Daisy Foot Worship

Crowds of various species went wild as they sat eagerly watching the finals of the Star Cup Soccer match between Bowser and the crowd favorite Princess Daisy. Daisy was dressed in her orange and blue soccer attire that was much different then her normal orange dress and pumps that she wore, and she loved it. Daisy was quite the tomboy, a tall girl with a fair and beautiful body and mid length brown hair with large blue eyes. Daisy was dominating the game much like she did with all sports, she always was in the mood for some kind of physical activity weather it be soccer or tennis she excelled at it all. The situation was no different today as Daisy kicked the ball into the air before leaping after it and hitting it with the toe of her armored cleat with tremendous force sending the ball and the goal tender both flying into the net scoring the game winning point for Daisy. Daisy landed on the ground and began running around the field gloating and show boating about how great she was. Daisy's team of Shy Guys headed into the locker room and left on there way for home as Daisy claimed the trophy for herself and begun celebrating on the grassy field in the warm evening sun. Bowser and his team along with all of the fans in the stands left one by one until only Daisy remained finally able to go to the locker room and get changed out of her clothes into something more comfortable that wasn't her dress.

Daisy entered the empty locker room and stretched her arms up in the air bending her spine back slightly letting out a loud sigh of relief as her body cracked and popped from the alleviation of tension. Daisy sat down on a bench in front of the locker that she had stored her clothes in preparing to begin changing out of her armored uniform. As Daisy began to undue her armor she heard someone behind her say excuse me which made her snap around quickly seeing a young human male standing behind her asking if she had a minuet. Daisy however reacted by letting out a loud yell and kicking the man in the face with her cleat knocking him back into a locker before she yelled out pervert as she blushed covering her face. Daisy looked up for a second and saw that the young human was simply laying in the dented in locker with a piece of paper and a pen in his hand barley conscious from her powerful kick. Daisy ran over an asked if the young man was okay realizing that he probably just wanted an autograph as she helped him out of the locker as the man muttered out that he thought he was okay. Daisy let out a sigh and apologized to him before saying that she should introduce herself before bowing her head and saying hi and her name was Daisy. The man bowed his head back saying it was an honor to meet her and that he loved watching her play every sport and that he was her biggest fan. Daisy smiled saying that she was pretty great before taking the paper and pen out of his hand and setting it on the bench saying that she would sign it for him in a second and that she just had one thing to do first and for most before anything else.

Daisy sat down on the bench and slid her legs out before running her hands up her knee high armored cleats undoing several tight latches before sliding her feet out of them revealing her sock clad feet as she wiggled her now freed feet with great relief. Daisy looked at the man and said she really hated wearing girly dresses and the like but the one thing she hated more then that was shoes. Daisy laughed as she grabbed at her orange and teal ankle sock before yanking them off by the toe saying the thing she hated more then shoes were socks revealing her tiny bare feet. Daisy had very small white feet with average length toes and low arches finished off with a french pedicure. Daisy wiggled her sweaty bare toes saying that there was nothing better in the world then being barefoot before noticing the man staring at her cleats, socks, and feet. Daisy asked if something was wrong with him before he responded saying he was just so lucky to get to look at Daisy's feet, the same feet that dominated every type of sport in the kingdom. Daisy laughed saying that he could get to work cleaning her cleats jokingly, however the man took it as a serious offer asking if he really could. Daisy a bit puzzled looked at him before saying that she guessed it would be okay since it meant she wouldn't have to clean them herself and could go get changed in the next room instead. The man smiled and told Daisy that he would make her cleats sparkle like new with a big smile as she walked off with her tennis outfit into the next room.

As the man sat down on the floor he took a moment to think about how lucky he was, not only was he going to get an autograph from "the" Princess Daisy, but he was going to get to clean her cleats as well before pausing and staring at her  socks that she had tossed onto the bench. Her ankle socks were orange in color with light blue for the heel, toe, and area around the ankle and they looked incredibly moist. The man wasn't sure why but something about the moisture of her socks was incredibly hypnotic, he couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to get a closer look at her socks. The man grabbed the socks and as they looked they were very damp with Daisy's sweat, the man's pulse began to race slightly as he brought the socks to his face and began rubbing them on his face before stopping and blushing. He looked around before setting the socks down, he had no idea why he did such a thing, but it just felt so right. The feel and the smell it was perfect he couldn't believe how heavenly a pair of used socks could be, he supposed that was a side effect of them being on Daisy's feet. The man looked back to Daisy's cleats and again was being drawn towards them by a powerful urge that he couldn't explain. The dark hole where Daisy slid her foot in, he wanted to put his nose in it just to get an idea of what Daisy's feet smelled like after any kind of match so that he could know her better. The man took a deep breath and stuck his face in the hole inhaling hard, the scent was overwhelming and strong but not bad, it was strange he couldn't believe that Daisy's feet smelled so good even after such vigorous amounts of physical activity. As the man pulled her face out of the cleat he heard a sound behind him causing him to nervously turn around slowly.

