Whitney-sing the Island Comforts (Pt. 5, Crossing of Sanri-toes, Whitney foot fun)

"Steady..." Fenneko said. She stood behind Retsuko, her hands guiding her friend's. Retsuko closed one eye, pulling back the slingshot just a little further.

"Aaaalmost..." she said, keeping an eye on the balloon slowly floating above the two. Retsuko's toes curled in anticipation.

"NOW!!" the stalker shouted. Retsuko let go of the sling, a tiny pebble flying through the air at the speed of sound. It just managed to connect with the latex of the balloon, causing a white and red present to fall to the ground. The red panda ran over to the gift, opening it up like it was Christmas back home.

"What is it? Lemme see!" Fenneko demanded. As soon as Retsuko lifted a small leaf from the box, her friend snatched it.

"It's...a shower booth? You know, we could have used this YESTERDAY...but there's something I don't understand...how do I just...KNOW what this is? It's a leaf with a bite taken out!"

Retsuko shrugged, putting the leaf in her pocket. "Yeahhhh...I don't really know either...but hey, at least we don't have to buy one ourselves!"

"Serious question, though, where did this balloon thing come from?" Fenneko asked. Retsuko looked just as confused as she was.

"No one really knows, snappy. But they fly over the island every so often, so be certain to keep a slingshot by your side!" said a voice behind them.

Retsuko turned around to see a white wolf behind them. She wore a royal blue sleeveless shirtdress, and had a light amount of pink mascara around her eyes.

"Wait, have we met before, miss...?" Retsuko said, slightly in awe about how pristine her fur looked.

"I believe we haven't, snappy, but I have seen both of you run around the island every so often. And you never were polite enough to come introduce yourself...regardless of this lapse in manners, my name is Whitney," she remarked, holding out her paw.

As the red panda shook her hand, Fenneko said, "Hey, don't blame us, we've been getting up to some crazy stuff while we've been here."

"Clearly, snappy. Just look at your fur! How long has it been since you two have bathed...?"

Both the accountants looked down at their fur. The wolf was absolutely right. Both of them, despite having taken a swim in the ocean recently, looked sweaty, matted, and barely-noticable patches of dirt were all over their bodies.

"Uhhhh, heh, we...took a swim yesterday. Does that count?" Retsuko said nervously.

Whitney looked disappointed. "Quite the opposite, if anything, snappy! I must officially insist that you two come to my friend Diana's house. She is spending her day shopping, but she has given me full access to her home, specifically for its whirlpool bathtub."

"You have...a bathtub? Take me there. Now," the stalker demanded. Whitney nodded, beckoning the two along.

"Diana's house is this way, snappy," she called back, pointing off in the distance. There stood a small house made of marble, with a greenish-gray roof. "Here we are. Please do try to be tidy!"

Whitney opened up the door for them both, and stepped into her friend's house after them. Upon inhaling the air for the first time, their noses cried out with joy. The air inside smelled like vanilla, due to some scented sticks to their left. There was a purple bed shaped like an oyster, the floors and wall were made of marble that gently warmed their soles.

There was also a rattan vanity, as well as a matching low table. A single laid out towel sat to the left of a large steaming bathtub. Retsuko's muscles relaxed just THINKING about soaking herself in there.

"...So, Retsi, do you wanna go first, or...? There's no privacy screen..." Fenneko said.

"Aw, c'mon Fenneko, are you sure you don't want me to see that cute little body of yours?" Retsuko teased, causing her face to scrunch up (and her tail to wag).

At that moment, the front door was opened. Inside stepped a white fawn, with a violet swirl in the middle of her forehead, and fur that was an even whiter shade than that of Whitney's.

"Oh, Diana! I thought you were out shopping today, snappy!" Whitney said.

"I was, no doy, but-" and then Diana noticed the two accountants standing next to her tub. Her dermatology sense was tingling like mad.

"And who are THESE two you have brought before me, Whitney? Their fur condition is simply NOT acceptable! I will resolve this at once, and you will assist me for bringing these two tourists here."

