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WARNING: The following story has young characters taking part in foot fetish activities. If this isn’t your cup of tea, please read no further.

In The Comfort Of… School?

It was a fine spring day in 1955, in the small English town of Woodlee. Billy Brock, a ten-year-old badger boy, had just finished dressing himself in his school uniform after breakfast. Once he made his bed and brushed his teeth, he gathered up his belongings and was just about to head out the door when his mother stopped him.

“Oh Billy,” said Mrs. Brock.

“What is it Mum?” asked Billy.

Mrs. Brock handed her son a neatly wrapped bag. “Here’s an extra batch of tea biscuits to share with Hector and Leonard. Now don’t eat too many of them all at once, otherwise you’ll ruin your appetite for a nice hot lunch.”

Billy secured the bag inside his satchel. “Oh don’t fret about me Mum, they’re serving shepherd’s pie today, my favourite!”

“Bye Billy, I don’t want to make you late to school now.”

The young badger boy walked out to the country road where his two chums Leonard Leveret and little Hector Hedgehog were waiting. Unlike Billy and Hector though, Leonard wasn’t wearing the Woodlee school uniform, but was still clad in his long, slender two-piece purple striped pajamas and matching purple slippers, baring his round heels.

“Lovely spring morning, isn’t it Billy?” asked Leonard.

“I couldn’t agree more,” said Billy. “But Leonard, I do wonder something. Why are you still in your pajamas?”

“Nothing wrong with a little variety now and then,” said Leonard.

“You could’ve come out in your pajamas too,” said Hector.

“Oh Hector, you know I’m quite decent myself,” said Billy, chuckling.

Leonard raised an eyebrow. “Decent, huh? How about the time the three of us went swimming naked in Sunnyside during our Wolf Pack scout outing?”

“It felt pretty nice,” said Hector. “…I think.”

“Mmmm it felt much more than pretty nice to me,” said Leonard as he strutted along the road. “The ocean water felt so cool and tingly on my—”

Billy and Hector stared wide-eyed at their tall hare friend.

“Whoopsie,” chuckled Leonard, scratching his left ear lightly. “Perhaps I got a little ahead of myself there.”

“It’s nothing to worry about chum,” said Billy.

“The naked swimming was your idea anyway,” said Hector.

Leonard smiled and shrugged as he thought for a second and brought up a different subject, one that wasn’t so taboo in the eyes of the general public. “So… the school marathon’s coming soon, I hear.”

“Have you considered signing up for it?” asked Billy. “I know I will.”

“Me too,” added Hector.

“You know me,” said Leonard who then broke into song. “If Billy joins and Hector too, I’ll be jolly glad to run with you!” On that last word, his right slipper fell off, exposing his big bare foot, gorgeously shaped with five toes that decreased gracefully in size from his big toe, and plain human-like toenails. “I guess that’s where the phrase ‘best foot forward’ comes from.”

Billy laughed at his friend’s goofy antics, while at the same time he had an unusual feeling between his legs. Something he didn’t normally feel while walking to school with Hector and Leonard, but the mere sight of the hare boy’s foot seemed to be the cause. The badger boy then adjusted his crotch with his hand, to which Leonard took notice of, but said nothing so that he could be — as Billy put it — decent.

The three boys made it to Woodlee School For Young Gentlemen just in time for class. Leonard of course was receiving more attention than ever before, since his purple striped pajamas stuck out like a sore thumb in the crowd of uniformed pupils. Now he was just hoping, in his head, he wouldn’t be too much of a disruption to his teacher or the school headmaster. Once the school bell rang, Professor Grebe closed the classroom door and cleared his throat.

“Good morning boys,” he said.

“Good morning Professor Grebe,” some of the class replied.

“Today’s lessons will begin with an exploration of the document regarded as the forefather of all English democracy — the Magna Carta. Though it’s quite an important hallmark in United Kingdom history, there are notable differences that set it apart from the government that exists today.”

Billy raised his hand. “Will we need to memorise anything from the Magna Carta, Professor?”

“Of course not, my dear boy,” said Professor Grebe. “It’s written entirely in Latin.”

“It will be much fun deciphering key points from it,” said Leonard, who had kicked his slippers off and propped his large bare feet on his desk, crossed at the ankles.

“Righto,” replied the Professor, taking a big swig of lime cordial. Upon turning toward the class, he suddenly spit his drink everywhere, sending much of the class into uproarious laughter. “Um… Master Leonard?”

“Yes Professor Grebe?” asked Leonard, curling his toes to show off his nails.

“I notice you’ve worn your pajamas to school. For whatever reason would you decide to do so?”

Leonard thought for a few seconds for an excuse. “I was carrying my freshly washed and dried school uniforms back toward the house yesterday, when my hands slipped and they went plop! right into a mud puddle.” At the same time, Billy stared at Leonard’s feet and got an excellent view of the soles, to which the hare boy responded with a sideways wink and a toe wiggle from his right foot. Once again, the badger’s penis rose up, creating that big lump in his pants, but thankfully it was well hidden underneath his desk.

