Teasing Todd

Here's a little exclusive for you all that i wrote as a tease for Todd ( https://twitter.com/TheFoxTodd ) one afternoon when I was messing with him on twitter. <3

Todd has a bad habit of biting off more than he can chew. Worse still, he kind of gets off on that. 

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Teasing Todd

By Dragonien

“Shit shit shit shit.” Todd repeatedly cursed.

He probably should have been saving his breath but his situation wasn’t exactly conducive to rational thinking. Even as he thought this anther tremor shook through the ground and nearly sent him sprawling to the ground. For a second he was down on all fours, scrambling on hands and legs together trying to maintain momentum while pushing himself back upright. The rational part of him knew his run was ultimately futile but, again, rationality wasn’t really on the menu at the moment. So he listened to his lizard-brain screaming at him to mindlessly run from danger instead.

The next impact hit much closer behind him and this time he did stumble forward. He landed face first onto the smooth hardwood below as the tremor combined with a burst of wind from behind him overwhelmed his reflexes and inherent balance. Even as he scrambled to get back up to his feet he dared to glance over his shoulder. The next footstep was already coming.

The massive red foot raised ominously overhead, three thick digits each ending in a curved, ivory claw splaying momentarily as if in anticipation before the appendage began to descend. Almost like it was in slow motion the enormous, vaguely human-shaped foot descended that much closer to him and slammed down with enough force that the fox’s still half-crouched self was sent sprawling once more. A split second later the wave of displaced air hit him and rustled his fur, sliding him an inch or two across the floor from the sheer force of it. This is how he knew that his run was ultimately pointless. He had been moving at a dead run and had started in the middle of the room, yet with only a half dozen casual footsteps the massive dragon had already nearly caught up with him.

 

Such was the unfairness of being only 6 inches tall. 

Complaining about the unfairness of the world had yet to ever help him in situations like this so he pushed himself up to his feet and began running once again. Unfortunately by now the dragon had gotten so close that the next footstep knocked him right back on his ass before he had gotten far at all. It was futile at this point to run. This fact only further solidified when Todd rolled onto his back and looked up to see one of those enormous feet slowly descending towards him; the next step aimed right at where he had ended up.

The impact smothered him hard into the floor, a wheeze of air forcibly expelled from his lungs as his chest was compressed. The wooden floor below was hard and unforgiving but his saving grace was the supple pliability of the flesh above him. The hot, red flesh was smooth and warm to the touch with neither fur nor scales to mar its softness. The flesh actually gave a good deal as it conformed around the shape of his body, leaving him smothered skintight into the arch of the dragon’s foot rather than simply crushed into a stain beneath it. That didn’t make his situation comfortable by any means, but at least it meant he hadn’t been crushed outright. 

For several long moments that seemed to stretch on for minutes he simply lay there. No matter how much he struggled and squirmed he could hardly even budge the flesh around him much less even begin to hope to lift the massive foot up off of him. He may have only been 6 inches tall but even relative to that the foot was enormous. Nearly three times as long as he was tall it was almost the size of a bus all by itself! When the appendage finally began to move it didn’t lift off of him. Rather it slid downwards, grinding the harder flesh of the balls of his foot across Todd’s face and chest. It made the pressure on his chest notably more intense as the firmer and less-malleable meat of the dragon’s foot came to rest on top of him but he took the trade off in exchange for two of the enormous toes spreading just enough to let his head poke free.

The first gasp of air he sucked in only made his situation that much more uncomfortable was that he was reminded of the weight on his chest by his lungs struggle to inflate inside his compressed rib cage. His breaths were forced to be shallow and quick which, thanks to his current placement, meant he was constantly huffing breath-full after breath-full of the dragon’s musky foot-scent. It wasn’t harsh or pungent, thankfully. If anything, it actually smelled pretty acceptable; the natural musk of the dragon mingling with the slightly fruity scent of whatever soap he must have used within the last couple of hours. But it was still overwhelming and still left the poor tiny fox’s head spinning from the intensity of it the sheer size difference between the two created. 

The dragon didn’t have to speak, the fox knew what he wanted. Todd knew what was expected of him. Nervously, his muzzle slowly opened and his tongue slid out. With great reluctance he lifted his head up as much as he was able and pressed the saliva-slick front of his tongue against the malleable webbing of flesh between the dragon’s toes and licked against it. A deep rumble of approval from overhead was his sign that he had made the right choice. The deep growling ‘purr’ of the dragon sounding like an idling piece of industrial construction equipment with the size difference between the two. Dutifully, Todd continued his work. Slowly lapping at every inch of crimson flesh his current situation allowed him to reach. Over and over his tongue slid across the heated flesh, leaving his mouth dry and his jaw and neck sore from reaching itself to its limit time and time again. 

Todd had no idea how long he spent down there. At some point the dragon shifted his foot a bit and repositioned Todd to stick out from between his other toe-crotch instead to repeat the experience. Minutes, hours, days, all of it seemed to blur together as the little fox was left trapped beneath the huge dragon’s foot. It was only when the foot abruptly clenched two of its digits together and shifted upwards that he started to come back to reality. He almost wish he hadn’t though. In the confusing tumble of movement he’d found himself clinging to the underside of the dragon’s now-upturned foot, dangling from where his arms clung to the base of the toes to either side of him and where said toes were squeezing around his head. He could actually see between the two digits down the enormous dragon. Across thighs wider than highways, eyes briefly pausing across a prominent bulge around the dragon’s nethers that both showed he was rather enjoying Todd’s situation and also made Todd pretty sure the dragon could have put a couch to shame with the contents of those shorts. Across the cut expanse of the dragon’s abs and thick swells of his pectorals, both of which were exposed thanks to the dragon’s currently shirtless status, he finally got a look at the dragon’s grinning expression. Slitted blue eyes stared past glasses that, to Todd, had lenses the size of big-screen TVs set above teeth each that could easily have speared Todd like a… well, like a spear. But none of that was what really drew the fox’s attention. What did though, was what was in the dragon’s hand. 

