Foxgirl Foot Fun
Your Life......Bigger
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
tfwnogiantgf
Vixen Vex demurely folded her 4-mile hands behind her loosely-dangling blue top. She hid one leg behind another in mock-shyness, twisting her ankle around, toes pointed to the soft soil. A coy smile crept her cute, peachy cheeks. It would look absolutely adorable - were it not for the fact that her heel easily surpassed the cloud layers! Vix spread her right leg out, leaning in. Each of the great pillars twice were the length of San Clemente Island!
"Let's start my 'Big World Tour' on the right foot!" She leaned over it, bringing the ballet flat to the ground. "I know how beautiful you think my feet are, so I'll let you massage them again! Just keep your pants on while I get everything ready."
BOOM.
The massive shake of her shoe as it fell near the city made everything drop. She made sure to place it away from the inhabited area - still, measly trees from the Peninsular Ranges snapped apart like toothpicks beneath the pressure. The shockwave overturned cars; forced citizens to hold onto street signs and lights for support, or be sent flying meters into the sky; and made even construction workers with heavy ear protection cover their ears. Massive evacuations rushed them from dangerous elevated zones; those who remained were treated to a horrifying sight as the dust cleared around.
"Good Lord..." A businessman shivered, looking to what were once mountains. "The rubber of her shoe is taller than the One America Plaza!"
Beside him, an older store owner pointed up, her breath shallow. "And she's taking her shoes off! Not again..." Her mind flooded with repressed memories of the wriggling digits - dangling right above her fair city. She'd hid away the first time - but satellite footage was repeated on news reports, again and again, of California's Monster Fox looming above with her mischievous grin. It made San Diego look like a tiny patch of moss in the world, being teased by a teen; and the proud, massive ships were little bath toys. Now, that same foot was hovering over them, reaching bigger widths than ever - as Vix spread the immense, round ball to the world, as if to give everyone a close-up shot of their new task.
A young girl in the shop stared flatly up, between the five prolonged shadows. "Woah. Even Miss Vex's panties are blue."
Both adults hid her eyes in a flash. But indeed: when she leaned over, the azure skirt revealed a rear that was as blue, clean, and puffy as the skies themselves... If not far more deadly.
Vixen's tail wagged in contentment, sending great flocks of quails flying from the forests, around her maroon hair. "Aaaah~ This takes me down memory lane! Even the breeze here feels so good against my little piggies!" Each phalange flexed out, one by one, basking in the refreshing glow of the sweet California sun - and spreading their shadow above their immense buildings. "They're probably not that 'little' to you, though! It's good to see San Diego's gotten bigger in two years. And Bet you're happy to see me all grown, too! I wonder..." Her mouth curled up in a sneaky, foxy smile, making residents' hearts sink. "Now that I'm 85 miles, has my foot outgrown your city? I wanna compare!" As the immense fox girl peeked down, her ankle rotated, hovering closer to the skyline. The populace collectively held their breaths as shadows approached. She didn't even notice as the dirt sediments from her shoes landed below.
THUD. THUD. Blue threads from some of her old socks descended, blocking major roads, snaking around and above buildings; some poor people were even caught in the earth-shattering lint, their eyes and noses filled with their goddess. A faint odor of berry lotion filled the air.
All that chaos ended swiftly when Vixen moved her gigantic foot away, a little grin on her face. "Huh, the city wins the size contest! Congratulations! I'd still need to take four or five steps to squish you all. But my foot's gaining on you, and it doesn't look like I'll stop growing! We'll see if you all fit underneath it next time, okay?" She placed the sole back down with a new BOOOM, and began removing her left foot from its flat. Her plush backside now sat on the ground, legs stretched out, with San Diego between them. "Maybe when I've reached 250 miles!... If that ever happens."
People screamed and mumbled at her words, and the sight of her flowing blue dress in the distance.
"Next time?" The store owner murmured. "She wants to come back... AGAIN?" Her eyes went small.
The man added on to that, looking at the healthy coating of dirt across her soles - unable to see much beyond that, and not willing to look more. "Did she say she was... still getting bigger? Is this not enough for that monster, when she can do anything to us?" A shiver ran down his spine.
