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It was a bustling day in Zootopia. Just like any other. Walking back to his apartment was a fox named Nick Wilde. He had recently just been accepted as part of the ZPD. Their first ever fox officer. True, he had a slightly questionable past, but his days of running from the law were over. His past was behind him. Literally.

"Wilde?," a large gruff voice said from behind the fox. Nick stopped in his tracks. He recognized that voice well enough to know exactly who was behind him. Sure enough, he turned around and saw two giant polar bears in tracksuits. Exactly what he would have expected.

"Raymond, Kevin? Hey, what're you guys doing outta Tundratown?" Nick asked with a nervous chuckle. He knew these two were goons of the most feared crime boss in Tundratown, Mr Big. Nick was allied with Mr Big once, but that relationship went south quickly after he found out that the rug Nick sold him was made from the fur of a skunk's butt.

"We come with a message from Mr Big," Raymond told him. Nick knew that couldn't be good. "Just because your friend saved his daughter's life doesn't mean you're forgiven just yet."

"Okay, thanks guys, I'll keep that in mind. See you round." He tried to turn back around and run away, but Kevin was standing in the way. There was no escaping whatever was to come.

"I'm not finished. He also said to give you a reminder. A little punishment."

"A-and wh-wha-what is it?" The fox asked, his voice quivering with fear.

"Well he never specified, but he trusted us to come up with one. Nothing horrible, but something that'll hurt. And we came up with something on the way here I think'll do nicely."

Raymond reached a first into Nick's slacks and took hold of the fabric underneath. Kevin did the same from the back. Nick froze even stiller than he already was. The two polar bears pulled and both ends of his briefs shot out of his pants at once, like a rocket. He let out a cry of pain louder and stronger than a lion's roar.

"Hahahaha, nice whities, Wilde," Raymond bellowed, dropping some of his professional exterior. "I think they look better like this."

Raymond yanked hard on his underwear, causing a small whimper from Nick. Kevin wasted no time in doing the same, earning a loud yelp from the fox. They continued sawing in a steady beat, leaving the fox to produce a concert of whimpers, yelps, and shrieks. Every pull stretched his dorky briefs out furthur, farther than Nick ever would have thought they could stretch. The fox kicked his legs and flailed like he was trying to run on air.

Bystanders heard him and saw him and found the scene extremely amusing. Plenty of mammals stopped to stare at his humiliating scenario, and plenty of others were laughing. Some were even recording and livestreaming the punishment.

Finally, after 20 minutes, but what felt to Nick like hours, they finally stopped. They carelessly dropped him back onto the sidewalk, but Nick ignored the pain, simply relieved that he was out of the bears' clutches.

"I hope you got the message, fox." Raymond said to Nick. Nick nodded in response. "Good, now one last thing." He took out his phone and took a couple pictures of Nick, undies stretched behind him like a giant blanket and butt in the air. The two polar bears were finally satisfied and took off laughing.

Nick got back up and assessed the damage to his briefs. It looked like you could gift wrap a rhino with his underwear. Some bystanders left now that the fun part was over, but some still stuck around laughing. Nick thought about walking back to his apartment, since that was really the only thing he could do right now and the best place he could think of to get new underwear. He picked his underwear back up, started walking back, and prayed that no one he knew would see him like this.

Description
It was a bustling day in Zootopia. Just like any other. Walking back to his apartment was a fox named Nick Wilde. He had recently just been accepted as part of the ZPD. Their first ever fox officer. True, he had a slightly questionable past, but his days of running from the law were over. His past was behind him. Literally.

"Wilde?," a large gruff voice said from behind the fox. Nick stopped in his tracks. He recognized that voice well enough to know exactly who was behind him. Sure enough, he turned around and saw two giant polar bears in tracksuits. Exactly what he would have expected.

"Raymond, Kevin? Hey, what're you guys doing outta Tundratown?" Nick asked with a nervous chuckle. He knew these two were goons of the most feared crime boss in Tundratown, Mr Big. Nick was allied with Mr Big once, but that relationship went south quickly after he found out that the rug Nick sold him was made from the fur of a skunk's butt.

"We come with a message from Mr Big," Raymond told him. Nick knew that couldn't be good. "Just because your friend saved his daughter's life doesn't mean you're forgiven just yet."

"Okay, thanks guys, I'll keep that in mind. See you round." He tried to turn back around and run away, but Kevin was standing in the way. There was no escaping whatever was to come.

"I'm not finished. He also said to give you a reminder. A little punishment."

"A-and wh-wha-what is it?" The fox asked, his voice quivering with fear.

"Well he never specified, but he trusted us to come up with one. Nothing horrible, but something that'll hurt. And we came up with something on the way here I think'll do nicely."

Raymond reached a first into Nick's slacks and took hold of the fabric underneath. Kevin did the same from the back. Nick froze even stiller than he already was. The two polar bears pulled and both ends of his briefs shot out of his pants at once, like a rocket. He let out a cry of pain louder and stronger than a lion's roar.

"Hahahaha, nice whities, Wilde," Raymond bellowed, dropping some of his professional exterior. "I think they look better like this."

Raymond yanked hard on his underwear, causing a small whimper from Nick. Kevin wasted no time in doing the same, earning a loud yelp from the fox. They continued sawing in a steady beat, leaving the fox to produce a concert of whimpers, yelps, and shrieks. Every pull stretched his dorky briefs out furthur, farther than Nick ever would have thought they could stretch. The fox kicked his legs and flailed like he was trying to run on air.

Bystanders heard him and saw him and found the scene extremely amusing. Plenty of mammals stopped to stare at his humiliating scenario, and plenty of others were laughing. Some were even recording and livestreaming the punishment.

Finally, after 20 minutes, but what felt to Nick like hours, they finally stopped. They carelessly dropped him back onto the sidewalk, but Nick ignored the pain, simply relieved that he was out of the bears' clutches.

"I hope you got the message, fox." Raymond said to Nick. Nick nodded in response. "Good, now one last thing." He took out his phone and took a couple pictures of Nick, undies stretched behind him like a giant blanket and butt in the air. The two polar bears were finally satisfied and took off laughing.

Nick got back up and assessed the damage to his briefs. It looked like you could gift wrap a rhino with his underwear. Some bystanders left now that the fun part was over, but some still stuck around laughing. Nick thought about walking back to his apartment, since that was really the only thing he could do right now and the best place he could think of to get new underwear. He picked his underwear back up, started walking back, and prayed that no one he knew would see him like this.