Toadette's Story: Book 2

Chapter 74 - Taste That Dirt

Is it really that simple to get into the castle? No wonder Peach gets herself kidnapped all the time.

Carelessly juggling Toadette’s phone in her hands, Sofia entered the busy foyer. Even though it was half past ten, the place was buzzing with activity. The sea of people left her unphased as she made her way to the nearest Toad.

“You know where Toadette is?” she asked.

“Toadette? She’s back?”

“Is this her temporary place or something? Look, I’m really sleepy right now, and I’m trying to give her back her phone.”

“Toadette, put a shirt on, please!”

“It won’t take me long!”

“You’re not even wearing shoes!”

“The cold ground is just gonna force me to run faster.”

Toadette hurried down the staircase, her hair a frizzled mess as onlookers stared at her topless body. She awkwardly tried to cover her exposed nipples. Captain Toad sprinted after her, clutching her shirt, but he suddenly came to a halt.

Her sweaty heels caused her to slip into Sofia. The two Toads crashed to the ground. While Toadette groaned, her eyes widened as she recognised her cell phone.

“You’re welcome.” Sofia pushed her aside, dusting off her clothes.

“I… Thank you.” Toadette turned her head upon hearing a loud “ahem”. As Toad dangled her shirt before her, she clumsily wrapped it around her breasts.

“You know… Never mind.” He glared at Sofia. “Minh T.’s birthday was yesterday, sweetie.”

“And I’ve taken a week off work,” she said. “See, my job loves me so much that I get to set my own schedule.”

“Or maybe they just don’t miss you when you leave.” He turned around. “If I had to deal with you every day, I’d be celebrating every millisecond of your absence.”

“If you knew how to treat a lady, maybe you’d get a chance with this bundle of sweetness. But nope, you gotta be a big idiot. You’re also missing out on Minh-Minh; good luck ever impressing my cousin with that attitude.”

She says while the girl lets me pork her chunky ass.

“Even if your cousin’s not riding me, guess who’s on her way.” He grabbed Toadette’s limp arm. “This girl.”

Toadette slapped him hard in the mouth.

“I’m sorry, what?” Sofia’s voice deepened, and she took a step closer to Toadette. “You two are together? Like, you’re actually a couple?”

“That is none of your business,” Toadette said, her face red.

“Yeah, it’s none of your business, Sofia,” Toad added, setting his hands on Toadette’s hips and swaying them. “You jealous you’re not getting any dick?”

Sofia’s hands balled into fists. Her gaze bounced between Toad and Toadette. Taking a deep breath, she turned around, stepping out into the snowy night.

Toadette groaned, climbing the stairs and forcing Toad to have to catch up with her.

“You two don’t seem to get along,” he said.

“Hated her since I met her.”

“You have more enemies than friends,” he said. “But she is annoying as hell. Can’t have one conversation where she’s not obsessed with relationships, meanwhile the girl goes through boyfriends like I go through socks.”

“I figured you’d be her type. You both think so highly of yourselves.”

“Dick.”

Once the two were back in bed, Toadette quickly went into her phone. She switched the wallpaper to another photo of Minh, making sure that her feet weren’t the focus this time.

That was way too careless, Toadette.

Toadette snuggled deeper into her blankets, clutching her phone through the whole night. However, the next morning, she awoke before Toad.

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” she whispered. All she got in return was a weak slap to the face. “Okay, play it that way.”

You gonna lift me out this bed? As if, he thought.

He suddenly felt a smile creeping on his face. His body jolted awake, and he kicked out his legs. A shriek escaped his lips as he felt the tickling on his feet. Laughing at the top of his lungs, Toad found himself in a coughing fit from his dry mouth.

“What is wrong with you!? Ahahahaha!”

“You up now?”

“Get off me, dummy!”

“Nope.” Toadette then slid her finger between his toes, making his eyes widen.

Toad spung forward, hurling a pillow at her head with all his might. Alas, instead of hitting her, he collapsed back into the mattress, wriggling as Toadette moved from his feet to his thighs. With a grin, she continued to tickle him, escalating to his sides and then right under his arms. Seeing him so vulnerable made her want to torture him forever.

“You are… Fuck!” He snorted upon feeling her fingers on his stomach. “Hahaha! We both have work to do, stupid! Come on!”

“And work is best tackled with a positive attitude, right?” She kept on him for about thirty seconds, finally gifting the boy time to catch his breath.

