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"One more minute," he requested. Nathan wanted to lie in bed with her forever. The feeling of Kiyora's silky fur on his back was beyond bliss.

Her finger traced a line down his bare chest and belly. "Alright," she said. "Your wish is my command." Her other hand raked through his hair, and her muzzle rested on his shoulder. She always made him feel so desired.

He'd begun to settle into his new life on the island. Kiyora had held true to her promise. If there was anything he ever needed, she provided it.

Her abilities, her magic, and her powers were beyond what Nathan could ever imagine possible. And despite the fear that had once made him want to keep his distance, he was now drawn to her like never before. She was able to satisfy every need, every desire, and every urge.

There was so much of her to explore. He felt he hadn't even scratched the surface of what she was capable of doing. And that prospect excited him. It excited her as well. She craved the feeling she got when he desired her so.

"Shall we start with a bath today?" she whispered into his ear. Her mouth inched forward and she nibbled on his earlobe, playing on it with her tongue. It made Nathan shudder with delight.

The last bits of the sun were rising over the horizon. Its orange glow always crawled along the only wall of her room until the light hit his eyes. The growing warmth on his face would wake him each and every morning.

He rolled around to meet with her, face to face. His hand slid up from her belly, running between her breasts and up to her cheek. He caressed the short, black fur on her face. Kiyora wore a lovely smile as her bright, yellow eyes shifted back and forth between his.

"I'd love that," he finally replied. He closed his eyes and waited.

The pantheress grinned and pulled him up to her. She pressed her supple lips against his. The feeling was soft and sensual as they slowly caressed each other. The lightest of wet sounds would fill their ears as they drew in more of the other. Kiyora had a sweet taste to her that Nathan absolutely adored. He kissed her whenever he had the chance.

They opened their eyes and met at the same time. Kiyora drew him closer and nuzzled him, wrapping her furry arms around his back. It was such a warm embrace so early in the morning.

After hugging him for several seconds, she rose to her knees. She pulled Nathan up with her. They held hands as the crawled out of the bed. Their fingers and their stares lingered on each other. They only slipped away from each other when Nathan went to grab his pair of shorts to wear on his way down to the bathhouse.

Max usually slept on the floor next to them. The German Shepherd's pointed ears perked up as they made noise. He regarded them curiously as they waltzed out of the room. Nathan assured him that they'd be back in no time.

Kiyora still chose to walk through the halls naked. It was something Nathan had grown quite used to. The pantheress had always been very comfortable with her body. And the only ones present to see her that way were Nathan and her servants. The servants didn't seem to mind and Nathan loved it.

Getting to the large bathhouse was a fair walk through the palace. They first had to descend the stairs in the grand foyer and then follow another long hallway toward the back of the of Greek-style abode. It was impressive and luxurious enough for Nathan to call it a mansion. And, to him, it had become home.

They strolled into the bathhouse. The familiar scent of eucalyptus and mint crawled up his nose the moment his took his first step into the large chamber. There was a thin haze to the room. Moisture from the water gathered in the air, making it humid yet delightful.

Nathan walked along the wall until he came upon the first lounging chair. He undid the button on his shorts and let them slide down his legs to the floor. He lifted it with a foot and placed it onto the chair. Kiyora's slender fingers ran down his bare back before wrapping her arms around his waist. She rested her muzzle on his shoulder and swayed her hips with him for a few seconds.

Kiyora grabbed his hand again and pulled him with her. Her hips swung the same tantalizing way they had when he'd first met her. And her tail would brush back and forth along his legs, tickling his skin. A lewd grin was curled on the corner of her muzzle as she passed him a seductive nod.

There was hardly anything she needed to do to get him to follow her. The way she'd walk was enough to entrance him. He'd often lose himself as he'd stare at her, taking in as much as her gorgeous body as possible.

He was the first in the water. Kiyora had pulled him to her and placed her hands on his chest. She pushed him gently, forcing him to descend the short stairs that led down into the pool. The panthress continued to push him until his back made contact with one of the stone walls. The water was up past their waists.

She brushed her fingers past Nathan's cheeks and locked her hands behind his neck. Amusement crawled onto her face as she pulled him down. Together, they dipped into the water until it was up to their chins. Her long, sleek hair spread out along her shoulders as it got wet. She pulled him close and gave him a quick kiss before submerging the rest of her beautiful body.

Nathan followed her. He dropped down into the water and opened his eyes. It was blurry, but he could make out her curvy and sexy form. It was already turning him on.

She flew back out of the water and flung her hair back. It was the color of glimmering obsidian, and the gleam of the water made it even more so. Her hands ran down her hair, ringing out the water. Nathan emerged slowly. He kept his eyes and her with an alluring smile.

The pantheress bit her lip and brought her body close to his once more. She pressed against him and gave him another quick kiss.

"I will never be able to cease saying how much I love you," she said.

Nathan beamed. "And neither will I." He pulled her a bit closer.

The water was warm. But Kiyora's body was hot. And in many more ways than one.

His hands crept down those curvy sides he'd grown to love so much. They combed through the black fur until he reach the pantheress's waist, pulling her closer. She wrapped her arms around him and let her body meld with his. Her breasts yielded to the pressure as they pressed against his bare chest.

He let her buttocks fill his palms, giving it a gentle squeeze. His tender grip made a delightful grin crawl across her lips as she went in for a kiss. She drew his bottom lip into her mouth and caressed it with the tip of her tongue. That tingle and that spark had never gone away. Nathan pressed forward and let her take more of him into her mouth. The tips of tongues met and tickled each other.

Kiyora ran her fingers up his back and neck until she reached his wet hair. They slipped behind his ears and raked the back of his head, gently scratching his scalp. He let her push him even deeper into her soft, wet lips. Their intimate embrace lasted a number of seconds, but to Nathan it always felt like a glorious eternity.

The pantheress pulled back but still held the human in her arms. "It never gets old, does it?"

"It definitely doesn't," he said. Her furry belly was pressed against his in the water. He could feel her warmth infecting him. "And I don't believe it ever will."

She ran her fingers down his arms until they reached his hands. She stared at them as she teased the sensitive skin of his palms. "Come." Her fingers snuck between his and grasped his hands. She pulled him with her as she strolled backwards out of the bathing pool. "A part of me needs your immediate attention."

Nathan smiled and let out a single, soft laugh. "How could I ever refuse?"

She bit her and pulled him close to give him another kiss. She let go of his hands and hopped up to the edge of the pool. "Was refusal ever an option?" she joked. Her legs emerged from the water and she placed her ankles atop Nathan's shoulders.

He continued to inch closer to her. His hands ran along the outside of her thighs and up onto her belly. Her gaze fell upon him as his eyes crept up to stare into those glowing, amber eyes. He wore a lewd smile that stretched farther across his lips the closer he got to her soaking slit.

"Does it matter?" he replied. "What man could ever resist such a gorgeous woman?" His tongue slipped from his mouth and pressed it against her clit, giving it one good lick. She let out a howl of pleasure.

Kiyora pushed him away before he could lick her once more. Her knees bent over his shoulders and drew the rest of him closer. "Remind me what this man can't resist about me," she said, releasing him.

He returned to her wet slit, pressing his lips between hers. He let his tongue sneak inside her and crawl upward between her soft, intimate flesh. The tip of it tickled her clit again and she let out a quiet purr. "I can't resist how beautiful you are," he answered her.

His tongue traced a circle around her extremely sensitive flesh. He could feel her insides quivering with ecstasy. "I can't resist how powerful you are."

Her eyes shut tight and she bit her lip again. The only feeling coursing through her body was the arousal from Nathan's smooth tongue teasing her. Her body was begging her to feel him inside.

Nathan pushed harder against her clit with his tongue and inched it upward. He let each millimeter entertain her. She groaned with satisfaction as her pussy oozed with more of her sexual fluid. He smiled. "I can't resist how wet I get you."

He could smell her, too. Her sex had a sweet aroma he craved. It was so rich and mild like the first scent of a freshly cut passion fruit. His nose was enthralled by it, drawing him even closer to her sex. He drew her in, inhaling her wonderful smell.

"And I can't resist your intoxicating aroma," he added. He let his tongue drop down, eager to taste her. Her luscious, sensual, and moist lips spread to the pressure as he entered her. It tasted as sweet as it smelled.

"Oh," she moaned. The pantheress's fingers raked through his wet hair until they reached the back of his head. She spread her legs and pulled him deeper inside of her. "Taste all of me, Nathan!"

His nose and mouth sunk into her crotch, and he did exactly as she commanded. He tasted her. He allowed his jaws to separate as he let the entire length of his tongue sink deep inside her, massaging the walls of her vagina. The rest he caressed with his lips, drawing in even more of her honey-like essence. It dripped down his throat and made his stomach swirl with pleasure.

"More," she said. Her fingers gripped tighter at the back of his head and pulled him harder into her.

He didn't resist at all. His lips and tongue sunk deeper into her wet pussy. It was tight, but he spun his tongue around in there. He wanted to pleasure every inch of her insides. And it worked. His ears perked as her whole body vibrated with a loud and heavy purr. She cried out with intense delight.

Her moist flesh quivered around him and he knew what that meant. Kiyora removed her hand from his head and allowed him to pull away from her. He took in a deep breath. Her sex was still infecting him and arousing him.

She climbed to her feet and offered Nathan a hand. He took it and she helped pull him out of the water. The first thing she noticed was how hard Nathan had gotten from that short session. His erection was ready and begging to feel her warm flesh around it. Kiyora coiled her fingers around it and fondled his genitals as she went in for another kiss. Nathan closed his eyes and let her caress his lips. More of his warm blood rushed down his body to fill his growing erection. It swelled even more in her hand.

Kiyora tenderly bit his bottom lip and pulled him with her. She backed up to the first lounging chair and spun Nathan around. She let go of his lip, placed her hands on his chest, and gave him a playful shove. He stumbled down onto the reclined and cushioned chair. The pantheress followed close behind him, straddling her legs beside his hips. Her wet pussy hung only an inch above his impatient cock. He was ready to feel her tight slit engulf him.

She did just that. Kiyora placed her palms on his cheeks and massaged his forehead and scalp as she descended upon him. Her supple, wet labia spread as he entered her. And the feeling of her warm flesh took him right away. His brow furrowed as deep pleasure crawled across his face.

The pantheress inched down until she had his entire length inside of her. Nathan ran his fingers along her thighs. With one hand he crept up the side of her belly until his reached the underside of her large, furry breast, and with the other hand he slid around her waist until her butt cheek filled his palm. He teased her nipple with his thumb as he squeezed her. She pushed into it, letting out a long moan. His cock pressed hard inside her. And the feeling of it pleased her beyond satisfaction.

She started to bounce up and down, stroking his shaft slow at first. With her breast and her ass filling his hands, Nathan found it hard to fight back the immense pleasure. But he had a lot of practice with her. He allowed her to take control and stroke him as long and as hard as she needed.

Kiyora bent forward and pressed more of her body against Nathan's. Her silky, warm fur tickled every inch of the bare skin on his belly and chest as she rocked back and forth. Her wet flesh constricted around his erection teasing the head with a gratification that was hard to resist. He bit his lip harder and fought back the climax that was fast approaching.

"Kiss me," she demand and pulled his face up to her muzzle. She grabbed his top lip with her own before sliding her tongue inside his mouth. He let it fill him right as he was filling her down there. But that sent him way over the edge.

All his muscles clenched and he let out a short grunt before he let out the first load inside of her. It didn't stop her though. In fact, it turned her on even more as she sped up, humping him twice as fast. She moaned into his mouth, and her hot breath brushed past his cheek and ear.

He continued to cum inside of her as a few more tense spurts rushed forth through his swollen cock. Her insides tightened even more around his hard shaft and sexual satisfaction filled her. She gripped some of his hair in her hand as her body curled up with tension. She released him and let out a loud howl of pure bliss. Her orgasm continued as she sat back up and pleasured herself with long and slow strokes over his cock.

Nathan jerked again as he came a second time. It was hyper-stimulating to have her tight pussy stroking him so slowly. It was hotter than hell. But it wasn't the first time he'd been able to orgasm twice with her.

She let out a long breath as she put her hands back down on Nathan's belly. She bent forward and gave him a quick kiss before climbing off of him and lying down at his side. "It never ceases to amaze me," she said. "You always know just how to pleasure me, Nathan."

Her fingertip twirled in small circles around his bellybutton. Kiyora enjoyed exploring and touching every part of Nathan's body. And he always let her do as she pleased. It felt wonderful to him.

He had his arm around her back and held her close. He ran his hand up and down her side. Her fur was already starting to dry, and so was his skin. "I assume you don't have very many duties today?" he asked. Sometimes she stayed and relaxed longer with him, but usually she had a few tasks to take care of in the morning.

"I do not," she answered. "Today will be just the two of us, relaxing. Or if you'd prefer we could do anything you'd like to do. I am willing to do something new if you'd like that."

There was something Nathan had been wondering about for quite some time, but he didn't really know how he'd approach the subject. There was still a lot he didn't know about her and her powers. And what he had in mind may have been asking too much of her. Although, he didn't doubt she could do it. He was afraid that it would sound too odd for her and she would refuse to do such a thing with him.

"Thank you," he replied. "Care to take a walk around the island for now? I'd love to spend some time alone with you and talk."

A smile of agreement stretched along her muzzle. "I'd love that."

Nathan helped the pantheress dry her fur. It was something he enjoyed very much. There was enough time for him to appreciate her body even more as he ran the towel down her damp body. And she especially enjoyed him drying her feet. She offered him one, and he'd massage it with the towel and his hands.

"All good?"

"Yes," she grinned and pulled Nathan up for a kiss. "Thank you. I'd like to put on some clothing before our trek, though. Is that alright?"

"Aw, we're not going to the nude beach?" he joked. He knew very well that they could be naked anywhere and everywhere on the island if they chose to do so.

Kiyora laughed. "Well, I'll remain naked if you do the same. You don't, after all, have to worry about your skin burning in the sun." She ran her fingers down his chest and belly and winked. "Having a goddess to make you invulnerable to injury is pretty useful, don't you think?"

