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She had slammed her fists against it multiple times, seeing if she could leave so much as a crack in it, but nothing ever broke. Even the most powerful of her spells didn’t leave so much as a smear on the clear surface.\n\nShe paced back and forth in her purple robes, the long silk running all the way down to her heels as she walked from one side of her clear cell to the other. She pulled it tighter and tighter around her, hiding herself from view. Not that there was anyone watching, but it was habit, at this point.\n\n[i]I won’t be like that...I won’t…[/i]\n\nYet, the rabbit had been fooled by the sorceress already, and she could already feel the urge to ‘punish’ the dragons for not believing her. She still had a great deal of magic at her disposal, and she could use that in a very…\n\nWell, it would be bad for her, and bad for those that she was angry at. That was all that needed saying.\n\nHer bare feet would have kicked up dust if she was anywhere else, but this prison kept her from touching the ground, kept her from touching anything but the near-frictionless clear surfaces that surrounded her on all sides. Bianca kept poking at it, not-quite believing that the dragons had anything like this, swearing that this had to be something that they had stolen from someone else.\n\nShe had been left alone for...how long now? Three hours? Six? Her transparent cell was in another, bigger room made of stone, and there was nothing to it but a door on the far side. She didn’t know what they wanted, didn’t know what they would do to her, but she knew that she was here to stay until they were done.\n\nEventually, someone opened the door on the far side. Light came through, and she wondered if it was light from the same day she was captured or from the day after. It closed almost immediately, and several large dragons walked in, looking down at her. She didn’t quite sneer, but the instinct was there.\n\nThey must have seen that, too. They sighed, and one of them, a large green and yellow dragon, pointed to the glass wall between her and them.\n\n“Come here.”\n\nShe did as she was told, stepping forward until she could rest her hands against the glass barrier. The dragon shook his head.\n\n“No, come here and sit down.”\n\n“Why?”\n\n“If you wish to prove that you are harmless, then do as you’re told.”\n\nThe rabbit didn’t like the sound of that, but nodded, slowly seating herself. The dragons nodded.\n\n“Now, extend your legs.”\n\n“Why?” she asked again.\n\n“I said, do as you’re told.”\n\n“...Fine.”\n\nShe slowly pushed her legs out, exposing her soles with a bit of a blush. The rabbit had never quite been able to find boots or any other sort of footwear for her feet. They had never been the right size for the commonly available things, which meant that she had the shame of going around barefoot all the time. It also meant that she’d needed to spend a lot of time washing her feet at the end of the day if she didn’t have the magical energy to spend on making sure that her feet stayed clean.\n\n[i]The amount of potions and lotions and ointments that I’ve used on them…[/i]\n\nShe pressed her feet against the glass, and the dragons drew a circle around them on the other side of the cell. Suddenly, her feet pressed through to the other side. Bianca gasped as the dragons grabbed her by the ankles, pulling her feet out by a little way. She tried to sit up, to say something, but the dragons drew on the glass again, and they sealed tightly around her ankles.\n\n“What are you doing? What is this?”\n\nThe dragons looked at each other, then down at her. Or rather, down at her feet. Bianca blushed, the rabbit trying to curl her toes a bit to try and protect her feet from their stares, but it was rather hard. She blushed, feeling their eyes watching her curling toes, her wrinkling soles, everything. She tried to pull her toes up again, but even that seemed to hold their attention.\n\nFinally, the green and yellow one smiled.\n\n“Well, it seems that Spyro was right. She cares a lot about her feet.”\n\n“What are you talking about? What did that runt tell you?” she asked.\n\n“He told us how much you tended to them, how much you would avoid letting him see your feet. You’re embarrassed by them, aren’t you?”\n\n“I…”\n\n“You can’t focus,” the dragon said. “He told us that whenever he breathed fire at your feet, whenever he pushed you or focused on them, you would lose [i]your[/i] focus because you were too busy trying to hide them.”\n\n“W-what’s your point?” she asked, blushing worse.\n\n“The point is, we are going to train you. We are going to train you to stop thinking of your magic, and start thinking of your feet. All. The. Time.”