be pals with giant bunny girl
also be studying for a test
having study session at her place
you're not exactly feeling confident
bunnygirl gets an idea
"Say, don't human think rabbit's feet are lucky?"
"Yeah, why?"
she fidgets a little, rocking you around on your spot on the bed
"Well.... maybe you could... rub my feet for luck?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"N-never mind! It's just a joke, I was joki-"
"Okay."
"Yeah, I'm sure you didn't want to- wait, what?"
"I said okay, I'll need all the luck I can get."
"..."
"...I mean, if you're cool with it."
"..."
her eyes are dinner plates and you swear you can see her face turn pink under her fur
"Something wrong?"
"N-No! Everything's fine! Fine! J-Just let me freshen up a bit!"
and with that she leaps up and dashes to the bathroom
man she's too cute when she's flustered
but you really do need all the luck you can get
math is fucking hard
be bunny girl
ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod you only asked that because Maisie said in class that the humans loved feet but you didn't believe her so you asked just to see what he'd say but you thought he'd just laugh it off or worse call you gross and you didn't think he's actually say yes but he actually said yes what do you do what do you do what do you do
your heart is racing and your breaths are shallow and quick
okay okay okay okay okay deep breaths girl, deep breaths... deep breaths....
you manage to get your pulse under control
okay, he wants to rub your feet. no problem, it's a friend thing, he'll rub your feet, and that will be that. nothing to get excited over. just be calm.
but first
you pad over to the bathtub and turn on the hot water
you grab your bottle of Fuzzwash and start scrubbing your footpaws
the last thing you want is to gross him out with your stupid, sweaty, stinky too-big too long freakishly long-furred-
NO
no
keep calm
he said yes, he'll be okay with it
oh god oh god please please please let him be okay with it
you scrub a little harder
be on the bed again
your laptop was closed and already packed in your bookbag as you waited for her to return
boy she's taking a while isn't she?
you can hear the water run through the pipes towards the bathroom for a good while, until it suddenly cuts off
and even then you've probably been waiting for a good ten minutes
...
did rabbits consider their feet sacred or something?
she did tell you of the old fairy tales of rabbitkind and how their prince or something got blessed by the gods
you might have crossed a line
suddenly you hear footsteps down the hall
the door creaks open
she pokes her head in slowly, as if she was making sure you didn't run away, before opening the door all the way and entering
the fur around her feet and ankles was considerably poofier than the rest of her
she walked over to the bed, where you were sitting with your study supplies, and paused
"Um... So...h-how do you want to...?"
her voice is barely a whisper
man, she really is nervous
"I... guess we could do it on the bed? Less chance of me getting accidentally squished."
she flinches at the word 'squished' and nods.
you pick up your bookbag
"I just need to-"
"H-here, let me."
she reaches over and takes your bookbag between her fingers and out of your grip before placing it on her nightstand.
she again casts a nervous glance over, then turns to the bed
"...Okay, here I come."
she leans over and begins to crawl onto the mattress
you stand up and scurry down towards the foot of the bed to prevent yourself getting tipped over by the weight-crater, then braced as she plopped her butt down on the blankets.
she sits up straight and bends her legs, her toes facing you. She had her arms folded under her thighs and you could barely see her eyes over her knees, peering back at you
you can't help but stare a little at those paws
not gonna lie, those were some big ol' stompers
you could lie down across one foot with your arms above your head and it still wouldn't match its width
you never got this close to them before, she was too careful to never let you run around where she could hurt you
what a total sweetheart
your train of thought is interrupted by a hitching sound in her throat
oh, right, the good luck rub
awright let's do this
be bunny girl
oh god he's staring at them are they too big did i forget to clip my claws oh no I did miss a spot under them is he smelling it did i use enough soap i didn't use enough soap he can smell it he's gonna think i'm gross why did I ask for thi-
the rush of thoughts in your head was suddenly interrupted by a visual stimulus
he's moving is he running away he's moving towards me why HE'S REACHING OUT NO IT'S DIRTY NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
you unconsciously curl your toes away from his reaching hand
he paused
you paused
he looks at you
you look back at him
"..."
