Flick-ing the Beans (Pt. 6, Crossing of Sanri-toes, Flick feet/Kicks revenge tickles)

Our fine fuzzy red panda friend had gotten up extra early that morning, having felt more refreshed and relaxed than ever. Fenneko, however, was sleeping like a log, so for once Retsuko didn't try to get her up. She had quietly snuck out of the tent, only to stumble across a pure white Jack Russell terrier, holding a guitar, sitting alone in the plaza.

Naturally, being a music lover herself, she simply had to talk to him...and ended up showing her true colours after a small conversation...

"RAAAAAAAAARGH!!

CREEPY SKUNKS, KITSUNES AND ALL IN BETWEEN
NONSTOP PLAYING TRICKS AND SCHEMES

VACATIONED HERE TO HURRY AND HEAL MY SOUL
INSTEAD THEY ALL WANT A FEEL OF MY SOLES

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

The white hound sitting in the central plaza gave a panting Retsuko a little round of applause, chuckling. "So, thats the type of music you're into, Retsuko? I could never have guessed..."

"Hah...yeah, back home I use a karaoke club to take out all my work stress...screaming about it is therapeutic..."

KK Slider grinned, continuing to strum his guitar. "Hey, you know what? I bet you'd be a great band member, like a lead singer. You ever thought about auditioning to join one? Because you look like you could belong in one of those famous girl groups."

"Yeaaahhh...I never really imagined I'd be in a band. I'd rather do something like start a TubeTube channel and sing there, solo...I...don't really share my singing with many people I know..." she admitted, blushing.

KK Slider gave a shrug. "Well, Retsuko...you have a wonderful talent, there has to be SOME way you could share it with the world. Maybe you could sing with me at tonight's concert?"

"Sing with you?" a voice called out. Retsuko jumped and whirled around to face a slightly-upset looking Fenneko, tapping her foot on the ground.

"D-don't sneak up on me like that, Fenneko!!" Retsuko shouted, panting.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't have left me alone in that tent, huh? Anyways...who is that over there?" she pointed out.

"Why, my name is Totakeke, young miss, but most people call me KK Slider. The villagers here love me, so I come every week. Normally it's on a Saturday, but every now and again I stay longer than usual."

Fenneko's eyes went wide. "Wait, I didn't notice this till now...why aren't you...well, wearing clothes?"

Retsuko came to the same realisation soon afterwards, and she turned away, blushing brightly.

The musical dog shrugged. "I mean, I've been doing this concert stuff at night for around eighteen years now...I never wore any clothing, or really felt a need to. No one noticed or cared until you two ladies did."

"...Do you think it's ok to post something like this on Instagram?" Retsuko said.

"You want to get a picture with me, huh? Well, as long as my guitar is covering THIS area..." KK Slider replied, lowering the instrument between his legs.

"Y-yeah, Fenneko, you know the drill this time..." she stammered, grabbing a chair and sitting next to him. She crossed one leg over the other to show off her adorable sole, in the same way that KK Slider always posed.

Sweat began to trickle down her face as the guitarist placed his arm around her. She could scarcely believe that she was in the arm of a famous musician, and tried to smile without being too flustered, while Fenneko took her pictures.

As per the usual, the stalker made sure to zoom in and get closeups of the celebrity's shiny white feet. Compared to Whitney's, they were slightly more broad, with pudgier toes. There was more surface area on the sole, leading Fenneko to wonder just how much easier it was to send him into hysterics than anyone else.

Of course, Retsuko was thinking the same thing.

But Fenneko couldn't allow herself to be distracted that way, not yet. So she finished up her little photo shoot, sat next to KK, and showed off the more...normal photos she took of him.

"Wow, Miss Fenneko, you got some real skills there! Really, you should come take pics at one of my late night concerts, I bet you'd make them even MORE beautiful!"

Fenneko blushed at his kind words, her tail swishing back and forth in its usual fashion. "Sheesh...that's the first LEGIT compliment from anyone since I got here..."

"I dunno how THAT'S possible, Fenneko...actually, maybe I do know, this island is full of weirdos. You'd be a real big help at my gigs wherever I went," KK responded, giving her a charming half-grin.

