My part of an art trade I did with  slipe who wanted a story about his character here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3628577/ now named Olette Hunchkins getting a foot rub from my PCA character Greger T. Sabas. Well that's was sort of the part I wanted him to do but he wanted me to make a story out of it so I did XD I hope you like it^^

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It is a sunny and cloudy Saturday evening around 5:25 P.M. with a nice, cool breeze blowing in the air. The evening time had arrived in the Kanto region twenty-five minutes ago as the sun is setting down the horizon but only by a little bit. The sun is setting by a city known as Vermillion City which is located to the south. The sun is setting back the ocean view giving the skies a nice orange like color.

The people of this city and this region however are not ordinary but they are creatures known as Pokemon who stand on their own two feet and wear clothing just like humans. In the city however there is only a couple of these Pokemon walking the streets because since it is the evening a few of them are heading home while a few others are still hanging around the city.

One of those few that are heading home is a woman heading up north and her name is Olette Hunchkins. Olette is a 25 year old Aerodactyl woman who works during her weekdays and relaxes during the weekends. She has gray like skin, blue eyes, and short pink like hair with two moderate sized horns sticking out from her head. She’s wearing red lipstick on her lips and a causal dark red dress that shows off her both of her hands, arm like wings, chest area showing her cleverage area, her smooth legs and long tail sticking out from the back. She’s wearing dark red heel shoes.

In her hands she has a grocery bag filled with several berries known as Pecha Berries and Persim Berries which are very sweet which she loves however she wasn’t in a very good right now. She had a very angry look on her face with a vein on the right side of her head. During her time at the local grocery store in Vermillion City she had her butt cheeks slapped and squeezed by a couple of male teenagers in the store and was quite irritated by that. She was able to grab one of them by the back of their shirt and she scolded the boy for touching her private body however while she scolded the boy the other teens were able to get another feel on her butt once more but eventually the boys were kicked out of the store.

Now heading north Olette just wanted to get home and relax. “Darn those boys for touching my butt like that,” she said in thought angrily. “I just wanna go home and relax and forget this day ever happened!” She made her way out from Vermillion City and now was at the entrance of Route 6 however once she stepped foot into the Route she heard a snapping sound. “Huh what was that?” She then lost her balance as she fell face first dropping her bag on the ground.

While still on the ground she turned her body around now sitting on her butt and saw why she lost her balance. The heel of her right shoe had snapped and the heel of her left shoe looked like it was about to snap as well. Angrily she removed both of her heel shoes, stood up on her bare feet and threw them to the left side into the grass huffing and puffing angrily. “I don’t know need this today!” She was about to grab her grocery bag when she heard the sound of someone getting hurt as she looked over to her left to where she threw her broken heel shoes.

“Ow ow ow my head that hurt!”
She grabbed her grocery bag as she ran into the grass to see a boy in his older teens sitting next to a small river rubbing the top of his head. “My goodness are you alright?!” she asked running up to him. The boy turned around to Olette and revealed himself as a male Sneasel. “Yes I’m alright…kinda anyway,” he said standing on his feet. “Apparently something hit me on the top of my head.” As he continued rubbing his head he noticed two dark red heels on the grass. “And I think those might be the cause of it,” he said pointing to the heels.

“Oh dear I’m very sorry. You see those heels are mine and I got so mad when the bottoms snapped off I threw them into the air. I’m truly sorry for that,” she said putting her hands together. The Sneasel boy smiled and said, “It’s alright I’m not mad at you Ms…Ms…”

“Olette my name is Olette Hunchkins,” she said with a smile extending her right hand out to him. He smiled as he extended his right hand with two claws out to her and shook her right hand. “Nice to meet you Olette my name is Greger T. Sabas but you can me Greger.”

“Well its very nice meeting you Greger.”

Greger is an 18 year old Sneasel who has short black and pink hair with his two ears sticking out from the head but the ear on the left is long and red, red eyes, and black like skin with some muscles on them. He’s wearing a gray short sleeved shirt with a gray wristband around his right wrist, dark blue jeans with two pockets on his left and right sides with three bright red feathers sticking out from behind and red and black colored sneakers with red laces tied nicely together.

