This choice: You keep your cool...for now. | Go Back Chapter 9: Servicing John Next (ID #1099468) an addition by: Cryptosporidium137 ![View readingmaster1's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author John's patience finally ran thin as he stomped his big foot onto the patio. "Okay, My turn!" He blurted. "Awww man! I was just starting to have fun!" Mikey pouted. John just smirked at his brother before turning his gaze back to you, "Well hello there shrimp! Ready to meet big Jonn's feet? Hhaahahaaahahaa!" John taunted you as he lifted up a bare foot that wasn't as dirty as Mikey's, but by all means John had Mikey beat when it came to sweat....due to John just recently removing his shoes. Before you could even voice a single protest, John had your face covered by his rank sole and was pushing you down flat on your back.
Mikey and John hi-fived each other with the sound of a thunderclap to you, their fun with you making them feel very close indeed. John smeared his greasy hot foot over your body, especially your face, he wanted you to experience the full power of his foot's rank smell. "Muahahahaa," John laughed evilly, "Hows THAT smell ya little ant? Breathe it in! Your giant commands you to!"
Not wanting to anger either of these young titans, you willingly took a huge breath of nothing but pure raunchy foot, and it made you want to keel over and die on the spot! John flexed his powerful arms and smirked, he felt so powerful, who knew just dominating someone tiny with his big feet would feel so good? He knew it felt good when he and Mikey did this kinda stuff to each other in a teasing way, but it never made him feel so awesome! Mikey commented, "Hehe, How do you like my big bro's feet you little runt? Are they better than mine?" Mikey teasingly petted your hair with his dirty toe pad.
"Of course they're better than yours! You've been walking around barefoot alot, don't you know that when you do that it dilutes the smell? Mine are more powerful because I've had my shoes on ALL day. They're so sweaty and stinky that I'm afraid to take a whiff!" John said, waving an airy hand in front of his nose.
"Hmph!" Mikey crossed his arms over his chest and pouted again.
John wiggled both sets of toes on you, squeezing your puny head between his sweat filled toe crevices. This was awful! You thought these guys were your friends, but instead they've become your giant masters! Why oh why did you ever drink that stupid soda!? Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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