The Misappropriation of Mommies

With a pleasant wave and a warm smile, forty-seven year old Setsuna Kashima saw her husband off as he prepared for another day of work. She stood by the door, waiting until his car was no longer in sight before stepping back into the house. Dressed in a pink, long-sleeved shirt and black velvet pants, the woman with short, black hair and thin glasses began to examine her home in detail. Not a spec of dust had emerged since the day before.

She released a tiny sigh as this fact left her without anything to do. She sat upon the couch and gazed emptily at the ceiling, wishing she had something to do. "...Now what on Earth is that?" She said aloud as her eyes focused on a peculiar object in the corner of the living-room. A small hook had been present in the corner of the ceiling for as long as she could remember, but the peculiar thread hanging from it was new.

She stepped around the coffee table and approached the corner of the room, gazing up at the object that was coiled around the hook. "...It's red ribbon..." Her eyes widened as if a stunning realization had been made. As soon as she saw this thread, she knew what it meant. As if reacting to her words, a large mass of the red string began to swiftly coil around her body, pinning her arms to her sides and holding her legs together. She was swiftly caught from behind before she could fall over, and saw a gentle hand emerge into her line of vision to strip her of her glasses.

As the sun beat down upon the soft sand and the sparkling ocean, a lone woman sat atop a tree branch. Her eyes were closed and her head rested on her hands. The woman clad in naught but a red and yellow bikini extended her left foot over to the branch closest to her own. Her eyes flickered open when she caressed her foot against the branch and she realized that she had just performed an unfulfilled reflex.

"I do wish the little ones would live here, instead of that dreary castle." The soft, serene words of Aria Apimana flowed through the salty air as she pondered the idea of having her daughter living at home again. Unfortunately her child was now arm-in-arm with the princess of the dark, spooky castle, who had an intense aversion to sunlight... and moonlight.

The sound of the branches rustling pulled Aria out of her dream-like state, and she turned to see who was now climbing the tree beside her. "Who's there?" She questioned aloud, her eyes scanning the area but finding no one on any of the other branches. The moment she realized this, it became obvious that the approaching figure was now perched on the same branch as her, directly behind her. Before she could even turn around, the tornado of red ribbons began to circle around her, pulling her wrists behind her back and cocooning her in red satin. Devious giggles emerged from behind her as she was affectionately cradled by this mischief maker.

The torch-lit throne room was still and silent as Queen Syliva Atelier sat motionless, her eyes locked on the parchment in front of her. Her dark purple pumps were neatly resting underneath the throne, while her bare feet caressed the rug in secret. The length and volume of her royal dress allowed her to privately discard her shoes, maintaining a dignified appearance while still being comfortable.

Her fingers frequently rubbed against the wooden object that sat between them and the parchment. She couldn't remember the name of this object that held paper firmly and allowed her to write on it comfortably, but it was a convenience her daughter had brought over from the human world.

As she placed her signature on the parchment, she removed the clip-board from it and rolled up the paper. This parchment needed to be delivered to the council room, and rather than bother an attendant or guard, she decided to hand deliver it. It wasn't as though she had any important business at the moment. She stood up, letting the soles of both feet come to rest on the soft rug. As she stepped forward, one thought came to mind and was immediately overtaken by another. First was that she had left her shoes behind. The second was that she seemed to have snagged on something. She lifted her dress a few inches to find that her ankles now had red thread coiling around them. The thread was feeding underneath the throne. She set the parchment down and squatted, peering under the throne to get a good look at what had caused this. "Y-You!" She uttered in surprise as a large swarm of red ribbons exploded from under the throne. They coiled around her wrists, pulling them together, before wrapping around the entirety of her body.

"Yep. Me~" The cheerful, chirping voice of Tsu-maru Annaii responded, confirming her identity as Syliva's abductor. She withdrew an object no larger than a playing card from beneath the throne, which quickly expended into a proper hovering stretcher, which the queen was loaded onto.

"Do you really think you ca-mph!" Syliva's words were cut off in mid sentence by the fastening of a white cloth between her lips, leaving her to utter muffled sounds and squirm about as she was moved out of the throne room. The moment the throne room doors opened, Syliva's eyes darted toward the guards positioned on either side. She waited for them to pounce on the intruder, and was utterly stunned over the fact that no such thing was happening. "Hrrrmrr!!" She called out, wiggling frantically atop the device that had her securely strapped to it.

With a blissful smile, Tsu-maru offered a salute to the guards as she made off with their queen. The guards merely smiled in amusement as they watched their leading authority be carted off. Clearly they were in on this from the beginning, otherwise the pigtailed fairy of silliness would not have been able to enter the throne room. The castle could do without its ruler for one day, and the entire staff was happy to grant its queen some time to relax.

"There~ All cozy now!" Tsu-maru chirped as she used her trademark ribbons to tie the fluffy comforter shut. This cushioned cloth of a soft lavender was coiled snug around Syliva's entire body. On one end, only the tips of her shoulders and her head emerged from the cloth. The other end was fastened securely around her ankles, leaving her bare feet exposed. A fluffy purple bow was wrapped around ankles, holding them together, while a matching thread was fastened into a little bow around the two largest toes.

