[center] A Libero-ating Sole Massage
By KinkSaber
For Michat2
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“Olly, Pyro Ball!” Eric shouted with as much intensity in his eyes as the fire from the Cinderace’s attack. The fireball slammed into the opposing Rillaboom, and the grass type was instantly KO’ed. “That’s game, set, and match! Way to go, Olly!”


The Cinderace rubbed his thumb across his little rabbit nose, then crossed his arms all proud-like. Out of sight of the other trainer, Olly shot a glance towards his trainer, and smirked. As the Rillaboom was recalled back into his pokeball, Olly tapped his foot, a little impatient for what’s to come next.


“Aw man, that was a great battle, but we weren’t even close!” The other human shook Eric’s hand, and then handed over his winnings with a great deal of sportsmanship. “Good luck on your way to Motostoke City! See you later!”


“Yeah, you too!” Eric waved goodbye towards the other trainer, and turned to face his Cinderace. As soon as the other human turned his back, Olly had already retrieved the leash from Eric’s backpack, and held it with a smug look on his face, swinging the retractable end in circles with his fingers as though he was a cowboy looping a lasso. He was tired of waiting for Eric’s farewells. 


“Well?” Olly said, waiting for the human to catch his drift. 


“Oh, um, sorry, Master..!” Eric instantly kneeled on his knees and put his hands up to his chest like a puppy, allowing the Cinderace to snap the hook lock back onto the fashionable choker around the human’s neck; without the leash, it was a fashion statement that nobody had ever raised an eyebrow to, but from the start of their relationship, Olly had found a more utilitarian use for it.  As soon as the hook clicked in place, Olly pulled at the leather leash and led the tall, blonde human away, deeper into the wilderness of the woods. While Olly walked on his two, large feet, the human crawled on the ground on his hands and knees like the Cinderace’s pet. The grass and ground felt cool against Eric’s hands as he struggled with the pacing to keep up with the Cinderace who led him further and further away from prying eyes, until they reached a small opening in the woods with a large tree stump in the middle of the field. This was their usual spot, their own slice of paradise when they needed to leave the rest of the world for a little private time.


“Now, Eric.” Olly yanked the leather leash towards himself, pulling the human closer; but also stomped his warm, sweaty foot on the human’s cheek, pressing Eric’s face against the sole of his foot. “Care to tell me why you had me use [i]growl[/i] against Rillaboom earlier? Hmm?”


“Aaah.. aaah!!” Eric feinted fighting back against Olly’s foot, but deep inside, he loved how domineering the Cinderace was. He gulped, but sneakily rubbed his cheek against the Cinderace’s sole and felt its softness. He loved the way Olly’s foot felt against his face. It had always made him all sorts of excited. “S-sor-sorry, Master!!”


“Growl. Against Rillaboom. A ten-year-old from Postwick could do better. By Arceus, if you aren’t just the most useless trainer. And I use the word trainer [i]sparingly[/i].” Olly rolled his eyes, grinding his sole into the human’s face, rubbing the foot sweat across the human’s face. The Cinderace’s sweat soaked through Eric, who happily pushed harder against the sole, massaging the Cinderace’s foot with his face and nose. It seemed to have annoyed Olly, however, that the human wasn’t taking much initiative. “Ugh! This is exactly what I mean! Why don’t you stop wasting both of our time and get started on my sweaty feet already, Eric? We both know you’re just dying to clean them after [i]every match[/i], aren’t you, paw slave!”


“Ahn.. Yes Master! Sorry Master!” Eric dove into the Cinderace’s sole, licking all the way from his heel to the toes. The human wanted to enjoy it slowly for once, but this wasn’t about him or his pleasure. It was about Olly; and Olly, being the Master, is always right. The saltiness mixed with the Cinderace’s natural scent made Eric’s mouth water all the more, and he painted Olly’s sole with it. 