"I do apologise, both of you, but it pains me to say that Diana is right. There is no 'privacy' needed in her home, when you two are walking around in THAT state."

"W-wait wait, hold on, what's happening?" Retsuko stuttered, as the snow white fawn began to undress her from behind. It was certainly a lot easier than removing her work uniform, especially for a creature with hooves instead of fingers.

"Hey hey hey, get off me! You aren't gonna put me through a treatment like THAT!" Fenneko growled, as Whitney grabbed onto her arm. Obviously due to being a wolf instead of a fennec, Whitney's strength was greater than the stalker's, and she managed to wrestle all of her clothing off.

"Now, no doy, you two need to climb into my whirlpool tub. I will not take no for an answer," Diana commanded while taking several conditioners down from her shelves.

"Hey, you can't just rip our clothes off like this!!" Fenneko shouted, as her friend slowly stepped into the warm water. Much to Fenneko's annoyance, she immediately sank into the steaming liquid, sighing like she was relaxed beyond her wildest dreams.

"Can we not, snappy?" the winter wolf inquired, "Your fur is completely on-end, full of dirt and grime from your travels. And i can smell the remnants of something that is NOT dirt staining your legs and feet..."

The relaxed red panda's ears perked up, a slight blush making its way to her face. But it was quickly suppressed by Diana's delicate hooves firmly massaging a lavender shampoo into her fur.

"Ahhhhnnn...wh...this, this feels so...nice..." Retsuko moaned, much to Diana's delight.

"Retsuko, what are you doing?! Tell this  PERV to get her hands off me!" Fenneko shouted, trying to free her hands to cover up her breasts.

"Pervert, you say, snappy? That is most certainly hypocritical to call me that, considering all those creep-shots you decided to take."

Fenneko slowly turned her head back to Whitney, who stared her straight back down.

"How did you know that..." she growled, much more quietly this time.

Diana leaned over and slowly ran her shampoo-soaked hooves over Retsuko's chest, as delicately as she could, earning a sigh of bliss. "Because, no doy, Mr. Flick let us know about your little social media escapades! We found such unbelievable fascination with one another's feet most intriguing, so we had Flick tell us all about it. I certainly think it's wonderful that you two can share that with one another."

While Fenneko's guard was down, Whitney's strong arms lifted her nude little body into the tub. It didn't take long for the warmth of the water to work its magic on the tense fennec, and she calmed down quickly.

"As do I. We are all ladies here, snappy, there is no need to conceal your body from us. Why, many of us on this island do not even wear any sort of legwear!"

"Ahhh, she's right you know..." Retsuko groaned, Diana's hooves gently rubbing her ears.

Fenneko slowly laid her head back, surrendering to Whitney's strong fingers rubbing identical shampoo into her shoulders. Both of the villagers were absolute masters at what they did, putting immense care into the two poor overworked foreigners.

While Diana's surprisingly dexterous hooves massaged Retsuko's torso, Whitney's paws ran gently up and down the long ears of Fenneko. Any resistance she had left was melted away by her touch, and she moaned in delight, her tail swishing below the water.

"See, snappy? Nothing to be afraid of," she cooed into Fenneko's ear. Her paws firmly, carefully, massaged Diana's shampoo into Fenneko's rather filthy fur. Whitney's work was like magic to her, each trace of her claws along her upper body sending a shiver down her spine.

Not too long afterwards, both of the snooty villagers were finished with the accountants' upper bodies, each of their bodies covered from head to lower breast in sweet-smelling shampoo.

"Ahh, Whitney...I believe we have done good work so far, no doy, but this fur is simply a disservice to aspiring dermatologists everywhere! This will not do...until we reach every inch of their bodies, we will not rest, am I clear?"

Retsuko's eyes slowly cracked open, and she was already missing Diana's tender touch. "Wh...our fur isnt, THAT bad, is it?"

