"Barber, I simply must have my tail groomed to the best of your ability. A burly man such as yourself should have no problem making short work of my overgrown fluffy appendage," she said in a overly sweet voice.
"Now hold on," I said, giving her a knowing look. "You think you're the first Kitsune to try this? I know why you all come here; it's because all of my barber expertise on your tail gives immense amounts of pleasure as I wash, comb, and delicately trim your fur."
"I haven't any idea what you speak of, young man! I simply must get my tail groomed, lustful plans excluded!" she declared.
I inspected her with a suspicious, investigative eye. She had red hair, with two big, fluffy fox ears that curled at the tips. Behind her swished a long, red tail with a black tip and fur that was so luxuriously thick and soft that I felt as though my hands might sink into it, and I had gotten that feeling simply from looking at it.
I asked one last time to confirm for myself, as she quickly forked over a sack of coins to dispel my worries. "...No plots? Not trying to get some sexual satisfaction?"
"Of course not, just some innocent and dexterous work from yourself would be my only pleasure. After all, I'm just a humble older lady looking to get her fur trimmed," she answered back, pointing out her plump body covered by a gorgeous kimono which had a spring palette of pink cherry blossoms, white clouds, and green plants. If I knew one thing, Kitsunes knew how to dress to the nines.
"Alright, alright. I have a special chair for tail work in the back, follow me."
I brought her to the back room of the shop and opened a small door that led into my personal, private area. There I had a few special chairs for animal races that needed barbering or grooming, but didn't exactly fit in normal human-compliant chairs. I beckoned her over to a chair that would allow me to work on her oversized tail: It had an opening on the back, and while she sat, her tail would escape through the hole, laying out on a flat cushioned surface.
She saw the chair and clapped her hands together. "Wow, a chair just for Kitsunes! Very impressive, young man!"
I just shrugged. "It's really for more general tail work. Catgirls need em too, if they've pledged to stop self-grooming."
She nodded along as she settled into the chair, shaking her butt a bit to settle herself in place. She sighed in approval, enjoying the sensation of the soft cushions that supported her tail laid out behind the chair.
"We'll start with a little brushing. It doesn't look like you have any from what I see, but it's for catching any tangles in your fur you might have."
She looked back at me with a smug smile. "Oh, of course, mister barber! I would hate for your skills to go unapplied in any capacity on my innocent tail!"
I just shook my head and got to work. In one hand, I used a brush for more general grooming, while with the other I had a comb for detangling the fur. My impression that there weren't any real knots in the fur proved correct, as her fur was as silky as could be, and there were no issues anywhere. As it went on, my attention began to draw to the Kitsune fidgeting in her seat; the way she shivered slightly, and her legs twitched in place.
"Oh, your brushing! Your brushing is so good, it's so good! Oh, do continue!" she said. Her legs occasionally stretched out, her head looking upwards as she ran one hand through her hair.
I stopped, cocking my head at her. "I know it's unavoidably pleasurable, but you look like all the other Kitsunes who just come in to get off with my skills on their tails, and that's not what you're here for today."
She quickly straightened herself up again and gave me a humiliated look. "Oh, I just got a little carried away, mister barber! Very naughty of me!" She gave a playful wink as she made sure to sit back straight again, keeping her eyes glued on the ground in front of her.
"...Yeah." I resumed grooming her. I finished up with the brushing and combing with a quickened pace, dreading what was next. "Next, I'll be getting your tail wet, and then applying some shampoo and conditioner."
She seemed very excited at the prospect. "Ooh! Do go on!" she said in a tone that seemed more like she was begging.
"Alright, sit still." I grabbed a bucket of water and poured it onto her tail, causing her to giggle like a little schoolgirl, despite her plump body and mature features. The scent of the room filled with the pleasant smell of lavender shampoo mixed in with a little vanilla coming from her.
I used a brush to spread the shampoo along the fur of her tail, while using my fingers to comb it through, spreading the lather, making sure to get between each of the hair strands.
"M-My goodness! It feels even better!" she gasped out as I continued my work. She tried to stay as still as she could, clenching her teeth and holding herself in place with a strong grip on both arms of the chair as her legs kicked around a little.