Olly, though, grunted in disapproval loudly, and pulled on the leash harder still. Lifting his other, mostly neglected foot, the Cinderace pressed it on Eric’s shirt, leaving a wet paw print on it with the sweat that lingered on the bottom of his sole, then wiped the sides of his foot on Eric’s pants.


“Mmmh… Thank you Master.” Eric said, with an enthusiastic tone. The human remembered his training well; that whenever Olly gave him anything, that he should be thanking the Cinderace for his generosity.


“Arceus, so pathetic..” Olly muttered, and as he tried to wipe his foot on Eric’s pants, his foot brushed across Eric’s groin and felt a warm bulge. “Oh, no no no. Heck no! You don’t get to be aroused yet, paw slave! You barely got started!”


“Sorry, Master!” Eric licked faster, using the insides of his lips as well as his tongue. He glided his mouth all over the Cinderace’s foot from the toes to the heel, cleaning it dutifully as he should. Despite his eagerness, though, the Cinderace had high standards and wasn’t so easily pleased.


“Can you please just do something right for once? Get between my toes!!” Olly spread his three toes apart, to which Eric quickly slid his tongue between. The human licked with fervor, lapping up every bit of the Cinderace’s foot sweat, until Olly pushed a toe into the human’s mouth to suck on. Eric moaned at the softness of the rabbit’s toe, and ran his tongue all over the digit as he was taught. He paid the most attention to the pad of the Cinderace’s toe, and massaged it with his tongue. The Cinderace’s feet had worked hard for him day in and day out, and they deserved every bit of pampering the human could afford. As he sucked one toe after another, though, Olly continued berating him with dissatisfied muttering. “Olly, use Pyro Ball! Olly, dodge! Olly, Olly, Olly. Suck harder, paw slave!!” The Cinderance pushed his toe deeper into Eric’s mouth, who responded by gagging, then licking it as much as he could with his tongue, trying his best to appease the Cinderace. “Arceus, what is your mouth even for?! I’m letting you lick my feet, you know! Be more enthusiastic, or I'll find someone else to do it!!”


“Mmm!” Eric pulled the toe out of his mouth, and began kissing all over the Cinderace’s digits with loud, wet, sloppy kisses. The kisses weren’t just that of submission, but of absolute adoration for the Cinderace and all that Olly had done for him. Even though Eric knew it was a farce, and that Olly would never really abandon him in favor of someone else, it was a tango that he and the Cinderace loved to dance. “Sorry Master! It won’t happen again!! Please don’t let anyone else take my place!” 


Olly finally smirked for the first time since Eric started the worship, nodding his head as though to say ‘that’s more like it!’. The louder Eric smacked his lips against his foot, the more content Olly felt with his worship; and the Cinderace lifted his other foot, only to rest it on Eric’s shoulder, to which the human lovingly nuzzled at with his cheeks, making the Cinderace chuckle at his submissive side. Even though Eric was one of the up-and-coming stars of Galar, the Cinderace couldn’t get enough of how easily the human fell for him with just the flash of his soles; and that the sight of his toes wiggling at the human more than enough to make Eric lose his damn mind.


“Come on, get closer, paw slave!” Olly yanked the leash once again, pulling the human closer, until he was kneeling right by the tree stump. The Cinderace slipped the foot Eric wasn’t actively worshiping over his back, until his leg trapped the human under him. Then, grabbing the human by the back of his head, Olly smoosh Eric’s head directly into the sole of his foot, using his face like a rag to wipe at the wet spots left behind by Eric’s worship. “Man, I don’t know how you managed to survive so long without me. I’m the one who does everything around here!”


“Mmm, yes-- M-master, than-k you. I am so gr-gr-grateful.” Eric stuttered, struggling to speak while the Cinderace used his face as a rag, but never, not even for a second, forgot the good manners that Olly had come to expect of his paw slave. “I am nothing without you.”


