Flower Feet Pics 4 - Teaser

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tags : fairy, giantess, growth, feet, gentle, cute, wholesome

What's the worst that could happen if you woke the local fairy out of her slumber?

FULL RELEASE :
September 30th

The story :

The Morning Glory wall. That's where they first met. The young man had been wandering through the forest the entire afternoon, looking for his fairy friend. They usually met at her tiny house nestled in a tree stump, but during his search, a vivid detail from their conversations was brought back to his mind : she loved sleeping inside those flowers specifically, their soothing perfume guiding her to the dreamland.

The wall was buzzing with life ; bees and butterflies all floating and drinking in harmony the delicate nectar. A lizard fled under the vine leaves as the boy examined inside each and every flower. That's when he found her, comfortably nestled inside of one. A tiny pair of glimmering wings covered her adorable silhouette like a blanket, her elegant silky legs and dainty bare feet peeking out from them.

Tom crouched delicately, observing the creature closer. He was half afraid to wake her up.
Tales of old and child stories warned about the fae kin, of their tricksey nature and magic. Rumors across the kindgom reported people disappearing for weeks, sometimes months every year, falling to a fairy's tricks. There used to be a local saying often told by elders, "not to land at the fairy's feet", emerging from an inns rumor, telling the bizarre day of a lumberjack who ended up shrunk at a fairy's feet.
Coincidentally, in the local folklore, it is said a fairy weilding size magic lives somewhere in the woods. But whether she's a tricksey one or a gentle spirit guarding the forest is still debated. Like many childrens growing up in countryside hamlets, Thomas was fascinated by those mysterious, charming creatures. A truth was waiting to be uncovered, and he wanted to find out for himself.

Anastasia was her name. She was different from all the fairies in warning tales - although still a bit tricksey like her kin, but oh so gentle and loving.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, she's my friend", he muttured out, trying to reason out his mind. Suddenly, the fairy woke up from her slumber and cried in surprise when seeing the giant face of the boy, looming in front of her flowery bed.

"Oh i-it's you, Tom-Tom~! Wait, for how long have you been staring at me sleeping?", she wondered, startled.

"Not long. I didn't want to wake you up", he answered reassuringly.

"You were looking for me weren't you? How did you find me?", she replied, still puzzled.

"I only know of one fairy who loves to sleep in Morning Glories", he chuckles. "I'd like to try out some day".

She nods to his proposal. A nap with a teeny tiny human. The thought left her giggling. Although she had shrunk a few humans before, she never considered going as far as sleeping with one. But now was different, they were good friends.

"You know what, why not today? But only after we're done with... you know..."

Thomas tilted his head in confusion, while his cheeks were slowly taking a shade of red.

"Come on silly, don't think I don't know why you've come find me", she teases. The fairy stretched her arms and legs, sitting delicately on the purple petal. She wiggled her feet and toes playfully, her gaze piercing through his with a hint of mischief. "You're here again to admire my dainty little soles aren't ya, hmm~? Something's telling me you crave to feel their softness against your cheeks once again", she added in a low sultry tone.

Thomas' face turned as red as a tomato, and his eyes immediately strayed from her. She read him like an open book, and she loved it.

"I wonder how small I'll turn you. Oh! What if I grew giant for once? It's been ages I haven't towered over the world! Either way... you'll have better access to my softies~", she giggled, a hand covering her mouth. Anastasia stood up delicately and stepped to the edge of the petal, one foot hanging in the air, ready to jump.

The flower shaked under her leap, and thus began her descent, spreading her gracious glowing wings in the fresh air of the wilds, mingling with the soothing fragrance wafting from the flowery wall. Tom took a few steps back, as he saw her tiny friend land in an instant at his feet.

Her wings flapped back and forth swiftly as she landed her delicate feet on the leaf of a forest weed. She took a look at her giant companion sweeping the ground with his gaze, trying to spot her. "Am I really that small for him not to see me?", she pouted out loud.
A smirk drew on her lips as she sprinkled fae dust around her, feeling excited in anticipation to her little magic trick. Then, words of a language unknown to man escaped from her soft lips like a secret formula.
All of a sudden, the tiny being began to float, enveloped in a shimmering glow, her form rapidly enlarging. She couldn't repress a soft moan, melting to the sensations of growing she hadn't felt for so long. In a dozen of seconds, her feet were already twice as large as the plant she stood on. She was already getting as tall as a human, and her head had reached the flower she napped in. And yet, she kept shooting ever upwards.

