Toadette's Story: Book 2

Chapter 123 - Late-Night Snacks

In Amini’s room, she finished tidying the kitchen. Penelope and Jasmin were lying in the same bed. Penelope’s eyes were half-open and fixed on the ceiling, while Jasmin was curled up on her side and softly snoring.

They look like angels, Amini thought. I would’ve never guessed what they’ve been through.

She turned off the faucet and walked to the front door to check the lock. Sighing with relief, she slipped out of her open-backed clogs.

Penelope’s eyes darted towards her.

Amini’s tanned feet hit the floor with a soft slap, sticking slightly to the wood as she crossed the room.

“Make sure you get some rest, Penelope.” She stopped just short of the bed. “I promise you don’t have anything to worry about.”

Penelope didn’t respond. Her eyes lowered to Amini’s feet; they were skinnier than Minh’s, had bare toenails and were smaller overall. After a moment, she looked back at the ceiling.

Amini resisted the urge to stroke her forehead. Signs of affection just aren’t allowed right now.

“We’ll have a good time together,” she whispered, heading to the bathroom.

Penelope waited until she heard the shower running. She looked at Jasmin.

I won’t touch her, she promised herself. It’s wrong. I’m the princess’ daughter; Mother and Miss Toadette would both expect better of me.

Then she was up, drifting to the clogs. After all, they weren’t alive. She knelt and sniffed them wildly, letting out a shuddering moan. They reeked of pungent, sweaty feet mixed with pinewood and spice.

Nowhere near too stinky like Miss Toadette’s flats. At least I’ll have these to keep me sane. As well as…

She moved to Jasmin’s sandals next. The imprints of her feet were burnt into the material. Penelope picked the left one up; it was still warm and reeked as godawfully as it had at the convention.

A twisted smile grew on her face. Sorry, Miss Toadette, but Jazz’s smell is just…

She brought the heel of the sandal to her lips. Gulping, she dragged her tongue slowly up the length of the shoe, all the way to the toe indentations. It tasted foul. The surface was initially rough, but as her tongue pressed harder, it morphed into this creamy sensation.

A thick film of sweat, dust and grime coated the sandal, dissolving on her tongue.

It made her eye twitch. She spat the dust out onto the floor.

But she wasn’t stopping her taste test. Her tongue went up and down the shoe repeatedly; she would refuse to swallow anything, letting it collect on her tongue before she wiped it on her shirt sleeve. Disgusting as the bits of grime were, the initial taste had her captive.

This is so buttery! Sucks I gotta wipe these crumbs off, but wow, is it worth it!

After planting kisses on the sandal, she dropped it onto the floor. With a heavy sigh, she crawled to the bed and took hold of the sheets.

I have to do it, Jazz! Forgive me.

Off the sheets came. Jasmin’s feet were pointed sideways. To her surprise, they were beyond filthy.

Did she shower? Or did she keep the water on and pretend she was showering? Penelope’s breathing got deeper as she stared. They’re so…icky. But it’s… Oh, Jazz…

She lowered her face and inhaled. The mixture of cheese and sweat was far more potent than Amini’s. It was intoxicating. She shot out her tongue, but it slowed as she focused on the space between Jasmin’s largest toes. A dark line lingered there.

Toe jam.

Penelope gagged on instinct at the foreign texture. Yet she refused to pull away. Instead, she moaned into the foot, scooping the substance out with the tip of her tongue. Its taste was indescribably earthy as it dominated her taste buds.

Okay, this is nasty, she thought, panting. So, so nasty! But I can’t just spit it out. I… I want to clean her feet. She deserves it.

She swallowed the jam, feeling it slide down her throat. Immediately she went back for more. Her hand drifted between her legs again, rubbing even stronger. However, she kept an ear open for the bathroom door. The danger of Amini walking out at any second sent a chill down her spine.

Jasmin’s toes twitched against her lips. Penelope’s eyes widened. Once she heard Jasmin’s soft snoring return, she could breathe a sigh of relief.

She sucked harder and faster, treating the toes as if they were lollipops. Her whimpering grew as she milked the stale grime from the crevices. Each dive into hot toe jam made her pussy quiver.

I gotta stop soon… Gotta stop… Groaning, she sucked on Jasmin’s index toe intensely. Just a little longer… Just a little—

The climax snuck up on her.