Whitney nodded, a grim look on her face. "We do apologise, snappy, but a simple upper body wash will not do the trick. Have you seen how it is to have your full body cared for?"

"Allow us to demonstrate, no doy," Diana finished. She slowly removed her maroon mysterious dress, exposing more and more of her body with every inch that came off. Fenneko and Retsuko's jaws both dropped at the same time as soon as Diana was completely nude.

Small breasts like their own, and sides that curved outwards gently until they reached her hips, where they protruded slightly more outwards to make up her soft-looking behind. Nature had dictated that Diana was to be a perfect pear-shape.

The near-blinding whiteness of her fur approached the divine. It was very short, but each individual fibre of fur that moved with her body were enticing both accountants to want to feel up the well-kept body of the naked faun, and never to let go.

Whitney followed her friend's example, much more easily removing her royal blue dress due to having fingers. She had much larger breasts than Diana that shone whenever they caught the light. Her sides curved inwards the lower they got, and curved right back in the opposite direction as soon as they passed her ribs. This resulted in a backside that looked as wonderful as her breasts, but toned and powerful instead of big and soft.

Her fur was nothing to scoff at, much like Diana's. In contrast to hers, Whitney's was much thicker due to her species. Despite the higher concentration of fur, however, hers looked just as silky and as well-kept as Diana's. They could both tell that the wolf put quite a bit of effort into her appearance.

But the two accountants' real attention was drawn to Whitney's feet. They could instantly tell that she took VERY good care of them. Not a speck of dirt, not a bead of sweat to ruin the snow-white beauty of her bare toes. Retsuko began to reach for her phone...

"Does this make you more comfortable, snappy?" Whitney asked, her icy-blue eyes staring into Fenneko's abyssal-black ones.

Fenneko quickly leaned towards Retsuko, whispering in her ear, "You know what to d-"

Diana quickly interrupted, climbing into the tub and grabbing the body of the shampooed red panda, pulling her into her lap. "Do you perhaps mean, no doy, that you plan to sneak a few photographs of our lower extremities?"

Fenneko blushed madly, as Whitney followed Diana into the tub, her strong arms grabbing onto the stalker's little body and sitting her in her lap. "You need not hide your little habits from us, snappy. We are pleased someone appreciates the hard work that goes into our feet! Well, hooves in Diana's case."

Before either of them could truly think of a proper response, Diana and Whitney began to work their magic at once.

Diana's pink hooves began to trail over the small amount of pudge in Retsuko's belly, that she had tried to get rid of in yoga class long ago. She bit her lip, as Diana firmly rubbed the shampoo into her fur there, using a brush she grabbed to firmly scrub the liquid in.

Retsuko tensed up, letting out a few giggles at Diana's work. "I-it tickles!!" she squealed, her body writhing slightly faster.

"That is simply ADORABLE, no doy! But not to worry, I shall go slightly more gentle for you, if that is what you require," she said, slowing down her brushing. Her tail, thighs and bottom came next on Diana's to-do list, and she treated each area of fur with utmost care.

"My, my, you certainly are quite tense back there, no doy...have you perhaps thought of taking a day to actually relax, rather than hopping into a pair of stocks with our local art seller?" Diana said, her expert hooves sinking into the soft flesh of the accountant's backside, causing Retsuko's face to burn.

"H-hey, c-calm down, I can't help it if crazy stuff like this happens every day here..." she stammered.

"I do believe many of our residents and visitors enjoy what you are referring to, snappy, for one simple reason: Ankha," Whitney chimed in, her paws squishing Fenneko's thighs, slowly and sensually.

"She is a dear, no doy, but her, ehem, ruler complex, has been used on many of us."

"And as a result, snappy, we certainly are aware of how your...affection for feet feel," the winter wolf finished, sliding out from under Fenneko. Diana then did the same, picking up Retsuko's feet under the water, and they both began a tender massage for their soles.

