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Disclaimer: This story is a work of fan fiction and involves male characters of all ages (man and boy) engaging in foot fetish activities.  There is no explicit sexual content in this story, but there may be some moments of the story with bodily contact which some may not like and are warned not to read further if this is not your thing.

The characters in this story are owned by the Daily Express, no infringement intended.", "writing": "[b]Disclaimer:[/b] This story is a work of fan fiction and involves male characters of all ages (man and boy) engaging in foot fetish activities. There is no explicit sexual content in this story, but there may be some moments of the story with bodily contact which some may not like and are warned not to read further if this is not your thing.\n\nThe characters in this story are owned by the Daily Express, no infringement intended.\n\n[center][b]Rupert and his Daddy's Feet[/b][/center]\n\nOn a warm summer afternoon, Rupert was walking home with his dad Mr. Bear, helping him carry groceries back from the store. Rupert’s mother was out of town visiting an old friend of hers, and so he and his dad were putting in extra time with housework.\n\n“Do you think I would have time to join with Bill and Algy on the field for a game of football later?” asked Rupert.\n\n“Well, so far today we have washed clothes and polished the furniture,” said Mr. Bear, “and then we do need to sweep the floors after we put the groceries away, but I suppose with the help you have given me I could handle the rest of it.”\n\n“If you want me to stay Dad I can,” said Rupert, “I told them that you were going to need extra help with Mum out of town.”\n\n“No son, you deserve to have some fun with your friends,” said Mr. Bear who then thought of something, “Actually, maybe there is something you could do for me, maybe two. I’ll explain after we put the groceries away.”\n\nSo Rupert and his dad put away the food where it belongs and then his dad explained what he wanted out of his son, “You see what’s inside this bag Rupert?”\n\nRupert looked inside, “Lemons! Does this mean what I think it means?”\n\n“Certainly does,” said Mr. Bear as he brought down the juicer and pitcher, “I want you to make us some lemonade and give me a glass when you are done. I’ll be on the sitting room chair reading up on my new gardening book, don’t forget the sugar.”\n\nSo Rupert squeezed all the lemons, poured in the juice, added water and sugar, and then after mixing it all up he poured a glass and put some ice in before putting the pitcher into the ice box. He then went out to his parent’s bedroom to give his dad a glass, who was sitting on his chair reading, with his feet cross legged on the foot stool.\n\n“Thank you son,” said Mr. Bear as he took his glass and took a sip, “Very good, just right amount of sweetness. Were you going to have any?”\n\n“I’m not thirsty right now,” said Rupert as he starred at his dad’s feet, “I don’t suppose you want me to bring you your slippers?”\n\nMr. Bear laughed, “Don’t worry Rupert, I just need my feet to relax after the hard work that I have been doing as of late. Too bad your mother isn’t here to rub them down for me, unless you would like to.”\n\n“You want me to rub your feet?” asked Rupert, “I’m not so sure about that.”\n\n“Don’t be afraid son, they might be sweaty but I don’t think they smell that much,” said Mr. Bear, “and I really wouldn’t mind after that long walk to Mr. Chimp’s store and back.”\n\nRupert thought for a second and then said, “All right Dad, if you insist.” He then removed his dad’s shoes and put them beside the chair.\n\n“You should remove my socks as well, so you can see where your hands are going,” said Mr. Bear. Rupert followed his dad’s instructions and took off his socks, revealing a large pair of white human-like feet. Although Rupert, his father, and some of his friends were animals with their head with some also having tails, the rest of their bodies were humanized including their hands and their feet.\n\n“Start from the heels and work your hands upward,” said Mr. Bear as he wiggled his toes. Rupert began rubbing his dad’s feet slowly but deeply. The skin along his heels felt dry, but as he moved upward he started feeling the moisture caused by sweat and increasing tenderness along the arches, balls, and toes. He never thought much of it before, but Rupert seemed to like touching his dad’s feet.\n\n“How does this feel Dad?” asked Rupert.