“Hmm,” said Professor Grebe. “I’m sorry to hear about your unfortunate circumstance Leonard, but please promise me you’ll be a little more cautious when walking on wet terrain?”

“You have my word,” said Leonard.

“Very well then. And keep your feet in your slippers and off your desk, would you please?”

Leonard did just that. “Certainly.”

“You know Billy,” said little Hector, “our chum’s acting strangely comfortable with himself today… I think.”

“And I’m feeling amused by it all,” replied Billy.

The hours flew by quickly, and school let out around 2:30 in the afternoon. Billy, Leonard, and Hector walked their way to the center of Woodlee to buy themselves some sweets and take a walk in the town garden. Hector’s time with his chums soon had to be cut short due to his father needing assistance with inventory at his apothecary, but the hedgehog boy didn’t mind at all since he was close to his dad anyway. As soon as Billy and Leonard were alone together, the latter was ready to reveal his true intentions for wearing his pajamas and slippers.

“Well, shall I take you on a little trip?” asked Leonard.

“W-what kind of trip Leonard?” asked Billy, slightly nervous.

“I’ll tell you further when we get there.” The hare led his badger friend right outside of the village, to the corner of a hidden, overgrown garden. “In such a place as this, we should be safe to disclose more details.”

“Right then. So what are they?”

“Do you recall me telling you about variety this morning when you first saw me wearing my pajamas?”

“Yes…?”

“That’s only the secondary reason for my choice of clothing. The main reason, my chum…” Leonard winked and took both slippers off revealing his bare feet once again. “…is that you like feet.”

Billy covered his mouth with his hands as his face flushed a bright red. “I beg your pardon?”

Leonard smiled and crossed one leg over the other, wiggling his toes. “You’ve almost always had your gaze below my legs whenever we have a swim in Farmer Squirrel’s pond or at the seaside. Or when we’re sleeping together in our long pajamas.”

Billy suddenly remembered one of his most interesting adventures. “Oh, like during New Year’s when the clock was upside down and you thought seven in the morning had already arrived?”

“Those exercises made me feel like a new boy during those wee hours of the night. Bending those tall legs and showing off those flexible arches of my big manly feet. And you had a big stiffy in your pajama bottoms, just like you do in your uniform shorts now.”

It seemed as though the badger couldn’t remember exactly how many times that bulge had risen throughout the day. He didn’t feel quite as nervous as other boys his age would feel in a scenario like this, since he and the other boys have seen their exposed penises a few times before. But now he was alone with his tallest, most playful friend who appeared to be very enthusiastic about his feet. Billy had a feel of the supple skin of Leonard’s feet and took a quick sniff of his soles, instantly noticing the cheesy, salty smell. Specks of dirt and dust were scattered on the soles and toes.

“How is this treating you Billy?” asked Leonard as he flexed his soles.

“That stinky smell, that smooth texture, I’m enjoying this more than ever,” said Billy. “As a matter of fact, I should take my uniform off so that it doesn’t get too dirty, like that story you fabricated in class earlier.” He started by removing his shoes and socks, revealing his cute feet, also human-like. That was followed by his blazer, tie, shirt, shorts, and underwear, leaving him naked just like Leonard had seen him before during their Wolf Scout excursion.

“I’m sure the tiny hairs on your arms and legs are raising from this sensation.” said Leonard. “Or should I say ‘hares’, since they’re raising like a hare’s ears. Get the joke?”

“Hehe, yes I do,” said Billy. “Now I wonder why they call it goosebumps? I thought geese didn’t have skin, just feathers.”

“Feral geese, my chum. Anthropomorphic geese still have skin for their bodies, just like we do. Now let’s see how well your penis gets along with my feet.”

“Right,” said Billy, taking a kneeling position and manipulating his penis up and down the pillowy flesh of Leonard’s young soles, to which the latter smiled and chewed his fingers excitedly with his front hare teeth. The sweat on those large feet acted as a lubricant of sorts for the badger boy’s penis.

“Your luck will turn out oh so sweet, when you rub your pee pee on my stinky feet!” sang Leonard, gliding his feet over the entirety of Billy’s circumcised penis. “Ever wonder how each one of us has a different foot shape? Mainly the length of our toes?”

“I have noticed that before,” said Billy. “Does it have to do with our bones?”

“Not quite sure yet. I wish they’ll do research sometime on that subject.”

Billy took a look at Leonard’s toes. “Me too, I love how all your other toes are shorter than your big toes.”

“Yours are like that too,” said Leonard. “They should come up with a name for that.”

“Only time will tell,” said Billy. Soon enough, he felt something rising up in his penis as it became more and more sensitive. “Oh Leonard, I think I might need to let out some sperm.”

Leonard giggled. “I’m ready!”