As soon as Toad was free, he gave her a serious slap on the face. On the one hand, it hurt like hell. On the other hand, her heart was racing now that she got her little revenge for the previous night.

“I will see you in a week,” Toad said, stretching his neck.

“Where are you going?”

“Lavalava Island.”

“Not my first choice to hang out, but—”

“Winter’s the best time to look for treasure. Less competition.” When he said this, Toadette tilted her head like a bird. Toad groaned, donning his imaginary glasses and teacher badge. “I don’t just focus on defending the princess. You’ve been here for nearly half a year and never realised I’m a treasure hunter?”

“Forgive me. It’s not like you were hunting for gold in Mushroom City,” she scoffed.

“The money isn’t always the best, but it’s fun for me.” He opened the door and waved. “Okay, this is—”

Toadette hurried over and pecked him on his lips.

“I still have to get used to this attention from you,” he said, stroking her face.

“Makes two of us.” Toadette drew him closer, shutting the door and feeling her lips tremble as she leaned in for another kiss. This one had her so warm that she stepped back a little, twitching.

Captain Toad, feeling so confident, blew her a final kiss.

“Just don’t work yourself to death, dumb-dumb.”

“Don’t kill yourself by doing something stupid,” she responded, skipping to her closet with her cheeks vibrant.

***

“Minh-Minh, you’re supposed to be that girl’s best friend. Her only friend.”

“Doesn’t mean that I know all the ins and outs of her personal life.”

While waiting for customers to enter her store, Minh tended to the flowers in her greenhouse. Her dark fingers stood in stark contrast to Sofia’s clean hands. And yet it was the latter whose fingerprints ended up all over Minh’s residence, as she touched every surface while continuing to gossip. Even the glass walls were victims, something that provoked a silent sigh from Minh.

“So how long have Toadette and that Toad jerk been going out?”

“Like I said, I don’t know.” Minh covered a sunflower. “They’ve only seen each other for a single month.”

“A month!? What kind of insane world are we living in? Toadette decides she’s gonna get deflowered, and she actually received that honour? And the dude who she’s banging genuinely likes her? I guess stupid and dumb go together like cheese and nachos, but still, why her?” She glared at her silent cousin. “You jealous?”

Minh raised a brow, quickly shaking her head.

‘But…” Sofia took a breath. “Minh-Minh, both you and I deserve to have men in our lives way more than that sporehead. You’re twenty.”

“Which is way too early to worry about starting a family.” She rinsed herself under the hose.

“You can still get a boyfriend, though.”

“I’m okay.”

“Are you sure?”

Minh bit her lip, her face scrunching. Once done washing, she turned to Sofia with a soft smile.

“If you’re implying I need sex to be happy, you’re fortunately wrong.”

“I just think about the fact that you haven’t had a partner to satisfy you. Not like we want you to be some kind of slut, but I’d like to know I helped my little cousin finally get—”

“Enough.” Minh put a finger over Sofia’s lips before pointing to Jasmin. “No more sex talk. Act professional, please.”

The florist rushed to the counter, shuddering. As she stuck her hands into her pockets, she prayed that a customer would enter she wouldn’t have to dance around discussing her less-than-pure lifestyle. These prayers were answered when she saw a familiar face.

“Good morning, Miss Minh T.,” young Penelope said, with two castle guards standing by her side. The yellow-haired girl shook the snow off her jacket.

“Look who’s here. How can I help you?”

“Ah, well Mother…” Penelope’s voice faded once she heard footsteps. “Princess Peach requests to see you. It concerns Miss Toadette.”

“That girl is more useless by the second.” Sofia hopped behind the counter, staring at Penelope. “And who do we have here?”

Minh butted in. “A girl who lives at the castle and loves impersonating our princess. Penelope, this is my cousin Sofia. Sofi, Penelope.”

“Nice to meet you.” Penelope smiled brightly.

“And that’s her sister Jasmin,” Minh added, pointing to the girl slumped near one of the potted plants. Jasmin’s eyes darted back into her book before Penelope could even glimpse at her. Minh chuckled. “She’s shy.”

“That’s a cool Pokémon Adventures comic,” Penelope said, hoping she’d get Jasmin to react. She simply shrugged when nothing happened. “Anyways, Miss Minh T., Peach needs you there immediately, if you will.”

“Right now? That’s a problem.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Sofi, you’re not taking over my store for me.”

“I’m more than used to dealing with people.” She pushed Minh over the counter. “It’s a slow day, from the looks of it.”

