To encourage better and less restless sleeping habits, the Fox has been outfitted with an odd non-diaper undergarment. The weighted piston right at the crotch is spring-wound to deliver a gentle 20 mph "flick" (described by its recipients as similar to a bullet train) whenever the built-in accelerometer detects movement. The fox laid down and gently pulled the covers over himself in the most comfortable position he could think of before the Big Guy flipped the switch, turning off the lights and closing the door for the night.

The Fox made a worthy effort, too, not moving until he was just about to fall asleep, at which point he unconsciously shifted his weight on the bed. He yelped and jolted upright, clawing at the device. No one told him the damn thing rewound itself in only a quarter of a second, and FUCK it hurt! He couldn't even cradle his balls or take the device off, it was put on that securely and appeared to be fully tamper-proof. Every impact made him jolt in pain and roll around, yelping as tears came unbidden to his eyes. There was no way he could sit still anymore...

The Big Guy had the Fox's room conveniently made soundproof and he happened in the living room just ten feet from the door, relaxing in his recliner and enjoying the video feed while Luftpup sucked him off. He had no intention of disrespecting his dear Fox's privacy that night and barging in.