Natalia's Massage
Type-Moon Size Interactive
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
As the giantess' words trailed off two loud booms crashed in front of Kiritsugu. Now looming over him were the two giant feet of his teacher. "On top of stomping after you I've been pretty busy today so my feet are a touch sore. So would you give me a foot massage Kiritsugu?" Natalia moved her head slightly to the side to see her pupil staring at her immense sole, the kid saw a small smirk on her face. "Your body still needs training so we can look at this like a chance to build muscles."
"I understand what you're saying Natalia...But..." His eyes traced along the tender sole of the woman, "...Isn't it a little too big for me?" Kiritsugu had no time to measure himself beforehand but now that things were slowed down he saw he was no bigger than one of his teacher's toes, her smallest toe at that. Right now her upright feet were over a dozen times his size.
Natalia smiled playfully, "Are you saying my feet are big? A lot of women would take that as an insult you know." Her feet lowered dangerously close to Kiritsugu, close enough he could reach up and touch the ball of her foot. "I'm not sure how I feel about that...You may want to make this massage a great one otherwise I may just get mad." Her feet returned to being perfectly erect.
Wordlessly the child approached his teacher's foot and began to gently push his hands into her feet. As much as Natalia was on the go they were oddly soft, even at his size a slight push gave way to creamy skin. Coating Natalia's feet was a thin layer of sweat, something she herself probably didn't even feel it was so faint. A faint air hung about that was kind of disgusting but that was nothing. After a second of two Kiritsugu pulled his hands back to look at them. They shined as if he coated them in a liquid, just a mere touch of Natalia's feet coated his hands in a mixture of her sweat and body oils. At this point most people would be disgusted, and Kiritsugu admittedly was, but he had to complete his training. He lost so much that his feelings were irrelevant anymore. His eyes looked cold and emotionless to hide any emotion he still had. With that expression the child fervently continued to work.
Considering his clear size handicap Kiritsugu's massage was going along rather well. Natalia's sole was soft enough his hands only needed a decent amount of strength behind them and being small enough to grab the wrinkles helped give him a means of moving along his teacher's feet. After a minute or so his hands were soaked in Natalia's fluids but he didn't care, it all quickly fell into a basic monotonous process. The small amount of foot odor that wafted in the air slowly began to be as breathable as air, the kid didn't even register it after a while. The fact he was shrunken and massaging a giant sweaty foot was still disgusting of course, but slowly he began to adapt. Then the problem arose.
Given his size Kiritsugu knew he'd have to climb her teacher's sole in order to massage all of it, he expected that kind of harshness from her. He easily did so despite a slight fatigue in his arms. But that left the issue of how to massage? His arms and feet were all used to hoister him up and keep him where he was, so what could he massage with without falling? The answer was kind of simple but kind of gross at the same time. Kiritsugu began to rub his entire body against Natalia's sole to massage. Beyond her foot the woman saw this and casually smiled as if she was amused by the affection to her foot. To Kiritsugu it was just a means to an end. After a few minutes even the minute embarrassment of rubbing his whole body against Natalia's foot lost its touch. He just continued tending to her word out foot muscles until he had to climb up. Once he hit the ball of her foot the curve was enough he could start using his hands again though it seemed his body was more effective. The whole process seemed more like a tedious job than anything else, time quickly lost all meaning. It felt like it'd only been minutes but Kiritsugu knew a glance at the clock would say something much different.
Finally though he arrived at the looming toes of Natalia, five digits ranging from as tall as Kiritsugu to twice his size. Once more the fear one would normally have at this size didn't seem to grip the kid as he massaged each individual toe.
"Clean between the toes too while you're at it." Came the bored order of the giant woman, passing the time by glancing through a book now.
It didn't matter at this point, Kiritsugu had long since not cared what he was doing. His hands quickly went to work removing any small grime he found between each toe. With where he was he expected the smell to be stronger than ever, but it seemed that he was massaging for so long the smell had the chance to vanish. Probably lucky for him.
"One foot done." The first words he said after beginning. With his job halfway done Kiritsugu climbed back down to begin work on the other one. His body was tired, more than he would have liked. His whole body felt like it was covered in oil, he felt dirty. The towering left foot that remained seemed like an incredibly daunting task now, but he went to work again.
As his hands began to work on the base of Natalia's foot he noted there was no sweat now. It must've dried up at some point. Although his hands still got coated in the oils. He just went back into his almost robotic process.
Kiritsugu's body began to work the familiar gestures on its own, and for the first time since he began his mind began to wander. Since it was right in front of him he began to notice aspects of Natalia's feet. In the short time he'd known her he knew right away the woman was incredibly attractive, a trait that seemed to echo to her feet too. Even worn out her soles were smooth, silky even, and had no blemishes or odd spots. The smell in itself wasn't so much bad as it was...different than what Kiritsugu usually smelled. Looking back he was hesitant to even describe it as bad. The sweat and oils were natural for all people, but something about Natalia's seemed to almost decorate her feet in a complimentary way. Each of the toes Kiritsugu noted were essentially perfect. They were each well-defined, soft, the perfect length, even the pinky toe which usually looks like an ugly addition on people stood perfectly as if it belonged. Not to mention each toe was painted with a silvery-blue to match Natalia's hair. Her feet were just...perfect.
