Not quite but the rabbit hero isn't done with you yet

After messing up so much already you're determined to do well at this task your beautiful idol has entrusted you and you get to cleaning up her gym with vigor. You try your best to keep focused, not wanting to disappoint Miruko again, but it's a constant struggle not to get distracted by what you're doing. After all, you're cleaning up after the rabbit hero, the amazing strong hero you've spent hours of your life dreaming and fantasizing about! And she's even more gorgeous, imposing and downright hot in person. Just the memory of how she glared down at you with that cool smirk while rubbing her foot between your legs makes you shudder and moan. And now, when you wipe down a bench, it's her sweat you're cleaning off! The same sweat you saw glistening on her tanned skin and dripping down between her huge boobs. Your sensitive nose doesn't help matters either. The scent of her is everywhere, that spicy, warm smell that makes your skin tingle and your cheeks flush scarlet. You can't help but think of just how...well, intimate this is. She's invited you into her home, the very place where she works out, building those amazing rippling muscles you can't stop thinking about. Every piece of equipment you clean you pause and imagine her straining and grunting as she pushes, pulls or lifts huge weights, making her perfect body even more perfect.

All this lusty fantasizing leaves you in quite a state. Your dick is harder than it's ever been in your life before, pressing tight against your pretty panties and you're aware that only it's...maybe slightly below average size is stopping it from peeking out the hem of the silky fabric. Since the rabbit hero teased you, it hasn't softened in the slightest, making you awkwardly waddle around on those stupid heels that make every step a gamble. The aching need in your belly is just as distracting, and more than once as you pause you've found your trembling hands reaching down between your legs, just to adjust those panties you tell yourself. Each time you hold back, only just, panting with desire as your fingers tremble over the hem of your skirt. The rabbit hero's instructions were clear enough and they bring an even hotter flush to your cheeks as you consider what she told you in such a firm, stern voice that leaves you **** but to obey. She doesn't want you making a mess of her clothes and you're pretty sure if you touch anywhere near that general area you're going to cum as soon as you do.

At last, the job is done, and you give the gym one last hurried look. It's hard to focus through the lustful haze, but you remember Miruko also wanted you to wash the bottle she was drinking out of, and you stagger over to the bench where she left it, whimpering softly as your aching dick torments you with throbbing need unlike anything you've ever felt before. You knew Miruko was gorgeous, beautiful and deserving of worship just from hours staring at every photo of her you could scrape from the internet, but you never guessed being around her would be this intense. Your belly flutters wildly at the thought of seeing her again, and having her be pleased at last with your work cleaning the gym. You can't disappoint her again, or she might toss you out for real! That means no matter how hard it is, you can't be naughty and touch your dick.

Whimpering with desire, you stumble out the gym and back out into Miruko's lounge. Your tail is straight up, waving from side to side in a manner that any observer would describe as naughty and enticing but you just can't help right now, and you don't even notice that it's raised your short skirt alarmingly high up your thighs. You're currently flashing your pretty panties and the tight little bulge between your legs at anyone who might be peeking through that huge window, not to mention the lower halves of your smooth buttocks, all that soft quivering flesh peeking out from underneath the hem. Utterly unaware of this, you make your slow stumbling way over to the kitchen and bend over the sink, flashing even more of your cute round butt, wrapped tight in silky white. After carefully washing the bottle, you set it to one side to dry, then straighten awkwardly.

It takes a few minutes of hard thinking and struggling not to reach between your legs to remember that Miruko wanted you waiting for her in the corner once you were done. You stumble over there, shivering and panting, struggling to even stand straight with the longing ache between your legs. How can you still be this hard? Even after working hard on other things, you can't stop thinking about the bunny hero. Her long, muscled legs which you just want to kiss, her tight, round buttocks pressing so tightly against those tiny gym shorts, her rippling abs and bulging shoulders, not to forget, of course, her huge, round boobs, glistening with sweat you dream of licking from her smooth, tanned skin. Even the way she's treated you so far is just so...hot you can hardly bear it. The constant teasing, utterly uncaring of just how much skin she's showing in front of a young man, how she's somehow bullied you into dressing like a porno parody of a maid and made you do her chores wearing silky panties, even the cool disregard like you're hardly worth noticing, all of it makes your dick twitch and ache more than any porn video ever could.

You yelp hoarsely when you hear a door swing open on the other side of the apartment, your fuzzy ears twitching and turning that way. The confident footsteps echoing through the room make your belly flutter wildly, and your cheeks are burning as you raise your head to see Miruko step out into the lounge. She's wearing casual clothes now, just a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt that's stretched rather tightly over her large boobs. There's a lot less skin on display, but that doesn't make her any less dizzyingly attractive to you. Again, you're struck by the strange intimacy of it and how small that suddenly makes you feel. You're seeing your hero wearing not her uniform like everyone else does, but what she dresses in on her day off at home. Only, that isn't anything to do with how close you are or how much she trusts you. She just doesn't care in the slightest what you see, a realization that makes your stomach sink but your dick somehow ache even hotter. As she strides over to your corner, you can't stop your eager gaze from drifting longingly over her body, until with a sharp click of her teeth she draws your attention up to her gorgeous face. Unlike you, twitching, flushed and panting, she looks very relaxed and satisfied, a healthy flush on her tanned cheeks as she gazes coolly down at you and her long rabbit ears slightly drooped. It hammers even harder into your confused, lust-filled brain how much better she is than you, and how...you really should be doing everything she wants right now.

