Spread Your Legs

"Why is it that you want to take my pants off?!" I said as I struggled to keep my pants on.

"How else are we going to extract the sample from your body? Is it going to go through your clothes or something?" She said, as if it were obvious.

"I can slip it through my zipper, so you don't need to pull my pants down!" I resisted.

I honestly didn't care about my pants getting pulled down. But I was worried that she was going to tear them apart from all that intense pulling. And I was going to have to walk back home in my underwear.

"Okay fine. I'll let you take off my pants. But let me first fix your posture before that. Or else it's going to be extremely weird with my dong hanging in front of your face." I compromised and let go of Astrid's hands.

"What's wrong with my posture? I sat the exact way you told me to." Astrid also let go of my pants after I promised to let her take them off.

"Well, your posture is almost perfect; as if you've been practicing for the day, you would extract my fluids like you just knew it would happen one day..." I said as I stared at her legs, which were spread apart, and her ass, which was bulging out from her back.

Not to mention the fact that she wasn't wearing her skirt, which revealed her pale white skin on her upper thigh that ran up all the way to her waist, where it was interrupted by a layer of purple fabric, which was her underwear.

Her underwear, which covered her secret place, was made out of a purple velvet material with a plain pattern and honestly looked a little too small for her size. Even though it was the standard underwear a girl would wear with no modifications, her ass seemed to be a little too plump compared to her waist size, which left her butt bubbling out and didn't allow the front side of her underwear to fully cover the region in front, which revealed some skin on the other edges of her nether region, which had a hint of blush on it and looked quite fatty to touch.

Her thighs also looked much bigger than usual when they were already quite thick because of the way they were squishing against her calves.

She also seemed to have good balance, even though she only had hooves and was sitting in a perfect squat position, like I asked her to.

"But even though your posture is perfect, the height at which you're sitting is a little off. I mean, just look at which part of my body your face is  near."I mentioned the problem I was concerned about.

"Huh? What does my height have to do with-"

"...Oh, I see what you mean." Astrid muttered as she found out that her head was right next to my abdomen when it should actually be right next to my waist, or else it would be really difficult for her to do what she must.

If she were a human, just like me, there would have been no problem. But because she belonged to the minotaur race, she possessed an extremely tall body that was at least a foot taller than me, which caused this abnormal height difference.

"But I've already crouched down as much as I can. If I bend down any further, I'll probably tear a ligament." Astrid tried to squat even further, showing that she really had reached her limit.

"You don't need to bend down anymore. You just have to spread your legs a bit more." I told her a way in which she could come down to a reasonable level.

"I definitely can't do that." She said without hesitation, as she shook her head.

"Although we minotaurs are known for our strength and speed. We're also known for our horrible stamina and flexibility...So if I try to spread my legs any further, I'm pretty sure you'll be hearing the sound of a few of my muscles tearing."

"You can't even spread it a little bit more?" 

"Not an inch. Unless you want to see me in an emergency room." She said with a wry smile on my face and even looked a little reluctant, as if she wished she had normal human legs so that she didn't have to worry about such things.

"It's fine. Don't worry about it." I patted her head from above, which instantly made her face brighter. 

"I'll just spread your legs for you."

But at the same time, my next words made her face pale in fright.

"Why would you do that!?" Astried exclaimed as she grabbed my hand, which was patting her with a pitiful look on her face.

"Do you really want to see me in the hospital that bad?!"

"What are you even thinking about? Do you think I'm going to break your legs or something?" I asked, to which she nodded nervously.

Seeing her have such a bad image of me, made me dumbfounded and wonder if I really looked like a guy who would break someone's legs to pleasure himself.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to tear apart your legs like a grilled chicken." I comforted her, which made her heave a sigh of relief.

"I'm just going to hold your hands and give you a little rub, which will naturally make you spread your legs before me." I said as I removed my shoes and was left standing in my socks.

"How do you do that?" Astrid asked, wondering how a little rub was going to increase her stiff flexibility.

"I'll show you." I grabbed both of Astrid's hands by the wrist and held them above her head, like she was hanging from above with both her hands tied. 

Astrid was surprised by my sudden action but let me do as I pleased, trusting that I knew what I was doing, as she balanced herself using only her hooves and wobbled back and forth a little, which I stabilized from above.

"Don't fight the feeling. And move your legs according to how they feel like moving, without resisting." I said as I pushed my hands that were holding her a little forward, which made her tilt a little back.

"Ahh~!"

And just as she nodded her head, indicating that she understood, she felt something pressing against her secret area all of a sudden and let out a cry of surprise that actually sounded like a moan.

The object or thing that was touching her special place just pushed into her without warning and was accurately touching the upper half of her underwear and covering it entirely. She tried to break her hands free to move away from that weird feeling out of reflex. But I had a tight grip on her hands and didn't let her loose.

When she looked down to see what was touching her with a flushed face, she was surprised to see that the object pressing down there was actually my foot!

My foot, which was covered by a black sock that felt smooth to touch, was pushing against her lower region, which felt like silk. Or, to be more exact, the upper sole of my foot was pushing against the upper region of her nether area.

"Hmm~!"

And since both the clothes that were covering the parts in contact were smooth to touch, there wasn't any friction between the surfaces, which made it hard to keep my foot in one place. And it made me move around my foot a little around the place I pressed against, which made her moan out.

But this time, after moaning, she bit her lips to stop herself from making any sounds and looked up at me with watery eyes as if she were asking me to stop whatever it was I was doing.

But the way she pleaded as she bit her lips and swayed her massive chest in front of me made me want to bully her even more and made me give her a grin that probably looked evil in her eyes.