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Sometimes, even those of us who carry the widest of smiles through life can be beaten down, and forced into the deepest of depressions.

Tattered, loose jeans, a comfortable but entirely dirty white t-shirt and a sport coat that was well past its prime were the choice of attire for such a man, a kindly kangaroo by the name of Jeeves. Life was doing everything it could to keep him down, and though he'd offer a kind smile to his friends when they passed him by, it was a struggle, every inch of the way.

They say that if you find yourself lost in the darkness, you should simply keep walking; there will be a light at the end of the tunnel, somewhere. Jeeves had no idea that the end of his tunnel was less than metaphorical, and until he felt a gentle tug upon his wrist, he didn't even realize that he was walking right past it.

"S-sir, excuse me, sir! You must not have heard my generous offer!"

Jeeves blinked his eyes soft, calm blue eyes open for a second and noticed a small, dainty pair of paws tugging at the sleeve of his coat. He'd been taking a casual stroll through downtown, hoping that a walk around the city would clear his mind. In fact, he'd become so lost in his thoughts that it took a physical tug on his arm to bring him back into focus.

"I'm terribly sorry, Miss. I'm afraid I didn't catch a word of it," he admitted, before lifting one of the long, two-toned ears of tan and rich brown that poked from locks of milk chocolate headfur. "What were you trying to sell me?"

Not wanting to show off his frown, but not wanting to be rude anymore than that, Jeeves slowly turned his gaze down to a short, pleasantly plump squirrel. She didn't have excess weight, necessarily, but her curves were full to bursting, with breasts as wide and round as her body could handle while still keeping proportion, and hips that might kill a man if they landed on him too many times...but that man would certainly die happy. Over a coat of vibrant, red fur, she wore only a pair of slim, flesh-grabbing yoga pants and a tank top that allowed plenty of her cleavage to escape. Both articles of clothing were as black as the clouds that had rained over Jeeves in the recent months, but the bright and friendly smile that beamed from her face overwhelmed any thoughts of despair that Jeeves could muster.

"You? I don't want to sell you anything!" the giggly, almost bubbly squirrel replied. "You look like you're having the day from hell and beyond...I'd just like to treat you to a free massage, and if you like it, I want you to tell all of your friends! Word of mouth advertising is the best thing for a new business, after all!"

There was an honesty in the bright, ocean blue orbs that were her eyes, and a such a kindness to her smile that Jeeves couldn't help feeling infected by it. His own lips refused to turn up into a smirk just yet, but he at least looked up and over the head of the giddy squirrel to see the name of her business. "Hmm...Suvel Salon. Never heard of it."

"Exactly! We really need a lot more advertising, but we're just starting out and we can't really...y'know. Afford it. Please, sir! It'll only take a moment, and I promise it'll brighten up your day!"

Suvel...where have I heard that name before? Jeeves pondered, as his gaze turned back down to the rather stout squirrel. She was nearly bouncing on her bare footpaws, and the long, smooth curl of her tail swayed back and forth with excitement that someone would even consider coming inside. It was all a little too strange for his tastes, and though he didn't have anywhere to be that day, he didn't want to pass his poor mood onto others.

With a low, long sigh, Jeeves shook his head. "I'm sorry, Miss Suvel. I'm not sure your massage has what it takes to turn my day around."

Jeeves turned away again and started walking down the sidewalk, not even waiting for a response. He expected some sort of pleading from the young, bubbly squirrel, or perhaps a groan of disappointment.

He never expected her to grab him by the end of the tail and start tugging him back toward the store. His eyes were on his cell phone in an instant, and at first, he didn't actually notice that he wasn't going anywhere, until he felt a tension on the dark brown tip of the long, hefty appendage. Within seconds, he went from walking in place to actually walking backwards, and the moment he looked up from his cell phone, his head whirled around.

The little squirrel was actually pulling him inside...and she didn't even look like she was trying.

"I'm sorry, Miss, but I don't think you heard me when I said I wasn't interested!" Jeeves yelled back at her, as he tried to shoot a painful glare her way...and she simply kept pulling and smiling up at him.