She gasped, her face getting lower into Jasmin’s feet as her body spasmed. Her legs crushed her hand between her thighs as juice flowed.

While her body shuddered, the toe remained twitching in her mouth. She had to fight every urge to scream in delight. The sensation ended within the minute, but it left her drenched in sweat. Her heart beat so fast that she thought it would jump out of her chest.

Jasmin’s toes were now glistening.

Penelope wiped her mouth, sighing. The weird, sour taste of raw toe jam still peppered her tongue. It was revolting; this was the grossest thing she’d ever done.

And yet she couldn’t stop blushing.

She got under the sheets. Jasmin rolled over, now facing her. Penelope smiled wearily and moved closer until their feet touched.

“You’re amazing,” she whispered, wrapping an arm around Jasmin and pulling them together. “Night, Jazz.”

Who knows? The stay here might not be so bad, especially when I’ve got you.

When Amini emerged, both girls were dead to the world. She prepared to shut the lights off when she noticed something: the shoes at the front door weren’t lined up properly.

I could’ve sworn I’d lined them up, she thought. She nudged her clogs back into place and reached for Jasmin’s left sandal.

As her fingers grasped the sole, she recoiled. Her fingers returned soaked.

She let out a groan of disgust. She touched the insole again cautiously. It was covered from heel to toe in this slimy layer. She looked around the floor for some explanation. But every other shoe was dry.

Is there a leak? She looked up but found no evidence. Scratching her head, she sniffed her fingers. A grimace took over her face. Saliva? What the…?

Trembling, she held the drenched sandal by the strap. A single droplet hit her big toe.

She set the soggy shoe next to its dry partner before plunging the room into darkness, unaware that she was sleeping just a few meters away from the reason why.

***

Toad’s lips wrapped around Minh’s left nipple, sucking gently. The sweet, honeysuckle flavour flooded his mouth like fresh nectar. He pulled back, licking his lips.

Toadette’s eyes fluttered closed as the honey-flavoured milk coated her tongue. She sucked harder than Toad, drawing out a breathy moan from Minh before pulling off with a wet pop.

“Whoa… You taste sweeter than I do,” Toadette panted.

“Matches my personality.” Minh stretched and then sat on the bed. She stood before them, completely stripped except for her panties, and flexed her toes. “But now, I would love it if you guys sucked on my toes. Suck them real hard.”

She revealed her feet, caked in Rogueport’s dust from their walk.

Toad gagged. Toadette held still, taking a deep breath.

Without saying a word, she knelt and took Minh’s right foot in her hands. Looking at it lovingly, she dusted off any noticeable hairs or extreme dust bunnies. The grit was practically baked into Minh’s foot; the roughness of her heel contrasted with the softness of her soles. Toadette gulped and pressed the big toe to her lips.

“Don’t be shy.” Minh’s voice was a whisper. “What’d we talk about, Toadette? Dirt is healthy.”

Dirt is healthy, Toadette. You like feet now. Dirt is natural… It’s natural…

She took the big toe into her mouth and began sucking it like a pacifier.

Minh’s other grubby toes curled against her cheek, as if begging for entry. However, Toadette made sure that the big toe received the deluxe treatment. She swirled her tongue around it deliberately, eliciting a fluttery moan from Minh. Her nose crinkled at the scent—raw earth, feet and overused rubber flip-flops. It wasn’t pleasant, but she persevered, looking up at Minh as though she were a puppy seeking approval.

“Good girl.” Minh popped her toe out, admiring its wetness. “Now, I have nine other piggies ready to get bathed.”

“I’ll try.”

“Don’t try. You can do it.” She looked at Toad. “As for you, mister… Pull out that dick.”

“If you’re gonna jerk me off with your filthy feet—”

“Boy, don’t you see I’m letting Toadette slobber on them right now?” Minh pointed to her own mouth. “I’m hungry.”

Toad breathed a sigh of relief. “With your freaky fetish now, I can never know what to expect.” He stripped until his cock was visible, dripping with fluids. Minh licked her lips. He got on his knees and let his cock dip into her mouth.

