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Of course Sav was nervous. His next client was a little famous, in the right places. She also came with a bit of a reputation. How much of that was a persona and how much was real, he was well on his way to finding out. The wolf found himself pacing back and forth just to make sure everything was in order, a dozen times over. He had his oils all lined up - a selection, in case any didn’t agree with her. Music was playing gently, almost inaudible, and he’d picked out some scents he thought would be particularly appealing to a reptile like her. All he had to do was his job, and he was good at it. Even so, he found himself freezing in place when he felt the first thump. Her approach wasn’t exactly a subtle one. Nor was anything else she did. The clink of glass had him glance over to the lineup of fragrant massage oils, watching the ripples in their contents as his client made her way towards the special, extra spacious private room prepped just for her. So maybe a few of his muscles tensed up when he felt the monumental breadth of her presence looming ever closer. He could always make an appointment with one of his coworkers if he needed some relief of his own later. Watching the door, listening to it rattle in its frame, he awaited what was sure to be a thunderous knock. It never came. Instead, she pushed the door open, without using the handle. Sav winced when he heard the crunch of splintering wood. She wasn’t even especially forceful, applying a modicum of her considerable muscle and easily breaking it partly off its hinges in the process. Through the newly breached passage, Sav got his first glimpse of the great, jade-scaled face of his client. “Oops. Thought it was a push door,” she said, her expression neutral. The tyrannosaurus’s head was about the size of Sav’s whole body, he realized. He watched her as she pushed the unsteady door aside and ducked into the room, leaving it barely hanging there by its remaining hinge. Even down to half her height like that, she was still bigger than him. When she stood up to her full size, nearly scraping the ceiling of that extra spacious room, she displayed the full, enormous heft of her body, and the muscles adorning its impeccably trained, toned, and naturally powerful form. That was definitely the Kazgoran he’d been anticipating. She was so much more in person. It wasn’t uncommon in Sav’s profession to find himself alone in a room with someone he considered undeniably attractive. He had quickly learned how to push those thoughts down and merely appreciate them how he might a piece of art, to be admired. He was there to do his job, and to make his clients feel safe and comfortable. Having him lusting over them the whole time simply wouldn’t do at all, and so he kept his gaze strictly professional - but oh, did he ever gaze, if partly just to consider how much effort it was going to be to work on a titan like her. One more glance back at the door to consider saying something more, and she shrugged. By then, she was probably tired of saying sorry for all the accidental destruction she inflicted upon the structures she visited. It was just a consequence of who she was. It took Sav a while just to take her all in. His eyes had been fixated on her own for a while. That stark green complimented her scales, brighter, nearly glowing with that energy of hers. He found himself paying careful attention to her teeth when she spoke, and the shape of her jaws in general, imagining just how hard she could bite if so inclined. It took a while for him to actually scan the rest of her form. She looked dressed for the gym, given the tight athletic wear stretched around her body, surely custom-made. The rest of her was exposed, glistening a little in the light. He was so caught up in her presence, her figure, her size, the individual intricate details of her scales that it took him surprisingly long to actually notice her additional baggage. For a dinosaur known for her nigh-impossible figure, her flat stomach of taut abs, she was looking considerably hefty. That rounded shape of a belly wasn’t just full, it was audibly sloshing. “O-oh …” It was no secret what he was staring at. Kazgoran followed his eyes to her middle and gave it a few soft rubs, with the sound of scale rubbing on scale. It responded with an especially notable gworgle. Sav was pretty sure he saw its contents shift a little too, but whatever it was - or, who was he kidding, whoever - was packed far too tightly behind all that powerful dinosaur muscle to squirm much. Kaz gave a second shrug. “Got hungry. It’s cheat day. Treating myself. You’re the next part of that.” He had to wonder if she meant part of her day, or part of her belly. That was all the explanation she was going to give, and Sav didn’t dare ask for more. The implications alone filled him with unassailable shudders. Property damage and people getting gurgled were both the natural consequences of her going anywhere. If anything, he was just going to have to take the sight of that gut as a relief. She was full. Probably. That meant he was off the menu at least for a little while. Long enough, perhaps, to convince her he was worth keeping around for his massage skills. He realized he’d been staring for a while without making any sort of introduction, so it was time to shrug it off and be a professional. As much of a tall order that was going to be when dealing with a woman of her size. Her entrance alone was still replaying through his head. “Ah, well. Good afternoon miss - mm, Kazgoran.” He didn’t know her last name, if she even had one. “If you’re ready, we can get started with your massage.” “Naked, or?” “Any level of dress is fine, depending on your comfort -” There was no need to finish that sentence. Nor was she stepping behind the screen for some privacy. It wouldn’t have hidden much of her anyway. She reached up, stripped off her top, and then got out of her shorts nearly as quickly. That necessitated lifting her great big feet up and down, sending a small tremor through the room that rattled the bottles and made the music briefly skip. Or maybe that was Sav’s heart. It was pounding, and all the more when he found himself staring at the great, sculpted, nude form of the rex herself. Bending down like that and coming back up left her belly wobbling a little, bouncing and then tightening firmly enough around its occupant to reveal it was at least two people. Or had been. They were soft enough it was hard to recognize any particular details, but there was at least enough that a muffled mmmf perked Sav’s ears in that quiet room. He was just going to have to ignore that. Or perhaps give it some direct attention if she so chose. All he had to do was step aside and direct her to the specially prepared table. Even extra long, extra wide, and reinforced in every possible