A few minutes later both Greger and Olette were sitting by the river together with her explaining her reason why she had thrown her heels shoes in an angry fashion. “Oh I see those boys at the supermarket were messing with you a lot and you were in a bad mood,” he said. “I wouldn’t blame you if you did get angry.”

“And that's not the worst of it,” she said taking a bite out of one of the Pecha Berries from her bag. “I came out from the supermarket and those same boys who were bothering me inside of the market did it again to me so I had to chase them all down making me run in my heels. That was no pinic let me tell you.” He nodded agreeing with her. “Oh dear I have to be going now. Greger it was very nice meeting you but I must be heading home now.” She stood on her own two feet and sighed. “And I’ll be walking bare feet thanks to those boys.” Just then Greger stood up from the grass. “You know Olette I could carry that bag for you and you don’t have to.”

“Oh no I couldn’t. Not after I hit you with my broken heels.”

“It’s fine really,” he said taking her bag. “After what you told me what had happened it’s only fair that I do this for you.”

“Well alright I guess. Its awfully sweet of you Greger thank you,” she said with a smile. He smiled back at her. “You’re welcome.”

A few minutes later Olette and Greger were walking side by side together on Route 6 heading for Olette’s house with him holding the bag in his hand. The two of them were walking on a long brown path with a few grassy patches. Further ahead Greger started to notice a few houses showing up ahead. “I had no idea there were houses on this route,” he said to himself. “Olette where’s your house.”

“Oh its just a few blocks away,” she said with a smile.

It took a few more minutes but finally they reached their location. Greger looked ahead and saw he was looking at Olette’s house. Her house is a two story house with a nice cut lawn located to the left, a black driveway with a red garage door ahead and a moderate sized mailbox with lengths of brown colored fences almost surrounding the house. “Wow this is a very nice place you have here,” he said.

“Aw thank you Greger,” she said with a smile. “Now come on let’s get inside.”

Moments later the front door opened as Olette stepped inside with Greger from behind as he closed the door from behind. Inside he noticed some stairs to the right, ahead a small hallway that led to a different part of the house and to his left he saw what to be the living room. “Greger watch your step ok?”

“Oh yes I will,” he said.

He watched her step up two steps as he went up the steps as well as he followed her into the living room. Once inside the living room the two made their way into the kitchen which was just up ahead. Once in the kitchen, Greger could tell she kept her kitchen nice and clean. “Greger you can put the bag on the counter table for me,” she said while going into her white refrigerator and getting a drink of water. “Ok,” he replied putting the bag on the counter table.

Moments later Olette and Greger walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room where Olette sat down in her two seated sofa and placed her two bare feet on a soft cushion foot stool. “A-Ahhhhhhh now I can relax,” she said stretching her arms into the air. “Greger you can have a seat next to me if you like to.”

“O-Oh thank you I will,” he said as he walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Olette. She finished stretching her arms and now had her arms crossed looking disappointed for some reason. “Is there something the matter,” he asked.

“Oh it’s nothing just thinking about what happened to me. You know with the whole supermarket business and all that,” she said. “Well I didn’t tell you this but I’ve been out since this morning. I wanted to relax and home and do my business but thanks to those boys I couldn’t even enjoy my day off. I know I still have another day off but those boys made me run on my feet which was tiring mind you. I just…oh nevermind.”

She sighed with her arms still crossed and with that disappointed look still on her face. Greger, for some reason, felt really bad for her. He didn’t know what her job was but her job must been a tiring with only two days to relax. “There has to be something I can do for her but what can I do?” Just then he remembered what Olette had said to him before as he got up on his feet. “Ms. Olette do you have any rubbing lotion?”

“Um yes I do it’s in my bathroom upstairs to the left. Why?”

Without saying a word, Greger made his way towards the stairs running up them leaving Olette with a puzzled look on her face. “Why did he just ask me for lotion?” she asked herself. A minute later he came running down the stairs with a moderate sized bottle of lotion in his right hand which had the logo of Olette’s favorite berry. He ran back into the living room as he got on his knees close to Olette’s feet, opened the cap of the lotion bottle and poured some of the pink smelling lotion onto his right hand and then rubbed both of his hands together getting the smell of Pecha berries in his hands.