\n\nIt sounded like something utterly ridiculous, but at the same time, Bianca couldn’t help but blush as she imagined what that might involve. She had kept her feet covered with her robe for so long, and she had done her best to not let anyone see her running around barefoot. It wasn’t dignified for a lady, wasn’t the sort of thing that someone like her should have been doing.\n\nAnd the way that the dragons continued to stare at her feet, intentionally, teasingly, made her want to hide...and it made her feel embarrassed and excited at the same time.\n\nOne of them reached out, dragging a claw along the bottom of her foot, and she yelped, half-giggling, half-moaning at the touch. The second dragon, red and blue in color, shook his head with a chuckle.\n\n“I didn’t expect them to be that smooth,” he admitted.\n\n“Are they as soft as they look?” the green and yellow one asked.\n\n“I think even softer.”\n\n“Let me see.”\n\nThe dragons both took a foot each, and started rubbing her soles. Bianca had never had someone doing something like this to her before, and the rabbit’s eyes closed tight, her cheeks burning hotter than the sun.\n\n[i]Oh god, oh god, oh god…[/i]\n\nIt was soft and gentle, yes, but the fact that other people were touching something that she had kept hidden and private for so long just blew her mind. The rabbit mage kept whimpering, biting her lip, trying not to look at where her feet were pressed through the glass. The dragons kept stroking their clawed fingers along the bottom of her feet, and they kept talking about her soles.\n\n“They’re rather big, aren’t they?”\n\n“She’s a rabbit. I doubt that she’s ever had someone see them this close up.”\n\n“They’re long, smooth. I wonder if she’s ever used them for something naughty.”\n\n“By the time that we’re done training her, she will be eager for that.”\n\n“Look how red her cheeks are.”\n\n“She’s definitely getting into this. If she didn’t have a foot fetish before, I bet she has one now.”\n\nShe was definitely getting something like one, despite herself. She covered her face, trying to hide her embarrassment from the dragons, but she knew that ship had long since sailed. There was no way that they didn’t know what they were doing to her, how they were making her feel. Her entire body felt warm to the touch, and she didn’t know she was going to get out of this one.\n\nEventually, the dragons pulled their hands away, almost like they knew that they had to stop here. She almost didn’t want them to, her toes curling as they stepped away. The green and yellow one smiled.\n\n“Don’t worry. We’ll be back, and we’ll have plenty more toys for this, then.”\n\n“W-wait, what do you mean?!”\n\nThey didn’t answer her. Instead, they walked out, leaving her with her feet still embarrassingly on display, her soles starting to dampen from just how hot she felt in her core. She tried to pull them back, but no. They were forced out, forced into a place where anyone could see her long, smooth, bare feet.\n\n[i]Mmmph...stop thinking about that…[/i]\n\nBut she couldn’t. Ladies weren’t supposed to be showing off like this. Ladies were supposed to be nicely covered, nicely hidden. They weren’t supposed to be like this.\n\nThey weren’t supposed to [i]enjoy[/i] it when someone else put them into a position like this, either.\n\n[i]Oh god, oh god, oh god.[/i]\n\n#\n\nBianca wasn’t sure how much time passed between the dragons leaving and new ones coming in. These ones wore masks, though, and long robes, almost like the egg thieves that she had used in the past. They walked in, kneeling down by her feet. She could see their eyes through the holes in the masks, and she blushed every time that she caught them staring at her feet.\n\n“Such big feet should be more sensitive, don’t you think?” one dragon asked another.\n\n“Yeah, I think she should be moaning just from touching them.”\n\n“Or from having one of us touch ‘em?”\n\n“Heh, yeah. Let’s see how much she likes this.”\n\n“Please, please, a little mercy. Let me have them on my side, please, just for a little bi-iiiiiit!”\n\nShe arched her back off the floor as one of the dragons leaned in, dragging a forked tongue along the bottom of her foot. It was so much more than she expected, and a hell of a lot more potent than anything that she had done to herself before. As the rabbit squirmed, trying and failing to catch the dragon’s tongue with her toes to stop it from doing that same trick again, the other one leaned in and attacked her other foot.\n\n“Ah! Ah, ah, please, ha, please, mmph!”