"You know about the biggest cock rule right?"

Blaze is grinning as she says it. Either she thinks she's being coy, or she really does love the look on Ansel's face right now. The way the pink-haired Cautus just knelt there, visibly shaking from anxiousness, acting as if he's never had a massive cock plopped right onto his head before. He's a medical intern at Rhodes Island - of course he's handled dicks prior.

"The one with the biggest cock tops!" Blaze concluded, smiling devilishly. As she spoke, she grabbed her own penis and slapped it against the top of Ansel's head, satisfied by the gentle whap sound that happened every time she did it.

Ansel gulped nervously. "O-Operator Blaze, I…" He trailed off, pushing his pointer fingers together. Even now, the medical intern was dressed in his standard work attire. Blaze took a moment to admire his outfit, since she was going to be tearing him out of it pretty soon. She wanted a good look at those curves of his - the curves that the other futanari on-board the landship loved waxing poetic about.

"What's wrong, sweetie? Use your words," Blaze taunted, feeling a shudder run through her as she considered all of the things she was going to do to this boy.

And oh, how she loved bunnies.

"Unless you want to use your mouth for something more important. Elite Operator stress relief, am I right?" She winked knowingly, continuing to flop her burgeoning cock onto the bunny boy's fuzzy head. She bit her lip as she did so - it felt good - and she could feel her cock grow bigger and stronger the more she dangled this carrot right above Ansel's cute face.

"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Ansel frowned. His body language screamed that he really wanted to, but perhaps he was worried about something else. "Someone could come in at any moment…"

"That's part of what makes it so fun!" Blaze grinned. "And besides… the elite operator treatment rules are bunk anyway. It's much more fun to have sex with a cute boy than it is to masturbate. Am I wrong?"

Ansel was about to protest, but Blaze held up a hand to stop him. "Ah-ah-ah. Hush. Be a good boy and open up for me, sweetie."

Ansel pouted cutely, but ultimately followed the direction given to him. It would be unwise to go against someone like Blaze, after all. Not only was she technically one of his superiors on account of her status aboard the landship… but it was plain as day that she was physically bigger and stronger than him. Ansel oftentimes found himself fantasizing about the Feline operator, and had once been fortunate enough to catch her working out at the Rhodes Island gymnasium. It took a lot to draw a crowd at a gym aboard the ship, but Blaze managed to do just that. Whether passersby were marveling at the woman's toned, athletic body, or reveling at the utter display of strength and stamina she showed off, one thing was certain: Blaze was always a sight to behold. Gorgeous, confident, playful… and she had a massive cock.

What more could you want in a woman?

With this in mind, the feminine bunny boy parted his lips and closed his eyes, leaning forward to press his mouth against Blaze's rod. The Feline sighed gently as soon as she felt Ansel's soft, dicksucking lips on the tip of her massive shaft; a ripple of pleasure that started from the tip of her dick and spread out through her towering frame.

She was already taller than Ansel, of course. But now that the boy was on his knees to service her, she was like a colossus. Blaze relished Ansel's body. A thin, frail little bunny boy.

She was going to have so much fun breaking him.

"You've sucked dicks before, haven't you?" Blaze asked him, smiling at the idea of Ansel in a group of well-meaning, pleasure-seeking operators. A perfect fit, she'd say.

Ansel nodded shyly, before welcoming Blaze's cock past his lips and onto his tongue, moaning at the sensation of Blaze's hot cock between his pouty lips. This felt just a bit different from the other dicks he's sucked, and it hadn't even been ten seconds. Something about Blaze's length was just so… enticing. It was hot - almost concerningly so - which made sense given the operator's proclivity for flame. If this were a standard medical checkup, Ansel might give pause and do a bit of questioning.

But this was far from a medical checkup. It was closer to Rhodes Island's famous Penis Inspection Day. Although even now, Ansel did still have his medical gloves on. Hygienic to a fault, it seemed.