“Mmm…” She wrapped her lips around it. “Let’s see if I can make you cum faster than Toadette…”

Toadette pulled Minh’s toes from her mouth. “I’m sorry. What?”

“Took a while to make him burst, from what I heard,” Minh giggled. “Even though he still liked your little lovemaking nights.”

Toadette’s eyes narrowed at Toad. “You told her the very night we fucked, didn’t you?”

“At least you were sweet enough to expect better of me.”

“You son of a—” Minh’s toes reintroduced themselves into her mouth, cutting her off.

All this meant was she’d have to get more aggressive when she got to him.

But for now, she sucked on Minh’s big toe then took several toes at once, bobbing her head as if she were sucking a huge dick. She held four out of five toes in her mouth for half a minute, her throat convulsing as she tried to take the foot in deeper. When she pulled away, she licked between the digits, especially between the big and second toes, where dust had gathered.

The grime still didn’t sit well with her. But compared to licking it off Peach’s feet, this felt like heaven. Seeing Minh’s pleasure-filled face instead of Peach’s scowl probably helped.

“They tasting better now?” Minh asked with a mouthful of cock.

“A little bit.” Toadette went down each toe in a line, sucking them one by one.

Finally she started licking the greater soles. The bottoms of Minh’s feet were like a filth-rich valley. Toadette took off her glasses, closed her eyes and gave them a mighty lick from heel to toe. The plumpness of the heel made for a comforting starting point, even with the fine layer of grain. The journey up Minh’s sole was bumpy, and the journey down even more so as she scrunched her toes.

Toadette smacked her lips, tasting the dirt. She clenched her fists and swallowed like it was a heavy pill.

I’m insane. The more I lick them, the more I see she’s right about clean feet being plain. She took another lick up the arch. They’re prettier, sure. I’d still love to rub them. But why’s this ickiness making my heart beat faster?

She sucked on the ball of the right foot, causing Minh to squeal.

Could be fear. Could also be that I’m growing more demented and actually liking this. Dirty feet… Ugh, but they’re so…

Toadette gasped as Minh pinched her nose with her moist toes.

Minh crossed her feet at the ankles. Toadette repositioned herself, licking meticulously between each toe for a second pass. Minh seemed especially thrilled when Toadette jammed her toe deep into the velvety skin. The more pressure applied, the more Minh fidgeted.

Though part of that fidgeting came from sucking Toad’s dick.

She took slow licks up his shaft before stroking it while she suckled on the tip. His foreskin made the stroking more pleasurable, eliciting moan after moan as he gripped her cap.

With a giggle, Minh pushed her face all the way into his crotch.

“Holy shit…” His grip tightened.

“Do I suck it like a pro, Daddy?” Minh’s voice was infantile, even more so as she repeated the question in Spanish. “Hmm?”

“Yes, you do.” Toad pulled her deeper until she could go no more. Unlike Toadette at any point, Minh wasn’t gagging. Her gag reflex seemed nonexistent. She simply massaged the cock with her tongue as it throbbed in her mouth. After letting it pulse for several moments, she pulled back and slapped it against her tongue.

“Gracias.” She moaned then soaked his balls in her hot saliva. “Sabe muy rica tu verga.”

“She says it tastes awesome, Toadette. I swear, Minh makes anything sound hotter in her native tongue.” He glanced at Toadette, whose mouth was stuffed with dusty, wiggling toes. “So when did you find out your BFF was a total slut?”

“Junior high. Or middle—whichever you call it.” Toadette kissed Minh’s foot. “While my mom was on my head, acting like I’d grow up to be this dirty, barefoot-walking prostitute, lo and behold, it’s my best friend doing it with absolutely no one suspicious.”

“I’ve fucked enough people to fill a notebook,” Minh moaned. “If only it weren’t so shameful to admit it.”

“Hold up.” Toad held her neck in place. “Hasn’t Sofia had sex with multiple guys? Why hasn’t your family cast her out yet?”

“Y’know, they say they care about sex before marriage, but they really don’t.” She licked his dick. “They care about sex in a proper relationship. My thing of pleasuring various people? Yeah, that’d get me disowned real quick.”

Toadette pulled back, panting. “They try that, and I’ll bully them into accepting you back.”

“And how do you see that working?” Toad asked.