“Glad to hear, because… ohh… ooooh!!” With that final moan, the badger boy’s penis let out a pearly white trail of semen which graced Leonard’s large soles and went across all ten of his young plump toes.

“Great honk!” ejaculated Leonard. “Messy chum you are!”

Billy sat back down with his legs out in front of him, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. “I thought this would never happen with one of my closest friends. You really took me by surprise.”

“Always there to satisfy any need you have,” said Leonard, taking a dab of semen from his big toe and tasting it. “Mmmm, just like clotted cream. Shall I offer you some to taste?”

“Only if you want me to do so,” said Billy.

Leonard stuck his soles right in front of Billy’s face. “Lap away.”

Billy looked around to make sure no passersby were in the vicinity, then began to playfully lick his load of semen off Leonard’s feet, starting with the balls. The hare boy started giggling away at the sensation, and laughed even harder when the badger’s tongue reached the wiggly toes. By the time the spaces between the toes were being taken care of, tears streamed down Leonard’s cheeks, and a lump had formed in his pajama bottoms. An even bigger lump than the one Billy had earlier.

“Blimey, it’s happened to you too!” exclaimed the badger boy.

“That’s because this type of play is arousing to me too,” replied Leonard.

Billy raised his eyebrows and unbuttoned his hare friend’s pajama top, while the latter lowered his pajama bottoms. There Leonard was, basking in the sun in his fleshy naked body. Twitching between his legs was his large, erect circumcised penis with a prominent, plump mushroom head and a cute pee hole.

“Goodness gracious Leonard,” said Billy. “The size of your penis could be comparable to that of one of our dads, or one of the adult men in town.”

“Have you seen any of theirs before?” asked Leonard. “Bet they’d be no match compared to mine.”

“I don’t know about that, my dear chum. Besides, I haven’t built up the courage to see an adult penis in person, much less ask. Anyway, may it please the House of Lords if I have a feel with these little hands of mine?”

Leonard smiled and took hold of Billy’s ankles. “No need to ask for permission, I’ve already granted it to you.”

Billy wasted no time running his fingers up and down the shaft of Leonard’s penis. The older hare boy half moaned, half laughed in response.

“Ohhh, this… hehe… feels pretty good!” he said.

“Pretty good, you say?” asked Billy. “Wait until I do this.” Gazing at Leonard’s big penis, he used his palms and fingers to caress it up and down a couple times, then squeeze it gently below the tip.

“Nngh,” grunted Leonard.

“How am I doing?”

The hare twitched his penis in Billy’s grasp. “You’re doing a lovely job there, my lad.”

“You felt my hands, now’s the time to feel my feet!”

And just like that, Billy adjusted his position and caressed Leonard’s penis the same way, now using his feet. Leonard started grunting even more as a signal for Billy to keep going. Although the badger’s feet weren’t as big or as smelly, they were still as soft, plump, and nicely shaped as always. As he kept up his foot play, he simultaneously reached his hand toward Leonard’s testicles and gently scratched them to relieve any itching.

“I was just about to ask you to take care of that itch,” said Leonard. “Thank you kindly.”

“No problem at all Leonard,” replied Billy.

No more than a minute and a half later, Leonard starting moaning more audibly, and an idea popped up in Billy’s brain. He used his left foot to hold the base of the penis in place and his right foot to glide back and forth over the shaft and the head. The hare tapped his big shapely human-like foot on the grass, almost like a dog when its sweet spot gets scratched gently.

“Will you apply some clotted cream on my fine little footsies too?” asked Billy with a loving smile.

“Oh yes I bloody well will!” cried Leonard, tapping his foot even faster. “Hnnnngh!!” The badger barely had time to say anything when the first string of the hare’s thick semen landed across his nose and mouth. Leonard’s penis put out at least five or six more streams, mostly on Billy’s soles and toes, with some also staining the grass. The hare boy collapsed onto his back within the overgrown grass and the floral surroundings, allowing himself some time to cool down. When Billy sensed that Leonard’s breathing returned to normal, he placed his soles right above his friend’s mouth, to which the latter gladly licked up the entire mess from the former’s feet, ensuring no area was left messy.

“Any final thoughts?” asked Billy.

Leonard broke into another one of his little songs. “If semen resembles clotted cream, no wonder it can be supreme!”

“Your feet are aesthetically supreme too. Would you care for some almond flavoured tea biscuits?”

“Did I hear you say tea biscuits?” asked Leonard, his eyes brightening.

Billy took out the bag of biscuits from his satchel. “My mum baked an extra batch last night, you can have the rest.”

“Thanks a bunch, chum!” said Leonard, crossing his legs and wiggling his toes again. “What do you say, tomorrow after school again?”

“Sure thing Leonard.”

“Maybe bring in Hector too?”

“Good idea.”

The two boys dressed themselves back up, gathered their satchels, and walked back towards town, with Leonard happily munching on the tea biscuits. The rest of this school year had much more excitement to come for the young badger and his hare and hedgehog friends.

The End