Veronica opened her bag and grabbed the bottle to take up to her room. She perched it on her vanity, while she slid out the bottle opener she kept under her bed. She popped open the lid and without a second thought downed the entire bottle of blue liquid.
After she finished she placed the bottle on the vanity and blinked a few times in the mirror. It was unlike anything she had tasted before, it made her feel queasy without even giving her the desired buzz. She picked it up looked at it again and felt thoroughly disappointed. "Why bother to disguise something as awful as that?" she said to herself.
She then continued to get ready and dressed up until the point she had to choose some shoes. Sitting in her chair, she looked down and wiggled her toes. 'wow, they look pretty sexy tonight', Veronica never really made a fuss about her feet but now that she took some time to look at them, she realised how attractive they were. She lifted up one of her feet and began to slowly massage the soft skin under her feet, first round the arch making her way around until she was using all her fingers to kneed the ball of her foot. She had a stupid grin on her face, eyes closed and she touched her feet, rubbing her fingers in between her toes
Suddenly her stomach rumbled and she snapped out of her partial trance and said, "wow, that was weird". Her stomach was a bit upset and she assumed it must have been from the drink, so she went to go get some tablets. However when she opened the lower cupboard to look for tablets she ended up staring at her own feet. Once again she snapped out of it and got what she needed. She got back to her room and sat down again, which seemed to be taking a lot of effort. She looked down at her feet again... Well I guess one layer of polish wont hurt, she thought rubbing her feet together. She grabbed some light blue nail polish and began to paint her toe nails. Once finished she instantly decided she wouldn't be wearing any shoes at all. Her gaze was once again fixed on her toes, the way they wiggled and moved and it was only once she was hit with a strange smell that she was able to move again.
She glanced at the clock and looked surprised, It was 7 O'clock! She had spent nearly an hour staring at her feet, and her guests would be here soon! She glanced down to make sure the polish had dried and then made a move when she was hit with a stink. It smelt rather of sweaty feet and vanilla, then Veronica looked down in horror to discover it was coming from her feet! The thing was though, that the more it washed over Veronica the more she liked it, the more she inhaled deeply, the more she wanted it. She slumped in her chair once again, and sat there just taking in the smell emanating from her feet. This was strange she thought, she should't be enjoying the smell of her feet.
Then almost as in though possessed she lifted up one of her feet and pulled it closer to her face. The smell was getting stronger and stronger as her foot got closer and closer to her nose. Veronica knew it was wrong, but she wanted to smell her feet even more, she wanted to breath in only the air saturated with her foot smell. Then as her own sole covered her face and as she was driven more and more wild by the smell of her own feet, she opened her mouth and ran her damp tongue across the sole of her foot. Then...
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