"Amy's feet, will you...ugh...will you be my girlfriends?" You say to your sister's feet, which continue to hover a mere few inches from your face. In response, Amy waves her feet around excitedly and squeals in delight along with your cousin. "They said yes!" Amy chirps, and begins rubbing your face with her sweaty feet, you reflexively begin to turn away, but Erica, still sitting right behind you, brings her feet up to either side of your head, her toes resting on both of your cheeks. and holds it firmly in place.
"Now don't be so rude Stan, let Amy's feet give you a hug!" Erica admonishes with mock disapproval. You can do little else but simply allow Amy to begin smothering your face with her feet. Her toes create a flesh cage around your nose, and her soles cover your mouth, forcing you to breathe in nothing but the overwhelming stench of her feet. Amy begins to slightly rub her feet left and right, barely moving them but rocking them enough to smear the sweat from her feet all across your face. You can still definitely smell your cousin's as well, though not nearly as strongly while she keeps them firmly set around your head. As Amy continues to press her feet firmly into your face, Erica begins to drag her toes across your cheeks as if caressing them, and she says "That's so sweet, just look how much Amy's feet love you Stan! You should kiss them and show them you love them too!".
As much as it sounds like a suggestion, you know it's a direct order. Amy pulls back her feet and you can see her grinning down at you. She keeps her feet close to your face, eagerly awaiting for you to express your "affection" for her rank feet. You know better than to disobey, you've already pushed your luck as far as it is. You reluctantly lean forward, and begin kissing her left foot, starting from the heel and working your way up to the ball of her foot. You then give each of her toes a kiss, fighting the urge to wipe the accumulated foot sweat from your face and lips lest you anger your tormentors. "Don't make the other one jealous, kiss her too!" Amy demands, barely able to keep from laughing as you repeat the process with her right foot , showering it with kisses while you do your best to keep from retching from the near unbearable stench wafting from the feet all around your face.
When you've just finished kissing her right foot, and give Amy's right pinkey toe it's parting kiss, Erica leans down to whisper into your ear....
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