With most parts of her plate armor off, Anka sits down on the floor, right in front of you. You can see drops of sweat running down on her green skin... Even though it's night right now, it is still pretty hot in this tent. The strong smell of her sweat is still assaulting your senses, as she grins at you evily again, moves her feet, the only bodypart with her plate armor still on, closer to you. "So, you've not nothing to say, huh?" You try to remove the rag in your mouth by shaking your head and pushing it with your tongue, but unsurprisingly, it won't come out. "Hehe, alright then... I guess I'll just make myself comfortable..." She looks at you again, while moving her hands slowly towards her plate boots. Immediatly, you stare at her armored feet. They must be huge... And seeing how much Anka is sweating right now, you're sure her feet won't smell too pleasant. But there's nothing you can do, so you just watch. Anka slowly grabs her boots and starts pulling. The boots aren't moving much, but then Anka uses more power and quickly throws her plate boots away. With a heavy "clonk", they land somewhere in the tent, but you're only paying attention to her feet. Just as you expected, they are huge. It's not very surprising, since Anka is pretty big too, but... Even for an orc, her feet seem enormous. You were also right when you thought they would be sweaty, her light green colored soles are actually wet with footsweat, some drops are slowly dropping to the ground. You didn't think her feet would be so... pretty, though. Even with their big size, they look nicer than some human womans feet you've seen. They are nicely shaped and her soles appear really smooth... But then, the stench of her feet hits you with its full force. An extremely hot, moist and sweaty stench invades your nostrils. It smells pretty much like a mix between really old cheese and vinegar. And it's so intense that you cough a little behind your rag. You hold your breath and try to move your arms or legs once again. But no chance, you are tied up way too well. You take another breath through your poor nose and the thick, cheesy stench of her sweaty, unwashed feet hits you again. You're feeling dizzy and totally weak already. If she makes you smell those things... you would pass out for sure, it's only a question of time. "Haha, I knew you would enjoy this! Does it smell nice, hmm? Let's see... what are we going to do next?" Anka licks her green lips and wiggles her big toes in excitement.
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