Just as the soulless stalker began to to tremble slightly between the legs, falling victim to the hound's inviting, Chip Skylark-esque grin, the two heard a familiar voice murmuring behind them. Retsuko then felt something bump into her back.

"Li'l mantis, li'l mantis, if I had sickles like that, I could slice onions better...oh!! Retsuko1106! Still here?" Flick exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. He was dressed in a totally different outfit than last time. A red polo shirt with little white designs, that looked like upside down V's. He wore a matching pair of shorts and sneakers as well.

"Flick? How are you? How's bug-catching going? Is that a new outfit?" Retsuko asked, giving him a quick hug.

The chameleon nodded. "Yeah! Sable and Mabel's sister came to town today, and they're all working on some photoshoot for all the villagers this afternoon. Apparently, they want to somehow get Gracie's endorsement to boost their business."

Fenneko tilted her head. "Who's Gracie?"

KK Slider's jaw dropped for a moment. "You don't know who Gracie is? I suppose that's fair, seeing as you're outsiders...but she's VERY well known around these parts. I once did the music for her fashion show over at GracieGrace in the big city."

"Yeah! Since their sister used to be a student of hers, the Ables think they can get Gracie's shop to sell their stuff if it's good enough. So, their sister is giving a set of her own designer brand to anyone who comes!"

"Huh...I didn't know they had a THIRD sister. But a photoshoot? Fenneko, are you thinking what I'm thinking...?" Retsuko asked, hopefully.

"No, I'm NOT thinking what you're thinking, Retsi..." she said, poking her in the chest. "If anyone sees me and recognises me..."

"But-" the red panda started, but Flick leaned over and whispered into one of Fenneko's lengthy ears, causing it to twitch and her eyes to widen slightly in fear.

"How do YOU know that?!" Fenneko shouted, jumping back away from the insect-lover.

"I mean, it's not like anyone who's met you both DOESN'T know that...I can see it pretty clearly. Don't worry though, I'm not gonna use it against you! Just go on over there this afternoon, it won't have to be posted on YOUR accounts."

"What, and show my face publicly?? Why would I ever do that? So I can be the victim of my own skills??"

Flick's eyes turned downwards towards the stalker's feet, as well as her friends'. "Well...no, but surely you'd wanna give at least SOMEONE a cute smile and a sexy pose? You can do it with a friend, no one would know it's you..."

The fennec's tail began to wag once again at his comments, and her eyes followed everywhere his own eyes went.

"Oh...I get it...you're just like Kicks, but you wanna see me SMILE and HOLD HANDS with Retsi, don't you, you sicko..." Fenneko growled, shaking her head in disappointment.

The red reptile had to nod slightly. It was like Fenneko could read his mind, and part of that got him...quite heated and heavy. She knew how to push all the right buttons...

"Sigh...please, for me?" Flick said, grinning shyly. He held both his hands together hopefully.

Fenneko's eyes darted back and forth, from the blushing chameleon, to the reassuring, comforting grin of KK Slider, to Retsuko's irresistible pleading eyes. Her mind began to whir with ideas on what exactly she could get out of this...difficult situation. Then, a lightbulb suddenly went off in her head.

"F-FINE, ok? Just this ONCE...but I get something in return..." Fenneko sighed, giving into the three. "Let's go down to the beach to talk about it..."

Retsuko grabbed her friend's hand, walking with her towards the soft sands of the island, Flick in tow. She waved goodbye back at the hound guitarist, who was now preparing a song for a gray feline in a business suit, who had just sat in front of him.

Retsuko, Flick and Fenneko arrived at the beach shortly. Flick's heart began to race slightly as his foot-loving idol sat next to him, and the stalking fennec stared him down.

"S-so, um, what was it that you wanted in return...?" the reptile stammered.

"If I'm not mistaken, Flick...I heard you have a certain...thing, for feet," Fenneko said, slowly reaching into her pockets.

"Uhm...yeah? I didn't think that was news to you," he replied, confused.

"Do you have a heart made of stone, Flick? Can you stomach...vengeance?" Fenneko asked him, her face right in fromt of his.

"Where are you going with this, Fenneko?" Retsuko inquired, as her friend pulled out her phone. Though, she had a sneaking suspicion that she knew what Fenneko wanted.

