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Jason set his briefcase next to his massive leather shoe-clad paws in the elevator of his building, punching the button for his floor before running his hand through his snowy headfur and sighing in exhaustion. It had been a stressful few weeks, but he was still beyond pleased by how things had been going in both his professional and personal lives. He was currently ranked as the number one real estate agent in the entire state, an honor he was immensely proud of, but more importantly, he'd finally convinced his sweet, chubby boyfriend Todd to move in with him!

It'd taken quite a bit of convincing, of course. Todd still had deeply seated issues with abandonment and his own self-worth, and because of that he'd put forth any and every reason he could think of for why moving in would be a bad idea. His messy and disorganised housekeeping style, his tendency to bring half finished restoration projects home to work on ('You don't want to whole place to smell like varnish and paint all the time, do you,' he'd asked many times), and his occasional bouts of depression were all brought up one after the other, and one after the other they were dismissed by the polar bear as being things that could be easily dealt with.

So far they'd shared what was formerly Jason's bachelor pad for a little over a week, and as wonderful as as it'd been waking up to the wolf's adorable jowly face every morning, he could tell the massive change was taking a huge toll on his boyfriend's emotional state. He'd been even more jumpy and nervous than usual and oddly quiet. Luckily, the enormous polar bear had a little surprise for Todd that he thought just might help!

As he stepped up to their door and stopped to fish out his key, a smile broke his face as he heard music --even through the door he recognized it as Dreamcar, some synthpop band Todd had been obsessed with lately -- beating a rhythmic tattoo through the wood. He unlocked and opened the door, but the sight presented before him stole his breath and stifled the 'I'm home' that'd been at his lips.

The short, rotund wolf had his back to the door (and therefore to Jason) and he was dressed in just a white tshirt, grey boxerbriefs, and his hard-soled slippers --he still had a childhood complex about keeping his feet covered in the house and the polar bear wouldn't let him keep shoes on at all times, so a compromise was made. But it wasn't really what he was wearing that stunned the bear, it was what he was doing; Todd was dancing! His hips swayed in perfect time to the music, his beautiful round ass waving suggestively around, and he was gesticulating as though he were singing into an invisible microphone.

He shut the door as quietly as he could and gingerly walked further into the apartment, sliding his shoes off and placing them in their spot next to the coat closet. He wiggled his socked toes, setting his briefcase down, and padded softly over to the couch and sat down to watch the show. He'd never seen the wolf dance before, and he was impressed; Todd was surprisingly graceful in his movements and kept the rhythm very well.

Of course, nothing can last forever, and Jason only got to enjoy his boyfriend getting down for a few moments longer until he spun around and emitted a high-pitched squeal upon realizing he was no longer alone in the house. He shuddered in embarrassment, and his face turned a shade of deep red the polar bear didn't even know existed under his fur.

"H-h-hi," he uttered meekly, hugging himself and casting his eyes down to the ground.

"Hi,baby," Jason replied, smirking, placing his gigantic paws up on the coffee table.

"S-sorry, didn't k-know you'd b-be home so early."

"Don't apologize, babe, ya dance real good."

Todd looked up, one hand moving to rub at the back of his neck, "R-really?"

"Really. Now, why dontcha," he started, a hand moving absentmindedly to his crotch, "show Daddy alittle more?"

The chubby wolf blinked rapidly in confusion. "W-what?"

"Ya heard me, dance fer yer Daddy."

Todd still looked confused, but he obeyed; he was stiff and self-conscious at first, but as Jason continued to fondle his groin through his pants with more and more aplomb he grew more comfortable and and his movements became more fluid. Indeed, as he watched the massive polar bear lick his lips lecherously and devour him with his pale blue eyes, his actions became more sexualized. Licking his own lips, moaning in a barely audible octave (though just loud enough he knew the bear could hear), his meaty hands roamed all over his jiggly body, eventually reaching down to grip the bottom of his shirt and removing it in one swift movement to bare his torso. He didn't notice the growing tent in his boxers, but it didn't escape Jason's attention.

