Dixie was always a bit of a naughty vixen. She had been getting into trouble on a weekly basis ever since kindergarten, and her acts of disobedience varied from harmless fun to serious offences. In her school years, it was rare for her to go a full week without at least 1 detention, and her mischief hadn't gotten much better after graduation.

So many had fallen victim to her practical jokes over the years. There was the usual toilet-papering of people's houses, as well as the occasional breaking-and-entering and stealing their undergarments, or even the outright sexual harassment. One time, she got in trouble with the law after she went to a concert dressed as the lead singer, and was able to have some fun with her "bandmates" in the back rooms.

For some reason, Dixie had a fascination with butts, and found that her own butt was especially alluring. She took great pride in her shapely behind and would often show it off whenever she had the chance. Sometimes she would wear a short skirt or dress, or a pair of booty shorts, to catch people off-guard and turn their attention toward her rear, flaunting both her cheeky nature AND her actual cheeks.

So, it didn't come as a big shock when she learnt one of her favorite pranks was also her favorite kink: mooning. The thrill she got from pulling her pants down and showing the world her bare bum was indescribable, and she would do so every chance she got. Her victims included pedestrians, people in their cars, and anyone else unfortunate enough to be around when she felt the urge to flash her butt to them.

She had seen jaws drop, hearts skip beats, looks of disgust, tilts of curiosity and of course, lustful stares. Sometimes she'd even get a honk, usually from a guy, and would often reply by sticking her butt out and wiggling it a little. It was an amusing pastime for the young fox, especially when the driver was too distracted by her kind display and drove off the road or into another car.

However, the authorities weren't too amused by her antics, and it never took long for whatever the nearest precinct was to know her name and face.

Which was quite an achievement, as Dixie also had an interest in travelling. Some of it genuine, believe it or not.

Geography was pretty much the only subject she enjoyed, during her school days, and the only one she was pretty good at. The idea of other cultures in other countries fascinated her, though it wasn't an immediate reason to enjoy learning. That, and sometimes Gym class, if it involved a sport like dodgeball, where she could really do some damage to her classmates.

Back in the present. Dixie had already landed in her first stop on her world tour: Japan.

She arrived at the hotel yesterday, and just in time for this year's Tsukimi, the annual "moon-viewing" festival.

For the most part, it was just what she expected it to be. A decently big part in the middle of the streets, some food, some meh-tier entertainment, a bit of singing & dancing, nothing too fancy.

"Man..." Dixie sighed, looking at the festival from afar. "This sucks. I've barely been here for 24 hours, and this is already boring. Is that really the best you guys can do? I've seen more energy at a wake."

She knew no-one was close enough to hear her, and even if they could, there was a fairly high chance to anyone within earshot wouldn't have even been able to understand her, through the language barrier.

It was then she got a naughty, familiar idea. This was the "moon" festival, after all. She could put her kink to work, and have a little fun.

She scanned the area, to see what was happening, and who was around. The place was pretty packed, but she could probably still get away with what she had in mind. And even if she was caught, what could they do?

A wicked smile crossed her face, and the naughty vixen put her idea into motion, turning to face away from the crowd.

Her yukata, as pretty as it might have been, simply wouldn't do. Not with the attire beneath that she felt was MUCH more important for the world to bear witness to.

With her back turned to the crowds, the fox slowly pulled the obi around her waist, until it fell to the ground.

Dixie then untied the belt of the yukata, and slowly began to pull it up, making sure to go at a tantalizingly slow pace to tease herself, before the grand reveal.

The vixen bit her lip, the excitement starting to bubble. She could feel the cool breeze hitting her legs right beneath rear, as it was about to be exposed to the outside world.

Soon,deciding to get to the good part, it was high enough that her furry bum was now on display, even more so as she bent over slightly.

She had decided not to wear underwear that day, so she could have that extra, special thrill. It also meant she could feel the wind between her legs and against her sensitive vulva.