"This is your target, Flick," she said, pointing at the screen of her phone. "His name is-"

"Kicks, yeah, the guy that sells shoes, right?"

"Who is planning the revenge, you or me? Anyways, yes, Kicks. I bet he feels REAL PROUD of what he's done to our feet. I want -- WE want, you to help us capture him and give his feet some proper justice," Fenneko explained.

"Wait...you want me to tickle him? What did he do to your feet...?" Flick asked, shyly.

Retsuko sighed, blushing. "He was, well, a little bit obsessed with our feet...and things happened. Fenneko hates him and wants to get back at him."

"So...getting revenge on Kicks, helping you torture his feet...that will get you into the fashion show? And you'll get your feet (and that...adorable grin) in the shot?"

"It's NOT adorable!! It's a smile meant to make you wet yourself in fear of me!!" Fenneko shouted, her tail swishing back and forth, her cheeks puffing outwards.

Flick giggled, waving his scaly hand. "Ok, ok, I'm sorry...yes, I'll help you out with Kicks. But...there's a problem. He only visits once every two weeks. How long will you two be here?"

Retsuko sighed softly. "It's...our last day here. Then we have to go back to work."

Fenneko began to laugh in her trademark mono-tone. "Hahahahaha. I wouldn't be so sure of THAT. He was here for multiple days in a row...I bet he's hiding somewhere around here and taking more creepshots of our feet."

Retsuko checked her surroundings at Fenneko's remark, just in case, but she thankfully found nothing. "So how do we find him? Do you actually think he's here?"

Flick snapped his fingers. "I may not know how we can find him...yet...but I think I can GET him when we find him..."

Fenneko rubbed her hands together. "You look like you have some sort of evil scheme...TELL ME NOW."

Flick giggled, beckoning the two along. "Come with me...we need to find a DIY workbench."

The sly lizard led the two friends to the eastern side of the biggest house on the island, plucking weeds and picking up twigs on the way.

"Now, c'mon and watch how I do this..." Flick said, leaning over the small workbench and spreading his supplies over it. Retsuko and Fenneko crowded around him, watching with great interest while his hands moved at amazing speeds.

"Now, this bit of weeds goes here...then I turn this bit like so...and VOILA," he finished, showing off his creation.

Retsuko delicately took the white sphere in her hands, inspecting the red exclamation point. "What exactly IS this thing? How did you make this out of weeds and tree branches?"

"And how is that gonna help us? It just looks like a kids' play ball or something," Fenneko added, disappointment making its way across her face.

Flick's evil little grin never left his face. "Oh, Fenneko, don't you worry, this is how I catch my biggest and toughest bugs...we just need to find a place, bury this, and lure Kicks into the spot..."

"But how do we actually get him over there? I HIGHLY doubt he's gonna fall for the 'trail of candy' type lure..." Retsuko interjected, "and Fenneko and I can't really 'invite' him for some fun, he would instantly know what's up."

Flick thought for a moment, pulling out a shovel and digging a hole in the middle of a quieter part of the island. "I think I may have a solution to that...catching bugs and caring for them, that requires a REAL steady hand. First, do you know anyone that Kicks is obsessed with? Besides you two, of course..."

The two friends turned to one another, remembering the pair of moccasins that their tour guide got for free.

"Isabelle..." they said at the same time.

"Good thinking! I think I can copy her handwriting...forge a note that asks him to come out here...you know what I mean?"

Fenneko's Grinch-grin threatened to pop off the sides of her face, and her hands clenched together. "Perfect...Kicks will rue the day he crossed us. HE'LL RUE IT!!!"

Retsuko quickly covered her mouth as she began an over-dramatic evil laugh. "Sheesh, Fenneko...you want him to HEAR US? You can do your evil shtick once we have him..."

After a few minutes of writing the note, Flick folded up the paper and buried the pitfall seed deeply into the earth. The three of them ran off to find any evidence of Kicks's longer stay on the island, the fennec eager to enact justice upon her creepy enemy.

The search didn't take long at all, due to the island being quite small. Flick, Retsuko and Fenneko soon stood around his packed-up shoe stall, directly behind Resident Services. That was the part of the island no one ever bothered to check, or seemed to see at all.

