You hold your breath and venture into the depths of the fuming shoe, instantly becoming overwhelmed by the feeling of humidity. The further you go, the more humid it becomes, the air so thick with steamy sweat, you're sure you could taste it if you opened your mouth. Your air supply runs out and you breath out, only to breathe in the most putrid, toxic stink imaginable. Your eyes begin to water and your lungs burn in pain as you gasp for fresh air. As you reach the toe section, the ground becomes squishier...kind of mushy and paste like...and as you strain your eyes due to the darkness of the shoe you realize why...you have stepped into a nasty, vile, smelly mountain of toe jam. You cringe in disgust.
"My god, how can one girl's feet make so much grime?" you ask yourself.
You suffer in absolute silence, feeling her toxic fumes overwhelm your body, trying your best not to vomit...or cry.
"I should have just tried my luck with getting spotted...anything is better than here," you exclaim.
Nadja finishes changing and picks up her Vans. You are jostled and fall face first into a gooey, nasty pile of toe jam. Bits of dirt, sweat and toe cheese fill your mouth and you cry in agony as the disgusting foot flavor attacks your taste buds. You get up and spit out as much as you can, but it's so thick and creamy that it contaminates your mouth and you know it will be weeks before the taste ever leaves...if it ever leaves. You turn around just in time to see...
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