"I guess I'm still getting used to this whole immortality thing."

"You'll adjust," she said. "Now are we going naked or not?"

"Nah. I'd rather wear something. I'll feel more comfortable." He grabbed his underwear and shorts off of the chair and put them back on. Kiyora grabbed his hand and they walked back through the halls and to her room. Nathan watched and welcomed the view of her majestic body as she put on her red skirt and top.

The sun was high enough in the sky that it was shining directly into the room and on her black fur. It made her glow with a striking, white aura. She always looked so stunning.

"Is something wrong, Nathan?" she asked

He smiled. "Absolutely not," he said. His eyes scanned every inch of her until he met with her eyes. "Just taking in all of you when I get the chance is a splendor I can't pass up. You are always so damn beautiful. I can't get over it." He broke his gaze with her to slip on a t-shirt. The soft fabric fell elegantly down his muscular chest. One thing that he'd also noticed while he was on the island was how much his body had toned. He was fairly muscular to begin with but he was certain he was more defined than before. It was something that he also attributed to Kiyora's doing. He didn't mind one bit, though.

Nathan's comment made her beam. She was used to getting many compliments, usually from her servants, but the ones Nathan gave her were more appreciated for some reason. She knew it had something to do with the fact that the more he reminded her about how much he desired her, the better. Knowing she was loved by such an amazing man filled her up like no other pleasure, wealth, or power could.

Kiyora slipped on her leather sandals and strolled over to Nathan. "Shall we?" she asked, holding out her hand. Nathan took it right away and passed her a quick grin. He loved his walks with her.

"What about Max?" he asked. They both looked over to the German Shepherd, which was wagging his tail, ready to tag along.

Kiyora chuckled. "I supposed he can come along with us," she said and whistled for Max to follow.

They walked at a slow pace. There was no point in haste as it gave them more time to each other. And since Kiyora didn't have any duties for the day, Nathan was going to be sure to enjoy every second of it.

They left the palace out of the grand foyer, which opened up to a large courtyard. The palace was built into the highest stone hill of the mountain. Before Nathan knew what he knew now, he would have assumed that the construction of the palace had taken decades. The wide, rocky hill had been carved flat on the surface, and plumbing that seemed to defy gravity was built deep within. The place itself was a marvel of its own. It rivaled any of the old wonders throughout the world.

At the end of the courtyard was an elegant cobblestone stairwell that zigzagged down the hillside. It was line with thick greenery and flowering trees. Every time he took a stroll down the stairs, there was an amalgamation of so many fragrances. Each of them distinct in their own right, but together, they smelled divine.

Kiyora squeezed his hand as they descended the last few steps and skipped out onto the golden sand. The beach was hot from the constant beating of the sun but it didn't hurt on her feet.

Kiyora let go of his hand and took a few long strides before jumping a good six feet and digging her feet into the warm sand. She closed her eyes and purred. He knew exactly how much she loved the heat on her feet.

"You've been quiet so far." She tilted her head, curious. "Is something on your mind?"

"It's something I'd like to talk about later if that's okay. But for now I want to enjoy our walk. I love seeing you so happy." He dug his feet into the sand with her. Together, they let the fine yellow grains of rock warm them.

"Alright," she nodded. "What would you like to talk about, then?"

"You, of course," he answered and laughed. "There still so much I want to know about you. I mean - you're a goddess! I still feel like there is a lot that you know and have experienced in your life. I want to know about all of it."

"Yes, there is a lot. I would hardly know where to start though. So why don't you ask away, and I'll answer you with complete honesty in a way you'll hopefully understand." She bent down and slipped her sandals off. The sand caved to her bare feet as she continued down the beach. Nathan caught up to her, walking by her side.

It was quiet for a little while as Nathan thought of what he could ask her. There was only the crisp sound of the short waves rolling up onto the beach and the melodic songs of the sea birds singing from the trees on the hillside. At the very least, he was comfortable. However, he didn't know how to bring things up without possibly offending her.

"Do not be afraid to offend me, Nathan," she said. It was clear, for the most part, that she could at least sense - or even read - what was going on in his mind.

"Is that something that you do? Are you able to read minds?"

She grinned. Again, it was if she knew that question would come up eventually. "I am," she answered, bluntly. "And my telepathic ability extends well beyond my island as well as beyond reading minds. However..." she paused for a moment, "...it still has to be a conscious decision of mine to do so. And it is not a power I abuse. Although at times I have been tempted, I have not read your mind, Nathan." Kiyora turned to grab his hand and make sure he met with her eyes. A comforting smiled curled along her muzzle. "The times that I may have seemed to read your mind have all been my intuition as well as our emotional bond. I want things to remain as authentic between us as possible. I want the things you tell me about yourself to remain a wonderful surprise."

"Thank you for that Kiyora. That does mean a lot to me." He squeezed her hand and gave her a nod to continue walking. "How many other gods or goddesses are there like you?"

"Like me in my exact form? None. We come in many different shapes, sizes, as well as in different planes of existence. And if it makes sense to you, we are some of the few beings that can travel between different universes. We have been depicted may different ways by your people throughout history. The Egyptians had taken a bit of a liking of me at the time. Baast, they called me. Well, the pronunciation had later changed between dynasties. Your scholars today refer to the name as Baset," she explained, smiling. It made sense to Nathan. He wasn't completely up to date on his Egyptian mythology, but Baset sounded familiar. "As for the number of us? There are fifty gods and goddesses in total. However, there are many demigods. I do not know their numbers."

"I don't know how to put this next one. But are they all good? Like you?" he asked. "As opposed to - say - evil."

She sighed a bit. Nathan assumed the question may have bothered her a bit, but he hadn't the faintest clue as to why. "For the gods, good and evil are unfortunately very relative things. Some feel they have the power - and even the right - to manipulate morality and ethics of some creatures throughout the different universes. For them, it's just a game because whether something is good or evil doesn't matter to them. I see it only as a sick and sadistic pleasure for them. So, the answer is yes. Some would argue the point, but I know there is good and evil among the gods."

The pantheress took in a deep breath and let it back out. "I've explained before to you that I am a warrior goddess. I feel now is a good time to explain to you that part of my duties are to protect this realm from some of those gods or demigods - the ones that would bring this world harm."

Nathan's heart felt heavy. He could scarcely imagine what that would be like. And the fact that such powerful entities of ill-intent even existed was disheartening. He still felt safe though. As long as he was by Kiyora's side, he didn't think he'd have anything to worry about.

"They fear me. They do not enter this realm unless they have a death wish."

Nathan let out a short chuckle. "That's good to know. Plus, learning that about you makes me appreciate you even more. Not only for what you do for me, but for what you do for our world."

"I will always be here to protect you, my love."

"You must have many more powers then..." he added. He kind of wanted to steer the conversation in a specific direction. That way, he could learn something that would help with what he wanted to discuss later. "Like you'd said before. I've only really see a miniscule amount of your power."

She grinned and twisted around to look at something. "I bet you didn't notice that," she said. Nathan followed her finger, which was pointed at a small, androgynous, and human-like figure made out of sand. That would have been all and good, except for the fact that it was walking around, following them. And Max was regarding it cautiously. He, too, didn't know what to think of the small creature.

"Wow," Nathan beamed with a bit of shock. The pantheress waved her hand and the tiny, sand golem fell apart, returning to the beach from which it was constructed. "So what kind of power was that?"

"I can manipulate matter as well as insert consciousness where it may not normally exist," she explained. Nathan remained silent. He was utterly nonplussed. "And although it breaks what you humans like to call the laws of this universe, I can even bring new matter into this world. And for the matter that already exists..." She waved her hand again, making a long reed of grass disappear completely. It reappeared a few seconds after. "I can change however I wish." It then transformed into a bush.

Nathan approached it a felt the leaves with his hand. It was as real as ever. It was no illusion.

"That is the only bush of its kind in this world. I designed it here and now," she went on. "In fact, I can restructure all matter and energy in this universe on an enormous scale at any time. I can manipulate the very fabric of this reality."

"T-that's absolutely amazing. I mean - I don't even know what to say. Is there anything you can't do?"

She nodded. "Although my power seems unlimited, it is still restricted by the rules of logic and reason. I may be able to break laws of physics in this universe, but for example, things that are self-contradictory are not possible for any god. I may be powerful, but I am not omnipotent."

"I suppose that makes good sense. But that's quite a lot for me to even grasp the concept of."

"Like I'd said," she added. Her fingers ran down his arm. "It will take quite a while to tell you all that I can do. But we'll have plenty of time together to do so. Shall we continue our walk, or shall we return to the palace?" Kiyora pointed over to a natural staircase. It was one that was never there before. He was sure, because he'd recently glimpsed that portion of the stone cliff before inspecting the bush. Nathan smiled. He figured she'd made it right there before he could even look up at it.

"I suppose we can return." Nathan had gotten most of the answer that he'd needed anyway, so he figured they could return to the palace. He placed his foot on the first step. Kiyora stopped him right there.

She placed both feet onto the step and gave a quick gesture. The rock beneath them shook for a moment before it started sliding up the cliff. Max followed close behind them, running up the stairs. "I figured we could take a little break from walking."

Every day, she amazed him. His face lit up as the stone beneath his bare feet carried him all the way back up to the palace. It was somewhere close to about a hundred and fifty foot climb, too.

He was fairly well oriented with the island and figured, before they arrived, that they'd come up right next to the training ground. And he was right. They climbed off the stone and into the large yard where the sandy sparring circle was carved with a wide diameter into the grass yard.

He was reminded of the first day, as well as all the other times he'd sparred with Kiyora. Of course, he'd never won a single match, but he absolutely enjoyed getting roughed up by her.

"Care to do a quick sparring session?" she asked.

Nathan started to chuckle. Her intuition was very good. She didn't even need the power to read minds. "Of course I would," he replied.

They strolled over to the ring, where they placed their sandals down near the perimeter. Kiyora made her way to the center, first, then Nathan followed close behind. He was shaking his head and laughing inside his mind. He knew how it was going to end, but he didn't care.

"Is something amusing?"

He shrugged his shoulders, beaming. "I don't know. The incentive here is kind of reversed. I actually enjoy have you beat me. Don't get me wrong. That doesn't mean I won't give you my all. But I have that nagging feeling to let you win, even though I know it'll happen anyway." His tongue slipped out of his mouth, playfully.

"Yeah? Does that mean I should be even rougher with you this time?"

"If you wish. But I think I'll only enjoy it more."

"You speak for the both of us," she replied. One of the widest and wildest grins swept across her muzzle, and she pounced at him.

Nathan's eyes went wide as he glimpsed her dark figure leap over him and block the sun. He jumped to the side and rolled out of the way right as she landed, sending sand flying up around her feet and hands. She growled. Her long, black tailed swayed back and forth like a predatory cat. Kiyora was ready for her next attack.

For the most part, the best Nathan could do was to try to dodge her attacks. There was no way he was going to get her into a grapple she couldn't get out of. And there was no way any punch or kick from him would even make any sort of impact. She pounced at him again. But this time, she landed just short and threw her leg up into a high kick.

Nathan caught the bottom of her foot flying right at his face. He swayed to the side and ducked. Her kick missed him by inches, and her foot came crashing back down to the ground as she threw her fist forward for a quick jab. Nathan twisted at the hip and dodged that one, too.

He smiled. There were times he didn't even make it past her first attack, let alone the next two. So he was proud he'd dodged three of her attacks thus far. He shuffled his way backward, away from her.

"Very good," she said. "You're quite quick on your toes today. But I think you'll soon be under mine." Another growl vibrated from low in her throat and she launched herself at him again. She was right. She was definitely going rougher with him.

The thought of her toes on him was distracting enough. He almost didn't move out of the way as she flew toward him with her hands and feet ready to grapple. The image of her looming over him with the bottom of her foot planted right on his face was too much to deal with while fighting her. However, it was a usual distraction. It was something he always had to fight against when sparring with her.

She took another step toward him, throwing her fist into a wide arc. Her punch was coming at him from the side. This time, he put up an arm to block it, which was something he was always wary to do, knowing her strength. He felt it make contact with his forearm and he flinched for a second. After opening his eyes, he found that he'd successfully blocked her.

"Hey! I actually bl--"

Kiyora's arm was no longer there and the flat bottom of her foot was coming right for the side of his head. Nathan didn't have time to react. Her coarse flesh sunk into his cheek and sent his head, as well as the rest of his body, flying in the same direction. He felt his feet lift off the ground for a moment as he was propelled into the air from the awesome blow. Within a second, he came crashing down into the sand, right on his back.

Like every other time Kiyora had defeated him, she planted her foot on his chest and dug it in a bit. Nathan coughed, but behind it was a bit of a laugh. He was never hurt by their sparring matches, because Kiyora had made him immune to the pain during it. For good show, he grabbed at her ankle and tried to pry it off him. He quickly gave up and let his muscles go loose, his arms flopping back down into the sand. His eyes were squinted. The sun was shining directly into them.

"Alright," he said. "You've won."

Kiyora leaned in, blocking the sun so he could look at her. "Who said I was done?"

"Wha--"

His mouth was shut by the bottom of her foot being shoved onto his face. Her wide arch dug into his mouth and muffled his words while her big toes tapped on his cheek. He could already taste that semi-salty flavor of hers on his lips.

"You said you'd like it rougher, so I'll give you rougher."

Nathan mumbled a bit into the bottom of her foot as she leaned even farther over him, putting more of her weight onto his face. He felt the pressure come down on him, but it didn't hurt. He was still immune to the pain. So instead of the agony he may have felt otherwise, all he felt instead was pleasure. He felt the delight of having the rough, supple flesh on the bottom of her foot dig into his mouth and cheek.

Kiyora curled her toes and slid her foot so the ball of it crawled over his brow. He felt her big toe rub deep into his forehead as she started to grind her foot into his face. There was even more pressure now. She bent forward and pushed her leg down, sinking as much of her foot into Nathan mouth, nose, and forehead.

Nathan closed his eyes and let the feeling take over him. It was the first time he'd felt such power drive into him and he loved every second of it. The way her flesh would twist into his, and the smell of the oils on the bottom of her foot being driven into his nose; it was ecstasy to him.