“Like this.” Toadette marched away. Suddenly the room’s smell intensified. They saw her return with one of her flats in hand. Before Toad could react, she shoved it over his nose and pushed him into it. “Sniff it! Smell the stench of over six years of hard work!”

“Toadette—” Her hand covered his mouth. His voice went nasal as he breathed in her musk. He started to feel lightheaded.

“Listen up, Minh’s family.” She announced boldly. “If you do not accept that your daughter is one of the prettiest, bravest, and most intelligent sluts in our kingdom, I, the great and powerful Toadette, shall bomb every one of your houses with my sweaty footwear! My feet get so deliciously ripe in those stink chambers, I’ve defeated mortals with them!”

Minh could no longer keep Toad’s cock in her mouth. She burst out laughing, doubling over. A stream of his pre-cum shot onto her cap.

Toadette finally dropped the shoe, giving Toad a chance to breathe.

He wiped his face. “Surprised you never worked in a cheese factory.”

“With all the odd jobs I took to survive, you don’t know.” She stuck her tongue out. “You could’ve been tasting me in your spaghetti…”

Toad genuinely shuddered. Minh, meanwhile, let out a deep moan. She’d snatched Toadette’s flat and sniffed it intensely, her toes curling with each sniff. After drowning herself in the funk, she pulled back, laughing as if drunk.

“I wanna lick those feet, Toadette.” She growled, playfully clawing at her. “Lemme at ‘em.”

“Not yet!” Toadette tapped Minh’s nose, then pointed to Toad. “We’re licking his feet first.”

Toad’s eyes widened. “What?”

Toadette instantly grabbed his left leg. He tried to counter, but she broke through his defence, leaving him speechless. Without hesitation, she pulled off his sock.

His foot was perfect as always. It wasn’t rugged or overly masculine; rather, it was soft, strong and cute in a way that made her stomach flip. The arch curved beautifully, and his rounded toes drew a smile from her. She wanted to devour it.

She began to rub it, watching his expression change from surprise to reluctant pleasure. Minh beamed wider as she latched onto his right foot and positioned herself behind his toes. Her ample ass was now on full display, with a single line running between its succulent cheeks.

“Toadette…”

“You can say my name as many times as you want.” She winked. “It’s not gonna stop me from doing this.”

She lightly bit his big toe. His breath hitched.

As it slowly disappeared past her lips, Toadette let out a moan. She pulled herself closer, inhaling fervently. His feet smelt much fresher than Minh’s, but the scent of lotion was minimal to nonexistent. It smelt exactly like what she had been craving: Toad in his purest form, with clean sweat.

Her breathing quickened. She grew hungrier by the second.

Minh took her own whiff and pouted. “Aw, boo! You just had to wear socks, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, because I’m normal.”

“Sure, your feet are softer now, but they’re barely stinky.” She pressed her nose between his toes, snorting. “We’re gonna have to catch you when you’re completely drenched.”

“You can’t just…” His words disappeared as he felt Toadette’s tongue run up and down his foot. His teeth gritted. He gasped when she went between his toes. “Isn’t my sock smelly enough for you?”

“Please, I can smell a sock miles apart from you. I wanna get a whiff from the real source. Right, Toadette?” She looked over. “Toadette?”

“Delicious…” Toadette’s grip tightened as she wiggled his foot deeper into her mouth. She wanted more. Her panties were soaked now, and she didn’t care.

“Case in point.” Minh dragged her tongue along the ball of his foot before sucking on it. Then she worked her way from heel to toe, licking rapidly between them. Toad’s foot jerked, and he let out a little snicker.

Toadette’s heart stopped. She stared at him, and her fingers slowly crept up his sole.

He bit his lip. A devilish smile overtook her face.

She wriggled her finger up the middle of his foot and poked the centre. His toes curled tightly and then, suddenly, his laughter burst out. It almost reached Minh’s pitch.

“You’re just supposed to be licking them, dummy!” he laughed, squirming.

“I can walk and chew gum at the same time. Watch.” Toadette sucked on his sole while scratching between his toes. Toad was now trapped between laughter and moans.

Minh squeezed her breasts against his foot, sliding her tongue along the tips of his toes. Her moans deepened. Looking Toad in the eyes at various points, she let him know who was in control. She shook her ass in his face. Desperate, he groped it.