With that realization Kiritsugu thought about the whole body of his friend. Perhaps it was his young mind going lustfully but he was having trouble finding any way to describe Natalia aside from perfect. A big chest that was well defined proportional. A nice-sized rear that fit tightly against her pants. A beautiful face. Even her usual cold demeanor was in itself an oddly appealing thing, it gave the idea she was always in charge of what was happening.
While his thoughts focused on how beautiful his teacher was, Kiritsugu didn't realize he'd already approached the last five toes he had to work on. His body was beyond exhausted but just five more toes and he'd be done, for some reason that seemed to disappoint him.
"Kiritsugu..." Natalia spoke once again, her eyes were fully focused on the kid she could spot between her toes. "I want you to do something different here."
"What is it Natalia?"
Natalia's eyes were commanding, almost glaring even. "For my toes I want you to lick them and between them."
What? That came right from nowhere, why did Natalia suddenly want her feet worshiped like that? No...perhaps a more important question would be why Kiritsugu was happy she asked. "Yes mam." The child's rational mind screamed at him that something was amiss, but his body and heart didn't care. With no pause Kiritsugu approached each toe and gently cleaned them with his tongue, even between them. What he tasted wasn't disgusting, but actually heavenly. He didn't understand why, he just kept doing it. The bottoms of her toes, the toe nails, between them, the sides, all of it was cleaned in a matter of minutes.
"Damn." Natalia bit her lip once Kiritsugu finished. The child sat between her toes confused, "Looks like we'll have a lot of work to do with your constitution." Once again she was answered with a dumbfounded look. Natalia sighed, "I should have told you this, but you understand that some Magi are descended from things not necessarily human right? Well to keep it short I'm descended from a succubus. It comes with a lot of perks but one thing it does is it makes my body emit a constant pheromone. You noticed my body oils right?" Kiritsugu nodded, dumbfounded by the sudden revelation. "Well they're filled with pheromones. I thought you'd be able to handle it but it looks like you couldn't. Right now you're so attracted to me it's not even funny, I'm practically a Goddess in your mind."
It all made sense, Kiritsugu began to realize the sudden disgust of his task vanished rather quickly, and towards the end he was downright idolizing Natalia as perfect. He realized it, but it didn't change. "What do we do?"
Natalia sighed, "There's only one thing we can do to get so much of it out of your system..." She paused for a second...
"I understand what you're saying Natalia...But..." His eyes traced along the tender sole of the woman, "...Isn't it a little too big for me?" Kiritsugu had no time to measure himself beforehand but now that things were slowed down he saw he was no bigger than one of his teacher's toes, her smallest toe at that. Right now her upright feet were over a dozen times his size.
Natalia smiled playfully, "Are you saying my feet are big? A lot of women would take that as an insult you know." Her feet lowered dangerously close to Kiritsugu, close enough he could reach up and touch the ball of her foot. "I'm not sure how I feel about that...You may want to make this massage a great one otherwise I may just get mad." Her feet returned to being perfectly erect.
Wordlessly the child approached his teacher's foot and began to gently push his hands into her feet. As much as Natalia was on the go they were oddly soft, even at his size a slight push gave way to creamy skin. Coating Natalia's feet was a thin layer of sweat, something she herself probably didn't even feel it was so faint. A faint air hung about that was kind of disgusting but that was nothing. After a second of two Kiritsugu pulled his hands back to look at them. They shined as if he coated them in a liquid, just a mere touch of Natalia's feet coated his hands in a mixture of her sweat and body oils. At this point most people would be disgusted, and Kiritsugu admittedly was, but he had to complete his training. He lost so much that his feelings were irrelevant anymore. His eyes looked cold and emotionless to hide any emotion he still had. With that expression the child fervently continued to work.
Considering his clear size handicap Kiritsugu's massage was going along rather well. Natalia's sole was soft enough his hands only needed a decent amount of strength behind them and being small enough to grab the wrinkles helped give him a means of moving along his teacher's feet. After a minute or so his hands were soaked in Natalia's fluids but he didn't care, it all quickly fell into a basic monotonous process. The small amount of foot odor that wafted in the air slowly began to be as breathable as air, the kid didn't even register it after a while. The fact he was shrunken and massaging a giant sweaty foot was still disgusting of course, but slowly he began to adapt. Then the problem arose.