Her weight shifted and he felt her sit on his chest. "Let's give you twice the pleasure, Nathan," she said. Her first foot moved off to the side and he opened his eyes for a second to find her other foot join the fun. He now had both of her powerful, gorgeous feet on his face - one for each cheek.

She started grinding again, alternating each foot up and down, contorting the soft flesh his face. Her rough heel played with his lips. They were forced every direction as the bottom of her feet went all over. It was almost like an intense facial massage with the pantheress's feet.

He let his tongue slip from his mouth and be dragged along with the pressure. The salty oils on the bottom of her foot coated it right away and he got a great taste of her and she ground the bottom of her feet even harder. Nathan let out a muffled moan. This new feeling was so intense. He could feel his stomach doing somersaults from the pleasure. His own toes also curled at the end of his feet.

Kiyora let her feet slide along the sides of his face until they reached the ground. She leaned in over him and planted her lips on his, giving him a wet kiss. "I hope you enjoyed that," she said. "I know I did."

Nathan was panting. "You have no idea. That was spectacular!"

A sly smirk snuck across her lips. "I guess that means we'll have to do it more often then." She climbed to her feet and offered him a hand. He took it with sincere appreciation and affection. Even though she was a goddess with powers beyond his imagination, she did so much for him. In some ways, it made him feel inadequate, but there had to be something about him for her to love. Perhaps, he thought, it was a question for another time.

"You bet," he said. He allowed her to pull him up to his feet where she wrapped her arms around his back again. They both closed their eyes and kissed for a few seconds. He pulled away. "Time for your usual foot massage?"

An eager grin swept across her face. She loved her daily foot rubs with Nathan. The answer was quite obvious. Nathan hardly needed to ask. "Escort me back to my room, and I will allow you the pleasure to give my feet a good rubbing," she replied. She grabbed his hand and led him toward the garden next to the palace.

They shuffled through the garden and into the sunroom, where a few of Kiyora's servants were tending to the plants. They smiled as they watched their mistress and her mate pass by them. Ever since Nathan had arrived, they'd seen a big - good - change in their mistress. So every time they caught a glimpse of them, it always made them beam with joy. There were certainly a few that were jealous of what Kiyora had. A handful desired Nathan just as much as their mistress.

"Watch Max for us, will you?" Kiyora requested. The servants nodded and took hold of the dog, giving him praise and petting him.

Kiyora and Nathan skipped up the stairwell to the second floor. They continued to hold hands as Nathan put his back up against the large wooden door and opened it into the pantheress's room. Kiyora took more control and pushed him onto her bed, crawling over him as he bounced on the mattress.

She let her lips fall down onto his. They took in his bottom lip as she sucked on it for a few seconds before moving onto the next one. Her tongue slid out and tickled his top lip. Nathan let out a soft moan, letting her know how good it all felt. She opened her eyes and met with his stare. Satisfaction was twisted along her muzzle.

Kiyora rolled off of him and got comfortable on her back. She started wiggling her toes, begging him to get down there and get to work. Nathan grinned and obliged.

He crawled toward the edge of the circular bed where her feet rested. He lied along the perimeter so his head rested inches from the bottom of her feet. He recalled what had just happened out on the sparring ring. That coarse flesh had dug deep into his skin and he'd loved every second of it. It made him think of how much he'd love to feel the bottom of her foot swallow up his entire body. He gulped. He hoped he'd have the courage to ask her for what he'd like to do later.

His arms and hand crawled closer to her feet and her thumbs inched around her heels. He started there, digging deep into the firm flesh. It was a delight to loosen up her muscles and flesh as the rough skin tickled his sensitive fingertips. He pushed with his entire palm and rubbed the ball of her foot next. His fingers slipped between her toes and he bent her feet forward, stretching the tendons.

She purred. Nathan smiled and continued to rub in hard circular motions with his wrist as his fingers squeezed the fur and skin on top of her foot. He brought his fingers back out from between her toes and traced down her feet in four straight lines, teasing her with the softest touch of his fingertips. Her furry body twitched a little in response.

"That tickles," she said, grinning. She looked down at him to find him biting his tongue in a playful manner. He inched closer to the bottom of her left foot until his lips made contact with her big toe. He opened up and let it fill his mouth, slipping past his lips in a sensual caress. Her flavor also filled him as he got a wonderful taste of her.

His thumbs and fingers continued to work her feet as his mouth sucked on her big toe. The pantheress let out a soft moan as the pleasurable feeling shot up her leg and spine like a thunder bolt of satisfaction. Nathan moved down to the next toe and then the next, giving each one of them a good suck for her. Once he was done with the last toe on her left foot, he moved down and started to lick the rest of the bottom of her foot. It tickled her much more and she let out an even louder howl of delight.

After ensuring he'd moistened every inch of her foot, he moved on to the next one, starting the same way. He let her big toe slide into his mouth. The rough flesh on the bottom of her toe excited his bottom lip and tongue as it slipped inside with ease. Her semi-salty flavor infected him even more as it took over his sense of taste. Her aroma was also infecting him as her pheromone-rich scent wafted up from her feet and filled his nose. It made him shudder and melt, sucking in the rest of her big toe.

"Yes," Kiyora uttered, "even them out for me." She pulled out her big toe and pressed the next one against his lip. He took it right away and sucked on it, just like the rest. One by one, each toe got a good working from his mouth and tongue. And with each one, the pantheress let out a short, blissful purr, sometimes curling her toe in his mouth.

Nathan slid his tongue down to the ball of her foot and then ran it down the rest of the way. His fingers still worked each foot, rubbing the bottom and softening the flesh even more. He loved seeing her so relaxed. So feeling the tension disappear from her feet was a wonderful addition to that.

He ran his tongue all of the rest of her foot and made sure he didn't miss a single millimeter. He let his tongue rest on her heel for a little while. Her flavor was overwhelmingly wonderful. He let it take over his taste buds as he started to nibble tenderly on the side of her foot as well. Kiyora chuckled as his teeth tickled her flesh.

His hands ran up her legs and he massaged her calves and thighs, combing his fingers through her thick, black fur and up into her skirt. She sat back up and caressed his cheek while he continued to lick the bottom of her right foot. "Like always that feels amazing," she told him, but allowed him to continue.

Nathan nodded and gave her foot a number of quick kisses all the way back up to her toe. He gave it one last good suck before looking up at her. "And it's just as amazing for me," he replied. He crawled along the sheets above her. His body inched down onto hers and he offered her a quick kiss before sliding down to her side. They continued to rub each other's body.

He traced a finger along her ear, tucking some of her long hair behind it. Her fur was always so smooth and silky. He continued to stare and admire her beauty, but he still wondered how he was going to broach the subject he wished to discuss. There really wasn't any better way than to come out and tell her exactly what was on his mind. He needed to be as honest and specific as possible.

"I can tell something is on your mind, Nathan," she said. With three of her fingers, she forced Nathan's chin upward and made sure he was looking into her eyes. "I know it will take time for you to adjust, but you do not need to fear mentioning that which is on your mind."

Nathan swallowed hard. She was very reassuring, but it would never alleviate his instinctual apprehension about bringing up such a subject. "I know. And thank you," he started. His gaze shot down for a moment before returning to her bright, golden eyes. There was only love there. Not a single hint of judgment. "I've been thinking about a fantasy I've had for quite some time." He started to shake his head and dropped his chin. His nerves were getting the best of him, growing anxious. He was already afraid of how silly it may have sounded to her. "Nevermind. It's stupid."

She grabbed his chin and raised it again. His eyes connected once again with hers. "If it is a part of you, then it is not stupid. Do not deny that which your mind has produced," she replied. A comforting smile stretched along her smoky lips. "And since it's a fantasy of yours, I'm very curious to find out exactly what it is. I've already promised that I can give you anything you want. If this is a great desire of yours, I want to give it to you. So, please, tell me."

Nathan played with the bed sheet, tracing an endless circle in the white linen with his finger. He let out a single laugh and shook his head again. "I wouldn't even really know how to start to explain this," he began. His throat pulled down an anxious lump that was forming inside it. "The fantasy has always involved a giantess that..." he paused. His arms and legs were trembling. It was like the room and transformed into an ice box, despite it still being about seventy degrees. He'd just never told anyone about this before. "It involves a giant woman that plays with me with her feet." Nathan shook his head again. His limbs were still shaking without control and he was unable to look at her the whole time.

Kiyora's fingertips brushed past his cheek. This time she lowered her head and entered his line of sight. "That is a delightful fantasy, Nathan," she said. "Thank you for sharing it with me. I saw how difficult that was for you, and your courage impresses me."

Nathan sighed with relief and his trembling finally began to wane with her immediate acceptance. She ran a single finger down the center of his chest and belly. "So..." she added, pausing to meet with his eyes again, "...is that something you'd like to do?"

"I-is that something you can do?" Nathan shook his head right away before Kiyora even had a chance to respond. "Nevermind. Of course you can. But would you really want_to do that to me? _With me?"

"It would be my pleasure, Nathan."

His heart started to pound slow and hard. He felt his hot pulse all throughout his body. It was almost ridiculous to believe that it was actually going to happen. Something he'd thought would forever remain an imaginary fantasy was going to become a reality. It was reinforcement of the idea that his time with Kiyora truly was his heaven. In fact, it was better than any heaven he'd ever imagined before he'd met the pantheress and goddess.

"S-so h-how do we g-go about this?" His voice was cracking and quivering. It was a new kind of warm flash of fear that overtook his body. He definitely felt the adrenaline, but it was mingled with a large dose of sexual anticipation.

The corner of her lip curled into a hungry smirk. "It's very simple, Nathan," she answered. He didn't notice her finger twirling a small gesture on his bare belly. His body grew very warm and Kiyora started to grow before him. He panicked at first, but she held him in place, allowing her power to go to work. He looked down to her hand on his hip and observed that the foot of the bed was getting farther away. She wasn't growing. He was shrinking.

His body continued to diminish into her hand until he was only about four inches tall and fit comfortably underneath her palm. She lifted her hand off of him and brought her gigantic muzzle close. She was still wearing that eager grin. "We start by making you as small as a mouse," she whispered. There was no coincidence she used that word, considering she was essentially a big cat.

Kiyora seized Nathan by cupping her hand underneath him and lifting a good foot into the air. "Was this about the size you imagined?"

Nathan tried to find his balance on her wavering palm. It was a difficult task, but he was able to find some footing. He nodded in response, staring in awe at the giant pantheress before him. The humid air escaping her muzzle surrounded his tiny form. It felt like that first and comforting, yet shocking, dip into a hot tub.

"Good," she said. "Now what is your desire, Nathan? Would you like to see the bottom of my foot and to feel it all over you? To play with you with my feet?"

He started to shiver with delightful anticipation. That same sexual adrenaline ran hot through his body. He simply nodded. That was exactly what he wanted.

That hungry grin twisted farther along her lips and she set him back down on the bed. The whole new world around him started to quake as Kiyora moved around and positioned herself accordingly. Her titanic leg lifted and floated over him. The sheer size of all her body parts was wonderfully awesome. He was stunned, frozen by the sight of her giant foot approaching him. But excitement filled him and fueled him.

He'd gotten many close ups of her foot before, but this took it to a whole new level. The arched bottom of her foot, padded by her thick, rough, and supple flesh, descended upon him inch by inch. And the closer it drew the larger it grew. It was enormous enough to block the sunlight and cast a wide shadow over his entire, tiny body. Only two inches away, he could already feel the body heat that radiated from the bottom of her foot engulfing him. Nathan trembled below it. He knew that soon he'd be squashed beneath her.

Instinctually, he threw his arms up shortly before the bottom of her foot made contact. He tried to hold it back but it was useless. Kiyora chuckled, feeling his miniscule arms shaking below her immense weight. "Try all you want, Nathan," she said. "But I'm not even putting a fraction of my weight on you yet."

Nathan smiled. He loved putting up a fight, even if he knew it was doomed for failure. It was true, though. If she had let her muscles relax and her leg drop, he'd be flat up against the bottom of her foot in a millisecond. But his arms continued to shake all over the place. It was enough exertion that he started to sweat. Part of that, however, was because of the heat pumping out of the bottom of her foot and overwhelming the air around him.

Slowly, his arm muscles started to give way and the pantheress's foot descended upon him again. He turned his head to the side as her thick, dark flesh approached his face. He tried another hard push but he got nowhere. The bottom of Kiyora's foot planted against the side of his face. His hands were forced down below his shoulders as his head was pushed back. It was up to his back muscles now.

"My...my..." Kiyora grinned, tilting her head downward to look at the little man below her foot. "You're getting quite the workout, aren't you?" Nathan beamed although his head was starting to sink into her flesh.

He widened his stance after feeling his knees start to buckle. His back was rapidly starting to give up. Her foot dug deeper into his head and into his chest. That was it. He couldn't hold it up anymore. Nathan let go and Kiyora's foot went with him, landing flat over his body.

The weight of her leg pushed him into the bed. His back sunk into the sheets while his front sunk into her warm, coarse flesh. He couldn't move. Every inch of him was pinned down by the bottom of her foot.

He tried to wiggle beneath it, only able to move a few millimeters. "Keep wiggling," she said, her voice vibrated throughout her body and bed. Nathan felt every little reverberation on his chest and back. She added weight to her foot, driving him farther into the bed as well and swallowing up more of him within the supple, padded flesh. "It feels so nice having you struggle below my foot. And it tickles a little."

The sides of her foot had encapsulated him. It became a dark prison of the pantheress's flesh, which continued to pump out heat. Nathan drew in his first breath of the humid air and nothing but Kiyora's scent crawled up his nose. It was powerful and intoxicating. He loved it. So much that he could feel his arousal growing with each second.

Kiyora pressed her heel forward and slid the bottom of her foot up Nathan's body until her heel rested on his chest and belly. Some fresh air rushed in and he took a deep breath of it right before she pushed again, driving him deep into the bed with her heel. Under any normal circumstance, he would have been squashed like a bug. But Nathan only felt a slight pressure as his limbs caved and wrapped around her heel. His body sunk a good two inches into the bed, swallowed up by the sheets and mattress.