Another employee opened the door for the diminutive, and yet, intensely strong squirrel, as Jeeves found himself struggling to escape her grasp, all to no avail. "Believe me, I heard you, mister...but if I've seen one sad sack who needed a helping hand, I've seen 'em all, and you are definitely in need of one of our world famous massage treatments!"

Jeeves was still in disbelief that such a small creature could pull him away; she was just barely over half of his height, and though her frame was filled out, she didn't look nearly strong enough to be doing what she was. With an exasperated groan, Jeeves flattened his ears and stopped struggling against her, allowing her to pull him into the store rather easily.

"You...you really are that desperate for customers, aren't you?" Jeeves asked, as the front door of the business closed in front of him, and all around, there were seats for different hair and nail treatments, a couple of small, soaking tubs for footpaws, and a number of other supplies for a beautician...but there was only one employee other than the squirrel to be found, and literally not a single customer. The only other body was the squirrel's co-worker, a tall, lean vixen with blazing fur of fiery red, and a pair of sharp, deadly eyes, like beautiful daggers of precious jade. She wore little more than a slinky, form-fitting black dress and a choker of leather around the slim lines of her neck. Her eyes followed Jeeves every step of the way as the squirrel continued to tug him through the shop, leaving him to wonder what her plan really was.

"Desperate for customers? No...we just haven't opened to the public yet!" the squirrel explained, with a giggle after her statement that was nearly a trademark at this point. "I've merely been keeping an eye out for young men and women like yourself who look a little downtrodden...if our business can cheer people up, they'll be that much more likely to tell people to come and pay us a visit when we open next week!"

The whole business model felt flimsy and strange to Jeeves, in a strong contrast to the powerful paws that yanked him all the way through the shop, and to a small doorway at the back end. "With a grip like that, I think you might be just a little too rough for me," he suggested, doing his best to manage a polite smile and a nervous chuckle.

It did nothing to dissuade the squirrel, and she didn't even reply, until Jeeves was through the doorway, and finally, he felt the pressure eased off of his tail. The entire shop was slightly dim to begin with, but the room he now stood in was truly dark, with only a few LED candles in the corners to create a proper mood. "If a woman is to succeed in this world, she needs to learn how to fend for herself," the squirrel suggested. "That means being able to put a man on his ass when he gets a little too comfortable with you...and being able to get a man off of his ass when he needs a little help. For the moment, why don't you put your ass in this chair, and I'll get started, hm?"

In the center of the poorly lit room was a thick, full leather chair of black, with a slightly shortened back so that a masseuse would have better access to the back and shoulders. Even now, Jeeves felt a little nervous, thinking that this whole set up was beyond suspicious, but it was clear that if he ran, the squirrel could rope him back in...and she truly seemed too kind to be dangerous. While that might not have been the whole truth of the matter, he decided it would be best to simply get the moment over with and carry on with his day, and with a quiet sigh, he shrugged the coat off of his shoulders and took a seat upon the plush cushions of the chair.

With no effort whatsoever, he sunk right in, and immediately started to feel better.

"Much better, isn't it...?" the squirrel asked, as she procured a small stool, took the coat from Jeeves, and hung it on the wall. She used the same stool to stand up behind his back, making sure that she would have a full reach of his shoulders. "My name is Valerie, by the way...and that was my sister, Maria, out in the lobby. We're the Suvel Sisters, and...let's just say we're trying to transition to a more...more comfortable business for ourselves."

Jeeves was truly shocked at just how comfortable the chair was, and the surprising sensations were endless from there, as the same paws that were too strong to be real now danced upon his tight, tense shoulders like a pair of feathers, doing more tickling upon his flesh than actual massaging. "Nice to meet you, Valerie. T-that's...that's interesting," Jeeves muttered, his voice stammering just the slightest bit from such a delicate, and truly enjoyable touch. "What did the two of you do before this?"

