Spike could only keep on cursing himself. He couldn’t believe that all of his assistance work got him in here. A while ago, Twilight Sparkle recommended him to a powerful dragoness, her thinking that his work would do Ember well. However, when he arrived at her office, the powerful lady had him captured, locked into a desk, and then left to endure her every lewd touch. He’s been forced to go through with this “position” for an awfully long time, his body subjected to every prod from her fingers or feet. He’d have to remain in this position for a while, but would be greeted with a “change of pace” soon enough. Today started like a normal day. He was brought to the office, Ember would open up the desk and force him in, and he’d then be swiftly locked in place. However, shortly after that, Ember would take up a phone near the desk, the purple dragon looking over at it curiously.
“Hello? Is this Miss Gabby?” Ember asked. There was some words Spike couldn’t catch going into her ear, the light blue dragon nodding along. “Mhmm. Miss Gabby, would you please come to my office? I’d like to show you something.” Spike’s ears perked up a little as she spoke more and more. Was she talking to some other employee? And, is she actually going to show off the trapped boy to some random employee? He could barely find any reasonable excuses for her to brandish him to someone, so would he be released? However, his questions would come to a halt as the dragon hung up, and brought her hands up to grasp the dragon’s feet.
“No! Not again!” Spike begged, his form shaking against the restraints of the desk. Ember could scarcely hide a smirk before she raked her fingertips across those soles. Ember was torturing the poor dragon’s feet, the latter only able to lie there and take it. Eventually, though, this session would be brought to a swift silence when the door opened. Spike and Ember were actually a little too lost in each other to pay attention, at least until they heard an “Oh?!” That brought Ember’s fingers off and her looking at the door, the panting dragon craning his head up to look at who’d just entered.
She appeared to be a griffon lady wielding gray feathers, a set of gray wings, and gold-colored claws. She seemed to be slightly shorter than the blue dragon, and wore a suit similar to hers. She had a black work shirt, black work skirt, and a pair of opaque pantyhose, them clinging tightly to her legs, the dragon swearing he could hear a slight creaking noise whenever the pantyhose moved. If Ember’s conversation was anything to go by, this may be, may be, Gabby, and she was blushing deeply. Though, much to Spike’s horrors, he could see her eyes. Though there was embarrassment present there, there wasn’t exactly fear or revulsion, but instead a sort of curiosity.
“Wh-what do you have here?” the griffon asked, pointing down at the dragon-shaped protrusion in Ember’s desk.
“Help me-!” Spike attempted to wail out, only to be met with the slight bite of her fingers down on his soles. Gabby’s wings splayed out in surprise, her clenching her cheeks and gasping.
“I-it’s a real boy?!” she asked out.
“A friend of mine recommended him to me,” Ember said. “He’s been quite the… effective assistant.”
“Y-y-you just ke-he-heep me locked in here!” Spike tried to declare between laughs.
“Anyways, Miss Gabby Gums,” Ember started. “I’ve heard you talking in the employee lounge about how desperately you need some action, yes?” At that, the gray griffon gave pause, before clasping her hands behind her back, looking towards the ground, and drawing circles in the ground with her foot.
“I-I mean, kinda, yeah…” she admitted. Spike was, already, not having good ideas about what was going to happen to him. He shuddered and shook against the bindings, though he still couldn’t move.
“Well, what if we were to submit this little guy to you for a little while?” And then, the griffon gave a great big gasp, her suddenly throwing her hands in front of her bosom.
“You mean it?!” Gabby practically squealed. “You really wanna give me such a cute boy?!”
“C-cute boy?!” Spike muttered out in worry. “Ma’am, you’re not understanding how serious this- gyah!” Spike gasped out as his soles were once again assaulted.
“Certainly, he seems your type, doesn’t he?” Ember remarked. “Anyways, I feel that, with any servant, he deserves a bit of breaking in. So, if you wish, why don’t I get this little guy out of here, and we can have a little… demonstration.”
“Oh, I’d love a demo!” Gabby said while hopping in place. Ember nodded in affirmation, before reaching for her desk. Spike waited with baited breath, a blush on his face from all the prior teasing. And then, the desk opened up, finally unveiling him. He quickly pulled himself up, and tried to make a mad dash for the door. However, faster than he could react, the griffon’s hands went down to grasp his hips, before she swung him up and held him over her shoulder, the scaly mass wriggling upon her. “You should be careful, Miss Ember. He got pretty close to fleeing.”
“Eh, you’re a studious worker,” Ember said with a shrug. “Either way, follow me. We have much to demonstrate.” Gabby gave a wail of excitement, and would follow the blue dragon through a set of halls extending off of her office, Spike keeping on struggling in her grip. The two would walk further and further, until they eventually arrived at Ember’s personal lunch room, though this one boasted a pretty big table with a rope positioned at each corner. “Now, please place him right here, and make sure to hold him down,” Ember said while motioning towards the center of the table. Gabby nodded, before grasping the dragon’s sides, and pulling him off of her. She set him down on his back, though kept her hands on him.
