This is the story of the end of my life as a human and the beginning of it as a foot slave. The following story focuses completely around paws and such things. The main recipient of the paw worship is a Zoroark in her own and many other forms. If you do not like paws or any aspect of paws, then you've been warned and should turn back now.

I wrote this story for my friend and fellow writer: omegamarkxiibeta

Enjoy the story!

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I sighed as I sat by the fire with my partner, Zoroark. Today had been a particularly uneventful, but tiring, day. I sat there and pretended to stare down at the fire, but I was really staring Zoroark’s paws. They looked beautiful in the light of the fire as they rested on the ground. The smoothness of her paw’s grey fur and the sharpness of her three red claws complemented each other perfectly. Since I had first caught her, I always had a thing for her paws. Of course I loved a lot of female’s feet, but Zoroark’s were especially incredible. In fact, I caught Zoroark just because of her lovely paws! Sometimes I thought it's weird how much I love paws, but then I realized that there's no shame in it. Zoroark knew about my fetish and didn't mind, so why should I care!

I heard Zoroark start to growl and I look up to see her with a sly smile on her face. "What?" I asked, stupidly considering that she couldn't speak English and she couldn’t answer me. She continued to stare at me with a sly smile. As I stared back trying to understand what's going, on it hit me; well to be more accurate her paws hit me, in the face. While I was supposedly staring at the fire, Zoroark had been forming an illusion around me that showed her staring at me. It was such a powerful illusion that it seemed as if the real Zoroark disappeared. Once I recovered from the initial shock of the situation, I realized that Zoroark was sitting on my chest and holding her feet just at the side of my head. I begin to blush as I realize what was happening. It was that time again where we both share the most wonderful night of our lives.

She smiled as she touched her feet against the side of my face. When I felt the fur of her feet brush against my cheeks and the sharpness of her claws just barely touches me, I got the chills. I stare up at her with excited eyes and she looked down the same way. Her feet begin to come together and partially smother my face between them and I inhale their pleasant odor. Slowly her toes make their way up my face and reach my nose. She splays them so I can inhale the odor more easily, to which I gladly comply. I sighed with relief after inhaling that beautiful scent for several minutes. As I relaxed, her toes playfully wrapped around my nose and begin to pull it left and right. She giggled happily, it had been so long since she felt the incredible feeling she got when she dominated a creature with the lowest part of her body. But the night had just begun, and she had planned this day months in advance.

She scooted off my chest and onto my stomach and put her feet right on my chin. She wiggled her toes and let some of the loose dirt fall onto my lips. Without hesitation I begin to lick her grey soles. I watch in admiration as they react to my tongue's touch. They twitched a bit at first, as if surprised, but then they relaxed allowed my tongue the pleasure of licking them. I could feel all of the dirt on her feet as I licked them. I was envious of that dirt because it was constantly stuck to her feet while I only got to enjoy them every few moths or so. I wanted to be stuck to her soles and be constantly trampled by her! That dirt was the luckiest inorganic substance ever! My tongue made its way up her foot and in between her toes. I shuddered in pleasure as I licked out the jam from between her toes. This toe jam wasn't like others, this was delicious! It was like the jam was made of berries or something! But it doesn't matter what substance it was made of, it was amazing all the same!

When I finished both of her feet I looked up at her sadly thinking that we were done, boy was I wrong! After a quick wink, her eyes started to glow red and everything around me started to change! The tress around us began to bend down and slowly change into the roof of a house and the ground rose up and became walls. When everything was done were in a huge house. I looked up at Zoroark to find her replaced by a Mienshao! I gulped nervously as I look at its evil smile but then I noticed something. Instead of having normal teeth, she had one fang! It was obvious now that Zoroark had just brought us into another illusion world and she'd changed her appearance to look like one of my favorite Pokemon. She stood up on my stomach and I wheezed slightly under the intense pressure. She lifted her newly dirt covered foot above my face and let it dangle there. Zoroark was really good at illusions now! It really looked like the dirt-covered sole of a real Mienshao! Suddenly, Mienshao slammed her foot down directly onto my face! I was smothered under the incredible heat of her foot as she ground it into my face. She began to slowly move my head from side to side across the floor as she forced her toes into my mouth; where my tongue eagerly licked them. She lifted her feet off me and I sighed in pleasure as she stood above me. Once again, she held her feet above me but now she was looking at me expectantly. In reaction, I give her foot the wettest kiss ever and she nodded approvingly before forcing my head back to the ground.