"S-Sweetie..." A hesitant voice emerged from directly beside Syliva, coming from the second of four occupants of the bed. With identical confines of a red color, Aria's nervous smile quivered as she struggled to free herself from the cloth coiled around her. "Surely you're just joking about this..." She spoke hesitantly as she attempted to peer over the portion of the cloth her head was emerging from.

"Nope~ You're all mine." Tsu-maru chirped as she stretched her arm over Syliva and ran it along the black collar strapped around Aria's neck. The purple jewel on this collar shimmered as she ran her index finger along it. "And none of you are going anywhere."

"E-Even me...?" A soft whimper came from a green comforter lying directly beside Aria. The serene beauty with hair of wavy brown was the easiest to capture, as she already resided within Tsu-maru's own home.

"Especially you!" Tsu-maru chirped as she crawled over the two comforters that lay between her and her own mother. "You've been mine since the day I was born." She leaned forward and left a little kiss on her mother's cheek, before passing over the blue comforter that contained the petite Setsuna. The poor woman was trapped in such a large comforter that nothing from the nose down could be seen of her.

The captor of these four rounded the corner to stand at the foot of the bed, where four pairs of bare feet were now helplessly dangling. They were propped on the edge of the bed, fastened to the bar opposite the headboard, rendering them helpless to the whims of their abductor. All four pairs were nestled together, arranged from smallest to largest.

A single index finger began to swish and swirl across the smallest of these captive feet. "Oohoho-nooo.." Almost immediately they began to wiggle about as their owner began to giggle. "Nohoho! Nooohohohoo!" The petite woman cried out as the mere touch upon her feet made her giggle uncontrollably. The dainty feet of a petite size five began to swirl about, making little circles as they occasionally nudged the pair beside them.

As soon as Setsuna's foot came into contact with Sakura's own, a squeak of surprised emerged from the latter. "Eheh! N-Not me too!" Sakura pleaded as she struggled to pull her feet away from what she believed to be her daughter's fingers.

"I'm not even touching you yet!" Tsu-maru grinned cheerfully at her mother's reaction to what was actually a mere nudge from the foot beside her own. Sakura's slender size sevens were the most unique of the four as the sole of each foot was emblazoned with a unique marking. Three green triangles were painted onto the ball of each foot. Trailing down the arch was a white line that ended in a swirl encompassing the entire heel.

Tsu-maru often noted that this symbol resembled and suited the shape of the foot, but was disappointed that nothing was applied to the toes. If it were me I would have put a smiley face on each one. She thought to herself as she grabbed her chair and seated herself in front of the four pairs of helpless feet, and prepared to dine on delicious digits and luxurious laughter.

Please not me... Please not me... Please not me... Aria's teeth had a firm hold on her lower lip as she waited tensely for the moment that something would happen. She struggled vainly to pry the thread from around the largest of her toes, which kept her from even beginning to struggle against the binding of her ankles. Perhaps it was this making her feet the most active of the four pairs, that drove Tsu-maru's fingers directly to them. "K-Keheheee!! W-Why meeeheheheeee~!?" She questioned aloud as five fluttering fingers joyfully danced across her dainty, caramel colored soles. "Ahahahaaaa! Aha-noohohooo!"

"Because Auntie and I haven't spent enough time together." Tsu-maru cooed as she skittered her fingers rapidly, up and down the soles every which way in a wild and unpredictable fashion. Aria's feet would best fit a size eight and a half shoe, if she had ever worn such a thing in her entire life. There was little need for footwear when one lived on a tropical island. "Same goes for you, Queenie!"

"Aaaaahahaaa!!" A sudden shriek emerged from the confines holding one Syliva Atelier as Tsu-maru suddenly struck her feet next. These were the largest of the four, a grand size ten. This also gave them the misfortune of being the most coveted of the four. "Ahahaaaaaaa! P-Please stop-ahahhaaa!!"

"Mmm~ And I've been waiting to get my hands on these.." She said aloud as she knelt forward in her chair and nestled her cheek against the foot that was currently not being tortured by her playful pink nails. "Large and imposing, and yet soft as silk.." She cooed as she continued to scribble across the queen's feet without relent, leaving the poor woman in a state of helpless hysterics while her feet were being fawned over.

"Aaaaaaaahahahahaa! H-Heheheeeeeee!" Syliva's feet wiggled about, occasionally tapping against Aria's own beside them. She was completely unaware of the little kisses being delivered to her feet, as the constant tingling of ticklish agony overpowered her nerves. "Aaahahahaa!" Her head hung back, chest bouncing underneath the comforter as the laughter poured on. "P-Please! Please let me go! I-Iheeheeheeeeeee!!"

Tsu-maru had to admit she was rather curious about what Syliva was going to say. She wondered if the eldest of the four mothers was going to plead for mercy or threaten her. If the latter were the case, she would definitely see where Lurella got it. "But sometimes tiny is just precious~"

Sakura could hear an audible gulp come from the comforter to the right of her own. There was only person whose ANYTHING would qualify as tiny compared to the others. "N-Nohohooo..." Setsuna whimpered as she struggled to fold her feet together, to keep the soles safe from Tsu-maru's playful wrath. With her ankles and toes tied she could do no such thing, and was forced to face the inevitable fate that already befell Syliva and Aria before her.

