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A Supreme Vulpine Obsession

For Sanmer

By Draconicon

Micro-Watt - who still regretted his name with a burning passion - fled down the nearest alley, hoping that it would be enough to get the doughball that was chasing him off his trail. He seriously doubted that it would, but maybe the stupid bear would overshoot the alley and give him some time to make up some lost ground.

Come on, come on, come on.

The fox threw himself over a dumpster, cursing his lack of gadgets at the moment. He was usually loaded up to the gills with them, but he'd thought, hey, he was just going for milk. What the hell did he have to worry about?

Fucking heroes, that's what.

"RAAAAGH!"

"Shit, shit, shit!"

The red fox looked over his shoulder just in time, seeing the brown bear chasing after him unrolling from his spinning rolly-ball formation and grabbing a trash can. Micro-Watt threw himself to the ground at the last second, but the can still nearly took his fur off. He yelped as his coat rippled over his head, all but yanking his arms up with it.

By the time that he was trying to struggle back to his feet, the stupid hero had caught up to him. He yelped as the bear - one Mega-Bruin by name - grabbed him by the back of his coat and lifted him off the ground. Turned around with his arms over his head, he slowly rotated until he was made to face the hero.

"Uh...uh...hi."

"Hmmph."

The bear narrowed his eyes, grimacing as he looked him over. Micro-Watt braced himself. Every fox in the city had grown to be more and more afraid of the supers ever since the White Tail pulled a disappearing act. They were on the hunt for him, and more than one fox - even those that weren't white-furred - had been dragged down and apprehended just for being of the same species. What if they were disguised, the heroes would ask. What if they were just painted a different color to get around without being noticed?

Such was the risk that every fucking fox took these days, but he hadn't thought it would come home to hit him this hard. He winced as he waited for the cuffing that would follow...

Except it didn't.

He looked up again, only to see that the bear's eyes had...glazed over, for lack of a better word. The hate had gone out of them and it was replaced with something else, something more striking and empty. He looked...empty, waiting for something to fill him.

Slowly, Mega-Bruin lowered him to the ground, but as soon as his feet touched the alley floor, he was pushed back, pinned against the alley wall. Bricks jammed into his back and ground against his spine.

"Nnngh...now what?" he wheezed.

There was no immediate answer. There was, however, an immediate stripping.

"Ah!"

Micro-Watt gasped as his pants and underwear hit his ankles, leaving him bare from the waist to his heels. His cock was barely showing, but as the bear nuzzled and snuffled between his legs, it started rising without his consent. He yelped and blushed, squirming as that wet nose worked down along his sac, then up along his shaft, and then -

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Then that mouth opened and took his tip right between the lips. He gasped for breath as the bear swallowed his cock right down to the base, sucking and pulling at it. Each swallow felt like it was forcing his cock to grow, and with the bear's super-strength, he couldn't pull away. All he could do was stand there, pinned to the wall as the hero nursed at his cock like it was mother's milk, and far more pervertedly than any child ever had.

"Mmmph...nnngh..."

He couldn't even ask what was going on as the bear sucked, because those eyes told him that nobody was home. They were completely zonked out, but there was no clear reason why. What was going on? What the fuck was happening?

Soon, the questions stopped mattering. Maybe he was still in trouble, maybe not, but there was no getting away from the forced blowjob, so he might as well enjoy it. But even thinking that wasn't easy, and he shivered every time that he felt that tongue running up along the underside of his cock, teasing him and making him ooze more pre-cum for the bear to swallow down.

In fact, the bear seemed downright determined to drain every bit of his cum, keeping him from retaining any amount of it. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as his mouth hung open, and he panted as he fought the urge to thrust away. He was terrified that something too violent would wake Mega-Bruin up and make him aware of what he was doing, but at the same time, his body wanted to do more than just get sucked. It wanted to thrust, to rut, to fuck away at that hot, wet hole.

