Tannim's Valentine Surprise
by tannim
February 15, 2010

	Tannim climbed in through the window.  Nobody was home, nobody saw him, nobody saw his big brown package from parts unlabeled.  Soon he thought as he pulled the object from the box.  

	The dragon stripped down, the pants and t-shirt he work tossed into the box, the big boots he simply set on the rest.  Yes, this would be quite a nice valentine surprise.  He wandered around the room, not really noticing everything in it wasn't quite what he'd expected.  More pink and all that.  His balls drug along the floor behind at the end of his long scrotum.  His tail swished above them.  He avoided the center of the room, and was glad that the bed was in the corner instead of in his way.

	His muzzle lifted up when he heard the door and he hurried to his surprise.  Waiting until the footsteps were definitely coming to the door he made a silly face as he stepped into something soft and squishy with his right foot.  He carefully rested his left foot on top of its twin, smirking to himself as he felt more sticky stuff against the toes.  The rest of his left foot stayed clean though... as clean as possible after a hot day sweating in his boots.

	The doorknob turned.  Tannim tucked his cock between his legs, tapped his balls just a bit behind him more, and stretched his arms behind him.  He gripped his hands together and leaned forward, his chest staying up as much as possible while bending as far forward as he could.  The position gave a cute inviting "Precious" look to the dragon as he smiled and peered at the doorway through his glasses.

	The door opened.  A cute pink furry Mew walked through the door.  It stopped when it, when he, saw Tannim.  The large eyes ran up the dragon, then back down to the large heart shaped cake the dragon was standing in.   Both of the mew's eyes glittered and he clapped.

	"Meep! Oh, goody. Don't move!, I'll be right back! Yay!" Meepy ran around the room, grabbing things too fast for Tannim to see.

	Tannim stared in horror and muttered to himself. "Oh, Shit.  This isn't Donamer's house..."

	He opened his mouth to apologize, feeling quite embarrassed, ok, not really THAT embarrassed, but stopped when he saw Meep come back.  The Mew had changed quite a bit.  He had put on a wig with golden curls on his head.  His small body was covered in a very exotic princess dress, with rather low cut cleavage.  His feet were in high heeled shoes that were completely impractical for anything and had never been worn by anything other than a fantasy princess.  He had clip on ear rings on his big ears, his tail sparkled with glitter and a loose tail ring.

	The mew bowed and giggled then, faking a girlish voice.  "Hello, sir dragon, I am Princess Meep!" He... SHE looked down at Tannim's feet in the cake and crouched lower, a short trip for the short girlish mew. "Why, are these for ME? I love licking gallant dragon feet."

	She crawled forward, getting Tannim's goopy cream onto her dress, before pushing her muzzle forward and slipping her tongue between the toes on Tannim's right foot.  All the dragon could do was stare.  His mouth opened and shut, but no words or sound came out.  The site was too unexpected and, he rather enjoyed feeling the tongue dragging between his toe cleavage. He stumbled back as Meep pushed against his left foot with his nose and sniffed deeply at the sweaty fragrance.

	"Mmm... such a nice scent.  Sweaty and dusty with a strong HINT of musk.  Just right!" Princess Meep watched him fall on his butt with both legs in the air and she knelt in the cake to lick the icing and crumbs from his right foot.

	Tannim finally managed to get his shock under control and scooted back, though she just followed him. "Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I thought this was my friend Donamer's house.  This was meant for him!  Would you PLEASE stop licking my foot?  It's most... well, pleasant really, but I'm saving that!"

	Princess Meep gripped his ankle and looked up at him as she pulled it to her flat pink furred chest.  "But... this... this isn't for ME?" Her eyes welled up with tears as she swiveled her gaze to the cake, to the dragon's balls resting next to her knees at the end of the long length of loose scrotal rope.  She pat his balls and pressed the icing coated foot to her cheek. "You can fuck me, good sir dragon.  I'd be happy to be your strumpet for the evening.  But please, let me lick your sweet dirty feet."

	Feeling freaked out, or at least a great desire to be elsewhere, Tannim jerked his foot out of Princess Meep's hands and jumped up.  He ran to the window, grabbing his box on the way out and fled.  His scrotum drug along the window frame and SMACKED into it making him stumble from discomfort.  The pink mew in drag rushed after him though, so he couldn't stop to recover the boot that had dropped from the box as he ran on naked through the afternoon light.  He ran all the way to Donamer's house, getting the address correct this time, and darted inside.

	Princess Meepy the Meeping Mew stood on her lawn, smiling, his boot held to her muzzle with her tongue sharing spit with the boot's tongue inside it.  She sniffed and licked, feeling quite pleased with herself.  She went back into her home while far away tannim pressed his left foot to Donamer's muzzle to let the dragon enjoy it's clean sweaty scent while his well cleaned right foot pressed firmly to Don's cock.

	Tannim told the other dragon about his valentine gift being spoiled.  Donamer just grunted and groaned as the soft skin of the green foot rubbed over his erection and Tannim's foot scent filled his nostrils.  The blue dragon knew he was getting just what he wanted for the holiday, Princess Meep could KEEP the cake as long as he got the feet.