"FINE, I will do it!" You threw your hands in up in the air. You were incredibly angry at the poor girl, ...but you still care deeply about her. Once again startling the lanky girl. With some aggressive stomps, you made your way back to those feet. The thick smell was a testament to her hard work. Despite your growing disorientation, you grunted began to rapidly press on the soles. Trying ease the too firm and red soles. And while breathing to your mouth.
A sharp hiss could be heard from a wincing Joslynn. Your little hands was a godsend to her big and ugly feet. But despite such a wondrous feeling, she feels...incredibly icky. First, she shrinks the cute boy she like...loves. Then she kidnaps him and his Pokemon. And finally, she tries to manipulate his own fetish for her own benefit.
She is such a worthless screw-up.
As he lays down exhausted and trying to hide his own package. Joslynn bit her lip, she gotta to make it up to him. So she...
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