**Synopsis:** The cute little anthro squirrel knew that wolves were dangerous, but part of her wanted the danger, wanted to find herself thoroughly unable to escape the wolf's clutches...however, at the last second she got cold feet, instead finding herself with the far less scary fox - but a fox who might nonetheless prove more than equal to the task of controlling the bunny as she craves. Especially with a little hypnosis...
The cutesy anthro squirrel happily bounced her way through the forest collecting nuts that had fallen on the floor, her large tail bouncing behind her. As she paused to bend forwards once more she heard a low growl behind her. She jerked back up in fear, but a paw on her back stopped her from running. "Why such a rush, little squirrel? I'm just a horny wolf looking for a little...distraction."
The squirrel yipped. While she knew that she had deliberately come this way hoping to be found by the wolf. Deliberately bent forwards to make herself a tempting target. She was now no longer sure it was what she wanted. After all, the fantasy of being completely under another's control was hot, but the reality was proving utterly terrifying!
She struggled once again to escape, this time succeeding and darting away as fast as she could. She ran headlong through the forest until she found a little hut. Without thinking she ran in, locking it behind her as she rested, panting, against the door.
A surprised fox looked up at her from a chair. The squirrel glanced around the room in sudden panic. It was a bedsit kind of setup with all the parts of a house in one room, but all she could focus on was the bed. Like her fantasies were somehow materialising around her.
She shook her head and attempted to back away, bumping into the door behind her, which reminded her once more of the dangers awaiting her outside.
She squeaked, uncertain what to do, her breathing tightened her chest as the fox approached her. He was smaller than the wolf and therefore less intimidating, but there was something alluring and dangerous about his self-control. Like he might be a bigger threat than the wolf but wouldn't let you see it coming.
She felt herself gasp a moaned breath, like her pussy couldn't help but respond to finding herself in a predicament that was both so hot and so terrifying. Despite herself she scrambled to open the door, like her brain couldn't quite permit her body to leave itself at the fox's mercy, even though her pussy was now practically soaked at the prospect.
He patted her head but didn't say anything, instead he just pulled out a pocket watch and idly swang it in front of her face.
She wasn't quite sure what it meant and so glanced away again as though she could check through the wall whether the wolf was able to follow her, but something about the pocket watch made her want to look back again, finding it mesmerising to watch as it swang slowly back and forth, like it was slowly her speeding thoughts and helping to relax her.
The fox nodded and reached out for her hand. "Come sit on the bed for me." It didn't feel dangerous to trust him. She found herself walking forwards and doing as he suggested, sitting on the edge of the bed as she continued to watch the absorbing arch of the pocket watch as it swayed back and forth, back and forth.
The fox nodded again. "That's right. It's so easy just to sit and let your brain go blank. There's nothing to worry about here. Nothing to be frightened about, so why not just let yourself sink? Just letting go of all that tension in your body as you drop." He snapped his fingers. The squirrel fell back against the bed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her face took on an even more spaced out look.
He smiled and pocketed the watch. "That's right. You don't need to think. You just need to listen. Listen and obey. It feels so good just to obey, isn't that right?"
"Yes." The word sounded distant, like it wasn't wholly connected to her brain. He nodded. "Yes. It feels so good and so natural and so right to leave the thinking to creatures better suited to it so that you can be free just to be yourself. Now tell me, why did you run into my house in such a hurry?"
"The horny wolf. It was exciting but terrifying to be at his mercy. I couldn't let myself be at his mercy, but I wanted to be at his mercy."
The fox raised an eyebrow. "You wanted for the wolf to catch you?"
"Yes. No. I don't know. I can't-"
"Deeper. Letting all your fears evaporate like a morning mist. There's nothing to be afraid of here."
She stilled, her breathing settling to slow, deep breaths.
"Good girl." He sat himself on the side of the bed, watching her curiously. "Little squirrels tend not to stray so deep into the woods. Did you come here hoping to find the wolf?"
"Yes." She moaned slightly. "It seemed exciting to become his next prey. But then it was terrifying so I ran."
The fox nodded sagely. "Wolves are quite terrifying. But they also know how to take and keep control. And I think that's what really appealed to you. You liked the thought of being under somebody's complete control, didn't you?"
"Yes."