\n\n“Delightful,” said Mr. Bear in bliss, “Could you fetch the lotion from the bathroom cabinet? Men my age tend to get rough skin on our feet and lotion will help keep them nice and soft.” \n\n“Anything you say,” said Rupert who went to the bathroom to get the lotion. He then came back and said, “How much would you like?”\n\n“Oh, just a handful should do,” said Mr. Bear, referring to Rupert’s hands which were smaller than his own.\n\nRupert scooped out some lotion from the jar and started applying it all over his dad’s feet, thoroughly rubbing it into every corner of skin and in between the toes, moistening all the dry areas. When finished, Rupert said, “I never thought that this would be one of the chores I would have to do, but somehow I kind of enjoy this.”\n\n“It sure is relaxing to have a helpful son like yourself,” said Mr. Bear, “Well now that my feet are softened up, how about we play a game?”\n\n“Okay,” said Rupert, “What is this game called?”\n\n“The game is called Simon Toes,” said Mr. Bear, “I’m going to say left and right followed by a number one through five, one being the big toes and five being the little toes on the end, and what you are going to do is wiggle the correct toe on each foot I refer to in order of how I call them out. Ready?”\n\n“Ready,” said Rupert.\n\n“Left 3,” said Mr. Bear. With his fingers, Rupert wiggled the middle toe on his dad’s left foot.\n\n“Good,” said Mr. Bear, “Now I’m going to add one to the list, and you keep wiggling each toe in order of how I call them out. So Left 3, Left 5.”\n\nRupert wiggled the middle toe and little toe on his dad’s left foot, “Very good son,” said Mr. Bear, “Left 3, Left 5, Right 2”\n\nRupert wiggled the middle and little toe on his dad’s left foot, and then moved over to the right foot and wiggled his dad’s second toe next to the big one, “You got it, now remember those three and each one I add to the list as I will now say only the next toe, got it?”\n\n“Got it,” said Rupert.\n\n“Glad to hear,” said Mr. Bear, “Next toe is Left 1.”\n\nSo Rupert began by wiggling the three he heard earlier and ended by wiggling the big toe on the left foot. His dad then called out Right 3, and he touched the four he heard first followed by the middle toe on his dad’s right foot.\n\nThe list kept growing until Rupert made a mistake and then they started over. They played a few rounds and as they played this game, Rupert giggled and also took notice of how soft his dad’s toes were. “I think this lotion works quite well,” he said, “I feel like my fingers want to slip off.”\n\n“Sure does work like a charm, that’s why I always insist on buying that brand,” said Mr. Bear, “Would you like to play one more round or would you to have a snack?”\n\n“Well, I am a little hungry,” said Rupert.\n\n“So am I,” said Mr. Bear, “Your mother baked some gingersnaps for us before she left. They are in the biscuit jar.”\n\nRupert went into the kitchen and put some gingersnaps on two plates. He then poured himself some lemonade as well. He then returned to the sitting room and gave his dad a plate of gingersnaps and then put his plate and glass of lemonade on the floor and sat down beside his dad beside the fireplace.\n\n“I never thought I would say this about playing with your feet Dad, but that was a lot of fun,” said Rupert\n\n“You probably never thought you would have that kind of fun with me,” said Mr. Bear, “I have to say that I’ve always been proud to be a bear with human features, makes me feel liberated.”\n\n“I have to agree,” said Rupert, “I’ve always wondered how that worked out especially with pigs like Podgy who also have human feet like us. I only know that from spending time at the seaside with him.”\n\n“I’m not sure, probably because some of us animals found ourselves just as capable of the same intelligence as regular humans and our bodies soon evolved the same way,” said Mr. Bear, looking at the gingersnaps, “I don’t know about you Rupert but I’m not quite done having fun.”\n\n“What do you want to do now?” asked Rupert.\n\n“First, I want you to go back into the kitchen and fill this empty cup of mine with some milk and then we’ll play,” said Mr. Bear. Rupert did has he was told, washing the cup first before pouring milk into it, and then he went back into the sitting room to find his dad sitting on the floor with his legs spread out with his plate of gingersnaps between him.\n\n“Down here on the floor Rupert, it will be much easier to play this way,” said Mr. Bear.\n\n“What is game called?” asked Rupert as he sat down.\n\n“It’s called Feet the Animal,” said Mr. Bear.\n\n“Don’t you mean Feed the Animal?” asked Rupert.