"..."
you can see him do his "the hell...?" face
"Sorry..."
you sheepishy uncurl your toes
stay calm stay calm stay calm it's just your friend rubbing your feet it's normal for friends to do that stay calm STAY CALM STAY CALM
be tiny dude again
boy if it turns out you're asking for her hand in rabbit-marriage this is gonna be hella awkward
her toes uncurled, sliding over the blanket back to a rest position
each one was the size of a beanbag chair, shifting slightly like a nervous horse
well, here goes
you raise your arm and reach, only to be interrupted by an intake of breath
you look up at her
she's parted her knees slightly, peeking through the gap with one wide eye
you couldn't see it, but based on how tense her arms were she was probably squeezing her hands like mad against her thighs
you give her a smile
and then swing your arm up and over to rest your hand against the top of her toe
bap
oh wow this is really soft
you flex your fingers, feeling the warm, soft fur rub against your palm
your arm moves to give it a couple more strokes, feeling it part and push against your arm
before you know it, you've reached out with your other hand to grab more at the plush fuzz
holy shit it's the softest thing you've ever touched
every rub just screams for you to touch more
more
MORE!
you can't stop yourself, and laid your torso against her toe to bury your face against the divine pelt
you feel yourself sinking against the fluff
oh sweet mother mercy it's heaven, it's wrapping yourself in a warm sunrise and floating on a cloud of dreams
you can't help but take a deep breath
most of it is lavender and lilacs, but you can catch a fleeting whiff of something earthy and sweet
another breath and you realize you're breathing -her- scent
the faintness of it is a tease, tickling and tantalizing, daring you to try and find it
it's amazing how much this comforts you
you squeeze and rub your arms, trying savor the softness as you rub your face deeper against the pelt
against the elysium of softness
against her
...
wait
oh
oh shit
you rip your face from the tempting fur and look upwards
she's staring back at you, mouth slightly open, eyes wide
oooooooh shit
be bunny girl again
he's doing it he's doing it he's doing it HE'S ACTUALLY DOING IT
on one hand, Maisie was completely right
humans LOVED foot fur
on the other, she didn't say how it would feel for -you-
your heart was leaping out of your chest as you felt his fingers
yes, you could feel his fingers
minuscule as they were you could feel him grip against you, clutching clumps of fuzz into them
YOUR fuzz
the feather tickles of someone trying to experience as much of you as they could
he spread his hands around, his slow, deep, greedy strokes cascading around your toe and making chills race up your back
the butterfly kisses were maddening by themselves
and then he hugged your toe and put his face against it
you clamped your mouth shut to stifle the moan trying to escape your throat
oh Frith you could FEEL him breathe you
each deep, cooling breath against the tiny spot where his face met your toe
you could feel every one
you could feel him squeeze
you could feel him rub his tiny nose against your skin
you could feel him trying to sink deeper into your fur
all thoughts of being gross and sweaty and dirty and whatnot evaporated as you felt him
as you felt him feel you
as you felt him WANT you
your breathing became shallower as you fought the urge to flex the toe he was hugging
you bit your lip as you flexed the toes on your other foot
your mind was getting cloudy and your breath hitched in your chest
thoughts raced through your mind
thoughts you never would have had otherwise
thoughts of doing more
feeling more
more
MORE
and then he stopped
you barely registered that he stopped moving before he threw his face upwards to stare at you
his eyes were wide and his mouth was slack, a blush creeping over his face
you felt a twinge of disappointment as you realized he halted his embrace
then he gently released your toe and took a step back.
be tiny dude
"Oh hell..."
and you done committed cuddle rape
you rubbed your head as you looked up back at her
sure, maybe agreeing to rub her feet "for luck" wasn't too bad, but then you had to bury your face into her fluff like a flea on cocaine.
"I..."
good job showing her you're a complete pervert ya dumb dumb
"I made it weird. Sorry."
she stared back at you though the gap between her knees, the one eye you could see blinked slowly.
her response was a whisper
"...it's okay."
"Wha?"
her gaze flicks away for a second, a blush visibly coloring her face
"You need all the luck you can get, right?"
she spread her legs, her knees and heels formed a diamond as she presented two tall walls of coarse-furred soles towards you
"M-maybe you should... get some more..."
her toes and the balls of her feet flexed, an invitation to you
one you were all too happy to accept
one thing was for sure, you were feeling pretty lucky right now.