You shake your head vigorously as the girl of steel finishes taking off her boots to reveal a beautiful pair of bare feet. Despite the fact that Kara’s feet look silky smooth, without a foot fetish you’re not looking forward to spending the rest of your time under the autograph table massaging them.
Supergirl smiles.
“Don’t worry,” she whispers winking at you. “You won’t have to do any work with this massage. All that I really need is your nose.”
You freak out…It’s exactly what you were afraid of. Kara intends to make you spend the rest of your time as her footstool sniffing her sweaty feet. Knowing that her feet have been inside hot boots for at least the entire morning, you don’t want to find out what they smell like. You immediately sit up trying to get away. Kara giggles and presses her barefoot against your chest forcing you back to the floor. While Supergirl’s foot feels incredibly soft against you, you can feel the power behind it and she effortlessly keeps you pinned to the ground. Grinning mischievously she presses her other foot against your forehead making sure that you stay there. You watch helplessly as she takes her foot off your chest and moves her other sole to hover just above your head.
“Almost got it!!!” She calls up right before her sole comes crashing down on your face. The smell of her feet hits you hard and you cough and gag under her feet. She’s obviously been wearing her boots barefoot for quite a while.
Mmmmph
Luckily Supergirl’s soles are pressed hard over your mouth and they muffle your scream enough to keep your presence hidden from the rest of the fans.
“Sorry,” You hear her tell the fan above. “That pen was way under the table. Had to stretch out my foot to reach it.”
Her toes find and playfully pinch your nose as she says that.
For the next hour, Supergirl continues to sign autographs while gently rubbing her feet against your face forcing you to take in her foot odor. At first you struggled to turn your nose away from them but Supergirl would always use her toes to move it back into place. (she probably used her x-ray vision to see where it was) Eventually you become too tired out to keep up the struggle and you just lie there breathing in the dizzying smell and functioning as a footstool for the girl of steel.
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