This choice: Painting the girl's toe nails • Go Back...Chapter #55Playing the Toe Painting Game! by: coco   Whatever Ann had in mind for you all to play, she seemed pretty giddy about it. She dug around in her purse till she pulled out what she was looking for. In her hand was a small red bottle. You didn’t know what it was, but Haru recognized it immediately.
“Nail polish?” Haru realized. “You want him to-”
“Paint our toenails!” Ann finished for her friend. “I wanted us to do each other's nails later and have some girl talk. But this little guy’s just big enough to hold the brush. So, I figured why not have him do it. Won’t he look so cute painting out toenails? It’d be like we’re goddesses to him or something. Right, Haru?”
Haru imagined out it'd look in her head. She blushed imagining you wielding a brush half your size while giving her toenails a fresh coat of polish. It would be just like her servants used to do, only with a tiny guy instead. She knew she shouldn’t be asking this of you. But a part of her was now really looking forward to it. “He would look pretty adorable.” She quietly admitted. “I suppose it’s all right. But only if (Your Name) doesn’t mind doing it.”
Whatever happened to playing a game? “This sounds less a game and more like manual labor.” You deadpanned.
“Details details... Besides, it’s still fun.” Ann waved off your complaint.
“For you guys...” You muttered.
Ann grasped you in her fist and dropped you onto the table in front of them. You landed with a little thump onto the wooden table, this wasn’t something you’d take lying down. So you stood up to give them a piece of your mind. “I’m-”
“You don’t mind doing this for us. Right (Your Name)?”
You looked up at the giant girls only to see Ann giving the cutest puppy dog eyes you’d ever seen. She’d learned many techniques in her modeling career to help get what she wanted. Puppy dog eyes and crocodile tears were just a few of the tricks she had up her sleeve to make a guy’s heart go pitter pat.
It was like she hit a weakness in your heart. Ann then metaphorically passed the baton to Haru who put on her own puppy dog eyes and softest sweetest voice she could make.
“Please? For us?”
It was a technical hit!
Alas, you never stood a chance.
“W-Well… I guess I can do it. B-But only as thanks for all the help you two will be giving me.” You tilted your head downward so they wouldn’t see you blush.
Haru and Ann exchanged smirks of victory.
“Aww. You’re such a good little boy. Ann teased.
“Thank you so much (Your Name). We appreciate it.” Haru gave her thanks as the giantesses removed their footwear. Their feet thumped to your level, surrounding you on the left and right. A weak sweaty scent hit your nostrils coming from their feet. They cared for their feet, although they could probably do a better job. For now, you’d have to endure it.
Ann unscrewed the top of the bottle, revealing a brush was attached to the inside of the cap. She forced it into your arms. The sudden weight and unexpectedness made you fall on your butt as you clung to the brush to keep it upright. You could hear Ann try to stifle a giggle watching you clutch the brush. Fortunately, Haru reached over to pick up the brush and gently hand it over to you when you were ready. You thanked Haru and accepted the brush. Now you felt ready to paint!
“Okay (Your Name)! Paint away!” Haru smiled.
You eyed the toes that laid before you, twenty pink canvas that were yours to color in. Ann had her toes relaxed against the table while Haru’s were wiggling with excitement. Their plans for girl talk were ditched in favor of watching work. You decided to start with Ann’s toes.
Even though you were tiny, you were at least tall enough to paint their smaller toes without issues. You moved the brush over Ann’s pinky toenail, applying just enough polish to cover it. You took care not to get it on her skin. The way you painted was like you were practically gliding your brush on Ann’s toenail until it turned bright red. When one toe was done you moved onto the next and the next.
When you got to Ann’s two biggest toes, you’d need a different approach. You climbed up on Ann’s foot for a better vantage. Up above you heard Ann giggle from what you assumed was your ticklish movements. With each step your feet sunk a little into her skin you approached her biggest toes, using the brush like a long mop to skillfully paint them.
“Oh wow. You’re actually really good at this.” Ann noted.
“This actually isn’t my first time doing this.” You bragged.
“You mean you painted your own nails?” Haru asked.