"Hello again, kitten." Miruko grins, flashing perfect white teeth. Her sharp red eyes dart down your frilly uniform. "Did you work hard like I wanted?" You open your mouth, but you're not sure you even trust your voice to work right now so you end up just nodding rather frantically. "We'll see." She purrs, her lip curling. Your entire body aches with desire to impress her, to make this taskmistress who seems to hold your trembling heart in her hand smile or tell you how well you've done. Already you want to kick yourself for not spending even more time cleaning the gym. "There's something else I'd better check first. You were so very excited earlier. I'd better make sure you haven't been a naughty kitty and made any sticky messes in those nice panties I lent you." She glanced significantly down between your legs. It's only then you realize just how high your skirt has ridden, and worse, that you're currently flashing your pretty panties and the tiny bulge at the front of them at the woman of your dreams. With a shuddering gasp of shock and burning cheeks, you reach down to fix the skirt. "Nope." Miruko shakes her head, freezing you in place with just that one word. "Leave that how it is. I want you take off those panties now so I can make sure you've been good."

"What...?" You stammer, your voice hoarse and breathless as she stares down at you with an eyebrow arched expectantly.

"You heard me kitten." She continues coolly, as if what she's asking is the most natural thing in the world and you're the strange one for being shocked at it. The hint of disappointment in her eyes makes your heart clench painfully. You just want her to be happy with you for once...that's all you want. "Panties down and show them to me." She snaps. You're obeying her before your mind can come up with another excuse, reaching down under your frilly skirt to find the hem of your pretty panties. A rather **** moan escapes your lips as you slide the silky fabric off your stiff dick, bending over to bring them slowly down your smooth, quivering thighs, over the sheer black stockings covering your legs until finally, you awkwardly pull each heeled shoe through the holes. Straightening, you stand there, naked under your skirt, the smooth cheeks of your butt bare and tingling and your stiff dick somehow even harder. You raise a trembling hand, holding out the little scrap of silky white underwear. "Show them to me properly." Miruko sighs, the impatience in her voice sending cold panic flooding through you.

You unfold the panties and hold them up in both hands. It feels so embarrassing you can't even look at her, staring down at her feet instead. They're not your panties...but you've just been wearing them all the same, and the shame of showing them like this makes your stomach twist into knots. There's silence for a few long moments, the only sound you can hear the pounding of your heart as it thumps away inside your chest. Then Miruko scoffs loudly, making you gasp in shock.

"Well, you haven't been very naughty at least, but...you were supposed to be cleaning my gym." She growls, her long ears bristling in a way that makes you want to cower at her feet. "Why exactly was that little thing between your legs dribbling so much? What were you thinking about when you were supposed to be working?" Your breath catches in your throat, and you finally manage to raise your hand and stare in horror at the pair of panties held accusingly between your hands. There's a wet patch on the front of the fabric, right where your dick was pressed, and you realize with sickening certainty that it must all be pre-cum. All that fantasizing about Miruko...all those stupid, naughty thoughts about your gorgeous idol, and this is the result. Hot, painful tears fill your eyes. This is it...she's definitely going to fire you now, after she's been so patient with you for so long and you just can't stop messing up. Your dream's slipping through your fingers just because you're such a stupid perv. Now you'll never be a pro-hero! "Oh, kitten, don't cry just yet." Miruko sighs, and the shocking sympathy in her rough voice makes your heart ache. You raise your head, tears blurring your vision, and see her staring down at you with a pitying look on her gorgeous face. "This isn't at all good, but I know it wasn't entirely your fault. You're just...not able to control yourself, that's all. We'll work on that together, I promise. Come on now, you can put those panties down, just slip them in the hamper in the corner so we don't have to think about them again, okay?"

You're obeying her before you can even think, the kindness in her voice after all that cool impatience utterly impossible to resist. Still sniffling, you shuffle over to the hamper and drop the panties inside. It's only when they're lost within that you realize your obedience has left you entirely without underwear, and still wearing a skirt that has an alarming tendency to slip up over your waist and show your butt when you bend over at all. You're blushing hot as you stumble back to Miruko, feeling cool air under your skirt over your stiff dick and aching balls. The rabbit hero doesn't even seem to have considered that you're now naked down below, and she's just watching you with a vaguely sympathetic smile that makes you feel so grateful you want to cry again. She feels sorry for you, so she's not mad! That's way better, right? And it just feels way too awkward to mention your total lack of underwear now. You shouldn't be thinking about that anyway, it's not like it matters. Miruko's a hero! It's not like she's going to take the chance to peek under your skirt and see your bare butt or stiff dick. Why would she even want to?

"Are you feeling a little better now, kitten?" Your gorgeous idol asks, her eyebrow raised.

"Yes Miruko..." You sniffle.

"Good, no underwear, no problem for kitten, I'll have to remember that." She nods, the ghost of a smile flickering across her face. "Well then, we'd better get you back on the job, hadn't we? Don't want you getting all naughty and distracted again after all. I've got some work that needs doing myself, real hero work, okay? And I'm going to need some help with that, the kind of help a silly little kitty like you might just be able to provide." Your heart soars at that, the range of emotions you've experienced in the past few minutes alone leaving you feeling rather dizzy. She...wants you to help with hero work? Really...you? Even after everything...this is it! This is your big chance!

"Oh thank you!" You squeal in delight and hop on the spot with joy, your skirt flowing up over your bare hips and offering tantalizing glimpses of your stiff erection and bare bottom, the plump cheeks quivering as you land. "Thank you so much!"

"My pleasure, kitten." Miruko smiles, her red eyes gleaming. "Now...here's what I need from you today..."