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A while ago I had some ideas for short stories and tried writing them down. This is the fourth or fifth story I wrote and contains a little more worldbuilding. To make it easier for any potential readers I will try to upload them in the order they happen.", "writing": "Charlie and the Sniffer\n\nIt was an ordinary day in town. The day was just as ordinary down at Canal Street. As sometimes happened, some joker had scribbled over the ''C'' on the sign at the street corner. It now said ``anal Street''. It might stay that way for some time before it was cleaned, but no one was bothered by this.\n\nSome distance from the corner stood Charlie and some of her colleagues. Among all the other people walking here, going somewhere, her group stood out as they were wearing very little. \n\nA casual observer might think they were competing for who could dress as indecent as possible without getting in trouble with the law. The more obvious reason is that they were escorts, prostitutes, or to be blunt, whores. Charlie preferred to call herself escort, but didn't see a point to sugarcoating it any more than that. \n\nAmong this group Charlie stood out since she was the only one walking on four legs. She was a foxtaur while her colleagues were all bipedals of various species, like most people in this town. She would occasionally see another taur but it was a rare sight and she didn't know of any other taur escorts in town.\n\nBesides being a taur, Charlie looked like most other foxes. Most of her fur was orange but faded to white on her lower face, chest, belly and tail tip. Her hands, paws and ear tips were brown but so dark they nearly looked black. On her head was a short unruly mop of light-brown sandy hair.\n\nWith her being the only taur in the group it often fell on Charlie to do their advertising. Which meant that most days she wore a pair of large signs slung on her flanks listing the most common services they offered and their prices. Every day she wore the signs earned her a small commission besides what she got from her customers. Other than the signs her clothes left little to the imagination. She usually wore fishnet stockings on her forelegs and a small, skimpy top. She had early on decided not to pad her top so any customers could know exactly what they got. Prostitution might be legal but false advertising certainly wasn't. Another more practical item she wore was a small saddle bag, holding her phone, some condoms and some other useful things. She very rarely wore pants, practically no taurs did. The exception might be if a customer demanded it, but that would be like hiring a stripper only to have her put on some clothes.\n\nWhile Charlie got fewer customers compared to most of her colleagues, she did have more variety in her jobs. The others mostly got customers looking for sex in some form, and while Charlie got her fair share of those, she also got those wanting ''pony rides'' for their children's birthday parties and other family-friendly activities. Not long ago she had a skunk wanting to learn the basics of dressage. Which they did for a few hours on the lawn of a nearby park. Then there was the time a gerbil had her pull his food truck with the broken down engine until he could have it repaired. That was little over a week of heavy pulling but he paid her well and she got some of the best burgers she'd eaten in years.\n\nWhile waiting for customers, Charlie often spent her time people watching and today was no exception. In the crowd she could see a leopard, some deer, foxes, a moose, a badger, a marten and several breeds of dogs. Among the larger species she could also see mice, rats and weasels scurrying about. \n\nShe looked to the side to see if any of her colleagues were up to anything interesting. She only had a clear view of the three closest to her. There was Melissa, a badger with hefty breasts and plenty of curves in all the right places. She was wearing a short skirt and a top that showed off plenty of cleavage. She would sometimes say that the small miscolored tuft in her cleavage was from all the customers that had unloaded there. At the moment, she was looking at her phone.\n\nNext to Melissa was Twiggy, a squirrel who was skinny enough that she nearly could hide behind a lamp post if it wasn't for her long, bushy tail. She was wearing a fur-colored tube top and tights to look nude from a distance. Very interested in styling and makeup, she was busy painting the claws on Lily. Lily, a fennec who was small even by fennec standards, and of slender build apart from her big ears. She was Charlies smallest colleague and also one of Charlie's best friends. Often she would spend the time sitting or laying on Charlie's back. While having her claws done, she was sitting on a bench and reading a newspaper almost as big as herself.\n\n''Hello miss.'' Charlie heard someone next to her say. She turned her head toward the voice. There was the badger she had seen before in the crowd. Now he was standing in front of her, smiling, money in hand and looking down at her modest breasts. A customer, no doubt. What services would he want?