She twisted her foot, rotating her heel over his entire front and driving him even deeper into the bed. Nathan started to groan, not from pain but pleasure. Her power and strength crushing him below felt more than divine to him. It was exactly how he'd always fantasized about it. And Kiyora noticed it.

"I see you love this just as much as I do," she said. She let her foot slid back down over his body, but this time she curled her big toe as well as another around his shoulders. His head nestled right between them while the rest of his body was enveloped by the bottom of her foot. "How does that feel to be pinned beneath my foot?"

Nathan ground his hips against her arch. He was getting hard. His body was already begging for release. "It feels wonderful," he replied. His voice was nothing more than a soft squeak, but she heard it without effort. Kiyora also felt him twisting up against the bottom of her foot. She could tell exactly how much it was turning him on.

"Very well," she said. She squeezed her toes together around Nathan's neck and lifted him from the bed. The rest of his body dangled in the air, gliding somewhere he couldn't see. He did notice, however, that Kiyora was shifted her position in the bed so she was sitting on the mattress. A sly smirk was carved on her muzzle as she held him in front of her black nose for a second. She smelt his arousal despite his size. "Let's see if you like this even more."

Her foot started falling and Nathan went with it. Nothing but the rush of humid air tickled his bare feet. He was expecting the bed again but that didn't happen. It was his feet that first made contact. He felt her flesh upon them as the rest of his body followed, pressing into the bottom of her other foot. Kiyora pushed hard and the hot, supple flesh wrapped all over his body. It engulfed all of him except for his head, which was still nestled between her toes.

Back and forth, they alternated as she started to grind her feet together with him in between them. His back and his front were sinking deep into her until his head disappeared back under her foot. The darkness and the heat swallowed him whole. Her scent overtook him again. There was nothing he could do but let her rub her feet together and force him to be engulfed by more of her. And each time she twisted or pushed his body would go with it, manipulated by her controlled movements.

The vibration and sound of her feet and his body rubbing together was the only thing that he could hear. Every other sound was drowned out by the grinding and scratching of rough flesh around him. And her feet were releasing more of her oily substance, coating him in it. It made her scent even more powerful, marking his entire body with some of her essence. Her aroma between her feet was potent enough to make him go lightheaded with ecstasy. It was a pleasure beyond anything he'd experienced before. And how hard his erection had grown was a testament to that fact.

Kiyora pushed her heel up into the arch of her other foot. It slid up Nathan's thighs and dug deep into his crotch and belly. His cock ran upwards with it, getting pinned between the thick flesh of her heel and his gut. She pushed harder and forced Nathan's hip and back to disappear into the foot below him. If he were not invulnerable, he would have been pulverized into nothing under that much weight. But instead, it added enough pressure to stroke and to stimulate his erection, teasing the length of his shaft from all directions.

His arms were stuck at his sides. The bottom of her feet made sure he wouldn't be able to move them. But he didn't need them. Kiyora's heel rubbing hard against his crotch was enough to do the work. Forward and back, the bottom of her foot would tug at his skin and clothes. The felling, mixed with all his other senses being overwhelmed with delightful sensations, was sending him rapidly over the edge.

It was a footjob on a massive level. Not only was his erection being worked, his whole body was stimulated by her hot flesh. It was no surprise that the moment he felt his body begging for instant relief, it was upon him within a second. Every single muscle tensed, but he didn't - he couldn't - move a single millimeter within his prison of tight, rough skin.

But his cock still swelled and shot out the first load. He let out a loud howl of satisfaction into the bottom of Kiyora's foot. The noise didn't escape his hot and fleshy chamber. His sweat mixed with the oils on her feet as he overheated. He continued to pump out his seed onto his belly. Kiyora didn't stop. Her heel kept pushing his waist and back deep into her other foot and it ground hard against his crotch. His intense groans of delight continued to echo between her feet as his orgasm went on for another ten seconds.

Kiyora wore a satisfied grin. She knew exactly what had just happened between the harsh pressures of her feet. She'd given Nathan exactly what he'd desired - his fantasy. It was an odd kind of pride, but she reveled in the fact that she could do such a thing for him. Pleasing him was part of her fantasy.

Nathan's body started to calm down, and the pantheress released her top foot from him. He felt the pressure disappear. Cool air rushed in to take the place of the sex-ridden, humid air. He took in a sharp, deep breath of it, but he still panted. Kiyora found him with his back snuggled into the bottom of her other foot. He was utterly beaming despite how exhausted his body appeared. It had just gone through an experience like none other.

Nathan kept his eyes closed and delighted in the afterglow. He rubbed the foot below him with his entire hands and arms. Her rough flesh tickled them all over. It felt wonderful considering how sensitive his skin was after such a great climax. The heat and aroma from her remaining foot still radiated up and around him. It was a totally different kind of heaven

"I love seeing you so happy," Kiyora observed. She inched her head closer to her foot and examined the tiny man that was still sunk into the bottom of it.

He finally opened his eyes and found the giant panthress's face looming over him like a skyscraper would tower over the street. He passed her a toothy smile. There was so much to be thankful for when he looked at her. "Thank you," he said. "I can't even begin to describe just how awesome that was."

"It pleases me just as much as it pleases you, my love," she replied. He felt her breath brushing past his body like a gentle ocean breeze. "Shall I bring you back to normal size?"

He sat up on her foot and shook his head. "Actually, no," he started. "If your okay with it. I'd like to spend the rest of the day with you like this."

She nodded once with a grin curled on her muzzle. "I'm more than okay with that. What is your desire?"

With a cheery half-squint, he chuckled. "Well, washing up and getting a fresh pair of clothes might be good. Care to help me with that?"

"I can certainly help you with that." Her gigantic hand reached for him and her fingers wrapped around his whole body. She pulled him up off of her foot and held him in her palm as she climbed off of the bed. After slipping her sandals back on, they headed back to the bathhouse.

Nathan still felt drained. He continued to lay flat on her palm as she carried him all the way with her hand open. They got a few curious glances from Kiyora's servants on the way as they whispered to one another. It must have been quite a new sight for them.

Even though he could only see the wall, the ceiling, and Kiyora, he knew exactly where they were with each second. He'd been around the palace well enough to recognize everything even when he was four inches tall and the perspective had change drastically. Not to mention, it took the same amount of time to get there as it usually did.

The next thing he recognized was the crisp, humid, and scented air. That always let him know that he'd arrived in the bathhouse. Kiyora sat down at the edge of the pool and dipped her legs down into the water as she did.

"First we'll have to take these off," Kiyora said. Two of her enormous fingers reached for him. Quickly, he undid the button and loosened them.

"I can get it," he mentioned, but it was too late. One of her finger slid underneath his ass and the other along his crotch and belly. She pinched him and pulled both his shorts and underwear right down his legs and off of him.

She laughed. "Nonsense. Let me do the work for you, Nathan. You just relax for now." She tossed the clothing aside. In the middle of the air, they transformed back to their original size. Next was Nathan's shirt. She did the same thing, pinching one of his shoulders. His arms flew up as the t-shirt slid right off of him. Kiyora tossed that one aside with the other clothes.

Nathan was now completely nude. He looked down to his belly where his jizz had dried and crusted a bit on his skin and body hair. For some reason, he felt a bit embarrassed even though Kiyora had seen him nude plenty of times before. Perhaps it was because he felt much more vulnerable at his current size.

"Alright," she said. "Let's have you take a dip." Nathan rose to his feet. She lowered her hand down to the water and let it sink three inches. It was the perfect depth for him.

He started scrubbing down his body, surprised when one of Kiyora's fingers pressed against his back. She started rubbing him. Her flesh on her fingers and palm was usually quite soft, but at his size it now had a bit of roughness to it. It felt great, though. Like the ultimate back-scratcher.

He bent over and let her push harder into his skin and scrub him down. Kiyora had even worked her finger tip down to cover his ass. Back and forth, she gave that a good rubbing, too. She introduced her thumb, pressing it into his belly. Together, the two digits rubbed all over his naked body.

Unable to resist, Nathan started to get aroused again. Having so much flesh press on his body from all angles was the most intense turn-on. He started to forget that he was only there to get washed up. Kiyora was pulling him back out of the water before he realized he was clean.

The pantheress brought him up to her lips. She pursed them and blew softly into his body. The air caressed every part of him, and within a second, he was dry.

"Better?" she asked.

Nathan patted down his body. He was dry down to every little nook and cranny. "Much," he replied. She had to have used one of her powers to dry him so quickly, but that made him wonder why she hadn't just cleaned him the same way. Except that satisfied grin along her muzzle told him everything he needed to know. She'd wanted to rub her giant fingertips all over him and wash him.

"Good." She shrunk his clothes back down and placed them next to him on her palm.

"Are these clean?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yes, they are. You already know how I can manipulate matter. It kind of makes cleaning a breeze."

"Yeah, I suppose so," he laughed.

"Now what is your desire, my love?"

He thought about that as he put his clothes back on. The feeling of her enormous foot crushing him returned. It had been such an awesome experience. He wanted more of that, but he had to think of a way to do that. His shirt slid down his belly and he looked up at her. "I really want to feel your weight on me again. Maybe even more of it this time."

"I think I have an idea on what I could to for that," she replied. Her sandal clapped on the marble floor below her as she slipped it off. Nathan got immediately excited, anticipating exactly what she was thinking. She bent over with him in her grasp and placed him with care onto the leather. He felt the curvy grooves her foot had imprinted into the sandal on his back. Her scent also lingered there. "How's this?" she asked, leaving him there and straightening her back.

Her foot swung over him. She held it just an inch above his body. The shadow and the heat of it engulfed him once again. His body shuddered, recognizing and recalling the pleasure of it. "Absolutely," he said. He couldn't have agreed more.

"Wonderful," he heard her say as her foot made it descent, sliding back into her sandal. His body slid with it and his head got caught between her toes. And once she felt her foot all the way in, she let her weight fall down onto him. The intense pressure pushed down all over his body, but it did not hurt. I did, however, feel fantastically and intensely warm. It was like his body was in an oven of hedonic and heavenly heat.

Her toes wiggled against the side of his head and her delightful aroma filled him. "I hope you're comfortable down there. I think I'll be keeping you there for a while," the pantheress stated.

With the tiny man nestled underneath her foot and between her toes, she started making her way out of the bathhouse. Her weight would lift from Nathan's body only to return with even more pressure when it landed. Each step of hers was erotic to him. He remained just as aroused as he was in the water.

Surrounded by her flesh, his only movements were forced by the grinding of her foot on top of him. His back would sink into the sandal and he'd slide forward as her foot landed, making his cheeks slide along the inner edges of her toes. When her foot lifted, his body wiggled back down below her foot, swallowing more of him each time. He was soon completely under her foot. Even his face had made its way out from between her toes and back underneath the bottom of her foot.

Her heel kept him there. All of her foot covered his entire front as he was driven deeper into the sandal underneath him. His back was carving a more defined imprint of his body with each new step. It was delightful. And his male parts were inclined to agree.

The air around him was filled with nothing but her sharp, awesome aroma. The flavor that seeped between his lip and onto his tongue tasted only of her. The sound around him was nothing other than the scratching of her foot on her sandal and on his body. The sight was nothing but black, except for the slivers of light that would sneak in from around the edges. And the feeling on his skin consisted of solely the rubbing, pushing, and grinding of her rough flesh on his. Every second of it was an erotic and sensual bliss.

In truth, he was being crushed beneath her foot. But his body remained intact. And there was no pain. Only pleasure. She'd done that for him before he'd even known that she had. The tiniest bit of her power alone could have destroyed him that very first time they'd been intimate. But she'd kept him safe. She'd always keep him safe. Even under the weight of her body, which would have squashed him in an instant if it hadn't been for her abilities. He was lucky beyond measure.

And despite how recent his last orgasm was, he was already completely hard again. His erection had swelled stiff into the same position as before. It was right between the bottom of her foot and his belly, grinding and rubbing back and forth once again. He wondered how often it would happen while she kept him there.

It was a short thought as he felt his arousal building up again. That same lingering tingling of a climax was approaching as the bottom of her foot rubbed back and forth along his shaft. It was so surreal. Just the fact that he'd been imprisoned by a shifting wall of flesh that could constantly get him off. The thought of it built up the pressure down there. He could feel it coming.

And then Kiyora stopped. Her foot came to a halt as she stood still, shifting half her weight as she balanced her body. Nathan could feel all those tiny fluctuations of her equilibrium. The bottom of her foot would roll over him as more and less weight would be put on it. With her arms moving, the pressure on top of him varied frequently.

Nathan tried to wiggle, knowing it would please her. He imagined her sly smile as she put more weight on top of him, pinning him deep into her sandal so he couldn't squirm anymore. He'd wanted her to continue walking. He'd been so close to climax again. It was the ultimate tease, and he wondered if she'd known that.

"How are you doing down there?" he heard her say. It was slightly muffled, but he could make out the vibrations shaking against his entire body. "I can feel you squirming around, so that must mean you've got too much room to move." She tilted her hips and put more of her weight on him. The bottom of her foot pressed down all around him, engulfing him entirely in a hot, black squeeze. There wasn't a single speck of space. There was nothing but panther flesh above and around him. And nothing but the leather sandal on his back. "There we go," she said. "Now try wiggling."

Nathan tried. And, of course, he got nowhere except for more of his blood rushing to his crotch. The way she was taking control him with her size was a craving he hadn't quite expected. He knew he wanted her to take control, but he didn't know it would feel as great as it did. He tried to hump the bottom of her foot. She felt it, though. And more of her weight fell onto him, his front sinking deeper into her coarse and oily flesh, his back making more of an impression in her sandal.

"Not yet, my tiny man," she said. "I can't let you do that so soon. We've only just begun."

Every one of her words heightened his arousal. It was becoming an even worse tease, but he absolutely loved it. He wanted more of it. He wanted her to handle and manipulate his body as she pleased. He wanted her to dictate where, when, and how he could please himself. He wanted her to dominate him. She was his goddess and he was her mortal servant - bound to her will. It was his fantasy just as he imagined it.

