Crossing of Sanri-toes (Instagram Eats the Sole sequel, Aggretsuko/ACNH foot story, Isabelle footstuff)

Carrier Man Trading Co, Ltd. Truly, as savage and uncivilised as a workplace could be. Where twenty-five year old accountant ladies suffered under the iron boot of the bosses, and the pudgier-than-normal higher-ups went on golfing trips, leaving their litte favourites in charge.

Perhaps, until today.

A lone secretary bird (occupation: secretary, who knew?) took her first step down into the halls of the marketing department. Her high heels clacked on the frigid, blank floors of the complex, more and more menacingly, while she performed her 'bad bitch' walk.

This one had seen enough of this unfairness in the workplace (much like Karen, the goose from Canada) and she certainly had something to say to her boss. CEO Shachou, who CONSTANTLY allowed things in the various departments to run amok, fall apart, and everything in between.

Into the door of her boss's office her high-heel drove, cracking it completely in half for the third time that month. Immediately, Shachou's eyes shot open, and his back became as stiff as a board. Her bare legs moving in front of one another, coupled with her rather irate expression, demanded his immediate and undivided attention, as he cleared his throat and spoke up. "M-miss Washimi? What can I uhh, do for you today?"

She slowly leaned over his desk, slamming the clipboard she carried down onto his desk, pointing out the company's 'Vacation Allocation' charts to him. "You can start by telling me why the female employees here have been receiving not even HALF of the paid time off that the males do, CEO."

He took the paper in his...pachydermic hooves, and began to sweat. He noticed that it was indeed true, that most of the female employees (excluding a certain Tsunoda) were given less paid time off, and even less time off to begin with.

"And the accounting department specifically is by far the worst offender. Perhaps it's time for a change around here, hmmmm?" Washimi finished, noticing the beads of sweat on his brow.

"Um, Secretary, this is all well and good, but-" he was cut off by a swift axe-kick to his expensive mahogany desk, which left a visible crack all the way across the desk, and sent papers flying everywhere.

"But what? You certainly remember that goose that was transferred here last month, am I not correct?" the glaring secretary calmly asked, her eyes piercing into his fragile soul.

"Y-yes, but how am I supposed to find the extra time? We have all these work retreats to plan for the supervisors, the luncheons for me and the others over the globe-"

Normally, the feathered secretary's strength was more than enough to force Shachou to make the correct decisions for the company, but she decided this time to add a little something as...persuasion.

One of her shiny, attractive yellow talons slowly popped out of her heel, and promptly slammed itself down onto the poor wooden desk once again, utterly shattering the sad, pathetic remains of the broken work of art. One of the claws on her talon caught a reflection of light, just the correct way to strike fear into the spirit of the CEO.

Keeping her balance on one heel, Washimi leaned over and stared him down, wings folded over her chest. "You'll make equal time for... "

"EVERY,"

The perilously-sharp claw that caused his legs to cross in fear scratched deeply into one half of his desk.

"SINGLE,"

Her other two toes curled, the rest of her talon visibly tensing, indicating that under their beautiful, well-kept exterior, lay an incredible power, ready to be unleashed.

"WORKER," she finished, lifting her leg to be completely perpendicular to the floor...and promptly brought it downwards,  with absolute full force. With a single crushing blow from her attractive, yet deadly sole, Washimi reduced the already-destroyed remains mostly to dust, all without a single indication of pain on her part.

"Do I make myself clear, CEO Shachou?" she asked in a calm, collected tone, flicking one of the wood shards at his face with her toe.

Staring helplessly over the disaster that his secretary caused, and then up at Washimi herself, he decided he had no other choice. There was no desk protecting him from her powerful bare talon, which was thankfully sliding back into the confines of her heel.

And thus, the CEO nodded meekly, fearing for his life.

Secretary Washimi nodded in approval, sitting down on the chair that thankfully survived her wrath, and leaned over to stare her CEO down. "Mmm, that's what i like to hear, Shachou...now, we have much to discuss...seeing as you have zero places to hide, I suggest making my conditions a top priority to fulfill."

-Several hours later, Accounting Department-

"Hahahahahahahahahaha," Fenneko giggled in her usual soulless tone. Instead of doing her share of the accounting tasks for the day, she was scrolling through oh-so-hilarious pictures on her social media feed, making sure her overworked foot-loving friend was looking at every one,

"Fourteen werewolves...behind the WHAT dumpster??" Retsuko said, completely bewildered.

"Well, you can see that Haida liked this three hours ago...so, if we go to his page and check out how many other pics of this nature he liked, we could determi-"

"CALENDAR. MY OFFICE, NOW," a rather unwelcome voice bellowed out, causing both their necks to nearly snap from how fast they looked in the direction of the voice.

"Ton..." Retsuko said to her adorable stalker-friend, grimacing at her. She got up, every cell in her body trembling in fear, much to Fenneko's amusement. She began to giggle at the poor red panda, until...

"FENNEKO, YOU TOO."

Retsuko jumped slightly, turning around to face Fenneko when her expression soured, much like her own. "Wh...oh no, Fenneko, what did you DO???"

"Hold up, you can't just blame ME for everything! You just HAD to take off your shoes in front of the cam-"

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO WAITING FOR, CHRISTMAS? SHOULD I FETCH YOU TWO A KFC BUCKET, OR ARE YOU ACTUALLY COMING?" he called out in the most insulting tone he could muster.

The two depressed little accountants trudged their way out of the main office, and headed to their bacon-bayonet of a boss's private quarters. There he was, the man of the hour, the miserable figurehead of the department, the blubber-around-the-clock...Ton. And he had a grin on his face that was so forced, it threatened to tear his lips apart.

"So, I've heard that a few of the women have a couple...things to say about the office. YOU two wouldn't happen to know anything about that...would you, Calendar?" he said through clenched teeth, eyeing her up suspiciously.

She recoiled back, and said, "Wh-what?! Why would I know ANYTHING about that??"

"Well, CEO Shachou isn't too happy from what he's hearing...he wants us to give more 'vacation time' to everyone. So here, I have something for you..."

He pulled out two silver tickets, handing them both to the accountants. "They call these 'Nook Miles Tickets'. Some old raccoon or tanuki or whatever, said he was looking for more work-I mean, TOURISTS to a rather deserted island..."

Fenneko's jaw dropped. "Deserted island?! You mean there's no internet or anything over there? How am I supposed to stal-I mean get work done over there?!"

Ton's smile grew to the width of his own desk, and it was capable of making a demon cry. "This is a MANDATORY retreat, Fenneko. We got this for a bargain. Unless getting...let go tickles your fancy instead? Along with Cal-"

Retsuko shouted over him, "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, Fenneko and I would be happy to go, right Fenneko?!"

She turned to her heavily-sweating friend, inquiring, "But can't we just take pics of our fe-" before being cut off by an elbow to the ribs. "Gahh...I mean, yes, we'll go to your dumb old island...sheesh..."

"Ahahahaha...that's the spirit, you two...now, I arranged some transport for you to go to that tiny little sea-airport...you know the one off the Shin-Tomei expressway? Dodo Airlines, it is. Now, tomorrow is the start of your vacation. Shachou DEMANDED you two be the first priority."

Retsuko felt a glimmer of hope bubble up from her toes all the way up to her chest. "Oh, yes, so we're gonna go home right now, right? So we can pa-"

The red panda was interrupted by the heavy thump of papers, landing on Ton's desk. She slowly turned around, and her worst fears were confirmed. They were delivered by another coworker of theirs, Tsubone...one of the worst women to walk the planet, in the entire office's eyes.

"I was GOING to let you two home early...but..." he took half of the papers from his desk, and dumped them into a stunned Retsuko's hands, repeating the process for Fenneko, "it looks like there just so happened to be a surge in numbers to work out. Heh, I'm sure you both don't mind staying late..."

Retsuko's right eye twitched. She wanted to remove her pretty little feet from those confining flats of hers, turn on her camera...and record herself stomping the life out of her boss's face. Before she got too tempted, though, she felt Fenneko's hand on her shoulder, and very, VERY calmly walked out of Ton's office, with a look of glee (and utter denial) on her face.

As Retsuko sat back down in her chair, she ignored the words of her friend, and immediately began to type viciously.

-

RAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!

I DEPART TOMORROW,
WITH MY FENNEC FRIEND!!!
I WISH OH SO MUCH,
THAT MY JOB WOULD END!!!

WHEN I FINALLY GET BACK,
WHEN I FEEL WHOLE AGAIN,
I'LL STOMP TON'S UGLY FACE,
AND FREE MY SOUL AGAIN!!!

YAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGHHHHHH!!!!

-

At long last...two hours after they were SUPPOSED to go home, Retsuko and her creepy little friend were finished. They had managed to power through the pile of extra work that weighed the same as their boss.

Fenneko looked to be on the verge of tears, while Retsuko slammed her head down on her keyboard. "Ooouughhh, I can't take any more of this...I need a drink...and maybe a fourteen hour nap..." the exhausted red panda moaned.

"I feel like I was stuck under Ton's sweaty, dangling-"

"No!!!! No...just...no...let's just go home...you know, when I stop tasting bile..." she swiftly interrupted, dragging herself out of her chair.

"What? I was just gonna say 'arms'..." Fenneko giggled, pinching herself above her elbow where Ton's fat would be.

