Back to School Special
By A.J. Brown
Amanda and Katie have a showdown when Katie has enough of Amanda and her bare feet


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Katie was sitting in a chair across from the new freshman guy, Carson, whom
she was already flirting with her first weekend back to college. The two of
them were about to thigh wrestle. It was Labor Day weekend, the first weekend
before classes started, and it was still very warm outside so the two of them
were wearing shorts. Katie had a great body standing at 5'7 and weighing 135
pounds. She was built lean with a nice butt but she was also gifted with
muscular legs. She often found that she had considerably stronger legs than
guys like this 18-year-old freshman, and one of the ways she liked to flirt
was to show that off. Katie was 19-years-old, ready to start her sophomore
year of college.

"Ready?" she said to him with a flirty smile on her extremely cute face. They
each were each sitting in a chair directly across from each other, his skinny
little legs looking so weak compared to her muscular thighs which were on the
outside of his and ready to push them together. "Go!"

She used her thighs to push his knees together and it barely took any effort
on her end. His weak little legs were helpless against her stronger ones and
there wasn't a thing he could do. She enjoyed seeing his face get red once his
knees touched and the overall look of embarrassment on his face. If he had
left that party and come back to her room with her with the hope of hooking
up, he certainly must have been surprised.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Katie laughed with her cute little laugh. Now she saw him starting
to get angry. That didn't bother her at all.

"That game's so dumb," he said. "Of course you can push my legs together when
yours or on the outside like that. Anyone could do that."

"Really? Then let's see you do it to me."

She loved seeing that look in his eyes like he was not the least bit prepared
for that challenge. She sat with her legs a bit closer together so he could
put his legs on the outside of hers. She could tell from the look on his face
that he wasn't confident he was going to be able to back up what he said he
was going to be able to do and that amused her as well.

She felt his skinny legs push up against the outside of her legs and try and
push them together. She could tell right away that he wasn't even going to be
able to come close. He started out not trying his hardest but was quickly
trying quite hard when he couldn't move them at all. He let out a heavy breath
through his nose and his legs were starting to shake, he was trying so hard to
push her muscular together. Katie just watched and then she put her hands
behind her head to show how she wasn't putting any effort into it at all. He
had a frustrated and embarrassed look on his face when he stopped trying. As
he moved his legs away, the bottom of his left foot brushed against the top of
her right foot. Both of them were barefoot since it was still very warm
outside and they had been wearing flip flops before they got to her room and
both took them off.

"Ah!" she said as she shook her foot around and then moved it as far away from
his foot as possible. "I hate feet."

That was true. Katie hated feet more than anybody hated feet. She hated male
feet. She hated female feet. She even hated her own feet. (Although it was
ironic that in the warm months she would always wear footwear that showed off
her feet and her toenails were always freshly painted) There were guys that
had complimented her feet before and she wouldn't be the least bit flattered,
just not even wanting to hear it. She couldn't tolerate looking at feet and
just the thought of someone else's feet touching her made her cringe. That
must be fully understood in order to appreciate this story.

Classes started that week and Katie had her first night class that Wednesday.
She had been chatting it up with a couple of her friends and regretted doing
so when she walked into the classroom and saw that it was just about full. She
would have preferred to get their earlier and get her pick of what seat she
wanted to sit in.

She ended up having to sit next to a woman who looked to be an 'adult learner'
- a student in the class over 25-years-old. The woman didn't look to be too
much older than that age - probably 27-28 years old, certainly not older than
thirty. Adult learners tended to annoy Katie as they would often ask questions
all of the time and take up the class like it was their own. Katie normally
could just ignore them and focus on what she was doing but she would have
preferred not to be sitting next to one.

This adult learner was one that Katie really would have preferred not to sit
next to as she wasn't very attractive at all. She had shorter dark hair that
she tried to give some body to but it just didn't look good at all. She had
big eyes and big lips. Her skin was extremely pale and she really could have
used a tanning salon. She wore a white tank-top that showed off her long,
pale, skinny arms. Katie looked down those arms to see the woman's long hands
with skinny fingers and no nail polish on.

The woman didn't have big boobs but her boobs did appear to be bigger than
Katie's. Katie's boobs weren't very big at all and even though she was pretty
much used to the fact that most girls had bigger boobs than her, she didn't
like the fact that this unattractive woman had bigger boobs than she did. The
woman wore tight jeans and despite her arms being very skinny, her legs looked
very thick. They looked a lot thicker than Katie's, although Katie assured
herself that hers had to be more muscular.

Of course, just to make the experience of sitting next to her just about as
bad as it could be, the woman had flip flops on that showed about as much of
her feet as they could. Katie hated all feet but she especially didn't like
this woman's feet. They were big, probably a size 10, and just long and bony.
She had long toes and her toenails also had no nail polish on them. The rest
of the woman's body was very pale but her feet were especially pale. Katie
looked away from them as quickly as she could.

"Hi!" the woman said to Katie loudly and Katie didn't like her voice, either.
"I'm Amanda Weinberg." Amanda held out her hand to shake Katie's with a look
on her face like she wanted to be Katie's best friend. Katie shook her hand.
After all, it was college, where it would be unthinkable to refuse a
handshake.

"Katie," she said putting on a fake, uncomfortable smile and not seeing the
need to share what her last name was.

"Nice to meet you, Katie? So what is your major?"

Katie answered the question and couldn't wait until the professor arrived to
start the class. Unfortunately, he ended up showing up late and Katie had to
listen to Amanda talk nonstop to her for what seemed like forever. Amanda dove
right into how she was taking classes at night while going to work during the
day. She proceeded to start talking about how she enjoyed riding her exercise
bike at home and even started talking about TV shows she liked. Katie was too
polite to just tell her to stop so all she could do was smile and nod. Amanda
spoke very loudly and she could get plenty of words out of her mouth without
even taking a breath. Katie did notice that the desk in front of Amanda was
still empty. She had sat next to Amanda because she had preferred to sit
further back in the room but she really wished she had taken the seat in front
of Amanda since it may have meant that this conversation would have never
happened.

Finally, the professor entered the room and he started class. Amanda
immediately shifted her focus and attention to the professor, a major relief
for Katie that Amanda wasn't going to try and talk to her once class started.
She figured that was an advantage of Amanda working days and taking class at
night that she'd take it seriously.

