Brandon looked at the tiny people running from his massively smelly feet and laughed. "C'mon now, I don't think they smell that bad." He laughed as he stopped a running group with his hand, scooping them up into it. Using his other hand he slipped off his sock, Lint and sweat fell into the town as he did so before the sock was pulled off all the way and exposed the mans bare feet.
It was covered in sweat and smelt terrible. Toe jam was thick in between his over grown toenails and they looked like he needed to wash them. He brought the sock to his hand and dumped the tiny people in, they all tumbled to the toes and Brandon looked at the sock with his prisoners in it, laughing.
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