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Though he'll make sure she learns about it by the end.\n\nSo as I said, this was inspired by an [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56613315/]animation[/url] by [fa]Blazey_thehellhound[/fa] ... and my own former career as a massage therapist, of course.\n\n- - - - -\n\nA massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:\n[fa]booleangemini352[/fa] | Sedyna | [fa]Kaden22[/fa] | [fa]jafferroshak[/fa] | RoleplayCentral | [fa]Tierr[/fa] | [fa]akinkyyfox[/fa]\n\nIf you would like early access to my stories, polls, monthly commission raffles, weekly previews and updates, behind the scenes talks, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my [url=https://subscribestar.adult/xp_author]SubscribeStar[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Jason is a massage therapist, brand new at a small but growing massage clinic. His first client, the fox Alicia, is unsure about him at first, mostly because he's new there, but decides to go ahead anyway. 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So as I said, this was inspired by an animation by \n\t\t\t\t\tBlazey_thehellhound ... and my own former career as a massage therapist, of course.

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If you would like early access to my stories, polls, monthly commission raffles, weekly previews and updates, behind the scenes talks, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "\n[center][b]Massage Break[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nJason looked over the notes for the next client, one Alicia Garm. Nothing really stood out among them, no major issues, other than one last minute no-show about two years. The notes went back even longer than that. Seems she had been a regular for a long time, getting at least one massage every month for the last several years. Her next appointment was in a few minutes. Almost as if on cue, the front door opened. The silver-furred rat looked up, brushing his blue braid over his shoulder as he saw the fox step inside. She hesitated when she saw him. \"Uh...\" She glanced behind her, confirming she had the right place. She cleared her throat and walked up to the counter, giving the tall, muscular rat a smile. \"Hello. I'm here for the 2:00...\" There was still a hesitation in her voice as she didn't recognize him. Which made sense.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Ah. You must be Mrs. Garm. Or do you prefer Alicia?\"\n\n\"Alicia will do...\" She looked around the small entry room. Other than the small front desk, there were a half dozen chairs, all unoccupied. \"Where's Dillin?\"\n\nHe kept his friendly smile. \"Ah. Dillin is actually busy today with an offsite event. He's been getting pretty busy lately, so he recently hired me. I'm Jason Masters, and I'll be your massage therapist for today... if that's alright with you.\"\n\nThe vixen tilted her head. \"Oh? He didn't mention that...\"\n\nJason blinked at her. \"He didn't?\" He gasped. \"Oh... oh no.\" he tapped away at the computer for a moment, then frowned. \"Oh... Oh, he left me a note. I was supposed to call you and let you know.\" He gave her an apologetic look. \"I'm really sorry. It's only my second day here. I can reschedule if you'd prefer. N-no charge, of course, since it's my mistake!\"\n\nShe let out a sigh, pulling her phone out of her purse and having a look at it, though he had no idea what she was looking at on the thing. After a moment, she just let out another side. \"No... No, it should be fine. You're licensed, right?\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Oh yes, and I've got many years of experience, too. And I specialize in a bunch of different techniques. Deep tissue, myofascisal, sports, prenatal, shiatsu... to name a few.\" He chuckled a little, looking a bit embarrassed as he somewhat bragged. \"And general relaxation, of course.\"\n\nShe shrugged. \"Alright then, sure. Always good to try some new things from time to time.\" She tapped her phone a few times to turn it off, the thing making a soft chime as it shut down. \"Just make sure to call next time, okay?\"\n\nHe laughed, a bit relieved that she wasn't too upset. \"Of course. I'm sorry about that.\" He motioned to the door nearby. \"Please, follow me.\" He pushed the door open, showing a short hallway with only three other doors. One led to the break room, another to the storage closet with refills for all the different lotions and towels and cleaning supplies. The last was the massage room itself. As he led the very short trip to the room, Alicia got a good look at him. He was tall, his long, blue hair tied into a tight braid that hung down almost to his tail. He wore tight clothing, the kind used for yoga or the like. The shirt a dark green, his pants a light grey, all of it clinging to him enough to show off his muscular build. She also noticed the pats did nothing to hide the bulge in the front, though she wondered if it was real or stuffed.\n\nThe massage room itself was small, with easy to clean paneling made to look like wood. Though it seemed spacious for how little was actually inside of it, just one shelf with some scented candles remaining unlit and a few spare lotions, one overstuffed chair in the opposite corner, and a the massage table in the middle, with a small rolling stool-like seat tucked just under it. Jason had already gotten it ready, the padding covered in a soft sheet of light blue, another light sheet in white draped over that. A pair of small speakers in the upper corners of the room near the ceiling pumped in light, soothing music, and the single light was dimmed to give a warm, slightly yellowish glow to everything.\n\nJason motioned to the bed. \"I'll let you get on in just a moment. I'm sure you know how all this works. Is there anything special you'd like today? I'll even comp you an upgrade if you like. To make up for not calling you before.\"\n\nShe smiled at him. \"No, that's alright. Just throw it onto my account for next time. I think today I just need a good relaxing rub. Been under a lot of stress with the kids. Nothing too deep, though.\"\n\nHe nodded. \"Alright. I'll step out and let you get undressed and on the table. Uh, face up on your back to start alright?\" Different therapists liked to start in different ways. He preferred starting with them face up.\n\nShe shrugged, setting her purse down on the chair. \"Yeah, that's fine. It's how Dillin usually starts, too.\"\n\n\"Alright. I'll be right outside. Just call out when you're ready.