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"Are you really sure about this?" inquired the werewolf; she wasn't too sure about this whole 'pawplay' thing, and now, with her girlfriend kneeling next to her, her footpaw in hand, she was having second thoughts.

"Come on, Liz! Trust me on this. You're gonna love it." I know I will, thought the dragoness. She was already salivating at the sight of those juicy, plush-looking paw pads just inches away from her face, their gentle scent tickling her nostrils. She licked her lips, not sure where to start first, whether to tend to the pads, give that wrinkly, meaty sole a thorough spitshine, or maybe even suckle on those pretty claws, clean them up of the filthy dust specks tarnishing such glorious perfection. 'Liz' barely held a snort as her muscles tensed the second she felt her reptile girlfriend's tongue on her heel. It tickled much more than expected, but she somehow got used to it pretty fast, managing to partially relax by the third lick. She got to stare at the dragoness' face, a light blush on her own. She looked so fucking sexy like that, with her eyes closed, giving long, loving licks to her paw, huffing and humming in sheer delight, her saliva splattering all over the fuzzy foot and the leathery pads.

Liz could clearly tell the dragoness was enjoying herself, and she began wondering- did her footpaws taste that good? How much further could she go? In a tentative, domineering push, she slowly, timidly inched her foot forwards, slotting two toes into her girlfriend's maw, the claws scraping at her tongue. This caused the dragoness' eyes to shoot open in surprise, freezing for a second.

"Well? I didn't say you could stop," she cooed, attempting to tease the reptile. This seemed to hit just right, as the dragoness resumed her worship with a moaning suckle, sensually wrapping her tongue around Liz' toes.

From there Liz could see her lover's shaft throbbing like crazy. An interesting idea crossed her mind- since the footslut's mouth was so busy with her right foot, then she could use her left one to...

"Ah--!!" moaned the dragoness.

"I can see your little 'tail' wagging, doggy," Liz teased. "Now I wonder, has my pretty babe Vero earned her orgasm...?"

With her paw the werewolf rubbed her girlfriend's shaft, causing her moans to turn into needy groans. Her legs were trembling; she was clearly trying to hold back from going very on her lover's feet like some crazy weirdo. Liz on the other hand only got bolder, one of her hands reaching down between her legs, under her panties; seeing Vero like that, so hot and bothered, needy, horny, brought something wild in her- perhaps her more predatory side, which she was so ashamed of.

"I wonder how many toes it takes to finish you off?" she hummed, wrapping three toes around the dragoness' slick length. "Three?" She then removed one toe, trapping her lover's cock between the remaining two. "Two?" With a giggle, she curled her second toe, only leaving her biggest toe's claw scrape along the reptile's dick. "Or maybe even one is enough..."

Vero's tongue suddenly lolling out was the only warning Liz got before the dragoness' cock shot out a thick blast of spunk all over her fuzzy foot. The dragoness was practically spasming, her hips thrusting on their own as she barely managed not to collapse.

"I guess one is all it takes, huh?" Liz giggled, pulling her legs away, before yanking her girlfriend on the couch she had been lying on.

Vero, who could barely think straight, groaned, "Fuck... How are you so good at this?"

"I dunno... I guess having a bombshell of a significant other makes me want to give it my all?"

The dragoness chuckled. "Smooth."

"As smooth as that dick's entry in my fuckhole... Now come here you big sexy beast!" growled the wolfess.

Much later, the two lovers were still lying on the sofa- albeit drenched in sweat, cum staining their thighs along with the furniture, and panting heavily.

"So... How was it?" asked the dragoness.

"I'm... not sure. You might be onto something here... You looked so fucking hot licking my paws, you know?"

"Well, they are pretty tasty, what can I say?"

Liz gasped, feeling that reptile cock twitching in her love tunnel. "Can't be as tasty as your dick inside me, though... God, are you getting hard again?"

"Thinking about you using my face as a doormat can do that."

The werewolf girl grinned. "Oh, you naughty slut."

The duo tumbled over the couch, starting another round of rowdy love-making.

The following days, the lycanthrope spent a lot of time doing research. A lot of the time she referred to her girlfriend simply because she was the target audience after all; like what she thought was so attractive about it, which style she preferred, and many other things. She discovered so many things, like trampling, ballbusting... She was quite surprised to see people even seemed to like their feet extremely dirty. Others loved platform heels squeezing against their privates, chest or even faces- a whole new world had opened to Liz, solely because her lover couldn't stop staring at her paws. Coincidentally, her job as a stripper gave her many chances to experiment; she was one of the most popular girls at the club, and a lot of clients, humans and furs alike, were willing to pay for some "private time" with her.