Spike, meanwhile, wriggled beneath her in hopes of getting out of her grip! However, the griffon was keeping his nude form right where she wanted him. All the while, Ember was grasping the other ropes at either corner, before taking them up and reaching them towards Spike. One’d grasp one wrist, one’d grasp the other, one’d grasp one ankle, and one’d grasp the other. And when they took hold, she’d grab one end of each respective rope before tugging tightly to make sure it was nice and fastened around those limbs. She made sure to tie them nice and tight, and as she did, Spike’s limbs would be pulled further and further away, leaving his limbs all splayed out and his weakspots open. He looked around in worry and tugged on either rope, only to find he couldn’t budge.
While he was busy with those, the other two workers were climbing up onto the table, Gabby sitting down near his bottom half while Ember sat up near his head. The two of them loomed over him, Spike seeing excitement in the griffon’s eyes while seeing a sort of hunger in the other’s. As he laid there, Ember would uncross her legs, and start to extend them towards him, the young dragon only able to watch as either pantyhose-wrapped foot neared him. As her feet hovered around his head, Ember shot a look towards Gabby, as if asking her to go on. Realizing the cue, the griffon blushed before extending her own feet out, shoving them over Spike’s thighs and around his sides.
“First, I think you should explore this little guy’s body while you have the chance,” Ember said. “After all, the little guy’s had a long day at work, don’t you think he should have a little massage?”
“M-massage?” Spike muttered out in slight worry.
“Oh totally! He looks so tense!” Gabby cheered. Spike tried to crane up to protest, but those two would be at work already. Ember would clasp her feet around Spike’s cheeks, smushing into them while gently rubbing her feet side to side upon him. Gabby, meanwhile, would gently pinch her feet into his sides, flexing her toes before squeezing them on his body, which only managed to make Spike even more worried. Gabby, however, would drag her feet over his body to get to his abdomen, her toes gently squeezing and rubbing into him. Sure enough, she could feel tension in his muscles, and at that, her heel would pin themselves on his waistline, while her feet fanned out, her flexing her toes to grasp and knead whatever is available to her.
“A-ah~…” Spike moaned in slight discomfort. He tried to shake his hips away, hoping to evade her grasping feet. However, they refused to show him mercy, and they kept on assaulting his poor body, looking for stress that those feet could pull out of him. Ember, meanwhile, was gently rubbing and kneading his cheeks, almost like someone trying to pet an animal they got their hands on. The young dragon felt so weird about this… This was humiliating as all hell, them feeling him all over with just their feet. But, he can speak from experience when he says their feet aren’t terrible things to feel, especially while they were wrapped up in that soft, silky footwear.
They squeezed into him, allowing him to feel the thin, supple fabric, them seeming to glide over him like a block of ice melting on a countertop. Eventually, Gabby’s feet would climb up his torso to instead grasp at his chest, which get a slight grunt of surprise from the dragon. As he did, Ember would suddenly snap a foot from his cheek up and to his lips, where she fed one of her toes into his maw, getting a gag from the dragon. He blinked a few times, as if trying to see whether or not he was actually experiencing this. Indeed he was.
“Now, we may be pampering you, but you are still our employee,” Ember said. “So, if you please, lick.” Spike felt deeply offended that he’d be demanded that. How could he?! Lick his tormentor’s feet?! He’d try and twist his head a little to hopefully pop her toe out of his mouth. However, she’d simply adjust her foot in order to keep it right where she wanted it. And as she did, Gabby would bring her feet off of him, to instead extend up and past his body to try and grasp his cheeks, at which she’d hold his poor head steady. And at that, Spike realized his attempts at fleeing would be null.
He could only give a slight pause, before eventually shutting his eyes, and wearily bringing his tongue near the offered body part. Ember gave a slight shudder as she felt his tongue dance over her toe. Ember made sure to keep them nice and clean, though it was still awfully humiliating. Those pantyhose were so thin, that it almost felt like he was striking the foot itself. After her toe was dressed a little, she’d adjust her position a little bit. One foot crawled around to grab his chin in order to keep his jaw nice and open, and she’d adjust her foot in order to offer more and more of her foot to the little guy. She gave Spike a soft look in order to get him to keep on licking.
He gave a soft sigh, before carefully extending his tongue out towards whatever bit of Ember’s foot was present for him. He gently stabbed into her sole, before dragging a little up, giving the powerful lady’s foot a thorough taste as. Those pantyhose were very, very thin, to the point where he was sure he could actually get his superior’s taste firmly stuck on his tongue. Ember would hold her foot in place for a little, before adjusting side to side so that he’d be forced to lick at it from whatever angle. Spike could only be thankful that this lewd dragon wasn’t a crueler ruler. Eventually, she’d bring that foot up, before bringing her other one over his face so that he could work on that.
