The fox’s smile only faltered slightly. With the free foot paw, he preceded to kick the human once in the ribs. Causing him to cough and sputter, cursing under his breath. He dare not try anything yet. The human decided to wait until better circumstances to revolt. If he tried now, it would surly lead to his immediate death. “Look at you human, wallowing in your filth, I should have just killed you with the others. But that would be to easy now, we still have more to do.” The fox pulled the chair up closer to the human, now lying on the floor in pain. An 8ft tall fox kicking him in the stomach hobbled him for a moment, but he could still move. The fox was now right next to the humans still form, sitting the chair casually crossing his legs. The human hadn’t noticed it until now, but just the single paw emanated a foul stench. The fox uncrossed his legs, “Okay human, lets see how competent you are, untie my boot.” The fox shoved what must have been a size 18 into the humans chest. The human didn’t move. He just stared. “I see, so this is how it’s going to be.” The fox stood up applying heavy pressure on the poor humans chest. Lucky enough, it didn’t break any ribs. The Fox now towered over the human his sheer sized displayed. “Untie it, slave.”
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