\" He gave her another smile, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and taking a few breaths. She was definitely pretty from what he had seen. By the notes, he gathered that she was 34, only a year younger than him. Though he did catch the mention of kids. He'd probably ask about that later, if she was the type to talk during a massage. Some people liked to chat, others liked silence, and some just fell asleep. And then there were those that liked to unload all kinds of baggage. Over the years, he had heard all kinds of things, including one person who had told him what were probably military secrets. Of course, it was all technically covered under medical confidentiality rules.\n\nHe heard her call that she was ready and opened the door again. Sure enough, she was laying on her back on the table, the top sheet pulled up to cover her up to her breasts, leaving just her collar bone, shoulders, and head exposed. Though she had also folded the bottom up a little to leave her feet exposed, as well. He closed the door behind him, then grabbed the rolling stool, moving it around to the top side and taking a seat. \"All set?\" She just nodded, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, her eyes closed. He gently slid his hands under head, lifting it just a little so he could slide them a little deeper, palms up. He curved his fingers a little, pressing up against the base of her neck, and slowly dragging his hands back. He started with this, as it let him get a feel for how the person would respond to his touch. He could also tell certain ways the body would react, and got an almost intuitive feel for where might need extra attention. Right now, he was thinking it was her lower back and legs.\n\nHe gently started to pull back along her neck, squeezing just a little with ever stroke. He gently set her head back down, then moved to press his palm against her right shoulder, giving it a gentle but firm squeeze as he pressed. \"Is this good pressure?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah, that's pretty good.\" He smiled, and continued, working at both shoulders. \"You've got pretty strong hands.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"Thank you. Comes with the job.\" He stood up and moved over to her right side, carefully moving the sheet to the side so he could slip her arm out from under it. With a little lotion in his hand, he started to work at the arm, starting at the top and moving his way down, until he reached her hand. He decided then to test how chatty she might be. \"Did I hear you mention you had kids?\"\n\nShe let out a soft moan. \"Yeah... two of them. Sasha and Carl, 10 and 8.\" She let out a long sigh as he tucked her arm back under the cover and moved over to the other side. \"They can be quite a handful sometimes. Just wish Rocky could be home more to help, but... well.\"\n\nHe looked up as he got to her left hand, definitely noticing the ring on her finger. \"Rocky is... your husband?\"\n\n\"Yeah. But his work keeps him busy. He works for a marketing company. Likes to say he's a big wig over there, but he's really just middle management.\" She chuckled a little. \"Still makes enough that I can splurge on this sort of thing from time to time.\" He got the feeling she liked to splurge more than a little. The clothing she had been wearing was all designer stuff, even down to the purse, and the phone she had been tapping at was the latest model.\n\nHe tucked her arm back under the sheet, then moved down so he could lift it up a little. \"Go ahead and roll over for me. And get your face into the cushion.\" She was already moving before he was done explaining, shifting over to lay on her belly, scooting up a little to stick her face against the crescent shaped cushion at the end. \"Ah, you're an expert at this.\" He chuckled, then started to roll the sheet down more to expose her back. Her fur was short, a yellow-orange in color, a little brighter than most foxes. As he got to the small of her back he asked. \"Tail in or ou- oh... never mind.\" Her fluffy tail slipped out from under the sheet, only to rest against it again, just barely leaving her shapely rear covered. Though it was exposed enough that he could tell she had completely stripped herself. Some people liked to leave their underwear on. He gently tucked the sheet under her hips, the moved up to start working on her back proper.\n\nSure enough, as soon as he pressed his hands into the muscle, he felt the tension leading him lower. He pressed firm, but not too hard. He got a moan for his efforts, her tail twitching just a little. \"This good?\" She just nodded slightly, letting out another soft moan as he pressed down near her lower back. It wasn't an aroused moan, but she was definitely enjoying the touch. He could feel the muscles subtly shifting and twitching under his touch as he pressed into them. He worked up and down along her spine, making sure to give special attention to the low back just above the base of her tail, which got it flicking a little every so often.\n\nFor the next half hour, he didn't try to make any more small talk, since she seemed to be more focused on just relaxing. He worked all along her back, from the base up to her shoulders and neck, and back down again. She was in pretty good shape overall, with only a little excess at her hips. She probably had a membership to some gym or something. She seemed the type. Not that he could really judge, since he also worked out quite a bit to keep his muscular physique.\n\nOnce he was done with her back, he took hold of the rolled up part of the sheet, only to hear her chime up. \"You don't need to worry about the sheet.\"\n\nHe quirked an eyebrow. \"You sure? I don't want you feeling exposed or embarrassed or anything like that.\"\n\nShe scoffed, her tail flicking a little. \"It's fine. Dillin doesn't bother with it anymore, so I'm used to it. And if he trusts you enough to hire you, I'm sure you won't go doing anything.\"\n\nHe smiled a little more. \"Alright. If you're sure then.\" Instead of pulling the sheet up to cover her back again, he pulled it down to fully remove it, exposing her shapely ass and legs. He caught a view of her pussy between those legs as he quickly rolled the sheet into a neat bundle and set it on the floor under the little shelf. She did nothing to hide herself from him, but she wasn't presenting, either. And while he caught her scent, there was only the faintest hint of arousal in it, which was natural for being touched the way she was.\n\nHaving no sheet in the way did give him better access to her rear, as well. He reached out and gently started to kneed into the soft muscle, not to grope her, but working at the gluteal muscles. He felt her tense for a moment, but when it was obvious he wasn't just feeling her up, she relaxed again. He could tell by the feel that she was definitely someone who did either biking or spinning classes. His hands naturally moved down to her thigh, feeling the same natural tightness in her quads. There was just a little extra padding on them, enough that her legs were still soft, but he could feel the tone as well. Especially as he moved to her calf, which was much more solid. Once he was done, he moved to the other side, starting once more at her glutes and gradually moving down.