Minh went through a checklist in her head.

Think… The whole family pretty much knows I have sex toys, so it won’t matter if she finds those. My collection of Daisy’s shoes shouldn’t draw any suspicion. My computer… Heh, good luck cracking the code to that baby.

“Then I’m counting on you to do your best.” She kissed her older cousin, now getting herself wintered up. “If you get confused on which flower is which—”

“This chart right here is simpler than the menus we’ve got on that train.”

“You’ll definitely do your best,” Minh chuckled.

Once she and Penelope stepped into the colder outdoors, a heavy sigh escaped Minh’s lips.

“Just so you understand, my family doesn’t know about and isn’t allowed to know about my whole foot thing. Or any of my non-child-friendly activities aside from self-pleasure.”

“Would they wanna know? It’s like, okay, you love feet. Big deal. You’re the nicest person I’ve ever known.”

“But we live in the Mushroom Kingdom, where adult acts in general are seen as degenerate, and liking feet is one of the creepiest things you could be into…” She wiped sweat off her brow. “Okay, what am I helping Toadette with?”

“You’re okay with dirty feet, right?”

“Of course. That gritty texture is wonderful. You should really check out my feet during the spring season, ‘cause they get… Oh no.”

***

“Why is it that every time I see improvement in you, something else comes up short?”

Toadette tuned out Peach’s series of criticisms. Words that previously gnawed at her were like tiny ants: annoying but easy to deal with. Although the large weight pressing on her cap caused the girl to let out various grunts. Knowing that there was dirt staining her didn’t make matters better.

“My feet are hardly even filthy,” Peach sighed.

Hardly filthy still means filthy, thought Toadette.

To her further annoyance, there was a perfectly good coffee table that Peach could rest her feet on. But Toadette was forced to be the furniture for the royal, able to do nothing but stare into the fireplace as Peach patiently waited in this library.

Toadette was embarrassed knowing that Minh was going to outshine her today. However, it wasn’t unprecedented. When it came to Peach’s strange foot requests, Minh’s kinky character was far more equipped at handling them. Minh had her bizarre foot fetish for most of her life, whereas Toadette only had singular month of appreciating them.

Upon hearing the door creak open, she immediately tensed up.

“She’s here now, Mother.” Penelope guided Minh to Peach and Toadette’s location.

The florist felt her own wave of embarrassment wash over her as she noticed Toadette’s guilty look. Even though she had seen her at Peach’s feet before, being used as a footrest was a whole new level of humiliation. Still, Minh pushed aside her own feelings and knelt before her holy princess.

“How may I assist you today, Your Highness?”

“Your friend is still struggling with the very simple task of cleaning the dirt off my feet.” Peach wiggled her toes. “She’s alright when they’re sweaty, but once a teensy bit of gunk is involved, she all of a sudden goes from hero to zero. She’s actually worsened.”

“So you want me to show her how I’d handle it?”

“Precisely.”

“As you command.” Minh removed her coat. “Toadette, haven’t I told you how dirt isn’t scary?”

Toadette rolled her eyes and moved out the way.

Minh then slipped her gloves into her pocket and held onto Peach’s feet. The toastiness ran through her body as she sunk her thumbs into the gigantic soles. The sheer thickness of Peach’s feet reminded her of kneading soft dough. It filled her with excitement to reconnect with the royal’s feet, for her gaze remained fixed on those wonderful toes.

By her standards, the dirt was child’s play. Peach’s feet were covered in a light coat of dust, the type one would expect from walking barefoot on the dustier tile floors of their home.

“Are you watching, Toadette?” Minh asked.

“Unfortunately,” she mumbled.

“Heh.” Minh took a sniff of Peach’s left foot, smiling dorkishly wide as she pulled back. “I love your scent today, Your Highness. Very buttery with a nice dash of earth.”

“Aw, you’re too kind.”

“Now then, licking a dirty foot is no different from licking a clean one, Toadette. It’s like this.” She took a lick up the same foot and smacked her lips. “Mmm… Ooh, that is good…”

Toadette covered her mouth.

“It’s better than licking a flavourless clean foot.” Minh took a stronger lick, focusing on rubbing her tongue along the ball of Peach’s foot. She continued to scan Toadette’s body as she licked, moaning slowly.