One day, as she sat on her private room's bed, in the middle of a break, she stared at her shoes: bonafide stripper heels, with a thick, twenty centimeter high platform, and thin heels that could probably stab somebody to death. And she wondered... How would they feel on somebody? So far, she had only tried barefoot stuff, and was still a beginner at this. Having shoes on would likely remove the feeling of direct touch- which technically was a good thing sometimes, considering she was still a bit ticklish, but if that was gone... then what else was there?

That question remained in her mind until she returned home to her beloved. After their nightly make-out session, as they both hugged in the throes of orgasm, she finally got to ask:

"Hey... What do you think about shoes?"

Liz noticed a curious but interested glint appear in her girlfriend's eye.

"Well... That's a bit of a broad question. What do you mean by that?" she giggled.

"You know what I mean," pouted the werewolfess, wrapping her legs around her lover's, "I mean against... you know. Sure, if you're the receiver, you can still feel stuff but... What if I do it? What happens if I give you a footjob with shoes?"

The dragoness laughed. "I mean, I'd fucking lose my mind if you did it, but I feel like that'd be missing the point."

"Well... I'm just not sure. I'm still new at this. It's only been a couple weeks since we first tried, and to be honest... I'm not sure how to feel about it."

Vero scooted a little bit closer to her lover, their muzzles now touching. "What do you mean, babe?"

Liz could only lower her head a little bit, conflicted. "When I do it with you, I think it's really hot... But I don't know if it's because I like it, or if it's because you're just so fucking sexy doing all that. I've tried it a few times with clients at the club, too, and it definitely loses some of its charm."

"Hmm... Then what about your heart? Listen to it. Be aware of how it feels about it. Deep down inside you; how do you feel when you do it?"

"I... don't know. It's like I don't really care much about it, but on the other hand, I feel like a tiny little part of me still... likes it? Like some tiny little candle that just lit up. But it's so small and frail, it is too busy trying not to disappear to actually appreciate it."

The dragoness hummed for a while, trying to figure out what her girlfriend meant.

"A little part of you... Don't you mean--?"

"I don't know," stopped Liz, her tail flicking between her legs in anxiety. "I'm not sure I want to think about it."

"But why? What if it really was?"

"... Then I'd have to stop altogether."

Vero sighed worriedly. "What... What scares you so much about it?"

A short silence followed. Liz simply lowered her head further and looked away; even in the room's dim, night lighting, the dragoness noticed the brief shine of tears welling up her lover's eyes. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then pulled Liz into a hug.

"Let me tell you something. That fetish of mine... I was ashamed of it- I think deep down, I still am; it's hard not to be when so many people seem to consider it weird, gross, stupid, or all of those at once. So I decided to stop sharing. I snuffed that burning desire inside my chest, deciding to keep it a secret. Enduring the pain I felt whenever I craved to indulge, but knowing it was better if it remained a fantasy. And we've known each other for years, you know. Despite all of that, despite the fact we both love each other very much... I hadn't told you up until that first time. I think it's because I was... afraid. The more time passed, the more scared I became; what if telling you this would push you away? What if it ruined everything we had? I couldn't have born with it. But I figured I couldn't keep hiding this from you. What's the point of living together if we don't tell each other everything? Especially considering we kind of moved up a notch sex wise, it felt wrong to stay silent." Vero chuckled. "So yeah... What I mean is, I've told you my secret."

The dragoness nuzzled into her lover's cheek, before gently whispering into her ear:

"I told you my secret, and you've accepted it. You've accepted me. So... Please tell me yours. Please let me know. I promise..." she paused, taking a deep breath, thinking about the consequences of the words she was about to say, "I promise whatever it is, it won't push me away. I will not look at you any different than before. I will not judge you. I will not hate you... I will accept you, just as you have me."

Another silence followed- broken by a little hic, then another. The dragoness raised an eyebrow, only to realize Liz had started sobbing. Her body shook a little bit as she hiccuped into her lover's shoulder, hugging her just a little bit tighter. Vero felt the sheer neediness in that gesture, those hands gripping her just a little bit harder, those breasts pressing just a little bit further against hers.

"You... You really promise?" came a little squeak out of the werewolfess' mouth. Vero simply closed her eyes and nodded.

"... Promise."