Foot Fetish Story: Tickling TV
A rather silly little story involving shoe portals and a whole lot of tickling and playing with a pair of feet. Enjoy.
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Tickling TV for Txeptirea by Draconicon
As the jingle for the dance competition drifted through the apartment, Alex made his way back to the couch with a platter-sized piece of machinery in his hands. The wolf smiled as he got comfortable, looking at the TV as the announcer for the national dance competition stepped onto screen.
"Hello, everyone, and welcome to the 13th annual freestyle dance competition. It's been a long, hard run for everyone involved, but that just means that we're getting the best of the best here tonight. Now, let's take a look at our contestants."
Knowing that there was a line before they got anywhere near his interest in the competition, Alex turned his attention back to the machinery in his hands. Currently, it consisted of a large tray with a number of buttons along the sides, leaving a great wide swathe of nothing in the middle. Some people might have thought it was a viewscreen that was turned off, or a monitor. In truth, it was neither of those things.
He looked up as he heard the name he was waiting for, and smiled at the husky that was being presented the microphone.
"_And now we come to Zephyr, a young husky that has been trying out for this competition for two years now. Tell me, Zephyr, how does it feel to finally make it all the way to the big leagues?"
"Well, I can tell you that it's been a long, hard year. I've been practicing all the time, and..._ "
Letting the words fade into the background, Alex reached down to the machine again and pressed the button on the top right. It got all the other buttons glowing, and more importantly, sent a swirl of light through the empty center of the tray. The gray turned to blue, and then to white as a pair of feet suddenly popped through. The wolf chuckled as he saw the pair of socked feet, shaking his head a few times.
"Let's correct that, shall we?"
He grabbed a pair of scissors from the table from all the other tools that he had assembled, and started snipping around the ankle. It cut through the soft black fabric very easily, and he smirked at the slight twitch of confusion on the husky's face on camera. He had to feel this, particularly as the sock was pulled off and thrown away.
Repeating the procedure on the other sock - and chuckling as Zephyr shifted from foot to foot on screen - Alex was left with a lovely pair of husky feet pointing up at him. The soles were quite well maintained, and he was hard pressed to find any bit of flesh that wasn't completely smooth and soft. After all, Zephyr did a very good job of caring for his feet. They had to be good, considering that he danced on them all the time.
I can't believe I haven't done this before, Alex thought as he observed the lovely pair. Oh, yes, he'd played with them a number of times. It was one of his favorite things to do when they were together, if they weren't doing something a little more intimate. However, it was the first time that he'd stuck them through portals and had them over here, while his husky was somewhere else. He had been tempted before, mostly when Zephyr had been going to the store and he was still feeling 'needy', but he wanted to have more fun. With his husky on live TV, this was going to be amazing.
"And that's all the contestants we have. So, now that we know who's who, let's get this show on the road."
"Yes. Let's."
Alex watched as the first event was brought up, a sort of freestyle dance to an unknown beat where the dancers had to improvise as best they could to the song. It was something that they weren't told in advance what it was, so it was a test of talent and adaptability. However, Zephyr was going to have to work double-hard.
As his boyfriend stepped out onto the stage, Alex cracked his knuckles and held his fingers over the feet, almost like a musician would hold his hands over a set of piano keys. He grinned almost maniacally at what he was about to do, waiting for the music to start. As soon as he heard the first note, he dug his fingers in.
Wiggling his claws up and down the husky's feet, he watched as Zephyr burst out in a chuckle before frantically stepping around the stage, throwing the sudden burst of energy into a dance. Alex grinned as he moved his fingers up and down the soles, wiggling, flicking them against the soles, the arch, the heel. Everything was fair game, and he could see that his boyfriend was already tearing up, biting his lip to keep from laughing like crazy.
Still, the husky was managing to pull off something that actually looked like a dance. He threw himself from side to side and even managed a handstand and spin to the beat, though Alex was pretty sure that Zephyr was pulling himself into the fetal position as a way to try and escape the tickles more than anything else.