As soon as Whitney's deft fingers pressed into the tender sole of the fennec stalker, she bit her lip to stifle a moan. The pure white wolf gave her a soft smile, her fingers locking between Fenneko's toes.

She gave the long-eared Instagram stalker the gentlest of squeezes, her expert paws working out the tension built up from days of walking and...other things her feet were used for.

"See, snappy, your fears are simply unfounded. All that this is, is training for us both!" Whitney said, pulling Fenneko's left foot out of the water. She took the botte of shampoo and poured some onto her bare foot, making sure the liquid dripped down her soles and between her toes.

To Fenneko, that was one of the most lewd (and embarrassing) sights she'd ever seen. And she noticed Retsuko taking a video of the entire thing.

Diana grinned as Whitney's claws worked the shampoo into one foot at a time, above and below the steamy water. In all her life, she had never heard such adorable moans, but she could not allow herself to get distracted, like her client Retsuko was.

"Perhaps, no doy, you'd like to record this as well?" Diana said, lifting both of the red panda's feet from the water. Her shampoo-covered hooves gently squeezed both soles, working their way up to the toes. Retsuko, of course, took the faun up on the offer, posting both of the recent videos to her Instagram.

'Stop I can only get so hard'

'Can I buy the bath water??? Please?? Dm me'

'Who are those two? Can I see some hoof action too?'

As soon as Retsuko saw the last comment, she decided that the time was right. She leaned over and grabbed one of Diana's hooves out of the water, quickly snapping a few photos. Of course, the pristine deer was surprised at first, but quickly got into it. A simple lewd smile for one picture, hooves crossed for another. A 'come hither' seductive look for the third.

"Oh, no doy, you should have warned me before! I would love to look my best for every picture taken. As I implied before, there is no need to steal photos of us, or hide our faces."

Retsuko blushed and scratched her head. "Hehe, y-yeah, sorry...it's just, there was this guy asking for hoof pictures, and-"

"Not another word, no doy, please post all of them and show me what they say."

As soon as the deed was done, Retsuko handed over her phone to Diana. She then took a look at the comments, and much to her enjoyment and Retsuko's surprise, Diana's brightly coloured hind hooves were getting extraordinary amounts of love.

'H O O O O O V E S'

'HOOVES BUT NOT YEENBOYBEANS?? I...could use this...thank you...'

'I wanna lick things off those hoofsies'

'Pls be my queeeeeeeen'

Meanwhile, Whitney kept Fenneko like putty in her paws. Her expertise kept forcing Fenneko to let out throaty moans with every squeeze of her paw against her tender little soles.

But she noticed Retsuko and Diana staring at her, from behind her phone.

"Can...I help you two, snappy?" she said, curiously.

"Perhaps you could give this poor tourist a touch of your paws, no doy?" Diana replied, leaning over and grabbing onto one of Whitney's feet. Retsuko grabbed one of the others, causing her pristine white toes to curl.

"Ok, ok, snappy! I will let you take your pictures of my feet...but you must promise me..." Whitney giggled, letting go of her relaxed fennec captive, "make them beautiful!"

Her feet rose from the water, crossing over one another on the edge of the tub. A nude Retsuko climbed out of the tub with Diana, taking photos of the wolf's shiny soles.

The faun advised the eager red panda on many angles and lightings. A simple hand grabbing one of Whitney's feet. Her cheek against a sole. Diana joining in with a cheek against her OTHER sole. A point-of-view shot, where the viewer stared at Whitney's face through her spread toes.

Of course, Diana had to stop her from just kneeling down and violating her feet with her tongue. On several occasions.

"Leave that for later," she would say.

'Wolfypaws?? Must...lick...'

'Is she ticklish? Can you send her over so I can try?'

'Please white wolf, move your arms away from your chest!!'

Diana giggled at the comments, showing them off to Whitney. She blushed and grabbed the phone, grinning at her exposed white feet. "Yes, snappy...it certainly feels wonderful to have them appreciated, even if it is only online! Perhaps they now rival Ankha's royal ones?"