Katie tried to focus on the lesson as well but was soon distracted when she
noticed something that she wished she didn't see - Amanda kicked her flip
flops off so she was barefoot. To make matters worse, Amanda stretched out her
thick legs and she rested her pale, big, bony bare feet right on the desk in
front of her.

Based on where Katie was sitting she couldn't avoid having Amanda's feet in
part of her view and she was so annoyed seeing them that she couldn't help but
keep directly looking at them, hoping that Amanda would put them back down and
out of her sight. But that didn't happen at all.

Not only did Amanda leave her bare feet up on the chair but she was moving
them around which was drawing even more of Katie's attention to them. She was
either swaying them back and forth, wiggling her toes around, and even rubbing
the top of her one foot with the bottom of the other one. She just wouldn't
keep them still. Any attempt Katie made to just ignore them and focus on the
professor failed, as she was too distracted seeing the movement of Amanda's
feet, that she hated so much, in her field of vision.

Katie looked at Amanda's face, looking seriously at the professor, while she
kept moving her feet around. Katie felt the desire to just punch Amanda in her
big lips - that would have felt so gratifying. She normally wasn't violent,
especially towards women since she knew she was stronger than most women, but
Amanda's feet were sparking anger in her that she normally didn't feel. She
looked back at Amanda's big, bare feet and felt like she wanted to cut them
right off. They were less than fifteen minutes into this two and a half hour
night class and Katie didn't know how she was going to get through class if
Amanda didn't put her feet down.

It seemed like it took forever to get to the break at the halfway point. Katie
was so relieved and she just needed to get out of that room. "Hey Katie!"
Amanda called to Katie when the break was called and Katie immediately got up.

"I gotta go outside for a minute," Katie said to her with a fake smile.

When Katie came back to the room she considered taking the desk in front of
Amanda so she wouldn't have to look at her feet for the whole second half of
class. But when she got back Amanda already had her feet on it. Katie had to
sit through the rest of class looking at Amanda move her bare feet around on
the desk and it was driving her nuts.

When class ended Katie was afraid that Amanda was going to try and talk to her
again but luckily Amanda looked like she was making it a point to get out of
there quickly. She put her flip flops back on and when she stood up Katie saw
that Amanda had a huge ass. It wasn't the biggest butt that Katie had seen in
her day - but Amanda was a taller girl, with a lean build, at least with her
upper body. Amanda stood at probably 5'7 or 5'8 with her skinny arms and boobs
that weren't so big. She had those thick legs, though, and that ass was just
huge in those tight jeans that had on. Katie wasn't in to women or anything
but just looking at Amanda, everything about her, repulsed her. The worst of
it for Katie, of course, was Amanda's feet and she was glad that didn't have
to look at them any longer for the night.

Katie was so annoyed after class that she had to get down to the gym for a
workout. She had to get the thought of Amanda's feet out of her mind before
she went to bed that night or she was afraid she'd have nightmares about them.
She got on the treadmill, feeling the adrenaline from her annoyance with
Amanda, and she put the treadmill speed all of the way up to 9.4 miles per
hour.

Katie looked down at her leg muscles as she ran. She looked at her muscular
quads and calves flexing and how much stronger her legs must be than Amanda's
thick legs that probably looked like pure fat if she was wearing shorts. She
knew that there was no way that Amanda and that big ass of hers would be able
to run 9.4 miles on a treadmill. She would have loved to beat her up for
making her look at her feet that entire class. When Katie was done and was
lying in bed that night she still couldn't stop thinking about Amanda's ugly
feet and how angry she was that she had to look at them. The next week she was
going to make sure she wasn't sitting anywhere near Amanda in class.

Katie arrived at the night class twenty minutes early the following week. Not
a single person was there yet and she thought that it may have been a bit
excessive but she didn't care. She made sure to find a seat in the back of the
room in exact opposite corner from where Amanda had sat the last week to make
sure she was nowhere near her.

After sitting by herself in the room for over ten minutes, eventually some
other students started to filter in. One was a cute guy that Katie hadn't
noticed the previous week who started to walk towards where Katie was sitting.
Talking to him as she waited for class to start would have been the complete
opposite of talking to Amanda to start the class. Katie figured she deserved a
break after what she had to put up with the last week.

"How ya doing?" he said as he put his books on the desk right in front of her.

The guy looked to be a couple of years older than Katie was. He wore a black
baseball cap, had a good looking face, tan skin, and had some scruff on his
face which Katie always found hot on guys. He wore a tight t-shirt that showed
off his broad shoulders. She definitely planned on taking advantage of talking
to this guy until class started.

"Hi," he said, trying not to sound nervous or shy but she knew she sounded at
least a bit like both of those things.

"I'm Chad," he said.

"I'm Katie."

"Katie!" Katie heard a loud, female voice say towards the front of the
classroom, quickly recognizing it as Amanda's voice. "Hi!"

Katie then watched with disbelief as Amanda started walking towards her. She
had planned the whole thing out so well, wasting close to twenty minutes of
her time that she could have used relaxing in her dorm room a bit longer
before class, just to avoid Amanda. Now Amanda walked right up and had a seat
in the desk right next to her.

"You're not going to believe this," Amanda said loudly to Katie, talking like
they were best friends, as Katie saw Chad smile and then just look ahead like
he was going to let Amanda and Katie talk. "So I'm driving in here and this
guy is tailgating me, I mean he is right on my butt. I speed up a little bit
and he just gets right up on my butt some more." Even though Amanda was
talking about being tailgated, all Katie could think about was Amanda's big
ass when she kept saying that. It was a picture Katie had forgotten about and
was now displeased that the picture was brought back in her mind. "So he's
right on my butt and I finally had enough and I slow down. He's honking and
going crazy, right on my butt, and I slow down even more. He couldn't get by
me and I kept him going super slow all of the way until I turned onto campus!"

Katie was too polite and non-confrontational to tell Amanda she didn't want to
listen to her talk so she had to listen to Amanda go on about how she can't
stand tailgaters and how she always does that to them, talking with her loud
voice nonstop, until the professor walked in.

If there was any silver lining in the fact that Katie ended up having to sit
next to Amanda again, it was that it was much cooler outside than it had been
the previous week and Amanda was dressed appropriately. She wore a tight, red
long-sleeved shirt, tight black pants, and best of all she had a tight pair of
black boots on. Katie wouldn't have to look at Amanda's feet through those
boots and it wasn't like she could just kick them off like she had done with
her flip flops. Girls would often kick their flip flops off but she knew that
boots stayed on feet. To make it even better, someone was sitting in the desk
in front of Amanda so Amanda wouldn't be able to rest her feet on them this
time. If Katie didn't have to look at Amanda's feet at all, even with the
boots on, that would be even better.