Jason, on his end of the performance, could finally stand it no longer and unzipped his trousers, freeing his cock from its cloth prison. The black flesh of his shaft and head shimmered from the mingling of sweat and precum. He wrapped a gargantuan hand around it and began pumping subconsciously in time with the music. As Todd turned his back to him and slowly lowered his boxers to show his wide, bubble butt, the bear felt himself getting closer to orgasm.

"Mmm, oh fuck, come here babe, quick!"

Todd did as he was told, dashing over to the polar bear. He was about to ask what the matter was, but before he could Jason reached up and placed on the back of his neck, gently pulling him down. The wolf got the hint and went down to his knees, taking the stiff, throbbing 10 inch bear cock into his moist maw. It only took a few moments of sucking before Jason roared like a man possessed, gripping the back of Todd's head roughly and pouring wave after wave of cum down his throat. The rotund wolf dutifully swallowed all of it, staying latched to his member until every last drop had been wrung from it before letting it slip from his mouth and laying his head contentedly atop the bear's massive, muscular thigh.

Jason, panting and chuckling to himself, gently stroked the wolf's ears. "Sorry I brought y'over so quick, these pants'r dry-clean only an' I didn't wanna get cum on 'em."

"I don't mind helping you stay clean," the wolf giggled.

"I know ya don't, baby. But I think it's my turn ta help you! Come lay on the couch here and put yer paws up on ma lap."

Todd, with some effort and a little help from Jason, got to his feet and climbed over the bear's gigantic legs --which were still propped up on the coffee table-- to reach the unoccupied side of the couch. He laid down on his back, using a throw pillow as a bolster for his neck, and placed his slippered paws on the bear's wide lap. He whimpered slightly as Jason slowly peeled them off, exposing his excruciatingly sensitive, tender feet. He gasped and giggled lightly when Jason gently gripped them in his hands, but those giggles quickly shifted to moans of pleasure as strong fingers firmly kneaded and squeezed his plump pads.

"Pull yer cock out," Jason commanded after a few minutes of light massage.

Todd opened his eyes and, seemingly noticing his own erection for the first time, pushed his boxer briefs down until his member flopped free.

"Good boy, now start strokin'."

Todd closed his eyes and nibbled on his lower lip as his paw glided up and down his 6 inch shaft, other hand drifting up to his chest to pinch and stroke his pink perky nipples. He whimpered and moaned loudly as he masterbated, precum dribbling down the shaft, the stimulus from his nipples and paws soon exciting him to the point where his hips started thrusting against his hand like they were controlled by someone else. He was getting close, so close. He was almost there, when suddenly the slowly rubbing at his paws was replaced by teasing, tickling claws running the length of his soles!

The wolf practically screamed as his greatest weakness was exploited, flabby chest and belly wobbling wildly as he flailed his arms wildly about, his erection forgotten.

"Don't stop, boy," Jason said as he wiggled his blunt claws in a zigzag pattern up and down his low arches.

"Jaahahahahahason plehehehehehehehehase, Ihihihihihi cahahahahahan't!"

"Cum fer me and I'll stop ticklin'."

Todd somehow found the strength to regain control of one arm, and he brought it back down to his still hard cock while the other flew up over his face. He pounded away as fast as he could as Jason tormented the delicate skin under and between his short, stubby toes in spite of the furious wiggling of those chunky digits. Despite the ticklish torture of his soles --though if he were being honest it was partly with the assistance of those sensations-- he finally managed to reach his climax, howling as hot wolf seed splattered against his ponderous belly.

The older mammal returned to tenderly rubbing and massage Todd's wide, pillowy feet as his boyfriend panted in exhaustion, his soft round belly heaving. The wolf raised his pudgy, cum-covered hand to his face absentmindedly and lapped the jizz from his fingers. A small, contented sigh emitted from the back of his throat, a smile of pure happiness on his lips.

"Have fun?"

"Hehe, of course! You're amazing!"

"Well, while yer feelin' that way I got somethin' run past ya," The bear said, continuing to rub his paws to make sure he stayed in a good mood.

"What's that," he asked curiously, propping himself up on his elbows to look at him.

