You walk through the door and are immediatly transported into the Undercity, in the World of Warcraft universe. You seem the be in the private room of Lady Sylvanas, wich excites and also kinda scares you at the same time... You look around a bit in the chamber, at Sylvanases bed, a cabinet a small table... when suddenly SHE enters her room, Banshee Queen of the Forsaken, Sylvanas Windrunner. She stares at you for a second and seems to be shocked that a human made it into her room... But then she quickly drew an arrow and aimed for you with her bow. Fortunately, she still speakes the human language:"Human! How did you get in here? You are one of those Alliance spys, right? Or do you work for the Syndicate? I can't believe their rogues are that skilled, no... Who do you work for? I want answers NOW!" You get a little scared, you know that this is just a simulation, but you're sure that you can feel pain... Sylvanas stares at you with her glooming red, hateful eyes and she seems to get more and more impatient with you. Nervously, you open your mouth and say "No, I am not a spy, I" "Then how did you get in here? And why? Don't try to fool me, boy..." Sylvanas says in a very dangerous voice. What now? You can't just say it's a computer simulation, even though it IS, she would never believe that. You decide to say "I... I don't know... I can't remember anything..." but you don't sound very confident. "Oh... is that so... well, maybe I can help you with your memories..." Sylvanas says, jumps at you and throws you down on your back. Before you can do anything, she sits on your stomach and grabs your arms very hard. "This is your last chance... If you tell me everything I want to hear RIGHT NOW, I will give you a quick, painless death" You assume that if you die in the simulation, it will just bring you back to the mansion. "But if you won't... you will suffer..." You look at her evil red eyes in fear and say "Really, I have no idea... Please, have mercy" This answer didn't please her very much so she placed both of her booted feet an your chest. "You will have to smell my feet now..." Your heart just did a backflip. "And I warn you: most people don't know about this, but my feet smell extremely strong... so strong that it even bothers me sometimes... Even back when I was a high elf, my feet always smelled bad, because they produced so much sweat, but now, it's much worse... You see, I have been wearing these boots for about 2 weeks, and it's been ages since I washed my feet... They are gonna smell and you will have to take the stench!" Your heart did another backflip, you gulp and just stare at her huge feet. You guess that for an elf (or a banshee) her feet aren't THAT big, but for human standards, they sure are... She waits for a few moments and then smiles evily "Oh well, if you want to endure the horrible stench of my feet..." You stare at her hands as she slowly removes her long boots from her feet. She throws the boots away and hovers her feet inches away from your face. Her feet looks both beautiful and somewhat scary, like the rest of her. They are perfect in shape, very long and slim and they seem smooth and soft. The gray-blue color of her soles is almost the same as the rest of her skin, just a littler lighter. But then, the smell of her feet hits you. It is absolutely unbelieveable, you have never smelled anything like that before in your entire life. The smell is pretty cheesy, musky and also somewhat like rotten eggs... and of course, it is a extremely intensive and strong smell. You always liked the smell of female feet, but this is too much, even for you. You buck around and try desperately to throw Sylvanas off or to get away, but of course, you have no chance. You look at the soles of her feet again. Indeed, they sweat a lot, not only they are wet with it, now it also starts dripping on your face... it is totally disgusting and humaliating. Sylvanas watches you struggle beneath her and laughs at you "Haha, foolish human, did you think you could escape? *sniff* Whew, my feet really smell extremely bad today... Oh well, I hope you enjoy them..." "NO!!! please not, I do everything you want! Don't make me do this, I beg you!" "Too late... now you have to...
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