I'm back nerd ~ And that means your tongue is gonna clean up my shoes. Don't think it's gonna do anything against their smell at this point though.. I mean, I can smell my socks through 'em. Sure, that shoe sole's gonna taste like shit, but a dork like you ain't got a choice. Get to it ~

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Yeah not sure your face reeks like my shoes just yet, but I'm sure my toes can fix that ~ Oh no, you ain't holding your breath for that one, loser. You'll be snorting that stank up while I'm dragging my toes all over. That reek is gonna be so much worse when it's painted all over your face ~

Nah dork, I don't care how bad it smells down there. Shoulda figured that one out when you saw the biohazard sign on those socks. You're gonna lay there and take it like a good loser. Shit, it'd be an improvement to have you reeking like my shoes when I'm done smothering you..

Well loser, what's my other shoe smell like? You liked the first one so much, figured it's only fair you got to huff the other one too ~ So then there's no need to turn that head away, right? Oh yeah, I know it fuckin' reeks. And you're gonna huff all that warm stank up, loser. Get to it.

You know what to do, dork. Mouth open, lips on that fat, stinkin' toe in front of you and make out with it. Suck the sweat and filth outta the fabric of that sock. And use your tongue some. Stick it right through that hole in the fabric and lick my toe. Get that nasty taste all over your tongue ~

Can't stop staring at it, can you? All the filth and sweat.. thah, you really are pathetic, nerd. Go on then. Worship. Get your fingers wet and stinkin' with my footsweat - I'll be grinding that greasy sock into your face soon enough. Better believe every inch of it is gonna reek like that sock ~

Don't you forget to worship that heel, loser. And - ahh - from what I'm smelling, you're gonna have to serioiusly clean it up as well, bwahah. Get that fuckin' tongue out and use it before I'm pulverizing your jaw with my heel, hahah. Shit, at this rate I should make you pay to kiss my feet ~

Your nerd-ass would call this a game over POV, right? What would that be like in those little dweeb RPGs you're into? Poison status? Nausea? Do those stack? Kinda looks like it, the more I'm wiggling my fat toes.. Struggle all you want. Once they're on your nose for good, you can call it gg.

Don't mind if I do, dweeb. It's almost like your face was meant to be stepped on by me. Such a perfect fit for my shoes too! I bet you can smell my socks already ~ Give 'em a kiss with some tongue and I'll let you take them off. Make sure you snort up that warm stank once that shoe's popped off..

Did you say something, doormat? Yeah, thought so. You just lay there and take it. As long as I'm makin' you eat dirt out on the field, you're gonna be licking the dirt off my shoes, heheh. Now open that mouth up and get a good taste of it. What's defeat taste like, nerd? ~

Hey nerd, does my shoe stink? ~ The guys have been yappin' again, so I figured I'd stuff this thing into your face and see if they're really as bad as they make 'em out to be. C'mon dork, take a deep breath. I wanna hear you inhale. It's still warm after all, practically steaming even, heheh.

While I'm cooking up some new pics, you can take another look at my toes ~ Ain't the contrast between clean and worn fabric on those socks beautiful? Tells you exactly where you've to press that sniffer.

Time to put those shoes back on, dweeb. And keep that head still. Doormats don't move around. I'd stuff my stinkin' toes into your mouth to keep you in place, but I think I'd rather stand on you, using all my weight to grind the stank of my sock into the sweatrag that is your face...

Sure looks like those bad boys did a number on your face ~ I don't even wanna imagine how smushing your face into those must've felt. Greasy, sticky.. and that smell.. I've no idea how you can stand it, but I guess it's stuck to you for good now. At least everyone's gonna know who you belong to..

Alright nerd, this time I want you to press your face into my hot, stinky socks. Go on, show me how much you want it to reek of my months old sweaty socks. Really get in there and wipe it up and down ~ get all of it covered in my sticky footsweat, like the sweat soakin' doormat that you are ~

Back to the other foot, dork. You still have some work to do. I think you'll start by huffing up all that nasty, hot stank before you'll get to suck out all the sweat I've worked up for you. Must be nice to smell and taste socks as ripe as mine, right? Should make you chew 'em out some day..

