Georgia Needs a Foot Insole

"My feet have been hurtin' all day from these boots. Need some comfort for these babies, and you just night be the one to do it, little fox." As Georgia said this with a wicked grin, she sat a nearby bench a pulled off her right boot, struggling with it at first due to the amount of sweat over the years of wearing them. As she pulled the boot off, Samantha reeled back at how smelly and sweaty they were. They were practically having a waterfall of sweat, with a green hue of stink eminating from them.

Wiggling her toes in comfort at the fresh air coming to them, Georgia sighed, "Aah, nothin' like pulling these boots off and just relaxin'." Noticing Samantha's disgust, Georgia chuckled. "Hehe. Don't like the smell? Its the smell of hard work and having to deal with that annoying Texas." She says, wiggling her toes in front of Samantha. As she wiggled them, Samantha couldn't help but noticed just how massive they were, as one of them alone could stomp her flat, with the toes as big as her own head, maybe even more.

"Since I need something to comfort them, you're the next best thing, foxy. Hope you like sweat." Georgia teased, giving a stomp of her right foot on Samantha, and grinding her into the ground.