Diamond Tiara was not pleased. She huffed as she stormed out of the schoolhouse. Fists curled and brow furrowed. She was not pleased at all. Her daddy had another business meeting planned and, as usual, Diamond was expected to be on her best behavior. Doing whatever her father's potential business partners desired. Anything. Diamond pouted to herself. It wasn't fair. Playing special games with her daddy was one thing, but sharing *her* beautiful body with strangers was debasing.  Still. It is fun, now and again. Diamond tiara thought to herself. She smirked despite herself.

Diamond Tiara walked past some of her classmates. One of the few ponies in her class to still retain the title blank flank. As if being poor wasn't bad enough. The light yellow pony with the bright pink bow and matching outfit was meeting her older brother. A pair of bumpkins, not even worthy of her contempt. At least, not at the moment. Diamond instead headed towards  her father's fancy car. The driver waiting for her dutifully. Still annoyed at the idea of *serving* another being, she still blushed at the idea of scoring points for her father and herself with some wealthy investor or even a noble. Diamond Tiara blushed and smiled to herself as she was driven to her lavish home.

Later that evening the little heiress was given explicit orders from her father.  Arrive in his office at seven pm sharp. Looking her finest. The haughty little filly smirked at her reflection. Her namesake tiara resting perfectly on her gorgeous pink and white mane. She added a tiny application of sparkling lip gloss to accent her pretty face. Composing herself to put show, she was prepared to sell the family brand as it were.  Diamond Tiara slowly breathed in and out, and then headed to her father's office.

Diamond Tiara calmly entered her daddy's home office. She opened her mouth to greet the assuredly affluent pony who awaited her. She instead gasped. Two ponies were chatting with her daddy, the last two that she would have expecting. Diamond’s blank flank classmate and her simpleton older brother. Applemoss and Whopper, she believed. She didn't quite care. Diamond Tiara's face had an indignant look for all of one second. Before a very stern look from her father let her know to be polite if she knew what was good for her. That episode killed before it started, Filthy Rich cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Ah. Impeccable timing as always, Sweetie." Filthy said. He seemed very relaxed to his daughter. Not surprising, considering the company. But then why was the red stallion similarly lax. Surely her father didn't intend for his upper crust daughter to even *touch* this hillbilly.

Diamond Tiara's gaze shifted back to her father. He was bending behind his desk. Was he reaching for something, or maybe fiddling with his shoe? Filthy broke the silence again.

"Diamond, you remember Big Macintosh, the stallion of Apple household, don't you? His sister here is a classmate of yours. I'm sure you two are close friends." Mr. Rich said to his daughter. As he said this, he motioned the young farm girl towards him. As the girl approached, he began to stroke her hair. The yellow filly didn't recoil and smiled, showing no sign of illuminating the stallion of Diamond Tiara's opinion of her. Diamond responded slowly, sure to keep herself in check in front of her father.

"Yeees, Yes. Dear Appleblossom-"

"Applebloom." Applebloom corrected her.

"Applebloom. One of my besties..." Diamond Tiara finishes, brimming with false enthusiasm.

"Indeed. The Apples, as you know are a huge supplier of produce to our local stores. And after generations of mutually beneficial dealings and a very stellar showing at the last talent show by young Applebloom here, I've decided it was time to...extend the olive branch." Filthy explained. That was it, Diamond Tiara mused. That little slut wore the skimpiest "barbarian princess" in a scene with her two loser friends. Half the town got to see the schoolgirl in barely a thong and an ill-fitting metal bra.

"And after contacting Mr. Macintosh here, He had nothing but praise for your lovely ballet performance." Diamond blushed. That tutu wasn't exactly modest either. So here she was, expected to please this smelly farmer. This was unacceptable. Of course, Diamond Tiara was an obedient daughter. She steeled herself. Externally, she was beaming with pride, bowing to Big Macintosh in thanks for his approval.

"You'll show our guest here the utmost hospitality, won't you?" Filthy Rich asked her. Diamond Tiara nodded her head.

"Of course, Daddy! Anything for you!" The pink filly said. Eager to please the stallions. One of them, genuinely, the other, literally.  Diamond Tiara turned to the red stallion in the work clothing.  She approached him. And put on her "adorable little girl" act.