Meanwhile, Gabby, feeling that her job was done, would pull her feet away from his jaw, before going back to grasping his chest. She rubbed circles into it, getting a shudder from the small dragon, who was pulling against the restraints around him. After a bit of that, she’d gently stroke her legs down, now reaching around to pet his sides. Not only were her soles rubbing into him, but her toes would spread ut in order to get a nice grasp on them. Spike, meanwhile, would gasp out as he felt those toe tips rake through him, netting a tickly jolt through his body! His licking of Ember’s foot would be interrupted as instead he tried to stifle a laugh. Ember, meanwhile, was more than happy to angle her foot so that she could keep his muzzle covered. Despite the dragon’s shaking of his head and his undulating body, she made it clear she was going nowhere. Gabby would make it down to his hips, and would notice the dragon’s reaction.
“Ooo~! That got a reaction!” Gabby cheered.
“He makes the cutest struggles,” Ember commented. “Feel free to fish out whatever joy you want from the little guy.” Gabby nodded a little too enthusiastically. She wriggled her toes a little, her tips poking into Spike’s sides and getting another, albeit more subdued, reaction out of the dragon. And then, she flexed her feet outwards, her heels smushed into him while her toes are preparing for an attack. Her feet snapped forwards, and Spike’d gasp out as those tips stuffed themselves under his arms!
“MMMMMMGH!” Spike wailed out, a slight chuckle forcing itself into his squeal. He was muffled by Ember’s foot, the domineering boss making sure that she’d angle her sole just to snuff out those cries. She’d lessen her grip a little, and Gabby would giggle and tap her toes all over his underarms to assail him with more tickly sensations. And with each drum of those toes, he’d be forced to gasp out yet again. His body twisted and turned and his hips would pump a bit. And when he did, Gabby’s eyes would be drawn towards it, and she could feel a moment of excitement. She considered the moment, though figure that she should instead wait. She could do whatever she wanted to him, and she didn’t exactly want to beat him off right now.
“You ready to switch positions?” Ember asked.
“Switch?” the griffon asked, shaking her head in confusion. And then, her eyes lit up. “O-oh yes! I’d love to!” Ember nodded, and then pulled her foot away, the smaller dragon giving a gasp of relief, him lauding in the fresh air. While he was freed, the two employees would flip their legs off of the edge of the table, before jumping down off of them. The two then marched to the previous worker’s place, Ember going down towards Spike’s legs while Gabby would walk around towards his head. The little dragon could only watch and wiggle around, trying to pry himself free from the binds. His efforts were very fruitless.
The two ladies then climbed up and onto the table, Ember sitting near his legs and Gabby sitting near his head. Ember’s feet would lift up into the air, before planting down on his stomach. Gabby, however, now looking down at his chubby face, was a little less than subdued.
“Oh~! I could just pinch your cheeks!” she declared as she brought her feet up, her toes wiggling threateningly over him.
“M-ma’am! Don’t-!” Spike begged. However, he was swiftly cut off as her feet came down, caressing his cheeks, her toes grasping tightly around either one as if they were hands pinching down. He blushed deeply and tried to fight against their grasp, though those pantyhose-covered feet held him nice and tight. She’d pull this way, then that way. She was tugging in either direction, yanking his squishy cheeks in all sorts of directions, and this tugging would be intermittent with her squishing them together. Spike felt super uncomfortable and humiliated, but the griffon kept on cooing and letting out aws at the dragon’s squishiness.
Meanwhile, Ember was rubbing circles into the dragon’s abdomen, her lifting her heels off of him so that only the front half danced over them. One circle was drawn on one half, and one circle was on the other. Ember, meanwhile, couldn’t help but smirk at the way Gabby played with her assistant. She never imagined playing this way with him, and goodness it looked cute, even if Spike appeared in distress. Ember would then move up to his shoulders, her feet seeming able to wrap around either one while Gabby seemed to have her own fill, her unclasping his cheeks, them seeming to snap back in place like a released bit of rubber.
“Ugh…” Spike groaned after the assault. He tried to reach up to his cheeks to nurse them, only to encounter the same issue as before. Ember’s feet ran forwards and backwards on his joints, squeezing tightly to iron out those kinks while Gabby’s feet would come up to wrap around his maw, him not even finding the strength to resist. After a bit of rubbing up there, Ember’s feet would gently retreat down Spike’s abdomen, her toes raking across his body, and him again letting out involuntary giggles and shudders.
Soon, the blue dragon made it down to his leg joints, wrapping around and twisting forwards and back to work out those kinks. Spike was still shuddering under her grip, feeling so, hopelessly vulnerable against this enemy. And as his boss worked his legs out, the big bad dragon was getting a good look between his thighs. She licked her lips a little, before drawing her feet down, down his legs, and towards her own target… And soon, the small dragon would give a gasp as she suddenly assaulted him! Sure enough, the older dragon had his cock ensnared between her feet, the griffon and Spike left only to watch.
