Torchwood Foot Story

Torchwood Fan Story-Watch Where You Step.

It had started out as a run-of-the-mill artefact retrieval from a known rift hotspot, but the situation had now escalated nearly to the point of crisis. Gwen was behind the wheel of Torchwood’s powerful black SUV with Toshiko sitting beside her, tracking the ‘life form’ that was now causing havoc on the streets of Cardiff. Gwen swerved around a slow moving heavy goods vehicle while Toshiko yelled out directions.

“Take a sharp left here!”

“It’s a motorway Toshi, the only way is straight ahead”

“Well it’s just taken a sharp left and is now bearing down on a residential area”

“Fine!”

Gwen yanked hard on the steering wheel and cut across three lanes of traffic, narrowly avoiding several collisions with oncoming traffic to reach a small slip road that branched off the motorway “Happy now?” She didn’t get a reply to her sarcastic comment because Tosh was now focusing all her concentration on the small laptop computer in front of her.

“What was that thing?” Gwen asked to break the tense silence.

“Some kind of giant bug I think, all I saw was a huge green flash and those beastly wings flapping away…yuck”

Yuck was right Gwen thought to herself. “Why does Jack always send a skeleton crew to these kinds of things anyway? He knows the trouble we usually get into” Toshiko nodded her silent agreement and pointed to a dirt road that branched off the slip road on the right “Down there, it appears to have found itself a nice abandoned warehouse to roost in”. Gwen brought the speeding SUV to a skidding halt in front of the dark and damp storage space and grabbed her 9mm pistol from the glove compartment. Toshiko checked her own weapon was safely tucked in her belt before opening the passenger door of the 4X4. Her flip flop clad feet made contact with the sharp gravel of the warehouses driveway and Toshi immediately cursed herself for not wearing her normal sturdy high heeled boots. But it had been so hot in the Hub over the last few days because of a malfunctioning thermostat that she couldn’t bear the heavy leather on her delicate Japanese toes. She had even painted her toe nails a lovely summer shade of lavender so she could colour coordinate with her light purple blouse.

Gwen on the other hand was far more sensible and was wearing one of her many pairs of boots on this ‘outing’ and the gravel crunched ominously beneath their heavy soles. “Lets split up and find this thing as quickly as possible” Gwen suggested tensely and Toshi nodded her reluctant agreement and began to jog towards the warehouses side door, her flip flops slapping loudly against her supple Asian soles.

Gwen walked up to the warehouses front door thinking how glad she was that her pale and very ticklish feet were safely encased in stylised beige leather as opposed to how exposed and vulnerable Toshiko’s cute little feet were in her black flip flops. Gwen tried yanking the heavy steel sliding door aside but found it to be solidly locked. Taking a step back, Gwen levelled her 9mm at the locking mechanism and fired successive shots into it. The lock blew apart and Gwen put all of her strength into rolling the heavy door aside, wondering how the hell the alien bug had managed to get inside this fortress at all. She took a step into the oppressive darkness with her weapon held in a secure two-handed grip like Jack had taught her, scanning every nook and cranny for signs of the giant insect. Suddenly there was a fluttering sound from the warehouses second floor and Gwen made her way further into the darkness.

Toshiko tried to force the door on the side of the warehouse, but noticed a smashed window on the second floor while she was recovering. Noticing an emergency fire ladder bolted to the wall near the opening, Toshiko approached it and began to climb. The hard metal rungs of the ladder pushed painfully against the thin soles of her flip flops as she climbed, causing her soft olive coloured soles to tingle uncomfortably. She had just reached the bottom of the window when the ladder suddenly collapsed under her weight. Toshi flung her arms out and grabbed the bottom of the window frame to stop herself tumbling a good ten feet back to the ground.

Scrabbling madly with her hands and feet, Toshiko tried to pull herself through the dark opening. One of her flip flops flew right off her left foot, leaving her to scramble at the wall with her foot completely bare. After digging her scrumptious Asian toes into the gaps between the bricks, Toshiko managed to pull herself up through the window. Just as she was pulling her legs through the window, Toshi felt her other flip flop slide from her right foot and tumble through the air. After she had finished pulling herself through the window, Toshi placed her lovely Japanese bare feet uncertainly onto the cold and grit covered floor of the warehouse. Her sumptuous soft soles were not used to being bare on such a coarse hard surface and Toshi found herself stopping to caress her bare feet every few steps she took into the gloom. The only plus side to being barefoot in such a horrible place was that the only sound her light footsteps made was the soft slapping of her soft soles against the hard stone surface of the floor.

