OnlyFurs: Madison's Portfolio (Pt. 1)
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“Hi, Mady.” Ian smiles.
“Hi, Ian.” Madison blushes a little, still embarrassed from the mere sight of him. She tries her hardest to not glance down at his crotch.
“Bark!” Ada greets her, jumping up to put her paws on Madison's shoulders, as Ian has trained her to do.
“Hehe! Hello to you too, Ada.” Madison giggles, petting the happy doggie.
“Phoebe's back in her room.”
“Thanks. Pardon me, Ada!” Madison chirps, gently pushing his German Pinscher aside.
Madison walks throughout the small house, now very familiar with it. She looks to her left and glimpses “Stormy.” True to her nickname, the blue and black mare looks at her, glares and then kicks the door shut with a hoof. It slams loudly, causing her to jump a little. Madison steps back, blinking in surprise. She shouldn't be, but it always catches her off-guard when Phoebe's sister acts so coldly towards her and Izzy. She turns to her right and peeks through an opened door, right into Phoebe's bedroom. It brings back awkward memories.
Her best friend Izzy is inside, sitting on a bench ottoman as the heavily pregnant Phoebe prepares a camera. One hand cradles her swollen belly while the other presses buttons on the camera, which is mounted to a tripod. A soft knock on the door frame gets their attention.
“Hey, there! Come on in!” Phoebe warmly greets her, quickly waddling up and embracing the mouse Voeldahn.
“Hi, girls. What's all this?”
Madison glances at props that weren't there the last time, when she agreed to work with Phoebe in strictly pin-up and softcore work. A round mattress takes up a good-sized portion of Phoebe's bedroom, and a padded headboard shaped like a heart leans against the window, blocking out the sunlight.
“I said we'd be doing some pin-up stuff, remember? Oh! I got you something sexy for it, too! How do you like this?!”
Madison's eyes widen at the sight of the outfit on the wooden hanger and she cannot help but blush. Though she doesn't want to, she shyly agrees to wear it. She goes to the bathroom and takes off her normal, boring clothes before slipping into the rather tight and skimpy outfit, which includes a collar and a matching leash! As before, her original clothes remain neatly folded in the bathroom. She returns to Phoebe's room, head bowed and hands nervously wringing the leash. The red mare has her sit on the edge of the bed, leaving the virginal mouse waiting for a moment. She takes deep breaths to control her trembling, but it only gets worse when Phoebe starts taking pictures.
“Hmm... These are good but they could be better. Maybe someone should hold that leash...”
“I-I could hold it. You know... Like I'm presenting it.” Madison remarks.
“Maybe... Hey, Izzy.”
“Yeah?” The buxom vixen looks over to her boss and best friend.
“Call Ian in here!”
“Sure.”
“I-Ian?!” Madison gulps.
“He's just holding the leash. No big deal! … Hehe! Try not to look so nervous.” Phoebe giggles.
“S-sorry.”
Though Phoebe could've just shouted for him, as small as the house is, Izzy does as she's told and leaves the room to fetch him. As they wait, Madison cannot help but notice the way the mare slowly eyes her from chest to groin and back to her chest. Moments later, the duo return and Ian appears surprised that he'd be asked to do something as menial as holding up a leash. This doesn't stop him from doing it, however, and Madison finds herself being photographed once again. She sits in a random pose and stares at Ian as he stands just out of view, holding her leash like he was her master. She blushes but forces a smile.
“Hmm... These look good, but...” Sinnamon pauses and looks away from the camera's viewscreen. “Maybe if you weren't so... Clothed.”
“W-what?!” Madison squeaks.
(TO BE CONTINUED...)
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This art is a very old YCH done for me by Senchi.
“Hi, Mady.” Ian smiles.
“Hi, Ian.” Madison blushes a little, still embarrassed from the mere sight of him. She tries her hardest to not glance down at his crotch.
“Bark!” Ada greets her, jumping up to put her paws on Madison's shoulders, as Ian has trained her to do.
“Hehe! Hello to you too, Ada.” Madison giggles, petting the happy doggie.
“Phoebe's back in her room.”
“Thanks. Pardon me, Ada!” Madison chirps, gently pushing his German Pinscher aside.
Madison walks throughout the small house, now very familiar with it. She looks to her left and glimpses “Stormy.” True to her nickname, the blue and black mare looks at her, glares and then kicks the door shut with a hoof. It slams loudly, causing her to jump a little. Madison steps back, blinking in surprise. She shouldn't be, but it always catches her off-guard when Phoebe's sister acts so coldly towards her and Izzy. She turns to her right and peeks through an opened door, right into Phoebe's bedroom. It brings back awkward memories.
Her best friend Izzy is inside, sitting on a bench ottoman as the heavily pregnant Phoebe prepares a camera. One hand cradles her swollen belly while the other presses buttons on the camera, which is mounted to a tripod. A soft knock on the door frame gets their attention.
“Hey, there! Come on in!” Phoebe warmly greets her, quickly waddling up and embracing the mouse Voeldahn.
“Hi, girls. What's all this?”
Madison glances at props that weren't there the last time, when she agreed to work with Phoebe in strictly pin-up and softcore work. A round mattress takes up a good-sized portion of Phoebe's bedroom, and a padded headboard shaped like a heart leans against the window, blocking out the sunlight.
“I said we'd be doing some pin-up stuff, remember? Oh! I got you something sexy for it, too! How do you like this?!”
Madison's eyes widen at the sight of the outfit on the wooden hanger and she cannot help but blush. Though she doesn't want to, she shyly agrees to wear it. She goes to the bathroom and takes off her normal, boring clothes before slipping into the rather tight and skimpy outfit, which includes a collar and a matching leash! As before, her original clothes remain neatly folded in the bathroom. She returns to Phoebe's room, head bowed and hands nervously wringing the leash. The red mare has her sit on the edge of the bed, leaving the virginal mouse waiting for a moment. She takes deep breaths to control her trembling, but it only gets worse when Phoebe starts taking pictures.
“Hmm... These are good but they could be better. Maybe someone should hold that leash...”
“I-I could hold it. You know... Like I'm presenting it.” Madison remarks.
“Maybe... Hey, Izzy.”
“Yeah?” The buxom vixen looks over to her boss and best friend.
“Call Ian in here!”
“Sure.”
“I-Ian?!” Madison gulps.
“He's just holding the leash. No big deal! … Hehe! Try not to look so nervous.” Phoebe giggles.
“S-sorry.”
Though Phoebe could've just shouted for him, as small as the house is, Izzy does as she's told and leaves the room to fetch him. As they wait, Madison cannot help but notice the way the mare slowly eyes her from chest to groin and back to her chest. Moments later, the duo return and Ian appears surprised that he'd be asked to do something as menial as holding up a leash. This doesn't stop him from doing it, however, and Madison finds herself being photographed once again. She sits in a random pose and stares at Ian as he stands just out of view, holding her leash like he was her master. She blushes but forces a smile.
“Hmm... These look good, but...” Sinnamon pauses and looks away from the camera's viewscreen. “Maybe if you weren't so... Clothed.”
“W-what?!” Madison squeaks.
(TO BE CONTINUED...)
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This art is a very old YCH done for me by Senchi.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Rodent (Other)
Gender Female
Size 1847 x 1995px
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