A Taste Of Things To Come

This choice: You invite her in. (Back)

(Originally written by Windleaf)

"Go ahead Mr. Marshall, it won't bite,"

So you lean in towards one of the flowers and get sprayed with a cloud of gas.

You reel back from the plant, coughing and gagging on the smoke. The sensation of fire engulfing your whole body wreaks havoc on your nervous system. Next thing you know, you're sprawled out on the floor. You look around and see Maria standing over you, dressed in green spandex. You're ready to get up and toss her out of your office when you realize, you can't move your body. Only your head remains free of the paralysis. Furiously you struggle with your nerves but all you achieve is amusing Ivy, who is laughing at your head as you bobble it around.

"Pardon the pun Mr. Marshall, but you look stiff as a tree. You do look like you'd make a nice piece of furniture though." She drags you over to the middle of the office and places a chair over you. She sits down with your head between her boots. "You know Marshy, it's rough being villainous all the time. I'd like to do something nice for once. You like feet Marshy? You seem like the type of guy who'd get a kick out of some lady putting him under heel and toe."

She started removing one of her boots.

"Enough of this Ivy! I demand you let me go right this instant. If I weren't--" You were cut off by Ivy sticking her toes in your mouth.

"Make sure you lick them clean hun. Don't mind the sweat, my boots tend to heat up something awful."

You try to think of something to do. Admittedly, Ivy does have nice feet, and ordinarily, if you weren't paralyzed at the mercy of a super-villainess, you might even enjoy this. However, you're on your 5th wife and you don't need another scandal mucking up the cash you've brought in since the previous settlements kept halving your savings

"Marshy, I don't feel any licking down there. I mean, it really is the least you could do for me. But if you're going to continue acting stubborn I might just turn you into plant food for one of my darlings." On second thought, scandal or no scandal, another divorce is the least of your worries. Living is pretty valuable in its own right. You begin licking between her toes and sucking on them.

"That's the way to do it Marshy," Ivy takes her toes out of your mouth and puts her sole up. You lick it up and down and finish by kissing it all over. She takes her other boot off and has you do the same to the next foot.

When you've completed your task she decides to move on to stage two.


You now have these choices:

1. Reduce your paralysis. Foot massage time. *

2. Shrink you down. Into the boot you go.

* indicates the next chapter is blank and needs to be created.

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