This is actually a thing. Going rate for a foot massage in Siam Reap is about US2. Caveat: your "masseuses" will be dozens/hundreds of guppy-sized fish nibbling away at the dead/dying skin on your feet and ankles. As you can tell from above, it's a disconcerting concept to those who have not seen or done this before - like these intrepid Aussies. Below is my experience.
Despite how uncomfortable I sound, I kept my feet in for the full 15 minutes. Once the discomfort with how strange the situation is has passed, the effect of the fish actually becomes soothing. If you're ever in Cambodia (or a strange parlor in the heart of Chinatown), give it a shot. You'll be creeped out to the point where all the other weird sh*t around you will seem normal.
P.S. My feet, post-temple-tour and clothed by my one pair of stinky hiking boots and one of my two pair of wool socks that I've worn every day in southeast asia, have to be among the grossest these fish have encountered. At least a few floated to water's surface after a few bites of my fascia.
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