The second Tsu-maru's fingers descended upon the smallest of the four pairs, they struck with such intensity that the poor woman bounced. "EYAAAAAAAAHAHAHAA!! A-AHAHAHAAAA! W-WHAHAHAAAA??!! P-P-PLEHEHEHEEEEEEEEE!!" Setsuna's head flung back as an intensity of laughter so far unrivaled began to burst from her. "YAHAHAAAA! OH-OH MY GOODNAHAHAAAA!!" Her tiny feet twisted and tugged, flailing frantically as they tried everything they could muster just to get away from this mind-breaking sensation.

"Another case of mommy being just like daughter." Tsu-maru said aloud as she swished and swirled fingertips that gave off a pink glow. Mihao's feet were famous among her group of friends for being incredibly ticklish, and she was willing to bet that the same was true for her mother. This sensation she was inflicting however was completely unrelated and would have reduced anyone to absolute shrieks of laughter regardless.

Much like daughter, mother bore a set of digits with unique structure and appeal. The round, plump toes sat on the balls of each foot as if there was no stem between them. The term "stubs" was coined from Mihao's petite toes, and it seemed apparent they were inherited.

A little gleam emerged in Tsu-maru's green eyes as she gazed upon the pair of feet that belonged to her one true biological mother. The markings painted upon them were the trademark of a woman whom Sakura had sold her heart and soles to, and these markings were filled with magic that made Sakura's already supple soles much more sensitive.

With a gleeful grin she swiped a single, glowing index finger up the right sole of her mother's foot. "WAHAHAAAAAAAAHA!!" The instant it swept across a reaction emerged. The woman's digits all splayed at once, as if gaping in shock at what had just hit them. Her head flung back and her lungs produced a high pitched screech of laughter. Both feet began to furiously wiggle about, desperate to scurry away before that nightmarish sensation returned. "Aha.. Aha.. B-Baby pleeeeease!" Sakura did her best to flash the puppy-dog eyes as she attempted to appeal to her child's merciful side.

Little did she know that Tsu-maru's concept of mercy had regrettably perished not long ago. An innocent smile betrayed the malicious intent as five magically glowing digits descended upon both of Sakura's feet at once. "AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAA! OH MYAHAHAHAA!! B-BY THE STAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!" Tsu-maru watched with sheer delight as her mother's feet exploded with motion, which amounted to uselessly shaking about, so utterly afflicted by the sensation that she could not think to twist or tug them.

"You can't use the puppy-dog eyes on me. I'm the one who taught it to you." Tsu-maru chirped as she cut off the glow and stretched her legs, letting her own feet dip under the skirt of the bed to procure an item that was waiting under there.

"Ehehh... Ahah... That... that was horrible beyond words..." Sakura panted as her head went limp. A dazed expression filled her face as she stared into the ceiling. Concerned eyes were beaming at her from either side, only to shift into smiles as Sakura's face began to wrinkle. "Mghmhm! N-No..." Her toes curled, trying desperately to avert the terrible fate that awaited them. "Please... I beg you..."

"No no no~" Tsu-maru spoke in a taunting tone as she lowered her chair and scooted as close as possible, until her mother's feet were mere inches from her nose. "Comply or I'm gonna do the other thing again." She said as she struggled to pry Sakura's digits apart in order to grant the soft, purple plume access to the sensitive spots between them.

"Ngeeehehee!!" Frustration, whimpering and laughter all blended together into one sound that emerged from Sakura's grinning teeth as she fought to keep the feather out from between her toes. "Baby pleeeeeheeheeheeeee!!" She suddenly bounced as Tsu-maru punished her by rapidly skittering her nails across either sole. "Ahahahaaaaaa!" Sakura's feet wiggled side-to-side, feeling something on the left side that they immediately attempted to hide behind.

The warm, soft texture was one Sakura recognized from many a century ago. An image appeared in her mind of herself as a young child, lying in a hammock beside her childhood friend Aria. As young Sakura cried herself to sleep, the warmth of having her feet cradled between Aria's brought a smile to her face. Even as adults, the mere contact between these two sets of appendages filled her with happiness.

Aria's eyes were locked on Sakura's own, and despite the laughter pouring out of the latter's mouth, she could see that Sakura was thinking the same as her. In a swift motion, Aria's feet turned to the side, placing themselves directly in front of Sakura's own.

"Oh, so you're gonna protect her?" Tsu-maru cheerfully remarked as she used her left hand to block access to Sakura's feet, grasping the side of Aria's right foot. "In that case..." Before Aria could clasp her toes together, the feather found its way between the largest two of the right foot.

"Aaaahahaha! Nnnahahahaa! I-Iheheheeee have always protected your mahahahaaaaa!" Aria cried out as her head bobbed frantically against the pillow below. As far back as she could remember, she had been the strong shoulder Sakura would lean on during times of emotional turmoil. From the moment that child arrived on her humble island, having fled what she only described as an endless nightmare, Aria had always comforted her. It was because of this role as a big sister-figure to Sakura that Aria was considered family to her and her daughter.

As happy as hearing this made Tsu-maru, she wasn't willing to let that be this time. "And it's time mommy took care of herself, or returned the favor and protected you." She spoke over Aria's helpless shrieks as she passed the feather between her surrogate aunt's toes again and again. "So mommy, will you-" Before she could even finish that sentence, she saw the answer. Sakura's feet were turned to the right, nestling as close to Setsuna's feet and as far from Aria's as possible.

