"Oh, my God! Why did you smell my sneaker?" Casey asked in stunning disbelief. You blushed a deep red, but still kept your cool. You didn't want her to ruin your fun, so you decided to ignore her question. "Hey!" she continued, "Hello?" you still didn't answer. The young Pokemon trainer then sighed, a little frustrated at you. "Fine," she said, "Just don't take too long. I have an official Team Electabuzz Fan Club meeting tonight."
Meanwhile, you were concentrating on Casey's socks, which were sweaty from all the walking and intense battling. You gently slid your finger in a little ways and began to pull the sock on her right foot off. Casey watched as you did this. You held your breath as you awaited her foot to be revealed, eagerly. You pulled her sock over her heel, then her arch, and finally her toes. Once the sock was off, you stared at what a pretty, young, sweaty foot had been revealed to you. You stared in awe.
You gently, yet hastily, grasped her foot and began to inspect it; it was sweaty and dainty, but very cute. You pressed your thumb against her sole, feeling the sweat from her sneakers. Casey rolled her eyes as you did this. She was kind of embarrassed because, not only did she lose, but she now had some strange guy messing with her feet. It was very weird to her, but she had no choice but to go through with it; a bet's a bet! Any other Team Electabuzz member would do the same thing.
"Um," she started, "I have another foot you know..." she was a little impatient.
"I know," you giggled, "I'm just taking my time." Casey groaned as you said that, she didn't want some boy staring at her sweaty feet. You began to feel around her foot, massaging it a little bit. You still couldn't believe this was happening, it was just too good to be true! You could smell Casey's foot from a 'foot' away, it was strong. It was then that you got an idea. Without warning, you ran your finger down Casey's sole, startling the poor girl and making her jump.
"Hey!" she exclaimed, "That tickles!" Casey was starting to get a little annoyed, but you didn't care.
"I know," you replied. It was then that you took hold of her foot and leaned your face in. You placed your nose on Casey's sole, under her toes, and took deep sniffs. Casey, on the other hand, gasped in disbelief! She could not believe that a boy she just met was now sniffing her foot. Reluctant, she scrunched her toes and tried to get her foot away from your face, but you held on. You continued sniffing her sweaty foot like no tomorrow. You were in pure ecstasy. You dug your nose between her toes, smelling the sweat and toe-jam. All Casey could do was watch and groan.
"Eww!" she whined, "Why on Earth are you smelling my feet?"
"Because," you responded, taking another whiff of her foot, "I can." You then winked at Casey. Her eyes widened at you. She then realized that you were right; you 'could' do that to her feet. After all, that was the bet.
"Whatever, you weirdo," said Casey, giggling a little bit as she said it. She then continued to watch as you sniffed up her sole. As you smelled her sweaty foot, Casey couldn't help but think about why you would really want to do this to her feet. What was your angle? Was it a disease? Do you have a mental problem? Perhaps you thought she was cute and had no other way of expressing it? Or maybe you were just a weirdo boy. Whatever the reason, it made Casey continue to watch you sniffing at her foot.
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