\n\nFinishing with the legs, he got the rolling stool and moved it over so he could sit on it again, this time on the other side of her. He gently took hold of one ankle and lifted it up, pressing his thumbs into the arch of her foot and gently sliding it down from her heel to her toes. This got a soft moan from her. \"Oh, you're good at that... doesn't tickle at all. Dillin's always bad about that.\"\n\nHe smiled. \"It's all about how you hold the foot.\" He didn't have a thing for feet, but he was still good at doing foot massage. Though his attention was shifted just slightly to the side every so often as he caught another glimpse at her slit between those thighs. He caught a little more arousal in her scent now. Seems she [i]did[/i] have a thing for having her feet touched, at least when it didn't tickle her. Though she might like that, too, he couldn't be sure. He wasn't going to test it, either, instead just moving to the other side and giving her left foot the same treatment he had to her right. He got more soft moans from her in response.\n\nOnce he was done with the feet, he rolled himself back over to the other side of the table. He squirted just a bit of sanitizer on his hands to make sure there was no lingering foot smell. \"Alright. Go ahead and roll over onto your back one last time.\" She let out a grunt at being forced to move again, but did as he asked. She slowly pushed herself up a little, then rolled over onto her back again, scooting down a bit so her head was on the table once more. With no sheet to block the view, he saw her ample breasts wobble and jiggle a little once she was face up, her nipples just slightly poking through the whitish fur of her underside.\n\nHe moved over to her again, sliding his hands under her head once more. \"Just want to work at your neck a little more before we're done.\" He gently squeezed and pulled at the back of her neck again.\n\nShe let out a soft moan again, her head almost sinking into his touch as he pulled out the last of the tension in her neck and shoulders. \"This was good. Dillin made a good pick hiring you. Think I'll be asking for you from now on.\"\n\nHe smiled a little more. \"I appreciate it.\" He moved one hand back so her head gently rested against his palm, her blond hair hanging between his fingers. \"Alright, just one last thing to do.\" She nodded, her eyes closed. So she didn't see as his other hand came up, but did feel as his fingers touched the underside of her jaw. He lifted her head up just a little more, then suddenly gripped her muzzle and twisted hard. Her eyes snapped open at the same time as the room was filled with a loud series of pops and crunches. He twisted so hard that her muzzle moved more than 90 degrees to the side, her relaxed muscles offering no resistance at all. The result was her neck snapping swiftly. Her mouth opened as her body was suddenly numb to her, but no sound came out. He looked into her wide, blue eyes, seeing the panic and confusion within them, even as they quickly lost their focus.\n\nHer body responded much more obviously. The moment her neck snapped, it jerked and almost bounced on the table. Then a series of shivers and trembles started to run through her, her legs and arms twitching, her tail flicking up between her legs, her belly undulating up and down. Her big tits jiggled about even more as the shivers ran through her, and he reached out to gently grip one, squeezing it a little and feeling her death throes. \"You won't be asking for anyone, though. But you were quite fun.\" He watched her body twitch and quiver, loving all the little movements in the muscles he had just rubbed and relaxed.\n\nThe big rat reached down, hooking his thumb in the waist of his stretchy pants and pushing them down. He wore nothing under, so his cock sprang free the moment it could, rising quickly to the full length. He tilted her head back a little, as if she was looking backwards at his crotch upside down. He kept her mouth open with two fingers and pressed the tip inside, her limp tongue flopping a little against his length as he slowly slid into the maw. \"Going to be honest with you, sweet foxy. Dillin didn't actually hire me.\" He pushed forward a little more, letting out a soft moan as he felt her still twitching throat quivering around his shaft. He absolutely loved this feeling.\n\n\"Mmm, you're throat is even better than his was.\" He pushed a little deeper, slowly pumping his hips. \"Of course, I can take my time with you, unlike him.\" The owner of the little massage clinic was a gerbil, his cooling corpse currently stuffed into the supply closet, his neck also broken. Though Jason had made sure to dump a load down the man's throat before stuffing him back there. He did this kind of thing a lot, actually. He really was a massage therapist, or at least had been, but he couldn't help but want to fuck his clients, whether they wanted it or not. Also he rather liked snuffing them out beforehand. He had taken to sneaking into small time massage clinics, killing the owner and posing as a new hire until he found someone he liked and had his way with them. But not before giving them a full massage, getting them all relaxed while having the chance to feel up their body. Then he'd slip off again.\n\nOf course, that wasn't all he did. Set up next to the speakers in the corners were little hidden cameras that he brought with him, recording the whole thing to post to D-Gen, under the name MasterTouch. He let out a louder moan as he thrust his hips down the fox's quivering throat. \"Mmmph, easy there. Feels like you're trying to milk a load out of me.\" He gently pat her cheek, feeling the muscle twitch under his touch. Though she had faded away by now, the last thing she ever felt his cock touching her throat. Yet her body still trembled and quivered for him, little twitches running through her. Something else that giving a full massage beforehand tended to do was make them quiver for much longer. He especially loved how it made her hefty chest jiggle a little.\n\nHe moved one hand down to grip at one of her jiggly tits again, giving it a firm squeeze, her nipple poking at his palm. His other hand moved to grip her throat, right over where his cock was currently lodged inside, and squeezed a little more. It added even more tightness, which he thrust hard into. \"Ah... such a good little sheath.\" He grunted, his cock twitching a little inside of her. \"Going to make sure to give you a nice gift!\" He grit his teeth as he thrust harder into her throat, feeling himself growing closer and doing nothing to really hold back.