Toadette's Story: Book 2

Chapter 80 - Rose Town Road

“I’ll tell you: this vehicle is definitely a surprise,” Toadette said, leaning her seat back as she set her feet, adorned in nylons, atop the dashboard with a smirk.

“No kidding,” Minh added, stretched out across all three back seats. “Kinda expected the princess to hook us up with something with a bit of…pizzazz.”

Captain Toad tossed a gas container in the cab of the truck before hopping into the driver’s seat. With this specific pickup truck being designed for taller humans, he had to keep the seat practically glued to the floor for a chance at reaching the pedals.

“Let me ask: would either of you drive a limousine into a place like Goomba Village?”

When expressed that way, it better explained why the three Toads would be taking a pickup truck into Rose Town. The town might have seemed similar to Toad Town at a glance, but it was full of wild grass, thick mud and other natural elements. Even with so few cars, a rugged pickup truck would still fit in with the rural aesthetic.

“Wait! Wait for me!”

“I know that voice.” Toad peered out the window. “Toadette, your daughter’s here.”

“I hate how that sentence makes too much sense.” She looked over the driver’s window. “Penelope, you can’t come.”

“One week,” the girl huffed. “You stayed for literally one week, and now you’re leaving again! Why?”

“Appreciate being a kid while you can.”

“You promised to take me to the Great Geek Convention!” Penelope held up a flyer. “You promised!”

“That was before I was tasked with going out of town,” Toadette sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“But… If I can’t go there, fine, but at least let me come with you guys! Don’t let me just stay here. You gotta let me do something fun!”

“Penelope, would your mom be okay with this?” Minh asked.

“Even if she were,” Toad interjected, “I’m not. We don’t need a fourth amigo.”

“Miss Toadette?” The child’s voice trembled.

“We don’t wanna put you in danger again.” Toadette waved, trying to cheer Penelope’s teary face. “Make yourself a little stronger, and then we’ll see.”

“That’s not fair! I’ve gone with you before!”

“Quit screaming at your second mother,” Toad said, waving a finger. “See you, Penelope.”

The truck roared to life, a final slap in the face to Penelope’s pleas. It left her standing on the castle grounds, and with emotions swelling inside of her, she unleashed her rage on the nearest wall. Though a sharp gasp escaped her lips from the impact.

“I am not going to be treated like I’m some garbage unnecessary kid! You hear me?”

***

The familiar stretch of Pleasant Path faded as the Toads’ truck propelled them into the next set of grassy plains. For kilometres ahead, an endless sea of green flanked them, dotted with patches of sparkling snow. The sky above was a canvas of orange and pink hues, making for a breathtaking landscape. Despite having travelled this route many times, the warm colours and snow’s shimmer kept Toadette wide awake.

With a smile, she popped her head out the window and let her braids flap in the cool wind.

“Close that,” Toad groaned, yanking her back into the truck and locking the windows.

“Hmph!” In a childish display, Toadette pouted and folded her arms. “Killjoy.”

“I’d rather not work in sub-zero temperatures.”

“Fine.” Toadette glanced over at Toad. “You drive with shoes on?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I think she’s used to the fact that I don’t.” Minh propped her bare feet up on the centre console. “In my opinion, it’s way more comfortable when operating vehicles.”

“Too bad that comfort isn’t a top priority in my career,” Toad said, attempting to push Minh’s feet away. It was no use; her feet were like two giant boulders. They wiggled and enjoyed the contact.

Toadette slunk further into her seat, her eyes peeking at Minh’s feet.

“Ew,” Toad groaned one last time, making a final attempt to push Minh’s foot back. “Can you please put your shoes on?”

“Do my feet stink?” she asked with a lost tone in her voice. “Golly, I didn’t notice.”

“You two might think it’s cute to force everyone to smell your foot funk, but it’s really fucking gross,” he complained, plugging his nose. “It smells like you’ve got some kind of cheese infection.”

“It’s ironic, isn’t it? The coldest time of the year has my feet reeking at their worst. If you’re gonna blame anybody, blame my boots.”

“If only I’d brought my gas mask,” he sighed.

Toadette’s nose twitched. Despite also feeling a hint of disgust from Minh’s noxious foot odour, she couldn’t help but rest her hands on her lap. It was as if it was the heat from her feet that caused her to become wetter. Her breaths got heavier, masked by the sound of the truck’s energy.

Without warning, Toadette grabbed Minh’s right foot and sniffed it.

Minh covered her mouth, a chortle escaping her.

“This is what’s bothering you?” Toadette asked Toad, inhaling Minh’s sole. “It’s gross, sure, but compared to what I’ve got going on, it’s nothing.”

“That’s not something to brag about, dumbass!”