As she continued on into the warehouse, Toshiko noticed how the moonlight filtering in from the warehouses windows highlighted her painted toe nails and made them glisten gorgeously in the dark and dank storage area. I really do have nice feet, Toshiko thought as she allowed herself to glance down at them as she walked. From her dainty ankles all the way down to the tips of her succulent toes was covered in a radiant oriental tan, while her sumptuous soles maintained an irresistible olive paleness that set them off perfectly. Oh how she wanted Owen to gently caress her gorgeous feet as she worked at her tech station in the Hub. Shaking herself out of her fantasy, Toshiko drew her weapon at the sound of beating wings somewhere ahead in the warehouse and took a cautious unshod step towards what she hoped would be an easy alien catch.

Gwen fumbled blindly into the darkness, trying her best to get some kind of direction on the incessant beating of the creature’s wings that seemed to emanate from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Finding her way to a slightly better lit stair way, Gwen began to dash up it with an energy born of wanting to catch this thing as soon as possible. Suddenly, she came to a stumbling stop as she realised she couldn’t lift her booted feet off the third and fourth steps of the staircase. Switching on her flash light, Gwen focused the beam on her stuck feet and found that her boots were coated in some kind of sticky mucus that appeared to be running slowly down the metal staircase like a river of acid green jelly. “Yuck!” she exclaimed loudly and tried with all her might to pull her feet free of their sticky prison but to no avail. She even tried grabbing a water pipe that hung from the ceiling at head height in a vain attempt to gain leverage.

Seeing no other way of escape, Gwen reluctantly reached down and slid her trouser legs up to her calves, revealing the zips to her favourite pair of beige high heeled boots. She ran both zips down to her ankles and pulled her socked feet free of her boots one at a time. Realising that either way she went would mean battling her way through the goo, Gwen reluctantly decided to go up and placed her stripy sock covered left foot onto the fifth stair, while raising her right foot and slapping it down on the goo covered sixth step. The substance soaked through her thin cotton socks almost immediately and felt icy cold and clammy against her feet as it seeped in.

As she tried pulling her left foot free of the fifth stair, Gwen could feel her sock sliding down her leg and past her prominent ankle. The goo won the exhausting battle and her sock finally slipped off the tips of her small and pale toes. Gwen saw it fall and be swallowed up by the viscous glue-like substance coating the step and shuddered. Groaning out loud, Gwen lifted her barefoot and slowly eased her pink sole onto the freezing gunk. The stuff closed almost immediately around her pale and sumptuous foot and forced itself between her cute small toes. It felt as if her foot was encased in ice and Gwen felt reluctant about putting her socked right foot through the same torment but it beat being stuck there all night.

Pulling with all her might, Gwen watched with disgust as her other sock was yanked off her foot and consumed by the river of green gushing past her. Now completely barefoot, Gwen tried to pull her pale and creamy size six feet from the icy cold prison they now found themselves in. But they would only hover a centimetre from the staircase before the icy adhesive would pull them back down with a wet slap. She could feel the viscous liquid squelching in between her toes as she tried to force her lovely rounded heels away from the goo’s sticky grasp.  Suddenly, Gwen could hear very soft footsteps heading in her direction and raised her pistol defensively.

Toshiko’s pretty face appeared from around a corner with a wan smile “Am I ever glad to see you Gwen” she said. Gwen’s eyes drifted down to Toshi’s cute Asian feet, which she realised, were also bare.

“Likewise Tosh, now why exactly did you take your shoes off? Going Bohemian on us?”

“Something like that” Toshiko replied wiggling her elegant toes “Would you like a hand?”

“That would be wonderful, but don’t step in the green stuff”

Tosh looked down the stairs and noticed Gwen’s boots and socks jutting out from what appeared to be green gelatine and suppressed an amused smile. Grabbing hold of a wall mounted pipe, Toshi leaned across and offered a dainty hand to Gwen who grabbed it firmly. After a few minutes, the two women’s combined strength began to have an effect on the unyielding adhesive. Gwen’s left foot came free with a sickening sucking sound, followed by her right foot and she made extra sure she stepped on the few parts of the stairs that weren’t covered in goo and made it to the top of the staircase.

As they made their way towards where they could hear the alien moving around, Gwen noticed that her sensitive bare soles were still slightly coated in the alien gunk and she was leaving acid green toe prints behind her. She also noticed the newfound confidence in which Toshiko was walking through the dark and dirty warehouse in her bare feet and was silently impressed. Gwen also noticed the slight flutter she felt in her stomach every time se glanced down at Toshiko’s slightly tanned feet, with their olive soles glistening in the moonlight that was streaming through the warehouse windows. Gwen actually found herself feeling genuine envy towards how gorgeous Toshiko’s elongated toes looked with their lovely lavender nails. Gwen looked down at her own pale toes and cursed herself for not at least splashing on some cheap red polish, but it wasn’t as if her feet were ever on show; until tonight Gwen thought sourly.