\n\nHe let out a loud cry as he came, cramming himself as deep as he could into her throat and blasting wave after wave of his seed into her. He gave a hard thrust with every shot, his heavy balls slapping against her face with each one. \"Fuck... drink it all, Alicia. I've got plenty!\" He moaned loud, lifting his hand away from her throat and moving to grip her other breast, squeezing it as hard as the other. Hard enough that his fingers sank a little into the soft tissue. \"And you have such lovely tits, too. Hope you let your husband play with this, because he's never going to again.\"\n\nOnce he felt himself coming down a little, he let go of her breasts. Instead, he gripped her jaw with one hand, making sure to open it a little so he could pull out of her mouth. His cock slid free, now coated in his cum and her saliva. Her tongue still hung out limp from the odd angle he left her head in, his cum drooling just a little from the corner of her mouth. He rested his messy cock against her muzzle, looking into her vacant eyes. They were still frozen in a look of shock, but there was no life within her gaze anymore. \"Mmm. Don't worry. I still have more for you.\" He chuckled, rubbing his shaft gently against her nose to leave a streak of his jizz in her fur.\n\nPatting her cheek gently, he moved around to the other side of the table. He gripped her ankles and pulled her down so her legs somewhat dangled off the edge of the table. Her thighs still gave little twitches and trembles as they hung, her tail also hanging off the edge and flicking every so often with random little twitches. He slapped his cock against her crotch, rubbing himself against her lower lips and clit. \"Seems you got a little wet in the end there. Did you want me to fuck you? Should have said something, you little slut. I might have let you have a really good time first.\" As much as he loved snuffing people out and fucking their corpses, he was just as happy to give someone a hard dicking if they asked. Most of those that asked were bored housewives looking for a thrill, which he liked just fine, but every now and then it was a dude that asked for it. While he preferred women, he was not above fucking a guy, either. And he had even given it to a herm once, which was an interesting treat. Even let her walk away alive by the end. The guy after her was not so lucky.\n\nJason shifted to press his tip against her lips, then pushed forward to slip inside and push deep in one long, slow thrust. He moaned loud as he got deeper and deeper. \"Ah, still quivering a little, huh?\" He chuckled as he gripped at her thighs to pull her back, stuffing every last inch of himself into her. \"You really did want it.\" He started to pump his hips, smacking against her in deep, hard thrusts. \"Mmph... yeah. For someone with two kids, you've got a really tight cunt. Bet that poor husband of yours barely gets to use it anymore.\" He chuckled. \"Though he might be getting some tail on the side, too.\" He had no idea, but he had seen these types enough times to recognize patterns. Bored housewife spending her husband's money and fuck some boy toy, more of a trophy wife, while the husband was fucking someone a decade younger than his wife. Full soap opera shit in real life.\n\n\"Yeah, bet he's got someone young and tight to fuck on the side.\" He always got way more talkative once his partner was dead. \"And I've just taken you out of his way, so now he can fuck his young intern or whatever all he wants.\" He grunted as he picked up his pace, fucking her harder. Each time his hips smacked against hers, it made her body jostle, her big tits bouncing and flopping enticingly on her chest. He could tell when he was squeezing them that they were actually real, which was a nice change. It was rare that he got to watch a natural set jiggle and bounce around the way they were.\n\nHis pace picked up even more as his cock throbbed and pulsed within her, his balls slapping against her ass with every hard thrust. \"Fuck... going to fill this slutty womb of yours up.\" He gripped her thighs tighter, pulling her back to meet his thrusts, making her body bounce even harder on the table. The whole thing creaked under her, but massage tables were made sturdy, so he wasn't worried about it breaking. He grit his teeth as he felt himself getting close, his cock pulsing even more. \"Fuck... here it comes, Alicia!\"\n\nHe grit his teeth and groaned loud, then cried out as he came again. His cock once more jerked and spat his heavy load, pumping just as much seed into her cooling tunnel as he had down her throat earlier. He let out a cry with every shot, spraying his spunk deep so it seeped into her womb. Not that he had to worry about knocking her up, of course. He thrust several more times to empty his balls into her, his grip on her thighs tight and jerking her back against him, his muscles bulging a little. \"Fuck... there you go.\" He panted heavily, leaning forward to rest his hands against the table. \"Ah... like I said, had a plenty left for you.\"\n\nHe slipped his cock free of her pussy, slapping it against her again. He spat a few more shots out into her belly as he gently rubbed himself, the shaft still twitching as he finally started to calm down from the orgasm. \"Ah... man, you foxes always have such nice fur.\" He chuckled as he continued to rub his messy cock against her. It finally started to soften a little, still drooling the last of his seed into her fur. \"Sorry I made you a bit messy, but I'm sure you enjoyed it. Or you would have if you could.\" He pat her thigh gently, the muscles having finally stopped twitching and grown completely still.\n\nHe took several deep breaths, the room smelling heavily of sex now. At least, it smelled heavily of his cum. He rubbed himself against her fur a little more to wipe himself off, then stuffed himself back into his pants. \"Alright. I need to collect my stuff and head out.\" He moved around the table, gently patting her cheek again. \"You were fun. You can rest here. I'm sure someone will eventually come find you.\" He would be long out of town by then, of course, on to do this all over again. He would first need to collect the cameras, of course. And the laptop he left in the break room so he could pull the video files off the cameras and get them edited together and posted to the forums.\n\nHe groped at her chest one last time, giving each soft tit a hard squeeze. \"One more squeeze for the road. These are just so nice and fun to play with.\" He chuckled, slapping her tits to make them jiggle about once last time. He then turned, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the room. \"Now, where did I leave that little step ladder?\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Massage Break

