Niki

Gregg with his rank socks propped up after some band practice, with his darling boyfriend (Angus) transformed into one of them. Far too dirty to be recognizable at this point <3 mae: "man, it's a bummer angus couldn't make it to practice," gregg: "i wouldn't worry much. i'm sure he's enjoying his little trip. he'll be back next week, probably" bea: "ugh, put your boots back on. you stink." all characters from Night In The Woods

sock tf is kinda neat 🐻🧦

Got something that might smell worse than the Grinch himself

#dirtysocks #socks #sweatysocks

99% of you would not survive the stench in this room right now.

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.

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 ~

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 ~

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.

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 ~

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 ~

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 ~

And why don't you give my toes some more love, hm?
Don't be shy and get right up in there, dork. I wanna feel those lips wrap around my toes for some nice kisses. Get 'em coated with that nasty, month-old foot-sweat ~

Oh, and don't worry about your nose getting trapped, eheh...

Go ahead and push your nose right in there for me.

Oh yeah, we're gonna burn out your nostrils today, bwahah. I wanna hear you snort, nerd-piggy.
You can tell just by looking at 'em that those socks are gonna fuckin' reek, can't you?

Get in there and take a deep sniff ~

Pff, did you pass out on me there, dork?

Yeah guess the stink of my toes did do a number on you, huh?
Only one way to really fix that though. Open that mouth of yours. We're gonna clean those socks up. Well.. you're gonna ~

I'll sit back and watch you do it though, thahah.

C'mon loser, you can keep going, no?

If you've any brains left, you know where to put that nose of yours next. Right into that stinking, hot shoe.
I wanna feel you press your head against it and hear you fill your lungs with the stench of almost a year of wear on those kicks ~

Should I shake that head around a little? I think there's no more nerd-brain floating around in that skull..

Probably just the stank of my feet and the deep desire to kiss, sniff and worship my socks well into the new year, huh, dork?

Have at it then, those dogs are barkin' ~

Aight nerd, one more go. For old times' sake, right?

Yeah I know that insole's kinda fucked up. Makes me wonder what the inside of your lungs is gonna look like if you keep your nose in there for too long, bwahah.
The stank comin' outta those kicks is hot and fierce, trust me ~

Didn't downplay that shoe, did I? Heh.

You know what happens next, loser. I don't even wanna know what that sock looks like from your perspective, let alone how it smells.

All I know is that it's soaked with my sweat and feels greasy as fuck on my foot. Perfect for your face then!

And where better to start than by getting a feel for how wet and greasy that sock is against your lips, right?

Go ahead. Suck out some of that disgusting footsweat. Afterwards, you're gonna rub your face into that stinkin' sock like its nothing more than a rag meant to soak up my footsweat.

Welp, since it's the last day of the year I might as well kick the other shoe off. You don't mind, do you, dork?
You know how it goes - that shoe's freshly popped off, so tilt that head upwards, stick your sniffer under it and take a deep breath of that hot, sticky, rank stink coming out of it ~

Get a hold of that shoe, press your face in there and take a deep breath, nerd. I wanna hear you huff that stinkin' shoe before I'm lettin' you sniff my socks.
Kiss that filthy insole while you're at it. That way you can tell me if they taste worse than those socks you'll be kissing soon ~

Welp, here you go, dork. One smelly sock to kiss, just for you ~

Take it in while you can. That thing's been stuck to my foot for days now, so you better believe it's ripe. Smooch those filthy, sweat-soaked spots and let me know if it's any worse than my insoles. Cause I'm betting it is..

Don't forget the other one.

Once you've made out with it, you're gonna tell me what's worse. Left sock, right sock or the insoles of my shoes, cause I can't tell. Both those socks feel slippery and sticky to my feet. And the stink rising up from down there, well..

So, which one's worse? Left or right?

I'd say pick your poison, but I guess this could be one of those nerdy little experiments that you're into. What happens if we put both stinkin' socks on the dork's face at the same time and press down. You'll be the test subject ~

Ready to have your face smothered, loser?

I'm just hoping enough of that sweat and stank is gonna rub off on ya. Those socks fucking reek, even from up here. Still don't know how your nerd-ass handles that, let alone gets off to it..

Pff, you look like you've been smothered for hours, rather than minutes, loser.

Guess I shouldn't be surprised. Just what a pair of socks that's a year old is gonna do to you. And now you get to walk around stinkin' like just that. Least everyone's gonna know it's my feet you're stinkin' of, thahah

Since your face reeks like my socks now, I think you can show a bit of gratitude and kiss my big toe. Bet you can already taste it on your lips anyways...

With how much you suck, I'm expecting your lips and tongue to do some top tier work on my foot, loser ~

Pff, if only you could see yourself down there, nerd. The way you're huffing and kissing my stinking socks like you need 'em..

You use those same lips to kiss your partner? Oh right, bet a dork like you ain't got one. Eh, doesn't matter. My sticky, sweat-soaked socks can make up for one ~

Caught myself a little nerd yesterday and showed him what defeat smelled (and tasted) like. Didn't think he'd actually eat that sock up.. though I forgot to ask him if the insole or socks tasted worse..

And speaking of insole.. you didn't think I was just gonna have him lick it, right?

Nah, I made that nerd eat it. How else was he gonna get to appreciate the taste of about a years worth of sweat, grime and wear on that thing? ~