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Doting Delphox by RaddaRaem

Doting Delphox

RaddaRaem

Incredible art done by eos9! (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/eos9/)

Hands squeezing against the sides of her soft swollen breasts, fingers dimpling against the wrinkles in the strained fabric struggling to contain her bountiful bosom, Delilah growled softly. “You were saying, Richie?”

“I just don’t…” He mffed as the Delphox’s muzzle poked down from on high and nuzzled softly against his person. “I just don’t think-” A loud, wet, sloppy, and warm smooch interrupted his protest. “Just. Mmmfffff.” With every wriggle and show of resistance he sank deeper beneath the crimson canopy of fluff that draped across his lover’s chest. Lithe legs kicking side to side he could feel them bouncing against the sides of Delilah’s cavernous cleavage. The Raichu was awash in luxurious softness. Arcs of electricity crackling off of his yellow furred cheeks he huffed. “This is completely unprofessional and you know it.” A reluctant, if not utterly delighted, grin creased his lips when another shower of smooches rained down on him from on high. “Chuuuuuu,” the Raichu weakly wimpered as he melted into a veritable Pokepuddle.

Delilah chuckled contentedly. Bloated arms pressed against her sides, fur clinging tightly to the mountainous masses of muscle that were her biceps, the Delphox kept her T.A. locked firmly in place. “Need I remind that you chose to accompany me here? As you do every weekday?”

“I’m not hearing a no,” Richie sighed contentedly.

With a roll of her eyes, the Delphox blew a raspberry. “Unprofessional it may be, yes. Illegal? Improper? Undesirable?”

“…Noooooooo,” the Raichu pitifully acknowledged as he reached up and curled his hand round a single clawed finger that scritched softly at his chest.

“So what are you complaining about?” she huskily teased. Side to side Delilah sashayed her thick hips. The shuffled of wheels along cracked tile sounded out from somewhere beneath her. Hidden under her ample ass cheeks lay a reinforced stool. Reinforced many times over with the most powerful plastics and alloys available on the market it had so far managed to hold the Pokeprofessor aloft. As for the… Delilah couldn’t even remember what they had been made out of. Her very paw prints and the furniture built to withstand her heft had left the ground a warped and misshapen mockery of what it once was.

Toes clenched, the Delphox rumbled and drew her knees inward. Her thunderously thick legs pressed into the sides of her sagging stomach that practically draped upon the ground while sitting. The silk skirt, and sumptuous soft unmentionables hidden beneath it, simultaneously rose and ripped apart along her rotund rear. Delilah’s work wear simply came to rest atop her thick fox tail and heaving gut. She regarded the lack of clothing adorning her lower extremities with a shrug. Her long fennec ears, fluff pouring free from their interiors, brushed against light fixtures lining the ceiling as she did so.

“I’m not complaining!” Richie squeaked. “It’s. Just. A lot to wrap my head around. I mean, sure. Plenty of people pair together professors and TAs. Not… not like this though. Dating who I work for. Dating someone twice my age. There’s a whole lot of baggage to sort through is all!” He squeezed at her finger and tugged a Pokesized palm towards him. “Not to say this isn’t what I want though…” he confidently trailed off.

Leaning forward, ruby red curly hair draping down along her broad back and shoulders, Delilah took to nuzzling him once more. “Nor am I,” she demurred. Arms wrapped about her chest, the Delphox’s tweed jacket tugged apart string by string. Her sleeves pulled up along her shoulders while her bosom violently burst forth. Audible rips made themselves heard from a myriad of sources while the fiery fox cuddled her cuteychu close. “We have all the time in the world to sort this out, Richie.”

“Hmmph.” Arms and legs pressed firmly against his limber form by mountainous mammaries the Raichu could do little more than nod his silent affirmation. “Still think it’s unprofessional as hell to be doing this in the middle of office hours,” he shot back with a smirk.

“Oh like anyone ever shows,” Delilah mouthed back at him.

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    They do make quite a couple here, both in the awesome cute arts and story you wrote for it! Seems like a lucky guy there to be snugged by such a comfy looking lady like Delilah! Great work as always on your end Reep :3

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      D'awww thanks Red! Happy to hear you enjoyed it and were around to watch it get written!