She moves about to take her boots off ( foot stuff incoming)

Loreley grins and takes a step back. “There is one specific task I have in mind for you... Something so intense that no living being would be willing to do. But you will do it for me, oh yes, you will. You can most certainly already smell my... scent. However, what I have in mind for you is about the very strongest aroma my body is capable of producing. Hehehe... You will understand soon!”

Right now, you don't really understand it at all, but even so, you don't like what you are hearing, anyway. Loreley keeps smiling serenely and grabs a nearby chair, sitting down in front of you. She proceeds to cross one leg over the other, bringing one foot to rest on her thigh. You look at it... It's clad in a filthy, dark leather boot and seems to be a bit on the large side for someone of the size and stature of Loreley.

The forsaken apothecary chuckles and drums her fingers on the leather of her boot. “You already have an idea where I'm getting at, yes? Hehehe... Good. Indeed, it is my feet I was referring to. You must know, even back when I was a human just like you, before I became like... This. Even back then, I was cursed – or blessed, depending on how you see it – with naturally incredibly strongly sweating and thus smelling feet. And... Well, this new shape did me no favors with that. I sweat just as strongly now, if not more, and the smell, well... You will see, soon.”

You shake your head in revulsion. “Why... Why do you even tell me that?” You demand to know.

“Hmm, why, indeed. I doubt that you can even prepare yourself for what is to come,” Loreley says, pondering, before shrugging her shoulders. “I suppose I just like making it a bit dramatic and all. On that point... You see these boots here? They not only get extremely hot and stuffy, but they are indeed absolutely airtight. I need them for my work. And, well, as such, I not only wear them every day, but I have done so for a couple years now. Well, then!”

Loreley grips her boot with both hands and starts to, with considerable effort as it looks like, taking it off. Your eyes are glued upon it, of course, and you dread what is to come. Finally, her big leather boot does slide off, slowly but surely revealing her bare foot. Nothing could have prepared you for this, indeed!

Her foot, which is indeed quite on the big side for someone her height, is, as you have to admit, surprisingly elegantly, and even beautifully shaped; it is rather on the long, slender side, with a pronounced, high arch and long, well-shaped toes. But the positive aspects end there. For one thing... It is absolutely filthy, and

Loreley's foot is visibly filthy, with small, black specks adorning it here and there, and even worse is its **** level of sweatiness: not only is the surface of her skin entirely covered with the repulsive, shockingly sticky looking stuff, but some of it is even slowly dripping down to the ground.

It is then when you notice the air getting heavy, moist and horribly warm... Loreley's steamy boot and her now unleashed foot are downright heating it up. You take the smallest, most careful little breath...

Immediately, your eyes bulge in shock and horror and you are **** to retch and gag hard. By far the worst stench you have ever experienced, much stronger and worse than you would have ever thought to even be possible explodes into your nose with the **** of 100 mana bombs.

Loreley giggles sweetly, slowly turning her foot and showing the sole to you. It is of a light gray color, a bit lighter than the rest of her skin, though in certain spots, such as her heel and the ball of her foot, the skin is a much darker shade of gray. Horrible, sticky looking black specks are all over her sweat-laden sole and Loreley's toes are the worst of all: they are packed with a dark gray, creamy sludge of pure toe-jam.

As she wiggles her filth-infested toes at you, more of her deadly foot-stench is fanned your way, and you **** and gasp breathlessly as it invades your respiratory system. It is a cruel stench, thick and piercing, reeking of moldy, rotten cheese and pungent sweat, foul and putrid. Even sitting like this, still a little away from her, the stench of Loreley's foot is absolutely unbearable and you feel as though you are literally ****.

"Quite impressive, are they not? Hmmm, hmmmm, hmmmm... Let's give this cell the full dose," Loreley says cheerfully, moving to take off her second boot as well.

"No... Please... I can't get any air," you sputter, your eyes widening with fear, staring desperately at her.

"Heh... Is it really that bad for you already? My oh my, that almost makes me feel a little bad for you," Loreley's says, removing her second boot and exposing the air and you to the combined stench of both her feet and boots.

As you cough and gag, Loreley is grinning. "The task you will do for me will doubtlessly be quite unpleasant for you, I fear. Because... What I will have you do..."

As she speaks, Loreley slowly extends one of her horrid feet, filthy, steaming, and dripping with slimy sweat, closer to you. The noxious stench gets worse and worse with each passing moment.

"No! No, please! Hurrrrgh... Stop, please stop! I'll, I'll do anything- please!" You wail and beg as her sole comes closer and closer to your face.

Finally, she stops her movement, hovering her repulsive stink-foot in mid-air. It is so close to you now that you can see every fine line on her soles, and every single drop of sweat. The heavy, moist heat of her sole radiates against your skin and you squirm and gasp as the stench is so foul, intense and outright unbearable this close that it feels nothing short of **** to you.

“Move it down... arrghhh... P-Please... Move it... away... I can't... I can't...”

Loreley suddenly lowers her feet, and stares at you intensely, her eyes glowing a hard golden hue and her teeth gleaming as she's grinning. “What you will do for me... You will press your face against my soles. Rub them all over yourself... Smelling, sniffing them, or a long, long time... And then finally, lick and suck them perfectly clean, no matter how long it will take you.”

You stare at her with an expression of disbelief and horror. “You will have to kill me first... Nothing... No matter what you'll do to me- I will never do anything of the sort! Just- Just go ahead, and finish it already!”

Loreley seems less than impressed with your performance. “Oh, really? Ah, I wonder...”