Well, you rather are. And your nosing snout, your hands and feet and belly, now you tail, will always be kind. If we share some footsole fun, your steps won't do me harm nor be stomped or sweaty-smothering upon me outside of our sharing our convivial, intimate thoomsquashing. And please: feel free.
I used to post art on here, what happened? Anyway one of my favorite artists drew this for me, @grisser.bsky.social#furry#gaurart
See, now my fren @bigmamadiane.bsky.social understands the Bear's Bigness, or chose to employ that Mass Polarity Grufft. (I will attempt to encourage her newest incarnation to remove her footwear eventually, because I've got to stick to protocol as well as her footsole, responsible wee woofer I be.)
Or your footsole from beneath. <3 I'd adore being a mutual with you here in your Little Blue Sky, which is up to you, my goodbean.
One of my first commissions that i still liking nwn for PrinceCh3rry (DA) #sizeplay#size_difference#macro#micro#macro_micro#giantess#foot_domination#giant_woman#giantwoman#footsole#footpovbsky.app/profile/roya...
I am just thankful that: 1. My FILA sneakers have thick soles 2. I had my tetanus toxoid vaccine some time ago. @aetiology.bsky.social Luckily, there was no puncture, and no wounding. I took the splint out with my pen. Used my spray alcohol to clean my foot and to check for anything else.
@wraithcrown.bsky.social The tiny, mighty cub of the Chieftain scampers up to his mountain-sized adopted Dam's foot, the scent of her moist, musky she-wolf sweat and footsole strong in his nostrils, which comforts him as his Wolfmother always does, and always will. "Mama! Welcome to your Bluesky."
