"So," The werefrog asked her partner in a deep, sultry voice while reclining on the bed,"You must have questions about my new body."

Her lover didn't even know where to start. Confused, he decided to go with what was immeadiately on the top of this head.

"You're...slimy." 

"Well of course!" She replied with a small chuckle, "That's a pretty understandable observation, so don't worry, I'm not offended. I'm a frog, after all, so I have to stay wet. My body is constantly secreting this mucus to keep me hydrated." She felt her skin with her hands pulling apart some of her slime and showing it. She continued, "It's great when I want to feel myself up or need some lubrication, not so much when I want to wear clothes or go to bed."

"You're gonna have to clean your sheets, by the way," She added. "Try me with another question."

He thought to himself, "Okay," he started, "How do you get around as a werefrog?"

"Ah", she started, "You're talking about these."

She lifted up her feet. Just like a frog, each of her elongated toes was webbed, a thick layer of skin bridging the gap. They were long and flat, almost the length and width of his chest. Just like the rest of her skin, the soles of her feet shined from the mucus they were secreting. Droplets gathered at her soles and dripped onto the bed and floor.

"I can walk just fine, but running is out," she continued. "I can hop using my legs, they're pretty muscular. Obviously, swimming is the best for me. I enjoy late night swims on nights I transform."

He was still fascinated and amazed by what lay before him. Of couse, just gawking for hours on end wouldn't do.

"You know," She asked, "With these feet I have know, I could rub you with them."

"Uh...I...Excuse me?" he stammered.

"Yeah, I know there's people into it, it's supposed to be really pleasurable," she said while wiggling her long toes. "And with feet like mine, I think it could be enjoyable for both of us."

He never had a foot fetish, but the werefrog's argument was convincing. "I'll give it a try. I mean, just looking at you is a turn on, so I think we can make this work."

"Then let's go," she replied, excited by the prospect.

He climbed into bed opposite her, exposing his penis. She took both of her feet and put their length along his penis and testicles. Her feet were surprisingly warm from her excitement. She began to move them up and down. Her foot, senstitive to touch, became slimly and slick, accelerating her movements. The repecipent of the footjob began to groan.

"Oh, this feels so fucking great." He said.

"I'm pleased," She replied. " Now I'm going to try something better."

She switched her positioning. Now instead of rubbing with her soles, she began working his cock in her webbed toes, covering them in slime. She flexed and stretched the webbing, pressing close and deep for several minutes.

"You like this," She smiled, "You like it a lot. What do you want to do? Tell your sexy werefrog."

He let his intentions known, "I...I want to cum on your webbed feet!"

"let loose," she begged, spreading them for his upcoming load.

He groaned loudly, cum shot from his dick and landed squarely on her soles. He made sure he spurted on both of them, sending warm sensations up from the werefrog's feet through her legs and body. She smiled and reveled in the feeling of having this human ejaculate on her body.

"This feels SO GOOD," she exclaimed, "I want to spread your cum all over my feet, and get it in between my webs too."

She put her two large feet together and began rubbing them. Slimy secretions and cum were slipping between her toes, making pleasent squishing sounds. she pulled them apart, long sticky drops stringing between them and dropping on the floor. She presented her spread frog feet, pleased with her dirty work.

"Like what you see?" she asked. "I can tell you for sure I like how it feels. My webbed feet were definitely in need of some warm, sticky stimulation. Thanks!"

She bent her leg back and looked at her messy, semen-covered foot. Her tounge shot out and wrapped around it from her sole up towards her digits. The werefrog began flexing her toes and moving them between the coils of the tounge, collecting both the semen and secretions of her foot. She made sure to gaze at her lover as she was doing it.

"You like seeing me like this?" she asked. "drinking your cum and my foot-slime like a perverted monster?"

The man nodded, settling in to watch this horny spectacle, ready to jack off to the werefrog's show.

"Good."

END