De-feeted
This choice: You have your pride to keep, fight back! (Back)
(Originally written by Torborg)
No. You obviously can't compete with her speed to escape, so you have one option. Fight Supergirl. Unfortunately on your salary you couldn't afford kryptonite, but you really wish that you had some now. You had your pride though, and you could never admit defeat to her like a spineless dog. Options exhausted, you set to action the attack, they say that a man shouldn't attack a woman but against a super-powered woman it was surely justifiable. You rose to your feet quickly, and shoulder-tackled Supergirl in the rib cage, with both of you landing of the bed. For a moment you had taken her by surprise and were on top, but she quickly recovered and pushed you off, sitting on top herself, but you manage you push her off. You both roll around for a bit, seeking to gain advantage, until Supergirl manages to sit on top once more. You try to use the momentum to push her off again, but this time she holds firm. Uh-oh.
Somehow she manages to grab hold of your wrist, and pulls you to the center of the bed, before sitting down more comfortably on your stomach. She waste no time placing her right foot on your face, her heel resting on your chin as she forces you to smell the awful stench of her feet once more. Her right foot slides off of the nose, onto your face, covering a part of your mouth and one one of your eyes as the left foot joins it, as she then proceeds to rub both sweaty feet in your face.
"Do you like my feet?" She asks, a cold unsympathetic look in her eyes, and an arrogant smile on her face.
"Hell no!" You reply out of anger, shaking your head, trying to get her feet off of your head. She replies with a mock look of taking great offense.
"How dare you!" She yells and her left foot slides off of your face, allowing her to raise her right foot in the air before crashing it down on your face, several times. It really hurt, though it was more humiliating than anything. You really think that she's going to break your nose before she stopped, and you can tell that she was pondering what to do next with you.
Where will this story go next?
You have the following choices:
1. She forces you to get a better chance to smell her feet.
2. She rubs the smell of her foot into your face. *
* indicates the next chapter is blank and needs to be created.
(Originally written by Torborg)
No. You obviously can't compete with her speed to escape, so you have one option. Fight Supergirl. Unfortunately on your salary you couldn't afford kryptonite, but you really wish that you had some now. You had your pride though, and you could never admit defeat to her like a spineless dog. Options exhausted, you set to action the attack, they say that a man shouldn't attack a woman but against a super-powered woman it was surely justifiable. You rose to your feet quickly, and shoulder-tackled Supergirl in the rib cage, with both of you landing of the bed. For a moment you had taken her by surprise and were on top, but she quickly recovered and pushed you off, sitting on top herself, but you manage you push her off. You both roll around for a bit, seeking to gain advantage, until Supergirl manages to sit on top once more. You try to use the momentum to push her off again, but this time she holds firm. Uh-oh.
Somehow she manages to grab hold of your wrist, and pulls you to the center of the bed, before sitting down more comfortably on your stomach. She waste no time placing her right foot on your face, her heel resting on your chin as she forces you to smell the awful stench of her feet once more. Her right foot slides off of the nose, onto your face, covering a part of your mouth and one one of your eyes as the left foot joins it, as she then proceeds to rub both sweaty feet in your face.
"Do you like my feet?" She asks, a cold unsympathetic look in her eyes, and an arrogant smile on her face.
"Hell no!" You reply out of anger, shaking your head, trying to get her feet off of your head. She replies with a mock look of taking great offense.
"How dare you!" She yells and her left foot slides off of your face, allowing her to raise her right foot in the air before crashing it down on your face, several times. It really hurt, though it was more humiliating than anything. You really think that she's going to break your nose before she stopped, and you can tell that she was pondering what to do next with you.
Where will this story go next?
You have the following choices:
1. She forces you to get a better chance to smell her feet.
2. She rubs the smell of her foot into your face. *
* indicates the next chapter is blank and needs to be created.
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