Your lying skills are going to need to come into full effect here. Many can see past lies, so don’t come off as unconfident in your answer. Confidence sells.
“When I go to Unova, I want to go around painting the feet of various Pokémon trainers.” You look down at Maylene’s warm-looking feet. “But I want to practise beforehand, and since you’re so nice, I thought you’d be a good candidate.”
Unfortunately for you, you don’t have a masterclass of art supplies in your bag. You’ve got some paint on hand that you haven’t used for months. A fire red colour, a shining diamond colour (whatever the hell that means) and a low amount of an omega sapphire tint. Furthermore, you have no paintbrush.
But you’re not even going to paint Maylene’s soles with that traditional stuff. Instead, how does it sound using your penis to “paint” the beautiful feet of Maylene?
Maylene laughs at your idea. “Sounds fun. Yes, we can do it here.”
Good, good. But so long as Maylene can see, this whole plan won’t work. The moment she spots your cock, she’ll crush it to a bloody plump.
Now you’ve got to invent a new excuse. As you plan how she’ll be sitting in the empty ring, you tell the gym leader that you’re nervous if anyone can actually SEE you paint. As such, you request that Maylene blindfold herself.
You know, it’s terrific that you’ve been so kind to Maylene every time you visited her in Sinnoh. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so eager to blind herself for you temporarily.
“Thanks,” you say. “It means a lot to me.”
“Always happy to help an artist,” Maylene cheerfully announces. Oh, she’ll be helping you alright.
The positions have been chosen. Maylene is lying on her back in the ring while her narrow-yet-meaty feet are sticking out of the ropes.
Her feet couldn’t be better if they tried. Presumably, since it’s been a few hours after the gym opened, Maylene’s feet are very sweaty. Anybody could tell that at a glance if they saw her soles. In addition, they’ve got a nice coat of dirt. Not too thick, but just faint enough that it implies how much work she’s been doing.
Before anything else starts, take a tour of Maylene’s feet. Really take in the hardened texture of the sides of her feet, and how it contrasts with her baby-soft soles. Then, rub your index finger against her heel…
“Tickles!” Maylene scrunches her toes, showing off her long, unpainted toenails.
“Sorry,” you chuckle. But you continue to caress her feet, appreciating every little detail.
“I hope my feet don’t stink or anything.”
Well, now that she’s curious, how about you take a whiff?
Sniff, sniff…
“N-Nope, they smell like feet.”
That’s a strong lie. Maylene’s feet don’t smell like everyday feet. For one, they’ve got an odour unique to her. Secondly, her are VERY stinky. They’re so funky they can be used as chloroform. It’s like someone dumped a bag of stale popcorn on her feet.
As much as you would love to smell her feet again, you don’t want to compromise your plan.
Your hands feel up the tops of her feet before you finally start undoing your pants. Don’t fear the metal noises of the belt and zipper. To Maylene, it sounds just like a bag being handled with.
Out comes your cock, swollen and throbbing. The happy glans is eager to paint a load all over Maylene’s cheesy feet. You can’t take too long pleasuring yourself, as Maylene presumably has people who need her out there. Twenty minutes tops, okay?
But man, those sweaty feet deserve to be licked! Do you want to risk everything and lick the feet or go straight into fucking her soles?
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