way, it still wasn’t a sure thing. Sav had his doubts the massage table could possibly hold up to her weight, and he really didn’t like the idea of being alone in a room with an annoyed dinosaur if it collapsed, but he wasn’t going to stop her from trying. The thought of having her all stretched out, with full access to her massive frame, that was enough to make him worry a little less. Kaz approached, slowly. Maybe she was even being careful, by her standards, not to break anything else. Sav still felt every step. There was plenty of creaking involved once Kaz laid back and settled her weight fully on the table, but the various supports and beams kept it from so much as sagging. It was industrial strength, and Sav was going to have to be as well if he was going to keep up with her. He found himself surprised she chose to start out on her back. That left her rather lewdly exposed to him, but she didn’t seem to care in the slightest. It almost felt like a dare not to stare. Yet no matter how intimidating she might have been to him, he wasn’t about to forget how to do his job. With her gurgling gut on prominent display, he was even more motivated than usual. Hopefully the soothing aroma of his chosen oil would keep her calm enough to let him do his thing. He’d heard about her temper, here and there. Getting his hands thoroughly coated in shiny stuff, he rubbed them together with a healthy schlicking sound and laid them first on the dinosaur’s shoulders. He almost recoiled at the first touch. Those scales were hard and harsh, coarse if he rubbed in the wrong direction. Taking his time to navigate them and find the softer spots between them, he applied more and more pressure, just to get an idea of what he was dealing with. The taut muscle beneath the armour was going to take some serious kneading if she was going to enjoy any of it, but he felt confident he was up to the task. Though it required him putting his whole body weight into some deep, firm squeezes, it didn’t take him long to get a short huff or maybe a snort of approval from the rex. She didn’t interfere. Laying there atop the study table, sprawled out, fully exposed to her much smaller masseuse, she allowed herself to enjoy the attention. Sav pressed his thumbs between the scales, stroked, admired, and did his very best to get down to her muscles, from the base of her thick neck, over to her shoulders, and onto her powerful arms. Getting both hands on one of her biceps made him give a soft whistle. He’d touched softer steel. His admiration brought a soft chuckle from Kaz. She wasn’t going to boast. That was entirely unnecessary when her body spoke for itself. But she was enjoying the attention, at least. He worked all the way down until he got to her hand, pressing his fingers into her palms, squeezing each of her fingers in turn, admiring her claws as he did so. She didn’t comment on any of his work, but the occasional exhalation came a little stiffer than before. As nice as it might have been to make her moan for him already, he was happy with what he got. After repeating the thorough process on her other arm, he eventually stopped to get his hands all oiled up. He was going to need to be slick while he worked the scales of her chest. Though she was fully naked in front of him, he worked slowly downwards, keeping the touches to less erogenous zones, working down her collarbone and then just a little farther. Did he dare? Temptation flared up, countered only by the thought of what would happen to him if he earned her wrath. She was a force of nature. Maybe she wouldn’t even have been able to stop herself. He was just going to have to make sure he asked for her approval before he laid hands on her breasts. Or try to. “Do you prefer - “ “Go ahead, yeah. Do my tits.” Kaz’s nod was pure nonchalance. Though she wasn’t quite so stoic when he shuffled around to the size of the table, standing tall so he could lean down and put some muscle into a deep, thorough grope and rub of her bust. The deep, resonating groans that escaped her shook right up his arms while he worked her over. Her skin was a little softer there, more finely-scaled, and beneath that surface there was an impressive amount of squish. It was unusual for someone as muscular as her to be that busty, but that was far from the most extraordinary thing about her body. He had to admit she looked even better with her chest all oiled up, shining under the lights, adding to her natural glisten to highlight her curves. Working down her body meant getting closer and closer to her gurgling belly. It seemed like it was settling down a little. He wasn’t quite sure if that was a good or bad thing. Sav didn’t hear any other muffled voices. There was only the steady, sloshing rumble of her ongoing digestion of whoever that might have been. He glanced over now and then, simply awed by how quickly that bulge was flattening down again. If she was going to put on any fat from such a feast, he definitely didn’t see it. Maybe she just converted prey directly into that scaled bulk of hers. That would have explained how she managed such physical perfection on top of her naturally imposing heft. “Hey,” she said, during one of his particularly lingering glances at her middle. He quickly looked away, trying his best to hide his flustered expression. Kaz had her head up just enough to see him. When he didn’t respond, just watched, she gave him a nod of direction. “Gut too. Give that your best rub. Help ‘em settle in.” “Okay!” It came out a little too loud, a little too abruptly maybe. He could make up for that with a good performance. When someone like her told him to rub something, he turned his full attention to it. There was still a little softness there, a little bulge. He pressed his fingers into it and felt it squishing down under the pressure. There wasn’t much force he could add to what the contents of her stomach were already experiencing under those powerful abs, but even just starting to knead seemed to aid things along the way. He was a little gentler there. It wasn’t as if her digestion was a delicate process, but he still wanted to ease into it, tending to her, rolling his palms over that middle until it had all but completely smoothed over with one last enduring glurrrrrrn. There was still plenty of noise to be made, and plenty more rubbing to do. He got a little firmer with it once her middle started tightening up again. There was the steady undertone of rumbling, but there was also the occasional glorp and splurch of especially aggressive activity. Her stomach was as fierce as her, and anything that ended up inside of it didn’t stand a chance. He listened to the slosh of what was once solid shifting around, getting noisily liquefied beneath his fingers, and he paid his tribute in the form of firmer and firmer kneading, gripping her as deeply as he could, pressing