Once again, my face was smothered under the purple sole of Mienshao, although more gently than before. Then you noticed something about Mienshao’s feet, unlike Zoroark, her feet were coated in sweat and not dirt! I was so excited when I realized this; you could say I have a rare drinking problem. Yeah, a foot sweat drinking problem! To me, drinking foot sweat was better than even the purest of waters! It's a natural feeling you have when you love feet, don't judge me! So I began to lick the heavenly sole that was compressing my face. The sweat smoothly dripped from her soles and into my mouth. I heard her giggle above me as I licked her soles. She lifts her foot away from me and I grab for it only to discover that something was holding me down. Mienshao smiled down at me and I smiled at her feet. Some of the sweat still dripped off of her perfect soles and onto my face as I watched her feet. She began to playfully wiggle her claw-like toes and my focus turned to them. As I opened my mouth to complement her feet, she forced her toes into my mouth and forced me to suck on them. The vast amount of sweat poured from her feet and into my mouth and I inhaled the odor of her feet as best as I could. Zoroark was being too good to me with all of these illusions, but the real fun had just begun.

As I closed my eyes and enjoyed her toes, I noticed that she was slowly becoming heavier and heavier. I was able to ignore it at first, but eventually she got to heavy and I opened my eyes. However, they were quickly closed shut by Mienshao's hands and I don't open them again, not wanting to upset Zoroark and make her stop this wonderful illusion. Eventually, all weight leaves my body and I feel my mouth becoming filled with more and more... something. Suddenly, I'm lifted up and set on something soft. I keep my eyes shut as I feel myself being tied to whatever I was laying on. I opened my eyes when I felt something tickle my nose. I almost screamed when I saw a now giant Mienshao's feet in front of me! I looked around in a blind panic and noticed two things: 1) Everything had gotten bigger and, therefore, I was shrunk somehow 2) I was tied to the sole of another Mienshao! I struggled in place, trying to free myself but that only encouraged a giggle from Mienshao. The two Mienshao's press their feet together and push with all of their might. For a moment I panic, thinking it's the end. But I felt no pain and I remembered it was an illusion so I tried to calm down as my world was reduced to the purple soles of my two goddesses. My body gave away with the slightest pop and everything turned black for me. The two Mienshao giggled after my frail body pooped between their giant soles. I had been sent to a better place... and a better mistress.

*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*...*Splash!* I woke up with gasp after I was soaked by water. I breathed quickly because of the shock and look around in a panic. Once again my surroundings had changed. Now I was in a small cave. I was surrounded by puddles of water, which were occasionally rippled by drops of water from the ceiling. "Where am I?" I said aloud. In response, I was rudely lifted from the ground by seemingly nothing. I flailed randomly in the air, hoping that I could grab onto something. But I was unsuccessful in my attempt and was lifted face to face with an... adorable Mesprit. I trembled slightly as the Mesprit's yellow eyes scanned my miniscule body and her face remained emotionless. After thoroughly looking me over, Mesprit smiled slightly and that's when I noticed the small fang protruding from her mouth. "Is that you again Zoroark?" I asked. Mesprit merely giggled and released me from her psychic grip. I screamed faintly as I plummeted to the ground below me and gasped as something constricted around my body. I was rudely turned to face my newest mistress and realized that her two tails were currently wrapped around my entire body, except the head. I gulped nervously as I noticed the devious smile on Mesprit's face.