By XP Author


Jason looked over the notes for the next client, one Alicia Garm. Nothing really stood out among them, no major issues, other than one last minute no-show about two years. The notes went back even longer than that. Seems she had been a regular for a long time, getting at least one massage every month for the last several years. Her next appointment was in a few minutes. Almost as if on cue, the front door opened. The silver-furred rat looked up, brushing his blue braid over his shoulder as he saw the fox step inside. She hesitated when she saw him. "Uh..." She glanced behind her, confirming she had the right place. She cleared her throat and walked up to the counter, giving the tall, muscular rat a smile. "Hello. I'm here for the 2:00..." There was still a hesitation in her voice as she didn't recognize him. Which made sense."

He smiled. "Ah. You must be Mrs. Garm. Or do you prefer Alicia?"

"Alicia will do..." She looked around the small entry room. Other than the small front desk, there were a half dozen chairs, all unoccupied. "Where's Dillin?"

He kept his friendly smile. "Ah. Dillin is actually busy today with an offsite event. He's been getting pretty busy lately, so he recently hired me. I'm Jason Masters, and I'll be your massage therapist for today... if that's alright with you."

The vixen tilted her head. "Oh? He didn't mention that..."

Jason blinked at her. "He didn't?" He gasped. "Oh... oh no." he tapped away at the computer for a moment, then frowned. "Oh... Oh, he left me a note. I was supposed to call you and let you know." He gave her an apologetic look. "I'm really sorry. It's only my second day here. I can reschedule if you'd prefer. N-no charge, of course, since it's my mistake!"

She let out a sigh, pulling her phone out of her purse and having a look at it, though he had no idea what she was looking at on the thing. After a moment, she just let out another side. "No... No, it should be fine. You're licensed, right?"

He nodded. "Oh yes, and I've got many years of experience, too. And I specialize in a bunch of different techniques. Deep tissue, myofascisal, sports, prenatal, shiatsu... to name a few." He chuckled a little, looking a bit embarrassed as he somewhat bragged. "And general relaxation, of course."

She shrugged. "Alright then, sure. Always good to try some new things from time to time." She tapped her phone a few times to turn it off, the thing making a soft chime as it shut down. "Just make sure to call next time, okay?"

He laughed, a bit relieved that she wasn't too upset. "Of course. I'm sorry about that." He motioned to the door nearby. "Please, follow me." He pushed the door open, showing a short hallway with only three other doors. One led to the break room, another to the storage closet with refills for all the different lotions and towels and cleaning supplies. The last was the massage room itself. As he led the very short trip to the room, Alicia got a good look at him. He was tall, his long, blue hair tied into a tight braid that hung down almost to his tail. He wore tight clothing, the kind used for yoga or the like. The shirt a dark green, his pants a light grey, all of it clinging to him enough to show off his muscular build. She also noticed the pats did nothing to hide the bulge in the front, though she wondered if it was real or stuffed.

The massage room itself was small, with easy to clean paneling made to look like wood. Though it seemed spacious for how little was actually inside of it, just one shelf with some scented candles remaining unlit and a few spare lotions, one overstuffed chair in the opposite corner, and a the massage table in the middle, with a small rolling stool-like seat tucked just under it. Jason had already gotten it ready, the padding covered in a soft sheet of light blue, another light sheet in white draped over that. A pair of small speakers in the upper corners of the room near the ceiling pumped in light, soothing music, and the single light was dimmed to give a warm, slightly yellowish glow to everything.

Jason motioned to the bed. "I'll let you get on in just a moment. I'm sure you know how all this works. Is there anything special you'd like today? I'll even comp you an upgrade if you like. To make up for not calling you before."

She smiled at him. "No, that's alright. Just throw it onto my account for next time. I think today I just need a good relaxing rub. Been under a lot of stress with the kids. Nothing too deep, though."

He nodded. "Alright. I'll step out and let you get undressed and on the table. Uh, face up on your back to start alright?" Different therapists liked to start in different ways. He preferred starting with them face up.

She shrugged, setting her purse down on the chair. "Yeah, that's fine. It's how Dillin usually starts, too."

"Alright. I'll be right outside. Just call out when you're ready." He gave her another smile, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and taking a few breaths. She was definitely pretty from what he had seen. By the notes, he gathered that she was 34, only a year younger than him. Though he did catch the mention of kids. He'd probably ask about that later, if she was the type to talk during a massage. Some people liked to chat, others liked silence, and some just fell asleep. And then there were those that liked to unload all kinds of baggage. Over the years, he had heard all kinds of things, including one person who had told him what were probably military secrets. Of course, it was all technically covered under medical confidentiality rules.

