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Size and perspective were everything when it came to appreciating the feeling of soft, cushy grass under your back.

As a child, you might notice some of the blades to be a little bit sharper than others, but as you grow, your skin becomes tougher, your fur becomes thicker, and the grass turns to little more than nature's bed for you to rest upon at will.

If you happened to shrink, however, you'd start to notice the fine ridges in the blades; the grass isn't perfectly smooth, and the smaller you get, the more you notice just how intricate and detailed a single piece of greenery can be, especially when you're forced to look at it up close.

Joshiah didn't relish the idea of watching the once minuscule grass grow into a forest of impossibly tall vegetation, but he wasn't a fan of suddenly being too short to sit in his chair any longer, either. It was bad enough having to hop down from the seat to the hardwood floor, and if that hadn't been frightening enough, there was a kixen towering over him with a sinister grin, and fangs that easily could have chewed him into tiny bits, if she got her paws on him.

Now, he was becoming very familiar with the blades of grass in his backyard.

"Did you like your coffee, darling? You're acting rather energetic. I guess it must have done the trick to wake you up!"

Joshiah wasn't a morning person in the least, and over the previous weeks, his inability to pull himself from the figurative shackles of his bed was causing Rose just a bit of distress in their morning routine. Nothing seemed to work to bring him around, but he was wide awake and gasping for breath that day; no matter how fast his legs moved, his pace would never be able to keep up with a kixen who was just as tall as she always was.

I am never drinking coffee ever again, he thought, not having enough air left in his lungs to actually announce the thought. He wouldn't have anything nice to say when he decided to open his mouth again, and the next sound he made wasn't just a profanity.

It was several, as the grooves of a footpaw came into sight and hovered over him, descending rather slowly, as if to taunt him with the inevitability of his situation.

"Shit...s...shit! Shitshitshit-

His panicked cursing came to an abrupt end as he turned back to look at his fate, and the weight of a kixen's pawpads crushed him into the ground. She knew that his smaller body would be a bit frailer than his usual, rugged form, but even at her gentlest, she couldn't keep from knocking the wind out of the shrunken hybrid and leaving his eyes bulging up from his skull.

"We've really gotta do something about your language," Rose taunted him, knowing that there was no threat to her for doing so. "Though, it would appear my idea for getting you to move a little faster in the mornings was a perfect success!"

Adjusting her stance meant that Joshiah had just a little more room to breathe, and he sucked in a gasp of fresh air as the weight lifted from his body just slightly, and yet, not nearly enough for him to be able to crawl out from under her. The fluff upon her toes seemed every bit as long and luxurious as the neatly combed fur upon her head, and her pawpads were rather soft, treated with expert care.

The coyofolf hated to admit that he was enjoying himself a little bit, but he didn't have to say anything about it.

Rose was able to feel it just seconds later, and her muzzle twisted up in confusion, at first.

"...Are...are you..."

If he could have, Joshiah would have brought his paws forth to cover his face, but his arms were pinned, along with the rest of his body. Only his head was sticking out from between her claws, and under the guise of his own fur, there was definitely a warmth gathering on his cheeks.

The poor, trapped hybrid couldn't control his reaction, and from the birth of a warm, fuzzy sheath, the tip of his cock was pressing at the middle of her footpaw, right in the gap between her toes and her heel.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

Rose was rather infamous for being a tease, and once the shock of her lover's reaction subsided, a grin befell her expression, and her fangs peeked out as she bent over at the hip, her eyes boring into the very soul of the trapped hybrid. "Goodness...who would have thought that you'd be the type to enjoy this kind of treatment? Being so tiny and helpless under my paw..."

She knew that she was making it worse for him, and her words prompted more of his flesh to grow stiff and emerge from the sheath, brushing along the thin plumes of fur that coated the underside of her paw.

Words would have been enough to bring him to a full hard-on, but she knew that she'd completely trapped him, and the idea of gently wiggling her footpaw back and forth was a bit more enticing.

Pinned down to the cool, moist blades of grass that bent under his body, Joshiah whipped his head around, praying that the neighbors couldn't see any of what was going on. His mind wanted to be humiliated at the treatment, but his body was winning the argument, and even the tiniest shift of Rose's leg was enough to brush all of the plush, ticklish fibers of her fur around the flesh of his shaft, as if it were being teased with a dozen ropes of warm, comforting silk.

His resistance, weak as it already could be, was broken by the sensation, and a quiet, shrill moan slipped past his lips, despite his best efforts to keep it contained.

"You're squirming. You really think I can't tell how much you're enjoying this?" Rose asked, and in a bold move, she allowed Joshiah the very faintest taste of freedom, lifting her paw in the slightest...but only so the twitching, pulsing length of his member could slip between the gaps in her toes. Her pawpads kept his lower half crushed into the ground as she tapped her foot, a seemingly innocuous gesture.

The amount of pleasure that Joshiah garnered from it wasn't something that he'd prepared for, and his recently freed arms took very little solace in gripping a few blades of grass at his side, hoping that a quick and decisive clench might dull the sensations.

"I...I d-don't-

"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"

Honesty was the best policy in keeping a relationship alive and well, and Joshiah's denial would only have served his own sense of shame, which was long since a thing of the past. In his mind, he could easily admit that he was loving the fact that a tall, gorgeous kixen was effectively pawing him off with her toes, but his muzzle tried to stay strong, resisting the urge to tell her just what she wanted to hear.

"I wouldn't, n-no."

Getting through those simple words was a struggle, and Joshiah began panting, his chest heaving in place as Rose tapped her toes a little faster. It was such a minimal effort on her part, but the long, slow swish of her tail made it clear how much she was enjoying the power she had over her lover, and even then, she was just having fun doing what she did best: teasing him into a frenzy.

"So you admit that you like being a helpless, adorable little micro?"

If he didn't admit it, Joshiah knew he was never going to reach his peak, and already, tiny streams of precum were drizzling down from the tip of his cock. "Y-yes, I...I love it!"

"Louder."

"I've loved every s-second of it!" he carried on, hopeful that his honesty would be justly rewarded. "It feels ­­so good...I can't f-fuckin' take it!"

If her smile had softened, Joshiah might have felt a sense of relief, but instead, her grin grew that much sharper, aided by the company of her fangs peeking out past her muzzle.

"Good. I'll make a note of that for later," she said, as her paw lifted, and she turned back toward the house. "I need to leave for work in like...five minutes, so we'd better figure out how you're going to drive at that size."

Joshiah's ears flattened to his head as Rose smiled back at him over her shoulder, looking every bit as cheerful as she ever could. There was a glimmer of mischief in the pits of her emerald eyes, and an extra bounce in her step that always showed itself when she was happy with what she'd done.

Ruffled fur, twitching muscles and an aching cock followed her back to the house, wondering if she'd actually follow through on her words, or if she'd keep him waiting that much longer...