*
Gryn patted the front of his briefs. The cotton fabric strained against his semi-hard cock leaving a modest bulge. He took a moment to jostle his package, giving a smirk of self-satisfaction. "Hope you're enjoying yourself down there. I know I am, my little lion."
A small lump shifted on his underwear. Pinned between the blue-skinned shaft and the hot-pink briefs, Sieg squirmed. The white lion was very familiar with the dark, sweet smelling climate of his temporary home-inside-of-home.
Sieg had scarcely made it through the door after work when his partner had blocked his path. Gryn was wearing only his briefs, a pair that perfectly showed off his assets and Sieg knew all too well from the saber's thirst-trap photos. Before the lion could protest about his very long, very tiring day, the saber had whipped out his phone--apparently kept in the blue cat's underwear band.
Sieg's world grew around him rapidly as his body compressed into itself. The saber's hungry gaze followed Sieg's descent down. And down. And even further down. Well past his usual height of 6", Sieg found himself a paltry 2".
Gryn's eager claws plucked the tiny lion and brought him up to the tip of his muzzle. "Welcome home, dear. I've been waiting to play with you all day. Now that you're home... We can relax. Together."
Without warning, the lion was lowered rapidly and shoved into the saber's briefs. He clung to the soft blue flesh once the hand released him, hoping to keep from sliding down to the bottom.
As the saber went about his evening, Sieg was subject to many gropes and the increasing pressure on his body as Gryn's arousal rose. The blue cat's musk built up, as did the heat. In his flannel shirt, the lion couldn't hope to hold on for long.
The rocking motion of the package and the warmth wrapping his body lulled Sieg into a soft slumber as the large saber smiled fondly. The faintest of snores was met with a light chuckle and a two-fingered petting of his bulge.
Sieg awoke sometime later, his lungs no longer filled with the sweet musk of Gryn. Instead, cool air drifted across him. His nose twitched as he picked up a familiar smell. The last thing he had remembered was being shoved into on of his partner's briefs.
Yet, here he was, no longer bathed in pink but instead laying on a pure white hill ringed with baby blue. As he looked further, the smooth blue gave way to soft tans and orange fields of short grass--fur, he realized.
His gaze drifted up before landing on the face of a giant tiger. The orange-striped face of his other partner, Yorick, was locked in focus on a paperback in his hands. Sieg's stirring on the mound beneath him grabbed Yorick's attention.
The piercing blue eyes slid from the book and onto the lion. "Welcome back, sweetie. I'm glad you're awake."
"Yorick...? What happened? Wasn't I with Gryn?"
The tiger above chuckled. "Gryn was a little... over eager. He got very concerned when you passed out from his teasing. I sent him to his room to calm down while I let you wake back up." The tiger's paw drifted down and he trailed a claw tip along the lion's back sending shivers down Sieg's spine.
"So you put me on a pillow?"
The tiger's eyes narrowed as his smile grew smug. "Now, hun, why would I put you on a pillow? Gryn's briefs must've addled you pretty bad. Take another sniff."
Sieg's took a deep breath and looked around as his eyes widened. The cotton hill was the tiger's bulge. His own briefs with colored-trim. The natural scent of the tiger, light and slightly spicy, was mingled with soap.
"Now, I just took my shower, so it shouldn't be too bad down there. Have fun, cutie." The tiger's finger pushed down, forcing the lion down onto his belly.
It was going to be a relaxing night.
*
~~~
Some self-indulgent YCHs featuring Sieg, Gryn and Yorick I got from https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/solacelunis/
Story is a rough idea from me written as I looked at them just now... They're... very good pics.
#micro #briefs #furryart #furrynsfw #lion #tiger #shrinking #microfiction
