The harpy boy's toes curl around your forehead as you lick up and down his hot, sweaty soles. The sweltering summer sun did quite the number on this harpy, as evidenced by the sweat and grime quickly coating your tongue. You didn't really care, however; you found the harpy boy's feet to be magnificent in their current state. As the sweat dripped down your head, you sucked on the harpy boy's heels. While you did so, the harpy boy's soles pressed down on the well-worn sandal laid across your nose. You inhaled deeply, enjoying the ripe odor emitted from the nasty footwear. (-10 MP)
The harpy boy slowly stroked his long, thick member, which was now fully erect. You licked your lips and savored the glimpses you could get from between his toes. Your own cock was throbbing and struggling against the tight fabric of your pants. The harpy boy took notice and grinded his bare ass against your dick. The harpy boy moaned as he continued stroking. "Mmmmmm, wow, you seem like you're really enjoying yourself!" He lifted his feet over your face and spread out his long, birdlike toes. "I think you missed a spot between these. Lick 'em up, and then the real fun will begin!" (-5 MP)
You could hardly contain yourself as your stuck out your tongue and slid it between the harpy's big and second toe. You lapped and lapped and lapped, digging out the most stubborn flecks of dirt and drops of sweat until the yellow scales shone with your saliva. While you worked the toes of one foot, the toes on the other covered your nose, smothering you with their cheesy, sour stench. The harpy boy playfully grabbed your tongue with his toes, using it to floss the nasty digits. (-10 MP)
After some time, you finally licked inbetween all of the harpy boy's toes. He brought a sole to his face to inspect it. "Hmmmm... looks clean enough to eat off of... which you're gonna be doing a lot of from now on, footslut! Anyways, I guess I did promise a reward for a job well done..." The harpy stands up and walks a few paces away from you. His stiff cock dangles between his legs. "C'mon and crawl over here for you "present!" Don't keep me waiting, or else I might just find someone else to give it to!"
Your MP: 9/100
Harpy Boy's HP: 6/6
Your MP is dangerously low... if you continue, you'll surely be enslaved!
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