his full strength into her immensely solid abdomen. That was enough to earn him a groan from the big dino’s lips. He liked to think he at least partially caused it. A long, steady hmmmmm sounded a little like a particularly gruff bit of pondering out loud on her part, but it was as bassy as the rest of the noises she made, and ever so satisfying to hear. He kept rubbing her until she let out an immodest belch, small for her, but a potent gust of air rushing past his face even from afar. Sav found himself briefly frozen in place, as if he’d simply been disconnected from his body by the casual power of that display. His eyes flitted to her jaws, getting a glimpse of her teeth - and the dark cavern beyond them, all slick black flesh as far as he could see. His staring didn’t go unnoticed. “Liked that, huh?” Kaz gave a bit of a grin, the first time Sav had seen her give anything beyond her usual disaffected expression. “Well, fuck it. It’s my massage. Come have a closer look. I promise to behave, kinda.” She was slightly gentler about her orders there. It was almost friendly. Sav knew he was taking a risk, but keeping the client happy was his number one priority, and there was nothing else that went into his decision to shuffle over and stand beside her head, watching her lick her lips at him like she was sizing him up as a potential dessert. There came those shudders again. He at the same time glanced at the door as he curled his toes at the thoughts such a display inspired. His breath was a little faster, his heart louder in his ears, and his clean white uniform shorts just a little tighter. Mhmm. It was purely dedication to his craft that drove the wolf toward her jaws and nothing else. Kaz gave what he hoped was an amused snort. “Ah, come on. Hop up. I want you to really get in there. With your hands, I mean.” Her playful reassurance didn’t exactly steady his heart, but he was still very much into doing what she told him. Climbing up onto that table with her didn’t exactly test its strength. The weight he added to it was a tiny fraction of her own. Just like he wouldn’t even have been that big a contribution to her massive body despite his chubby frame. If her appetite still wasn’t sated, a soft wolf was going to start looking pretty good, he had to imagine. He couldn’t even see the bulge of her previous prey anymore. They’d been completely assimilated into her hefty form from his perspective, as if they were never even there. That was the thought that made the slow spread of her dark maw in front of his face all the more enticing. She wasn’t quite drooling, but her saliva production was at the level Sav considered concerning. He watched those strands stretch and snap, sometimes splashing right in his face as he knelt beside her. For the moment, he just stared. It was a deep, black pit, from which there was no return. All it would have taken was a single chomp to make him her next meal - or perhaps just a snack. When he wasn’t getting close enough for her to taste, she reached back to pluck him from where he was and set him right atop her chest. Sav flailed a moment, briefly losing his balance, almost tumbling right into her mouth. He stopped just short, his head inches from her teeth, well within biting distance. Yet Kaz remained where she was, patiently gaping before him, allowing him to ease into her maw at his own pace. His hands were still lightly oiled, but that stuff was perfectly edible, even tasty. Maybe too much so. Nonetheless, he carefully eased forth and stretched out his arms, unable to resist the allure of her jaws. What was the intent of her show? He found himself asking a million questions on the inside, trying not to let it show in his face as he did. Was she just rewarding him for his good work? Flaunting herself out of habit? Making a threat? Maybe a little of all of the above. They had a way of going together. It still felt like a reward to him though, and he made sure to keep those arms of his working past light fatigue to ensure he was worthy of such a display. He touched her tongue first, carefully stroking along its smooth black surface, watching her mouth get that much wetter once he started sharing his taste. The temptation to simply lose himself in staring - or perhaps to dive in - wasn’t going to dissuade him from being thorough though. The wolf bravely scooted just a little closer so he could give that rex mouth a full inspection, like he’d gone from masseuse to amorous dentist. Everything needed to be touched. That was simply the first unspoken rule. He got the occasional huff of her breath - surprisingly, even shockingly warm for a reptile - and grunt as signs of her approval as he brushed across her gums. Working up to the base of each tooth, he admired just how strong they felt before moving on to the inside of her cheeks. All was especially slick by the time he was shoulder-deep in her mouth, reaching all the way to the back of her throat, rubbing the black roof, all without ever seeming to bother her. His efforts eventually came with their own reward in the form of a deep, rumbling belch boiling up from within her. The potent blast nearly knocked him flat - not for the force of it, but just for the feeling of having her hit him with a warm, slightly prey-scented burp that rolled up over his arms and washed over his face and chest alike. He slid back a little, especially after the glimpse of her gullet he got while she belched on him. Blushing hard, he suppressed an excited, if nervous giggle until it was just a flustered chuckle, looking at her with his cheeks absolutely blazing. She offered him as much of a grin as she could without biting his arms, reaching up to slowly slide them out so she could speak as clearly as her gruff voice allowed. “Liked that, huh? Pegged you as the sort from the start. Wasn’t even a good one. Sit there a sec if you want more.” She wasn’t asking for an answer, just a demonstration of how increasingly obsessed he was getting with the jade goddess on his massage table. Kaz scooted up onto one of her elbows, catching him before he slid down her scaled chest too far. Holding him in place with her fingers wrapped around his waist - easily overtaking the entire circumference with her strong digits alone - ensured he didn’t squirm away from the sight of her opening up wide and huffing in some air just to fuel another. A little gurgling, and she gave him a belch that made the first one look more like a hiccup. The supreme, commanding power of the forceful URRALLLP that hit the wolf’s entire body at once made it feel like he was enduring the full power of her roar. It was every bit as triumphant and queenly, if less elegant. By the time that five-second eruption was done, Sav was left shaken, his ears ringing, his eyes watering, and a very silly smile on his face. He wasn’t sure if he was drooling, or if that