One minute, I'm fighting for my life against a tag team of Kagura and Ayame. Now I'm face to face with my older sister Otae, with a briefcase in her hand as though she were at a business meeting.

"W-What brings you here?" I asked her.

"You invited me!" Otae gleefully exclaimed, "I'm here all weekend!"

I had no memory of having asked her to stay with us this weekend. Not that I didn't enjoy her company, but I don't remember...oh right. I turned my head to Kagura, once again donning the evil grin. She didn't say anything, but she knew that I just realized it was Kagura who arranged for Otae to stay the next couple nights.

"Um," Otae said, "I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but there's a girl sleeping on the floor."

Oh yeah, Ayame was still unconscious on the floor. Man, Kagura really did a number on her. Though Kagura and I both seemed to have the same idea in mind. We both remembered that her feet were ticklish. We both got on our knees next to her and tickled her soles. Well, more like scratched, because it didn't take a lot to wake her up and send her in a laughing fit, even after just being choked out. But after she recovered from laughing so hard...

"When did we win?" Ayame asked straightforward, "And why is there drool on my face?"

Ayame had gone out after that, and Gin was walking Sadaharu (I don't know how Kagura got him to agree to do that), so for now, it was just me, Kagura, and Otae, and all of us had our eyes on the TV. Otae was sitting to my right on the couch while Kagura had just sat down on my left. No sooner had she sat down when she slipped off her flats and put her bare feet on my lap. I should have been used to this by now, I don't know why I was surprised by Kagura teasing me. But the odor hit me a little later than usual. Maybe I was getting used to the smell of her feet?

"Awww, Kagura, you have the tinniest little toes I've ever seen!" Otae squealed.

I could have sworn that right after Kagura said thanks, she blushed a little bit. I didn't think she could possibly be embarrassed about how tiny her feet were. Until at that moment...

"Though I'm sure you have much prettier feet,'' Kagura said, "Y'know, since you're girlier than me, uh-huh."

And then I realized what Kagura was up to. At this point, it had become enjoyable to worship Kagura's feet, almost to the extent where it was no longer blackmail. She was still punishing me. She was going to tease me with Otae's feet. My own sister!

"You wanna see?" asked Otae, "I just recently got a pedicure at the spa!"

As if fate wasn't cruel enough, Otae removed the sandals from her socked feet. Reaching up her leg a bit, she pulled off the tall white socks she was wearing, then put her bare feet on my lap, parallel to Kagura's feet. She did indeed get a pedicure, showing off fresh purple toenails against the milky white color of her skin. Now I was noticing the size difference between the two pairs of feet. Kagura's toes were short and stubby, a bit on the plump side. Otae's toes were long and slender. And of course, while Otae had painted her toes, Kagura did not. And to my surprise, despite having worn socks with sandals, Otae's feet didn't stink. I suppose that's good, because I'd have been pretty blunt about it, and I actually fear my sister kicking my ass more than Kagura.

"Wow, it's not just the toes," Kagura said, "My whole foot is tiny, uh-huh."

"Either that, or my feet are just really long," Otae remarked.

Kagura and Otae then put their soles up against each other, and scrunched their toes together like the pieces of a puzzle. You know, Kagura's big toe, Otae's big toe, Kagura's index toe, Otae's index toe, and so on and so forth. If these were any other two girls, I would enjoy the show. But I'm 50-50 on how much I enjoy this particular display. One is Kagura, the other is my sister. And to make matters worse, their feet were not only on top of my dick, but it was also being stimulated. I had to get up or else Otae would start asking awkward questions about a subject matter I was not prepared to have with her.

"Kagura," I said, "You. Me. Hallway. Now."

To my surprise, Kagura didn't bark back. She simply got up and followed me, leaving Otae to go back to watching TV. Once we got out in the hallway, I turned to her demanding answers.

"What the hell is that all about?" I asked her, "She's my freaking sister!"

"Baka," Kagura said, crossing her arms, "You said yourself you noticed your fetish when she sat on you. You liked her feet before anyone else's."

"I was a little kid then!" I exclaimed, "Older siblings torture their younger siblings like that all the time! And fine, even if that's when I noticed I liked feet, I didn't have to deal with erections when I was a kid! I didn't even know what an erection or a fetish was! Now it's different! Torture me with your own feet for all I care, but keep her out of this."

"They're just feet, baka," Kagura snapped, "So what if they're your sister's feet? It's not like you're gonna sleep with her over it."

"It's the principle of the thing!" I shouted, "It's just so..."

"Or do you want people to know your dirty secret?" asked Kagura.

Yeah, enough know just from that video she posted of me licking her feet when she was asleep. But then again, that was just a small group of people on the Internet. I didn't need the whole town knowing. Kagura, having been satisfied with my lack of response, went back inside and sat down next to Otae once more. I could have gotten angrier with her over using my sister as fuel for my fetish, but I had also gotten an idea. An idea to make her know how it feels to be in that awkward of a situation.

And maybe also get some blackmail of my own.