At first you were reluctant to do anything keeping your mouth and head still as you were forced to breathe in the horrid foot funk. But you were quickly persuaded.
“Awe, someone's shy?” The orc woman cooed, rubbing her foot against your face painfully grinding the balls of her feet against your nostrils. “Don’t worry we have just the thing to loosen you up.” A mechanical whirring filled the air and the chair you were sitting on came alive.
A set of mechanical arms came out and began to tickle your sides with deadly precise fingers. Still incredibly sensitive you began laughing, unable to open your mouth as it was kept shut by the orc’s foot making it so you could only take rapid breaths through your nose.
Your sense of smell and lungs were immediately assaulted. The stench burned your sinuses and made your eyes water as your lungs seized from the fumes. You tried to squirm away but you were kept rooted to the spot by the tickling arms. You remained strong until even more tickling devices joined the fray. As the feeling of several feathers tickling your feet and toes you finally broke and began to lick.
The sensation was horrible, it felt as if her foot was covered in slime that you were forced to lick up. The texture alone was more than enough to make you want to hurl but the taste. It was a cheesy funk mixed with a terrible saltiness that made you gag loudly muffled slightly by the massive sole pressed against your face.
“Ooh a male.” The desk orc says with a smile, wiggling her toes as the arch of her foot swallows your face. “We are always excited to receive one of you. Your parts are so much fun to play with. Now on to the next question. Please confirm your age in months by sucking on my toes, one minute of sucking for each month.”
You moaned loudly but not wanting to be tickled again you dragged yourself up and started sucking.
You were in that small cramped room for what felt like ages. Answering benign question after question all in the form of some rancid task revolving around the orc’s feet.
The worst one had to be where you had to confirm your height in millimeters by licking her soles once for each millimeter. You had to start over four times.
Finally it was all over and your face was released from the orc’s grasp letting you collapse against the back of the chair sucking in air. The small room’s was saturated with the residual smell of the orc’s foot funk but at least you weren’t breathing it in from the source anymore.
As you were trying to catch your breath the receptionist moved the pile of paper to the side and pulled out one more sheet.
“Okay, so you’re here for a cultural study. Well lucky for you we’re sending you to Sole City. The city with the highest population density in all of Uxhaul. You won’t be able to take a step without there being surrounded by plenty of Orcs who would love to help you with your research. Now I’m sure you’re all excited to get started. I’m happy to tell you for your first experience you’ll be…”
1: You’re heading to Uxie Land. The biggest theme part in all Uxhaul with tons of foot themed attractions, rides, restaurants, and even a hotel with complimentary sleep services.
2: You’re off to experience on of Uxhaul’s many Foot Spas. Where Orc girls from all walks of life get their feet serviced. Except you’ll be doing the servicing.
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