"So THAT'S where the smelly pile of garbage was hiding..." Fenneko growled, rage suddenly taking over her mind. She scowled and pulled back her soft little leg, ready to destroy Kicks's belongings with a single strike. Retsuko acted quickly, sweeping her leg under Fenneko's and tripping her backwards, catching the raging stalker in her arms.

"H-holy jeez, Fenneko, you're gonna blow our cover! Do you WANT him to think Isabelle destroyed all his stuff?!" Retsuko whispered harshly.

Fenneko managed to get herself under control, blushing and hopping out of her friend's arms, while Flick left the note on his stall. "Ughhhh...I hate him so much..."

"Don't worry, Fenneko, you'll get him if we keep going down this path, ok?" Flick said, grinning at her. Fenneko couldn't help but agree with the sly reptile. He clearly had quite an evil plot, and she couldn't deny him that chance to enact that scheme.

And so the three of them quickly returned to their buried pitfall, hid behind a few nearby trees...and waited.

"Izzy? Isabelle, ya there? I got yer note here...ya said yer feet ached? Needed some love from ol' Kicks?"

Retsuko and Fenneko's ears perked up exactly at the same time, jumping up from their game of cards. Flick placed a finger to his lips, staying as still as he possibly could.

"Ya here, Izzy? Did...I come to the wrong spot...?" Kicks said to himself, slowly stepping forward. And just like that, his left leg sank into the ground, followed by his right. This left the foot-obsessed salesman waist deep in the dirt, his arms held tightly to his sides.

"WH-WHAT THE H-" he shouted, before Retsuko came out of hiding, crouching in front of him.

"Retsi? What'dja do that for?! I ain't gonna mess with ya again, remember?!" he said, struggling with all his might. Flick popped out from behind another tree, placing his palm on top of Kicks's head to prevent him from writhing around.

"Weeeellll, this wasn't really MY idea, per se...sorry Kicks, but you made my friend REALLY mad..." the red panda shrugged. Despite all that he'd done to her and Fenneko, she couldn't help but feel a tiny pang of guilt at his frightened look.

The same could not be said for Fenneko, who strode out from behind another tree, folding her arms and staring down at the trapped skunk, just at the correct angle for a shadow to bear down on her face. This made her look more evil, more sinister, than she already was.

"Alright, you smelly freak of nature..." Fenneko growled, shoving her soft, adorable foot onto Kicks's face, causing him to gasp. "You wanna threaten me? Do things to my feet like that? Now that you have NOTHING on me...I think it's about time I return the favour."

She began to grind her silky sole over the skunk's face, making sure to mostly attack his nose and eyes. His pleasured groans and lustful sniffing of her feet kept his mind scrambled and occupied, while Fenneko's new partner-in-crime, Flick, dug a hole behind Kicks.

Once that was done, Retsuko and Flick dug their hands through the dirt, managed to latch onto Kicks's ankles, and pulled them backwards, then upwards. The two then filled up the hole with dirt, leaving the skunk in an uncomfortable kneeling position below the dirt, his feet facing upwards behind his body, only protected by his trusty shoes.

"H-hey!!" Kicks shouted, as soon as Fenneko pulled her adorable ticklish feet away from his face. Flick knelt down and unlaced Kicks's footwear, yanking them off one by one and tossing them away. "W-wait, wha? What're ya doin with my feet back there?!"

Fenneko mocked his accent and voice from a few days prior, "Don't dish out what ya can't take, Fenny. Sound familiar?"

"I'm gonna...aaahh..." he said, inhaling as deeply as he could while his muzzle was squeezed between her toes.

"All yours, Fenneko. I'll keep him occupied, alright?" Flick chuckled, gesturing to Kicks's bare feet. He then sat down in front of the struggling creature. He then slowly began to remove his new Labelle-brand sneakers in front of Kicks's face.

He shut his eyes and turned his head away so he didn't have to watch the rather...enticing sight of a pair of feet being stripped in front of him. But Flick left his feet close enough to his face, to where Kicks wasn't able to ignore the reptilian musk coming out of his Labelle socks.