She lowered her head until she fit all five of his toes in her mouth. They scrunched and spread uncontrollably. His whole foot vibrated as he whimpered, making soft sounds that caused both girls’ thighs to clench. By the time Minh released his foot, he was panting wildly, and her tongue continued to moisten it.

His eyes darted to Toadette.

She tickled the sides of his foot while naughtily biting his toes. Then she sped up her fingers. Toad squealed, his glistening cock springing up further.

Minh’s licking across his toes combined with Toadette’s tickling overstimulated him. He looked up breathlessly. These girls are trying to kill me.

As if on cue, Minh shoved her already-licked foot onto Toad’s face. He could smell Toadette’s breath off of it—the confirmation that she’d licked them to near perfection. They still had some black stains but weren’t caked in grime anymore.

Minh’s toes pressed against his lips as she sucked on his foot, taking it even deeper into her mouth. It nearly reached the back of her throat. For a solid minute, her tongue gave it a subtle massage.

Toadette went back to licking up and down the sole like a good girl. She was lost in it now.

Both girls froze when they heard a high-pitched wail. Toad’s feet were trembling. Before they knew it, Minh felt a warm shower hit her legs and ass. Toadette felt it on her cap and face. And it was still firing. Toad’s cock sprayed in all directions, ejaculating onto his stomach, chest and feet. He was breathless and completely spent.

Minh slowly continued sucking his toes and fondling his heel, letting him unleash all his semen until there was no more to spill.

Toadette ran a finger down her face, staring at the milky substance.

“You… You wanna clean this for me?” she asked Minh, who finally detached from Toad’s foot. “I… The taste…”

“Better idea.” Minh snapped her fingers. “Toad, you made quite a mess. It’d be nice if you helped clean it up for us.”

Toadette raised a brow. Toad held still as his dick grew less erect.

“You know it’s best when it’s hot,” Minh sang, shaking her jiggly ass. “Eat it!”

Much to Toadette’s surprise, Toad moved quickly. He ran his tongue over Minh’s ass, lapping up the milky substance. Then he moved to Toadette, licking her face and lips while spreading some of the cum inside her mouth. The sheer surprise forced her to swallow it.

As for what hit his body, Minh was on it. She licked the cum from between his toes and above his penis, sucking what little droplets continued to come out.

Toadette sat in stunned silence, her face on fire.

“First time seeing a guy eat his own cum?” Minh asked, slurping the rest off her fingers.

Toadette shook her head. “I… I didn’t think he’d be so eager.”

“I’m not that boring, Toadette,” Toad panted, smiling.

“Oh, if only you knew what little activities we got into before, Toadette.” Minh patted Toad’s soaked feet. “Alright, Toad, don’t fall asleep on us yet.”

“Why not?”

“Because Toadette still has to cum, doesn’t she?” Minh looked down at Toadette’s nylon-clad feet. “And it’ll be plenty easy to make her do so.”

***

“You’re so beautiful, Jazz…” Minh’s voice was husky. “So sexy…”

“Thank you, Minh-Minh,” Jasmin purred. “Oh… Oh… Fuck me… I’m gonna…”

Jasmin moaned as her big cousin rubbed her ripe, sweaty bottom all over her tiny body. Minh had converted Jasmin into her own beanbag chair; the smaller girl could barely handle the sheer mass of her ass. Jasmin squealed in delight as her head slipped under the cheeks. She didn’t hesitate to lick out Minh’s hole with ten times the passion she’d shown Rachel.

“Who’s a good little girl? You are, Jazz.” Minh clapped her cheeks together and let them cascade over Jasmin’s head one last time; they vibrated with Jasmin’s moans.

Minh sprang high into the air and landed on her feet. Her mighty breasts smothered Jasmin’s face, allowing her to get a sample of that delicious milk. After getting her fill, Jasmin tangled her fingers in Minh’s curly hair. She stared at her lovingly, puckering her lips.

“You’re a better treat than any girl I could’ve been with,” Minh giggled, planting a wet kiss on Jasmin’s lips.

Jasmin grinned, her braces sparkling. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this.”

“You gonna cum, baby?” Minh wiped a hand over Jasmin’s forehead. “Gonna cum for Minh-Minh? It’s okay.”