“G-Gerger what are you going to do?” She asked. He gave her a warm smile as he placed his two hands against the sides of Olette’s right foot and began rubbing the sides gently and hard at the same time trying not to hurt her foot as much. She couldn’t believe what he was actually doing. He was actually rubbing her foot and to her surprise she was enjoying the rubbing to the side.

“O-Oh my…that…feels good.”

“I’m glad it does,” he said as he continued. “After what you told me what had happened to you I felt bad for some reason. I know I wasn’t there or knew you during that time but you know something I’m going to make sure you’re evening is a very relaxing one I promise you that Olette.”

A good ten minutes passed as Greger continued massaging her right foot. He continued to rub her sides for a good five minutes in between and used the last five other minutes to rub his claw like fingers against her right foot arch. While massaging her arch foot, Olette tried her best not to moan but she didn’t care. She couldn’t believe how nice Greger was treating her after she had hit him on the head with her heel shoes by accident and the two had only met each other for an hour and a couple of minutes. While she was thinking she let out another relaxing moan as he was now massaging in between her two toes.

“Oooooooh that's spot right there in between my toes oooooh!”

Olette kept of her right hand on the sofa arm digging her claws into her sofa arm while digging her left hand claws into the sofa cushion. He continued to massage in between her two toes for a good while until 6:20 P.M.

The sun still shinned outside giving the sky a good coloring. Greger poured some more lotion into his hands as he rubbed them together getting ready to massage Olette’s left foot when she spoke. “U-Um I hope this isn’t too much trouble Greger but could you start off by rubbing my arch first?”

“Of course that isn’t a problem at all,” he said with a smile.

Greger moved his hand claws against her left foot arch rubbing them with his lotion smelling Pecha hand claws. “Ooooooh that’s the spot oh yes,” she said shifting her shoulders on the sofa. “Mmmmm you’re so good at this Greger…I had no idea this would feel so good…o-oooooooh!” He smiled as he continued rubbing her arch. “Well as long as you feel relaxed Olette then I’m happy.”

“Awwww you’re so sweet Greger,” she said smiling.

This massage continued for quite a long while. Greger spent the time massaging Olette’s feet arches making sure that she was relaxed and indeed she felt relaxed. He even used the time to massage in between her toes and on her toes as well. Olette felt like she was in heaven the way he was massaging her feet. She felt his hands moving everywhere around her feet. Moving them around her arches, heels, and toes. She loved the feeling so much she almost started falling asleep during the massgae to her feet. Around 7:00 P.M. with the sun still out Greger took a glance at Olette and saw that she had her eyes closed as he slowly removed his hand claws from her feet.

He then got up from the floor slowly and smiled. “I have a feeling she’s relaxed now,” he said to himself. “I should probarly leave now and head back to Viridian City now.” He was making his way over towards the front door when he felt something touch his right shoulder. “So you’re leaving?” His eyes widened a little as he turned around slowly to find Olette’s hand on his shoulder.

“Yes. I’m sorry I just didn’t want to wake you up,” he said turning around facing towards her. Just then without any warning Olette wrapped her arms around Greger which made him blush a little red on his cheeks. “Greger…thank you so much for that wonderful foot massage…thank you so much,” she said softly still hugging him.

“It was…my pleasure Olette,” he replied hugging her back.

They broke the hug moments later as Greger made his way to the front door. “I guess I’ll be going now. Goodbye Olette and enjoy the rest of your evening.” She smiled at him. “The same to you too.” As he opened the door to leave there was water pouring outside and even though the sun was out there was pouring rain outside. “Great looks like I’ll be walking out in the rain.” He sighed as he was about to take a step into the rain but was pulled back inside the house by Olette.

“Oh no you’re not going out there in that rain Greger,” she said pulling him completely inside and closing the door in the process. “You’re staying with me until this rain blows over and I’m not going to take no for an answer.”

“Um ok that’s fine. Thank you very much Olette.”

She smiled. “No need to thank me. Besides it’s the least I can do for giving me that wonderful massage. Now follow me I’ll show you to you’re room for tonight.”

He nodded as he followed Olette up the stairs to the other rooms. While she was leading him up the stairs she kept the same smile she had on before and was blushing red on her cheeks as she moved her eyes over at Greger just a little bit.

“Such a wonderful boy…Greger thank you.” She said in thought.

Olette Hunchkins ©  slipe
Greger © mine