"Well, we've both been kinda stressed lately with tha move and all, so I thought it might be a good idea to...take a little spa day together tomorrow."

The shy wolf visibly blanched, pulling his paws away from Jason so he could sit up, hugging himself for comfort.

"I d-don't think that's such a g-good idea," he said, hugging himself tighter. "I mean, other f-f-furs touching me, l-l-looking at this gross b-body...."

He trailed off, not finishing his thought.

Jason gently rubbed his back with one humongous hand as he reassured his boyfriend. "Baby, yer body is beautiful, and the people at this spa are good people. I've been several times, so trust me when I say they won't judge or make fun of ya. I mean, if they don't have a problem working on my huge self, I'm sure they're more than happy ta work on a lil cutie like you!"

"I don't know," he replied, rubbing the back of his neck, "I've n-never b-been to a spa b-before."

"I'll be right there next to ya the whole time, sweet thing."

Todd took several moments to reply, but eventually he took a deep breath and agreed to go through with it, with the caveat that he could leave and go sit in the car if it got to uncomfortable for him. ************************************************************************** Todd twiddled his thumbs nervously next to his boyfriend in the quiet, secluded "relaxation room" of the spa. The walls were a light azure. A display cabinet sitting catty corner on the other side of the room contained glittering, shimmering crystals of every conceivable size, shape, and color. Beautiful ferns and various other plants flourished in planters under a sizeable skylight. The other furniture, other than the display, were the soft, overstuffed chairs the couple were sitting on, and they'd already shed their clothes --which were tucked away securely in a locker-- and donned the fluffiest robes Todd had ever felt. Despite the immensely calming atmosphere, assisted by ethereal music playing from speakers in the ceiling, the wolf was still a bundle of nerves, though Jason seemed as relaxed as he could possibly be.

"Todd Meeker and Jason Schutz."

Todd nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of his name; Jason merely opened his eyes. Standing in the doorway to the room where their massage therapists, a burly male tiger and buff male gorilla.

"Are you gentlemen ready for your massage," the tiger asked.

"Been ready," the polar bear responded, slowly hefting himself up from his seat. Todd quickly followed suit.

Introductions were made and they were lead to another room, painted a pale sherbet orange and containing two massage tables side by side (it made Todd feel a little better they'd be in the same room), and they were each paired off with their therapist. The gorilla, Reggie, would be working on Jason while Ollie the tiger was taking care of Todd. After a brief interview to find out if they had any medical conditions or anything of the sort, the therapists left the room to allow them to shake off their robes and climb atop the tables. Todd reluctantly slid under the top sheet and settled himself prone on his belly, his face nestled comfortably into the half-moon shape of the headrest. He had to admit, the table was surprisingly comfy and warm.

A knock on the door of the room heralded the return of the other two males, entering and closing the door quietly behind them.

Todd gasped quietly and tensed up as Ollie's hands came into contact with his back, but he slowly started to ease up. His muscles melted as the tiger's strong hands found every sore spot he had, including several he didn't even know about, gently working out the knots and calmed his jangled nerves. Those hands went from his back, down his hamstrings and calves, and finally down to his paws. At first he was worried his feet were too sensitive for that kind of attention, but his therapist was a pro and it really didn't tickle at all! He was instructed by a soft voice to roll over onto his back and quickly followed suit.

Once he settled back down he peered through squinted eyes over to where Jason lay a few feet away to see him looking back.

"Doin' ok there, sweet thang," he half-whispered.

He nodded and mumbled an "oh yeah" in reply as the tiger began working the front of his legs, this time starting from the bottom and moving up. Despite his initial reluctance to coming to the spa at all, by the time Ollie finished with his thick neck he was legitimately disappointed the massage was over.

Todd stretched luxuriously and continued laying on the table for a few moments after they were left alone before slowly hefting up his bulk. Jason rubbed the back of his head and yawned as he reached for their robes, which had been hung from a hook on the back of the door.

"Well, ready fer tha next bit," the humongous polar bear asked as he handed the fluffy white garment to the smaller mammal.

"I guess so. I mean, this part was way better than I thought it would be, so I'm alittle less worried about it."