“I still can’t believe I put up with someone like you, paw slave!” Olly pushes Eric away, then inspects his foot for cleanliness. “Ugh. Passable, I suppose. Now get working on the other one!”


Eric didn’t need to be told twice, and jumped to attend to Olly’s other foot. It was still moist with much sweat, even though Olly had used his shirt and pants to wipe off the excess. Like the first, this foot was clean, and completely free of dirt. Eric didn’t bother holding back, and began to devour the Cinderace’s sole and toes like the loyal, devoted paw slave that he is. It would certainly be distressing if someone saw the miserable, wretched way Eric threw himself at the Cinderace’s feet; but Eric would have gladly done it anytime the Cinderace demanded attention. Even if it was in the back alley of one of Monostoke’s shady streets. At first, it was strange to Olly that the human never felt truly humiliated, no matter how much he tried to berate Eric with his words. When he discovered that Eric enjoyed it, however, his domineering side grew, just as his vocabulary for verbally harassing the human trainer. 


“Worthless paw slave..!” Olly started again with another insult. He felt a sudden rush of air on his sole the moment those words left his lips, a taletelling sign that Eric was as into it as the Cinderace was. “Lick faster! What’s the matter, Eric? Are my soles no longer good enough for you?”


“N-no! Master! I love your soles! More than anything in the world!” Eric dove his face into the sole and kissed a trail from the heel to the toes between licks, then hungrily slurped up as much as much of the Cinderace’s flavor as he could with a long, wet lick. 


“Say it louder, paw slave!” Olly slapped the side of the human’s cheeks with the sole of his foot.


“I love your soles, Master!” Eric definitely felt his groin twitch and tingle the moment Olly degraded him. 


“Again! Louder, paw slave!”


“I love your soles, Master!!” The human slurped between the toes, darting his tongue in and out of the crevices as he licked, cleaning the space of the Cinderace’s foot sweat.


“Again! Don’t make me repeat myself, you useless human!” Olly slapped harder, twice this time. Eric wasn’t expecting the second slap, and lost his balance for a moment, but quickly recovered himself.


“I LOVE YOUR SOLES, MASTER!!” Eric shouted, wondering if it was finally loud enough to proclaim his love for his Master’s feet, and if that satisfied the Cinderace in any capacity. 


“Heh.” Olly pushed the human away with his foot, but still held onto the leash. The Cinderace lifted both feet up, presenting his navy-blue soles, flaming red toes, and yellow pads to the human. He spread and scrunched his toes, making his soles crease up to display their softness, then wiggled his toes several inches from the human’s mouth, mesmerizing them with his erotic footshow. Eric tried to lean his face forward to give them a kiss, but Olly yanked the leash to the side, forbidding him from doing so. “No! Stay, paw slave! And hold!”


“Mmm.. arf!” Eric yipped like a dog, giving the Cinderace his best puppy eyes. He had to bark orders at Olly for the battle, and now it was his turn to be ordered around, no matter how cruel Olly wanted to be.


“Yeah, you love these soles so much, don’t you, Eric? You’re so pathetic. My soles are way too good for the likes of you, and we both know that, don’t we?” Olly said in a mean tone of voice, teasing the poor human as he continued to fan his toes apart. The Cinderace continued to spread his toes, moving them until his toe crevice was right under the human’s nose. “Hold, I said. You don’t deserve them yet! Only good paw slaves get to touch my amazingly soft soles!” Olly reinforced, reminding the human who was in control. Eric knew what it meant. He wasn’t even allowed to breathe in and smell the Cinderace’s natural scent without receiving permission from his Master. All he could do was tremble and whine as he held his breath, with Olly’s toes right under them, as he fought against his terrible urges to lose control and worship the living lights of the Cinderace’s feet. He wanted nothing more than to be under them, and to shower Olly’s soft soles with all the love and tenderness he could show.


