The Next Day

Kirsty slept like a baby throughout the night dreaming about pampering her feet while her feet dreamed of her pampering them. Their toes would twitch gently as they dreamed alongside their owner.

But just as quickly as they dreamed the sun peeked over the horizon as sunlight hit Kirsty’s eyes prompting her to wake up. Yawning she sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before stretching. She moved her feet to the side of the bed, her feet however were still sleeping and were woken up to the feeling of the cold floor meeting their soles.

Immediately Kirsty’s feet sent a jolt through her whole body as they pounded their toes on the ground repeatedly from the cold. Kirsty immediately walked toward her wardrobe, pulling out a pair of soft slippers. The moment she placed them on the ground her feet jumped into them, pulling Kirsty forward before rubbing their toes against the soft fluffy material.

Kirsty laughed to herself,

“Looks like you two are eager.”

Her feet ignored her, opting to warm themselves by rubbing into the slippers with gusto.

Kirsty walked herself into the kitchen pulling out leftovers from last night. As she sat down to eat, her right foot slid out from its slipper and began running its toes along Kirsty’s left leg.

Kirsty hummed in bliss at her foot’s touch but those hums quickly turned into gentle moans as her foot went further up toward her thighs. It would squeeze them with it’s toes making Kirsty roll her eyes back in pleasure.

Feeling adventurous Kirsty’s foot moved even further up her body groping her breasts. She closed her eyes as she let the sensations wash over her from seemingly nowhere. Her foot, quite pleased with itself decided it wanted to have some one-on-one time with it’s owner so the foot continued to snake its way upward before finding itself face to face with Kirsty.

Without hesitation Kirsty’s foot began tracing its big toe across her lips before moving so that it’s sole was in line with Kirsty’s mouth. Her lips parted as she licked them, tasting a slight hint of salty-ness from her run yesterday. Taking the act as encouragement her foot brought it’s sole to her lips.

Immediately Kirsty began kissing her foot’s sole, forcing it into her mouth as she wrapped her arms around it. She pulled back, sticking her tongue out as she ran it across her foot’s sole over and over again not actually knowing that it was her own foot as the taste and smell was all too enticing for her to stop. She eventually came into contact with her toes and not wanting to waste any time she stuck her tongue between them, making sure she covered every spot.

Her right foot was in bliss, enjoying every second while it’s sister watched on in shy jealousy as Kirsty began sucking on each of her toes. She swirled her tongue around them as she went one by one before her foot got impatient and shoved all of them into her mouth. And despite being taken by surprise Kirsty welcomed the invading appendages as she sucked on all of her toes with gusto.

Deciding that it wanted in on the action Kirsty’s left foot came up behind the right, tapping it gently to get its attention. Her right foot shoved its sister away, continuing to hog Kirsty’s mouth. Not letting it’s sister have all the fun Kirsty’s left foot grabbed its sister by the ankle and yanked it out.

Kirsty’s toes left her mouth with a pop and before anything else could happen her phone’s notification bell rang. Her eyes shot open and she was met with the sight of her two feet in front of her, one of which was wet all-over. Both her feet waved and wiggled their toes at her.

Not entirely sure of what to make of the situation Kirsty pulled her phone out of her pocket, reading the notification.

It was a text from Brad.

A text that Kirsty immediately cleared from her phone before she lobbed her it onto the table. Her left foot immediately sensed Kirsty’s displeasure and picked up her sandwich, an act she watched with curiosity. Her foot then brought it to her mouth wiggling it as if trying to get her to open it.

She obliged, letting her foot bring the food into her mouth before she bit off a chunk of sandwich.

As Kirsty chewed she snorted with a smile,

“I didn’t know I was this good at picking things up with my feet!”

Kirsty assumed she was doing this subconsciously so she closed her eyes and opened her mouth for another bite. And almost immediately she felt her foot move the sandwich into her mouth to which she bit off another bite.

Once Kirsty had finished the sandwich her left foot came in close to her lips. She gave it a little kiss on it’s sole before pocketing her phone, slipping on her slippers, and heading outside.

The whole walk Kirsty could feel her toes wriggling excitedly as if her feet were communicating to one-another. Walking outside to her front porch she took a seat on the bench that overlooked the front fields, her feet took themselves out of the slippers and brought her legs up so they could prop themselves across the bench.

Kirsty giggled,

“You two want all the attention today, huh?”

Her feet turned and locked their toes together in a mock of holding hands.

