The Demands of.....feet?

"Wh- What!?"

Kirsty's mouth failed to produce words as she stared at her lively feet. They were both stretching their toes, moaning as the cool air met the spots between them. Though the nature of the situation was quite concerning she couldn't help but stare at her feet and feel a little flustered. The way they moved on their own, sweat slightly dripping down their soles, and the sight of their scrunched wrinkles made Kirsty lose her train of thought for a moment. It wasn't any different from previous times she'd been looking at them...

They just happened to be alive now is all.

"Dude, what're you staring at? Didn't you hear us?"

Kirsty snapped out of her trance as her eyes shot to her right foot,

"Sorry?"

The foot rolled it's 'eyes' and scoffed as it pulled itself right up to her face,

"What do you mean 'sorry'? We know you can feel us! Better yet, you can smell us from being cooped up in those horribly damp socks! Its suffocating and uncomfortable in there you jerk!" Her foot spat.

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted her left foot lift itself off the floor and pull her leg toward the bed. It then grabbed some of the blanket between its toes before yanking it to the ground. Kirsty could only watch in silence as her rogue foot started rubbing itself against the cloth in an effort to dry the sweat on its body.

"It's not working!" Kirsty's left foot cried out. It sighed before resting itself back on the ground.

"I~uh..." Kirsty stuttered.

Her right foot growled, "Don't think so!? How 'bout THIS!"

Before Kirsty could react to her foot it shot forward and started dragging itself across her face, smearing it's sweaty body over every inch of skin. She tried to pull away but her foot stuck to her face like it was glued to it. Her other foot turned and 'stood by' as her right foot assaulted her.

"CUT IT OUT!!" Kirsty screamed but as she did her foot had dragged it's toes next to her mouth. Seeing an opportunity her foot immediately shoved its toes inside causing her to gag.

"Doesn't taste so nice does it!?" her foot laughed.

Kirsty wrapped her hands around her ankle and began tugging her foot out of her mouth, an act that proved to be quite taxing given her intense run moments ago. While doing this she felt and tasted what was her foot and came to a realisation that made her do a double take...

Her foot tasted quite nice.

It wasn't a horrid taste she thought feet would taste like. There was a bit of saltiness that didn't overstay its welcome. As for the smell it didn't smell bad either, rather enjoyable and bordering intoxicating. And she'd enjoy it even more if it weren't for her foot forcibly making her taste and smell said things.

Suddenly her foot stopped it's attack allowing Kirsty to pull it out of her mouth. It's toes were covered in her saliva, the sight causing an unusual feeling to stir in Kirsty.

"I'm sorry..." her foot apologised.

Just as she opened her mouth to respond her foot continued,

"I get really moody when I'm sore."

"...its uh... its okay?" Kirsty offered.

"It's just hard being a foot, ya know?" Her right foot sighed.

Her left foot stretched it's toes before jumping in, "Its not like we don't want to run and do stuff. We do! Honest! Its just sometimes we'd appreciate it if you'd give us some chill time too."

Of all the ways Kirsty saw this 'talking feet' situation going this was not one of them.

"Massages are always welcome, and drying us from all the sweat of working hard for you helps too," her right foot jumped back in.

Kirsty hung her head in shame, partially from how ridiculous this whole thing was. Its not every day you find that your feet are sentient and have feelings, yet here she was.

"I didn't know feet could feel this way. Especially mine," Kirsty chuckled nervously before continuing,

"Then again, feet don't normally talk..."

Both of her feet laughed,

"We're just like a normal pair of feet. Just because we talk doesn't mean we're any different from other pairs."

Hearing that caused Kirsty to smile. At least she wasn't on bad terms with her own two feet.

"Here, let me dry you two off," she went to stand up and found she could now move her legs.

Kirsty walked over to her wardrobe and opened the door when a thought crossed her mind albeit a bit of a stupid one but a thought nonetheless,

"Does walking on your soles hurt?" she said looking down at her feet.

Both her feet pulled themselves up, expertly balancing themselves on the balls of their heels,

"We're feet! Walking is what we're supposed to do!" Her right foot smirked.

Her left foot piped up, "If you were to stamp the ground or stub our toes then...."

"Right, gotcha."

Kirsty dug through all the articles of clothing before grabbing out a towel. And almost immediately her feet took control of themselves and walked her to the bed, plopping her on the mattress and resting themselves on her lap. They both sighed in content.

"How do you do that?" she asked.

"Do what?" both her feet asked in unison.

"Take control of my legs like that?"

Her right foot groaned, "Can it wait? We're still covered in sweat here..."

"Alright fine, geez."

Kirsty got to work on drying her needy feet starting with the left foot. She began by wiping down the tops of their bodies before working on the sole. While passing where her foot's mouth was she could feel a breath being exhaled, a feeling that was foreign as up until moments ago she didn't know that feet could breathe..... let alone move on their own. She finished by wiping down the toes and getting the spots between them, an act that cause her foot to stifle a moan.

"Is that okay?" Kirsty asked.

"More than okay. It was lovely!" her left foot smiled up at her.

She smiled before turning her attention to her right foot "Okay, now you."

Before she could bring the towel to her foot it gently lifted itself up and levelled with her face,

"I wanna look at your face while you do it..." her foot smirked.

Kirsty thought nothing of it and shrugged, "If you insist."

Her foot's smirk immediately turned into a smile, like it had won Kirsty's 'favourite foot award'. She began the same routine she did with her other foot, starting with the top before working on the sole. Not a peep came from her foot, that was until she got to it's toes,

"You really know how to work those hands, huh Kirs~" her foot purred, staring into her eyes with it's smile still present.

"And you know how to really butter me up," Kirsty retorted jokingly, chuckling at her own joke.

"About as much as you knowing how to give a foot a good time~" her foot responded, Kirsty's joking demeanour flying over it's head. It started to move itself toward Kirsty's face, licking it's lips-

"There!" Kirsty finished wiping down the last toe before moving back and looking over both of her feet.

"Thanks Kirsty! Gimme five!"

Kirsty raised a hand and was greeted with her left foot slapping it in a mock hand/foot high-five. Her right foot was silent in confusion.

"Wait wh-"

"Now about that massage you girls wanted..."

Both her feet shot up,

"YES!"