Thomas fell on his butt and crawled backwards upon seeing his tiny friend surging from the earth and rapidly enlarging into a giantess. He stared silently at the growing fae with deep fascination, his head craning up, watching as her gracious silouhette filled his field of view, expanding beyond the height of the wall and stopping at the nearby trees tops.
Anastasia opened her eyes and landed her feet on the soft grass, causing a light tremor. She sighed in relief, enjoying the long forgotten sensation of the tiny blades and leaves beneath her gigantic soles.
"Oh... this feels great~!", she let out in a warm giggle, her loud voice echoing around the woods. She deployed and flapped delicately her enormous wings as she spoke, sending a gust of fragrant wind sweeping the ground and Thomas. The boy squinted his eyes as the whirl blew right onto his face.

Anastasia covered her mouth right away, startled by how powerful she had just become.
Her attention was then drawn to the tiny figure in the grass, staring at her, seemingly hypnotized. She let out another giggle, though lower this time, melting to the sight of the tiny boy, stranded in front of her immensity. The winged giantess lowered herself, and carefully sat on the edge of her glorious wall, while adjusting her huge round glasses.

"Aww~ Can't believe your eyes, eh~? Come on, get on your feet little Tom", she cooed softly.
The young man admired the beauty of the giantess for a few more seconds, before lifting himself up again. He swipped the dust off his pants and stared back at the fairy with a shy grin. Yet, even to his full height, Anastasia remained massive and gorgeous, as if her gigantic size magnified her delicate beauty. Thomas couldn't help but notice a soft, soothing musk floating in the air ever since she grew.

The fairy stretched one huge leg towards her friend, her giant bare sole brushing against the greenery before lifting it just above Thomas, while her leg rested on her knee.
"Would you look at that! You're smaller than my footsie and my toes are bigger than your head~! How adorable!", she squealed in fascination. But amidst her chuckles, she noticed how shy he remained. Curious, she leaned a bit to the side and said : "Hey, you still haven't said a word! Are you always quiet around tall people, or did I cast a mute spell by mistake? You don't have to be so shy with me, you know~"

The young man swallowed hard, his body heating up, feeling dumb for being so shy in front of his giant friend. Thousands of thoughts bounced and crashed in his mind. So many words of both charm and arousal desperately wanted to escape from his mouth, as he stared in silence below this huge peach colored sole. This wasn't his first encounter with a giant fairy, but despite all, the situation was so surreal to him he barely knew how to act. And her wiggling teasing toes didn't help at all. His hands were shaking with desire. He wanted to touch.

"I-I'm just- happy...", he finally managed to mutter nervously.

"Aww~ Little Tom is happy to see his big fairy!", she squealed. Anastasia landed her foot back on the ground, and stood from the wall. She crouched in front of Thomas, watching him with tender eyes. "I see you shaking like a leaf. Can't wait to pamper my pretty feet, hm~?"
The giant fae sat on the ground and made herself comfortable. She leaned her back carefully against the ancient wall, and offered her giant bare soles to the boy, wiggling her toes in amusement.

"Come over foot boy, don't be shyy~! You can touch them if you want. They're soft, they're warm and lovely. All you love about feet, minus the stench~", she cooed invitingly.
Thomas kept trembling even more, taking baby steps as he approached the giant foot of the fairy. Hypnotized by the gracious dance of her toes, he managed to place his hand on the surface of her skin, not without struggles. His eyes spread to the sensations, as he carefully brushed his fingers and thumb against the smooth ball of her foot.
Thomas couldn't believe what he was sensing. Her skin was the silkiest texture he had ever experienced, perhaps even silkier than arcane-woven silk from the finest mage robes. Her sole was pure perfection : an enormous plush pillow below her toes, and an ocean of soft wrinkles waving down to her heels. Not a single imperfection.
A warmth so welcoming, mingled with the most heavenly fragrance he ever smelled ; it felt like home. All that sensory overload was too much to bear for his little head. Thomas wondered if this fairy wasn't a goddess in disguise being secretly worshiped. He had no clue these creatures were so perfect. So much indeed, he almost felt unworthy. Maybe all of it was just a dream formed out of his obsession for fairies.

A giant giggle boomed him back to reality, startling him a bit. "Completely mesmerized aren't ya? You've been tickling and staring at them feet for minutes. I wonder what's happening in that little head of yours right now~", whispered the fae above. Her toes twitched under the timid brush of fingers of the youg man. "They're soft aren't they, hm? That's one of the perks of always flying. My little piggies are always intact and breathing in all circumstances!"
Anastasia suddenly wrapped her little boy friend between her enormous feet, letting out a warm chuckle. "I bet you're never coming back to human female feet, right?", she teased, wiggling her toes around his torso.

She felt Thomas trembling in-between. Then, the young man wrapped his arms around her big toe and hugged his cheek against the plush appendage. "I love you, Ana", he whispered, a huge warm smile on his lips. Anastasia immediately metled to the adorable sight before her.