Stifling her giggles at the naughty act, Dixie looked behind her and raised her tail, lifting it up and out of the way, so her pussy could get some air.

"Now THIS is worth celebrating over." Dixie muttered to herself, with a wicked smile on her lips.

She couldn't see much from her position, but what she could see was that a LOT of people had their eyes on her, and had their full attention.

Most were blushing and stammering, their eyes locked on her bare bottom.

Apparently, she had garnered more attention than she had expected, and a lot faster, too...

Which only this all the better for the kinky vixen.

"What's the matter?" Dixie said, as she looked around. "Don't tell me you've never seen a girl's ass before."

It was clear to her that a lot of them couldn't understand a word she was saying, but judging by their reactions, her message had gotten across.

Whether that message was supposed to be a gift or an insult was up to each person's guess, but it didn't really matter. This bewildering display of private flesh was unbelievable, and it didn't take long for the sight to get from the public to the police.

"Hey, what's going on here?!" One of the officers shouted, as he pushed his way through the crowds.

"Whoops, looks like I'm out of time." Dixie giggled, before pulling her yukata back down over her rear and darting off, beginning the chase.

It was a mad dash to try and escape the authorities, and with so many people around, it made it very difficult to move around.

But Dixie didn't 100% expect to escape, and it wasn't long before she was cornered and caught.

"Hey, hey, let go of me!" The vixen cried, as two of the 6 police officers dragged her away. "You can't do this to me!"

"We can, young lady." One of the officers told her as they took her to the station.

As she was walked through the crowd, she received three mixed responses from the spectators. The first was just some shocked looks and gasps from the still-flabbergasted party-goers, the second were some boos and jeers from the disgusted adults, and the third were some supportive cheers and wolf whistles from the few younger spectators that thought she was "hot", and were impressed with her courage.

At the station, Dixie was booked and fingerprinted, and was taken into the interrogation room.

She waited, but not for long. To her surprise, it took only about 10 minutes for someone to come into the room with her, and not with anything she expected them to.

This time, it was a female police officer, and she wasn't holding any kind of paperwork, pens or anything that standard procedure required.

Instead, it was some kind of long, cotton cloth, and a roll of medical tape.

"What are those?" Dixie asked. "Some kind of restraints or something?"

"No." The policewoman replied, holding the cloth thing in both hands, letting it unfold so that Dixie could see what it was, and made her lower her ears at the sight of it, as well as what she might have planned for it.

A fundoshi. A white, traditional Japanese loincloth.

"Oh, no." Dixie shook her head. "You are not putting me on that."

"Yes, I am." The officer nodded, tossing the underwear to the bad fox girl. "That is, IF you would not rather put it on yourself. Strip yourself of your yakuta; you have disgraced its meaning."

"Fine." Dixie sighed, and started removing her yukata, and doing it slowly and seductively, just as she had earlier.

Her actions only made the cop's blood boil, and once her clothes were off, the officer quickly grabbed the fundoshi and got it over her crotch area.

It wasn't the most revealing nor the most flattering. It looked like something she picked up from a market stall at the festival for the equivalent of about $5.

Of course, Dixie at least had the decency to wear a bra before she left the hotel room; it was just her butt she wanted people to see.

Now half-dressed, the cop moved behind her and placed her hands before her back, before she started tying the medical tape around them, leaving enough of it on either side for a couple of people to lead her like a mule.

"Alright, let's go." The cop said, as she and her fellow officer led Dixie out of the room and back towards the entrance of the building she was brought through.

"Wait, what're you doing?!" Dixie asked.

"Well, since you were the one who decided to show off your body, in the spirit of the festival, we shall grant you your wish." The female cop told her as she led her to the front door. "You will walk back the same way you came here. Only, this time, with no clothes, and in this fundoshi."

"WHAT?!" Dixie yelped.

"The punishment of public nudity is a fitting one for the crime." She told her as the doors opened.

