The sudden outcry gives you pause, not because of the panicked tone, but of the sound of the voice itself. It's not squawky and chirpy like you would expect of a bird, more like a small mammal, like... you. Curious, you turn your head to look behind you, and are surprised to see that what's pinned there isn't a Pidgey- it's a Zorua, about your size, wide-eyed with his front paws desperately trying to push your rump away. He looks you in the eye and stutters out another plea.
"P-please... I don't want to... erm..." He seems to run out of words, glances up at your looming tailhole, then quickly back to your face. "I'll do whatever you want! Just please, let me go!"
You're still more amused than anything, having unwittingly caught the small illusion fox. Your butt's still hungry, but you've got half a mind to let him go... He is pretty cute, and you've been needing a playmate. It'd be a shame to let that cute little body become Vulpix pudge, right...?
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