Not that he had a choice in either case. The bear kept sucking, and he kept getting sucked, and big hands kept him firmly pressed against the wall. He moaned out loud, covering his mouth a second after to keep from making another. Wet, wild sucks that were only getting louder and louder made it hard for him to focus, and the feeling of those rubbery lips running up and down his cock only made it worse.

Fuck...fuck...FUCK.

He was getting close, he realized, and the bear's forceful blowjob was completely to blame. The sheer eagerness of it, the helplessness of having to go along with it despite his preferences, made it worse and worse. He panted, he arched his back as much as he could, his cock throbbed up, then down, and then up again as the bear swallowed it down his throat.

"Mmmph..."

If he came, he'd be shooting right down Mega-Bruin's throat. He'd be fucking the face of the hero that had fucked with so many foxes since his defeat to the White Tail so long ago. It would be such karmic retribution.

And I'd be so fucking dead.

But he didn't have a choice. Whatever had seized hold of Mega-Bruin wasn't giving him one. He would have to...

He was going to...

"NNNGH!"

The red fox came right then and there, and he panted as his cock twitched up and down. Each time that it flicked up, it ground against the roof of the bear's mouth, and when it fell back down, it lodged right on the center of Mega-Bruin's tongue. There was no way that he wasn't going to taste that when he woke up.

A slow swallowing later, the brown-furred bear pulled his head back, and as he did, he seemed to wake up.

Shit, shit, shit...

Micro-Watt wanted to run more than anything that he had ever wanted in his life, but his pants were not only wrapped around his ankles, but he was pinned right up to the point where the hero stood up. If he moved, he'd be spotted. If he did anything, he'd be seen. So, he stayed right where he was and prayed.

The big bear turned left, turned right, and then growled. He clenched his hands into fists and punched at the building right over the fox's head.

"Goddamn fucking..." The big bear grumbled, pulling his fist back from the building-crater he'd created. "Fucking White Tail..."

What the hell did White Tail do to you?

"Fuck...He got away..."

But I'm right here?

"Next time...fucking..."

The bear turned on his heel, and Micro-Watt was left standing there in a puddle of his own sweat. He panted and shook from head to toe as he watched the bear leave, sure that Mega-Bruin was going to turn around at any moment and see him there and the chase would start up all over again. Even as Mega-Bruin rounded the corner, he was half-sure that it was all a trick.

But it wasn't. The bear was gone, and even as he stared after the asshole, his cock twitching in a mix of adrenaline and fear, a car slowed as it passed by the alley. A pair of mice riding together stopped and looked out at him, their mouths dropping as they realized that he was naked below the waist.

Blushing, he grabbed his pants and pulled them back up, hustling around the other side of the alley. Whatever the fuck had just happened, he couldn't rely on it happening again. If the bear saw him again, he seriously doubted he'd get a blowjob for his trouble.

But the things that he'd heard...

He thought I was the White Tail. That was obvious enough, but...

But then that obsessive blowjob, and everything that had happened after. Everyone knew that the Mega-Bruin had lost to the White Tail in the past, and that the arctic fox had probably done something to him, but that...

Did he...did he leave a trigger there?

It was possible. The White Tail had been known to be vengeful on some of the heroes that annoyed him, but the idea that he'd left someone with that kind of trigger was -

"Hey."

Micro-Watt froze, then turned to the sound of the voice. It was another fox, this one a more orange-white color compared to his own bright red. He was smoking, chuckling to himself.

"He got you, huh?"

"W-what do you mean?"

"Mega-Bruin. More like Mega-Blowjob." The other fox tossed his cigarette aside. "Thought you'd like someone else to talk to after that."

"You mean, he's -"

"Every single one of us he's caught. Heh. Come on. Let's have a chat. Maybe he did something different with you..."

The End

Summary: After the White Tail's disappearance, things got weird for the foxes in the city. This is just one example.

Tags: M/M, Forced Blowjob, Hypnosis, Trigger, Mind Control, Supers, Fox, Bear, Size Difference, Pinned and Sucked, Orgasm, Cum, Cum in Mouth,