 A split second after Todd recognized the shrink ray for what it was it was already firing, a blast of green light carefully shot between the dragons’ toes and slamming into him straight in the face. The digits surrounding him loosened their hold, or at least that’s what it felt like as the already tiny fox began to shrink even smaller. Frantically he scrambled his way upwards, claws on both hands and feet digging in harmlessly to the dragon’s skin for purchase as he clamored his way up into the space between the two toes. By the time he had made it up onto the small ‘platform’ between the two digits both of them towered high above him. He gulped nervously as he realized that they were still stretching higher and higher above him with each passing second. Already his minuscule 6-inch self couldn’t even have been an inch tall anymore and yet the shrinking seemed to have no signs of slowing or stopping. He watched as the dragon went from a building to a landscape around him, stretching off so far in the distance that he actually started having trouble seeing all of the dragon at once. That grinning muzzle so far away now that the distance made its visage hazy like looking at a mountain off in the horizon.

When the shrinking stopped he guessed he couldn’t have been more than a millimeter tall, if that. The tiny space between the dragon’s two toes was now a small parking lot to him with plenty of room for him to pace back and forth as he stared up at the two multi-story tall buildings that were the dragon’s toes to either side of him. Then, finally, the dragon spoke to him for the first time since he had begun shrinking the poor little fox. A single word rumbled across the landscape like a boom of thunder. The sheer size difference made the sound so impossibly loud and deep that Todd had to actually take a few seconds to comprehend what was said. When he did, though, his ears flattened to his head and his cheeks heated in a blush.

“LICK...”

Despite the insanity of his predicament, the fear rolling through him, and other emotions he still wasn’t sure he was willing to admit too out loud, Todd got down on his hands and knees. He pressed his forehead to the red ‘ground’ beneath him for a moment. Then, he began to do as he had been told. He began to lick.

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He only found out later that what had felt like days to him had really only been about an hour and a half of being shrunken. Now he lay sprawled on his back in the middle of his living room, chest heaving and body soaked with sweat. He was back to his full size, all four feet of him for what it was worth. The now familiar thumping footsteps of the dragon approaching caught his attention, though thankfully they weren’t loud or powerful enough to bounce him around anymore. Not that they were quiet or soft by any means. Even at his normal size, the footsteps of someone over 8-foot-tall and over 600 pounds were never something someone could call anything other than intimidating. 

The dragon smirked down at where the fox lay on the floor, arms crossed over his chest in clear teasing judgment of the fox’s position. He made a bit of a show of glancing first to Todd’s face, then down to his groin where his raging erection was blatantly obvious. Todd was embarrassed but simply didn’t have the energy to even muster an excuse or attempt to cover himself. Finally, after a few more moments of panting, the fox caught his breath enough to answer the question the dragon had been silently asking.

 “The… the money’s… money’s on the table by the… the door.” he panted out between breaths. 

The dragon smirked, walking over to the indicated table and pocketed the small wad of cash sitting there. Then, he turned back to the fox. The now familiar size-changing device raised and aimed at the fox again. Another burst of green and, to Todd’s horror, he found himself shrinking again. Thankfully it stopped far sooner than he had feared, only losing about a half a foot or so of height. Then again, at only four feet tall he didn’t exactly have a lot to spare.

“Thanks, squirt. There’s a freebee for the road. Call me again anytime”

With that, the grinning dragon pulled the front door open and made his exit, leaving Todd alone, still riled up to the point one touch would have set him off yet too exhausted to even lift an arm to do so. He was so embarrassed about what he’d spent the last hour doing. He was even more embarrassed that he’d PAID the dragon for the privilege, paid someone to let him shrink to the size of an ant and worship them. He knew the dragon would have let him do it for free if he’d just asked, but something about actually paying Dragonien for the privilege just hit an extra marker for him he was embarrassed to admit. And of course the dragon had given him one for the road, knowing that the only way to get back to his normal height was to call the dragon and ask for it. Which he knew would require him to beg and get on the dragon’s good side, just because the dragon liked to tease him like that. At the end of the day though, he didn’t really mind. Even as he thought it he found himself blushing at the admittance. He would’ve called the dragon back anyway. 

Struggling to roll over enough to reach for where his phone had been dropped and slid under the couch, Todd quickly unlocked it and pulled up his contacts. Struggling to resist the urge to reach down and deal with the problem that was currently straining the fly of his pants, he pulled up Dragonien’s number and pressed call. The dragon probably wasn’t even a block away at this point, but Todd couldn’t wait and the dragon’s voice told Todd they were clearly amused by this.

“Yyyyesss?” Came Dragonien’s teasing, singsong voice.

For a moment, Todd couldn’t speak. Then he mustered his courage and pushed down his embarrassment long enough to answer. 

“I uh. I wanna schedule another session.”