The little girl shouted to the sky, her fists pumping: "Yeah, come on! Quit playing around and squash us already!" Both adults covered her mouth, terrified, as crowds looked on in shock.
The gigantic fox giggled at the screams, rocking some of the less-sturdy buildings. "Don't worry. I'm not going to crush you. Unless you really want me to~" Her dazzling emerald eye sent a wink down to the city.
When she pulled her left foot from its ballet flat, slipping each toe out tenderly over its topline, her nose wiggled gently in surprise. Her mouth made a clear "^" shape in the air, framed by her wavy maroon locks. "Oh? My poor little pinky is sorta itchy... I must've caught a redwood in it!" Each of her sharp claws scratched over it, sending a flurry of skin flakes and dirt over San Deigo - before a devious idea crept into her mind. Her hand swept over the city, fingers opening above the Symphony towers. "Could I borrow this for a second, guys? Thanks! Yo~ink."
With that careless onomatopoeia, Vixen Vex uprooted the Symphony Towers. She rubbed the metal surface, along with anyone unlucky enough to still be within, against the underside of her pinky toe! They saw the tip overflowing on one end, and the ball of her foot like a mountain on the other; placing them right between the sweaty joints of the mega-sized digit. Her touch was careful enough to not break it; but the rubbing pressure strong enough that people below and within could hear a fierce rumble ringing out. Vixen brought her head up and sighed in relief, wavy hair crashing over her shoulders as she ground the great building into her soft, easily-receding flesh. Eventually, indeed, the building dislodged a massive tree from her wrinkles with a satisfying, swift squelch. It crashed down below with other bits of detritus.
"Aaah, thank you! These skyscrapers are so tiny, but they made me feel so good! Maybe you should rename them to 'toescrapers'." She chuckled, placing it back down. The Symphony Towers were structurally intact - if cut off from all water and power. But along each window, a thin layer of perspiration and dirt coated them, showing off the work they'd been put to.
Vixen Vex shrugged, and flopped over onto her soft stomach, onto scarce spots of empty ground.
BOOM!
Her left foot thundered down, crashing right beside San Diego.
BOOOM.
54 square miles of sole.
It lay upwards, taking in the rays, curling and uncurling - an unconscious act which sent tremors through the county. Some of her toes skirted the Mexican border as they flexed.
With a little kick, the Goddess of California brought her right foot down.
BOOOOM.
Trees blew away for miles from the force. Her footfall barely missed the other side of San Diego. Now, anyone within the city - from the tallest structures to the streets - could only see a gently-flexing peachy wall to their north and south; and a skirt out to the west.
Vixen Vex splashed playfully in the water, creating great waves - which she blocked with her palm before they swept over the other islands. If she really tried, lying down with her soles surrounding San Diego, she's be able to brush Los Angeles with the tips of her fingers. "Sorry to keep everyone waiting! My feet are ready for your love, everyone!" Her toes created minor quakes as they brushed between the soft ground, digging new canyons out.
Slowly, crowds began moving to her feet. Some were eager to greet their goddess, and finally get a touch of her sweet skin; others were simply trying to keep her from getting bored, and deciding to endanger the nation any more. City officials split volunteers in groups, re-routing trolleys, buses, and airplanes, and sending in more vehicles to take them to the right spots. The flashing displays helpfully pointed tiny people to their destinations, such as: "LEFT HEEL"; "RIGHT ARCH", "LEFT FOOT - MIDDLE TOE", or "RIGHT FOOT - BIG TOE".
Though not everyone was willing or able to make the exodus, eager volunteers from across California flew in to replace them. The incident two years ago had left scars on the nation, and made "California's Monster" a figure of terror... But also left Vixen Vex with a "tiny" fanbase, who jumped at the chance to make her happy.
And with not long of a wait at all, the welcoming sole nerves felt the rub of two million tiny hands. It was mild at first, only a tickle; but with time, she soon felt their little speck limbs earnestly kneading every little wrinkle and fold. "Yes, just like that!" She peeked over her wagging tail, to the tiny forms across her soles, scrunching them slightly as a gesture of approval. "It's even better at 85 miles - you can get all the nooks and crannies!"
The businessman was hard at work pushing the skin around her left arc, and managed a small smile. "It's so soft..."