So class began and Katie liked being able to just focus on the lesson without
any kind of distractions. She was able to concentrate for a few minutes until
she saw Amanda bend down, and she couldn't believe what she saw her starting
to do - she was unlacing her boots.

This couldn't be. There was absolutely no reason for Amanda to be doing this.
Katie tried to just not pay attention to what Amanda was doing and listen to
the professor but she couldn't help it. She watched as Amanda pulled off her
right boot revealing the black sock that she had on underneath it. The sock
was a bit crinkled up. Katie had to imagine that it stunk and she thought she
was starting to smell it from where she was, though she wasn't sure if that
may just be her paranoia.

Amanda then reached over and started unlacing her other boot as well. She took
that one off revealing a black sock that she had on that foot as well. Katie
definitely didn't want to look at Amanda's bare feet but she didn't want to
look at her sitting there in her stinky socks either.

But it didn't stop there. Katie then watched as Amanda actually started taking
her socks off. What kind of person took off her boots AND her socks in a
classroom? Did she think she was in her living room? Katie was flabbergasted
as she watched Amanda stuff her black socks into her boots, now sitting there
barefoot again.

Since Amanda couldn't put her bare feet up on the desk in front of her, she
stretched out her legs. She did so at an angle and that angle aimed her feet
even closer to Katie, so they were almost right in front of her. With those
black pants that she had on, Amanda's pale, big feet were even more noticeable
and Katie could not ignore them once again.

Amanda sat there swaying her feet back and forth, wiggling her toes around,
and even rotating her right foot clockwise a bit. Katie couldn't take it
anymore and she had had enough. She was about to ask Amanda to put her shoes
back on when she noticed the girl sitting next to Amanda on the other side had
her shoes off as well.

Of course this girl still had her socks on and the socks were cute white socks
with yellow stars on them so they weren't disturbing the way Amanda's big bare
feet were. Most importantly, the girl was sitting so her socked feet were
under her desk and barely noticeable. Still, Katie knew that if she said
something to Amanda, Amanda would go right and point out that the other girl
also had her shoes off and Katie would have nothing. So she had to spend the
rest of that class looking at Amanda's bare, big, bony, pale feet, with no
toenail polish on them, once again.

"OK, so I'm going to give you all your first assignment now," the professor
said towards the end of the class and he took some time to explain the
assignment. "This will be due not next class but the class after that. And
because of the length of this assignment I'd like you each to find a partner
to do it with."

Chad looked back at Katie with a suave looking smile on his face. She really
liked this guy. She smiled back and right when he opened his mouth looking
like he was going to ask Katie to be his partner ...

"Katie, Katie!" Katie heard Amanda's loud, annoying voice saying to her left.

She looked over at Amanda who was practically leaning towards Katie looking
like she just wanted to be her partner so badly. She looked like one of those
girls in elementary school that was overly excited and just had to have the
partner she wanted to have. Katie tried to blow her off and she looked back at
Chad. But with a smile on his face, Chad pointed at Amanda and gave her a 'you
better just be her partner' look. And what was Katie going to say? She didn't
know Chad so she would have seemed a bit too eager is she protested it with
him. So she ended up having to be Amanda's partner.

"So this will be great," Amanda said to Katie when people were talking to
their partners about how they were going to get started. Katie looked briefly
over at Chad seeing that he was partnering up with another girl who Katie was
now jealous of. "We can meet at my apartment to work on this. I will host!"

The last place that Katie wanted to go was Amanda's apartment. But she thought
about the alternatives. She didn't want to meet Amanda in the library. There
were too many people there and she want all of those people to see her with
Amanda. She definitely didn't want Amanda coming to her room either. If anyone
popped in to see her they wouldn't want to pop in anymore knowing Amanda may
be there and her roommate would never want to live with her again after that.

"Sounds good," Katie said, not disguising at all how little she wanted to go
over there.

"Great!" Amanda said, sounded like an excited little girl about having a
friend over. "How about Friday night?"

Katie worked hard on her college studies during the week and Friday and
Saturday nights were her chance to enjoy college - drinking, partying, and
meeting guys. Just the thought of giving up a Friday night to go work on a
project at Amanda's apartment made her want to go jump off a bridge.

"Friday's not good for me. How about we do Sunday evening instead?"

So after a fun weekend, Sunday night came and it was time for Katie to go meet
up with Amanda. Of course some of her friends planned on watching movies
together that night and it wasn't something Katie wanted to miss out on. But
it was too late to cancel with Amanda and they really did need to get working
on this project.

She showed up at Amanda's apartment and just being in there depressed her. It
was a studio apartment that wasn't much bigger than the biggest dorm room on
campus. The white walls barely had anything on them and it had a tile floor
that Amanda had just one big rug on. Katie thought it looked more like a
prison cell, or at least a room in a mental ward or something, as opposed to a
woman's apartment. She had just a bed in the room that looked like it was a
pullout sofa and she just had a random exercise bike sitting there as well.

But what was far worse than looking at Amanda's depressing apartment was
looking at her. Amanda's hair, that Katie didn't like anyway, looked messy and
it like it hadn't been combed at all that day. She wore a navy blue t-shirt
with no bra on underneath. Her boobs were jiggling around a lot with each
movement and every time it happened it reminded Katie that this annoying girl
had bigger boobs than her. Amanda wore striped pajama pants and it looked like
she probably hadn't left her apartment all day either.

The worst part of all of it for Katie was that Amanda was barefoot again. The
pajama pants that she was wearing covered all of her legs so Katie could just
see pajama pants and then those big, bony, pale, bare feet of Amanda's. She
couldn't believe she was going to be stuck in this room with Amanda and those
bare feet for as long as it took them to do the project. Seeing Amanda's feet
in the classroom was bad enough but being in Amanda's apartment had more of an
intimate feel which made Amanda's feet bother her even more.

"Alright!" Amanda said, speaking loudly as always, and she looked so excited
to have company. "I made us some snacks for before we get started. I made ...
"

"You know, I still have some more work I have to do after this," Katie said,
cutting her off, and she could already see a look of disappointment on
Amanda's face. "So I'd prefer if we can just get started."

"Oh - OK."

