"Feet boy here may need a lil' snack after all that lickin', right Kitty?" Rouge asked. Kitty nodded in agreement as Kitty took you from the floor and they both rushed down to the kitchen. You laid on the ground and closed your eyes. Coming to the X-mansion was an amazing for you and you honestly couldn't believe that Kitty and her friend were into the same fetish stuff as you. Staying at this school for mutants would prove to be nothing but a fun and enjoyable experience which could maybe manifest into something other than feet. But right now, you were in your own euphoria as you could still feel the feet on your lips; the taste on your tongue and the smell in your nose. Oh! You couldn't wait for the gals to come back upstairs so you could partake in one of their twisted, kinky, fetish ideas. All you had to do was just wait... and wait... and
"Psst! [Your name], come here!" Kitty whispered to you. You looked behind you to see Kitty behind a door in a room, holding her foot out like a siren would calll to a sailor. You sat up and turned to her, wondering what she wanted and where Rouge was. Still, you got up and walked over to her recieving a tight hug from her after.
"Kitty, where's Rouge?" You ask.
"Oh, like you know her. She wanted to make some real fast instant gumbo and stuff for our feet. I would've chosen some syrup or something, but you know southeners." Kitty said.
"OK, so, what's up?" You deeply wanted to have the greatst ida of what she was going to do. You two in a room all by yourselves... possibilities are endless. Kitty pulled away from you and gave you a kiss on your lips, lasting for some good seconds. You looked at her with lust in your eyes, knowing that everything would soon escalate.
"Just give it a minute tiger. Close your eyes and let me do alll the work..." She ordered. You did what she said and felt Kitty go behind your back, She drug her fingers around your neck, giving you a slight massage and then, when you thought you were comfortable...
Out went your lights. Kitty stood over your unconsious body and laughed as her skin turned to blue, her hair turned to red and the mutant shapeshifter known as Mystique stood over you llaughing.
"Sweet dreams, footboy."
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