"Do you have the SLIGHTEST IDEA how little that makes it better?" she retorted, trying not to imagine the sweat dripping off his flab. But Fenneko completely ignored her friend, getting up out of her chair and falling over-dramatically into Retsuko's arms.

"Oh, I'm so tired...my legs hurt...could you carry me...?" Fenneko begged, her featureless black eyes staring pleadingly into her friend's.

"Fennekooooo, stop it...I already wanna die tonight...I dont need to drag YOU home too..." Retsuko groaned in response. But Fenneko refused to budge, and even kicked her legs off the floor, so her friend was forced to carry her bridal-style.

"When does it all end..." the crushed panda cried out into the empty hallway outside the office, using what little strength she had in keeping Fenneko off the floor.

Her ears perked up slightly and she stopped. She heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and through the eerily quiet corridor, moved a recognisable silhouette. The bulwark against the eternal darkness of her work-days, her knight in shining samurai armour, and her most HELPFUL coworker, Haida, brightened up the dim lit hallway with his mere presence.

"H-haida!! What are you doing here so late?" Retsuko said, her arms trembling as she clenched her teeth.

He sheepishly scratched the back of his head, blushing slightly. "I uhh, noticed you two with a stack of paperwork up to your ear-points today...just thought I'd check up on you. Looks like I was totally right..."

Sweat poured down Retsuko's face, and just as her arms were about to give out, Haida crouched down and took her now-sleeping friend into his arms.

"Ohhh, thank you Haida, you're a lifesaver..." she panted, her hands resting on her knees.

"Yeah, heh, I guess...let's get you outta here, huh?" he said, his face reddening further as Fenneko nestled into his arms. The little fennec's toes curled slightly in her sleep, and when they splayed once again, her work-flats fell right off. This didn't go unnoticed by Retsuko, who swiftly picked them up for her.

After she just stood still for a moment, her eyes wandering about Fenneko's now-bare feet, Haida decided to speak up to snap her out of her trance. "Umm, so, are you gonna put 'em back on, or...?"

"Yeah...maybe, just a second..." Retsuko murmured absentmindedly, taking out her phone and tried to be as discreet as possible, taking a few shots of Fenneko's sleeping feet crossed over one another. Haida obviously took notice, but did nothing to stop her as they walked along the abandoned halls of the complex.

'Oh, the relief! Her feet were trapped ALL DAY in those shoes!'

It didn't take long for the likes (and the donations) to start piling up, despite the rather late time of the day.

I'd kiss her sleepy toes!

Who's the boy? Let me see HIS feet too!

Can I buy her shoes??

Retsuko giggled softly at the comments about her friend, and followed Haida to the subway, barely even trying to hide her exhausted yawn. As soon as she sat down, she laid her head on her kind coworker's leg, closed her eyes, and ended up exactly like Fenneko earlier.

-

An alarm clock buzzed loudly, awakening Retsuko from her deep, much-needed slumber. She reached out weakly, and her hands failed (several times) to land on the Stop button.

"Uggghhh, turn that off already, willya..." she heard another voice mumble. It didn't fully register in her mind that the voice was real, until she felt a pair of soft, adorable soles rub up against her face.

She leaned upwards, pushing the feet away to see Fenneko's sleepy face on the opposing end of her bed, who promptly covered her face with a pillow until the alarm was turned off.

"Fiiine, sorry Fenneko...wait...Fenneko?! What're you doing in my bed??" she shouted, the realisation jolting her out of her sleepiness.

"Wait-huh-wh-what AM I doing in your bed?!" Fenneko said, "and why are we still dressed for work?"

Suddenly, a light flicked on in Retsuko's mind. "It must have been Haida...you remember last night? When you fell asleep in his arms?"

"Ohhhhh...NOW I remember...he must've dropped us off here..." she said, nodding and rubbing the sleep from her eyes, "so...when do we go for this whole mandatory retreat thing?"

Retsuko pulled out the Nook Miles Ticket given to her by Ton from her pocket. "Uhhh, it says the flight for 'Crossing of Animals' leaves in...five hours. PHEW, I thought we were gonna late for a second...Haida set us a really early alarm."

She was absolutely right, it was still somewhat dark outside. Fenneko curled back up under the blankets, moaning and closing her eyes again. "Wake me up when it's ACTUALLY time to go..."

"But...don't you have to pack? And there's the whole security thing, and-"

"Nahhhhh...Ton said the island has everything we need. I'm gonna go back to sleep," the stalker said, yawning. In less than a few minutes, she was out like a light, snoring away. In Retsuko's bed. With her feet sticking out of the blankets, just asking for a monster to grab at them.

And boy, was Retsuko a monster. Washimi's commands echoed in her mind once again, but of course, with Fenneko's feet at her fingertips, the secretary's voice was like a whisper in the karaoke club she frequented.

Out came the phone, and it wasn't long before Retsuko began taking pictures. Her bare feet pressed up against Fenneko's. Her cheek against one sole, finger pressed into the other. Fenneko's feet simply crossed in an inviting manner.

'What a way to wake up...' Retsuko typed, and less than three minutes later, the love began to pour into her feed.

I want to wake up to MY friend's feet!

Why can't I go over there and nuzzle them myself?!

Wait, can you get that boy from last night to do that pose too??

Retsuko couldn't be any more ready for her mandatory 'retreat'. She happily hugged her phone, and spent the next few hours watching the comments and donations absolutely flood her social media feed. She also packed a small suitcase, just in case those supposed 'amenities' weren't enough to suit her needs.

Soon enough, though, it was time to leave for them both. Fenneko needed to be woken up, and Retsuko's devious mind held the perfect way to do it.

Retsuko laid on her belly, grinning evilly and flexing her fingers. "Three...two...one..." she counted down, and jammed her claws into the poor soles of her sleeping friend, scratching the tender surfaces deeply. This woke Fenneko up instantly, and she immediately tried to kick away from Retsuko. Thankfully for her, she was JUST strong enough to hold her ankle in place.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha. St-stop it, I'm up, I'm UP!!" Fenneko demanded through her laughter of the dead, finally slipping her foot out of her friend's grasp. "You're gonna pay for that..."

Retsuko grabbed her hand, pulling her out of bed. "We gotta go now, our plane leaves soon!"

"Ugh, I swear, all we do is scene transitions..."

It may have taken quite a bit of time, but the two overworked accountants managed to catch their Zuber™ ride, and the horrid traffic of Tokyo just managed to yield enough time for them both to slip into the small Dodo Airlines building.

"Hey hey hey, welcome to your one (but not only in this nation) gateway to the skies! What can I do for ya?" the blue dodo cheerfully greeted them both.

Retsuko showed him their two tickets. "Our boss said to give you these?"

"Ahh, yes, Retsuko and Fenneko. Your company told me to expect you both, so you don't need to worry about a Dodo Code this time. Go on in, my partner Wilbur awaits!" he said, as the airport gate opened.

“Ok, have a good flight, friends! And when you need to travel, just think, “What would dodos do?”

"Well...it can't be any worse than working with Ton, huh?" Fenneko said, as they both walked through and onto the little seaplane.

(DODO AIRLINES JINGLE)

As soon as the two took off, Fenneko slammed her head back into the seat, facepalming in despair.

"Wh-what? Fenneko, what's wrong?! Retsuko exclaimed, rubbing the shoulder of her ailing friend.

"There's gonna be no internet... HOW CAN ANYONE LIVE LIKE THAT!? I feel like we're going back to the Paleolithic period... no modern tools... just outdoors and staring at trees and stuff! LISTEN TO ME, I'M ALREADY SOUNDING BORING!!"

"W-well, it's not all that bad...you said it yourself, it can't be any worse than being with Ton..."

Fenneko turned to her friend, clawing at her chest with tears in her eyes.

"Retsuko...please, you gotta listen to me...Retsuko... if I don't make it out of this vacation alive, I want you to stalk Tsunoda for me. Record all her selfies, desserts, and latte art on my GRAVE."

"And uhh, what about the-"

"NOT THE THIGH PICS."

Retsuko groaned and shut her eyes, trying to at least get SOME rest through the rants of her friend. It was due to be a long flight...

-

"We are now making our descent towards Crossing of Animals. Please return your seat to the upright position and make sure your seat belt is fastened securely."

Retsuko looked out the window of the seaplane as soon as Wilbur made the announcement. What she saw was wonderful: a lush tropical island covered by trees, and many variants of flowers, as well as rivers of crystal-clear water.

"Local time is 6:57 PM, July 12, and the temperature is...comfortable."

Fenneko also decided to take a look out her window. She saw a creamy yellow Shih Tzu wearing a tropical shirt, a khaki skirt and a pair of brown moccasins, and an older-looking tanuki in a matching blue and white shirt, and the most dad-like pair of shorts. They were both waving up at her vigorously, with the happiest smile on their faces.

"Oh no, a tanuki..." Fenneko said.

"Huh? What's wrong with a tanuki?" Retsuko said in response.

"I don't like them...they're just like kitsunes, a real sketchball species..." she growled, "at least Ton is OPEN about his awful behavior."

"Well, don't SAY that to the tanuki, what if he's not a bad guy?" the red panda said.

"Hmmmph...I'll be nice, but that doesn't mean I'll TRUST him..."

Another announcement blared through the speakers. "We will be making a water landing, but that's ok because this is a seaplane."

Less than a minute later, the accountants felt a resounding splash below their seats. "We landed...well, at least the place LOOKS nice, right?" Fenneko said.

