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The door to the apartment opened with a sigh of weariness as she walked inside. It wasn't a particularly big apartment, but nor was it small. It was shared by three roommates; one of which was currently out at work. Yuki was her name, she was a skunk who ironically enough worked at the local perfume shop in her spare time. People seemed to get a laugh out of it, so she actually got quite a bit of money to stay on. The second roommate was a mongoose by the name of Caudle, who was in between jobs, but made extra money helping with various odd little things around town. She knew he was somewhere in the apartment, probably in his room doing...whatever it was he did in his spare time.

Dentia, the third room mate, shut the door behind her, and more or less crawled to the couch. She was a rat who worked as a barista at the local coffee shop to help make rent every month. She loved coffee more than most people love their mothers, but the job required that she stay on her feet all day, and right now they were killing her. There was a convention in town and there was nothing more rude and needy than a businessman waiting on his caffeine. She'd been marching around the shop all day getting espressos, cappuccinos, ice frapa-capa-whipped-iatos and everything in between. It had been far from a good day, and she was really feeling the soreness she'd ignored starting to creep up on her.

She ran a pink hand through her brown hair as she flopped onto the couch. It had been a hard day all around not only had the various customers at the shop been impatient and loud, they had also been insulting. In a world of anthros, rats were not the most highly regarded species, let alone one like her. Her tail flopped off to the side of the couch, landing on the hardwood floor with an audible, heavy thump. She stared at it a touch ruefully. They'd called her 'Fat tail' and 'Mutant'. Through some quirk of fate she'd been born with a tail that was easily twice as long, and equally as thick as the average rat's. It was almost as long as she was tall, and just short of being as thick around as her waist. She was pretty sure the darn thing made up at least two thirds of her weight.

In reality, she actually loved her tail. If she were more of a pun-oriented person, she might say she was rather attached to it. It came in handy, it's size meant it also had quite a bit more muscle than average. She could lift more with it than she could with her arms, and it was prehensile to the point of very nearly being a medical curiosity. She found it quite handy when she was baking, which was a big hobby of hers when grabbing mixing cups and ingredients with it while she buzzed about the kitchen. It also was quite the assistant when things got busy at the coffee shop. Dentia could hold three times the amount of cups any other barista could, and even work the machine while taking orders. It got her strange looks sure but....

Yeah, she was weird. Lots of folks mistook her for a possum on first glance, it wasn't the worst thing to be mistaken for, but it still bugged her. For all their stigma, she liked being a rat, even if she had enough tail to make a possum jealous. It also made it rather hard to buy clothes. Some furs could just lay their tails over the top of their pants, but hers was so large she often had to shop in the reptile section, since their fashion tended to have sleeves for tails of the thicker variety. She looked back at her rear end, her jeans extending a bit farther past the rear pockets to encompass the base of her tail. It was a snug fit, and the sleeve was a bit too short. The thick brown fur around the base of her spine stuck out in odd tufts before that long naked snake of a tail stretched out to drape itself over her legs.

Dentia huffed, her cheeks puffing out with an angry flare of embarrassed red before she face-planted into a throw pillow with a frustrated groan. Her feet still reporting that they were not very happy about her day either. She scrunched her little pink toes in an attempt to get some relief. She really needed to relax...unwind a bit, but just what would make her feel better at the moment? Usually she would cook something, but the thought of standing in front of a mixing bowl made her feet ache even more in protest. She really didn't feel like leaving the couch.

She lay there with a squeak of displeasure before an idea crossed her mind. Dentia peeked out from her pillow, her roommate's door directly in front of her. Her brown eyes got a slightly mischievous gleam.

"Caudle?..." She called, trying to sound as pitiful as possible.

Dentia heard shuffling from behind door for a moment, before it opened with a creak. A weasle-esque head popped out, large round ears swiveling until they centered on Dentia. Nestled between them was a blue army style cap with a pin on the side. Some blue box from a show he liked. The mongoose immediately looked suspicious.

"What is it?"

Dentia grasped the pillow in her arms, pressing it against her chin and looking at him with the best puppydog eyes she could muster, her ears folding back as she shared a look with him. "Could you do me a favor?"

Caudle stepped out of his room. He was wearing a black hoodie and his usual camouflage patterned cargo pants that trailed down to his ankles. He stepped over to her, eyes narrowing. "And just what kind of favor would that be?"

Dentia bent her knees, bringing her feet up over her back, wiggling her round little pink toes in his direction. "I've been working all day...could you rub my feet?" Caudle's cheeks flushed under brown-orange fur. He turned away from her immediately with a sound of surprise.

"No way, don't be weird. Just...take a bath or something, that helps with soreness."

Dentia gave a squeak of displeasure. "But I don't want to walk to the tuuuuuub...." she whined. "Come on, it's not weird, it's just a friend helping a friend. You are my friend right?"

"Of course, Dentia. We've only lived together for years. That does not however, entitle you to on-demand footrubs." Caudle rolled his eyes, looking at her over his shoulder.