"What should we do first?" she wondered out loud. Nathan imagined her fingertips tapping on her chin as she pondered the thought. The ball of her foot rolled back and forth on top of him as she swayed. "Maybe I'll go for a quick jog? Would you like that, Nathan? That way you'd be able to feel even more of me. And perhaps your body will get the relief it's so eagerly awaiting."

Nathan shuddered with excited anticipation at the prospect of having her jog with him under her foot. He loved the idea. The image of her foot getting hot and sweaty and grinding all over his body while his was trapped below it was erotic to the maximum degree. He squirmed with his acceptance, letting her know that it was exactly what he wanted. Not that it mattered. His goddess would do as she pleased anyway.

Kiyora started walking again, and with it, the bottom of her foot played with his tiny body some more. It would press hard over him with all of her weight, which she was sure to use, and then lift off as she stepped with the other foot. She made her way to the foyer and then outside to the courtyard. And even though Nathan was hidden away beneath her, he could still feel the shift in temperature as she waltzed out into the sunlight. It was hot under her foot and it rapidly gained temperature out of the shade of the palace.

He eagerly waited for her to start. Each crunching sound of the stone beneath her feet let him know that she wasn't quite out of the courtyard. But he knew that the moment she was into the grassy yard that surrounded the palace, that she'd quicken her pace and begin her jog. The anticipation was arousing him even more.

And then the sound changed. It wasn't the crushing of rock at her feet, but instead it was the soft brushing of grass as her toes glided over the green blades. His body tensed. He was ready for it.

Kiyora put all of her weight into Nathan, most of it on the ball of her foot, right into his chest. The dark flesh wrapped around his sides, eating his shoulders and arms as she took the first big leap of her jog. And as quick as the pressure had been on him, it vanished as her foot lifted from him and her sandal. Nathan went with it.

He experienced a moment of zero gravity in the heat that radiated from her foot. It was almost like it was all in slow-motion, and he wondered if that was partly her doing. Slowing down time was nothing something she'd mentioned specifically as one of her power, but he was pretty damn sure she'd be able to do so. For a moment, his body floated upward into the bottom of his foot. He soaked in the heat from it, closing his eyes and letting it relax him.

And then gravity returned. He fell. But he didn't fall faster than Kiyora's foot. His front half sunk back into the ball and arch of her foot as it flew with accelerating velocity back to the ground. It hit hard but did nothing other than engulf all of him, her hot flesh intimately wrapping around every fiber of his body. It lasted less than a fifth of a second, but to Nathan it was one hundred times as long, experienced as a stunningly pleasurable twenty seconds. Time was slow enough that he felt ever millimeter of her soft flesh spill over his chest, his arms, his legs, and even his face and head. It took an entire minute for the bottom of her foot to flow over him and swallow him up.

Nathan had half the mind to believe that she was walking very slowly as opposed to jogging or running. But he knew better. He knew that she'd done this for him. He knew that she enhanced his perception of time so that he could enjoy it that much more. To feel every little bit of her foot rubbing, pressing, grinding, and twisting against him and his skin. It was slow enough that he was aware of each little tickle, each little scratch, and each little addition of pressure over him.

It was a new kind of heaven to him. Yet there was no order to it. There was only chaos to his movements, utterly controlled by the forces generated by his goddess. But it was a chaos filled with long, erotic sensation. And still it was only a taste. It was only a tiny morsel of what she could offer him - of all the different kinds of heavens she could give him.

His arousal did not pass. It only grew as her jog continued. And just as he'd imagined before she'd even begun. Her feet grew hot from the jog, and they released some of her sweat and oils to cool her black, furry body. It was a new feeling that had grown each time her foot descended upon him and enveloped him. Her padded, supple flesh was becoming slick with the pantheress's salty and aromatic liquid. It was a thin coating, but Nathan was tiny enough for it to lather his entire front half. But it excited and stimulated his face the most - taste, smell, everything.

It rapidly took over his senses to the point that he forgot about just how much of her foot was engulfing his body. It was the slick grinding and twisting of the bottom of her foot all over him that conquered his arousal now. And he was just as hard as ever. His cock was swollen as large as it could grow, and it was ready for the release of intense pressure in his crotch.

It was beyond his control. The pushing and teasing of his sensitive flesh. All of it came from her and the bottom of her foot as she jogged. Every now and then he could twist his hip harder against her flesh and add even more to the excitement and satisfaction. It didn't take long before he felt it coming over him like a tidal wave of lust.

His entire body seized up. His back wanted to bend into a wide arch, but the bottom of her foot held him firm as it came down on him, again enveloping every bit of him. The top of her heel ground up against his long shaft pulling some of the skin and clothing up over the head of it. That was all he needed now.

It pulsed and throbbed hard against his belly as his seed poured out from his intimate flesh. And he experienced the orgasm in as slow of motion as the rest of her jog. It was a delightful surprise and one worthy a title of best experiences. It seemed to be that way every day with Kiyora, always giving him a new experience to call the best.

Each long spurt of cum out of his cock lasted five or ten seconds. It was blissfully and overwhelmingly erotic. It bolts of pleasure shot through his body like lightning. But that lightning was as slow as syrup, exciting each inch of his body over the course of a second until it reached the back of his neck. The thrilling shock made him clench his jaws and let out a loud, moaning growl of ecstasy. And that went on five more times with subsequent ejaculations.

And his climax occurred during ten more wide bounds of the pantheress's jogging. Lifting and falling in sync with the flashes of pleasure that waxed and waned throughout his body. Knowing Nathan had orgasmed, Kiyora came to a halt. Her sweat and oils still seeped from the pores on the bottom of her foot. Nathan's body and clothing was now soaked with it.

With her flesh wrapped around him in a tight embrace, he tried drawing in whatever scorching air remained. It was filled with her scent, and it was more potent than ever. The first deep whiff of it sent him over the edge and he jerked again, pushing out the last of his seed from his still stiff boner.

"I see you had a fun time with that," Kiyora said. She felt just how moist the bottom of her feet had become from the exertion. She twisted and ground it even more over Nathan, coating him with another good layer of her sweat. "I bet it's so hot and wet down there. And the smell must be wonderful."

Nathan took in another deep breath. It was like an addictive drug to him. He craved it, never getting enough with each sniff. The warm, smoky taste of the humid air crawled down his throat, exciting his taste buds just as much as his nose.

He stuck his tongue out and licked up some of her essence. It was already covering him, and it had already seeped well into his mouth, nose, and pores. But he wanted even more of it inside of him. It was like having a part of her inside of him.

"Mmm," Kiyora purred. She wiggled her foot and toes over him, delighting in the feeling of his tiny tongue on the ball of her foot, lapping up her sweat. "Yes, taste the divine wine of your goddess, mortal. Very few are worthy of having even the tiniest bit of me inside them. So feel proud of that fact and revel in the sweet nectar that is my sweat."

Nathan squirmed with pleasure for hearing her words vibrate throughout her body and into him. The way she'd talk to him like that was just what he'd desired. Her new, dominating demeanor was perfect. She fit the role exactly as he'd imagined it in his fantasy. He hoped she'd continue with it while their game lasted.

He was already soaked, but part of it was also his sweat. He was burning up in the oven beneath her foot. It didn't affect him though. The intense heat was just another added pleasure for him. And with their sweat mingled together, it only added to the experience. Her foot would rub and slide against him a whole different way. And it felt wonderful.

Kiyora started walking again, but continued talking to him. "It's nice having you down there, Nathan. You're like a little, soft ridge in my sandal that's constantly massaging my foot. I think, in order to even things out, I'll have to switch you to my other foot."

Her foot slipped out from the sandal and off of him. The first thing to hit him was just how cold the air was. He'd adapted to the radiating heat from the bottom of her foot so well that the usually hot island air now felt frigid to him. He started shivering before Kiyora bent down and picked him up in her giant hand.

Before she placed him down in the other sandal, she brought him up to her muzzle. He was pushed up against her wet nose. She took drew in the air around him as it whooshed by his head. "You smell fantastic," she stated. Her voice was much louder being so close to her at his size. It rumbled within his core, even with her fingers coiled around him. "The bottom of my foot marked you pretty well with my scent. Isn't it divine?"

Nathan simply nodded in response. He wholeheartedly agreed with that statement.

"Now," she added, "It's time your tiny body massaged my other foot." Her grip around him increased for a moment as she bent back down. The air whipped around his head as he descended. Her leather sandal was in clear view. It was his destination.

Upon arrival, she spun him and around and placed him toward the upper edge of it, right on his back. She held him there with a single finger while her foot soared though the air above him. Her toes slipped under the leather strap until his head was stuck between two of them. Feeling the tiny human trapped beneath her, she pulled her finger out and lowered the rest of her foot, making sure it was nice and snug in the sandal.

Her other foot was just as sweaty as the first, and some of the salty liquid was still dripping down the fleshy part of her toes and onto his cheeks. He was completely enveloped again and he watched as the giantess stood, pushing more of her weight down into his body. From his perspective, she was taller than any mountain he'd ever witnessed.

She smiled and scratched the underside of her muzzle for a few seconds. "I just have to think of what to do with you now," she said. Her words echoed with soft vibrations on the bottom of her foot. "Hmm... now we can be letting just you have all the pleasure, can we? Perhaps I need a short break for myself. But you're welcome to watch." She winked, knowing he could see her from between her toes now.

Kiyora started walking again and the exciting waxing and waning of pressure invigorated Nathan once more. It would never get old. He watched as the bright, blue sky turned into the ceiling of the palace foyer. Her pace changed and he knew that she was climbing the stairs. It was obvious she was returning to her room.

"Let's see." The bed came into view and Kiyora sat on the edge of it, wiggling her toes around Nathan's head. "How do I want to do this?" Her pondering got Nathan wondering exactly what she was trying to decide. He wanted to know just as much as he wanted it to be a surprise. Something clicked and she smiled. "That's it," she said.

Nathan heard something moving in the bedroom. It sounded like one of the lounging chairs running along the marble flooring, but he couldn't be too sure. He glimpsed her smile twist a little more into a smirk. She stood from the edge of the bed and approached whatever it was that she'd moved with her powers.

Gravity shifted as her foot left the ground and she crawled onto the chair that Nathan had correctly guessed. The pressure was off of him for a few seconds, but it quickly returned when she pressed her foot up against the only wall of the room. He started wiggling again in an attempt to get comfortable.

Her smirk and her eyes were lined with a hunger that wasn't there before. She slid her skirt down her legs, exposing her womanhood. "Please, my mortal servant. Keep squirming for me. It'll help get the job done." She winked at him again, which made Nathan beam. He did exactly as she requested. He even struggled harder for her, making her moan with pleasure.

Her fingers slid down her middle, raking through her black fur until it reached the upper tip of her pussy, right where her vertical lips met. She curled her back as she started to rub her clit hard. Her toes wrapped tighter around Nathan's head as they joined her back in curling forward. They pinched together, enveloping most of his head and his sight. There was still a sliver of light, however, through which he watched as her fingers eased down into her wet pussy.

"Don't stop, tiny human," she reminded him. He resumed his squirming and her soft groaning continued along with it. Kiyora's fingers pushed deeper inside of her as her thumb remained outside, massaging her clit.

Her body tensed up with erotic bliss and her foot pushed hard against Nathan's body. The ball of her foot sunk deep into his chest, forcing out some of his air. But he continued, wiggling harder and faster for her. And she reciprocated, twisting and grinding her foot against him. She too, sped up. Her fingers stroked the inner walls of her vagina at an accelerating pace.

Kiyora bit her lip and closed her eyes. She felt a climax coming. And so soon! It pleased Nathan to know that she loved it all just as much as him.

"Just try and get out, Nathan," she requested.

And he obliged. He did his best to try and wriggle his way out from between her toes, but if she felt even less than a millimeter of movement, she added more of her weight. Her leg muscles were strong. Nathan knew she wasn't even using a thousandth of her strength though.

"Mmm," she moaned and her lids shut tighter over her eyes. She rubbed her pussy and her clit even harder. "You're not going anywhere!" Her exclamation came with the most force she'd put on him yet. He could feel his body being crushed and flattened, but he knew that it was actually happening. "AH!" she roared. Her back arched high in the lounging chair and the intense pressure was released from him. The long, purring moans from the pantheress continued as she went on stroking herself for another twenty seconds. She was squirting in and around her fingers.

And Nathan witnessed it all. Her toes had opened back up and he observed every little twitch of her furry body. The bolts of pleasure were shooting throughout her body like she had quite experienced before. It was something new to her, and it was wonderful.

"Oh, Nathan," she sighed. Her lids finally opened and she looked at him with those glowing, yellow eyes. "Your fantasy may very well be exactly what I needed for today. And perhaps, this is a fantasy of mine, too. I adore being your powerful and dominating giantess. It is certainly very arousing."

"I'm glad you approve." His smile was bright and warm. If her words were any indication, he safely assumed that they'd be doing this kind of thing more often.

"It's more than approval. I think this is a craving I've never known about. And you're the one who introduced me to it," she explained. "Thank you." Her skirt slipped back over her womanhood and her hips.

"So now what?" Nathan asked.

"I'm not too sure. Any thoughts?"

There was something that certainly sounded intriguing to Nathan. The way she'd referred to him as her "mortal servant." It was a thought that was coupled with a craving. He'd grown addicted to being his current size and he wanted to fit right into the role of his fantasy. He wanted it to become even more real.

A hungry grin crawled across his lips as he continued to eye her over. Her giant body was magnificent, just the like goddess and the giantess he'd always imagined. "How about some role play?" he suggested.

"Role play?"

"Yes," he answered. His sly smirk twisted more on the corner of his lip. "You're my giantess, my goddess, and my everything. You're all I've ever dreamed to worship. I am yours to command, yours to will, yours to use - your moral servant."

