Description
Ika Musume is one of my favorite anime of all time, and I feel like there needs to be more feet content from this show.
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“I wasn’t squidding around, lick my feet.” Your strange captor ordered. Before you had the chance to respond you felt yourself being drawn in closer to her sweaty feet by the many tendrils coming from her hair. “This will teach you to litter on my beach.” Her gaze was cold and pierced directly into you. You’ve seen this girl helping run the bar down on the beach numerous times, she seemed so happy and carefree, until the day you threw your garbage into the ocean. The next thing you knew, you were being dragged away to parts unknown. You’ve lost track as to how long you’ve been here, but the routine doesn’t change.
“Since you thought it was fair to throw your trash into the ocean, then your inking mouth won’t mind if I throw my foot trash into it.” She said while forcing her sweaty toes into your mouth. Your eyes widened. Some way, somehow the taste was worse than yesterdays. She wiggled her toes into your mouth, this is how she fed you as you felt small pieces of fried rice and shrimp fall into your mouth from her toes. From the corner of your eye you could see a smug smirk on her face, but your vision was quickly obstructed by her other foot being plastered to your face. Her foot smelt like…wet squid that sat out in the sun for far too long. Like her other foot she took time rubbing it in your face, making sure to coat her foot scent completely over it.
“I’m tired of seeing people like you littering all over the place! Your humans are too tentacruel to the life that calls it home! Well no more! You are now my first prisoner in my inkvasion!” She said proudly as she continued wiggling her toes over your nose and in your mouth. You had been stuck here for only two days but it felt like a lifetime of serving your new ‘rulers’ feet. “Hmph, I guess for now you will be one of my first subjects for my rule, but I guess you are more of a pet than anything else right.” She said with a haughty laugh. “Although…it feels wrong keeping you all to myself.” She pondered while rubbing her sweaty foot through your hair. “I know! Tomorrow I will share you with the other girls that work at the bar! They are always complaining about how their feet hurt and how much they inking stink! This will be the perfect lesson for a piece of chum like you!” She said so proudly at her idea. “But until then–” She said while bringing your face closer to her feet and turning on the television. “We are going to watch all of these ocean movies together while you think about what you’ve done!”
And so for the rest of the night you were tormented by her smelly and sweaty feet. When you weren’t smelling her feet you were forced to lick them, fishing out every piece of gunk and grime from between her toes, drinking every drop of sweat that dropped down her divine feet. This strange squid was your new goddess, and your job of serving divine feet was only beginning. Tomorrow the real work was ahead of you.