Given his size Kiritsugu knew he'd have to climb her teacher's sole in order to massage all of it, he expected that kind of harshness from her. He easily did so despite a slight fatigue in his arms. But that left the issue of how to massage? His arms and feet were all used to hoister him up and keep him where he was, so what could he massage with without falling? The answer was kind of simple but kind of gross at the same time. Kiritsugu began to rub his entire body against Natalia's sole to massage. Beyond her foot the woman saw this and casually smiled as if she was amused by the affection to her foot. To Kiritsugu it was just a means to an end. After a few minutes even the minute embarrassment of rubbing his whole body against Natalia's foot lost its touch. He just continued tending to her word out foot muscles until he had to climb up. Once he hit the ball of her foot the curve was enough he could start using his hands again though it seemed his body was more effective. The whole process seemed more like a tedious job than anything else, time quickly lost all meaning. It felt like it'd only been minutes but Kiritsugu knew a glance at the clock would say something much different.
Finally though he arrived at the looming toes of Natalia, five digits ranging from as tall as Kiritsugu to twice his size. Once more the fear one would normally have at this size didn't seem to grip the kid as he massaged each individual toe.
"Clean between the toes too while you're at it." Came the bored order of the giant woman, passing the time by glancing through a book now.
It didn't matter at this point, Kiritsugu had long since not cared what he was doing. His hands quickly went to work removing any small grime he found between each toe. With where he was he expected the smell to be stronger than ever, but it seemed that he was massaging for so long the smell had the chance to vanish. Probably lucky for him.
"One foot done." The first words he said after beginning. With his job halfway done Kiritsugu climbed back down to begin work on the other one. His body was tired, more than he would have liked. His whole body felt like it was covered in oil, he felt dirty. The towering left foot that remained seemed like an incredibly daunting task now, but he went to work again.
As his hands began to work on the base of Natalia's foot he noted there was no sweat now. It must've dried up at some point. Although his hands still got coated in the oils. He just went back into his almost robotic process.
Kiritsugu's body began to work the familiar gestures on its own, and for the first time since he began his mind began to wander. Since it was right in front of him he began to notice aspects of Natalia's feet. In the short time he'd known her he knew right away the woman was incredibly attractive, a trait that seemed to echo to her feet too. Even worn out her soles were smooth, silky even, and had no blemishes or odd spots. The smell in itself wasn't so much bad as it was...different than what Kiritsugu usually smelled. Looking back he was hesitant to even describe it as bad. The sweat and oils were natural for all people, but something about Natalia's seemed to almost decorate her feet in a complimentary way. Each of the toes Kiritsugu noted were essentially perfect. They were each well-defined, soft, the perfect length, even the pinky toe which usually looks like an ugly addition on people stood perfectly as if it belonged. Not to mention each toe was painted with a silvery-blue to match Natalia's hair. Her feet were just...perfect.
With that realization Kiritsugu thought about the whole body of his friend. Perhaps it was his young mind going lustfully but he was having trouble finding any way to describe Natalia aside from perfect. A big chest that was well defined proportional. A nice-sized rear that fit tightly against her pants. A beautiful face. Even her usual cold demeanor was in itself an oddly appealing thing, it gave the idea she was always in charge of what was happening.
While his thoughts focused on how beautiful his teacher was, Kiritsugu didn't realize he'd already approached the last five toes he had to work on. His body was beyond exhausted but just five more toes and he'd be done, for some reason that seemed to disappoint him.
"Kiritsugu..." Natalia spoke once again, her eyes were fully focused on the kid she could spot between her toes. "I want you to do something different here."
"What is it Natalia?"
Natalia's eyes were commanding, almost glaring even. "For my toes I want you to lick them and between them."
What? That came right from nowhere, why did Natalia suddenly want her feet worshiped like that? No...perhaps a more important question would be why Kiritsugu was happy she asked. "Yes mam." The child's rational mind screamed at him that something was amiss, but his body and heart didn't care. With no pause Kiritsugu approached each toe and gently cleaned them with his tongue, even between them. What he tasted wasn't disgusting, but actually heavenly. He didn't understand why, he just kept doing it. The bottoms of her toes, the toe nails, between them, the sides, all of it was cleaned in a matter of minutes.
"Damn." Natalia bit her lip once Kiritsugu finished. The child sat between her toes confused, "Looks like we'll have a lot of work to do with your constitution." Once again she was answered with a dumbfounded look. Natalia sighed, "I should have told you this, but you understand that some Magi are descended from things not necessarily human right? Well to keep it short I'm descended from a succubus. It comes with a lot of perks but one thing it does is it makes my body emit a constant pheromone. You noticed my body oils right?" Kiritsugu nodded, dumbfounded by the sudden revelation. "Well they're filled with pheromones. I thought you'd be able to handle it but it looks like you couldn't. Right now you're so attracted to me it's not even funny, I'm practically a Goddess in your mind."
It all made sense, Kiritsugu began to realize the sudden disgust of his task vanished rather quickly, and towards the end he was downright idolizing Natalia as perfect. He realized it, but it didn't change. "What do we do?"
Natalia sighed, "There's only one thing we can do to get so much of it out of your system..." She paused for a second...
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