Naughty Massage Kitty

Lyle held the slip in his hand, feeling a little frightened, yet somehow the fear felt good to him. He was enjoying it. This was the address for the massage therapist. In this building a strange woman he had never met was going to put her hands on him, something he never experienced before.

He was warned that this would happen. When he reached the age of consent, he had the option of spending the money he saved up on one of two things, a new car, or a pair of surgically implanted wings. His mother had already let him become a furry, she was pretty open minded about that since she was an anthrocat herself. She was quite proud when at the age of thirteen, Lyle was altered to become an anthrocat. For all of his life his mother was a cat who was one of the pioneers in extreme body modifications to become a full time furry. There were times, many times, when he wished his mother would have let him become a little taller but that was something she considered to be something different.

When he was sixteen, Lyle started saving up money to pay his own way for body modifications, he wanted to be taller and broader in the shoulders to appear more manly in front of his friends. However, months before his eighteenth birthday doctors had made a discovery that made him rethink his options. Wings had been implanted onto human bodies before but they always had mechanical parts that required expensive maintenance. The more range of motion you wanted, the more money it would cost. The wings that they implanted now were completely biological, with their own muscle control with a full range of motion that even exceeded some birds. They came with custom lengths and coloring to your desire, even the level of fluffyness in the feathers could be chosen.

As soon as Lyle saw it, he knew he found something for him. Everyone was getting body modifications to be taller and stronger, but this called out to him and his character. This was a form of acceptance that he was no longer pursuing something out of peer pressure. This was him accepting who he was. He was small, he was cute, he was furry. That was that, the wings would greatly enhance it.

But with the new wings came a new responsibility. There was a large mass of muscles that his brain and body had to adjust to. The family doctor warned him he would have to visit a massage therapist to treat the wings once week until his body adjusted to them. That was something he hardly thought about at all, it was mentally dismissed like being reminded to floss after seeing a dentist.

Here he was, looking at that massage clinic right in the entrance doors. There was nothing but a staff of near-impossibly beautiful women walking through it, and almost all of them were furry. A voluptuous vixen wearing glasses and a leather miniskirt was working behind the counter. Lyle’s kitty ears were bent down, looking sheepish and droopy as he walked up to the counter, the vixen reacted like she had never seen a man in the clinic before.

“Uhh, hi,” said Lyle.

The vixen’s ped eed ears pricked up brightly and she asked, “Can I help you?”

“Yeah... I have an appointment,” said Lyle, “With ... Danielle?”

Lyle spread his wings out a little from behind his back and pointed back to them with is thumb.

“It’s the wings,” said Lyle.

The vixen raised her paws up to her mouth in shock of the wing’s beauty.

“Oh,” she said, “Danielle, you’re early for Danielle. Her office is to your right, third door down the hall on the left. Number seven. She should be here any minute, you can go right in and wait for her there.”

“Thanks,” said Lyle, in a small and slightly frightened voice.

The vixen watched Lyle with her eyes transfixed on his wings, and occasionally glanced at his tushy as he walked away. Lyle was not doing his best to avoid looking like a lost sheep, wandering down the hall as he looked at the numbers on the door. He heard some strange noises coming from the right side of the hall and noticed one of the doors was slightly ajar. As he got closer he heard a woman’s voice moaning and screaming.

Carefully Lyle peered around the edge of the door. Inside he saw a naked human woman laying on her back on a massage table. She was receiving oral sex given to her by a blue colored vixen. The vixen was using the shape of her snout to plunge her tongue deep into the woman’s clitoris.

Quickly Lyle turned away, feeling a little shocked. For a moment he thought he should leave. He felt like he didn’t belong, maybe this was a place that only women attended, he hadn’t seen another man since he walked in. What kind of place was this that sexually gratified their customers, he wondered. He heard of places like this, but only read of them in sleazy classified ads. This place was recommended to him by his family doctor, they were supposed to be the best at what they do. Lyle decided he must have just accidentally stumbled upon two lovers who picked an inappropriate time and place to be intimate, still, he couldn’t get the image out of his mind that they were both quite beautiful.

Number seven was now on his left, Lyle pushed the door open, and gratefully saw a very professional looking office inside. Curiously there was no massage table. Only a desk, a few chairs, and a very large and comfortable looking couch. Lyle picked up a few brochures off the desk and sat on the couch.

