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Rated: GC · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2097160
Will you defeet the Monster Girl Empire, or be crushed underfoot?
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Chapter #6

Vestra orders you to clean her feet

    by: SwiggitySwooty Author IconMail Icon
You stammer as Vestra raises her massive, sweaty sole over your face. In retrospect, it should've been exceedingly obvious how this would turn out, but you're still a bit shocked at how relatively unfazed she is about what just happened. As your view is gradually taken up by her foot, you groan, knowing there was no way out of this. She could throw you around like a ragdoll right now...

Grumbling, you resign yourself to your fate and sit down in front of the powerful Amazon. She grins at your submission (not that you could see it) and sits down as well, pressing the prodigious ball of her foot flush against your face. It's...soft. And kind of nice...

Gah! Why are you...is this what the village elders were talking about when they said 'monster girls can seduce you in more ways than you think'? If you really do go through with cleaning her feet, what will happen to your mind?

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Vestra prods, no small amount of amusement in her tone. "Show me how willing you are to apologize."

"Ghh..."

Butterflies race in your stomach as you try to will yourself to take that first lick. You find that the subtle threat laced in her comment is enough to push you over the edge. Reluctantly, you drag your tongue along the supple, weighty curve of flesh pressed against your face. Sweat, both fresh and old, makes its way into your mouth, plastered all over your tastebuds. It's hot and salty, with a bit of an earthy tang to it, but luckily that seems to be the worst of it.

Unfortunately, your nose isn't so lucky. Your first breath in close proximity with those mammoths Vestra calls feet fills your nostrils with loamy, potent rank. With the way they were pressed square into the sweaty skin of her sole, it felt like her peds invaded your lungs and weeded out every cubic inch of clean air. You actually cringe at the potency of it. It gets a laugh out of your tormentor, too; whether that's good or bad, you can't really tell...

As you finish swiping the grime from the ball of the Amazon's foot, she slips her foot further up your face, giving you more access to her instep. What it lacks in dirt it makes up for with sweat, meaning more mouthfuls of the stuff for you. As humiliating as this was, though, there was something about it that felt...not so bad?

You're about to tell yourself off again when Vestra lifts her foot off your face. A little bit of hope for a break dares to eke itself into your mind before it's immediately quashed by her haphazardly shoving her thick heel into your still-open mouth. The force of the blow makes you feel dizzy; if she hit you any harder, you're pretty sure she'd have knocked some teeth out. That strikes enough fear in your heart to make you work just that much more at sucking obediently. It's pretty difficult, though. Kind of a given, since only half the skin could actually fit in your mouth. Her husky voice sighs in delight when you start to lightly press your teeth into the surprisingly pliant skin of her heel. It makes you feel funny...

After she's satisfied with the job well done you did on the toughest part of her sole, the Amazon finally tilts her foot horizontally. You shiver strangely as her long, plump toes close in on your face, curling and flexing teasingly, each one almost the size of your mouth.

A hot, tingling sensation overwhelms you. You don't need to be told what to do.

Wordlessly, you open your lips wider than you ever have before. Vestra's big and second toes slip past. You don't hesitate. With a passion you didn't know you had, you started sucking on them like they were the best meal you had in your life. A soft, yet firm moan rumbles in your ears as the powerful, muscled woman debasing you reaps the fruits of your labor.

You couldn't be happier.

Any humiliated thoughts nagging at your consciousness are ignored as you dig your tongue between those sticky behemoths and suck the grime from their skin. You even bob your head to get a better, fuller taste of them, a sight that makes Vestra chuckle something fierce. As you move on to her smaller toes, you get even more greedy with them, swirling your tongue around them just to extract more of their salty, gritty, delicious taste.

But all of a sudden, those succulent toes pop right out of your mouth, depriving you of their tantalizing presence. You catch yourself ready to whimper like a dog. The thought of letting that happen flushes your face as red as a tomato.

After a little self-admonishing, you notice Vestra leering down at you. "Hahahaha...it looks like you enjoyed that a lot more than you thought, human girl."

You recoil at her very true accusation. Somehow, you blush even more.

Tired, sweaty, and overall very questionably aroused, you decide it's a good idea to pick yourself up and limp away to somewhere else, much farther away from this strong, confident (and being honest with yourself, incredibly hot) Amazon. But as you move to get up, she pushes you down with the foot you just cleaned. It takes all your will to stop yourself from humping it as it presses between your legs.

"W-what...do you want from me," you splutter out, breath hot and trembling, "I already...cleaned your foot."

"Well, that's just the thing. You cleaned my foot." Vestra's other leg lifts up, flexing its awesome, toned muscles as another, filthy foot plops down on your face. "I told you to clean my feet," she snickers. You groan, feeling another pang in your privates as you splayed your tongue across the Amazon's dirty sole once more...

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After another long session of getting intimate with the underside of an Amazon's foot, you're finally done. You definitely didn't slip your hand into your pants during it, not at all...

When Vestra pulls away this time, you flop down on your back. You can't even bring yourself to care about how pathetic you look; you just stare up into the jungle treetops numbly as uncomfortable arousal ebbs from your body.

Her face--now much less smug, and a lot more content--pops into view sideways. You blink a few times as she...

You have the following choices:

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1. Blows you a kiss and goes on her way

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2. Lowers her hand toward your crotch

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3. Pours a flask into your mouth

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