His body quaked with pleasure as he pushed himself up from where he lay, the sound of celebration and chattering filled the air all around him. He gently let out a sigh, looking down his tiny form to his feet below as he gathered his thoughts and reviewed everything that had happened to him recently. What were they celebrating he wondered? The cold top of the table underneath him was refreshing against his skin as he thought everything through, whimpering out a light flutter of pleasure past his lips. It was a wild ride for sure... Was it still 2015? As he looked back up to those girls that wandered high above him he noticed something else had changed ~ His hair. He snagged a lock of his now blue hair and looked it over, his brown eyes trailing down to their tip in confusion. How? How did this come to be?
He looked up again to those around him, the voice behind him much louder and closer than the others. It was like stepping into a conversation about someone else's work, his tiny mind didn't follow a thing she said for a moment as he looked up to the woman sitting behind him with a glass in hand of what appeared to be wine. She was talking to someone off to the side, idly fiddling with her UGG boots a moment before she pulled her feet free of them. Her left was freed first, slipping up onto the table with a light thud.
The bare skin of her heel nearly landed atop his tiny body, startling him into facing the two girls on his knees. The smell of her feet lofted over him sending chills of pleasure up his tiny spine as she slid her other foot across the table to rest next to the first. Had she seen him? Slowly, Mathew glanced around her heel to her far above as she idly spoke with her friend. His eyes met hers for a second in a simple glance, confirming his suspicions... She didn't say a word to him though - not an order, not a single thing. It was almost as though she expected him to do what he was about to.
Slowly, Mathew slid himself close to her heel on his knees and sat back on his heels. He looked up to her flexing toes high above him, quaking in anticipation as he felt that tinge of pleasure wash over him in pulses once more... Gently he leaned forward, his nose touching her heel to take in the smell. Again and again he breathed it in, filling his lungs with the lovely scent of bare feet in UGGs. Chills slid down his spine as he sniffed and listened.
Her name was Jenny ~ And it was almost the new year. What a wonderful way to begin 2016...