Danielle was briskly walking in her high heels back towards the clinic. She was careful not to let her ample swinging bosom knock into her Starbucks coffee and stain her shirt. The sunny day made the humans wondered how she could stand being in all that fur on such a warm day, not being aware it actually kept her cool. All she had to do was remember to wear loose fitting clothes to let her breathe.

As she entered the clinic she saw Sora the vixen receptionist gossiping away with a sixteen year old intern she knew as Chan, who was just recently made into an anthrocat, just like herself. Sora hopped up and leaned way over the counter excitedly at Danielle.

“You will not believe in a million years WHAT is waiting for you in your office,” said Sora.

“A winged male,” said Danielle, “I made the appointment myself from a call from the Surrey family clinic.”

Sora glanced at Chan for a second and then whispered, “He is so FUCKING cute, are you going to-?”

“We’ll, uhh, y’know, put him in the shallow end of the pool first,” said Danielle, “See how he treads wa”
”

“You have to let me watch,” said Sora as she jumped up and down, her breasts almost popping out of her low-buttoned blouse.

“Someone has to man the desk,” said Danielle.

“Let Chan do it,” said Sora and she pointed to Chan, “She knows the booking and client system better than I do.”

Danielle could tell Sora was really looking forward to this, as much as herself, and wondered how moist Sora was getting in the thighs. Her enhanced senses could smell Sora’s sex.

“You can watch,” said Danielle, “And if all goes well, next week you can join in.”

Sora let out a little scream and bounced into the back office behind the desk. With a little smirk Danielle dropped her purse behind the desk and took her latte with her to the office. Passing a slightly ajar door, she saw a co-worker masseur performing oral sex on a customer, and she shut the door. Then she went to her own office, straightened her blouse and short skirt and walked in. He was so tiny, he couldn’t have been an inch above five foot four, and looked young enough to be her own son. Not including his pointy ears, his head looked no larger than a single one of her breasts. Such a mousy little frightened look he had in his adorable kitten eyes, she wanted to tahim him and his fear like candy.

“You brought... coffee?” asked Lyle.

“You better lay off these for a while,” said Danielle as she put the latte down on her desk, “Caffeine can cause hyper tension, you don’t want that.”

Danielle gave her well-practiced disarming smile she skillfully used to calm new and nervous patients, she beckoned Lyle to stand up and take off his shirt. For a second she had to check herself that she wasn’t leering at him as he behaved so shy andid, id, taking off his shirt like a frightened child.

“Turn around, “said Danielle as she put her hands gently into his wings, “How long since the operation?”

“Two weeks,” said Lyle.

Lyle felt a little shocked. He had not felt anyone touch his wings since the nurses took off his bandages, and back then he was in great discomfort. Now there was a shocking sense of pleasure as Danielle gently ran her finger around his wings.

“Sensitive?” asked Danielle.

Lyle shook his head yes.

“That’s to be expected,” said Danielle, “The human mind is capable of adjusting to the presence of new limbs, the new sensations can be a bit of a shock. Take a deep breath.”

Lyle closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then several others as to Danielle’s instructions while he held her hands against his back. He began to feel very relaxed.

“Right then,” said Danielle, “Get into the next room and get undressed.”

“Get undressed?” asked Lyle, “But... it’s just my wings, right?”

“It’s a full body message, Lyle,” said Danielle, “It has to be, you can get a sore back from wearing tight shoes. Just lay face down on the table when you’re through undressing.”

Lyle nodded, he assumed Danielle must know her stuff. Resigned, he went into the other room that she was holding the door open to and went in. Graciously she shut the door, to give him privacy. As Lyle unbuckled his pants he looked around the room and saw it was slightly dark and very pleasant looking with dark wood panel walls. This was probably deliberate to make patients relax. There was a large panoramic looking print of a Pollack painting right next to the massage table, it’s colors were very soothing.

Sora was in a back room that had metal stacking shelves with office supplies. She went up to a large gray panel on the wall and flicked a switch. The gray panel was actually a digitally coated one way glass that provided a huge view of the massage room with over 60 inches of viewing. Sora could see Lyle taking off his underwear and she immediately starting hiking down her panties so she could masturbate.