Jason planted a kiss on the wolf's forehead as he finished tying the belt of his robe.

Upon exiting the room they were met by their therapists, who led them down a short hallway to the room of the nail technician for their next service, pedicures. Jason couldn't help but swell with pride as he accidentally overheard the gorilla comment about how cute a couple they were in a hushed tone as he and his partner made their way back down the hall.

As they stepped inside the brightly lit room, decorated with purple walls and vaguely Asian decor, they were introduced to two more employees of the spa; Jackie the female lion, who'd be working on Jason, and a young male fox named Johnnie who was to work with Todd. They were led over to two high-seated padded chairs, sizeable basins located right in front of them, and sat down. They were instructed to place their paws into the deep containers, and the techs began to fill the basins with hot water, allowing them to soak and just relax as they held hands over the small gap between seats.

After several minutes of their paws stewing in the heated water, it was time to start the actual pedicure process. Todd almost whined as his tender feet were picked up out of the warmth and rested on the edge of the basin by Johnnie, but those urge to whine stopped immediately as the fox's small, slender hands began gently rubbing some sort of blue elixir all over his feet and up his calves.

"Would you like your claws sharp or dull, Sir," the small reddish mammal asked.

Just a few short months ago Todd wouldn't have given the question of toeclaw sharpness any thought at all, but since he started having attention lavished upon his feet on such a regular basis he'd taken up the practice of dulling his claws to make sure Jason wouldn't scratch his tongue or the roof of his mouth. To his credit the bear, despite having fairly dull claws naturally, made extra sure his were blunted and rounded off as well. "Dull, please," he told the fox. Johnnie nodded and began his work with clippers and emery board. The couple sat in silence for several minutes, just enjoying being together and the attention paid to their tender tootsies.

Jason gave the wolf's paw a squeeze and asked," So, what ya think?"

"I have to admit, it's pretty nice!"

"Yeah," he asked hopefully, "think ya might wanna do it more often?"

"It might take some 'convincing' from you, but I think it's possiAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Johnnie the nail tech jumped back quickly, looking flustered, with a pumice stone in hand. Jason understood immediately what happened as Jackie, his nail tech, applied a pumice stone of her own to his left heel and he had to bite back his own laughter until he got use to the feeling.

"You'll...hehehe...have ta forgive him," the polar bear said, speaking to the young fox, "he's awful ticklish."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Sir! I can skip this part if you'd prefer."

"No no, you can keep going, so long as you can ignore the laughing."

The fox nodded and went back to the buffing and scrubbing, though trying to go as slow and easy as he could to try and dull the sensations. Todd was doing a fairly good job keeping himself together, keeping his legs as still as possible and containing the laughs to small babbles of giggles, but he couldn't stop his shoulders and head from flailing about or his fingers from digging into the padded armrests. Jason was impressed his boyfriend was actually doing as well as he was, and he had to quietly and quickly readjust his shorts while no one was watching to hide the growing erection he was getting from watching him deal.

"Ok, we're done with that part," the fox said, setting the rough lava rock down, "hope that wasn't too bad for you."

Todd, giggled, panting, and sighed in relief. "Hehe, it was ok."

One more quick soak in the foot bath and they were done, lifting themselves reluctantly from the comfy chairs and sliding carefully into their respective sandals. They redressed and walked slowly, almost drunk from relaxation, up to the reception area where Jason paid for their services and left a hardy tip for everyone who'd worked on them. They opened the door out into the quiet parking lot, the afternoon sun pleasantly warm despite the slight spring chill in the air. Once inside Jason's care the humongous polar bear leaned over and placed a giant paw on the back of the wolf's neck. He gently pulled Todd toward him and their lips met in a soft kiss.

"Enjoy it, sweet thing? Feelin' better?"

"I really am," he said, nuzzling under his chin, "thank you for today."

"Yer welcome, an' to repay me we're gonna go home and break out tha feathers, see just how much more sensitive those pampered, pedicured paws are!"

Todd let out a short, sharp squeal of fear, but he couldn't deny the sudden tightening in his shorts.