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Fake Intel story [Picture Credit Below]
I might do a continuation of this one. Other than that, enjoy!
Picture credit: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19559127/
User: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/gmodmacroarts/
Max stopped the engine of his patrol car and took a look around the expansive warehouse. He had received an anonymous call from someone who supposedly had some intel for the most recent case of him and his partner in crime, Max. The two freelance detectives were told that the caller would be in the abandoned warehouse but…
“I don't see nothin’,” said Max, who was standing on the hood of the car, hoping to get a better view.
“I don't see anything either,” said Sam, who was walking around the warehouse. Maybe the caller was simply obscured by some of the crates in the room. Sam sighed. If their mystery supplier didn't show up soon then they would have to give up and leave. It was simply too hot to stay for that long.
His fur was starting to get sweaty and his feet were beginning to feel uncomfortable too.
Meanwhile, even though Sam didn't know it, someone else was in a much worse position than him.
You gathered the intel, had already made the call, and now all you had to do was give it to the detective. This seemed easy in theory, but as soon as Sam stepped out of his car, you realized something was wrong. The anthropomorphic dog was huge! You were only as tall as his ankle! You had never seen Sam in person so you had no idea.
You cowered in fear as Sam walks towards you and before you knew it the detective’s paw was hanging directly over you.
You waited, but the paw didn't land on you. Instead, a stench surrounded you and you were clenched into place. You opened your eyes to see a gigantic wall of brown fur in front of you. Sam’s paw had just missed you and now you were wedged between two of his chubby toes. The smell was unbearable and the heat emanating off of him was suffocating. You tried to struggle your way out but Sam's giant digits had the caller firmly stuck in place.
From above, Sam let out a sigh and flexed his toes, grinding you into the flesh of his toes. The sweat and dirt that was entangled in his fur was rubbed all over you and you tried your best not to get it in your mouth. However, it's impossible to close your nose and no matter how hard you tried, the horrendous odor was unavoidable. You struggle again, and make a bit of leeway this time. Immediately, it works against you as you are flung forward onto the floor. You can still detect the unmistakable scent of Sam’s feet as you hit the asphalt and you can see the shadow above you.
You turn onto your back just in time to see the detective’s sole coming down onto you. You stick out your arms out of instinct, but the weight of Sam's foot hits you like an iron dumbbell. His sole covers every part of you except for legs, meaning they were flailing wildly in an attempt to do whatever you could do. The stench from underneath Sam's foot was even worse mostly because the nature of its owner to walk around barefoot. You try to push on the plump paw but it only served to make your suffering worse as you had to breathe in more of the stench. Eventually, the pressure proved to much for you as you pass out indefinitely.
“Can we leave now? The supply dude clearly isn't here.”
“You mean the supplier, but we should leave now,” Sam had to agree with the exasperated rabbit, “Alright, let's go.”
Sam walked back to his patrol car, without realizing that the caller was closer than he thought.
Picture credit: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19559127/
User: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/gmodmacroarts/
Max stopped the engine of his patrol car and took a look around the expansive warehouse. He had received an anonymous call from someone who supposedly had some intel for the most recent case of him and his partner in crime, Max. The two freelance detectives were told that the caller would be in the abandoned warehouse but…
“I don't see nothin’,” said Max, who was standing on the hood of the car, hoping to get a better view.
“I don't see anything either,” said Sam, who was walking around the warehouse. Maybe the caller was simply obscured by some of the crates in the room. Sam sighed. If their mystery supplier didn't show up soon then they would have to give up and leave. It was simply too hot to stay for that long.
His fur was starting to get sweaty and his feet were beginning to feel uncomfortable too.
Meanwhile, even though Sam didn't know it, someone else was in a much worse position than him.
You gathered the intel, had already made the call, and now all you had to do was give it to the detective. This seemed easy in theory, but as soon as Sam stepped out of his car, you realized something was wrong. The anthropomorphic dog was huge! You were only as tall as his ankle! You had never seen Sam in person so you had no idea.
You cowered in fear as Sam walks towards you and before you knew it the detective’s paw was hanging directly over you.
You waited, but the paw didn't land on you. Instead, a stench surrounded you and you were clenched into place. You opened your eyes to see a gigantic wall of brown fur in front of you. Sam’s paw had just missed you and now you were wedged between two of his chubby toes. The smell was unbearable and the heat emanating off of him was suffocating. You tried to struggle your way out but Sam's giant digits had the caller firmly stuck in place.
From above, Sam let out a sigh and flexed his toes, grinding you into the flesh of his toes. The sweat and dirt that was entangled in his fur was rubbed all over you and you tried your best not to get it in your mouth. However, it's impossible to close your nose and no matter how hard you tried, the horrendous odor was unavoidable. You struggle again, and make a bit of leeway this time. Immediately, it works against you as you are flung forward onto the floor. You can still detect the unmistakable scent of Sam’s feet as you hit the asphalt and you can see the shadow above you.
You turn onto your back just in time to see the detective’s sole coming down onto you. You stick out your arms out of instinct, but the weight of Sam's foot hits you like an iron dumbbell. His sole covers every part of you except for legs, meaning they were flailing wildly in an attempt to do whatever you could do. The stench from underneath Sam's foot was even worse mostly because the nature of its owner to walk around barefoot. You try to push on the plump paw but it only served to make your suffering worse as you had to breathe in more of the stench. Eventually, the pressure proved to much for you as you pass out indefinitely.
“Can we leave now? The supply dude clearly isn't here.”
“You mean the supplier, but we should leave now,” Sam had to agree with the exasperated rabbit, “Alright, let's go.”
Sam walked back to his patrol car, without realizing that the caller was closer than he thought.
Category Story / Macro / Micro
Species Dog (Other)
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