"I can feel it...Ton sent us out here for some awful job to do, didn't he..." she responded, rather depressed when reflecting on Ton's words.

As soon as the two walked out of the airport, both the tanuki and the sunny-looking Shih Tzu ran onto the pier and greeted them both, shaking their hands at the same time. "Oh hello, ladies, you must be Retsuko and Fenneko, yes? On behalf of all of Crossing of Animals, welcome! My name is Tom Nook."

"And I'm Isabelle! Please, don't hesitate to ask me if you have any questions," the adorable pup said.

Something about that innocent, polite grin on the Shih Tzu was able to calm Retsuko down. Maybe the island wouldn't be so bad.

"Wait, the internet!! Is there any internet here?!" Fenneko said, wringing her fingers together and shaking, "I can't go on Instagram, or look at pictures of cats doing stuff, or-"

Tom Nook stepped forward and patted her shoulder, chuckling. "Ahh, yes, don't you worry, dearest Fenneko, hm? We very much DO have internet here, accessible through your new NookPhones!" He then pulled two advanced-looking smartphones and handed them over to the two accountants, much to Fenneko's delight.

"Now, my lovely assistant Isabelle would like to show you around our lovely little island. I do apologise for not sticking around longer, but our heavy-lifter has given me the Bells to build a new incline to the island's highest cliff. Isabelle, over to you, yes?" the kindly tanuki said, waving goodbye as he left to finish his business.

"Of course, Mr. Nook. You two girls, follow me. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow!" she responded, beckoning the two accountants.

"Soooo...Isabelle..." Retsuko began, following behind the cheery pup as she explained each landmark she came across. "What's this little retreat all about? Ton didn't exactly give us a lot of details about this place or what to do when we got here...and he said it was deserted."

"Well...Retsuko, is it? Your director was so sweet over the phone! I'm not sure why he didn't tell you anything, maybe he wanted to keep it a surprise, maybe he lost the pamphlet I sent to his email address..."

Fenneko leaned in and murmured to Retsuko, "That's not ALL he's lost..." and caused her to snicker slightly.

"Anyways, I'm rambling. I'll meet you at your tents every morning, and be your tour guide! This is all about getting away from the hustle and bustle of city life, and just overall having fun! Of course, you can still use your NookPhones to browse the internet...but overall, I'm gonna show you how we live here, and why it's so special to us!"

Isabelle stopped in front of two simple tents set up for the overworked accountants, gesturing towards them. "Mr. Nook kindly set these out for you two...the furniture is a bit, heh, lacking...but at least he left a gift for both of you in there," she said, leaning in and whispering, "spoiler: they're both Nintendo Switches, and the new Animal Intersection games...don't tell Mr. Nook!"

Fenneko chimed in, "Hold on, before we settle in here...do you guys have work here? Like, jobs? Good jobs?"

Retsuko elbowed her friend. "Fenneko! Don't be so...well, you, here! I'm sorry Isabelle...heh, our jobs really aren't all that...how do I say this..."

Isabelle turned towards them, her expression souring in sympathy. "I'm sorry...is it one of THOSE environments?"

Both of them sighed and nodded in response.

"I understand that...I once worked with the laziest mayor on the planet. He even ERASED HIS OWN TOWN," Isabelle growled, huffing and beginning to rant about her old job.

"Erased...?" Retsuko murmured to her friend. Fenneko looked just as bewildered as she did, and shrugged.

"Phew...sorry, heh...anyways, you two get yourselves some rest. As I said, tomorrow's going to be big!"

Both of them waved to her as she walked back to the Resident Services, out of sight.

Retsuko turned to her friend, and asked, "You know, I don't think that was a good idea, just saying 'Hey, can I work here?' Don't you care about your, you know, actual job back home...? What would Ton say?"

Fenneko responded, "Do YOU care either?"

"Well...um, no, I wanna get outta there too, but-"

"So what? Isabelle might be able to find a job for us both here! We could STILL have internet, and never have to make him tea again!"

The red panda sighed, "I knowwww, please don't give me hope...all I'm saying is, that wasn't the best move to ask that so quick..." as she crawled into her tent. Fenneko soon followed after her, to Retsuko's surprise.

"Uhh, need something Fenneko? You know you have your own tent."

She blushed slightly and looked away, "Yeah...well, you see, I didn't really bring anything to the island. Can we...take some pics together? Just for the money, or the Bells or whatever..."

She just had to giggle. "Are you SURE it's just for the Bells, Fenneko? Or do you want the internet to call your feet adorable, and cute, and other stuff?"

"Just take some pics!!!" her friend shouted, folding her arms. She refused to look Retsuko in the eyes and blushed, taking her flats off. Her toes flexed and splayed, prepared for a long photo shoot,

"Okaaaay, since you asked so nicely..." Retsuko snickered, taking out her NookPhone. The camera was much higher resolution than her old phone, so she was able to take much clearer pictures of the sexy details of her friend's soles. She grabbed onto Fenneko's left foot, and placed her right foot under her sleeping bag. Another one was taken, with Retsuko's toes gently pressed on Fenneko's exposed sole. One more, with Fenneko's hand poised threateningly to tickle Retsuko's senseless.

'Sleepy feets, sleepy feets'

'Is the tan one really ticklish? Can we get a vid?'

'Yaaay!! Also, the hyena boy when? Please?'

And the NookPhones were converting the Yen they were getting from the thirsty donations, directly into spendable Bells in their ABD accounts set up for them.

The social media stalker read every single comment about her feet closely, and with each one, her bushy little tail began to wag faster. Watching this, Retsuko felt the most happiness she'd ever felt since before she walked into that office building. That awful, awful building in Tokyo, where they made her life absolute hell.

After reading hundreds of comments, and quite a few more sexy pictures of her and her red panda colleague, Fenneko placed the phone down next to her friend. She then laid down, curling up in Retsuko's sleeping bag.

"Hey hey, that's MY sleeping bag! You have a tent too, you know..." Retsuko said. But if she was being honest, after the playful feet antics that morning, she could welcome the company of a friend...a friend with a cute set of toes to play with.

Plus, if she couldn't sleep, there was always photo opportunities...

"Yeaaahhhh, I'm too lazy to get back up...you'll have to deal with me tonight. Sorry, not sorry," Fenneko yawned.

Retsuko grinned and shook her head, leaving her tent and grabbing the sleeping bag from Fenneko's tent. She placed the pillowed section of the sleeping bag next to where Fenneko's feet would be if they were exposed, sighing.

"Just...lemme know when it's time to get up, huh? I promise I won't go back to sleep this time...maybe..."

"Yeah, Fenneko, sure, heh..." Retsuko yawned, closing one of her eyes. She grinned when her opened eye noticed a zipper at the foot-end of the sleeping bag, her mind whirring with ideas on what she was going to do to wake her friend up the next morning. But she knew she still had to get some rest.

So Retsuko hugged her friend's covered legs, to no objection from Fenneko, and drifted off at last. Tomorrow would surely be amazing.

-


"Nnh...?"

Retsuko's eyes slowly cracked open. Slowly, her brain began to lose any memory of the dream she had just woken from. Her feet were being nibbled on and slurped by a giant lobster-squid hybrid, and the dream was vivid enough to where she could still feel the slime.

"Wait..."

She still felt it! One of her feet slid out of the sleeping bag the previous night...and she managed to lean up far enough to witness Fenneko...doing things to her bare foot, while still sleeping. Her grip felt greedy, and her tongue didn't hesitate to explore between the spaces of her toes.

It felt ticklish, but the red panda didn't mind. She bit her lip and grinned at the adorable sight. Soon afterwards, a lightbulb went off in her head. She leaned over and grabbed her NookPhone to record the actions of the sleepy fennec.

"Imagine how much they'll love this..." she whispered to herself.

She then pulled her left leg out of the sleeping bag, grabbing a part of Fenneko's sleeping bag using her toes, and pulled a loose part of it over most of her friend's face. This allowed the lips and muzzle of the fast-asleep fox to be clearly seen.

There could not have been a more perfect view of her maw messily working their way over Retsuko's feet. This allowed for the giggling accountant to record the moment safely, without fear of exposing Fenneko's identity.

Retsuko slowly brought her left foot over to press against the side of Fenneko's muzzle, gently rubbing along the side. One of the slumbering stalker's hands grabbed onto the back of Retsuko's foot, pulling the sole further into her face.

The sleeping fennec turned to press her tongue against the un-violated left sole, her other hand pushed below her sleeping bag. Judging by her slowly-increasing groans of satisfaction, and the hand movements Retsuko could spot, she could wager to guess that her friend was having QUITE a nice dream. So she decided to indulge her further, slipping her left foot fully into Fenneko's maw.

Retsuko's soft little foot was immediately greeted by Fenneko's eager tongue, and her teeth gently nibbled on each toe individually. Her toes curled and splayed inside her friend's maw, her slickened right foot sneaking its way under the obscuring part of the sleeping bag. Her foot managed to find its way to Fenneko's long ears, two of her toes pinching the base of one and causing her to clench up and let out an adorable grunt.

She giggled, unsure how Fenneko had slept through the session up until this point. But as soon as Fenneko began to tremble and let out long, unfettered moans, she turned off the camera.

Fenneko panted hard, her eyes opening...and then she realised her accountant-friend's foot was lodged deep inside her warm maw. She promptly yanked her lips off her toes and threw her sleeping bag off her body with all her might.