The store owner was deep in a wrinkle, doing the best she could. "Can she really feel this?"
The young girl blinked flatly at the sight of wiggling toes on the horizon. "Is this some foot fetish thing?"
Both adults covered her mouth.
"Let's start my 'Big World Tour' on the right foot!" She leaned over it, bringing the ballet flat to the ground. "I know how beautiful you think my feet are, so I'll let you massage them again! Just keep your pants on while I get everything ready."
BOOM.
The massive shake of her shoe as it fell near the city made everything drop. She made sure to place it away from the inhabited area - still, measly trees from the Peninsular Ranges snapped apart like toothpicks beneath the pressure. The shockwave overturned cars; forced citizens to hold onto street signs and lights for support, or be sent flying meters into the sky; and made even construction workers with heavy ear protection cover their ears. Massive evacuations rushed them from dangerous elevated zones; those who remained were treated to a horrifying sight as the dust cleared around.
"Good Lord..." A businessman shivered, looking to what were once mountains. "The rubber of her shoe is taller than the One America Plaza!"
Beside him, an older store owner pointed up, her breath shallow. "And she's taking her shoes off! Not again..." Her mind flooded with repressed memories of the wriggling digits - dangling right above her fair city. She'd hid away the first time - but satellite footage was repeated on news reports, again and again, of California's Monster Fox looming above with her mischievous grin. It made San Diego look like a tiny patch of moss in the world, being teased by a teen; and the proud, massive ships were little bath toys. Now, that same foot was hovering over them, reaching bigger widths than ever - as Vix spread the immense, round ball to the world, as if to give everyone a close-up shot of their new task.
A young girl in the shop stared flatly up, between the five prolonged shadows. "Woah. Even Miss Vex's panties are blue."
Both adults hid her eyes in a flash. But indeed: when she leaned over, the azure skirt revealed a rear that was as blue, clean, and puffy as the skies themselves... If not far more deadly.
Vixen's tail wagged in contentment, sending great flocks of quails flying from the forests, around her maroon hair. "Aaaah~ This takes me down memory lane! Even the breeze here feels so good against my little piggies!" Each phalange flexed out, one by one, basking in the refreshing glow of the sweet California sun - and spreading their shadow above their immense buildings. "They're probably not that 'little' to you, though! It's good to see San Diego's gotten bigger in two years. And Bet you're happy to see me all grown, too! I wonder..." Her mouth curled up in a sneaky, foxy smile, making residents' hearts sink. "Now that I'm 85 miles, has my foot outgrown your city? I wanna compare!" As the immense fox girl peeked down, her ankle rotated, hovering closer to the skyline. The populace collectively held their breaths as shadows approached. She didn't even notice as the dirt sediments from her shoes landed below.
THUD. THUD. Blue threads from some of her old socks descended, blocking major roads, snaking around and above buildings; some poor people were even caught in the earth-shattering lint, their eyes and noses filled with their goddess. A faint odor of berry lotion filled the air.
All that chaos ended swiftly when Vixen moved her gigantic foot away, a little grin on her face. "Huh, the city wins the size contest! Congratulations! I'd still need to take four or five steps to squish you all. But my foot's gaining on you, and it doesn't look like I'll stop growing! We'll see if you all fit underneath it next time, okay?" She placed the sole back down with a new BOOOM, and began removing her left foot from its flat. Her plush backside now sat on the ground, legs stretched out, with San Diego between them. "Maybe when I've reached 250 miles!... If that ever happens."
People screamed and mumbled at her words, and the sight of her flowing blue dress in the distance.
"Next time?" The store owner murmured. "She wants to come back... AGAIN?" Her eyes went small.
The man added on to that, looking at the healthy coating of dirt across her soles - unable to see much beyond that, and not willing to look more. "Did she say she was... still getting bigger? Is this not enough for that monster, when she can do anything to us?" A shiver ran down his spine.
The little girl shouted to the sky, her fists pumping: "Yeah, come on! Quit playing around and squash us already!" Both adults covered her mouth, terrified, as crowds looked on in shock.
The gigantic fox giggled at the screams, rocking some of the less-sturdy buildings. "Don't worry. I'm not going to crush you. Unless you really want me to~" Her dazzling emerald eye sent a wink down to the city.
