Her feet need a cleaning too

"Ok, now enough with the break, my little feet need your cleaning fur too!"

Vanessa exclaimed in a cheerful voice, pointing with her index finger at her bare feet. Timothy hearing these words and looking at the skunk's feet, he began to moan in disgust and to try to free himself from his towel shape, but without success.

"Ok with having to kiss an anus, ok with having to be used as a towel, but not the feet! Anything but not the feet!" He thought the squirrel as he continued to wriggle relentlessly.

"Oh come on, what's bothering you? My feet smell like flowers, always!" And as she said this, the skunk brought one of her heels up to her nose to smell what it was like, then coughed heavily and threw the shoe away and putted a hand on her nose.

"Oh right, I haven't washed in a week. Okay, I actually understand your agitation, but that won't save you from your punishment!"

And as she said this, Vanessa took The Towel-Timothy and after sitting on a chair, she extended her legs and began to rub the thief's body on her stinking feet, with the side of his face facing her soles.

If her armpits were smelly, the actress's unwashed feet were so much more so, and instead of the sour, salty smell from before, they had a strong cheese smell that made the squirrel's skin crawl.

"Mmh, feeling your fur massaging and cleaning my feet is a beautiful sensation, but it is even more so to know that cleaning them is a two-bit criminal like you!" She teased the skunk as she rubbed the thief's face faster and harder on her feet.

"Okay, now in the middle of the toes. I'm pretty sure there's something else in there for you to remove along with the sweat ..." she went on talking the skunk with a sadistic chuckle,

as she opened her toes to rub the squirrel between them as if he were a floss, removing sweat and small brownish bits of toejam that clung to the squirrel's fur, soiling it and making it stink even more.

"Sob, when will this nightmare end? ..." Timothy thought disconsolately as the nauseating smell on his fur, once smooth and clean and now dirty and messed up, became more and more intense.

After about ten minutes of this disgusting treatment, Vanessa finally finished cleaning her feet with Timothy, and after yawning her she said, "Well, cute, I think it's time to go to sleep."

At these words to Timothy the turned to light up with hope: finally that perverted actress would have freed him!

But unfortunately for him she just put him in the middle of her buttocks and put on a pair of clean underwear, trapping him.

He immediately began to make muffled noises of anger but Vanessa responded by saying only: "Sorry cute, but I don't want to make one of my beds or sofas smelly because of your dirty fur!"

In a tone that made it seem like she had nothing to do with the fact that the thief's brown fur was now dirty, but that it was the thief's sole fault.

After crawling into her bed and turning off the house lights, Vanessa fell asleep quickly, enjoying the sweet clean warmth of the blankets, while the poor squirrel had to suffer the musky and disgustingly damp heat of the skunk's butt.

"At least in the morning she will let me go ..." thought the thief, while with difficulty he closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.