Kanako's Doom

"Welcome to Moriya Shrine, ribbit!" Suwako Moriya, goddess of the earth, cheered, her plucky smile tinged with devious amusement. "So glad you could make it! Right this way! We've got a grand selection of worship today!" You'd follow the frog-hatted goddess, who played effortlessly in her guise as a schoolgirl, as she skipped towards the main shrine. Already, the constant laughter filled your ears, and soon enough, you'd see the cause! "Gahahahaha! P-pleehehease! Nohohoooo mooooree!" A red-haired yokai wirh an adorable blue bow, Sekibanki, pleaded and begged, her helpless feet squirming in their restraints, as brushes ruthlessly scraped against her soles. Her floating head was trapped in a box placed right atop her squirming soles, the rest of her body fully contained within the yokai-sealing wood. "Ohhhh gawwhwhaadss! Pleheheheasse!! I-I'm soshoororryyy for saying I'd burhhuhuurrn this place dawahahahwnnn!" Yelped a white haired, red-bowed beauty, a long-lived human by the name of Mokou no Fujiwara. Boxed just like Sekibanki, except, her head was forced to come out at the end of the box, the same magic material preventing her flames from scortching her way out of this. Her surprisingly soft, pampered, pale soles drew in your eyes like they had a spotlight, as claws raked down their lengths, leaving red trails against her blushed skin. "Mmmpphh...! Hhrhrhrhmmpphhh! NNWHWHHWHHHHH!!" But, perhaps shrieking the loudest, despite not even having her head exposed, was the woman right beneath Mokou, who merely had feathers kissing the achingly long, toetied soles of her feet. The only clue to her identity were the stringy sandals left nearby, abandoned, like her hopes of freedom. Suwako hopped over, running a few fingers across the soles of the helpless woman, and giggled. "Rival goddesses can be such a pain! But it's okay, Keiki, you look sooo adorable in your box, ribbit! We forgive you! We just need you to help us out for a few more thousand years, ribbit, and all will be forgiven!" Moans of pure despair filled the air, as the deity in the shape of a girl smirked. "And speaking of forgiveness...!" Of course, all these other ladies, and the many more contained within the shrine, just out of sight, were mere side-pieces to the real star. Once imposing by her mere aura alone, and downright terrifying with just a glare, Kanako Yasaka could not have looked more pitiful. Fully bound, her body extended out, placed right in the center of all the other 'guests' of the shrine, her gorgeous, perfect feet fully toetied in her own custom stocks, she squirmed, a nervous frown on her face. "S-suwako...! L-look...! Wh-when we took that wish, i-it didn't need to include me all... he-helpless like this!" The goddess wriggled in her restraints, just as totally powerless as all the other screaming, boxed beauties, their trapped feet abused by magically animated tools. Her former toady merely giggled, as a downright devilish grin cut across her face. "Ahh, but, ribbit, are you not the magnanimous, all-powerful goddess, Kanako? Did you not promise to serve mortals in exchange for their faith? This is what your followers want, ribbit!" The blond girl crept forward, her long, prehensile tongue creeping out past her lips. "You cannot wiggle your way out of this, hehe! I'll make sure of that! After all... such irresitable feet were made to be worshiped, right, ribbit? Hehe!" "No...! Suwako, no, not like thhhhiiiiiisssss!!!" The purple haired, former head of Moriya shrine squealed hard as her sensitive soles came under attack! Suwako, unable to contain herself, raked her nails across that smooth skin, and wound her tongue through her toes. And yet, as if it didn't impair her at all, the blond little frog gestured to a box nearby, all while Kanako shrieked in laughter. "Whenever you're ready, ribbit, slurp, just drop your donation there! There's lotsa feet to play with...! But, if you asked me, sluuurrp, I think these are the most fun...!" Witnessing the systematic tickle torture of Kanako Yasaka, her stately voice thrown into chaos as even the slightest touch of Suwako's hands and tongue sent her into hysterics, among of course the many others still cackling helplessly and begging uselessly, you'd clutch your coins, pondering just one thing... Where to start? ----------------------------------------------------------------- Finally Kanako got what she deserves in the new Shrine of joy ;D I Am sure she will be VERY HAPPY THERE! praised and worshipped! and make to LAUGH everyday of course! one more commission done and along a story from the commissioner ^^ really hope you like this pic :D A sequel to this lovely one https://codricor1.fanbox.cc/posts/9182445