Lyle dumped his clothes onto a chair and then climbed onto the massage table. He seemed to lie there for what felt like the longest time before Danielle finally made her way inside. She smirked at the Pollack painting and hoped Sora wouldn’t make to much noise while playing with herself on the other side of it. Immediately she kicked off her shoes and started to get undressed.

“Are you getting changed or something?” Lyle asked nervously.

“I always work with no clothes on, all furry masseur’s do,” said Danielle, “Clothes get in the way, I like full range of motion. Besides (Danielle playfully slapped Lyle’s bare behind) I’m all covered in fur. It’s not like you can see anything.”

That just wasn’t true. As Lyle watched Danielle undress he could see she had a gorgeous goddess-like figure with enormous breasts he could get lost in. He trembled as she disappeared behind him and waited for her hands to touch him.

“I’m going to go easy on the wings,” said Danielle, “But I’m going to have to be a little firm around the joints in the back, and finish up with a firm body massage.”

Lyle nodded, as much as he could with his chin against the rest. Gently Danielle put her fingers into the mass of his wings nearest the back joint and stroked the spine of both wings. Carefully as he could, Lyle had to shift his torso around because he was getting an erection and tried to hide it. Instantly Danielle knew what he was doing and just carried on normally.

For the first time Lyle was becoming aware that his wings provided a great deal of sensitivity to his surrounding. He could pick up the slightest motion of air as his feathers would move. This made him far more attuned to his surroundings than he ever imagined. Without looking he knew exactly where Danielle was standing, and that she was leaning over him just slightly.

Danielle cupped her fingers and ran them down the spine of Lyle’s left wing, this caused him to take a gasp of air and shudder a little. This made her smile, she knew she was going to have fun tormenting him for a while. She never imagined she would have a patient so sensitive to her touch. The wings were the most beautiful things she had ever laid her hands on. Light creamy colored feathers in rows of awesome symmetry. For a moment she lifted the wing to smell it, and it smelled like kittens.

Lyle was wondering just what the heck was Danielle doing, then she put her fingers into his wing joints at the back and started to perform that firm part of the massage she promise. The feeling was intense, almost like pain, and threatened to render him helpless on the table.

Sora was frantically going through some boxes at the bottom of a shelf.

“Where the hell is that vibrator?” she screamed.

Finally she found a slim blue one and turned it on for a second to see if it worked. When it trembled she hollered “Yes!” and punched her fist in the air. Quickly she got up and started stuffing the vibrator inside herself, the hand she was using the brace against the wall slipped and hit the glass panel

BAM!

“What was that?” asked Lyle.

“Nothing,” said Danielle, “We’ve got rats in the attic. Big fat ones. Don’t worry, they can’t get in here.”

Danielle started doing Lyle’s shoulders and he began to really relax. Right away Danielle could feel it in her hands that Lyle was settling down. It was time to turn up the heat. She gave Lyle a thorough massage around his shoulders and back then she worked her way down. A whole minute had passed before Lyle was consciously aware that Danielle was kneading his buttocks. For a while she seemed to hover there as Lyle wondered if it was really right to be doing that, but again, he just assumed Danielle knew what she was doing, and it felt so good he had no intention of asking her to stop. If playing with his buttocks seemed a little sexual, nothing felt as potentially erotic as doing his legs, especially his thighs.
Further and further, Danielle kept work her way down, working so firm on his calves it almost hurt, then pressing her thumbs into the bottom of his feet. It felt rough and relaxing. After Danielle was done, she shifted tactics. Suddenly Danielle started working Lyle's feet very lightly. She glided her fingers up and down Lyle's legs so lightly, it almost tickled. When she made her way but up around his buttocks his glute muscle twitched wildly every time her fingers ran over them. This light massage was amazing, and felt better than anything on his wings.
A Dan Danielle was through with his wings, Lyle anticipated the massage would be over, but Danielle work her way down around his buttocks again. She seemed to hover there and around his upper thighs. The tip of her nails seemed to work it's way between his legs and close to his groin.

"Can You spread your legs apart a bit, dear?" asked Danielle.

Lyle was starting to have the feeling of fear again that was turning him on, like when he first came to the clinic only far more intense. Why did she want his legs apart, he wondered. He complied, shifted his weight around and put his legs apart.

"Good boy," said Danielle.

Right away she started tickling his buttocks and the inside of his thighs. One of her hands seemed to disappear until he realized it was right close to his groin and fondled his balls.

"Lift your bum up a bit," said Danielle.