was just Kaz’s own saliva dripping down his face. Kaz leaned in to do her best at cleaning him up. Of course, slobbering all over him with some big, heavy licks from his chest to his ears just left him much wetter than before. He was soaked enough that he eventually just shrugged and removed his top between slurps, tossing it aside to splat on the floor. That gave her even more access to licking him, and she made use of it, going down to his belly to completely plaster his fur flat under a heavy layer of rex spit. She was free to keep that up for as long as she wanted, as far as he was concerned, even if every drag of thick tongue over his bare fur granted her even more reason to gulp him down. Eventually, she drew back to wetly smack her lips in his direction, leaving him steaming with her warm drool clinging to him. There was an even more intense look in her eyes, staring him down, unblinking, slowly puffing hot air in his soaked face. He swore he could read her mind for a few moments while she mulled over the meat in front of her, chest rising and falling, unimpeded by the wolf atop it. “It’d be so damn easy ... not that hungry though. Yet.” She leaned back, wiggling herself back into place on the table. Sav remembered how to breathe. He was grateful for the few moments she granted him to recover. That was all he was going to get though. Soon, she stretched out and gave her thighs a slap. “Alright, you. Break’s over. Pretty sure you still owe me the rest of my massage.” Sav glanced back, still seated atop the great rex. Kaz casually rubbed her legs together, then stretched them out, splaying her toes. There was still a lot of scaled ground to cover. He thought about hopping down from his perch to continue as before, entirely professional. Given he was half-bathed in her spit and not in arm’s reach of a towel, he was pretty sure it had already crossed the line into a not exactly normal session. Instead, he turned himself around and crawled backwards, moving over her middle to sit upon her hips and work her legs. He could have dipped down for her sex, but it wasn’t quite that kind of massage, not yet. She had a pleasant reptilian scent that hinted at her being perhaps at least slightly aroused, but he paid that little mind, for the moment. Instead, his focus was purely on those long, phenomenally powerful legs of hers. Her arms were impressive enough. Pressing his fingers against the muscles of her thighs left him nearly bouncing right off against the springy, solid mass of muscle there, lightly flexing under his trained touch. He had to wonder how many watermelons had met their end between those. Kaz was right back to making those pleasant noises, sometimes grunting, sometimes huffing. It was never outright a moan, but she made some breathy sounds that were definitely the kind of pleasure he liked to cause. Just knowing he could make a rex like her sound like that was all the inspiration he needed. Sav found himself inspired to really dig deep into those muscles as best he could, even if it meant wearing himself out. He slowly moved down her legs, working them in rolling rubs like he was paddling a kayak, exerting himself until he was puffing. A glance back at the rex, and the briefest glimpse of her contented, surprisingly tranquil expression was all it took to keep him pushing through the fatigue. Sav might have thought she was faking it if she seemed the sort to ever consider that. Maybe she just didn’t get the chance to relax and let people touch her much at all. Poor girl had to be a little touch starved, being so scary and scaly like that. She deserved better - and Sav hoped to make a lasting impression by giving it to her. He made sure to be as thorough as possible, even when it meant massaging places that weren’t necessarily the most effective for muscle relief, just to make sure he didn’t miss anything. Stroking along the sides and back of her knees made him wonder if she was ticklish, for just a moment. Of course she wasn’t. That meant he could go all the way down to her feet, where her toes were splayed and her dark claws were on display. He made sure to carefully navigate those sharp edges in the process of getting his fingers between her toes, kneading just a little more gently in case she was slightly sensitive there. She made no sign of it if she was. He scooted all the more, sitting on her shins and reaching around to knead at her soles as well, surprised how soft the scales were there. If he pressed in deeply enough, in just the right spot, he got a snort out of the rex, like he’d just told her a mildly amusing joke. Leaning into that pressure point for a while finally earned him something of a groan. It sounded a little like a growl of warning too, but he chose to interpret it as peaceful. He was sitting there with his back turned to her for some time, he realized. It would have been easy for her to sit up and chomp him without him ever seeing it coming. Yet she remained right where she was, head back, eyes on the ceiling, breathing just a little more sharply now and then when the wolf demonstrated his skills. What he lacked in strength he made up for with his precision, using his thumbs for extra leverage until the rex lifted her huge tail and thumped it against the table hard enough to nearly shake Save right off of her. When the wolf jumped a little at the sudden thud, Kaz gave a chuckle. “Sorry. Feeling pretty good. You wanna do this too, while you’re down there? Plenty of muscles to work over there too.” She lifted and dropped her tail a few more times, giving a heavy thump each time. “I’m pretty good with it, too. Maybe I can even give you something back.” Sav wanted to ask what she meant, but he was happier just finding out. He gave a nod. “I can do that.” He took a moment to consider that hefty appendage and where exactly he was going to start with it, but Kaz made up his mind for him. She wasn’t kidding about her skills. What looked like a lazy, lumbering part of her had surprising agility when she put some effort into flexing it. It moved suddenly like a serpent, rippling with muscle, curling and then coiling around the masseuse’s waist. She plucked him up from where he was and let him dangle in the air a moment, fully supported by the strength of her tail alone, slowly curling a little more beneath him to provide him with something of a seat. At least his arms were still free. All that effort to get just one little groan out of the rex, and Sav was already moaning for her right back. He could hardly believe some of the sounds coming out of his mouth once he was being subjected to the leathery flexes of constriction working his lower body to slight numbness. She might not have had the concentrated power of a snake, but as her size, that didn’t matter. Kneading him over while he did his best to knead her right back, she soon had him huffing