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"Uh huh, uh huh... Uh huh! Uh... Huh? Uh huh... Only on Wednesdays, actually."
"Jas-"
"Shh, Tiger! I'm on the phone!" Jas gently pushed Tiger's head down further. "So sorry, Daphne, Tiger was being rude. I don't think I caught that
last bit? ... Uh huh..."
Tiger, glowering in annoyance, tried to squirm back up again, at least high enough to pull his arms free from Jasmine's shirt. Her chest was soft and squishy, but she also had more mass per breast than he had, period, which meant leaving himself wedged in place would result in his arms falling asleep. He considered trying to get Jas' attention again, but decided that doing so was unlikely to do anything but earn him another shove down.
Jasmine quickly lost herself in her phone call again, glad to finally have a chance to catch up with her old friend- she hadn't seen the canine in months. That tended to happen when your job required so much travel, but that didn't mean the tigress had to enjoy losing contact with high school chums. "Of course I'm still with Macrover! I'm actually on the job right now. Well, not RIGHT now- I'm stopped at a weigh station while the suits go over all my paperwork. I don't think these guys have ever seen a girl my size before, heh heh."
Tiger checked down and to his side. As his girlfriend and coworker had mentioned, several furs with expressions ranging from mildly confused to visibly scared were handing sheets of paper back and forth as they tried to determine whether or not it was legally permissible to let roughly forty-five feet of orange and black beauty roam across the countryside.
"No, no. No issues with the bio-implant. Still working fine, thanks to my little Tiger! He really knows how to control this thing down to the inch!"
He would've normally taken the opportunity to be proud of Jasmine's praise, but Tiger was still a little upset about having been shoved into Jas' Victoria's Secret Compartment. It was a fun spot, to be sure, but not while he was trying to remain professional and look like a respectable businessperson. Not to mention, it was pretty warm in there. And Jas talking his ears off with her size-enhanced voice was just the unpleasant icing on the terrible cake.
"Tiger? Not bad! He came out with me too, of course. It can be hard to tell with him sometimes, but he's actually a real sweetie when he wants to be. Not to mention cute! ... I know, right? Crazy!"
With some relief, Tiger noticed that the weigh station furs appeared to have come to a consensus that Jasmine should be allowed through. However, they seemed less certain that it would be a good idea to disrupt her phone call. One waved the stack of papers in the air and pointed at them, mouthing, "you're good," to Tiger.
Sighing happily, Tiger reached up to poke Jas' wrist. "Okay, Ja-"
"Tiger!" She huffed, yanking her phone to the side and glaring down at him, "I'm on the phone! There's no need to be so rude!"
"But, Jas, they-"
"I haven't talked to Daphne in a good three months, and we aren't going ANYWHERE until those guys finish our paperwork-"
"But they-"
"-so just sit tight and chill for a bit, okay? Good!"
"Now, wait just a second, here, Ja-SMMPH!"
With a little more force than necessary, Jas shoved her boyfriend down into her cleavage until only his furiously-twitching black ears remained visible. "Oof, men! They can be so ridiculous some times! Anyway, Daph, you were saying? Uh huh..."
"MMMPH! MM-FMM RRRRM!"
"Oh, for the love of- Tiger, shush! And stop wriggling around like that! We're in public, someone could see you!"
"Mmmph, mmm-GAH! Oof," Tiger finally popped himself back out and grabbed the edges of Jasmine's shirt as tight as he could, digging in with his claws to prevent another forced breast dive. "We're done! They're letting us through!"
"Oh?"
"The guy down there has been waving to us for nearly two minutes, by now!"
Jas frowned angrily at her boyfriend. "What? Why didn't you say so in the first place? Don't you think he probably has other work to do than sit around waiting for you to pass a message along for him? You can be SO inattentive some times, Tiger! Sheesh!"
"But Jas, I was trying to tell you, but you kept-"
"Sorry, Daphne," Jas explained into her phone, raising her voice even louder to make sure Tiger's complaints didn't interfere, "but I need to get moving again. Tiger forgot to tell me we were cleared to go, so I'll probably need to hustle and make up for lost time. Talk to you later! Bye bye!"
