Sample of Chapter 9:
George headed up the stairs and back to his room. He noticed the light was already on, and sure enough, Jin was holding the picture the elder gave George. He was standing at George’s desk, beside the boot house. “Jin… Why did you come back?” George said reluctantly.
Jin turned around to see George. “Oh. Hi George… I didn’t expect to be back here so soon.” Jin said. “I was just thinking about you in my room, and then the white flash happened again.”
“I wouldn’t doubt there is a reason you came back. What exactly were you thinking about, Jin?” George said.
“I was thinking about when we spoke in here, actually. And… how cute it was that you were admiring my paws…” Jin said. He was somewhat embarrassed to admit he enjoyed when George was tiny and rubbing his body over his paw.
George took the photo of Jin and Ginger from Jin’s hand and set it back onto his desk. He took a hand to Jin’s shoulder. “It’s okay. No need to feel guilty since I’m with Carmelita. I give equal treatment. I could even go for a second round.” George said.
George and Jin walked to the bed and Jin sat down on his bedside. Jin’s eyes perked up as he heard those words. “You really don’t mind?” He said.
“I don’t. If you liked it, I am more than happy to please you again.” George said.
Jin touched his paw against George’s. Jin blushed and looked down. At the same time, George shrank to greet his paw and once again began his treatment that Jin enjoyed the first time he received it.
George brushed his body against Jin’s right paw, taking his hands momentarily to hug Jin’s toes. Jin chuckled, knowing both of them weren’t hiding anything anymore, allowing each other to embrace the paw treatment.
George crawled from the right paw to the left paw, proceeding to continue brushing, and pressing his muzzle on Jin’s ankle. Jin could feel the tiny muzzle give a tingling sensation.
George moved under Jin’s left paw. Jin had slight concern with George being under his paw again as he remembered what happened last time he wasn’t looking.
“Hey George, if you’re going to be on the underside of my paw, can we continue this while I’m laying in bed?” Jin said.
George was pressing his hands on Jin’s pawpads when he heard Jin’s comment. “Sure. Prop your feet onto the bed, and I’ll hug your paw while that’s happening.” George said.
George hugged Jin’s left paw as he took Carmelita’s spot on the bed. Jin took the bedsheets and covered all but his paws and George continued to knead Jin’s pawpads.
George had finished on Jin’s left paw and moved to his right paw. He continued to knead as Jin was continuing to watch the other end of the bed where all he could see was George’s tail.
After George finished with his right paw, he nuzzled the most sensitive spot on both of Jin’s paws. Jin gave out another chuckle. George technically wasn’t tickling Jin, but Jin reacted by his paws against each other.
Jin was looking right at George. “Go on, go in. I’m ready to return the favor.” Jin said.
George entered between Jin’s paws, as his pawpads started brushing against George. George’s euphoria usually reserved for Carmelita came when Jin’s paw fur brushed against his body without George having to do any elbow grease.
Jin stopped gently rubbing his paws together to twitch his toes. George enjoyed the perspective of toes tickling his head, as he grabbed both of his big toes to kiss each of them quickly.
Jin’s face turned red, but he didn’t object and allowed George to continue. George took his muzzle and stuck them between the spaces between Jin’s toes. Jin’s cheeks turned slightly redder, but he couldn’t help it. He was now getting the same treatment Carmelita gets and he cherished each moment of it.
Jin closed his eyes, knowing the little fox was enjoying himself, and straightened his paws again. George went to the tops of Jin’s toes and licked the fur on his toes, going as far as spit-shining his claws.
After 15 minutes, George heard his cue to stop: Jin’s snoring.
“I can’t blame him for liking comfort. I kind of liked it too.” George said to himself.
George walked on top of the bedsheet and jumped off the bed while returning to 5’ 9’’. He reached for the light switch in his room and jumped into his spot on his bed. It was late, Carmelita must have had a late night call again as she never came up to say goodnight. George pulled the bedsheet and drifted to sleep.