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This is the price you pay for always waiting till the last second to turn in an assignment...

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“Stop complaining, you are the one who said they would do *anything* for a passing grade this semester.” Your professor lectured. “Geez to think you would actually degrade yourself at my smelly and grimy feet just to pass.” She sighed. “Well not as if I'm complaining, I haven’t been able to take these black socks off in days, if you hadn't been able to tell by the smell, the toe lint should have given it away.” She chuckled as she pinched your nose with her toes. The strong smell of her foot sweat and toe cheese filled your head as you took deep sniffs into the toe prison.

You had submitted an important assignment worth nearly half of your final grade, but at the last minute there was a power outage and the assignment refused to be submitted. You begged your professor for an extension, but it seems like she had other plans for you. She told you in order for her to not give you a zero, you would have to come to her office hours for the rest of the semester to give her tired sweaty feet some much needed R&R. Needing this class to pass you didn’t have much choice to protest, but you were not prepared for how gnarly her feet would actually be.

“Honestly, you should see this as a lesson in not waiting until the last second to turn in an assignment...you’ve been doing that all semester long and it has really peeved me.” She said annoyed while grinding her sweaty soles deeper into your face. Leaving tracks of sweat and toe lint as they went. You tried to protest, but the moment you opened your mouth, your eyes went wide as she used that as an opportunity to invite five of her sweaty toes directly into your mouth. The stale salty taste was palpable as your tongue danced around her toes picking up every pieces of toe jam and toe sweat it could find. You reached to pull her foot out of your mouth, but the instantly reintroduced her other foot to your face, locking your nose once again in a slimy smelly toe prison.

“If you so much as think about removing my foot from your mouth I will not only fail you, but report you to the dean for academic dishonesty. '' She told you in a stern and cold voice. “I hope you didn’t think you would be done with these feet after the semester ended. No, I think I am going to get a lot of use out of you while you attend this university.” Her words becoming colder with each passing moment. “You’re going to be my personal foot bitch of a Student Aid until you graduate, your nose will deodorize my feet after a long day, your tongue will pleasure these tired toes, your after school activities will be nothing but my feet, and if you sleep in your grades, well, i'm sure keeping you tied under my desk with my feet in your face all day should correct you in no time~ In fact, I may do that anyway.” She laughed a bit sinisterly. All you could do is sit there while her feet had their way with your sense of smell and taste, you could not think of any way for her to humiliate you further with her sweaty feet. Until you felt the foot covering your nose move its way down your chest, and began moving towards your lower half....your imagination was clearly lacking. She had every intention of making you her permanent foot bitch.

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This is the price you pay for always waiting till the last second to turn in an assignment...

Art by _Footer_:www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/1092…

If you want to see more of my stuff early or exclusive content check out my Patreon: ArcanaMagician | A pro-writers feet side hustle | Patreon

Text:
“Stop complaining, you are the one who said they would do *anything* for a passing grade this semester.” Your professor lectured. “Geez to think you would actually degrade yourself at my smelly and grimy feet just to pass.” She sighed. “Well not as if I'm complaining, I haven’t been able to take these black socks off in days, if you hadn't been able to tell by the smell, the toe lint should have given it away.” She chuckled as she pinched your nose with her toes. The strong smell of her foot sweat and toe cheese filled your head as you took deep sniffs into the toe prison.

You had submitted an important assignment worth nearly half of your final grade, but at the last minute there was a power outage and the assignment refused to be submitted. You begged your professor for an extension, but it seems like she had other plans for you. She told you in order for her to not give you a zero, you would have to come to her office hours for the rest of the semester to give her tired sweaty feet some much needed R&R. Needing this class to pass you didn’t have much choice to protest, but you were not prepared for how gnarly her feet would actually be.

“Honestly, you should see this as a lesson in not waiting until the last second to turn in an assignment...you’ve been doing that all semester long and it has really peeved me.” She said annoyed while grinding her sweaty soles deeper into your face. Leaving tracks of sweat and toe lint as they went. You tried to protest, but the moment you opened your mouth, your eyes went wide as she used that as an opportunity to invite five of her sweaty toes directly into your mouth. The stale salty taste was palpable as your tongue danced around her toes picking up every pieces of toe jam and toe sweat it could find. You reached to pull her foot out of your mouth, but the instantly reintroduced her other foot to your face, locking your nose once again in a slimy smelly toe prison.

“If you so much as think about removing my foot from your mouth I will not only fail you, but report you to the dean for academic dishonesty. '' She told you in a stern and cold voice. “I hope you didn’t think you would be done with these feet after the semester ended. No, I think I am going to get a lot of use out of you while you attend this university.” Her words becoming colder with each passing moment. “You’re going to be my personal foot bitch of a Student Aid until you graduate, your nose will deodorize my feet after a long day, your tongue will pleasure these tired toes, your after school activities will be nothing but my feet, and if you sleep in your grades, well, i'm sure keeping you tied under my desk with my feet in your face all day should correct you in no time~ In fact, I may do that anyway.” She laughed a bit sinisterly. All you could do is sit there while her feet had their way with your sense of smell and taste, you could not think of any way for her to humiliate you further with her sweaty feet. Until you felt the foot covering your nose move its way down your chest, and began moving towards your lower half....your imagination was clearly lacking. She had every intention of making you her permanent foot bitch.