The festival continued as normal, with a few heads turning to look at their latest criminal.

A few were shocked, a few were disgusted, a few were interested, and a few were turned on, with some guys even getting hard-ons from seeing a cute, almost naked fox girl like Dixie being led through the streets in just her underwear.

One of those guys, rather unfortunately, was a somewhat chubby police officer, who couldn't take his eyes off of the vixen. He didn't think that what he was told by the other cops would've been true in a million years, and it was something he wouldn't trade for in a billion.

"Yoshi na junsa! Shūchū!" The female cop scolded her colleague with a serious tone.

The porky one looked ashamed for a moment, before grabbing the other end of the tape Dixie was attached to, as the two of them began walking her down the street slowly, letting all eyes fall on the fox.

Dixie had a blush on her face as she felt the eyes of hundreds of people on her, and she was actually quite nervous, as it was her first time ever being this naked in front of strangers.

Of course, that feeling was only heightened by the fact that the guy leading her was clearly turned on by the sight. She could tell by the way his uniform pants were bulging around the crotch.

If he was good looking, she may have possibly been flattered by the effect she was having, but the way he was, she just wanted this to be over as soon as possible.

It was a shame, really. She was starting to think she was actually enjoying the festival, before she got caught. It was just unfortunate she was got cornered, but better luck next time.

About 5 minutes of this went by, before she was suddenly stopped, both to her and the female cop's surprise.

It didn't take a genius to realise why; to their right, were the overweight cop was walking, they had just come up to a boiled udon noodle stand, and it seemed like he couldn't help himself.

"Nani o suru nodesu ka?" The old man who owned the stand asked, confused by the odd situation.

"Seigi o todokeru." The cop answered, looking at the menu. "Itadakimasu… daburu men derakkusu."

As the old man began serving the cop, still with a confused look on his face, the female one let out a sigh and covered her face with her hand, resting her elbow on the other hand.

Clearly, this was not a good day for her.

But for Dixie, it couldn't have been a better moment. With the both cops on her left and right distracted, she had a perfect chance to make her escape.

And she did just that.

Using the distraction, Dixie managed to pull her hands out of the tape, and ran off, darting through the crowds of festival-goers.

"Hey!" The female cop exclaimed, running after her.

But with all the people around, and the crowds of people, it was easy for her to blend in and slip away... Relatively.

Even with a head-start and with all the people in the way, it wasn't going to be easy to find at least one other person who was dressed in something as revealing as her.

Little did she know, there was one other woman attending who fit that description, but it wasn't going to be much of a help, when she learnt the context of why that was.

Slipping from the pursuing officer wasn't easy, but her biggest mistake was when she jumped down from whatever she was climbing up and landed on some sort of large mat.

To her surprise, the mat turned out to be some kind of stage, which was also occupied by someone else.

It was another girl, an anthropomorphic animal like her, though this girl was slightly older, pretty bustier, and much, much heavier.

A jaguar, about the size of a professional sumo wrestler. She had a lot more mass than Dixie did, with an incredibly rotund physique and an absolutely HUGE belly.

However, that didn't stop her from wearing something a little bit too small; she was practically naked.

If what Dixie did before was a crime, this cat must've been the most wanted person in the country, in that regard.

As soon as Dixie landed down into, what she suddenly learnt to be, arena, the sumo turned her head to take a look at the newcomer, walking up to what she believed to be a challenger.

"H-Hey." The vixen stammered, feeling the cat's gaze getting stronger as she approached. "Uh... I'm just gonna leave."

She quickly stood back up, and was ready to run again, but then the jaguar suddenly grabbed her.

"Oh, no." The feline shook her head. "If you've challenged me to a sumo match, you better not think about leaving."

"W-What?!" Dixie gulped, as the girl threw her back down on the ground.

The crowd already began cheering for the "fight" to unfold, and even the police officers that caught up to her didn't interfere.