"Fenneko, it's ok, it's not like we're LATE for anything...calm down..." Retsuko said, quickly posting the video of her soles getting loved to Instagram. She discreetly slid her phone away before Fenneko noticed, turning her full attention to her panicking pal.

"No no no, that's not it...I WASN'T DOING ANYTHING! Retsuko, did you see anything?!"

She couldn't hold back a giggle, "See anything? Well, I guess if it'd help, I can show you..."

She rubbed both of her feet together in front of her friend's face and flexed them, showing off the copious amounts of work her tongue did. Fenneko bit her lip, scowling at her friend.

"...We will never, EVER tell anyone I did that..." Fenneko growled threateningly.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry...no one's gonna see that..." Retsuko responded. She knew THAT was a complete lie, and grinned gleefully inside.

The two turned to the tent flaps as they heard a familiar voice ring out. "Good morning you two! Come meet me at Resident Services and we can begin the day!"

Retsuko called back, "Ok, we'll be right there!" as her footsteps faded away.

"You know what we have to do first? We have to get out of these sweaty dumb uniforms...we have Bells, right?" Fenneko said, putting on her work-flats.

"Yeahhh...we can go buy some new clothes soon at that one little tailor shop here...we'll do that as soon as we're finished up with Isabelle," Retsuko said. She climbed out of the tent into the gentle breeze of the island, with Fenneko following suit.

"Hey, you forgot your shoes back in there," Fenneko told her. Retsuko shook her head and smiled softly.

"You know..." the red panda began, curling her toes in the grass, "why DO I need them? It's not like we're going to work, and I saw a white wolf yesterday doing it..."

Fenneko thought for a moment. "Wait, now that I think about it...there was a cat in a suit, but with no pants, and no shoes. You might be onto something here!"

Retsuko watched her friend kick off her flats without a care in the world, sighing at the feeing of the breeze between her bare toes. "Screw it, if that one antelope and his cat friend can go free-balling, I'm gonna go barefoot!"

"See, it's a vacation, have a little fun," Retsuko agreed, following behind her friend to Resident Services. She quickly and quietly checked her phone for feedback on the video from earlier.

'I want Retsuko to force ME to do that!'

'Pleeeease, it hurts so much down there, I can only get so hard!!'

'I wanna wake up that way, with that boy's feet in my face! Also…HYENA FEET WHEN?!’

The two friends waved hello to a passing orange wolf with a pineapple dress, and made their way to the central plaza of the island, where Resident Services was.

"Hey ladies, ya wanna get yersef a new pair of backpack, or maybe a shoes? Gah, I mean-" the two heard a deep, gruff voice with a Brooklyn accent say.

They turned towards the source of the voice. On a small carpet sat a skunk, and he was blushing slightly, but he quickly regained his suspicious grin. Every step Retsuko and Fenneko took towards Resident Services, they could feel the skunk's eyes follow the movements of their feet. A small puddle of what the two could only guess was drool had formed on the left leg of his shorts while they weren't looking.

"Hehe, I mean, uhh, pair of shoes or a backpack," he corrected himself, shaking his head and clearing his throat, "Name's Kicks. I got a good feel on foot fashion and accessories, so howsabout you ladies c'mon over and have a look at my stuff?"

Retsuko responded, as politely as she could, "Uhm...yeah, I think we're fine without..." while slowly and discreetly sidestepping her way into Resident Services. He didn't show it, but Fenneko could tell he was quite disappointed.

So she slowly stepped towards him, staring him down curiously. There was both a twitching bulge in his shorts, and a bead of sweat on his brow, but his face was the picture of used-car-salesman innocence.

"I gotta ask you something, Kicks...what's with you selling shoes here? No one actually WEARS them, everyone goes barefoot."

"Uhhh...well, ISABELLE wears 'em. You saw her fancy-shmancy moccasins, right? Yours truly measured her feet down to the inch, ya see, and gave 'em to her for all her hard work. Her poor lil' toes are all nice 'n comfy now."

"But I mean...no, never mind. You just keep doing what you're doing, huh?" Fenneko said, pulling a pen out of her pocket. She grabbed a scrap of paper from the nearby noticeboard, and simply wrote 'Retsuko1106'. The things she could find out about Kicks, if she only silently lurked on his social media...this was the way to find out.

She made her way back over to him, slowly slipping him the piece of paper. "If you have an Instagram...make sure to follow her."

Kicks grabbed the paper, tilting his head curiously. "Huh? Why's that, miss?"

Fenneko stepped forward, her right foot pressing with nearly her full weight on the throbbing bulge in his shorts. This caused him to jolt hard, gasping, trying to keep himself from crying out in pleasure.

As her foot gently ground into his bulge, she leaned in and murmured, "I think this is a good hint of what you'll see there..."

The smug stalker promptly removed her foot from the wet spot on his shorts, much to his frustration, and smirked at him. "Hahahahahahahaha. Do it, foot-lover."

He slowly calmed himself down, taking out his NookPhone while Fenneko at last followed her friend into the building.

-

"Ahh, Fenneko! There you are! It's good to see you here," Isabelle chirped as Fenneko walked through the door. She waved to the cheery Shih Tzu, walking over and leaning on the desk next to her friend.

"Well, now that we're both here...what are we going to do first? You did only do a quick run-around of the island yesterday," she responded.

"Begging your pardon, Retsuko..." a voice called to her.

She turned to her left, noticing a gleaming gold-furred feline. She seemed to be wearing a royal headdress of some sort with a snake on the forehead, and she had a set of bandages wrapped tightly around her curvy body. They only extended just down past her backside and upper thighs, though, so with the exception of her shinguards, her legs and feet were very exposed.

"Oh!! I uhh, didn't see you come in, miss. Sorry...what's your name?" Retsuko waved to her.

Tom Nook chimed in. "This is Ankha. She is one of our most-loved residents here, according to our human island-builder. She was just coming here for housing modifications, yes?"

"Thank you, Mr. Nook. Indeed, I am Ankha, me meow, and I MUST strongly suggest that you two go to the Able Sisters as your first destination. Your outfits are not suited for such a life, or even vacation, in paradise. I will NOT stand for it," she said, turning around and handing Fenneko a bag of Bells.

"Um, heh, you really don't have t-" Fenneko started.

"It is done, me meow," she insisted.

"Well, uhh, thanks!" Retsuko said, slowly turning back towards Isabelle. "Sorry about that...so, the tailors' shop first then, I suppose?"

Isabelle slipped out from behind the desk and grabbed Retsuko's hand. "Heh, it seems like it! She is right, though, you two could do with some more relaxing outfits...I can see you're already getting out of the workhorse mindset, you two are going barefoot! My, do you two look cute together that way."

Fenneko's tail wagged, but she immediately reached back and held it still. Retsuko was just as quiet, her face turning slightly red.

Isabelle's cheeks soon followed suit during the awkward silence. "Heh, there I go again, too much information...sorry about that, ready to go?"

Both of them nodded, following Isabelle outside. She led them north on a short walk, and stopped in front of a magenta-white building with a green roof. "Here we are! The Able Sisters!"

When the three of them entered, they were greeted by a blue hedgehog in a green checked apron. "Heya! Welcome to the Able Sisters, where we sell fashions lovingly made by claw! Oh? Are these the tourists I keep hearing about?"

Isabelle nodded. "Indeed they are, Mabel! Help them find some more...you know, appropriate clothes for this place, would you?"

Mabel nodded happily. "Have a look around! And if nothing here speaks to you, you can always check out the fitting room! Plenty more to try on in there."

The two accountants nodded, looking over the small selection the little shop had. Retsuko piped up, "Excuse me, what's up with this doctor's mask? You sell medical supplies too?"

Mabel shook her head. "Oh, no no, I know that's odd to find in a tailor's shop, but we sell all sorts of costumes too! The stock changes every day," she explained.

Fenneko pointed at a maid dress on the wall. "Hey Retsuko, you wanna try this on? Send your boyfriend back home a picture?" she teased, before breaking into her monotone giggle.

"Hey, you KNOW he's not my-" she started.

"Ohhh, that...I'm sorry, Miss Fenneko, that's reserved. My sister Sable made it for our friend Raymond, he asked for a custom-tailored one," Mable said, pointing out the other hedgehog in the room, who seemed...quite deep in concentration while working.

"Hey, Sable, aren't you gonna come and greet our tourists?" she said, beckoning her over.

"Uhh, maybe later, I'm a little busy...can't you help them out, Mabes?"

"Oh Sable, you don't have to be shy...c'mon, show 'em your designs or something! Work your magic!"

Sable blushed slightly and looked down further at her work, continuing to sew.

"Yeah, don't mind her, it takes a while for her to warm up...anything tickle your fancy out here?" Mabel said.

"Uhh, I'm not sure I wanna wear a baseball uniform for my vacation..." the red panda said, while Fenneko began to look over a fancy top with shoulderpads.

"What's up Fenneko? You wanna get that?"

She shook her head. "Nahhh, it just reminded me of my family for a sec..."

"...You know, I'm still hoping I never have to meet them," Retsuko said.

"Yeah, who could blame you? They'll destroy a restaurant if it was short on soy sauce," Fenneko replied, sighing.

"Doesn't look like theres anything here for us...you said something about the fitting room?" Retsuko asked. Mabel grinned happily and nodded.

"You two go on in! Plenty more to see."

Retsuko thought for a moment, another lightbulb going off in her head. She clutched onto her phone, and beckoned her friend along. "Ok, sure! C'mon Fenneko, I could use the help."