Mesprit set herself down into a sitting position on the ground with her feet stretching out towards me. Her tails brought me closer to her feet and I could feel them tightening around me. I try to breath in some air, but my mouth refused to budge! It was like some psychic power was preventing them from moving. So instead I inhaled through my nose. At that moment, the most pleasant smell wafted into my nostrils. They tingled in reaction and I visibly relaxed. That incredible smell was emitting from Mesprit's huge, to me, grey feet. I continued to inhale that wonderful scent that I couldn't describe. Looking back, it seemed to smell like some kind of flower... or a berry. The point is that her feet smelled good. Suddenly, I felt my nose plug up and my mouth was finally able to operate. My body was suddenly brought closer to Mesprit's feet and they were right in front of me. Her tails tightened around me fiercely and it physically forced my tongue to stick out from my mouth. I was then moved around like a paintbrush, but instead of paint I coated her feet in saliva. I hummed happily as my tongue was used as a brush to stroke Mesprit's amazing feet.

Minutes later, the tails let my body loose and I fell gently to the ground. Above me Mesprit was leaning back and sighed, completely relaxed. I laid on my back and relaxed as well, out of breath from the experience of not being able to breathe. We both just relaxed for the next few minutes, simply enjoying doing nothing. But the time didn’t seem to last long since I was quickly snatched into Mesprit’s hands. I felt an odd tingling sensation course through my body and I was about learn what happened to me. Mesprit started to roll me between her hands, like someone would do with a ball of clay. To my surprise, my body actually began to mold together and slowly turn into a ball shape. I began to get dizzier and dizzier as my body was rolled between Mesprit’s hands. When she stopped, I was a perfectly round ball and she was ready for some fun. She set me down on the ground and I tried to roll around but with no results.

Satisfied with my new form, Mesprit tossed me up into the air. My fall back to the ground was suddenly halted and I was thrown to the side. In an instant my face was pressed up against the sweaty sole of her feet and then tossed up again. After this happened several times I realized that Mesprit was juggling me with her feet! The sickening experience of being thrown in the air, caught by her feet, and thrown up again was awful and I almost barfed. Luckily I was able to hold it in and kept my foot lust satisfied by kissing her blue feet whenever I could.

Without warning, Mesprit stopped juggling me and I flopped to the ground. I looked up to see the bottom of Mesprit’s foot descend upon me and felt its smothering warmth just as quickly. I could feel my now clay body molding to the shape of her foot. But I felt another odd tingly sensation wash over me, and now I felt my body strain under the pressure. She began to grind her foot into my body and I could feel my body start to disintegrate under me. I could tell that I was leaving this illusion, so I decided to give the beautiful blue sole above me one last kiss before being reduced to dust under it. I was gone without a trace in the world of illusion, and now I was headed back to the real world.

Back in the world of reality, I felt my stomach rise as my body was lifted into the air. Once again, I was tied to something and could just barely turn my head to see that it was Zoroark’s paw! She’d somehow managed to shrink me in reality too and she was using me to cushion her journey on the road. The next moment my face was buried deep into the dirt of the ground. Unable to reach her feet, I decided to kiss the ground that Zoroark walked on like the slave I so badly wanted to be. After what seemed like hours of heaven I felt Zoroark stop and felt my bonds start to loosen.

I fell off her paw and onto the soft ground of a forest. The exact forest where I found her, I may add. It was daytime now, and the light of the sun just barely shone through the trees. Zoroark looked down at me with an evil grimace and motioned me to follow her. I kissed the imprints of her paws on the ground as she walked. At length, I found her with her back propped up against a tree with her paws outstretched to me. Eagerly I ran to them and began to lick them as much as possible, despite the fact that they were spotless from my earlier worshiping. She didn’t care the, that’s what she wanted.

This is where my life as a human ended. Now I live as a bug with the honor to worship a dark goddess’ feet for the rest of my days. I had never really caught her; she had caught me. She’d just gotten rid of her last foot slave when I came to catch her and like the last fellow, she enchanted me with her paws. Since her first day with me, she was training me for my future life as a slave. She’d used me for her pleasure so many times acting like it was for me, but it was all for her. I have to go now; she’s calling for me. Zoroark is not the type you want to keep waiting.