When a young anthro tiger woman named Karla opened up her weary eyes, she could see nothing but pure darkness before her eyes. At first, Karla had assumed that it was early enough to still be very dark out, so she was going to drift back off into sleep until it became the morning. However, it quickly dawned on Karla that she was sitting upright in an unfamiliar chair, instead of lying down over her bed like she would be expecting herself to.

Karla started panicking when she came to the realization that she had been kidnapped by someone, especially after feeling the sensation of a ball gag that had been stuffed into her mouth earlier. She tried to leap off of the chair so she could escape, until she realized that her arms and legs had been tied to the chair with rope.

Karla attempted quickly jerking herself back and forth in a futile attempt to loosen up her rope restraints. She tried yelling out hoping someone could hear and rescue her, but her screams were muffled by the ball gag. Just when she was about to accept defeat, a person had stepped into the room and flicked a light switch on.

Even though Karla’s sight was still darkened by the blindfold, she could sense that her surroundings were a little lighter now. She tried to break free from her restraints again to no avail. The tiger started panicking more as she heard several footsteps clicking closer to where she was sitting. Karla felt some hands untie the blindfold from behind and suddenly yank it off, and then untie her ball gag and remove it from her mouth.

After the tiger’s eyes adjusted to the bright light, a mysterious woman stepped right in front of Karla’s sight. The older woman was a gorgeous anthro lioness with a very generous chest. “Wh…what are you gonna do with me?” Karla nervously asked her captor. “Who even are you?”

The lioness leaned herself really close to Karla’s face to the point she was making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. “I’m sure that if you try to think back real hard, you’ll remember exactly who I am.”

Karla was desperately trying to rack her brain in an attempt to conjure up any memories she may have had of her captor, hoping that she could remember any kind of useful information that would help her escape. She let out a little muffled gasp when she remembered that she had entered the front door to a new local soft-serve ice cream shop named Vanilla Vibes, that had recently opened up near where she lived.

The owner of the shop working behind the counter was an older anthro lioness woman who had introduced herself to the tiger, revealing her name to be Tamara. Karla remembered reaching into her wallet to grab some money to pay for a soft-serve cone, until Tamara insisted that her ice cream was on the house. Karla was happily lapping up her free ice cream, though she stopped when she felt a funny feeling start to make her head all dizzy. Everything that happened after that devolved into a big blur in her mind.

Back in the present, the true horror of Karla’s situation suddenly hit her mind like a freight, making her heart beat faster and faster. She panicked as her eyes darted across the room, realizing that she was being held hostage in the back of the soft-serve shop. “Wait a minute… you drugged me?!” Karla angrily questioned the lioness. “What the hell did you do that for?!”

Tamara slowly strutted herself around the chair that Karla was still tied to, seductively brushing the tip of her long tail around the back of Karla’s neck. The lioness sashayed herself back in front of the tiger, holding out one of her hands near Karla’s face. She traced the front of Karla’s neck with a finger while extending a claw, lightly scratching her neck in a sensual way.

While Karla was feeling a little dazed from the lioness’ electric touch, Tamara went to retrieve a round ice cream stand that had some kind of nub in the center of the stand. Tamara set up a small table in front of where Karla was still tied to the chair, and then placed the ice cream stand on top of the table. “Now listen lady, you still haven’t even begun to answer my question on what you-“

Karla’s attempts to get Tamara to answer her fell on deaf ears, as the lioness stepped away again to grab a stack of ice cream cones that she propped up near a soft-serve dispensing machine. Tamara grabbed one cone from the stack and held it underneath a spout located under a label that read “Blue Raspberry.” Tamara pulled down a lever and filled the cone with a perfect swirl of blue soft-serve.

Tamara walked back over to where Karla was, and stuck the bottom of the cone through one of the holes that were lining the edges of the round ice cream stand. Every time she stepped back over to the soft-serve machine, the lioness carried another cone she had filled up with a new flavor back to the rotating ice cream stand. Soon, all of the holes had been filled up with a variety of flavors such as orange sherbet, pineapple, strawberry, chocolate, and others.

