Miruko wants a massage, and you're up!

"You know what, kitten." Miruko purrs, leaning in over you in a way that makes you very much aware of how much taller she is than you. Your breaths come quicker as you once again catch the scent of her sweat, warm and spicy and sending shivers down your tail. She smells so good it makes you dizzy, and you have to fight back the urge to collapse into her big, inviting boobs, glistening enticingly with droplets and stretching that tiny sports bra to the very limit. "I've just had a long, hard workout, and my muscles are good and tired because of it." To make her point, she raises and arm and flexes it. You find yourself momentarily hypnotized as you see her biceps bulge, her smooth, tanned skin drawing tight over rippling muscle. A hungry little gasping noise fills your twitching ears as you imagine that strong arm wrapped tightly around your slender body, and it takes you a moment to realize it's coming from your own trembling lips. "I'm thinking you should help me with that." The rabbit hero continues, her grin positively wolfish as she smirks down at you.

"What...?" You just about manage to stammer, tearing your gaze from her muscles to glance nervously back up at her. In those silky panties you're flashing under the short maid skirt, your dick is harder than it's been in your life before, your stiff erection forming a tight little bulge against the white silk.

"A cute little kitten like you has got nice, soft paws, right?" Miruko continues, and once again just her calling you cute makes you feel like a firework made of embarrassment and delight went off in your brain. "You can rub down my muscles for me, get them nice and relaxed so I don't end up all stiff tomorrow when I'm on patrol." It seems to take a long time for her words to filter through into your overheating mind, but when they do you stiffen up in shock, your pretty tail bristling.

"You want me to...touch you?" You gasp, your voice a strangled squeak of shock. Just the thought makes your belly flutter and your stiff dick ache with longing.

"That's what I said, isn't it?" The rabbit hero sneers, her red eyes flashing impatiently. You flinch back, the thought of disappointing her leaving a dull ache in your chest. You have to do everything she says, remember? That's what being her assistant is all about. It's the only way you can help her! You bite your lip as she steps forward, striding past you to the bench against the far wall. Every move she makes the gorgeous muscles of her long legs flex and bulge, sweat dripping down her tanned skin. And she wants you to touch her? The thought makes your head spin and your tail twitch with longing. You're panting even hotter as she sits down at the bench against the far wall and stretches out her legs. You watch in something like awe as she bends over and slides off both her shoes and socks, revealing bulging, muscular calves and tanned feet. "Come here, kitten." She snaps once she's done, pointing firmly with her free hand at the space between her spread legs. You scurry over before you can even stop to think, the sharp sound of her voice pulling you to her more firmly than even a leash and collar would. In moments, you find yourself standing right in front of her, those, long, gorgeous legs on either side of you, stretched out across the gym floor. If she snapped them shut now you'd be trapped and squeezed right between her muscly thighs, a thought that makes your poor dick ache."You can start with my legs." Miruko continues. "Kneel down there and rub my calves first, nice and gentle. And don't be so nervous." She smirks thinly, the amused glint in her eyes hinting that she knows your obvious hesitation is about rather more than just anxiety. "I'll tell you if you're doing something wrong."

"Yes...Miruko." You murmur. Slowly, you lower yourself down on trembling legs until you're kneeling awkwardly on the wooden gym floor. It's a bit uncomfortable even through the stockings you're wearing, but you hardly even notice that as you find yourself on the ground between Miruko's spread legs. You swear you can feel the heat coming off her muscly thighs on your face, though maybe that's just your furious blush. If you lent forward just a little, your face would be...right against those tiny gym shorts, where her...pussy must be underneath. Your dick twitches, your tongue darting out to lick your suddenly dry lips. This feels like the start of one of your wildest fantasies, the ones that keep you up at night in your bed, only it's all real!

"Well, get to it!" The rabbit hero snaps. "If you keep dozing off like this, kitten, I'm going to have to start punishing you for it."

"Sorry!" You gasp, mentally slapping yourself. How could you get so distracted! Miruko told you what she wants, a simple massage for her tired muscles! You're the one who's making it all weird and perverted with your stupid fantasies about her pussy...and her thighs. She's right to get angry at you. It's her threat to punish you that somehow you find yourself focusing on though...wondering just what she means by that? It doesn't sound like she means to fire you luckily, and you're just her assistant...she can't actually do anything else to you, right? Deciding it's better not to find out despite the tingle of anticipation wondering about that question sends through you, you hurriedly shuffle back a bit and reach towards her right leg with your trembling hands.

