On one warm summer night, an anthro wolf named Keaton helped his femboy partner, an anthro squirrel named Sammy, set up a campfire at the camping site they had parked their travel trailer at. Once Keaton got the fire roaring, he and Sammy each grabbed a folding chair they had brought on their trip, and placed the chairs near the campfire. Sammy brought out some chocolate and graham crackers so he and his partner could make some s’mores.

Keaton sat down in his chair, enjoying the sensation of the warmth coming from the fire against his fur. Sammy was just about to sit down in his chair, but then suddenly stood back up.

“Oh, I can’t believe I forgot to bring out the marshmallows!” Sammy laughed to himself. “I gotta go back inside our trailer to find some. Sorry about that.”

“It’s alright, Sammy. Take your time.” Keaton told him.

As Sammy was stepping back into the trailer, Keaton couldn’t help but notice the femboy’s well-toned ass stretching out his tight, pink shorts he was wearing right under his large, bushy tail. Keaton could feel a small stirring down at his crotch, blushing as he looked down and saw his hardening cock stretching out the front of his own black shorts.

After a while, enough time had passed that Keaton had looked down at his wristwatch, wondering why it was taking Sammy so long to find the marshmallows. “When I told him to take his time, I didn’t mean it that literally.” He quietly muttered to himself.

After a few more minutes, Sammy had finally emerged from the trailer, holding a bag of marshmallows. Keaton quickly realized that the wait had been worth it, as his partner had taken his time to try on a new outfit he had secretly stowed away in his camping bag.

Sammy was wearing a small red tank top just above his belly button, and a sexy black skirt that heavily accentuated his long, gorgeous legs. Keaton felt his hard-on roaring as much as the fire was, as he allowed his sight to drift down Sammy’s long legs, until he reached Sammy’s bare paws tucked away in a pair of open-toed sandals. Keaton could see that Sammy had painted his toes with a striking black toenail polish, perfectly complimenting his skirt.

“I really, really hope you like my new outfit.” Sammy started in a bit of a nervous, but also very happily giddy voice. “I especially picked out these clothes just for you.” Sammy walked over to their campfire, looking right into Keaton’s face, who looked completely dazed by the breathtaking sight of his partner.

“Heh, you seem a little more distracted than usual, sweetie.” Sammy teased. “Why don’t I help you out with that?” The femboy planted a small kiss on his partner’s lips, which woke Keaton up from his stupor, prompting him to deepen the kiss as Sammy wrapped his bushy tail around his waist.

Once they broke free from their kiss, Sammy held up the bag of marshmallows closer to Keaton’s face. “Ready to roast up some marshmallows? I’m hungry!”

Keaton grabbed a large, wooden stick off of the ground as Sammy finally sat down in his chair. The wolf pulled a marshmallow out of the bag and stuck it on the most pointy end of the stick, and lifted the marshmallow right over the flame, twisting and turning the stick to allow the fire to heat up the marshmallow.

Keaton looked over to where Sammy was sitting, expecting him to poke a marshmallow on another pointy stick, but was surprised by the unusual sight of his partner removing one of his paws from a sandal, grabbing a small fistful of marshmallows from the bag, and sticking his toes inside of the marshmallows until Keaton could see his black toenails sticking out of them.

Sammy lifted his bare paw near the campfire, close enough so that the flame could start roasting the marshmallows he had stuck on his toes, but far enough so that he didn’t accidentally burn his paw. Keaton stared at him in bewilderment for several moments, until he was able to come to his senses enough to ask him a question.

“Um… what are you doing?” Keaton questioned the femboy.

“Oh, I’m just roasting some marshmallows over the fire, just like you.” Sammy answered him honestly.

“Um… yeah…” Keaton started, not quite sure how exactly he should address the large elephant in the room. “Except I’m not roasting marshmallows using my toes.” Keaton blushed a bit, having a bit of a paw fetish, but not really wanting to admit to it, even though his femboy partner had some of the prettiest paws he had ever seen. “Why can’t you just use a stick like everyone else?”

