Secretary of The Small Town (9kirby99 & GeneticMess)

[GeneticMess]

Avery was speechless for a couple seconds, before he leaned in and gave them a lick. And then another. And another. He started to massage the bottoms of her paws as he went. This was a bit weird, but Avery wasn't complaining.

[9kirby99]

Isabelle smiled as he got to work. She hummed to herself, enjoying his worship of them. "Good...good...keep it up, they're tired~"

[GeneticMess]

He was no massager, but Avery could tell how tense Isabelle's feet were. She must've been running all over the place, he imagined. He licked more passionately and started using his hands to try and soothe her muscles, get them to unwind.

[9kirby99]

Isabelle smiled a bit, wiggling her footpaws gently. She looked at her computer, starting to browse.

[GeneticMess]

Weakly, yet diligently, Avery kept licking and soothing Isabelle's paws. How long did she plan for him to do this?

[9kirby99]

She continued to do whatever she was up to, curling her toes occasionally, enjoying Avery's eagerness.

[GeneticMess]

Eventually, Avery tired from licking, his mouth tasting like nothing but paw. He started focusing on massaging her paws. "Did you want anything else, or...?" He asked weakly.

[9kirby99]

She smiled, letting out happy murrs. "Keep going...I've needed this for a while..." She leaned back just a bit. It seemed like aaaaalll the stress was just flowing out.

[GeneticMess]

Despite how tired he is, Avery kept going anyways. He could practically feel the stress coming off of her. He looked up at Isabelle from where he was...and accidentally got a good luck up her skirt, the way she reclined giving an even better view. Avery felt his cheeks warm up, but he kept looking anyways. Hopefully his massaging would keep her occupied.

[9kirby99]

She smiled softly, not minding as much. She looked down, and with a smirk, pushed you down with her feet. She then got off the chair, getting on you. "It's fun having someone to order around...you're almost like a pet~"

[GeneticMess]

Avery winced as he was pushed down, but got red in the face as he was sat on. He had a feeling Isabelle was living out some of her kinky fantasies on him right now, and he kinda liked it. He just stayed quiet for the moment as Isabelle got comfy.

[9kirby99]

Isabelle smirked, before licking at your cheek. "Are you delicious, pet?" Her stomach was rumbling...

[GeneticMess]

Woah. Avery's cheeks got warmer at the proposition, and he was sure he could feel a boner start to form. Was she implying she could...? Probably not, but Isabelle was unknowingly teasing Avery with a vore fantasy. "I like to think I taste a little sweet, at least." He played along, getting a little more excited as he could hear her stomach rumble. That was incredibly arousing...

[9kirby99]

She smirked, nibbling on him a bit. "...tell me you're my plaything...tell me you're mine~" She nibbled on you eagerly.

[GeneticMess]

"...Ms. Mayor, are you o-...?" Avery started to ask. He never imagined the pup he'd met earlier today was this kinky, but he wasn't complaining. "...I'm...yours."

[9kirby99]

She grinned. "No take-backs! You said it!" She began suckling on his head, her tail wagging furiously.

[GeneticMess]

Wait, was she going to eat him? For real? The way her lips started wrapping around his head said so, and he could barely contain his excitement. He got in a few quick gropes to her backside before he pushed against her lips, trying to get deeper.

[9kirby99]

She purred a little, starting to swallow. She wagged her tail, forcing her secretary into her gullet.

[GeneticMess]

With her force combined with Avery's eagerness, his transition to her tummy was surprisingly easy. The only thing that would cause trouble, even if just for a moment, would be Avery's dick, sticking out like a sore thumb.

[9kirby99]

She mewled and kept slurping him in, suckling on his member when it begins to intrude.