It's very hard on you, but you find something that helps

The rest of the afternoon after Miruko sends you on your lonely way is...difficult for you. You've never been one to hold back the urge to jerk off when you got horny, as the extensive and carefully curated selection of pro-hero themed porn on your laptop reveals. And after the day you've just had, your dick is harder than it's ever been in your life before. The journey home was bad enough, the smart trousers and collared shirt you chose to wear this morning suddenly feeling too tight and uncomfortable, especially on your poor aching dick. It doesn't escape your attention that the maid outfit Miruko had you in for most of the day felt so much better, even when she had you crawling around and scrubbing her floors without any underwear. Especially then, in fact. Why do boy's clothes have to be so...constricting? You're pretty sure if you were wearing a nice, flowing skirt with a hole for your tail, one that didn't press against your stiff dick the whole time, you wouldn't be a whimpering, blushing and squirming mess as you struggle down the street towards your home. Your overheated brain is constantly filled with visions of Miruko's muscles, your tongue and lips tingling with the blissful memories of burying your face between her tanned thighs. And then...the rabbit hero glaring down at you with curled lips, telling you very firmly and clearly that you were not to touch yourself. Even that makes you moan with trembling desire, and as awful as the thought of disappointing her is, a small, rebellious part of you can't help but ask how she'd even know if you did.

You stagger back into your home in a lustful haze, very grateful that your parents seem to be away for the evening as usual, no doubt off seeing their respective lovers who they pretend they've kept hidden from the other. Now, instead of having to listen to them argue, you can just grab and scarf down some leftovers from the fridge, then scurry up to your room and slam the door shut behind you. It's only then you realize that this is probably one of the last places you want to be if you're trying to escape temptation. You're panting hard as your bleary eyes flicker over the extensive collection of pro-hero souvenirs you've collected. There's a few other female heroes represented too but Miruko's face grins back at you from the vast majority of posters, figurines and stickers scattered across your walls and shelves, wearing her skimpy uniform with her tanned, muscled thighs on display. Each one a powerful reminder of how you've spent the morning serving your gorgeous idol's every whim. You let out a strangled whine as a white-hot surge of arousal floods through your body. Your legs tremble, stiff dick aching fiercely between your thighs. It's too much. Darting for the bed, you collapse back onto the sheets. Maybe it's a bad idea, but you've got to get out of these stupid, tight trousers at least before you cum all over them.

It takes a few moments of struggling to get your tail free, pull open the fly and yank the boring clothes down your shivering legs. Your shirt is next, you fight the buttons open and toss it away, leaving you wearing just a pair of boring grey boxers. They're nowhere near as comfortable as your lucky panties, or the frilly ones Miruko made you wear today. Maybe they should go too. Somehow to your lust-filled brain, getting totally naked seems like the perfect way to resist the temptation to jerk off. At least you'll feel better bare, right? Seizing the hem of your stupid underwear, you pull them down and kick them off your feet. Your stiff dick pops free, just peeking out from between your soft thighs. It's...so hard, aching and throbbing with desire, but as you stare down at the your little pink erection you find yourself very much aware of just how small it is. You've always tried not to worry about how small and girly you look compared to most young men your age, but...somehow that you really don't measure up in this area has always felt like the worst part of it.

So...what, you tell yourself. Miruko thinks it's cute! She said as much earlier! Maybe a woman calling your tiny little dick cute isn't exactly the best thing she could say for the sake of your wavering masculinity, but she touched it too! You moan and wriggle against your sheets as you remember how your gorgeous idol held your aching erection between two of her fingers and smirked down at you. Before you can even think to stop it, one trembling hand darts between your thighs. You grab your aching dick and rub and squeeze at it's meager length. It doesn't feel anywhere near as good as Miruko's fingers did, but the blissful relief finally doing this sends through your body makes your toes curl and a mewling purr escape your lips all the same. Tingling heat surges through your body, as visions of your gorgeous rabbit hero's muscled body float through your mind. You remember just how good it felt to kneel between her legs and please her, all the lovely signs and moans of pleasure your clumsy licking at her pussy drew from her. Then, suddenly, her voice echoes through your head, telling you she wants you nice and eager and hard for her tomorrow. Saying how upset she's going to be if you're naughty and disobey her, the frown on her lips as she glares down at you. What if she fires you for this?

The worrying thought somehow gives you the strength to let your dick go and yank your trembling hand away. Your erection twitches and throbs desperately, and you have to bite your lip hard to fight off the frantic urge to just get right back to jerking off. Miruko gave you very clear instructions. You don't know how she'll check whether you disobeyed her or not, the possibilities sending another shudder of lust down your spine...but you can't risk it either. This job working for your gorgeous idol, serving and pleasing her, it's the best thing that's happened to you in years. It'd be super dumb to risk it all just because you can't go even one night without dribbling cum all over your hand. You roll over and bury your face in the soft sheets, trying to shut out the frantic urges of your naughty, needy body. Your tail sways and twitches above your bare butt, the fur bristling. It works...for a short while at least, until you find your bucking hips are rubbing your dick against the blankets, bringing you even closer to the sticky edge. You groan in disappointment as you **** yourself to stop, slipping from the edge of the bed to stand naked where you can't try anything like that anymore. Below your twitching dick, your little balls ache and throb almost as fiercely, the pressure inside them making you whimper.