Normally Katie would have felt bad for someone, seeing that disappointment on
their face, but her opinion of Amanda was low enough where she didn't feel
anything for her. She just wanted to be away from her and a part of her
actually enjoyed seeing her unhappy.

So they got to work on the project and Katie was having a tough time
concentrating. Amanda's bare feet were just driving her crazy. She kept seeing
her feet out of the corner of her eye no matter which direction she looked.
And then she'd off see Amanda's boobs in her line of vision. It drove her nuts
just knowing that Amanda had bigger boobs than her and she hated seeing them
jiggle. But her eyes kept meeting them as well. At one point it looked like
Amanda noticed Katie looking at her boobs.

"Yeah, I don't wear a bra when I'm at home anymore," Amanda said and Katie
could feel herself blushing. "My boobs actually used to be much bigger than
this. But it ended up being bad for my back so I had to get a breast
reduction. It feels so much better now that I don't like wearing a bra unless
I have to."

Katie couldn't take this. She had only been there less than a half an hour and
Amanda was already driving her crazy. She couldn't take her feet any longer
and if knowing that Amanda's boobs were bigger than hers wasn't bad enough, it
was even worse now knowing that Amanda had had a reduction to them. Katie
hated her. She knew that Amanda hadn't really done anything to warrant hatred
but she hated her anyway.

"I'm starving," Amanda then said and any words that were coming out of
Amanda's mouth that were slowing down the progress of them finishing up were
getting on Katie's nerves. "I'm going to go get a snack. Want something?"

Katie decline the offer and Amanda got up. As Amanda walked to her small
little kitchen off of the main room of her little studio apartment, Katie
could hear Amanda's bare feet coming off of the tiles walking on the kitchen
floor. Even that noise drove Katie nuts. Amanda came back in the room with a
big bag of cheeseballs she started eating immediately.

"Sure you don't want some?" Amanda offered, her words muffled as she was
talking with some of the cheeseballs in her mouth.

"No," Katie said and she just couldn't take this anymore. "And you know what?
This is taking longer than I expected it to. I still have other work that I
need to get done tonight. And I know you have to work in the morning so I'm
sure you don't want to be up too late tonight either. If we just split this in
half - you can do the first half and I'll do the second half - we can work on
this during our own time during the week. Then next Sunday night the two of us
can meet up, go over what we have, and just combined it together. I'm sure
that will be a lot easier on both of us."

Katie could tell by the look on Amanda's face that she was not happy about the
suggestion and even a little hurt by it. Katie was trying to think of what
she'd say next when Amanda didn't go for it.

"OK," Amanda said even though she definitely didn't sound pleased about the
idea. "I mean, I'm fine doing it right now but if you have things you need to
do, I guess that will work. So I am doing the first half and you are doing the
second half?"

"Yes!" Katie said loudly but not really rudely, knowing it was critical they
were both on the same page about that. "You do the first half I'll do the
second half. Do you need to write that down just to make sure you remember?"

"No, I think I can handle that," Amanda said, with a hint of attitude in her
voice.

So Katie packed up her stuff to leave and her eyes caught one more glimpse of
Amanda's big, bony, pale feet before she left. She hoped she could forget
about those feet once she got out of there. She hoped that Amanda would be
smart enough to do well on her part of the project so they could get a good
grade. But as annoying as she was, she figured if she was able to hold down a
day job and take night classes at the same time, that Amanda should at least
be smart enough to handle a simple assignment all right. If she didn't, Katie
could always patch it up before they handed it in. And although Katie was
studious and took college very seriously, she honestly would rather get a
worse grade than have to look at Amanda's feet in that small apartment any
longer than she had to.

So Katie got to work on the project the next day and worked hard on it. It
wasn't easy starting it from the second half but she knew if she had asked
Amanda to do the second half of it that would give her more reason to resist.
Being able to do it on her own and not with Amanda was motivating Katie to do
well.

When it came time for Wednesday night class that week, Katie made sure to get
there super early again. She showed up twenty minutes early, not minding
having to sit there by herself for a while. This time she sat in the very
front row of the classroom, thinking Amanda wouldn't sit in the front row
without a desk to rest her bare feet on, and also thinking that she wouldn't
want to just stick her bare feet out in the front of the room where the
professor would be teaching.

When Amanda did show up she made eye-contact with Katie. She didn't say
anything this time and there was clearly now a bit of tension between the two
of them. Amanda gave a half-smile and Katie gave the bitchy smile to people
that she didn't want to have to talk to or even look at. The desk to Katie's
right was taken and the desk to her left was open. Amanda ended up sitting
directly behind Katie which was fine with her. She could look straight ahead
and wouldn't have to look at Amanda or her feet.

But when class started, Amanda did kick off her flip flops. Katie knew it was
happening, so easily distracted by Amanda's feet by this point, but she did
her best to just look straight ahead and focus on the lesson. What happened
next made Katie want to scream right there.

Amanda put her right foot right on the back end of Katie's chair to rest it
there. The ball of Amanda's foot touched the waist of Katie's jeans and then
she felt two of Amanda's toes touch her lower back. Katie whipped her head
back and looked at Amanda with the nastiest look she had probably ever given
anyone.

Amanda gave her a look back that Katie interpreted as saying 'Well, you wanted
to sit in the front so badly, that's what you get'. Katie could feel the
strong tension in the air between the two of them. Amanda took her foot off of
the back of the chair. She then put both of her feet on the rack that was
right underneath Katie's chair, there to hold books, and gave her a 'What are
you going to do about it?' look.

Katie briefly looked around to see that some other students in the room had
their feet on the rack underneath the desk in front of them. Of course none of
them were barefoot and the people sitting in front of them probably didn't
hate feet as much as Katie did. But there was nothing Katie could do without
causing a scene in class. She turned around and tried to pay attention, though
it was very hard with Amanda's feet there the whole rest of class, Katie being
able to feel the little vibration and hear the little creak of her desk, every
time Amanda's foot moved even a little bit.

Finally, class was over. Katie didn't know where she was going to sit the next
week to make sure she could get away from Amanda but she'd deal with that at
the time. In the meantime, she had to get to work on this project to make sure
their meeting Sunday evening got over with as quickly as possible. She worked
hard to make sure to get her half of it done before the weekend.

That Saturday night when Katie was out partying, she met a guy named Corey and
the two of them hit it off. The two of them hooked up that night and she ended
up staying over in his dorm room. The next morning they both lay in his bed
and were talking a bit, still getting along great. She knew that was a good
sign now that the alcohol wore off and they were still getting along.