Fenneko's eyes suddenly opened, and she realised her feet were no longer being massaged. "H...hey, what gives? What's going on?"

Whitney pointed over to Retsuko. Diana had taken her phone and jumped back into the tub, pressing the record button. Retsuko, however, took no notice. The sight of Whitney's feet hanging off the edge of the tub was too much to handle, and she just had to touch them more.

So that's exactly what Retsuko did. Her palm slid up the top of Whitney's left foot, the fingers digging into the thick, luxurious fur. The wolf gave a small sigh, as her legs  uncrossed.

"Can you, uhh...let me know what sort of stuff you use on your feet? It's just..." Retsuko began.

"You two want to have fur as soft as mine for your little social media account, snappy. I understand that. If your friend were to show me a little appreciation for the work I did on her fur, perhaps I could show you..."

"Hey, hey hey, hold on, you were the one who ripped my clothes off and groped me like you were Kicks seeing my feet...why do I need to be the one to do that? Retsuko probably wants to do it more."

"Well, snappy, you don't have to. But why don't you get out of the tub and look in the mirror? Let it speak for itself."

Fenneko sighed. She couldn't deny that Whitney got her to relax a little...but she was still a perv in her eyes. Even if she really did need to feel clean...

Fenneko hopped out of the tub, dripping water, and stood in front of the mirror. Her black, soulless eyes went as wide as could be. Not only did she look incredible in terms of figure (she knew that already) but her fur looked silkier, more appealing than she'd seen it in many years. Whitney had made such monumental changes in just a few minutes of shampoo massages, enough for her fur to have a slight reflection of its own.

Retsuko stood by her side, placing her hands on her friend's shoulders. "Woooow, Fenneko, you look so nice! And look at me too! Didn't they do great?"

She looked down over her body, sliding her hands down to her thighs. "Yeah...yeah, she certainly did...I at least feel clean again, can't argue with THAT..."

Whitney climbed out of the whirlpool tub, laying her nude form down on her belly on a nearby beach towel. "When you two are finished admiring yourselves, snappy, I believe you two were about to ask me for something..."

They both turned around to witness the wolf swaying her legs back and forth, and her icy-blue eye winking at them. A simple scrunch of the toes was quite enough to get the nude accountants to sit right behind her, grabbing a foot each and beginning to rub. Fenneko decided to squeeze Whitney's right foot greedily, firmly, as if to establish dominance, while Retsuko's hands worked over her left more delicately, as Diana did for her.

"Mmm, so this is the extent of what you'd like to do to my feet, snappy?" Whitney teased, popping out her claws on all toes. "I expected you both to show a little more, passion, as I did for you, Madam Long-Ears."

"Grrr...you can actually call me by my NAME, Fenneko, you know..." the stalker growled. In response, Whitney's foot raised up further, the slowly-drying fur on her sole rubbing up against her blushing cheek.

Retsuko, on the other hand, did not care to hold back. After all she'd been through on the island, showing love to a properly cared for wolf foot was the least of her concerns. So she knelt down, nuzzling the sole of her left foot with her cheek, grinning over at her flustered fennec friend.

"Mmm, see, your red panda friend certainly knows how to appreciate the hard work that goes into a lady's soles and toes...or hooves in my case, no doy," Diana said, nodding in approval.

The stalker's will was whittled down further by Whitney's toes splaying in her field of vision. She sighed heavily and dropped to her knees, pressing her face up against the snow-white sole. Back and forth her face rubbed, her nose slipping between the wolf's toe spaces.

"Yes, that's more like it, snappy...you need not hold back here, this will turn out to be a wonderful memory for you two, will it not?" she said, bringing her soles closer and closer together. Given how tightly both of the accountants were holding onto her feet, worshipping them, neither of them took much notice until their cheeks pressed together.

"Oh, no doy, that is simply ADORABLE!" Diana said, stepping out of the tub to record the two more closely. Fenneko's eyes went as wide as dinner plates, finally noticing the camera recording her face squished against her friend's.

