This choice: Jake survives the five years • Go Back...Chapter #8Jake survives the five years by: Unknown Jake has been miserable the past five years as Megabutt's slave. Each night before she went to bed, She would tie his face against her hips, and all throughout the night he was gassed by her. That was only if he was lucky, too. Some nights she would have other villains pay her to take Jake home with them for the night. He could remember the first time this happened, when Megabutt gave him to Footgirl.
Footgirl was thrilled that Jake had to do everything she said, and took advantage of the opportunity. First, she had stomped on him a bit. Later, he remebered she used his face like a footstool while she watched a long documentary. Finally, after a night of terrorizing the town, the worst part happened. The memory was fresh in his mind.
Footgirl came back covered in sweat after working so hard, and carried with her bags of money from a bank she had robbed. Jake was on the floor, still passed out from when she had made him smell her feet for half an hour. "Wake up bird brain, we have company!" Jake opened his eyes slowly, to see that foot girl was with someone. When he realized who it was, he felt his heart sink. The Tomboy Goddess stood net to Footgirl, smirking. "I didn't realize the rumors were true. He is a willing slave?" Footgirl laughed and nodded, "Yeah, watched this. Hey Jake, get over here!" He began to get up, but Footgirl shook her head. "No, crawl like the dog you are." Jake looked down and complied, crawling over to his two rivals. Footgirl then removed the leather boot she had been wearing, which made a wet squelch as her bare, sweat drenched foot was pulled out. She then gave Jake the boot and smirked. "Drink up Jakey," he felt sick to his stomach as he tilted the boot towards his mouth, and the rancid foot sweat rushed into his maw. His tongue recoiled at the taste, and the foul taste caused him to take a breath, resulting in a coughing fit brought on by the stench of her boot. He gagged after swallowing the sweat, and looked up at the two of them. "Tell me brat, was it good?" She grabbed Jake's nose roughly between her disgusting, slimy toes. "...It was...the best thing I ever tasted..." Jake uttered quietly. The Tomboy Goddess laughed. "I know what we can do with him. I have an itch on the inside of my butt I haven't been able to reach." She grinned, and Jake felt himself begin to shrink. Instead of just his nose, his entire body was between Footgirl's disgusting feet. The shock of what happened along with the awful smell caused him to pass out.
When he awoke, he realized he was still between her awful toes. He was naked now, and soaked in sweat. Grease and toejam coated his body...and a string was tied to his waist. He noticed that the other end was around Footgirl's big toe. "Heh, bird brat is awake." She grinned, and The Goddess said, "then let's begin." Jake noticed she had pulled down her pants, and was now bending over. What was going on?! Footgirl began to move her foot closer to the Goddess's ass, and the smell was equal to that of Megabutt's considering his size. Soon, Jake were bombarded by thick curly hairs as he were pressed up towards the Goddess's anus, which seemed to pulse with anticipation. If the brown streaks all around him was any indication, it seemed the Goddess wasn't too fond of anal hygiene. Then, he were released from the grip of the toes, only to feel the big toe push hard against his body. Since Jake was lubed up by Footgirl's toe gunk, he slid in easily. It was just as awful inside. feces and mucus lined the walls of flesh around Jake. he then felt a finger push him in deeper. "Right...there!" Came a reverberating voice from the Goddess. Jake would have asked what was there, but then realized he couldn't breath in here, there was no air! Jake's breathless squirms only seemed to please the goddess, who moaned loudly. "As much as I enjoy feeling you squirm, down to business little bird. I need you to scratch around you, hurry and do it before you die in there, that would be unfortunate." He hurriedly beganto scratch around him, not caring that he was getting filth under his fingernails. Finally he heard a sigh of relief, and the rope began to pull him back out.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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