Rei/Rentaro Story (Preview 2) (Patreon)

 Normally, Rei had a pretty good sense for when Rentaro or other tinies attempted to hitch a ride in her footwear but, due to how much of a rush she was in combined with the poor condition of her socks, his presence went mostly unnoticed. 

Even when Rentaro got an occasional taste of her sweat or “accidentally” rubbed his tongue against her toe during one of her steps, the feeling was no different from a moist bit of sock fluff or loose thread just waiting to be flattened into submission to relieve her annoyance. For the most part, just being near her toes was enough for Rentaro. Feeling the heat and odor begin to fill up and permeate the atmosphere around him was one hundred times more invigorating than lounging in her discarded socks but her violent and rapid footsteps shook his tiny body all across the toe end of her shoe. Like a tiny pebble, he was unccontrolleably flung between each of her toes. He could tell Rei was starting to grow annoyed at her “little pebble” by the way her toes reacted every time his body mistakenly brushed up against them. Jutting forward like an alligator attempting to snare its prey, he could tell that her sweaty digits would show no mercy to him.

Not wanting things to go too far just yet, Rentaro grabbed on tightly to the end of her sock and tied himself to the “wall” with loose threads. Breathing heavily from exhaustion and to circulate as much of Rei’s odor into his body, he tried to relax for as long as he could until Rei’s tournament began. During his break from his big little sister’s unrelenting toes, he heard her voice once more followed by the distinct sound of a car door slamming shut. 

“Sorry, Tsukikage. I had to get something real quick.” She said, out of breath as she sat relaxed in the passenger seat. 

“It’s no problem, my lady. I deeply apologize for getting inconveniencing you with the laundry once again, however…” Eyes glancing towards her shoes, she started the car and began to driving to the tennis venue. “If you were in need of spare garments, you could have borrowed some of mine or Madame Kitagawa’s. I’m sure your own mother would not be upset if you used a pair of her socks.” Tsukikage chuckled. 

“Why are you only telling me this now?! And why after you already started driving?” She groaned, face palming at her lack of awareness. During the car ride, Rei idly looked out the window while clutching her tennis bag confidently. Meanwhile, Rentaro was in a bit of bind thanks to her idle movements. Despite her cool and confident front, Rei’s true feelings were felt like a magnitude seven earthquake as her foot nervously jittered up and down. In his safe spot restrained by Rei’s sock threads at the toe end, this vibration was intense but not too dangerous, however, his resistance only held up for a few seconds before his grip on the sweaty cloth around him gave out and he was shaken out of his hiding spot and neatly positioned directly beneath his sister’s anxious big toe. Before he could even understand what was happening his minuscule body was endlessly pounded by a hulking mass of flesh that was many times his size.

Slammed against the sweat soaked sock and sweat producing toe over and over again, Rentaro struggled to breathe. Any time her foot would lift off of him, every struggling attempt to breathe would be met with a mouthful of sweat. Whether it was stale, sock fluff, laced sweat from her footwear or fresh sweat from the pores of her toes, Rentaro unwillingly (and willingly) gulped down nearly a gallon of her sweat before her digits began to relax. He was having the time of life as the salty overpowering flavor completely filled his mouth. She hadn’t even made it to the tournament and her nervousness was already causing her to sweat up a storm but at the same time, Rentaro couldn’t help be feel a little bad. These thoughts were interrupted, however, as her toe came to a rest directly on top of him. 

While not as intense, her minor movements still caused his bones to creak. On the brightside, his nose was now positioned between Rei’s toe ridges so breathing was no longer an issue. In this position, the smell was truly amazing. Every deep inhale sent a pleasurable shock throughout his entire body. Lustful drool rushed out of his mouth to the point where he couldn’t tell if the liquid streaming down his mouth was his saliva or Rei’s sweat. Even if it was impossible for him to see out the car in his current position, he could tell that tournament venue had come into view. The jitters that scrambled his brain and beat the poor tiny to a pulp slowly began to start up. In a strange attempt to comfort her, Rentaro began to hug and lick the face of Rei’s big toe. Despite the risk of revealing his perverted position he still held on desperately to provide his nervous sister with some degree of reassurement. 

The jitters that had begun to start up soon faded away, and somehow, Rei was none the wiser of her little big brother’s spot beneath her titanic sweat-drenched digit. From her perspective, she was just distracting her nervous brain by poking and prodding at a small lost pebble or torn ball of sock fluff. Typically, stuff like that annoyed her the most, but this particular “foreign object” beneath her toe felt really good. Seeing as it calmed her nerves, Rei didn’t hold back in playing with Rentaro’s tiny body. From his perspective, the jig was up. As her toes began rubbing him along the bottom of her sock, Rentaro completely believed she was taking her anger out on him. Eventually as they became more active with his body, Rentaro attempted to crawl away. This effort was futile as any distance was instantly squandered by Rei’s toes dragging him back to the exact position he started. Amidst the intense struggle, a mature voice seemed to interrupt Rei’s absent-minded fun.

“We’re here, my lady.” Tsukikage said, stopping the car near the entrance of the tournament venue and stepping out to get the door for Rei. Upon being snapped out of her trance, Rei skillfully manuevered Rentaro’s body into the gap between her toe gap and got out of the car.

“Are you sure you can’t watch me?” Rei said, gloomily looking at the ground.

“My sincerest apologies.” She said, caressing her hair. “I need to pick up your mother from the airport.”

“Oh, okay then…” Rei sighed. If her disappointment was obvious to Tsukikage, then it was absolutely apparent to Rentaro. He didn’t even think it was possible to show so much emotions with just your toes, but as they clenched his body intensely he could feel just how frustrated she was. 

“Would it be possible to pick up Rentaro and drop him off here before you go to the airport?” Rei bashfully pleaded while fidgeting with her tennis bag. Normally, Tsukikage would have no problem with fulfilling such a simple request even if it meant going off schedule. However, due to the unfortunate circumstances of Rentaro’s perversion, revealing his true position to Rei would only worsen her mood. Hearing their muffled conversation, Rentaro couldn’t help but feel extremely guilty. The horrible feelings welling up within him were enough to completely erase every trace of lust within him. Even when he was in paradise, the shame he felt was so immense that he was willing to fight tooth and nail to crawl out of her shoe to comfort Rei. This was also impossible, however, as her toes were practically imprisoning him at the moment. He also had no way of contacting either of them since his phone was lost and most likely crushed under the ball of her foot when she was nervously jittering in the car.

“Unfortunately—” Averting her gaze, Tsukikage’s lie was cut off as soon as the first word left her mouth.

“Forget it. He’d probably sneak into the locker rooms mid match so it wouldn’t have mattered if he was here or not.” Gritting her teeth, Rei clicked her tongue and turned to walk away. Before she could get further away, Tsukikage quickly turned Rei around and pulled her into a loving embrace.

"Even if we can't be physically present, your mother, myself, and especially your brother, will always be cheering you on from wherever we are.” Letting her go, Tsukikage kneeled and reached towards her untied laces. “You’ve worked exceptionally hard, my lady.