Breathing heavy, Lyle complied, as he did Danielle tickled his buttocks mercilessly, then with that missing hand again it reached right under him and performed that gliding nail technique on his genitals. It caused the most desperate erection he ever remembered having and wished this feeling could go on forever, it almost felt as good as ejaculation itself.

"Turn over, dear," said Danielle.

For moment Lyle paused, realizing his erection would be right in Danielle's face.

"Don't be shy, dear, turn over," said Danielle with her calm and charming voice.

Trying not to be conscious of his erect member bouncing around as he turned around, Lyle, laid down on his back his erection in full view of Danielle's face. Gently she helped shift his wings around so they weren't crumpled up under his back. Innocently Danielle worked around Lyle's chest and shoulders, but she didn't waste any time at all working her way down his stomach, again using that gliding technique that caused his lower abdomen to quiver. Deliberately Danielle work her way around Lyle's cock, missing it my justlimelimetres and making his erection stiffer than ever in anticipation.
Then she enveloped his cock with her hands and stroked him hard. Lyle started to groan out loud, he figured Danielle was going to giim aim a hand job, as he heard happened in massage parlours all the time. However, something strange happened, her fingers seemed to avoid the shaft of his cock and stayed low down near around his balls. Lyle hoped this didn't meant Danielle was going to stop. The tip and the head of head cock was completely engulfed in this wonderful warm and wet feeling. He looked up to see Danielle had taken him into her mouth. He couldn't believe his luck and moaned almost as though he was in pain.

"You okay, sweetie?" asked Danielle.

Lyle could barely respond, "Yes".

"You don't want me to stop, do you?" Danielle teased.

Lyle begged her not to.

"Good," said Danielle, "Now, if you want to cum in my mouth, you can, but you have to warn me it's on the way, okay dear?"

Lyle could barely shake his head yes. Danielle dived right into deep throating Lyle as much as she could. Her feline muzzle didn't make giving oral sex to men as easy as it was for vulpine furries with their longer snouts. Enough time was spent teasing so Danielle wanted to make Lyle cum as hard as she could make him. His cock was as long as long she could ever want to have inside her. It was almost too thick for her mouth to handle, but she figured when Sora joined them next time she would have a much easier time deep throating Lyle as much as he could ever want.
Sora was leaning against the one way window half naked and dripping in sweat.e hae had nearly exhausted herself from shoving the vibrator hard up inside herself. As quietly as she could she begged Daniell suc suck Lyle off and let her watch the cum spray all over her face.
Lyle started to moan in a panic and Danielle took this as a sign. She came up shallow just in time for an explosive gush to hit the inside of her mouth. She gulped a few shots and then pulled the cock out to let it spray all over face and her hair, and gobbled Lyle up again as he kept coming anmingming for the longest time she had ever seen. She figured she must have been the first anyone ever did this to Lyle. Sora collapsed to her knees as she came onto her vibrator, then fell to her side on the floor to catch her breath. Lyle felt like his brain had short-circuited. He couldn't even form words, he just babbled as he caught his breath. Danielle wiped her face with a towel.

"You really needed that," said Danielle.

Then Danielle placed her fingers around Lyle's face and skull and massaged his head. It was a wonderful feeling.

"You just have a little nap and I'll wake you up in an hour, okay?" said Danielle.

And she rubbed and stroke his temple and forehead until he feel asleep. She met up with Sora who was looking very dishevelled in the employee washroom. Sora leaned up against the wall looking spent.

“You’ve gotta let me fuck him,” said Sora.

“I haven’t even had my finger up his ass yet,” said Danielle, “We don’t know if he’s into sodomy.”

“Please please he’s soooo cute, you gotta let me fuck him,” pleaded Sora, “Ina fna fuck that cute little ass with a strap on so bad.”

Danielle embraced Sora’s vulpine head and said, “We’ll fuck him together, I promise. Next week, okay? To tide us over in the meantime, how about we seduce that little kitten intern?”

“Chan? You mean that?” asked Sora.

“Of course, we’ll invite her to the pool party,” said Danielle, “And you can taste her all weekend long. Well send Lyle to see Kim for a little special enema treatment next Thursday, see how much he likes it and then we’ll go from there.”

Sora kissed Danielle full on the mouth.

“I’ll set the cameras up,” said Sora, and she ran off.