You've hesitated long enough and made your idol and new boss mad at you, so you swallow your nerves and lay your small hands gently on the skin of her calf, down near her ankle. Another tingly shiver runs down your spine, sending your tail flicking up under your skirt. Her skin is so smooth, but then underneath you can feel the iron hardness of her muscles, like steel under silk. You've spent hours watching videos of her running, jumping and fighting villains, using these legs to do the work of a hero and now you're touching her there! If it didn't feel so real, if it wasn't for that spicy, warm smell of her filling your nostrils of the sound of her long, even breaths above you, you'd be convinced you had to be dreaming right now, that any moment you were going to wake up in bed with a sticky mess in one of the cute pairs of panties you usually sleep in. Only...this is real. You're touching the woman you idolize, and it's everything you could have hoped for.

"Good." Miruko purrs above you, a low rumble in her voice that makes your furry ears perk up in excitement. "Now press down with these cute little fingers, moving up and down my leg. As firmly as you can, neither of us have to be worried about a shrimp like you hurting me." You obey at once, pressing into her flesh with your fingers. Little gasps and whimpers escape your lips as you struggle not to lose yourself in the fluttering delight of touching the beautiful legs of the woman you've looked up to for so long. Even the way she directly told you just how weak you are compared to her doesn't sting in the slightest. Instead, you find it just made your stiff dick throb even more. And she's right. You are so small...and weak compared to her. Feeling the corded iron of her muscles twitch under your soft, pale fingers just makes that even clearer. You bend to your task, massaging up and down her calf in a way you hope she might like. Since she doesn't snap at you, or flinch away, you guess it's okay and continue, switching to the other leg after what feels like a good amount of time. This one is just as gorgeous, long and toned like a sculpture, her skin so warm and smooth you just want to nuzzle in and lick it clean of those glistening drops of sweat trickling down. Somehow you restrain yourself, despite the hot longing that fantasy sends through your body. This is just a massage, you remind yourself, nothing more. Miruko wants you to be her assistant. Maybe....just maybe if you keep working really hard and impress her with your manly, heroic attitude she might one day see you as something more, a thought that makes you want to purr with pleasure, but for now that's just a longing dream. "Good work, kitten." The rabbit hero says, her voice sounding lower and huskier, like she's getting rather hungry and breathless too. Only, that can't be. This is just a massage to her, no matter how exciting you're finding it. "Now, up a little higher."

You nod, even lost as you are in your fantasies her orders just effortlessly demand your attention. Your hands are shaking again as you slide them up her leg, spending a moment to squeeze and rub at her knee. Her thighs beckon to you, tanned and thick and rippling with muscle. A little moan escapes your lips when your hands find them, your soft fingers drifting over her skin. You can't believe how strong she feels, her muscles like bands of steel under the sliver of softness of her flesh. All those videos you've watched of her leaping high into the air, or felling a dangerous villain with a single savage kick...memorizing every move she makes, the way these muscles bulge and flex as she works her long legs for the goal of justice! You feel hot...and dizzy, every thought in your head taken up by how she feels under your trembling hands. Even if you wrapped them both around her thigh, you know they wouldn't touch. Your fingers slide a little higher, tracing over sweaty skin towards the tight elastic band where her tiny shorts squeeze slightly into her flesh. You're panting like a dog, your ears and tail trembling and your belly filled with heat. Between your own soft thighs your dick is straining against the silk, aching and throbbing so fiercely you can hardly bear it, the front of your panties already wet with pre-cum. If this continues...you feel like you might spurt just from touching her.

"Enough." Miruko growls suddenly. Just like that, she rises to her feet, slipping from the bench to loom over you like a statue. You flinch back with a squeal of shock, still lost in how good it felt just to touch her. Your hands are still held out as if in longing for more, your heart pounding in your chest like a drum. Is Miruko angry? Did she realize how turned on you were getting just from a simple massage? Your stomach sinks at the thought, and even through the haze of lust you want to kick yourself. How could you be so pervy? You're impossibly hard, twitching with longing and about to cum, just from touching a woman's bare legs! No wonder she's furious with you. You don't dare to even lift your head from her feet, too afraid of the fury you're suddenly sure you're going to see on her face. Now she's...really going to fire you! You've lost your one chance to be with her because you were too much of a stupid, perverted moron! "Kitten." The rabbit hero murmurs hotly, her voice seeming to shake the air. Your ears twitch, that low rumble sending pulsing waves of heat through your trembling body. She doesn't sound...angry, not exactly, in fact you're not even sure what that means. "Look at me..." She continues slowly. Despite your worries, you can't resist her, and slowly you raise your anxious gaze from her feet. In spite of everything, you still can't stop your eyes from drifting slowly up her legs, admiring the thighs and muscles you just had the delight of touching. Further up, your longing stare slides over her rippling abs, and you find yourself wishing she'd let you massage her there too! You'd do anything she wanted for that chance to touch those amazing muscles, but now it's too late. With a pained swallow, you raise your head up and meet her level stare, already convinced she's about to toss you out on your tail.