“Don’t make me rush,” Jasmin chuckled breathlessly. “I need it to last forever …”

“Jazz…” Minh sucked on Jasmin’s fingers. “Just remember, if this baby ends up real, he’ll have two caring mommies to look forward to seeing.”

“Mmm… And that’s why you’re my favourite cousin of all time. Minh-Minh, fuck me!” Jasmin shut her eyes, waiting for Minh to stick a warm finger in her.

And then she woke up.

She shifted her legs, feeling uncomfortable. Then she rose like a zombie from the grave. Disappointment welled in her face.

Damn, I want her, she thought. Just wanna lock the door and make her look at me like that for real. I’m not just her stupid little cousin. I’m more than that; she just doesn’t know it yet!

The first thing she noticed was a strange wetness between her toes. She cringed, wiping her foot against the sheets.

“Probably a slug. Wouldn’t surprise me in this place.”

Her nose crinkled. Yuck, why does it smell like my feet are right in my face?

Then she noticed Penelope’s arm draped over her waist. Penelope snored softly, her mouth hanging open mere centimetres away from her friend. Jasmin pressed it shut. Trust me, it’s not fun waking up with a dry mouth.

She carefully manoeuvred out of Penelope’s grasp, sliding free without waking her, and tiptoed towards the bathroom. Amini was sprawled on the other bed, one arm dangling off the edge.

After relieving herself, Jasmin stared at her reflection in the mirror. The Life Shroom had healed her injuries, but the endless days on the Sweet Stuff were still etched into her eyes. They looked older than eleven years, as if she were a stressed college girl, right around Minh’s age.

If only Minh-Minh saw me like that. Ugh, dumb laws and “what’s right” bullshit.

Her stomach growled. She pressed a hand to it, trying to make it quiet.

Just ignore it, Jazz. You’ve done it for years.

Easier said than done. Living with Minh’s parents for the past month had spoilt her: three meals a day and snacks whenever she wanted them. Now her body was demanding what it had learnt to expect. The emptiness gnawed at her, competing with the other, darker hunger she felt for Minh.

She glanced towards the kitchenette. Amini’s fridge was right there. But she was in so much trouble already for the plane incident, and taking something without asking felt wrong.

She’d done enough of that of in her life.

Instead, she slipped out in the hallway, barefoot and silent. It’ll be a quick trip.

***

Toadette let out a guttural sigh as the nylons came off her feet. Minh immediately brought them to her face, inhaling deeply. Her eyes rolled back in bliss as she savoured the concentrated musk.

“Oh man,” Minh moaned into the fabric. “These are perfect!”

Minh pressed her nose between Toadette’s toes, breathing in the raw, cheesy scent. The cool air was heavenly to Toadette. She wasn’t even the one having to touch herself; Toad’s fingers took care of that, stroking her folds as she leaned back in ecstasy.

“Feeling good?” he asked.

“Yeah…” She spread her toes wide. “Thank you…”

Minh dragged her tongue along the sole. Her own hand was between her legs now, fingers working frantically.

“I can’t get enough of your feet, Toadette,” she panted. “Your sweat condition is a blessing, not a curse.”

Toadette whimpered as Toad’s fingers tickled her clit. They circled it with just the right pressure. Her hips bucked involuntarily.

“That’s it,” Toad whispered. “You know you can’t resist.”

Minh took Toadette’s big toe in her mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. Meanwhile, her free hand gripped Toadette’s other foot, massaging the arch and kneading the heel. Toadette’s breathing hastened. Her thighs quivered.

“I need… I need…”

“What do you need?” Toad’s thumb pressed harder against her clit.

“Kiss them,” she begged. “Minh, kiss them, please.”

“Gotcha.” Minh pressed her lips to the top of her foot. She smooched the ankle, the arch and that sensitive spot just beneath her toes. She then moved to the other foot, sucking three toes at once before planting a long kiss on the pinkie toe.

“Yes,” Toadette whimpered. “You guys are gonna… Fuck…”

Toad looked at her discarded nylons then back at Toadette’s face. He grabbed one of them and put it to his own nose, inhaling despite the overwhelming stench. His eyes watered, but he didn’t pull away. He put a warm smile on his face, softly moaning.

