As you lay down, still confused, you rather choose the other sock.
Peach smiles lightly and with a strict look into your eyes she says:
"Well, if that's what you want... You shall have it."
She puts her smelly sock, steaming with the smell of cheese on your face.
You catch a little glimpse of her smile getting bigger before her smelly foot covered in dirty sock covers your face and obstructs your vision.
The feeling of hopelessness runs through your body as you try to understand the situation.
The smell of princess Peach's socks burns your nostrils. You try to resist breathing and avoiding that smell of as long as you can.
You are struggling as your body begs for oxygen.
"Come on... You can't hold your breath forever." Says Peach.
You hold your breath for as long as possible, but after a minute or so,
you body gives up and without your permission fills your lungs with the odor of Peach's smelly socks.
You feel dominated.
"I almost thought your're not going to breathe." she giggles and puts her sock out of your face and on the floor. "There is still a lot for you to do for me... so... why don't you choose again? My stinky boots, or the feet themselves?"
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