With your nose crammed up into the scavengers warm, soggy toes, you took a deep breath in, inviting excess sweat and bits of the overwhelming toejam taking shelter between her toes to get vacuumed into your nose. The worst part of it all was the paint-melting stench that you had no choice but to let cook your poor brain. The scavenger wiggled her toes while smiling with delight. "I don't get many chances to wash these poor beauties." She practically giggled out in an attractive imperial accent as she pressed her rancid feet harder against your face. "But do keep sniffing, it feels wonderful." Your eyes were already rolling to the back of your head, but in fear of more up close and personal meetings with the scavengers staff or an even worse torture, you tried to make the girl pleased, helping out her rank Aak-dogs get nice and comfy on your face with more cooling sniffs. Your eyes teared up more and more with every sniff of her toes, her sweaty feet coated in a rancid stench bad enough to kill a taun-taun.
The scavengers grin grew more wicked as the spread her toes as wife as she could, cramming your nose as hard as she could without damaging her new property between the big toe and second toe of her right foot. "I know you saw all that nasty toe-jam" she said, scrunching her tose. "Now snort that all up and maybe you could have a break." You could see her surprisingly white teeth through her smile now as she took way to much delight in this. You wanted that break but you new that toe-jam would require a lot of deep, deep sniffing to get it unstuck from between her toes and you might just pass out from these reeking feet.
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