Lick my foot clean
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 32
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
Not even a second after compliment her Dirt Soi Fon gave a stomp of authority, “Tell me Dirt…are you hungry?”
Ichigo was taken back by the sudden, kind question. “Well…uh…I guess so.” He hadn’t even noticed he was hungry, but now that his goddess mentioned it, he was famished.
Soi Fon closed her eyes, and maybe it was his imagination but Ichigo swore he saw a faint smirk. “I thought so, which is why I had a special something saved up…” Ichigo instantly wonder what, when he saw saw Soi Fon lean her hand forward and drop something. It was something he’d seen a million times over, but at his size it was probably the best meal imaginable; a single potato chip. A massive structure of salty goodness that absolutely dwarfed Ichigo. It landed about thirty yards away with a slight crack, but remained perfectly intact.
Ichigo couldn’t hide his excitement as he began running towards his gift from Soi Fon, but a quick blockade of her foot caused him to stop. “I never said to begin eating, did I Dirt?”
The slave fell to his knees and bowed, “My apologies my goddess…I was impatient.”
Soi Fon grunted, “I suppose I’ll allow it to slide, now…watch and you’ll know why I stopped you.” Ichigo obeyed, and he watched with an eager foot obsession as the towering figure raised her bare foot into the air, and with a single stomp crushed the chip into crumbs. With that same foot Soi Fon loomed over Ichigo’s body, the entire potato chip debris along her sole.
“Now…bon appétit.”
Not just a chip but her feet too?! The slave was going to get spoiled at this rate. With a wide grin Ichigo ran towards his goddess’ soles and began lapping the crumbs off of her smooth luscious soles. The chips tasted amazing…and with Soi Fon’s foot…better. Granted it was likely because he was broken, but the idea didn’t even cross Ichigo’s mind. He just chowed down like the no good dirt he was.
However, it didn’t take long before the great amount of salt intake drew Ichigo to dehydration. Soi Fon seemed to notice this right away and sighed, “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood Dirt…” With a soft sound of phlegm, Soi Fon spat on the floor. “My spit is more than you deserve but I’m feeling generous.”
Ichigo ran to the gooey mountain of Soi Fon’s saliva, “T-Thank you my goddess!!” He screamed as he dunked his head within, drinking it without even a hint of hesitation. Soi Fon just watched with an amazed pleasure, to have broken Ichigo so well so fast…she truly was a god of sorts. Her pride had never felt better than that moment.
After a quick drink of spit Ichigo turned right back around to licking crumbs from the perfection that was his goddess’ feet. His life would be like this forever, living off of dirt at Soi Fon’s feet, dirt such as himself. And in his broken state, Ichigo felt happy about that. It wasn’t long before Ichigo got every single crumb, Soi Fon began to pull her foot away but Ichigo held on dearly. “Please my goddess! Not yet!! I wish to spend more time in your presence, I want to finish cleaning your feet!”
Soi Fon frowned, but on the inside she smirked. “Is that so? Well prove it, beg.”
Ichigo complied right away, “Please Goddess Soi Fon! Allow me the honor or worshipping you…of worshipping perfection! I’ll do anything!”
It was short but it did the trick, “Very well then.”
Ichigo let out a short cheer as he proceeded to continue licking Soi Fon’s foot. His true love in life was her after all…odd how it felt like it wasn’t always like this. Ichigo couldn’t remember what came before, not anymore. Unknown to him the trauma was so great he blocked it out, the trauma of going from hero to dirt. Leaving this mere shell of a man, a mere pet. But at least Ichigo…or it would be more appropriate to refer to him as Dirt now, was happy.
It didn’t even take an hour before Soi Fon’s soles were glistening with the love filled saliva of her pet.
“Good job Dirt, but I already have another task for you…”
“What is it my Goddess?”
Ichigo was taken back by the sudden, kind question. “Well…uh…I guess so.” He hadn’t even noticed he was hungry, but now that his goddess mentioned it, he was famished.
Soi Fon closed her eyes, and maybe it was his imagination but Ichigo swore he saw a faint smirk. “I thought so, which is why I had a special something saved up…” Ichigo instantly wonder what, when he saw saw Soi Fon lean her hand forward and drop something. It was something he’d seen a million times over, but at his size it was probably the best meal imaginable; a single potato chip. A massive structure of salty goodness that absolutely dwarfed Ichigo. It landed about thirty yards away with a slight crack, but remained perfectly intact.
Ichigo couldn’t hide his excitement as he began running towards his gift from Soi Fon, but a quick blockade of her foot caused him to stop. “I never said to begin eating, did I Dirt?”
The slave fell to his knees and bowed, “My apologies my goddess…I was impatient.”
Soi Fon grunted, “I suppose I’ll allow it to slide, now…watch and you’ll know why I stopped you.” Ichigo obeyed, and he watched with an eager foot obsession as the towering figure raised her bare foot into the air, and with a single stomp crushed the chip into crumbs. With that same foot Soi Fon loomed over Ichigo’s body, the entire potato chip debris along her sole.
“Now…bon appétit.”
Not just a chip but her feet too?! The slave was going to get spoiled at this rate. With a wide grin Ichigo ran towards his goddess’ soles and began lapping the crumbs off of her smooth luscious soles. The chips tasted amazing…and with Soi Fon’s foot…better. Granted it was likely because he was broken, but the idea didn’t even cross Ichigo’s mind. He just chowed down like the no good dirt he was.
However, it didn’t take long before the great amount of salt intake drew Ichigo to dehydration. Soi Fon seemed to notice this right away and sighed, “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood Dirt…” With a soft sound of phlegm, Soi Fon spat on the floor. “My spit is more than you deserve but I’m feeling generous.”
Ichigo ran to the gooey mountain of Soi Fon’s saliva, “T-Thank you my goddess!!” He screamed as he dunked his head within, drinking it without even a hint of hesitation. Soi Fon just watched with an amazed pleasure, to have broken Ichigo so well so fast…she truly was a god of sorts. Her pride had never felt better than that moment.
After a quick drink of spit Ichigo turned right back around to licking crumbs from the perfection that was his goddess’ feet. His life would be like this forever, living off of dirt at Soi Fon’s feet, dirt such as himself. And in his broken state, Ichigo felt happy about that. It wasn’t long before Ichigo got every single crumb, Soi Fon began to pull her foot away but Ichigo held on dearly. “Please my goddess! Not yet!! I wish to spend more time in your presence, I want to finish cleaning your feet!”
Soi Fon frowned, but on the inside she smirked. “Is that so? Well prove it, beg.”
Ichigo complied right away, “Please Goddess Soi Fon! Allow me the honor or worshipping you…of worshipping perfection! I’ll do anything!”
It was short but it did the trick, “Very well then.”
Ichigo let out a short cheer as he proceeded to continue licking Soi Fon’s foot. His true love in life was her after all…odd how it felt like it wasn’t always like this. Ichigo couldn’t remember what came before, not anymore. Unknown to him the trauma was so great he blocked it out, the trauma of going from hero to dirt. Leaving this mere shell of a man, a mere pet. But at least Ichigo…or it would be more appropriate to refer to him as Dirt now, was happy.
It didn’t even take an hour before Soi Fon’s soles were glistening with the love filled saliva of her pet.
“Good job Dirt, but I already have another task for you…”
“What is it my Goddess?”
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March 13, 2025
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