"You see, the theory is, that you all have been coming from some other dimension". "One that must be quite a bit smaller by the looks of you...". "There is one trait that all the humans seem to have in common when they arrive in this dimension, they are resistant to just about everything."
Before you could comprehend what he had just said, a black wall of fur and pad grabs you. You are again smothered into his hand. You feel the pressure around you release, expecting the worse to be over... but to your dismay, the fox has just lifted you up and held you high (extremely high for you) above what looked to be a hardwood floor.
You try to scream, but the sensation of free fall comes over you, causing your throat to lock up. You feel your breath leave you as you fall closer to the ground. Your heart is racing to a point where you feel like its going to pop out of your chest. You watch as the ground flies towards you... You shut your eyes tight, and curl up into ball as fast as you can, waiting for instant death.
*THUNK*
You feel shell shocked... as if a bomb just went off next to you... your sore all over and don't even bother moving... Your mind is dizzy with pain... "wait.. im still alive!". You try to move you arms and legs... you begin to think, still extremely sore, how this is possible... nothing seems broken.
You flop over on your back, sending pain to your head... you look up you to what you expect to be a massive room, instead, you see what looks like... "of fuck..." . Hovering above you was the black padded paw of the fox. you try to get the energy to move, but with no avail. The combination of fear and plain soreness has left your body limp. You just stare up....
His paw starts to lower.... you get the energy to shield your head as the soft pad begins to push into you. "all through your head your think... "fuck fuck fuck.. I'm gonna die now... fuck..." As the weight begins to increase, you begin to feel pain, but it was a strange kind. Your expecting excruciating bone breaking intensity, but instead.. you just feel like you have a heavy blanket of sorts on you.. enveloping you in warmth. Has the fox shifts more of his weight, the sensation of the heavy 'blanket' begins to compress your chest, cause you to have trouble breathing.... You begin to panic more has the weight increased. A musky smell fills the little bit of air around you as you try to stay alive. All why this is happening, you can't stop thinking about how your bones haven't snap and the weight crush you flat. Though you feel really uncomfortable, your not in serious pain....
You feel the weight shift off of you this time. You again assess yourself for damage... "holy crap... I'm fine.." you mumble to yourself under your breath. As your heart rate slows to just above normal, you glance up.
You see the giant fox looking down at you, again smiling.
"Well this confirms it, your human".... you giggle a bit at that statement...
The fox kneels down in front of your now sitting form. As you realize the situation your in (again) your heart races has the macro fox lowers itself to look at you again.
You decide it's now or never... you swallow your fear and try to speak "Wh.. who are you?"
The foxes' ears switch at your small voice. He grins, though you can't tell his intentions by it, "my name is Tom, and you, my little human, are now gonna be my
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