I shall happily brag about it, she thought. The pink-capped Toad stared at her own feet—crossed at the ankles—and began to pop her shoe off her left foot repeatedly. Her heel gasped for air every chance it could before being plunged back into its rancid prison once more.

The rhythmic slap-slap-slap of the shoe was the car’s melody, since Captain Toad apparently didn’t have an ear for radio tunes. After two minutes of the foot tune playing, the shoe fell off completely to reveal Toadette’s foot. Though the dark fabric obscured much of the shape, the way it sagged around her big toe and clung desperately to her sole told a story of its own.

She licked her lips and extended her foot towards Toad, her heart skipping a beat once his face brushed against her sole.

“I believe you when you say your feet smell worse,” he shouted, his grip firm on her ankle. “I don’t need an example.”

In response, Toadette pushed her foot even deeper into his face, until her toes were suffocating his nose. She couldn’t have cared less that her knee slammed into the dashboard in her rush to pump his lungs with her sweaty essence. A grand smirk was cast across her face, complemented by the pink blush on her cheeks.

There then came a sudden screech, and Toadette’s entire body was sent flying. She collided with the dashboard, while Minh experienced a different impact—a sharp pain in her feet as her legs tensed. The car groaned and returned to neutral, causing them to realise that they stopped.

Why am I the only one wearing a seatbelt?

Toad sipped his hot chocolate, completely ignoring the complaints they threw at him.

“If you morons can’t sit still for an hour, this is gonna be a very long trip.”

“I just wanted to have some fun,” Toadette whined, placing her shoe back on her foot.

Minh, fuelled by stubbornness as thick as her legs, set her feet back upon the centre console. She crossed them at the ankles, rocking them back and forth as her gaze locked onto Toad.

Exasperated, the captain set the car in drive and continued down the icy road.

Minh’s attention then shifted to Toadette’s arousal.

Tilting her feet in Toadette’s direction was the first step to catching her attention. But Toadette’s head stayed completely still, with her long hair blocking any signs of her looking. Minh kept her seatbelt disengaged and angled her body so that her feet would be closer to Toadette, and yet Toadette’s head still hadn’t turned in her direction.

Drastic measures were needed.

Minh twisted her body, extending her meaty legs over the truck’s console. A bunch of little items spilt onto the floor as she made herself comfortable, resting her knees on the carpeted floor. The bottoms of her feet were now on full display for both front-seat passengers.

Toad just shook his head, not bothering to encourage her with words. Toadette, on the other hand, couldn’t speak because she was at a loss for words.

Covered in a light coat of moisture, Minh’s feet looked delicious, especially since they formed such chunky wrinkles in this state. When they scrunched, not only did the wrinkles protrude in greater depth, but Toadette could take in the sight of Minh’s toenails even better. Their pink polish had begun to chip, with tiny cracks exposing the natural nails. The thought of Minh sitting alone to give herself a detailed pedicure contributed to Toadette’s shaky body language. No matter how hard she tried to hold still, her legs wobbled, and her focus went all over the place.

Her lips curled more times than Minh could count. When their eyes finally met, Toadette could only snap her head forward, focusing on the windy stretch of road outside.

Interesting… Minh smiled. She still couldn’t believe she’d cursed Toadette with her special foot fetish.

Minh brainstormed more ways to truly turn Toadette on. After all, the florist had spent years in Toadette’s position of staring at feet and wanting to get off to them. Rarely did she get to see the spiciest scenarios unfold before her very eyes. And yet here she was, locked in a truck with two people who knew of her secret fetish. She particularly checked out Captain Toad, especially since he commented about her feet not smelling so fresh.

“Switch seats with me, Toadette,” Minh said, making room for Toadette to climb into the back.

“What could you possibly be doing now?” Toad asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “I’m really interested.”

“Good.” Her voice deepened as she got into the passenger seat. It adopted a soft, sultry tone. “I’m feeling a little horny…”

Toadette’s pupils shrunk.

“If you wanna suck my dick, go for it,” Toad said, continuing to drive as Minh unbuttoned his pants. “Give Toadette a lesson on how to do it.”

“Oh, I’ll give her a lesson.” Minh reached in the back and dug through her bag. Out came two white sandals, visibly grimy as if they’d suffered years under her feet. Toadette felt as nauseous as she did curious, unable to predict what Minh was planning to do. When the older girl slipped her strappy flip-flops onto her feet, Toad raised an eyebrow.

“What are you doing? Ew! Minh, get your disgusting feet off me before I throw you out this truck!”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” she said, wrestling with him to have her way with his body. “Oncoming car!”

Toad’s focus sharply returned to the road, only for him to find nothing. All he encountered was Minh pinning his semi-erect cock between her damp foot and crusty flip-flop. It was her left foot, to be exact. She scrunched her toes so tightly that the wrinkles wrung out some extra sweat onto his penis.

