong and dominant scent, and just… be good undies. At least for the time being… he couldn’t be worn the entire time.
Axel purred as he felt the soft fur like clothing wrap around his waist and ass cheeks. He rubbed over the soft material and felt that it was super snug. “Mmm, might rip, but feels soft...warm. I’ll wear it for a few minutes as I try stuff on, just to see if they tear.” the tiger growled out to himself as he bent over to pick up his pants. It felt like the undies might tear but they had only stretched. That was good…
For a start.
For the next thirty minutes Axel changed his pants and shirt a few times, each time he did he would bend over or twist as he did so. Each movement of his body stretched and pushed out parts of the fox underwear. Axel could hear the soft fur like fabric start to tear but it never quiet gave. If anything, the underwear now fit much more snugly and flexible.
“Darn, I don’t want to have to take you off…. Going to wear you out when I get home though.” The tiger growled to his underwear as he slipped it off and held it up before him. He could see parts that seemed a little stretched but hey, it was still all in one piece. At least for now. He snickered as he tossed it up and folded it over his arms a few times before packing it away in his bag. After folding up the rest of the clothing he wanted to buy. With a little bit of work he managed to slip back out of the dressing room and shut the door behind him, a smug grin on his face as he walked towards the next aisle of the store.
The next few items were all simple common things that the tiger just thought he would need at home. Some laundry detergent, boxes of tissues, some trash bags. He had just been idly walking through the aisles as he went about, and grabbed things without thinking about it. Each item, be it heavy or large, was shoved down into his bag, now cushioned by the pile of clothing he had gotten. A happy look on his face as he looked about the store.
Meanwhile the little fox mentally groaned and squirmed as much as a folded pair of underwear could. The fox had practiced yoga before, yet he never had to bend and stretch THIS much. Completely pressed over himself, feeling like he was bent backwards and forwards while he was doing a split. Not to mention all the bulk goods that pressed and stretched his form this way and that, the corner of a box pushing over him there, and a jar squashing his lower half in the bag. It made it hard to think as the walking jostled it all and would just squash him all over again.
Axel whistled to himself as he walked over towards the game section of the store. The tiger generally was out and about, be it at his job or just at the gym; yet even he would take a break at home now and again. The shelves were filled with many colorful packages and boxes of game art, from simple cartoony ones to very realistic ones to draw in the audience. Still, none of that seemed to catch the feline’s attention. It wasn’t until he saw a Vr headset setup further in the back. At the moment he seemed like everyone else was too busy buying whatever goods were on sale, and Axel would get some…
After enjoying the game.
He dropped his bag with a soft plap and walked over to the setup. Within moments he was lost in virtual reality. The large tiger took up much more space than the store had set up for such a system. He would move to the left just a step and knock over some of the guides kept up so people wouldn’t accidently slip into the safe play zone. He would take a step back and accidentally knock someone over, then would accidently trample over them.
For Axel, he would assume they just had a soft rug set up for the players. Something to cushion their steps as they went about the space, and something to catch the sweat from anyone who got a little too hot. After all the store was so stuffy and humid he could already feel himself working up a sweat.
The fur under him, on the other hand, whined and tried to call out to him. Though the music from the game was too loud and the fur got muffled as a large and broad tiger paw stomped down over their head! A few more stomps and the once colorful fur was now much more a colorful game mat! Which the tiger happily stomped, trod, and ground down on.
After all, how could Axel NOT run his feet through such a soft fur rug?
Meanwhile the fox in the bag, the current underwear, had felt that the bag had stopped moving. He assumed that whoever it was that had squashed and pressed him into this form was now distracted or busy. They could be in a car, or could be back at their house, but he couldn’t worry about such a risk. The fox wiggled and squirmed until he managed to reform! The fur managed to slip out of the bag and looked back behind him. The tiger, as he could now clearly see, was trampling over some poor fur and didn’t even notice him.
With a happy and content sigh the fox slipped out of the bag and walked off towards the dressing rooms. He would want his clothes before he went about his shopping. Now that he knew where the tiger was, he could simply just take his time and eventually the tiger would be out of the store. Or, maybe he would just shop really fast. Regardless, the little fox escaped from the large tiger. As he could hear the soft plaps of the large paws stomping over that poor person.