"So you feel like hanging out tonight?" he said. Katie liked that offer. There
was always the fear that he may have just been using her for one hookup but he
was clearly interested in her.

"Yeah, that sounds good," she said, making sure not to sound too eager. "I do
have to meet this annoying lady in my night class at seven at her apartment to
finish up a project - she is so freaking annoying. And she is always barefoot
which drives me nuts."

"She must not have pretty feet like you," he said and the second he looked
down at her feet she knew she had to put a stop to that.

"Mine are not pretty!" she said with a laugh and she immediately hid her feet
under the blanket. "I hate all feet!"

"I think they're very pretty. But I need to get a soda. You want one?" She
really liked this guy. She wanted to keep him in bed with her a bit longer.

"Not yet," she said.

She wrapped her legs around his skinny legs to keep him trapped there, to
flirt with him a bit, and maybe impress him with her leg strength. She was
wearing nothing below the waist other than a thong and she looked down at how
muscular her legs looked compared to his skinny ones as she kept him trapped
there.

She watched him playfully try and pull his legs free from hers, laughing a bit
uncomfortably as he did, then trying harder when he couldn't pull free. Katie
liked that feeling of her legs being stronger than his and she thought it was
cute watching him unsuccessfully try and free himself. He finally stopped
trying as he knew the more he tried, the sillier it made him look.

"OK, you got me," he said and it didn't look like it hurt his ego to lose to a
girl too much which she also liked.

"Want me to let you go, cutie?"

"If you don't mind."

"You're not going to say I have pretty feet again, are you?" she said. She
squeezed her legs tighter, not wanting to hurt him too badly, but she did want
to cause him a little bit of pain just to let him know who was in charge. He
whined a bit and she really liked that.

"No!" he said, wincing as he said it. "No, I won't."

"Poor cutie," she said with a chuckle and she gave him a kiss on the lips.

It got to be later in the evening and it was time for Katie to meet up with
Amanda. She had been thinking about Corey all day which was good because it
took her mind off of the fact that she needed to meet up with Amanda later,
but it also meant that she really wanted this meeting with Amanda to go as
quickly as possible. She just wanted to get in there, combine their work, then
get the heck out of there and avoid Amanda the most that she could for the
rest of the semester. She even showed up at Amanda's apartment almost twenty
minutes early just so she could get done that much faster to go hang out with
Corey.

"Come in!" Amanda said very loudly through the door, a bit of annoyance in her
voice, when Katie knocked on it.

Katie walked inside and saw Amanda riding her exercise bike. Based on how
sweaty Amanda looked, it looked as if she had been riding it for a while, and
the fact the room felt quite warm didn't help matters. Amanda wore nothing up
top but a white sports top. She was so sweaty that Katie could see her nipples
through it. She could see the sweat on Amanda's tummy as well.

Below the waist, Amanda was wearing an extremely short pair of tight, white
shorts. Katie had never seen Amanda's legs before that, and she saw just how
pale Amanda's legs were. They were white as a ghost. Katie was well-tanned and
she couldn't see how a woman would be OK with her legs being that pale.

But what Katie noticed more than that was that Amanda's legs were very big.
She could tell they were big from the tight pants she had seen Amanda wearing
but now that she saw her legs bare, she saw they were much bigger and thicker
than she had even realized. Amanda didn't have any muscle definition in them
at all - Katie's legs were much more muscular - but Amanda's legs were
definitely bigger than Katie's. Most importantly, as far as Katie was
concerned, was that Amanda had her sneakers and socks on. As long as she
didn't have to look at Amanda's bare feet, Katie could tolerate the rest of
this unattractive woman she was looking at.

"You ready to do this?" Katie said, getting right down to business.

"I wish you had told me that you were coming early," Amanda said with some
attitude, not getting off of her bike, and both of them could feel the tension
that was quickly building up in that room once again. "I wouldn't have started
riding my bike."

Katie wanted to tell her that her little exercise bike there wasn't going to
make a difference. She was still ugly and some minutes on an exercise bike
wouldn't change that. Katie would have loved to watch Amanda run the 9.4 miles
per hour on the treadmill that she had done. Amanda and her big butt wouldn't
last fifteen seconds.

"Well I'm sorry," Katie said instead, her voice not sounding sorry at all. "I
just wanted to get going on this. I know we're both busy."

She was thinking about Corey again and just wanted to get out of there so
badly. Amanda didn't stop riding her bike and Katie thought that if Amanda was
actually going to try and sit on for the next fifteen minutes or so until the
time they were actually supposed to meet that Katie would just push her off of
it. She had never felt the desire to do something like that to someone that
hadn't physically attacked her first but she just hated Amanda so much.

But Amanda stopped riding the bike and got off of it. She walked over to her
bed to sit on it and then she started to take her sneakers off. Once her
sneakers were off, Katie watched as she started taking her socks off as well.
Why was she doing this? She had just gotten off of the bike. Why did she
always need to be barefoot? Katie could tell Amanda's socks were sweaty just
by the way that they came off of her feet and then she just threw them off to
the side, not even putting them away with her dirty laundry or even rolling
up. And now Katie was looking right at Amanda's bare feet that had just had
those sweaty socks taken off of them right after she got off of the bike.

"Why do you need to be barefoot??" Katie blurted out.

"Well it is my house. My feet hurt after being on the bike. Trust me, it hurts
your feet." Amanda said it with a tone like she was implying that Katie didn't
know what it was like to exercise. Katie could not stand her.

"Let's just get going on this and get it over with," Katie said and she didn't
even sit down, wanting to get out of there so badly. "You did the first half,
right?"

"No," Amanda said and Katie felt her stomach drop. "I did the second half,
like we said. You were supposed to do the first half."

Katie thought she had to be joking, that she couldn't be that stupid, and that
there was no way that this nightmare could be true. It had taken Katie a good
portion of the week to get the second half done and if no one had done the
first half they were going to be there all night working on it. With
everything else Katie had going on the rest of the week, this project had to
get done tonight, just like they planned.

But she also knew that Amanda didn't have that kind of sense of humor and
looking closer at the look on Amanda's face, she could tell that this was no
joke. Katie could feel herself breathing heavier and she felt a sharp pain in
her stomach after one breath. This annoying woman was now messing up her life.

