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The large black dragon that entered Adam's Fantasy on a slow Wednesday night knew exactly where he was planning to go as soon as he walked through the front door. He met quickly with Phoenix at the front desk, handing over his membership card for inspection by the smiling raccoon, and receiving his towel and locker key. He wasted no time changing and finding his way through the door to the staircase leading to the floors above.

A soft clicking echoed along the abandoned metal staircase. The sound moved along the walls to the top of the wrought iron frame, unimpeded by foot traffic along the winding path to the rooftop garden of the building. Tim's large frame moved with a steady, single-minded purpose toward the thirteenth floor. His digitigrade steps brought him closer to his destination. A soft thud reverberated down the solid iron followed by five loud clacks as each of his claws settled into place on the step. The black dragon arrived at the open hallway to the thirteenth floor and took a confident step into the room beyond.

His first thought was how soft the thick black carpeting, only found on the thirteenth floor of the building, was beneath his toes. He slowly slid the balls of his feet through the fibers, grabbing them with his toes and pulling gently while his claws raked over the dark shag. A quick shudder ran through his soles before his attention was pulled to the scents of bath salts coupled with the rolling noise of bubbles through water. Small circles were left in the fibers of the carpet as he turned on his toes, lifted one foot, and moved himself toward the source of both stimulants.

The main corridor of the room was lined with a long row of small buckets. Bubbles rose rapidly through the water as the fixtures vibrated at varying speeds below large padded chairs. He breathed deeply, taking in the scent of the bath salts softening the paws resting in the warm liquid of each bath. He peeked inside each tub, a long pair of brown furred paws belonging to a small framed mouse soaked in the first bucket. In the next bath, bubbles slid over long, polished, curved talons set at the end of a short yellow claw belonging to a thin hawk. His own claws gripped onto the carpet as they stepped slowly down the line, bringing him closer to the specimens massaging away further down the row.

He passed by a large variety of footpaws as he moved down the wall. In one bucket a rabbit rested his heels on the massaging surface of the bath, his toes hanging over the edge, just slightly too large to fit completely within the mechanism. In another, a sea otter's webbed toes caught the ascending bubbles, letting them escape from beneath his soles in large quantities, mimicking the foam of the ocean and creating a sense that he was at home in his chair. The scaled surface of a dimwitted tortoise's feet slowly inflated as the liquid seeped into the dry skin and hydrated the rough scales of the sand dweller. At the end of the row, Tim's claws caught between the fibers of the carpet as he came to an abrupt stop. His toes lifted from the ground one at a time, first his big toe, followed close behind by each claw tipped appendage in succession and tapped back down into the shag repeatedly in excitement. He slowly lowered himself to the tub at the end of the row, looking deep into the water at the pair of footpaws soaking inside.

Bright orange fur waved slowly at the dragon through the bubbles and ripples at the surface of the water. The sun like expanse was dotted occasionally by black spots spreading from the base of the ankle to the start of rounded toes resting at the end of the footpaw. They wriggled slowly, spreading to let a cascade of bubbles move between them before rubbing together under the gaze of the intrigued dragon. As Tim watched, the waterlogged footpaws stretched out, sharpened black claws peeking from within the orange fur at the tips of his toes, scratching short, shallow grooves into the base of the hard white plastic beneath the soles of his spotted footpaws. Tim reached into the water and ran one finger over the top of the cheetah's paw, noting the movement of the muscles following his path through the orange fur.

The arches of the footpaws easily accommodated Time's fingers. Water droplets fell from his heel and splashed softly into the clear pool still housing the right paw. He wrapped a claw around the ankle, supporting the rest of the airborne appendage as he drew small circles into the dark pads of the cheetah's soles. His claw deftly moved over one pad, slipped between two, gliding through the crevice to reach the outer edges of the neighboring pad and beginning the design again. His thumb joined, moving a second claw up the heel and along the long, flat surface of the footpaw's underside. He applied a gentle pressure with his thumb, kneading through the pad on the spotted footpaw as his remaining fingers pushed slowly between the feline's toes and pushed them back, stretching out the ankle and foot muscles beneath his massaging thumb.

Tim gently placed the cat's paw onto the thick carpet and reached back into the massaging bath to retrieve the remaining appendage. His claws moved slowly over the paw, repeating the circular designs, massage, and stretching of the right paw as lovingly as he did the left. As he pulled gently on the paw, a soft pop sounded from the cheetah's ankle and the cat sighed in relief from the pressure that had built up in the joint. He gingerly returned the right paw to the ground, holding it to allow his weight to slowly return onto the paw and sink into the carpeting. The floorboards beneath the thick black fibers creaked softly while Tim rose from his kneeling position and the remainder of the cheetah's weight moved above his well-worn footpaws as he stood from his chair.

