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A story based on the image here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58327476/
Thanks again!
It was a scorcher of a day, made worse by the grueling schedule Oswald was saddled with. From sunrise to well into the night, he was working. Cartoons in lot A, recordings for the new games in the studio rooms across the studio, and all the press releases for upcoming projects. Oswald loved the fame and attention, but it left him tired and exhausted by the end of the day.
At least he had a few breaks sprinkled in. Today, Oswald had an hour between projects where he could sit, rest, kick up his tired feet, and recover enough before going on to the next big job. Life as a star was a lot of hard work, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything.
The bunny walked out of the main studio, his feet thumping on the concrete with every step, his mind on his air-conditioned trailer and the solitude he would have inside. Just a few more steps and he could finally let his mind relax.
“Oh, excuse me!” A chipper voice called. The bunny’s ears perked up as he turned towards the source. A small cat ran up to him, eyes bright and smile beaming. Oswald took a moment to look over the enthusiastic cat. Normal clothing, no makeup, no equipment, and that look in his eye like he had just seen the greatest thing he would ever see in his life. Must be a fan.
“Hello,” Oswald said pleasantly. Even when he was exhausted, he loved meeting people.
“Hi. Uh, sorry to bother you,” the cat said as his cheeks grew flush. “My name’s Noah and I’m actually a huge fan. I don’t want to take up too much of your time, but I just had to meet you. Could I… uh… get a picture?”
Oswald smiled. These types were always easy to please. “Sure,” the rabbit answered. He moved into a well-practiced pose and flashed his best smile as the cat moved next to him and took out his phone.
“Thank you so, so much,” Noah said as he snapped the image. “I’ve been a fan of yours forever. And your whole lucky rabbit thing is just the best. All bunnies have lucky feet, but I guess your’s are even more amazing.” He laughed nervously as he glanced at Oswald's paws, planted firmly on the ground.
Oswald lifted a curious eyebrow as a thought came to him. “They are pretty lucky,” he said in a playful tone as he flexed his toes.
“Absolutely,” the cat answered. “Okay, I won’t bother you anymore. Thanks again!” He went to race off, but Oswald stopped him before he moved too far.
“Hold up a second,” said the rabbit. “You have anywhere you need to be?”
“Oh, me?” The cat pointed at himself, then brushed the finger away with a blush. “No. I’m just here with a friend, but they’re busy for a while.”
“Nice,” Oswald beamed. “So, you know how you said my feet were lucky?”
“Um… yeah?”
“Well, luck has a funny habit of rubbing off on people.” He grinned. “How about you come back to my trailer for a bit? You can help me relax.”
“Oh, really? I’d love to!” The cat ran over to him. “I’d do anything to help you out, Mr.Oswald.”
“Great!” the rabbit beamed. “But no Mr. Just call me Oswald.”
“Oswald, right!”
The bunny nodded to his trailer, then moved toward it. With the cat in tow, he came to the small space, climbed the stairs to the door, slid it open, and moved inside. The trailer wasn’t a particularly spacious area, but it had warm touches that made it feel comfortable. A desk sat against the far wall with a few pictures of the other rabbits in Oswald’s family. A couch lay further in the back with great plush cushions that were perfect for napping. The carpet was plush, and a television filled the space with blue and green light as it morphed through screensavers.
“What do you think?” Oswald asked as Noah walked in.
“It’s awesome. I never thought I’d be in a star’s trailer.”
“Yeah, I felt the same way when I got one. Wait there for a second, I just have to find something.” Oswald moved over to the desk and opened one of the drawers. It was filled with all the random gadgets and items that he couldn’t find a home for but were good enough to keep. Batteries, scissors, a half-broken ruler. “Where is it…” he muttered as he kept searching.
Noah moved deeper into the trailer, his eyes still alight with wonder. “This is so cool.”
“Ah!” Oswald’s smile returned, brighter than ever. “Found it!” he announced as he pulled a small and colorful device from deep inside the drawer. On first inspection it might have been mistaken for a toy pistol, its chrome casing and neon lights eye-catching and colorful. The reality of the device was much more practical.
Oswald turned it and fiddled with the settings as Noah asked, “What is that? A prop?”
“Sort of. I swiped it from the set of the last movie I was working on.” He typed in the last few settings, then hit the charge button. The gun hummed for a few minutes, then a green LED flicked on.
“Awesome,” said the cat. “Which movie?”
“We Shrank the Neighbors.”
“Oh! That’s the fake shrink ray!”
“Yep. Except it isn’t fake.” With a smirk, Oswald pulled the trigger. For a moment the trailer was enveloped in a flash of green light.