All eight of the holes around the ice cream stand had been filled with its own soft-serve cone, until the stand was displaying an entire rainbow of multi-colored flavors. Karla was completely confused by what Tamara’s motives were. “Look, I don’t want any of your damn ice cream! Especially after you fucking drugged me with it earlier. Get me outta here or I’m gonna-“

Tamara suddenly interrupted Karla by grasping her hand over the knob in the middle of the rotating stand, and started twirling the knob around and around to make the stand start spinning. The longer the soft-serve cones were spun around in circles, the more the different colors were repeatedly blending into each other in a soft, hypnotic, colorful blur.

Karla had no choice but to trace every spin of the ice cream stand with her eyes over and over again. Tamara let out a low, evil chuckle as she noticed spirals of soft-serve reflected in the tiger’s empty eyes, spinning around her pinprick pupils that were rapidly flashing with the same colors as the soft-serve ice cream that Karla was being made to watch.

Even after Tamara had stopped spinning the ice cream stand, the pupils in Karla’s eyes were still flashing multiple colors in a quick succession. The lioness leaned her face closer to the tiger’s own face, and puckered up her lips before planting a little kiss over Karla’s lips. The flashing colors in Karla’s pupils abruptly stopped until they were both bathed in a bright strawberry pink, which matched up perfectly with the bright pink blush growing on the tiger’s cheeks.

Tamara grabbed the strawberry soft-serve cone from the stand, and lifted it in front of Karla’s face. “Excellent choice.” The lioness cooed to the hypnotized tiger. “Strawberry is my personal favorite flavor too.” Tamara leaned her face as closely to the ice cream cone as she possibly could, and started lapping at the delicious strawberry treat with her tongue in a very suggestive manner.

Karla licked her lips in response to the wonderful sight, desperately wanting to lick the ice cream alongside Tamara. Tamara shoved the cone closer to Karla’s face so that she could stick out her tongue, allowing her to explore every single inch of the strawberry soft-serve while tingling her tastebuds with the delicious flavor.

Both of Karla’s and Tamara’s tongues were swirling around with each other up the soft-serve until they met at the tip of the cone. The two anthro women battled over the tip using their tongues, moaning out loud as they licked the delicious soft-serve as well as each other’s tongues. Karla and Tamara soon locked lips with each other, their tongues dancing with each other as the two settled into a deep kiss.

When Tamara pulled her lips away from Karla’s face with a wet smack, the tiger was openly panting in lust with her tongue spooling out of her mouth, drooling a bit over her own chest. A few drops of melting strawberry soft-serve had dripped down the cone and splattered over Karla’s clothes. Tamara shifted her gaze downwards to look at the mess she was making. “Oh darling, you must let me help you clean yourself up.”

Tamara set the now-empty cone back down on the table, and then stood behind Karla’s chair so she could undo the rope restraints that were holding the tiger to the chair. Even though Karla was technically free now, she didn’t even bother trying to hop out of the chair, as she was so dazed by the lioness’ wonderfully deep kiss.

Tamara stepped in front of Karla again, and gripped the hem of the tiger’s shirt with her hands. “Now that I have freed you of those pesky rope restraints, I can remove your soiled clothes with ease.” Tamara commanded the tiger to raise her arms up, so she could easily pull Karla’s shirt up and over her head. Tamara spun the ice cream stand around some more, keeping Karla hypnotized with the spinning soft-serve cones.

After another brief kiss, the rapidly flashing pupils in Karla’s eyes abruptly turned a bold orange color. Smiling at this, Tamara grabbed the orange soft-serve cone from the stand and held it near Karla’s face. Karla excitedly stuck her tongue out to lap up the refreshing citrus taste of the orange ice cream, exploring every inch of the creamy dessert by swirling her tongue around Tamara’s.

A couple drops of melting orange soft-serve were leaking out the bottom of the waffle cone, and splattering against Karla’s bra and her cleavage. Tamara stopped licking the ice cream so she could squeeze her own face near Karla’s chest, and helpfully lapped up Karla’s cleavage with her tongue to clean up any melted ice cream.

Karla was so distracted by her own moaning as her cleavage was being licked by the lioness, that she barely even noticed Tamara reaching behind her to unhook her bra and letting it fall to the floor. Tamara brought her hand back over to the stand, spinning it around some more to continue hypnotizing the tiger.

