As you look closer at what you presumed to be a pair of shining, sweaty feet, you realize that they were not feet at all; rather, they were footprints! Pink ones, in fact.
That’s odd, you ponder, What kind of substance did this person step in? It looks thick, almost like a resin of some sort.
Having nowhere to go, the path long since being lost, you decide to follow these tracks. Probably not the best idea, but it’s better than being a sitting duck, right? The smell wasn’t getting worse, either. In fact, it seemed to be getting sweeter again!
You keep following the tracks for a while. They seem to go on without end, but something about their appearance seems to subtly change as you walk further on. After a discrepancy between the original footprints you saw and the new ones you were tracking became large enough to catch your eye, you get down on your knees, leaning to get a closer look. Instead of looking dry and hardened, these footprints had a sleek sheen to them, almost like rubber. You close in towards the bizarre foot-shaped indent, intent on learning more about it…
Before you can even process what you’re doing, your body grows a mind of its own; you prostrate yourself, place your nose to one of the large, sticky footprints, and breathe in like a drowning man. Your hand finds its way down your pants, and you begin to involuntarily jack off. Any sane part of your mind was completely erased in your jerking frenzy, the mind-numbing mixture of a sweet, candylike fragrance and the unmistakable musk of tired, sweaty feet taking hold of your puny mind. You stick your tongue out, lapping up the substance from the earthy prison that was the ground, extracting morsels of the viscous stuff and swallowing it with a greedy desperation. You sniff, and lick, and shiver, your thoughts melting into a haze of pleasure and addiction.
You stay there for a while, bringing yourself to completion multiple times before you pass out from exhaustion, the smell lulling you into a deep, perverse sleep.
When you wake up, you awake in the middle of the night, and you find that you are…
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