Axel yawned and stretched as he finally put the headset down. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but he could feel the burn from the workout. The tiger tugged at his shirt and shook himself out some, as the sweat had soaked his fur. With himself a little more dry the tiger spent one more moment to wipe his paws over the soft rug under himself. He could see little footprints that seemed slightly steamy wherever he pressed a paw down. The bit of sweat would discolor the rug and he chuckled as he started at the tail and rubbed down over to the face. “Gosh...wish I could grab this cute rug… but maybe the store has some other neat rugs.I’ll have to go see them.. And if not, maybe I’ll swap some tags and take you home.” the tiger growled out to the rug under his feet before he walked over, grabbed his bag, and walked off towards the home set up part of the store.
Aisles and aisles of wood, furniture, and paints were the new adventure for Axel as the feline walked among them. While he was there just for a new rug, he didn’t mind looking over the rest of it. A few chairs that should be able to support his weight and size, which he would need to pick up a little bit later. He did see some nice paint and a few pictures he wouldn’t mind grabbing later in the day. “This one looks familiar…” he said to himself as he glanced over a picture. It was a little faded, but it might have been made that way, with a green and purple coloring the picture almost seemed familiar to someone the tiger had seen a few times. “Nah, I doubt it…”
The brown fox from earlier had been looking at some new wallpapers for his own place, and also some plastic and shipping foam to help with his nightly activities. Though, as the fox heard the voice that he had heard earlier, his skin crawled and his tail fluffed out. He was on edge and his entire body and mind screamed to hide and flee. The fox looked around and his panicked brain latched at every tiny possible hiding place, yet threw each idea out at the same time.
Maybe he could hide in a paintcan.
No no, maybe he should go hide on a high shelf.
That’s dumb and he might fall. Maybe he should hide in his cart.
No the tiger might swipe him thinking he was another item.
He looked and scanned. He didn’t know how long he had.
“I’ll grab this one later. Reminds me of a lion I know... “ the tiger snarled out, closer now to the fox. Though, Axel was not aware of that. He was just on the other side of a wall that held different tiles and wallpaper and couldn’t see the fox on the other end.
His voice cemented the fox’s fear and his brain latched onto the very next thing he saw. The rug display had large painting like frames holding up the large rugs. The fox walked over to the display and slipped in between two of the rugs, before tugging it just a little tight. The compressed space was nothing compared to what he had suffered earlier under that tiger. All he had to do was stay quiet… yet his heart pounded in his chest and he could hear it thump loudly. Maybe the tiger could too.
The feline turned into the aisle with a sway in his step as he saw the rugs before him. “Ah, there we go.” he growled out as he stalked closer to the large display. The rugs were heavy, and yet the tiger moved them with a simple ease and a flick of the wrist. The sound of the metal hangers holding the frames scraped along the metal bar filled the small space. For Axel it was just a simple, if not a little annoying, noise as he flipped through some of the rugs. Pushing them all to the left as he looked over each and every one. “Hmm… no… not fluffy enough. I might need to snag that other one.” he said as he looked through the first half.
“No.”
“Not good enough”
“This one looks cute, grey, monster like… but no… not soft.” the tiger growled.
The first half just had nothing he wanted.
The fox cringed at the sound of metal against metal as it bounced and echoed around in the small space that he was trapped in. Yet, that was nothing compared to the feeling of pressure as he felt one of the rugs add to the weight that pressed against his front. It was much tighter but not anything more tight than a fancy suit that was for a party. Then another screech and the weight was even more, his body was pressed out as if he was an eagle spread rug. Another screech and he could feel himself being pressed thinner, and wider, similar to the weight of the tiger but not quiet.
And there were a few more rugs that added to the weight. Until the fox was almost paper thin, not as bulky as a rug, at least not the heavy ones that he was surrounded by, but something like a desk rug possibly.
Axel huffed and growled as he didn’t find a rug he wanted in the first half. Though, he still flipped through the others. He slowly pulled each one to make sure he had a good enough view of the rug before him. After all, if he were to get a rug it would need to be the best possible rug possible.
The fox felt the weight slowly get pulled off him. At first he was overjoyed by the prospect of freedom, but then he realized what that meant.
The tiger was going to find him.
With a casual flick of his wrist the tiger was all but ready to give up, but that was when he saw a smaller rug stuck to one of the larger ones. It looked like a little fox, maybe a little stretched thin but it was still adorable… To make it better…
It looked similar to the underwear he had gotten earlier.
“Oh, is this a set I wasn’t aware of?” he growled out with interest as he tugged the rug down from the larger one. The fur was soft and like velvet, and he could feel a soft springiness to the rug. With a satisfied purr the tiger placed the rug down on the floor and took a careful step… then another. It felt like he stepped on a cloud and the feeling was so great. He idly rubbed his paw through the soft fur and smiled. “Yeah… keeping you… don’t see a price tag though…” he shrugged and used his paw to kick the rug, starting at the head. He rolled it up that way, making sure it was tight and secured as he kicked it up and caught it in his bag.