Jasmine held her phone out in front her face, frowning at it momentarily.
"Uh... Tiger, how do you shut it off, again?"
Tiger pointed to a large picture of a red phone. "The one labeled, 'HANG UP.'"
"But I don't want to hang anything up, I just want to end the cal-"
"HANG. UP."
Jas shrugged, and pressed the button. "Daph? Daphne, you still there? ... Nope! It worked! Why can't they just label these things based on what they actually DO, anyway?"
Tiger slapped his forehead. "Jas... Jasmine, I... L-Let's just get going, already," he resignedly sighed.
With a courteous nod to the weigh station employees, the tigress Titan slipped her phone back in her suit and carefully lifted up the large plant bed she'd been assigned to deliver. As she resumed her journey to the 123rd Annual Goodem County Fair Garden Expo, she pointed out to Tiger, "You know, this shrubbery actually looks really nice, don't you think?"
"It is, but it's also kind of expensive-looking," Tiger reminded her, "so be careful. Don't want to lose any branches before we get there."
"Yeah, I heard those gardener-types can get REALLY testy if you mess with their plants, yelling at you and stuff... Which reminds me, I'd better get a move on! You really do need to let me know we can leave, next time, Tiger! It's so rude!"
"But I- But- Oh, never mind!"
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In this story, the "Macrover Moving Company" is introduced. It's the moving company where both Tiger and I work. I won't go into too many details but just to clarify WHY I am macro in this pic, apparently my body structure is compatible with the Macrover's bio-implant that is used to grow their employees. Why do Macrover grow their employees? To move stuff of course! And my tiger snookums is the technician or "techy" who's responsible for controlling and operating the bio-implant device that's inside of me.
Jasmine is the property of yours truly,
and 
is mah bitch! X3
Story was written by
vdo
Art was commissioned from and drawn by a super-duper artist.
"Jas-"
"Shh, Tiger! I'm on the phone!" Jas gently pushed Tiger's head down further. "So sorry, Daphne, Tiger was being rude. I don't think I caught that
last bit? ... Uh huh..."
Tiger, glowering in annoyance, tried to squirm back up again, at least high enough to pull his arms free from Jasmine's shirt. Her chest was soft and squishy, but she also had more mass per breast than he had, period, which meant leaving himself wedged in place would result in his arms falling asleep. He considered trying to get Jas' attention again, but decided that doing so was unlikely to do anything but earn him another shove down.
Jasmine quickly lost herself in her phone call again, glad to finally have a chance to catch up with her old friend- she hadn't seen the canine in months. That tended to happen when your job required so much travel, but that didn't mean the tigress had to enjoy losing contact with high school chums. "Of course I'm still with Macrover! I'm actually on the job right now. Well, not RIGHT now- I'm stopped at a weigh station while the suits go over all my paperwork. I don't think these guys have ever seen a girl my size before, heh heh."
Tiger checked down and to his side. As his girlfriend and coworker had mentioned, several furs with expressions ranging from mildly confused to visibly scared were handing sheets of paper back and forth as they tried to determine whether or not it was legally permissible to let roughly forty-five feet of orange and black beauty roam across the countryside.
"No, no. No issues with the bio-implant. Still working fine, thanks to my little Tiger! He really knows how to control this thing down to the inch!"
He would've normally taken the opportunity to be proud of Jasmine's praise, but Tiger was still a little upset about having been shoved into Jas' Victoria's Secret Compartment. It was a fun spot, to be sure, but not while he was trying to remain professional and look like a respectable businessperson. Not to mention, it was pretty warm in there. And Jas talking his ears off with her size-enhanced voice was just the unpleasant icing on the terrible cake.
"Tiger? Not bad! He came out with me too, of course. It can be hard to tell with him sometimes, but he's actually a real sweetie when he wants to be. Not to mention cute! ... I know, right? Crazy!"
