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Dire Emotional Support Wolf by Ratafari
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"You're... paying me with beer? That's the most desperate thing I've seen. You are in Dire need of emotional support!" the large Wolf chuckled at her own joke.
Standing up from her impromptu desk, she grabbed the six-pack of beer you offered and crashed onto the other end of the couch from you. The wooden frame under the cushions creaked in protest but held under her immense weight. The Wolf spun on her butt until she lay on the couch with her feet pointed at you. Although her legs could have easily stretched past the end of the couch, she bent her knees enough to keep her feet on it. Rather, keep them on you.
“Ahh… there we go. You make a wonderful foot-rest.”
Each foot was taller than your torso and about as wide. Her heel pad rested at your crotch while her massive toe pads shook in your face. Wicked sharp claws bounced above you, tapping an irregular rhythm into your head. Her other foot slid behind your head, acting as a furry pillow to support your neck. The constant assault from both sides left you unable to think clearly.
“Looks like you don’t buy the cheap stuff. I appreciate that.”
Between her toes, you caught the Wolf poking a hole in the bottom of a beer can with her curved claw. She held it to her mouth, popped the lid open, and vigorously shotgunned the drink faster than you had ever seen. Within seconds the drink was finished, and the Wolf nonchalantly crushed it with one hand. A second can of beer was already out and ready to be destroyed by this beast. While this was all happening, you struggled against titanic paws to no avail. She had all the leverage, and she was too strong to fight. Your romp with her feet drew her interest, and she pushed her feet against you with more force while wiggling her toes. She was toying with you now.
“Hey, do you think you could massage my feet while you’re down there? They get sore from all the running I do.” She slurred the last few words while guzzling down another can of alcohol.
You’ll probably be stuck here for a while, even if she finishes those beers quickly.
~~~~~~~~~~
A wonderful sketch of my character Kiva that was done by the amazing Ratafari. We were joking around on discord and I wrote a fun little story about paw therapy. He ran with it and we got this amazing sketch out of it.
Standing up from her impromptu desk, she grabbed the six-pack of beer you offered and crashed onto the other end of the couch from you. The wooden frame under the cushions creaked in protest but held under her immense weight. The Wolf spun on her butt until she lay on the couch with her feet pointed at you. Although her legs could have easily stretched past the end of the couch, she bent her knees enough to keep her feet on it. Rather, keep them on you.
“Ahh… there we go. You make a wonderful foot-rest.”
Each foot was taller than your torso and about as wide. Her heel pad rested at your crotch while her massive toe pads shook in your face. Wicked sharp claws bounced above you, tapping an irregular rhythm into your head. Her other foot slid behind your head, acting as a furry pillow to support your neck. The constant assault from both sides left you unable to think clearly.
“Looks like you don’t buy the cheap stuff. I appreciate that.”
Between her toes, you caught the Wolf poking a hole in the bottom of a beer can with her curved claw. She held it to her mouth, popped the lid open, and vigorously shotgunned the drink faster than you had ever seen. Within seconds the drink was finished, and the Wolf nonchalantly crushed it with one hand. A second can of beer was already out and ready to be destroyed by this beast. While this was all happening, you struggled against titanic paws to no avail. She had all the leverage, and she was too strong to fight. Your romp with her feet drew her interest, and she pushed her feet against you with more force while wiggling her toes. She was toying with you now.
“Hey, do you think you could massage my feet while you’re down there? They get sore from all the running I do.” She slurred the last few words while guzzling down another can of alcohol.
You’ll probably be stuck here for a while, even if she finishes those beers quickly.
~~~~~~~~~~
A wonderful sketch of my character Kiva that was done by the amazing Ratafari. We were joking around on discord and I wrote a fun little story about paw therapy. He ran with it and we got this amazing sketch out of it.
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