[b][u][center]The Sissy Stall For bp By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Jake hadn’t expected to end up in one of the mall’s lingerie stores, but there was always the chance to hit an underwear store when one was shopping for one’s girlfriend...or friend that was a girl, in this case. The gray and striped cat looked down at the latest thong that he’d pulled off of the shelves, tugging it a bit before putting it back. [i]Nah, she’d kill me if I suggested wearing that,[/i] he thought. It was hard to come up with something good for a friend that he’d never seen naked. They were of a suitable enough figure for some of these pairs of underwear, but he didn’t know if the shapes or styles would suit her, or make her happy. He just had to guess, and he hated guessing like that. The cat moved into another aisle, only to find himself face to chest with a rather tall dragon. He looked up slowly from the bit of blue chest scales that showed through the neck of the shirt to the dragon’s face, and blushed slightly as the bigger male looked down at him with a knowing smile. “Heh, shopping for someone else, or yourself, kitty?” “Just...looking for something for a friend.” “For a friend, huh?” He knew that look. He’d seen it a hundred times when he’d come through shops like this in the past. Just because he had a bit of a bigger butt and swished a little - [i]Not all gay men are panty-wearers.[/i] Shaking his head a few times, he moved to step around the dragon, but the big blue only stepped to the side to block him. Jake looked up, his blush getting worse as the dragon chuckled. “What’s the matter? Wanting something plain and boring?” “I'm not looking for me.” “Really? You got the ass for it.” The dragon only made it worse as he reached down, stroking the cat along the side of his mouth. He had felt that more than once. The feeling of someone stroking there, getting ready to force his mouth open around a cock...it was very familiar to him, and so was the cocky confidence on the dragon’s face. He snorted, pulling his head back, and felt a most unwilling hardness in his pants. “I’m not buying for me!” “Heh, hey, suit yourself. I’m just getting something for someone that needs to look pretty. If you don’t want to…” “Fuuuuuuck you.” He shook his head, and turned to leave. Unfortunately, that meant that he never saw the tail coming down against the back of his head. # Jake woke up with a throbbing headache and - to his surprise - a throbbing boner. The cat groaned, shaking his head a few times, and looked down, only to blush like the sun. “What the fuck?!” “You might wanna keep it down, kitty-cat.” That voice. That was the dragon. He whipped his head from the lacy panties that didn’t hide his dick at all, looking over his shoulder at the dragon that stood behind him. The big blue was just undoing some sort of hook that went up to the top of the dressing room, letting the cat’s arms free, but it was not just to let him go, he was sure. Jake pulled his hands back, and realized that they were tied together at the wrists. “What do you want? What the hell do you want?” “Nothing that you can’t give, I’m sure, heh.” The dragon stepped around him, sitting down on the bench at the back of the dressing stall. It was just big enough for the blue dragon to sit on, and as he did, the cat was suddenly incredibly aware of the thick bulge that pushed forward at the front of the dragon’s pants. Whoever he was, he was packing. He shook his head, pushing that free. “You...you think I’m just gonna…” “Heh, why not?” “I might not even be gay, you dick.” “Oh, you’re gay. I know what you are.” Chuckling, the blue dragon looked him right in the eye, and despite everything, Jake couldn’t look away as his kidnapper started rubbing, stroking his bulge. “You’re just a little slut on the inside. Walking around, trying not to attract attention, but not because you don’t want it. You just know that you’re gonna cave the minute someone tries to get it from you. You pretend that it bothers you, but we both know what you really want. You want what I got here.” Jake’s cheeks couldn’t get redder, but he swore that the panties - how did he even wake up with those on him? - were getting tighter and tighter around his cock. He wasn’t getting harder, he swore. He wasn’t. But the dragon was, and holy hell it was getting to be a big one. He blushed worse and worse as he tracked the bulge running down from the dragon’s crotch over his thigh and down his leg. That had to be at least ten inches, maybe more. He felt every little gap in the panties he’d somehow been forced into, felt them digging into his cock, leaving some sort of lacy pattern behind, and he shivered as he felt himself starting to drip. [i]Not horny. Not wanting this.