Before you comprehend it, Mewtwo suddenly teleports in front of you, his feet inches away from your face. "Lick," Mewtwo commands. You open your mouth eagerly and start licking Mewtwo's left sole. Surprisingly, his feet aren't grimy, just salty. "I might not get dirty, human, but... it is possible for me to sweat." You look at Mewtwo and give him a reassuring smile. "We are alone. You can tell me anything." Mewtwo pushes his right foot into your face. "Lick, now." You eagerly oblige, gently grabbing one of his heels and slobbering your tongue all over his feet. Mewtwo slightly smirks at your work, but when you start sucking on his toes, it really gets him going. "Are you purring?" you ask with a smirk.
Mewtwo then kicks you to the floor, but before you land, he holds you in place and softly lets you down. You attempt to get up, but Mewtwo teleports on top of you, pressing his foot against your...
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