"Awwww~ You're such a softball Tom-Tom!", she squealed, feeling completely enamoured. The fae leaned in and picked the boy in her huge arms, giving him one giant cuddle, holding him close against one of her large breast. Thomas felt startled at first by her sudden initiative, but quickly felt at peace. He looked at the giant fairy with a loving gaze, struck by her contagious smile. She brought him closer to her huge full lips, lending in a enormous kiss all over his face. "I love you too~"
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Crickets were chanting between the clearing grass, and the air was carrying the unique scent of the early evening - the mossy, woody musk and the burnt wood aroma of nearby towns, as the sun was slowly setting in.

"Why are you so nice with me?", asked Thomas, gazing at Anastasia looming in front of him.
They were both shrunk and nestled together inside a Morning Glory, chattering peacefully.

"Because you're the nicest human I've ever met! You aren't like that jerk of a lumberjack I met a long time ago. That idiot came here stomping around, looking for new trees to chop down. He even started cutting the old elm, can you believe that!? I had to do something about it!
I like this tree a lot. I hibernate inside during winter and hide when it's raining", she told him.

"Apparently you shrunk him down at your feet, at least that's how the story goes", he replied, a knowing smirk drawing on his lips.

She laughed heartedly. "Oh I'm sure that jerk had quite some things to tell! I had my fun shrinking him and squishing him under my soles", said the fae, tapping her feet playfully against the petal as if reproducing the events.

"You're pretty famous around, you know. You gave birth to a local saying and sparked many rumors", he explained.

"A saying? How flattering~", she cooed, impressed.

"Careful not to land at the fairy's feet, we say to anyone wandering in these woods", he adds ending with a chuckle.

The fairy burst out of laughter. "Oh that's hilarious! You guys are pretty creative", she giggled.
"Well, seems like you did everything to land at my feet, didn't you?", she teased with a big smirk, showing off her peachy bare soles.

The boy felt his heart pounce in his chest to the marvelous pair before his eyes.
"No regrets so far", replied Thomas boldly, giving her back the same big smirk. They both burst out of laughter in unison.

"No one believed that guy though", resumed the boy, "and he became the laughing stock around town. I kind of feel bad for him. He may be rude but he's not an evil man. Dad knows him well".

"Well, I think he got was he deserved. At least, folks know I exist!", replied Anastasia, crossing her arms in defence.

"We already knew you existed before, from elders and local folklore. You only brought more attention to yourself with that trick", Thomas replied, poking her big toe with his foot.
She giggled soflty at his tiny touch. Even at her normal size, that fairy was enormous to him. Not that it bothered him anyways. That flower was just big enough to fit a fairy and a shrunken man, it seemed.

"And that's what piqued your interest in me, eh?", she poked back his chest with her toe.

"It gave me another reason to begin searching for you. I've always been fascinated by fairies. I've read so many tales and stories about your kind. But I never knew they could be so kind", admited the young man.

"My peers aren't all that nice, you know. Maybe I'm an exception", she wondered.

"You're clearly exceptional, Ana. I mean... you could be the biggest mischief of all with your magic!", he exclaims, stretching his arms upwards.

"I'm not the only one to wield size magic. Those who do can sometimes be quite cruel", she revealed in a lower tone. "Don't worry though, I wasn't too mean with the lumberjack. I just wanted to teach him a little lesson...", she said reassuringly. "My soles are too soft to hurt anyone anyways~".

Anastasia swiftly switched position, sitting cross-legged, watching over Thomas tenderly through her large round glasses. "I never thought I'd be friend with a human, heck, even less with a foot boy who loves feeling smaller than a fairy. I think it's cute!", she cooed teasingly.

The boy simply smiled and blushed in return, scratching the back of his head as his eyes strayed from embarassement. He let out a sigh of relief, meeting his gaze back with hers. "Thank you for accepting me as I am, Ana".

"I love that innocent trueness of yours, and your unquenchable curiosity for us fairies. My sweet softball~. You're as soft as my soles. I should start calling you Silky-Tom!", she goofed out joyfully.

Thomas gave himself a facepalm. "That's a ridiculous name!", his cry crumbling into a chuckle.

"Alright, alright! I was just poking you", she replied. The fairy yawned and stretched her arms, before leaning in and scooping him up in her arms. "I don't know about you, but I'm feeling eepy~!". The gentle fae layed against the petal, curling herself in a ball. Her delicate wings folded and wrapped both of them like a soft blanket, Thomas safely nestled against her chest, guarded by her arm.
"As promised, you're sleeping with a giant fairy tonight. Have sweet dreams, Silky-Tom~!", she whispered tenderly, brushing his hair with her large gracious fingers.
The soft scent of her skin and the musk emanating from the flower pistil soothed them rapidly into the dreamland.

Thomas kept his eyes open for a moment, feeling like the luckiest man in the world. Once again, he really wondered if it wasn't all just a dream. He thought it didn't matter much in the end.

Whether it was real or not, today was an experience he would never, ever forget.