Tulip was enjoying an early morning walk one day when a group of living roots suddenly sprouted from the ground, wrapping around her feet before she even realized it. The roots quickly ensnared her legs, and by the time she understood what was happening, they had already immobilized her lower body, and the rest of her was soon being overtaken. Tulip struggled against the emerging roots, but they were too strong. They lifted her small frame off the ground with alarming ease, straightening her legs before hoisting them high into the air. Her feet dangled above her head as her shoes and socks were forcibly pulled away, leaving her bare soles exposed. Suddenly, Tulip heard someone approaching from behind. Just as she was about to warn them to run, she felt fingers glide along the sole of her exposed foot. A wave of giggles threatened to escape as she protested, but her words were lost in the sudden surge of laughter. The mysterious figure that appeared didn't resemble anyone Tulip had ever seen. With glowing eyes, purple wings, and dressed like a medieval princess, the woman captivated Tulip's attention. She was undoubtedly beautiful, but Tulip had no time to admire her as an unexpected fit of laughter erupted from her. The strange woman began running her tongue along Tulip's silky smooth soles, a look of delight spreading across her face. The hand that had caressed Tulip's foot now tickled it mercilessly, using her nails to send the girl into fits of laughter. In that moment, amidst her confusion and bewilderment, Tulip realized that this enchanting woman was the source of her unexpected distress.