“I know this looks fun,” Ember started. “But as long as he’s still in my office, his cock’s as good as mine.”
“M-miss Ember-!” Spike began to beg. However, the dragon was quick to jerk her feet up and down, almost instantaneously getting him erect. Her toes drummed on his shaft, each gentle caress seeming to get a wriggle from the little guy. Spike, meanwhile, was sweating profusely, his eyes shut so that he could hopefully endure this powerful feeling. However, he knew that no matter how hard he’d try, he’d just end up a victim to her. Ember always wanted to make her killing. Those drums were mere teases, of course. In a few moments, she’d stop moving them, and instead begin rubbing.
Spike shook his hips side to side, hoping to whip his way out of her grip. Unfortunately, the foe was able to angle her feet just right, making sure they were firmly wrapped around his cock and he was able to jerk him up and down. From his base to his tip, she’d run up him, the small dragon grunting and moaning as she kept on assailing him. As he was left to squirm, Gabby, whose feet still squished and rubbed his face, couldn’t help but feel a little excited about this. A blush filled her cheeks as she kept on smushing him.
“O-oh, I think I’m fine with watching for a little while~” the griffon said, her grasping one of her breasts. Spike, meanwhile, couldn’t help but feel worse and worse. His chest was heaving and sweat poured down him in buckets. At the rate they were going, he was sure that he’d be forced to embarrass himself yet again. He’d still try to whip his hips away, but there was no escape from her feet. The blue dragon, meanwhile, would eventually grow a little interested in playing around. And so, she removed one head, before carefully wrapping her other around his shaft.
One foot would go down to gently cradle his balls, while the other was racing up and down his cock. And that caused the small dragon’s eyes to snap open and a sharp gasp to lunge out of his throat, his body heaving forwards in alarm. Both of the ladies smiled, Ember with hunger and Gabby with excitement.
“It’s funny: despite how long he’s been employed, he still manages to be a fun toy,” Ember remarked. “Twilight wasn’t kidding when she said he was a wonderful assistant.”
“Oh he’s making just a grand first impression on me~” Gabby remarked, her fingers threatening to reveal one of her breasts in her excitement.
“Oh, so h-h-h-appy t-to be appreciated!” Spike snapped, trying to buck his hips away. He’d soon let out a grunt of pain as the foot cradling his balls smushed in towards him, giving them a slight stamp. His whole body, once quaking with pleasure, instead seized up as he was pounded with among the most painful stimulations a dude can feel that doesn’t involve goring anyone. Ember only brought on the pain for a split second, her ceasing her stroking just long enough so that that sensation alone would fill him. Sometimes, Ember just needed to remind the little man who the boss was around here. And with a brief lock of the eyes, she was sure that Spike was reminded.
“Don’t treat him too badly,” Gabby said, noticing the brief, pregnant pause. “I-I mean, I still wanna have a go at him.”
“He’s a tough kid, don’t worry,” Ember assured as she continued to trace her foot up and down Spike’s shaft. Fortunately, the cruelness she’d employ would be quickly replaced by the loving caress of her feet, ready to milk the dragon for all he was worth. He was once more left moaning and groaning, him panting and sweating as his boss gave him an intense rub down. Unfortunately, little ol’ him had grown into a bit of a lightweight, what with him being constantly subjected to her feet. Combine that with the previous teasing, and he was bound to-!
“H-hng! HHHHHNG!” Spike wailed out, his body seizing. With only a few more strokes, it was over for the dragon. Ropes of cum blew up, slightly soaking Ember’s pantyhose, but mostly staining his torso and chest, beads of it even making it to his chin! Gabby herself, meanwhile, would look on with a slight bit of wonderment and joy. Spike’s been such a darling to her throughout this, and to see the faces he’s making and the mess he’s making… Her wings and heart fluttered something fierce at that. And as he came, Ember would make sure to keep on stroking, just to make sure she gets all she can out of him. Soon, however, she was sure that he’d gotten as much out of that boy as possible, her giving a few more strokes just to be sure. Soon, she’d lift her foot, her pantyhose dripping with small beads of cum.
“Quite the introduction, don’t you think?” Ember asked. Her fellow employee, meanwhile, managed to pop one bra-covered breast free from her suit, her cradling it while her feet cupped the smaller dragon’s cheeks.
“Quite~” Gabby said dreamily. Ember nodded in affirmation and looked down at Spike, him left to lie and recover from all of his abuse. She nodded again, before standing up.
“Very well,” Ember said. “Now that we’ve had our fun with him, I think it’s time he was properly ‘employed’ by you.” Ember would stand up, and Gabby, now a little flustered, would stand up while blushing. With the two ladies up, Ember would reach down to the bindings, and begin to undo them.She was very casual about the movement, carefully undoing those things. She didn’t have to worry about Spike doing anything, after all. He had terrible recovery time, and he was smack dab in the middle of two ladies that want to make sure he goes nowhere. There was no escape.