"Phew… yeah, there we go…" Blaze purred gently. "Such a nice mouth… I've wanted to do this for such a long time," she claimed.

Ansel shuddered joyously. He felt good, and he liked making his patients feel good. With this in mind, he proceeded to give the Top Operator a proper blow job. Working up a fine rhythm, Ansel started bobbing his head back and forth, in and out, to and fro… gulping down the Feline's massive length, taking it down just halfway before he started gagging. For a moment, he felt like he had a tongue depressor on his, well, tongue. Those wooden popsicle stick-like strips a physician might use to check down a patient's throat.

"Your mouth feels so cool… temperature-wise," she clarified. And it was true. Compared to the stark heat that radiated from Blaze's cock - and her body in general - Ansel's mouth was like a fridge. It enticed Blaze - she wanted to facefuck the living daylights out of this boy, but she'd hold off on doing that just a little longer. She wanted Ansel to work up the pace.

And he did exactly that. With vim and vigor, Ansel started throating Blaze's cock, gulping and sucking noisily as he knelt there in the medical room - a gesture that was becoming all-too common for him, let alone the other medical interns. Do no harm, and ensure patients feel good, and all that. He made sure to follow Hibiscus's advice every time: watch the teeth, don't tug so hard on the balls (unless they really ask for it), and have fun!

He was having fun right now. Blaze was a remarkable woman. She practically emanated a powerful mixture of masculinity and femininity. Her breasts were large, and her hips were wide, and her thighs were thick with two C's. Yet here was Ansel, gobbling down Blaze's gargantuan penis like it was the best-tasting salami in town. (And it was.)

Her muscles tensed as Ansel kept up his work, reminding Ansel of his own inferiority. She was so, so much more powerful than him. If she wanted to, she could definitely have her way with him. Pick him up and crack his entire body like a glow stick. But she didn't. She doesn't. She walks around with an air of confidence, and it's a well-deserved confidence that humbles Ansel. In spite of everything she could do to get what she wants, and in spite of her raw power, she stands in front of Ansel and lets him pleasure her with his body. He makes himself useful for her. And he loves being so useful.

Before he knew it, Ansel felt Blaze's hand on his head, and raking her fingers through his hair, guiding him deeper, deeper down on her cock. His gagging persists, and he gets a little bit further each time, but for now, Blaze cherishes those gagging sounds, and those slurping noises. They fuel her to keep going. To keep using Ansel for his best purpose.

"Oh fuck yes," Blaze cursed, chuckling lowly. "You're such a good boy, Ansel…"

Ansel whimpered at the sound of that. At being a good boy. Something in his eyes flickers, and Blaze makes a note of that.

"You like that?" She coos. "You like being called a good boy, Ansel, sweetie?"

"Mhm…~" Ansel nods his head, despite his mouth being so full of meat. He nods and he means it, feeling Blaze's dick twitch against his exploring tongue. He can taste her precum, the translucent fluid that leaks from her tip, and he gobbles it down hungrily, already developing a taste for Feline spunk.

"Awwww, you're so cute! Ooooh shit…" Blaze pats Ansel's head sweetly, guiding her cock in and out of his mouth and scratching his ears at the same time. "You're a good boy, Ansel. My good boy. You want that?" She teased.

"Mhm!" Ansel nodded again, feeling his cock twitch in his own panties, while his pants remained around his ankles. He was smaller than her - no surprise there - and Ansel might have been ashamed of this if his other features weren't complimented on the daily. Someone's always making a comment about his butt, or his hips, or his overall frame. One woman even claimed she would even feminize Ansel - put him in a skirt, with stockings, and all that.

He masturbated to the idea. Soon, he would take the next step, and really doll himself up. But for now… he was going to focus on soothing his needy patients.

"Good little boy," Blaze teased, watching Ansel lean into her touch as she patted his head, or caressed his cheek, just loving on him. "Fuck, I think I'm close already…!"