"YOU were supposed to do the FIRST half!" Katie said to her loudly. In Katie's
entire freshman year of college she had never been in a yelling match with her
roommate or any of the girls on her floor. "I suggested that specifically so
it would be easier for you having to do the first half!! We stood right here
and I clarified like three times that you'd be doing the first half and met me
the second!" Katie also was wearing shorts and with her muscular legs showing
and her yelling, she thought she could intimidate Amanda if she moved closer
to her. But Amanda wasn't intimidated at all. She stood right up herself and
got into Katie's face.

"You told me YOU were doing the first half!" Amanda yelled right back at her.

She said it with such conviction that it sounded like she was sure of it in
her mind. Katie knew how wrong this idiot was and it made her even angrier
when she realized that there was no way to prove that she was right. The two
stared each other in the eyes, Amanda now looking at angry as Katie was, and
that was when Katie attacked.

She grabbed Amanda at the shoulders and though she'd easily be able to throw
her down. But Amanda planted her bare feet and Katie could feel Amanda's
strong stance as she unsuccessfully tried to throw her down. Thinking her
anger and adrenaline would ultimately prevail, Katie kept trying.

Katie had playfully overpowered other girls before and overpowered her share
of guys even, but Amanda felt stronger than any of them. Katie let out a
couple of gasps as she tried again to throw Amanda down but with those thick
legs of hers and her bare feet planted, Amanda would not go down.

Amanda then pushed back at Katie and used her less-muscular, but bigger, leg
to sweep Katie's leg right out from under her and take her to the ground. The
more that it was sinking in for Katie that she was starting to lose this fight
the more it upset her. She landed on her back and Amanda immediately lay right
on top of Katie and pinned her down.

As Katie tried to push Amanda off of her, Amanda immediately wrapped both of
her legs around Katie's. Amanda's thick legs felt strong around Katie's legs
and despite Katie's muscles, she could not free her legs from Amanda's. She
whined a little bit as she tried to push Amanda off of her with her shoulders
but Amanda had weight and positioning on Katie so she was able to hold her
down.

Katie could see that serious look on Amanda's face and knowing how upset her
own face must have looked, it was really upsetting to Katie to be trapped by
this woman that she hated. She would push up with her shoulders and feel
Amanda's shoulders push her right back down. When she tried to move her legs
and felt how she couldn't move them at all because Amanda's thick legs were
stopping her, she really didn't like that.

Katie pushed harder, letting out girly sounding grunts as she did so, and
sounding like she was about to cry as she let them out, still not able to get
the stronger Amanda off of her. She was trapped and the thought that Amanda
would be able to keep her like this as long as she decided that she wanted to,
really made her upset

Katie was running out of energy and she had to take a break from fighting to
get Amanda off of her. So she just lay there on her back with Amanda's half
naked body, that pale, sweaty skin, right on top of her holding her down. She
felt Amanda's bare belly pushing against hers and it was making it hard for
her to breathe.

Feeling upset, angry, and humiliated that she was still trapped underneath
Amanda's body, Katie got a second wind and tried again. Letting out another
loud, feminine grunt as she pushed, she pushed as hard as she could trying to
get Amanda off of her. But she still couldn't do it. Amanda's strong body was
just smothering her and it felt like it had too much strength for Katie to
overcome. But Katie just hated this woman so much that she gave it another
try. She tried the best as she could to lift her right shoulder and either
roll Amanda off of her or roll on top of her - and this time she succeeded.

Amanda was rolled onto her back and Katie rolled right on top of her. Katie's
legs freed up and they felt weaker than Amanda's even when they were on top of
them. She wrapped her muscular legs around Amanda's the same way Amanda had
done to her. But Amanda's thick legs felt stronger than guys like Carson's
had, and they also felt stronger than Katie's did. Katie feared that she was
not going to be able to keep Amanda's legs trapped for long.

Amanda immediately wrapped her arms around Katie in a bear hug which made it
hard for Katie to do much with her upper body. Katie still had her legs around
Amanda's but she could feel Amanda getting closer to getting her legs free.
Once she did so, she rolled back on top of Katie.

Katie was very afraid about the fact that she was only able to hold Amanda
down for such a short amount of time and she felt panic as she tried her
hardest to get free from underneath Amanda. Amanda didn't have as good a hold
on Katie as she had previously so she sat up and sat on her chest. Amanda then
moved herself up and sat her huge ass right on Katie's face.

Katie couldn't deal with it. Those tight workout shorts Amanda had on pushed
right up against Katie's face and Katie could feel, smell, and taste the sweat
coming from Amanda's butt, through her shorts, and right onto Katie's face.
Amanda's butt was also crushing her face and she could barely breathe.

Katie was working her hardest trying to turn her head back and forth trying to
get air but Amanda's butt was so big it wasn't working. She was pushing on
Amanda's hips trying to move her but her balance was too good, and when she
pushed on Amanda's big thighs she didn't have any luck at all.

Katie thought for sure that she was going to pass out so she tapped out on
Amanda's thighs trying to signal that she was tapping out - but Amanda still
didn't get off of her and Katie couldn't even speak to tell Amanda to get off.
Katie then started tapping out on the floor and Amanda still didn't get off of
her. Amanda was either that stupid that she didn't know what Katie was doing
or that much of a bitch, which both seemed like legitimate possibilities to
Katie.

Katie used all she had to turn her head to the side so she could at least free
her mouth up and get in some air. It was strenuous work doing so, the whole
process of her head turning going extremely slowly so she could feel Amanda's
big ass pushing down on every part of her face as it moved, feeling the
moisture on her shorts from how sweaty she was. Katie wasn't sure if she was
going to make it but finally she was able to turn her head to the side enough
for her mouth to be free so she could breathe. She screamed as she breathed
from the sheer torture of it all and now she could still feel Amanda's big
butt squishing her head from the side.

Katie grunted again as she pushed at Amanda's hips, trying as hard as she
could to free herself. She was only able to move her head a little bit so she
punched Amanda right above the crotch with a weak punch, and then dug her
fingers into Amanda's inner thigh. That threw Amanda off enough where she was
able to push on Amanda's hip a bit harder and barely push her head free,
Amanda's big ass thumping on the floor right next to Katie's head.

Katie tried to get away but Amanda was still too close to her and Katie
couldn't exactly move very fast after having her head squashed the way it just
was. She moved forward, her back still on the ground, and Amanda sat right
behind her. As Katie tried to move faster to get away she felt Amanda's right
leg wrap around her neck. Amanda then locked her left leg with her right leg
and completed a figure-4 right on Katie's neck.