"Hello, sir! Welcome to our home! If there's anything I can do to make you more comfortable. Please don't hesitate to ask!" She said politely. She knew what she was implying, and it was obvious to her that he did, too. Big Macintosh grinned slightly unsettlingly. Diamond was certain he knew that she was more open to "grown up" interactions, and she was also willing to bet that he and Applebloom had a similar relationship to her and her father. So why the evil smirk. Diamond Tiara guessed that he could see past her facade and sensed her contempt for him. He must be a little smarter than he looks. She assumed that He was going to enjoy her humiliation. She didn't realize how right she was.

"Funny you should mention that, Darlin'. Ya see, your pa and I had a little wager. He's certain you can match the "legendary" hospitality that we Apples are known for. All you have to do is see what my lil' sis does to please your daddy, and do the same thing to me. Understand?" Big Macintosh asked.  Diamond Tiara shifted her gaze to the other filly. Applebloom was returning her gaze, a smug look of vitriol on her face. The blank flank thought she could outdo her,  push her out  of her comfort zone. Well she wouldn't let this farm skank show her up that easily! The little rich girl gulped. Would  she?

"I think so, yes." Diamond affirms. This seems to cause all three other ponies to perk up. Like a plan was going into motion. She was getting a bad feeling about this. Applebloom motioned Filthy Rich to lower his face to hers. She whispered into his ear, causing him to blush. A rare occurrence, this much Tiara knew. Fithy Rich backed his office chair a bit, and Diamond assumed he was going to get up. Instead, he propped his feet onto his desk. Applebloom made a happy expression and moved to the front of his desk. Diamond Tiara winced as Applebloom immediately unlaced and removed the business pony’s loafers as Big Macintosh cleared his throat. Diamond Tiara grimaced, watching the other stallion nudge an end table in front of his chair and kicking up his booted feet, her desire to remain in her father's good graces trumping her distaste for where this is going.  The pink earth filly needed a good deal of her strength to yank off the huge boots in front of her. A glance towards Applebloom shows the young filly rubbing her nose against the black-socked feet of the older stallion. faint noises could be heard and it took a moment for Tiara to realize that it was Applebloom's heavy breathing. Diamond Tiara sighed and gazed at the slightly dirty socks covering big Macintosh's feet. A strong musk was assaulting her dignified senses as it was. The bejeweled child forced herself forward. slowly pressing her nose into the potent fabric. She let a brief squeal of disgust. Causing Macintosh to cock an eyebrow. Diamond Tiara chuckled awkwardly and returned her face to where it belonged.

Big Macintosh motioned his head to the other pair. Diamond saw that Applebloom had backed her head away. and took bit the tip of Rich's left sock. Diamond Tiara was quick to follow and both filly's had removed a sock with their teeth. Next Applebloom takes the tip of the other sock with her fingers and rolled the fabric down past his ankle, giving a very brief feeling of relief to the other filly. That feeling didn't last when the farm girl pulled the foot closer to her and, facing the socked sole, she took the rolled fabric of the sock into her teeth and pulled her face upwards. removing the sock and dragging her lower lip across the entirety of his foot. If Applebloom wasn't enjoying herself, she hid it well. Diamond Tiara looked in dread at the last socked foot. Toes wiggling, waiting for the same treatment. The strong, almost popcorn-like smell was really starting to get to her, but she did what was expected of her. Taking Mac's sock in her teeth, Diamond Tiara got her first taste of what was to come. Both figuratively and literally. Her lower lip felt a moist, stale sweat and a grainy texture of a foot unwashed before putting the footwear on. With the sock finally removed. Diamond Tiara gagged as silently as she could. 

Quick to regain her composure, Diamond Tiara got her first good look at Big Macintosh's bare soles in all of their glory. His feet rested on the table, soles facing the poor girl. Large, even for adult males. His toes splayed and the surface of his broad soles had a layer of dirt and sweat coating them. obscuring the bright red coloring. It was all Diamond Tiara could do to not recoil in revulsion. Big Macintosh chuckled to himself and wiggled his toes. Applebloom giggled and called out to the other filly.

"You're not chickening out already, are ya' DT?" Applebloom asked in a mocking tone. Still maintaining the "friendship" that they shared. A glance at her father steeled the haughty filly's resolve. At least for a moment. Holding Filthy Rich's large sole in her hands and still locking eyes with Diamond. Applebloom brought her face back to Filthy's now bare sole and pressed her face into it. Loud smacking noises eminated from the union of Applebloom's face and Filthy Rich's foot. The filly was kissing his smelly sole and nuzzling it at the same time. Diamond Tiara looked back at Macintosh's feet. She gulped. For  Daddy...

