You look up in horror as Raquelle grabs her Birks, sure that she will expose you, but as she drops them with a loud *SLAP* on the floor next to her dirty feet, you realize a worse fate awaits you.
“Alright girls, good work today, I’m heading home!” She shouts to her teammates as she smiles at you menacingly teasing you with the torture as she puts on her other sandal and twirls yours with her smelly foot.
You silently plead with your eyes to let you go, but with a smirk and a shrug Raquelle slides her nasty foot in over you, slowly, so you can watch all the filth and grime slowly overtake you, staring straight up at the goddess who is about to suffocate you with toe jam and foot odor. The feeling of a soft jelly covers you as her stinky feet envelope you. As she puts it on all the way, she wiggles her toes, filling your mouth with the acrid taste of her foot gunk and jam, the strong salty flavor of sweat and foot dirt causing you to gasp and gag. You find the only air you get is tainted by the cheesy foot odor protruding from between her toes. The environment is disgusting, a moldy, soaking wet sandal to your back and a toxic smelling grimy foot to your face. You cry in disgust and pain as the scent of her feet burns your nostrils and lungs, making you nauseous and dizzy. You fight to stay awake and endure this disgusting foot torture as she leaves the locker room and decides to...
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