An eager, toothy grin stretched along her smoky lips. She understood what he meant right away. Her foot pulled away from the wall, and she held one of her hands below it. With her other hand she slipped her sandal off. Nathan slid down the bottom of her foot, which was still slick with some of her sweat. He landed with a plop onto her hand. And after crawling onto his hands and knees, he found her muzzle close to him

Kiyora's head, at his size, had to have been close to the size of a two-story house. Her hot breath poured over him out of her wet nose. "You shall be my tiny, mortal servant, and I shall be your immortal goddess." She grinned and her brow flicked upward. "It's kind of the truth anyway," she winked.

"You shall do as I say. Do you understand, little man?" she added, already getting into character. She'd even altered her voice. It sounded much more powerful and commanding, like you'd expect from a goddess.

Nathan hung his head in a bow. "I live only to please you, my goddess," he replied. A thin smirk curled on his lip. He was very eager to play his part, and was excited to hear what she wanted him to do first.

She pinched him between two fingers and lifted him up off of her hand. The lounging chair squealed as she scooted it back to its previous location. She rose from it and approached her bed. Her sandal made a snapping noise as she dropped them to the cold marble at her feet.

"First," she began, "I will have you clean my sandals. You are the perfect size for such a task as you will be able to see every little speck of dirt."

Nathan gave a weak frown. He wasn't too sure if he was going to like that, but he was willing to give it a try. He was, after all, the one that suggested the role play. He was subject to all of her wishes.

"Here is your bucket of soapy water." She snapped her fingers and a tiny bucket, perfect for his size, appeared beside the sandals. "And your brush." Another snap and the handled brush appeared in the bucket. "I expect them to be gleaming in the sunlight when you are done. And as a reward when you are finished..." she paused, placing him down next to her giant toes and wiggling them, "...you will have the honor of cleaning my feet. They got a bit dirty and sweaty during my jog."

That was better. Nathan was glad to hear such a fantastic reward for his hard work. He scampered over the bucket of soapy water and picked up, hauling it over to the giant sandals. After climbing atop the first one, he laughed. Kiyora had pushed him so hard into it that his body had actually made a tiny impression in the leather.

"I will take a short nap, mortal," Kiyora added. She leaned back and lied down on the bed, but her knees were still bent over the side. Her feet were still flat on the marble floor. "Wake me when you are done. Then I shall let you have your reward if I deem you worthy."

Nathan went to work right away. He crawled underneath the strap of leather that arched above the base of the sandal and started where the pantheress's toes usually rested. He fell to his knees with the bucket beside him and pulled out the soapy brush. Her scent still lingered and heat still radiated up from the leather below him.

It was an awesome sight. Something he hadn't been quite able to appreciate when she'd put him onto her sandal earlier. But the thing was absolutely enormous. It made him realize that his small body had taken up much less space than he'd originally thought. Which meant that her foot was just as big. The mere of idea of it started to turn him on again. But he dove down into the groove that her big toe had made and started scrubbing.

His arousal was more reason to do the job fast and do the job well. And every inch he scrubbed added more to his mounting anticipation of his coming reward. He didn't really have much of a chance to play or explore her feet at his current size. So cleaning her feet was going to give him the opportunity to do so. He also had the secret wish that she'd allow him to kiss, and to lick, and to massage all of her feet with his whole body. After the cleaning, of course.

His daydreaming of her feet, mixed with his eagerness to receive the reward, made the time fly. He was quickly on to her next sandal. A short break was in order, and he gave the giantess a quick glance to make sure she was still sleeping. He bent down and pressed his nose into the leather, right where her heel had made a broad depression in the sandal. His nostrils flared and he drew in a deep breath. It was his hope that her scent still remained. And it did.

Her usually citrusy and aromatic odor had been altered by the mixture of the leather from her sandal as well as the sweat from her jog. Introduced into the delightfully powerful mixture was an earthy sourness and savory bitterness. His breath was long, and he let it tease his anticipation even more. It would fuel his motivation to get the job done.

And he did.

Time passed by even faster than the first sandal. And soon enough, as he set the bucket down and dusted his hands, he saw two beautiful, shining sandals before him. It was work he could be proud of. And certainly his goddess would approve.

He opened his mouth at first to speak, but a thought, or rather, a sight, stopped him. After turning from the sandals, he noticed Kiyora's bare feet still resting on the floor. His bottom lip slipped into his mouth between his nibbling teeth. One little touch wouldn't have been a problem.

His pace was slow and quiet. He was so small that he never would have made much of a sound to begin with anyway. Like a mouse scampering across polished marble floor, he hardly broke beyond the ambient noise around them. The roar of the waves rolling up onto the beach was louder than him.

The panthress's feet sat flat on the floor. They were swiftly within reach below him, and he stretched his right hand out to meet with the first one. His fingers sunk into the black fur on top of her big toe. The thickness of her foot put the top of it up to his thighs. It was a chance to explore such giant, beautiful feet.

His hand slid down the crevasse between her toes and disappeared into the fur and flesh. It felt extremely warm still. He put his other hand up to his cheek, remembering just how hot it had felt when he was squeezed between them. And her scent still wafted out from under them, tickling his nose.

He pulled his hand back out but kept it on the edge of her toe, near her sheathed claw. His feet led him down the line of her toes. His fingers tickled each one, all the way down to her little toes. And even though it was the smallest of her toes, it was still larger than his head. He bent over and inspected it, running both of his hands down either side.

"Enjoying yourself?" the goddess broke the silence. She was sitting back up in the bed and staring down at him. Nathan looked up to find her leaning over him. It was a bit disorienting, much like staring up at the very top of a skyscraper.

"I apologize, my goddess. I was too impatient. I couldn't wait to start worshipping your feet." He hung his head in shame, biting his tongue playfully. He was half-hoping for some kind of punishment.

Kiyora's glance shifted over to her sandals. She picked them up and began her inspection. "Yes," she began. "This side looks very good. You did a wonderful job." The sandals flipped over as she twisted her wrists. Nathan's heart dropped down into his gut. He realized immediately that he hadn't washed the underside of the sandal. The disappointment was clear in her instant frown. "However, this side wasn't even touched." She looked down at Nathan and squinted in disapproval. "Looks like my mortal servant needs some kind of punishment before he can continue to worship me."

The goddess set her sandals aside and went to grab the tiny human at her feet. Her fingers slithered around his sides after he raised his arms. She brought him up to the bed and she scooted to the center. Her legs were bent out to her side as she sat butterfly style. The bottoms of her feet were just two inches apart. And with Nathan pinched between two of her fingers, she carefully placed him between them.

He didn't move. He just accepted what punishment she had for him. Besides, he liked where it was going anyway.

The bottoms of her feet closed in around him until her was surrounded up above his head in her flesh. "Ten rolls," she said. "Ten good rolls between my feet shall be your punishment."

She pushed her feet harder together, squeezing him tight within them. Most of the sweat and oils had dried up but it was still slightly slick. It was certainly slick enough for her to manipulate his body well enough. Her feet went in opposite directions and Nathan rolled between them. He spun like the handle of a whisk between two rubbing hands.

The heat built up quickly, almost like she was starting a fire and Nathan was the stick. And even though he felt the burn from her rough flesh on his skin, it was a sensual kind of scorching. It rubbed him in all the right ways.

"One," she said. She ran her feet back the other way, rolling him again. "Two." They went back and forth alternating for a number of seconds as the world spun around Nathan, making him a bit dizzy. It was a delightfully sexual kind of lightheadedness, though. "Ten," she finished. "There. Now we can move on, my servant. You're body served as a good pre-wash and exfoliation for my feet. Now I want you to clean them the rest of the way."

The giant pantheress pulled him back out from her feet and placed him back on the marble floor. He was still dizzy and trying to regain his balance as a shadow fell over him. When he regained his equilibrium, he spun around to find her giant, right foot bent over him like a leaning tower. He stretched his arms up and had to get on the tips of his toes in order to reach the ball of her foot.

"Grab your bucket and brush, servant," she ordered. "I want you to clean them much better than you did the sandals. Get every nook and cranny otherwise your goddess will not be pleased."

He dashed over to where he left the bucket and brush, dragging them back with him to her foot. His face wore a very bright, excited smile. He was a very eager and willing servant. He would not disappoint her this time. Because if he pleased her, he was sure he'd be rewarded quite handsomely by his magnificent goddess.

Starting at her heel, Nathan brushed with all of his strength in long, horizontal strokes. Every now and then Kiyora would curl her toes, and he wondered if it tickled her. That was especially the case when he started brushing her arch. Her dark flesh must have been more sensitive there, which was confirmed from his past experience of massaging her feet.

Next was ball of her foot. It had rough skin like her heel and took a bit more work to scrub and exfoliate the surface. But by the time he was done, it was sparkly clean. Any dead skin that remained he effectively scraped off with the brush's strong bristles. He got on to the tips of his toes to try to get the brush up to her toes, but he couldn't quite reach.

His goddess noticed the hard time he was have and lowered her foot over him some more. It was angled so that his head was the same height as her toes. He pulled her big toes close and held the head of the brush under his hand rather than using the handle. After bending over to get under the toe, he started washing the tiny crevasse between her toe and the ball of her foot. Intense heat was still radiating from the bottom of her foot. It reminded him of the reward he had waiting for him if he pleased her.

He made sure to scrub every nook and cranny like she'd commanded. He even separated her toes with his chest to wash in between them. Her padded flesh didn't have a single speck of dirt, grime, or sweat left on it when he was done.

Kiyora's other foot took a little longer, but that was mostly because it was an entire opposite angle and direction he had to work with, especially with the toes. But he made sure it was just a clean as the other. He would not take any chances with displeasing her. When he was completely satisfied with the work he'd done, he set the bucket and brush aside and stood with his hands on his hip. He wore a grin of approval.

"Done?" she asked, looking at her toes and wiggling them. "They certainly feel clean, servant." The pantheress pulled up her left foot first and started her inspection. There was no smile on her face. But she wasn't wearing a frown either. So Nathan didn't quite know how to interpret her expression. "Well, this one looks good to me. You did a fine job so far, mortal."

She grabbed her other foot and proceeded to examine it as well. She gave the same few nods of approval before she let it drop back down to the floor next to Nathan. "You've surprised me. I did not expect you to get my feet this clean. So..." expressed the goddess, pausing to smile at him with that hungry grin of hers, "...it would seem you are worthy of your reward."

Kiyora bent over and placed her hand on the floor so that her palm was facing upward. Nathan didn't waste a single second. He darted right onto the palm of her hand and waited. The ground of flesh beneath him shook and he fell to his hands and knees as his goddess lifted him from the floor. She brought him all the way up to her face.

"It is a great honor, human - to explore and worship my feet," she said before setting him down on the bed next to her. The giant pantheress crawled backward on the bed until her feet rested right in front of him. Her back landed with a soft plop on the mattress, and Nathan's whole world quaked beneath his feet. "Do as you would please, mortal. Explore, massage, tease, tickle, kiss, and lick. Whatever your desire may be."

Her feet towered above him once again with her toes pointed skyward like tall mountains trying to reach the clouds. It was close to three times his height if not more. The first thing he did was walk up to her right foot and place his hands on the edge of her heel, which rested beside her deep arch. He put slight pressure there as he leaned in. But he let his hands slide along the rough, clean flesh until his chest sunk into it in a tight embrace.

Nathan pulled his legs in close, too, and pressed his entire body deeper into the warm, black skin. It was still coarse but softer after the deep cleansing he'd given her. He rubbed his cheeks back and forth on the bottom of her foot, letting the rough flesh scratch and tickle him. The soap he'd used to wash her had smelled a bit of lemons and that still lingered on her foot. He pressed his nose into the lower part of her arch and inhaled deeply. Her scent was starting to return and mingled with that citrus aroma. He shuddered with pleasure from it.

"I've got an idea to make this a bit easier for you," the goddess mentioned. She slid her foot away from him and out of his hug. Her skin ran down the inner sides of him arms as it slipped away, tickling every sensitive inch of his skin. The pantheress flipped and brought her belly to the bed. She stretched and bent her toes and feet toward Nathan so that the bottoms of her feet were pointed toward the ceiling. She also pushed them together so that there was hardly a gap between them.

Nathan ginned with intense eagerness and anticipation. His body started growing hot at the sight of it. He was filled with the craving to launch himself right up on top of both of them and feel his body sink into the supple, padded flesh. And he did just that.

He got a bit of running start and threw his body into the air. It twisted midair and came crashing down right into her curved arches, His chest and face sunk into her left foot, and his hip rested right in the snug crack between her feet. He snuggled with the hot flesh for a moment before he started to roll back and forth between her heels and the balls of her feet, massaging them both with his entire body. It was a delightfully warm and intimate feeling.

Craving took over him and Nathan let his tongue slip out from his mouth and press hard into her foot. It was so small in comparison, but the rough flesh that tickled his tongue so easily before had a completely new feel and taste to it. The bumps and ridges were much larger now, and his tongue was able to ride along some of those groves in her skin, picking up some of her oils that were once again seeping from some of her pores. The new texture also altered her flavor in a new way. It wasn't really as salty anymore. It had acquired some sweetness to it. Almost like honey. And the moment it dripped down his throat and entered his stomach, he was hooked. It was like a powerful drug, forcing his mouth and tongue to explore the rest of her foot. It took a while but he'd made sure he got every millimeter of her lovely feet.

"Yes, my mortal servant," Kiyora gasped with soft satisfaction. It must've tickled, but it definitely pleased her. Nathan heard the pleasure in her voice. She let out a long purr along with it and said, "Taste of your divine mistress's sweet wine. Let it infect you as you will crave it more and more. Worshiping my feet will become all you can think about. It will become all you will desire. And you will always seek to please your goddess to get it..." she growled with a sexual purr, "...so drink deep, human. Let it take over you."

Her powerful words worked very well with Nathan. She took to the role very well, and he felt himself falling for it as if it were all real and not just play. And she was right. It was taking him over. He was completely aroused. His swelling erection started to press into the bottom of her foot.

He was lost in her divinity. He was drowning in all the power, desire, and worship that she represented and deserved. It had become real. He truly _was_her mortal servant as he let more of her seep into him and his body, infecting him, guiding him, and luring him to more.