"Whoa whoa whoa, hold it, hold it..." Fenneko said. She snatched the phone from Diana's grasp. "You KNOW i hate being on video!!"

Diana stared at her, curiously. "No, I did not, no doy...but I fail to see why. You look absolutely stunning while going 'au naturale'! There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"C'monnnn, Fenneko, just let her record you...I promise, we don't have to post this anywhere, ok?" Retsuko groaned, forcing her tongue between Whitney's toes.

As her toes scrunched around the red panda's tongue, Fenneko sighed and sat back down, the right foot in her hand once again. "F-fine...but if any of you even mention this video, I'll make sure to haunt you on social media for the rest of your lives..."

Diana took back the phone to continue recording. Whitney placed both of her soles up against their lips, curling her pristine white toes against their faces, as if to ask them for attention.

Both of the accountants complied. Retsuko gently peppered the wolf's left foot all over with gentle, loving kisses. Meanwhile Fenneko moaned up against her right, firmly and mercilessly lapping at the curvy, soft underside of her foot.

That sole-smooching skill began to give Whitney a devious idea, along with some ticklish sensations. So she bit down on her lip to hold back her melodic laughter, and slowly slid both of her soles off their lips, much to their confusion, and rolled over onto her back instead.

Her feet then pressed against the backs of the accountants' heads, pulling their lips closer and closer to one another until they touched, signifying the first true kiss they shared together. Both of their eyes shot open, and their cheeks burned against one another. Retsuko looked at Diana, her lips remaining against Fenneko's.

"Well go on then, no doy, enjoy this moment with a kiss! After all, I'm sure you two have done this many times before, am I not correct?"

She was completely incorrect. All they'd engaged in was lewd foot fun for both money and social media clout. They'd never actually seen each other nude, or kissed. Until now.

Retsuko, though, decided to embrace the new, naughty feeling of being closer to her best friend. So she wrapped her arms around Fenneko, and imagining the stalker's sole was pressed up on her face, she gave her best, most passionate kiss to the her friend.

Fenneko, on the other hand, was much less sure about this and tried to pull away. Whitney's soft sole continued to press against the back of her head, however, forcing her to remain locked into the heated kiss.

Retsuko's tongue prodded its way into Fenneko's maw, swirling and intertwining with her own. Her slightly-pudgier figure rubbed up against her friend's slimmer one, as she felt up the fennec's newly-silky body without hesitation.

Fenneko's tail wagged harder than any time she'd ever been called cute. She'd actually never been kissed by a guy before this, so full-on making out with her best friend was a very new and unusual experience for her. Realising she wasn't going to be getting out of this, she shut her eyes and allowed her red panda friend to do her thing.

When they finally separated, a string of saliva connecting their lips, Whitney let out a soft giggle, and stood herself back upright. "When you two lovebirds are finished there, snappy, I have the ultimate stress relievers ready for you..."

Retsuko immediately understood what she meant, and lifted Whitney's left foot off the floor, leaving her to balance on one leg, to continue to kiss her curvy arch. Her delicate fuzzy hand reached back and forced Fenneko to come in for the tender flesh, next to her. The soulless social media enthusiastically pressed her lips up against the same foot, her tongue slathering all along the sole and sliding against Retsuko's.

Whitney's foot shoved itself into both of their heads at once, pushing both the nude, silky-furred accountants onto their backs. Before Fenneko could say anything in protest, the snow white foot weighed down on her face, pinching her nose between two of the toes.

"Do not deny it, dearest Fenneko. You would love my soft and sensitive foot to be dragging down your body...first over your face, snappy, and then..." Whitney began, teasingly dragging her toes down between her breasts, "alllll the way down your chest..."

Fenneko's lips tried to wrap around Whitney's toes, but she was a little too late. By that time, her claws had popped out and left long, light crimson trails down her soaked body, the smooth sole pressing down between her legs.