Noah threw his hands up to shield his eyes, but the flash was still so powerful that it made him stumble back. He felt a warmth spreading through his body, starting from his chest and then quickly expanding to his fingers, toes, and head. Then, he was falling.
The cat screamed as he careened through the air before landing in a pile of something soft. Though his head was spinning and he was completely disoriented, at least the immense fall didn’t end with him splattering on the ground. Overwhelmed and completely shocked by the feelings spreading through him, Noah flailed and tried to crawl away.
He flopped off of the surface he had landed on and rolled through something new and unexpected. The ground was soft, made up of thousands of thick strands that stuck upwards like grass. His eyes flickered open, though it was hard to adjust. Everything looked strange and out of place. The air was thick and heavy. Everything sounded wrong… deeper and more powerful than it should be. And… where were his clothes!?
“Ah!” the cat jumped as he realized he was naked. He went to cover himself as he looked around frantically for something to explain what happened. “Oswald, where are you?” he called out.
A huge, thunderous THUMP came as his answer. The ground shook as a result of the impact and it knocked him onto his butt, surrounded by the thick strands of whatever made up the floor. When the shaking faded, he opened his eyes and turned toward the source. In front of him was a massive object taller than he was by an order of magnitude. Three rounded digits pressed into the field of fiber strands and crushed them down.
It took the cat a moment, but finally he understood what he was looking at. The immense object that had almost fallen on him wasn’t a mountain or some huge prop from a movie… it was Oswald’s foot.
The three bunny toes wiggled playfully as they scrunched around the carpet. Noah struggled to tear his eyes away from those immense, steamy toes. Slowly, his eyes crawled upwards, first taking in the giant’s rabbit’s leg, then his blue shorts, his round belly, then finally his playful smirk so many miles above him. “W… what happened!?”
Oswald’s voice was a rolling boom of thunder as he answered, “I shrunk you, silly.”
“But… but why?”
“Because I thought it would be fun.” With a laugh, Oswald tossed the shrink ray, its tip still smoking, onto the table. “And you said you loved my feet, right? Well, now you get to be real up close and personal with them.”
“But… but…” Noah tried to inch away, but it was a meaningless motion.
Oswald tilted his head as he stared down at the bug-sized cat. “I thought you said you would do anything for me.”
“Did I say that?”
Oswald giggled. “I think so.”
“So you’re going to squish me?”
“What? No! I like to play around with my fans, but I’m not gonna squish them! At least not on purpose.” Upon seeing the look of shock that came over Noah, Oswald quickly said, “Kidding! You’ll be fine. Might get a little sweaty after this, but you’ll live. And you’ll have a fun story to not tell anyone about!”
“I… I don’t really have a choice, do I?”
“Not really,” the rabbit answered with another chuckle. “So just lean into it. Most of my fans say it’s actually fun once they get past the initial shock.”
“Well… I guess. What do I have to do?”
“Not much,” Oswald answered. He then lifted his paw from the ground, the carpet fibers that had been trapped under his foot struggling to stand as the immense pressure was taken off of them. Noah watched with a primal dread as the titanic bunny paw loomed above him, the wide sole reflecting the half-light of the trailer as bits of steam puffed from between his toes. “Just wiggle around for me~”
Without another word, Oswald stepped forward. His gargantuan black sole lowered toward Noah, leaving the cat trapped in its ever darkening shadow. Noah could do nothing but stare in horror as it descended, growing larger and larger and larger until… THUMP.
Noah was smooshed below it, smothered completely by the hot, steaming bunny paw as it compressed him into the ground. The carpet fibers groaned as they were bent and crushed along with him. The pressure was immense from the first instant Oswald planted his paw onto the little cat’s body, but it grew exponentially more intense as he leaned forward.
A high pitched, muffled yelp came from the cat as the air was squashed out of his lungs. His hands were plastered in place as Oswald’s foot continued to lean on him, making any attempts at movement seem comical. There was no way he could wiggle even a finger, let alone escape.
After a few moments, reality set in for the cat. He was trapped under Oswald’s foot, compressed by the steaming, hot sole. The temperature rose to scorching after only a few moments, leaving Noah’s nude body drenched in sweat. His face was pressed directly against the wall of feet that pressed down on him, his nose scrunched up as the skin flexed around his face.
“Cute~” Oswald said from above him, his voice muffled by the tons of flesh resting on top of the little cat. “I can barely feel you under there.”
The rabbit moved his foot back, dragging the massive expanse of his sole across the little cat. The sound of it rubbing against Noah’s body rang in his ears and was almost as humiliating as the sensation of sweat droplets rolling onto his body. Oswald continued to drag his foot over him, back and forth, grinding him even deeper into the carpet below.
