While I wasn't surprised to open my eyes to find myself within my apartment. I was surprise to still be within the steely warm arms of Xianta on my couch. The much smaller mortal couch barely contained her and her foot paws dangled off the end out toward the kitchen. I wriggled out of her grip and looked over my still slumbering mistress. Did she even need sleep? Yet still her chest rose and fell as she snored ever so softly. I walked out of the TV area and my brain stuck on the way her huge paws hovered in the air. I reached to cup the pad with my long-nailed fingers. Something about them made my entire body tingle. I stroked the curve of the pad and sniffed at the base of the curved cw. It smelled of her, but more so. I stole a gnce at my mistress's face. She continued to snore but maybe that was a hint of a smirk in the corner of her muzzle. Still, I couldn't help myself, I pressed my far too ft chest against the pads and hugged it. Even then, with Xianta’s form only ten or so feet tall, her paw completely covered the width of my chest.

  She gave me a little shove and nearly knocked the wind from my lungs.

  "What's this, Pet?" She didn't bother opening her eyes. "It’s rude to wake up your mistress by humping her leg."

  I opened my mouth to apologize, but she spread her toes.

  "Clean them. If you do not touch yourself until afterward, I might allow you a pair of your own today." She smiled.

  My eyes widen and I looked down at myself, while my legs had shapely curves, my feet remained painfully Gavin's. The fur stopped short of my ankles, making it look like I wore a pair of very tight furry pants. It suddenly occurred to me that the only reason the transformation had yet to reach my feet could be Xianta's will. "Thank you mistress!" I near cried and fell upon the widened toes with all the enthusiasm of an excited kitten.

  Gavin would have hesitated; Gavin would have rebelled against the prospect of letting his mouth taste any amount of grit between his mistress's toes. Yet, I, Xianta's pet Rashaka would not allow those thoughts to deter me from serving my mistress. I plunged my face against the leathery texture of her pads and scraped away the grit with long ps of my tongue. Her feet were wonderfully textured and smooth. The rasps of my tongue didn't catch once on her pads. I quickly finished thering them. Then, griping two of her cws, I probed the depths between two digits. Her scent was so thick there I could taste it on my tongue. Three licks and the fizzy musk ramped me nearly into a brainless heat. I barely clung to my task as my sex dripped onto the cheap carpet.

  Still, while lost in her scent and softness I maintain my purpose and my task. I groom around every toe and then the top of the foot. As I moved to second foot I ground my thighs together and needy yowl accompanied every breath.

  "My, you're such a loud one. Where did I find such a loud pet? You might wake the neighbors," Xianta teased, breaking my grip on her toes with a gentle shove to my face that sent me stumbling onto my ass.

  "Mistress please. I'm only halfway done with that one. I'm cleaning it as fast as I can." I whined as I stood and dusted myself off.

  "Seem such as shame to put in all that work if you're going to get it all filthy with those slutty juices that are streaming out of you." Xianta said, one single eye cracking open as she grinned with wicked intentions.

  I had no spare mental processes for discerning her motives. I had a task to complete and then I could answer the burning need within me. Nothing else mattered. Reaching out, I attempted to recim her paw, but she pulled it away. As I cwed at the air, she thrust her foot back out between my legs and brought it up so it collided with my pussy. The touch crumpled my st strand of will.

  Emitting a cry of animal need, I wrapped both arms around his leg and thrust myself desperately onto the top of her paw. "Ah! Ah! Rrrreewl!" I grunted and grasped as I ground my fem slime into her lush fur. The paw lifted me from the ground and my legs dangled helplessly as I blindly sought my relief.

  "Tsk tsk, what is this? I thought you were a becoming a great and powerful Rashaka? Not some terrier who can't stop herself from humping her mistress's foot?" Xianta chided gently.

  "I'm sorry! So sorry mistress, I- mrrrRRReeeeow!" As I spoke Xianta lifted me higher and pressed a single toe up into me, offering up its cw for grinding on, Its hard smooth surface immediately found my clit. The addictive pleasure coursed through me and my hips focused all their force onto that sensitive nub within me.

  "Remember my pet, no matter how powerful you become, no matter how many mortals you collect into your harem. You are a pet that humps her mistress's feet. A pathetic housecat who makes an utter mess of herself with a simple whiff of her mistress's scent."

  "Yes mistress!" I cried out, her words burned as they entered my ears reached down inside me and bit on the inside of my nipples. Yet I couldn't stop grinding, rubbing my clit back and forth against her cw.

  "You’re going to have to start over and clean every drop of that feline sex juice out of my fur." She purred directly into my mind as I finally edged up to the cliff of a massive orgasm that would have me yowling all the way down. Yet I could feel the tendrils of her will holding it back and trapping me inches from plunging into that canyon of pleasure. "But you're going to enjoy that too, are you not? Because that's the sort of filthy slut you've become, isn't it?"

  "Yes mistress!" I cried out instinctively and then it wormed into my straining mind that I would be enjoying that. Tasting my juices mingled with her scent. One hand risked letting go of her leg to pull at my nipple.

  "And do you know why my pet? Do you know why you get wet at the sight of these finely sculpted paws that I made especially for you?" She asked as I ground against her, desperately seeking what she denied me.

  "Mistress! You did it to me! You, aaaaaarrrwwwl!" My words were strangled as that distance inside me finally, mercifully colpsed. I I found if I pressed my clit against the blunt tip of her cw it edged me just that tiny bit closer to orgasm.

  "That's right. I put this awful, humiliating fetish into your very being. Because I thought it would be fun. Now thank me for it. Thank me for rescuing you from your dreary, lonely life." Xianta said.

  Unable to take a breath I nodded mutely, and she eased the pressure. I inhaled her heady scent mixed with the tang of my own, saw the sodden fur of her paw. Lifting my head, I made a feeble attempt to p at her but my still human proportioned tongue barely touched the bck shine of the closest cw.

  She sighed, "Must I do everything for you?" The paw lifted hovered closer, allowing me to grasp it and guide it closer to my face. From a prone position I licked away at the wet fur. The mingling of my fvor with her scent produced a profond sense of satisfaction. While this goddess from the far unknown possessed my soul, my scent marked her as mine as well. Once I finishes she allowed me to sate a strange need to rub my cheeks against her cws and pads before lifting her foot away.

  "Clean yourself up and make yourself presentable. Try not to look like a heat ridden slut in public." She said, offering me a hand.

  "Yes mistress," I whispered demurly as she pulled me up. She oriented me towards the bathroom and sent me off with a solid sp to my ass.

  "I want bows, pink ones in that lovely tail of yours. Careful not to shut it door."

  "Yes mistress." I near squeaked, and once I safely reach the door knob I gnced behind me. My jaw dropped. The orange furred, bck striped tail floated behind me, neary a foot thick and longer than I was tall. To even get it all into the bathroom I had to wind it around myself and step through the door.

  MisterNibs