"Wait, you want me to come in too...? Oh, alright...I'll help..." Fenneko said, following her friend into the fitting room.

"So, Retsuko...what's up? Did you want to do some more pics or something?" she asked.

Nodding, Retsuko murmured, "You know me too well...I'll get some of you first, and then you do me...er, take pics of me. NOT 'do' me..."

"Fine. But only because I need the Bells..." the Insta-cop said.

"Suuuure, THIS time it's just for the Bells..." the red panda giggled.

Retsuko took out her NookPhone, turning on the camera. She made sure it was zoomed in quite close to Fenneko's legs, just close enough to squeeze both feet into the shot.

"Just hurry it up, I wanna get out of this sweaty uniform already..." Fenneko grumbled, clearly getting impatient.

"It's ok Fenneko, you don't have to hide your body from me. Why not take it off now?" Retsuko teased, snickering.

"Are you MAD? I'm not gonna...ughhh, let's just get these pics done..." she said, crossing her arms and pouting.

And so Fenneko began to try on the various articles of footwear set out for her. A pair of comfortable blue babouches. Some cross-belt sandals, which showed just enough of her toes to the audience, but not fully. Embroidered magenta shoes, which were more similar to the flats she wore to work, also went up on Instagram. As well as a pair of very heavy gold-armour shoes, for the nerds.

The socks came next, all of which were one size too small for her, or see-through like nylons. Some adorable back-bow socks, which Fenneko scrunched her toes in. A fancy pair of Labelle-brand tights. A dark blue pair of simple knee-high socks.

Retsuko enthusiastically, yet delicately held Fenneko's feet in a few of the pictures. She made sure to take some photos further away, and some exclusively below her ankles.

"You have such cute feet, Fenneko...where would I be without you? One pair of adorable feet isn't enough..." Retsuko said, nuzzling one of her socked feet and taking a selfie.

"C-cut it out, Retsi, are we DONE yet...?" Fenneko demanded, her tail swishing and cheeks glowing red. Retsuko knew those telltale signs all too well, and continued to take the most flattering shots of her friend's feet.

"Just a few more, ok? Then I get to see your bare feet again...lucky me, huh?" she giggled, squeezing Fenneko's left foot, causing her tail to wag faster. "Alright, can you take over now? There's a few things I wanna try on..."

"Hmph...I call first crack at reading the comments," Fenneko said, stealing the phone from her friend's fingers. She took off her last pair of socks, and began her work on showcasing Retsuko's feet.

Retsuko nodded, grabbing the first pair of flip flops she laid eyes on, placing one foot over the other for a picture. And then came a pair of leopard pumps. Mary Janes as well, because they were her style outside of work. She even went for a pair of pink paw slippers, because the internet loved big soft paws.

The red panda went for varying socks, much like her friend previously did. Neon tights. Patterned stockings. No-show socks that were much too small for her, simply to show off and define the curves of her feet.

Fenneko was beginning to have too much fun, and she hadn't even posted anything yet, or read any comments. Not only did she take exceptionally detailed photos, she also helped improve each one by adding a little bit of 'tease' to her poses.

Popping a heel from her pumps. Scrunching her toes in tights. Unbuckling her Mary Janes. Many, many more pictures of Retsuko were taken than pics of Fenneko. Before long, all of the several dozen photos were uploaded...and right on cue, the comments, likes and donations began to pour in.

'Fitting room foot fun? Keep it coming!'

'Let me cum all over your flip flops!'

'Can I borrow your used socks for research?'

'Those back-bows are just calling me to tickle the tan one. Her feet are just so cute!'

'Nice album! It'd be even nicer with that one hyena boy...hint...hint...'

Fenneko started to get too into the photography, placing her nose up against Retsuko's stockinged left foot, and inhaling deeply. Her tail began to wag hard enough to snap free from her body, but it was suddenly halted by Mabel suddenly called into the fitting room, "You two ok in there? You've been in there for almost fifteen minutes..."

Retsuko jolted out of her social media-induced bliss, realising just how much time she'd spent with her friend posting her feet. "Oh, oh, we're fine in here! We'll be out soon!"

And then she turned to Fenneko. "Gah, Fenneko, that was fun, but we actually gotta pick stuff out..." and she nodded vigorously. The two accountants quickly rummaged around in the wide selection of clothing, finally stripping their work uniforms off after being stuck in them for the past two full days.

Each of them left the fitting room with outfits on that weren't stained with both their sweat, and their traumatic memories of being stuck in an office building all day with good old Ton.

Retsuko wore a pink blossom tee printed with white flowers, and a pair of short culottes. Fenneko had grabbed an aquamarine hand-knit tank and a pair of denim cutoffs.

"You two certainly spent a while in there...but I think you look gorgeous! Totally prepared for island life," Mabel chirped.

"Oh, well, thank you so much Mabel! Here..." Retsuko replied, giving her some of the Bells that Ankha let her have earlier.

Mabel nodded joyfully. "Hope we can see you two again! Enjoy our island!!"

The two walked over to their tour guide in their brand new outfits. "Oh, Retsuko, Fenneko! You two look like you've lived here your entire life!" Isabelle said when she saw them.

"Sorry we kept you waiting so long, Isabelle...where do we go next?" Retsuko asked.

"To Nook's Cranny we go! I'm sure you two like your tents as they are...but what if you had a bit more furniture in there?" Isabelle said, beckoning them along and returning to the outdoors.

-

The two accountants and their tour guide stepped out onto the lush landscape of the island once again, this time in more appropriate clothing.

"So, which way, Isab-" Retsuko began, but she immediately noticed Fenneko tapping on her shoulder, the moment she began to walk.

"Fenneko? What's the matter?"

The social media cop turned her attention to a very odd sight for a place like the island. Standing there, with a spike-encrusted net in his hands, was a chameleon. He was a bright crimson colour, he wore a black choker and pleather jacket over a shirt with a ladybug on it, and he also wore black and red leggings or tights, and a pair of black boots.

Isabelle turned around when she realised her two guests weren't following her. "Are you two ok? You need s-" and then she realised what was happening.

"Oh, if you're wondering, his name is Flick. He occasionally comes to the island to catch bugs. Go say hi!"

Retsuko walked over to the red chameleon, who was murmuring to himself, "Oh, Princess Agitha, won't you share the love of your bugs with m-OH!! I apologise, heh, I kinda got deep in thought...you need something, miss? A commission piece, maybe?"

"Commission? You mean you're one of those art weirdos online?" Fenneko said, matter-of-factly.

Retsuko blushed and facepalmed. "Sorry, she didn't mean to offend you, she's just a little...honest."

Flick grinned and shook his head. "Oh, come now, I've been called worse things online than THAT...it's like when people make fun of me and my partner, CJ. Happens all the time on stream. You two should join it sometime!"

Fenneko's blood ran cold for a second, stepping back away from the red reptile. "Uhhh, heh, no thanks...hey, Retsuko, I bet YOU'D do well on the stream instead, huh?"

Flick's eyes suddenly popped wide open, and he stared Retsuko down intensely, causing her to sweat slightly. "Ummm...Flick? You ok...?" she inquired nervously.

"I knew it...I knew I've seen you SOMEWHERE before...now that I heard your name...Retsuko1106??" he said, clenching his fists and grinning hopefully.

"Uhhh, hehehe, yeah, thats me! You follow me?"

"Ohhhhhh, oh my, Retsuko...your feet are the lamp to my mothen consciousness...the apple of my wormy eye...and the...um...skin to my mosquito tongue! ...That last one was bad. Point is, I'm SUCH a huge fan!" Flick shouted, nearly jumping for joy.

Retsuko's face turned beet red, but she also felt an indescribably joy bubble up in her chest. She was meeting a fan in real life. This could not be real!

"Uhhh, hehehe, thanks Flick! I'll...I'll keep posting for you! Hey, listen...maybe we and your partner could meet up and do a stream sometime?"

He nodded, with all the enthusiasm he could muster. "I'll let him know! Also, before you two keep going where you're going...do you mind, if you catch any bugs, bringing them to me? ANY. KIND. I'll pay a REALLY good premium for them, ok? Please?"

The red panda gulped slightly. She didn't particularly like touching bugs...but if he was a fan...maybe she could touch a pair of reptilian feet, for the first time in her life?

"Yeah, we'll bring 'em to you as soon as we get 'em!" Fenneko quickly chimed in, "But ummm, I've got stuff to do, as soon as the stream starts, soooo..."

"Ok! We got a deal then! As soon as I can, I'll get CJ over here! Anyway, I just saw a stag beetle on a tree, so I gotta go! Bye, Retsuko1106!" Flick happily waved, running off on his merry way.

-

Isabelle grinned. "Isn't he just the sweetest boy you've ever met? Now c'mon, you two, Nook's Cranny awaits, we have a couple minutes to go," she said, beckoning them along. The two followed behind the cheery assistant Shih Tzu.

After a minute of walking in silence, enjoying the breeze and the smell of the sea, Fenneko tapped on Retsuko's shoulder, holding a finger to her lips. She then pointed at their tour guide, and what was happening at the ends of her legs.

Isabelle's steps each caused her heel to pop out of her comfortable moccasins. This gave Retsuko and Fenneko just the barest, most brief glance at her soles. Retsuko nodded, agreeing to keep absolutely silent, taking her phone from her pocket.