After a minute, Noah’s lungs burned to the point where he had to take a breath. It was a struggle forcing his lungs to expand under the pressure, but he was able to slurp down a gulp of dense, heavy, damp air flavored by the natural musk of the bottom of the bunny’s foot.
Oswald giggled as he kept rubbing, clearly enjoying their playtime. After a couple of minutes, he stopped moving his foot and simply let it rest on the cat.
Noah thought that maybe it was over. Maybe Oswald was finished using him as a foot toy. Instead, the rabbit leaned forward even more. His foot squashed into the ground, his skin expanding outward as the pressure increased drastically. Noah was flattened even more into the steamy sole, his lips smooshed right up against the dark skin. After a few seconds, Oswald lifted his foot off the ground.
Adhered by the sweat and pressure, Noah came with it. Oswald laughed as he stood on one foot and turned his other sole so that he could see the kitty. “Ha, I had a feeling you’d enjoy this. How are you holding up?”
“Ugh…” Noah groaned. He didn’t have the strength to peel himself off of the rabbit’s foot, and his eyes were alright with sparks. His head hurt and his body felt like he had been beaten up and brutalized.
“Still moving? Then you’re fine.” With another smirk, the rabbit lowered his foot.
“Wait!” was all that Noah managed to scream before Oswald’s foot came down with another THUMP!
Noah was trapped as Oswald walked across his trailer, each rise and fall of his gigantic bunny feet a world-changing reality for the tiny cat trapped below him. Noah was pummeled, stomped, shaking, and completely trampled as Oswald simply crossed the distance to his couch. If it wasn’t for the soft carpet underfoot, he probably would have been squished completely.
“Ah~” Oswald sighed as he threw himself onto his couch. “Now this is relaxing,” he said as he brought his feet up towards him so that they rested on the cushions. He turned one of his paws so that it lay on its side and he could see the tiny kitty still glued to the bottom. “I don’t know what it is about having a tiny person play with my toes, but I just love it. You know?”
“Ugh…” Noah moaned again. He was still surrounded by the reality of Oswald’s paw. Each breath was a heavy reminder of his place on the bottom of his body as his nose was assaulted by the aroma of bunny feet. When he tried to move, sweat held him in place. His face dragged across the underside of the smooth, textured black sole as he tried to push himself off once again.
“And it isn’t so bad for you, right?” Oswald continued. He flexed his foot, Noah’s body bending to conform to the changing shape. “I mean, I’m a bunny. Bunnies have super soft feet! It’s one of the things we’re known for.” He wiggled his toes. “Plus I always get compliments on them. You have NO IDEA how much fanmail I get with people saying they’d like to kiss them. I think most of them are jokes… but not all of them.” He laughed again. “Feel free to kiss them if you want though! Honest, I don’t mind.”
Noah groaned again. His face was plastered against the underside of the rabbit, his lips mashed against the skin. He practically was kissing it already. Though it was heavy, though it was crushing and overwhelming in every possible way, Noah struggled with what the rabbit said. Did he want him to kiss it?
The cat’s body trembled as he thought about the hidden demand given by this god-sized creature. He was just a bug to Oswald… he couldn’t say no. Still trembling, Noah pressed his face even harder against the sole and kissed it with as much force as he could manage. He opened his mouth and let his tongue drag across the textured skin. The flavor was almost as intense as the smell.
Oswald giggled as he watched the little cat work. “Aw, you’re really getting into this.” With a smirk, the giant moved his other paw. He angled it so that the soles were both facing each other, with the tiny kitty still stuck to the bottom. Without warning, Oswald slammed them together.
POOMF, the paws collided with one another, their huge and immense forms smothering little Noah between them. All light was stolen from the cat as he found himself completely surrounded and squashed between two massive walls of bunny feet. The temperature instantly rose to sweltering levels as more specks of dirt and droplets of sweat were ground into his body.
He tried to call out, but he was too smothered by feet to say anything. Then Oswald moved his paws, shifting one up while the other moved down, dragging Noah’s nude body across them. The cat’s sensitive stomach was squashed and pressed as he rolled over the constantly shifting curves of the giant’s foot. His face was pressed into Oswald’s heel, then the balls of his foot, then between the mountainous toes that were each bigger than his entire existence.
There was nothing he could do to escape. The pressure of the immense, powerful feet was too much to even entertain the thought. He couldn’t scream or call for help or beg for it to stop. It was hard even to find the space to breathe. No, the only thing Noah could do was what Oswald had told him at the very start. He could wiggle.
