Toadette's Story: Book 2

Chapter 72 - A Creamy Climax

“DT… You’ve got school coming up. You need to start going to bed and waking up on time.”

An exhausted T. Ana felt the heaviness in her eyelids as her thirteen-year-old son yanked her to the balcony of their apartment. When the mother looked down, she stood in disbelief. Even through the mass of red hair that covered her eyes, her son would see just how furious, fed up and frankly puzzled she was.

“TT… What the fuck…”

“There is a perfectly reasonable explanation for this somewhere, Mommy.”

The nineteen-year-old Toad, whose hair began to resemble a cotton candy explosion just like her mother, was tangled in a mess of Christmas tree lights. The one and only thing keeping her from plummeting off the balcony was that the cords had latched onto some heavy furniture. It was as if these cords knew the crazy life that lay ahead of her, wanting to ensure she’d live to see it.

Once she was hoisted back up, her mom gave her a cup of hot chocolate in their living room.

“When was the last time you slept, TT?”

“I love questions I can’t answer.”

“I mean, tripping into our tree and nearly falling to your death is insanity. And you’ve been bumping into things more and more for these past months.”

“I’m just a little tired, that’s all,” she mumbled, sipping.

“They’re working you like a slave at that castle.” T. Ana rubbed her daughter’s head. “Why don’t you spend one more day here? I know you’ve got your flight scheduled and already paid for, but—”

“I felt like crying just for wasting five coins on a bag of chips yesterday, Mommy.”

The young mother could only sigh as the girl played with her marshmallows, refusing to look at either member of her family.

“I once knew this man when I was young; we called him Mister Cameron. He’d always grab us a newspaper without asking for a single coin or labour or anything. Went above and beyond for his family, his job, everything and everyone. Then we found him dead.”

The girl lifted her head.

“Mmm-hmm. Wasn’t some murder plot. Even happy, his body couldn’t take all the work he did.” T. Ana gulped. “And I don’t want to hear about my daughter going out the same way.”

“But I can’t magically work less!” She pushed her feet together. “I’ve got a major debt to pay off, you know.”

Her eyes widened once she felt a hard smack on her shoulder. Dane T. glared at his sister with a look of heavy disapproval. It was as adorable as it was saddening for the girl, for she began to shiver. The younger Toad wagged his finger before her face, mouthing and spelling out the words, “Stop being stupid.”

“Don’t kill yourself for us, TT. Just coming back home has done more than you realise.”

The trembling girl adjusted her glasses, simply downing the rest of her mug while her mother and brother waited for a response. After leaving to wash her cup, she returned to the living room with wetter eyes yet a straighter posture.

“There might be a longer gap with my next visit.”

“Take your time,” T. Ana said, rushing to hug her daughter. Dane T. jumped into the pile, crushing his sister’s body.

“My left arm’s still sore, DT…”

As she readied herself for her eventual flight back to Toad Town, she lifted her shirt in front of a mirror. She took some cream and ran her finger along a reddened mark that spanned her waist, wincing before losing all emotion in her face.

“If Peach’s feet smell like fish guts next time, you’re to keep your lips zipped, Toadette.”

***

Now inside of Minh T.’s shop, Toadette slammed her suitcase against the ground and stripped from her winter layers. The first to go was the coat, then the pants and finally the boots. Her fuzzy socks remained glued to her feet.

“You look so old,” Minh gasped. She pointed at Toadette’s glasses. “I mean, in a cute way. Like you’re a little granny.”

“My old frame broke. We can thank our lovely princess for that.”

“So,” Minh began, shutting the blinds around every window, “what’s going on?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

“No, I really am.” Toadette leaned against the counter. “The least I could’ve done was respond to your messages. Not leave you in the dark for all this time.”

“Toadette, I get it.”

“But— “She stopped when Minh put her thick palm over her mouth.

“Only thing you should be sorry for is treating me like I can’t survive without you.” Minh started to undo her own jacket, followed by plopping to the floor and placing her right foot before her face. As she fiddled with her boot, Toadette looked on with confusion. That was until the rainstorm of cake frosting appeared, with Minh slowly sniffing her own tainted foot.

Whatever foot fetish I was developing is pretty much gone, Toadette thought. Wait. Why is there even cake in her…?

Her thought process was interrupted when she watched Minh take a lick from her heel to her toes. Minh then went in for a second long, slobbery lick, this time aiming her tongue right between her toes. Her brown eyes met with Toadette’s purple ones, and her moans grew louder as she feasted on her foot.

“You know how much work it took me to get this foot sweaty?” Minh asked.

“You could’ve just waited until the weather got warmer.”

