Evangeline's evening (macro/micro story)

(Disclaimer; this story has some footplay and other kinks involved. Viewer discretion is advised.)

Evangeline made her way upstairs… with a tiny, muttering mouse held tightly in her hand. She opened her bedroom and slammed the door behind herself. The mouse continued to shift and wiggle in an attempt to get free, much to the cow’s irritation. She walked over to her dresser and pulled over a cage that sat on top. The mouse couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw it.

Evangeline wasted no time locking the mouse up. He rattled on the bars as the cow walked over to pull the blinds down on her window. She then sat on her bed, crossed her arms, and glared right at her tiny captive.

“You’re an idiot.” She said in a very angry idiot. “The thickest moron I’ve ever met.”

Pate’s ears drooped. “Why do you have to be like that, Evie?”

“You don’t to use my nickname.” She snapped. “Not after pulling a stunt like THAT.”

The mouse gulped as he clung to the bars. “I… I can explain, Evangeline. Really…”

“Uh-HUH.” Evangeline scowled. “Do tell. Enlighten me on why you thought it was a good idea to run RIGHT BY MY PA’S NEW HIRE.”

“Well, uh…” Pate fidgeted with his fingers. “I… I didn’t think he’d notice me?”

“He’s a security guard.” The cow yelled, trying not to get too loud. “It’s LITERALLY his job to notice things that are out of place! And you just trotted right on by him?”

“I… uh…” Pate shivered. “I’m sorry?”

“Oh, you’d better be.” Evangeline pointed an accusing finger at him. “Do you have any idea how angry Pa’s going to be for the next week? He probably thinks you were after his grain!”

“Err…” Pate grasped his hands and fidgeted with them. “I… I just…”

“And NOW, you’ve been caught.” Evangeline ran a hand along her face. “A former farmhand, looking like he’s out to steal from the grain silo… All because you didn’t think to just wait for me until the next morning.”

“I’m sorry, Evangeline.” Pate begged. “I know I messed up, but I can do better.”

“Hmph, it doesn’t matter…” The cow snorted. “Dad expects me to punish you the way all thieving micros are punished.”

The mouse’s eyes widened. “You… You’re not really going to…?”

“Oh, I’m considering it.” Evangeline licked her lips. “You always WERE cute enough to eat.”

The mouse shivered and rattled the bars. “N-No! Please! You can’t do that to ME?! After everything we’ve been through?!”

“Will you hush up?” Evangeline snapped. “That kind of blubbering is going to ANNOY ME into eating you.”

Pate squeaked and immediately clamped his jaws shut, though he still shivered in fear. Evangeline stood up from her bed and walked over, making the mouse back up against the far wall of the cage. The cow leaned down to lock eyes with Pate.

“I might just be willing to let you go free…” She said. “…if you’re willing to give a girl what she wants.”

Pate blinked in surprise, and Evangeline grinned. The cow opened up the cage and held out her hand as she gave him a commanding glare.

“I know YOU want it.” She continued. “You always WERE giving me that thirsty look.”

“Well…” Pate stepped closer. “Y-You’ll let me go afterward, right?”

“Maybe… if you do what I say.” The cow snorted. “But first, you’ve got a lot of work to do, Pate.”

“Okay.” The mouse gulped as he reluctantly stepped out onto her hand.

Evangeline returned to her bed. She sat herself down and placed the mouse down on the floor before her feet. Pate looked left and right as the cow lifted her feet up a bit.

“Start off with a foot rub.” Evangeline said. “My dogs have been barking all night.”

With a grimace, the mouse put his hands on the bottom of the cow’s left foot to get to work.

The massage went on for a few minutes. Evangeline kept her eyes on Pate at all times as he dug his fingers into every square inch. She sighed quietly here and there as he worked out some tension in a few specific locations. The mouse blushed slightly every time; they were both very much aware that he really liked feeling around down there. And once he was done with the left foot, he walked over to the right foot to do much of the same stuff.

“Don’t forget to lick them.” Evangeline commanded.

“L-Lick them?” He asked in shock.

“You heard me.” The cow crossed her arms. “Get to licking, mousie.”

Pate gulped and licked at his lips. A moment later, he finally worked up the courage to press his tongue against the bottom of her feet.

Evangeline sighed and leaned her head back; she’d already gone through the trouble of washing off her feet for the night, so he was lucky that they were already clean. She briefly considered having him clean something else… but she shook her head; this was nice and enjoyable enough at the moment.

After about five minutes, Pate fell back from the cow’s feet and grimaced. He spat a bit and groaned as he tried to get the taste out of his mouth. Evangeline shifted her feet away and wiggled her toes in satisfaction.

“Good work, mousie…” She grinned. “Good to know that silver tongue of yours has other uses.”

“Very funny…” The mouse spat again. “Ugh, I can still taste soap.”

“Now…” Evangeline raised an eyebrow. “What should I do with you next?”

“You could let me go.” Pate clasped his hands together. “Just… toss me out, threaten to squish me if I ever come back, and tell your pa that you dealt with me.”

“Now, why would I go and do something like that?” She asked cheekily. “I like having you around, you know, even if you can be a big idiot sometimes.”

“So…” Pate’s ears shook a bit. “What… What are you going to do with me?”

“Oh, I think I’ve got an idea…” The cow chuckled as she reached down to pluck the mouse up by his back.

Evangeline used her free hand to reach around for the back of her jeans. She grasped the fabric and pulled them back, along with part of her undergarments. The cow then swung Pate around and gave him a good look down it, right at her rear. He gasped in surprise as Evangeline let go, plopping him right between her cheeks. She then let go of the fabric, trapping the mouse in warm darkness.

Right away Pate wriggled around in a slight panic. He might have really enjoyed being so close to Evangeline’s rear… if it didn’t mean being pressed so tightly up against them. And that was only the beginning; the cow grasped the sides of her jeans and hiked them up as high as she could.

There were a few surprised squeaks as Pate was shoved up even higher. Evangeline gasped and stuck her tongue out as ripples of delight washed over her body. She had to stop herself from letting out a naughty little moo. So instead, she took a deep breath and sat herself down on the edge of her bed, trapping the mouse even more.

“Ahhh…” Evangeline panted quietly; she traced a finger delicately along her frame as the pleasure continued. Every little movement Pate made just sent more and more delight through the cow. She did her best to keep herself calm, until eventually Pate finally stopped moving.

“Enjoy your stay, little mousie.” Evangeline snickered. “You’re going to be keeping me company for the rest of the night. And in the morning… well, I guess we’ll just have to see what happens.”

The cow shifted to lay out flat on her bed, with her arms behind her head. She sighed happily as she felt a few stray ripples of delight wash over her. Damn, he felt good in there. And she had a feeling that, though he wouldn’t admit it out loud… Pate was happy to be there, too.

Sadly, she couldn’t keep him around indefinitely; her father would definitely ask about what she’d done with the little sneak-thief. It was a shame; he wasn’t trying to STEAL the key to the grain silo… but return it.

Evangeline just sighed; there’d really be no explaining the full story to her Pa without him having a fit. This was a real mess; had that sweet fox not seen the mouse, Pate would have snuck by, and everything would have been just fine. Granted, she had to applaud Fred for doing a good job at, well, his job. Honestly, this whole thing had become a mess now.

Maybe I’ll just have to try and explain things to Frederick… She thought. But that can wait… after all, there’s more fun to be had with this dumb little mouse.