Turns out that purplish juice you drank just some hours ago from that awkward looking bottle was not ‘Purple drank’ or ‘Twilight’s Brew’ at all…

You had many factors to prove your hypothesis, but probably the most important one is that you currently were on the floor, inside the cave of Cuppa Noodle, one of your friends… and she was towering down upon you.

It was unclear what happened, since you both went to sleep and, as expected, this Noodle here coiled up on you and squeezed you, like all lamias seem to do every time with friends. You kind of didn’t mind at all that part, but you had one hell of a scare when you woke up and you saw that out of sudden, the adorable white-ish lamia that was purring softly as she wrapped her arms around your neck mere moments ago was now a monumental creature, that looked down upon you quite literally.

A quick look to the side confirmed your theory that you were smol and discredited the theory that Cuppa here failed to take the cereal box and actually ate some super powerful bacon-flavored steroids; the controllers of her N64 and Dreamcast were huge, and you’re pretty sure controllers don’t grow out of sudden too.

“What the…” You said out loud, a sentence that seemed to convey your current state perfectly; abject confusion. You looked at the lamia on top of you, and that’s when you realized she was surprisingly happy.

“Oh my gosh” she said, excited, suddenly diving like a… dive bomber I guess… and inspecting you in such a close way you actually could reach out and boop her without moving your legs. “This reminds me of a comic so much” she continued, explaining it to you “Where the best friend of the main character suddenly gets shrunk down and the main character tries to find a way to bring him back to his normal size!” she finalized, using the noun ‘Main Character’ because she was sure that Filly Anon would get confused if she said the whole name.

“Oh?” You said, surprised there was actually a comic which replicated the predicament you were currently into “Well… could you do like Mr. Main Character and find out how to make me big again? I mean… I’m a filly, and smaller than you… but… you get it” you said, giving up at explaining it.
“Sure!” she said and nodded, smiling at you, then she whizzed away. You were slightly surprised of her speed despite needing to literally crawl because of her body, to not mention that she wasn’t exactly an exercise loving lamia.

After a little while of you roaming around, she came back, her facial expression seemed to indicate that she found something, and on one of her hooves she was holding the bottle where you drank. “Well… I couldn’t find any way to revert you…” she started, bringing the object closer to her face, fixing her glasses with the other hoof in such a way that made you ‘daww’ internally “But here it says… ‘Shrinking potion, just as the one in Daring Doo Comic 24, the effect lasts for 7 days’” she finished, looking at you

“Oh great… thank goodness I don’t have to go to work” you said out loud, chuckling. You didn’t really mind staying with Cuppa Noodle for a week, she was a quite friendly (and surprisingly shy) lamia, and also quite affectionate for her size and appearance. You walked closer to her; meanwhile she was still inspecting the now-empty potion, before she noticed your tiny figure.

“Aww… you look cute like that… almost like the special edition toys of Trixie that I have… somewhere…” she said, finishing that sentence with a little doubt, her mind didn’t seem to register where those particular special edition McGuffins were. “So… what you want to do now? It’s… 1:35 P.M…” she said, picking you up first and placing you above one of her thick coils, then looking aside at a clock on the wall, with obviously the Daring Do Cutie Mark adorning it in the middle. Just as she said that, the clock seemed to defy her, as it went right to 1:36 P.M

“Heh… Thanks…” you said, blushing and looking aside. Too bad your coat’s fur was green; it made blushing extremely obvious. “And well… I’m not sure…” you said honestly, looking around… there weren’t many stuff you could do; you couldn’t play games, neither read comics or attempt a Snuggle Cuddle Noodle Ultimate Attack with your current size… and then… you had an idea… a kinky idea that made your cheeks go redder.

“Er… Cuppa Noodle?” you noted, trying to gain her attention. It was effective as she turned towards you, giving you a gentle smile, her forked tongue peeking outside and making her adorable, and her glasses accentuating that ‘Adorkable Geek’ fashion she had.

“Um… C-could I…” you started, stuttering heavily and blushing, a bit of anxiety starting to invade you because of the kinky, lewd, and perv request you were going to do, I mean, it was such a lewd request that you felt your head popping out of blushing alone. “Um… Ma…Massage your hooves?”

The request seemed to leave a mark on Cuppa Noodle’s cheeks, as she started blushing a bit at the unexpected request. She blinked twice, the red under her eyes becoming a little stronger “Um… it’s… not really necessary” she said, believing you were trying to do something for her… well… it kinda was… but then, she realized of your true intentions “Oh wait…. Is this… like… something you like?” she confirmed, her cheeks turning a bit more red after realizing that.

“I… a-alright… I guess that’s okay” she said, her voice being quieter than usual, which helped indicate the bashfulness she was currently feeling. You smiled a bit awkwardly towards her in a non-verbal ‘Don’t worry, I’m embarrassed of this too’ and walked towards her gigantic (atleast compared to yourself) hoof. It was larger than you were tall, and that thought only made you blush more.

