“Hey Peachy. Ya I’m doing fine I just got a new fighter here who has to go through the wringer ya know? Ya I got him nice and drained. Yes I used the socks what else would I use? Wow you are something else. Even I’m not that cruel. Anyways just wanted to know if you wanted a crack at him. I know how much you and those girls of yours love stuff like this. Really? Okay see you soon.” Samus said in a one sided conversation before placing down her device and turning to you with a sly smile.
Before you can wonder what that smile means three circle pads begin to descend down to the stage. In a bright glow three heavy thuds signify the entrance of three new challengers. You look at them you are filled with shock. Standing before you were three beautiful princesses from the mario games. Princess Peach, Princess Daisy, and Princess Rosalina. Peach looks over at you as her expression changes from neutral to one of worry as she dashes over to you ald props you upright in her lap cradling you head in her hands before speaking.
“Oh my goodness, did Samus do this to you. I can smell her nasty feet odor all over you. What a brute she is. Forcing you to do all kinds of nasty things with her feet. It’s okay we are here now to do things right.” She says to you in a pouty tone almost as if talking to a child. You would be offended by her tone if not for the fact this is the first nice thing to happen to you so far. She leans a bit closer with her face just a few centimeters from yours giving you a real good look at just how pretty her face actually is before she speaks again. “Do you want us to get you out of here huh? We can do that if you want to do us one little favour.”
A chance to get away from a domineering Samus. You nod your head excitedly willing to take any opportunity you can. What you didn’t expect was the warm smile Peach was giving you to slowly turn into that of sadistic glee before you felt you head pulled upwards and quickly slammed down into an unknown object.
The object quickly became obvious as you opened your eyes to see a white stockinged foot in a blue high heel that could only belong to rosalina. You also know from the vile smell plaguing your lungs of old sweat and cheese as you begin to struggle. That doesn’t last long though as you feel Peach now move to sit on your back pinning your arms down and the weight of what you assume is Daisy fall down pinning your legs down as peach leans down to whisper in your ear.
“See we have all been waiting a nice long time for a little foot slave like you to come along. So here's the deal. We can get you away from that big brute Samus but if you want us to do that you are going to have to indulge us a little bit right girls.” She said looking to the others who you could see were now looking at you with a hunger in their eyes nodding while biting their lips. You realized just how bad this really was as they seemed to derive pleasure from the panic in their eyes. Rosalina seemed to enjoy this especially as she pulls her other foot out of her shoe and slams it on the back of your head shoving your nose deeper into her stockinged foot and grinding it.
“All you have to do is give us a little bit of service. Each one of us has been preparing in a different way you see. For example I’ve been trapped with my bare feet in these shoes forced to fight in this game for the past month and a half and my feet could really use a good refreshing tongue bath.” Peach explains pulling back from my head and dangling her shoe in front of your face taunting you.
“That's nothing Peachy! I’ve been wearing these socks for at least two months and they are practically adhered to my feet at this point. Goot thing we have a cute little foot slave here to peel those puppies off and use his mouth as a washing machine right? That is if you ever want to get out of here.” Daisy's voice chimes from by your legs as she taps her shoes to add to your dread.
“I’ve been waiting a nice long time for a new person to join the battle so I could subject them to this. I’ve been wearing these stockings for at least a month now. Almost certainly more. But I don’t want them cleaned. I just want you to bury your nose into my toes and take deep breath after breath until it’s all you can small anymore.” Rosalina says with sadistic glee. Her foot grinding only increased in speed with each word.
It finally hit me just how doomed I was. I try and struggle one more time but Samus’ feet still have me drained and the weight of two princesses wasn’t helping. I knew I had four choices in front of me now. Taste Peach’s sweaty feet for who knows how long, Chew Daisy’s socks until they were clean which seemed impossible, be forced to smell Rosalina’s stockings until she was satisfied which seemed like it could take forever from how happy she sounded about it, or and probably the scariest beg Samus to save me from these sadistic princesses and hope her price for salvation isn’t to high.
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