Nathan slithered and rubbed. He went all over the bottom of her feet, letting his entire body massage her. She'd moan loud to let him know it was working. The bliss in her purring told him that he was pleasing her. He was achieving his job as her servant.

His tongue still crawled across her flesh as he made his way to her toes. He stretched his arms forward. They snuck in between her little toe and the one next to it. He took the whole thing into his arms and gave it a hug, and her supple flesh returned the favor by pressing hard into his face. For good measure, Kiyora wiggled it for him, arousing him even more.

He positioned his head between her toes next. The gap between them separated and allowed Nathan's head to slip in between them. The first thing he noticed was the intense heat within the digits. But just like before, he let his hands and tongue go to work all over, and the crease in the middle was especially flavorful, ripe with her sweet taste. It filled him again. He couldn't get enough of it.

He did that with the space between each of her toes, moving from one to the next down the line. Her big toes were the best to explore with his hand, his mouth, and his body. They were large enough to cover his whole chest, because of that they were the best to embrace, eagerly taking in his body. She'd wiggle it as he hugged her, manipulating and bending his body along with it.

It was hard to resist much more. His body started to take over when he moved on to the next toe. He embraced it just like the last, but this time he found himself grinding and rubbing his hips against it. Once again, his body wanted that sweet release. It was a wonderful thought that, with her, he could cum so many times in a day. But it was, after all, his fantasy.

He reached down into his shorts and grabbed his swollen member. His erection was so hard that it hurt when bent up against the bottom of her foot. So he rolled to his side, allowing his body to fall into the grove between the ball of her foot and her giant toes. He was stroking it for a few seconds before he stopped. He wondered if it was alright. He wondered if he had permission from his goddess to commit such an act.

"I will allow you your pleasure, mortal." She'd noticed the way his body was writing with intense, pent-up lust. "It is an honor to worship one such as me, and you please me with your lustful devotion. Let down your guard and any reluctance you may have. Pleasure yourself to me. Succumb to your cravings."

Nathan's cheek was still pressed into the center of her big toe. He twisted his head to bury his face into the dark, rough flesh, tickling every fiber of his sensitive skin. Her scent and her flavor overwhelmed his senses again. He held his cock between his hand and the ball of her foot as he stroked it between them, grinding his hip into the bottom of her foot.

The way his body squirmed and twisted between the ball of her foot and her toes was much like a massage. It worked the muscles underneath. They were the same muscles that pumped out the heat that radiated around Nathan. He was sweating a little with his hand wrapping tighter around his cock now. He stroked it faster, his release on the verge of exploding forth at any moment.

"Do it, mortal," Kiyora urged him. "Show me just how much you adore me - your giant goddess."

Those words did it for him. He wanted to show her his eternal devotion. He was hers forever and his body would prove that to her. The tight feeling swelled deep from within his crotch until it shot out along his shaft and the first big load shot out of him in a powerful wave of pleasure. His feet bent, his back bent, and the rest of his body clenched tight. Three more long waves of seed and satisfaction spilled out from him. He started panting and twitched as his orgasm concluded.

Each climax that day had been progressively better than the last. He didn't really know why that was the case. That or he was just always caught up in the moment that it always felt better than the last. It didn't really matter. He wasn't going to complain about it.

"Your devotion is strong, my mortal servant," his goddess observed. Her shoulder and head were twisted around so she could get a good look at the tiny, exhausted man stuck between her toes and the ball of her foot. Her long, black tail was flitting back and forth in the air, creating a cool breeze that brushed along Nathan's back. Her smile was warm and her eyes glowed with deep longing. If there was any sea that Nathan would ever won't to drown in, it would be in that golden sea of her irises.

He closed his eyes and curled up within her warm flesh. His one arm was still down his shorts, and his other hand and arm were wedged between her big toe and the one next to it. "Thank you..." he uttered, pausing to catch his breath, "...my goddess."

"Kiyora," said a voice from outside the room. It echoed from behind the pantheress's chamber door, which started to inch open. "I am truly sorry to interrupt you. I just needed--" One of Kiyora's servants twisted her head around the door to take a peek and hushed the moment she saw her mistress naked with a tiny man on her foot. "I'm sorry - I'm sorry - I didn't mean..."

"Calm yourself, Alea," Kiyora stopped her. The goddess allowed Nathan's tired and limp body roll from her foot and down to the silk sheets. She moved to sit on her bed and look at her servant. "I am certain that you are well aware of how much I dislike people walking into my chambers without permission first."

"Yes. Yes, mistress. I am deeply sorry for that. What can I do to make up for it?" she was replying sincerely to Kiyora, but her eyes kept bouncing back and forth between her mistress and the tiny man that was lying on the bed at the pantheress's feet.

"Is something distracting you?"

"I just..." Her brow furrowed in bemusement. "Is... is that Master Nathan?"

Kiyora nodded.

The servant gulped and licked her lips in the slightest, hoping that her mistress wouldn't notice. "I apologize again. I will leave you two alone." She snapped around to leave the chambers.

"Not so fast," Kiyora called after her and she squinted. Nathan looked up to find a calculating and devious grin carve its way across her lips. "I may very well have a way you could make up for this transgression." Her glance fell upon Nathan for a moment before returning to Alea.

Nathan wondered exactly what his goddess may have had in mind.

"Nathan has been spending the day with me like this. It was a request of his, and it has been a pleasure for both of us," she explained, and Alea listened intently. "We've been trying to come up with new things to do while he's nice and tiny. And when I saw you it gave me a delightful idea."

"It did?" she replied. Her surprised was palpable, and Nathan was inclined to agree with her astonishment. He was eager to hear what his goddess had in mind.

"Yes. How would you and Trinity like to join us for a game?"

Both Alea and Nathan stared at her with curiosity. "A game?" they both asked.

Kiyora picked Nathan up in her hand and crawled off of the bed. He'd learned to sit when she was handling him. It made it much easier to keep his balance rather than standing. She held her hand open so Alea could inspect him.

"I knew of your powers, mistress. But this is new." Alea reached forward with one of her furry fingers and rubbed Nathan's back with the tip of it. Nathan didn't mind. The affection felt good.

"Don't you think he's the perfect size for a game of hide, seek, and chase?" Kiyora insisted. "He's like a tiny mouse and we're the cats. I think having a little hunt would be fun for all of us. What do you think, Alea?"

Nathan caught the shock on the servant's face. He was probably wearing close to the same expression. She was without words for a few seconds. "I... I would be stupid to decline, my mistress. But you're sure Master Nathan is okay with it?"

Kiyora looked down to him. Her warm smile comforted him. He no longer wore any expression of surprise. It swiftly turned into a splendid eagerness. Nathan wouldn't mind a bit of cat and mouse, especially when it involved three gorgeous feline women in pursuit. He nodded in response to Alea's question.

"Well? Will you and Trinity be joining us for this game?"

"Y-yes, mistress. T-thank you." Her stammering was evidence for her utter excitement. Kiyora had yet to share Nathan with any of them, and Alea was delighted to be the first. The pantheress stood at the doorway still caught up in her utter shook.

Kiyora tried to urge her out with her eyes. "Alea," she grabbed her attention with a hand. "Go get Trinity and meet Nathan and me out in the gardens. The area around the fountain should give him plenty of places to hide. I'll explain the rules when we're all there."

"Yes, mistress. Right away."

Alea finally twisted around and flew out the door. They could even hear her feet pattering like a soft, rapid snare drum as she descended the stairs in the foyer.

"Well, she's quite excited," Nathan observed.

"Do you blame her?" his goddess asked. "Just like me, a lot of them have been without male companionship for a long time. I will not be entirely selfish. I think I can handle sharing you in some ways." She winked down to him.

Kiyora carried Nathan in her hand down the stairs and into the sunroom. A few servants were there, cleaning some of the furniture and watering some of the potted plants. Their faces were smacked with a smidgen of jealousy. They did their best to hide it, but even Nathan was able to see it. So there was no doubt that Kiyora noticed. Word must have spread quickly, and some of them felt they may have deserved a chance with Master Nathan first.

Kiyora said nothing to them, ignoring their hint of a scowl. They knew better than to stay hooked on their jealousy for too long, unless they wished to upset their mistress. She flung the door open to the garden and strolled along the marble planters until they came upon the fountain. Its glimmering arches of pristine water were still flowing strong.

"Are you alright with this, Nathan?" she asked.

"Absolutely," he replied. "It sounds great to me. But what does the winner get? Or is there no reward other than the satisfaction of catching me?"

"No. I think I'll give them an incentive to try and win. If they do win - and I mean if - then would you be alright spending a few hours cuddling and massaging them?"

Nathan didn't know what to think. He thought, for a second, that it may have been one of those tests that some women like to use. But that wasn't Kiyora. His goddess was very direct and she always wanted an honest answer. He nodded in response. "Yes, my goddess," he answered. "I would be alright with that as long as I always return to you." That was the best thing he could say. He covered both bases, which was good considering it was the truth, too.

His words made her smile. She always loved to hear just how much Nathan loved her and how devoted he was to her. "Alright," she said, "I will tell them that."

"My mistress!" Alea called out as she cornered one of the wide planters around the fountain. "Trinity and I have arrived."

"Thank you so much for this opportunity, my mistress," Trinity added. "It is truly an honor that you would offer us this time with you and your husband."

Kiyora greeting them with her usual cheery muzzle, curled upward in a sparkling grin. "First, I will start with the reward if you win..." she told them what Nathan had agreed to. "Also, I promise that I will not use any of my powers. I will make this a fair game and rely and the same senses that you can use."

"Nathan will be given a few minutes to find a proper hiding spot," she went on explaining to all of them, even Nathan. "Once he is settled, we will begin the hunt. The first person to find him in his hiding spot must yell, 'The hunt is on!' and that will begin the chasing part of this game. Nathan will be given a speed boost to make this more of a challenge for us. I wouldn't want it to be too easy." She grinned and winked at Nathan. "His objective during the chasing part of the game will be to make it to safety. All he will have to do is get a hand on the marble of the fountain. Once he's made it there, the game is over and Nathan will have won."

Nathan had to stop her right there. "Well what if I win? What is my reward?"

"If you win..." she paused to curl an eager lip on her muzzle, "...you'll be able to do a bit more exploring wherever you wish."

Alea and Trinity looked at each other. They didn't really know what that may have meant, but they had their guesses.

"Does everyone understand the game?"

They all nodded.

"Good," Kiyora said and bent down to let Nathan off of her hand and onto the ground. "Let's begin then, shall we?"

Nathan took off. It was amazing to feel his legs and feet move faster than the pushing and pulling of a locomotive crank. Kiyora was right when she'd said that she'd increased his speed. It was a rush to feel the warm air whip by him.

"Be sure to find a good spot," Kiyora called after him. Her voice was starting to fade as he gained distance from her. "And make sure you don't leave any tracks or way for us to follow you. We have some of the keenest senses of smell."

He took that into consideration and thought of what he could do to help cover his tracks. There was no way to tell how high he could jump with his new strength and speed, so he decided to try and test it out. He launched himself upward toward one of the marble planters. And even though he was just a mere four inches tall, he flew three feet into the air, chuckling with exhilaration the entire time. His feet landed deftly on the perimeter of the planter and he continued running.

His shoes slipped from his feet on purpose. He left them behind, wanting his scent to mark the surface. He circled the edge of the planter five times before he picked his shoes back up, put them on, and jumped down to the cobblestone below. His scent was going to be much stronger on the planter and hopefully mask his current trail.

Nathan made it to the yard and dashed between the blades of grass like one would charge through tall rows of corn. He knew exactly where he wanted to hide. In fact, he was quite proud he thought of it. They were going to have a tough time finding him underneath the sand of the sparring circle. That even made him wonder what he was supposed to do if they didn't find him after a while. Nathan ignored that though. No matter what, no matter where he was, Kiyora would always be able to find him. He wondered, instead, if she was going to hold to her promise of not using her powers in search of him. She'd probably be able to find him in less than a second if that was the case. Hell, she'd probably even just teleport him to her location or something like that.

He chuckled again at his crazy thoughts as he dove into the sand at the edge of the sparring ring. The speckles of rock accepted his tiny body with ease. He wriggled until he was covered completely in sand, and then he started digging and crawling through it. He didn't want to stay in the same location that he entered. That would have been too easy for them.

Once he'd dug his way closer to the center of the ring, he twisted around so that his head, and only his head, popped out from under the sand. He was able to see one of them in the distance. It wasn't Kiyora. But he was unsure whether it was Alea or Trinity. Whoever it was, she was sniffing around the perimeter of the marble planter. He smiled. His impromptu plan to cover his tracks there had worked perfectly. He did wonder, however, where the other two were, especially his goddess.

"Come out; come out, Master Nathan!" one of them called with her hands up to her muzzle. It sounded like Alea's voice. She was getting quite into the game. Nathan turned his head slightly to the left and found her inspecting the tiny, stone fence that lined the cliff. There was also a balcony near her that seemed like it would have been a great hiding place. Nathan was glad he didn't hide there. Otherwise, she would have found him right away.

Nathan then heard some of the grass rustling near the sparring ring. He found Trinity approaching him. "Shit," he whispered. He didn't swear too often. It just kind of slipped out the moment he found her following his trail. Even though he was fine with the reward he'd agreed to if one of them won. He still wanted his goddess to win. He didn't want to lose too much time with Kiyora, especially on her day off.

Trinity fell to her knees and pressed her nose close to the ground. He observed the front lips of her muzzle curl up and process whatever trace scent he'd left behind. A lump started to form in his throat, and he swallowed it hard. Kiyora was absolutely right. Their sense of smell was astounding. And it wasn't going to be long until she followed his chaotic trail through the sand right to him.

But he held firm and waited, watching her get closer with each passing second. His heart started to race, and he wondered where Kiyora was. He was certain that it would have been her that found him.

Trinity's lids covered most of her bright, blue eyes as she squinted. They inched up to scan the sparring ring, and within a few seconds, they locked onto Nathan. He caught her staring right at him. The corner of her right lip twisted upward into a satisfied smirk. "The hunt is on!" she exclaimed.