With some relief, Tiger noticed that the weigh station furs appeared to have come to a consensus that Jasmine should be allowed through. However, they seemed less certain that it would be a good idea to disrupt her phone call. One waved the stack of papers in the air and pointed at them, mouthing, "you're good," to Tiger.
Sighing happily, Tiger reached up to poke Jas' wrist. "Okay, Ja-"
"Tiger!" She huffed, yanking her phone to the side and glaring down at him, "I'm on the phone! There's no need to be so rude!"
"But, Jas, they-"
"I haven't talked to Daphne in a good three months, and we aren't going ANYWHERE until those guys finish our paperwork-"
"But they-"
"-so just sit tight and chill for a bit, okay? Good!"
"Now, wait just a second, here, Ja-SMMPH!"
With a little more force than necessary, Jas shoved her boyfriend down into her cleavage until only his furiously-twitching black ears remained visible. "Oof, men! They can be so ridiculous some times! Anyway, Daph, you were saying? Uh huh..."
"MMMPH! MM-FMM RRRRM!"
"Oh, for the love of- Tiger, shush! And stop wriggling around like that! We're in public, someone could see you!"
"Mmmph, mmm-GAH! Oof," Tiger finally popped himself back out and grabbed the edges of Jasmine's shirt as tight as he could, digging in with his claws to prevent another forced breast dive. "We're done! They're letting us through!"
"Oh?"
"The guy down there has been waving to us for nearly two minutes, by now!"
Jas frowned angrily at her boyfriend. "What? Why didn't you say so in the first place? Don't you think he probably has other work to do than sit around waiting for you to pass a message along for him? You can be SO inattentive some times, Tiger! Sheesh!"
"But Jas, I was trying to tell you, but you kept-"
"Sorry, Daphne," Jas explained into her phone, raising her voice even louder to make sure Tiger's complaints didn't interfere, "but I need to get moving again. Tiger forgot to tell me we were cleared to go, so I'll probably need to hustle and make up for lost time. Talk to you later! Bye bye!"
Jasmine held her phone out in front her face, frowning at it momentarily.
"Uh... Tiger, how do you shut it off, again?"
Tiger pointed to a large picture of a red phone. "The one labeled, 'HANG UP.'"
"But I don't want to hang anything up, I just want to end the cal-"
"HANG. UP."
Jas shrugged, and pressed the button. "Daph? Daphne, you still there? ... Nope! It worked! Why can't they just label these things based on what they actually DO, anyway?"
Tiger slapped his forehead. "Jas... Jasmine, I... L-Let's just get going, already," he resignedly sighed.
With a courteous nod to the weigh station employees, the tigress Titan slipped her phone back in her suit and carefully lifted up the large plant bed she'd been assigned to deliver. As she resumed her journey to the 123rd Annual Goodem County Fair Garden Expo, she pointed out to Tiger, "You know, this shrubbery actually looks really nice, don't you think?"
"It is, but it's also kind of expensive-looking," Tiger reminded her, "so be careful. Don't want to lose any branches before we get there."
"Yeah, I heard those gardener-types can get REALLY testy if you mess with their plants, yelling at you and stuff... Which reminds me, I'd better get a move on! You really do need to let me know we can leave, next time, Tiger! It's so rude!"
"But I- But- Oh, never mind!"
<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>
In this story, the "Macrover Moving Company" is introduced. It's the moving company where both Tiger and I work. I won't go into too many details but just to clarify WHY I am macro in this pic, apparently my body structure is compatible with the Macrover's bio-implant that is used to grow their employees. Why do Macrover grow their employees? To move stuff of course! And my tiger snookums is the technician or "techy" who's responsible for controlling and operating the bio-implant device that's inside of me.
Jasmine is the property of yours truly,
and 
is mah bitch! X3Story was written by
vdoArt was commissioned from and drawn by a super-duper artist.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Macro / Micro
Species Tiger
Size 638 x 800px
File Size 85.1 kB
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