The massive vixen towers over you, breasts bobbing up and down in time with her breathing in spite of the grey suit she wore. A massive smile adorns her muzzle as she looks down at you - and it's a rather unnerving smile. The kind of smile you might see right before you die. Her muzzle quivers as you begin to back away, almost tripping over your own feet.
As you turn and begin to sprint as fast as you can, you hear the vixen break out into a joyous laugh. Her voice is deep and booming, and the laugh only serves to make you sprint even faster. Tearing through the forest, heart pumping, you can hear rapid, heavy footfalls coming up behind you-
Suddenly, a massive weight crashes into you from behind, forcing you down into the ground as your head is engulfed by two fabric-covered mounds of flesh. Laying there in the dirt, superior body completely covering yours, the vixen chuckles as she looks into her own cleavage - and into your face.
"Oooh..." she moans, "I can't believe I found a human... I knew you little guys were still around... knew it..."
The vixen's arms encircle you as she stands up, turning you inwards to prevent escape. she's taking you back to her craft, that can't be good in any way! Struggling as hard as you can, however, yields no result - she merely presses you against her all the harder.
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