“I’d die of boredom.” She sniffed under her toes, sighing. “Man, that is some good stuff!”

Every deep inhale Minh took was met with a fluttery exhale. Between licks, she’d sniff her foot as if it was the freshest rose in the world. And all Toadette could do was watch as her friend worshipped her sweaty toes. Yet whereas watching this would’ve disgusted her as a child and turned her on four months ago, she was now in a completely neutral state. Minh’s grubby toes didn’t send her running for the hills, but they also failed to draw her in.

She let out a defeated sigh, still unable to admit to Minh the fact that she liked her feet at a point. But Minh could tell that Toadette had something on her mind, judging by the way her fingers twitched.

“You want a lick?” she jokingly asked, spreading her toes.

“I’m good.” Toadette’s voice was barely a whisper. “Glad to see your legs are working.”

“Told you it was just gonna be a few weeks. How’s your arm?”

“Sore… It’s still weak, but I can move it.”

“They must’ve messed it up real bad if it’s still sore.”

Toadette nodded, continuing to watch Minh suck on her toes. The longer she watched her do this, the more curious she was.

“You know, considering it’s your birthday,” she said, twiddling her fingers, “I could lick this stuff off your other foot. Only if you—”

Minh was quick to get on her stomach, kicking her feet in the air. Her right foot was already drenched with her own spit, and her left foot remained snug in that compacted boot. She puckered her lips, snapping her fingers to summon Toadette to her feet.

“I would love that,” she moaned. “They’re not as stinky as yours, but they’re pretty dang damp right now. Are you sure you wanna suck on them for me?”

“What are friends for?” Toadette shrugged.

“Hehehe. So glad to have you back…”

“I thought you would’ve gotten more action in my absence, considering… Or has he been totally useless?”

“One, it wouldn’t have been fun with him sucking my feet anyway, considering he’s such a scaredy-cat.” Minh sighed. “Plus, the whole incident kinda killed my sex drive. Only slept with him once since then, and no one else has been with me.”

“Shocking.” Toadette tugged off Minh’s left boot, embarrassment painting her face as she looked at the exposed foot.

She gasped upon seeing just how shiny the girl’s foot was. Dirt was to be expected, but for Minh’s foot to have had such a coat of glaze meant she must’ve done a lot of physical work today—far more physical work than Toadette expected. The pink-capped Toad’s surprise was only intensified once she got the first unintentional whiff of the foot.

For as well as she could handle her own odour, inhaling someone else’s could still provoke a coughing fit out of her. She plugged her nose, making a childish grimace.

“Why aren’t you wearing socks?”

“You weren’t around, and I needed some sweatiness to play with.” She snickered in her hands. “The fact that you guys can smell ‘em without even getting your noses deep in there is so cool!”

More like concerning…

But Toadette’s first mistake was volunteering to worship Minh’s feet in the first place. Because now her best friend was going to endlessly pester her if she didn’t go through. She was already beginning to wiggle her toes nonstop, just to keep Toadette’s eyes locked onto her foot. However, what she didn’t know was that despite Toadette’s disgust at the foul smell, the younger girl’s heart began to beat faster.

With a gulp, she licked Minh’s arch, her nose pressing into her heel.

Minh’s moan as she scrunched her toes was melodic.

Toadette then jammed two of Minh’s toes in her mouth, sucking on them like a pacifier. The salty flavour was more of what she expected, but this time, it was not complemented by the filth of Minh’s flip-flops. Instead, it was mixed with the sweetness of cake, which worked to somewhat mask the otherwise pungent flavour.

She felt a bit of jealousy that Minh was able to moan so freely, meanwhile, the few moans she had were stuck in her mind.

Is it me, or has she gotten heavier? It’s like her feet are stronger than before.

Minh’s toes twitched in Toadette’s mouth, as if to try and provoke one loud moan out of her. But in response, Toadette simply licked between them harder, wincing at the sour taste. The sheer width of Minh’s foot also couldn’t be overstated, as Toadette wasn’t known for having the biggest mouth in Toad Town. And along with noting how her friend put on a few kilos, her feet seemed meatier than just a few months back. It was like comparing a double-patty burger to a triple-patty burger.

She tightly grasped Minh’s legs, slowly sucking the toes while her friend squirmed in joy.

“Hang on.” Toadette took one extra lick. “It tastes like someone else’s mouth was on here.”

“No clue what you’re talking about,” Minh replied with a curved smile.

Toadette rolled her eyes, shrugging off her thoughts and continuing to lick her friend’s foot. To keep things interesting, she made sure to throw in lick after lick upon Minh’s sole, even swirling her tongue around the heel until the thicker girl let out a squeak.