“If you so much as sniff my feet without permission, I will [i]never[/i] let you touch them again!” Olly smirked evilly, and Eric whimpered louder. His face was about to turn blue from holding his breath for so long, but the Cinderace wasn’t done with him yet. Seeing the human was about to break, Olly quickly slotted Eric’s nose between his toes, then squeezed his nostrils shut. “I said no, paw slave!” It was only when Eric started to see stars and began to pass out that Olly released his toes from gripping onto the human’s nose, and lifted his foot from the human’s face. “So weak and pathetic..! Yeah, this is where you belong, under my feet! Fine, you may breathe now.”


“Aaawwwhhh!!” Eric gasped, smelling nothing but the Cinderace’s natural scent. “Thank you! Thank you Master. Thank you, thank you!”


“Just pitiful.” Olly clicked his tongue at the sight of the ‘miserable’ human, who couldn’t be happier where he was; and the Cinderace knew that. He had to throw the human a little bone, so to speak. “Kiss my soles again, and do a good job with the massage this time!”


“Ohhh, yes Master!” Eric’s lips gravitated towards the Cinderace’s soles, laying kiss after kiss methodically. He held Olly’s feet in his hands, then, moving his thumb in a circular motion, began to massage the weariness from the worn, hard-working feet.


“Put more force into it, you shabby, wretched little man!” Olly demanded, yanking on the leash with every word spoken. “My feet are tired from working [i]for you[/i]! The least you can do is show them the proper respect they deserve! And, do you really expect me to lift them up the whole time, too? Smarten up, you absolute Magikarp! No, you’re worse than a Magikarp! You’re useless! Utterly useless!”


Eric dove onto the ground and laid on his back, using his chest as a footrest for the Cinderace to grind his heels into. Having a full view of Olly’s massive, tender soles, the human had nothing to complain about as he restarted the foot massage, this time pressing as hard as he could to the Cinderace’s demands, using all the strength in his feeble hands to rub deeply into Olly’s soles until he felt the muscles relax and give way. Olly blushed and moaned when the pressure was just right, and when the human finally took the massage seriously and pushed at all of the Cinderace’s favorite spots; the way Eric did it all the time. He knew Eric always started with a half-hearted massage to get on his nerves, just so the Cinderace would get a little more verbally abusive, a little more domineering, and a little more into his role.


After all, it was a game they both loved to play.


“Aah, yeah, that’s it.” Cinderace cooed, as the exhaustion slowly melted from his soles, from the heels, up his arches, to his toes. Eric’s fingers worked nonstop, rubbing and caressing Olly’s feet until they'd touched every tender spot that needed the human’s devotion. Olly lost himself in the pampering, his feet feeling amazing as they did after Eric’s personal massage sessions. Another groan escaped from his lips as Eric pulled at each of his toes, then worked his digits with his hands, stretching and calming all the muscles and nerves in his feet. When he was done, Eric ended the massage session with one more kiss.


“..How was that, Master?” Eric smiled, looking up from the ground.


“A-Arceus! So good..” The Cinderace whispered to himself. Olly’s eyes were closed, and his head hung back while he enjoyed the massage. He had forgotten where he was for a moment, with the human giving him such great service. “Damn, Eric, don’t stop..”


“Uh huh?” Eric took his index finger and dragged it up the Cinderace’s soft, tender soles. They were warm from the massage, and Eric knew how sensitive they were every time he used his special techniques on the Cinderace’s soles. The human’s finger traced all the way from the ‘mon’s heels to the insteps, where he scratched and poked at the foot flesh, then dragged his finger to the Cinderace’s wiggling toes.


“Ehe! Hee hee heee-heeheeeeee!!” Olly bursts out in laughter when Eric had slithered his finger between the red digits, lightly scraping his fingernail in the most sensitive areas of his toe crevice. “Eric! Heh! Heheh! Cut it out!”


“What’s the matter, [i]Master[/i]?” Eric teased back, seeing how the Cinderace had completely gotten out of character. “Bawwwh! The big strong Cinderace can’t handle a little tickly-doos?”


