Pseudoragori : Milking The Cafe With My Minotaur Wife-Chapter 17: Photo Booth Fun

It was a peaceful Sunday, and with the café closed for the day, Mani and Mocha were hard at work brainstorming new ideas to bring more excitement to their customers. Their small kitchen was filled with the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sweet scent of experimental desserts.

"I think this one's close," Mani said, carefully drizzling caramel sauce over a slice of mocha-flavored cheesecake.

Mocha leaned over his shoulder, her red eyes bright with curiosity. "It smells amazing, honey," she said, her floppy ears twitching with excitement. "Let's give it a taste!"

The two sat at the counter, forks in hand, and took a bite. The rich, creamy texture and bold flavor of the cheesecake were nearly perfect.

"It's good," Mocha said, tapping her chin. "But maybe a pinch more cocoa in the base. It needs just a little extra kick."

"Agreed," Mani said, jotting down her suggestion. "We'll try that in the next batch."

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After experimenting with drinks and desserts for most of the morning, Mocha brought up another idea she'd been considering.

"You know what would be fun?" she said, her tail flicking playfully. "A photo booth."

Mani looked up from his notes, intrigued. "A photo booth? Like the kind you see at carnivals?"

"Exactly," Mocha said, her red eyes gleaming. "Customers could take pictures while they're here—memories to go along with their drinks. It'd be great for couples, families, and friends."

Mani smiled, already imagining how popular it could be. "That's a great idea. It would definitely add something unique to the café."

Mocha grinned, grabbing his hand. "Let's install one today! And of course, we'll need to test it out first."

By the afternoon, the photo booth was set up in a cozy corner of the café. It had a classic design with a curtain for privacy and a small bench inside.

Mocha clapped her hands together, clearly pleased with how it turned out. "Perfect!" she said, dragging Mani toward the booth. "Come on, honey. Time to test it out!"

"Wait, you mean now?" Mani asked, his face already starting to flush.

"Of course!" Mocha said, pulling him inside. "How else will we know it works?"

The two squeezed into the small booth, the curtain closing behind them. Mocha adjusted the settings on the screen, selecting a series of poses.

"Alright, first one," she said, grinning mischievously as she leaned forward, pressing her massive chest against Mani's face.

"Mocha!" Mani protested, his muffled voice barely audible as she smothered him with her soft, warm breasts.

The camera clicked, capturing the moment perfectly.

"For the next one..." Mocha said, pulling down her shirt just enough to expose more of her chest. She guided Mani's face to her breast, her red eyes sparkling with mischief. "Go on, honey. You know what to do."

Mani's cheeks burned as he hesitantly complied, his lips closing around her nipple just as the camera snapped another picture.

"Perfect!" Mocha said, laughing softly.

Next, she stood and turned around, sitting on Mani's lap with her plump butt pressing firmly against his face. She wiggled slightly, making him squirm. "Say cheese!" she teased as the camera clicked again.

"Mocha, this is ridiculous!" Mani said, his voice muffled.

"Ridiculously fun," she replied with a wink.

For the fourth pose, Mocha grabbed Mani's face and kissed him forcefully, her lipstick smudging against his lips and cheeks. The camera captured the passionate moment as she continued to dominate the kiss.

Finally, for the last shot, Mocha grabbed a tube of lipstick from her bag and began applying kiss after kiss to Mani's face. By the time she was done, his entire face was covered in bright red marks.

"Smile, honey!" she said, wrapping her arms around him as the camera took the final picture.

When they emerged from the booth, Mani's face was still bright red, and Mocha was holding the strip of photos, her laughter filling the empty café.

"These are perfect," she said, admiring the pictures. "We'll keep these for ourselves."

As they cleaned up and prepared for the week ahead, Mani couldn't help but feel grateful for moments like these—silly, spontaneous, and filled with love.