Fenneko gave her a quick wink, and using her right foot, 'mistakenly' kicked a very small pebble into Isabelle's shoe, and a tiny twig into the other. Retsuko stared at her in disbelief, and slight fear, at her accuracy with her kicks. But she quickly returned her attention to Isabelle, who had stopped in front of them.

"Hold on, girls, I got some stuff in my shoes..." she said. She tried to dangle each one from the tips of her toes and shake out the intruding objects, but it didn't work after several attempts. Retsuko, meanwhile, was silently taking detailed shots of the display.

"Heh, umm, hold on just another second..." she mumbled, taking both of them off. She sat down on the grass with her appealing, creamy yellow soles facing backwards, crossed over one another as if she was at a dinner table back home on Tokyo. This provided the perfect angle for Retsuko to take full-foot shots of Isabelle. Her toes scrunched every now and then as she finally shook the twig and stone from her moccasins.

Fenneko gave her friend a thumbs up, and Retsuko quietly slipped her phone away. Isabelle stood back up, sighing, "Phew, finally...sorry about the delay, girls, things are always getting into my shoes outside. It might happen a few more times..."

Retsuko smiled softly. "It's ok Isabelle, we have plenty of time here...but I should ask, if it keeps on happening...why not go barefoot like the rest of the village?"

Isabelle thought for a moment. "Um, well...I mean, it's part of my work uniform..."

Fenneko said, "Uniform? Weren't you the one to say our work clothes weren't appropriate for the island?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"But nothing. Not even that sketchy tanuki wears shoes here. You're the ONLY ONE who wears 'em. C'mon, let those toes of yours breathe with ours," Fenneko said, firmly.

She sighed heavily, cracking a small grin. "Okaaaaay, you've convinced me. I'll get into the spirit of things here," she said, carelessly tossing her moccasins away and flexing her toes. "Oh wow, it actually feels so much better...but hold on, that was just, you know, symbolic..." Isabelle ran over and picked up her shoes, putting them in her pocket. "I am nothing if not neat and tidy!!"

Retsuko nodded in approval. "Then let's keep going, miss Neat-and-Tidy!"

-

Retsuko, Fenneko and Isabelle walked rather slowly for the next few minutes. They were certainly in no hurry, and their kind tour guide made sure to point out the little flower patches along the way, as well as the orchard full of five different types of fruits. Moving past those sites, however, brought a small brown shack with a metal roof into their view.

"This, girls, is our only island furniture retailer, Nook's Cranny," Isabelle explained, "well...it WOULD be our only one..."

"Wait, there's two? This island is nice, but isn't it a bit small for two furniture shops?" Retsuko inquired. Isabelle suddenly looked uncomfortable.

"Well, girls, a couple months ago, this suspicious individual, a kitsune, with a rickety ship began to dock at the northern point of the island...our heavy-lifter, he said that he's been selling artwork and furniture of...questionable origin," Isabelle sighed.

"I thought we already KNEW Tom N-wait, he's a kitsune?? Somehow that's even worse...they smell like used cars and back alleys..." Fenneko grumbled.

Isabelle shook her head, opening up the door to the shop and letting them both in. "No one's been hurt...but he certainly doesn't look too friendly, so be careful...that's all I ask, ok?"

"Hey there, welcome to Nook's Cranny! ...Cranny!" two voices said at nearly the same time.

The two accountants looked down at leg-level. There, stood two identical twins, that each looked almost exactly like Mr. Nook himself.

Retsuko giggled a little, while Fenneko eyed them suspiciously. "Well, aren't you two adorable! My name is Retsuko, and this is my grumpy-guts friend, Fenneko!You're the shopkeepers, right?"

"My name is Tommy, and this is Timmy! We're here to help with whatever you need! ...need!" both of them said. Retsuko gleefully began to browse the small shop, while Fenneko and Isabelle sat near the front.

She laid eyes on a plasma ball, a retro fan surfboard, and a bunk bed. "Hey...I could use a bed for my tent...how much?" she asked.

The Nooklings replied, "Five thousand Bells. Want to buy it? ...it?"

She handed over the money. It would have been a bit pricey, but her ABD account looked rather full, thanks to her lovely foot fans. "Sold!"

To her amazement, the bunk bed turned into a tiny green leaf with a chunk taken out of it, and the Nooklings placed it in her pocket. "Wh...what happened to my bed? Where did it go?"

Tommy and Timmy chuckled. "Oh, you're new here...well, the furniture we sell can compact into the shape you see! ...see! Just drop it wherever you live, and your bed will pop up easily! ...easily!"

"Oh...well, I guess that makes sense...not...but, since we're here, could I ask to take a selfie with you both, to show off where I got my new furniture? Looks better than my bed at home!" she said, noticing Fenneko's ears perk up.

They both nodded emphatically. "We've been looking to expand! ...expand! This could be great for business, so how do you wanna do this? ...this?"

Retsuko sat down next to Isabelle, and Fenneko swiftly got out of her seat to stay out of the shot (and away from the Nooklings). They looked slightly confused, but stood by Retsuko's side.

"Oh, don't worry about her, she's a little camera shy...she'll be taking the picture for us. Right Fenneko?" Retsuko asked, handing her phone to the sweating fennec.

"As long as I don't have to get my picture taken..." she said.

"Good enough for me. Now come sit next to me, Tommy and Timmy!" Retsuko said, and they sat in the remaining available chairs, legs fully extended outwards. Retsuko, Isabelle, and the Nooklings all pressed their cheeks together, and she held out the tiny leaf that was her new furniture proudly.

"Aaaalright, one, two, three..." Fenneko said, taking several pictures of all four of them. Retsuko made sure to extend her legs outwards so her feet were in the shot, and she used one of them to lift Isabelle's leg up so one of her soles showed as well. Isabelle curiously looked down at her foot being nudged upwards, but thought nothing of it. As for the Nooklings...their legs were too tiny to even extend off the seat, so theirs were on full display.

"Alright, I got 'em...you all done here Retsi?" Fenneko said, hopefully.

"Mmm, yup! Thanks Fenneko! You posted them on Instagram?"

"Well yeah, what do you take me for?"

"Good! Thank you, Tommy and Timmy! Ready to go, Fenneko?" Retsuko said.

"Yeah, I've BEEN ready...let's go over to the museum, huh?" Fenneko replied.

The red panda frowned, opening up the door to the shop to let Fenneko and Isabelle out. "Oh, don't be so mean, these two have shown nothing but the PINNACLE of good manners. Sorry, thank you once again, you two! See you later!"

The door closed, and before Retsuko could say anything, the floppy-eared internet cop thrust her phone up to her face rather proudly. Retsuko slowly took the phone in her hands, to read all the comments recently left.

'B E A N S'

'Tanuki boy feet, but not hyena boy feet?? What's this world coming to??'

'I'd eat THEIR beans in a crowded theater!'

'What's that leaf doing there?'

"Ok, you two, we've got one more place to go! Then, it's all on you ladies to decide how to enjoy our little slice of heaven," Isabelle called back. Retsuko put her phone away and grabbed Fenneko's hand to get her attention, and led her behind the cheery office assistant.

-

Isabelle led the vacationing accountants on an arched-tile path in the middle of the woods for some time. "I know this looks...out of place, but our heavy-lifting villager is currently working on some big projects for our island," she explained. "It's fine though, as soon as he's done, EVERYONE will want a vacation here like you two!"

"Heh, I don't doubt it...so, the museum?" Retsuko asked.

"Yup! Here we are!" Isabelle called out, beckoning them into an enormous, opulent marble building. The two of them stared for a minute, taking in the sight of the museum gleaming slightly in the setting sunlight, and made their way inside.

As soon as both of them arrived in the museum foyer, they spotted a handsome brown owl with a green bowtie standing in the middle of the floor. And he was fast asleep.

Retsuko made sure to stay behind Isabelle, noticing how...appealing the owl's bright yellow talons looked, and began to quietly take photos of them for her Instagram.

'Oooh, I bet they're both soft AND rubbery! So shiny! Are they ticklish?'

'Can I have them grip me like a tree branch?'

'I guess I can use this tonight, in place of hyena boy...'

Fenneko whispered to Isabelle, "Should...we come back later? Is he alright?"

"Oh, don't worry, he's fine, he's an owl, you see? But don't worry, he won't mind if you wake him up," she responded, gently shaking him by the shoulder.

"Hoooooo...WHO?!?" the owl exclaimed, jerking out of his slumber. "Oh...pardon me..."

Isabelle gestured towards the two accountant friends, saying, "Sorry about that Blathers, I just had to bring our lovely tourists here to see your museum! Can you help them out?"

"Oh, why yes I can, Miss Isabelle. As you heard, my name is Blathers. I am the curator of this amazing museum, which showcases all of the fauna, fossils and artwork this island has to offer! Everything here has been generously donated by our upstanding citizens."

Fenneko spoke up, "Wow, people actually WORK together here. Isn't THAT a first, huh Retsuko?"

"Yeaahhhhh...if this was back home, a place like this would collapse overnight..." she confirmed.

"Well, you two certainly seem like the hardworking types. If you find anything interesting, would you consider donating to our great museum?"

"Well of course, Mr. Blathers. I like your bowtie by the way, it suits you!" Retsuko said. And it was the truth, he simply wouldn't look the same without it.

"Why thank you," Blathers said, "my sister and myself, we wear our bows all the time. It's sort of become a trademark for us! I do hope you meet her on your travels."