and puffing just for her, shutting his eyes tightly to allow her to crick his joints and press into his own muscles from seemingly all angles at once. It left his arms shaking, and his lip trembling a little too. He wasn’t in control of his mouth anymore. “Ohhh, Kaz ...” “Yeah. That’s what they all say.” She grinned, rather brightly under the lights. “Don’t worry. I won’t crush ya yet. Lots more stuff I need from you.” She playfully worked him over as she said that, pressing into his hips and his lower back. There was one particular pop his spine gave that felt like he’d been waiting for it for years. Either he was going to walk better than ever before when she was done with him, or not at all, but he felt pretty damn good about it either way. The only problem with his current situation was that he wasn’t much able to actually massage her tail when his arms were feeling weaker and weaker. He wasn’t even really sure where to start with such a powerful thing, and he didn’t want to think she was paying for the time to give him some treatment, but it all felt too amazing to fuss about. Maybe she was enjoying it as much as he was. While he wasn’t the smallest wolf around, in her clutches he was as good as weightless. She lifted him up higher to dangle a little, which left him staring right down at her jaws. He kept right on looking even when she displayed her maw to him once more, or licked her chops, returning his gaze. The relative quiet of the room ensured he didn’t miss the sound of her belly rumbling. It was a short, subtle gurgle, but enough to indicate she was at least thinking about cutting her appointment short with another snack. Eventually, she gave a slight shrug to herself and brought Sav down to her chest once more, slowly unravelling her tail from around him. His heart was a drumbeat in his flattened ears. His appointment, and his life - she could have ended them both in a single bite. He wouldn’t even have been the first person she ate that day. Or the second. He knew he was taking a risk, just accepting that appointment in the first place. She could do whatever she wanted with him. That was the fun of it. The whole appeal that had him squirming in her presence from the start, in some small way. It was far too late to back out, even if the body he’d been admiring was sitting at 50/50 odds of being his end. Out of one embrace and into another, Sav found himself faceplanted in the rex’s tits when she wrapped an arm around the back of his head and kept him there. He was intimately close to what was perhaps the softest part of her, snugly engulfed in her cleavage, breathing her. Though she was clean and well-kept, not to mention still somewhat oiled from his earlier massaging. Her natural scent still shone through. That made him glad he’d gone for a subtler, inoffensive flavor to keep from covering her up too much. She had a reptilian musk that he found himself enjoying with every little sniff. His huffing got less and less subtle as he went, and he was soon nuzzling against her breasts, trying to get that scent all over his fur without a second thought. His body acted all on its own, and he just had to hope she didn’t mind. Kaz made her approval clear. “Give me a little more than that. Nothing wrong with a little licking, right? Pretty sure that counts as a massage.” Sav couldn’t have been happier to hear that. There was nothing forbidden about pleasuring his clients in more intimate ways, though he always waited for them to ask before suggesting it, and eased into it to make sure they were comfortable. He forgot about the last part. All it took was her question, and he dived in with his answer, applying generous amounts of wolf tongue to her bust from every angle he could. Maybe he was a little embarrassed at his own enthusiasm, but hearing Kaz’s little laugh and feeling her pat him on the back like she did was all he needed to know. He was free to slurp and drool on her chest as much as he liked. If he worked hard enough, there might have even been a moan in it for him. Kaz was content to soak up the attention while he polished up her scales and made them glisten all the more. The only interruption was to give him a little nudge towards one of her breasts in particular, right above her heart, so he could nuzzle and lick at the firm black teat there. He found himself blushing while he slathered up her nipple, only to let go of his own shyness and go right in for the suck. Kaz’s approving grunt was especially deep at that. Sav grinned around her breast, clutching it in both hands to greedily squeeze while he sucked on it about as hard as he could. There was absolutely no need to fear getting too rough with a goddess like Kaz. She kept him there, hand on the back of his head, only to curl her fingers and clutch him tight, hauling him on over to her other breast for equal attention. Her huffing got more frequent. Sav could feel that hot air blowing down over him, hotter with each breath. Her scent was getting warmer too. He breathed her in between tastes, serving her however she wished, even when it left him slightly out of breath himself. Wagging his tail when she rumbled with pleasure for him, he was both grateful to be plucked from her bust to get some air, and slightly disappointed he didn’t get to linger there all the longer, even if it meant passing out in the middle of worshipping that jade titan. “Pace yourself,” Kaz said, with the sternness of a coach. “I’m ... trying,” he said, between gasps. “I’ll give ya a sec. Even if I’m paying for the seconds. Gotta admit. You made me damn horny with that. And you’ve got a pretty face.” He saw where she was going, but felt compelled to ask questions anyway. “Oh? Well, thanks, but I’m not sure how that ...” “Gives me an idea. A few, really. Hard to pick which one’s my favourite, but I’ve got it. Promise you won’t freak out when you hear it.” She wasn’t asking him to, she insisted. He could only faintly nod, a little afraid, but plenty excited to do whatever she wanted him to do. His eyes were wide and his ears were perked while she fell into an even lower register of her voice to tell him exactly what she needed from him. “I really fucking want to ...” --- “... get my legs around your head. Give you a bit of a squeeze. Dunk you in my pussy. That kind of thing. If you’re into that.” She gave a shrug at the end, leaving a little wiggle room in case it actually was something he was uncomfortable with. He stammered a little, saying nothing, licking his lips to get the lingering rex taste on them. “Ohhh ... right in the crushing zone, huh?” Kaz’s whole body moved with her snort. “Yeah. Promise I won’t melonize you. I’m good with my strength.” “You’re good at a lot of things, Kaz.” Sav’s voice was briefly dreamy. He glanced down at her body after that, hardly taking his eyes off her face for a moment. “Just, um. Tell me