"C-can I rub your feet... As an apology for staring ." You unthinkingly asks the Kijo. Causing her face become beet red as you realized what exactly did you offering to her. Instantly you realized what exactly did you say to the Kijo.
"I me-meant since you did say that you were working out a lot...your feet must feel tired!" You pipe out, while red haired giant only laugh strainly.
"I would lo-love it dude...but they pro-probably reek. Mention that they are tough...a-and a little too big for one." Emiriu was embrassed at what the smaller human girl suggested to her. Plus she didn't want her to be feel forced into doing what she say. Emiriu knows what many people think of her race.
'Oh my God, she is adorable.' You couldn't help but laugh at the skitterish way of the female juggernaut is acting. She is more like a shy school girl than some rampaging musclehead. You sniled at her.
"No...No I assist! It is only fair that I paid you back for it." You insisted.
"Okay, you win." Emiriu relented with a smile but quickly falters. "But can't we do it somewhere...more private."
"Sure! We can go to my apartment! Mom won't get back until nine, and Dad at ten!" You replied, you placed a reassuring hand on her thigh. "They did say I can have friends over!"
Emiriu only stupidly nodded, eyes wide at the fact that you already consider her..a friend! Why does her heart feel like skipping a beat.
Without any more words, the two of you walk to your house.
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Emiriu sat on the couch, the furniture practically crying out in pain, with her legs crossed. Her host on the other end. Her face becoming red as she tried to remove the footwear. The red haired Amazon giggled as she finally slid them off herself, causing the mint haired girl to fall on the floor.
"Ow..." You groaned as your eyes went wide as they were greeted by dirty soles. Each foot had the thickness of a ham, and twice the size of one. Turned brown by dust and debris, sweat accumulated among the hardened folds of skin. Dripping down to the slightly cracked doughy heels. Boy, Emiriu wasn't kidding that they are tough. But you couldn't feel vagina stirring and getting heat, the very same feeling when you first lay your eyes on her. Crumbling pieces of dirt occasionally fell, as her wide toes folded and spread. Revealing her unpainted toes.
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