\n\n“Well yes, but you say feet instead of feed because that’s what you use to feed me,” explained Mr. Bear, “First what you will do is take off your shoes and socks, and when I say to start, you will pick up a gingersnap with your toes, dunk it in the milk and then put it in my mouth. And if you can get all five of the gingersnaps in my mouth without spilling the milk you can have all the rest of the gingersnaps in the pantry.”\n\n“And if I spill the milk?” asked Rupert.\n\n“Well in that case, you have to put all the gingersnaps on your plate in between your toes and I lick them off,” said Mr. Bear, “Also, if you drop a gingersnap while trying to feed me, you will endure a tickle penalty.”\n\n“All right, I suppose I can’t argue with owning all the gingersnaps,” said Rupert as he took off his shoes and socks and put them aside, “I’m ready when you are.”\n\n“Okay Rupert, start!” said Mr. Bear as he opened his mouth wide.\n\nCarefully, Rupert picked up a gingersnap from the plate, using his left foot to leverage one upward and then picking it up between the big and second toe on his right foot. He then dunked it into the cup, feeling a tingle as his toes touched the cold milk. Afterward, he then put the gingersnap into his dad’s mouth. Mr. Bear then chomped it up and swallowed, allowing his son to rest a little before the next one.\n\nRupert was able to get the second and third gingersnap into his dad’s mouth the same way, but on the fourth one he started to lose his concentration and dropped the gingersnap right to the side of the cup of milk.\n\n“Okay son, count to ten!” said Mr. Bear as he grabbed Rupert’s left foot and started tickling him. Rupert giggled as he tried to count, his dad started tickling harder once he reached six and as he squirmed his right leg soon enough knocked over the milk, spilling it all over the floor.\n\n“Uh oh, now you spilled the milk!” said Mr. Bear, “You know what that means right?”\n\n“But you were still tickling me!” said Rupert.\n\n“I never said it wouldn’t count if I was ticking you,” said Mr. Bear as he reached over for the other plate of gingersnaps, “Now Rupert, lift both of your feet in front of my face and spread out your toes.”\n\nRupert did what he was told, and then Mr. Bear stuck all the remaining gingersnaps between each of Rupert’s toes. Afterward, Mr. Bear took a couple of whiffs of his son’s biscuit laden feet with his nose, “With a dessert this smelly, I thought I was having cheesecake.”\n\nRupert giggled with embarrassment, and then Mr. Bear slowly started eating each gingersnap right from between his son’s toes. Once each of them were gone, he started licking in between each toe trying to get each crumb into his mouth. Rupert started blushing and giggled as the feel of his dad’s tongue on his feet tickled him.\n\n“Now that I got every morsel off, I better wash this down,” said Mr. Bear, “Put your feet on the spilled milk for me, and coat them good.”\n\nRupert rolled his feet into the milk on the floor, and then put his feet back into air. His dad then licked the creamy milk off of his feet, causing Rupert to laugh hysterically. Before long, Rupert was laying backward trying to catch his breath with a smile on his face.\n\n“Seems to me you don’t mind that I ate all your gingersnaps,” said Mr. Bear.\n\n“I wouldn’t mind if Mum would go out of town more,” said Rupert, “We should have fun like this more often.”\n\nJust then the doorbell rang, “Uh oh,” said Mr. Bear “I think we had better get somewhat decent.”\n\nQuickly, they both put their shoes and socks back on as the doorbell rang again. Rupert answered the door to find his friends Bill and Algy standing there, “Hi Rupert,” said Algy, “We didn’t see you at the field, so we thought we would come over and ask if you were too busy to play with us?”\n\n“Not really,” said Rupert uneasily, “We just were doing chores.”\n\n“You don’t sound so sure with yourself,” said Bill, “what could be more important than a game of football on a lovely day such as this?”\n\n“Cleaning up after spilled milk probably,” said Algy looking at the puddle on the floor.\n\n“Yeah, that just happened,” said Rupert.\n\n“It’s alright son, you can go play with them,” said Mr. Bear, “I need to finish cleaning.”\n\n“Okay,” said Rupert to his dad and then turned back to Bill and Algy, “Let me go wash my hands real quick and then I’ll be out.”\n\nSo Rupert ran to the bathroom to wash his hands and then came back out to join his friends. 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The characters in this story are owned by the Daily Express, no infringement intended.