“Mmm~” Oswald hummed as he continued to smoosh the kitty between his massive paws. He shifted his foot and moved the tiny speck towards his toes, then squished him between two of them. Noah’s face was pressed deep into the narrow gap between the hulking digits, his body buried in the damp black fur. Oswald then flexed his toes, first widening the area enough for Noah to barely see a few traces of light that managed to slip through the jungle of fur before crushing the toes back together. Massive muscles squeezed Noah from all sides until a very slight squeak came from his crushed lungs.
Noah was then dragged out from between the bunny’s toes and dropped onto the plush cushion of the couch. Oswald leaned back, a satisfied look on his face as he loomed above the tiny fan, now completely drenched in sweat and steaming. “You look adorable,” said the bunny. “Maybe when your head isn’t spinning from the scent of my paws, we can talk about doing this again.”
“I…” Noah didn’t know how to answer that. He pushed himself onto his hands and knees, the huge wall of Oswald’s foot resting to his left acting as a reminder of his place in the world. He didn’t know if he could handle another five minutes of this, let alone doing it all again.
“Don’t worry about that for now,” Oswald continued. “We still have a bunch of time left before I have to go anywhere~” He smiled again. It was such a cute and adorable thing, though there was so much power and dominance behind it. “For now…” the rabbit moved his other foot. The massive toe came towards Noah, then pressed him against the bottom of the rabbit’s other sole until Noah’s face was almost completely enveloped by the smooth, squishy form. “Just lick.”
Noah couldn’t answer. He could just do as he was told. Feebly, weekly, he opened his mouth and let his tongue lap against the underside of the rabbit’s paw. After a few more kisses, he leaned into it and pressed his entire body against the massive, steaming foot. It just seemed like the right thing for a bug like him to do. Completely dominated and overpowered by the lowest part of Oswald’s body, Noah gave in completely.
They stayed like that for a few minutes. Oswald pulled out his phone and scrolled through his feed as Noah continued to lick. Now and then the rabbit would shift his weight or flex his foot. Though it was a meaningless action to him, Noah felt everything. Especially when Oswald smooshed his feet together again.
After twenty minutes of worship and play, Oswald’s phone lit up and the ringtone sounded. “Oh dang it,” the bunny said as he let his feet separate, Noah’s tired body flopping into a steaming pile between them. “It's my agent. This is probably going to be a long call.” He tapped the accept button. “Hey, how’s it going? Yeah, I’m just in my trailer. Do I need to go somewhere? No? Okay, yeah, then I can talk. Just give me a second.”
With a thunderous THUMP, Oswald pushed himself off of the couch and stood. “Uh huh, yep.” He reached down for his tiny kitty. Noah couldn’t even flinch as Oswald’s massive fingers scooped him into his fist. Hulking footsteps shook the cat’s world until Oswald crossed the trailer again. “Another one? Do I have time for that? Yeah… maybe. Hey, did they ever say if they are making a sequel to that shrinking movie?”
He paused as he came to his desk. “Right.” Noah’s head spun once more as his body was lifted, then tossed into the air. He screamed as he fell, wind thundering around him until he landed with a plop on yet another soft, plush surface. This time, he knew exactly where he was. The cushion of the chair by Oswald’s desk.
Blurry eyes looked upward as the bunny moved above him, then bent over. The sky was eclipsed with the unimaginably huge form of his rounded butt. “Wait!” Noah shouted, but Oswald was already moving.
PLOP~ The bunny’s bottom came down onto the chair. The cushion puffed outward as it spread to accommodate his weight, the air squashed out of the light material. For Noah, the experience was cataclysmic. Once again he was trapped under the rabbit, only now it was his butt that squashed him.
The pressure only grew as Owald scooted back and forth, grinding his butt into a comfy position. “Wait… they want me to play the person being shrunk!? No! The rabbit is the big one! We had that whole angle with the feet, remembered? I’m doing research on the role right now!” A pause, then a laugh. “Yes, it’s the type of role I have to research. Don’t worry about it. Can you get me on a call with the writers and director? I’m sure we can work something out.”
He leaned back, the pressure growing on Noah even more. “Yep, that’ll work. Anyway, did you ever hear back about…”
As Oswald continued on with the conversation, Noah was left with a feeling of complete domination. He was trapped under the rabbit’s butt, no better than a seat cushion. He was a bug to be used, an insect to be trampled, a worm to be sat on. But maybe that’s how it was supposed to be… Oswald was so amazing and impressive.
Overwhelmed by the events of the last few minutes and on the verge of snapping, Noah did the only thing a bug in his position could do. As Oswald continued to live his amazing life, Noah wiggled under his butt.