Every time Karla’s rapidly flashing pupils stopped blinking at a specific color, Tamara would hold out the corresponding soft-serve cone near the tiger’s face so they could lick the cone together. More melting ice cream would splatter against Karla’s body and soil more of her clothes, so Tamara would lick up more melted ice cream from her body while helping to strip off her remaining clothes until the tiger was completely naked.

Karla’s naked body soon became a canvas for melted globs of ice cream to be painted upon. Tamara partially lifted Karla off of her chair, leaning her own face down towards the tiger’s face so she could lightly bite across her neck, licking up every glob of melted ice cream she could find. Karla was moaning out loud in lust from Tamara licking every single inch of her naked body.

There was only one soft-serve cone left still sitting on the stand, a brightly neon-colored green apple flavor. Tamara stripped off her own clothes, and then pulled out another small chair that she set up in front of where Karla was sitting, so she could sit across from the tiger while holding onto the final ice cream cone in her hand. Since it had been sitting out for a while, the cone was already getting pretty drippy, so the lioness had to act fast when she pressed the swirl of the cone over her own breasts, and spread the soft serve over her nipples.

Tamara leaned forward to shove her breasts in front of Karla’s face, so that she could lap up the ice cream that she had smothered over her boobs. The lioness was mewling with delight as she felt the tiger swirling her tongue around both of her nipples. Tamara suddenly pressed the melting soft-serve cone against Karla’s breasts and rubbed it, coating every single inch. She stuck out her tongue and stroked it around Karla’s nipples, making absolute sure to clean up the sweet mess she had just made.

Tamara and Karla were both sharing the soft-serve cone by shoving it in each other’s hands, taking turns lavishing the other’s breasts with loving licks. They both came out loud while lightly nibbling on each other’s nipples, which caused Tamara to accidentally drop the now-empty waffle cone on the floor and break it.

After Tamara cleaned herself off following the relaxing afterglow of sex, she helped clean up Karla and gather up her clothes for her to put back on. Once the tiger was mostly dressed and was about to slip back into her T-shirt, Tamara suddenly swiped her shirt away and quickly pulled another shirt over Karla’s chest.

The shocked tiger patted her paws over her new shirt in confusion, until Tamara grabbed a nearby hand mirror and held it near Karla so she could look at herself. Karla was surprised to see herself wearing an employee shirt bearing the soft-serve shop’s name.

“Now that we’ve gotten to know each other a lot more, I was thinking that you might love to work for me.” Tamara started to explain. “My shop has only been open for a short time with such a small staff, and I expect my business to start picking up really soon due to the impending summer. I’d love for you to join my budding crew, and maybe I could even give you some pointers to help teach you how to convince other attractive young women like yourself to come work for me.” Tamara winked.

Karla wasn’t quite sure how to react to Tamara’s request, though she felt awfully flattered by her. “Oh, I dunno. That sounds nice and all, but I’m not sure if I really wanna work at an ice cream shop, and I was kinda looking into applying for a different kind of…”

Tamara suddenly interrupted Karla when she waved a chocolate-coated ice cream bar back and forth in front of her face, that she had grabbed from the freezer. The tiger’s eyes obediently followed the hypnotic arc of the ice cream bar being swung like a pendant, back and forth. Karla immediately fell back under the lioness’ spell when she pulled up on her shirt and bra, so Tamara could quickly swipe the ice cream bar against her breasts.

Karla moaned from the cold yet erotic touch of the ice cream bar against her nipples, pulling her bra and shirt back down over her chest after she wiped off any ice cream residue and licked it off her own fingers. “Alright, I have completely changed my mind.” Karla admitted in a hypnotized monotone voice. “I would love to work for you and only you.”

Tamara leaned down to leave a little longer kiss over Karla’s lips, and lovingly squeezed her hand over Karla’s boobs that were tightly packed away behind the logo of the ice cream shop’s name on her new T-shirt. “Perfect. With your help, we can make my new soft-serve shop the hottest place in town.” Tamara evilly giggled, as Karla squealed out in lust when Tamara lovingly groped her chest some more.