Everything was in place. Both Kagura and Otae were asleep. With Kagura, I could tell. We both know she snores and drools in her sleep, which is exactly what she was doing now. With Otae, however, I had to give her a brief eyecheck. When I saw both her eyes rolled back, I was assured she was asleep (I never could hear her breathe when she slept, so half the time I worried she was actually dead). And this time, I knew for sure there were no hidden cameras to catch me since this was in the living room. Fortunately for me, Gin was almost as much of a heavy sleeper as Kagura, so I wasn't overly concerned about him catching me.

When I had found the two girls later in the night, they had both fallen asleep on the same couch with the TV still on. Otae had her legs stretched out (that made one part of the plan easier for me), with her shoes and socks off, and her head digging into the arm of the couch. Kagura had her legs tucked into herself, and her arms stretched out, and of course, true to her form, a puddle of drool making its way from her mouth to the arm of the couch.

I crept up to Kagura and, absolutely sure she wouldn't wake up, I pulled her legs out from under her and stretched them across into Otae's lap (they wouldn't even reach her face, that's how short she really was). Since at some point she had put her flats back on, I went ahead and removed them. I really had been getting used to her foot odor, because when her bare feet were exposed that moment, I hardly even flinched when the odor hit my nose. Now I had noticed how close to Kagura's face Otae's feet were. Not directly in them, however, but close. I probably shouldn't have thought this, but...maybe a quick sniff wouldn't hurt?

I quickly took Otae's foot in my hand and pressed my nose in between her toes. It felt so wrong since she was my sister, but since they actually smelled nice (as if she literally dipped her feet in a pot of vanilla), I found myself unable to stop, directing my nose to her soles and heels thereafter.

"Baka Shinpachi..."

Oh, shit! I thought I was caught when Kagura started mumbling my name. I thought she woke up, but the loud snore that followed her mumbling proved otherwise. I guess I don't want to blow my chance at the perfect payback shot, so I quickly resumed my business. I wrapped Kagura's arms around Otae's leg, making sure her foot was being used as Kagura's pillow, or plushie, or whatever she sleeps with. Immediately, Kagura unconsciously started sucking on the heel, her drool tricking down Otae's ankles. That actually worked better than I expected. I then turned to Otae. I thought to myself I probably shouldn't have, but she did kind of start this whole thing when we were kids. With that in mind, I twisted Otae's head a bit so that Kagura's soles were in her face.

Now that I looked at the position the girls were in, I actually thought it was pretty hilarious. I instantly took a photo to use as further blackmail against Kagura. I was tempted to be nice and readjust them to their non-humiliating positions...until I remembered one started my foot fetish, and the other was blackmailing me with it. So I kept them there as I went back into my own room, curling up in my futon, finally catching up on some well deserved rest.

I found myself in some sort of dressing room. I was looking at myself in a mirror, unsure of what was going on. Maybe I was dreaming, or maybe remembering. I don't know. But what I do know is that I was nothing short of shocked when I saw that there was a certain girl entering the dressing room at this moment.

"Otsuu-chan!"

There she was, my idol, Terakado Tsuu, in all her perfection and grace, gliding towards me after wrapping up one of her concerts.

"W-What are you doing here?" I asked stuttering.

She sat down in her chair in front of me and giggled in the cutest way ever.

"It's my dressing room, silly!" she replied in a way that made me genuinely blush.

"O-Oh yeah," I said, "I guess that was a stupid question. But what am I doing here?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, "You're my foot slave!"

I did a double take. Foot slave? For Otsuu-chan? This was a dream come true! I wasted no time getting down on my knees in front of her as she slipped her heels off and waved her feet around.

"And I'm glad I have one today!" she exclaimed, "I nearly worked myself to death performing live for all those fans! My feet really need a cleaning! They probably stink!"

Oh, how wrong she was! A perfect woman like herself could never have smelly feet! And of course, I was right. When she placed her feet in my face, I didn't smell sweat or dirt or anything cheesy! I smelled roses and perfume! I smelled sugar and spice and everything nice! And when she put her toes into my mouth...it was heavenly! I felt like I was sucking on chocolate covered strawberries. That wasn't literally what her feet tasted like, but the sensation of succulent flavors exploding inside my mouth, feeling her toes against my tongue, it was to die for! I must have, right there. Died and gone to Heaven! Otsuu-chan moaned in bliss as I wrapped my tongue around her big toe, sucking out all the soreness from it. My lips wrapped themselves around Otsuu-chan's index toe as it twitched ever so lightly in my mouth...

...and I was still sucking on it, but now I wasn't in Otsuu-chan's dressing room. I was back in my own room, halfway out of my futon, and it had been early morning. I could tell. There was light reflecting in my room. I still had her big toe and index toe in my mouth, but most of my body (mainly my hands) were wrapped around her leg. Which is when it dawned on me how little sense it made that Otsuu-chan would be here unless she had an odd job, and even less likely she would be sleeping in my room. From the corner of my eye, I looked over at the sleeping face of who this foot belonged to. I already ruled Kagura out. I was all too familiar with her feet. The face I saw was none other than...Otae. My sister.

I had been sucking on her toes.

"GGAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

Hey, I know it's just feet, but even I have a strict 'no sisters policy' that I unintentionally broke. And I bet I know exactly who was behind it...

Yep. Kagura was in the corner of my room in her usual state (asleep, snoring, drooling, you get the picture by now). Probably fell asleep waiting for my reaction. Well, she didn't wake up, but Otae sure did. She sat up and yawned while stretching her arms.

"Oh, good morning," she said, "I didn't mean to hog the futon."

To my relief, she seemed to have no idea what I had done (but again, in my defense, it was unintentional).

"How come you spent the night in here?" I asked, because that part did baffle me.

"Oh, well, it's the strangest thing," she replied in a very calm manner, "I woke up in the middle of the night, and for some odd reason, Kagura's feet were on my face."

Then she giggled as she whispered to me, "Just between you and me, her feet really stink! If she ever finds a boyfriend, she better hope he either can't smell or likes feet enough to not care."

Oh, she doesn't know the half of it.

"Actually," she said, "The real reason was because apparently she was sucking my feet in her sleep! I woke up with her slobber all over my feet! It was really disgusting, so I soaked them in the tub for a bit before deciding not to go back on the couch. And since there's no way I'd ever share a room with that idiot Gin, the next best choice was your room. I know we're brother and sister, but I figured if I slept on the opposite end of you, with my feet on the pillow instead of my face, it would be less awkward."

She was SO wrong on that count.

"Well, that's quite a story," I said, getting up, "But I think I need a walk. Get some fresh air before I start my day."

Otae said nothing as I left, and Kagura kept snoring away. I still had the taste of Otae's feet in my mouth. You won't hear me say this often, but...I needed to get my mind off of feet for a while.

I just hope nothing random or stupid happens like it usually does.