As he looked behind him he saw Daisy standing there behind him, now dressed in an orange tennis shirt and matching orange shorts still barefooted. Daisy stared him down asking what he was up to with a smug look on her face as the young man struggled to make up an answer. Daisy sat down on the bench giggling saying that he must really be her number one fan to want in there before sticking her legs out on the bench. She continued saying it's good that he doesn't have a problem with her feet as she really needed to get them massaged after that game and now was as good a time as any. The man's face lit up as he happily agreed crawling over to Daisy's feet and taking both in hand as he begun to gently massage the soles of Daisy's feet. He couldn't believe it they were so soft and silky smooth even with so much use out of them, he didn't understand how they were such perfect feet or why he was enjoying them so much. He was loving massaging every single part of Daisy's feet: the beautiful toes, the soft soles, the smooth heels everything was just so perfect about massaging her feet. Daisy was also enjoying her foot massage and was incredibly vocal about it letting out many pleasure filled moans and oh yeah that's the spot, she also had no problem giving orders for her feet to be massaged harder, softer, faster, slower, or more in a specific area. Daisy was very vocal about wanting her toes massaged, and the man could understand why with how much she uses her toes when she played any sport, she was so light and graceful balancing finely and moving quickly normally with only the use of her toes.

While massaging her feet, the man found himself getting closer and closer to Daisy's feet taking light whiffs as he wanted to experience more of her feet. Daisy took notice of this and giggled before telling the man that he was being incredibly rude as she pulled her feet away from him as he looked back at her apologizing profusely as he bowed down to her hoping for her feet back. Daisy laughed saying that it was simply proper etiquette for a servant to kiss a princesses bare feet when in their presence and that had yet to be done yet as she held her feet out again saying that she wanted him to give her feet a nice proper kissing. The man happily lunged his head forward placing his lips to the soft soles of Daisy's feet kissing them passionately saying that he couldn't forgive himself for being rude to her. Daisy sighed saying she could find a place in her heart to forgive him for his horrible actions if he became her servant, with the man not hesitating to accept between kisses on her arches and heels. Daisy leaned back and sighed saying it sure was hard being a princess when people don't even know how to treat her feet right as the man began apologizing again, Daisy laughed saying his mouth should be more occupied with feet then words as she stuffed her toes into his mouth. The man sat for a second as he savored the sweet toes in his mouth as he whirled his tongue around licking them and the space in between as Daisy sighed saying that this was the next best thing to being barefoot.

The worship of Daisy's feet continued well past the sun set as the man licked, kissed, and sucked the feet of Princess Daisy before she looked at a clock on the wall sighing saying that she needed to get ready for tomorrow pulling her feet away and throwing a pair of white bobby socks and orange tennis shoes at the man telling him to put them on her feet so her attendants didn't yell at her for being unlike a princess with a sigh. The man asked where she was going tomorrow while pulling the socks onto her feet and then sliding them into the shoes before knotting the laces. Daisy said properly that she had a gold game to attend to with her good friend Princess Peach and that he would be coming with them to attend to their feet in between holes giving them massages and cleanings when necessary. Daisy continued laughing saying that the attendants might think it's not like a princess to go barefoot, but that wouldn't stop her and Peach from doing it the entire time while the were golfing and it was just them and her new servant. The man smiled at the prospect of being allowed to meet the charismatic Princess Peach and attending to her feet as well, though the man doubted they could compare to Daisy's perfect tasty feet. Daisy stood up and told her new servant to follow her back to the castle with her and she would personally see that he was given a bed in the storage room for all of Daisy's used footwear as there was quite a lot that needed to be cleaned but no one dare approach the princesses used socks and shoes from fear of the smell alone. The man smile telling Daisy it would be his honor as he happily followed the tomboyish princess from the stadium, completely forgetting that all this begun from an autograph that he never received.