ArimaWillAscend
Fubuki's footstool
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From time to time, my stepmom will let me rub her feet... only she doesn't know how much I enjoy doing it. And though I harbor no desire for my stepmom, I do have an immense appreciation for her feet and it puts me over the moon every chance I get to touch them. The only issue really is trying not to seem too eager sometimes, however the other day I had a bit of an internal crisis that I'm quite ashamed of...
Just the other day my stepmom was complaining about being especially tired after a long day. And so me, being an opportunist, offered her yet another foot rub under the guise of helping her wind down. Usually she gets antsy remaining in one possession, and will let me know when she's had enough. However this time she fell asleep mid-massage for the first time - one moment I has compressing her arches, and next thing I know she's knocked out just across from me.
And it was then, seeing her suddenly asleep with her soft feet in my grasp, that something dark swept over me - with her asleep I could do whatever I wanted. I desired so bad to stuff my muzzle between her toes, to suck on them, to do other things... and the longer a sat there caressing her feet, the more intense the urge got.
But then paranoia began to set in. What if she woke up suddenly? What if she's not really asleep? How could I possibly live with the fallout of being caught? I must have sat there gently rubbing her for 30 minutes, painstakingly contemplating my options before tearing myself away to go relieve myself in the bathroom.
Nothing sobers you up in situations like these like post-nut clarity, which is when I was really able to come to terms with the shamefulness of my situation.
But the effed up thing is, if I knew my stepmom wouldn't have woken up, I'm almost sure I would've acted upon my urges...
Just the other day my stepmom was complaining about being especially tired after a long day. And so me, being an opportunist, offered her yet another foot rub under the guise of helping her wind down. Usually she gets antsy remaining in one possession, and will let me know when she's had enough. However this time she fell asleep mid-massage for the first time - one moment I has compressing her arches, and next thing I know she's knocked out just across from me.
And it was then, seeing her suddenly asleep with her soft feet in my grasp, that something dark swept over me - with her asleep I could do whatever I wanted. I desired so bad to stuff my muzzle between her toes, to suck on them, to do other things... and the longer a sat there caressing her feet, the more intense the urge got.
But then paranoia began to set in. What if she woke up suddenly? What if she's not really asleep? How could I possibly live with the fallout of being caught? I must have sat there gently rubbing her for 30 minutes, painstakingly contemplating my options before tearing myself away to go relieve myself in the bathroom.
Nothing sobers you up in situations like these like post-nut clarity, which is when I was really able to come to terms with the shamefulness of my situation.
But the effed up thing is, if I knew my stepmom wouldn't have woken up, I'm almost sure I would've acted upon my urges...
