I don't know if there are any foot fetish story lovers here, but I'll try to tell one, it came to my mind with this photo of me, I hope you will like it.
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You are a legal age student at a magic academy. A pretty witch is studying with you in your class, but she is a loner and does not make contact with anyone. At the same time, she is the most powerful sorceress in the class, she knows ancient magic, so all the other students are afraid of her. You like this beauty witch, but she has already refused to communicate with you several times and after your next attempt to flirt with her and receiving a harsh refusal, you could not think of anything better to not lose authority in front of your classmates, than to tell obscene untrue rumors about her. Another day, waking up in the morning, you suddenly felt that you had lost contact with your mana, you do not feel any magical power in yourself. It usually recovered 100 percent overnight. You were seriously scared, because in a magic academy without mana you will not be able to continue your studies. You were restless all day, asked all your friends, dug through a bunch of books in the library but still couldn't find an answer to the question of where your magical energy had disappeared. In the evening you receive an anonymous note saying that if you want to find an answer to your question, come to the lounge at midnight. Exactly at the appointed time you come into the lounge. At this time it is already empty, but you notice that same cute witch swinging on a hanging chair in the corner of the room. You are overwhelmed with emotions, run up to her and ask her defiantly: "So it is you who are to blame for my magical helplessness?" The witch looks up at you and asks you in response: "Are you the one spreading these dirty rumors about me? You don't have to answer, I know it's you. And yes, I made you lose your magical power with the help of an ancient magical ritual that I slightly improved. Don't worry, you didn't lose your power completely, but now it will be restored not in your sleep, but in a slightly different way." With these words, the witch takes off her shoes and lifts her beautiful long legs in blue tights right up to your face. They smell quite strong and you immediately feel their aroma and notice for yourself that you even like this smell a little. Meanwhile, the witch continues to say: "Now your only way to restore your magical reserves is to sniff and lick my sweaty nylon feet everyday. The more you inhale and the harder you lick, the more magical energy you will restore. I specially walk several days in my oldest and dirtiest shoes, so that my feet would be as smelly as possible, I tried it very hard for you. You can also sniff my worn-out socks, tights or shoes, but they are not as effective than my feet and will restore only a small part of your magical reserves. But I will not give you the opportunity to sniff my feet if you do not completely submit to me. You will become my slave, my errand boy and will fulfill all my desires and orders. For your obedience in the evenings I will allow you to sniff my sweaty feet, acting as a doormat under the table while I do my homework. Every day I will give you my dirty smelly socks so that you can restore your magical energy a little during the day. And if before sniffing you put my dirty socks in your mouth and try to suck them, it will slightly increase their magical reserve. You will return that socks to me cleanly washed, dried and ironed. Well, why are you looking at me, start replenishing your magical reserve already, I am already tired of keeping my feet in this position". And so you became a slave to the feet of this cute witch until the end of your studies at the magic academy.
! On my knees to sniff your slightly sweaty toes and lick between each one