“Aha! Ahaha! Ahahaha! You’re-You’re going to regret this!” Olly tried to kick his hand away, but the human had a tight grip. The Cindreace was trying his best to not hurt Eric, to begin with. He knew if he kicked with all of his strength, Eric would be blasting off into the sky just like all the Team Yell grunts they had fought all over the place. “Hahahaha! Stop! Sta-aa-aah-aah-aaph! Eric! Errr-rrriccc!!”


“Hah hah hah! It’s my turn to have fun, you cute, ticklish little bunny!” Eric scratched the Cinderace’s sole with all of the fingers on his hands, dancing them wildly across the undersides of the Cinderace’s toes, then raked them down and scratched at the sensitive arches that followed. He scratched at the yellow spots, which was the Cinderace’s weakest spot for tickles, and heard Olly shriek out in torturous laughter as he did. His fingers pinched, prodded, and prickled at the same spots for several minutes while the Cinderace lost his mind laughing, ticklish tears flowing from his eyes and matting the tuft of fur on his cheeks. Eric didn’t even pause for a single second. He knew Cinderace had a very, very short tolerance for being tickled, and he tested Olly’s patience every chance he got. It wouldn’t be long until Olly’s lit fuse had reached its end.


“Eric! Staa-aaa-aaha-ha-haa-aaaph!! Eric! ERICCCCC!!” Olly thrashed harder and harder, and just when he had enough, he felt the human’s lips kiss the same sensitive yellow spots on his soles. The sudden kiss and nibbles made him scream his head off in laughter, and then he yanked a little harder to free his foot from the human’s grasp. “AHAH! AAAH AAH AAAAAHAHA! ENOUGH, PAW SLAVE!!”


“Eep! Sorry, Master!!” Eric snorted as he tried to suppress his giggles; despite trying his best, they escaped his lip easily.


“You are so going to get it now!!” The Cinderace wiped his face with the back of his hand, slowly getting back into his dominant character. Since the human was still on the ground, Olly wiggled his butt until he was sitting on the edge of the tree stump, and then slammed both of his soft soles into the human’s face, rubbing and grinding at Eric’s nose and mouth. “I said massage, paw slave! And worship! What part of that did you have trouble understanding, you dumb, furless, blonde punk?!”


“Maahhster, Ah’m soowweeeeeee!!” Eric begged, but the more Cinderace grinded his soles into his face, and the more Olly pushed him into the ground, the more aroused he was. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling of the Cinderace’s soles on him as he felt everything Olly had to offer. The Cinderace got rougher by the second as he pushed his toes over the human’s nose, squeezing them shut with his clenched digits. Tapping his other foot over the human’s mouth, Olly slapped him with increasing intensity, until the human’s face was as blushed from being used as a foot mat as his own from the tickling.


“What did I say about tickling?! What did I say, paw slave?!” The Cinderace squeezed his toes on the human’s nose more, until the human couldn’t breathe without gasping through his mouth. As soon as Eric’s mouth was open, though, Olly shoved his toes inside and wiggled them around, pushing his toes in deeper until he had the human’s tongue pinned down; he wiggled his digits forcefully, like a well trained army squad taking over the enemy’s base. In no time at all, all three of his cute, pudgy red toes took their own spot in the mouth as Eric tried to lick them better as though appleasing them for the wrongdoing. Olly, however, was having none of it. “Which part of [i]no tickling[/i] was so hard for you to get?! You sad, pathetic trainer! This is why you’ll never be champion, you utterly useless garbo!”


Eric moaned loudly as the Cinderace continued to insult and degrade him, and his crotch grew warmer. He had pitched a tent, and that didn’t go unnoticed by Olly. In fact, that only served to make the Cinderace all the more intense, ramping up his domineering side.


