Tony The Tiger

The Start

As Tony the Tiger stared down at my crotch, legs spread, bulge growing, he wrapped his hands around the top of my pants, and slowly pulled down.

It was another boring day at work, the luxurious place called Wal-Mart, where I worked as a cashier. It was most of the time boring, with a few exceptions when peculiar customers would walk in and order a strange order of items. During this week I've counted about four strange customers, one with bleach, alcohol, and a lighter, another with a chair and rope. I was particularly worried about Mr. Rope as I call him. But this day, for whatever reason, had not a single person except for the workers in the store. It was very strange considering that we were always busy. Until someone walked in, but they weren't human. A large, anthropomorphic tiger walked in, looked at a few shelves, then walked away. It was a reoccurring thing, once a month the store would be completely empty, as if everyone forgot what the hell a Wal-Mart is, or if it disappeared. But, he would walk in, stare at the shelves, and the time would vary from five minutes to a few hours.

But, for whatever reason, this week he actually bought something. It was a condom, some rope, and some sheets and blankets. It was strange, but we don't question. He grabbed the items, and walked towards me. He looked me up and down, put the items on the conveyer belt, and started some small talk. He started with, "The names Tony. How has your day been going so far? Anyone come into the store?" It was almost as if he knew that anytime he would arrive that day, no one would come into the store. "Er, no. No customers have walked in today, other than you." I forced a small chuckle after I responded. "Well, I'm throwing a party at my place, and you look like you have nothing else to do." He told me in a nonchalant way, which made it hurt even more after he just told me that it seems like I have nothing to do. "Uh, yeah I don't have much to do, where's it located?" I asked him. "It's at my house, at 423 Acorn St., next to Martin Road." His house is surprisingly close to mine. "Um, yeah I'll see if I can be there, considering my schedule." I told him after scanning all his items. He pulled out the money required and handed it to me, and I put it into the cash register. The rest of my shift was a major blur.

I finally pulled into my driveway, parked my car, and entered my house, then laid down on the couch. I started to drift off to sleep, but I heard a small click. I thought nothing of it and I dozed off, greeting the dream world with my presence. I woke up with Tony slowly closing my front door. I was very startled, but he was quick to make me hush. He put his hand over my mouth, and told me to stay quiet. "Why didn't you attend my party? I invited you because I thought you looked fun." He told me as he crossed his arms. "Er, uh, sorry I fell asleep. Was tired after today." I responded to him. I don't know why I felt like I owed him something. "Well, what did you do that was so tiring? Mind giving me an example?" He sounded a little desperate. "Uh, work? What did you think I did?" He seemed disappointed, and he approached a little closer to me. "Well, I thought it was something like this," He opened my legs with his hands, and started to head towards my dick. I closed my legs and yelled "What the fuck are you doing?! I did not consent to any of this! You even broke into my house!" He seemed very hurt, which made me calm down for some reason. I apologized for whatever reason, and he took that as an invitation to continue. At this point I was too tired to even argue so I just let it happen. He spread my legs with his hand, and started to touch over my crotch, his hands sliding up my body to my chest. His hands were extremely soft, resulting in my relaxing even further. He looked down towards my dick, and watched the bulge grow as he fondled with it. There he was, Tony, looking at my cock, playing with it through the pants, and he suddenly gripped the top of my pants and underwear, and slowly pulled it downward.