A bandaged woman with purple hair stares at you with her mysterious, unblinking blue eyes. From the different bandages decorating her body, you could tell that through whatever means, she had accumulated some injuries. The odd thing, however, is that she seemed jovial about it. Almost as if they were badges of honor. As though she were a survivor of war. You return your glance to her eyes and how they appeared to glow sinister in the darkness of her apartment room. To describe the apartment room, it was filthy. A pigsty. A putrid smell filled your nostrils. It was as though something crawled into the room and died not too long ago. Having met this woman, there is no doubt that she probably did something illegal.

"Hello there."

The sudden voice nearly made you jump out of your skin. It was a soothing voice, but at the same time, there seemed to be something artificial about it. The weird bandaged lady was speaking directly to you. Not wanting to come off as rude and incite her wrath, you spoke back to her. She smiled warmly at you, still not blinking.

"Looks like you have been going without."

You were intrigued by her words. That was the kind of response that you cannot come back on. Clearly, this woman was methodically studying you. For what reason, you do not know. While looking away, you could not help but look down at her feet. For a dirty room, there were surprisingly free of any of the bunk present in the room. Every now and then, the mysterious woman flicked her toes. They were long, and spider-like in appearance. And yet, each toe looked immensely succulent. You caught glimpses of the balls of her feet. By the time that the strange woman resumed her speech, you found yourself at a loss staring deeply at her feet. "So, you like them, sweetie?"

Your attention is ripped away as you look back at her.

"You seem to be a busy body. Someone who works day end and day out not having a single break."

She slightly crossed her left foot over her right foot before continuing

. "You visited me even though my home is a total mess like a good boy. I can tell you are a hard-working boy. But sometimes, you feel lonely."

You started to flinch a bit. Her words filled your head, and you could practically still hear her faint voice echoing around in your subconscious. This woman was reading you like a book, and yet, her words made some sense. While you were allowing her words to digest, she placed her feet in front of your face. Her feet were close enough that your nose practically flicked against her soft, silky soles. Your cheeks flushed a bright shade of red.

"You can lick and suck on them~" Without much consideration, your tongue contacted her bare skin. You tentatively lick up and down her soles relishing in the sensation of her feet against your invasive tongue. You lick around the balls of her feet eliciting of slight mumble of approval from the purple-haired woman. By the time that you got to her toes, your tongue flicked in between her toes, saliva dripping down from them. Tilting your head, you start sucking down on her toes which prompts a giggle from her. Upon finishing, you started to get up from your position, your knees becoming stiff. But then the strange woman gently lifted her right foot and kicked you softly on the ground. You looked up again at the woman, unsure what her motivations for doing this was.

"You still are lonely."

You did not know what she was getting at...until her foot slid down towards your crotch. You could not help but nearly lose yourself as you felt her sensually touching you in your sweet spot. "I will take all of your love and consume it. If you let me."

With nothing much left to do in your current situation, your writhing ceases, and you closed your eyes, hearing the zipper in your fly slide down.