“Gross… I can feel your wrinkles…”

“As if you don’t have any when your feet get all hot ‘n’ stuff,” Minh scoffed. “Boy, please.”

The florist began to slowly rub her foot up and down Toad’s trapped cock. Toad simply whimpered, his hips twitching against his will. As disgusting as the moisture of her foot was, along with the sheer disgust of knowing he was grinding against her flip-flop, the sex had already begun. And once the sex begins for a man, it’s such a struggle to want to end it. It took everything in him to avoid lunging at Minh for her disgusting act, but he also took a deep breath, accepting that he needed to get them to Rose Town safe and sound.

Minh puckered her cherry lips as she winked to Toadette. “You wanna watch, cutie?”

Toadette was already staring at the unfolding scene, blushing fiercely. Her body was now tingling all over. She slowly leaned forward and watched as Minh’s foot had its way with Toad. On the one hand, Toadette felt a twinge of envy, as she wanted so badly to make him cum on her feet. On the other hand, Minh’s feet were so pretty that she couldn’t help but be entranced. And the longer she witnessed Minh’s techniques, the more she felt like an amateur.

Had Toadette worked Toad’s cock with her feet, she would’ve been so sloppy. Minh had a few crazy movements, but for the most part, she was in complete control.

Whenever she curled her toes or splayed them, the pressure tightened so much that Toad’s balls jolted. Minh would occasionally grind the ball of her foot against the head of his cock, provoking a moan of disgust and mild pleasure from Toad. The girl responded to every twitch and throb of his penis, knowing precisely when and where to apply more pressure or increase the speed of her stroking.

Since she wanted more time to gauge Toadette’s reaction, Minh purposely kept her speed at a snail’s pace. And since her foot was always pressed against his dick, there was no chance at Toad losing his erection.

“For a hedonist foot hater like yourself, you sure are leaking a lot of pre-cum,” Minh giggled, using her right foot to make that slap-slap-slap sound in front of Toad’s face. To her amusement, each slap only provoked a reaction from Toadette, whose blinking became more rapid.

“I don’t have much control when you’re constantly scrunching your nasty toes on my cock,” he groaned, refusing to look down at the horrid sight. “Ew…”

“If I had more space in this car, I’d give you some head while you fuck my feet and sandals.” Minh’s sexual expletive was the signal for Toadette that she was in pure arousal mode. Minh blew a kiss to her friend, chuckling further. “Golly, Toadette. Who would’ve ever guessed this would be turning you on like it is?”

“Huh?” Toadette quickly let out a laugh laced with shyness. “Oh, I’d probably give a worse…whatever you call this thing again.”

“A footjob. But when the sandals are involved, I prefer to dub it a sandaljob.” She wiggled her toes against Toad’s glans, making him whimper. “A stinky, sweaty, sexy sandaljob.”

Toadette’s pussy clenched so hard that it almost hurt.

Her male friend must’ve felt similarly, for he let out thick ropes of semen all over Minh’s foot. He gripped the wheel tightly, panting rapidly as Minh continued to play with his cock. Each second that passed, Toadette’s lips trembled. Whether she was staring at the hot sperm or Minh’s foot, it caused liquids to escape her tight panties.

“Blew a big load on my foot, wow!” Minh lifted her dripping sole, admiring the semen that glistened on it. “And you acted like I was about to murder your dick.”

The girl then removed her flip-flop and began to lick it like a lollipop. The gooey semen sloshed in her mouth, resting long enough for her to begin licking what rested on her foot. It was everywhere—on her sole, between her toes, and even a smidge managed to stain her heel. Her big, brown eyes remained fixated on Toadette as she ate the cum from her own foot. The shivering reaction from her best friend put a big smile on the face of the florist.

“I hope you’re satisfied, Toadette,” she sang, sucking her big toe. “If you ain’t, you can blame our friend on the other side of this car.”

“How the hell is it my fault?” he asked, twitching once Minh began to clean his cock.

“Lack of enthusiasm will kill any show,” she said. “I’ve been in enough plays to know that.”

Toadette, utterly confused on how to react, slowly clapped.

“I see I’ve got even more to learn from you.” She held Minh’s bag on her lap, hiding the fact that she was going through tiny tissues to try and soak up the mess dripping down her legs. “You’re really skilled with your feet.”

Minh grinned, some semen still leaking through her teeth.

“One day I’ll make a pro out of you.”

***

“Just take me, Mother!”

“I am extremely busy right now.”

“Why can’t I go out by myself?”

“Because I’m your mother, and I say so. That’s reason enough.” Peach continually held Penelope at distance as she walked down the hall in her high heels and rosy dress. “Do I need to remind you about the wasting-my-money situation?”

