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Rubbing for Scented Results (Preview)
🕑 Added 2025-09-06 13:17:52 +0000 UTCA preview for an upcoming Skunktember TF! Enjoy!
Thankfully for her trembling body and soul, the tension was finally broken. The door slid back open when her back was turned to it. “Good afternoon, Miss Molly! I hope you are ready to feel it, heh!”
A heavy guttural voice had greeted her feelings. When she turned, she discovered that a heavy figure had stepped into the room, pushing a little trolley cart. He was a very large, very wide, very tall grizzly bear anthro. The cart he rolled in was full of body oils and other curious-looking bottles.
He looked down at her jovially, extruding a pleasant vibe. However, Molly couldn't help but flinch a little when he smiled a muzzle full of sharp teeth.
The bear didn't seem to notice, continuing to talk. “The name is Torben, bear masseuse extraordinaire that'll make your dreams come true!” He pushed the cart up to the massage table, stopping and cracking his paws. “I read up on the form you filled out. You want a very special massage. It's not something that a lot of people get.”
“R-really?” Molly thought about it. Was what she wanted really all that special? Was it really that different from what people wanted? If so, perhaps people should lighten up and try new things, like what she was going to do!
“Mhm!” Torben nodded pleasantly, rolling his shoulders and popping them. “That's why I'm here! I'm called in for these particular kinds of massages since I got the most experience with them.” He flashed her a thumbs up. “You can count on me, ma'am!”
She couldn't help but smile. While that toothy grin was a bit intimidating, the bear seemed like a nice fellow. Whatever tension she had felt, it had already melted.
“Now, let's get down to business!” Torben clutched his paws together with a loud clap. “Please, undress and lay out on the table. We can begin then.”
Molly nodded, doing so. She removed her shoes, bow, choker and purple dress, putting them all in a neat, folded pile on a chair in the corner of the room.
As she took off her bra and underwear, she snuck a look at the bear. He was busy looking through the bottles he brought, carefully studying them and mumbling under his breath. It seemed like he was determining the right brand for this job, totally lost in his thoughts.
Molly stared a little longer, eventually clearing her throat. “Ahem!” He looked at her. “I’m ready!”
He doesn't seem to notice her naked, curvaceous form or, if he does, doesn't seem to care or be phased by it. He looked her straight in the eyes and nodded. “Okie-dokie, just hop up on the table like I said.”
Molly nodded but did not do so. She instead merely sighed. Not one out of depression, but one that was oddly pleased sounding.
“Hmm, something up?” Torben asked curiously.
“It's, like, silly and stuff,” Molly chuckled awkwardly, “But it's, like, super refreshing and stuff to see you not, like, react at all. No ogling or anything.”
The bear laughed. “Oh, did you want me to?”
“Oh no!” The human said, shaking her head and then readjusting her long hair, “I mean, I do like attention, but it can be sooooo annoying sometimes. Like, so exhausting when all the guys only seem to care about tits and ass!” She motioned to both parts of her body. “It's why I'm totally getting this massage!
“So, you not staring like you wanna hump me is so nice!”
“Well, it's just me being all professional, but I'm glad I'm putting you at ease.” Torben smiled and motioned again to the table, gently patting it.
Molly gave him a nod and got up onto the table, laying on her stomach. The bear came to her side and spoke, his tone gentle and reassuring. “Now, this massage is going to go deep, very deep to get the results you'll want. If there’s ever any issue, do let me know and I'll stop right away. I want to make sure my clients don't feel uncomfortable or awkward after all.”
“It's fine!” Molly said, her voice also reassuring, “You gotta do what you gotta do, right? I read the waiver very closely.”
To be fair, she had really skimmed the document more than anything. Legalese was so dreadfully boring to read and get through. Still, she was eager and ready for whatever it took to reach what she wanted. She was ready for this massage.
“Alright then, let's begin!” Torben rolled his shoulders again. “Just keep in mind what I said is all.” He took one of the bottles from the cart, popping the cap on it. She couldn't see it, but she could hear it clearly. He squirted some sort of gel-like liquid into his palms, clasping them together and rubbing.
“We'll start with the basics: proper form and shape!”
A moment later, Molly felt her hair brushed to the sides and then, those big hands. They clamped down into her shoulders, soft, fuzzy, and with something liquidy on them. She shivered, finding his paws and their pads to be quite warm and pleasant.