Katie could never have imagined going through this level of torture. Amanda
tightened her big legs around Katie's neck and Katie felt like this woman
could pop her head right off with those legs, it was so bad. She was pulling
with her hands but her girly hands stood no chance against Amanda's legs. The
best she could do was create enough distance between Amanda's leg and Katie's
throat to allow her just a little room to barely breathe.

"I give!" Katie said and her normally cute voice just came out scratchy and
unattractive, feeling the wrath of Amanda's choke.

"You give?" Amanda said and she loosened her legs up a little bit to give
Katie some breathing room but still held them tight enough around her neck to
show that she was in control of her. "Don't try and get up yet. I'm not done
with you."

Katie wanted to smack Amanda just for saying that but she couldn't. She just
had to lay there feeling Amanda's legs rub against her as Amanda moved them
around. Amanda's foot rubbed against Katie's side which she really didn't
like. It got much worse when Amanda took the soles of her bare feet and put
them right above Katie's face which made Katie want to flip out. She had to
look at the soles closer to her face than she ever would have wanted them to
be and she caught a whiff of them too.

"Kiss my feet," Amanda said as Katie tried to turn her head away from them but
Amanda just followed Katie's face with her soles.

"Not a chance in fucking hell!" Katie yelled back.

Katie normally wasn't the type to say the word 'hell' as she was fairly
religious and she didn't normally say the 'f' word either but she wanted it to
be absolutely clear to Amanda that she was not going to kiss her feet. She
turned her head away as much as she could to the right but Amanda just pushed
her bare soles right into Katie's face. Katie grabbed Amanda's ankles and
tried to push Amanda's feet away from her but she wasn't strong enough. Amanda
then stuck her right foot right into Katie's mouth. The taste of it was
brutal. Katie tried to say that she'd kiss Amanda's feet just to get her to
stop this but all that came out was some muffled noise. She grabbed on
Amanda's ankles harder and was barely to pull her foot out of her mouth,
spitting on the floor once she did.

"Fuck, alright!" Katie yelled, sounding like she was going to cry. "I'll kiss
your damn foot, just cut it out!"

"Not just once either," Amanda said as she held her feet right above Katie's
face with very little space between the feet and the face. "Keep kissing them
all over until I tell you to stop."

Katie had never felt such hatred, such rage. She felt like she could kill
Amanda right then and be completely OK with it. A lot of that rage she felt to
her own self for being too much of a wimp and a coward to do anything about
this. She closed her eyes, tried to mentally prepare by telling herself that
she was just doing this so she could get out of there, then opened her eyes
and began.

She knew it was going to be awful but the first time she kissed the bottom of
Amanda's foot it was even worse than she thought it would be. The taste and
the texture of it, combined with the fact that what she was doing was more
degrading than anything she ever could have imagined, probably far worse than
anyone she knew had ever experienced.

But she kept doing it, trying not to think about what she was doing as that
would have upset her way too much to continue, and just focusing on the fact
that if she cooperated that she could hopefully get out of this horrible
situation as quickly as possible. Amanda was at least just holding her feet
there and not rubbing them all over Katie's face like she had been so at least
it wasn't as bad as it could be. It was still plenty bad, however. Just every
kiss of the bottom of Amanda's feet made Katie feel more and more like
Amanda's bitch. She was not getting used to the feeling of her lips smacking
against Amanda's feet at all and she was doing her best to hold her breath,
knowing that she wouldn't be able to take this anymore if she caught too
strong of a smell of them. When she realized she had been doing this for a
while and Amanda still hadn't told her she could stop, she felt a stroke of
annoyance.

"I think I've kissed every goddamn part of your foot! Are we done?"

"You can stop kissing them for now," Amanda said with a tone like she was
Katie's boss which Katie did not like. "Now sniff them. Go ahead. Take a nice
deep breath. I need to hear the air going up your nose."

"Oh, no fucking way!"

Katie tried moving her face away again, this time for aggressively, but Amanda
still just following Katie's face with her feet, no matter which way Katie
turned it. Almost ready to cry, Katie found some more adrenaline and she
shoved Amanda's feet away from her face. She started to sit up and she was so
focused on just making sure Amanda didn't put her feet in her face again, that
she left her neck wide open for Amanda to wrap her legs around it again.

Amanda got her legs in another figure-4 around Katie's neck and this time she
made the hold much tighter. Katie could feel her face getting purple, sweat
developing all over her face, as she felt Amanda's thick leg tightly squeezing
her jugular as well as the rest of her neck.

Feeling even more like Amanda was going to knock her out or seriously injure
her this time, Katie grabbed at Amanda's legs, feeling utterly helpless as her
girly, thin fingers could do nothing against Amanda's thick legs. Amanda's
strength was too much for Katie who desperately tapped out on the floor,
hoping Amanda would let go before it was too late. Amanda did let go and Katie
gagged, her throat feeling all sorts of messed up from what Amanda had just
done.

"Don't mess with me," Amanda said to her. "Now smell my feet."

Katie braced herself for what she could do nothing about as Amanda put her
bare feet right above Katie's face again. Terrified of what Amanda could do to
her with her legs, Amanda took a big inhale threw her nose, making sure Amanda
could hear the sound of the air going in.

As Katie first started to absorb the smell, she had to admit that it wasn't as
bad as she had expected. She had been prepared for the ultimate worst just
thinking about what those bare, sweaty feet would smell like after having
those sweaty socks pulled off of them after she was riding that bike, the same
socks that were encased in her sneakers.

They definitely smelled like feet and there was definitely a hint of sweat to
the smell of them but it was only a little bit and, though the smell was still
not pleasant, it was bearable. At least for a few seconds. As Katie completed
her big inhale, it hit her that these were feet that she was smelling. Perhaps
part of it was in her head, but it all kind of hit her all at once that she
was breathing in straight, bare feet and it was bad.

She started to gag loudly, gagging stronger than she felt like she ever had,
and she was sure she was going to vomit all over Amanda's floor, which would
have been at least a bit of redemption for her. She could feel the pressure in
her throat from that strong gag but no vomit came out. She gagged again, but
all it was, was a gag. She thought for sure that once Amanda saw what she was
doing to her she'd finally get some sympathy, and even if Amanda didn't give
her sympathy, hopefully she'd at least let Katie go so she wouldn't mess up
her floor.

