You wake up, brush your teeth, get dressed, and prepare to start your day as the mayor of a small town. You walk to the small town hall and climb the stairs to the entrance. You walk down the hallway to your office and bump into an open door. You look up and see Isabelle, your secretary and assistant, standing in front of you. Her golden fur is slightly shiny and flowing. Her kind and cheerful brown eyes are fixed on you. Her gigantic breasts are almost twice the size of your own head, and she's wearing Isabelle's white shirt and green vest. "Oh, good morning, Mayor! I'm sorry, I didn't notice you!" she says with a chuckle. "Let's go, we have a lot of work to do!" You walk down the hall to your office together, Isabelle's giant ass swaying under her tight blue skirt. You've never seen an ass this big, it's almost three times the size of Isabelle's head. It's so huge that Isabelle has smashed six chairs into splinters in the past week. "Hey, Mayor? Are you listening to me?" Your assistant's voice interrupts your thoughts. "I'm glad you like the new skirt, but you should probably watch where you're going before you walk into another door!"

"Oh, don't be such a flatterer!" Isabelle giggles, her cheeks turning red. "But I do have to say, you're the only one who ever compliments me like that...it's kind of refreshing." She wiggles her tail as your hand runs across it, eliciting another soft squeak from her. "Now, let's focus on the day's work. There are several important meetings and decisions to be made."

"I-is that really necessary right now? We're in the muni..." she stammers, trying to keep her composure but failing as a pink blush creeps up her neck and ears. "I mean, it feels nice and all...but...ugh!" She sighs and leans into your touch, obviously conflicted between professionalism and desire. "Fine, let's go somewhere more private..."

With a giggle, she replies, "Well, I...um...I've had to modify my movements over time, I guess." She blushes and looks away shyly, biting her lower lip as she wiggles her backside on the table. "It does get heavy sometimes. I think it has something to do with all these hormones..."

"Aaah! Yes...that feels nice," she moans softly as your hands explore her ample behind through the thin fabric of her skirt. Her tail wags back and forth, hitting the table with a loud slap, leaving panty shots visible beneath it. "I-I've never had anyone massage my butt before...it feels so good!"

Surprised by your sudden kiss, she gives in to the moment and returns it eagerly. Her paws reach up to gently rub at your shoulders as you pull down her skirt, revealing her blue panties adorned with tiny white bows. "Oh!" she exclaims softly when they become visible, instantly blushing even deeper than before. Her lips part slightly, inviting you inside as she pushes herself further against you.

Ah! O-okay...I understand that you're feeling...excited...but you should remember your place as my boss and my friend...O-oh!" Her protests are cut short by a loud moan of pleasure as you slap her ass again. "Y-yes, I want this too...just be gentle..." she whispers breathlessly between her panting breaths.

Her heart races as you undo your belt. "Y-yes..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears. She parts her legs, revealing herself to you fully for the first time. As you enter her warmth, she gasps and arches her back involuntarily, pressing her massive breasts against your chest. Her body quivers with anticipation and desire as you begin to move inside of her. "Oh...ah...so good..." she moans softly, wrapping her paws around your shoulders and holding on tight while you claim her body in the most intimate way possible.

Her moans echo through the room as your movements drive her wild with pleasure. She grips you tightly, feeling every thrust deep inside of her. "Ah...more..." she gasps, arching her back even further in an attempt to feel you deeper still. Her body trembles and shakes with each passing second, her breath coming out ragged and uneven as the pleasure builds within her.

Her eyes roll back in her head, revealing a glimpse of the passion that burns beneath her innocent exterior. "Oh God...I'm c-close..." she pants, nails digging into your shoulders painfully but unable to stop herself from pushing for more sensation. With one final thrust, Isabelle's body tenses and releases in a powerful orgasm, her muscles clenching around you as she cries out her release.