where you want me.” “I can do better than telling you.” She reached out and took him by the face, plucking him into the air briefly while she sat herself up, supporting her weight on her other arm. Stretching out her legs, she swiftly trapped the wolf between them, getting him all wrapped up and snugly trapped there, squeezed on either side from head to ribs by the absolute pillars of muscle that were her thighs. He felt their tone flexing taut against him, already putting on some impressive pressure, but he managed to keep breathing, if more rapidly. That just meant huffing yet more of her scent, getting doused in her arousal, in the heat emanating from her reptilian sex. He couldn’t crawl towards it, as much as he would have been happy to lick, to shove his whole face inside if that was what she wanted. For a moment, she was content just to squeeze him, treating him to an experience much like being wrapped up in her tail, but multiple times over. He felt the pressure on his skull, his neck, his ribs. It was all just a little precarious, teetering on too much, on doing harm. It would have been so embarrassing to have fallen for such an obvious trap if she really did crush him, but she kept herself under control, simply kneading him, tenderizing him a little, giving him what might have counted as another massage of her own for as long as she could stand it. Eventually, she was just too damn turned on. She gave a growl and snatched him, pulling his fur just a little in the process of smushing him right up tight to the lips of her softly scaled sex. The first thing he did was sniff. It was pure instinct, filling up his keen wolf nose with pure rex pheromones. She left him quivering with just one huff, his eyes rolling back for a moment as a pleasured shudder rolled through his body. Then he was right back for more, shoving his nose nearly inside of her and getting his tongue involved too. There was plenty of her fragrant nectar to lap right up, to bathe his senses in her essence and imprint that flavour deeply on her tongue. He’d never moaned so much just tasting someone before. Kaz showed her pleasure with the occasional rumble, rising in intensity until she was starting to sound like a volcano, ready to go off. She was definitely getting wetter. Sav was absolutely bathing in thick, fur-soaking juices, clinging to every inch of him they touched, trailing down his chest and back when they gushed out around his tongue and muzzle. He went a little deeper, and felt those inner muscles clamping on him, holding him in place. For at least a few seconds, he was completely stuck inside of her, clenched and drenched, breathing nothing but her lust. She let him go when he squirmed, but he would have been fine if she held him there a little longer. Still, he had to remember that he was mortal and probably needed to breathe now and then. He pulled back when she allowed him and just let the juices drip from his smiling muzzle while he loudly panted hot steam. Her taste was still prominent on his breath with each huff. His eyes were a little out of focus, delightedly blissed out on the drug that was rex pussy. Kaz squirmed a little where she sat, getting a little higher, looming over him while he recovered. The table creaked, but it remained strong enough even for a lustfully writhing t-rex woman. “Get some more inside me. Could probably take your whole arm if you want.” There was really no need to add those last three words. He wanted whatever she wanted, and there was nothing he wanted more than to fulfill her every request. It wasn’t about being a professional anymore. It was about being a worshipper. Stroking along her folds, gently at first, then much more firmly, he toyed with her clit and parted her lips with his fingers, getting his digits slick in seconds. It was more fun to ease into it, even if it was dangerous to tease a horny rex. He felt her eyes on him the entire time, felt her breath coming in waves, and when he got his fingers inside of her, felt the constant flexes of needy pressure working on his hand. Those inward clenches all but dragged him inside. Once she had her grip on him, there was no pulling out until she allowed him to. He kept going. Balling his hand into a fist, he pushed deeper and deeper, sheathing his arm inside her cunt to feel its every ripple kneading all around him. Kaz gave a long, deep chrrrrr that sounded almost cute, if still imposing. He was up to his elbow, and still going. She was tight enough to make his progress slow, but accommodated him with ease, urging him towards her womb until he had his shoulder mashed against her clit. Using that position to rub against her, throwing himself back and forth to fuck her at least a little with his entire arm at once, he soon found himself unable to move much at all when she really started squeezing. Thighs and pussy alike locked him in place while she worked on him, gnashing her teeth, thumping her tail on the table, curling her toes. She worked around his arm like that until he could hardly feel his fingers, and closed her thighs on him until he all but disappeared between them. It was enough pressure on his chest that she eventually squeezed a yelp out of him, which made her reflexively ease up in an instant. “Ohhhh, fuck. That’s good. Sorry. Lemme ease up. Don’t wanna break you before I’m done with you.” She already had, but she softened her grip a little more to allow him to recover. “Your fur’s nice. Feels good all sopping wet, too. How about you take that uniform off and put a little more inside?” “Even more than an arm?” He managed a little smile, even out of breath and a little shaky. “Yeah. Like your head or something.” That was good enough an idea for him. It was easy to get out of his clothes too, stripping from that plain white top and bottom even with his limited range of movement between her legs. He kicked them aside, letting them slide over the edge of the table, letting them fall to the floor with a little splat. When he was sufficiently bare, she gave him another squeeze, one firm enough to drag him towards her a little. It took some maneuvering, but all he had to do was turn his head and body to the side to faceplant between her pussy lips once more. He was all but instantly submerged in the juicy results of all his hard work at pleasuring her. Outright drinking her liquid lust, he swallowed deeply while he eased himself inside her, muzzle first. With one arm at his side and the other thrusting back and forth with every inwards flex her her sex, he allowed himself to be engulfed by that grip. For all their power, the walls were soft enough to leave him comfortably cushioned. His ears got quickly overwhelmed by the constant sucking and schlicking of that ultra-wet flesh all around him, but he didn’t mind that either. Licking his way within her, he breathed as normal, getting more