Penis Inspection Day

*sluurrrrp*

 

Johnson cringed at the sound of his ‘partner’ loudly drinking their coffee. He was burnt out from the week and all he wanted to do was get his work done and sleep. But every sip, every slurp, felt like someone was jamming a needle in his ear. HIs concentration shattered.

 

“Tamatha,” he growled.

 

His ‘partner’, a manticore in a black blouse and skirt, lazily looked over, batting her eyes. “Yes?”

 

“Can you drink it quieter?” he asked. “I have work to do.”

 

“Gee, so do I, and I need my caffeine to get me through this day,” she taunted.

 

He scowled and went back to work, trying to get in the zone.

 

Office jobs, pure hell.

 

The same old mind numbing work, day after day, week after week.

 

“Then again,” she purred as her tail slithered towards him pulsing like a demented heartbeat.  “I could use something else as a pick me up…”

 

“No!” he hissed.

 

She pouted and went back to her reports, grumbling under her breath about how it wouldn’t take that long.

 

“Fucking mamanos,” he thought.

 

It might seem strange, a human telling a mamono no and not getting dragged into an alley for a good violation, especially from a manticore, but a lot had changed in 20 years since the demon lord took over.

 

Workplaces were meant to be a professional place. No violations on the clock, that also went for when they were on break.

 

Every man was assigned a mamano partner so they workload could get done quicker. But also it was to prevent mamano from idling near a man while working and wasting company time. They figured it was easier to have them sit next to each other and be professional.

 

Surprisingly, it worked. There was even minimal reports being filed to HR, which was even surprising when the office got a hellhound.

 

The only thing Johnson wished was that in those 20 years, office jobs weren’t so boring!

 

The year 2040, and there’s still dull office jobs. At least theres a gym to workout in before and after work. But the same old shit, even with hot monster girls working next to you.

 

“Mike Judge, it’s scary how right you are,” he thought.

 

All he wanted to do was finish the god damn TPS reports then go home, and maybe have a snickerdoodle, then take a nap, then take a nice hot shower, then eat an entire pot of mac and cheese, in that order.

 

Suddenly a loud voice blared over the intercom, he winced, no doubt it was his boss, a dark elf. “Good afternoon employees! I do apologize for the interruption, however I have an announcement ….”

 

One of the men hopped up excited. “Oh boy! She remembered my birthday!”

 

After a moment of silence, the boss then replied. “Right, it’s Steve’s birthday today, everyone please wish him a happy birthday, and Steven come to my office.”

 

Steve got up and with a skip in his step to the boss’s office.

 

“Also employees, it is penis inspection day.”

 

He could hear hive fives from mamanos, whereas he groaned. He did not need this!

 

“Ah come on!” he groaned. “I’m so close to getting done with work!”

 

The announcement on the intercom continued. “All men must report to designated penis inspection rooms to check to make sure their penis’s are clean, all men who are circumcised are exempted.”

 

He grumbled to himself. “How the how did this even start?”

 

20 year ago…

 

“And the council agrees unanimously that all pelvis injuries that occur due to sex will be covered by insurance,” the demon lord said.

 

In the back hellhounds, dragons, and minotaurs high fived in success.

 

The demon lord had quickly taken over the land, and now came the part of implementing new laws. Naturally the current laws the humans already had were perfect, but still there was always a need for new laws so both mamanos and humans could get along.

The demon lord, along with a council composed of her top generals, an Anubis, basilisk, dullahan, and a hakutaku were in charge of listening to the requests and passing new laws, or amending them.

 

“Can we add an amendment to that?” asked the basilisk. “For snake like mamanos or ones that use their tails, sometimes we can squeeze our mates hard, because they are so cute! But it can lead to them getting a shoulder dislocated, or a rib bruised, can that be covered as well?”

 

“All in favor?” asked the demon lord.

 

“Aye!” said the council.

 

The demon lord slammed the gavel down. “Then it’s agreed, protections for those who use their tails.”

 

The council nodded in agreement. The demon lord adjusted her glasses looking at the sheet. “And the next item on the agenda…..”