Thanks again!
It was a scorcher of a day, made worse by the grueling schedule Oswald was saddled with. From sunrise to well into the night, he was working. Cartoons in lot A, recordings for the new games in the studio rooms across the studio, and all the press releases for upcoming projects. Oswald loved the fame and attention, but it left him tired and exhausted by the end of the day.
At least he had a few breaks sprinkled in. Today, Oswald had an hour between projects where he could sit, rest, kick up his tired feet, and recover enough before going on to the next big job. Life as a star was a lot of hard work, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything.
The bunny walked out of the main studio, his feet thumping on the concrete with every step, his mind on his air-conditioned trailer and the solitude he would have inside. Just a few more steps and he could finally let his mind relax.
“Oh, excuse me!” A chipper voice called. The bunny’s ears perked up as he turned towards the source. A small cat ran up to him, eyes bright and smile beaming. Oswald took a moment to look over the enthusiastic cat. Normal clothing, no makeup, no equipment, and that look in his eye like he had just seen the greatest thing he would ever see in his life. Must be a fan.
“Hello,” Oswald said pleasantly. Even when he was exhausted, he loved meeting people.
“Hi. Uh, sorry to bother you,” the cat said as his cheeks grew flush. “My name’s Noah and I’m actually a huge fan. I don’t want to take up too much of your time, but I just had to meet you. Could I… uh… get a picture?”
Oswald smiled. These types were always easy to please. “Sure,” the rabbit answered. He moved into a well-practiced pose and flashed his best smile as the cat moved next to him and took out his phone.
“Thank you so, so much,” Noah said as he snapped the image. “I’ve been a fan of yours forever. And your whole lucky rabbit thing is just the best. All bunnies have lucky feet, but I guess your’s are even more amazing.” He laughed nervously as he glanced at Oswald's paws, planted firmly on the ground.
Oswald lifted a curious eyebrow as a thought came to him. “They are pretty lucky,” he said in a playful tone as he flexed his toes.
“Absolutely,” the cat answered. “Okay, I won’t bother you anymore. Thanks again!” He went to race off, but Oswald stopped him before he moved too far.
“Hold up a second,” said the rabbit. “You have anywhere you need to be?”
“Oh, me?” The cat pointed at himself, then brushed the finger away with a blush. “No. I’m just here with a friend, but they’re busy for a while.”
“Nice,” Oswald beamed. “So, you know how you said my feet were lucky?”
“Um… yeah?”
“Well, luck has a funny habit of rubbing off on people.” He grinned. “How about you come back to my trailer for a bit? You can help me relax.”
“Oh, really? I’d love to!” The cat ran over to him. “I’d do anything to help you out, Mr.Oswald.”
“Great!” the rabbit beamed. “But no Mr. Just call me Oswald.”
“Oswald, right!”
The bunny nodded to his trailer, then moved toward it. With the cat in tow, he came to the small space, climbed the stairs to the door, slid it open, and moved inside. The trailer wasn’t a particularly spacious area, but it had warm touches that made it feel comfortable. A desk sat against the far wall with a few pictures of the other rabbits in Oswald’s family. A couch lay further in the back with great plush cushions that were perfect for napping. The carpet was plush, and a television filled the space with blue and green light as it morphed through screensavers.
“What do you think?” Oswald asked as Noah walked in.
“It’s awesome. I never thought I’d be in a star’s trailer.”
“Yeah, I felt the same way when I got one. Wait there for a second, I just have to find something.” Oswald moved over to the desk and opened one of the drawers. It was filled with all the random gadgets and items that he couldn’t find a home for but were good enough to keep. Batteries, scissors, a half-broken ruler. “Where is it…” he muttered as he kept searching.
Noah moved deeper into the trailer, his eyes still alight with wonder. “This is so cool.”
“Ah!” Oswald’s smile returned, brighter than ever. “Found it!” he announced as he pulled a small and colorful device from deep inside the drawer. On first inspection it might have been mistaken for a toy pistol, its chrome casing and neon lights eye-catching and colorful. The reality of the device was much more practical.
Oswald turned it and fiddled with the settings as Noah asked, “What is that? A prop?”
“Sort of. I swiped it from the set of the last movie I was working on.” He typed in the last few settings, then hit the charge button. The gun hummed for a few minutes, then a green LED flicked on.
“Awesome,” said the cat. “Which movie?”
“We Shrank the Neighbors.”
“Oh! That’s the fake shrink ray!”
“Yep. Except it isn’t fake.” With a smirk, Oswald pulled the trigger. For a moment the trailer was enveloped in a flash of green light.
