In our last episode, Doublecross. We learned why you never fully trust a tiger no matter how good his ideas are or how promising his truce is. They both eventually wear off.

Here we learn that even the most skilled of tigers can be subdued, albet briefly, by teamwork and vile trickery. What isn't pictured here are the ounces of tranquilizer slipped in to the tiger's meals through the day to weaken his ferociousness. Nor the mix of liquid and leather bondage Merci and Necro both would've had to use to keep me held down.

Everybody knows that everybody else thinks that feet are just downright nasty. They're the lowest part of the body, thus degrading and downright dirty. It's no wonder these two would use THOSE to try and humiliate a proud tiger. You'll notice that Mercy's feet are holding down my head from the top. Necro's pinning my muzzle from the sides, covering my threatening snarl by forcing funny faces with her toes. This combined with the earlier bondage and heavy sedatives are the only reason the two haven't been wrestled down and mauled proper.

In the end I am a proud tiger of honor and for the moment they have bested me.
For now...

Completely unwilling, temporary floormat  jameshallfield

Artwork, Feet, and soon to be mauling fodder  necrodrone13  mercy


(Thanks Neccy and Merc. <3)