"Ehehe! Coward~" Tsu-maru giggled and shook her head as she witnessed this fearful display and went back to punishing Aria instead. "Sorry Auntie, but you've been forsaken."

"Aaahahaha! I would nahahhaaa care!" Aria's toes rapidly jolted with each pass of the feather, trying their hardest not to let it in, but being unable to keep up with the timing. They only seemed to clench AFTER the feather was already between them. "Ehehehee! A-Ahahaaaa As long as I can protectahahaa! I'm hahahaappy!"

Tsu-maru's hands balled into little fists as she began to bounce in her seat. "Eeeeeh~ That's so cute! Too bad I'm gonna have to ruin that." She said aloud as she placed her other arm between the two pairs, blocking interaction between them, and snagged Sakura's feet once more. Rather than trifle with the feather, she decided to simply have fun fluttering her nails across both soles at once.

"Aaahahahaa! Sssweheheeeee! Sw-Sweheheheetie pleeeeease!" Sakura immediately began to plead for mercy as her head bobbed side-to-side. "N-Nooohoho! N-Not my feeheeheeeeeee!!" She cried out as her head flung back. Both heels bounced in unison as she tried to escape the ticklish torment sweeping her soles.

"Yes! Only your feet!" Tsu-maru chirped in retaliation, smiling playfully as her five fingers swirled circles across her mother's silky soles. "Mommy's feet are absolute candy! They simply BEG to be tickled every day!" The woman's slender digits spread and wiggled frantically as her daughter's nails burrowed underneath them and shook about.

"This is true..." Aria said aloud, grinning as she too recalled the blissful sensation of provoking helpless laughter from her surrogate little sister. While other areas were fun to play with and the woman wasn't that much less ticklish elsewhere, little compared to the joy both parties felt when Sakura's feet met Aria's hands.

It was actually a frequent occurrence growing up. Whenever Sakura was feeling down Aria would capture her feet, holding them hostage with either one hand or a leg-lock. Through the lightest touches and teases, Aria would coax Sakura into talking out her problems. At first Sakura wasn't too fond of this practice, but as time went on she began to willingly place her feet in Aria's grasp before the latter knew anything was wrong.

"...Mmmm..." A small sound emerged from directly to the left of Aria. With cheeks of bright rose Syliva found herself mumbling incoherently as her captor and fellow captive reminisced about a subject near and dear to her heart. She recalled her own past with Sakura, when the two would frequently engage in playful wrestling matches.

Both parties were determined to tickle the other into submission, but Syliva was always destined to lose. Sakura's feet were her most ticklish spot, but Syliva had two powerful weaknesses, her own feet and her easily accessed underarms.

Syliva's reminiscing was broken by the sensation of five soft fingers lightly dancing across the soles of her feet. "Ah! A-Ahahaaaa! N-No no!" She cried out as she attempted to wiggle her feet away from the sensation. "Ahahaa-stooop!"

With a content coo emerging from her, Tsu-maru wrapped one arm over Syliva's feet, cradling them up to her face as she continued to ever-so-lightly drag her fingertips up and down those spacious soles, swirling little circles around the arches and trailing across the wiggling toes. "You didn't think I'd forgotten about you, hm?" She cooed as she switched to a single digit for the brief time it took to speak again.

"I could never forget such a gorgeous woman, with feet that compel me into slavery, just so I could bow before them." She finished off these words by sweeping her cheek off of the right left sole and cradling it in both hands. A tender, loving kiss was delivered to the arch of the left foot, before she did the same to the right. The moment she pulled her lips away from the queen's grand feet, her lips curled into a devilish smirk that heralded the vigorous fluttering of her fingertips upon those very soles she adored.

"Waahahahahaaaa!! Ahahaha!! Y-You-ahahaa!!" Syliva cried out as she mentally blamed Tsu-maru for her own lowering of her guard. The tender kisses had relaxed her enough that the sudden tickle attack made her jump. "If you were my slave-ahahaaa! Y-You could never tickle these fffeheheheeeee!! Y-You would be punished quite severely-ahahaaaaa!!" Her head swayed side-to-side as she struggled to endure the sensation long enough to put out a coherent sentence.

"Eheh~ That sounds like you're implying I won't be severely punished for this, or that I am able to get a shot at these beauties on any other occasion." Tsu-maru retorted as Syliva's feet squirmed and wiggled under the wrath of both of her hands. Every once in a while Tsu-maru would move her head forward and steal a kiss upon the woman's long, slender toes. "Hahhh~" Her head slumped to the side as she let out a blissful sigh, sound very much in love with the quivering twin goddesses she was currently torturing without mercy.

But rather than be rude, Tsu-maru decided that she should give her other guests some attention as well, and started by darting her left hand over to Setsuna's feet. Her fingers rapidly skittered across the petite, silky soles of the human woman's feet, sending the poor woman into a fit of laughter. "Yahahahaaa! O-Oh no not meheheheee!! Aahahahaaaaaaa!!"