“We’re rich!” Penelope was so red that she looked like an apple.

“You’re also grossly irresponsible. I mean, walking out into town in nothing but a swimsuit? Just barefooting it like you have no money whatsoever? And this has been going on for years, Penelope.”

“Okay, I’ll wear more clothes,” the girl hastened to say. “Just let me go to the Great Geek Convention.”

“You’ll go next year.”

The child formed two fists, stomping repeatedly and yelling at the top of her lungs.

“Enough.” Peach’s voice was firm. “What is so serious about a video game place?”

“Woman, I’ve waited long enough!”

“Good heavens,” Peach groaned. She simply nudged her daughter back and continued onward, leaving Penelope to tear her own hair out.

“Then I’m just gonna die here from boredom!” She looked at her golden locks in her hand. “Bitch!”

The castle staff around simultaneously gasped, and before Peach could even turn around to look at her foul-mouthed daughter, the girl had disappeared. Penelope had sprinted all the way to her bedroom and slammed the door shut. She thought back on all the ways Toadette would work out: the push-ups, the running, the jumping jacks and more.

“I’ll show you, Miss Toadette,” she whispered, flexing her muscles. “When you come back, I’ll convince you to take me with you.”

However, she then remembered that it was Toadette who successfully managed to run away from home without anybody finding out until it was too late. Given who her mother was, it wasn’t as if Penelope couldn’t stay away forever, but perhaps…

A malicious smile grew on her face.

***

After the sandaljob, Minh had changed positions once more. She sat in the back of the truck with Toadette. Her plump feet rested on Toadette’s lap for the rest of the drive to Rose Town, and Toadette could either look at them or awkwardly massage them to pass time. The constant touching had caused her to have a close call with climaxing not once but twice.

“Once we find this star,” Minh whispered, shooting a glance at Toadette, “we should have a threesome. You know, a good way to reward ourselves.”

“Um…”

“Wouldn’t be our first time. Only this time, we don’t have to worry about being like cows on a farm.”

Toadette chuckled, thinking back to when the three of them had to pump a bunch of milk out their body for the Star Festival—an event that left each Toad drained. At the end of it, Toadette had lactated the most. The cause? Why, the very things that Minh was rubbing on her lap at this moment.

“Maybe we can peg him together one day,” the gardener snickered.

“I still don’t know what that means.”

“You’ll find out.” She rubbed her soles together. “We could give him a double footjob, too. Or maybe he and I can lick your nipples all night. Ooh! What if we had him lick both our butts?”

“Well…” Toadette gasped, feeling Minh’s foot press against her groin. “I think a footjob would be easiest of that. I need practice, right?”

“You wanna practise. Alright,” Minh mumbled, joy filling her heart. “We just gotta make sure he’s not gonna ruin all our fun! Whining about stinky feet like they aren’t the best thing in the world…”

These two are not quiet in the slightest, he mused.

Captain Toad took solace at the fact that he didn’t need to entertain their conversation. His ears were primarily tuned to the sound of the engine chugging along, as well as the various nocturnal creatures that sang in the twilight hours. At this rate, with how smooth the trip was going, they were bound to reach Rose Town before nightfall could hit.

Crack!

In the blink of an eye, the windshield spiralled into a jagged web. Toad jerked the wheel, narrowly avoiding a tree stump along the path. Minh and Toadette both flew out their seats again, and before either could process what happened, Toad jumped out the truck. The twenty-three-year-old whipped out a red flare gun.

“What is this?” He squinted at the object protruding from the damaged glass. Upon plucking it out, he immediately suspected that a Ninji would be nearby. And yet no other shuriken headed his way.

“Are we dealing with ninjas?” Toadette joined him. “Hey, don’t drop your defence. They’re being sneaky.”

“I doubt it.” He pointed to the surrounding trees, where various shuriken clung to the branches like lethal Christmas ornaments. Just then, another series of stars fell from the heavens, aimed directly towards Rose Town. “That’s way too offensive to be sneaky, rookie.”

“You think they know we’re gonna—”

Toadette scampered back as the truck’s hood was punctured with another shuriken. Toad immediately grabbed her arm, slung her into the truck and put his foot on the gas.

“First thing’s first, we gotta make sure the people are okay. Buckle up!”

Minh gulped. “So much for the threesome.”

“It’s not an adventure without some trouble,” Toadette replied. She planted a kiss on Minh’s cheek, stroking her tenderly. “I’ll let you suck my sweaty toes when it’s all over, okay?”

“You’re too kind,” Minh giggled, keeping up her smile as long as she could before they entered Rose Town.

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Author’s Note:
More people need to give sandaljobs, don’t you agree? Something so thrilling about having a cock in between a shoe and the sole of a foot. It’s like a lovely pressure.