“My Arceus! Look at this! Just look at it!” Olly pointed out the human’s erection to him as he yanked the leash. Eric’s face couldn’t possibly be any redder with the humiliation, but he reveled in it. He loved every moment of how the Cinderace made him feel so embarrassed about himself. “It’s not even that large, why do you even bother showing off? You weirdo, you, you foot-loving, toe-sucking paw freak!”


“UnnnnhhhhHHHHHHgghhhhh!” Eric wailed as he stuck his tongue between the Cinderace’s toes, and licked the Cinderace’s sweet digits. The more he tried to lick them of his own accord, the more Olly gagged him with his toes; and Eric felt like he was in heaven. Olly had his foot so deep into the human’s mouth that Eric felt like the two of them had become one, and it was truly moments like these that he felt the most connected to his best friend and Master. His eyes rolled back as the world faded around him, and he let himself fall to all the pleasures that the Cinderace gave him.


“Ugh! You’re sooooo gross! I can’t believe you’re enjoying this! Do you honestly adore my sweaty, soft soles that much? How absolutely, paw-sitively pathetic!” Olly pulled his toes out of the human’s mouth, then wiped the human’s own spit on the human’s face. When he withdrew his feet, Eric began to whimper and whine, as though he was a dog that lost his favorite tennis ball. The Cinderace slapped his face once more with the broadside of his sole, and then pulled them away, letting them hang over the human’s face, so that he could see, but not kiss them like the human wanted to. Eric’s whining became louder by the second, desperate to get the Cinderace’s soles in his face again. He hadn't quite had enough of them, yet. “Really? You just can’t live without them, can you? You sad, sad thing. Well, that’s too bad, that’s all you get today!”


“No! I want more!” Eric reached out and pulled the Cinderace’s soles to his face, kissing them as soon as they made contact. He licked up and down Olly’s soles for severe short moments, then saw Olly’s displeased face between the toes that half-covered his vision.


“PAW SLAVE!!” The Cinderace crossed his arms, looking like he was greatly annoyed by the human’s initiative; or rather, his incredibly courageous trespass. “How [i]dare[/i] you continue to lick my feet when I’ve told you to stop?!”


“Ah, Ahhh! I’m sorry, Master!!” Eric quickly apologies. “I’m sorry! I love your feet so much, Master! I can’t help it!”


“You're just hopeless, aren’t you? It’s no wonder you’re such a trash trainer who can’t do anything without me!” Olly yanked his feet away from the human’s grasp as he tried to kiss his toes again. “Hey! Excuse me! How many times do I need to teach you this lesson, paw slave?!”


“Oof!!” Eric had his wind knocked out of him as the Cinderace hopped off the tree stump, and onto the human’s stomach. 


Olly stomped all over the human for a few seconds, balancing himself as he looked for a comfortable way to stand. When he was happy, he looked at Eric and smirked. A pink light flashed from Eric’s wrist as his Dynamax Band activated, filling the Cinderace with Dynamax energy.


“I hope you’re ready for your punishment, paw slave!” Olly smirked as the Dynamax energy took over his body. “GIGANTAMAX TIME!”


Being able to see Olly transform into a macro was always one of Eric’s absolute favorite moments, and he treasured every second of it whenever it happened. Most of the time, he had to admire his best friend from afar, while they were in battle; but they’re not in battle right now, and Eric was as close as he possibly could get.


Olly’s body glowed in a bright pink light, and every part of him began to transform. His ears grew long and fluffy as the Cinderace suddenly expanded to three times his normal size; then a second pulse of energy made him ten times bigger. The Cinderace stood in the clearing, as tall as the trees that struggled to hide him, with one foot on the ground, and the other foot, when in normal circumstances could only cover Eric’s face, now covered his whole body from head to toe. Since he wasn’t in battle, Olly didn’t care to summon the giant fireball that he would otherwise have been hovering over; and instead all that energy went to his feet, making them moist with sweat once more. 