Dentia huffed. "It's not on demand....it's just this once...come on, please?" She wiggled her toes a bit more, her pale pink soles scrunching pleasantly.

The mongoose's blush returned and he quickly turned away again. "No, and that's final. Now have you got anything else to say, or can I go back to my room?"

A frown crossed Dentia's features, before it turned into a kind of smirk. "Oh no...nothing else...That's fine, it's okay if you don't want to..."

Caudle's ears perked in surprise. "Really?"

She nodded, smiling cordially. "Really."

The world went horizontal as Caudle felt something thick and fleshy wrap around his ankle. He yelped and found himself upside down right in front of Dentia's grinning face. She lay there on the couch, holding him aloft with a single coil of her thick tail around his leg. It rose in an arch over her back to lift him before her.

"Hey!!" He yelled in surprise. His face flushed scarlet as the blood rushed to his head, along with a few other reasons... "Put me down!" He wiggled uselessly, her tail hardly moved at all as he hung like a rabbit caught in a trap.

"Oh, are you asking me a favor, oh friend of mine?" She wiggled her tail a bit, swinging him back and forth like a pendulum. She lay there, resting her chin on her hands and smiling evilly. She kicked her feet back and forth like a happy kid as she played with him a bit. "I believe a favor deserves a favor."

Caudle felt the pressure in his head building, he tried to wiggle free, but it was just as useless as it had been a few seconds ago. "Come on, Dentia, this is cheating! Besides, you can't hold me like this forever! "

She shrugged. "You've seen me lift far heavier things than you with my tail. Which do you think will give out first? Your head, or my little friend here?" She gave her tail another wiggle, sending Caudle swinging drunkenly.

The unfortunate mongoose held a hand to his mouth. "Quit it!" he warbled. "I'm gonna be sick...."

Dentia gave another uncaring shrug. "Better hurry then. Besides, I know you've got a bit of a thing for this. You leave your laptop open way too often."

Caudle got even redder. "Shut up! I do not have a foot fetish!"

Dentia's rounded ears perked. "Foot fetish? I was talking about your tail thing. I mean geeze, have you seen yourself at the mall? Always eying that squirrel who works at the smoothie stand. I've seen the way you blush when she swings that thing around. Plus you have a subscription to Fifth-Limbs online. You leave your bills on the counter." She raised an eyebrow. "Most people just download that stuff for free you know."

Caudle was really struggling now, he looked more red than brown. "T-that's private stuff!"

Dentia pressed her hands to her pointed muzzle, suppressing a giggle. "Hey, I'm not judging, but the way you denied it I'm also starting to think you have a bit of a thing for feet too." She wiggled her toes a bit faster in a little wave, starting with a big toe at one end and scrunching them in a wave down to the smallest. The little blunt claws at the tip of each toe pressing against her soft soles with every scrunch. "Come on, they're really sore....Besides, if you do this, I won't let Yuki know you have ulterior motives for wanting to help her brush her tail in the mornings."

Caudle grumbled something quietly, turning his head away.

"What was that?" She teased, turning an ear in his direction. "You'll have to speak up." She wiggled her tail back and forth, sending him swinging again.

"Okay! Okay! I'll do it! Just put me down please," Caudle warbled.

Dentia grinned. "Deal~"

Caudle felt the pressure on his ankle decrease. There was a brief moment of weightlessness before his stomach dropped. He landed with a thud on the floor, his hat rolling a little ways' away.

"Ow...."

Dentia chuckled. "Oops, sorry." As he righted himself, sitting upright on the floor and rubbing his head. She picked up his hat with her tail, playfully setting it back on his head before the long fleshy thing patted him on the cheek. Caudle blushed and pushed it away, hoping she'd ignore the scarlet tinge on his face.

"Just stop teasing and let me get this over with."

Dentia nodded, shifting how she sat on the couch. She leaned back against the armrest, pressing her feet out in his direction. They were at eye level from his position, she wiggled her rounded pink toes, tapping the tip of his muzzle with her blunted claws, her smooth, warm pink soles crinkling as she did. "You can start with lefty."

Caudle was bright red. He stuttered for a moment, his nostrils flaring. Her feet had a slight scent, very mild, but undeniably musky, from being on them all day. He shuffled back on his hands, getting up a little too quickly with a shaky frown. "You. Are. Terrible."

She gave her feet a little shake. "I know."

He grumbled something else taking a seat on the opposite end of the couch. Dentia laid both feet on his lap with a little thump, looking to all the world like the most innocent rodent in the universe.

Caudle gave a sigh of resignation, and picked up her left foot as she had asked.

Rat feet were not quite like normal anthro feet, for one, feet was indeed the correct term for them. They weren't exactly padded, there were little bunches of flesh along the underside that were thicker than other portions sure, but not in the traditional sense. Her feet were smooth and pink all the way round, her fur cutting out just below her ankles to give way to smooth, warm skin. Her biggest toe was placed ever so slightly slightly lower than the rest of them, almost like a little thumb. It wasn't quite to the level of dexterity a primate might have, but a rat's foot was adapted for grasping minor things, holding onto ropes and wires, getting a good grip on the ground for quick escapes. She had full, bubbly toes, all a healthy, wiggly pink. They were long, with small claws on their tips. Dentia filed them in order to keep from ruining the hardwood floors, her feet in general were quite well kept.

