Tennisball was sitting on the edge of his bed, while rubbing his big blob feet on your face and head. He was talking about something, but you weren't really paying attention, you were just hugging and cuddling his feet, blushing. His feet were so soft and squishy, it felt and smelt like heaven. He kept rubbing his feet on your face and head, going everywhere in your face.

Tennisball: "Heyy, you like it down there~?"