Valerie giggled in what was perhaps her first forced laughter of the afternoon. "Don't you worry about that, mister. Just tell me your name, and do your best to relax...if your shoulders were any harder, they could cut diamonds!"

It took a couple of moments for Jeeves' body to finally stop fighting the skillful ministrations of Valerie's tiny, delicate paws, but the further he slumped into the chair, the more his shoulders softened. He could feel them transitioning quickly from rocks that carried the burden of his stress to mere pools of flesh, and Valerie's paws swam through them in perfectly skillful patterns, sorting away what little tension tried to remain. "Jeeves...it's J-Jeeves," he tried to reply, but in all of his life, he'd never experienced such a massage, and certainly not from such a skillful, gorgeous young squirrel. He tilted his head back just slightly as his body relaxed and he looked up, watching as the soft pink locks of Valerie's headfur, long and wild as it was, dangled down over his ears and tickled them, all while his shoulders turned to mush.

"Feels like I might be working through a few years of stress!" Valerie teased her reluctant client, though that reluctance was all but faded away as the pair of tiny, fluffy paws made their way to the nap of Jeeves' neck. He never knew how much tension he actually carried in that spot until Valerie moved her thumbs in slow, gentle circles upon it, literally working the stress right out of his body and leaving him with only one problem: the struggle he faced against letting out a subtle moan.

With such a relaxing touch upon his body, it was a struggle he quickly lost. "Mnnn..." he groaned, the sound of quiet pleasure escaping his lips and bringing a wider, but certainly naughtier smile to Valerie's lips, as she looked down over the slumping kangaroo. "Th-that's...that's really good..."

Valerie couldn't help a grin at the compliment. "Like I said, we're world famous, Jeeves...and we haven't even gotten to the best part, yet. Close your eyes for a moment...it'll allow your body to more fully appreciate the sensations."

Already, Jeeves could feel his bangs falling carelessly into his vision, and closing his eyes almost came naturally with it. Eyelids sealed over calm pools of blue, and though it might have been his imagination, Jeeves was sure that he felt something tickling down the back of his ear, like the teasing kiss of the wind from Mother Nature herself. A shudder ran through the whole of his body as he finally slumped far enough into the chair for Valerie to press a small button, and though it paled in comparison to her skills, a small set of rubber nubs within the chair came forward and continued the massage for her. Given her small size, it was easy for her to move around without being detected...but it was hard for her to cover up the sound of her paws unbuckling the belt of his jeans, or pulling the zipper down, as well.

One eye popped open immediately, going wide and glancing down at the playful squirrel. Without hesitating, Valerie smiled up at Jeeves and continued doing away with his jeans, using a very slow and measured tug to pull them away; she didn't want to have any sudden movements, or to jerk the kangaroo out of his relaxation.

"Valerie...w-what...what are you doing, exactly?"

"This is that best part I was talking about! I don't offer this to all of my customers, but...I've never seen a roo naked before, and I've always wondered about what your junk looks like, so..."

Jeeves tried to stand up out of the chair, shocked beyond reason that this was about to happen. Something about this simply had to be illegal, and he wanted no part of it.

Not until he felt those same skillful, dexterous paws gripping at the base of his shaft and massaging it in a way that no one else ever had before. His knees buckled in an instant, he fell back against the chair, and just with one touch, it seemed that Valerie was in total control of his body.

Wooooow, she's good...she's really good, Jeeves thought, as his eyes winced shut from a painfully, teasingly slow stroke up the shaft of his member.

"And that, Jeeves, is what years of practice in my industry can do for you," Valerie told him, as her giggle quickly shifted tone from the playful and silly feel that it had before, to something that was just short of being pornographic. "I'd happily put a 'one-touch guarantee' on our front window display, but I think the authorities might figure out what we were doing back here...and we don't want to get caught, do we...?"

"If you kept a little quieter, maybe you wouldn't have gotten caught, Valerie!"

