The tour guide

by Gio Multipod

A handsome boytaur taxi driver moonlights as a tour guide to their beautiful city.

Piedina Boytaur Stories, #3 The Piedina Chronicles, #4 922 words Added Jun 2024 595 views 5.0 stars (1 vote)

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It was just past noon when Jeremy received a call from the dispatcher. A group of boytaur tourists needed a ride from their hotel to explore Piedicago, Piedina’s vibrant counterpart of Chicago. With his four wristfeet and six anklefeet ready for the task, Jeremy eagerly accepted the job, knowing this was his chance to show off his city and his exceptional driving skills.

Arriving at the luxurious hotel, Jeremy parked his taxi with ease. His hindmost anklefeet controlled the brakes, bringing the vehicle to a smooth stop, while his middle anklefeet effortlessly turned the steering wheel to align perfectly with the curb. His front anklefeet, stretched behind his head for support, kept him balanced.

As the tourists approached, Jeremy greeted them with a warm smile. His front left wristfoot opened the rear door, while his front right wristfoot extended to offer assistance if needed. The group of three hunky boytaurs, each with a sense of excitement and curiosity, climbed into the spacious taxi, their eyes wide with anticipation.

“Welcome to Piedicago!” Jeremy said, his back left wristfoot adjusting the sound system to play a lively, upbeat tune. “I’m Jeremy, your driver and tour guide for the day. Where would you like to go first?”

As the tourists settled in, Jeremy used his back right wristfoot to start the fare meter. The boytaurs exchanged glances and then one of them spoke up, “We’ve heard so much about the famous spots here. Could you take us to the Cloud Gate first?”

Jeremy nodded, his front left wristfoot deftly tapping on the GPS to set the destination. With his middle anklefeet steering and his hindmost anklefeet pressing the gas pedal, the taxi glided smoothly into traffic.

Arriving at Millennium Park, Jeremy expertly maneuvered into a parking spot. His front anklefeet kept him stable as his hindmost anklefeet gently pressed the brakes. He turned to the tourists, his front right wristfoot pointing towards the iconic Cloud Gate.

“This is the famous Cloud Gate, or as locals call it, ‘The Bean’. It’s a must-see for all visitors,” Jeremy explained, his back left wristfoot gesturing to the mirrored sculpture. “Would you like to take some photos?”

The boytaurs eagerly stepped out, their anklefeet carrying them towards the sculpture. Jeremy joined them, his four wristfeet free to assist with taking pictures, adjusting angles, and even pointing out the best spots for selfies.

Next on the list was the Art Institute of Piedicago. Jeremy’s wristfeet made the drive enjoyable and informative. His front left wristfoot pointed out interesting buildings, while his front right wristfoot adjusted the volume of the music to a comfortable level. His back left wristfoot occasionally rolled down the windows to let in the fresh air, making the ride more pleasant.

At the Art Institute, Jeremy parked with precision. His middle anklefeet steered into a tight spot, while his hindmost anklefeet managed the brakes. The tourists were impressed by his skill and flexibility.

“Here we are,” Jeremy said, using his front left wristfoot to point towards the grand entrance. “The Art Institute is home to some of the finest collections of boytaur art. Take your time, and I’ll be right here when you’re ready to move on.”

After exploring the Art Institute, the boytaurs were ready for some fun at Navy Pier. Jeremy navigated through the busy streets, his middle anklefeet smoothly turning the wheel, while his front anklefeet provided support and stability.

As they arrived, Jeremy found a convenient drop-off spot. “Navy Pier is perfect for a mix of entertainment, food, and great views of the city,” he explained, his back right wristfoot adjusting the meter. “Enjoy the Ferris wheel and the boat rides!”

With the afternoon turning to evening, the boytaurs decided to wrap up their tour with a visit to the Signature Room at the 95th for some stunning views and a delicious meal. Jeremy’s taxi moved effortlessly through the city’s traffic, thanks to his skilled driving. His front left wristfoot engaged in casual conversation with the tourists, answering questions and sharing interesting tidbits about Piedicago’s history.

Arriving at the John Hancock Center, Jeremy parked near the entrance, his hindmost anklefeet managing the pedals with precision. He turned to the tourists, his front right wristfoot opening the door.

“Enjoy your dinner and the breathtaking views,” Jeremy said warmly. “It’s been a pleasure showing you around Piedicago.”

The boytaurs stepped out, their faces beaming with satisfaction. “Thank you, Jeremy. You’ve been an amazing guide,” one of them said, extending his wristfoot in a gesture of gratitude. Jeremy responded with a friendly footshake, his front right wristfoot intertwining with the tourist’s.

As Jeremy drove back to his base, his heart swelled with pride. His unique way of driving, with his hindmost anklefeet on the pedals, middle anklefeet on the steering wheel, and front anklefeet providing support, had made him an exceptional taxi driver. His four wristfeet had allowed him to multitask and interact with his passengers in ways that set him apart.

Jeremy knew that his ability to navigate Piedicago’s streets while providing a warm, engaging experience had made the tourists’ visit unforgettable. And as the city lights flickered in the rearview mirror, Jeremy felt a deep sense of fulfillment, knowing he had shared the beauty and charm of Piedicago with those eager to discover it.

Piedina Boytaur Stories, #3 The Piedina Chronicles, #4 922 words Added Jun 2024 595 views 5.0 stars (1 vote)

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