“Deal.” You agree. What choice did you really have? It was basically take a hit to your pride (which you pretty much sacrificed with your arm wrestling lose anyway) or get tortured for an hour.

You hear another wave of laughter on the superheroines part in the background.

“Ok remember I want to hear really loud sniffing…you got it? Canary reminds you.

You nod.

“Good.”

Taking deep breaths you begin sniffing Canary’s stockinged feet repeatedly as she rubs them around on your face getting you to smell every area. You sniff her heels, then up her soles sniffing her arches, insteps and the balls of her feet. After that you sniff all of her toes one by one. She even makes you sniff in between each of her nylon covered toes which are by far the worst smelling part of her feet. This is only made worse by the fact that she takes the opportunity to use her feet to playfully pinch your nose while you’re doing that. Not wanting to give Canary an excuse to torture you any more than she promised, you really put your full effort into your task taking deep long whiffs every time almost making it seem you enjoyed the experience. Needless to say 5 minutes seems to go by very slowly and you start feeling lightheaded and dizzy way before your time is up. Who knew a woman’s smelly could have a kryptonite like affect on you? Of course if you weren’t Superman…you probably would have passed out long ago.

After what seems like more then enough time, you give Canary a pleading glance.

…What happens?