Jeeves blinked back into reality and whirled his head around for a moment. The tall, slender vixen that was Maria Suvel was standing right in the doorway to the darkened room, tapping her footpaw expectantly and glaring down at her sister. Shame washed over Jeeves as he tried to slump further into the chair, pushing his length further into Valerie's paws, and assuring her guilt.

Valerie, however, didn't look at all embarrassed...she merely pouted at her sister and flattened her ears. "Awwww, come on, sis! This guy has been having a really rough day, you can tell just by looking at him!"

Little more than a day, but I appreciate your concern, Jeeves thought. Of course, Maria hadn't taken that close of a look at him until right then, and seeing him relaxed, with a small squirrel about to suck him off, he didn't look like he was doing so bad. "Seems to me that this is another job well done, Valerie. He doesn't look even half as gloomy as he did when you let him in here...shouldn't we be sending him on his way?"

"But he's not done!"

"No, you're not done," Maria pointed out. "You said it yourself that you want to see what his junk looked like, and now, you're going to taste it...is that right?"

Valerie nodded meekly. Jeeves didn't utter another word, but he couldn't help thinking that this was one of the most unusual sister dynamics he'd ever seen, and it didn't help that they weren't even the same species.

"Hmmm...well, if I made you swallow his load, I have a feeling he would give our place a better review, so...I guess you're in luck, roo boy," Maria said, addressing Jeeves and coming to stand behind him. She kicked the stool out of the way and set her paws upon his shoulders, replacing the unworthy machine and taking her turn to feel just how tense the kangaroo really was. "We can count on you for a five star review...can't we, mister?"

"I-it's Jeeves," he replied, and though some men might have a moral dilemma about being bribed into a good review...he was literally seeing their skills put to the test. It couldn't be that wrong to assure them of a good review of their business. "And you can c-count on that..."

Jeeves could hardly get through a sentence without gasping. Hearing his approval, Valerie brightened up like the flash of the morning sun coming over the horizon, and without a thought, she opened her muzzle wide and gorged herself on Jeeves' cock, taking the tip into her maw and dipping further onto it, wanting to feel the first few inches on her tongue. Immediately, Jeeves stiffened up in his chair...but Maria simply wouldn't allow him to, as her paws moved playfully along his upper back, forcing his body to embrace every sensation of the blowjob.

"You've never had oral sex with a woman behind you, have you?" Maria asked, using a voice that was trained for exactly this occasion. Her words were lace and cream over Jeeves' ears, and the combination of each made his whole body feel as though it was melting as Valerie continued to bob her head further down on his manhood. "It's only natural for the body to tense when you're being pleasured, but if there's another woman there to prevent this natural reaction...there's nothing to stop the pleasure from building up as fast as it's meant to."

Merely thinking back to the times he'd pleasured himself, Jeeves realized how true it was that there were usually a couple of small spikes of pleasure, followed by periods of low downtime, en route to a proper orgasm. With Maria behind him to massage that natural tension right out of him, he never felt his pleasure dipping into a valley...it only started from the base and continued to rise, while Valerie did the opposite, lowering her head from the tip to the base. She was glaring at Maria, knowing that their time together would be cut short, denying her the chance to truly enjoy the moment...Valerie truly wanted to appreciate every aspect of Jeeves, from the very tip of his length, drooling precum into her throat, down across the thick veins that bulged from it, right to the very base...instead, she could only bob her head rapidly, deep-throating the kangaroo with a level of skill that was greater than anything Jeeves could imagine.

Right when he expected to feel a valley of lower pleasure, it spiked instead, and Valerie gripped his sack carefully in her paws, knowing just the right way to manipulate each of the soft, swollen orbs within to drain them dry. "That's it...you wouldn't keep a cum-thirsty little squirrel like my sister waiting, would you? I can feel your body fighting it...I can tell you're struggling..." Maria teased, encouraging Jeeves to go with the signals of his body. There was a hint of shame in being brought to orgasm so quickly, but it was being washed over time and time again by the wet, sloppy trails of saliva that drooled from the underside of his shaft, as Valerie worked the tight, warm confines of her maw over his pulsing cock.

