Yeen in s̾t̾i̾n̾k̾y̾ Socks

Good start I guess. Now keep going, dork ~

See those matted spots on my socks? Y'know, the ones soaked in filth and sweat? You can kiss those next. But not before you've pressed your sniffer right up against 'em and taken a big, deep whiff of the nasty stench coming from 'em ~

Feel those HP draining yet, nerd? No?
Well, guess that means you can still kiss my big toe and do what you do best - suck it.

Better believe me, it's gonna taste gross. Losers like you deserve it though. I want you to taste my foot on your tongue for the next couple hours ~

Yeah I don't think you can survive being smothered by those, dork.

Shame you ain't as strong as them heroes in your MMOs, right? Then again, a stink as fierce as mine would probably wipe your entire party anyways. Eh, whatever. I'll let you be the judge of that, nerd. Might wanna hold your breath ~

You still holding up, huh? How's that stank treatin' ya?

Better brace yourself, dork. Phase 2 of your little boss fight's only just starting and I think once that socked foot's on your sniffer, 'fresh' and warm from that stinkin' sneaker, it's gonna be game over for you nerd, bwahah.

You got any magic card that blocks a big stinkin' Yeen from wiping their smelly sock on your face and prevent you from kissing their heel? No?

Man, I guess your nerd-ass is about to take a shitton of poison damage then. Do let me know if the stank or the taste hits harder, dork ~

I think my other shoe also needs some lovin', dork.

Might just wipe it off all over your body first though. Maybe that nerdy MTG shirt of yours is gonna look better once it's got the print of my shoe sole all over it. Oh and don't worry, I'll be adding some stinkin' sock prints down the line too ~

Promised you'd get to make out with it, didn't I, doormat?

Go on and push your head right into that stinkin' shoe ~ it's still steaming hot. Take a deep breath of that nasty stank and then I wanna hear you smooching and making out with that filthy, sweat-soaked insole.

Well, you know the drill loser. You can make out with the insole of my shoe later.

For now, you're gonna make out with my foot. I wanna feel your lips sucking out all that nasty grime and sweat from my dirty sock.

Fuck, you won't be tasting anything but those socks for the next days at least ~

That's what you want, nerd, isn't it?

That greasy, sticky sock, right on your face. But before that, you're gonna get all up in there. One hand holdin' my foot, the other one my shoe. You're gonna sniff up all that fresh, hot musk. Oh yeah, you can see how matted that sock is. That shoe's toxic ~

I'm back nerd ~

And that means your tongue is gonna clean up my shoes. Don't think it's gonna do anything against their smell at this point though.. I mean, I can smell my socks through 'em.

Sure, that shoe sole's gonna taste like shit, but a dork like you ain't got a choice.

Get to it ~

Booted Yeen was always proud on his potent smell until he had to share a locker room with a big orange dragon~

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Yeah not sure your face reeks like my shoes just yet, but I'm sure my toes can fix that ~

Oh no, you ain't holding your breath for that one, loser. You'll be snorting that stank up while I'm dragging my toes all over. That reek is gonna be so much worse when it's painted all over your face ~

Nah dork, I don't care how bad it smells down there.

Shoulda figured that one out when you saw the biohazard sign on those socks. You're gonna lay there and take it like a good loser.
Shit, it'd be an improvement to have you reeking like my shoes when I'm done smothering you..

Well loser, what's my other shoe smell like?

You liked the first one so much, figured it's only fair you got to huff the other one too ~

So then there's no need to turn that head away, right? Oh yeah, I know it fuckin' reeks. And you're gonna huff all that warm stank up, loser. Get to it.

You know what to do, dork.

Mouth open, lips on that fat, stinkin' toe in front of you and make out with it. Suck the sweat and filth outta the fabric of that sock. And use your tongue some. Stick it right through that hole in the fabric and lick my toe. Get that nasty taste all over your tongue ~

Can't stop staring at it, can you?

All the filth and sweat.. thah, you really are pathetic, nerd. Go on then. Worship. Get your fingers wet and stinkin' with my footsweat - I'll be grinding that greasy sock into your face soon enough. Better believe every inch of it is gonna reek like that sock ~

Don't you forget to worship that heel, loser.

And - ahh - from what I'm smelling, you're gonna have to serioiusly clean it up as well, bwahah. Get that fuckin' tongue out and use it before I'm pulverizing your jaw with my heel, hahah.

Shit, at this rate I should make you pay to kiss my feet ~

yeaaah but your character will be left with a permanent and serious INT debuff if you lose the encounter! 🤓👆

Spoken in nerd terms, the damage of those poison stacks scales exponentially. The longer you're exposed, the faster your HP drain.
You really don't wanna be caught up with that AND have a stun or something like that. Else those HP are gonna be gone before you get your turn in..

Your nerd-ass would call this a game over POV, right?

What would that be like in those little dweeb RPGs you're into? Poison status? Nausea? Do those stack?
Kinda looks like it, the more I'm wiggling my fat toes..

Struggle all you want. Once they're on your nose for good, you can call it gg.

Don't mind if I do, dweeb.

It's almost like your face was meant to be stepped on by me. Such a perfect fit for my shoes too! I bet you can smell my socks already ~

Give 'em a kiss with some tongue and I'll let you take them off. Make sure you snort up that warm stank once that shoe's popped off..

Did you say something, doormat?

Yeah, thought so. You just lay there and take it. As long as I'm makin' you eat dirt out on the field, you're gonna be licking the dirt off my shoes, heheh. Now open that mouth up and get a good taste of it. What's defeat taste like, nerd? ~

Hey nerd, does my shoe stink? ~

The guys have been yappin' again, so I figured I'd stuff this thing into your face and see if they're really as bad as they make 'em out to be. C'mon dork, take a deep breath. I wanna hear you inhale. It's still warm after all, practically steaming even, heheh.

While I'm cooking up some new pics, you can take another look at my toes ~

Ain't the contrast between clean and worn fabric on those socks beautiful? Tells you exactly where you've to press that sniffer.

Time to put those shoes back on, dweeb.
And keep that head still. Doormats don't move around. I'd stuff my stinkin' toes into your mouth to keep you in place, but I think I'd rather stand on you, using all my weight to grind the stank of my sock into the sweatrag that is your face...

Sure looks like those bad boys did a number on your face ~

I don't even wanna imagine how smushing your face into those must've felt. Greasy, sticky.. and that smell.. I've no idea how you can stand it, but I guess it's stuck to you for good now.

At least everyone's gonna know who you belong to..

Alright nerd, this time I want you to press your face into my hot, stinky socks.

Go on, show me how much you want it to reek of my months old sweaty socks. Really get in there and wipe it up and down ~ get all of it covered in my sticky footsweat, like the sweat soakin' doormat that you are ~

Back to the other foot, dork.

You still have some work to do. I think you'll start by huffing up all that nasty, hot stank before you'll get to suck out all the sweat I've worked up for you. Must be nice to smell and taste socks as ripe as mine, right?

Should make you chew 'em out some day..

[ #Macrofurry #Sizesky #Macrophillia ] Macro Coach - 6: "AGH, as always, so anxiously bothered, your turn is in 30 minutes, make an effort to wait for your turn in the sauna!" You don't know the gold mine of references than @stinkyeen.bsky.social have, I tried to replicate the detail of his socks!

Put some effort in, dweeb. Or do you want that heel slammed into your mouth?

Thought so. Then be a good little bitch and lick off all that filth. Once you're done with that, you can start sucking the footsweat outta the fabric near my toes. At this rate I'm gonna have to charge you extra, shit..