You look at your gigantic digimon, looking down with a slight bit of disappointment in his face, he never was going to hurt you, he just wanted to be the boss for a day. You sigh "uhhh Hawkmon..." you say gently tapping his big yellow sole to get his attention. "You're gonna punish ME now?" he replied with a sad voice.
You turn your attention to his big talons with a little smirk, "please...have mercy oh great Hawkmon, command and I shall obey". You kneel before his soles, looking up at his eyes which changed from sad to curious. "Tyler, what are you...?" he is interrupted as you then start to message the rough-skinned feet by pressing your hands against them as hard as you can.
You wink at your "master" as you rub the digimon's feet. "Ohhh I get it.....ok then, *ahem* puny human, as your ruler, I demand that you message my sore feet!" Hawkmon says making his voice deeper with an obviously fake look of impatience. "Yes my lord, I will do my duty as a worthless human slave!" You say trying your best to sooth the aches on the digimon's soles. Then....
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