Kirsty shook her head with a smile, turning her head to face the fields while her feet continued to play with each other. She only got about five minutes of peace however as a familiar looking truck turned off the main road and was headed toward Kirsty’s home. She immediately sighed, knowing just what was going to happen.

The truck stopped just a few meters shy of the porch and out stepped Brad, Kirsty’s ‘boyfriend’. Kirsty’s feet immediately cracked their toes.

Brad shut his truck’s door closed before slowly approaching Kirsty,

“...hey Kirsty.”

“Brad.”

The two were silent as the former stood just off the patio awkwardly while the latter couldn’t care any less about the ensuing conversation.

“Say what you have to say then leave” Kirsty stated stoically.

Brad stood silent for a moment contemplating what he would say before speaking,

“What you saw between Meg and I that night is not what you think. It was—“

Kirsty scoffed,

“Not what I think!? The two of you were CLEARLY tangled together in that bed! Better yet, most people at the party said you didn’t down a single drink that night so DON’T EVEN TRY to pull that excuse out of your ass!”

Brad sighed,

“You have every right to be upset...”

Kirsty snorted at that.

“But please I’m telling you the truth.” Brad continued.

Kirsty didn’t respond. Instead she turned to face up at the patio roof. Saddened but still adamant Brad stepped forward, taking a seat at the opposite end of the bench next to Kirsty’s bare feet. Her left foot immediately shied was from him while the right slightly leaned toward him.

“Look,” Brad started. “All I’m asking for is a second chance. To be able to prove myself...”

“And why would I do that?” Kirsty short back.

“Because....I know deep down.....you still love me.”

Brad reached forward and held Kirsty’s right foot. It twitched gently at his touch, snaking it’s toes around his finger which held a silver ring that Kirsty bought for him as an anniversary gift.

Brad turned his gaze back to Kirsty, completely oblivious to Kirsty’s foot gently taking the ring off his finger. Once it was off it hung the ring on it’s pinky toe and tossed it to its sister. Her left foot then hid the ring under its toes before anyone could notice.

“You have very special feet, Kirsty.”

Kirsty rolled her eyes,

“Even when you’re supposed to be serious you STILL make it about my feet! Can’t you take your mind off them for one whole conversation!?” She spat.

Kirsty was at her breaking point, tears once again returning to her eyes,

“They don’t talk Brad! THEY DON’T LOVE YOU AND NOR DO I! SO JUST LEAVE!”

Kirsty got up and stormed through the front door, climbing the stairs and locking herself in her room. She sat on the edge of her bed.

Her left foot gently took out the ring and tossed it back to its sister. The right foot caught it before slipping it onto its middle toe. It quickly flexed itself in the full-body mirror across the room before joining its sister.

Kirsty cradled her head in her hands, sobbing from the encounter as she heard Brad’s truck startup and leave. She laid herself down crying herself to sleep.

And sleep she did, for the rest of the day she was out cold only twitching here and there as many dreams flashed through her mind. And it wasn’t until the late afternoon that she awoke to the sound of guitar strings strumming in a melodic tune.

Kirsty yawned as she propped herself against her bed’s backboard and when she opened her eyes she was greeted to a very curious sight.

Her feet had somehow got ahold of her guitar and were playing the song she’d been practicing but perfectly.

Kirsty laughed softly,

“I didn’t know you two were as talented as me...”

Kirsty went to grab the guitar but the moment her hand came close her foot swatted it away.

“Alright! Geez...”

Kirsty day back and watched her feet play, strumming each string with perfection.

There was just one thing missing...

“Well they thought they were made for each other...”

“...one thinking of one another.”

”Never thinking just for one second..... she would take a different attraction.”

“We don't want that, We don't want that, We don't want that, Oh no. We don't want that, We don't want that, We don't want that, Oh no...”

Kirsty sighed a happy sigh, closing her eyes as she felt something brush both her cheeks. Her feet had reached up and were caressing both her cheeks tenderly.

“Aw quit it you two...” Kirsty joked.

Both her feet blushed though she didn’t catch it. They returned to the end of the bed and buried themselves under the blankets before Kirsty took the guitar and leaned it against the foot of the bed. She then laid back down, staring at her ceiling as she contemplated the events of the last few days.

“...they’re not actually alive...right?”

Kirsty snorted and shook her head,

“Can’t be! They’re feet!”

That’s when she heard two distinctly female yawns emanate from the end of her bed. The blanket shifted slightly around her feet before settling down again.

Staring for a moment Kirsty shook her head again before closing her eyes as sleep came and took her. She was going to need a lot of rest, especially for what was to come very soon.