Part 7 of the Cock-Blocks Franchise. The Employee of the Month gets his quarterly review...

Knock knock knock A blue paw tapped eagerly on the door before him, ‘Manager’ clawed into a cheap brass plate at eye level. Though just having finished another busy shift at the shop, his fatigue was overshadowed by sheer excitement.

It had been a long week, and it felt like an eternity since the previous month started with the pace of things recently. The store had exploded in popularity as of late, which was a definite boon to business with eager new customers coming in and loyal returning ones stopping by. Though it was a great opportunity for the salesmen to earn, it came with just as much pressure…most of which he could feel roiling in his balls, feeling them twitch between his doughy thighs at the mere thought.

More customers meant more lustful eyes tracing over his plump figure, especially since the employee uniform was bottomless, with the sole exception of each employee's chosen chastity cage locked snug around their groin 24/7. The customers got to see their various wares in action this way, getting real time feedback on comfort, fit and custom options. Meanwhile, each employee got to promote the model they passionately stuck themselves in, with the added incentive of earning an orgasm in front of the cheering patrons at the end of each month, as the other staff could only watch on in envy, leaking pre through their tight cages.

Giving an erotic show for the customers, while the chaste employees constantly demonstrated how comfortable and secure their merchandise was at the same time. With the entire staff kept in horny camaraderie, as the salesmen compete for their only chance during the month to have an actual orgasm. A kinky business model for sure, but certainly an effective one.

Though he'd been crowned Employee of the Month a week prior, the hard week left Wintie just as hard in his flat, drooling cage after each day. Hell, he'd been so eager for this moment he couldn't hide it if he tried, the long trail of pre left behind him was evidence enough.

But now the time had finally come, and he hoped he could also.

After a few moments of silence that seemed to last an age, save for the whisking of his wagging tail, the door swung inward on its squeaky hinges revealing a tall, smiling sabertooth tiger, ushering him into the room.

“Hey hey sorry, still getting some paperwork in order, new hires and upcoming shipments and such…come in come in, we've got lots to go over.” His cheery demeanor never failed to break any anxiousness or awkwardness in the air, though the husky couldn't help but glance down and chuckle seeing his boss dripping ropes of pre down onto the wood paneling though his cage. At the very least, Wintie felt less bad about doing the same to his office floor.

“Time for your performance evaluation...I hope you're prepared.”

The tiger's long, thick tail curled around the husky's waist, pulling his wagging butt into the office as the door shut behind them with a soft click…