It's been a good while since Ted acquired the most recent pair of feet. To be frankly, his life with them became kinda monotonous, but he didn't really mind it. His daily routine now also included washing every pair of Ted's pet feet, massaging them, trimming their nails - keeping them in shape in general.

But one morning, Ted was woken up by a message on his phone - the annual local ComicCon is coming up this weekend. In his entire life, Ted has tried being a "real cosplayer" only once, and he didn't like it much. What he did enjoy was having free access to dressing rooms and fixing other cosplayers' props. As a nice bonus, he was able to see the beautiful bare feet of the cosplayers.  Of course, he always wanted to be a little closer to them, but he was modest, so he was fine with it.

This weekend, Ted was in the dressing room almost continuously - he was quite skilled in small crafts, so almost all the cosplayers at the convention asked him for help. After it was all over, Ted was slowly getting ready to go home when he heard a loud voice calling out to him:

"Yo, where do you think you're going?"

This booming voice belonged to Tricksy, one of Ted's cosplayer friends.

"Oh, yeah, I was just going home..."

"I can't just leave it like that! After everything you've done for us, you're almost a part of our cosplay family. That means you're coming to the post-convention after-party with us!"

"But..."

"That's not up for discussion!"

Despite Ted's tiredness, the party was actually pretty cool - the drinks were flowing, the music was rocking, and a bunch of familiar faces were enjoying themselves socializing and eating. But after a few shots, Ted had a cunning idea - he could take the feet of the female cosplayers! The only problem - it won't be that simple, right? But the alcohol inside Ted decided to go all-in anyway.

"Girls, who wants to see a magic trick?"

"We do! Us! We all do!"

Yes, it was that simple.

"I will need an assistant for my next trick. Who wants to come?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Tricksy immediately approached Ted. She was a little wobbly and slurred her words because she had had enough to drink.

"What should I do, sweetheart?"

"Take off your shoes and socks and put your bare feet on my lap."

"Okie-dokie!"

Tricksy took off her combat boots and placed her beautiful, delicate pale size 8 1/2 feet on Ted's lap. Bright purple nail polish adorned her toes, which she wiggled flirtatiously.

"And now it's time for magic!"

Ted gently grabbed Tricksy's foot by the ankles and start twisting it. After a few twists, her foot fell off, still wiggling its toes.

"Whoa! This is so cool!"

Ted repeated the process with Tricksy's another foot.

"I knew your hands can do magic with our props, but I didn't know you can also do that with our bodies!"

After that, everyone took a turn so that Ted would repeat his trick. One by one, the girls' feet were detached.

Kouna, size 8 1/2 plump feet with cute short toes with french pedicure.

Eevy, size 9 well-proportioned feet.

Valerie, cute but slender size 5 feet with long toes, adorned by a fresh coat of pure black nail polish.

Olive, size 10.5 massive, but very-very soft feet.

Margaret, size 6 1/2 sturdy feet.

Sonya, size 7 1/2 feet, sligtly dirty because of her preference of being barefooted.

So on and so forth.

Drinks keep flowing, feet keep detaching. Everybody lost their sense of time and reality.

***

Ted slowly tried to wake up. His head hurt from a severe hangover. But he quickly came back to reality when he felt someone's big toe on his cheek. Ted quickly got up and saw that his house was crawling with pretty girls' feet.

"Well, I guess they don't need them that much.