Each of their steps fell in unison. A dragon claw matched the speed and length of each movement made by the smaller feline footpaws leading the larger male down the corridor and through a doorway that once held a barrier between the rooms but had now been removed to allow easy access from one part of the floor to another. A black scaled claw stepped over the threshold at the same moment the spotted paw set down in the room. Each man felt a change in his gait, the carpeting beneath them changed to a short fibered white surface providing a slightly decreased support beneath both claw and paw. The new flooring tickled the soles of Tim's feet with each step he took beside the cheetah towards the furniture set up in the center of the room.

The feline sat down on one of the specially made pieces of furniture brought in specifically for the thirteenth floor. A long base rested four feet above and parallel to the floor for his torso and head to lie upon. Attached to the main bench was an adjustable leg rest that raised to six feet off the ground and lowered to the level of the laying bench. As the cheetah stretched over the length of the furniture, his footpaws hung off the edge of the rest parallel to the rest of his body. Tim places his claws beneath the leg rest and softly clicked the lock to the off position, the small leather rest easily rose upward with little coercing from the large dragon. He stopped lifting the feline's paws as the pads on their soles reached the same level as his snout. His claw flipped the lock switch back to its on position and Tim rubbed his palms over the length of the cat's footpaws.

His body wriggled in his laying position, fighting the urge to laugh and shake as Tim's long, forked tongue moved up the underside of his footpaw. He started, slowly, at the back of the feline's heel and laid the flat of his tongue along the length of the cheetah's sole. The dual tipped muscle licked up his ebony pad, worked its way along the edges of the feline's arches, and ended by gently flicking over the rounded toes of the cat. He began with the largest of the five footpaw annexes, the left side of his forked tip slid easily between his target and the toe beside it while the right wiggled freely in the air on the outer edge of the appendage. Long, attentive strokes moved both points from the base to the tip and back down in a slow, playful teasing of the cheetah's lower extremity.

With full control of the long pink muscle he slipped the right side of his tongue's fork over the rounded top of the cheetah's big toe and began to weave its length between each of his toes, snaking back and forth through the cracks before he quickly slurped its full length back through them and into his maw. More squirms racked through the cat's body while his toes and balls of his footpaws began to disappear between Tim's lips. The sounds of suckling filled the air as a wet tickle moved between his toes and along the forward pads upon his sole. The dragon's head lowered even further, the large deep space within his muzzle easily accommodating the full length and width of the bright spotted footpaw sinking further and further into the warm cavern in the middle of his face.

His tongue returned to play, slipping through the orange fur and wrapping around his ankle, giving quick licks circling the full girth of the connecting point. Soft chuckles shook the cheetah's belly in response to his footpaws slow release into the cold air from Tim's slurping paw. He lay patiently, pleasure moving slowly through him as the dragon standing before him treated his other paw with the same care and attention afforded the first, his tongue and lips moved with a patient precision, ensuring every inch of the feline's paw received consideration before releasing it too from the hold of his lips. As a final gesture with his maw, Tim moved from toe to toe placing a single, soft kiss at the point where the cat's long, sharp claws retracted into them.

His paws remained airborne as Tim crossed the large play room to find a small cabinet bolted securely to the southern wall. The hinges of the door squeaked slowly and loudly as he pulled it open to reveal the shadow covered shelves lined toys and trinkets of various shapes, sizes, materials, and purposes. His eyes moved left to right slowly over each sturdy shelf in the storage space, taking in the items inside and weighing their use to him and the cheetah lying down behind him. He ran a claw over several toys before deciding on two items he felt would work wonderfully on the exposed paw pads of the cheetah.

One of Tim's selections was a ten inch long fully plumed feather. He placed the tip against the bottom of the feline's paw, he moved it up the sole and along each toe with short, gentle back and forth strokes. Just as the sub dermal shakes moving through his paws began to calm down from the soft movements of the feather, a sudden sharpness followed as the second toy came into play on the cat's pads. Five short leather straps hung from a wooden handle that Tim moved with ease through the air to lick across the soles of his footpaws, sending a warm shock through the full length of his paw before soothing again with the tickle of the feather.

The transition between the two toys continued, the cheetah's toes curling and relaxing in response to the contradictory sensations being visited upon his paw pads by the massive scaled creature in control of the toys. Occasionally, the cat would flinch and pull back a miniscule amount as Tim pushes his comfort zone and slipped the feather or straps between his toes and slowly pulled the toy from one side of the crevice to the other. With little ceremony, Tim tossed the items aside and as before laid another series of gentle pecks along the retraction points on the feline's toes.