\n\n''Yes?'' Charlie replied. He looked up long enough to reply.\n\n''I'd like to sniff your paws. How much?''\n\nThat request was not something Charlie would have expected and it threw her for a loop. Why would anyone want to smell her paws? Now she saw that he was looking down, not at her breasts as many customers did, but at her legs. \n\n''Wait what?'' She asked, wondering if she had misheard him.\n\n''Your paws. I want to smell them. How much?'' \n\nShe had heard him correctly, but it did little for her confusion. She had never had someone want to smell her paws, let alone pay for it. But how much should she charge for the ''service''?\n\nWhen in doubt, ask a friend. She turned to Lily and Melissa. Twiggy was too busy to notice.\n\n''Hey, have any of you had your paws smelled? What do I charge for it?''\n\nLily just looked up from her paper, shook her head, shrugged and kept reading. Melissa did reply but wasn't much help either.\n\n''No, I haven't and I have no idea what to charge. You'll have to decide a reasonable price.'' she said while discreetly pointing up, meaning Charlie should not ''sell'' her paws cheaply.\n\nCharlie looked back to Badger who was still smiling with money in hand. She muttered a ''let me think for a minute'' and started running a hand through her unruly, sand-colored hair. She had to cut it short or she'd have a permanent ''bed hair''. A quick glance at Badger's money told her he held a bit more than the listed price for anal, but that wasn't why he was here and she probably couldn't convince him to change his mind. \n\nShe quickly subtracted a little from the price of anal to get a nice round number and gave him that. Badger didn't try to haggle and his smile never left his face as he counted up the money and gave them to her. This made Charlie doubt herself. Was she too cheap, had he gone to other escorts who charged more? Or was he simply not very good with money?\n\nWith the payment over, Badger was eager to start smelling. With a quick ''Right, let's do this'' he bent down towards her front paws. With the quick turn of events it took Charlie a few seconds to register what he was about to do. By that time he was already down on one knee, about to lift her left front paw. Trying to not cause a scene, she quickly broke free of his grip and backed off a few steps.\n\n''No no no. We don't do that sort of thing here. We need more privacy for my services.'' she quickly said, hoping he would see reason. While paw sniffing was weird enough that they might get away with doing it on the street, Charlie wanted to do it somewhere private. Officially to avoid any trouble with the law. Unofficially because she had a feeling this would only get more embarrassing as he got down to business, and she didn't want an audience.\n\n''Alright, where to?'' he asked as he stood up. \n\nThinking quickly, she had the answer in moments.\n\n''The park. Some of the benches are off the beaten track. Let's go there. Just need to take off my advertising'' He seemed happy with that solution and waited while she took off her signs and handed them to Melissa.\n\nAfter that they started walking, him beside her. While walking, Charlie found the silence uncomfortable. Some customers were talkative, others less so. This one had nothing to say it seemed. At the same time she was wondering about this whole affair. Charlie had never had someone wanting to smell her paws before. Finally, wanting to break the silence and satisfy her curiosity, she asked.\n\n''Tell me, what made you pick me for this?'' She asked. He looked up, for once at her face.\n\n''Twice the paws means twice the paw-smell.'' he said with a smile.\n\nSo it was a simple matter of perverse mathematics, she thought. They spent the rest of their walk in silence.\n\nIt was only a short walk to the park, but once there Charlie had trouble picking a bench she liked with enough privacy. All the benches were either occupied or far too exposed for her liking. She walked back and forth across the park several times with Badger in tow. While he didn't say anything she could tell he was getting impatient. Eventually they found a pair of benches behind some big bushes and the path past them looked like it had seen little use. Between the benches was a bin and a lamp post, though that would be of little importance as it was just after lunchtime. Around the benches were more bushes to conceal the area from the rest of the park. I won't find a better place than this, Charlie thought as she sat down next to one of the benches. She patted the bench and Badger sat down on it, next to her.\n\nWhile walking to the park and searching for a suitable bench, Charlie had seen little reason to change her opinion on Badger. She thought him a single-minded paw enthusiast. Now with him sitting on the bench and her next to it he was still looking mostly at her paws and legs, not at her breasts or rump like most customers would do. He was obviously impatient and wanted to start sniffing which only made this more awkward for Charlie. Still, it was a job, and not all jobs were enjoyable for her. Looking down at her forelegs she remembered her stockings and thought it best to take them off.