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Some people find pulling pranks funny, until SachiFufu has to face the consequences of her own actions...or is it really consequences?
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“Ughhh, of all the things you do to me, you decide to dye my hair pink? PINK?!” Max cried out annoyed as they pressed their feet deeper into Sachi’s pitiful face. The sweat from his toes began to visibly seep into her hair. She had really done it now. During one of his signature long naps where almost nothing could wake him from she thought it would be oh so ‘cute’ if his hair was pink instead of white. Needless to say he was not so happy when he awoke, and the normally docile yokai decided to give her a faceful of his wrath in the form of his smelly and sweaty soles. He had made sure they were a new type of sweatiness and smelliness just for this occasion. His feet reeked of stale cabbage and festering cheese. All wrapped around in the smell of sweat and old leather from his shoes that she herself never let him replace. “Bet you wish you let me buy new shoes now.” They teased as they grinded their sweaty soles in her face, the sweat of their feet could be seen leaving trails on her feet. Sachi was just beside herself, she felt like she was in pure foot heaven at the gift her favorite divine pet gave her, she had never smelt his feet in such a way that matches his anger. She wondered if he made her angrier could she get her to make them smell even worse. Max removed their feet from Sachi’s face expecting an apology for ruining his hair.
“Awe but Myaxie, shouldn’t you be thanking me? Heehee, with your hair being that bright shade of pink you could start matching with Mal!” Not the apology Max was looking for. Their face turned bright red, almost like he was flustered. “Your face speaks for itself–” But before Sachi could finish her sentence, Max’s now steamy soles were once again plastered in her face. Good girl~ Sachi thought to herself as he began rubbing his feet in her face. Her feet felt much warmer than before, he was clearly still flustered by her claims. However she didn’t expect just how much worse his feet could begin to smell. Max angrily trapped all of his toes around her nose, forcing her to only inhale feet filtered breaths. With each breath she got a more intense stench of foot sweat mixed with stale fish chips. Normally his feet would have a nice sweet tinge to it underneath under all of this funk, but no matter how deeply Sachi breathed in between his toes, no such sweetness was found, only more and more intense foot odor. Her eyes actually began to water at how badly the smell was. However her watery eyes betrayed her true feelings, she was fully on cloud nine, greedily huffing as much of his feet as possible.
“Tch.” Max was clearly annoyed. “Even for you Sachi, there is no way you could be finding any enjoyment at my feet like this. But it’s fine, even if you do, youre now a slave to my foot odor, the only thing I want to hear from you is deeper breathing as I run my sweaty soles all in your face!” Max proclaimed, as his toes inched away from her noses and began messing up her hair. “Maybe to get even with you, I should dye your hair yellow from the sweat of my feet! Wouldn’t that be funny mwhehehe.” The mischievous Yokai found his own ideas a bit too funny, but in his eyes, he was finally giving Sachi her just desserts. However, the hearts in her eyes covered by his reeking soles show she will definitely try going for seconds.
“I hope you’re not getting too comfortable!” Max hissed while pinching poor Sachi’s nose between their toes. Forcing her to take a huge shot of the putrid smell the moment he released it from its sweaty grasp. “Because once you’re done sniffing, your tongue will be working overtime to get all of this sweat and grime off my feet.” Max sat there pouting, still frustrated at the situation they found themself in.