\n\nShe gasped, biting off little moans and tiny giggles that came from their tongues dancing along her soles. They traced wet lines from her heels all the way to her toes, dragging their forked tips just under her toes where she couldn’t grab them. They almost tickled, but the embarrassment of her feet being played with like that when she couldn’t move them kept her from giggling from it.\n\nThe dragons seemed to take something from it, too, as they pulled their heads back, nodding to each other. They reached for something, some vials, and they uncorked them in unison.\n\n“What...what are those?” Bianca asked, still struggling to catch her breath.\n\n“Potions to ensure that your feet are nice and sensitive,” one of the dragons said, pouring his over her toes and gently running it along the top of her foot. Blue lines of liquid ran between her digits, and then along the bottom of her sole, as well as over and along the sides of it, looking almost like magical chains. “After all, if you keep thinking of your feet, you can’t think of your magic, can you?”\n\n“Oh gods, this is - you can’t, please! I could be a great mage. Please, you can’t do this to my feet!”\n\n“Too late, little one,” the other dragon said. “It’s already done.”\n\nThey tossed the discarded potion vials away, setting to rubbing her feet gently. The touch of their clawed fingers sent lightning strikes of pleasure through her, and the rabbit kept arching her back, curling her toes, biting her tongue as she tried to keep the sounds from escaping her mouth. She could feel certain parts getting very wet, very slick between her legs, and she didn’t want to think about that.\n\n[i]Oh, my feet. My feet, my feet feel so good. Oh, my god, my feet are so wet and soft and - oh my GOOO-[/i]\n\n“OOOOOOOOOD!”\n\nShe moaned as they started kissing her toes again, each of them sucking on her big toes. The rabbit almost came right then and there, her entire body shaking from head to toe at the intense feelings rippling through her, unable to believe what was going on.\n\nBianca almost thrust her feet forward, and would have if the glass hadn’t kept her pinned right there. She whimpered, biting her lips as the dragons chuckled, pulling their hands back and then their heads. The soft touch of their tongues between her toes faded, and the rabbit hissed to herself.\n\nShe had been so close, so very close to cumming for their tongues on her feet, and she still couldn’t believe how close she’d come to losing all control of herself. This was embarrassing. This was [i]wrong.[/i]\n\n“We’ll return later, little one,” one of them said as they got to their feet. “Until then, imagine how much fun we’re going to have later.”\n\n“Mmmph...mmmph…”\n\nBianca managed to not call them back, though it was a near thing. Instead, she stared after them as they left, keeping her lips shut by pure force of will. Her toes curled, her feet feeling all the more sensitive when the dragons opened the door and a small puff of wind followed. She felt the caress of the breeze against her soles, between her toes, and she fought the arousal that came with it.\n\nWhen they were gone, she opened her robes, running her fingers down between her legs. She wanted to deal with this before anyone realized what they’d done to her, but at the same time…\n\n[i]My feet…[/i]\n\nIt was getting harder and harder to not think of her feet as something naughty, as something dirty and something to enjoy being played with. She blushed as she looked through the glass at the top of her feet, at the way that her toes curled so cutely. She imagined, almost against her will, one of the dragons pushing her feet together and using them to...to…\n\n[i]Mmmph...I don’t...I don’t want to…[/i]\n\nBut at the same time, she’d kinda like it if they did just take charge. Take the decision out of her hands, use her feet -\n\n[i]My pretty feet.[/i]\n\nHer pretty feet to gratify themselves, to grind and rub on. If tongues were feeling that good now, what would further treatment do to her? What would it make her think? What would it make her want?\n\n[i]My pretty feet, covered in their spit, covered in their...their seed…[/i]\n\nHer toes curled and her pussy clenched at the thought of really getting used that way, of her feet becoming dragon toys, of having a number of dragon admirers that would come in again and again just to look at her feet and enjoy them. It was...intense, to put it mildly, and she almost came right then and there as she rubbed herself.\n\n[i]No, no, I don’t want...I want to think of...of...of…[/i]\n\n#\n\nDays passed, and then weeks. The rabbit was kept in the cell for long lengths of time, occasionally allowed out for other necessities, but no more than that. Bianca was approached by dragon after dragon, each one either with a potion for her feet, a spell for her soles, or words for her ears...regarding her feet, of course. She heard more about how beautiful her feet were every day than she had heard up to that point in her life, every day.