“Toady…” Toadette’s voice cracked. “You’re smelling my… Oh…”

“It stinks, just so you know,” he said. He hovered it up to her nose, sniffing it with her.

The orgasm was inevitable. Her back arched off the bed, and her toes curled violently in Minh’s mouth. She cried out as pleasure coursed through her body. Toad’s fingers didn’t stop, working her pussy and milking every last tremor for what it was worth.

Minh moaned around Toadette’s scrunching toes and climaxed seconds later, her discharge staining the sheets. “Cheesy…”

When it finally subsided, Toadette collapsed into the pillows, drenched in sweat.

Toad pulled the nylon from his face, coughing slightly. “You’re welcome, smelly.”

Minh released Toadette’s glistening toes, giggling. “That was incredible.”

The three remained still for another few minutes before Minh finally rose. She wiped the sweat from her brow and stretched her back.

“Ay, chingados… I don’t know about you guys, but I’m about to get a late-night snack from the vending machine.”

“Same. Can’t drag myself to Twilight Town on an empty stomach,” Toadette slurred her words, stumbling as she pulled her shorts back on without panties.

“You’re not sleeping on nothing. You’ve got Minh’s foot gunk and my sweat to digest.”

Toadette punched Toad lightly. “Shut up. I want something sweet.”

Minh didn’t even bother putting her shoes on. She stepped barefoot into the hallway, enjoying the cool floor against her damp soles. Toadette followed suit. At least Toad had the decency to try to put his socks back on.

Minh looked behind, tsking. “Boy, you got cute feet. You should be showing them off instead of hiding them in those socks all the time.”

“That’s your thing. My thing is showing off how strong I am. Cool.”

“Your feet are pretty dang strong,” Minh chuckled. “It’d be so hot having you stand on my face. All that weight… All that pressure…” She playfully growled.

“You should totally give him a pedicure someday,” Toadette said. “I’ll hold him down if he’s stubborn.”

“I dare you,” he warned, sticking up a finger.

“Relax, tough guy. You can get a clear coat to keep your manliness intact.”

“If I can wrestle Jazz into letting me scrub her sensitive feet, I can definitely wrangle you into a chair, Toad. Upgrade those pretty little feet into looking sexilicious.”

Just as Minh said that, she turned the corner and froze.

A small figure stood in front of the vending machine, illuminated by its glow. Minh screamed. Another scream followed, quieter but just as shocked.

Toad and Toadette rushed forward. Right in front of Minh was Jasmin, clutching three snack bags to her chest.

For a moment, everyone was silent. Jasmin’s eyes were fixed on Minh. Her gaze travelled slowly down Minh’s body, taking in her dishevelled hair, flushed face and the sweat still visible on her skin. At last, her eyes landed on Minh’s bare feet.

“Jazz?” Minh’s voice came out more strained than usual. “What are you doing up?

“Got hungry.” Jasmin’s tone was casual. “Didn’t want to wake your friend or steal from her kitchen, so…vending machine.”

“Jazz…” Minh put her hand on Jasmin’s shoulder. “We’re still in Rogueport. You can’t just wander around alone. What if someone broke in? What if…”

Jasmin sighed. “I’m not a little kid anymore, Minh-Minh.”

“Anyone under thirteen is little to me, okay? Just please tell someone next time.”

Jasmin looked at Minh’s feet again. She stared at them for several seconds before speaking. “Your feet look really nice, Minh-Minh.”

“Huh?”

“Your feet.” Jasmin licked her lips slowly. “They’re…sexilicious. That’s the word you used, right?”

Minh’s nerves stiffened. “Jazz, that’s not appropriate.”

“It’s a compliment.” Jasmin tilted her head. “I’m using your word. Can’t I be nice to you?”

Minh opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

Jasmin took a small step closer. “When you did my nails that day, did you think my feet were sexy?” She lifted one foot slightly. “Remember the white polish? You were proud of how you made them.”

“Jazz…” Minh’s voice came out breathy. “You’re being…”

Jasmin lifted her foot higher, letting Minh see the entire sole. It was dusty from walking the inn’s floors, with faint streaks of grime clinging to the arch. Her toes flexed slowly. Minh’s eyes locked onto it, much as she fought the urge.

