Sold at the coffeeshop (4k) (Patreon)

Restlessly, you walk around inside of the glass jar that some blonde bimbo put you inside of. Just how did you manage to let yourself get caught? You weren’t even the only one… it seemed like there were at least 10 others along with you, but who even cared, who kept count?

High above you, a glass stopper prevented you and your fellow tinies from escaping, even if you tried to work together. There was no way out, there was no way to escape. All you could really do, was await what was coming your way. It had been hours now since you got caught, and with nothing else to do, you spent your time walking around the glass jar; seeing if there was any way you could escape. Your fellow tinies, needless to say, got quite restless from you… and as the first rays of sunlight hit the jar, a fight broke out.

Perhaps thankfully, your captor had returned just in time to prevent the fighting from escalating. However not exactly by interfering. No instead, loud rumbles announced her arrival, and as she came into view, you noticed she was wearing a white shirt underneath a dark apron. Clearly she was going to work… but what confused you even more, was the fact that your prison got lifted. You and your fellow ‘inmates’ were coming along for the ride.

It didn’t take long until you arrived at your destination. With your glass prison under her arm, you arrived at a spacious coffeeshop. She opened the door with the keys, before your prison got put down on the counter, right next to the cash register. Here, your captor grabbed a little piece of cardboard and a pen, with which she started writing. Curiously, you tried to read what she wrote… but as you did, your heart sank.

“Freshly caught tinies! $10” the little makeshift sign read, before your captor put it in front of the glass jar, the text facing away from you. Even though not everyone had caught what was written, the fact that the piece of cardboard was put up like some sort of sign was already enough for the others to realize what was going on as well. Your captor didn’t even pay attention to you or your fellow caught tinies. She was hard at work preparing other pastries, along with coffee. Several hours went by, before she finally moved over to the front door, and opened them. Business hours had begun.

It didn’t take long before the first customers came in. Multiple women dressed in business outfits came in, and multiple checked the jar you found yourself in. It didn’t take long before a first woman showed interest, and after her booming words from above asked for one of you, the glass stopper on top of the jar got lifted for the first time. Without a care in the world, one of your fellow ‘inmates’ got lifted out of the jar, before being handed over to the woman. She simply smiled to the guy on her hand, before she took her fresh coffee and left.

This process went on throughout the day. Time after time, your fellow inmates got lifted out of the jar, before being sold off to the customers that came into the coffeeshop. Several got eaten on the spot, whilst some other women felt like it’d be more fun to play around with their newly acquired ‘pets’. Some disappeared inside the pantyhose / panties right in front of your eyes, whilst others were being chased around the store, or even put inside of people’s shoes. Finally, you were left all alone on the bottom of the jar, when a gorgeous looking kitsune came walking in. She ordered her coffee, before her purple eyes fell on you. You felt your heart sink as you made eye contact, but despite your doubts, you got up onto your feet, and walked to the glass barrier that separated you from the gorgeous kitsune in front of you. As she towered over you, she accepted her coffee… but then, those words that both made you hopeful, yet also shook you to the core with fear trembled over you.
“excuse me… could I have the last tiny to go please?”