Before Kicks could get too into the sight and scent of the chameleon's curvy, golden-clawed crimson feet being stripped bare, however, he felt two sets of fingers beginning to grope his trapped feet and toes.

"H-heh, I have to say Kicks, your feet aren't half bad! I kinda feel bad about doing this to you..." Retsuko stammered, blushing slightly.

Fenneko's hands, meanwhile, didn't hesitate any longer. Each of her tiny fingers made its way across the fuzzy left surface, her claws popping out to their fullest extent.

The vengeful fennec, despite Kicks's immediate giggling and pleas to stop, continued to tickle the poor skunk. Her index claw traced firmly over his central pawpad, sinking ever so slightly into the bare skin.

Retsuko, on the other hand, decided to take out her phone and begin to record. One hand held the camera steady, while the other hand gently walked up and down each one of Kicks's toes, poking and prodding each of the beans at the end.

"AAAHAHAHAHAHA!! HEHEHEHELP! STAHAHAPSTOPSTOPSTOP!!" Kicks cried out. Fenneko's ferocious torment of his left foot, and Retsuko's gentle teasing of his other completely shattered the skunk's resolve. Perhaps fitting for his love of feet, the shoe salesman was comically ticklish himself. Kicks always imagined he was the one to do the tickling, the messy making-out, the suckling on the toes...he never would have guessed he'd end up on the other side.

Nor did he expect Flick's now-bare feet to press over his lips. This immediately muffled his desperate cries for mercy, and also slowly chipped away at the skunk's will to struggle even further. Kicks never imagined himself with male feet over his face instead of female's...but his position meant he had no choice but to enjoy the soft crimson surfaces.

Fenneko took a deep breath and sat in front of the skunk's captive feet, waving Retsuko away so she could work on both of them. Retsuko immediately nodded and backed away. The look on Fenneko's face was one of vindictiveness, of desire. And Fenneko wasn't the type of person that Retsuko wanted to deny.

As both of Fenneko's evil sets of claws locked between the toes of Kicks, Retsuko put her full focus into filming his awful torment. She made sure to always film away from Fenneko's face, and instead focus on the extraordinarily hot things happening to the poor skunk's face.

"P-PLMMMMFFFHHHH!!! SHTOHAHAHAHA!!" Kicks begged, and not a second after he began begging, Flick's right toes slipped directly into his maw, further muffling his begging for forgiveness.

"This is for cumming all over me, you foot freak..." Fenneko growled in his ear. Retsuko made sure to film a closeup shot of the action, as all of Fenneko's expert claws firmly raked all the way down to his heels, causing him to seethe against Flick's toes. In pleasure or in desperation, Retsuko couldn't tell.

But Fenneko wasn't done. When she got hit, she hit back, harder. That was just a herald to what was to come.

And then it happened. The long-eared social media stalker dug her claws deeply between all of Kicks's pawpads, tickling the delicate soft flesh under his silky fur. But they didn't stay focused on that specific area. Her fingers made their way over every inch, into every Nook and Cranny (hahaha) into his vulnerable feet. Her scratches were wild, unpredictable, and unbearable for the poor skunk.

The bulge in his shorts, though, that none of the three were able to see, was twitching wildly at Fenneko's touch. The scent and taste of Flick's feet didn't help matters at all, because he was forced to keep sucking and licking on each toe to try and distract himself from the nerve titillation coming from his exposed feet.

"And THIS is for taking that video of me!!" Fenneko shouted, moving one of her hands off his feet and jamming the claws directly into his right side. This tore through his shirt so her claws could tickle the fuzzy flesh underneath, causing Kicks to thrust his body forward, and his face further onto Flick's toes, and into his free sole.

Sheer moans of pleasure filled the quiet area of the island. The captive skunk's body couldn't handle all the stimulation. His feet being tortured, his right side being tickled like mad, the soft reptilian feet rubbing all over his face, the toes wiggling in his needy maw...

It was all too much. His intense, ticklish orgasm brought about an enormous load that stained the inside of his shorts...a load that, in his mind, should have gone onto a pair of feet he had control over. But this wasn't like last time. This was justice.

