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You are a young man, 19, who finally decides to indulge in his fetish for girls feet.
This choice: Sindy (Wow, she hustled you? Oh, well)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

The Sweet Smell of... Da Feet?

    by: Unknown
You had this race in the bag! There was no way Sindy would beat you with there not even being 20 yards left to the finish line. Soon, you'll be playing with her feet again, just like old times.

But as you lost your head in the clouds for just a split second, Sindy charged right past you and to the finish line, cheering for herself as she caught her breath.
"Yeah! I won. Now, I want a foot massage, (Your name). A deal's a deal."
You shrugged. It didn't matter too much that you lost. You liked rubbing cute feet almost as much as playing with them.
"Well, hold on Sindy. I think we ought to go to my house for this. I got lotion?" You offered. Sindy smiled.
"Hm, lotion may make it nicer. And a cool drink would hit the spot right about now. Why not? Let's go!"
After that, you led Sindy to your house and up to your room. Closing the door behind you hust in case someone like your parents or any of your sister's friends (Jeez, she was popular) came along you grabbed the bottle of Jergans lotion you had in your dresser for these events. Sindy was already sitting on the edge of your bed, waiting. You knelt at her feet.
"You want to take my shoes and socks off for me?" she offered. You answered by untying her tennis shoes and pulling them off.

Then, a strong scent hit you in the nose like a punch! If this were a cartoon, vapors would be emitting from Sindy's socls. Youreyes buldged in surprise.
"Woah, Sindy! What have you done to your feet? They're ripe as hell." you exclaimed in shock.
"Well, I fihured I'd see you sooner or later. So on the flight here last night and all day today, I kept my shoes and socks on- getting them extra sweaty. And its kinda humid out, so that made the scent even stronger. Not to mention that little race. So I've had these on for about 2 days straight. You like them like this?"
You were dizzy from the smell. Hell, it was her familiar "foot scent" but exponentially stronger. Before answering, you pulled her socks off. They were actually moist Her bare feet were stunning as ever, her French Pedicure with Sapphire Blue nail polish was divine. They were Beauyincarnate!
"Hey! I asked you a question. Do you like how strong my feet smell? Or did I over do it a little?" Sindy giggled at the thought. What do you tell her?

You have the following choices:

*Noteb*
1. They smell heavenly!

2. Er... a little too rich for my blood...

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
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