Eventually, the bindings were undone, and the still panting and embarrassed Spike was still lying there, slowly recovering. Gabby, meanwhile, looked over him excitedly, before glancing towards Ember, as if expecting her to give an order.
“He’ll be yours until the end of the day,” Ember said. “I want to make sure he’s returned to me in conditions similar to how he is now. Don’t break him too hard.” Gabby nodded in understanding.
“Of course, boss!” she declared. “I wanna have all kinds of fun with him, but I’m not that crazy!” Gabby herself would climb off of the table, and the two ladies were soon standing at either end and looking down at Spike, who climbed up and on his backside with a groan. It appeared he’d finally recovered.
“Now, having a naked little man follow you around might look strange to other workers,” Ember remarked. “Surely you want him in something when you go to play with him, right?”
“Oh certainly!” Gabby said excitedly. “In fact, as you were doing your thing, I actually got an idea I’m really into!” Ember raised her brows curiously at that. The griffon then leaned in close, motioning for her to lend an ear. Ember wasn’t sure how serious this was, though was fine with giving her the moment to explain. When she got in close, Gabby whispered into her ear, apparently a fairly detailed scenario. Spike, meanwhile, looked on with a slight sense of worry. Of course, nothing they were coming up with could be in his best interest. Eventually, Ember would step back and give a nod to her fellow employee.
“Oh I can definitely arrange that, dear,” Ember remarked. “You keep the little guy company, and I’ll fetch you just what you need.” Gabby nodded excitedly at that while stepping near Spike, making sure to wrap an arm around him to keep him up against her body. Also because she couldn’t bring herself to take her arms off of him. Seeing her already at work, Ember would leave the office, leaving the two alone. And as they left there, Gabby would gently pull him up to sit him on her lap.
“Well I’ve never seen you here before!” the griffon declared happily. “I wanna know everything about you, little guy!” Spike, meanwhile, could only blush and wriggle against her slightly. She had a pretty strong grip on him, making sure he was going nowhere. He tried desperately to move, but she could only cutch him tighter to her, keeping him firmly trapped on her lap. He supposed that he could do nothing.
“I-I don’t suppose she gave you my name, did she?” Spike asked.
“Eh, I kinda missed it, sorry,” Gabby said while nervously stroking the back of her head. Spike supposed he couldn’t totally blame her. He supposes there was plenty to be, ahem, preoccupied with.
“My name’s Spike,” Spike answered. “I roomed with Twilight, but I went here for a job. Unfortunately, it turned out that ‘job’ was spending my hours locked up in Ember’s desk and… well, you know…” Gabby nodded in understanding.
“Well, I suppose she couldn’t help but snap up whatever small thing came to her keep,” Gabby joked. “I know I would~” Spike blushed and squirmed again, feeling like she was caught under the gaze of a malicious predator. Fortunately, however, his moment of upset would be freed up when Ember stepped into the room.
“Alright, I got what you wanted!” Ember declared. Now, both parties were able to look over at whatever the blue dragon grabbed. Spike felt his heart sink with worry once she unveiled whatever Gabby wanted to play with. In one hand, Ember held up a maid outfit, boasting a black dress with white highlights, as well as a fairly low cut dress. And in the other she held a pair of pantyhose, though these seemed more his size than either lady’s. Of course, Spike realized who that was meant for.
“I’d rather go naked,” he said, crossing his arms.
“Oh, you won’t be going anywhere unless you wear this,” Ember said.
“And if we don’t leave, then maybe I can have another session with you!” Gabby cheered. Spike, again, felt his heart drop, and he sighed.
“F-fine!” he muttered in annoyance. With that, Gabby released her grip on him, allowing him to climb down and off of her lap. He stepped up close to Ember, who held either hand out towards him. He swiped the pantyhose out of her hand, figuring that it’d make sense for those to go on first. He held it close and looked around, as if trying to gauge if these ladies would give him some privacy or anything. They weren’t. So, with a sigh, he began to slide his legs in. He could feel the thin fabric wrap tightly around his legs, hugging as if it was a second set of skin. It felt absurdly awkward when he felt the stuff wrap tightly around his buttocks and dick. With them up, he’d go for the dress, which was simpler to put on. Still, that didn’t make it any less humiliating.
He was no wearing the suit of a maid, the skirt only making it down to about halfway down his thighs. He was relatively covered up, but he was certain that the slightest bit of movement would expose himself before any prying eyes, which was precisely why he was making sure he stood upright while these two ladies looked him over. Ember herself seemed to try and take the sight nonchalantly, but Gabby seemed a little too excited. Her fists were downright shaking with glee as she took in the dragon’s appearance.