"Your sister? What's she look like?" Fenneko asked, silently and discreetly turning on her phone, holding it by her side, pressing the record button.

"Oh, Celeste...she looks quite a bit like yours truly. She has this striking red plumage, and wears a large pink bow on the back of her head. She visits the island during the night of a meteor shower! You two should go see the next one with her. She's simply an angel, and she knows all about the heavens she is from!"

"Oh? Your sister's an astronomer then? That's really nice, so do you ever go stargazing with her?" Retsuko said, grinning. She may have been an only child, but she could tell when siblings got along.

"Every opportunity I get, young miss! However, running this museum takes up quite a bit of my time, so she makes time to come visit me here. It's quite the honour to have her as a sister! She has taught me how to tell distances to stars using parallax, how to tell if exoplanets are solid or gas, how to-"

"Hehehe, so you two are close then? Looks like genius runs in the family," Retsuko giggled.

"Oh, heh, I do apologise, I tend to talk museum patrons' ears off...do look around, no rush! Enjoy!" he said. Both Retsuko and Fenneko could see that he was beside himself with joy.

But Fenneko was the one to know precisely why that was.

"Yes, you two enjoy the museum! I also rarely get a chance to visit because of my work. Do you mind if we split up for some time, and meet back here in an hour?" Isabelle asked.

"You know what? Sounds good to me, c'mon Retsuko," Fenneko said, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the fish section.

"Alright, see you soon!" Isabelle called out, making her way to the fossil section.

-

"Hey...did you see the way Blathers was acting earlier?" Fenneko said, her eyes narrowing suspiciously, as she and Retsuko entered the aquarium.

She turned to her friend. "Huh? What do you mea-ohhh...I know that look, what's going on?"

"Here, watch the video, you'll see what I'm talking about..." Fenneko said, pulling out her phone. The video she secretly took of Blathers going on and on played, but Retsuko was just as confused as before.

"Uhh...he talks too much? I mean, he IS called Blathers, after all..."

Fenneko shook her head. "No no no! Did you hear the things he said about his sister?"

"Yeah? What about them? They're on good terms, so wh-" Retsuko was soon cut off.

"They're going at it. Just like you and me," Fenneko said rather bluntly, much to Retsuko's shock. "Just look again at his body language. Here you can see his legs tense a little. Over in this frame you can see a blush starting to form...hard to see on his red cheeks, but it's there, as soon as he says 'She's simply an angel'. Also, no one in a PLATONIC brother-sister relationship describes their sibling as looking 'striking'. They're into each other, mark my words."

Retsuko's face began to heat up. She'd never really thought of THAT sort of relationship before...mainly because she was an only child. She never had any perspective on brother-sister relations, and wasn't sure if it was true...but was Fenneko ever wrong when it came to analysis of expressions?

"Well, uhh, why did you tell me this? Is it bad, or...?" she asked, tossing a few pellets into a pond with a koi.

"Well, if she's ever here, you and I are gonna get video FOOTage (hahahaha, pun intended) of the two, and use it as blackmail."

"Wait, what'd they ever do to US? And what would we blackmail them for??" Retsuko exclaimed, but Fenneko quickly placed her palm over Retsuko's mouth.

"Quiet down, sheesh...look, I don't want anyone knowing this, but...I wanna give owl talons a try...and maybe get more Bells off a video with 'em...so whaddya say, Retsi...wanna try some exotic feet with me? If we ever get the chance..."

She yanked her lips away from Fenneko's hand, sighing deeply, but cracking the slightest smile. "Like I have a choice..."

The two friends made their way through the enormous aquarium. They spotted all forms of diverse and colourful creatures they'd never seen before. The red snapper, the mantis shrimp, even the legendary living fossil, the coelacanth. All donated by a single person, the 'heavy-lifter' Isabelle kept speaking of.

Of course, neither of them missed an opportunity to kneel down in front of the other, and take shots of their feet with sea creatures in the background.

Before they knew it, however, their hour of fun in the aquarium was up. Isabelle was waiting for them when they made their way back, and strangely, Blathers was fully awake at that time.

"Oh, there you are! Had a little too much fun, huh?" Isabelle giggled.

"Oh, whoops, heh...we weren't TOO late, were we?" Retsuko replied, scratching the back of her head.

"Don't you worry, it was only ten minutes...but ready for the final leg of our journey? Our wonderful beach?" Isabelle said.

"Yeah, I'm certainly ready...my feet ache, I wanna sit down now," Fenneko agreed.

"Then what are we waiting for? Thanks Blathers, we'll see you later!" Retsuko called back as the three exited the museum, Blathers returning her wave.

-

When they stepped out of the museum, the sun was well on its way to the horizon.

"My oh my...oh, hehe, I'm starting to sound like Judy, aren't I...anyways, I'm rambling to myself. Time really does fly when you're having fun, doesn't it?" Isabelle said, beckoning them along to the northwest of the island.

"Yeahhh...it really does. But Isabelle?" Retsuko said.

"Yes, Retsuko?"

"I just want to thank you...for all this, you know? You put in so much effort to this little tour, and I bet you work even harder to keep the island afloat."

She blushed madly, sheepishly giggling. "Heh, thanks Retsuko...you know, you two were the first ever foreigners to this island. And this is my first time showing off why this place is so special," she replied, arriving at a rather secluded spot on the north-western beach. On the sand were umbrellas spread out, plenty of beach towels, a few beach chairs, and a picnic set.

"Our heavy-lifter was the one to set these out...he decided this area needed a little more of a romantic setting, Isabelle sighed. She jumped and laid back on one of the beach chairs, closing her eyes. Her legs crossed, feet completely bare and exposed.

Retsuko and Fenneko sat down on a pair of beach towels, directly in front of Isabelle's feet. Fenneko sighed heavily, silently extending one of her legs out into Retsuko's lap, toes wiggling as if to ask for a massage.

Retsuko shook her head. She couldn't risk getting too into her friend's feet right now! There was no fitting room or huge aquarium to hide in! But...Fenneko seemed like she was too tired to care where they were this time. Her other foot weighed down on her lap, and her pitch black eyes began to twinkle pleadingly.

She shut her eyes tight, letting out a deep, yet quiet sigh. That face was just irresistible. So she reached out and grabbed onto them both, gently pressing her thumbs into the soles.

Fenneko blushed as Retsuko began to rub her feet, but she couldn't get enough of the feeling. Her tail began to wag again, and she let out a loud moan of bliss. Suddenly she realised what she did, and swiftly covered her mouth.

It was too late, however, and Isabelle leaned up to look at them both. "You both alright down there...?"

Fenneko started to panic slightly. "Oh, um, I'm fine, I was just stretching...right Retsuko?!"

But her friend wouldn't let go of her feet, and continued to rub them with love and care. "No, Isabelle, Fenneko just wanted me to give her a foot rub...it has been a long day, after all, and she LOVES my foot rubs...don't you Fenneko?"

The look of betrayal on Fenneko's face was priceless. She tried to yank her foot away from Retsuko's delicate and tender hands. They locked between her toe spaces and squeezed at just the right spot, causing her to fall backwards and moan even louder.

"Yeah, see? She loves this after a long walk...isn't she just adorable?" Retsuko giggled, causing Fenneko's tail to swish.

Isabelle blushed slightly, but laughed right along with her. "Well, uhh, I don't like to ask for favours, but...well, could I get one too? Do you mind...?"

Retsuko shook her head, scooting towards Isabelle instead. "Oh, I could never turn down that sort of request! As long as you keep it a secret? ...For Fenneko's sake, of course..."

Isabelle zipped her lips, nodding.

"Well then...should I start over here?" Retsuko said, grabbing onto Isabelle's right foot. She inspected it closely, noting how cute her toes were, the gentle curves of her soles, and the genuine softness of the fur covering the flesh.

Isabelle couldn't look Retsuko in the eyes. She'd never asked anyone for a foot massage before, and the fact that she was staring at it like a museum piece didn't serve to calm her antsiness.

But once she felt the initial squeeze, her fears began to melt into nothingness. Retsuko's hands began to delicately work their way over Isabelle's sore right foot, beginning by pulling her toes back and forth. This relieved much of the tension accumulated while on her walk, and she let out a satisfied moan. Retsuko then turned to Fenneko, who was pouting with her arms folded.

"Hey...Fenneko...now that we all know that you love a nice pair of feet, why don't you give Isabelle's left foot some of your love? I know you can do it..." she teased. Fenneko responded with a look of embarrassment and frustration, but she couldn't help herself. Over she scooted, towards Isabelle's free foot and slid the back of her hand up from heel to toe.

"H-hmph...its not like YOU like this any less, Retsi..." Fenneko grumbled, beginning her careful massage of her precious left foot.

The normally energetic assistant's eyes went half lidded, as she took a deep breath and sighed deeply. She turned to lay on her belly, her golden paws hanging off the edge of the seat. Both of the accountants scooted closer to them, leaning in nearly close enough to have their faces against them. They continued to tend to Isabelle's soft feet, however, much to her delight.

"Do you...take care of your feet, Isabelle? They're just so cute!! Err, sorry, Fenneko, yours are too, never forget that!" she said, after her friend shot her a glare and squeezed Isabelle's foot extra hard.

"Oh...AHHH...yeah, my brother and I use the same conditioner...I just use it all over my body, he only does it on his head...it feels nice, though...ahh...to have my feet appreciated..."