He decided he had played around with the cheetah enough and slid his claws under the footrest on the furniture. A click was heard as he unlocked and carefully lowered the piece to align the exposed undersides with his pelvis. After relocking the mechanism, Tim slid forward, spreading his legs so he held himself above the rest as he grabbed the right paw upon it and started to lightly grind the scales at the base of his groin against the sand softened pads. The opposing sensations of the feline's forgiving pads and fur against Tim's rough pelvic scales provided a pleasant feel against both men as the dragon continued to thrust hungrily into the cat's paws.

Unsatisfied with his passive role throughout his time with him, the spotted creature began to provide an increasing pressure with his paw, kneading against the armored flesh with heel and toes and intensifying the pleasure they received. He pointed his left paw and dipped it beneath Tim's forearm, adding a second appendage to assist the first in rubbing and massaging between his legs. As a deep groan of appreciation echoed through the room from deep within his chest, the cheetah's paw came into contact with a surprising fixture he had yet to experience with any other male he had come into contact with in all his life.

A warm slit hidden amongst the dragon's scales began to expand ever so slightly as his arousal began to grow to mating levels within him. The cat became curious about the previously unseen entrance and his large toe moved quickly to slide over the edges of the expanse. A shudder moved in soft ripples through the larger male, prompting further exploration from the curious toe. He pushed slowly just passed the entrance until the first joint disappeared into the blackness. He immediately felt the front tip become engulfed by a sticky warmth and purred before pushing the rest of the digit within. He added a second toe, then a third, easing each new addition in until all five wiggled slowly just beyond the entrance.

"Mmmm, more." The growl in his voice pushed the feline to slide more of his paw into the dragon. Inch by inch half of his paw sunk between the scales in the dragon's nether regions to the ever growing sound of Tim's moans and groans. With one more steady push two thirds of the cheetah's paw disappeared into the expanse and his toes came into contact with the tip of Tim's hardening dragonhood. He curled his toes over the meat and waved them along the head, each digit leaving the surface of the spear before the next came to rest along its flesh.

His knees buckled beneath him and Tim bent over to hold his weight to avoid toppling the furniture and cat laying in it. His claws dug into the soft leather of the headrest to support himself as his lower pair gripped the carpet, providing a backing to his continued pelvic movements against the cat's eager footpaws. A surprised chirp sounded from the laying man, his paw was being pushed back out of the slit by the fattening and lengthening of Tim's arousal until it was once again free and cooled by the air conditioned climate in the room.

His paw supported the weight of the fully revealed dick. At its complete size, its length exceeded that of the cat's footpaw by six inches and its girth hung freely by two inches on either side of his sole. The spear shaped member increased in width from tip to base and was completed by a ribbed texture caused by smooth ridges circling its full length. They increased in size as he flexed and squeezed a small clear droplet of pre onto the ebony pad of his largest toe.

The dexterity of the liquid covered digit allowed him to slide the pad up and over the tip of the fleshy spear. He smeared the pre over the tip most ridge, moving his toe in patient circles along the edges of the ribbing and back over the tip where another droplet had begun to form. His pad easily collected the new drip and added it to the natural lubrication he had already spread along the dragon's head, rubbing it into the meat with circular motions while his claw peeked out just far enough to pluck at the edges of the ridge with a soft teasing to his dick.

Tim pushed himself forward, sliding ridge after ridge of his cock through the space between the cheetah's big toe and its neighboring digit. The crevice between them spread open as wide as they could to accommodate the girth of each additional flare passing the divide separating one toe from the next. When he pelvis came to push against his heel, the majority of the upper side of his dragonhood could not be contained within the space and the feline had to grip the bottom most portion between his toes and stroked back up along his length until the tip again rested between the two neighboring digits of his footpaw.

He pushed his heel forward, and wrapped his paw along the outer side of the thick spear. As he did so, his free paw moved its way to the opposite side and he held the member between his pads. Tim started to thrust. His cock slipped easily between the two appendages, the edges of each ridge caught very quickly upon the beginning and ending points of the feline's sole pads. He grabbed onto the paws wrapped around his dick and increased his speed and the ferocity with which he thrust himself between them. Large shakes crashed through Tim's body and spasms wracked his cock, engorging the ribbing and pulled himself back, the tip resting between the cheetah's toes as he began to cum.

The seed he produced was warmer than the space the cheetah had explored within the slit containing his flaccid cock. It poured in copious amounts between the cat's toes, covered his pads, and matted the black and orange fur of each paw. As he finished thrusting and shaking he stood up, found a warm towel and tossed it to the cheetah. With no words spoken, Tim left Adam's Fantasy.