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Yes Mistress

“Leona, why don’t you look for other places to work if he frustrates you so much?” Issac asked, clinking his beer bottle against hers.

“Shit, I don’t know,” Leona responded by rolling her eyes. “Probably because I make a fuck-ton of money where I am now.”

“I mean, you do make a lot of money, but you could take a pay cut and be happy,” Issac shrugged, leaning back into the couch. The raccoon took a swig from his beer, his work clothes unbuttoned at the top, his tie loosely hanging around his neck. The thin gold chain normally hidden under his button up glinted against his chest fur.

“Yeah, but I want it all,” Leona sighed. Leaning back on her sofa’s arm rest so she could look at her friend directly. “Why do dudes get to do that kind of shit all the time? I’d love to just once get a ‘Great idea Leona’ instead of him being like, ‘Let me check with the board’ which is his way of saying, ‘Great idea bitch! I’ll pass it off as my own!’”

“Well,” Issac smirked, his tired eyes glancing down at Leona’s gorgeous legs. “You know you can always complain to me about it.”

The coon gently lifted Leona’s leg up so her one foot was in his lap. He tenderly took her heel off, her cute foot paws looked a little big on her, but not outrageously so. Leona was fairly small for a lioness, but she never let that stop her from climbing up the corporate ladder. If anything, she used her feminine charms to get a leg up on a lot of other men. Not that she slept around, but she did have a gaggle of simps working under her. The entire office was one big bullpen of pups, male or female, all looking to please their amazing lioness leader.

And that’s the way Leona liked it. She loved being the one on top and she loved when her underlings knew their role and place.

“I mean, shit, where do I start?” Leona smirked, flexing her toe beans, the golden, silky fur giving way to darker brown fur around her hands and feet, the fuzz parting to reveal pink toe beans. “I honestly don’t think he does any work besides delegating. I may be the mid manager, but he is the glorified middleman. I guess that’s what brown nosing your way up into the CEO’s asshole gets you.”

“Why don’t you do a bit of brown nosing?” Issac smirked as he dug his thumbs into his friend’s foot, the bones cracking in relief as he messaged her cute foot paws.

“I would rather lick a railing on the subway than give them the satisfaction of groveling. Oh mmm…!” Leona purred as Issac worked over her foot, then took the other into his lap and started working over the other. Going from one and then the other, being sure to crack each toe, to message deep into the tissue, and smell the light musk and vanilla from Leona’s lotion.

“You go on any dates recently?” Issac asked as he threaded his fingers between her toe paws, loving the warmth they held between them.

“Fuck, you know I don’t have time to date with my job,” Leona rolled her eyes. “Also, do you think I’d invite you over if I had a boyfriend?”

“Maybe for a three way,” Issac smirked. “I can share.”

“Oh? Good boy,” Leona purred, taking her free foot paw and booping the coon’s nose. “Just for that, I might invite Alice over.”

“Alice? The white rabbit chick that ate you out under your desk?”

“She’s an even bigger simp than you,” Leona smirked. “And her feet are bigger than mine.”

A soft pink blush brushed across Issac’s face.

“Well shit,” Issac smirked. “Makes the gift I got you seem so insignificant.”

“And what’s that for?” Leona cocked a brow, her short cropped hair falling down in strands over her face.

“For our two year friends anniversary,” Issac smirked.

“Shit, I forgot you’re one of those,” Leona chuckled. “Not that I’m complaining. What’d you get me?”

The coon set her feet down in his lap and pulled something from his discarded jacket on the floor next to the couch and pulled out a black velvet box.

“Damn it Issac,” Leona put a hand over her face. “I told you we’re just friends.”

“And we are, bitch,” Issac joked and popped the box open. “It’s not a ring. Last thing you want around the office are rumors you’re no longer available.”

Leona removed her hand from her face and looked at the gift. It was a golden pendent that looked like it was a teardrop melting over a gorgeous ruby agate. It was small, yet flashy, and glinted with the animosity of a blade dipped in blood.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Leona held out her hands as if trying to catch a ball being thrown and Issac tossed it into her open palms. “I know just the suit to wear it in.”

“Believe me, I do to,” Issac smirked. “It’s supposed to be a warrior’s blood amulet or something, and I don’t know anyone else who could wear it better.”

