This choice: Marie "Pandora" walk up to the table | Go Back Chapter 7: The fastest way to a woman's sole is..... (ID #1216719) an addition by: Blood ![View bloodrayne's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Pandora hovered hungrily over the table as she began grabbing things left and right for her plate. After a long day at practice, her stomach was empty, and her feet killing her! She shuffled her feet lazily as she decided which sweets to devour first. As she licked her lips feverishly and piled her plate higher and higher, Jess felt lower and lower to the ground.
“What the hell did I drink?!” Jess said to herself as she stared up the tan and tremendous legs of her dangerously tall friend.
BOOM!
Jess jumped in freight as Pandora’s sandal clad foot clambered down next to her. But as Jess sat staring at Pandora in awe, the secondary effect of Pandora’s dancing started to reach Jess. After 3 hours of practice in sneakers, Pandora’s feet were not fresh smelling to say the least! The strong aroma began swirling around Jess’ tiny body. She looked in awe as beads of sweat twice her size lazily slid down the flanks of Pandora’s titanic toes.
“What the fuck did I drink?!” Jess repeated as Pandora finally tossed aside her sandals, letting her hot toes drink in the cold air.
Jess tumbled out of the way as the sweat soaked sandal slid past her. As Jess stared at the slippery soles, she noticed a dark shadow spreading over her. A single bead of sweat dropped down next to Jess, soaking her in the salty liquid Pandora was covered in. As the salt hit Jess’ tongue through her agape mouth, Pandora’s sole was already just inches above her head.
Jess didn’t even have time to scream as Pandora’s sweaty sole slammed down on her. As the pressure built, Jess began writhing and wiggling with all her might.
Pandora bit into a small cake as she began to relax from her long practice. Her tongue almost jumped out of her mouth in delight as the sweet taste filled her barren buds with bursts of buttery flavor. A feeling of warmth and relaxation slid down her body, but, Pandora noticed, it seemed to linger at her foot. In fact, it almost felt like a bug was stuck to her sole. Pandora wanted to check, but at the same time wanted to fill her stomach. Taking another bite, Pandora….
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