Stay very, very still

Terrified, he kept as close to stone as he ever could. As she approached him, he lowered his head, hoping that if more of him was visibly facing the ground he'd be seen as less of a threat. Suddenly, he felt her hand on the back of his head. He tried to look up, but found her pushing his head closer to the ground. Well, she's either going to kill me or I'm going to get very familiar with my linoleum..., he thought. He closed his eyes, readying himself for the inevitable.

The pressure held, but didn't continue. No face smashing, no brain ripping, no throwing across the house. Just the linoleum floor, soaked in water, and her blue foot with tiny scales and black nails. He tried to look up, but her hand pushed him back down. Was she looking for something? He tested by moving closer to her foot. She gripped his hair and kept him still. After several uncomfortable moments, he decided she wouldn't kill him if he did something but what she wanted was impossible to find. He tested by slowly laying flat on his belly. She allowed him to, and then sat back against the tub. Using her foot, she turned his head to look at her. His eyes were drawn to the slick spot between her legs, where he noticed a deep, dark purple peaked out from three folds. The single slit he knew human females had, on her, split halfway down and gone in both directions.

He bit his lip, but before he had time to entertain any notions her heel dug into his temple. He turned his head further up to see her face. She was making an exaggerated chomping motion while patting her belly. Is...is she saying she needs food? He moved backwards slowly, rising back up to his hands and knees. He crawled to the kitchen, noticing that she was walking upright behind him. He tried to stand, but she hurried to his side and pushed him back down with a strange growl. Once in the kitchen, he opened the fridge for her. He had expected her to look, or make him look, but found himself disappointed when instead she ate every one of his eggs; and washed it down with milk. She made an oddly content sound, before staring at him as though he had more to do.