He heard her call that she was ready and opened the door again. Sure enough, she was laying on her back on the table, the top sheet pulled up to cover her up to her breasts, leaving just her collar bone, shoulders, and head exposed. Though she had also folded the bottom up a little to leave her feet exposed, as well. He closed the door behind him, then grabbed the rolling stool, moving it around to the top side and taking a seat. "All set?" She just nodded, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, her eyes closed. He gently slid his hands under head, lifting it just a little so he could slide them a little deeper, palms up. He curved his fingers a little, pressing up against the base of her neck, and slowly dragging his hands back. He started with this, as it let him get a feel for how the person would respond to his touch. He could also tell certain ways the body would react, and got an almost intuitive feel for where might need extra attention. Right now, he was thinking it was her lower back and legs.

He gently started to pull back along her neck, squeezing just a little with ever stroke. He gently set her head back down, then moved to press his palm against her right shoulder, giving it a gentle but firm squeeze as he pressed. "Is this good pressure?"

She nodded. "Yeah, that's pretty good." He smiled, and continued, working at both shoulders. "You've got pretty strong hands."

He smiled. "Thank you. Comes with the job." He stood up and moved over to her right side, carefully moving the sheet to the side so he could slip her arm out from under it. With a little lotion in his hand, he started to work at the arm, starting at the top and moving his way down, until he reached her hand. He decided then to test how chatty she might be. "Did I hear you mention you had kids?"

She let out a soft moan. "Yeah... two of them. Sasha and Carl, 10 and 8." She let out a long sigh as he tucked her arm back under the cover and moved over to the other side. "They can be quite a handful sometimes. Just wish Rocky could be home more to help, but... well."

He looked up as he got to her left hand, definitely noticing the ring on her finger. "Rocky is... your husband?"

"Yeah. But his work keeps him busy. He works for a marketing company. Likes to say he's a big wig over there, but he's really just middle management." She chuckled a little. "Still makes enough that I can splurge on this sort of thing from time to time." He got the feeling she liked to splurge more than a little. The clothing she had been wearing was all designer stuff, even down to the purse, and the phone she had been tapping at was the latest model.

He tucked her arm back under the sheet, then moved down so he could lift it up a little. "Go ahead and roll over for me. And get your face into the cushion." She was already moving before he was done explaining, shifting over to lay on her belly, scooting up a little to stick her face against the crescent shaped cushion at the end. "Ah, you're an expert at this." He chuckled, then started to roll the sheet down more to expose her back. Her fur was short, a yellow-orange in color, a little brighter than most foxes. As he got to the small of her back he asked. "Tail in or ou- oh... never mind." Her fluffy tail slipped out from under the sheet, only to rest against it again, just barely leaving her shapely rear covered. Though it was exposed enough that he could tell she had completely stripped herself. Some people liked to leave their underwear on. He gently tucked the sheet under her hips, the moved up to start working on her back proper.

Sure enough, as soon as he pressed his hands into the muscle, he felt the tension leading him lower. He pressed firm, but not too hard. He got a moan for his efforts, her tail twitching just a little. "This good?" She just nodded slightly, letting out another soft moan as he pressed down near her lower back. It wasn't an aroused moan, but she was definitely enjoying the touch. He could feel the muscles subtly shifting and twitching under his touch as he pressed into them. He worked up and down along her spine, making sure to give special attention to the low back just above the base of her tail, which got it flicking a little every so often.

For the next half hour, he didn't try to make any more small talk, since she seemed to be more focused on just relaxing. He worked all along her back, from the base up to her shoulders and neck, and back down again. She was in pretty good shape overall, with only a little excess at her hips. She probably had a membership to some gym or something. She seemed the type. Not that he could really judge, since he also worked out quite a bit to keep his muscular physique.

Once he was done with her back, he took hold of the rolled up part of the sheet, only to hear her chime up. "You don't need to worry about the sheet."

He quirked an eyebrow. "You sure? I don't want you feeling exposed or embarrassed or anything like that."

She scoffed, her tail flicking a little. "It's fine. Dillin doesn't bother with it anymore, so I'm used to it. And if he trusts you enough to hire you, I'm sure you won't go doing anything."

He smiled a little more. "Alright. If you're sure then." Instead of pulling the sheet up to cover her back again, he pulled it down to fully remove it, exposing her shapely ass and legs. He caught a view of her pussy between those legs as he quickly rolled the sheet into a neat bundle and set it on the floor under the little shelf. She did nothing to hide herself from him, but she wasn't presenting, either. And while he caught her scent, there was only the faintest hint of arousal in it, which was natural for being touched the way she was.

Having no sheet in the way did give him better access to her rear, as well. He reached out and gently started to kneed into the soft muscle, not to grope her, but working at the gluteal muscles. He felt her tense for a moment, but when it was obvious he wasn't just feeling her up, she relaxed again. He could tell by the feel that she was definitely someone who did either biking or spinning classes. His hands naturally moved down to her thigh, feeling the same natural tightness in her quads. There was just a little extra padding on them, enough that her legs were still soft, but he could feel the tone as well. Especially as he moved to her calf, which was much more solid. Once he was done, he moved to the other side, starting once more at her glutes and gradually moving down.