Nathan froze at first. The pantheress climbed back up to her feet and started jogging toward him. Her eyes stayed locked on him like a predatory cat watches its prey. His chest felt tight as his heart dropped down into his stomach. He pushed at the sand, trying to dig himself back out, but it was too late. Before Nathan could rise to his feet out of the sand, her foot was pressing down onto his back and pinning him back down.

"Got'cha!" she said. Nathan squirmed below her foot at first. She was putting just enough weight on him to keep him pinned there, his body grinding a bit into the sand.

"Not yet you haven't," he growled to himself. Nathan still had one option. He dug.

He managed to pull his hands up near his head and he pulled the sand away, diving into the golden grains. The speed boost that Kiyora had given him really helped with that. The sands around him shifted to his slithering until he was free from Trinity's foot. She pulled it away the moment she felt Nathan's squirming stop. And to her surprise nothing was there.

"Where is he? Did you get him? Did you catch Master Nathan?" someone asked. Nathan figured it was Alea. It certainly sounded like her.

"I could have sworn I did," Trinity replied. "He was right here. I had him pinned with my foot."

"Could he have dug down into the sand?"

There was no response to that. Nathan's gut told him that they finally realized that that was what he'd done, and they'd be fast on his trail. In no time, they'd dig him up and he couldn't let that happen.

He clenched all of his muscles and launched himself out of the sand. The yellow particles flew all around him as he popped out just four feet from them. They were the first thing he saw. And their eyes were locked right on his tiny body.

"He's mine!" Alea spat, pushing Trinity to the side, charging right at Nathan.

Nathan grinned and took off across the sand. The stuff was tossed up in a dusty trail behind him. He didn't look back until he was clear of the sparring ring and back in the grass. Alea was closing the gap and Trinity was right behind her.

"No! He's mine!" Trinity pulled at her friend, but Alea just shrugged her off. It was kind of nice to have two beautiful, feline girls fighting over him. The game was something he could certainly grow used to playing.

And then time slowed down again. It was just like when Kiyora was jogging with him in her sandal. Nathan's senses were heightened, and he felt Alea pouncing after him before he even turned to find her hands stretched out to grab him. It was a bit too late to change directions and evade her. Nope. He was going to end up in her grasp, except for one short opportunity. It was something he wouldn't have noticed if time hadn't slowed for him. There was a gap between the pantheress's hands.

Nathan waited for the moment just before her hands fell at his sides and started to cup around him. He threw his body straight up out of the closing hole between her hands. It was a bit uncontrolled and he did a flip in the air before crashing down into the grass about a foot away from her hands.

It was neat watching as her gaze shot to his new location so quickly. Her pupils dilated, and Nathan felt it in his stomach. Her hand was flying over to catch him there. But he realized it quickly enough to dash right out of the way.

Nathan wore a wide, beaming grin. He was too fast for her to catch that way. In fact, he played with her a little more, letting her try and grab him as if she was playing whack-a-mole. Her hand smacked a new, and empty, piece of lawn every second, but Nathan was never there.

"He's too fast for me," she observed.

Nathan let out a chuckle from his throat before taking off again. He turned around and went right into a sprint without looking. And that was when he ran right into her. Nathan's legs slammed into Trinity's foot and the collision sent his upper body flying forward with all the extra momentum. He tumbled across the rough blades of grass until he finally came to an abrupt halt on his back.

Before he could even begin to crawl back up to his feet, a shadow started to fall over him. He looked up and glimpsed the last inch of space disappear between him and a giant foot. The thing covered his whole body and his front sunk into the warm flesh. There was one thing he noticed right away, and that was how he knew that it still wasn't his goddess. The foot didn't have Kiyora's scent. The goddess's aroma was an aroma he knew all too well. And that wasn't hers.

"Well, he's not too fast for me," Trinity laughed, shaking her foot back and forth over Nathan. She put more weight on him right away, ensuring that he wouldn't be able to slip away again. "Pinned you again, Master Nathan! You're not getting away from me this time."

"Damn..." Nathan cursed. He felt a bit defeated because he still wanted Kiyora to win. And he was still wondering where she even was. He hadn't even seen her searching for him. And if it had been Kiyora's foot on top of him, there was nothing he would have been able to do to escape, even tickling. His heart stopped. That was what he needed to do.

He went to work right away. He started running his tiny fingers along the edge of her arch. There was no room for mistakes, and he hoped it would work. The way it started to twitch above him suggested that it was working, though. He kept at it.

And then, finally, Trinity let out a giggle. "Stop it," she said.

He felt her bending over to pick him up and he tickled her faster and harder. She snapped back up and a fair portion of her weight left Nathan. He crawled out by an inch and got even more room to tickle her.

Trinity couldn't stand much more of it. She pulled her foot away from him, and he tickled it all the way until he was back up to his feet. The moment he had his chance, he took off in a sprint once more. He charged back toward the garden. All he had to do was get a hand on the fountain, and then he'd win. And the fountain was in sight.

Ten more feet. Eight more feet. Six more feet. It was so close. Almost within a normal arms reach. Four...

Blackness appeared right in front of him before he could even react. He ran right into it. It was something soft that absorbed his high-speed collision. He sunk into something rough and warm for a moment that lasted quite a while. And after he fell back, he saw exactly what it was. Plus, the scent that had pressed into his nose from the crash was all too familiar.

It was Kiyora's foot he ran into, and it stayed there, looming over him. His eyes inched upward to find his goddess grinning at him with an amused satisfaction. She bent over and swiped him up. The soft flesh of her palm felt delightfully warm on his skin. He was alright with that. It would have been nice to win, but being in Kiyora's hands was reward enough.

"A clever predator knows when it's best to lie in wait," she winked.

"Hey!" Alea frowned. "You were just waiting here the whole time?"

"Why not? Both of you knew that it wasn't against the rules. There's always a lesson to be learned in everything that we do. Most animals know that it is best to conserve energy when possible. Best to not let our excitement rule over us."

Alea regained her composure in front of their mistress. "Yes, my mistress. We were caught up in the excitement that we didn't think about all of our options," she echoed. "Thank you for giving us this amazing opportunity to play and to learn with you."

"It is a pleasure to help my servants grow as individuals," Kiyora went on. A pleased smile stretched along her black lips. "And I'm sure Nathan here wouldn't mind a few handshakes of good sportsmanship."

Trinity and Alea beamed. They strolled over to Kiyora, who's opened her hand so Nathan could stand. Alea was the first to put a finger forward and tickle the tiny human's belly. "You're so cute like this, Master Nathan. It's sad I won't be getting those cuddles, but maybe next time my mistress's lessons will prove very useful."

Trinity was next. She offered Nathan her pointer finger, waiting for him to take hold of him. He grabbed the thing between both of his hands. His left hand sunk into the black skin on the underside, and his right hand dug into her fur on the other side. He gave it a good shake up and down.

"It was a pleasure, Master Nathan," she praised him. "You were very, very clever. I thought I had you - twice! Until next time..."

Both of them left Kiyora and Nathan alone in the garden. They had bright smiles along their short muzzles as they walked away and back into the palace via the sunroom.

Nathan looked out west toward the horizon. The sun was getting close to falling behind the edge of the Earth, and that hint of yellow and orange were starting to take over the sky. It had been a wonderful day. But it had really drained him of so much energy. He was ready for a good rest.

"Well..." Kiyora had been staring at him in her palm, admiring him. "Shall I return you to your normal size?"

He sat back down and felt the skin of her palm in his hands. It was too good of a feeling. So good that he wouldn't mind staying that size forever with her. He wanted more time. Just one night. He needed to know what it would be like to fall asleep with a giantess, resting on her belly or in her hand, falling asleep to the sound of her deep breathing. It seemed the absolute bliss.

"No..." he finally replied. "If I could... I'd love to spend the night with you like this. I'd love to fall asleep with you like this."

"Very well. It has been such a great day. I can handle having you like this for the night. I'm sure I'll find somewhere where you'll be warm and snug."

"That sounds wonderful to me," he beamed.

Kiyora carried him back over to the sunroom, through the grand foyer, and first to the dining hall. Max was waiting for them there with one of the servants. They were caught up in all of the events throughout the day that they hadn't even eaten. Nathan wondered if his goddess even needed to eat. And if she didn't, he wondered if she'd done the same for him. She'd already made him invulnerable. It seemed like it wouldn't have been too much of a stretch to make it so he didn't have to eat.

But they both enjoyed the pleasure of eating, and the servants always had a wonderful display of food out at all times for their mistress. Usually, he didn't see Kiyora eating. If she did, it was only because Nathan was. She really enjoyed how much he loved the food her servants made each day.

That evening they ate together again. It was a bit awkward with Nathan's size, but he made it work. He was able to take little shavings of whatever food Kiyora grabbed. He got his fill quite rapidly, so he spent the rest of the time sitting on the table and just staring up at his giant goddess. There was just so much to admire and respect about her. She truly was worth worshiping.

"Shall we retire for the night, Nathan?" She dabbed her lips with a napkin before getting up from her chair.

"Yes, I am ready, my dear goddess," he answered and rose to his feet. He waited until her hand was flat on the surface of the table, and then he climbed aboard. It moved before he was ready, and he fell to his hands and knees. He chuckled and so did Kiyora. There was probably no getting used to riding on a giantess's hand.

She climbed the stairs of the foyer and made her way down the hall that led to her room. There was a cool breeze blowing in from the open walls of her chambers. It made Nathan shiver at first, but all he had to do was snuggle up with the pantheress's warm skin. Kiyora noticed and wrapped her fingers above and around him to shield him.

She crawled onto the bed and sat near the middle, pulling a pillow over and resting it on her lap. Her free hand brushed the top of it until she felt it was sufficiently flat enough for Nathan. She positioned her other hand down on it and stretched her fingers back open. Nathan climbed off of her hand and onto the pillow.

"Thank you," he said. He twisted around to find her simply staring. The sunset in the distance had a way with playing with her beautiful, golden irises. There was a glimmer of longing that sparkled in the orange reflection of her eyes. She, too, had enjoyed having him like that for the day.

"No," she told him. "Thank you. If you hadn't even suggested this, I wouldn't have ever known how much I would enjoy it. And for that, you have my appreciation, Nathan."

"I have to admit that I'm quite exhausted. We did a lot today, and I feel spent."

"I can certainly understand that. Even though I'd made you invulnerable, your body still went through quite a bit," she smiled. Nathan understood that she, too, wanted some rest. He figured the Kiyora probably didn't even need to rest, but he wanted to believe that it was comforting to her. He hoped that having him in her arms and drifting off to sleep was a form of sweet escape for her. It certainly felt that way for him.

"Would you like to retire for the night then, my goddess, my love?"

"That would be wonderful," she answered him.

Kiyora took the small pillow off of her lap and set it aside for the moment. First she slipped off her top. The slick fabric eased over her bosom until her large, gorgeous breasts spilled out, bouncing for a few seconds. Nathan was always entranced by them. And it would never get old. Her beauty was like none other.

Next, she removed her skirt. It slid down her long, soft legs effortlessly, and she let it fall to the floor next to her top. She crawled back over to Nathan, who was still lying on the pillow, staring at her with glorious admiration. Even though so much time had passed, it was so surreal for him to believe that this was his new life. Or even to comprehend the idea that he'd possibly be living forever with her.

Somewhere in that thought, he was frightened. He was afraid of what would ever happen if he lost her, or if she'd grow tired or bored with him. There was just so much to fear losing when he thought about it.

"Is something bothering you, Nathan?" Kiyora asked. She lied down right in front of him with her belly on the bed. Her elbows rested on the mattress, propping up her head, and her breasts were squeezed tight below her. There was a swishing of the air above her as her tail swayed to and fro. Nathan had a clear view of it all.

Nathan swallowed his fear but chose to be honest with her about it. "I guess I'm afraid," he started. "When I look at you, there is just so much to admire. There is just so much to love. And then I look at myself and wonder if I'll ever be able to keep you satisfied. You're a goddess. And I'm still just a human, even if you have granted me invulnerability or other things. Won't I grow old to you? Won't you ever get bored?"

"Oh, Nathan..." she bent forward with a hand and caressed him with the finest of brushes from her fingertip. "I know the idea of all of this is still very daunting for you. But if I had not had the faintest clue of what you could do for me, or how you could satisfy me, then I would not have bothered from the beginning. There is a lot to you that you may not even know about, but we'll have the time to explore it. Having this amount of time together will only bring us closer as well as help us grow as individuals. Because of that, we'll always be changing. We'll always have to things to discover with one another."

She always knew just what to say to comfort him. "Come here," she finished. Her hand opened up and she waited for him to crawl onto it.

Nathan crawled his way across the pillow and then onto her supple palm. Her flesh sank below his hands and knees, accepting him graciously. "Thank you, my love. I guess that fear is perfectly normal for me to have right now." He snuggled up against her hand, and she gave him a quick pet with her thumb. "It is all so new and exciting. But the worst part for me is just how unknown all of it is. I don't ever want to let you down."

"You won't, Nathan," Kiyora said, rolling around to lie on her back. She grabbed the pillow and placed it behind her head. There was a short silence as they stared at each other. Nathan was still in her palm with his head resting on the meat of her thumb. Her head was so gigantic compared to him, and he felt the warm, comforting air from her nose blowing past him. And he was a tiny little creature in her palm, so meek, so vulnerable. But she adored him.

Nathan passed her a mild smile. His lids were starting to grow heavy. "Thank you, my goddess," he replied. He could feel himself drifting off to sleep.

"Let us end this day as it began," she offered. With her other hand, she grabbed Nathan between two fingers. He glided through the air and opened his eyes to find himself falling down between her big breasts. She had to give him a slight push to make sure he went in all the way. The fur and the soft flesh took him in eagerly, wrapping all the way around his sides and back. It was delightfully warm and her black coat was like silk. He purred a bit and so did she. "You woke up pressed against my body. Now let's fall asleep the same way."

Kiyora rolled to her right side. Her left breast fell down over Nathan and engulfed the rest of his body. It wrapped around him and held him close like a snug sleeping bag. He nuzzled against her chest and got comfortable. It didn't take long for his lids to fall over his eyes and fall asleep between her breasts.