The fox whined… not heard due to his own body trapped in a roll and muffling it. It felt weird… is this how toothpaste felt? Such a weird thought but it was the first thing on his mind as he felt himself being carried off yet again. Tightly rolled up and compressed, like hugging himself all over. At least his face was mooshed against his own chest and not something silly like his paws… gosh… why did this have to happen to him of all people?
With a smile Axel walked off towards the final part of his little trip.. The selection of minis, figures, and other such items. While he might not get some of the more popular anime ones, or ones from games, he did have a sweet spot for more… realistic looks. An example was his coat rack at his home was a figure of a dragon-wolf he found, life sized even! With a chuckle the feline just so happened to notice a delectable scent in the air…
There was a food court right there, and he could smell the fresh food. It was so tempting… he could wait for the figure.
With a slurp of his lips the tiger dropped his bag on a table and ran off. Not noticing as the bag fell to the side and the rug that had been in it, rolled out as if a red carpet. Said rug wiggled...vibrated… and squirmed some before he managed to reform.
The fox shivered as he looked towards where the tiger ran off. “Got to get out of here.” he said to himself as he ran towards the other way… towards the toy section. A large thug tiger wouldn’t go buy some toys, now would he?”
Axel patted his now full gut with a satisfied growl as he walked towards the toy section and similar products. He licked the little bit of sauce that was on his muzzle, which caused some nearby people to scatter. It’s not like he was going to devour them…
At least not yet.
Around the area he saw a few of the smaller figures. Some of them were popular characters from shows and movies… others were from games. A plushie or two that he was tempted to get for a friend. And yet he looked around more, for those that were larger, life sized… worth buying.
The fox from earlier was still around this section. He had sat down in a seat close to some of the larger figures. The chair was plastic and he had leaned back with his eyes closed for a moment. He just needed a breather. Today had been stressful and he couldn’t wait for him to be gone and never see the tiger again.
As Axel walked into view, walking right up towards the fox.
The large feline grinned as he looked over the little fox and leaned left and right to get a better look. “Hmm… the plastic isn’t shiny enough. Might ask them to recoat it.” he said as he poked at the chair and part of the fox himself… It was soft, most likely just a type of fabric on the figure.
The fox sat still, trying to hold his breath. Did the tiger realize who he was? Was he about to be beaten up or...worse? Fear held his heart, it didn’t even beat as he was just frozen on the spot, staring at the tiger who looked down upon him.
“Alright… This one. It looks just like the rest!” Axel hefted the stand up by the seat and grinned as he walked off towards an employee only area. Someone like him didn’t wait at counters, he would get his help right here, right now. “Hey, you guys need to recoat this one! It’s not coated right!” he called out as he looked around for an employee.
For a moment he waited before he shrugged and walked off towards a section with a few little machines. He knew the basics of things like this, and one of them looked like a place one would get a car to be painted. He sat the chair and fox down on a stand and walked over to the controls.
The fox just watched, was he trying to get the store to arrest him? But...but the tiger had messed with him! He didn’t try to… this wasn’t fair! His heart racing now, he tried to hold his breath and that only caused him to get light headed.
Axel stared down at the buttons… “I think this one… then this… and this.” he said as he pressed over a button, moved a level down, pressed start. He wasn’t sure how he could pick the color, but who would have something other than clear plastic? Unless this machine was for something else…
He watched as a large wall of little nozzles lowered down around the fox in the chair, and crossed his arms. He could hear a hiss as they all started on, and could see a little bit of the steam like paint rising up above it. Though, he was a little confused as well, he could see it.
The fox whined softly as he felt his fur get wet and matted. It felt like a hose was washing over the entirety of him as the paint sprayed around. It started to harden almost instantly and as the fox went to open his muzzle to call for help, he couldn’t. He tried to move his hand and yet it was stuck to his knee as if it was glue. He couldn’t call for help!
Somehow the paint that covered him, despite covering his eyes, allowed him to see. So he could still see, as the wall before him lifted into the air and the tiger looked very disappointed. Did he...was he about to punish the fox?
“Really? Silver… Gosh… I would have at least wanted a golden fox.” the tiger growled as he walked over and poked over the statue-like fox figure. It was already cooled and hardened, and no way to wash off the paint or anything like that. “Fine… I better get a discount.” he snarled as he picked up and carried the little statue towards the front, bag over his shoulder.
