You can't even help but let out a groan; this is just your luck, finding yourself at the feet… the paws of a giant kitten. At least that meant a small consolation; knowing felines, assuming the giant before you was no different, at least the paws set right before you wouldn't be riddled with dirt and gunk. The only demeaning part of this exercise would be lowering yourself to serve such a powerful pair of feet, the lowest part of the body.
The cat swished his tail as he smugly watched you, poking a toe forward to gently prod your body. Instinctively you take a step back, aware of the purring heard from above.
"Trust me, toy… hmm, what should I call you? I get bored pretty easily, and unless you'd rather be gently squashed underpaw or -" the cat yawned, briefly flashing his fangs and very red, cavernous maw at you. You shuddered, realising what other alternative fate could be in store for you should you fail to submit to your new master - "well, let's just say sometimes I appreciate a wriggling snack."
The cat outstretched his paws invitingly, raising his toes enough for you to catch a glance of a pink pad.
"How about it, servant? I can promise my fur is very warm, and once you're down there you might even want to stay."
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