Toadette eventually noticed that Minh was checking out her nyloned feet, and so she quickly tried to hide them behind her. This made Minh laugh—especially after already having tasted Toadette’s feet last night—and she sucked on Peach’s toes before popping them out her mouth one by one. The foot-loving Toad then stuck out her full tongue, which had adopted a greyish tint. Little pieces of pulp-like filth and hair clung to it, and she swallowed them with a sound of immense satisfaction.

“It’s not like you can get sick from this,” she explained. “I know you’ve already had dirty toes in your mouth, so your immune system is more than up to the challenge.”

This made Toadette think back to being forced to suck Minh’s toes during their trials in the toy box. She watched in both disgust and slight curiosity as Minh’s tongue gleefully glided over Peach’s dirty sole.

“Come on,” Minh encouraged, grabbing Toadette’s face. “Time for round two.”

The girl then directed Toadette into Peach’s right foot, shoving the royal’s toes into her mouth. Toadette gagged as she sucked on them, trying to push Minh off her. But when Minh felt this, she shifted more of her weight onto Toadette to keep her locked in place. Peach chuckled, wiggling her dirty toes in Toadette’s mouth.

“I like how you take care of business, Minh T.”

“Thank you, Your Highness.” Minh pushed Toadette deeper.

Peach’s toes were killing Toadette’s taste buds, from the rancid dust to their tight grip on her tongue. The girl’s eyes watered, but with no potential reprieve, all she was left to do was suck on them. And unlike Minh’s toes, Peach’s more than clogged her mouth. The princess’ feet were so large that even fitting three toes in Toadette’s mouth was difficult, let alone four or five. When Peach’s big toe was almost as large as Toadette’s very tongue, it made sense why she was gagging. The dirt only added fuel to the fire.

“Lick them harder,” Peach demanded, grinding Toadette’s tongue between her toes.

Minh waited five minutes before pulling Toadette’s head back, letting her friend gasp for air. Seeing the grey on her lips made her clap.

“It’s not that bad,” she sang, pulling open Toadette’s jaw. “Tongue out.”

All the dust rolling onto Toadette’s tongue only weighed it down. Even trying to swallow it failed to remove it all from her mouth, so her effort needed to be doubled. Meanwhile, Minh had let her go and now returned to licking Peach’s right foot. Her moans overpowered Toadette’s groans.

I could do this all day, she told herself, burying her face in the princess’ sole.

From Peach’s angle, it was apparent just how much more talented Minh was at appreciating her feet. From the way she sucked her toes to the way she kissed her heels, her actions demonstrated more love and energy than Toadette’s. It was as if the girls’ positions should’ve been swapped, with Toadette managing a simple flower shop and Minh being her loyal foot slave.

Then again, she thought, Toadette is far more capable when it comes to non-foot activities. So I’d say the stars aligned perfectly.

Minh bobbed her head up and down on Peach’s pinkie, and a warm spit trail sat between it and her lips once she finished. To the Toad’s satisfaction, the toe had no hint of grey remaining. Much of the foot glistened with cleanliness, in fact.

When she checked on Toadette’s progress, she found that Peach’s left foot was still largely dusty. Though cleaner than minutes ago, it couldn’t compare with the sparkling goodness of the right one.

“Full tongue,” Minh reminded her, lightly stroking her braids.

“I’m using my full tongue!”

“Pretty poorly.”

“She’s correct, Toadette.” Peach pinched Toadette’s nose with her toes. “Show my feet that you’re not just a baby.”

I’d love to shove my dirty feet down your throat, Peach.

Toadette fully extended her tongue and slurped along Peach’s arch.

Going from top to bottom, the dust further smeared across the foot. But Toadette’s more frequent swallowing and stronger licking—especially between the toes—led to the dark tint gradually lightening. All the while, Toadette’s mouth got blacker, and she struggled to ignore that slimy sound in her throat that was a warning sign.

Keep it down, Toadette. Don’t make a bigger mess all over her foot.

When the big toe emerged from her mouth, the centre of it showed more white and red than it did grey. But Toadette still had the other toes to fully polish, as well as Peach’s full sole.

She folded her glasses and pushed her face into the wet and dirty foot. Catching both Minh and Peach by surprise, the uncomfortable slave flattened her tongue against the sole, as wide as it could get. Then, like a living mop, she descended the foot until she could feel her tongue curving around the heel. Once there, she rose to the toes, slobbering all over them while sucking out the contents from those in-between crevices. While Peach watched with bemusement, Minh’s new challenge was not touching herself. The more she heard Toadette’s slurping sounds, the more urges she had to apply some pressure to her groin.