“Ah~! He looks so cute!” Gabby wailed out, practically hopping in place.
“Yeah yeah, whatever,” Spike muttered, waving her off. “Let’s just get this over with, fast.” With that, Gabby practically skipped towards the door, while Spike followed behind her. As he did, his boss would grasp his frilly dress, prompting him to stop in place. He looked back at her curiously.
“Now, you can’t just walk through the halls in just that,” Ember said.
“What do you mean? I’m dressed up,” Spike said.
“Well, you need some footwear,” Ember said. And to help drive her point home, she pulled up her arm yet again, this time unveiling a pair of black high heels, either hung off of one finger each. Spike’s eyes widened as he eyed up the devices, feeling worry.
“N-no way…” Spike muttered. “Y-you can’t be serious… You just can’t-!”
…
Spike would find himself performing a balancing act through the hallway as he followed Gabby, who, thankfully, slowed down when she noticed he was a little bit behind her tail. Spike needed the extra time to catch up, because those heels were wickedly awful! The bridge of his foot was lifted from the floor, leaving his only points of contact to be the front of his foot, and his heel, which was currently perched upon an uncomfortably thin pillar. And as if that weren’t bad enough, he could feel the darn thing poking into his sensitive foot. If he was upright, it stabbed into the center of his heel, and if he wasn’t, then that heel was shoving into one spot of his heel and the other.
Spike kept on walking, his arms lifted and holding outwards to try and maintain his balance. He’d wobble his arms to try and make sure he’d lean this way instead of that, and vice versa. He kept on trying to move, letting out little grunts of pain as he’d proceed forwards, while Gabby was excitedly walking ahead. Eventually, though, the two would soon arrive at Gabby’s destination.
“Here we are, Spikey!” she declared while motioning towards the door she stopped at. Spike looked at it, and couldn’t help but have a sinking feeling. Said door appeared made of a rich wood, and boasted the “woman’s bathroom” sign right on it.
“I don’t think I can go in there,” Spike muttered.
“Nonsense! You’re a guest!” Gabby declared. “If anyone asks, I’ll simply tell them I let you in.” She then pushed the door open, showing off the white-tiled insides of the bathroom. She then waved a claw towards the opening, Spike looking on wearily. He took a few steps forwards, and entered, stepping in wearily, as if any of those tiles would trigger some kind of booby trap. He never entered a woman’s bathroom, so he really felt like he was in land he shouldn’t be. He stepped in more and more, and Gabby followed close behind him.
More and more they walked, stepping into, what sort of looked like, a locker room. Spike rose a brow and looked around curiously, feeling like he’d wandered into the wrong place. While he was looking over the room, Gabby would skip past him to approach one of the benches near the lockers. She stretched her arms overhead, before sitting down at the bench, her back faced towards Spike. And while down, she began to undo the buttons of her shirt, not that he could notice.
“Didn’t expect to see this, did ya?” Gabby asked. “This place has its own washing area, wear working gals like us get to wash up. And lemme say, watching you get worked over like that worked up a sweat in me! I just need to get outta this thing, won’t you be a dear~?” Spike rose a brow curiously at that, unsure what she meant at first. However, after a bit of connecting the dots, he came to realize what she meant. He blushed harder and reared back, clasping his hands over his mouth in shock.
“C-c-can’t you do that?!” he asked.
“Come on, aren’t you the perfect assistant?” Gabby asked, her giving her shoulders a gentle wiggle. “Please do lend a hand~” Spike kept on blushing and looked around. He realized that he couldn’t deny her. For all he knew, Ember might be close behind and ready to catch him. So, with a heavy sigh, he approached Gabby from behind. He’d gently clasp the shoulders of her jacket, before pulling back, Gabby angling her arms to make it easier for him to pull. Soon, it was off, and Gabby would then take it off of his hands before extending it into a locker in front of her. After that, she swiveled her legs about, making it as if she was sitting crotch-first on the bench while her legs were stretched behind her.
Spike would once again find himself freezing up. The idea of stripping her was already intimidating, but from this angle, he was left with a view of her shapely rear… It seemed pretty big, and appeared well rounded, almost as if sculpted that way by a lusty artist. He hadn’t realized it before, but with her laying herself out like this, he was now able to see the pantyhoe ride up between her cheeks. Top that off with a slight shake side to side, and Spike could only find himself staring.
“You’re gonna help, right?” Gabby asked. And as those words finally reached Spike’s ears, he suddenly realized he still hadn’t done his job. He shook his head to knock the cobwebs out of his head, before looking down, now at the waistband. He then took a deep breath, before leaning forwards and wrapping his fingers around them. He took another breath, and then began drawing backwards, sliding the pants down past her hips and towards her legs. And as he did, more of Gabby’s gray butt would be unveiled to him, it wrapped up in a black thong. He would give pause, finding himself staring, and Gabby would, of course, notice. Not that she minded, she was fine being ogled over.