Flick removes his toes from Kicks's mouth, causing him to gasp. Fenneko, however, despite seeing Kicks nearly out of breath, continued to torture the skunk. One set of claws snuck further under his shirt and squirmed along his midriff, and the other one continued to scratch deeply under his splaying and scrunching toes.

The red panda and Flick knew she'd been waiting to do this, so they sat back and let her continue to exact justice with her hands alone. But when Kick's face turned completely red and he was barely breathing anymore, Retsuko decided that enough was enough, and turned off the camera.

"Ok ok, Fenneko, he's learned his lesson already!!" she shouted, trying to pull her away from the tormented foot-lover.

"Nuh-uh!! NNGH, let GO Retsi!! He'll...nngh, be sorry he EVER...GAH...tried anything!" she shouted back, holding onto one of his ankles tightly, so she could continue to use her tickling expertise against his vulnerable pads.

Flick shook his head and got up from his seat, wrapping his arms around Retsuko. He then used his strength to yank both of them off Kicks, who took a desperate gasp of air once his feet were left alone.

"A-and...one more for good luck!!" a tired Fenneko shouted, reaching out and raking both hands along his soles again, forcing one final giggle out of him.

"Sheesh, Fenneko...don't you think that was a bit much? I mean, you coulda got him killed..." Retsuko said, posting the video of the little session up on her account.

"Bahhhh, he deserved a lot more than THAT...gross sack of used skunk..." she grumbled.

Flick chuckled, sitting next to the two of them, his bare feet on full display. "Well, Fenneko? Did I do alright there?"

She sighed heavily, but tried to hide a small smile. She couldn't have done any of that stuff without Flick's help. "Fine, fine, I'll let them take pics of my feet AND smiling face...you degenerate weirdo..."

Flick was beside himself with joy. But Retsuko also felt she had to reward the chameleon for his efforts. Since Fenneko was happy, she was as well.

"Hey...Flick, do you want to be in a pic with me?" she asked, much to his shock and delight.

"W-wait...you mean it? Can we do my idea for a picture? You and me?" he asked hopefully.

She grinned shyly and nodded. "Well, take me through the pose! Fenneko, you mind getting our feet in the shot...?"

"Wh...what shot? Ya takin' pics of ME now, Fenny? That ain't right, remember??" Kicks protested, renewing his struggles to free himself from the pitfall.

"Yeah yeah, you two lovers get in your little position...I got you," she replied, readying her camera and completely ignoring Kicks's objections.

Both Flick and Retsuko kneeled down. Their chests pressed on the ground, and Flick guided her feet to cross over one another. His larger, more lengthy feet did the same, the toes curling up tightly. Each of them grabbed one of Kicks's still-captive feet, puckering their lips right above each set of toes.

"One...two...three!" Fenneko said, taking quite a few photos of the two. Their lips on the soles, on each toe. Their fingers pressed into Kicks's feet. And lastly, Retsuko and Flick holding one of each others' feet, with a happy grin on both their faces.

At the same time the pics were posted, comments from the tickling video began to come in.

'Skunk beeeenz'

'I want him as MY tickle toy!'

'Close....BUT NO YEEN!'

'I bet the lizard feet are sooooo soft'

The three of them got back up, laughing and enjoying all the feedback on their posts, leaving Kicks to his dirt-ridden fate, until someone came to help him.

"H-heh...I never thought I'd meet Retsuko1106 in the flesh...much less help her tickle someone, or even hold her goddess-like feet..." Flick stuttered, shyly.

"Oh, c'mon now Flick! We're friends, aren't we? You don't have to be shy around me...that was really fun! If we ever come back, we have to meet up and do this again!" Retsuko replied, hugging him briefly.

"H-heh, I guess so...I can't wait to tell CJ what I've been up to today!" he exclaimed, excitedly.

"Oh, hey, I forgot to ask, Flick...when does that whole fashion shoot start?" Fenneko asked.

The lizard glanced at his watch. "Looks like you have...two hours from now. Wanna go bug-watching with me till then?"

"Sure, we got nothing else to do. Right Fenneko?" Retsuko said, grabbing her friend's hand and leading her along.

She nodded, "Sure, why not? I could probably learn a thing or two from this guy...make people fear me even more..."