"Oh please, cut it out," Amanda said, with no sympathy in her voice
whatsoever. "You're acting like such a drama queen here, like smelling feet is
just the worst thing in the world. You're just a spoiled little brat, aren't
you? Well you're just going to have to get used to smelling my feet. Go ahead,
do it again." She put her feet right above Katie's wincing face.

"Please," Katie said, trying to breathe in as little as possible as she spoke.
"I can't take this anymore. Please just ... " She was interrupted by Amanda
slapping her face a few times with her foot, just continuing to degrade her
more and more, completely breaking Katie down.

"Come on," Amanda said as she slapped Katie's face with her foot some more,
and kept hitting it regardless of which way Katie turned her head. "I want you
to take another big whiff. You don't want me to wrap my legs around your neck
again, do you?"

That didn't sound that much worse than smelling Amanda's feet, but it still
would be worse nonetheless. Amanda stopped slapping Katie's face and held her
feet right above her face again. Katie looked at Amanda's big soles, seeing
all of the wrinkles in them, and thought how this was her absolute worst
nightmare coming true.

Katie took another deep breath in through her nose, and this time smelling
Amanda's feet like that was even worse than the previous time. She started
gagging again, not expecting Amanda to show her any kind of sympathy, and not
getting any either. Amanda held her feet right back above Katie's face.

"Again," Amanda said. "We're going to keep doing this until you can do this
without gagging. You have to learn that my feet aren't nearly as bad as you're
making them out to be and that this is all in your head."

Trapped under Amanda's feet and feeling like her prisoner, Katie took another
big whiff. She tried so hard not to gag, just so she could be done with this,
but smelling feet was just not her thing and she started gagging again. The
intensity of the gagging combined with just how upset she was over the whole
situation was too much for her and Katie started to cry.

"Wow, you are such a baby!" Amanda said, just upsetting Katie further. "Crying
over having some feet in your face? You know what kind of suffering some
people in this world are going through? And you're crying over this? You don't
want to sniff my feet? Fine. Suck on my toes. Go ahead."

"No!"

"Suck on them!" Amanda stuck her right foot right in Katie's mouth, the taste
just awful, such a taste of feet, but with Amanda's foot so strong her and
suck sticking it in there, Katie could do nothing but absorb the taste. "Go
ahead, now suck my toes one by one, otherwise I'll stick them to far down your
throat I will really gag you."

Amanda pulled her foot back a little bit, just enough so Katie could focus on
sucking on her big toe. Now completely Amanda's little foot-bitch, Katie did
it, nothing being able to stand the feeling of Amanda's toe rubbing against
her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and tasting it so strongly.

More tears came out of Katie's eyes as Amanda's big toe penetrated in her
mouth. Once Katie had sucked that one good, Amanda made her suck on her next
biggest toe. She kept moving down the line and every toe had a fresh foot
taste to it that Katie couldn't stand. When Katie was finally done, she pulled
her mouth away from Amanda's toes and spit on the floor.

"Ugh!" Katie said loudly as she spit again.

"Don't spit on my floor!" Amanda ordered and she slapped Katie's face with her
foot.

"Ah!" Katie yelled. "I can't take this anymore! I wish I was dead!!"

"You just never stop, do you? You'd really rather be dead than having to
worship my feet for just one night? If someone told you that you could either
worship my feet for a little bit or die, you'd choose the latter? You'd give
up everything?" Katie just wanted her to shut up so badly.

"I could kill you right now, I know that much!" Katie yelled back.

"Oh really?" Amanda said and she pulled her feet away from Katie's face so
fast that Katie had wished she had said that earlier. "You could kill me, huh?
Kill me in my own apartment? Go ahead. I got some knives in the kitchen if you
want to give that a try. Go ahead and kill me."

Katie lay there on the ground, her pride hurt more than ever, knowing that
even if she did have it in her to try and make that move, that Amanda would be
able to stop her. So she just stayed on the floor, her bluffed called out, as
Amanda waited it out, giving her a few more seconds to try and do something
before she stuck her bare feet right back in her face.

"Thought so," Amanda said. "Now lick my feet."

"I ... " Katie began.

"Just shut up," Amanda cut her off. "You know you have no choice. Now lick my
feet. Lick them all over."

Completely at Amanda's mercy, Katie stuck out her tongue. She could see her
tongue shaking as it got closer to the wrinkles on Amanda's soles that were
sitting there just patiently waiting to be licked. Katie's tongue 'shivered'
as it touched the arch of Amanda's foot - it tasted like foot!

She let out a whine as she started to run her tongue up Amanda's foot and
could taste all of that foot taste absorbing into her tongue as she did so. It
was such an awful thing to be doing, not just because of the taste that she
couldn't stand, but she would never be able to look herself in the mirror
again knowing that she had cooperated in licking another female's feet.

Amanda did not move her foot away and Katie knew that meant she had to
continue licking. She felt her tongue run along all of the different curves of
Amanda's foot from the heel, up her arch, over the ball of her foot, and then
along and between her toes. Each time the texture or taste of Amanda's foot
felt different, it felt like Katie was starting fresh, not getting the least
bit used to this degrading act.

And there Amanda just calmly sat letting Katie suffer by running her tongue
all over the bottom of Amanda's bare feet. Katie may have been 'getting used
to it' the more that she did it but it didn't make it any easier as it was
still gross and humiliating. She cried as she licked Amanda's feet but Amanda
still let her go a little longer.

"That will be good for now," Amanda said as she put her feet on the floor
right next to Katie's head. Katie just lay there. She thought that she was all
done but it was really sinking in that Amanda had truly made her her bitch.
She knew she'd be traumatized by this. She could still taste feet in her mouth
and could not wait to brush them.

"Now that that delay is over with," Amanda said. "We need to get to work."
There was absolutely no way that Katie was going to be able to stay in that
little apartment for as long as it was going to take to complete the
assignment.

"Just give me it," Katie said, knowing right when the words came out of her
mouth that she was Amanda's bitch that much more. "I'll just do it all."

"Of course you will," Amanda said as she stood up. "Because you know you're
the one that screwed up. You are going to do a good job on this right?"

"Yes," Katie said quietly.

"What?" Amanda said as she pushed the bottom of her bare foot down right on
the top half of Katie's face, pushing down her nose.

"YES!"

"You better get us at least a B. Now get your stuff and get out of my
apartment."

Once Katie was out of there, she walked back to her car, tasting the taste of
feet in her mouth and on her tongue, and not being able to shake the feeling
and smell of them from her mind. It was going to haunt her for a long time and
there was nothing she could do about it.

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