Eventually, though, Spike would be able to draw those things down and off of her legs, and as he did, he’d swear that he could see the formerly constrained fat be allowed to breathe once those were off. Gabby sighed and swiveled around before sitting up, her stretching her arms overhead before bringing one hand down to thumb a button, and begin to take it out. And after that stretch, she’d swivel around to face Spike, suddenly realizing she had a little assistant for stuff like this. She spread her legs a little, while bringing her arms behind her, puffing out her chest. She wordlessly invited Spike towards him, and the dragon suddenly found himself unable to deny her.
He felt frozen in place, blushing deeply, before he took a few steps forwards. The way she was positioned, Spike would be forced to stand between her thighs, threateningly close to her form but still allowing himself to be far enough away. And once he did, he’d reach up, carefully grasp either button, and begin to undo them. Gabby would hold still and watch his reaction as he unveiled more and more of her. Soon, her chest, suspended by a black bra, was brandished to the little dragon, who found himself staring yet again. Gabby couldn’t help but giggle at how overwhelmed the little guy was. And, well, she was feeling a little playful herself.
So, while he was merely watching, she’d reach behind his head, before suddenly yanking him towards her! He was only able to let out a breath of a yelp before he was stuffed into her cleavage, his little body sent flailing about, especially as her soft thighs would wrap around to thoroughly trap him. She giggled and kept on shaking Spike into her grasp, forcing him to endure the marshmellowy prison while he felt dangerously flustered. Eventually, though, Gabby would pull away, allowing him to pull himself free while gasping out.
“I tease!” Gabby laughed, waving her claw. Spike’s face was bright red with embarrassment, and he looked just like he wanted to shrink away somewhere. Gabby simply laughed, though undid her undershirt the rest of the way, before hanging it up in her locker. “Alright, now it’s time for the fun part!” she declared. She stood up, still wrapped up in her black underwear, and walked forwards towards one of the hallways. Spike followed after her, still blushing. Soon, they headed into a section of the wash room that appeared to contain several different shower sets. Each was walled off in their own stall, each having a curtain over the opening that one would have to go through to access. And, Gabby just so happened to be going through one of them. Spike stood near the entrance, and didn’t advance just yet.
“You know I need you in here, right?” Gabby pointed out.
“O-oh, sorry!” Spike said. He slipped in past the curtains, finding himself in that small area between the area itself and the showerhead. This area was about 6 feet between either spot, which meant that the dragon and the griffon were dangerously close to each other. And just to make the situation worse, Gabby unhooked her bra, and began to take it off. Color returned to Spike’s face as he turned away. He’d never seen a lady naked before, even when Ember had him locked up in the desk.
“You don’t have to be so modest,” Gabby assured. Just to help “persuade” him, she lifted her bra over him, before dropping it on his head. This got him to shake, knocking the bra off of him, him worried. He looked up, and found Gabby, now topless… and about to remove her bottom!
“M-miss-!?” Spike started, only for her to shush him by sticking a finger over his lips.
“I am pretty, aren’t I?” Gabby said. It was phrased like a question, but her tone didn’t really seem to suggest she was asking anything. “There are many people that’d kill to be where you are right now. But, I’m personally a big fan of smaller guys like you.” With a few tugs down, and after bending forwards, her smushing her breasts into the top of his head as she did so, she was able to draw her thong down her legs, before pulling it free and setting it on one of the hooks on the stall wall. Spike dared to take a peek, and found himself unable to look away. She was very pretty, especially naked, especially for a guy who never saw the naked form before.
With that, Gabby would turn towards the showerhead, before turning it and letting the warm water flow. She took up a bottle of liquid soap, before handing it towards Spike. The dragon would take hold of it, while looking down at it like he’d never seen it before. Though, by now, he certainly should’ve realized what she expected him to do. Gabby took a gentle dip under the shower, the running water matting down her fur and feathers. She sighed merrily and ran her fingers through her scalp, Spike only able to watch as the droplets clung to her form and swept downwards, seeming to form an outline along her body. The droplets seemed to draw lines in the curves of her body, drawing the dragon’s eye towards those little crevices and curves, until they’d eventually wrap around her buttocks, again making him focus on her plump derriere.
After a bit of that, she’d step out of the stream and lean in close to Spike. She looked down towards his soap bottle, and the little dragon was knocked out of his daze. He blushed at the mistake and began squeezing a glob of the stuff into one of his hands. He set the bottle aside and spread the gel in either palm, before carefully approaching her. He’d reach up and grasp her cheeks, before gently rubbing into them. Gabby, meanwhile, couldn’t help but deeply enjoy the pets, herself leaning into either hand as they softly kneaded her face. Spike nodded at the affirmation directed towards his technique, and would keep on rubbing to keep her entertained, eventually curling up to her scalp to rub the stuff in.