Rupert and his Daddy's Feet


On a warm summer afternoon, Rupert was walking home with his dad Mr. Bear, helping him carry groceries back from the store.  Rupert’s mother was out of town visiting an old friend of hers, and so he and his dad were putting in extra time with housework.

“Do you think I would have time to join with Bill and Algy on the field for a game of football later?” asked Rupert.

“Well, so far today we have washed clothes and polished the furniture,” said Mr. Bear, “and then we do need to sweep the floors after we put the groceries away, but I suppose with the help you have given me I could handle the rest of it.”

“If you want me to stay Dad I can,” said Rupert, “I told them that you were going to need extra help with Mum out of town.”

“No son, you deserve to have some fun with your friends,” said Mr. Bear who then thought of something, “Actually, maybe there is something you could do for me, maybe two.  I’ll explain after we put the groceries away.”

So Rupert and his dad put away the food where it belongs and then his dad explained what he wanted out of his son, “You see what’s inside this bag Rupert?”

Rupert looked inside, “Lemons!  Does this mean what I think it means?”

“Certainly does,” said Mr. Bear as he brought down the juicer and pitcher, “I want you to make us some lemonade and give me a glass when you are done.  I’ll be on the sitting room chair reading up on my new gardening book, don’t forget the sugar.”

So Rupert squeezed all the lemons, poured in the juice, added water and sugar, and then after mixing it all up he poured a glass and put some ice in before putting the pitcher into the ice box.  He then went out to his parent’s bedroom to give his dad a glass, who was sitting on his chair reading, with his feet cross legged on the foot stool.

“Thank you son,” said Mr. Bear as he took his glass and took a sip, “Very good, just right amount of sweetness.  Were you going to have any?”

“I’m not thirsty right now,” said Rupert as he starred at his dad’s feet, “I don’t suppose you want me to bring you your slippers?”

Mr. Bear laughed, “Don’t worry Rupert, I just need my feet to relax after the hard work that I have been doing as of late.  Too bad your mother isn’t here to rub them down for me, unless you would like to.”

“You want me to rub your feet?” asked Rupert, “I’m not so sure about that.”

“Don’t be afraid son, they might be sweaty but I don’t think they smell that much,” said Mr. Bear, “and I really wouldn’t mind after that long walk to Mr. Chimp’s store and back.”

Rupert thought for a second and then said, “All right Dad, if you insist.”  He then removed his dad’s shoes and put them beside the chair.

“You should remove my socks as well, so you can see where your hands are going,” said Mr. Bear.  Rupert followed his dad’s instructions and took off his socks, revealing a large pair of white human-like feet.  Although Rupert, his father, and some of his friends were animals with their head with some also having tails, the rest of their bodies were humanized including their hands and their feet.

“Start from the heels and work your hands upward,” said Mr. Bear as he wiggled his toes.  Rupert began rubbing his dad’s feet slowly but deeply.  The skin along his heels felt dry, but as he moved upward he started feeling the moisture caused by sweat and increasing tenderness along the arches, balls, and toes.  He never thought much of it before, but Rupert seemed to like touching his dad’s feet.

“How does this feel Dad?” asked Rupert.

“Delightful,” said Mr. Bear in bliss, “Could you fetch the lotion from the bathroom cabinet?  Men my age tend to get rough skin on our feet and lotion will help keep them nice and soft.”

“Anything you say,” said Rupert who went to the bathroom to get the lotion.  He then came back and said, “How much would you like?”

“Oh, just a handful should do,” said Mr. Bear, referring to Rupert’s hands which were smaller than his own.