"This will be fun." The female said, as her overweight companion leaned on the railing, struggling to catch his breath.

Dixie didn't really have any time to reply, as the cat got her hands on the vixen, and pulled her close to her, pressing her bare chest against the fox's furry body.

Of course, the vixen blushed, the feeling of a girl's boobs squishing against her whole body was quite an unfamiliar sensation.

Not unwelcome, but not expected.

Of course, the cat wasn't going to stay idle, as she began pushing her hands against her opponent's shoulders, and started to push her backwards.

"Oof!" Dixie grunted, as she felt the jaguar's strength.

The crowd roared and cheered for the cat, and even her opponent's two pursuers were enjoying the match, with the fat one especially. He had even kept the noodle he ordered with him during the whole pursuit.

"What the hell do they feed you?!" Dixie groaned, as she struggled against the weight of the sumo.

She didn't seem too fazed by the rhetotical remark, as she instead kept pushing until Dixie was on her back, with the jauguar's face right in front of hers.

"Little puppies like you." The jaguar whispered, as the two girls stared into each other's eyes, the crowd getting louder and louder.

She then moved her lower section so she was on her feet, impressively quickly for someone of her size, and lifted her rear so that it was in the air.

Aside from giving the crowd a good little show, the big cat girl was preparing her next move; the yoko-shiho-gake, or hip slam.

With a powerful leap, the jaguar raised her legs and brought them back down, slamming her ass right onto her opponent's gut.

For the crowd and even for the people outside the arena, it felt like an earthquake had just gone off. For Dixie, though, it was more like a bomb.

"GAK!" The vixen yelped, as her lungs were forced to eject whatever air was in them.

"Ha! Surrender, little puppy?!" The sumo jaguar asked, rubbing her hips left and right against Dixie's midsection.

"N-No way." Dixie panted, feeling her stomach churn. "I'm not letting some tubby pussy beat me!"

"What did you say?!" She asked, placing her hands on her hips as if to look offended by the comment.

"You're... A fatass." Dixie replied, though her wheezed groans.

The big cat just shook her head at the answer, and turned back around, so her rear was now facing the vixen's face.

"In that case, hope you like taste of "fatass!" She taunted, raising her tail.

"Ew!" Dixie cringed, seeing the pussy was in front of her face.

Before she could do anything, the cat suddenly sat on her face, grinding her enormous rear end against the vixen's face, and the fox was forced to breathe in whatever was giving off that putrid scent.

"How you like smell of defeat?!" The big cat taunted, rubbing her rear up and down, and side to side.

"Mmmph! MMMPPH!" Dixie's muffled voice replied beneath the immeasurable amount of fat smothering her.

Her opponent smiled blissfully at the struggling fox lady, patting her own ass, as if to say she was proud of it for doing such a good job.

"You can't last forever, little pup." The sumo taunted, feeling the vixen's face squirm and wriggle beneath her ass.

She had a point; Dixie couldn't last forever. In fact, it was very likely that she would die under here.

But thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case of how she would go out.

Instead, the sumo jaguar finally got up and rose to her feet, giving Dixie some much needed oxygen and sunlight.

Although, given the treatment she was being shown, she knew that wasn't going to last for much longer.

"Are you ready to surrender?" The sumo asked, looking down at her.

"N-No..." Dixie breathed.

"Very well." She nodded, and reached over to the vixen's lower section, looking as if she had something else devious in mind.

And devious it was, for as soon as she reached down, Dixie felt herself being flipped over so that she was now face-down on the sumo mat.

"Then let me help you up." She chimed, grabbing the waistband of the fundoshi.

Dixie's eyes widened. "What're you- GAAAHHHH!"

The fox's words were cut short, and replaced by a high-pitched scream, as the sumo jaguar lifted her into the air by the underwear and gave her the biggest wedgie of her life, all as the crowd went wild at the display.