\n\nHer mind started to shift, her shame slowly fading into something that resembled pride. She still didn’t know how to feel about her feet being pushed out for the public, but she no longer felt so embarrassed about it. She started to smile when the dragons talked about how soft and cute her feet were, and when they asked if she wanted them to touch them, she started to say yes. At first, nervously, but as time went on, with more and more of a grin on her face when she made the request.\n\nAfter the first time that she offered her feet for a footjob, the dragons finally gave her permission to leave the cube properly. They even offered her a new robe, since her old one had started to get a bit messy and damp in the crotch. Bianca accepted it all with gratitude.\n\nBut when it came time for her to leave, they stopped her. The rabbit cocked her head to the side in confusion, trying to understand.\n\nThe green and yellow dragon from the first day stepped forward, holding a pair of toe rings and a pair of anklets. The former were gold, and the latter were silver with a gold band around them. He held them out to her, and she slowly took them, her eyebrows still raised in curiosity.\n\n“If you want to prove to us that you are properly reformed, you will wear these,” he said. “Your robe is already short enough that you’ll have to show your feet, but these will keep you focused on them. The rings will protect them, so that you’ll never have to worry about them getting dirty, and the anklets will...heh, well, you’ll see.”\n\n“...”\n\n“Or we can put you back in the box.”\n\nShe looked down at the rings and anklets. Once, she never would have considered decorating her feet. It was such an unladylike idea, something that no proper woman would do.\n\nBut was she still a proper woman?\n\n[i]No. I’m not.[/i]\n\nSo, with a smile, she lifted one foot and slid the ring on her big toe. She felt the tingling of the magic running through her foot, followed by the slight shock of it syncing up with her. 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Bianca had been caught before she could prove that she was sorry for what she had done, and the dragons had every intention to make her pay for her crimes. The rabbit’s powers were, for all that they were immature, quite strong, and the dragons knew that they had to make her learn to avoid any evil acts in the future.
How they were going to do that, the rabbit didn’t know. All she knew was that she had been bound inside of a clear box, one that was impenetrable to her magics, and one that refused to allow her to leave. She had slammed her fists against it multiple times, seeing if she could leave so much as a crack in it, but nothing ever broke. Even the most powerful of her spells didn’t leave so much as a smear on the clear surface.
She paced back and forth in her purple robes, the long silk running all the way down to her heels as she walked from one side of her clear cell to the other. She pulled it tighter and tighter around her, hiding herself from view. Not that there was anyone watching, but it was habit, at this point.
I won’t be like that...I won’t…
Yet, the rabbit had been fooled by the sorceress already, and she could already feel the urge to ‘punish’ the dragons for not believing her. She still had a great deal of magic at her disposal, and she could use that in a very…
Well, it would be bad for her, and bad for those that she was angry at. That was all that needed saying.
Her bare feet would have kicked up dust if she was anywhere else, but this prison kept her from touching the ground, kept her from touching anything but the near-frictionless clear surfaces that surrounded her on all sides. Bianca kept poking at it, not-quite believing that the dragons had anything like this, swearing that this had to be something that they had stolen from someone else.
She had been left alone for...how long now? Three hours? Six? Her transparent cell was in another, bigger room made of stone, and there was nothing to it but a door on the far side. She didn’t know what they wanted, didn’t know what they would do to her, but she knew that she was here to stay until they were done.
Eventually, someone opened the door on the far side. Light came through, and she wondered if it was light from the same day she was captured or from the day after. It closed almost immediately, and several large dragons walked in, looking down at her. She didn’t quite sneer, but the instinct was there.
They must have seen that, too. They sighed, and one of them, a large green and yellow dragon, pointed to the glass wall between her and them.
“Come here.”
