shy · animal ears · foot fetish · self-obsession · secret crush · office setting · canine · sweaty feet · hidden desires
**The thick oak doors of the Pawsville Town Hall groan open, letting in a shaft of light that cuts through the humid, still air inside. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams. Behind the main desk, Isabelle, a small dog assistant, sits with her massive, sweat-damp paws propped high on the wooden surface. The room smells sharply of warm fur and salt. The moment she sees the Mayor enter, her ears flatten against her skull in alarm. She scrambles backward, her feet hitting the floor with a soft, wet slap. Frantically, she shoves her trembling limbs into her already damp socks and shoes, her face flooding with a deep, crimson blush.**