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She dealt with work by counting the seconds.
Move this box of garbage bags to that shelf. Then the water pail to the wall sink. Then turn on the faucet. While that filled, empty out the leaky bottle of cleaning fluid into hazardous waste disposal, then grab the two boxes of latex gloves and-
Latex. She swallowed, forcibly shook her head, then plucked the boxes, depositing them back in storage. A wrinkled nose at both of them being open already - someone hadn't been paying attention and had cracked another. And the tiny sniff of latex shimmer, and she grunted. 'Glrk'.
Why hadn't she gone and gotten some normal kinks? Like feet, or - well, normal feet, not humongous rubbery skunk paws, or legs, instead of black glossy-
The water pail was overflowing. She wrenched the faucet closed and plucked it free, taking a deep breath. The focus was barely helping. Last night still stood out in gleaming detail. The slight brush of fingers under her chin, and then her eyes had somehow come detached from her brain, and then she was awash in sensation and pleasure. She wasn't really sure if master was even using magic anymore. If it was just the words, and her body promptly surrendering.
She went back to cleaning, counting each tiny motion to distract herself. It took approximately twelve hours, though her eyes lied to her anyway, the overhead clock reading just seventeen minutes to finish the job. She pushed the pail over to automotive, sighing loudly as she found the remnants of a shelf's contents strewn across the floor. Pranksters, or a stocker not bothering to get the stacking right. Ugh. She stooped, and grunted, and breathed in.
Tire scent. Rubber, again. Much thicker. A louder swallow.
'Hi, skunky', buzzed her phone. How did he always know!? Whatever magic he used to override both the silencer and somehow also keep tabs on her had been one of his closely guarded secrets. She gulped louder, her thighs rubbing together unconsciously. The tell-tale thump of a heartbeat raring to get going.
'Busy?'
'Y-yes', she managed to mumble, under her breath. A frantic glance in each direction. No customers, no coworkers. Thank goodness for small favors.
'I just was thinking about with your clothing issues last night, you might-'
'That'sGREATbosscomingthiswaynowtalktoyoulaterBYE!' But the tiniest ripple overcame the scales upon her right foot, and the shiver of rubbery weight threw her balance off. She stumbled. The louder gasp drew in more the rubber scent. Her heart sang, and her mind screamed. Her snout opened halfway to choke.
Of course he only had to put in that one image in her head. It was enough. An arm slid around her midsection, trying to hold back the tide, but her mind had lost the moment the first voice message had come through.
The tailbase bulged with rubber enough to rupture underwear, pants, boxes, and the tire rack behind her as it ballooned out in one monumental wave of creasing, squeaking rubber, ebon-and-white crashing out. A louder groan escaped.
Not again...
Another "TF at work Shennanigans" With this time. well. my master teasing me so hard, catching me at work. and me who day dreams about TFing at work often this was a teasing level he did before and wanted. So Skunky art abound !
~Taya Erindra
catmonkshiroShe dealt with work by counting the seconds.
Move this box of garbage bags to that shelf. Then the water pail to the wall sink. Then turn on the faucet. While that filled, empty out the leaky bottle of cleaning fluid into hazardous waste disposal, then grab the two boxes of latex gloves and-
Latex. She swallowed, forcibly shook her head, then plucked the boxes, depositing them back in storage. A wrinkled nose at both of them being open already - someone hadn't been paying attention and had cracked another. And the tiny sniff of latex shimmer, and she grunted. 'Glrk'.
Why hadn't she gone and gotten some normal kinks? Like feet, or - well, normal feet, not humongous rubbery skunk paws, or legs, instead of black glossy-
The water pail was overflowing. She wrenched the faucet closed and plucked it free, taking a deep breath. The focus was barely helping. Last night still stood out in gleaming detail. The slight brush of fingers under her chin, and then her eyes had somehow come detached from her brain, and then she was awash in sensation and pleasure. She wasn't really sure if master was even using magic anymore. If it was just the words, and her body promptly surrendering.
She went back to cleaning, counting each tiny motion to distract herself. It took approximately twelve hours, though her eyes lied to her anyway, the overhead clock reading just seventeen minutes to finish the job. She pushed the pail over to automotive, sighing loudly as she found the remnants of a shelf's contents strewn across the floor. Pranksters, or a stocker not bothering to get the stacking right. Ugh. She stooped, and grunted, and breathed in.
Tire scent. Rubber, again. Much thicker. A louder swallow.
'Hi, skunky', buzzed her phone. How did he always know!? Whatever magic he used to override both the silencer and somehow also keep tabs on her had been one of his closely guarded secrets. She gulped louder, her thighs rubbing together unconsciously. The tell-tale thump of a heartbeat raring to get going.
'Busy?'
'Y-yes', she managed to mumble, under her breath. A frantic glance in each direction. No customers, no coworkers. Thank goodness for small favors.
'I just was thinking about with your clothing issues last night, you might-'
'That'sGREATbosscomingthiswaynowtalktoyoulaterBYE!' But the tiniest ripple overcame the scales upon her right foot, and the shiver of rubbery weight threw her balance off. She stumbled. The louder gasp drew in more the rubber scent. Her heart sang, and her mind screamed. Her snout opened halfway to choke.
Of course he only had to put in that one image in her head. It was enough. An arm slid around her midsection, trying to hold back the tide, but her mind had lost the moment the first voice message had come through.
The tailbase bulged with rubber enough to rupture underwear, pants, boxes, and the tire rack behind her as it ballooned out in one monumental wave of creasing, squeaking rubber, ebon-and-white crashing out. A louder groan escaped.
Not again...
Another "TF at work Shennanigans" With this time. well. my master teasing me so hard, catching me at work. and me who day dreams about TFing at work often this was a teasing level he did before and wanted. So Skunky art abound !
~Taya Erindra
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