Ansel's eyes widened at the sound of that. He doubled his efforts, stroking what he couldn't fit into his mouth with his dainty little fingers, running his hand up and down the amazon Feline's rock-hard throbbing cock. It seemed to get just a little bit hotter, each passing minute… but Ansel held firm that all would be fine, while he ran his tongue along the woman's dick, treating her to a barrage of smooches. He dragged his tongue along the veins of Blaze's cock, feeling it jump slightly from his ministrations.

He reached down and gently caressed Blaze's balls with his soft hand, juggling them just like Hibiscus taught him. He wondered if the little Sarkaz slut was in the next room right now, doing something like this to one of her own patients…

And while he wondered this, Blaze's groans of pleasure filled his ears. The bigger woman's sounds of relief echoed through the room; she was slowly losing control.

Ansel prodded the tip of her dick with his tongue, lapping up the precum that drooled out from her glans. Then, carefully, Ansel slid the tip of his tongue into Blaze's foreskin, cleaning her out with remarkable diligence.

All this time, Blaze's musk - the aroma of sweat and her nether regions - filled the medical room as well as Ansel's nostrils. It was a thick, hot, heady smell - one that Ansel was afraid he would soon grow addicted to.

It's so hot in here…

Ansel's little dick twitched with utter delight. Droplets of precum stained the inside of his panties. He was getting turned on just from Blaze's musk - just from her smelly cock. Her thick, heavy, massive member, pulsating right in front of him. The head of her dick was red, and swollen - so angry-looking. Ansel had to soothe this beast. He must .

I'm going to lose my mind…

That smell was making him drunk. Fortunately, the aroma wasn't going to leave this room anytime soon, and it certainly wasn't going to leave Ansel as soon as Blaze reaches her…

"C-CUMMING!" Blaze warned him suddenly. "OH, SWEETIE~!"

Ansel wrapped his lips tightly around Blaze's hot and throbbing cock. He could feel her length swell between his teeth, and he made sure to keep his maw open nice and wide!

Then…

"NGH! NNGH! OH, FUCK! AH~!"

With every exclamation, Blaze blasted a hot and viscous string of spunk straight into Ansel's mouth. Every time a spurt blew from the tip of her swollen dick, she would swell up ever so slightly, bursting like a shotgun as she walloped the inside of the sweet bunny boy's mouth with sticky, gooey strings of semen.

"HAH! YEAH~! TAKE IT, YOU LITTLE…!"

Blaze didn't stop cumming. Ansel swallowed down as much as he could, as quickly as he could, in spite of this. He could feel her splatter that wet heat all over the inside of his mouth, staining his gums and back teeth, his tongue and all the spaces in between. The heat grew stronger. The smell grew more powerful. It wasn't coming out!

Ansel gulp-gulp-gulped to the best of his ability, holding onto Blaze's legs while she unloaded a torrent down his throat, flooding his stomach with full-auto spurts of jizz.

Blaze's tail waved around happily as she rode the waves of her orgasm, holding Ansel's ears with utter domination as she painted his throat with her seed. She groaned loudly, knees buckling slightly while she used the boy's mouth like a cum receptacle.

Ansel's eyes were watering… this sudden and intense heat, it felt as though he was going to melt! He dared to open his mouth as he couldn't keep up, and Ansel found himself burping up cum, which oozed out of his mouth, and down his lips and chin, staining the floor between them.

And Blaze still wasn't done.

"Fuck! I'm sorry, I'm sorry~!" She moaned, grabbing her own cock and stroking the living daylights out of it, watching helplessly as Ansel received headshot after headshot of her monstrous cock's load. The cum was so hot, it was steaming . Even as Ansel opened his mouth to catch his breath, and the smelly spunk dripped out of his mouth and down his poor medical uniform, it almost looked like the boy was smoking - the cum in his mouth was steaming, and it wafted from his lips as he just knelt there, getting his spa treatment.