 

Instantly the podium was swarmed by two dark elves with their husband grinning.

 

“Oh no! Not you two!” groaned the demon lord.

 

These dark elves had been a thorn in her side for some time, interrupting meetings, sending letters, protests, two sisters: Clarice and Claire, head of the group HOOF: Hands Off Our Foreskin.

 

Their goal?

 

End circumcision.

 

“We are so glad to see you again,” Clarice said smugly.

 

“We are so excited,” Claire said.

 

“For the last time!” the demon lord snarled. “And I told you this over the phone! While I was getting coffee! And while you were waiting outside the restroom!”

 

“You should be glad we didn’t go in there!” Clarice balked.

 

“We gave you your privacy!” Clair said.

 

“Besides, the walls were thin so you can hear the wonders of the uncircumcised cock,” Claricie said.

 

“This is for issues that are on the schedule!” the demon lord screamed.

 

The two dark elves flashed her smug smiles, the demon lord looked at the paper and her eyes sunk into her head, then bursted out with anger.

 

In bold letters it read 5:30, HOOF’s Anti-Circumcision Presentation.

 

“WHO THE FUCK GAVE THEM TIME?!” roared the demon lord.

 

The council members looked at each other, shrugging, while the anubis fidgeted with her paws nervously.

 

The demon lord glared at her leaning in.

 

The anubis guiltily looked at her and whimpered. “Well…they do make a great argument….”

 

The demon lord sprung at her while the anubis scattered, across the table.

 

“Come back here!” yelled the demon lord as she chased after her. “Come here! I’m gonna kick your ass!”

 

The anubis ducked behind the rows of seats. “No! No!”

 

“I’m gonna kick it harder if you don’t get over here!”

 

She heard a gavel slam and saw the basilisk and the rest sitting down politely.

 

“With all due respect, my lord, these ladies did get their issue on the agenda, and they’ve blotted out quite a bit of time for this…”

 

“How long?” growled the demon lord.

 

“Two hours.”

 

She jerked her head towards the trembling anubis and pointed at her. “Put an item on the agenda: I’m going to kick Thoht’s ass!”

 

Thoht, the anubis, smiled nervously, knowing full well she was going to get her kermuphets. “All items..have…have to be put in a week before the meeting.”

 

The demon lord glared at her with unfettered rage, the growled under her breath. “I hope you like red and purple, because your ass and tits are going to be that shade when I’m done with you!”

 

The Anubis gulped. “Looking forward to it.”

 

“Excuse us!” balked the dark elves. “You are wasting valuable time for us to spread out knowledge!”

 

The demon lord grumbled and went back to her seat, with the trembling anubis trailing behind her.

 

They sat down and patiently waited for the dark elves, who were just giddy with excitement. They brought with them their male partners, two men who looked nervous about being here.

 

Clarice started. “Now, when we first invaded, we of course found men, glorious men, who naturally have what all mamanos want…”

 

“Penises,” Claire said. “Now even though I enjoy some pussy as much as the next girl, a penis always spices things up.”

 

Clarice nodded at her sister. “However, we discovered something  horrifying…”

 

Claire pulled down her husband’s pants revealing his uncircumcised cock. “My husband’s poor penis lost his foreskin!”

 

“So tragic!” sobbed Clarice.

 

Claire spun her husband around, showing it off to the crowd. “Look at it! It’s horrifying isn’t it! The mushroom head, while nice, is lacking the foreskin! Ripped away from him at a young age! Never to see the light of day every again! You look at it!”

 

“Hey,” her husband balked. “I thought you liked my cock.”

 

Claire gently stroked her husband’s face and whispered with concern into her husband ear. “I love you cock sweetie, especially when you paint my face with your seed and give me the honor of burying it inside of me, this is just theatrics right now…”

 

She licked his ear. “I promise to reward you tonight…”

 

“Uh, let the record show your husband is getting an erection,” the hakutaku said nervously.

 

The demon lord could see some of the mamanos were getting aroused, she could already see some of them gripping their husbands tighter.