Finishing with the legs, he got the rolling stool and moved it over so he could sit on it again, this time on the other side of her. He gently took hold of one ankle and lifted it up, pressing his thumbs into the arch of her foot and gently sliding it down from her heel to her toes. This got a soft moan from her. "Oh, you're good at that... doesn't tickle at all. Dillin's always bad about that."

He smiled. "It's all about how you hold the foot." He didn't have a thing for feet, but he was still good at doing foot massage. Though his attention was shifted just slightly to the side every so often as he caught another glimpse at her slit between those thighs. He caught a little more arousal in her scent now. Seems she did have a thing for having her feet touched, at least when it didn't tickle her. Though she might like that, too, he couldn't be sure. He wasn't going to test it, either, instead just moving to the other side and giving her left foot the same treatment he had to her right. He got more soft moans from her in response.

Once he was done with the feet, he rolled himself back over to the other side of the table. He squirted just a bit of sanitizer on his hands to make sure there was no lingering foot smell. "Alright. Go ahead and roll over onto your back one last time." She let out a grunt at being forced to move again, but did as he asked. She slowly pushed herself up a little, then rolled over onto her back again, scooting down a bit so her head was on the table once more. With no sheet to block the view, he saw her ample breasts wobble and jiggle a little once she was face up, her nipples just slightly poking through the whitish fur of her underside.

He moved over to her again, sliding his hands under her head once more. "Just want to work at your neck a little more before we're done." He gently squeezed and pulled at the back of her neck again.

She let out a soft moan again, her head almost sinking into his touch as he pulled out the last of the tension in her neck and shoulders. "This was good. Dillin made a good pick hiring you. Think I'll be asking for you from now on."

He smiled a little more. "I appreciate it." He moved one hand back so her head gently rested against his palm, her blond hair hanging between his fingers. "Alright, just one last thing to do." She nodded, her eyes closed. So she didn't see as his other hand came up, but did feel as his fingers touched the underside of her jaw. He lifted her head up just a little more, then suddenly gripped her muzzle and twisted hard. Her eyes snapped open at the same time as the room was filled with a loud series of pops and crunches. He twisted so hard that her muzzle moved more than 90 degrees to the side, her relaxed muscles offering no resistance at all. The result was her neck snapping swiftly. Her mouth opened as her body was suddenly numb to her, but no sound came out. He looked into her wide, blue eyes, seeing the panic and confusion within them, even as they quickly lost their focus.

Her body responded much more obviously. The moment her neck snapped, it jerked and almost bounced on the table. Then a series of shivers and trembles started to run through her, her legs and arms twitching, her tail flicking up between her legs, her belly undulating up and down. Her big tits jiggled about even more as the shivers ran through her, and he reached out to gently grip one, squeezing it a little and feeling her death throes. "You won't be asking for anyone, though. But you were quite fun." He watched her body twitch and quiver, loving all the little movements in the muscles he had just rubbed and relaxed.

The big rat reached down, hooking his thumb in the waist of his stretchy pants and pushing them down. He wore nothing under, so his cock sprang free the moment it could, rising quickly to the full length. He tilted her head back a little, as if she was looking backwards at his crotch upside down. He kept her mouth open with two fingers and pressed the tip inside, her limp tongue flopping a little against his length as he slowly slid into the maw. "Going to be honest with you, sweet foxy. Dillin didn't actually hire me." He pushed forward a little more, letting out a soft moan as he felt her still twitching throat quivering around his shaft. He absolutely loved this feeling.

"Mmm, you're throat is even better than his was." He pushed a little deeper, slowly pumping his hips. "Of course, I can take my time with you, unlike him." The owner of the little massage clinic was a gerbil, his cooling corpse currently stuffed into the supply closet, his neck also broken. Though Jason had made sure to dump a load down the man's throat before stuffing him back there. He did this kind of thing a lot, actually. He really was a massage therapist, or at least had been, but he couldn't help but want to fuck his clients, whether they wanted it or not. Also he rather liked snuffing them out beforehand. He had taken to sneaking into small time massage clinics, killing the owner and posing as a new hire until he found someone he liked and had his way with them. But not before giving them a full massage, getting them all relaxed while having the chance to feel up their body. Then he'd slip off again.

Of course, that wasn't all he did. Set up next to the speakers in the corners were little hidden cameras that he brought with him, recording the whole thing to post to D-Gen, under the name MasterTouch. He let out a louder moan as he thrust his hips down the fox's quivering throat. "Mmmph, easy there. Feels like you're trying to milk a load out of me." He gently pat her cheek, feeling the muscle twitch under his touch. Though she had faded away by now, the last thing she ever felt his cock touching her throat. Yet her body still trembled and quivered for him, little twitches running through her. Something else that giving a full massage beforehand tended to do was make them quiver for much longer. He especially loved how it made her hefty chest jiggle a little.

He moved one hand down to grip at one of her jiggly tits again, giving it a firm squeeze, her nipple poking at his palm. His other hand moved to grip her throat, right over where his cock was currently lodged inside, and squeezed a little more. It added even more tightness, which he thrust hard into. "Ah... such a good little sheath." He grunted, his cock twitching a little inside of her. "Going to make sure to give you a nice gift!" He grit his teeth as he thrust harder into her throat, feeling himself growing closer and doing nothing to really hold back.