She could feel that thick, long vein on the underside bulging at her taste buds, and as Jeeves threw his head back and cried out in delight, a rush of thick, creamy cum spilled into her muzzle and right down the slick walls of her throat, coating her flesh in an instant. "D-damn, Valerie...Maria...you two a-are too much...t-this is amazing!" he yelled up to the ceiling, as if the high heavens were right there above his head, waiting for him. Maria couldn't contain a quiet giggle as Valerie's eyes went wide and her cheeks bulged as she tried to contain the impressive yield, having trouble swallowing fast enough to keep it all down. "V-Valerie, oh...oh my goodness! Yes! I'm cumming!"

Struggling as hard as she was, there was no doubt that Valerie was smiling around her impressive mouthful, and even as the violent bursts faded into a slow, gentle ooze, she refused to allow his cock any freedom until she gripped it by the base and put her head underneath of it, allowing the last few drops to drip down upon the pink flesh of her tongue like a leaking faucet. She was grinning wide with delight as she looked up at Jeeves, seeing how brightly his cheeks were flushed, and how rapidly his chest rose and fell from such an intense climax. Though it was a subtle touch, Maria was gently stroking one of his cheeks and draping a hand over the smooth, flat muscles of his chest, wishing that she could reach far enough to feel the last pulses of his deflating member.

"Mnnh...ulp...ulp... ahhh! That was exactly what I needed to get through the day!" Valerie happily declared, as she made sure Jeeves heard her last few loud, powerful swallows of his seed. "And it looks to me like you're in much better spirits than when you first came in!"

Jeeves was just starting to catch his breath when Valerie stood up in front of him. There were dizzying scents of womanly arousal floating throughout the tiny room, and in the back of his mind, the kangaroo was still just slightly worried that he might not escape the salon alive...or at least, without some serious rug-burn.

The calming, comforting, and sensual voice of Maria put all of those fears to bed. "It's a shame that my sister had to suck you dry...I would have loved to let you spear me on that monster," she admitted, letting her lips caress over the inside of his ear with a touch so light, it could have been ethereal. "Perhaps, if you're willing to be a repeat customer, we'll see if you can handle both of us, next time."

When the erotic adventure started, Jeeves didn't think there was going to be a next time, but with just one glance at Valerie, bouncing up and down with excitement, he could see that she was just as eager as her vixen sister wrangle the lucky kangaroo into a threesome.

"...Will that be free of charge, as well?"

Maria poked her chin in thought, allowing her claws to playfully scratch against Jeeves' chest, right through his shirt. "Hmm...if you give us that five-star review on our website, you've got yourself a deal."

Jeeves couldn't keep a happy grin from his face. "Consider it done, then."

Valerie leapt for the ceiling and cheered, her breasts heaving as she jumped through the air. "Another satisfied customer down!" she chanted, unable to contain her excitement as she ran through the shop. Maria was quite a bit more reserved, and simply helped Jeeves out of the chair; his body was so relaxed, walking was almost a struggle, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel like an entirely new person.

"You'll have to excuse me sister. I'm afraid she's the silly one, which leaves me to be all business," Maria explained. "But I will be keeping an eye out for that review...and I hope you'll put every bit as much effort into it as we put into you. We're not the kind of girls you'd want to disappoint, Jeeves."

The way Maria sharpened her eyes at the revitalized roo, he could almost feel the blade of a knife against his throat, though Maria held no weapon. "D-duly noted," he replied, trying to hide his nerves, but nothing could break the mold of his smile. "I'll do it first thing when I get home," he offered, as he walked out the front door, leaving Maria to try and contain her sister. "I promise!"

The Suvel Sisters were waving at Jeeves as he stepped back into the streets and made his way down the sidewalk, and as he looked up to the heavens, once blocked by a wall of dark, disparaging clouds, he couldn't help chuckling as golden rays of comfort rained down upon him from a bright blue sky.

"Well, I'll be damned," he murmured under his breath. "That little squirrel really brightened up my day after all."