I was given permission to colour this remarkable drawing of Fievel getting his feet licked.
With Fievel's legs secured inside the cheese, The Chimchar made his move on the Mouse's Feet
The Chimchar's tongue was dripping with warm saliva the moment it made contact with Fievel's feet. Fievel could feel the firm yet soft tongue drag itself across his soles in many slow, methodical movements.
It was all one lick, with the tongue never once lifting off the mouse's paws for several minutes. The mouth of the Chimchar worked over those feet from top to bottom, starting with the base of his toes and working down to his heels.
The overall sensation dedicated exclusively to his feet was overwhelming. With his soles stretched taught there was no filter for the tingles to go through before reaching his nerves. Fievel strained his toes against the rope, but no relief was given.
Fievel was left no choice but to endure Everything Chimchar had planned...