Retsuko couldn't help herself. She slipped her phone out of her pocket, and pressed her cheek against the sole of Isabelle. It felt as soft as a cloud against her face, much to her delight.

"H-hey, what's going on back there?" Isabelle stuttered, leaning up to look back at her feet. She just managed to catch Retsuko taking a selfie with the side of her face against her right foot. She watched curiously as she posted it on her Instagram.

'Oh lord, look at the curves!'

'The only sort of gold I'D ever need!

'Who is she? Are her feet sensitive?'

'I bet only that hyena boy's feet are better!'

"Heh...you said you liked your feet appreciated...I bet a whole lot of others would appreciate them too...Fenneko? Wanna do one too?"

Fenneko responded, "I have an idea...Isabelle, sorry to interrupt your little rub, but could you come sit down here with us?"

A small bead of sweat ran down her face, but she complied, climbing down from her chair now that her feet didn't ache any more. "Umm, ok, so are you gonna take another picture of my feet...?"

Fenneko pulled both her legs to extend fully outwards, and she sat to Isabelle's left hand side. "Hey Retsi, you mind putting your feet in the shot too?"

Retsuko scooted slightly so her feet could extend outwards, to press against the soles of her friend and Isabelle, in the formation of a triangle.

"Aaaand here we go!" The red panda chirped, taking only the finest photo of all three pairs of feet she could take. Immediately, she got to work posting it on social media.

"The beach...the best part of any tropical vacation!"

Soon, the comments and likes poured in again.

'THREE sets of feet at once? You're spoiling us!'

'Why can't I have friends to do that with?'

'Keep curling those toes in the sand!'

'There should be a fourth in there! He probably has really soft feet!! Hint, hint...'

Retsuko placed the phone by her side, grabbing onto one of Isabelle's feet once again, Fenneko soon following suit.

"Oh, do you want to keep going with the massage? I won't stop you, it feels good!" Isabelle said, curling her toes rather enticingly. Perhaps not intentional, but the way they scrunched and splayed captured both of the accountants' attention.

Fenneko was the first to fall victim to Isabelle's feet, which were seemingly calling out to her for a DIFFERENT sort of attention...and her tail began to wag. She pulled Isabelle's golden soft paw between her legs, both hands keeping it absolutely still.

"F-fenneko? Are you alright...?" Isabelle stammered, and then she began to notice that Retsuko was nuzzling her other sole affectionately.

"M-my feet...what's gotten INTO-" the bright yellow Shih Tzu was cut off by Fenneko climbing on top of her and pinning her down. Her adventurous hands snuck under Isabelle's button-up, gently grabbing onto and teasing her breasts.

"A-ahh...what are you doing t-to me..." Isabelle groaned, her face as red as the cherries that grew around the island. Fenneko chose not to respond to her, instead allowing her hands to do all the talking.

Meanwhile, Retsuko's tongue slipped out of her mouth and dragged, slowly but with force, from Isabelle's golden heel to her equally golden toes. Each lick brought about strange ticklish sensations through Isabelle's sole and toes, causing them to curl up and splay once again.

Fenneko had turned herself around, continuing to lay on top of Isabelle's body, but this time facing down between her legs instead of her head. Her sneaky hands had undone the buttons on Isabelle's skirt while Retsuko worked on her feet, dipping gently into her nethers. The moment Isabelle gave into the sudden stimulation, leting out her first lustful moan, Fenneko pressed her tender, sensitive feet up against her lips.

"M-mmmph?!" Isabelle shouted into her soft soles. She promptly pulled her lips away, panting, "U-umm...Fenneko...is there something you want...?"

While Retsuko pulled both of Isabelle's feet over her eyes, trembling in both pleasure and excitement, Fenneko's toes slipped their way into the cheery assistant's maw. As soon as she felt the warm sensation of Isabelle's tongue mistakenly sliding across the top of her foot, her fingers jammed as far as they could between Isabelle's legs.

Fenneko reached out and stole one of Isabelle's slickened feet from Retsuko's grip, and began wrapping her lips around each individual toe. Isabelle, meanwhile, not having enough leeway to pull off and avoid Fenneko's needy little foot, tried to mimic what they were doing to her own feet, slathering her tongue over Fenneko's sole.

She certainly did something right, as Fenneko groaned in delight, her toes curling tightly in Isabelle's maw. To add a little motivation for her, Fenneko used her strong social media-stalking fingers to pleasure the furthest depths of Isabelle's nether region, much to her delight.

Retsuko slipped her tongue in between Isabelle's toe spaces, and worked her way down to the center of her sole with her lips. She moaned into the arch while she made out with it furiously, stealing the other foot back from her friend. With great effort, she managed to prevent Fenneko from stealing it back, slipping it under her culottes to rub up between her legs.

After a few moments of the shocked Isabelle's foot grinding up against the red panda, she let out a cry of release. Retsuko lustfully ground herself against the conditioned paw, trembling violently as Isabelle's toes and sole became soaked in the sticky fluid. They continued to curl and splay, tapping between her legs, prolonging her intense orgasm.

While Retsuko was weakened by her intense bout of bliss, the greedy stalking fennec wrestled Isabelle's soft foot away from her, pressing her face up against it. In the same fashion as Retsuko, her lips pressed against Isabelle's upper sole, sharply stimulating her toes using her pointy teeth and skilled tongue.

This caused the yellow pup to squeal in shock and embarrassment, and her tongue to press up against Fenneko's awfully sensitive sole at just the right intensity for the stalker...the way Retsuko had done it many times before.

Fenneko let out a grunt of pure pleasure, which melted into a quiet and adorable moan, her other foot kicking backwards and landing softly on Isabelle's cheek. Her tail wagged and her back arched, as Isabelle's torso was soaked in the fennec's juices.

Fenneko then buried her face between Isabelle's legs, working her tongue into Isabelle's nethers to join her fingers. Her warm, agile tongue, as well as her swift and powerful fingers, proved to be too much for the inexperienced Shih Tzu.

Isabelle let out the most adorable growl and groan of pleasure as she reached her intense climax, which promptly soaked through her khaki skirt, as well as Fenneko's adorable face. Retsuko worked her lips over each and every one of Isabelle's toes, gently stroking her massaged soles to keep her overloaded with stimulation for as long as possible.

After several minutes of panting and gasping, as well as Fenneko collapsing off the poor golden assistant, Isabelle spoke up. "I...ummm, that...kinda, felt good, I guess..."

-

"Y-you...needed that, you deserve a reward for making this island so nice to come visit...and for having such...cute feet...again, yours too Fenneko!" Retsuko responded.

Fenneko managed to stand herself back up, taking a deep breath and helping Isabelle to her feet. "I don't know how you knew what to do with your tongue, you're an absolute natural, Isabelle...I don't say that lightly..."

"W-well, um, thanks you two...for the massage, and uhh, everything else...but I really need to go back to work, Tom Nook is going to wonder where I am..."

Retsuko stood up off the ground, still slightly shaky from the earlier session. "Wait...you don't wanna go back to work THAT soon, do you...?"

"I mean...I need to get back to supporting this lovely island! Mr. Nook always needs me for such important duties! But truly, girls, thank you...it'll be a shame when you two go home!"

"But..." the two accountants said at the same time. "Alright...but, maybe we can all, uh, do this again sometime...?" Retsuko said.

Isabelle waved at them happily. "Even if it's a little...out of the ordinary...you can count on it! After all, I go barefoot now, thanks to you two! So, come find me in Resident Services if you need me! Have a great night!" she called, as she disappeared over the evening horizon of the island.

Fenneko and Retsuko stared at each other for a moment. "Well...guess it's just you and me, huh? Let's go back to the tents...I'm beat..." Fenneko said.

Retsuko took her hand and led her back to the cliffs where their tents were. "Well, Fenneko, we've got plenty of time to relax...you can kick back with me in my tent, ok?"

"...Can we-"

"Only light touching and rubbing...I'm just as tired as you...you promise you'll go easy?"

"Fiiiine...you're lucky I love you..." Fenneko mumbled, crawling into the tent. Retsuko soon followed her in, laying on her sleeping bag and sighing deeply. It was a rather hot night, so she didn't even bother getting under its blanket.

Fenneko laid on her side, her head facing the opposite direction of her friend, for one reason only. Simple access to her feet. One set of fingers locked between Retsuko's toes, and her other hand stole the red panda's phone from her pocket.

"Hey, what're you up to? Don't you have your own phone?" Retsuko inquired.

"Yeaaahhh, but all the comments and likes are on YOUR account, sooo..."

"Sigh...fine, but I'm turning off the lights, I wanna go to bed. Don't stalk my followers for TOO long, ok?" Retsuko said, shutting down their small lantern.

"Yeah, uhh, I'm gonna be here a while..." Fenneko replied. "Ive got SO many comments to read..."

She sighed and shook her head one last time. At least for her, despite the light of her phone illuminating the tent, she was able to drift off to semi-awareness quite easily due to the day's events. Mostly thanks to the comforting grip Fenneko had on her foot. As well as the cool breeze produced by her constantly-wagging tail, which made her crack the slightest sleepy smile.

Of course, Fenneko's words were a lie. Within ten minutes, she was out like a light, and Retsuko had the dull sensation of her toes lodged in her friend's maw once again. Her body simply refused to respond to her commands, leading to the acceptance of her foot being stuck. So she used the very last of her energy to push her face into her friend's feet, before passing out, the happiest she'd been in five years.

-End