The young man blinked in utter confusion. As much as he hated to think, the woman's friend was probably right. It was the next words though which sent him off into utter despair.
"She's clearly wrong about that... You'll help me out here, right?"
After simply starting and opening your mouth in disbelief, the woman did the unthinkable - She began to remove her socks, the scent already worsening by the second, X stared as clearly her friend was 100% correct - There was tons of toe-jam there.
Giggling at you before gasping, the woman speaks. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself! My name's Robyn! Hehehe... I really appreciate you doing this! Oh, hm... Well, open wide!"
Looking at X expectantly, Robyn shoved one of her feet into his mouth and smiled. "Alright, just get that stuff off or something. I'm sure there won't be much, hehe..."
Extremely hesitantly and his face having gone a deep red shade, X began to lick, and suck her toes before feeling the other poking at his lap. There was more to this, supposedly.
"Sorry to ask this, but could you massage my feet while you do this? I've been working out and they're pretty sore, so."
It could only get worse from here, already having an incredibly salty taste in his mouth, almost gagging on the sheer amount of toe-jam Robyn seemed to produce from her feet... For some reason, he accepted and started to rub the woman's foot. She seemed to be enjoying it, oblivious to the fact that X's hands were now covered in sweat and dirt.
After what seemed like hours, X couldn't find any more toe-jam on her foot, as he gently removed it from his mouth, sighed in relief and attempted to clear his nose from the smell, though since it had filled the entire cabin there was no real chance of success.
Somehow, he'd eaten that much toe-jam that he was almost full... Though Robyn's next words shattered X's will to live.
"So, are you ready for my other foot?" Robyn asked, completely unknowing of the suffering he'd been through.
"Ngh... S-Sure..."
Sighing again, he took her other foot into his mouth and the 'clean' one into his hands to rub, repeating the same process for what again felt like hours.
After all was done, Robyn looked fit to burst, staring at X with glee.
"So... Are you full? Was my friend wrong or not?"
X was indeed more than full, very overfed in fact, his mouth tasting of toe-jam and sweat, though that would just be rude.
"W-Well, of course not... H-Heh, of course your friend is wrong..."
Standing up, moving (to X's horror) closer to him and hugging him tightly, Robyn smiled brightly, her armpits rubbing over his face getting him covered in her smell, afterwards sitting back on her seat, (thankfully) putting her socks back on and... Resting her feet on your lap. By this point you just said nothing.
"Listen, thanks... I was actually starting to believe her, hehe. Like I said, these sneakers are five years old, you'd think they'd smell bad by now but apparently not! Aw, you're a good kid, you know that?"
Despite X's status as a legal adult (being 20) he said nothing about the 'kid' remark, mumbling something of the lines of 'no problem' and smiling politely again.
"Well, actually, it'd be great if I got your phone number, you're an awesome guy, hehe. It's nowhere near my stop yet so we can do more stuff together, but otherwise I wanna see you again!"
X simply gave the number, adding Robyn to his contacts (making a mental note to be 'busy' if she called) and, being unable to suppress his curiosity...
"What stort of stuff?"
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