“How much did it cost?” Leona asked absently as she laced the clasp behind her neck.

“Don’t worry, you’re worth it,” Issac lifted up Leona’s foot paw and tenderly kissed it.

“Damn,” Leona smirked looking down at the pendent hanging just above her pert little B cups. “How does it look?” She asked as she pushed her tits up, the edges of her bra poking out of her blouse.

Issac looked over her toes as he breathed his response between them.

“Breathtaking,” Issac smiled, his claws working over those beans. He was about to wrap his lips around one of those toes when Leona piped up.

“Hold on there, boy,” Leona smirked, her blue eyes glinting. “Ask first.”

“Of course Mistress,” Issac still had that glowing blush as he nuzzled and rubbed his cheek against that warm and soft foot paw. “May I service you my Queen?”

“You truly are the perfect pet,” Leona smirked. “Too bad I don’t have time to leash you down and teach you how to be a house keeper.”

Issac still nuzzled that foot, his breath heavy. He was waiting patiently for his Mistresses answer, as he fucking should. Leona smirked, rolling her free foot paw up into his lap, feeling that hard as a rock dick the coon hid between his legs. The thing was massive for his size. A nine inch dick on a five and a half foot coon looked massive, and Leona enjoyed knowing she could have this stud of a coon eating out of her paws in seconds. She didn’t even hardly have to do anything. He would just take her shoes off for her, and then he would be drooling like a dog with a bone. A very obedient, very disciplined dog with a bone.

“Get to work pet,” Leona smirked, her hand pulling up her skirt to reveal her panties, her pussy darkening the fabric with her slick. Issac gave a little murr, kissed Leona’s sole pad, and proceeded to go to each bright pink toe bean and do the same. Leona moved her panties to the side and started to rub her clit, toying with it as her boy toy did his very well practiced job.

Leona pegged Issac as a boy servant the moment she saw him. He was always agreeable, always submissive, and passive most of the time. On multiple occasions she needed to correct his food order to the waiter at restaurants for him, but he was still the life of the party at any place they went to. He was just a people pleaser, and when she cornered him about it, he collapsed and ate her out in a heartbeat.

Leona purred, pressing her foot paw against Issac’s face as she felt her petals start to warm and flush with need. Her pussy was already bright pink, her clit pulsing to action, but it wasn’t just the warmth radiating from her loins that was rippling through her. The necklace around her neck started to glow, energy warming the lioness deep in her core as well.

Issac sat there, his tongue lulling between toes and worshiping those foot paws with the attention they deserved, still fully clothed. He refused to remove his clothes until his Mistress told him to, and he wasn’t going to disappoint her. This is why they both made such good friends, they both knew where they stood in the relationship. Her standing proud, him on his knees sucking her clit like a good little boy toy.

Then her toes cracked in his face, flexing, fanning outward, but then reaching further than normal. Issac blinked, surely he was imagining it, but a light moan from Leona and another pulse of growth going through her toes alerted the coon to the very real changes that were happening to the lioness.

“Leona?”

“Did I say you could speak?!” Leona pressed her foot paw against Issac’s face, pressing harder now that her legs were longer. “Don’t make me kick you out and get a real man up here to finish the job.”

Issac was concerned, but the sudden paw in his face and the growing toes that stroked his bulge in his slacks made his blush grow deeper and his eyes to roll into the back of his skull. It didn’t matter. He was just a little runt, servant, errand boy for his Queen. His Mistress either didn’t notice, or didn’t care, and if she didn’t care, then it wasn’t worth mentioning, and if she didn’t notice, it wasn’t worthy of note. He was basking in her radiance and he wasn’t going to disappoint her.

Leona gasped, biting her bottom lip as she played with her clit, the little bullet rising to attention as her petals glistened with her slick. Her lustful purrs rolled off into dominant growls. The pleasure swirling up into her pussy curled up her spine, making her fur stand on end as her clothes grew tighter, her muzzle cracking and her jaw getting sharper. Her fangs extended outwards, her teeth getting more vicious. Her tail lashed beneath her swelling buns as they clenched and rounded out to thick powerful globes. Her hips and thighs were always nice and plump, but now they flexed with power, expanding, thickening, slicing into start definition that her fur softened. Her blouse rode up, exposing her powerful core crunched, flexing, her six pack revealing itself. Her shoulders grew broader, her arms swelling with strength and size, her biceps splitting into separate peaks as her horseshoe triceps fought for space. Her forearms were corded with muscle, her fingers thickening with strength as her claws became vicious blades that she expertly maneuvered around her pussy as she continued to tease herself near that edge.