“Oh, that’s just nowhere near as fun.” Sammy admitted to his partner with a small laugh.

“Well, alright. But you should be pretty careful. I don’t want you to accidentally burn your paw or anything.” Keaton said in a little bit of a nervous tone.

“Oh, you don’t need to worry yourself over that!” Sammy let out a longer laugh. “I’ve done this several times before. You just don’t remember any of it.”

“What are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I remember the past times you’ve used your paw to roast marshmallows?” Keaton questioned his partner. “I’ve never seen you do this before.”

Without saying a single word, Sammy started wiggling his toes right over the flame. Keaton’s breath suddenly caught in his throat as he watched every single second of Kenny’s black-painted toenails dancing right before his very eyes. The roaring fire mixed with the deft movement of Sammy’s toes was beginning to lull his partner into a trance, as Keaton barely sensed himself beginning to drool out of the corner of his mouth, his drool slowly dripping onto the massive tent he was pitching in his pants.

As Sammy continued wiggling his toes above the fire, the marshmallows he had squeezed his toes into were beginning to brown. Keaton felt himself fall further down into his trance the more he stared at Sammy’s hypnotic wiggling toes, feeling hungry for the marshmallows and horny for Sammy’s paws at the exact same time.

“Hey honey, you better come over here and eat these mallows up before they melt and drip all over the ground.” Sammy teased his partner with a mischievous giggle. “The taste of my toes is gonna be oh so sweet.”

Keaton reacted even faster than Sammy had expected him to, racing over to him and getting down onto his knees. Sammy shoved his paw in his partner’s face, prompting Keaton to stick out his tongue and immediately start lapping up the melted marshmallows off of Sammy’s toes, making sure to coat every inch of his paws so he could clean off every spot. Sammy brought out a hand to lightly scratch behind one of his partner’s ears.

“You’re my good little wolfie boy for cleaning up all that sticky mallow gunk off of my toes for me. You’re a good boy! Such a good boy…” Sammy continued lightly scratching behind his partner’s ear, as Keaton could feel his tail happily wagging back and forth, and his growing cock throbbing back and forth within his pants at the same time.

Sammy noticed his partner’s hardening rod, and gave him a flirtatious chuckle. “I think it’s about time we free your little friend there, don’t you?” Sammy gripped the fly on the crotch of Keaton’s pants, and slowly pulled the zipper down. After fondling him for a few moments, Sammy pulled back Keaton’s underwear enough to finally free his huge, veiny cock for him to enjoy to his heart’s content.

“Oh wow, is this all for me sweetie?” Sammy cooed as he lightly traced the veins of Keaton’s penis with one of his toenails, causing Keaton to openly hiss out loud. “I’ll take your pleasured hissing as a ‘yes.’” Sammy made a sweet giggle.

Some of the melted marshmallows that were still coating Sammy’s toes were now dripping down right onto Keaton’s exposed dick. Keaton gave out an immensely pleasured sigh as the sensation of the hot melted marshmallow cream was warming up his cock, causing a large amount of pre-cum to begin oozing out of the tip of his dick and freely flow down the sides of his veiny cock.

Sammy looked down upon Keaton’s creamy cock, slowly licking his lips. “Honestly, I can’t tell where the melted marshmallow begins, and where your sticky cum ends.” Sammy chuckled. “Not that it really matters, anyways. It all looks delicious, regardless.”

Suddenly, Keaton felt Sammy’s hot mouth descend upon his cock, quickly using his tongue to lick off all the marshmallow cream and all of the pre-cum right off, which only made his extremely hard member stiffen up even more.

When Sammy lifted his mouth off of Keaton’s penis to sit back down in his chair, he lifted his paw up in front of his face and spread his toes. Keaton could see several strings of melted marshmallow glued between the spaces of each of Sammy’s toes.

“You’ve done such a wonderful job of worshipping my pretty paw, but I’m afraid to say that you’ve missed a spot.” Sammy was teasing as he started wiggling his toes again, deepening Keaton’s trance. “Several spots, in fact. Would you be a good partner and lick in between my toes?”