\n\n''These will get in the way'' she said as she raised her right foreleg to take off the stocking.\n\n''Wait, please, allow me.'' Badger said as he held out a hand to Charlie's foreleg.\n\nWell, this was a surprise, but I guess it shouldn't be. If he wants to smell he might want to touch them a bit, Charlie thought. With that she straightened up and raised her foreleg to him, putting her right paw in his outstretched hand. \n\nHolding her paw gently in one hand like it was made of thin glass, Badger's other hand slowly trailed up her leg. Caressing her fur as it went, from her ankle, halfway up to her elbow where it faded from dark brown to orange and stopping just under the elbow where her stocking ended. Once there, he slowly peeled the stocking down until it was off her paw. He then sat just holding her paw for a lot longer than Charlie was comfortable with.\n\nHe then took off her left stocking just as slowly, once again holding and fondling her paw, like someone admiring a statue made by a master sculptor. With Charlie now bare-legged he looked up, for once at her face.\n\n''Time to smell now?'' he asked. Charlie knew time was running out, but there was one more thing she should do first.\n\n''One moment, I need to get in position first. Can't stand on my paws while you smell them.''\n\nWith that she climbed up on the bench next to Badger and sat down sideways, facing him. Next, she shuffled her rump forward to point all her legs towards him. It was an awkward position with her lower back hunched over, sitting on her rump and steadying herself against the backrest. She let her tail hang over the seat edge, showing her white belly and privates. With that she hoped he would get other ideas of what they could be doing on the bench. But she wasn't so lucky as he only had eyes for her paws. She held up all four paws near him.\n\n''All right, now you can hold my paws and smell them but don't make any sudden moves. It's hard to keep my balance sitting like this.'' \n\nBadger leaned forward slightly as he gently brought her paws closer to his face. He first spent what felt like several minutes just holding and looking at her paws. Charlie's paws and forelegs were dark halfway up to the elbow while her rear legs were dark up to the hocks. He did say he wanted to smell them but so far all he had done was sit and admire them, as if him wanting to smell them wasn't embarrassing enough, she thought.\n\nWhile this admiring only took a minute or two it felt much too long for Charlie, but then he started examining her paws more. He looked at them from different angles, gently kneaded and squeezed the pawpads and poked at her blunt claws. This went on for a little while before he seemed to want to start smelling. He leaned forward a little more as he pulled per paws closer to his nose. Charlie could feel his breath on her pads. He seemed to like whatever scents her paws had as he leaned forward more and his grip became firmer. Badger started dragging his nose back and forth over her pads as he took deep breaths. Sometimes he would pick out one paw for smelling. Other times he would hold all four close together and smell them all as he looked like he wanted to rub her paw-smell over his striped face.\n\nWhile this went on Charlie sat on the bench and did her best to stay balanced, leaning to the side against the backrest and holding on to it. This was probably her most embarrassing job, that she could remember. Her ears were folded down so far they would have disappeared in her tousled hair if it wasn't for their black tips and her tail was hanging limp. She looked around, worried someone would see them and understand what was going on. Her worst-case scenario would be if someone she knew walked past and saw them. Or perhaps someone else who wanted a sniff. She dearly hoped smelling her paws wouldn't become the new thing for all the perverts in town.\n\nBadger's nose went exploring. He started to smell on top of one of her front paws. Though it didn't seem to be very interesting as he was soon back to smelling her pads. Meanwhile, Charlie did her best trying to think of something else. Anything else.\n\nAfter some time Charlie began to wonder how long this would take, and if she should say something. They never agreed on how long he could smell per paws. Her regular customers generally had a clear ending, usually a ''happy ending'' to her services. The silence with Badger made the act even more awkward. But there was one thing Charlie was curious about.\n\n''You're not going to lick my paws as well?'' she asked. She had hardly finished the question before she regretted it and asked herself ''why did I even ask that?'' and worried that he would want to do that as well. Badger looked up from her paws, his eyes were dim for a few seconds before they cleared.