The eve of Tommy's 15th birthday. A perfect day to have been having a sleepover with a couple kids from school. After becoming best of friends with Dakota, 12 at the time of this story (and henceforth referred to as "I/Me"), and even getting through to Remy, local 10 year old spoiled brat, it became relatively commonplace for us to all hang out, usually at Remy's place as that was the most comfortable house, and also Remy felt too cramped in both mine and Tommy's houses, so this way circumnavigates the complaint department. And again, big cushy house them Bergleflangers have. We were all discussing what all to do, video games and sword fights and the backyard playground get dull after some time, tis the curse of a designated hangout. Whilst brainstorming, I picked up that Tommy was kinda distant, a little fidgety, and generally distracted. After inquiring, Tommy told them that it was almost his birthday, and there would be a little party for him tomorrow, that the thought of it makes him uneasy. A thought hatched in my kiddie bunny brain at that moment of what to do... But not yet. It is barely sunset, and timing is key. After diverting the conversation and agreeing on cartoons and Gameboys, I pulled Remy aside and whispered in his ear. I asked him to keep his shoes on for a while, I would do the same, and that I has an idea for a present for Tommy. After Remy was done complaining about having to keep them on, he agreed. Tommy's ears twitched as the us two cheeky kids discussed things in private. He wanted to know what we were planning, but I could only giggle and say "You'll seeee." That made him uneasy, but he quickly forgot after the games started. Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh, Zelda, lotsa fun on the game boys, which lead to Mario Party after the cartoons, which led to euphemisms, which led to duking it out in Smash Bros. The hours flew by from there. And before we knew it, Smash was coming to a close, parents had gone to bed, and the clock had rolled over to midnight...
I beamed as I saw the time. It was officially Tommy's birthday. Once the round had ended... "Happy Birthday Tommy!" I blurted out, grinning happily. Tommy's ears flicked and then a big smile and a blush grew on his face right away. He thanked me, soft-spoken and giggly, and I crawled over to him and told him to lay back. Typical of his nervous demeanor, he wanted to know why first. I told him it was time for his birthday present. He looked nervous, uncertainty weighing heavy on him, but with a gentle nudge he laid back onto his back, knees in the air and soles firm on the ground. I crawled onto his lap and started peeling off my shoes and socks, which Tommy watched intently. "Oh, can I take these off now?" Remy asked, already getting started on his own shoes. I nodded and tossed my footwear aside. At that moment I decided to announce the nature of this gift. "So I know how you like feet, Tommy" is how I started, but was interrupted by an embarrassed squeal. He hadn't told Remy about his fetish, and was embarrassed deeply by this, very cautious about his interests. But, for as judgemental and arrogant as Remy normally was, he didn't seem bothered by the prospect at all. A bit of domination sat quite well with him, in fact. Tommy's embarrassed chatter was cut short, interrupted by a warm pair of moist, smelly bunny feet being placed on his cheeks. His face erupted red in a bright blush. And when the aromatic blonde kitty's feet covered his eyes, his bewildered expression turned into a beaming smile, accompanied by an open giggle. His hands were nervously suspended in mid-air still, so I just gently pinned them by his side, I knew he liked being held down too. After a few seconds of feet rubbing on his face, I could hear him sniffing audibly. I was a bit worried they'd be a little overpowering, cuz I could smell both of ours from all the way where my face was, but he didn't seem too worried. I was giggling constantly through all this, partially because I just thought this as so fun, I loved being able to do this, and partially because his soft fur and twitching whiskers as kinda tickling my feet. Remy had a dominant smile on his face, he quickly seemed to be getting into it. I always knew Remy was a bit of a sadist, but that was the first time I reveled in it alongside him.
After rubbing our feet on Tommy's face for a decent little while, I placed my toes on his nose and told him to breathe deep, we kept our shoes on just for this. He softly moaned in affirmation and took a deep sniff, cool air rushing between my warm toes. Remy's toes were quick to overlap with mine. Tommy took in another deep sniff, this time tensing up as the air, double filtered by sweaty kid toes, entered his nose. He kinda wiggled his head a little, almost like he was trying to get away, but I could feel air flowing right through my toes just fine, so I knew he was alright. A couple minutes later, I felt a little shock under on my sole, and I squeaked gently and withdrew my foot a little. And then another little shock, this time I held still, seeing the source was Tommy's rough kitty tongue. As my foot had left his face, I saw he was smiling just as brightly as he was blushing. I held still for him as best I could, but giggled uncontrollably as he slowly licked my feet. It felt nice. Albeit really tickly. I started giggling louder as his tongue worked in between my toes, which was probably my most ticklish spot, but I toughed through it and held my toes still for him to lick clean. Funny enough I could handle tickling a lot better as a kid, cuz I loved it so much. Tommy was clearly in heaven too, his expression was clearly absorbed at this point. Though it wasn't just the taste and the smell and the feel of the adorable feet in his face that had made him so happy. It was his two best friends accepting him and getting into his deepest darkest interest. It was the essence behind the gift that had touched his gentle heart and made his birthday one of his very best ever. And ya know, having my feet sniffed and loved and inadvertently tickled, it was almost as if this was a gift to myself at this point. Especially since I now knew the very best way to pass the time on hot, lazy afternoons from now on with my best friend in Funderland. Happy birthday, Tommy~
And here's a version with a silly pseudo-romantic bloom effect on the upper panels. Originally done to be funny, but I thought the bloom looked nice, so here ya is~ http://sta.sh/02g5fk61a9m1