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Put some effort in, dweeb. Or do you want that heel slammed into your mouth? Thought so. Then be a good little bitch and lick off all that filth. Once you're done with that, you can start sucking the footsweat outta the fabric near my toes. At this rate I'm gonna have to charge you extra, shit..

Still didn't pass out, huh? Fine by me, dork. You can have a little break.. sucking my heel ~ Don't look at me like that. That's as much of a break as a loser like you is gonna get. Besides, even though I wiped my foot over your face, I think it's still dirty. So open that nerd-mouth and suck it ~

You sure you're holding up down there, dweeb? You're lookin' kinda pale.. though I guess that could just be all the footsweat and grime I've been smearing on your face.. so far. Yeah, you might wanna hold your breath, dork. Or don't. Either way, you're about to get smothered ~

Alright loser, time to huff my socks ~ You thought they were pretty bad, right? Heheh.. you've no idea, nerd. Once my sweaty toes are smearing their funk all over your sniffer, you're probably gonna beg me to let you go back to the heel, bwahah. The last guy ended up gagging from the smell alone..

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The air's getting kinda thick in here.. you gotta do a better job filtering that stank.. And don't you pass out. You're supposed to sniff that heel, right where the sock ripped. I gotta know if it's worse than the rest. Get your nose right onto that sweaty sock and give it a deep sniff, loser.

What's that? You're getting dizzy from the smell? Pff.. man, I knew you were weak, nerd, but this weak? I'd make you beg to keep my shoe on, but you and I both know it's coming off. Losers deserve to snort up the stink of my worn-out socks. Who cares if it knocks a few brain cells out, right? ~

Ah ah, you'll lick that shoe clean before anything else, dork. I wanna see that face when you're getting a taste of that sole. And I wanna hear your lips suck at it, before you're swallowing whatever you licked up. All while my other foot gets to air out its nasty, thick stank above your head ~

Aaaah, feels good to finally kick that shoe off. Sure doesn't smell too good though, phew.. Start sniffing, nerd. I don't wanna keep breathing that stank in all day. That's what you're here for after all. Well, that and soaking up all the nasty footsweat that's trapped in that sock..

Keep that head still while I'm kicking off my shoes, doormat. I've been wearing these for god knows how long and they gotta come off to cool down. I bet you can already smell what's coming, right? Oh yeah, those are gonna be real nasty, bwahah. Better brace yourself, dork ~

Didn't I tell you to stop staring, nerd? Put those eyes where they belong if you don't want to find out what deep-throating my shoe feels like. And speaking of.. you see that it could use a fresh spit shine, right? Mh-hm. Tongue out and get to work, doormat.

Are you even paying attention, dork? You're not supposed to look at my crotch, you're supposed to sniff my socks. That so hard to understand? I'd gag you on my underwear, but what's the point. You can't even get my socks clean. I suppose you can keep on trying with that though, if nothin' else..

If I didn't know any better I'd say you enjoyed your time with my shoe on your sniffer. What, is that you volunteering to sniff the team's cleats after a match? Dork. Well, since you're such a fan... let's see if you're gonna love that sweat soaked sock on your nose just as much ~

It's simple, dork. That shoe's getting pushed onto your nose and you tell me when the insole has completely coated it with footsweat. Easy, right? I'll let you go once you've really gotten in there. And snorted up all the footsweat, I mean. How long that'll take? Pff. Might be a while ~

Take a good look at that sole before I'm going to smush and grind it into your face, dork. And you better believe it's gonna leave a nice imprint ~ And by all means, do stick your tongue out. That sole needs a good cleanup and that nerd-face of yours makes for a perfect doormat.