Up at the cash register his bag was taken care of as he argued with a manager.
“Sir, we can’t let you sell this here.” The manager, a kitsune, said as he crossed his arms.
“I’m not trying to sell it, i’m trying to buy it!” the tiger snarled out.
“We don’t sell something like this here, did you grab that from a nearby store? I’m going to call around.” The kitsune went to grasp for his radio and call for assistance.
“No! I told you, I got this right in the back and it just got ruined! Let me buy it.” Axel took a step forward as he snarled and growled, anger on his face.
Before he turned on the radio, the kitsune looked up at the tiger one more time. “You can just take it, it’s not ours!” he said as he went to turn on the radio. “Have fun with the cops.” he mumbled.
Though, the tiger twirled as he was told he could keep it and pressed the kitsune up against the wall. With a snicker he pressed back and SQUASHED him with his back. “You have fun being a mural!” he said as he scratched his back against the wall… smearing and spreading out the manager.
“Gosh… horrible customer service…” Axel huffed as he grabbed his bag and walked out to bring everything home.
Meanwhile the fox mentally whined. The cops were his last chance… and now he was being kept with the tiger, unaware how long he would be stuck with the tiger. Hopefully he could get away soon.
“Now where should I keep this? Maybe the living room… oh, maybe it can be my new gaming seat.” he said as he walked off…
Leaving the fox to imagine what he might be for the next hour or two as they walked home.
By chimael52
This story is for my tiger https://www.furaffinity.net/view/41535989/
Summer Sale Extravaganza
Everything 60% off!
Clothing! Food! Toys!
Everything you can imagine; all cheap and affordable!
The light green eyes of a large tiger lit up as he looked over the sign. The store was covered in posters and papers that all said the same thing, and a throng of people traveled in and out of the building. It was enough that there seemed to be a small line of people waiting for carts or baskets. Though, not that the tiger noticed. There was always a healthy space between him and the people around him, which he hadn’t noticed people doing just to avoid him. The big, strong looking feline had a spiked collar around the neck and wrist, torn jeans, and a smug grin that could scare someone’s soul out of their very body.
Thus, everyone kept their distance, at least if they cared for their life.
The large feline tugged at the collar of his white t-shirt and made his way into the store. It was large, and the ceiling was far above him with both huge fans and huge skylights for natural lighting, as well as a few cameras scattered about. Despite the attempt at keeping the store cool and the air circulating, the mass amount of people made it hot and humid, and the tiger’s shirt already stuck fast to his body and fur.
“They better have something I like in here, or I’m talking to the manager…” the tiger growled out softly, which only granted him more breathing room as those around him feared it might have been them he was growling at. He swiped a cart that had been abandoned by one of the shoppers that feared him and pushed it easily without even trying to as he stalked down the aisles of the store.
From the looks of it, outside of special aisles, there were about fifty of them. It almost was like a mini mall from the looks of it and Axel wouldn’t have been surprised if there was a food court or something similar. Though, the thought of food made the feline’s stomach grumble. Maybe he would stop by at some point and try out whatever the store had to offer.
One of the first things the tiger saw was a display was a few colorful summer tote bags. The large bags were much larger than those he normally got at a store and looked perfect size just for him. He flipped through them mindlessly as he looked for something that fit his look and size… before he eventually found one that looked like a doorway a bouncer would stand in, with quiet unique mood lighting. With a wide smirk he picked it up and slung the straps over his shoulder.
He was ready to shop!
The first few aisles of the store had all the necessaries that a normal store would have. Soup, some beans and pasta, and other goods that anyone would want. Though, the store soon got into much more unique aisles. There was a large area of the store that had lots of clothing options and racks as far as the eye could see. Another had a selection of rugs, tables, chairs, and wood for the creative homeowner. Axel could even see the tops of different toys over one of the other aisles, from pool toys to what seemed like a large tower of legos… and then blow up palm trees. It was quite exciting. He could find almost anything from the looks of it.
The first place the tiger looked was the clothing section of the store. His hand idly held out towards the racks of clothing as he felt the hangers click and clack against each other and the swooshing of the clothing as it was brushed aside. The sound was much louder that it should have been as his wide body caught the clothing as well and almost toppled a few of the clothing racks.
He looked through for a few new outfits. A new pair of swimming trunks that fit his colors, which he couldn’t wait for pulling pranks on others. He also picked up a few more pairs of blue jeans, he would need to slash them up later but at least they wouldn’t have the same wear and tear. Then he picked up a few new shirts and even found a small spiked collar for his tail. It was silly but it would be cute for picking on a friend or two.