\n\n''Soap can smell really nice but usually tastes awful. It's the same thing with paws.'' he answered and stuck his nose back in her paws, his eyes dimming again. So far, Charlie had tried to look at anything else but now she saw his mouth is curled up in a stupid smile. Does he get high on paw-smell or something, she wondered.\n\nSuddenly, as Badger was busy smelling paws, Charlie heard steps crunching on the gravel path. Fighting her embarrassment, she forced her ears up and swiveled them around to locate the steps. She quickly found that they were coming from behind her back. It sounded like short, slow and somehow dainty steps. So much for doing this in private, she thought as her her ears again folded down to lay glued to her head. She also tucked her tail in between her legs. Partly from embarrassment at being seen in this situation, but also to not have her privates on display for some ''innocent passerby''. And there was a very slight possibility that whoever was approaching might want to watch and was willing to pay for it.\n\nAs the steps were nearly at Charlie's side she glanced over to see who was intruding on their ''quality time''. It luckily wasn't anyone Charlie knew or had even seen before. She was an old little cat lady with gray tortoiseshell fur who gave them both a disapproving look as she walked past. Just after passing them she also gave a small ''hmpf'' to voice her displeasure at what Charlie and Badger were doing on the bench. Charlie also saw her tail wagging a tiny bit for the same reason. But that was also all she did as she kept walking and disappeared behind the bushes. Well, that's one who doesn't like paw-sniffing. Or perhaps she doesn't like anything, Charlie thought as she breathed a small sigh of relief, hoping they would not be disturbed again.\n\nBadger kept smelling her paws for some time with slow, deep breaths, rubbing hos nose here and there, back and forth, over her pads. That was, until he pushed a little more and her toes spread out around his nose, putting it right in the short fur between her pads. As he pushed in and drew a breath, he stopped for a moment. His eyes widened and pupils dilated so that his eyes were nearly all black, before he started smelling again, this time with short, quick breaths. I guess he struck gold-smell or whatever you might call it, Charlie thought to herself.\n\nWhere before he had slowly dragged his nose over her paws, Badger now sniffed thoroughly between her pads, like a dog looking for a treat. Charlie thought it was good her paws weren't ticklish. Though in this situation it probably wouldn't have mattered as she was far from a ticklish mood.\n\nThis sniffing continued for some time. To Charlie it felt like more than an hour had past since Badger started and he showed no sign of stopping. He just kept sniffing, pupils dilated, his eyes foggy and a silly smile on his face.\n\nFinally, Charlie's patience was wearing thin.\n\n''Are you done yet?'' she asked. As before it took a few seconds for the fog in his eyes to clear before he replied.\n\n''Nah, I wouldn't mind smelling a little longer. But now that you mention it, how long have we been doing this?'' Charlie awkwardly dug up her phone from her saddlebag, not an easy task while balancing on her rump, and checked the time. \n\n''We've been here for about thirty minutes now. Most of my customers don't last longer than this so I'd like to say we're done now.'' To Charlie those thirty minutes had felt like three hours. He reluctantly let go of her paws. But his eyes never left them. Charlie, on the other hand, felt more naked and exposed than if she were the hired ''entertainment'' at a party and only wearing her fur. If there had been two pairs of shoes next to the bench she wouldn't have hesitated to put them on. Few bipedals and even fewer taurs used shoes in their everyday lives. Charlie never did. \n\nSince no shoes had appeared next to the bench, she instead sat down on the bench and folded her legs under her, like a cat in the loaf position. While this was more comfortable than the balancing act she'd done during the sniffing, she mostly did it so he wouldn't be tempted to start smelling her paws again.\n\nBadger stood up and Charlie slowly followed. He turned to her, smiling.\n\n''Thank you very much. It was highly enjoyable. Oh, and did you know that your paws smell like popcorn?''\n\nCharlie didn't know that, neither did she want to and that question didn't make her any less embarrassed about the whole affair. She quietly muttered a ''No I, didn't''.\n\n''Anyway, I'd best be off. Thanks again, and smell you later.'' Badger turned and started walking away, smiling and a spring in his step. Charlie stood near the bench a few minutes before she started walking back to Canal Street. Her ears were still folded slightly, she walked slowly and her tail hung limp. There were still a few hours left before she could go home. She felt dirty, like she had stepped in something icky and when she got home she planned to take a long shower, or at least wash her paws thoroughly.\n\nIt would be a long time before she could eat popcorn again.\n\nThe end.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Charlie and the Sniffer