“What about the rest of me?” Jasmin’s voice dropped in pitch. The snack bags crinkled against her chest. “Do you think I’m sexy, Minh-Minh?”

“You’re eleven, Jazz.” Minh cringed. “And my cousin.”

“You’ve called Sofi sexy before. Her heels, her stupidly expensive dresses.” Jasmin’s eyes narrowed. “So just answer me, Minh-Minh. Am I sexy to you?”

“Okay, Incest Princess.” Toadette stepped between them, blocking Jasmin’s view. “You need to quit talking to her like you’re on the same level. Because you’re not. You’re a child.”

“Say that again.” Jasmin’s voice went cold. “I dare you.”

“Please, you don’t get to make threats to me, brat.”

“I’m still closer to her than you’ll ever be,” Jasmin muttered. She walked past them. “I’m going back now. Won’t leave the inn. I promise.”

She took three steps before Minh’s voice stopped her.

“How long were you listening to us, Jazz?”

Jasmin looked back over her shoulder. “Why?”

“Your cousin was talking about private stuff.” Toad’s tone was firm. “About our search. If you heard something, someone else might’ve heard it through these walls.”

Jasmin blinked. A cold sweat ran down Minh’s forehead.

“I heard something about tying you up and making your feet look girly. That’s all I remember. Or at least, that’s all I cared to remember.” She looked at Minh one last time. “Hmm…”

Minh squinted. “What are you—?”

Her hands clamped the back of Minh’s neck, yanking her head down. Before Minh could react, Jasmin smashed their lips together.

“Jazz, stop—” Minh’s eyes widened. She wanted to push away, but the shock held her in place.

Jasmin forced her tongue past Minh’s teeth, invading her mouth with a possessive hunger. Minh whimpered. Jasmin leaned deeper into the kiss. As she slobbered and spat inside her cousin’s mouth, pinning her tongue down, her hand slid from Minh’s neck. It travelled down her curves before grabbing a handful of Minh’s ass, squeezing hard.

Minh flinched. Toadette’s hand flew to her mouth, as if she were about to retch. Toad just watched in disbelief, shaking his head.

As Jasmin explored Minh’s mouth, she made a confused noise. Odd… This time she tastes saltier… Maybe a snack she had earlier that I missed.

After a long bout of tongue swirling, Jasmin finally pulled back, leaving Minh’s face burning with embarrassment.

“Minh-Minh… I love you.” She disappeared, leaving Minh to stare at the empty hallway, twitching.

Once her footsteps were no more, Minh immediately started to spit and wipe her mouth.

“Minh?” Toadette touched her arm gently.

“How was I supposed to know she was just out here?” Minh whispered, unblinking. “Talking about my life around strangers in a far-off place is one thing; they’ll forget my face by the next day. But Jazz?”

“She’s so in her own world, she probably only heard our pedicure threat.”

“At least you didn’t say anything about what we just did,” Toad chuckled. “Could’ve been way worse.”

“You need to handle that girl,” Toadette said. “I know you hate my nickname for her, but tell me she’s not creeping you the fuck out.”

“She’s creeping both of us out,” Toad snapped, his face reverting to a frown. “When are you gonna realise that the way she acts around you isn’t normal?”

“She’s hitting puberty, okay?” Minh’s voice rose defensively. “Of course she’s gonna be awkward. She’s confused, that’s all. Just…confused.”

“Sometimes confused people need professional help,” Toadette mumbled.

“She’s not…” Minh shook her head. “Can you just stop with that nickname? Please? She’s been through enough already. You don’t know the life that girl has had like I do.”

“Fine. I’m just worried what she might do if you keep letting her walk all over you.” Toadette put a coin in the vending machine. “And yeah, pun intended.”

Minh stared at the empty hall for a moment. She let out a shaky breath.

“I can handle her,” she sighed. “Now just get me five bags of Star Candy. I need the sugar.”

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Author’s Note:
And on this sex-filled note, this will be the final chapter of Toadette’s Story for 2025. It serves as a good resting spot before we get into the Twilight Town story arc. I’d say the year has had a good run with a mostly consistent schedule and fifty-two chapters posted. We’ll resume at some point within January, so check every Saturday just to be sure. I aim to continue posting on 17 January specifically, however. Thank you for all your support.