With a thought of what else he might like to get, the feline made his way over to the changing rooms. He didn’t think much about it as he glanced over at the door and not the sign on it saying if it was in use or not. Thankfully, he found a door that was just a tiny crack open, but it was the only door available. And, before he even slipped in, he was already starting to unfasten his pants.
A small fox was within the changing room. He had been trying on some new, darker outfits that had gone on sale. It wasn’t clearly stuff used for sneaking out into the night but it would do the job, and look nice while out in the day as well. He just slipped out of the shorts he was wearing and plopped down on the small seat in the room.
For a moment the little space seemed much brighter, and then much darker.
Confused the fox looked up, only to spot a large shadow over him. Confused, and kind of curious, he leaned forward. Was the light just iffy and he was seeing his shirt hanging up? It was then the large, soft, and plump shadow pressed against him! “H-hey, what’s the mea-ing...offph...thhfff…” the fox got cut off and muffled as he was pressed against the wall! Then the weight started to press down! Whatever it was started to settle down on him as if he was just a simple seat! He could feel his body start to compress and squeeze, he could feel it trying to fight back but slowly giving into the weight that came down from above and in front of him!
Axel shuffled into the room as he pressed his way in. The changing room was fairly small and he had to work his way in there, feeling like he pushed the walls away just slightly to get some breathing room as he shut the door. He finished slipping off his pants and settled into the seat behind and under him. It felt like he sat on something, yet it started to give under his weight. He assumed it was just a pile of clothing that someone left behind and with a shrug he pressed, wiggled, and ground his cheeks down on the bench under him. After all, might as well get out those little bumps and clumps and iron out the clothing so it wasn’t so annoying!
The little fox pressed as much as he could against the large weight above him, he grunted softly and yet the noise was just lost in the soft plush ass of whoever it was that settled down upon him! At least, he could only assume it was that! He could hear the person mumbling to themselves as they tired something on. “Hey, I’m down here!” he tried to call out into the void of black that was the person’s ass. He whined softly, form being mashed and mooshed flatter and flatter, he felt his legs get pulled up onto the bench as well, as they were also flattened out from the iron press of the heavy weight on him!
Finally finished tugging on the pants, Axel stood up to the sound of some ripping fabric. He could hear the tears form into the jeans and only snickered as he looked into the mirror that was behind him. It was then he noticed what he had ironed out onto the bench. “Oh, these are cute!” the tiger said as he turned on the light for the room, which had been turned off some point when he was slipping in. He could see the new pair of fresh brown undies. He looked over and didn’t see a tag or anything, yet shrugged as he looked over the cute design of the fox face on the front and the little tail design of the back. With a chuckle he tugged off the torn jeans and slipped on the undies.
The fox felt himself be filled as he was tugged on. It was weird to be stretched across the girth of the feline. It felt like he had eaten a large meal and that he was bloated, yet at the same time it felt like he was being tugged in six different directions at once. Each movement the tiger made further tugged and stretched over the fox’s form, and there wasn't’ a thing he could do about it. All he could do was stay there, feeling the tiger move, basking in his strong and dominant scent, and just… be good undies. At least for the time being… he couldn’t be worn the entire time.
Axel purred as he felt the soft fur like clothing wrap around his waist and ass cheeks. He rubbed over the soft material and felt that it was super snug. “Mmm, might rip, but feels soft...warm. I’ll wear it for a few minutes as I try stuff on, just to see if they tear.” the tiger growled out to himself as he bent over to pick up his pants. It felt like the undies might tear but they had only stretched. That was good…
For a start.
For the next thirty minutes Axel changed his pants and shirt a few times, each time he did he would bend over or twist as he did so. Each movement of his body stretched and pushed out parts of the fox underwear. Axel could hear the soft fur like fabric start to tear but it never quiet gave. If anything, the underwear now fit much more snugly and flexible.
“Darn, I don’t want to have to take you off…. Going to wear you out when I get home though.” The tiger growled to his underwear as he slipped it off and held it up before him. He could see parts that seemed a little stretched but hey, it was still all in one piece. At least for now. He snickered as he tossed it up and folded it over his arms a few times before packing it away in his bag. After folding up the rest of the clothing he wanted to buy. With a little bit of work he managed to slip back out of the dressing room and shut the door behind him, a smug grin on his face as he walked towards the next aisle of the store.
