Kelsey pulled her foot back and stood next to you.
"Don't you dare move," Kelsey commanded firmly. "Actually, don't even blink."
You see her lift up her foot and start to slip off her shoe. She pulls it away, and you see her yellowish sole underneath. Your eyes water a little as you hold them open and keep staring at her putrid foot.
"Blink." She says as she drops the shoe. As you blink you see her foot move. When you open your eyes it's filling your entire line of site. "Smell my foot, bitch."
You can't help but smell her foot anyway. It's like a cloud enveloping every part of you. You're almost feeling like you're going to throw up now. "I don't hear your smelling," she yells at you. She violently shoves her foot on your face and rubs it all over your mouth, keeping her toes just underneath your nose. "Smell it!"
You take deep whiffs, each of them making you want to pass out more than the last. "That's better, bitch. Now lick it."
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