 

“Now, this is what a penis should look like!” Clarice dropped her husbands trousers, revealing his uncircumcised cock to the crowd. “Behold! The how it is wrapped up like a corndog! A natural lubricant!”

 

While the men looked away, along with some mamanos, others were more intrigued by the display.

 

The dark elf saw she had the crowd in the palm of her hands and continued. “Now, the other important factor about the uncircumcised penis, is that there are more nerves in it! Why a man loses 10,000 to 20,000 nerves when he loses his foreskin!”

 

She grasped it firmly, but gently, her husband sweating and trying to keep his thoughts pure, but even he as getting a half chub.

 

“Are we not supposed to provide full pleasure to our husbands?!? How can we do that when they loose something critical!”

 

The demon lord could see some members of the crowd getting aroused. She looked to the back where the restrooms are to see a hellhound and amazon getting into a shoving match over the room, their husbands leaning up against the wall waiting to se who would win.

 

The Clarice confined. “Now, the other benefit is while it does need to be cleaned, it provides an amazing opportunity for handjobs!”

 

Claire added. “Which can lead to sex!”

 

“How much longer,” groaned the demon lord silently.

 

“About an hour and 45 minutes to go,” the basilisk whispered.

 

The demon lord slammed her gavel down, the dark elves spin around. “IF I PASS AN ANTI-CIRCUMCISION LAW WILL YOU SHUT UP?”

 

Clarice smiled. “Of course.”

 

“But I put a lot of work into my PowerPoint presentation!” balked Claire.

 

The demon lord ignored her and growled at her council. “All in agreement?”

 

They all said aye, and the motion passed. There would be no more circumcisions.

 

Claire frowned. “I put a lot of work in that PowerPoint presentation.”

 

Her sister comforted her. “Don’t be sad, be happy, for this is step one!”

 

The two grinned. Soon, mamanos would discover their men need to clean their wangs of some GMA, and with that it would cause enough commotion to where they want to ensure men keep them clean.

 

They would lobby again, successfully, to where they would finally have a day where mamanos can look at a penis, touch it, even jerk them and it be legal! And the men couldn’t do a thing about it.

 

Penis inspection day

 

Present day

 

“I don’t have time for this!” groaned Johnson to his boss, a sexy milf dark elf named Charlotte. “And why is Steve here?”

 

Steve was sitting next to her on a computer working on something, though his face was red and he was biting his lip hard.

 

“I have some problems with my computer, and he’s helping me,” she said, she looked at him smiling. “Have you found the problem yet?”

 

“Nuh-not yet,” he groaned. “Need…more…time!”

 

Johnson could see her left arm was on the desk, while the right one was concealed, though it was moving rapidly. He rolled his eyes.

 

Charlotte continued. “Now Johnson, my mom and aunt didn’t lobby all those years ago for nothing. Your penis is important! And all we want to do is to make sure it’s clean!”

 

“Yeah because mamanos don’t like a face full of smegma,” he thought.

 

He had heard that many times mamanos trying to claim a husband ended up gagging or keeping their distance if a man hadn’t washed his penis. They especially didn’t like it when they went in for a blowjob and got the taste of dick cheese.

 

“But I really am not in the mood,” he groaned. “I’m very tired.”

 

“It only take a few seconds, and if you keep it clean it’s over quickly,” Charlotte replied.

 

“But how come Steve doesn’t have to do this?”

 

“Because he is unfortunate to have been circumcised before the law was passed, such a tragedy,” she wept.

 

Steve started turning red as he gripped the sides of the desk so hard they turned white. He  panted. “I…think….I found…the….the…problem!”

 

Johnson could see her arm speeding up. She cooed. “You sure?”

 

He gagged. “Yes!”

 

In a quick motion she batted her pen. “One second, so clumsy.”

 

She ducked under the desk. Steve’s face contorted as a lewd slurping sound oozed from underneath. He fell forward, panting loudly in a failed attempt to mask the gagging and swallowing.

 

He looked up at Johnson, still upset, and grinned meekly. “It’s always a blast to find an error.”

