To celebrate the Equinox, the fox pet's tasks was to capture his obedient nature under the seasonal reddened falling leaves. A somewhat vague command, but the fox knew his Master well enough to assume he was expected to be pretty daring and creative to please him.

The hardest part about the task was not to strip completely in a public national park where hundreds of furs might also enjoy trekking under the beautiful display of the season's colors and easily spot the fox in his most vulnerable state... No. The hardest was to ask a random stranger to capture the best angle of his bare submissive body to sent to his Master.

Sure, the fox could have just opted to take a selfie on his own and avoid the dread and humiliation of exposing himself and his secret to some random unsuspecting stranger, but somehow the fox felt like he would be even more embarrassed later on for showing such a cheap awkward-angled rushed low-quality nude and feeling the disappointment in Sir's response.

No! He had to take the perfect picture!

It had probably taken the fox at least one hour to finally find the courage and make up his mind on who to ask. He needed to ask someone who was trekking alone, for obvious reasons; asking a group would be waaaay too embarrassing! And also someone that was close to his age, so that they'd hopefully better understand (and support) his kinky way of life.

A rather large and muscular moose had fit the criteria, so the fox took a deep breath before calling out to the young looking adult male. The pet had taken the time to express how important it was for him to get that picture and to capture the beautiful colored leaves in the background, but still couldn't excitedly admitting why. Thankfully, the moose was happy to indulge his request.

When the moose was pointing the fox's camera phone at him and taking a few steps back, asking if he was ready, the fox shook his head nervously. Gripping the zipper of his turtleneck with trembling paws, he reminded himself of how it would make his Master proud before carrying on with his intent. His padlocked collar was the first secret to be revealed to the unsuspecting moose.

From this distance, the fox could still spot the moose's eyes narrowing as his jaw seemed to drop wide open. It startled the fox enough to make him reconsider picking him for the task. He thought about trying to ask someone else instead, but no... It had taken this much time just to settle on this guy, who knows how much longer he'd have to wait to find another. With the sun going down alarmingly fast with each slate of 10 minutes, it was now or never!

Seeing as the moose still hadn't said anything negative towards the pet and was still pointing the camera at him diligently, the fox's shivering paw next teased his jeans' front button and tail flap, unclasping both as he started to blush furiously red. The moose was still staring at him with a curious look, so the fox continued, opening his fly and letting his last cloth protection falling down his ankles.

His lack of underwear made it obvious right away what secret the fox was hiding underneath... A shiny metal dome tightly encompassing his privates, held by a sturdy ring around his sack, just like his Master had ordered to. Thankfully it was unusually hot at the start of the season, because otherwise the already twitchy fox would be trembling like a leaf with the combination of his nervous sweat and the cold.

It was impossible to determine what the moose was thinking by looking at his captured expression after the fox had exposed himself, but at least he hadn't left without a word. Or yelled at him. Or beaten him up. Now that he thought about it, there way so many things that could have gone wrong by not telling him ahead of time his intentions. He could just leave him on the spot and steal his phone, calling him a pervert. Or even worse! Taking a picture and then sending it right away to all the registered contacts on his phone, including members of his family!

His Master would probably get a kick out of that last scenario though...

He was technically ready, but still, his standing position wouldn't show his submissive side to his Master enough, so the fox knelt down on the yellowing grass and pretended to be tied up by hiding both his paws behind his back, looking up with an uneasy smile at the camera.

"A-alright, I-I think I'm ready f-for the picture now, M-mister!"