Vestra carried you to her hut and shut the door behind her. She set you on your feet and smirked. "I didn't know you had a foot fetish."
Your cheeks went scarlet and you shook your head. "I don't! I was just acting!" You were, definitely. That's what you'd resolved to keep telling yourself at least. "Was, that an Amazoness mating tradition?"
"Hm? Oh no, I made that up." Vestra cut you off before you could protest. "I had to! You were laying there unresponsive while I was pretending to mate with you. I decided covering your face with my foot would keep everyone from noticing. And when I saw you were enjoying yourself I decided to continue."
"I didn't enjoy myself!"
"Right." Despite her answer, the amused smirk on Vestra's face gave you the nagging feeling that she didn't buy it. Which could only mean bad things for you, that's right, bad things, because you didn't like feet, not at all! You were only pretending to make an alliance with the Amazon's. That reminded you...
"Hey, Vestra, what would I have to do to get an audience with your Chief?" you asked. A part of you dreaded what the answer might be, while another part desperately hoped it was as humiliating as the mating ritual.
Vestra stared at you before bursting into hysteric laughter. "You!? Get an audience with the chief!?" She laughed for a solid minute before she got a hold of herself long enough to joke at your expense. "Not even I've earned a meeting with the Chief. She'll only see the best, none of which have been men."
"Vestra!" you protested. "I'm not a-" Your new wife clapped a hand over your mouth to keep you from speaking.
Vestra removed her hand. "Fine. If you really want to know, one way of meeting the Chief would be to win a tournament. If you somehow managed that, she might even forgive our deception and make you an Amazoness. But I doubt you could accomplish that." Considering your performance against Vestra, you were inclined to agree. "The other way would be for you to prove your talent in something, the Chief might want you to demonstrate it to her. But why do you want to meet the Chief?"
You smiled with as much confidence as you could muster after your humiliating affair. "Because I want to ask her to turn against the Monster Queen!" Your proclamation was met with a second round of laughter from your new wife, somehow more than before.
Vestra ruffled your hair like you were a dog. "Even if you somehow impress the Chief, to get the Amazon's on your side, you'd need to impress our Queen. But she's one of the Monster Queen's most trusted allies." You were more than a little disturbed to hear that. "Ah, but that's in the future. For now we need to get through the rest of our wedding ceremony. You can tell me what you want to do tonight."
You shivered, with dread! Not excitement, at least that's what you told yourself. "The rest of the ceremony?"
Vesta nodded. "Yes, first there's the banquet! Where they'll hold a tournament, the winner makes a request of me. After that we'll have to brand you-"
"Brand me!?"
Vestra looked even more amused than before. "The wife marks their husband with fast drying ink. It's usually just a hand print on their face or back. But maybe a foot print would be appropriate for you..." This disturbed and excited you at the same time. Vestra and you got dressed in finer clothes (yours being intended for a man) before stepping outside.
Vestra's redheaded friend ran over and started gushing. "Oh! That was so amazing! I've never seen a mating ritual like that before. I'm so doing that with my husband! W-when I get one, that is." She looked at Vestra's dark haired friend. "Diana couldn't believe it."
The dark haired Amazon only blushed.
Vestra draped an arm around you. "This is Kali..." The redhead waved. "And Diana..." The dark haired girl nodded. "My two closest friends."
You waved shyly. Not knowing what to say to two Amazon's who were convinced that you were a man.
Kali kept gushing like she hadn't been interrupted. "By Artemis! What did you call that? Foot worship? I have to try that with someone." The devious glimmer in her eyes made you nervous.
Diana frowned.
"What?" Kali asked before sighing. "Oh fine, banquet first." She regained her enthusiasm and pointed at Diana. "Where I'm going to beat you in the tournament!"
Diana shook her head.
"Yes I will, just watch!"
Vestra calmed Kali down and led you and them to the banquet area. There weren't any tables, just blankets they spread on the ground and sat on. The only exception being Vestra, who got to sit on a throne-like chair while you sat on a blanket next to her, you tried not to think about how close this put you to her feet. Near the blankets they were holding a tournament. Which at least meant they weren't focused on you...
Not until Kali opened her big mouth that is. "Vestra! Tell us about this foot worship." Her tail swayed behind her. "What's it like? Where'd you learn about it?" This got the attention of at least a dozen Amazon's.
You knew right away this wouldn't end well for you. Made evident when Vestra patted you on the head again. "A cat girl told me about it when I was looking for my husband. It's popular with other monsters and humans." You weren't so sure about that second part...
Kali looked disturbingly interested. "Show us!" The Amazon's all nodded, like children eager to learn something new.
"Gladly." Vestra stretched out her leg, flexing her toes. "Husband! I command you to sniff my toes!"
You hated being right. But, obediently, you crawled forward and leaned toward her sandal clad feet, taking a deep breath of the intoxicatingly strong scent. You felt yourself growing hot again as you took a second, longer breath. "I'm just acting, I don't like feet." You chanted to yourself as you sniffed your bride's smelly toes.
Kali watched you, transfixed, until the moment the tournament match ended. She hopped to her feet. "Alright! Let's go Diana, you and me!" She ran onto the tournament field. A confused Diana trailing after her. This drew some of the Amazon's attention away from you again. You almost felt disappointed, until you reminded yourself that this was totally just an act.
Kali and Diana faced each other on the field. The former declaring. "If I win, you have to worship my feet!" This instantly drew the rest of the crowd's attention. You realized, with both excitement and dread, that Vestra may have started a cultural movement for the Amazon's.
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