It was an ordinary day in town. The day was just as ordinary down at Canal Street. As sometimes happened, some joker had scribbled over the ''C'' on the sign at the street corner. It now said ``anal Street''. It might stay that way for some time before it was cleaned, but no one was bothered by this.

Some distance from the corner stood Charlie and some of her colleagues. Among all the other people walking here, going somewhere, her group stood out as they were wearing very little.

A casual observer might think they were competing for who could dress as indecent as possible without getting in trouble with the law. The more obvious reason is that they were escorts, prostitutes, or to be blunt, whores. Charlie preferred to call herself escort, but didn't see a point to sugarcoating it any more than that.

Among this group Charlie stood out since she was the only one walking on four legs. She was a foxtaur while her colleagues were all bipedals of various species, like most people in this town. She would occasionally see another taur but it was a rare sight and she didn't know of any other taur escorts in town.

Besides being a taur, Charlie looked like most other foxes. Most of her fur was orange but faded to white on her lower face, chest, belly and tail tip. Her hands, paws and ear tips were brown but so dark they nearly looked black. On her head was a short unruly mop of light-brown sandy hair.

With her being the only taur in the group it often fell on Charlie to do their advertising. Which meant that most days she wore a pair of large signs slung on her flanks listing the most common services they offered and their prices. Every day she wore the signs earned her a small commission besides what she got from her customers. Other than the signs her clothes left little to the imagination. She usually wore fishnet stockings on her forelegs and a small, skimpy top. She had early on decided not to pad her top so any customers could know exactly what they got. Prostitution might be legal but false advertising certainly wasn't. Another more practical item she wore was a small saddle bag, holding her phone, some condoms and some other useful things. She very rarely wore pants, practically no taurs did. The exception might be if a customer demanded it, but that would be like hiring a stripper only to have her put on some clothes.

While Charlie got fewer customers compared to most of her colleagues, she did have more variety in her jobs. The others mostly got customers looking for sex in some form, and while Charlie got her fair share of those, she also got those wanting ''pony rides'' for their children's birthday parties and other family-friendly activities. Not long ago she had a skunk wanting to learn the basics of dressage. Which they did for a few hours on the lawn of a nearby park. Then there was the time a gerbil had her pull his food truck with the broken down engine until he could have it repaired. That was little over a week of heavy pulling but he paid her well and she got some of the best burgers she'd eaten in years.

While waiting for customers, Charlie often spent her time people watching and today was no exception. In the crowd she could see a leopard, some deer, foxes, a moose, a badger, a marten and several breeds of dogs. Among the larger species she could also see mice, rats and weasels scurrying about.

She looked to the side to see if any of her colleagues were up to anything interesting. She only had a clear view of the three closest to her. There was Melissa, a badger with hefty breasts and plenty of curves in all the right places. She was wearing a short skirt and a top that showed off plenty of cleavage. She would sometimes say that the small miscolored tuft in her cleavage was from all the customers that had unloaded there. At the moment, she was looking at her phone.

Next to Melissa was Twiggy, a squirrel who was skinny enough that she nearly could hide behind a lamp post if it wasn't for her long, bushy tail. She was wearing a fur-colored tube top and tights to look nude from a distance. Very interested in styling and makeup, she was busy painting the claws on Lily. Lily, a fennec who was small even by fennec standards, and of slender build apart from her big ears. She was Charlies smallest colleague and also one of Charlie's best friends. Often she would spend the time sitting or laying on Charlie's back. While having her claws done, she was sitting on a bench and reading a newspaper almost as big as herself.

''Hello miss.'' Charlie heard someone next to her say. She turned her head toward the voice. There was the badger she had seen before in the crowd. Now he was standing in front of her, smiling, money in hand and looking down at her modest breasts. A customer, no doubt. What services would he want?