The next few items were all simple common things that the tiger just thought he would need at home. Some laundry detergent, boxes of tissues, some trash bags. He had just been idly walking through the aisles as he went about, and grabbed things without thinking about it. Each item, be it heavy or large, was shoved down into his bag, now cushioned by the pile of clothing he had gotten. A happy look on his face as he looked about the store.
Meanwhile the little fox mentally groaned and squirmed as much as a folded pair of underwear could. The fox had practiced yoga before, yet he never had to bend and stretch THIS much. Completely pressed over himself, feeling like he was bent backwards and forwards while he was doing a split. Not to mention all the bulk goods that pressed and stretched his form this way and that, the corner of a box pushing over him there, and a jar squashing his lower half in the bag. It made it hard to think as the walking jostled it all and would just squash him all over again.
Axel whistled to himself as he walked over towards the game section of the store. The tiger generally was out and about, be it at his job or just at the gym; yet even he would take a break at home now and again. The shelves were filled with many colorful packages and boxes of game art, from simple cartoony ones to very realistic ones to draw in the audience. Still, none of that seemed to catch the feline’s attention. It wasn’t until he saw a Vr headset setup further in the back. At the moment he seemed like everyone else was too busy buying whatever goods were on sale, and Axel would get some…
After enjoying the game.
He dropped his bag with a soft plap and walked over to the setup. Within moments he was lost in virtual reality. The large tiger took up much more space than the store had set up for such a system. He would move to the left just a step and knock over some of the guides kept up so people wouldn’t accidently slip into the safe play zone. He would take a step back and accidentally knock someone over, then would accidently trample over them.
For Axel, he would assume they just had a soft rug set up for the players. Something to cushion their steps as they went about the space, and something to catch the sweat from anyone who got a little too hot. After all the store was so stuffy and humid he could already feel himself working up a sweat.
The fur under him, on the other hand, whined and tried to call out to him. Though the music from the game was too loud and the fur got muffled as a large and broad tiger paw stomped down over their head! A few more stomps and the once colorful fur was now much more a colorful game mat! Which the tiger happily stomped, trod, and ground down on.
After all, how could Axel NOT run his feet through such a soft fur rug?
Meanwhile the fox in the bag, the current underwear, had felt that the bag had stopped moving. He assumed that whoever it was that had squashed and pressed him into this form was now distracted or busy. They could be in a car, or could be back at their house, but he couldn’t worry about such a risk. The fox wiggled and squirmed until he managed to reform! The fur managed to slip out of the bag and looked back behind him. The tiger, as he could now clearly see, was trampling over some poor fur and didn’t even notice him.
With a happy and content sigh the fox slipped out of the bag and walked off towards the dressing rooms. He would want his clothes before he went about his shopping. Now that he knew where the tiger was, he could simply just take his time and eventually the tiger would be out of the store. Or, maybe he would just shop really fast. Regardless, the little fox escaped from the large tiger. As he could hear the soft plaps of the large paws stomping over that poor person.
Axel yawned and stretched as he finally put the headset down. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but he could feel the burn from the workout. The tiger tugged at his shirt and shook himself out some, as the sweat had soaked his fur. With himself a little more dry the tiger spent one more moment to wipe his paws over the soft rug under himself. He could see little footprints that seemed slightly steamy wherever he pressed a paw down. The bit of sweat would discolor the rug and he chuckled as he started at the tail and rubbed down over to the face. “Gosh...wish I could grab this cute rug… but maybe the store has some other neat rugs.I’ll have to go see them.. And if not, maybe I’ll swap some tags and take you home.” the tiger growled out to the rug under his feet before he walked over, grabbed his bag, and walked off towards the home set up part of the store.
Aisles and aisles of wood, furniture, and paints were the new adventure for Axel as the feline walked among them. While he was there just for a new rug, he didn’t mind looking over the rest of it. A few chairs that should be able to support his weight and size, which he would need to pick up a little bit later. He did see some nice paint and a few pictures he wouldn’t mind grabbing later in the day. “This one looks familiar…” he said to himself as he glanced over a picture. It was a little faded, but it might have been made that way, with a green and purple coloring the picture almost seemed familiar to someone the tiger had seen a few times. “Nah, I doubt it…”
The brown fox from earlier had been looking at some new wallpapers for his own place, and also some plastic and shipping foam to help with his nightly activities. Though, as the fox heard the voice that he had heard earlier, his skin crawled and his tail fluffed out. He was on edge and his entire body and mind screamed to hide and flee. The fox looked around and his panicked brain latched at every tiny possible hiding place, yet threw each idea out at the same time.
Maybe he could hide in a paintcan.
No no, maybe he should go hide on a high shelf.