"Aaahahahaaa! Please pleheheeeeee~! You won't behehee punished if you just let me gohohohooo!!" Syliva cried out as the never-ending sensation of torturous tingling on the bottoms of her feet kept her in a state of hysterics. "Aahahahaaaa! N-No more! Please no more!" Syliva's feet wiggled in a circular motion, trying to evade the rapidly scribbling nails that were driving her wild. With her body contained so securely she could barely wiggle her knees, much less do anything that would grant her freedom from this. "Oh pleheheheeease!!"

Despite her pleading, the torture would not stop. Minutes passed and the poor woman continued to feel the fluttering fury of fairy fingers gracing the soles of her feet without relent. She was certain she was shedding tears at this point, her face growing redder as the laughter poured without stop. "Aaaaaaaaahahahahaaa!!"

"Eeehehehee! A-Ahahahaaa!" Sakura's heels produced a single swift rocking motion as the tickle attack moved from Setsuna onto herself. "Ahahahaaa! N-No-no! Nahahahaaaaa!!" Her feet attempted to swing back and forth in order to dislodge the nails swishing across them. The only gave them a reason to torment her with greater fury, digging into the soft flesh and skittering viciously. "AAAAHAHAHAHAA!! S-SWEEHEHEHEHEEE!! AHAHAAAA!!"

"None of that sweet talk is gonna work anymore~" Tsu-maru cheered as she subjected her mother's feet to the most powerful sensation her bare hands could muster. Her ears were bobbing with satisfaction at the knowledge that her poor mother was screaming with laughter. The prolonged treatment Syliva's feet were currently still receiving wasn't as intense, but was most likely just as maddening due to the sheer length of time.

"AAAHAHAHAAAAAA!! AHAHA!! AHA-AHAHAAA!!" Sakura's head pounded the pillow beneath her before swinging side-to-side. "STOP STAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA~!!" Her laughter shrieked forth with such intensity that it nearly stung the ears of Aria lying beside her. The dark skinned fairy woman's ears drooped in dismay, trying to shield themselves from the sound shooting into them. "PLEASE STAHAHAHAAAAA!!" Wiggle furiously as they might, Sakura's feet were not granted even a moment of reprieve from the vigorous skittering, and it was driving the poor woman mad.

"I'll stop if you comply and let me play with my feather!" Tsu-maru snickered as she made this demand, wondering if the feather was truly as bad as her dear mother made it sound, compared to what she was receiving now.

"BWAHAHAHAAA!! Y-YESSAHAHA!! A-ANYTHING! JUST STAHAHAHAAAA!!" Sakura cried out desperately, her head flopping to one side and giving Setsuna a front-row view of her suffering.

"Hmm... Nah! I like this better!" Tsu-maru simply responded, giggling to herself as she continued to furiously rake her nails across the bottoms of her mother's feet, making the poor woman even more hysterical from the psychological torture. Sakura let out a shriek of laughter as she felt the chains of hope being yanked away, leaving her to plunge into the darkness.

"Ahahahaaaaaaa!! W-When are you gonna stahahahaaaaaaaap!" Syliva's weary echoed in vain as she realized that she was receiving a disproportionately long torture compared to the other three. "I-ehehe! I-I can't breeeathe!" She whimpered as her reddened face released beads of sweat. "M-Make it stop! Ahahaaa!" Her words began to choke and for many a second near silence was heard from her despite clearly still laughing. "...Help me..." This sound squeaked from her lips between laughing fits, having been directed at no one and everyone at once. Unable to stand any more of this, Syliva was appealing to the cosmic deities, hoping that something would intervene and free her from this torture.

"Awww.. Did I break poor Queenie?" Tsu-maru cooed innocently as she gave both of her current victims a break and used comfort as an excuse to caress and kiss Syliva's feet. These sensations were welcome for her victim as well, as they soothed away the agony she had endured.

Both Syliva and Sakura panted heavily as their respective tortures left them momentarily dazed. Sakura hadn't nearly reached her friend's level of exhaustion, but the sheer volume she was laughing required just as much breath to be caught. "Uugh.. If I wasn't so sure I would be tickled viciously on a regular basis... This would almost be worth it..." Syliva's eyes drifted shut as she basked in the satisfaction of having those skilled hands and lips massage and kiss her feet, cleansing them of the sensations that had previously afflicted them.

With no pampering of their own, Sakura's feet were forced to shuffle awkwardly in an attempt to rub the sensation away. With their ankles and toes bound, they couldn't even bend inward to rub both soles together, leaving them to only swish up and down in vain as their owner whimpered. "Why was I born a seven...?"

These soft words were immediately picked up on, and Tsu-maru moved to comfort her Sakura instead. "Awww.. You know I love you most of all, right?" She said softly as she cradled her mother's feet, caressing them lovingly and administering angelically soft kisses to them. They were softer and sweeter than the more passionate kisses Syliva's feet had received, for obvious reason.