Big Mac's sole slowly took over her entire view as she brought her face into it. Like a slow motion film of running into a dirty brick wall. Another quiet squeal came from Diamond Tiara's mouth as she willed her body into it's repulsive action. the flesh of his foot giving a bit, as well as the flesh of her nose as they smushed into each other. A sharp stench of stale cheddar cheese engulfed her as his feet conquered her sense of smell as well as her sight.  Diamond Tiara retched and had to back her head away. Applebloom was still happily rubbing her face into the other stallion's foot. And Diamond knew that further stalling would be looked harshly upon. Big Macintosh seemed to enjoy her disgust. But she knew she had to keep up the eager facade. She practically smashed her face back into his grimy sole. Kissing it repeatedly with puckered lips. Without thinking, her mouth began to open. and the rank air began to enter into the moist sanctum of her jaw. The young filly sucked down the nauseating aroma. She couldn't even consider backing off now as Big Mac used the top of his other foot to lock her into place, pressing firmly against the back of her head.

"Keep kissing, but open you more." Mac told her. Diamond complied. Open mouth kissing his bare sole, and letting just a hint of the tart flavor in. Her mind almost hazy from the heavy aroma of his feet, Tiara's sensitive lips felt every callous and every bit of dirt on his soft, warm, and moist foot. 

She was forced to gain a very intimate knowledge of the farm pony's masculine feet. The two filly's continued serving the adult stallions for what felt like hours to the little heiress. Big Macintosh and Filthy Rich chatted a mixture of dealings and small talk. Applebloom seemed to be in heaven, Diamond Tiara, a smelly purgatory. As the minutes passed, Big Mac's feet seemed to get even stronger. It was maddening!

Eventually, her daddy said something that brought the pink filly out of her entranced kissing.

"That feels lovely, Applebloom. I could sit here and let you have at my feet all night!" Diamond Tiara squeezed her eyes shut at the thought. But what Apple says in response made her prefer a night of simple kissing.

"That's mighty flattering, mister. But I wanna do something else, If'n ya don't mind." Applebloom said enthusiastically.

"Go right ahead, Sweetie!" Diamond Tiara hears her father’s response and as if on cue, Big Macinstosh lowered his foot to let her see what happened next. Applebloom steals a quick glance to her classmate and then opens her mouth as wide as she can. Applebloom then extended her tongue and Diamond Tiara's jaw dropped as Applebloom's tongue pressed firmly against Filthy Rich's sweaty foot. She licked from the back of his heal to the tip of his toes, showing no sign of disgust at all. Filthy reacted pleasurably to this and looked over to his daughter. His gazing telling her all she needs to know.

"Mmm! I'm gonna lick these handsome feet clean!" Applebloom said, spelling Diamond's repulsive task out for her. A tear or two escapes her eyes as she opens her mouth and plants her tongue firmly against Big Macintosh's huge feet. An explosion of sharp sour flavor nearly floors the filly. Diamond Tiara struggled to hide her revulsion, but continued to lap away at the nearly black layer of grime on the stallion's soles. One lick after another took more and more sweat and dirt from his foot and deposited it further back into her mouth. Finally, with a graying tongue and a mouth full of muddy, bitter saliva. Diamond had to perform the dreaded act. She had to swallow the muck, she had licked. Her throat seized up at the act and she needed all the willpower she could muster, but she took the miasma into her body, the upper crust filly getting a taste of some lower crust. Diamond Tiara let out a gasp and looked at Big Mac, who gave her a look of approval. Applebloom was attacking Filthy's feet with a true passion. Something Diamond Tiara knew she was going to have to match, nay, surpass. Macintosh's feet were larger and required much more thorough of a cleaning. Despairing at this realization. Diamond Tiara's mouth returned to Big Mac's huge sole and licked as firmly and quickly as she possibly could. Treating his soles like gourmet ice cream, Diamond Tiara made her tongue travel as far as it could. Until it collected enough to fully cover itself if the stallion's rank foot filth. At this point, another swallow is in order, And she swallowed each time. Each swallow getting harder and harder, taking about a dozen or so licks worth of flavorful grime into her belly. Diamond Tiara whimpered as she looked at his foot and realized that only maybe a third of one foot was its original red color. Most of his sole was still coated in a layer of cheesy black, including all of his toes. And she still had another foot to do!