Rupert scooped out some lotion from the jar and started applying it all over his dad’s feet, thoroughly rubbing it into every corner of skin and in between the toes, moistening all the dry areas.  When finished, Rupert said, “I never thought that this would be one of the chores I would have to do, but somehow I kind of enjoy this.”

“It sure is relaxing to have a helpful son like yourself,” said Mr. Bear, “Well now that my feet are softened up, how about we play a game?”

“Okay,” said Rupert, “What is this game called?”

“The game is called Simon Toes,” said Mr. Bear, “I’m going to say left and right followed by a number one through five, one being the big toes and five being the little toes on the end, and what you are going to do is wiggle the correct toe on each foot I refer to in order of how I call them out.  Ready?”

“Ready,” said Rupert.

“Left 3,” said Mr. Bear.  With his fingers, Rupert wiggled the middle toe on his dad’s left foot.

“Good,” said Mr. Bear, “Now I’m going to add one to the list, and you keep wiggling each toe in order of how I call them out. So Left 3, Left 5.”

Rupert wiggled the middle toe and little toe on his dad’s left foot, “Very good son,” said Mr. Bear, “Left 3, Left 5, Right 2”

Rupert wiggled the middle and little toe on his dad’s left foot, and then moved over to the right foot and wiggled his dad’s second toe next to the big one, “You got it, now remember those three and each one I add to the list as I will now say only the next toe, got it?”

“Got it,” said Rupert.

“Glad to hear,” said Mr. Bear, “Next toe is Left 1.”

So Rupert began by wiggling the three he heard earlier and ended by wiggling the big toe on the left foot.  His dad then called out Right 3, and he touched the four he heard first followed by the middle toe on his dad’s right foot.

The list kept growing until Rupert made a mistake and then they started over.  They played a few rounds and as they played this game, Rupert giggled and also took notice of how soft his dad’s toes were.  “I think this lotion works quite well,” he said, “I feel like my fingers want to slip off.”

“Sure does work like a charm, that’s why I always insist on buying that brand,” said Mr. Bear, “Would you like to play one more round or would you to have a snack?”

“Well, I am a little hungry,” said Rupert.

“So am I,” said Mr. Bear, “Your mother baked some gingersnaps for us before she left.  They are in the biscuit jar.”

Rupert went into the kitchen and put some gingersnaps on two plates.  He then poured himself some lemonade as well.  He then returned to the sitting room and gave his dad a plate of gingersnaps and then put his plate and glass of lemonade on the floor and sat down beside his dad beside the fireplace.

“I never thought I would say this about playing with your feet Dad, but that was a lot of fun,” said Rupert

“You probably never thought you would have that kind of fun with me,” said Mr. Bear, “I have to say that I’ve always been proud to be a bear with human features, makes me feel liberated.”

“I have to agree,” said Rupert, “I’ve always wondered how that worked out especially with pigs like Podgy who also have human feet like us.  I only know that from spending time at the seaside with him.”

“I’m not sure, probably because some of us animals found ourselves just as capable of the same intelligence as regular humans and our bodies soon evolved the same way,” said Mr. Bear, looking at the gingersnaps, “I don’t know about you Rupert but I’m not quite done having fun.”

“What do you want to do now?” asked Rupert.

“First, I want you to go back into the kitchen and fill this empty cup of mine with some milk and then we’ll play,” said Mr. Bear.  Rupert did has he was told, washing the cup first before pouring milk into it, and then he went back into the sitting room to find his dad sitting on the floor with his legs spread out with his plate of gingersnaps between him.

“Down here on the floor Rupert, it will be much easier to play this way,” said Mr. Bear.

“What is game called?” asked Rupert as he sat down.

“It’s called Feet the Animal,” said Mr. Bear.

“Don’t you mean Feed the Animal?” asked Rupert.

“Well yes, but you say feet instead of feed because that’s what you use to feed me,” explained Mr. Bear, “First what you will do is take off your shoes and socks, and when I say to start, you will pick up a gingersnap with your toes, dunk it in the milk and then put it in my mouth.  And if you can get all five of the gingersnaps in my mouth without spilling the milk you can have all the rest of the gingersnaps in the pantry.”