 

After  sudden wet popping noise Charlotte appears wiping her mouth of some white substance she grinned and brought up a slice vanilla cake. “Sorry, couldn’t help myself, this stuff is my kryptonite, it’s for Steve, want some?”

 

Johnson shook his head and stormed out, muttering. “Let’s get this over with.”

 

But not before he heard Charlotte whisper to Steve loudly. “I also have some chocolate cake for you.”

 

****

He stormed down the hallway and entered one of the inspection rooms, in reality it was a supply room where they kept the paper, he angerly grunted. “Ok I don’t have much time, so let’s make this quick.”

 

A familiar voice full of lust replied. “I’ll work fast handsome.”

 

He jerked his head to see Tamatha standing there, grinning.

 

“What the hell?!?” he  balked. “You aren’t the official penis inspector!”

 

“Am to!” She said offended.

 

“No you aren’t! Your kind can’t be a penis inspector! You are too strong and get aggressive around sucks!  Look what happened to Milton and  Rachel!”

 

He heard a growl behind him and whirled to see an angry hellhound she pointed at him. “You…you….”

 

She then let out a wail and took off down the hall sobbing. “I went into heat!! It was an accident!!”

 

A short man Milton chased after her. “Honey! Wait, I know! The doctors said there was only minor crushing! And they gave me a incubus cock! Sweetie!”

 

Johnson cursed under his breath. “Definitely going to get a call from HR about this.”

 

“Well, I got news for you,” she said smugly. She pulled out a card. “I am an official penis inspector now!”

 

“No you ain’t!” Johnson whirled around but her tail wrapped around his legs dragging him back. He clawed at the ground trying to escape.

 

She hoisted him upside down, glaring at him. “Someone’s getting their penis inspected and it sure as shit isn’t me, now show me that johnson, Johnson!

 

He growled at her. “I should have known you would do this!”

 

She flipped him over and set him down in a chair and angrily replied. “I am a professional! Now you are wasting time!”

 

He looked at her paws, they were furry and buttermilk white with black claws on the ends. “I don’t trust those!”

 

Tamatha took a deep breath and calmly said. “Listen, whatever you think I want to do, I don’t, just let me see inspect it, and it’ll be done.”

 

Johnson scowled when he felt her paws softly stroking his face. They were really soft, like a fuffly pillow, and warm like a furry dogs belly.

 

“See, these aren’t so bad,” she purred.

 

Johnson felt his body slowly relaxing the more she stroked his cheek. His tension subsided slowly. “You promise you aren’t going to use any venom?”

 

“Yes,” she purred as she continued to stroke him.

 

He exhaled slowly and unbutton his pants. He pulled out his cock, soft and flaccid. She nodded her head. “Very nice.”

 

Slowly, she reach down with her paw and gently pet it. The soft warm feeling relaxed Johnson. He eased back in his seat letting her do her work.

 

“Don’t worry,” she purred. “Just a little stimulation, makes it a little easier.”

 

As she softly stroked him, he could feel it at half a chubb right now.

 

“There we go,” she purred sensually.

 

“Just, just, be careful,” he groaned.

 

He squeezed his own thigh like it was a stress ball, her soft paws sent shivers up his cock, like it was in an endless warm, soft pleasure.

 

He felt her gently peel back his foreskin, she commented. “Nice and clean so far, good work!”

 

She knelt down to observe further, slowly jerking the skin back and forth.

 

Johnson bit his hand to suppress a moan. “Huh-hey, take it easy!”

 

“Sorry, lightings a little bad, just checking underneath,” she said as she continued to tug gently.

 

Johnson exhaled between his gritted teeth. Her soft paws felt like velvet. His mind buzzed with pleasure as it egged him on for more. Feeling those soft paws glide down his cock was a sensation he did t want to go away.

 

The moment she reached the tip with those velvet paws,  his hips jolted forward involuntarily. He felt the tip poke her in the nose.

 

“Oh shit!” he recoiled away while Tamatha made an O face. “Fuck I’m sorry!”

 

“It’s fine,” she giggled. “Guess my paws were a little too  soft.”

 

He gulped and looked down, there it was, hard as steel, with a little bit of precum leaking out of the head.