and more inundated with her, painted in her lust-musked scent as if never to smell like anyone else. Her voice resonated through her body from that perspective, rumbling all around his head. Yet somehow he still understood her perfectly. “More. Now.” Sav tried to nod, only to realize how silly a thing it was to attempt while he was neck-deep in rex cunt. It wasn’t like he could speak much either. His affirmative seemed to get through to her either way when she started squeezing again. Sometimes Sav couldn’t help a gasp, slightly intimidated by the flexing prowess of the sex enveloping him, but she made sure never to crush him. There was just a whole lot of kneading on his head, and then his shoulders, pinning his other arm in place, slowly numbing him with pleasure. Eventually, his outstretched arm touched against some slight resistance. It didn’t take much more squeezing to ease him past that and right into her womb. The warmth inside her was all different there. It felt less harsh, more welcoming. Maybe Sav was just imagining that. More importantly, crossing that threshold made the rex bellow with pleasure. He was thankful to be safely earmuffed in her pussy, lest he end up deafened by it. She was building and building, tightening on him, clenching him harder and harder, but she was still careful, in her way. Finally, when the pleasure peaked enough to make her start toying with her cunt, a wolf halfway engulfed in her pussy, she gave another of those shrugs to herself. “Ahhh, fuck it. Yeah, sorry Sav. Gonna need the whole you. I’ll keep ya safe for later, don’t worry. Cause we’re definitely fuckin’ having a round two.” Honestly, Sav had no idea why she felt the need to apologize for it. Of all the ways he could have ended up fully inside of her, that was probably the safest choice. He knew she’d been thinking about eating him. Instead, she took him by the hips with one hand and pumped him in and out of her body, slowly, possessively. He could feel the way she curled her fingers around his middle, touching him with his claws. There was absolutely no way she was letting go at that point. And she could only endure using him as a toy for so long before she needed the rest of the wolf. Messy, squirting shoves brought her to quivering, to rapidly clenching down. He could only shut his eyes extra tight and swim inside her until she slurped away his hips, his thighs, his paws. It all went so fast when she was trembling internally, working around him before he disappeared, bringing herself to orgasm with his entire body. There came the roar. It didn’t matter how soundproof the walls of the spa were. Everyone was going to at least feel such a proud, triumphant blast of pure noise like that. Someone standing near the door might well have heard how hard she squirted too. Sav could snuggle his way into her womb with the contented thought of having made even that giant rex woman cum that hard. She gushed across the table and made a mess of the floor too. There was a puddle in the wake of his vanishing, as if she’d converted him directly into her juices. Yet there he remained, safely tucked away, slowly squirming about until he was perfectly curled up within the confines of her womb. The relatively accommodating, spacious chamber was awash with her scent and just the right kind of warm. He listened to her heart rate return to its normal, low rate in the wake of her climax and got himself as comfortable as he could. The wolf made for a nice, round bulge in her belly just like her previous prey, though there was much less gurgling involved. She looked maybe a few months pregnant, if not exactly gravid hefting him around. A few fond strokes over her middle and a heavy breath of approval told him all he needed to know, but he was thankful for her kind words nonetheless. “Alright. Fuck. You’re good at your job, Sav. I’m taking you home with me after that. You’re gonna be the rest of my cheat day.” She gave a little laugh. “I’ll be sure to tip generously on my way out. Worth it.” He thought about trying to communicate from where he was, but that really didn’t seem necessary. His body did the talking for him, delightedly wriggling when he wasn’t just relaxed and content inside her. Up she got, jostling him slightly with the movement, but mostly he was safe and protected beneath her scales, breathing her, soaking in her, knowing she wasn’t nearly done using him to relax or get off alike. Whatever she wanted next, it wasn’t his professional duty that made him want to keep her satisfied. He never knew how happy he could be admiring and even worshipping a gorgeous giant like her. It felt like it had always been his purpose. And it was going to be, for a long, long time. --- “ ... sit on your face. And before you say anything, I’ve actually done it before without killing anyone. I know how to use my weight.” Kaz held up her hands. She knew it was a tall order. That was a whole lot of trust she was asking Sav to have in her. The wolf’s eyes scanned up and down, considering how much she might have weighed overall, and whether he would have been stupider to risk it all and say yes, or to say no and miss out on the opportunity of a lifetime. He’d only managed a few glimpses at her ass up until then, something she seemed to realize as he silently scanned her with that nervous look on his face. It took her just a moment to roll herself over onto her side and give him a better look, with her thick tail curled over her hip and out of the way. That was a damn convincing argument. Sav traced his eyes down her spiky spine and got to the curves of her muscled backside - a set of scaled cheeks as round as they were taut. There was plenty of cushion, but it was going to be firm. He was going to have to trust her to be very very careful. One slip, and he was done. That was all true, and yet it wasn’t going to diminish how intensely he was ready to give her what she wanted. “Yeah. I can do that. I think.” “You won’t have to do much of anything once I’m on top. Usually how it goes. Guess we swap places now.” She slipped off the table, standing up tall to tower over Sav again, as if to remind him what a bad idea it truly was. She could have done much worse to him without his permission though, so at least he knew she wasn’t trying to trick him. Even climbing up onto the table took him a good hop. He briefly appreciated just how solid and motionless it was beneath him, before all focus was on her again. After a deep breath, he laid himself down and did his best to relax. Kaz didn’t waste much time effortlessly straddling the massage table. At least with her feet still touching the floor it was going to be easy to keep from crushing him. That didn’t make it much less overwhelming. She met his nose and face with her backside, bringing him down into her scent, immersed, sniffing her in a second. Eventually he found