She did as she was told, stepping forward until she could rest her hands against the glass barrier. The dragon shook his head.
“No, come here and sit down.”
“Why?”
“If you wish to prove that you are harmless, then do as you’re told.”
The rabbit didn’t like the sound of that, but nodded, slowly seating herself. The dragons nodded.
“Now, extend your legs.”
“Why?” she asked again.
“I said, do as you’re told.”
“...Fine.”
She slowly pushed her legs out, exposing her soles with a bit of a blush. The rabbit had never quite been able to find boots or any other sort of footwear for her feet. They had never been the right size for the commonly available things, which meant that she had the shame of going around barefoot all the time. It also meant that she’d needed to spend a lot of time washing her feet at the end of the day if she didn’t have the magical energy to spend on making sure that her feet stayed clean.
The amount of potions and lotions and ointments that I’ve used on them…
She pressed her feet against the glass, and the dragons drew a circle around them on the other side of the cell. Suddenly, her feet pressed through to the other side. Bianca gasped as the dragons grabbed her by the ankles, pulling her feet out by a little way. She tried to sit up, to say something, but the dragons drew on the glass again, and they sealed tightly around her ankles.
“What are you doing? What is this?”
The dragons looked at each other, then down at her. Or rather, down at her feet. Bianca blushed, the rabbit trying to curl her toes a bit to try and protect her feet from their stares, but it was rather hard. She blushed, feeling their eyes watching her curling toes, her wrinkling soles, everything. She tried to pull her toes up again, but even that seemed to hold their attention.
Finally, the green and yellow one smiled.
“Well, it seems that Spyro was right. She cares a lot about her feet.”
“What are you talking about? What did that runt tell you?” she asked.
“He told us how much you tended to them, how much you would avoid letting him see your feet. You’re embarrassed by them, aren’t you?”
“I…”
“You can’t focus,” the dragon said. “He told us that whenever he breathed fire at your feet, whenever he pushed you or focused on them, you would lose your focus because you were too busy trying to hide them.”
“W-what’s your point?” she asked, blushing worse.
“The point is, we are going to train you. We are going to train you to stop thinking of your magic, and start thinking of your feet. All. The. Time.”
It sounded like something utterly ridiculous, but at the same time, Bianca couldn’t help but blush as she imagined what that might involve. She had kept her feet covered with her robe for so long, and she had done her best to not let anyone see her running around barefoot. It wasn’t dignified for a lady, wasn’t the sort of thing that someone like her should have been doing.
And the way that the dragons continued to stare at her feet, intentionally, teasingly, made her want to hide...and it made her feel embarrassed and excited at the same time.
One of them reached out, dragging a claw along the bottom of her foot, and she yelped, half-giggling, half-moaning at the touch. The second dragon, red and blue in color, shook his head with a chuckle.
“I didn’t expect them to be that smooth,” he admitted.
“Are they as soft as they look?” the green and yellow one asked.
“I think even softer.”
“Let me see.”
The dragons both took a foot each, and started rubbing her soles. Bianca had never had someone doing something like this to her before, and the rabbit’s eyes closed tight, her cheeks burning hotter than the sun.
Oh god, oh god, oh god…
It was soft and gentle, yes, but the fact that other people were touching something that she had kept hidden and private for so long just blew her mind. The rabbit mage kept whimpering, biting her lip, trying not to look at where her feet were pressed through the glass. The dragons kept stroking their clawed fingers along the bottom of her feet, and they kept talking about her soles.
“They’re rather big, aren’t they?”
“She’s a rabbit. I doubt that she’s ever had someone see them this close up.”
“They’re long, smooth. I wonder if she’s ever used them for something naughty.”
“By the time that we’re done training her, she will be eager for that.”
“Look how red her cheeks are.”
“She’s definitely getting into this. If she didn’t have a foot fetish before, I bet she has one now.”
She was definitely getting something like one, despite herself. She covered her face, trying to hide her embarrassment from the dragons, but she knew that ship had long since sailed. There was no way that they didn’t know what they were doing to her, how they were making her feel. Her entire body felt warm to the touch, and she didn’t know she was going to get out of this one.