Of course even when comforting her mother, Tsu-maru's playful side was driven to emerge. With a little giggle she kept her lips gracing one sole while her free hand very lightly tickled the other. "Ehehee! Oh sweetie please! N-NgheheheeHee~" Sakura's feet began to wiggle and squirm, trying to avoid these sensations despite their gentleness. "Ah-ahaha~ E-Ehehee~ Baby noooo~"

Tsu-maru's lips curled into a soft, warm smile as the gentle giggles of her mother graced her ears. As much as she adored particularly large pairs, these silky size sevens held a special place in her heart, as they belonged to the woman who meant the world to her, the woman who loved her unconditionally, a feeling that was mutual. She remembered many a year ago when Sakura's attire was always without bare feet, something the pigtailed personification of silliness tried many times to rectify. It wasn't until these markings were painted onto the soles of Sakura's feet that the woman began to completely abandon footwear.

"Alright, I'm being selfish.." Tsu-maru cooed as she moved her hands away from Sakura's quivering feet. "We have two people here who have just been dying for some attention." As soon as she spoke these words, both Setsuna and Aria felt an overwhelming dread seeping through them. "And those people are... Auntie and Queenie!" At the sound of this declaration, Tsu-maru let her hands joyfully flutter across the soles of the two pairs of feet on her far right, the two largest, belonging to Aria and Syliva.

"What thahahahahaaaaaa!!" Syliva cried out as this sudden deception caught her by surprise. "Ffffahahahaaa!! S-S-Stop-ahahahaaa! N-N-No! No more! Ahahaaa!!" Syliva's feet were bouncing and rocking about, her comforter-contained body wiggling and bouncing as she fought desperately to put an end to her torture. "Why meheeheeeee?!"

Tsu-maru let out a giggle as she quickly pulled her hand away from the queen's majestic feet. "I'm just kidding~" She cooed as she used this hand to scribble up and down Aria's soles, while switching her left hand over to Setsuna's. "These are the ones that need more love."

"Ohohooo! Oh noohoho! L-Love is not needed! Ahahaa! Not like thiiiis-ahahaaa~" Setsuna's wrinkled features tightened as her feet wobbled and wiggled. Her toes flexed and danced about about. "Ehehee! No really! I don't need iiit~ G-Go give love to one of them!" Setsuna's helplessly giggling face was directed toward the only woman beside her. As her eyes squeezed open through her laughter, she witnessed the sight of Sakura spitefully exposing her tongue at her. This only served to make her laugh even harder.

"Ahahaaa! Ahaha! W-Well It's nice to be noticed! Geheheeeee!!" Laughter poured through a goofy grin plastered on Aria's face as she made whimsy of her torment. Syliva's eyes were locked directly on her at the moment and seeing such an expression on the island chieftain’s face made her wonder if little Pyana's trademark cheekiness was developed from this woman. "AAAAAAAHAHA!!" Syliva's heart jumped as the redheaded woman beside her suddenly let out a scream and bounced in her confines. "WAHAH-W-WAHA-WAIT-AHAHAAHAAAA!!" The comforter struggled to rock to either side or bounce for freedom as her pale soles were being pestered by glowing fingers that sent waves of intense ticklish horror into them.

"YAHAHAAA!! NO MY GOODNESSAHAHAAA!!" Setsuna's ankles twisted and turned as the sensation of an uncountable army of skittering fingers assaulted her tiny feet. She tried so desperately to pull away from this sensation despite all effort being in vain. "AHAHAHAAAAAAAAA~!!" Struggling was all she could do to keep sane as the overwhelmingly intense sensation quickly drove her to literally screaming with laughter. "PLEASE PLEHEHEHEEEEEE!! A-A-AHAHAAAAA!! STAAAAHAHAAAAAAPIT!! AHA-STOP IIIITT!"

"Poor mommies..." Tsu-maru cooed as she quickly decided it wasn't as much fun to make these women scream with laughter. She would have just as much fun simply teasing and toying with the ticklish tootsies spread out before her. She cut off the intensity and began to lightly dance her fingers across the two pairs before her. Just having her fingers in contact with the feet of gorgeous mommies was enough to keep her content, and she did find helpless giggling more entertaining than maddened shrieks.

"Aaahaha! Ahahaaa! Aha-Ahaha! N-Nohohoo!" Aria laughter continued to bubble forth as her ordeal went on without end in sight. The pale soles of tanned feet shuffled frantically, trying to flee the feather-soft sensations swirling across them. "Ahahaaa! Ehehee! Stop stooop! Eheheheeenoughh!!" Her head slowly reeled back as the gigantic grin plastered on her face spewed laughter into the air. The comforter wrapped around her body wiggled, but could do nothing to free her from her eternal torment. "Stahahahaaap! Stop tickling my feeheheheeeee!!"

"Y-Yahahaa!! Eheheee! A-A-Ahahaaa!" Setsuna's feet shuffled side-to-side as Tsu-maru's fingers huddled together and scribbled little circles across the soles. They tugged and turned desperately to escape the tingling terror afflicting them. "Ohohohohoo! Oh please! Eeeeeehehehe!!" Her knees tugged and bucked, trying to pull her ankles free from the board they were fastened to. Those tiny feet shook frantically as their tormentors explored every inch of their petite frames, tunneling under the digits and provoking a stronger reaction. "EYEEEHeheheeeee!!"

Right when Sakura was beginning to pity her poor friends, the hand of fate made a sudden spring toward her feet. "GAH-ahahaaaa! Eheheee! Ehe-eheheeee!" Her toes spread and wiggled about, inviting her daughter to tunnel under and between them. "AHA! Ahahaaaa!" Her toes jolted apart, wiggling frantically under Tsu-maru's wrath.