He let out a loud cry as he came, cramming himself as deep as he could into her throat and blasting wave after wave of his seed into her. He gave a hard thrust with every shot, his heavy balls slapping against her face with each one. "Fuck... drink it all, Alicia. I've got plenty!" He moaned loud, lifting his hand away from her throat and moving to grip her other breast, squeezing it as hard as the other. Hard enough that his fingers sank a little into the soft tissue. "And you have such lovely tits, too. Hope you let your husband play with this, because he's never going to again."

Once he felt himself coming down a little, he let go of her breasts. Instead, he gripped her jaw with one hand, making sure to open it a little so he could pull out of her mouth. His cock slid free, now coated in his cum and her saliva. Her tongue still hung out limp from the odd angle he left her head in, his cum drooling just a little from the corner of her mouth. He rested his messy cock against her muzzle, looking into her vacant eyes. They were still frozen in a look of shock, but there was no life within her gaze anymore. "Mmm. Don't worry. I still have more for you." He chuckled, rubbing his shaft gently against her nose to leave a streak of his jizz in her fur.

Patting her cheek gently, he moved around to the other side of the table. He gripped her ankles and pulled her down so her legs somewhat dangled off the edge of the table. Her thighs still gave little twitches and trembles as they hung, her tail also hanging off the edge and flicking every so often with random little twitches. He slapped his cock against her crotch, rubbing himself against her lower lips and clit. "Seems you got a little wet in the end there. Did you want me to fuck you? Should have said something, you little slut. I might have let you have a really good time first." As much as he loved snuffing people out and fucking their corpses, he was just as happy to give someone a hard dicking if they asked. Most of those that asked were bored housewives looking for a thrill, which he liked just fine, but every now and then it was a dude that asked for it. While he preferred women, he was not above fucking a guy, either. And he had even given it to a herm once, which was an interesting treat. Even let her walk away alive by the end. The guy after her was not so lucky.

Jason shifted to press his tip against her lips, then pushed forward to slip inside and push deep in one long, slow thrust. He moaned loud as he got deeper and deeper. "Ah, still quivering a little, huh?" He chuckled as he gripped at her thighs to pull her back, stuffing every last inch of himself into her. "You really did want it." He started to pump his hips, smacking against her in deep, hard thrusts. "Mmph... yeah. For someone with two kids, you've got a really tight cunt. Bet that poor husband of yours barely gets to use it anymore." He chuckled. "Though he might be getting some tail on the side, too." He had no idea, but he had seen these types enough times to recognize patterns. Bored housewife spending her husband's money and fuck some boy toy, more of a trophy wife, while the husband was fucking someone a decade younger than his wife. Full soap opera shit in real life.

"Yeah, bet he's got someone young and tight to fuck on the side." He always got way more talkative once his partner was dead. "And I've just taken you out of his way, so now he can fuck his young intern or whatever all he wants." He grunted as he picked up his pace, fucking her harder. Each time his hips smacked against hers, it made her body jostle, her big tits bouncing and flopping enticingly on her chest. He could tell when he was squeezing them that they were actually real, which was a nice change. It was rare that he got to watch a natural set jiggle and bounce around the way they were.

His pace picked up even more as his cock throbbed and pulsed within her, his balls slapping against her ass with every hard thrust. "Fuck... going to fill this slutty womb of yours up." He gripped her thighs tighter, pulling her back to meet his thrusts, making her body bounce even harder on the table. The whole thing creaked under her, but massage tables were made sturdy, so he wasn't worried about it breaking. He grit his teeth as he felt himself getting close, his cock pulsing even more. "Fuck... here it comes, Alicia!"

He grit his teeth and groaned loud, then cried out as he came again. His cock once more jerked and spat his heavy load, pumping just as much seed into her cooling tunnel as he had down her throat earlier. He let out a cry with every shot, spraying his spunk deep so it seeped into her womb. Not that he had to worry about knocking her up, of course. He thrust several more times to empty his balls into her, his grip on her thighs tight and jerking her back against him, his muscles bulging a little. "Fuck... there you go." He panted heavily, leaning forward to rest his hands against the table. "Ah... like I said, had a plenty left for you."

He slipped his cock free of her pussy, slapping it against her again. He spat a few more shots out into her belly as he gently rubbed himself, the shaft still twitching as he finally started to calm down from the orgasm. "Ah... man, you foxes always have such nice fur." He chuckled as he continued to rub his messy cock against her. It finally started to soften a little, still drooling the last of his seed into her fur. "Sorry I made you a bit messy, but I'm sure you enjoyed it. Or you would have if you could." He pat her thigh gently, the muscles having finally stopped twitching and grown completely still.

He took several deep breaths, the room smelling heavily of sex now. At least, it smelled heavily of his cum. He rubbed himself against her fur a little more to wipe himself off, then stuffed himself back into his pants. "Alright. I need to collect my stuff and head out." He moved around the table, gently patting her cheek again. "You were fun. You can rest here. I'm sure someone will eventually come find you." He would be long out of town by then, of course, on to do this all over again. He would first need to collect the cameras, of course. And the laptop he left in the break room so he could pull the video files off the cameras and get them edited together and posted to the forums.

He groped at her chest one last time, giving each soft tit a hard squeeze. "One more squeeze for the road. These are just so nice and fun to play with." He chuckled, slapping her tits to make them jiggle about once last time. He then turned, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the room. "Now, where did I leave that little step ladder?"

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