After another minute had passed, Pan stood back up and turned around. She couldn’t help but let out a toothy grin while staring down at your abused form. “Damn, I really did a number, are you still alive?” She asks.
You just simply groaned as the aroma of the Saiyan girl’s farts surrounded you. Thanks to you being indestructible, you suffered no broken bones and managed to still be conscious after taking all of that punishment. Despite that, you were still weakened by the fart torture and could barely move your body. “*cough cough* I-Is it over….” You managed to ask as you coughed from the nasty smell.
“Sorry little guy, but I’m not done playing with you juuust yet.” She tells you with a smug look on her face, grabbing your tiny body off the bed mere seconds later.
Pan then bent down and placed your shrunken form right on the floor before sitting back down on the bed. She lifted up right leg and brought it close to her. She then removed the white, yet dirty-looking sock from her her foot, all while giggling about what she was going to do. “What are you *Cough* doing Pan?” You questioned the giant girl who looked back down at you after you after hearing your voice.
“If you’re not too beaten up, I want you to start rubbing my foot.” The giant tomboy instructs, hovering her feet over you immediatley afterwords. As soon as the foot was close to you, you had the urge to gag. The right foot wasn’t as bad as her farts, but the smell was still intoxicating and foul.
“*hrrrg* N-No, I can’t!” You tell her, holding your nose while refusing.
“Yes you can, aftering all you survived getting farted on, so rubbing my foot should be no issue for you. Now get to rubbing, or else!” Pan says in a serious tone.
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