Noah threw his hands up to shield his eyes, but the flash was still so powerful that it made him stumble back. He felt a warmth spreading through his body, starting from his chest and then quickly expanding to his fingers, toes, and head. Then, he was falling.
The cat screamed as he careened through the air before landing in a pile of something soft. Though his head was spinning and he was completely disoriented, at least the immense fall didn’t end with him splattering on the ground. Overwhelmed and completely shocked by the feelings spreading through him, Noah flailed and tried to crawl away.
He flopped off of the surface he had landed on and rolled through something new and unexpected. The ground was soft, made up of thousands of thick strands that stuck upwards like grass. His eyes flickered open, though it was hard to adjust. Everything looked strange and out of place. The air was thick and heavy. Everything sounded wrong… deeper and more powerful than it should be. And… where were his clothes!?
“Ah!” the cat jumped as he realized he was naked. He went to cover himself as he looked around frantically for something to explain what happened. “Oswald, where are you?” he called out.
A huge, thunderous THUMP came as his answer. The ground shook as a result of the impact and it knocked him onto his butt, surrounded by the thick strands of whatever made up the floor. When the shaking faded, he opened his eyes and turned toward the source. In front of him was a massive object taller than he was by an order of magnitude. Three rounded digits pressed into the field of fiber strands and crushed them down.
It took the cat a moment, but finally he understood what he was looking at. The immense object that had almost fallen on him wasn’t a mountain or some huge prop from a movie… it was Oswald’s foot.
The three bunny toes wiggled playfully as they scrunched around the carpet. Noah struggled to tear his eyes away from those immense, steamy toes. Slowly, his eyes crawled upwards, first taking in the giant’s rabbit’s leg, then his blue shorts, his round belly, then finally his playful smirk so many miles above him. “W… what happened!?”
Oswald’s voice was a rolling boom of thunder as he answered, “I shrunk you, silly.”
“But… but why?”
“Because I thought it would be fun.” With a laugh, Oswald tossed the shrink ray, its tip still smoking, onto the table. “And you said you loved my feet, right? Well, now you get to be real up close and personal with them.”
“But… but…” Noah tried to inch away, but it was a meaningless motion.
Oswald tilted his head as he stared down at the bug-sized cat. “I thought you said you would do anything for me.”
“Did I say that?”
Oswald giggled. “I think so.”
“So you’re going to squish me?”
“What? No! I like to play around with my fans, but I’m not gonna squish them! At least not on purpose.” Upon seeing the look of shock that came over Noah, Oswald quickly said, “Kidding! You’ll be fine. Might get a little sweaty after this, but you’ll live. And you’ll have a fun story to not tell anyone about!”
“I… I don’t really have a choice, do I?”
“Not really,” the rabbit answered with another chuckle. “So just lean into it. Most of my fans say it’s actually fun once they get past the initial shock.”
“Well… I guess. What do I have to do?”
“Not much,” Oswald answered. He then lifted his paw from the ground, the carpet fibers that had been trapped under his foot struggling to stand as the immense pressure was taken off of them. Noah watched with a primal dread as the titanic bunny paw loomed above him, the wide sole reflecting the half-light of the trailer as bits of steam puffed from between his toes. “Just wiggle around for me~”
Without another word, Oswald stepped forward. His gargantuan black sole lowered toward Noah, leaving the cat trapped in its ever darkening shadow. Noah could do nothing but stare in horror as it descended, growing larger and larger and larger until… THUMP.
Noah was smooshed below it, smothered completely by the hot, steaming bunny paw as it compressed him into the ground. The carpet fibers groaned as they were bent and crushed along with him. The pressure was immense from the first instant Oswald planted his paw onto the little cat’s body, but it grew exponentially more intense as he leaned forward.
A high pitched, muffled yelp came from the cat as the air was squashed out of his lungs. His hands were plastered in place as Oswald’s foot continued to lean on him, making any attempts at movement seem comical. There was no way he could wiggle even a finger, let alone escape.
After a few moments, reality set in for the cat. He was trapped under Oswald’s foot, compressed by the steaming, hot sole. The temperature rose to scorching after only a few moments, leaving Noah’s nude body drenched in sweat. His face was pressed directly against the wall of feet that pressed down on him, his nose scrunched up as the skin flexed around his face.
“Cute~” Oswald said from above him, his voice muffled by the tons of flesh resting on top of the little cat. “I can barely feel you under there.”
The rabbit moved his foot back, dragging the massive expanse of his sole across the little cat. The sound of it rubbing against Noah’s body rang in his ears and was almost as humiliating as the sensation of sweat droplets rolling onto his body. Oswald continued to drag his foot over him, back and forth, grinding him even deeper into the carpet below.