“For the last time, paw slave. You worship [i]me[/i]! You massage my feet for my pleasure! Not yours! You exist to serve my feet, not the other way around!” Olly’s voice roared, his arms crossed as he grinded his sweaty sole on Eric’s whole body. By then, the human’s shirt and pants were completely soaked by it, and Eric loved the feeling of being smothered by the Cinderace’s giant, warm foot. His sole fully encompassed the human’s body, and the only thing that could be seen of the human was his head, which fit snugly between the giant Cinderace’s toes. Like every time before it, Eric merely relaxed his body and allowed the weight of the Cinderace to fall upon him as the soft, tender foot flesh held him entirely immobile, unable to move even a single finger to defend himself. Olly bounced himself on the human as he continued, timing his bounces to the rhythm of his words. “It’s. About. Me… Not. you!”


Olly knew exactly the way Eric loved being crushed under him, and lifted the other foot off the ground, focusing all the pressure on the pinned human. It squeezed all the air out of Eric’s lungs, and Eric felt completely helpless and vulnerable, weak like an insect under the Cinderace’s giant sole. All he cared to do was to take it all in, allowing himself to melt into nothing under Olly, and become nothing more than a human-shaped solemat for the Cinderance; his mind blanking out as his senses left him, until the only thing that he could ground himself in reality with was feeling of the soft, tender Cinderace sole that crushed him into the earth.


Eric groaned as his lungs began to burn with the lack of air, and Olly lessened the weight on him, allowing him to breathe only a few short breaths of air, filling his lungs with oxygen and the scent of the Cinderace’s toes that were on both sides of his face. Then, Olly sat on the ground and scooped Eric up with his foot, holding him with clenched toes, and smooshed both his feet together, sandwiching the human between both of his soles. Olly grinded his feet together, with the human between them, and Eric screamed with pleasure as every part of his body was touched and played with by the Cinderace’s buttery soft soles. He was truly nothing more than a paw slave, a paw toy for the Cinderace to play with, and he loved it. There was no other place in the whole world that he would rather be.


All good things came to an end, however, as three minutes passed, and the Dynamax energy was completely used up. As Olly began to shrink back to his normal size, Eric took the chance to cuddle the Cinderace’s soles, planting kisses all over Olly’s soles and toes with zealous devotion to them, until Olly was once again his normal size.


“Ugh, you are such a crazy foot freak!” Olly spat, kicking Eric off of his foot as their fun time came to a close. “Enough! That’s enough now.. Eric!! One last kiss, that’s it!”


Eric relentently plants a final kiss on each of the Cinderace’s toes, then a final, final kiss for each of Olly’s soles. Finally satisfied, he lets go of Olly’s feet, allowing the Cinderace to stand up straight once more.


“All you care about is my feet, anyway.” Olly crossed his arms in fake anger, and turned away from the human. “It probably doesn’t even have to be [i]my[/i] feet. You’d probably run off with another ‘mon if they just flashed their toes at you, you foot-loving scumbag!”


“No! Never, Master!” Eric rushes to embrace Olly from the back. As Olly turned his head to look, Eric planted a kiss on his lips to prove his loyalty and adoration for the Cinderace. “You’re the only one for me, Master! I’m your paw slave forever!!”


“Ugh! You taste like feet! Gross!” Olly pushes the human off. His face began to blush from hearing what Eric said. It made him dizzy as the blood rushed to his head. Every time Eric professed his love for the Cinderace, though, made him the happiest Pokemon in the world.


“Heh heh heh..!” Eric chuckled in a silly, but contented way. The human grabbed at the leash that was still attached to his collar, and handed it to the Cinderace, who gladly took it in his hands again.


“Come on! Hurry up, you dumb paw slave! I want to get back to the hotel in Monostoke before nightfall!” Olly yanked on the leash, leading the human back to the city. “..And I want a foot massage tonight, too!”


=The End=