Just as suddenly as suddenly as it began, the playful sensation moved, jumping onto Syliva's feet next. "AaaaHA! Ahah-Ahahaaa!!" The queen of the dark fairy realm bounced and wiggled as the merciless skittering sensation sent surges of ticklish energy into the spacious soles of her grand feet. N-Nahahaa! Not meehehee! Not again pleeeease! Ahahaaa!!"

"Eeeehehehe!!" Sakura's enter confines bounced as she was taken by surprise when the fluttering fingers suddenly moved from Syliva's feet, right back to her own. "Ahahahaa! Ssweeheheheeeeeeee!! How-How long-ahahahahaaaa~?" She cried out as the sensation moved from her feet back to Syliva's again, only for the other hand that had been tickling Aria to take its place.

Tsu-maru's hands rapidly fluttered across Syliva and Sakura's soles. "When I get bored!" This response came with the tugging and wiggling of motherly toes. She swiftly abandoned Syliva's feet and used her right hand to torment Aria's toes.

"We're doooooomed-ahahaaa!!" Aria lamented as she admitted to herself that if she had been in Tsu-maru's situation it would have been difficult to grow bored. "Ahahahaa! G-G-G-Get awahahahaayy!" Her toes curled and wiggled side-to-side, trying to dislodge the nimble fingers from grasping them.

"Yahahaaaa!!" This shriek emerged the instant Sakura's laughter ceased and Setsuna's toes were taken next. E-Ehehee! N-Not the toes-ahahaaa!" The petite woman shrieked as her stubby digits repeatedly clenched and uncurled. "No pleeeease!" Poor Setsuna apparently didn't know the rule, that if someone pleads for a particular area not to be tormented, that area will be exclusively targeted and receive prolonged torture. "Yahaa! Aaaaha!!"

A swift hand dove from Setsuna's feet, over to Syliva's, letting her and Aria laugh in unison. "If only I had a second pair of hands." Tsu-maru said aloud as the two sets of captive feet quivered for mercy as she exploited their sensitivity. Next the hand that was tormenting Aria moved back to Setsuna, skittering against the supple soles with much vigor.

She crossed her arms a few times as she bounced back and forth between various feet, keeping all four in complete suspense as to two was going to be targeted next. She wanted to avoid having her the same two women suffer at the same time together, mixing up the pairings at a moment's notice.

While Tsu-maru was blissfully content with the four pairs of motherly feet squirming before her, her victims were not so delighted as their torture spanned endless minutes. "AAAAAHAHA-STOP IIIIT!! STOP PLEHEHEEEEEASEE!" As her head twisted to one side and the other with the last of her stamina, Sakura's lungs released this sobbing bellow that told all who would listen that she had had enough. Her cheeks were visibly reddened and drenched with tears. Her helpless feet continued to wiggle about, acting on reflex alone as the hope that her torture would end faded.

"AHAHAHAA!! STOP IT PLEASE I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! OOOOHOHOHOOoooo!!" A shrill shriek emerged from the comforter bearing the largest feet. As Tsu-maru's playful fingers rapidly skittered across their soft surfaces, this waning sound emerged from the lips of a face showing clear discomfort with her situation. Queen Syliva, who in her younger tears made a career out of interrogating and torturing others, was never prepared when it came time to experience it from the other side. The poor woman's choking wails came with the pounding of her head against the pillow as she desperately tried anything she could to convey her intolerance for the situation.

"WAHAHAHAAAWHYYYY?? EHEHEHEEEEEEeeee!!" Aria brow dripped with sweat as helpless hollering flowed from her without rest. Her rapidly jittering feet were only being granted meager milliseconds from the torture of her surrogate niece’s hands. Her chin pointed skyward as the eruption of desperate wailing as loud as it was weary emerged. "AAAAHAHAHAAA! J-JUST STOP TICKLING ME PLEEHEHEHEEASE!!" Aria reddened eyes clamped shut as her cushioned confines bucked with renewed fury, putting forth all of their effort to spare her soles further anguish.

"AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!! AHAHAA!! A-AHAHA!!" Setsuna's ankles struggled to twist and turn evasively, her head repeatedly flailing to either side as her expression matched those of her fellow moms. All four women could stand no more, and made it clear through their faces and tones of laughter.

A mixture of fatigue and sobbing blended in with the laughter that was being forced to emerge from them. All four wanted this agony to end so badly yet could do absolutely nothing. Not one of these delicate feet that had weathered the weight of an infant for many months could do anything to stop their torture for even a minute. Desperation quickly turned to despair as the four mothers resigned themselves to their fate of having their helpless feet be mere playthings for all eternity.

Tsu-maru's fingers slowed upon the soles of Sakura and Aria before sliding down to the heels and coming to a stop. A soft, peaceful smile graced her smooth face as she leaned forward and cradled the cocoa-toned tootsies twitching desperately before her. "Are you all mad at me~?" She questioned aloud in a soft, cooing tone as she began to leave soft, affectionate kisses upon the silky soles she had so mercilessly ravaged.