He never let up, though. The wolf tickled, prodded and teased the husky's feet relentlessly, going from a tickling wiggle of his fingers to scraping his nails up and down the canine's feet. The toes were constantly curling and the feet wiggling in an attempt to get away, but considering that they were sticking up between his legs, wriggling right on his lap, there was no way that he could miss.
Tickle tickle tickle. He scraped his claws from heel to toe, watching as the husky was going crazy, his dance getting ever more frantic as it somehow managed to stay within the beat of the music.
That's it...you can do it...
He stopped when the music stopped, and the husky almost collapsed on stage from pure exhaustion. The only thing that seemed to keep Zephyr upright was the sound of the judges calling out his scores, and praising him. The applause didn't seem to hurt, either.
Giving his fingers a rest, Alex reached for one of the other tools that he had available. As the judges started gathering together the people going to the next round, he picked up a feather in one hand, and a brush in the other.
"Hmmm, decisions, decisions..."
The rest of the competition was a blur for Alex, as he teased his husky's feet with every tool in his arsenal. From feathers to combs to brushes to small, blunted metal spikes, he dragged everything that he could find over those sexy feet. Admittedly, they were a bit marked now; there were small red lines along the sole where his nails and other things had dug into the skin more, and it wasn't quite so pure looking anymore. Still, it was somehow sexier as a result, as if the 'abused' feet were more alluring than the untouched ones.
Zephyr had managed to make it all the way through the competition despite all of his 'sabotage', however, and Alex joined the rest of the audience in clapping for his boyfriend as they reached the finals. The announcer said that the last part of the competition would be the next day, and for everyone to tune in then, but they would have one last word with the finalists before signing off.
Well, Zephyr, I guess this will be your biggest test. No dancing to distract you this time, the wolf thought as he looked down at the feet. He'd gone through all of his tools, but he had one more thing he could do for fun.
Laying down on the couch as the interview went through the other two finalists, the wolf laid the tray down with him. As a result, he was laying with the feet right in his face, and that was the perfect view for him. As the microphone reached Zephyr, he stuck out his tongue, flicking it against the husky's toes, and then darting it between them. The resulting giggle on television was surprisingly nice.
"_Um, are you okay, Mr. Zephyr?"
"Very. Except, um, I need to excuse myself. Restroom."
"Ah. Certainly. Well, we'll end it here -_ "
He shrugged as he turned off the television, keeping up the licking regardless. The way that the toes curled were an obvious attempt to keep his tongue away from them, but it didn't really work. He smirked as he flicked his tongue between the toes, wiggling it back and forth, and he could so easily imagine his boyfriend giggling, laughing his head off from the constant teasing.
He was just starting to drag his tongue down along the sole when the phone started ringing. Sighing, he reached over and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Y-y-you b-bastard, what are you do-hoo-hooing?!"
"Oh." He chuckled, dragging his tongue along the husky's feet and smiling at the laughter from the other end. "Just teasing your feet."
"Stooooop!"
"Why? It's fun."
With that, he just about attacked those feet, swiping his tongue side to side over the soles, dragging it up from heel to toes, and just leaving them completely soaked in his spit. The toes curled and fanned out again and again, and the little wrinkles that appeared when Zephyr tensed up were just delightful.
As he sucked on one of his boyfriend's toes, Zephyr finally calmed down enough to actually talk again.
"I s-swear, I'm go - haha! - going to change...change sho-hoo-hooes! Right now!"
"Not gonna happen, buddy."
"Who's gonna stop me?"
"Me."
Alex pushed another button on the little platter, and a red light went off, as well as a soft beep. The white light around the feet suddenly went red, and what little movement had occurred in sliding the shoes of stopped in its tracks. He heard a few grunts from the phone, and waited for his boyfriend to stop fighting the inevitable.
"What did you do to my shoes?!"
"A little portal device from a friend, and a couple of self-lacing shoes from another. There's a lot of good people out there for this stuff, you know."
"I can't dance in these!"
"You just did, hun. You have a good night; I'll be having a great one with these," Alex said as he reached down to his pants. As he unzipped them, he heard Zephyr groan.
"Please tell me I'm not going to be giving you a footjob on the dance floor tomorrow."
"Oooh, good idea."
"I need to learn when to shut up."
"Yes you do, hun. Yes you do."
The End