[/i] Except that some part of him obviously was. The dragon reached down, pulling his zipper out of the way, and he groaned as he saw the base of the dragon’s shaft. It was [i]fat,[/i] so thick that he knew that it was going to hurt to take it if the dragon decided it needed to go up his ass. Jake shivered, turning his head towards the door. [i]No way out...he locked it...can’t get it open without my hands…[/i] And they were too close to him, too messed up with the rope. He was stuck. By the time he turned around again, the dragon had his cock out, and it was just as big as he imagined it. At least ten inches, maybe eleven, it throbbed and drooled with enough pre to drown an unlucky or unskilled sub, and he could tell that it was going to stretch his mouth or his ass a lot more than he was used to. Jake gulped, slowly shaking his head. There was no escape, though. The dragon crooked his finger, and the cat went to his knees, slowly moving forward. As he shuffled, his cock slid around in the panties, and he bit back moans as he started oozing more, soaking the front of the panties and probably damaging the lace. [i]Oh, fuck, it’s not even paid for. There’s a price tag back there,[/i] he thought, feeling it rubbing against the back of his leg. When he was kneeling between the dragon’s legs, the big brute smiled at him. He was seated in such a way that only the cat’s legs could be seen from under the door, keeping it from being so obvious what was going to happen. Jake whimpered, looking up from that thick shaft to the dragon’s face. “Please…” “Oh, well, if you’re going to ask nicely.” For a moment, he thought that he was going to get lucky. But no. The dragon grabbed him by the ears, and yanked him down. That first thrust buried the dragon’s cock down his throat, making him cough and gag, and the second was no better as it hammered down the back of his throat. In and out, in and out, so fast that he barely had time to register that it had left before it was right back again. The dragon didn’t let him bob, didn’t let him suck or swallow. All he did was drag his face back and forth, up and down, face-fucking him hard and fast. He coughed and spluttered at the extreme speed and girth that he was supposed to deal with, and started to crave the few times that his captor dragged him all the way down to the base. At least there, he could suck, swallow, hold his position for a bit to recover before the face-fucking started again in earnest. Up and down, up and down he was forced, each time made to swallow a little more, a little further than the last. He coughed and sputtered when he pulled back to the tip, barely swallowing enough pre to keep from drowning or choking on the shaft, but the dragon didn’t let him stop. Through it all, he was rock hard. He didn’t know why, didn’t want to know why, but he was. The cat panted as his cock drooled on the ground, the dragon grunting and panting over him, muttering under his breath. “Heh, look at the little sissy kitty. Knew that you’d look good in panties. You like it, huh? You like being on your knees in front of a guy with a big dick? Bet you like getting throat-fucked just as much as you like it up the ass.” His eyes were watering as the dragon dragged him all the way to the base, making him suck and swallow hard to avoid choking himself out. Everything was a blur, everything was hard to see. He couldn’t...couldn’t… And then he was back off of the shaft. The cat gasped for breath, staring at the bobbing rod, seeing the dragon stroking it. “That’s it, kitty. Mouth wide open. Take your load like a good little sissy, a good little cock loving, cum guzzling slut.” For some reason, he did just that. He opened his mouth, and stuck out his tongue, and as he knelt there, he felt it. White seed rained down on his face, covering him with the musky goo, and some of the silky lines of it landed on his whiskers, making them droop along the sides of his face. The dragon chuckled, tapping his cock against the cat’s cheek, and then stood up. Jake didn’t even know how it had happened, but the dragon was gone before he knew it. And he was still kneeling there, his cock right on the verge of orgasm, drooling through the lace. [i]I can’t...how…[/i] “Hey, what is this, the sissy stall?” Jake’s eyes went wide, and he slowly turned, seeing a large rat standing in the doorway with a growing bulge. Perhaps his struggles weren’t over yet… [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]