“That tongue,” she purred. “I see Her Highness has been training you well.”

“Lots of trial and error, and I’m still considered an amateur. But targeting every part of the foot is better, right?”

“Depends on the person. I’m one who loves getting every single part of my feet caressed.”

Toadette kissed the top of Minh’s left foot, then the ankles, then all five of her toes individually. The right foot simply rested on her chest, with the toes splayed across her smushed breasts.

She gritted her teeth as Minh scrunched her toes.

“Come to think of it, what’s with those nails, Toadette? Where are the colours?”

“I recall saying I’d rather you handle my pedicures from now on.”

“Did you?” Minh continued to flex her toes while thinking back. “Right! Ah, well I’ll take care of that whenever you want me to. You know I’m more than down for giving your feet the deluxe treatment.”

Toadette’s body trembled.

“You wanna suck my feet?”

“Mmm-hmm!”

“Smell ‘em?”

“Duh.” Minh’s legs closed. “It’d be easier to name what I don’t wanna do with them.”

“Then why don’t you give them some lip service before we hop in the shower?”

“Whoa! It’s like you’re trying to make me cum or something!” Minh rolled over, but before she could yank Toadette’s socks off her feet, the glasses-wearing Toad jumped back. She held a finger before Minh.

You’re the birthday girl, but we’re doing things my way.

Toadette marched up the stairs and into Minh’s bathroom, where she finally let her panties hit the floor. Once Minh caught up with her, she was flustered from seeing Toadette’s bare buttocks staring her in the face. And then, as Toadette turned around, Minh couldn’t help but gulp upon seeing the tuft of pink hair above her slit. Toadette simply licked her lips, calling Minh over with her hands.

Minh immediately shut the door and stopped at Toadette’s feet. Toadette plopped onto the side of the bathtub, smirking as she set her feet atop Minh’s white cap.

“Ah… My soles are actually really sore,” Toadette moaned, now slamming her heels against Minh’s head. “Gonna get all that dirty sock fuzz on your cap. You like that?”

Minh’s only response was a light moan.

“You…” Toadette took three tries to say this line. “You wanna be a good girl for me?”

“Yep.”

“Ahem, I expect some formality if you want these feet so badly.”

“Oh.” Minh cleared her throat. “Yes, ma’am, I want to be a fantastic girl for you.”

“Then as my newly appointed slave, you’re to worship my feet until every hint of salt and sweat has disappeared like magic,” Toadette dramatically announced. “Princess Toadette demands that her feet be shown your love.”

And now it wasn’t only Toadette’s heart that raced. Minh panted like an animal, smiling as she slowly stripped. Toadette’s cheeks flared at seeing her friend’s plump and curvy shape in its entirety. Once Minh was back on the floor, Toadette pushed her right foot in her face, the damp sock provoking a laugh out of Minh.

“And while you’re worshipping my feet, you’re going to reach your climax. Is that understood?”

“Absolutely, ma’am.” Minh first sucked on her hand before directing her mouth to Toadette’s socked foot. As she took the first lick along the fabric, she stroked her inner thighs.

A sock might not have granted the same experience as licking a raw foot, but the wait only made Minh’s excitement bubble up further. She hadn’t yet touched her vagina, instead caressing the rest of her body while she licked and sniffed the moist fabric.

“Take it off,” commanded Toadette. Minh did so and let out a squee of delight.

The bottom of Toadette’s foot looked as delicious as it always had to the florist, its pale skin complemented with a pink blush. It contrasted with Minh’s in every way; whereas hers were meaty and regularly dirty, Toadette’s were slender and dainty, only showing their gnarly side when it came to the smell. But it was that skinniness that had Minh salivating over her friend’s feet since they were kids. The slenderness of Toadette’s toes made it easier to cram a tongue or nose between them. And her athletic arches were the perfect resting spot for Minh’s face, something she would remember as she began to sniff Toadette’s bare foot.

Even with the sock having killed most of the odour, Toadette’s natural smelliness meant that Minh got a reminder of the amazing stink her friend produced. She released a deep moan, finally playing with her pussy.

“Kiss them,” Toadette ordered. “Kiss them, foot girl.”

“I’m kissing them,” Minh moaned, smooching the feet.

Both the socked foot and bare foot gifted Minh with two unique smells. She alternated her kisses between them for a minute before peeling back the sock. Her expression lit up in an instant, and Toadette’s curling toes only served to harden her nipples.

Toadette’s embarrassment was grand, especially staring at her untrimmed and unpainted toenails. Seeing Minh get off to her feet never got any less awkward.