Diamond Tiara could not bring herself to displease her father, and so resumed her oral assault on the huge meal in front of her. Slurping away until her spit turned the filth into mud. Diamond Tiara's lips turned dark with the scum she was eating. Despite wanting to vomit, consumed the layer of filth covering his heel up to the ball of his foot, a new challenge was met with his toes. Her spirit shattered as she saw the fetid clumps of grime that rested between his toes. At first she thought they were a little dirtier than the rest of his feet. But upon closer inspection, She realized that it was actual chunks of toe jam. If her stomach was reeling from the dirt of his sole, she couldn't even imagine taking this in without collapsing. But Diamond knew she wasn't getting out of this. And she knew it was best to do it as quickly as possible. Big Mac grinned and spread his toes as if to say "Eat up!"

And Diamond Tiara did just that. Taking his big and index toe in her fingers. She pulled them apart and thrust her mouth forward. Wrapping her lips around the toe jam entirely and biting into it.  Diamond nearly screamed. The toe-jam was crusty on the outside, and softer, mushier on the inside. Like some sick joker make a aged-cheese flavored skittle. Diamond Tiara moaned and began to chew the mess. having to really chomp into it, shifting an adult stallions toe jam around her mouth with her tongue, the rancid, sour taste burning away at her poor tongue, forcing her hardest swallow yet. Diamond takes a minute to regain her morale. She then resumed her work on his nasty toes. Kissing them, licking them, sucking them, and eating away at every last bit of toe jam.

She felt a small feeling of triumph at one foot done. Clean and glistening with her saliva. The feeling didn't last when she looked back at her father and Applebloom. Applebloom was well into licking his second foot clean. Big Mac was really enjoying her determination and was happy to give her his second foot to work on. Diamond found that the bulk of his sole wasn't so bad after consuming his toe jam, but it still took a lot of work. And even pretending that what she was eating was actual food. She was starting to get full. Her belly gurgled as she licked and licked, getting her second huge helping of grimy filth. The stale popcorn flavor and the texture of his dirty feet toying with her young mind.

As Diamond Tiara nearly finished the ball of Big Mac's second foot, she could see that Applebloom was sucking on Mr. Rich's toes and Diamond knew that she had lost their little race. Diamond knew that she had to put on a show to make up for it. Diamond Tiara sighed, and sacrificed that last of her dignity. She reached above her head and took off her namesake diamond tiara. She gazed at the small, incomplete hoop that made the base of the tiara, and without a second thought scraped one of the tips of the tiara betwixt Macintosh's still filthy toes. Using her most prized possession as a makeshift eating utensil, Diamond Tiara took a large chunk of toe jam with her head wear and slowly placed into inside her mouth. Acting like she was savoring it. The other three ponies around her looked pleased. This relieved her some as she struggled with her mouthful of crumbly despair. As she slowly chewed, she noticed Applebloom removing her large bow. Applebloom decided to follow Diamond Tiara's example, and use her own headwear, a long, pink ribbon in this case to pleasure the feet of her company. She began to floss the spaces between Filthy's toes, eliciting a pleasured response from the stallion. And then makes a show of inhaling the now tainted fabric.

Diamond, meanwhile was generating saliva, magnifying the already unbearable flavor of the working ponies toe jam. But aiding in the process of swallowing. So she could get a jumpstart on digesting her "meal." After Diamond took another few bites of sour, cheesy toe jam she felt small hands around her shoulder. Applebloom spun her around to face her. Diamond, still having a mouthful of vile filth did not expect the depths of Appleblooms lust. The other filly brought her mouth to hers. And Diamond opened her mouth in shock, allowing Applebloom access to Tiara's mouth, and half dissolved toe jam within. Applebloom locked lips with her and began to use her tongue to shovel some of the grime into her own mouth. and then vice versa. Both stallions looked on as their two young relatives literally snowballed toe cheese. Diamond Tiara blushed. Their two tongues crushed a large piece between them. As the fillies ate the last of it, they broke the kiss. Big Mac had a few mouthfuls of toe jam left. Each one was shared in a similar fashion. The stallions enjoying the depraved grade school make out session. Rich and Macintosh still had the two headpieces shifting between their toes. Applebloom took the tiara in her hands and began to lick it clean. In turn, Diamond tiara sucked all of the sweat and filth of her own father's feet from the loose ribbon.

Diamond and Applebloom spent another hour or so, on their backs, on the floor with four big, bare feet rubbing into their faces and soon bare chests. The night ended soon after. But Diamond Tiara knew her father greatly enjoyed the session. and she had to accept a new staple to her diet. Filthy Rich and many of his employees began to spend their days working barefoot, in sandals, or even in huge winter boots. All the while getting some time with the little filly whenever they could. Productivity has never been better. And the Apples visited many more times in the future...