Well, it can't hurt, can it?

"Oh, uh, sure!" You reply, and the Scylla smiles as she wraps you up in her tentacles. They were very slimy, and felt pleasant against your skin. "Ooh..." You moan, as the Scylla begins worshipping your feet by licking and sniffing them.

You sniff the tentacles, and begin feeling aroused by the intense stench of hot vinegar and rotten cheese. "Oooh... Your tentacles smell weird... But nice." You say, as you continue to sniff them.

"Why thank you, your feet smell really nice... Hopefully the next time I sniff them they'll have been marinating in sweat!"