You fight it, lord how you fight it. But as much as you try, as much as you resist, you're just too tired, too open to control to win. Or maybe, deep down, you really do have a thing for feet. Whatever the reason you can't help but find yourself leaning forward.
Alice lets out a giggle as your face meets her feet. She rubs them on your face, then she has a truly evil idea.
"Hey cousin," she says, "If you like my toes so much, why don't you lick em?"
You....
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