Keaton could sense Sammy’s sparkling black toenails boring right into his brain, constantly entrancing him by sparkling right inside his mind, until his toenails were all he could see in his eyes. “Yes Master…” Keaton suddenly gasped in a low monotone voice. “I love to obey you, Master.”

“Mmm… good boy…” Sammy moaned out loud as he enjoyed the administrations of Keaton’s tongue lapping up the remaining bits of melted marshmallow glued in between his toes. He brought his hand out again to give his partner more loving ear scritches.

Once Keaton had worshipped Sammy’s paws to his own personal satisfaction, Sammy slowly pulled away his toes from Keaton’s face. Keaton almost looked somewhat disappointed, until Sammy lowered his face right in front of Keaton’s eyes.

“Hey honey, why don’t you follow me into our trailer, and we’ll continue our fun sexy times in there. I’ve got a special surprise lined up just for you.” The femboy whispered to his partner in a low, seductive tone of voice.

“But I… I… I wanna keep worshipping your toes out here… I wanna eat more marshmallows…” Keaton was whining.

Sammy gave out a small laugh. “Oh, you don’t need to worry about that, sweetie. I promise you that we’ll have more fun with my paws in our trailer. You’ve just gotta be a little patient.”

Sammy lifted one of his paws up to Keaton’s face, using the black toenail on his big toe to very lightly scratch his face back and forth right under his eyes. Keaton was following the movement of Sammy’s big toe with his eyes back and forth, falling even deeper under a trance. “That’s a direct order from my toes, alright?” Sammy sternly commanded, albeit in a sweet tone.

“Yes Master…” Keaton moaned out as his eyes continued flicking back and forth in perfect tandem with Sammy’s big toe. “Whatever your toes order, I will obey…”

Sammy removed his toe from Keaton’s face, and got up from his chair to return to their trailer. Once he stepped in, he turned his attention back to Keaton, who was still sitting in his chair with a completely dazed look on his face, looking as if he were frozen in time.

Sammy chuckled again, and beckoned his partner to follow him into the trailer with a finger. “C’mon, big boy. It’s time to come back inside and play with me. It’s getting pretty dark out here.”

Keaton robotically lifted himself out of his chair, holding his arms in front of his body, and started lurching towards the door of the trailer like a hypnotized zombie. His hard cock was sticking out of his open fly at full mast, slowly waving to and fro in the wind as he made his way closer to the door.

Sammy led his partner through the door, and onto their bed. Sammy climbed onto the bed after Keaton had sat down on it. Once they got themselves settled, Sammy brought one of his big toes closer to Keaton’s face again, this time using his toenail to lightly trace circles around and around one of Keaton’s eyes. Keaton’s eye followed every little circle the femboy’s toe made, keeping him trapped in a deliciously deep trance, as more pre-cum was squirting out of his cock.

“Hey sweetie.” Keaton felt Sammy’s voice penetrating the heavy hypnotic fog that was clouding his mind. “I thought we could play a round of a game I like to call ‘Sammy Says.’ Every time I give the command, you’ll remove some of your clothing, and I’ll remove some of my clothes after you, until we’re both completely naked.” Sammy was seductively whispering in Keaton’s ear. “Would you like to play this game with me?”

“Yes Master. I would love to play this game with you.” Keaton responded back in an aroused monotone.

“Perfect.” Sammy removed his toe from his partner’s face again. “Sammy Says to take off your shirt.”

Keaton immediately removed his shirt, exposing his bare chest to the femboy. Sammy took off his red tank top shortly afterwards. He got a cheeky idea in his head, and proceeded to lift his paws up to Keaton’s chest, and used his toes to give Keaton’s nipples a light squeeze, which made him squeal out in pleasure, earning a sweet laugh from the femboy.

“Sammy Says to remove your shoes, and your socks too.” After Keaton had removed his footwear, Sammy took off his sandals again, and stuck one of his sandals against Keaton’s face, right under his nose. Keaton was happily breathing in the stench Sammy’s paw had left behind on the sandal through his nostrils.