Issac was in heaven, her toe claws were getting larger, he could only fit two of those beastly beans in his muzzle at a time. He had long since been pushed off the couch, kneeling on the floor by the far end as Leona continued to expand. There simply wasn’t enough room for him, and he didn’t care. All he did was continue to worship her toes as she took care of her own needs.

“Fuck!” Leona’s eyes opened, each sapphire orb angry with lust. She arched her back with a growling snarl. Her blouse burst open, her breasts lunging forward into massive melons as her expanding thighs made quick work of her panties and skirt.

“Font and center, RUNT!” Leona growled her order, putting her foot on the coffee table and kicking it out of the way, the heavy piece of wood launching off and smashing into the TV. It didn’t matter, making space for her boy toy was more important.

Issac jumped into action, kneeling before his Queen with the most lust drunk eyes on his face. Leona put her hands on the back of the couch as an arm rest and spread her legs. Her pussy presented to him as she snarled down from above. Leona looked like a Valkyrie goddess, her pussy drooling with her pleasure, her clit a powerful bullet as large as Issac’s thumb demanded attention.

Leona didn’t know what was happening, and didn’t care. All she knew is that she deserved every ounce of power that was given her, and she wasn’t going to question it, because this was the way it should be. She hardly noticed that Issac was still fully clothed, his loins a cum soaked mess and still his dick throbbed, white pearls of his lust welling up from his slacks as he knelt before his Goddess.

“Hey shorty,” Leona nodded up. “Suck my fucking clit like a good little runt.”

Issac didn’t even question it. He propelled himself forward, his hands reverently bracing against her powerful thighs before he got to work. He wrapped his lips around her clit, slurping, his tongue petting the underside of that love button.

“That’s it pet,” Leona purred. “Use your fucking hands too. I’m a lot of woman to handle.”

Issac didn’t hesitate. One hand slipped a trio of fingers into her pussy, the walls soft and warm, slick with their demand to please them, gripping and slurping his digits and beckoning him in further. He swirled his tongue around that clit as it grew in his muzzle, Leona’s body expanding before his very eyes. He looked up at her, his Mistress gently playing with her larger breasts as the pendent around her neck glowed an angry red.

“Fuck yes!” Leona moaned, playing with her nips, her claws gripping her own breasts as she reveled in her own growth. “Don’t stop! Bigger! BIGGER!”

Issac didn’t know if she was talking to him or her expanding body, but he doubled his efforts and was rewarded. Leona let out a roar, deeper and more proud than any lion the coon had ever heard. She squirted, her honey blasting his face, but he refused to stop. He would obey, no matter how hard she spasmed, it was his job as her pet to keep slurping, to keep her pleased as she came!

Leona was thrown into a duo of orgasms, one crashing right into the other. She felt her body expand, pleasure gripping her form and causing her to lurch taller. She had to be over eight feet tall, a solid three feet larger than her boy toy, when her orgasm tapered off.

“Fuck, such a good gift, my good little pet,” Leona purred. “Now, take off your clothes. I’m going to ride that cock for all it’s worth.”

“Yes Mistress,” Issac was lust drunk. If Leona told him to throw himself off the building, he would have done so in that moment. He didn’t care he was going to get his dick wet, all that mattered was that he stayed hard for his Mistress’s pleasure. He ripped his clothes off himself as fast he could, kicking shoes and ditching underwear, his cock still rock hard even though he blew his load in his slacks earlier.

“Lay back,” Leona ordered, her body flexing, growing bigger, her head creeping upward, and her tail lashing out behind her lustfully.

Issac fell back so quickly he may have given himself a concussion, but he didn’t care. Leona murred, her beastly form standing before slamming each foot paw on either side of her coon.

“That’s a good boy,” Leona murred. “Time for your reward.”

