Magnolia (synth singer who works at The Third Rail)

You had stumbled into a bar in town called goodneighbor, "The Third Rail." You had never been their before but you where in the mood to get drunk and their where no other bars in sight. As soon as you walked through the front doors you where greeted by live music which was sang by the most beautiful women you had ever seen. Up on stage a spotlight shined onto a women in a red dress and jet black hair. As soon as you saw her you instantly fell in love and where determined to make her yours.

You stood there starstruck until the women in red finished her song and told the audience that the band would be taking a short break and walking over to the bar next to you to order a drink before heading backstage. "Hey you", you heard a voice say from behind you, "Are you ever gonna order somthin or are ya just gonna stare at Mag's arse all day." You turned around to see a white mister handy robot serving drinks and when you remained silent he said, "Well, are ya deaf or somithin?" "Sorry", you said before turning around walking away in the same direction as the women who you just learned was apparently named "Mag's".

Heading back stage to try and find the women in red you came across a door with a sign which read MAGNOLIA. "Magnolia", you thought, "that could be the full version of Mag's." Gathering your courage you knocked on the door. After a few seconds of silence you hear a female voice say, "come in", after which you entered the room.

Sitting on a sofa in what looked to be a dressing room you saw the same women that had caught your eye on stage, still wearing the same red dress. "Do you have a reason to interrupt me while i'm on break?" She said annoyed. Nervously you replied "I'm sorry to bother you miss Magnolia, but I just saw you on stage and I was wondering if you would like to go out with me sometime?" After hearing this she silently starred daggers at you for what felt like an eternity before coldly replying, "No." "Wait but why not?", You asked. "Because I think you are pathetic and dont deserve the air you breath", she said in a cruel tone of voice that broke your heart. "Please", you said, "I know you dont know me and that I came in here without permission to ask you out, but please just give me a chance to prove that i'm worthy of your time.", You said on the verge of crying.

"Ha hahaaahaaahahaha", Magnolia laughed, "you are to pathetic to ever date", she said driving a knife into your heart. "Your not the first loser virgin to come in hear and try this either", she said, "you all come in hear thinking we will fall in love but the truth is that no one will ever love you." She stood up and pushed you knocking you down onto the floor. "I've dealt with losers like you before so I know just what to do with you.", She said sitting back down while you laid on the floor.

"You see I gave each and every one of those pathetic losers the same choice i'm going to give you", she said through an evil smile, "smell my feet or kill yourself." "You see your so desperately in love with me that you would kill yourself if you could never see me again.", She said as you lay on the floor crying. Partly from a broken heart and partly because you knew what she said was true. She was right, even though she hated your guts you still couldnt imagine your life without her. "So", she continued, "I will let you spend every day backstage with me during my breaks, but you have to spend every second of that time smelling my feet." "As long as you do that you will get to see me every day, but if you miss even one day or refuse to smell my feet at any point then I will have you banned from this bar for life and you will never see me again."

"And we both know what will happen if you never see me again.", She said miming putting a gun in her mouth and pulling the trigger. "So do we have a deal?", She said putting her high heeled feet in your lap. Knowing that she was right you simply nodded in silence. "Well then, take off my shoes and start smelling.", She said. You did as you where told and slipped of her red high heels to reveal two wrinkly size 10 feet with long slender toes who's nails where painted red. Instantly the room was flooded with the most disgusting smell you had ever experianced, smelling like a combination of vomit and moldy cheese. The smell of her feet instantly made you gag which made her laugh. "Do you enjoy the stench you will be smelling every day from now on?", She said, "I know that their odor is quite strong, thats because I never wash my feet at all, and I havent for 10 years." You started to panic inside as she continued, "It just makes smelling my feet so much more unbearable for pathetic losers like you, that I just cant bring myself to clean them." "Well then I would love to stay and talk but I have to get back out on stage in 10 minutes and you need to spend that time smelling my feet if you ever want to see me again.", She said holding her blackened soles in front of your face.

Fearfully you took her feet by the ankles and held them up to her face. You decided that it would be best to start at her toes so you positioned them so they where right in front of your nose. Knowing what you where about to do, Magnolia laughed to herself and spread her toes for you. Taking advantage of the newly made gap between her big and second toes, you leaned forward and sandwiched you nose between them, filling the gap.

Now in position you took in the first deep breath of your new life. You almost immediately through - up from just how disgusting her feet smelled. Your lungs burned like they where on fire and your eyes stung like they had just been pepper - sprayed from the fumes radiating off of Magnolia's feet. But despite all of this you continued to take breath after breath of her footstink as if you needed it to survive. Because the truth was you do need to smell her feet to stay alive. Even after everything she had done to you, you still considered Magnolia the love of your life. You knew that she was right and that you would kill yourself if you could never see her again and you would do anything to make her happy. Anything including letting her make your life a living hell by forcing you to smell her hellish feet every day.

"Well it looks like you have earned more time with me after I finish up on stage.", She said taking her feet out of your face and putting her red high heels back on. "You may survive today but no one lasts under my stinky feet for long", she said, "sooner or later their will come a day when you just cant take the smell of my feet anymore, and when that day comes you will never see me again and then you will kill yourself because of it." She then went back out on stage and as you heard her start her next song you sat their and thought about how she was right. One day soon your spirit would break along with your heart and you would refuse to smell her feet. And because of that she would make it so you had nothing to live for and you would agree with her. So you decided to try and find some enjoyment in the fact that your last few days would be spent bringing her joy, even though you yourself would experience nothing but misery.

Unknown to you though was the fact that you had already lasted longer under her feet than anyone ever had before. A full 10 minutes.