''Yes?'' Charlie replied. He looked up long enough to reply.

''I'd like to sniff your paws. How much?''

That request was not something Charlie would have expected and it threw her for a loop. Why would anyone want to smell her paws? Now she saw that he was looking down, not at her breasts as many customers did, but at her legs.

''Wait what?'' She asked, wondering if she had misheard him.

''Your paws. I want to smell them. How much?''

She had heard him correctly, but it did little for her confusion. She had never had someone want to smell her paws, let alone pay for it. But how much should she charge for the ''service''?

When in doubt, ask a friend. She turned to Lily and Melissa. Twiggy was too busy to notice.

''Hey, have any of you had your paws smelled? What do I charge for it?''

Lily just looked up from her paper, shook her head, shrugged and kept reading. Melissa did reply but wasn't much help either.

''No, I haven't and I have no idea what to charge. You'll have to decide a reasonable price.'' she said while discreetly pointing up, meaning Charlie should not ''sell'' her paws cheaply.

Charlie looked back to Badger who was still smiling with money in hand. She muttered a ''let me think for a minute'' and started running a hand through her unruly, sand-colored hair. She had to cut it short or she'd have a permanent ''bed hair''. A quick glance at Badger's money told her he held a bit more than the listed price for anal, but that wasn't why he was here and she probably couldn't convince him to change his mind.

She quickly subtracted a little from the price of anal to get a nice round number and gave him that. Badger didn't try to haggle and his smile never left his face as he counted up the money and gave them to her. This made Charlie doubt herself. Was she too cheap, had he gone to other escorts who charged more? Or was he simply not very good with money?

With the payment over, Badger was eager to start smelling. With a quick ''Right, let's do this'' he bent down towards her front paws. With the quick turn of events it took Charlie a few seconds to register what he was about to do. By that time he was already down on one knee, about to lift her left front paw. Trying to not cause a scene, she quickly broke free of his grip and backed off a few steps.

''No no no. We don't do that sort of thing here. We need more privacy for my services.'' she quickly said, hoping he would see reason. While paw sniffing was weird enough that they might get away with doing it on the street, Charlie wanted to do it somewhere private. Officially to avoid any trouble with the law. Unofficially because she had a feeling this would only get more embarrassing as he got down to business, and she didn't want an audience.

''Alright, where to?'' he asked as he stood up.

Thinking quickly, she had the answer in moments.

''The park. Some of the benches are off the beaten track. Let's go there. Just need to take off my advertising'' He seemed happy with that solution and waited while she took off her signs and handed them to Melissa.

After that they started walking, him beside her. While walking, Charlie found the silence uncomfortable. Some customers were talkative, others less so. This one had nothing to say it seemed. At the same time she was wondering about this whole affair. Charlie had never had someone wanting to smell her paws before. Finally, wanting to break the silence and satisfy her curiosity, she asked.

''Tell me, what made you pick me for this?'' She asked. He looked up, for once at her face.

''Twice the paws means twice the paw-smell.'' he said with a smile.

So it was a simple matter of perverse mathematics, she thought. They spent the rest of their walk in silence.

It was only a short walk to the park, but once there Charlie had trouble picking a bench she liked with enough privacy. All the benches were either occupied or far too exposed for her liking. She walked back and forth across the park several times with Badger in tow. While he didn't say anything she could tell he was getting impatient. Eventually they found a pair of benches behind some big bushes and the path past them looked like it had seen little use. Between the benches was a bin and a lamp post, though that would be of little importance as it was just after lunchtime. Around the benches were more bushes to conceal the area from the rest of the park. I won't find a better place than this, Charlie thought as she sat down next to one of the benches. She patted the bench and Badger sat down on it, next to her.

While walking to the park and searching for a suitable bench, Charlie had seen little reason to change her opinion on Badger. She thought him a single-minded paw enthusiast. Now with him sitting on the bench and her next to it he was still looking mostly at her paws and legs, not at her breasts or rump like most customers would do. He was obviously impatient and wanted to start sniffing which only made this more awkward for Charlie. Still, it was a job, and not all jobs were enjoyable for her. Looking down at her forelegs she remembered her stockings and thought it best to take them off.