The wolf looked down at the little fennec fox with a predatory, yet devilishly seductive grin, as if she had captured her prey. Fenneko's legs trembled, as the outer edge of her sole slid up and down between her lower lips, and she let out a loud groan of pleasure.

"Yes, no doy, enjoy it...allow Whitney's perfect soles to take you to nirvana!" Diana exclaimed, zooming in the camera closely between Fenneko's soft thighs.

The moment Whitney's foot picked up the pace, gliding the arch along her nethers instead and teasing her with her pedicured claws, Fenneko's whole face scrunched up.

Her back arched, and her toes curled as the explosive orgasm rocked her entire body...much harder than normal, due to the sheer softness of the wolf foot in comparison to anyone else's she'd felt, and also due to the heated kissing earlier getting her hot and bothered.

Whitney folded her arms and grinned, the soft fur on her foot getting soaked with the juices of Fenneko. She gently slid the sole back and forth throughout her entire climax, to allow the stalker to ride it out for as long as possible.

When she finally calmed down...it was the overworked red panda's turn. And she couldn't be more excited.

"I-I really need to learn how to do that better..." Retsuko groaned, grabbing onto the other snow white foot, and pushing it up between her legs in a similar fashion to her friend.

"Hah, excited, snappy? I suppose I cannot blame you...now, be a dear and just relax...allow me to demonstrate my skill, as I did on your friend..."

Retsuko gulped and nodded, her whole body trembling as Whitney's foot trailed up and down her nether region. Isabelle's fur may have been quite soft, and the rubbery skin of Celeste may have been as well...but the amount of care that had gone into her sole and toes tripled the pleasure for the moaning red panda.

Whitney's toes all dipped into her petals, all of them scrunching and splaying lewdly. It didn't help that her well-kept claws were gently stimulating Retsuko's insides, causing surges of electricity to run through her body. She clenched her fists and blushed furiously, fighting to hold on for just a little longer against the highly pleasurable assault of Whitney's foot.

"Oh, come now snappy, I specifically instructed you to relax...I already know how much you enjoy them, and yet you're still so tense about it...I suppose I'll have to speed it up a little," the wolf remarked. She slid her foot upwards between Retsuko's legs one more time, two of her thick-furred toes pinching around her clit.

This immediately sent Retsuko over the edge, and everything went black temporarily for her. She cried out softly and shook like she was being called into Director Ton's office, her thighs crossing around the foot of the domineering wolf as she reached her powerful climax.

After several minutes, when the red panda finally came to, Whitney was back in the whirlpool tub. Diana's hooves were gently lathering her feet with her shampoo, while Whitney looked over the video and pictures Diana took. "Hmm? Awake finally, snappy?"

Well, the naked Retsuko was certainly still awake. Her friend, on the other hand, was out like a light on the floor, snoring happily. She weakly managed to stand herself back up, panting, "H-hah...that was un...believable, Whitney..."

"Indeed it was, snappy. That is the sort of reward you get from making your feet soft and shiny," Whitney replied, while Retsuko managed to lift up her fine fennec friend, just managing to place her into the oyster-shaped bed in the corner.

"Now, no doy, why don't you come back and sit with us in the tub, now that your head is cleared of the haze of wolven feet? I'm sure Whitney has much to discuss with you, about proper fur care..."

"Yes, snappy. Now that you've witnessed a demonstration of such care, it will be easier to teach you...and, of course, to share tips about how to entice even the ones most repulsed by feet..."

Retsuko happily hopped back into the steamy whirlpool bath with both of her new friends, and Diana handed her phone back for her to post any of her pictures she liked. And she made sure to post ALL of the ones without Fenneko's face.

'L-lord, that's lewd'

'More hooves! And hyena beans PLS'

'I want her feet to keep my face warm this winter! Slide my fingers through that thick fur...'

Retsuko then placed her phone by her side, grinning at the sleeping Fenneko one last time. She then turned her attention to her new friends. It was due to be a long discussion...