After a bit of that, his hands would curl around behind her so that he could rub it into the back of her neck and her shoulders, Gabby sighing merrily at the pseudo massage. Spike’d hoped that she could turn around so that he could have more access to her back, but it’s clear that she’d be going nowhere. No, instead he’d have to lean in closer, him essentially forced to hug her so that his hands could reach the spots he’d need to. Gabby couldn’t help but bring up a hand to gently caress the back of his head, Spike blushing. He’d try to peer around for something to focus on, but his vision currently only consisted of Gabby’s beak, and her perky breasts.
“Oh, you’re doing amazing, dear~” Gabby said, her gently stroking the back of his head. Spike blushed and just kept on cleaning the back of her coat. As he did, Gabby would reach behind her… before bringing them around to her front, making him grasp her breasts. He blushed deeply at the action, and tried to pull away, only for the griffon to hold him in place and make him keep on holding her. He kept on trying to tug away, but he was going nowhere, thanks to her grip! He’d soon realize that he couldn’t get away, and sighed.
So, with a grumble, he’d rub his hands around, unfortunately rubbing over her breasts. Gabby would softly moan as her “assistant” would run his hands over her sensitive breasts. Her back arched as Spike would continue rubbing the soap into her, Gabby adjusting his arms to make sure he’d be forced to rub wherever she wished him to. From around the curves of her boobs, to over her nipples. Especially over her nipples. She licked her lips and gave a soft wobble in response to the little guy’s hands. And all the while, Spike would blush deeply as he was forced to keep this on, the griffon’s moans making him more and more vulnerable, to the point where he’d have to cross his legs to hide his growing lust. Well, as best he could, though he was sure, deep down, that she knew.
After a bit of that, Gabby would make sure he’d keep on stroking her breasts, before her bringing his other hand down and towards her legs. And as he did, he’d blush deeply upon realizing where he was going. He’d try to tug away from it, but again, her hand would make sure that he was going nowhere. Gabby, meanwhile, blushed in anticipation as her hand approached her destination. Spike would keep on trying to tug, only for him to meet right between her legs. Gabby’s whole form quaked at that slight touch, her thighs shuddering and threatening to squeeze around his little hand, Spike trying desperately to not look down at her.
Despite not looking, Spike would be forced to rub his hand up and down, his fingers feeling this lady’s nether lips. Gabby’s tongue would lull from her beak as she made him stroke up and down her slit while he had his other hand rub into her nipple. Spike would keep on trying not to look down, though his pupils would involuntarily glance down to see what his other hand was doing. Now, he was made privy to Gabby’s vagina, it seemingly eagerly anticipating all of his handiwork. Gabby, while holding said hand, gently fingered the back of Spike’s hand in anticipation of making him do exactly what she’d wish of him.
After a bit of teasing her opening, Gabby could take it no more. With a firm shove of her fingers, she’d make Spike shove his fingers right through her nether lips, granting a gasp of excitement from Gabby while her assistant went wide eyed with worry. She moaned deeply as she moved Spike’s hand around, the latter forced to rub her vaginal walls. Spike, while initially horrified, would find himself… growing into it? Gabby’s reaction, and the soft feeling around his fingers, honestly felt pretty nice. He felt himself ease more into it, his legs spreading to reveal his pantyhose tugging tightly around his brand new erection.
Seeing him so excited, Gabby was more than happy with the assistant she just won. She stretched a leg out, offering a thigh for him. She released her grip on the hand grappling her breast, before patting it invitingly for him. Spike looked down curiously, before glancing at her, as if trying to get confirmation on her request. She gave a nod. Spike continued to blush, before angling himself, such that his groin rubbed up against her thigh, his hands continuing to rub her where she wanted. Gabby was still moaning merrily while Spike was made to “clean” her, her no longer bothering to pin his hands down. By now, he’d more than accepted his position. And all the while, he’d thrust his hips a little, squeezing his cock against her thigh while he continued to pleasure her.
More and more they’d keep on, their moans filling up the shower area as Gabby loved Spike’s attention more and more. He was such a diligent worker! It didn’t take him long, and already he was going to bring her to the edge! Though, he was still clearly inexperienced, on account of his lessening resistance. She could already feel beads of pre poke her thigh. So, just to reward him, she’d lift her leg up, momentarily robbing his bulge of that pleasure, only for her to bring her leg down to squeeze it in the crook of her knee, giving it as tight a tug as possible!
“Hah! HYAAAAH!” Spike wailed out. The two in the shower would find themselves unable to hold back. Spike’d cum right through his pantyhose while Gabby’s love spilled down, soaking his hand and being swept up down the drain. The two would be left panting, Gabby mercifully releasing his now flaccid cock. She let him pull free of her, before swiveling him around so he could hug him from behind, her resting her chin on his panting head.
“Mmm~ You’re the best assistant ever! We should make a habit of this~”