After a minute, Noah’s lungs burned to the point where he had to take a breath. It was a struggle forcing his lungs to expand under the pressure, but he was able to slurp down a gulp of dense, heavy, damp air flavored by the natural musk of the bottom of the bunny’s foot.
Oswald giggled as he kept rubbing, clearly enjoying their playtime. After a couple of minutes, he stopped moving his foot and simply let it rest on the cat.
Noah thought that maybe it was over. Maybe Oswald was finished using him as a foot toy. Instead, the rabbit leaned forward even more. His foot squashed into the ground, his skin expanding outward as the pressure increased drastically. Noah was flattened even more into the steamy sole, his lips smooshed right up against the dark skin. After a few seconds, Oswald lifted his foot off the ground.
Adhered by the sweat and pressure, Noah came with it. Oswald laughed as he stood on one foot and turned his other sole so that he could see the kitty. “Ha, I had a feeling you’d enjoy this. How are you holding up?”
“Ugh…” Noah groaned. He didn’t have the strength to peel himself off of the rabbit’s foot, and his eyes were alright with sparks. His head hurt and his body felt like he had been beaten up and brutalized.
“Still moving? Then you’re fine.” With another smirk, the rabbit lowered his foot.
“Wait!” was all that Noah managed to scream before Oswald’s foot came down with another THUMP!
Noah was trapped as Oswald walked across his trailer, each rise and fall of his gigantic bunny feet a world-changing reality for the tiny cat trapped below him. Noah was pummeled, stomped, shaking, and completely trampled as Oswald simply crossed the distance to his couch. If it wasn’t for the soft carpet underfoot, he probably would have been squished completely.
“Ah~” Oswald sighed as he threw himself onto his couch. “Now this is relaxing,” he said as he brought his feet up towards him so that they rested on the cushions. He turned one of his paws so that it lay on its side and he could see the tiny kitty still glued to the bottom. “I don’t know what it is about having a tiny person play with my toes, but I just love it. You know?”
“Ugh…” Noah moaned again. He was still surrounded by the reality of Oswald’s paw. Each breath was a heavy reminder of his place on the bottom of his body as his nose was assaulted by the aroma of bunny feet. When he tried to move, sweat held him in place. His face dragged across the underside of the smooth, textured black sole as he tried to push himself off once again.
“And it isn’t so bad for you, right?” Oswald continued. He flexed his foot, Noah’s body bending to conform to the changing shape. “I mean, I’m a bunny. Bunnies have super soft feet! It’s one of the things we’re known for.” He wiggled his toes. “Plus I always get compliments on them. You have NO IDEA how much fanmail I get with people saying they’d like to kiss them. I think most of them are jokes… but not all of them.” He laughed again. “Feel free to kiss them if you want though! Honest, I don’t mind.”
Noah groaned again. His face was plastered against the underside of the rabbit, his lips mashed against the skin. He practically was kissing it already. Though it was heavy, though it was crushing and overwhelming in every possible way, Noah struggled with what the rabbit said. Did he want him to kiss it?
The cat’s body trembled as he thought about the hidden demand given by this god-sized creature. He was just a bug to Oswald… he couldn’t say no. Still trembling, Noah pressed his face even harder against the sole and kissed it with as much force as he could manage. He opened his mouth and let his tongue drag across the textured skin. The flavor was almost as intense as the smell.
Oswald giggled as he watched the little cat work. “Aw, you’re really getting into this.” With a smirk, the giant moved his other paw. He angled it so that the soles were both facing each other, with the tiny kitty still stuck to the bottom. Without warning, Oswald slammed them together.
POOMF, the paws collided with one another, their huge and immense forms smothering little Noah between them. All light was stolen from the cat as he found himself completely surrounded and squashed between two massive walls of bunny feet. The temperature instantly rose to sweltering levels as more specks of dirt and droplets of sweat were ground into his body.
He tried to call out, but he was too smothered by feet to say anything. Then Oswald moved his paws, shifting one up while the other moved down, dragging Noah’s nude body across them. The cat’s sensitive stomach was squashed and pressed as he rolled over the constantly shifting curves of the giant’s foot. His face was pressed into Oswald’s heel, then the balls of his foot, then between the mountainous toes that were each bigger than his entire existence.
There was nothing he could do to escape. The pressure of the immense, powerful feet was too much to even entertain the thought. He couldn’t scream or call for help or beg for it to stop. It was hard even to find the space to breathe. No, the only thing Noah could do was what Oswald had told him at the very start. He could wiggle.