''These will get in the way'' she said as she raised her right foreleg to take off the stocking.

''Wait, please, allow me.'' Badger said as he held out a hand to Charlie's foreleg.

Well, this was a surprise, but I guess it shouldn't be. If he wants to smell he might want to touch them a bit, Charlie thought. With that she straightened up and raised her foreleg to him, putting her right paw in his outstretched hand.

Holding her paw gently in one hand like it was made of thin glass, Badger's other hand slowly trailed up her leg. Caressing her fur as it went, from her ankle, halfway up to her elbow where it faded from dark brown to orange and stopping just under the elbow where her stocking ended. Once there, he slowly peeled the stocking down until it was off her paw. He then sat just holding her paw for a lot longer than Charlie was comfortable with.

He then took off her left stocking just as slowly, once again holding and fondling her paw, like someone admiring a statue made by a master sculptor. With Charlie now bare-legged he looked up, for once at her face.

''Time to smell now?'' he asked. Charlie knew time was running out, but there was one more thing she should do first.

''One moment, I need to get in position first. Can't stand on my paws while you smell them.''

With that she climbed up on the bench next to Badger and sat down sideways, facing him. Next, she shuffled her rump forward to point all her legs towards him. It was an awkward position with her lower back hunched over, sitting on her rump and steadying herself against the backrest. She let her tail hang over the seat edge, showing her white belly and privates. With that she hoped he would get other ideas of what they could be doing on the bench. But she wasn't so lucky as he only had eyes for her paws. She held up all four paws near him.

''All right, now you can hold my paws and smell them but don't make any sudden moves. It's hard to keep my balance sitting like this.''  

Badger leaned forward slightly as he gently brought her paws closer to his face. He first spent what felt like several minutes just holding and looking at her paws. Charlie's paws and forelegs were dark halfway up to the elbow while her rear legs were dark up to the hocks. He did say he wanted to smell them but so far all he had done was sit and admire them, as if him wanting to smell them wasn't embarrassing enough, she thought.

While this admiring only took a minute or two it felt much too long for Charlie, but then he started examining her paws more. He looked at them from different angles, gently kneaded and squeezed the pawpads and poked at her blunt claws. This went on for a little while before he seemed to want to start smelling. He leaned forward a little more as he pulled per paws closer to his nose. Charlie could feel his breath on her pads. He seemed to like whatever scents her paws had as he leaned forward more and his grip became firmer. Badger started dragging his nose back and forth over her pads as he took deep breaths. Sometimes he would pick out one paw for smelling. Other times he would hold all four close together and smell them all as he looked like he wanted to rub her paw-smell over his striped face.

While this went on Charlie sat on the bench and did her best to stay balanced, leaning to the side against the backrest and holding on to it. This was probably her most embarrassing job, that she could remember. Her ears were folded down so far they would have disappeared in her tousled hair if it wasn't for their black tips and her tail was hanging limp. She looked around, worried someone would see them and understand what was going on. Her worst-case scenario would be if someone she knew walked past and saw them. Or perhaps someone else who wanted a sniff. She dearly hoped smelling her paws wouldn't become the new thing for all the perverts in town.

Badger's nose went exploring. He started to smell on top of one of her front paws. Though it didn't seem to be very interesting as he was soon back to smelling her pads. Meanwhile, Charlie did her best trying to think of something else. Anything else.

After some time Charlie began to wonder how long this would take, and if she should say something. They never agreed on how long he could smell per paws. Her regular customers generally had a clear ending, usually a ''happy ending'' to her services. The silence with Badger made the act even more awkward. But there was one thing Charlie was curious about.

''You're not going to lick my paws as well?'' she asked. She had hardly finished the question before she regretted it and asked herself ''why did I even ask that?'' and worried that he would want to do that as well. Badger looked up from her paws, his eyes were dim for a few seconds before they cleared.

''Soap can smell really nice but usually tastes awful. It's the same thing with paws.'' he answered and stuck his nose back in her paws, his eyes dimming again. So far, Charlie had tried to look at anything else but now she saw his mouth is curled up in a stupid smile. Does he get high on paw-smell or something, she wondered.