“And if I spill the milk?” asked Rupert.

“Well in that case, you have to put all the gingersnaps on your plate in between your toes and I lick them off,” said Mr. Bear, “Also, if you drop a gingersnap while trying to feed me, you will endure a tickle penalty.”

“All right, I suppose I can’t argue with owning all the gingersnaps,” said Rupert as he took off his shoes and socks and put them aside, “I’m ready when you are.”

“Okay Rupert, start!” said Mr. Bear as he opened his mouth wide.

Carefully, Rupert picked up a gingersnap from the plate, using his left foot to leverage one upward and then picking it up between the big and second toe on his right foot.  He then dunked it into the cup, feeling a tingle as his toes touched the cold milk.  Afterward, he then put the gingersnap into his dad’s mouth.  Mr. Bear then chomped it up and swallowed, allowing his son to rest a little before the next one.

Rupert was able to get the second and third gingersnap into his dad’s mouth the same way, but on the fourth one he started to lose his concentration and dropped the gingersnap right to the side of the cup of milk.

“Okay son, count to ten!” said Mr. Bear as he grabbed Rupert’s left foot and started tickling him.  Rupert giggled as he tried to count, his dad started tickling harder once he reached six and as he squirmed his right leg soon enough knocked over the milk, spilling it all over the floor.

“Uh oh, now you spilled the milk!” said Mr. Bear, “You know what that means right?”

“But you were still tickling me!” said Rupert.

“I never said it wouldn’t count if I was ticking you,” said Mr. Bear as he reached over for the other plate of gingersnaps, “Now Rupert, lift both of your feet in front of my face and spread out your toes.”

Rupert did what he was told, and then Mr. Bear stuck all the remaining gingersnaps between each of Rupert’s toes.  Afterward, Mr. Bear took a couple of whiffs of his son’s biscuit laden feet with his nose, “With a dessert this smelly, I thought I was having cheesecake.”

Rupert giggled with embarrassment, and then Mr. Bear slowly started eating each gingersnap right from between his son’s toes.  Once each of them were gone, he started licking in between each toe trying to get each crumb into his mouth.  Rupert started blushing and giggled as the feel of his dad’s tongue on his feet tickled him.

“Now that I got every morsel off, I better wash this down,” said Mr. Bear, “Put your feet on the spilled milk for me, and coat them good.”

Rupert rolled his feet into the milk on the floor, and then put his feet back into air.  His dad then licked the creamy milk off of his feet, causing Rupert to laugh hysterically.  Before long, Rupert was laying backward trying to catch his breath with a smile on his face.

“Seems to me you don’t mind that I ate all your gingersnaps,” said Mr. Bear.

“I wouldn’t mind if Mum would go out of town more,” said Rupert, “We should have fun like this more often.”

Just then the doorbell rang, “Uh oh,” said Mr. Bear “I think we had better get somewhat decent.”

Quickly, they both put their shoes and socks back on as the doorbell rang again.  Rupert answered the door to find his friends Bill and Algy standing there, “Hi Rupert,” said Algy, “We didn’t see you at the field, so we thought we would come over and ask if you were too busy to play with us?”

“Not really,” said Rupert uneasily, “We just were doing chores.”

“You don’t sound so sure with yourself,” said Bill, “what could be more important than a game of football on a lovely day such as this?”

“Cleaning up after spilled milk probably,” said Algy looking at the puddle on the floor.

“Yeah, that just happened,” said Rupert.

“It’s alright son, you can go play with them,” said Mr. Bear, “I need to finish cleaning.”

“Okay,” said Rupert to his dad and then turned back to Bill and Algy, “Let me go wash my hands real quick and then I’ll be out.”

So Rupert ran to the bathroom to wash his hands and then came back out to join his friends.  His dad was sorry to see him go after the fun they had, but he knew he couldn’t keep him so he finished the house chores while Rupert had fun with his friends.

More stories coming soon.
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