I’m doing this for you…

“Let me see your tongue,” she said.

Minh’s breath came in broken gasps. She fervently licked the tops of Toadette’s feet before slobbering on the bottoms like a dog. Every little inch of Toadette’s soles was becoming coated with her saliva, making them shine even brighter amongst the bathroom’s lights.

The feet’s flavour certainly wasn’t as intense as it could’ve been if Toadette had been active that day. But the faint sweat that was there turned a potentially dry and unspectacular taste into a nice, mildly salty flavour. Per usual, Minh found she had the best results for taste when travelling between Toadette’s toes. It was almost always in between those wiggly digits that the true essence of a foot lingered. And as she flossed her tongue back and forth, she made Toadette’s legs wobble.

“I feel so appreciated,” Toadette sighed, shutting her eyes.

It’d be the best feeling in the world if only my feet weren’t so ticklish. At least Minh T.’s licking slowly.

While light moans escaped from her lips, loud moans left Minh’s.

She lapped at the balls of Toadette’s feet, happily huffing in the scent of the toes. Down below, her fingers moved in energetic circles over her clit. She would apply pressure to her entire pussy with her palms, her heart skipping a beat every time. The sheer act of inhaling Toadette’s odour made Minh more likely to have an early orgasm, and she knew it. From the way her body responded, there was no way she could suck on Toadette’s feet for long without bursting.

“Oh yeah,” Toadette moaned, licking her teeth. “Suck on my toes…”

Minh whimpered, her eyes filling with water as she massaged herself at a greater speed. Toadette’s long toes filled her mouth, slowly scrunching inside until they folded against her teeth and tongue. Back to tasting them, Minh’s breathing ramped up.

“You like sucking them?”

“Spread them, please,” Minh begged. “Please spread your toes for me, Princess Toadette!”

“Look at that,” Toadette chuckled, stunned at just how addicted Minh was to sucking on the in-between areas of her finger-like toes. “The brave Minh T. is utterly powerless under the sweaty feet of the great and powerful Toadette.”

Minh flicked her tongue repeatedly between Toadette’s big and second toe, looking her in her eyes several times as she felt her orgasm coming.

“Better clean out those little salt pockets,” Toadette whispered, blowing a kiss to Minh. “Clean them like the dirty girl you are. Who’s a dirty foot-cleaning Toad? You are. Yes, you are.”

Minh shut her eyes. Saliva leaked out her mouth as she lowered Toadette’s feet onto her pussy. Toadette’s jaw dropped upon feeling her friend’s folds, along with hearing just how much energy was leaving Minh’s body. The girl squirmed on the floor for twenty seconds, violently humping Toadette’s drenched feet. Only once the wave of pleasure reached its crescendo did she open her eyes again, giving Toadette a faint laugh as she continued to rub her soles on her pussy.

“Have I satisfied you, princess?” Minh gave Toadette’s right foot another lick.

Toadette’s eye twitched.

Should you really be surprised she flat-out humped your feet, Toadette? No, especially since she’s only been fawning over them since before you hit puberty. But…

“I am more than satisfied,” she replied, lowering herself to stroke Minh’s cap. “Okay, princess play is over. You did a great job in reminding me just how crazy you are with this fetish crap.”

“Heh… The longer the wait, the hornier I get.”

The girls hopped into the shower at the same time, Minh taking the opportunity to further caress Toadette’s body. As she lathered every part of her with soap, she made sure to grope any area that could make Toadette moan. From her tits to her ass.

Toadette initially flinched, but she remembered that she no longer needed to hide the fact that Minh turned her on. Toadette’s dormant foot fetish remained a secret from her, yet she was the one who kissed Minh on the night of the 2011 Star Festival. Later in the hospital, she told Minh that she wanted to be her best friend with benefits, and so she needed to get used to being touched by this girl.

“Alright, here we go.” Minh made enough room for Toadette to join her on her bed.

“Whoa.” Toadette blinked twice. “You’re actually sleeping on the correct side for once?”

Minh had gone her entire life with her head on the wrong side of the bed, where the feet would normally lie. Yet there were no pillows on that end.

“Since you left, I kind of trained myself to sleep a bit more normally.” She removed her cap. “You know, I wanted you to come back without worrying about having to sleep with my feet in your face. It was the least I could do.”

“Oh…”

“Do you want me to change? If you don’t wanna smell my breath when I’m—”

“It’s fine,” Toadette said, removing her glasses. “I miss your face anyways.”