Suddenly, as Badger was busy smelling paws, Charlie heard steps crunching on the gravel path. Fighting her embarrassment, she forced her ears up and swiveled them around to locate the steps. She quickly found that they were coming from behind her back. It sounded like short, slow and somehow dainty steps. So much for doing this in private, she thought as her her ears again folded down to lay glued to her head. She also tucked her tail in between her legs. Partly from embarrassment at being seen in this situation, but also to not have her privates on display for some ''innocent passerby''. And there was a very slight possibility that whoever was approaching might want to watch and was willing to pay for it.

As the steps were nearly at Charlie's side she glanced over to see who was intruding on their ''quality time''. It luckily wasn't anyone Charlie knew or had even seen before. She was an old little cat lady with gray tortoiseshell fur who gave them both a disapproving look as she walked past. Just after passing them she also gave a small ''hmpf'' to voice her displeasure at what Charlie and Badger were doing on the bench. Charlie also saw her tail wagging a tiny bit for the same reason. But that was also all she did as she kept walking and disappeared behind the bushes. Well, that's one who doesn't like paw-sniffing. Or perhaps she doesn't like anything, Charlie thought as she breathed a small sigh of relief, hoping they would not be disturbed again.

Badger kept smelling her paws for some time with slow, deep breaths, rubbing hos nose here and there, back and forth, over her pads. That was, until he pushed a little more and her toes spread out around his nose, putting it right in the short fur between her pads. As he pushed in and drew a breath, he stopped for a moment. His eyes widened and pupils dilated so that his eyes were nearly all black, before he started smelling again, this time with short, quick breaths. I guess he struck gold-smell or whatever you might call it, Charlie thought to herself.

Where before he had slowly dragged his nose over her paws, Badger now sniffed thoroughly between her pads, like a dog looking for a treat. Charlie thought it was good her paws weren't ticklish. Though in this situation it probably wouldn't have mattered as she was far from a ticklish mood.

This sniffing continued for some time. To Charlie it felt like more than an hour had past since Badger started and he showed no sign of stopping. He just kept sniffing, pupils dilated, his eyes foggy and a silly smile on his face.

Finally, Charlie's patience was wearing thin.

''Are you done yet?'' she asked. As before it took a few seconds for the fog in his eyes to clear before he replied.

''Nah, I wouldn't mind smelling a little longer. But now that you mention it, how long have we been doing this?'' Charlie awkwardly dug up her phone from her saddlebag, not an easy task while balancing on her rump, and checked the time.

''We've been here for about thirty minutes now. Most of my customers don't last longer than this so I'd like to say we're done now.'' To Charlie those thirty minutes had felt like three hours. He reluctantly let go of her paws. But his eyes never left them. Charlie, on the other hand, felt more naked and exposed than if she were the hired ''entertainment'' at a party and only wearing her fur. If there had been two pairs of shoes next to the bench she wouldn't have hesitated to put them on. Few bipedals and even fewer taurs used shoes in their everyday lives. Charlie never did.

Since no shoes had appeared next to the bench, she instead sat down on the bench and folded her legs under her, like a cat in the loaf position. While this was more comfortable than the balancing act she'd done during the sniffing, she mostly did it so he wouldn't be tempted to start smelling her paws again.

Badger stood up and Charlie slowly followed. He turned to her, smiling.

''Thank you very much. It was highly enjoyable. Oh, and did you know that your paws smell like popcorn?''

Charlie didn't know that, neither did she want to and that question didn't make her any less embarrassed about the whole affair. She quietly muttered a ''No I, didn't''.

''Anyway, I'd best be off. Thanks again, and smell you later.'' Badger turned and started walking away, smiling and a spring in his step. Charlie stood near the bench a few minutes before she started walking back to Canal Street. Her ears were still folded slightly, she walked slowly and her tail hung limp. There were still a few hours left before she could go home. She felt dirty, like she had stepped in something icky and when she got home she planned to take a long shower, or at least wash her paws thoroughly.

It would be a long time before she could eat popcorn again.

The end.

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