"AAHH! AAHH! OW, OW, OW, OW!" Dixie squealed, feeling her underwear cutting into her, lifting her into the air.

"Now, I have had my fun, small one." SHe told her casually, ignoring the screams from the vixen and the roars of cheers coming from the crowd. "But I must make way for real opponent now."

With that, as Dixie continued to let out noises of pain from the wedgie's impact on her private area, the sumo cat grabbed the top of her head with her other hand and swung her slightly forward, then back.

She then repeated the action, making her even more forwards and even further back.

And a third time, but everyone knew this was going to be the last time, before the fight would be over.

On the final and hardest swing, the jaguar let go, allowing Dixie to go flying into the wall in front of her.

The crowd went wild, and the sumo bowed, before stepping out of the ring, to the cheers of the people.

Meanwhile, Dixie had crashed into the thankfully-hollow wall with a loud thud, and was now stuck with her front end on the other side, and her rear end sticking out and facing the crowd.

"Ow." She muttered, trying to push herself out of the wall, but to no avail.

She knew she was stuck, and after that "battle", she didn't have the strength to try any harder.

What was even worse, her butt was completely at the crowd's mercy, and it didn't take them long to take advantage of it.

A few males and even some females began gathering around the wall, and took out their phones.

"Oh, shit." Dixie swore, as the flashing and clicking began.

She couldn't see exactly what was happening, but the sounds alone told her enough. Soon enough, her ass would be all over the world, and she would be even more recognizable than she already was.

But before the vixen could worry about the potential repercussions, she had a more immediate problem, when a few more people began touching her ass.

Her legs and feet couldn't do much to stop them, given that someone was holding the against the wall, and her arms and hands were completely useless to stop them, too.

"Stop it!" Dixie exclaimed, as she tried to grab the hands. "I'm not some toy!"

She couldn't tell who the hands belonged to, or even if they were from the same people, but she could only pray that things wouldn't get much worse.

Unfortunately, they would, and not in a way she might have expected, either.

To her unpleasant surprise, something cold and somewhat wet made contact with her butt, and she could tell from the sounds coming from the crowd that this was a very welcome thing for them.

It was difficult to tell for sure, but from what she could work out, it was probably paint.

Given what she knew, painting was apparently a punishment for losing a game, in some of these festivals.

In that case, she was pretty certain that was going to be her punishment, and she was also certain that it was going to be a very unpleasant one.

She was right.

She felt something swipe against her bum, as if a brush were being used, and then a small glob of paint was splatted onto her.

"Agh! Cold!" Dixie yelped, feeling the cool paint hitting her ass.

Whatever it was being drawn on her proud arse, it certainly didn't feel very comfortable, and she could hear the crowd's cheering grow even louder and more intense, which was never a good sign.

Dixie didn't know what they were writing on her butt, but given her situation and what she had been doing, it was probably going to be something that said or represented disgrace, dishonor or shame.

Finally, after a few more tortuous minutes, she felt the cold paint finally stop, and the crowd stopped cheering, which meant it was over.

"That's it?" Dixie sighed, relieved.

But unfortunately for her, the worst was still yet to come.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she quickly realised more torture was coming her way; someone grabbed her fundoshi and pulled it back, revealing a passageway to her goodies.

"Wait, wait, stop!" She cried, worried about whatever they were going going do to her next.

But again, it was all in vain, as whoever it was dropped something inside them, vibrating and buzzing.

Fittingly, itwas a vibrator, and an especially strong and relentless one.

"AH! OH GOD!" She screamed, as the phallic object had its way with her pussy and anus, as the underwear were let back into place, trapping the toy between her cheeks.

She wanted to pull it out, but her arms were still stuck, and her legs were still being held in place, too.

Not only that, but the vibrations were incredibly strong and powerful, and they were driving her mad.

She couldn't tell if she was going to cum before she passed out or not, but one thing was for sure:

She was never going to forget this trip!