You hesitated to respond. You stared down into the last part of Ann’s unpainted toenail, reflecting your despondent face. “Y-Yeah… something like that.” You covered up that reflection and moved on to Ann’s other foot. Thankfully the girls didn’t press further.
After another 15 minutes you finished painting Ann’s toenails. She seemed pretty pleased with your work. One pair of feet down. Just one more to go as you approached Haru’s lovely feet. Her eagerness was leaking out through her excessive toe wiggling. You asked your giant fluffy haired friend to calm down so you could work though the best she could do was scrunch her toes to keep them still. Good enough you supposed.
The first three toes were painted easily with some swipes of your brush now that you’d gotten used to your oversized brush. Every so often you’d hear Haru squeal over how adorable you looked. Soon it was onto the biggest issues with painting Haru’s feet, her biggest toes. Before you could get climbing, Haru brought her foot forward, trapped you between her two biggest toes.
“H-Haru!” You squeaked unintentionally. “What are you doing!?”
“I thought this would make it easier for you. Does it?”
Even if you did want to complain, that smile on Haru’s face was too hard to say no to. Although thankfully, this position had you lifted up slightly in Haru’s toe grip. Now you had access to both digits from here. She even kept her grip to a minimum to not squish you. It even felt almost like a hug. You lightly rubbed her toe, getting a feel of her skin. Her toes were a lot softer than they looked. She must’ve been the kind of girl to use expensive lotion on her feet to obtain this level of softness. Time to get back to work.
Holding the brush over your head, you got to work painting Haru’s toes. It took some effort, but you managed to paint her nails thoroughly. After that, you worked on Haru’s other foot for about ten minutes till you were finished. You stood as tall as you could, admiring the mini pedicure you gave.
“Oh wow! You did a really good job (Your Name)! Haru said.
“Way better than I thought you’d do. Do you like painting? I have a friend that loves paint. You two would probably get along.” Ann added.
“You girls are welcome.” You couldn’t hide the smile on your face. Even if it was just something as simple as giving the girl’s toenails a pedicure, you felt good being able to give back to them.
“I hope it wasn’t too tough.” Haru said.
“Nah. Sure the smell was a little nauseating. But it was fine besides that.” Your mouth spoke faster than your brain could filter it. You gave a silent prayer in hopes they didn’t hear that.
Somewhere, a god heard that prayer and ignored it.
Haru had a smile on her face, but you got the feeling she wasn’t happy with your recent comment.
“(Your Name). You shouldn’t be saying rude things about a lady’s feet.” She lightly tapped you on the head with her big toe as a playful punishment. “Right Ann?”
“Eh. It doesn’t bother me.” Ann shrugged. “It wasn't the worst insult I’ve heard. Though you’re gonna wanna watch what you say around girls' little guy.” She playfully poked you with her big toe, almost knocking you over.
“Really? You’re not mad?”
“I’ve heard many worse things from rumors.” For her foreign genetics, Ann had been the target of many hurtful and untrue rumors over the years at school. “And gossip spreads like wildfire at my job. It hurt at first, but I’ve gotten used to it.”
“Ann…” Now you feel even worse about your comment.
“Believe it or not. Ann’s actually a model.” Haru added. “You can find her in many fashion magazines.”
“A model!” You thought Ann was beautiful, but you didn’t think she was model-level beautiful. Turns out she was. “That’s incredible! You must be really amazing to be a model at your age. You’re a lot tougher than you look Ann.”
“I’m just a model for magazines. It's not too amazing. Although I’m working to go beyond that.” She pridefully admitted. “And I can’t let myself be fazed by something like that if I wanna make it big someday. So, I keep working to make my heart stronger.” She placed her hands on her hips and thrust out her chest, making a prideful pose. “Go on. Try saying stuff to me. I’m not going to let any of it get to me.”
“Um okay...” You decided to play along. “You’re an airhead…?”
“.....” Ann continued looking smug.
“You’re ugly. A huge loser!”
“.....”
"You're doing great Ann." Haru applauded her friend's resolve.
Ann’s face remained unchanged from your comments. Being a model must’ve done wonders for Ann’s heart. Some half-assed insults weren’t going to be enough to even put a dent in Ann’s confidence. You scratched your chin wondering what you should say next.
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