Nah, you're gonna show the other foot some love as well. And by the smell of that shoe, this one's gonna be even worse, fuuck ~ Take a good look and tell me what it looks like from down there. Matted? Soaked in filth and sweat? Sucks for you, loser. Now get to work ~

I want my toes kissed, dork. If you thought my heels were bad.. well. Those socks have collected months worth of nasty footsweat. Not even sure if biohazard is the right word for 'em at this point. Lethal is more like it. Guess it doesn't help I've been workin' out, huh? Sucks for you ~

Gonna get your lips on my heel or what, loser? ~ I want you to lick and suck it 'til it sparkles. Guess this is as close as you'll get to the taste of winning. Y'know, with how much you suck you're gonna end up in a massage parlor before long. Guess this counts as training, right, dork? Bwahah.

Pheew, that stink doesn't get any less fierce, does it? Shit, I don't know how you can stand it, nerd. Let alone let me rub it in. Here I am not even properly sniffing my kicks and the stink that's rising up is almost burnin' my nostrils. Ah well, long as I get to pocket your lunch money...

Just 'cause you've a shoe tied to your face doesn't mean you're getting to slack off, dork. You'll get those little nerd hands dirty by rubbing my sweat soaked socks. And they WILL get dirty, bahah. You ever been able to wash the stank off your face by the way? Might have to add some more soon..

If you want my stinkin' shoes tied to your face, I guess all you gotta do is come and get 'em dork. Just know they're no less toxic than my socks at this point. And once they're on, they won't be coming off any time soon. In fact, you'll be my footrest in the meantime, dork ~

Yeah you can see how soaked my toes are ~ Been real hot out and I only just got to pop my shoes off for a sec. I'm gonna need a nerd to take care of my feet here.. And if I hear any bitching about how my shoes are making the entire place stink, you're spending the night with 'em tied to your face.

Man, that face of yours is lookin' about as clean as my socks right about now, bwahah. Hey, why don't you thank 'em for painting over that nerd-stench of pencil shavings and mountain dew that's sticking to you? And you know what that means, eheh. Kiss my foot, dork. Right on that exposed heel ~

Time to have your face smothered by my stinkin' socks! And they're real bad today. Soaked in sweat. I can practically see the steam coming off 'em. Feels good on your face, hm? That'll change once you feel how greasy and sticky they are, bwahah. That face of yours ain't ever gonna smell the same ~

You know where that sniffer's supposed to go. Need I say anything else, nerd?

Kept you waiting, hm? Guess it's worth it with socks as nasty as mine, right? Thing is, you don't get to keep me waiting when it comes to huffing and worshipping. And as long as you're able to respond, there's still too many working braincells in that nerd-head of yours. Gotta fix that ~

Bet you missed me, dork. Go on and take these off for me. My arms are sore from workin' out, so your thin nerd-arms will have to do. Tell ya what though, once you're done sniffin' my shoes, I can scrub my sweaty armpits into your face as a reward. Forgot my deodorant, y'know? ~

My eyes are up here nerd. But keep on staring. Long as the stink doesn't make your eyes water. I really should step on that head of yours, no? For a real up-close. Sure, you won't see much, but you'll feel my nasty footsweat squish out from thoe socks, right onto your face. That'll leave a mark ~

Taste good? Yeah, I should hope so. Yer worship sucks today. Is that biohazard stink of my socks scrambling that brain of yours? Shit, I've already taken all your lunch money. Is there anything else I can do, aside from gagging you on my socks? Step your game up or I'll step on you, dork.

Let that be a lesson to all the nerds out there. You give me your lunch money when I ask for it and you don't talk shit about the smell of my lucky socks. Else you're gonna find out first hand what it's like to be stuck in my shoes 24/7..

You can kiss that heel soon enough, dork. For now, you'll suck on my toes. Do tell me what they taste like though. Worked out extra hard to get those socks as sweaty and stanky as possible, bwahah. Makes me wonder how long you're gonna last, considering my socks are starting to break down on me ~

Phew, I really wasn't kidding when I said they were extra swampy. That stink could knock someone out.. Make sure you sniff it all up then. I don't wanna inhale more of this stuff than I have to. That's what you're here for. And if you're tappin' out on me, you'll wake up with a shoe on your face ~