A little 'special' for today that I did as a raffle with 5 other people.
The writing is lackluster at times because this is what I'd call a 'plotless' story.
Anyways, enjoy reading! And happy Paw Day 2015!

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Alex ©  Alex998

Vitt ©  miroki

Blue ©  blueeyedredwolf

Tinker ©  DisturbedDemons

Elijah ©  Someone_epic

Story © me,
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Oh yes, Paw Day. The day in which every fanatical paw lover - regular-sized, micros and macros alike - can collectively enjoy all the paws from their fellow friends at no limit. That’s not to say they can’t on any other day, it’s just that the eponymous day wouldn’t be what it is today without its trademark dedication to footpaws! This year’s celebration will once again be absolutely huge; a true festival where plenty of furs will allow others to play, rub, squish, tease- you name it - with their paws.
And as such, some idiot on the Internet has given four people the chance to experience just that.

Of these lucky four, three were wolves: Alex, Blue and Vitt, and the other was an earth pony, Tinker. They were the ones that would be treated to the paws of a macro and do anything they could let them choose from to their heart’s content. The macro in question was Elijah, a blue jay. Now, you would probably think that macro birds wouldn’t exactly have the ideal paws for teasing micros with. But you would be completely off the track. Paw Day is for everyone, and Eli had a retrospective experience of stomping and smothering tiny things in his paws! He also quite liked to be stomped and stuck to soles himself, which only added to his scale of experience with paws. They had promised to meet up in a large open field, big enough for Elijah, to rest himself on so that they could play some games with his feetpaws. The large bird was already lying there, waiting for his four customers.

It was now 09:00. After an hour had elapsed and Alex, Blue, Tinker and Vitt had conversed for a bit while heading to the designated place, they arrived and ran face-first in the jay having his paws propped up, with the soles facing them. The fifty-foot Eli looked down upon them with a playful grin, because only he knew what he was about to do with them. He wiggled his toes in front of the quartet to tease them a little as to what would come next. None of the five had made any remarks yet, because Eli didn’t have to explain anything; his huge paws were already rested on the grassy soil before them, and the other four were aware of what they came here to do.
Vitt was the first of the four to step forward to the footpaws, seeing as he was acquainted with Eli, and has been under his paws numerous of times. Shortly after Vitt ran to Eli’s paws to play a little with them, the rest of the three shortly followed him, and ran straight for the soles. All four of them began to rest themselves against Eli’s paws, Alex and Vitt rubbing his big soles.
“Hihihi!”, Elijah giggled. “That tickles!”
Naturally, it was meant in a good manner; Elijah did not want his four little paw servants to stop rubbing, otherwise he might not have exhibited this glorious party, on Paw Day no less!
Just then, after all the rubbing from his micro buddies, the jay thought it’d be the time for some actual paw teasing.

Elijah moved his paws together, having them slowly close in on each other and the four between them. With a teasing look on his face, he softly smushed the micros between his paws. The moment his paws had completely imprisoned his four guests, he let out short, delighted giggles to add to the experience. From inside Eli’s paws, satisfying murrs emerged, belonging to the very lucky group of four that had only experienced just the beginning of an amazing day.
The blue jay took large amounts of pleasure in having the micros trapped in his footpaws, amounts that were just as large as himself. He continued to press his soles against each other - this time just a little harder, as he saw Alex, head poking out from between his toes, as well as another shred of red body tissue appearing underneath his heel. It appeared they did really like being smothered between Elijah’s massive paws. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. There still remained millions of ways for the jay to toy with the micros using his paws.

Elijah stood up, careful not to cause any harm to his friends, who were still squirming around in his paws with most likely a full sense of satisfaction. As he was done standing up from the ground, the tiny quartet fell out from between Eli’s paws. The jay gasped as he did not expect them to drop to the ground so abruptly like that, and who knows, they might actually hurt themselves. But he was quickly reassured after he saw Vitt hopping up and down, to signal he was ready for some more, and shortly thereafter Tinker, Blue and Alex reacted in the same manner.
“Okay then!”, Elijah thought. He did feel a slight feeling of fault pass through him as he feared accidentally hurting one of them. But so far, everything went safe and sound, and there was nobody to poke a hole in their adventure.
Then, Eli slowly lowered his right footpaw over the four micros on the ground. They subsequently laid down on their chest to maximize the effect of Eli’s soles smothering them from above. His footpaw came closer and closer, until Eli felt the surface beneath. He lightly rubbed his paw over the grassy surface, feeling several warm spots underneath him, which were ostensibly Alex, Blue, Tinker and Vitt being comfortably soft-stomped by the macro jay. For them, the lights went out, and they could feel nothing more than the warm surface of Eli’s sole pressing them from above. Elijah made sure to allow a bit of fresh air to flow in the spaces underneath his footpaw to keep the four from respiratory torment. Again, plenty of satisfactory sounds were produced from under there, which made Eli happier by the second. He himself felt very comfortable as well, knowing he was in the midst of providing four furs with one of the best days they might ever have…

After five minutes had elapsed in which Eli dealt with smothering the four underneath his footpaw, he decided to make it a little more intense. He still had to mind being extremely careful with them, but he gradually increased the force with which he pressed his paw against the surface.
Vitt was laying just between the protruding point of Elijah’s middle toe, and was therefore the one who felt the forceful mass of his paw press down on him the most. Moreover, Eli was also rolling his paw back and forth over the surface as he stomped them, resulting in all of them to be treated with the tissue of his soft sole being dragged back and forth across their backs. Both the micros’ places and experiences were more than akin to what you’d expect to find in a hotel room reserved for celebrities. But only now, they had the fortune of having Elijah’s gigantic, amazingly comforting paws reserved for them! Not to mention all the delightful squirming and murring coming from his paw kept Elijah healthily motivated throughout the whole paw-massaging session.
Then, Eli started to wiggle his toes around as he pressed down with even more strength. This was the highest point in which he wouldn’t risk harming his guests, but would still be able to provide them with his massive paw pressing them into the surface underneath. Tinker - who was lying just under the left side of Eli’s heel, noticed - after a period of squirming around in his place - how Eli slowly dragged his whole paw backwards instead of rolling it back and forth on top of them. It seemed Part 3 of the glorious paw smooshing was about to take in.

The micros were laying on the ground - exhausted from the smooshing - in a gigantic birdfoot print that Elijah’s paw had left behind in the grass landscape. Following that, he turned both his paws on their sides, showing their soles. With no warning to the little ones at the mercy of his paws, Eli pressed them against each other and started rubbing them against the surface of the other footpaw, giggling loudly as he did it. “You micros are just so versatile!”, he exclaimed happily while the four were firmly squished between his paws. It was sort of a throwback to Eli’s introductory paw smoosh, only this time he rubbed his paws together and pressed a little harder on his visitors. While he did all of this, the micros at the head of the scene were quite literally feeling like they were in heaven. Alex and Vitt jutted their happy little heads out of the top of the squishing mass, only to show Eli the state of ultimate greatness they were in. A greatness that also counted for Eli himself, as he had never had this much fun before squashing smaller furs, something reminiscent of the times when he stomped his friends back in the past times. And while Vitt, Alex, Blue and Tinker were continuously enjoying the warm surfaces of Eli’s paws move across them from both sides, they were considering the fact that this amazing day had only just started…

Happy Paw Day 2015!