"BLAASRRRGH!!" The socks were too disgusting, and you puked. The puke covered the socks, and even got on the floor you were laying on. "What?!?" The princess yells. "I can't believe this. I gave you an eaiser task, and you couldn't even take that?!? Fine then, I'm done being nice!" The princess leaves, leaving you alone, worried about what she is going to do.
Peach returns with a roll of duct tape. In a flash, she grabs the whole pile of socks, including the ones you just puked on, and she stuffed them into your mouth, one by one. Each sock tasted worse, and they kept coming until there was only one sock left...the yellow one. "My prized possession. I wore this for two months without taking it off once. It got covered in so much sweat, it turned yellow. This one sock probably tastes worse then all of the socks in your mouth and my feet combined. I wanted to be nice, I was gonna let you skip this one...but I'm done being nice. Enjoy your living underwhere, cause I am." She slowly moved the sock closer to your face, letting the smell overtake you, before shoving it right onto your tounge. On instinct, you begin to gag. She was right, it tasted like she had dropped a liquid poo into a mixture of her feet sweat, her toe jam, and every dirty sock she had ever had in her entire life, and then multiplied the taste by 1,000. Before you could puke again, she got a piece of duck tape, and taped your mouth shut.
"Tastes good huh?" Peach mocks. "And just so you wouldn't puke it away, I duck taped your mouth. I'm such a nice person." She laughed. "If you just held it down, this wouldn't of happened. But at least I get to have some clean socks at the end of all of this." She smirks at you. "Now, suck 'em." You start to do so, and Peach rests her un-clean foot on your nose, taking away any positives you may have had. Not only do you have to suck on her horrible socks, you have to breath in the smell of her sweaty foot.
"Enjoying yourself?" Peach mocks. "Good, becouse...."