You gently pressed both your forehooves into the underside of the hoof, the instant you touched them, Noodle blushed a bit more and looked away from you shyly, you smiled, she looked surprisingly cute like that… well… cuter than she already is. You’ve only seen her this bashful when she once realized she talked for atleast a solid 40 minutes about an anime she liked very much, apologizing profusely afterwards.

Your attention went back from her towards her hoof, and you couldn’t help but realize how soft her hoof was… you blushed harder, shaking your head and at the same time trying to do so with your thoughts, but you couldn’t think about anything else other than the underside of her hoof was pleasant to the touch, actually, pillow-like. You gently kept on rubbing with your own forehooves, feeling the fluffy surface. Trying to not embarrass you further, you looked at the lamia pone, and, surprisingly, she seemed relaxed. She was still blushing and seemed to be embarrassed, but you noticed that she twitched one of her ears happily, and she let out a little, comforted/happy/relaxed sigh.

“Oh… that… feels rather nice…” Noodle mumbled shyly, looking back at you, she seemed 90% happy of the massage and 10% confused as to why this felt good. The poor lamia probably never gotten her hooves massaged once. This reaction encouraged you and made you smile, she atleast was enjoying it to an extent. You moved a little, burying your hooves into the fluffy frog, and gently yet firmly started rubbing.

Cuppa Noodle seemed to twitch herself for an instant when you did that, and, out of sudden, she started to purr softly. You didn’t even knew that lamias could purr, but it kind of made sense, they were part ponies anyways, and it’s scientifically proven that ponies themselves are part cat. Anywho ballyhoo, you kept going on your business, enjoying this so far. You couldn’t help but idly hypothesize; your train of thought getting lost momentarily in a particular theory of lamias having sensitive and soft hooves due to them not using theirs to walk like regular ponies.

Soon, you finished massaging her hooves, from the frog right in the center, to the hoof walls, which were a bit firmer but still shockingly soft. You looked at her, and she looked at you. “Th…that felt… really good” she stammered out softly, smiling cutely yet awkwardly. “Um…” she started, suddenly bringing her other forehoof right in front of you voluntarily. This was surprising for you, as you didn’t expect her to do it herself, but you smiled nonetheless at the situation and stuttered “Y-you’re welcome… g-glad you’re… enjoying it”.

Soon, you walked towards the other hoof, noticing the black splotch on her arm that adorned it, and put both hooves on the underhoof surface again, balancing yourself with both hindhooves. Even then, she was kind enough to bring her hoof a bit closer to you, so you didn’t lose equilibrium and fall.

You went on again, smiling as you did your task, starting from the frog, the soft, velvety and dense fur feeling wonderful in your green hooves. Meanwhile, she purred, closing her eyes and blushing, enjoying the little (Pun not intended) massage you did. You also noticed she started to coil a bit more on herself, which she once told you meant she was happy. With this in mind, you kept on.

After a little while, you finished massaging her hoof, and, awkwardly, you got closer to it and gently brushed your cheek on it, your pony-cat instincts showing as you nuzzled the soft underhoof. She noticed this… particular reaction, but didn’t mind, as the feeling was nice for her. But that changed when you, as a filthy dirty little kinkster, suddenly stuck out your tongue and passed it over the surface twice, stopping only when you noticed she was looking at you.

…

It was silent for a little while, as she gazed at you, rather surprised. You two locked eyes again, as she was the first one to speak: “H-heh… that tickled a little” she said bashfully, fixing her glasses with the other hoof as she smiled gently at you.

Now it was your turn to be surprised, because you thought she was going to be angry or disgusted, but it wasn’t the case. “O-oh?” you said, processing what she just pointed out about your kinky actions, then, looking at her with some sly eyes, you stuck out your tongue and started licking again the underside of her hoof.

She giggled lightly and happily, as you tongue tickled her sensitive hooves. You kept on, intent on making her laugh, and you licked again, and again, and again. Dripets of saliva falling down the underside as her giggling turned slowly but steadily into soft laughter “Hehe… I-I-I like that” she said in such a cute way that, despite embarrassment being your main emotion right now (And red being the main color in your face), you smiled at her adorableness. The hoof you were licking twitching spontaneously as she giggled like a little… foal? Mini-Me snake? How were young lamias called anyways?…

This particular… kinky and lewd hoof act with a lamia was done because a certain friend of mine (You know who you are) that definitely loves Cuppa Noodle, was talking mad shit about lamias being unable to have any kind of hoof related things, and he even betted on that, so I’m here, like an almighty visionary, proving him wrong with this and other two (A total of three, every one more kinkier) drawings I did of Cuppa Noodle, her favorite OC, and some hoof stuff.

And, for the rest of guys that love Cuppa Noodle (Or lamias in general) but aren’t exactly into hooves, next time you see a lamia, just remember that between you lamia lovers, there’s a kinky, lewd, and perv anon that just thinks of hooves and vore with them, and he hides between the crowd, like an Impostor from Among Us :P

So, here it is. You said that lamias couldn’t have hoof massages and hoof licking? Then get bitch slapped you grape-flavored Shrek! >:D

Oh, and also, I’ve got permission to draw this lamia doing such unholy acts by THE ONE-AND-ONLY St. Badumsquish Montoya, in thy mercy :P