No, this isn't working, at all. You need a distraction. Something to take your mind off the aching need between your legs before you lose control of yourself entirely and risk your job by disobeying Miruko on your very first day. Your frantic gaze flickers over the room, but all you see are more images of the gorgeous rabbit hero smirking back at you. Her gleaming gaze makes temptation war with your lingering desire to please her, and you can guess which one will win if you don't find a way to distract yourself right now! Of course, you gasp as you find your small desk waiting against the far wall, your laptop! It's a risk...especially since that's where you have all your porn saved, but if you can just mindlessly browse the internet instead it'll at least give you something else to focus on apart from your aching dick. You scurry over to your chair and sit your bare butt down, wriggling awkwardly and spreading your legs wide to give your throbbing erection room. You're so **** right now that you're pretty sure even squeezing it between your thighs might make you spurt.

Flipping open your laptop, you studiously ignore the carefully titled folder on your desktop named Employment Prospects, the contents of which are anything but related to that. Opening the internet, you start scrolling through the usual sites you enjoy, heroically resisting the ever-growing urge to open one of the tempting bookmarks at the top of your browser. You're just trying to find something...anything to distract you for a few hours until you get tired enough to crash on your bed and fall asleep for the night. For a couple hours or so, it works rather well. You watch some stupid videos, read people furiously arguing on messageboards about which hero really deserves to be number one, they're all wrong of course. Soon, you find yourself relaxing ever so slightly. Your dick is still really hard, but you find so long as you keep your hands firmly on your keyboard and, more importantly, above your waist, the temptation to jerk off kind of fades into the background.

Then, ]you tab over to the site of a popular pro-hero news website for some mindless browsing and a strangled whimper escapes your lips at the huge picture covering most of the front page, a red banner across the top telling you this is breaking news. Miruko...she's standing there in her hero costume with a proud smile on her face, her arms crossed over her ample chest, with a bashed-up building behind her, several windows broken and a rather large hole knocked through one wall. The headline tells you the rabbit hero defeated an entire gang of villains by herself, less than an hour ago. She's been on patrol, just like she told you! And she found some real villains to fight! You open the link, your belly fluttering wildly. It was always really exciting for you to read about your gorgeous idol's exploits...and now you've met her in person it feels even more so. Scanning the article, you see that Miruko was interviewed just minutes after her victory by the local news team, and someone's typed out a hasty transcript of what was said.

Apparently she was on even more confident form than usual, proclaiming how her defeating the whole gang single-handed should show the world just how strong working on her own has made her, and how other heroes should stop banding together like cowards and follow her example. She always sounds so brash and rough when she's talking to the press, you were quite pleased to find she's a bit calmer in person. That thought makes you grin with triumph, knowing that you've got to see a lot more of your gorgeous idol than any of her other fans! And this is just the first day of your new job too. If you keep working for her, you're sure to learn even more! How lucky was it that she ended up hiring you! You spend the next few minutes gawping at the photo of her, mouth hanging limply open as you count the glistening drops of sweat on her gorgeous, tanned skin. Then you see she said something else as well. At the end of the interview, the journalist noted to her that she seemed remarkably relaxed coming out of such a tough fight. Apparently, she answered that she'd found a new way to destress that really has on the top of her game. When asked what it was, the rabbit hero winked at the journalist and said she'd been thinking of adopting a stray cat, before leaving the confused man hanging and heading out to continue her patrol. You read the line over and over, your heart pounding. There's only one thing that can mean. Cat...kitten, it's you...she's talking about you! It has to be!

That means...what you did for her today actually really helped her with her pro-hero career. Sure, you were just cleaning up after her mostly...and then also, eating her out of course, but somehow it seems that's helping her in her important work. She said as much, right there where you can see it! The thought makes you almost fall out of your seat onto your bare butt. It's always been your dream to help Miruko! Wanting that is exactly why you sneaked into that construction site and got caught in the first place. And now you have! You feel like you're floating on a warm, fluffy cloud, a wide, eager grin on your face. You wriggle in your seat, bouncing on your bare butt as your tail flickers excitedly from side to side. You haven't felt this good about...well, anything, in a long time. Maybe this is what you're really meant to do with yourself! You might not be her sidekick yet, but you're almost there, right?

Knowing that makes you that much more determined to be good for Miruko. You're helping her by doing everything she says and letting her boss you around, so it's really important you don't start disobeying her now. You bite your lip, mustering all your resolve to keep your hands away from your aching dick. It feels a lot easier now you're feeling this pleased with yourself. The rest of the evening flies by, as you spend your time searching for every scrap of information about Miruko's activities today you can find. She doesn't mention you again when she's interviewed later in more detail about her defeat of the gang, but you don't mind. You're like her...secret sidekick! And you're not sure you want too much attention on exactly what you've been doing for her anyway. It'd be kind of embarrassing.

Soon enough, you're yawning and slumping over in your seat, the excitement of the day catching up to you all at once in a wave of exhaustion. Part of you wants to stay up and read even more about Miruko's heroics today, just so you can think about the small way you helped her accomplish them, but...the quicker you go to sleep, the quicker you'll get to see her again! You're grinning and wriggling eagerly at the thought as you burrow back under the covers of your bed and pull them over your naked body. Miruko...you bury your face into your pillow and squeal with delight. Your gorgeous idol, your hero...and tomorrow you'll be back with her again! Doing everything she wants! You're smiling as another wave of tiredness sweeps over you, your little dick still stiff and throbbing away between your bare, trembling thighs even as you slip away into a deep sleep.