Smelly Foot Stories Novels & Stories

My buddy, Jayden Jenkins, has come over to my place again to mooch a free meal. It is scorching hot outside, and I am sweating over the stove in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Jayden is lounging in the air-conditioned living room. After biting the tip off a strawberry, he pulls my wife, Willow Simpson, into his arms and casually pops the rest into her mouth. "Here, Willow. Help me finish it," he says with a wicked grin. "It's rare enough that this cheap bastard Caius finally buys strawberries. Now he'll complain that I wasted one if I don't finish it." I wipe the sweat from my forehead and glance toward the living room, just in time to see Willow swallow the half-eaten strawberry. The thing

And I had to serve them like crazy without getting tired. Their smell was so disgusting that it made my throat feel choked. The smell of all kinds of werewolves mixed with alcohol, cum, and sweat as they got more and more drunk and had sex and kissed each other. They were like a herd of pigs taking a mud bath, chasing each other to get their mates. It made me want to vomit because I couldn't stand the smell. I thought I'd spend the rest of my life living this miserable and sickening life. There was no way out for me except death.

up at the frathouse after I nearly died and we made our way to his room we start kissing and I swear the smell is terrible, I just can't its horrific so I asked him if he could switch on the lights, so that I could have a clear view of what I am dealing with. But by the time je switches on the lights, I know why it smells like death. The whole place is full of dirty underwear and pizza boxes, I swear something died. The one pile of dirty underwear had streaks in them and I wondered if his momma ever told him how to wipe." Now we are all dying of laughter, the way she states everything just made us laugh so hard."So he takes of his shirt and I think, yeah I could work with this,this ain't so

He just got punned! Ray smelled under his armpits for more answers "urk–" he didnt take a bath in two days... He sweated at te airport, had a run in with the sun, the reeking alleyway, the ash of bloodsuckers, he stunk like a skunk! Now he knew why his father told him to book into a motel! He slapped his face. *** Tala's stomach turned, that guy smelled horrible, awful, not even that alleyway in the beginning made her stomach cramp this much.

The smell of decay clung to everything, and the sound of dripping water echoed off the walls. Finally, they led us into a dingy apartment, the kind of place that felt forgotten by the world. The wallpaper was peeling, and the air inside was thick with the stench of mildew. They led us into a back room, where an old man lay on a tattered mattress. His body was swollen, burnt in places, and covered in ripened boils that oozed with smelly sores. The sight of him made my stomach churn.

It’s what I should’ve done in the first place. Instead, my feet went on without thinking. Khordon grew bigger and bigger in my eyes. The terrible smell of the slums reached my nose, and I pulled up my leather jerkin to cover my face. I stopped. There was another smell that wasn’t just garbage or stinking bodies. The smell of dry dirt in a cemetery and the bitter tang of metal assailed my nose.

What sure is not a single resident is able to eat nor drink. “Fuck! What's going on on this shitty place?!” As they strolled on the street, they heard a bulky man talking to his friends. All of them have their nose covered. “I had never thought Hilwood could be even become worse than it is already.” He complained as if his friends can do anything about the smell. “It happened all of the sudden,” replied by one of his friends. His movements is roleplaying a person vomiting.

I stood up and froze when I realized that I had not got any shower and I think I smelled awful. "Or maybe some other time? I think I smell bad right now. I don't want your pack members' first impression of me to be the smelly bitch." "First, you're not a bitch, it was just rumors going around. Second, I don't think you smell bad." I gave him a flat look,"Of course you won't think I smelled bad, you're my mate. Even if I roll around to some dirt and garbage, you will still smell me like some fresh flower."

'' we both laugh ''but i heard that's how our ancestors slept though'' ''wheres your mum and dad? ''they are busy in the farm, we got a huge farm at our backyard'' ''cool, but does your house really have to be this dark, its kinda giving me the creeps'' ''we don't do sunlight, its-'' i perceive a horrible smell, i began sniffing like a dog ''uhmm Rita, what are you doing?" ''i smell something, something terrible'' i follow my scent to Frankies purse, i open her purse and see garlic, i immediately move away and began to hiss at it, with my fangs coming out

I could feel myself blushing as well, and my hands were trembling as I cradled her naked foot. "We've got all night," she whispered. "Go ahead, baby. Kiss my foot. Mmmm ... Right on my toes. Do they smell good?" "Yeah," I breathed, closing my eyes and inhaling her decidedly pleasant scent. It made my cock hard, that faintly sour musk of female sweat, but don't think Shelly was dirty or anything. Her feet were pristine, scrubbed pink during a recent bath, I imagined. Her pedicure must have been new as well, the crimson lacquer applied perfectly to her wonderfully shaped nails. She had been walking around, however, and feet tend to grow sweaty with even the smallest exertion. Not much, but jus