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London the Foot Speck

The dalmatian didn't even need to be told what to do. He knelt at the feet of the massive dragon Kaiser. Each of his red scaly feet was the size of London's chest, but the size didn't intimidate him, initially. He crouched, and lapped at the top of the foot, taking in the powerful scent of the dragon. London was rock hard as he worked, dribbling pre with each lick, the powerful scent arousing him intensely.

"Th-thank you!" London sputtered as Kaiser lifted up his toes and the front of his foot just a little bit, allowing London access to his soles and bottom of his toes. He immediately stuck his muzzle under, licking small licks in between the toes that were nearly the size of London's head. Was Kaiser getting bigger? London didn't have any time to notice, his snout was firmly between Kaiser's toes, sniffing and licked, enjoying the taste of dragon feet on his tongue, feeling the firm scales under his fingers. He quickly scooped anything he could find out from under a toenail, and continued on kissing and nuzzling the foot.

With a sudden realization that there was room, London moved his entire body under the food. It wasn't that big before was it? London tried hard to not touch the foot with his spasming erection, knowing he'd cum immediately. He just continued on kissing, nuzzling and worshipping the dragon as best as he could. With the sudden urge to kiss the dragon's big toe, London repositioned himself and accidentally dragged the tip of his dick against the rough soles of the dragon.

With a girlish moan he came, splattering doggie cum all over the bottom of the dragon's arch. "Sorry!" He called out, "I'm so sorry Sir! I'll clean it up right-" Before he could finish, the foot fell on top of him.

London's head was stuck between Kaiser's toes, and his body was pinned hard to the ground. He was unable to move, but with his dick pinned against the sole of the foot he couldn't help but moan and pant, trying feebly to lick at what he could with where his head was at. He knew he couldn't stop, he couldn't let the dragon down like that. So what if he was pinned? He could still lick his feet. Still worship his scent. Was the dragon always that magnificently huge?

The weight pressing down on London continued to grow, and London found it increasingly hard to breath, and to concentrate with the foot against him. He could feel an orgasm building again, and he could only manage licks between shallow breaths. Light was fading and diminishing as the toes around him got bigger, casting him in a wonderfully musky shadow.

As the last of the light was blocked out, as breathing became almost too much for London, the foot lifted, and with it came the dalmatian. He held onto what he could, and watched as the ground left him behind, lifting high into the air. In a panic, he scrambled higher onto the glorious dragon's foot, between the toes. They were so big now that London was able to fit his entire body between them, nestled and pinned. His fur was coated and stained in the dragon's foot musk, and he couldn't stop himself from sniffing the air between the toes deeply, and pressing his body up against anything he could.

He watched Kaiser's foot come back down. Beneath them was the city, the foot crushing a car as it stepped down.

When the foot came flat down onto the ground, the toes squeezed together, pinned London flat between them. He cried out another pained girlish moan as he orgasmed again, shooting seed against the red scaled walls of his new prison. "I'm so sorry sir!" He shouted, though the dragon couldn't possibly hear him. London was just a speck between his toes now. A happy speck that, as the dragon lifted his foot into the air, took the opportunity to clean up the cum he just sprayed against his god, only to have his face painfully squeezed up against it all as the foot came down again.

London was nothing to Kaiser now. Just a foot spec.

The rampage continued. London was unaware of the mayhem as buildings shatter and fell, cars were crushed and kicked out of the way. He was in heaven between the dragon's toes, and nothing else mattered. Occasionally the sound of destruction would be enough to shake him from his rapture, but the taste already on his tongue brought him back into his foot trace and need to worship his new god.

Smoke and dust billowed high into the air above the obliterated city. All London knew was that his foot nook was moving elsewhere. Very rapidly, the orientation of Kaiser's foot changed, and when it all came to a stop, London stood in the crevice he was in and hugged the dragon's big toe. There was no more decorum as he pressed his slobbering lips against the dragon's scales and let his tongue out to drag it across the massive toe as far as he could, his body pressed against it as hard as he could, gently humping, but only gently. He pressed his nose tightly against it, squishing his nostrils against the skin, taking in as much as he could, his slobber dripping down as he increased his pace.

He very quickly drifted from humping and hugging the giant toe to rolling his body against it. London needed to smell it like, he wanted that scent covering his body. He slobbered and humped against it, moving from side to side as he tried to increase as much coverage as possible. A shock ran through his system as he realized he'd never be able to lick every inch of this foot, a dreading shock that spurring him on.

He dropped to all fours, and began licking in little circles, getting everything he could in the crevice he was in. As he neared the end of his spot between the toes, he finally looked down at the dizzying height before him. The dizzyingly tall foot he was on. The size alone sent shivers through his body, and upon taking the foot, the entire foot, in with all it's glory, London shot of a third orgasm with an unfettered cry that Kaiser probably didn't even register.

Panting, London collapsed against the toe. He was tired, three orgasms and a ride through destruction later and he was tired. He continued to lap at the foot where he could, straining to stay awake as he worshipped the feet of his god. London fell asleep with musk in his nose, and his tongue still lapping at Kaiser's scales. He dreamt of being pinned under the foot, being grinded into the ground by his god and orgasming repeatedly. He kept moaning in his sleep... But no one heard him. He was just a foot speck now.