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Art by shiverz
Story by Brandon Kosinski
and IceLeung

It all started when the humble vixen had openly asked the platform full of waiting travelers if anyone had a dollar for the vending machine. While some just ignored her, and others offered excuses or politely lied, one particular individual had turned up her nose and sneered! "Do I have a dollar? Ha! Of course I do!" she'd said as she pushed her way past. "But not for you!"

The vixen had held her tongue as she let the snooty lady pass, but as soon as she had, she whispered. "Oh, we'll see about that!"

The doors swished shut and the train started moving. She eyed the jackal with interest, taking in every detail and formulating a plan. She was wearing a flashy, eye-catching skirt suit that just screamed high price. Her wide brimmed hat, cane, belt and heels all tied the look together, complementing the skirt, blouse and blazer perfectly. She was obviously trying quite hard to be the center of attention, so the vixen decided to make her exactly that! She sat down across from her and the jackal found herself unable to look away as they locked eyes and the vixen worked her magic, rendering her hypnotised!

"Tell me your name…"

"Sandra Duskheart…" her own voice sounded foreign to the jackal and she realized she'd not meant to reply!

"Stand up and pose all fancy for me!"

Sandra rose to her feet! She was very alarmed by this, as she hadn't intended to leave her seat! She began to sweat, the realization of what was happening swiftly setting in!

"Hey folks, my dear friend Sandra has had a change of heart!" The vixen bellowed! "Not only is she going to give me that dollar I asked for, but she just told me she wants to give away everything she's got on her! And not just the loose change in her pocket! Oh, no! She'll give you the pockets, too! Her whole outfit is up for grabs to anyone who might be interested! The only catch is you can only have one request per person! Isn't that right?"

Sandra felt herself nodding, though not by her own will! A big smile spread over her face, sheepishly begging everyone not to take up the offer. Sadly, the smile came off as alluring, and a crowd formed around her!

It didn't take long for her new handler to get things underway. Sandra winced as she called out, “Now don’t be shy folks; what's coming off first?"

A dusty business coyote stepped forward. She hesitated a moment, looking down at her own worn out pumps, then over at Sandra's stylish kicks. "What size are those?" She asked, pointing at the jackal's paws.

“Oh, let's find out! Sandy, be a doll and step out of these darling high-heels of yours! Seems someone wants to take a walk in a rich lady's shoes!"

Sandra wedged her heels against one another and stepped out of them. Her beautiful paws remained poised up on tip-toe, as if her designer stilettos were still there beneath her. Her nylons stretched across her toes as she spread them out, pads flat to the floor.

"My, my!" The vixen teased, holding up the jackal's high-heels. "What big paws you have! Hehe! Size 10 canine with luxurious cushioned soles and modest heels! You want 'em?"

"I've got pretty big paws, myself!" The coyote laughed! "Those will fit me nicely!"

“Heh, big and pretty, to be sure! Enjoy them!" the vixen snickered and handed the shoes over before turning her focus back to the crowd. "What's next? Come on! EVERYTHING is up for grabs!"

Description
Art by shiverz
Story by Brandon Kosinski
and IceLeung

It all started when the humble vixen had openly asked the platform full of waiting travelers if anyone had a dollar for the vending machine. While some just ignored her, and others offered excuses or politely lied, one particular individual had turned up her nose and sneered! "Do I have a dollar? Ha! Of course I do!" she'd said as she pushed her way past. "But not for you!"

The vixen had held her tongue as she let the snooty lady pass, but as soon as she had, she whispered. "Oh, we'll see about that!"

The doors swished shut and the train started moving. She eyed the jackal with interest, taking in every detail and formulating a plan. She was wearing a flashy, eye-catching skirt suit that just screamed high price. Her wide brimmed hat, cane, belt and heels all tied the look together, complementing the skirt, blouse and blazer perfectly. She was obviously trying quite hard to be the center of attention, so the vixen decided to make her exactly that! She sat down across from her and the jackal found herself unable to look away as they locked eyes and the vixen worked her magic, rendering her hypnotised!

"Tell me your name…"

"Sandra Duskheart…" her own voice sounded foreign to the jackal and she realized she'd not meant to reply!

"Stand up and pose all fancy for me!"

Sandra rose to her feet! She was very alarmed by this, as she hadn't intended to leave her seat! She began to sweat, the realization of what was happening swiftly setting in!

"Hey folks, my dear friend Sandra has had a change of heart!" The vixen bellowed! "Not only is she going to give me that dollar I asked for, but she just told me she wants to give away everything she's got on her! And not just the loose change in her pocket! Oh, no! She'll give you the pockets, too! Her whole outfit is up for grabs to anyone who might be interested! The only catch is you can only have one request per person! Isn't that right?"

Sandra felt herself nodding, though not by her own will! A big smile spread over her face, sheepishly begging everyone not to take up the offer. Sadly, the smile came off as alluring, and a crowd formed around her!

It didn't take long for her new handler to get things underway. Sandra winced as she called out, “Now don’t be shy folks; what's coming off first?"

A dusty business coyote stepped forward. She hesitated a moment, looking down at her own worn out pumps, then over at Sandra's stylish kicks. "What size are those?" She asked, pointing at the jackal's paws.

“Oh, let's find out! Sandy, be a doll and step out of these darling high-heels of yours! Seems someone wants to take a walk in a rich lady's shoes!"

Sandra wedged her heels against one another and stepped out of them. Her beautiful paws remained poised up on tip-toe, as if her designer stilettos were still there beneath her. Her nylons stretched across her toes as she spread them out, pads flat to the floor.

"My, my!" The vixen teased, holding up the jackal's high-heels. "What big paws you have! Hehe! Size 10 canine with luxurious cushioned soles and modest heels! You want 'em?"

"I've got pretty big paws, myself!" The coyote laughed! "Those will fit me nicely!"

“Heh, big and pretty, to be sure! Enjoy them!" the vixen snickered and handed the shoes over before turning her focus back to the crowd. "What's next? Come on! EVERYTHING is up for grabs!"