Toadette lapped at Peach’s foot for a straight minute, an uncomfortable noise coming from her whenever the princess decided to scrunch her toes. Not only did it put pressure on Toadette’s face, but the wrinkles that formed made the ride less comfortable for her tongue. Rather than going across a smooth surface, she had to cross dirty wrinkles that only exposed more of the saltiness.

After two additional minutes of being stuck under the foot, she slowly fell back. The sides of her head looked normal, but that middle section had Minh giggling so much that she got hiccups. It looked like Toadette had taken a black marker and smudged it all over herself.

“Now that’s a clean foot,” she cheered, pointing to the shiny left foot.

Peach brought both feet up to her lap to view them. She stared at her right foot—the one Minh licked—for a touch longer, then set them both down. Her red lips formed a smile.

“Outstanding.” She flexed her spit-drenched toes. “I’d recommend having your friend teach you more about worshipping feet, Toadette. Her abilities are what you should aspire to have.”

Because my ability to lick feet is what determines my worth. Hmph.

“You two may leave,” she ordered, leaning her head back. “Thank you very much, Minh T., for your services.”

“You’re welcome, ma’am.”

Toadette guided Minh to the ground floor of the castle. Once stepping outside into the garden, ensuring nobody was looking, Toadette ran to the nearest bridge and expelled the dirt from her gut into the river.

“You okay?” Minh asked, rushing to her side.

“Dirt is not healthy,” Toadette groaned, “no matter how many times you tell me it is.”

“Just need more time to adjust to it.”

“I’m seriously having doubts about that.”

“If you had my taste buds, you’d be smacking your lips right now.” Minh made obnoxious lip noises as she brought her face closer to Toadette’s. “What I just ate was lunch right there.”

“Ew.”

“It’s like black liquorice. Those who hate it absolutely loathe it, while those who love it will savour every opportunity they get to snack on it.” Minh slid one of her boots off, her toes twitching from the subzero air. “I would’ve washed my feet if I had a head’s up, but look at this right here.”

Her foot sported a different kind of filth to what Peach’s had. It was a lot more smeary and almost sweaty, based on how it had a drippy watercolour texture. Minh hopped on the bridge railing and waved her foot around Toadette’s face, snickering.

“You might find it disgusting, but if this weren’t my own foot, it’d make my mouth water.”

Toadette looked at Minh’s foot for over ten seconds, not saying a word nor moving a muscle. It wasn’t until Minh scrunched her toes that she gave her a response.

“I respect your incredibly sickening preference, Minh T.”

“If only more people could be so open,” she sighed, pushing her foot closer to Toadette.

And like that, Toadette’s eyes were glued to Minh’s foot again. Only now, her cheeks were changing colour, losing their green tint and entering the red zone. The little puffs of cold air that left her lips were became smaller and smaller.

Minh spread out her chubby toes, slowly smiling as the sound of sloshing sweat pulled Toadette out of her trance.

“What?” Toadette blinked rapidly, glancing away before peeking at Minh’s foot again. “I got your point. You don’t need to show me your foot, okay?”

“Hmm… Gotcha.” Minh casually tossed her boot back on and hugged Toadette. “I’d love to rub those beautiful nyloned feet of yours, but responsibilities and all.”

“Right.”

Minh ran through the castle, a hand on her chest as she felt just how hard it banged against her chest. It was rare for her to run so far, especially when the temperature was extreme, but her feet pounded the ground until she was at the castle gates. Once back around central Toad Town, she skipped to her shop, replaying Toadette’s facial expressions in her head. However, she made sure to calm herself before entering.

“I’m back,” she yelled. “Sofi?”

Seeing a counter manned by Jasmin during business hours sent Minh into her serious mode.

“She better not be…”

“I tried to stop her,” the younger girl flatly said.

Minh went from skipping to marching upstairs, calling out for her cousin a second time. No response. She swung open her bedroom door and walked right in.

“Minh-Minh! Hey, what’s the password for your computer?” Sofia instantly hopped off the chair, making room for the device’s owner. “I’m trying to do a basic Internet search, and my phone’s charging, so…”

Minh simply shook her head, sighing.

“How about you use a guest account?”

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Author’s Note:
It’s the first time we have some dirty foot worship in this arc. Some find it gross, but I love the texture and flavour that natural earth and grime can add to the soles. Honestly it’s that little detail that would make me want Minh as a girlfriend more than Toadette. Embrace the filth, my people.