When she pulled her left foot from its ballet flat, slipping each toe out tenderly over its topline, her nose wiggled gently in surprise. Her mouth made a clear "^" shape in the air, framed by her wavy maroon locks. "Oh? My poor little pinky is sorta itchy... I must've caught a redwood in it!" Each of her sharp claws scratched over it, sending a flurry of skin flakes and dirt over San Deigo - before a devious idea crept into her mind. Her hand swept over the city, fingers opening above the Symphony towers. "Could I borrow this for a second, guys? Thanks! Yo~ink."
With that careless onomatopoeia, Vixen Vex uprooted the Symphony Towers. She rubbed the metal surface, along with anyone unlucky enough to still be within, against the underside of her pinky toe! They saw the tip overflowing on one end, and the ball of her foot like a mountain on the other; placing them right between the sweaty joints of the mega-sized digit. Her touch was careful enough to not break it; but the rubbing pressure strong enough that people below and within could hear a fierce rumble ringing out. Vixen brought her head up and sighed in relief, wavy hair crashing over her shoulders as she ground the great building into her soft, easily-receding flesh. Eventually, indeed, the building dislodged a massive tree from her wrinkles with a satisfying, swift squelch. It crashed down below with other bits of detritus.
"Aaah, thank you! These skyscrapers are so tiny, but they made me feel so good! Maybe you should rename them to 'toescrapers'." She chuckled, placing it back down. The Symphony Towers were structurally intact - if cut off from all water and power. But along each window, a thin layer of perspiration and dirt coated them, showing off the work they'd been put to.
Vixen Vex shrugged, and flopped over onto her soft stomach, onto scarce spots of empty ground.
BOOM!
Her left foot thundered down, crashing right beside San Diego.
BOOOM.
54 square miles of sole.
It lay upwards, taking in the rays, curling and uncurling - an unconscious act which sent tremors through the county. Some of her toes skirted the Mexican border as they flexed.
With a little kick, the Goddess of California brought her right foot down.
BOOOOM.
Trees blew away for miles from the force. Her footfall barely missed the other side of San Diego. Now, anyone within the city - from the tallest structures to the streets - could only see a gently-flexing peachy wall to their north and south; and a skirt out to the west.
Vixen Vex splashed playfully in the water, creating great waves - which she blocked with her palm before they swept over the other islands. If she really tried, lying down with her soles surrounding San Diego, she's be able to brush Los Angeles with the tips of her fingers. "Sorry to keep everyone waiting! My feet are ready for your love, everyone!" Her toes created minor quakes as they brushed between the soft ground, digging new canyons out.
Slowly, crowds began moving to her feet. Some were eager to greet their goddess, and finally get a touch of her sweet skin; others were simply trying to keep her from getting bored, and deciding to endanger the nation any more. City officials split volunteers in groups, re-routing trolleys, buses, and airplanes, and sending in more vehicles to take them to the right spots. The flashing displays helpfully pointed tiny people to their destinations, such as: "LEFT HEEL"; "RIGHT ARCH", "LEFT FOOT - MIDDLE TOE", or "RIGHT FOOT - BIG TOE".
Though not everyone was willing or able to make the exodus, eager volunteers from across California flew in to replace them. The incident two years ago had left scars on the nation, and made "California's Monster" a figure of terror... But also left Vixen Vex with a "tiny" fanbase, who jumped at the chance to make her happy.
And with not long of a wait at all, the welcoming sole nerves felt the rub of two million tiny hands. It was mild at first, only a tickle; but with time, she soon felt their little speck limbs earnestly kneading every little wrinkle and fold. "Yes, just like that!" She peeked over her wagging tail, to the tiny forms across her soles, scrunching them slightly as a gesture of approval. "It's even better at 85 miles - you can get all the nooks and crannies!"
The businessman was hard at work pushing the skin around her left arc, and managed a small smile. "It's so soft..."
The store owner was deep in a wrinkle, doing the best she could. "Can she really feel this?"
The young girl blinked flatly at the sight of wiggling toes on the horizon. "Is this some foot fetish thing?"
Both adults covered her mouth.
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