You sat down gently on Lewis's stomach and used both of your hands to pin down his flailing arms. Once he was sufficiently pinned you moved your feet forward and placed them down on either side of his head. You were wearing a pair of black cotton socks that you hadn't taken off in a few days. Lewis was not going to like this.
"Please Ash, don't put your smelly feet on my face. Its not fair". Lewis pleaded. He came out with the usual complaints. After all, who would want to smell your feet? You didn't care though. You lifted both of your feet and lowered them over your brothers nose, while he whipered at the cheesy smell.
"Please get off, they stink!" Lewis begged.
"Stop complaning and just sniff them" you retorted mercilessly. You'd think he would be used to this by now. Lewis opened his mouth to protest some more, but before he could, you forced one of your feet into his mouth. "I told you to stop complaining. Now you have to suffer the consequences". Lewis was now having to endure both the taste and smell of your smelly socks. You continued to put him through this torture, wiggling your toes, and rubbing your foot around. Lewis had stopped struggling and was waiting for you to get off, but you had other plans.
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