Lola smirks, beginning to work circular motions on the bottom of your right socked foot. You lean your head back, almost immediately enjoying the feeling of her clawed digits grasping and kneading your foot! You only hope she isn't looking at the rest of you, as you're sure the excitement is showing in more than just your rolled back eyes.
You feel an immense amount of pleasure stemming from the soles of your feet as she works her way on to your left foot. You flex your toes, allowing her to do whatever it is she needs to do! Seeing your willingness to relax and give in, Lola begins to do circles on both of your feet with a claw-tipped digit, beginning at your heel and slowly making her way up past your arch and onto the tips of your toes!
Unbeknowst to you, your feet are growing and expanding within the fabric of your socks! As she draws her fingers over the bottoms of your feet, she watches in delight as the fabric begins to strain on the sides. Even as you wiggle your toes, the fabric grows more and more tight, popping a couple seams here and there. Lola keeps on, however, grasping your balooning toes and sole, rubbing them methodically.
"Mmm...Enjoying yourself?" Lola questions, inserting a claw in to one of the small rips on your left sock, meeting your skin with the blunt point, causing you to suddenly gasp in pleasure.
You can't even respond to her! You finally open your eyes and lean your head up to glance at your socked feet, and at the rabbit causing you such pleasure. You're a bit surprised to find that your feet look a bit misshapen, however before you can voice any concern, Lola continues her massage, moving to around your ankles. The pads within her fur contact the skin above your sock, which sets off another blast of pleasure within your mind!
The thought that something may be wrong with you creeps in to your mind briefly. Why do your feet look misshapen in the first place? Does this have something to do with Lola's new-age massage techniques? The questions circle your head, however as soon as you open your mouth to say anything, a loud *rrrRRRIP!* interrupts your attempt!
You look down to see Lola continuing to massage your now lengthening, white fur covered toes, which have spilled out through the front of your now torn socks! You watch in rapt fascination as your toes fold in on one another, expanding to three large digits.
Your eyes go wide, however it's impossible for you to communicate to her to stop now! It's far too pleasurable! But...