That’s dumb and he might fall. Maybe he should hide in his cart.
No the tiger might swipe him thinking he was another item.
He looked and scanned. He didn’t know how long he had.
“I’ll grab this one later. Reminds me of a lion I know... “ the tiger snarled out, closer now to the fox. Though, Axel was not aware of that. He was just on the other side of a wall that held different tiles and wallpaper and couldn’t see the fox on the other end.
His voice cemented the fox’s fear and his brain latched onto the very next thing he saw. The rug display had large painting like frames holding up the large rugs. The fox walked over to the display and slipped in between two of the rugs, before tugging it just a little tight. The compressed space was nothing compared to what he had suffered earlier under that tiger. All he had to do was stay quiet… yet his heart pounded in his chest and he could hear it thump loudly. Maybe the tiger could too.
The feline turned into the aisle with a sway in his step as he saw the rugs before him. “Ah, there we go.” he growled out as he stalked closer to the large display. The rugs were heavy, and yet the tiger moved them with a simple ease and a flick of the wrist. The sound of the metal hangers holding the frames scraped along the metal bar filled the small space. For Axel it was just a simple, if not a little annoying, noise as he flipped through some of the rugs. Pushing them all to the left as he looked over each and every one. “Hmm… no… not fluffy enough. I might need to snag that other one.” he said as he looked through the first half.
“No.”
“Not good enough”
“This one looks cute, grey, monster like… but no… not soft.” the tiger growled.
The first half just had nothing he wanted.
The fox cringed at the sound of metal against metal as it bounced and echoed around in the small space that he was trapped in. Yet, that was nothing compared to the feeling of pressure as he felt one of the rugs add to the weight that pressed against his front. It was much tighter but not anything more tight than a fancy suit that was for a party. Then another screech and the weight was even more, his body was pressed out as if he was an eagle spread rug. Another screech and he could feel himself being pressed thinner, and wider, similar to the weight of the tiger but not quiet.
And there were a few more rugs that added to the weight. Until the fox was almost paper thin, not as bulky as a rug, at least not the heavy ones that he was surrounded by, but something like a desk rug possibly.
Axel huffed and growled as he didn’t find a rug he wanted in the first half. Though, he still flipped through the others. He slowly pulled each one to make sure he had a good enough view of the rug before him. After all, if he were to get a rug it would need to be the best possible rug possible.
The fox felt the weight slowly get pulled off him. At first he was overjoyed by the prospect of freedom, but then he realized what that meant.
The tiger was going to find him.
With a casual flick of his wrist the tiger was all but ready to give up, but that was when he saw a smaller rug stuck to one of the larger ones. It looked like a little fox, maybe a little stretched thin but it was still adorable… To make it better…
It looked similar to the underwear he had gotten earlier.
“Oh, is this a set I wasn’t aware of?” he growled out with interest as he tugged the rug down from the larger one. The fur was soft and like velvet, and he could feel a soft springiness to the rug. With a satisfied purr the tiger placed the rug down on the floor and took a careful step… then another. It felt like he stepped on a cloud and the feeling was so great. He idly rubbed his paw through the soft fur and smiled. “Yeah… keeping you… don’t see a price tag though…” he shrugged and used his paw to kick the rug, starting at the head. He rolled it up that way, making sure it was tight and secured as he kicked it up and caught it in his bag.
The fox whined… not heard due to his own body trapped in a roll and muffling it. It felt weird… is this how toothpaste felt? Such a weird thought but it was the first thing on his mind as he felt himself being carried off yet again. Tightly rolled up and compressed, like hugging himself all over. At least his face was mooshed against his own chest and not something silly like his paws… gosh… why did this have to happen to him of all people?
With a smile Axel walked off towards the final part of his little trip.. The selection of minis, figures, and other such items. While he might not get some of the more popular anime ones, or ones from games, he did have a sweet spot for more… realistic looks. An example was his coat rack at his home was a figure of a dragon-wolf he found, life sized even! With a chuckle the feline just so happened to notice a delectable scent in the air…
There was a food court right there, and he could smell the fresh food. It was so tempting… he could wait for the figure.
With a slurp of his lips the tiger dropped his bag on a table and ran off. Not noticing as the bag fell to the side and the rug that had been in it, rolled out as if a red carpet. Said rug wiggled...vibrated… and squirmed some before he managed to reform.
The fox shivered as he looked towards where the tiger ran off. “Got to get out of here.” he said to himself as he ran towards the other way… towards the toy section. A large thug tiger wouldn’t go buy some toys, now would he?”
