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Wonder why this little snail us rubbing backpacks feet? Here's a little backstory two these two's sudden friendship:

There's 3 little critters that play some music wherever dore, boots, and backpack go, they call themselves the fiesta trio. There's a male blue frog, a male orange cricket, and a female purple snail, the snail was the most peculiar one, will call her shelly to keep things simple. Now one day when shelly and the other two played their little toon for backpack and her friends shelly was a bit closer to backpacks feet than usual and she got a good whiff of her socks poking out if her slipper like shoes, they smelt rancid like wet leather.....but then she took another sniff, then another, then another, it burned her little nose to the high heaven's but she couldn't stop. Then when backpack started walking again and the other two in the trio went a different way shelly decides to follow backpack as best as she could, she wanted another sniff of her feet badly. When backpack stopped to rest shelly was hyper beyond belief as backpack took off her shoes and socks as she sat on her legs with her putrid feet poking out from behind her, just begging for attention, and shelly was gonna give it. She crawls over to the stinking behemoth that where backpacks feet and climes up her right foot.as soon as she got to the ball of her foot she started to rub as some of backpacks sweat gets absorbed by shelly as she quietly says ew a bunch of times but was enjoying the grossness. She heard a few giggles as she saw in shock that backpack turned to face her slightly as she just smiles and turned back around, wiggling her toes as shelly gets knocked around a bit. She keeps up the act as she made sure backpack heard each and every ew she said as she tried to hide her joy in the matter as backpack just giggles along with it.

Description
Wonder why this little snail us rubbing backpacks feet? Here's a little backstory two these two's sudden friendship:

There's 3 little critters that play some music wherever dore, boots, and backpack go, they call themselves the fiesta trio. There's a male blue frog, a male orange cricket, and a female purple snail, the snail was the most peculiar one, will call her shelly to keep things simple. Now one day when shelly and the other two played their little toon for backpack and her friends shelly was a bit closer to backpacks feet than usual and she got a good whiff of her socks poking out if her slipper like shoes, they smelt rancid like wet leather.....but then she took another sniff, then another, then another, it burned her little nose to the high heaven's but she couldn't stop. Then when backpack started walking again and the other two in the trio went a different way shelly decides to follow backpack as best as she could, she wanted another sniff of her feet badly. When backpack stopped to rest shelly was hyper beyond belief as backpack took off her shoes and socks as she sat on her legs with her putrid feet poking out from behind her, just begging for attention, and shelly was gonna give it. She crawls over to the stinking behemoth that where backpacks feet and climes up her right foot.as soon as she got to the ball of her foot she started to rub as some of backpacks sweat gets absorbed by shelly as she quietly says ew a bunch of times but was enjoying the grossness. She heard a few giggles as she saw in shock that backpack turned to face her slightly as she just smiles and turned back around, wiggling her toes as shelly gets knocked around a bit. She keeps up the act as she made sure backpack heard each and every ew she said as she tried to hide her joy in the matter as backpack just giggles along with it.