“Mmm~” Oswald hummed as he continued to smoosh the kitty between his massive paws. He shifted his foot and moved the tiny speck towards his toes, then squished him between two of them. Noah’s face was pressed deep into the narrow gap between the hulking digits, his body buried in the damp black fur. Oswald then flexed his toes, first widening the area enough for Noah to barely see a few traces of light that managed to slip through the jungle of fur before crushing the toes back together. Massive muscles squeezed Noah from all sides until a very slight squeak came from his crushed lungs.
Noah was then dragged out from between the bunny’s toes and dropped onto the plush cushion of the couch. Oswald leaned back, a satisfied look on his face as he loomed above the tiny fan, now completely drenched in sweat and steaming. “You look adorable,” said the bunny. “Maybe when your head isn’t spinning from the scent of my paws, we can talk about doing this again.”
“I…” Noah didn’t know how to answer that. He pushed himself onto his hands and knees, the huge wall of Oswald’s foot resting to his left acting as a reminder of his place in the world. He didn’t know if he could handle another five minutes of this, let alone doing it all again.
“Don’t worry about that for now,” Oswald continued. “We still have a bunch of time left before I have to go anywhere~” He smiled again. It was such a cute and adorable thing, though there was so much power and dominance behind it. “For now…” the rabbit moved his other foot. The massive toe came towards Noah, then pressed him against the bottom of the rabbit’s other sole until Noah’s face was almost completely enveloped by the smooth, squishy form. “Just lick.”
Noah couldn’t answer. He could just do as he was told. Feebly, weekly, he opened his mouth and let his tongue lap against the underside of the rabbit’s paw. After a few more kisses, he leaned into it and pressed his entire body against the massive, steaming foot. It just seemed like the right thing for a bug like him to do. Completely dominated and overpowered by the lowest part of Oswald’s body, Noah gave in completely.
They stayed like that for a few minutes. Oswald pulled out his phone and scrolled through his feed as Noah continued to lick. Now and then the rabbit would shift his weight or flex his foot. Though it was a meaningless action to him, Noah felt everything. Especially when Oswald smooshed his feet together again.
After twenty minutes of worship and play, Oswald’s phone lit up and the ringtone sounded. “Oh dang it,” the bunny said as he let his feet separate, Noah’s tired body flopping into a steaming pile between them. “It's my agent. This is probably going to be a long call.” He tapped the accept button. “Hey, how’s it going? Yeah, I’m just in my trailer. Do I need to go somewhere? No? Okay, yeah, then I can talk. Just give me a second.”
With a thunderous THUMP, Oswald pushed himself off of the couch and stood. “Uh huh, yep.” He reached down for his tiny kitty. Noah couldn’t even flinch as Oswald’s massive fingers scooped him into his fist. Hulking footsteps shook the cat’s world until Oswald crossed the trailer again. “Another one? Do I have time for that? Yeah… maybe. Hey, did they ever say if they are making a sequel to that shrinking movie?”
He paused as he came to his desk. “Right.” Noah’s head spun once more as his body was lifted, then tossed into the air. He screamed as he fell, wind thundering around him until he landed with a plop on yet another soft, plush surface. This time, he knew exactly where he was. The cushion of the chair by Oswald’s desk.
Blurry eyes looked upward as the bunny moved above him, then bent over. The sky was eclipsed with the unimaginably huge form of his rounded butt. “Wait!” Noah shouted, but Oswald was already moving.
PLOP~ The bunny’s bottom came down onto the chair. The cushion puffed outward as it spread to accommodate his weight, the air squashed out of the light material. For Noah, the experience was cataclysmic. Once again he was trapped under the rabbit, only now it was his butt that squashed him.
The pressure only grew as Owald scooted back and forth, grinding his butt into a comfy position. “Wait… they want me to play the person being shrunk!? No! The rabbit is the big one! We had that whole angle with the feet, remembered? I’m doing research on the role right now!” A pause, then a laugh. “Yes, it’s the type of role I have to research. Don’t worry about it. Can you get me on a call with the writers and director? I’m sure we can work something out.”
He leaned back, the pressure growing on Noah even more. “Yep, that’ll work. Anyway, did you ever hear back about…”
As Oswald continued on with the conversation, Noah was left with a feeling of complete domination. He was trapped under the rabbit’s butt, no better than a seat cushion. He was a bug to be used, an insect to be trampled, a worm to be sat on. But maybe that’s how it was supposed to be… Oswald was so amazing and impressive.
Overwhelmed by the events of the last few minutes and on the verge of snapping, Noah did the only thing a bug in his position could do. As Oswald continued to live his amazing life, Noah wiggled under his butt.
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