Suddenly, Gwen felt something sharp stab into the sensitive sole of her left foot and she yelped. “What’s wrong?” Toshiko asked, stopping. “Something sharp just jabbed my foot” Gwen replied between pained gasps. Bending down next to where Gwen now sat leaning against a wall, Toshiko took Gwen’s injured barefoot into her delicate hands. Noticing the small steel staple sticking out of Gwen’s sumptuous pale sole, Toshiko pulled it out and began to wipe the small amount of blood with a tissue. Gwen suddenly giggled like a school girl and small toes of the foot Toshiko was holding scrunched up adorably.

“Careful Toshi that tickles” Gwen gasped.

An amusing, but slightly cruel idea suddenly crept through Toshiko’s mind as she stared down at Gwen’s vulnerable and obviously ticklish bare feet. Holding Gwen’s left foot in place with one arm; Toshiko cheekily ran her finger nails along the length of Gwen’s wonderfully pale sole. Gwen exploded in a fit of giggles and tried her best to free her trapped foot, but to no avail.

“Stop it Tosh please! It tickles too much”

Eventually, after several minutes of relentless tickling in which Toshi actually managed to tickle Gwen in between each of her toes, Gwen pulled her foot free and glowered at her fellow operative.

“Damn you Tosh, why did you have to tickle me?”

“I think its apt revenge for the numerous times you’ve upstaged me in front of everybody else” Tosh answered grinning. Gwen glared at her a second longer before she found herself once again looking down at Tosh’s bare feet.

“Toshi, How do you get your feet looking so nice?” Gwen asked suddenly.

Toshiko dropped her own gaze to her own exposed feet “Well, I always take my shoes off the moment I get home, my socks too if it’s hot. I also rub moisturiser all over my soles and toes and I also make an appointment for a thorough pedicure at least once a month, why?

Gwen stared down at her own feet “Because my feet are ugly and I’m sick of wearing huge boots in the middle of summer”

Toshiko’s expression softened “You’re feet aren’t ugly Gwen, you just need to paint your nails and wear nicer shoes. I actually think your feet are actually really pretty, you just don’t show them off enough” Gwen looked up a Toshi with a small smile “Really?”

“Really, now lets go find this alien so we can get out of here”

Gwen spent a few seconds examining her feet in great detail as if she had never seen them before. She gave her pale sumptuous toes a quick wiggle before she got to her feet and followed Toshiko into the darkness with her soles feeling delightfully cool against the warehouses concrete floor as she walked.

They found the alien hiding in one of the warehouses side rooms, but it decided to teleport away before they could reach it. What Toshiko and Gwen didn’t realise though was the large amount of sticky slime the creature had left all over the floor. They walked straight into the puddle of gunge and felt it absorb their bare feet almost immediately.

“Yuck” Toshiko exclaimed as she tried to pull her bare feet free of the vile sticky liquid “My feet are completely stuck”

“Mine too” Gwen replied, struggling to pull her own creamy white feet free of the troublesome adhesive.

After nearly an hour of intense struggling, Toshiko managed to pull a gunk covered foot free of its prison and slap it onto some clean concrete behind her. “I’m almost free” she said triumphantly. After a few more minutes of exertion, Toshiko’s gorgeous feet were free of the green mess and she took several steps back to evaluate Gwen’s situation. Gwen’s feet were two sizes larger than Toshiko’s size three and a half dainty toes and as such she was finding it a lot harder to free them from the lime coloured gunge.

Noticing a rope handing from a nearby beam, Toshiko rushed over and grabbed, her gunge coated soles still sticking slightly to the concrete as she walked. She returned and threw the rope at Gwen “Grab this and hold on” she instructed. Grabbing hold of the rope, Gwen began to pull her feet free as Toshiko began to pull on the rope; their combined strength finally forced the adhesive gunge to yield. The momentum threw Gwen clear of the puddle, causing her to collide with Toshiko and the two women tumbled to the ground in a fit of nervous laughter.

After several minutes of using a pack of tissues Toshiko found in her handbag to clean the horrible mess off their feet, both women stared at their now clean feet with satisfaction. “At least we can get out of here without our feet sticking to the floor with every step” Toshiko observed optimistically. Gwen nodded and started to massage her tired bare soles “Ooh that’s good” she purred to herself. Suddenly she felt a pair of hands clasping her other foot and started rubbing the slightly sore spot near her heel; Gwen looked up and saw Toshiko gently caressing her foot with a look of great care on her face.

“My Mother taught me the basics of massage” Toshiko said in reply to Gwen’s surprised expression “It will make you feel better”

Gwen smiled and rested her other foot in Toshi’s lap “Thanks Tosh, you’re doing much better than Reese’s attempts at rubbing my feet” Toshiko gave Gwen a thorough foot massage that felt as if somebody was wrapping her feet gently in silk and left her scrumptious pale toes feeling better than they had in years. They walked back to the SUV giggling about the night they had had and making plans to meet up and get their feet seen to by the pedicurist on Cardiff Bay.

The End.