Amber
A pent-up deertaur (from Trials in Tainted Space)
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C’mere,you say, sitting on a chair and beckoning the curious deertaur over.
?Amber asks, pattering over to you.
Should I sit?You nod and she sinks to her knees in front of you, facing to the side. Leaning over, you run your hands through her hair and hear her sigh in relaxation, her eyes closing. You take care to be gentle as you massage her, leading up to softly rubbing her deer ears between your forefinger and thumb.
Ooooh...Amber moans breathily, leaning into your touch.
That’s nice...Bringing your other hand into play too, you soon find your pet dryad transformed into malleable putty. Sighing happily, she pushes herself against your fingers and nuzzles your hand while you affectionately stroke her. Slowly, you begin to taper off with your treatment until she’s resting in your lap, her breath almost silent. It takes a few seconds for her to notice you’ve stopped, and she raises her head almost sleepily to look at you.