Sophie sat on your chair, and crossed one leg over the other. She snapped her fingers, and your body instinctively crawled towards her. You realise that no matter how much you struggle, your body will obey her every command. You could only hope that what she had in store for you wasn't all that bad.
"Take off my boys." Sophie commanded, impatiently. As you kneel in front of , Your hands, moving of their own accord, removed her first boot, unlacing it all the way down, and taking it off of her foot. You look at her foot. She only has four toes. Her foot is hairy, and the sole is padded, like a Dogs. She also has dog nails under her fur. Crossing her otter leg, Sophie instructed you to remove her second boot. Her other foot is just the same as the first.
With your face inches away from her feet, you can smell the strong stench coming from her hairy feet. It's rotten, and smells horrible. Sophie smiled at the disgusted face you make.
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