Eventually, the dragons pulled their hands away, almost like they knew that they had to stop here. She almost didn’t want them to, her toes curling as they stepped away. The green and yellow one smiled.
“Don’t worry. We’ll be back, and we’ll have plenty more toys for this, then.”
“W-wait, what do you mean?!”
They didn’t answer her. Instead, they walked out, leaving her with her feet still embarrassingly on display, her soles starting to dampen from just how hot she felt in her core. She tried to pull them back, but no. They were forced out, forced into a place where anyone could see her long, smooth, bare feet.
Mmmph...stop thinking about that…
But she couldn’t. Ladies weren’t supposed to be showing off like this. Ladies were supposed to be nicely covered, nicely hidden. They weren’t supposed to be like this.
They weren’t supposed to enjoy it when someone else put them into a position like this, either.
Oh god, oh god, oh god.
#
Bianca wasn’t sure how much time passed between the dragons leaving and new ones coming in. These ones wore masks, though, and long robes, almost like the egg thieves that she had used in the past. They walked in, kneeling down by her feet. She could see their eyes through the holes in the masks, and she blushed every time that she caught them staring at her feet.
“Such big feet should be more sensitive, don’t you think?” one dragon asked another.
“Yeah, I think she should be moaning just from touching them.”
“Or from having one of us touch ‘em?”
“Heh, yeah. Let’s see how much she likes this.”
“Please, please, a little mercy. Let me have them on my side, please, just for a little bi-iiiiiit!”
She arched her back off the floor as one of the dragons leaned in, dragging a forked tongue along the bottom of her foot. It was so much more than she expected, and a hell of a lot more potent than anything that she had done to herself before. As the rabbit squirmed, trying and failing to catch the dragon’s tongue with her toes to stop it from doing that same trick again, the other one leaned in and attacked her other foot.
“Ah! Ah, ah, please, ha, please, mmph!”
She gasped, biting off little moans and tiny giggles that came from their tongues dancing along her soles. They traced wet lines from her heels all the way to her toes, dragging their forked tips just under her toes where she couldn’t grab them. They almost tickled, but the embarrassment of her feet being played with like that when she couldn’t move them kept her from giggling from it.
The dragons seemed to take something from it, too, as they pulled their heads back, nodding to each other. They reached for something, some vials, and they uncorked them in unison.
“What...what are those?” Bianca asked, still struggling to catch her breath.
“Potions to ensure that your feet are nice and sensitive,” one of the dragons said, pouring his over her toes and gently running it along the top of her foot. Blue lines of liquid ran between her digits, and then along the bottom of her sole, as well as over and along the sides of it, looking almost like magical chains. “After all, if you keep thinking of your feet, you can’t think of your magic, can you?”
“Oh gods, this is - you can’t, please! I could be a great mage. Please, you can’t do this to my feet!”
“Too late, little one,” the other dragon said. “It’s already done.”
They tossed the discarded potion vials away, setting to rubbing her feet gently. The touch of their clawed fingers sent lightning strikes of pleasure through her, and the rabbit kept arching her back, curling her toes, biting her tongue as she tried to keep the sounds from escaping her mouth. She could feel certain parts getting very wet, very slick between her legs, and she didn’t want to think about that.
Oh, my feet. My feet, my feet feel so good. Oh, my god, my feet are so wet and soft and - oh my GOOO-
“OOOOOOOOOD!”
She moaned as they started kissing her toes again, each of them sucking on her big toes. The rabbit almost came right then and there, her entire body shaking from head to toe at the intense feelings rippling through her, unable to believe what was going on.
Bianca almost thrust her feet forward, and would have if the glass hadn’t kept her pinned right there. She whimpered, biting her lips as the dragons chuckled, pulling their hands back and then their heads. The soft touch of their tongues between her toes faded, and the rabbit hissed to herself.
She had been so close, so very close to cumming for their tongues on her feet, and she still couldn’t believe how close she’d come to losing all control of herself. This was embarrassing. This was wrong.