 

He looked at her and saw her eyes glance back up at him. No doubt she was sneaking a peek, but she remained motionless like a statue.

 

As if she could read his mind, she said. “Like I said, I’m a professional.”

 

Johnson nodded, nervously he started to zip himself up. “Guess we should let someone else into the room.”

 

He halted when she replied. “Actually we are the last one.”

 

He looked at her, he could see her holding her tail nervously.

 

He looked at the door. “Last ones?”

 

She nodded yes.

 

His eyes fell towards her tailpussy, quivering with arousal. She leaned in a little to him, releasing one button from the top of her blouse.

 

She whispered sensually. “If you want…I could give you another once over.”

 

He looked down to see her tailpussy gently prodding the bulge in his pants.

 

He looked at her again as she unsnapped a second button, he could see those juicy tits just begging to be set free.

 

He smacked his lips. “No venom?”

 

“No venom.”

 

He lunged towards her lips, her tongue was already expecting him the moment they connected as it invaded his mouth. Her soft paws enclosed his head as he his hand sneaked under her shirt, giving her warm  tit a firm squeeze. He could feel the vibrations of a moan buzz his lips. She brought him in closer, mouthfucking him with intensity.

 

He felt her tailpussy snake down his underwear and felt the warm, soppy interior suckle the tip of his member.

 

A moan nearly slipped out, when she quickly buried him into her tit, stifling it. He latched onto it instantly, grunting as he gnawed on her nipple.

 

“Gotta keep you quiet, don’t want us getting in trouble,” she whispered.

 

Johnson didn’t care, her tit felt warm and milky, hot yet perfect to the touch.

 

Her tailpussy slowly enveloped his dick, he felt every little pulse and squish on his shaft as the warm moist interior cradled his dick in pleasure, each little pulse made him buck his hips demanding release. She knew what she was doing as she made sure to drag it sensually along the length, giving every little inch a wet moist massage

 

“Settle down there,” she grunted as she held him tighter.

 

Slowly her tail pumped his shaft, each pump breaking Johnson’s concentration on suckling her tits.

 

Normally if there was manticore venom, he would have orgasmed instantly, but without it, it would take a lot more work.

 

He panted as he bucked his hips, trying to get deeper into her warm moist tailpussy.

 

He felt her gently petting the back of his head. She cooed lasciviously into his ear “You’ve been so tense lately haven’t you.”

 

A stifled groan signaled a yes.

 

He could feel her tailpussy clamping down harder, the insides rotating intensely around his member as she dragged it down, letting each inch of his shaft be touched by her. She went faster and faster.

 

“Poor baby,” she whispered. “You just need to release.”

 

The pleasure intensified to where a sopping wet sound was heard as she continued to milk his dick, getting all the way down to the base of his shaft. Johnson brain was melting with pleasure as he let her take him in that tailpussy.

 

“Release,” she whispered sensually. “Let the tension go away.”

 

Johnson felt all the stress, tension, and annoyance go away as he came, her tailpussy sopped up his load, ensuring none splattered on his underwear or pants. He collapsed forward, panting into her breast. She held him tight with those soft paws.

 

“I’ll say you passed,” she whispered.

 

Johnson took a couple of seconds to compose himself, then the two left the room. Tamatha gave Johnson a shoulder to lean on.

 

“Was it that good?” she asked.

 

“Yeah..it’s been awhile,” he grunted.

 

Appearing right in front of them was their Human Resources, Debbie, an owl mage stood infront of them.

 

The two froze, did they know?

 

She then handed Johnson a slip of paper.

 

“What’s this?” he asked as he read it over. “What the….mamano sensitivity training?!?!”

 

“Yes, you said some comments that upset some mamanos, so I need you to come in for training and education about how bigger mamanos can also give out handjobs,” she replied.

 

She turned around and left a befuddled Johnson.

 

He sighed, great now that was going to be something on his mind all weekend. And he was looking forward for some relaxation.

 

He looked at Tamatha, who had a small smile pursed on her face.

 

He had an idea to get some more relaxation.

 

He grinned, “You like snickerdoodles?”

 

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