The Flamedramon steps down to your feet and spread your toes. He smiles as he pour the vial at your feet where it slides down. It was cold, terrible cold and it feels like a jelly substance now. The Flamedramon put on some gloves and rubs it over the whole sole and toes of you an you giggles a bit. After a few minutes, the Flamedramon smiles and stopped.
"I make a deal with you...." The Flamedramon pulled out a other vial with purple content. "This is the counteragent for the stuff on your feet. I will give you if you lick my feet clean before. Or you denied and i will let you alone."
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