Poil's Paddles

“And this...is pleasing to you?” The face looking down shows only a bit of confusion and not the slightest bit of derision.

You look up and lock eyes with the sentient space rock named Pearl before smooshing your face to her feet. Being so close to something so perfect fills your stomach with butterflies you haven’t felt since your first crush. Her feet are somehow perfectly maintained and despite how hard she works they do not show any cracks or imperfections. Taking a deep breath you inhale her faint floral scent.

“Well I suppose if this is what you want.” She even lets out a let giggle when you take one of feet and rub it against your cheek. Encouraged by her response you continue to rub your face against her feet.

“I’ll never understand you humans. So simple... so pure.” Pearl lets out and sigh which causes you to peek back up at her. She’s looking off into the distance apparently contemplating something deep. As you remove your face from her perfectly formed paddles you take one in your hand. With your other hand you start to start to lightly run your fingers across it. Your efforts are rewarded as she starts laughing and turns to you.

Once again your eyes meet, but this time she is focused on trying not to laugh. She has brought up one of her hands to her face in an effort to prevent any giggles from getting out. It is no use as your relentless assault breaks her defenses and she starts laughing in full force. Pleased at your success you switch from one foot to another.

    Time ticks on as you get the enjoy the beautiful tootsies before you. You switch it up every so often enjoying the different responses you manage to coax out. The earthbound Pearl seems to have enjoyed your company if her smiles and blushing are any indication.

    “Don’t you have anything better to be doing?”

    You really don’t.