“We’ll return later, little one,” one of them said as they got to their feet. “Until then, imagine how much fun we’re going to have later.”
“Mmmph...mmmph…”
Bianca managed to not call them back, though it was a near thing. Instead, she stared after them as they left, keeping her lips shut by pure force of will. Her toes curled, her feet feeling all the more sensitive when the dragons opened the door and a small puff of wind followed. She felt the caress of the breeze against her soles, between her toes, and she fought the arousal that came with it.
When they were gone, she opened her robes, running her fingers down between her legs. She wanted to deal with this before anyone realized what they’d done to her, but at the same time…
My feet…
It was getting harder and harder to not think of her feet as something naughty, as something dirty and something to enjoy being played with. She blushed as she looked through the glass at the top of her feet, at the way that her toes curled so cutely. She imagined, almost against her will, one of the dragons pushing her feet together and using them to...to…
Mmmph...I don’t...I don’t want to…
But at the same time, she’d kinda like it if they did just take charge. Take the decision out of her hands, use her feet -
My pretty feet.
Her pretty feet to gratify themselves, to grind and rub on. If tongues were feeling that good now, what would further treatment do to her? What would it make her think? What would it make her want?
My pretty feet, covered in their spit, covered in their...their seed…
Her toes curled and her pussy clenched at the thought of really getting used that way, of her feet becoming dragon toys, of having a number of dragon admirers that would come in again and again just to look at her feet and enjoy them. It was...intense, to put it mildly, and she almost came right then and there as she rubbed herself.
No, no, I don’t want...I want to think of...of...of…
#
Days passed, and then weeks. The rabbit was kept in the cell for long lengths of time, occasionally allowed out for other necessities, but no more than that. Bianca was approached by dragon after dragon, each one either with a potion for her feet, a spell for her soles, or words for her ears...regarding her feet, of course. She heard more about how beautiful her feet were every day than she had heard up to that point in her life, every day.
Her mind started to shift, her shame slowly fading into something that resembled pride. She still didn’t know how to feel about her feet being pushed out for the public, but she no longer felt so embarrassed about it. She started to smile when the dragons talked about how soft and cute her feet were, and when they asked if she wanted them to touch them, she started to say yes. At first, nervously, but as time went on, with more and more of a grin on her face when she made the request.
After the first time that she offered her feet for a footjob, the dragons finally gave her permission to leave the cube properly. They even offered her a new robe, since her old one had started to get a bit messy and damp in the crotch. Bianca accepted it all with gratitude.
But when it came time for her to leave, they stopped her. The rabbit cocked her head to the side in confusion, trying to understand.
The green and yellow dragon from the first day stepped forward, holding a pair of toe rings and a pair of anklets. The former were gold, and the latter were silver with a gold band around them. He held them out to her, and she slowly took them, her eyebrows still raised in curiosity.
“If you want to prove to us that you are properly reformed, you will wear these,” he said. “Your robe is already short enough that you’ll have to show your feet, but these will keep you focused on them. The rings will protect them, so that you’ll never have to worry about them getting dirty, and the anklets will...heh, well, you’ll see.”
“...”
“Or we can put you back in the box.”
She looked down at the rings and anklets. Once, she never would have considered decorating her feet. It was such an unladylike idea, something that no proper woman would do.
But was she still a proper woman?
No. I’m not.
So, with a smile, she lifted one foot and slid the ring on her big toe. She felt the tingling of the magic running through her foot, followed by the slight shock of it syncing up with her. The anklet, on the other hand -
“Ooooh…”
The purple-robed rabbit moaned as she felt the soft stroke of fingers, tongues, and...and maybe something slightly naughtier along the bottom of her foot. There was nothing there, but the phantom feelings followed regardless. She blushed, curling her toes a little too happily, her cheeks burning.
“Oh my…”
“So you never forget.”
“I won’t...not with that.”
“Now...the other set.”
She nodded, sliding them on as the dragons watched, and despite everything, despite everything that she had been, she enjoyed the audience. She felt…
Sexy. A sexy rabbit with sexy feet. For the first time in her life, magic was the furthest thing from her mind, and she was actually okay with that.
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