The Kitsune's Pawsistant
THE KITSUNE’S PAWSISTANT
BY VX1000FOX
Out in the field, when the sky is blue, and the wind is quiet. The breeze is soft as the lady hikes through the fields, she is an assistant writer in the operations of things with a photographer specialist at her side but as it seems he’s also her guide through the colonies. Ever since she got out of bed with no breakfast, rushed to pack up her tent, and make way for another brutal walk through the off grid scenes of an untouched space colony left away in the stars all so far away
She was starving, it's been about twelve hours since she last ate a good meal, and it seems the photographer can go with no food for days but she's not able to do that.
He was a macro, look at him. His crimson red fur tails wrapped around with a yellow tail bag, those boots crunched into the soil with every step he made. The kitsune led the way, not her at all. He is in control of the operation, the trip, and he can decide what needs to be done.
The lady assistant walks from behind with her journal in hand, writing what is around her. The trees with numerous colourful apples, birds in the air soaring over the wheat grains, and those boots again lifting up while also falling down again into the dirt. Leaving their trail mainly of boot prints in this scattered world, what was said about this place was true.
Nobody of humanity has come back to this place ever since they left this place, it healed over the past one thousand years and all there is, is just more nature. Nothing left of man’s made works of structures that once reached the clouds, there was nothing left that can reach that high unless you’re that photographer.
She was hungry with twelve hours passing by, all she had was her canteen of water left, and just before she can drink, it falls down to the ground under the macro’s boot, crushing it.
‘’Sorry about that, little lady. I’m sure later on I can get you a drink of something else~’’
He flirts down to her with a giggle, continues on with his hike, and leaving his assistant a little, how to put it she was thirsty more than ever.
It was later on when he finally took a stop by a large boulder considering it as a small hill for his little lady, he’d sit down on the ground while seeing the lady still writing through her journal.
‘’It’s not exactly water but it should fill you up, that is if you’d want it~’’
The lady looked up at him, her cheeks were red more than ever, and slowly placed her journal into her bag. She looked at him with what could be a very shy smile across her face, was it working on her, is this what she wanted since last night.
Ever since they arrived to Earth, when she sneaked into his tent a few nights ago, she was able to find herself in the vault for gold but instead of gold it was those massive soft paws exposed outside from the blanket. That canteen he stepped on was the sweat she carefully drained from his soles, so it looks like she’s finally getting what she wants but is this gonna finally stop her addiction or will it surge more?
Yeah you can say she is a little naughty, but hey if you had the chance with some unaware pawsies left exposed, you would totally do the same thing right?
The kitsune saw the redness on her face, staring at her with a smirk as he slowly undone his laces, and opened up his jacket a little. The day today was sorta warm and cold, he’d slowly pulled one of his boots off laying them towards her with one leg over the other with one other paw still closed from getting out.
‘’Um.. Uh.. um, are you sure?’’
‘’Yeah, why not. You did a few nights ago didn’t you~’’
The lady stopped in her stance, turning around embarrassedly with excitement and also horrified to hear he was aware of it all.
‘’How did you know!’’
She quickly turns around with now a full blown blushy face and with redness on her cheeks.
‘’It’s not the first time I had micros at my paws, but never had a lady wanted to drink some men’s sweat now that’s exoticly adorable if you ask me~’’
He smirks back at her,
‘’So like I can drink some or there’s something else?’’
She asks, thinking it could be a test.
‘’No, not really~’’
He mumbles out a little, flexing his toes slowly. Watch them part, sway those toes as sweat slowly leaks from the gaps, the pores from his paws, and the steam lifting off from his soles especially from the mouth of his boots. The musk lifted into the air in the forestry scene, the little lady slowly would walk to his paws, and press down her lips on the paddings. Taking a whiff to a sniff, and urgefully into licks.
One wasn’t enough for her, there was plenty of work for her to do, and the more she lapped, the more sweat she drank. The kitsune played with her, knocking the micro to the bed of grass under her back, and his looming paw slowly laid nearly flat on her body. Better for her to lay then to stand all day even sitting wasn’t an option, he could hear her squeaking pleasurable moans, and sooner she indulged into his scent.
Not a care in the world went inside of that little woman’s head, it got real hazy for her to comprehend the scent of his overwhelming paws. Sweat soaked her clothes, musk was all she could breathe in, lips pressed deeply into his soles, and soon afterwards she lost all focus around her.
‘’Yeah I might need a new assistant, you can stay if you like but you’re no longer the person you are, little one. Poor sweaty lady aren’t ya~’’
Even his words didn’t click into her system, her hearing was being muffled with the lady’s enjoyment of the macro’s paws, the kitsune placed his gear down, and sighed out taking in the morning air conditioner air of a space colony.
The kitsune continued on his session, photographing the scenery, and it would be hours until the lil lady lost her mind into his sexy paws, yall wish that were you, don’t ya~