Caudle noticed all of this while blatantly staring at them.

"Well? You can start at any time." She playfully wrapped her toes around one of his fingers, giving it a little squeeze. The mongoose turned bright red once more as his index was enveloped in soft warmth of her digits.

The mongoose stuttered, his round ears staring up straight. He cleared his throat with an awkward cough, and set about massaging. He started right in the center of her arches, wrapping his fingers around the top of her foot and pressing into the bottom with his thumbs, letting them sink into the plush, slightly leathery skin there.

Dentia gave a sigh of pleasure, her body instantly relaxing against the couch. She flexed her toes, her soles crinkling against his fingers as she relaxed. There was a lot of tension in her feet, it felt good to have someone give them some attention. As he rubbed her tail unconsciously curled lightly around one of his legs.

Caudle stiffened noticeably, but ignored it for the most part, continuing to work his thumbs around her inner and outer archs, keeping up a firm but gentle pressure, drawing the occasional sigh, or squeak, from Dentia as he continued his attentions. Feeling the tension there slowly ease out, he moved up along the smooth surface of her sole, to the softer mounds below her toes. The gentle slopes and lines of her foot more obvious here. He could feel the muscles of her feet working gently against his ministrations. The occasional pleasured scrunch of her sole pushed back against his fingers as he worked.

"You're good at this..." She breathed, closing her eyes and fidgeting against the couch slightly. "I'm guessing this isn't the first time?"

He shrugged, still blushing a fair bit. "Well...I've read books and things, never had a chance to practice though."

She opened one eye, raising an eyebrow. "You've read books on this?"

He clicked his tongue, turning his nose up. "What? You've never had an interest you pursued for academic reasons?"

Dentia smirked, raising the foot he wasn't massaging and slotting his chin between her toes, turning his face back to her. She could feel his face heating up again. "Sure. Academic reasons." She released his chin and gave his nose a little 'Honk' with her biggest digits.

Caudle tripped over his own tongue trying to think of a reply. He opted to growl in her direction and continue doing what he was doing. With his current position though, the growl was more of a whimper.

His hands rose up along the bottom of her foot, rubbing just below her toes, working right under the joins of each one with gentle attentions, working the knots out of every tired muscle he could find. Occasionally he found his fingers trapped between her toes, he'd give her a glare and eventually she'd let him continue. Her tail occasionally gave his leg a little squeeze, and he learned not to jump every time it did, but that didn't help his blush. That thing was like having a python wrapped around his thigh.

After a while he finished her left foot, and moved on to her right, treating it much the same way. He worked his fingers along her arches, making his way up the warmth of her soles, his hands pressing firmly into supple surface, digging in deep, but never forcefully enough to hurt. After about thirty minutes he was fairly certain he was finished.

"There. Happy?"

She looked down at her feet, giving her toes a little waving scrunch, wiggling each independently of the other in a surprising show of dexterity. "Hmmm...." She took far longer than altogether necessary to come to a conclusion. "Yes, I would say this has been a serviceable massage."

Caudle rolled his eyes. "You're welcome your majesty." He tried to stand up, be he found that while he'd been massaging, her tail had not only wrapped around one leg, but worked its way down to his ankles, coiling them both together. "Dentia...Come on, cut it out."

She shrugged innocently, and suddenly he found the expanse of her left sole taking up the whole of his vision. "Now a kiss."

He blinked, sputtering like a broken jet engine. "What!?"

She drummed her toes on the tip of his nose, her scent filling his nostrils. "You can do that, or I can keep you here a bit longer."

Her ultimatum presented, Dentia let him stew for a bit, not letting up with the gentle touches of her toes along his nose.

Caudle's mind was reeling, admittedly it wouldn't be the worse thing in the world to do...far from it for that matter...

He took a deep breath, his senses filled again with her scent, her toes wrapping around his nose as they scrunched in response to his exhale. Without another word, he pursed his lips, and let them press lightly into the center of her sole, the slightly salty, musky taste of her foot gracing his tongue.

That's when the door opened. The two of them froze, this time Dentia's blush was just as hot as Caudle's.

Yuki blinked. Her eyes focused first on Dentia, who lay on the couch in apparent pleasure, her tail wrapped around Caudle's legs. She turned to the mongoose, who was kissing rather deeply into Dentia's sole, frozen with embarrassment as her toes draped over his muzzle. The skunk girl blinked a second time, then a third, her voluminous tail twitching behind her.

"I can explain," Dentia attempted.

Yuki shrugged. "Whatever." She strode into the apartment, grabbed a chair, dragged it next to the couch, and suddenly pressed her feet into Caudle's chest hard enough to force some air out. "I'm next."

End.