Axel patted his now full gut with a satisfied growl as he walked towards the toy section and similar products. He licked the little bit of sauce that was on his muzzle, which caused some nearby people to scatter. It’s not like he was going to devour them…
At least not yet.
Around the area he saw a few of the smaller figures. Some of them were popular characters from shows and movies… others were from games. A plushie or two that he was tempted to get for a friend. And yet he looked around more, for those that were larger, life sized… worth buying.
The fox from earlier was still around this section. He had sat down in a seat close to some of the larger figures. The chair was plastic and he had leaned back with his eyes closed for a moment. He just needed a breather. Today had been stressful and he couldn’t wait for him to be gone and never see the tiger again.
As Axel walked into view, walking right up towards the fox.
The large feline grinned as he looked over the little fox and leaned left and right to get a better look. “Hmm… the plastic isn’t shiny enough. Might ask them to recoat it.” he said as he poked at the chair and part of the fox himself… It was soft, most likely just a type of fabric on the figure.
The fox sat still, trying to hold his breath. Did the tiger realize who he was? Was he about to be beaten up or...worse? Fear held his heart, it didn’t even beat as he was just frozen on the spot, staring at the tiger who looked down upon him.
“Alright… This one. It looks just like the rest!” Axel hefted the stand up by the seat and grinned as he walked off towards an employee only area. Someone like him didn’t wait at counters, he would get his help right here, right now. “Hey, you guys need to recoat this one! It’s not coated right!” he called out as he looked around for an employee.
For a moment he waited before he shrugged and walked off towards a section with a few little machines. He knew the basics of things like this, and one of them looked like a place one would get a car to be painted. He sat the chair and fox down on a stand and walked over to the controls.
The fox just watched, was he trying to get the store to arrest him? But...but the tiger had messed with him! He didn’t try to… this wasn’t fair! His heart racing now, he tried to hold his breath and that only caused him to get light headed.
Axel stared down at the buttons… “I think this one… then this… and this.” he said as he pressed over a button, moved a level down, pressed start. He wasn’t sure how he could pick the color, but who would have something other than clear plastic? Unless this machine was for something else…
He watched as a large wall of little nozzles lowered down around the fox in the chair, and crossed his arms. He could hear a hiss as they all started on, and could see a little bit of the steam like paint rising up above it. Though, he was a little confused as well, he could see it.
The fox whined softly as he felt his fur get wet and matted. It felt like a hose was washing over the entirety of him as the paint sprayed around. It started to harden almost instantly and as the fox went to open his muzzle to call for help, he couldn’t. He tried to move his hand and yet it was stuck to his knee as if it was glue. He couldn’t call for help!
Somehow the paint that covered him, despite covering his eyes, allowed him to see. So he could still see, as the wall before him lifted into the air and the tiger looked very disappointed. Did he...was he about to punish the fox?
“Really? Silver… Gosh… I would have at least wanted a golden fox.” the tiger growled as he walked over and poked over the statue-like fox figure. It was already cooled and hardened, and no way to wash off the paint or anything like that. “Fine… I better get a discount.” he snarled as he picked up and carried the little statue towards the front, bag over his shoulder.
Up at the cash register his bag was taken care of as he argued with a manager.
“Sir, we can’t let you sell this here.” The manager, a kitsune, said as he crossed his arms.
“I’m not trying to sell it, i’m trying to buy it!” the tiger snarled out.
“We don’t sell something like this here, did you grab that from a nearby store? I’m going to call around.” The kitsune went to grasp for his radio and call for assistance.
“No! I told you, I got this right in the back and it just got ruined! Let me buy it.” Axel took a step forward as he snarled and growled, anger on his face.
Before he turned on the radio, the kitsune looked up at the tiger one more time. “You can just take it, it’s not ours!” he said as he went to turn on the radio. “Have fun with the cops.” he mumbled.
Though, the tiger twirled as he was told he could keep it and pressed the kitsune up against the wall. With a snicker he pressed back and SQUASHED him with his back. “You have fun being a mural!” he said as he scratched his back against the wall… smearing and spreading out the manager.
“Gosh… horrible customer service…” Axel huffed as he grabbed his bag and walked out to bring everything home.
Meanwhile the fox mentally whined. The cops were his last chance… and now he was being kept with the tiger, unaware how long he would be stuck with the tiger. Hopefully he could get away soon.
“Now where should I keep this? Maybe the living room… oh, maybe it can be my new gaming seat.” he said as he walked off…
Leaving the fox to imagine what he might be for the next hour or two as they walked home.
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