Epilogue 1: Solely Sweet

This short story is about what happened after “Another girl in the box”.

While Roxanne and her assistants were cleaning up, changing clothes and preparing everything for the next day, Asuka and her girlfriend Nori were still on the stage. Everything beneath their waste being inside a wooden box,  they sat there and worshipped each other’s bare feet, which were sticking out of those boxes.

Asuka licked the wrinkly soles of Noris left foot from the heel to the toes. While Nori nibbled on Asukas cute toes. As they have never experienced anything comparable before they loved their feet like wild animals, not caring about anything going on around them.  And so they didn’t realise that someone was watching them for some minutes. Roxanne had heard the two moaning and was curious about how these two girls could have so much fun. Of course she already had experienced dozens of those situations combining foot-fetish and magic before, often leading to even more magical sex, but everyone has different ideas and she wanted to see theirs.

When they started, it was just ordinary foot worshipping, but soon they began experimenting. They put the halves of the boxes together, so that their feet were facing opposite directions and finally pulled out the separating wooden pieces. Magically the boxes fused together leaving not even the smallest gap behind.
Asuka and Nori looked inside each others eyes and started grinning.
≫Three!≪, Asuka counted backwards:
≫Two!≪
Roxanne understood and intervened:
≫Hey, stop immediately!≪
The girls were shocked, because they didn’t know what they did wrong.
≫I can’t let you cuties start without these! Hihi.≪
The magician laughed and pulled some spraycans and boxes out of her mouth.
≫Lol. Who needs handbags, when you can be your bag?≪
≫Whats this?≪, Nori asked her and the magician answered still grinning: ≫Well, do you like ice cream?≪

Roxanne sat down on top of the now fused box and leaned over Noris feet. Then she put some vanilla icecream on the Asian girls wrinkly soles, added some cream, decorated everything with chocolate sauce and finally put a strawberry on top. The same happened on the other side with Asukas soles.
≫Well, mon appétit girls! Don’t waste a thought about the mess, just have fun!≪
≫That’s so nice of you. I can’t believe it.≪
≫No problem. Situations like these are the only reason I even have icecream at the theatre. And now start before I lick your soles clean.≪

The magician stood up and went backstage again leaving them alone.
≫Well, let’s start hun.≪, Asuka said to Nori, who nodded.
≫Three…Two…One!≪

Both nearly buried their faces in the soles so amazed they were and soon they found out that both felt exactly the same at the same time happening to one of their feet. So Asuka even felt it tickling, when she licked Noris feet and vice versa.

Nori started right at the big toes of Asuka. They were covered in chocolate sauce as those chocolate strawberries at the fair and so she put both of them in her mouth at once sucking on them. Asuka herself started to lick the icecream, which was between the deep wrinkles of her friends’ soles, making Nori and herself laugh so hard that they nearly choked on the icecream. The same happened, as Nori had put the strawberry in the gap between Asukas little toe and the second toe and was now nibbling at it.

While Asuka was more sole fan, Nori definitely liked toes more. Still at last both licked the whole iceream, chocolate sauce and cream from the others soles and toes until they were squeaky clean. Even then they couldn’t stop and licked across each others soles like dogs.

Sadness filled the girls’ minds as they realised that they wouldn’t experience anything similar again. Still Asuka tried her best and when Roxanne finally showed up again, the girl asked:
≫Mistress Roxanne, I know that dozens of people must have asked you this before, but is there a way we can repeat this? Please?≪
The magician said with her typical smirk:
>>There is always a way. Usually I make these people my assistants, but my team is full, although I have an offer. Of course you know about some cheap magicians coming to childrens birthday parties? I can offer you to come to your birthday-parties and perform some magic, which is definitely not suited for children, ok?≪
≫Thank you so much!≪, they said together with tears of happiness in their eyes.

Epilogue 2: Emily’s Discovery

During the events of Epilogue 1, Emily was standing in the subway, still thinking about the recent events. Suddenly she caught some people staring at her and finally realised that she was still barefoot. She must have forgotten her shoes and socks at the theatre, but she was already too far away to return and so she decided to walk the remaining way home barefoot. Quickly she jumped out of the bus and went away. With disgust she thought about everything that could be on the floor on which she was walking, although she had to admit that it at least felt really good. Her office job usually required her to wear shoes all day long and this was finally a welcome change.

As she left the station the surface changed. Instead of the smooth tiles of the busstation she had to walk over the asphalt of the street, followed by the rough surface of the paving stones. Emily wasn’t familiar with walking on both materials, but she endured it.

The real challenge would be the last hundred meters. At this moment Emily realised having only a gravel path to your house may look beautiful, but can certainly have disadvantages. For example when you’re walking home barefoot. She took all her courage, inhaled deep, closed her eyes and set the first step. As stated before, Emily wasn’t used to walking barefoot and so her feet already hurt much at this point. Although it was nothing compared to the pain she felt after doing this first step.

Nevertheless Emily kept going. Slowly she put the other foot forward, then the first one again and so on. After a few meters she realised something weird. She didn’t just like the pain, she somehow loved it. It was a strange feeling that she have never experienced before, but she was definitely sure.
With ease she now made another step and shivered. How could pain feel so good, she thought? Finally she arrived at her door and looked first at the keyhole and then at the sore sole of her right foot.

≫Ah, screw it!≪, she shouted and stepped on the path again.
She would enter her home from the other side, so she could investigate this new feeling further.

Some minutes later Emily was sitting in the grass looking at her black soles. Gently she stroke over them and giggled. Then she discovered a small stick and started poking her soles with it. It made her giggle again, but she was not satisfied.

*Sigh*.

Suddenly she remembered seeing documentation on a tv-show about sensitive zones of human feet and pressed the stick in the gap between her big and the adjacent toe. Finally she found what she was looking for and moaned silently. Again and again she poked her sensitive spots with the stick and her other hand slowly moved to her pants.
Then she remembered that she was still outside and so she walked inside before anyone could discover what she planned to do.

On her way she went by the clothing rod and picked up the clothes pegs. Quickly she took her sewing box, undressed herself until she was completely naked and sat down on the carpet in her living room. She ignored the fact that her feet left black marks on the floor.  

Carefully she put one pegs between each toe-gap and slowly massaged her pussy with her other hand. Her hormones rushed through her body, her arousing rose and everything beside her vanished. As her boyfriend wouldn’t come home for some time, she had enough time experimenting.

So she took her left foot and put it on her right thigh, thus her soles looked up. Then she took a thin needle and carefully stuck it in the skin of her dirty heel from behind, in a way she only penetrated the most outer layer of her skin. This way she wouldn’t hurt any vessel, still the desired effect, the slight pain of every millimetre the needle moved forward, came.
It soon wasn’t easy for Emily as she was shivering in ecstasy, but she continued.
One needle after another and always rubbed her wet pussy in the simultaneously.  

At last she looked happily at the art before her. Nearly thirty needles of different sizes sticking in her soles black as the night. At the spot of her heel, where the skin was the thickest she even managed to penetrate the hard skin with a knitting needle.

Suddenly she heard a voice from behind:
≫Honey, I’m home earlier! … Wait, what exactly are you doing?≪
Emily looked at him and grinned:
≫You’re home just in time. Let’s go to bed!≪, then she looked at her feet and added:
≫But it seems you’ll have to carry me.≪

Erik’s brain worked for a few minutes, but then it made ‘click’ and he was naked himself within seconds. A night of a special kind followed for both of them and Emilies live would never be the same again.