A Dark Elf comes to see you.

You continue to eat up the delicious toejam, enjoying how gooey it was and how vinegary it tasted. Eventually you hear footsteps, and after quickly swallowing a mouthful of sweat and toegunk you look up. Walking into the cavern was a dark skinned elf dressed in a latex bodysuit. She had red eyes and silvery hair, and she carried a cup. "Hello, footslave. Welcome to Macta's lair. You will be servicing me and the other monsters who serve her."

You became excited, eager to get to worshipping the foul scented ladies who served Macta! Though a small part of you desperately wanted to escape.

"Since you're new here, I'll give you a choice. You can worship me, a beelzebub, or a hydra."