It was over in an instant. With a swiftness that left the feline's eyes wide, Krystal stepped up the the challenge and in one motion, hoisted the cat off her feet and pinned her against the wall. Never in her life would Miyu have thought this tribal girl would have gotten the jump on her. Even if she did manage that, Miyu still held the advantage as she had the lower center of gravity and legs that could squat the blue hussy three times over. Yet there she was, her feet dangling in the air, her back pressed firmly against the wall, and her eyes captivated by the cerulean jewels.

'Perhaps now you are satisfied?' asked the vixen within the once private sanctuary of Miyu's mind.

'I... I guess these aren't for show,' Miyu said back in her own mind letting out an audible nervous laugh. Her hands had found themselves wrapped around the vixen's shoulders, shocked to find they were completely solid.

'Indeed they are not,' said the vixen smugly, her breasts pressing more and more into the lynx's until the lynx was blushing. 'What's this? Don't tell me you're... enjoying being manhandled? Miyu, the feisty tomboy likes being shown her place?'

Miyu's heart was racing and if her tail wasn't pinned between her back and the wall, it would be wagging as shamelessly as a dog's. She could only squirm in Krystal's iron grip and nervously dart her eyes around all the while feeling Krystal's cerulean gems boring into her.

"Krystal? Miyu? Is everything alright?"

At the sound of Fox's voice, Krystal released the feline and stepped back. Seconds later, Fox rounded the corner, his right hand noticeably withdrawing from the blaster holstered on his thigh. "We're right here, Fox! Miyu was showing me these things you Lylatians call books!"

You didn't need to be a telepath to tell Fox didn't quite take Krystal at her word, as the bang he had heard was enough to send him running. Though they were in Cornerian space, the possibilities for an ambush were still very high out on the fringes. It'd be another month or so before the Great Fox reached Corneria and another month on top of that before some of the much needed repairs were completed and paid for by the job on Sauria.

"Well," he said slowly forming that dashing smile of his, "it's good to see you two starting to get along! I was worried I was going to have to crate you both for the rest of the trip!"

'I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?'

"NO!"

Both Fox and Krystal looked at the lynx, surprised at her sudden outburst. She was blushing furiously now, her mind frantically trying to dispel the visions of being locked and crated in Fox's room like a pet while he and Krystal moved towards the bed. Only now did she realize Krystal's telepathic trickery.

"I... I mean uh," she began but Krystal cut her off.

"You're right, Miyu," she said as her mischievous grin turned from the lynx to the tod. "It wouldn't be us girls in the crate."

Now it was time for Fox to blush. "How's about we go get something to eat?" he said to clear the dead air. "My treat! I don't suppose you've ever eaten in a hash house before, have you Krystal?"

"No, but it sounds most delightful!" said Krystal sauntering up to Fox's side and draped an arm into his. "Are you coming, Miyu?"

'Or do I need to get a leash and collar for you?'

Miyu swallowed hard and forced her jellified legs to move. Fox seemed to take no notice the lynx's uncharacteristic silence as he was now wrapped around the vixen's little finger. All throughout breakfast, the poor lynx couldn't expel the intrusive thoughts of being leashed and collared. The vixen standing over her and treating her as if she were a pet. It was only made worse when the thoughts soon added Fox into the mix. It burned her up inside being so submissive and obedient in front of the man, as she could feel years of cred and face being eroded. Yet strangely, these thoughts did not feel as if they were her own. Normally when there was a fantasy involving herself, Fox, and Krystal, it had a massively different power dynamic. So why now was she so submissive and why did it feel so... good? Looking up from her quickly cooling hashbrowns, Miyu's eyes caught Krystal's for barely a second and the vixen winked.

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Dumb little poster and story complete! Needed a break from all the sound mixing and animating so we got this; the start of Miyu's submissive streak. But anyways, models by WFM.