Unaware of what was happening to the island chieftain one woman away from her, Setsuna let out a desperate gasp as her head slumped back. "Just... tell me this is the end..." She pleaded as her eyes drifted shut, certain she was going to pass out. When the fairy girl's gentle lips came upon her petite soles, her toes twitched for a moment and her lips curled. "E-Ehehe.." She was certain that further torture would come for her, but was pleasantly surprised when it came as nothing more than mere kisses.

"Of course. You were all very brave to have endured so much." Tsu-maru responded as she worked every inch of the bottoms of these tiny feet, before moving on to tend to her own mother in the same fashion.

"Eeyehe!" Sakura jumped as the mere contact with the soles of her feet made her jump and giggle. "Ehe! S-Sweetie it's okay! T-Tend to dear Syli-eheheva instead!" Sakura squealed as she curled her toes and struggled to pull her feet toward her body.

"Ooh~ I forgot. Mommy's pedicure-ticklish." Tsu-maru chirped as she instead used her hands to gently caress the soles that had endured much suffering. "You know. These markings remind me... there's another mommy I have yet to capture." She said softly as she ran a single index finger along the swirling marking.

"Eeehehe! Y-Yes... N-Now that I would love to see~" Sakura cooed as the thought of her beloved wife in an ordeal such as this made her feel warm and fuzzy. "I-I'm a little surprised you did not invite your friends to play with their respective mothers.."

The kisses began to caress Syliva's feet in angelic expressions of affection as Sakura made this statement. She wondered how much worse she would have received if Tsu-maru hadn't been alone, so she had to count her blessings this time. "And share these gorgeous feet with them? Nope! The lovely mommy-feet are all mine. In fact I should travel the world, kidnapping mommies from all over the world. All adorable mommies must have their gorgeous feet tickled for hours~"

"Aha!" Tsu-maru jumped as the door sprung open to reveal a trio of betrayed friends. This precession was lead by the young Japanese woman whose stature and shoe size was near identical to that of Setsuna's. Her own daughter, Mihao, approached the pigtailed girl who immediately bolted up to her feet and turned to face the party. "I was planning to stop by mom's house to spend my day off with her, but she was nowhere to be found."

With her hand on her coke bottle glasses, Princess Lurella Atelier stepped around from beside Mihao and chimed in as well. "I suppose you thought I wouldn't have known of mother's abduction right from the start." Her soft voice spoke sternly, directed at the pigtailed girl, while her sparkling amethyst eyes remained locked on her.

"W-Wait!" Syliva suddenly cried out as she attempted to peer over the bundled cloth and witness her daughter's face. "You knew about this? How long?"

"A little while before you were kidnapped, so... about an hour. I heard the guards giggling to themselves about the whole plot." Lurella's frank tone brought no comfort to Syliva as she realized that for the last hour, her daughter was making no attempt to come to her aid despite knowing what was to happen to her.

A sudden impact upon the comforter Aria was lying on caught her attention. She gazed upon the object that had landed on her stomach and smiled wearily at the warm face that greeted her. "Ai~" Pyana's head slightly tipped to the side as she greeted her mother with a warm kiss on the cheek. Her lips immediately began to react to the surprising saltiness she had just collected on them. "Beh!" She stuck her tongue out, displeased with the flavor, and dispensed a cloth from her pocket to dry what remained on her mother's cheeks.

"I gotta say... this would have been a great way to spend time with mom." Mihao snickered as she illustrated her point by running a single digit down the sole of her mother's left foot, her grin widening as the woman's feet quivered in response. "But you took it away from me." She turned and locked her accusing eyes on the pigtailed girl who was now attempting to back away from her.

"But you know..." The sound of metal clinking accompanied these words as Tsu-maru found a sturdy cuff had been secured onto her left wrist, courtesy of the sneaky princess behind her. "Momcaptor Tsu-maru here made a miscalculation."

Mihao moved quickly to pull Tsu-maru's wrists behind her back, while Lurella secured both cuffs in place. "That's right...  You're a mom too."

As Pyana worked to unravel the four comforters one by one, Tsu-maru was lifted onto the bed and a second set of cuffs was locked around her ankles. "...I'm gonna die aren't I?" Tsu-maru gazed nervously at the army of seven eager participants who sought revenge againsit her. "I am going to die..."

"Of course not... We would not kill you." Sakura cooed as she picked up the feather Tsu-maru had dropped and wagged it in the air.

Aria seated herself on the bed behind her niece to hold her in place as she rested one head on the smaller girl's shoulder. "Someone as energetic as yourself will live through quiiiiiiite a bit of tickling."

Syliva placed herself on the bed next, propping Tsu-maru's feet on her lap, while Pyana and Lurella took to either side of the captured fairy. "Yes, you can survive being utterly broken to the point that all cognition is lost."

Tsu-maru let out a gulp as she heard these words, realizing that the penalty for four counts of mommynapping and failing to let her friends in on the fun was quite severe. "Come now dear..." Setsuna said aloud as she made the first move, lightly trailing three fingers across one of Tsu-maru's feet, then the other. "Isn't having four adorable mommies tickling you just as fun as tickling four adorable mommies?"

Tsu-maru's lips quivered as her toes splayed in every direction, acting with all of the dexterity of a set of fingers. This only served to entice fluttering fingers and feathers to explore them, before her entire body would be buried in a sea of skittering digits. "Ehehee! C-Can't deny that! Ahaa!"