Keaton could hear Sammy’s hot breath whispering sexy thoughts in his ear, pumping commands directly into his brain. “Sammy Says that the smell of my paw is just as hypnotic as my wiggling toes, and the smell is turning you on just as hard.” Keaton was now moaning out in a dazed pleasure as he felt his cock tighten even harder than it had before, which he didn’t think was even possible.

Sammy removed his sandal from Keaton’s face, and tossed both of his sandals onto the ground below. “Remove your pants now.” Keaton gripped the waist of his pants with both of his hands and was about to pull them down, until he suddenly saw Sammy stick his paw right in his face again, using his big toenail to lightly trace more circles around his eye.

“Wait a minute, buddy. I didn’t say ‘Sammy Says,’ now did I? You’re not allowed to obey any command that I order until you hear me say those special words.” Sammy laughed a bit to himself when he noticed that Keaton’s glazed-over eyes were perfectly following the motion of his hypnotic toes. “You don’t want to lose the game, do you?”

“No, I don’t want to lose the game.” Keaton mindlessly repeated in a hypnotized monotone. He felt Sammy remove his toe from his face again.

“Alright, now Sammy Says to remove your pants.” Sammy properly commanded this time. “Sammy Says you should take off your underpants, too.” He quickly added at the last second.

Keaton finally obeyed by removing his pants and underwear at the same time, his hard and veiny cock throbbing in Sammy’s direction. Sammy removed his black skirt and a pair of frilly blue panties from his own body. Suddenly, Keaton was in for a fun surprise when Sammy immediately shoved his bare paws right onto his cock, and started lovingly massaging up and down the length of his dick with his toes.

“Here, catch!” Sammy tossed his blue panties right into Keaton’s waiting hands. “Sammy Says that the scent of my panties is just as hypnotic as the scent of my paws.” Keaton took a deep whiff of Sammy’s panties, letting out a pleasure-filled gasp. He could sense the hypnotic smell of the panties, and the hypnotic smell of Sammy’s paws doubling down on melting his mind and stiffening his cock, sending him twice as deep under a trance.

Sammy was getting so turned on by watching his partner’s aroused reactions to his commands, that he grabbed his own stiffening cock and started rubbing up and down the shaft, making several globs of pre-cum to ooze out the tip of his dick.

“Hey Honey, in a moment I’m going to finally issue a command that will allow you to spill out all your seed for me. We’re gonna cum together, ok?” Sammy was explaining to his partner.

“Y-yes Master. Th-th-thank you Master.” Keaton was genuinely grateful.

“You will now cum all over my pretty paws!” Sammy commanded.

Even though Keaton felt ready to burst, he wasn’t able to cum. He suddenly felt Sammy seal the tip of his dick shut with his big toe.

“You are such a good boy for waiting to obey my command until you hear me speak those special words.” Sammy was cooing to his partner while he was giving Keaton long, loving strokes up and down his cock using his toes.

After a few more moments of hearing Keaton’s pleasured whining, Sammy decided that the time was right to finally release him. “Sammy Says you can now cum all over my pretty paws.”

Keaton shut his eyes tightly as he felt rope after rope of hot sticky cum quickly shoot out his cock, coating every inch of Sammy’s paws. Despite the large volume of semen he had shot out, his veiny cock was still as hard as a rock. Sammy timed it so that he would cum at the exact same time his partner did.

Sammy gripped the sides of Keaton’s cock with his toes, smearing some of Keaton’s cum back onto his dick. He was gently rubbing his toes repeatedly up and down the shaft. Keaton’s eyes were moving up and down, following the motion of Sammy’s hypnotic toes, feeling himself slip into another trance.

“Mmm… looks like your cock isn’t flaccid yet.” Sammy teased his partner. “You wanna play another round of ‘Sammy Says?’”

“Y-yes Master…” Keaton obediently answered. “But only if you let me remember everything that happened this time.”

“Hmmm…” Sammy thought to himself while stroking his chin with his hand. He then slightly lowered his paws, using his toenails to lightly scratch Keaton’s balls, which made him hiss out in pleasure.

“Deal.”