She crawled into the bed, patiently waiting for Minh to shut off the lights. The flower girl pulled up her baggy pyjamas, yawned and flicked the switch off. Once the room was cast into darkness, Toadette felt Minh shift beneath the covers, her cinnamon scent infecting the bed. She then took a deep breath, leaning forward.

In seconds, their lips met in a kiss.

Toadette refused to let Minh go, lying a hand on her thigh as she smooched her friend. Minh let out a little whimper, but she quickly learnt to embrace the kiss. Her tongue never entered Toadette’s mouth, for she knew how disgusted Toadette was at that act. Yet stroking Toadette’s face was a sensual enough act for her.

Minutes passed before Minh broke the kiss, licking her lips. Toadette collapsed into her pillow and smiled.

“Night,” she panted.

“Mmm-hmm.” Under the covers, Minh inched her feet until they brushed against Toadette’s.

***

By the time Minh had awoken, Toadette had already hopped out of bed and was dressing herself professionally. In fact, she had gone from completing her attire to rummaging through Minh’s kitchen in less than two minutes.

“Slow it down, Toadette,” she chuckled. “You just got here.”

“If only my job weren’t so strict.” Toadette gorged herself on three slices of toast. “You don’t wanna know what I’ve—”

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Minh-Minh!”

Toadette’s blood chilled.

“I’m coming. Don’t break my door now,” Minh yelled.

“I know you’re not letting that girl in.”

“Toadette, she’s my cousin.”

“Every psychopath is somebody’s cousin.”

“Okay, it’s morning,” Minh groaned, putting her hands on her hips. “You’d better play nice.”

“No promises.”

“Toadette!”

KNOCK!

“Better grab that moron before she really destroys your door.”

Minh left her friend a few seconds to calm down before her blood pressure inevitably rose. Once Toadette heard the new voice inside the building, she sighed, trying to wolf down what remained of her breakfast.

“I’m not really trying to pay to get my nails done, so I’m leaving it up to you to make sure they’re in good…” As Sofia entered the kitchen on the upper floor, her chipper expression shifted to one of poutiness. “Hello, Toadette.”

Toadette didn’t bother looking at the darker-skinned girl. She simply wiped her face and attempted to move past the cousins. That was until Sofia yanked her arm.

“Hey, I just said hello.”

“Hola, amiga. I’m off to work.” Toadette stuck her nose up and marched onward, oblivious to how she completely missed one of the steps. Shrieking, she tumbled down each wooden step until hitting the bend. “Goddamn it! Just had to land on this arm!”

“What you get for being rude,” Sofia said with a chortle. “And you wonder why you never had a man like me.”

“What number boyfriend are we on this month? Thirty? Three hundred? Because I forget.”

“We’re not kids anymore,” Minh huffed, helping Toadette to her feet. “You guys have been doing this for years, and it’s getting old.”

“Fine.” Toadette nearly tore off Sofia’s hand. “I’m very elated to see that somebody hasn’t ended you after hearing you talk all day. Now please let me get to work before my boss ends me.”

“You are so…” Sofia only let out a scoff. “An office job? ‘Cause I’ve never seen you wear anything that doesn’t look like it’s from a thrift store on those poor barrios of Mushroom City.”

“Nope. Something that requires more work than crunching numbers.”

Upon turning to descend, Toadette bumped into another face. The smaller girl quickly shifted to the side, her eyes more focused on the walls than on anybody’s specific face.

“Don’t worry, Jazz, it’s still Toadette,” Minh said. “She might look like a little old lady, but she’s right on the cusp of hitting her twenties.”

Jasmin waved her hand for a second before continuing up the stairs, obscuring herself behind Minh’s body. In response, Toadette let out a loud groan.

“Hey, I distinctly remember you being the exact same when you were younger. Didn’t I have to threaten you at P.E. to get you to finally speak to me?” Minh sighed, rubbing Jasmin’s face. “Jazz, you wanna say something to her for once?”

Jasmin shook her head rapidly, provoking Sofia to burst out laughing.

“I don’t blame you, Jazz.” She gave Jasmin a high five. “Can’t blame you one bit.”

“I’m not mad at you, Jasmin,” Toadette clarified, adjusting her jacket. She finally descended all the stairs. “It’s fine. I’m about to see a kid who’s gonna talk my head off.”

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Author’s Note:
Those waiting for full foot action to engage, your wish has been fulfilled. I find these chapters of mostly sex action harder to write, as they’re like fight scenes: much of a story is comprised of dialogue. But I try not to drag things out for the sake of hitting a length.

There’s something satisfying about Toadette openly being able to satisfy Minh. She still won’t reveal her feelings about feet, but even being excited to let her friend orgasm is a huge step forward.