Take advantage of her

“Ahem.” Quinn’s left foot cleared its throat, “First on the agenda, some olfactory amendment. Quinny here doesn’t like our particular aroma.”

“Well, we can easily fix that.”

“Of course. But we wouldn’t want the process to be too jarring now; I’m sure our foot-phobic owner would prefer it be as… _seamless _as possible.”

“Agreed.”

With that, both feet began approaching Quinn’s face. Her right foot placed itself so that its sole would seal off Quinn’s mouth, forcing her to breath through her nose, which was coincidentally stuffed between its socked toes. The girl’s brow quickly furrowed as she began to unconsciously inhale her foot odor. Even while asleep she instinctively tried to turn away, but only managed to move a little while her head was pinned down. So as to prevent the struggling from waking herself, Quinn’s left foot jumped in.

“Shhh… It’s OK. You’re safe with us.” Her left foot whispered. It slowly alternated between brushing her hair and nuzzling her cheek, with the occasional kiss on the forehead thrown in for good measure.

After a few minutes, Quinn appeared to calm down. Her body was starting to adjust to the smell, like one would with background noise.

“There. Good girl.” Her foot cooed. “Stay there a second longer, Righty.”

Her left foot started to stretch towards Quinn’s laundry hamper. With a little effort it managed to drag her body along far enough to reach inside. A little few seconds later it emerged and began returning with Quinn’s dirty white socks from the day. The still moist fabric was now cold, but the smell was just as pungent. When her right foot saw the approaching laundry, it carefully moved away to make room over Quinn’s nose. With the dirty socks draped across her face, the pair watched closely for any reaction.

“No reaction. Perfect!”

“And her mouth is still closed, so she’s breathing with her nose!”

The pair performed a quick high five in celebration.

“Everything’s going smoothly so far, but we can’t relax yet. Getting her comfortable with our smell while sleeping is easy. But as soon as she wakes up, we both know she’s going right back to her old, misguided ways. We have to do more.” Her left foot gave a devious smile as it uttered the last part.

With Quinn’s face still buried beneath her socks, the mischievous pair began trailing down her body. Her left foot gently kissed down her neck while her right foot began unbuttoning her blouse. Despite still being clad in the pink sock, her right foot managed to skillfully pop open button after button. It opened the last one just as the trail of kisses arrived at Quinn’s collar. Her feet then flung open her blouse in synchrony, exposing her perky breasts. The rush of cold air made her nipples stand up just a tad.

“Wow. Well, I have to admit, the broad’s got great tits.” Said the left foot.

“Shall we?”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.”

Together, they slowly approached Quinn’s chest.

Her right foot was first to act, giving her right nipple a gentle flick and eliciting a small shudder. The pair giggled. Her right foot gave a quick glace towards Quinn’s head. After confirming their owner to still be asleep, it continued with its teasing. Using its big toe, it drew small circles around the tip of her nipple. The small, pink mound of flesh quickly hardened from the stimulation. When it became fully erect, her foot pinched it between its big and second toe and gently twisted.

On the other breast, her left foot had begun massaging her tit with its entire sole. Slowly kneading and grinding away. The arousal in her left foot grew every time Quinn’s nipple brushed against its toes or the ball of her foot. When it eventually got closer to her soles, the lips adorning her foot parted and out slithered a tongue identical to Quinn’s own. Her foot’s tongue and lips wrapped around her nipple and pulled in towards its awaiting mouth. It sucked and licked with all its ****, letting loose muffled moans into her bosom.

Hearing the excitement emanating beside her, Quinn’s right foot tried to grab a nipple of its own between its teeth through the fabric of her sock. It only took a couple attempts to succeed. A few playful nibbles elicited more shivers from Quinn. Her right foot then took a short concession to drag itself against the bed sheets with just enough friction to peel the sock halfway up its sole exposing its own tongue to attack her sensitive nip.

Lost in ecstasy, her right foot barely noticed the approach of its sister, having left its own breast behind.

“Mmm. May I join you?” It inquired.

A simple nod was the only response form the preoccupied foot.

“I see you’re finally showing some skin. I was wondering how long you were going to hide in there.”

“Well it’s finally getting hot out here.” Her right foot giggled.

The two feet nuzzled against each other, then turned to Quinn’s right tit. Both feet then proceeded, in tandem, to give her breast and nipple a vigorous tongue lashing. Occasionally, their tongues would intertwine leading the two feet to lock lips. While right foot blushed at the sudden kiss, left foot was more than happy to take the lead. Much to right foot’s surprise, left foot wrestled its tongue deep into the right foot’s mouth, exploring every inch within reach. A few tantalizing seconds later, it ended their embrace and slowly withdrew. A strand of saliva trailed between their lips.

“Wh— wha— what was that for?” Her right foot stammered, clearly flustered from the unexpected attention.

“It’s just been a while since I’ve seen you out, and you looked really sexy getting it on with her boobs. I couldn’t help myself.”

Her right foot blushed a deeper pink than the sock on its toes. It quickly dragged backwards against the bed sheets, pulling the sock back down over its heel. Seeing this caused her left foot to let out a chuckle.

“Sh— Shut up!”

“Sorry. Sorry.”

“…Next time give me warning. Jeez.” Came the muttered reply, the sock hiding an embarrassed smile.

“Of course. But for now, we’re still not done yet.”

As the pair looked down, the light streaming through Quinn’s window highlighted a growing dark spot on her panties. Meanwhile, Quinn herself, never one to hold her liquor, was still asleep. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, still drawing in the scent of her worn socks.