With a giant mansion to sell and a hefty commission to be had, this isn't how Peg had envisioned her day would go. Naked, sure, that was now the norm with her clothing-optional promotion scheme, but not naked and bent over every other piece of furniture while catering to the whims of a single person. A dozen or more prospective buyers had booked appointments to see the home today....a dozen people were expecting to watch the voluptuous real estate agent strip down and flaunt her wares. Yet here she was, ignoring every single ring of the doorbell to cater to a single, albeit well-hung person...
Granted, Goofy wasn't really a client...more of a plaything on the side, coming to see what all the striptease realty hubbub was all about. It started like any other viewing for a prospective buyer...show a room, point out its amenities, strip off some clothing, and repeat until she either ran out of rooms or ran out of clothing. In Goofy's case, however, starting with only one article of clothing...a barely-there bikini...made for an extremely short tour.
What was she expecting? A little tease and a few laughs, maybe a _____, and then she'd see Goofy to the door? No. Every time she and the hound have met up...bar-b-ques in her backyard, out on the boat with Pete, even a chance meeting at the grocery store...she'd spent the rest of her day worshiping that ___, _____ ____ of his.
And today was no different.
Read the story and commence the worship service at the $5 tier level. :D
Original Art by Artybear
Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2