a spot on her hips to grip and he latched on tight, eating her ass with enough enthusiasm even Kaz paused for a moment. She gave a growl that he was pretty sure was pleased and angled herself to press down all the more firmly on his face. With his tongue drawing back and forth over a smooth black ring, buried deep between her muscled cheeks, Sav worked himself into more and more of a blush by the moment. It really didn’t take him much to start rimming that huge, heavy, musky dinosaur. “Uh huh. That’s good. Little more.” It almost sounded like a question, but it was more of a command. She didn’t wait for a response either way. Easing down, inch by inch, she overtook a little more of his face, ramping up the pressure until he was nearly inside of her. He found himself smothered tightly against her hole, but that was all the more reason to kiss it, to make out with it all the deeper. Enough licking and he found himself slowly wiggling his tongue inside of her, just to make that kiss all the deeper. “Really good. Something tells me you wouldn’t mind if I went even harder.” She glanced back, over her shoulder. He couldn’t really see her but he could feel her gaze. “Maybe even all the way.”[a] Sav had done his best to be good and professional up until then. He’d been aroused internally, but had pledged to worry about that later. Not even getting sat on and eating her ass had pushed him over the edge of showing it, but that did it. He was bulging in his pants to the point of being uncomfortable, just like that. The wolf was hard, and there was no hiding it. Even less so when Kaz casually reached down and pulled off his shorts, leaving him fully exposed to her. She didn’t toy with him further, just giving him room to breathe in a figurative sense while giving him any less in a literal one. Slowly grinding, riding his muzzle, not giving him an instant of relief, the rex pushed the wolf into her backside just a little more with every pound of pressure she added to his features. She was getting heavier on him. Sav gripped her hips and tried to push them at first, just to get a little more space to move. Failing that, he just started to tug instead. Either approach did nothing to move her, but she got the message. A little more, and a little more still. Kaz tested his resolve by speeding up, inching over his muzzle until she’d completely enveloped him. He didn’t struggle, though he did give an experimental tug back just to test how stuck he really was. Unless she relaxed those gripping muscles, he wasn’t going anywhere. Once she started clenching in pleasure, he sank all the faster, vanishing into her body as she huffed over the feeling of taking him. It didn’t take much longer before his head was fully wedged inside her, tucked away beneath her tail and between her cheeks, barely so much as a bulge in her smoothed-over belly. Surrounded by darkness and the constant flex of her enjoyment, Sav soon found himself as good as helpless. He was just along for the ride, no longer able to do much more to please her other than just being himself - soft, warm, and eager. Another clench, and another, getting faster and faster came with the rising resonance of her growls rolling through her body, going directly to his ears. He vibrated with the pleasure tremoring through her taut muscles, faintly squirming on the table until he was jammed inside her so deeply she could stand up again. He was still stuck, briefly dangling from under her tail until she used that thick, flexible appendage to wrap him up like a python from waist to ankles. That grip kept him aloft, and made it all the easier to shove him inside of her. Though it wasn’t all just stuffing him away. Once she had a good hold of him with her tail, and he was right where he needed to be, she started tugging him back out as often as she pushed him inside, pumping him in and out solely for her own pleasure while he half-drowned in her musk. [b] That just made her hold onto him all the tighter until he felt like he was going to be crushed with just a little more pleasure. She got him immersed to the waist, only to tug him out of her stretched rear by the ankles. Flexing her tail meant she clenched around him again, working out some pleasure with his whole upper half, leaving him to throb just inches from her ring. The moment his shaft made contact with that, he found himself stricken by a bolt of orgasm, cumming all over her and then himself as she smoothly slurped that wolf cock into her body. Working past his hips left her pausing for a time, breathing slowly, deeply. She had a choice to make. Maybe she could have pulled him back out right then and given her apologies for going a little far with it. Yet all she needed to do was listen for those muffled whimpers inside her, and feel those wriggles of excitement, even in the aftermath of Sav’s release. Her body knew what it wanted. And so did her prey. She gave a snort, part amusement, part downplayed ecstasy, and reached back to clasp one of Sav’s paws just for a slightly better angle of pushing him further away. “Didn’t even mean to do this to you at first. Was pretty set on keeping you around after a session like that. But I guess I just had to make you all mine. It’s my cheat day after all, you know? I’ll work you off tomorrow.”[c] With that, she gave a hard shove, a hard flex, and made that wolf disappear. She moaned a little when she did. It wasn’t exactly a delicate sound, more of a bellow, but satisfying nonetheless to hear filtered through the layers between Sav and its source. He could only stretch out as he was dragged away down to the last wriggling toe, sealed off from the much cooler outside by the casual closing of that once-stretched ring. It went tight again once he was tucked away, as if he was never really there. He wasn’t nearly as big a swell in her middle as whoever she’d eaten before him. Winding his way to his destination, dragged and squeezed on the whole away, he was left to jostle about as Kaz collected her things once more. She was going to take him home, and treat him just like another meal, despite the entry point. It was just going to take a little longer. He was so wrapped up inside her that he couldn’t so much as squirm, but he could at least blush when he felt her fondly stroking over him where he was. It was the opposite of a safe place, but it still made him feel cozy, especially when he knew he was making her feel good. Such a thorough masseuse he was, soothing her body from the outside so well that she simply had to have him inside of her. And he was just glad - and turned on - that she thought so highly of him she felt he was worth keeping all to herself. [a]Yeah yes mhmm good good good >////> [b]Honestly at this point I could probably just highlight the entirety of both of these endings. Fantastic stuff~ [c]The casual finality here is unf SO GOOD <3