The gooey cum ran down the front of his body in rivulets. Caught up in the moment, Ansel hiked up his suit and exposed his bare chest, and his perky pink nipples - his flat tummy, and creamy hips. Blaze grunted and panted desperately as she pumped her colossal cock, splattering another few sticky shots of jism along the bunny boy's torso - his smooth pecs, and his gorgeous navel. This, too, was steaming hot. He wasn't burning , but remarkably, all the cum that covered Ansel in this moment was hot enough to steam up and roil off of him, leaving him looking less like a medical intern and more like a 10 LMD whore.

At long last, Blaze stopped cumming. The last few spurts of cum shot out from her cock, weakly, right in front of Ansel's face. He hadn't said a word since his marshmallow shower began, he just knelt there on the wet and sticky floor, like a stunned bun.

"Oh, holy cow… for fuck's sake, I…" Blaze winced at the sight before her, though she couldn't help but moan with intense pleasure even now. She hadn't cum this much in a long time - not since she slept in the same room as Gravel for a specific recon operation.

"Ahh, Ansel, baby, I'm sorry! Good Lord, you look…!" She didn't know what to say. She just watched the scene before her with rapt attention. Ansel finally looked down at himself, no longer stunned as he was before, and he visibly shuddered with pleasure as he regarded himself as a cheap, used toy.

He was… happy.

Ansel licked his lips, first and foremost, before he started sucking on his fingers to clean them too. If he kept this up, it would take forever to make a dent in the filth that Blaze had only just showered upon him. He was still steaming, slightly, and he opened his mouth to make a show of it.

"I wanted to swallow all of it," he lamented, quietly.

"Sweetie, I'm pretty sure not even Kal'tsit could swallow that much cum," Blaze remarked, "and she's been in an Iberian prison!"

Ansel quite frankly didn't know what the hell Blaze was talking about. What he did know is that he needed a shower. A real shower with real water. In the meantime, though…

"E-Elite Operator Blaze," he stammered, looking at the absolute mess of jizz all around him, and on him, "d-do you feel… better?"

"Are you kidding?" Blaze scoffed. "Of course I feel better! I can think more clearly, and I feel faster, and I…!" She shook her head. "You were absolutely amazing, sweetie. Thank you. I knew I was right to come to you."

"And all over me," he joked quietly. "Your cum is… hot. It's almost boiling hot… it doesn't hurt, but… wow, the room is steaming," he remarked. Even now, the puddles of semen around him had steam wafting up from them, just like on his skin. It felt surprisingly soothing. Relaxing. Like he could bathe in the stuff, if he got enough of it, and it would suffice as some kind of genuine spa treatment.

"That tends to happen when I… make a mess," Blaze confessed. "I think it's because of my Arts. What can I say?" She smiled proudly. "Infected girls do it better. Phew…"

Blaze grabbed her now-flaccid, rubbery cock, giving it a little shake. Ansel immediately took that as an invitation: he swooped in suddenly, wrapping his soft, cocksucking lips around Blaze's spent dick.

"Whoa!" Blaze moaned, and her eyes widened in surprise. "H-hey, sweetie, chill! I'm on cooldown over here!"

Ansel hummed happily, gulping down the cum residue that had clung to the tip of Blaze's cock after her orgasm. When he pulled his lips off of the tip of Blaze's cock, he gave it a charming little kiss, his fluffball of a tail shaking excitedly.

"Hot, steamy semen," he remarked, as if to himself, "we'll have to run some more tests, Blaze… I hope you don't mind if you come back as early as tomorrow? Or… tonight?" He popped a cum-covered finger into his mouth, smiling up at the Feline amazon standing in front of him.

"Ohohoho! Look at you, suddenly confident." Blaze patted Ansel on the head, her fingers getting even stickier for having done so. He really did look like a used rag. Like a whole gangbang had taken place in here, and he'd been bukakke'd. Blaze thought it made him look extra cute when he was covered in all her futa cum like that. "It's a date, sweetie~"

"Wonderful. Thank you." He bowed his head appreciatively. "Now, um… could you get Hibiscus in here? I may need some help cleaning up…"