“I don’t’ need a reward—” Issac was cut off as Leona crouched down, her pussy dripping on his dick as she clamped his mouth shut. Lustful anger burned in those sapphire eyes.

“I must have misheard you, runt,” Leona half growled, half purred before letting go of his muzzle. “Try again.”

“Y-Yes Mistress,” Issac answered. Leona smiled. Issac had never seen such a vicious maw before. Beautiful and deadly.

“That’s right, boy,” Leona snarled out as she squatted down further to pin his dick to his chest, her body surprisingly flexible despite all the corded muscle. “Now, stay hard while I try something.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Issac answered.

Leona lined her entrance up with the coon’s cock head before flexing. Her walls flexed up, the tip being slurped up into her pussy. She smiled as she pulled up a bit to get the cock at the right angle before sliding down the length in one solid motion.

“There it is,” she purred and started to ride that dick. “Fuck yes, that’s the fucking spot. You still reach all the important parts.”

Leona started to ride Issac who was doing everything in his power not to nut. He thought of anything that he could that might turn him off, but it didn’t matter. Those pussy walls were made of flesh softer than the inside of his cheek, despite how large Leona was, they still gripped him perfectly, they were slick and juicy and milked him for all he was worth. Leona was a lioness built to breed, but she wasn’t doing this for a call to motherhood. She was doing it because it felt good, and it’s what she deserved.

The room filled with loud slapping, the floor shaking as she slammed down with her pussy on each thrust. The pleasure roared in her veins, making her fur stand on end. Then she started to grow again, her body flexing, expanding, her breasts bouncing up and down, getting larger with each bounce as her head crept upward.

“Yes! Bigger! BIGGER!” Leona snarled through clenched teeth as she slammed her hands down on either side of Issac’s head and kicked it into overdrive. “MAKE ME BIGGER!”

Leona’s breasts slammed into Issac’s face and he simply couldn’t hold it back anymore. He came, and he came HARD. His cock squirted a thick load in that expanding snatch, but it was too shallow and far to pitifully small to do anything besides lube Leona up as she slammed away. Issac’s eyes rolled back into his skull as he fought through the hyper sensitivity that was raking his dick, his balls being forced into a second orgasm as Leona continued to expand.

Leona roared, pleasure surging through her as she came. The ten foot lioness gushed over the runt beneath her, a thick wash of cum flooding the floor in a massive puddle of her fem cum, marking Issac as her property, as her pet, his Mistresses play thing.

Power surged through Leona, her body rapidly expanding through her orgasm. Her body burst up into the next floor effortlessly and then the next. Issac was given a moment of relief as his dick slipped from that pussy that had a vice grip on his poll. Leona snarled and roared bursting form the building. The red gem sank into her flesh, a glowing red pinprick just above her breasts as she grew to nearly fifty feet before her growth slowed, but never really stopped. Issac was spared the destructive blast as Leona had grown above him shading him from the carnage.

“FUCK YES,” Leona purred as she turned over and sat in the carnage of her home, the buildings on either side of her partially destroyed. Issac looked up at his Mistress, he was completely immobile form trying to please the goddess before him.

“Did…Did I do a good job…Mistress?” Issac gasped.

“Oh, that’s cute you little runt,” Leona growled lustfully. “It was a nice start, but I’m fairly sure this whole growth thing is connected to pleasure, and I ain’t nearly done yet.”

Leona took the little coon in her hand and pressed him against her pussy. With masterful control, she had that coon slip into her entrance, her walls pulling him in as she slid him right up against her g-spot.

“There, get to work and lick,” she ordered.

Issac could hardly breath, he was being pressed and milked from all angles, his entire body pinned by sexy silk that would make fucking any other woman feel like sand paper. His dick throbbed weakly at half mass as he started to lick and make out with that sweet bundle of nerves.

“Fuck yes,” Leona murred as she lurched larger, the pleasure warming her as she played with her clit before looking out over the vulnerable skyline before her, the city looking like glittering stars. Stars she could crush under heel.

“That’s right, Bigger,” Leona murred. “Keep working that snatch, pet. We have a lot of fucking ground to cover.” She murred as she licked her chops while the lights of the city danced in her sapphire eyes.

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