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I placed my lips on my ex-girlfriend’s feet and started kissing. It was the first time since we had dated that I had kissed her but now it is where it is more appropriate: at her sweaty smelly feet. I preferred it over kissing someone on the lips. The combined foot sweat, taste, and overall humiliation was what made kissing feet instead of lips so irresistible. Plus, I am not worthy as a human being anymore to kiss people on the lips: only at their feet. I could hear Ashley start to moan passionately as Haku had started to pleasure her like I never could. I moved on to Master Haku’s feet as I did not want to interrupt my Master’s moment of pleasure for him to discipline me over not attending to his feet. Now looking at Master’s feet, I could really see the difference. His feet and toes were much bigger than Ashley’s and they were a bit more tan as well. He always had his signature dark green nail polish on that looked so sexy. But most of all, his feet gave off an aura of power that

One week before Orientation... "Room 307R, eh?" A young feline woman takes a piece of paper off a large wooden door. It has the name of the two students staying inside: "Luhna Aviel II" and "Adara Devorak." "Yup, that's the right one. Thank goodness." The feline, named Luhna, wastes no time in opening the door with her new key. The light turns on the instantly, and she responds with a gasping meow. Aside from a desk on each side of the room, there are two twin-sized beds. Without a second thought, Luhna throws all three of her bags on the right side. Then she drags herself over to the bed to flops down backwards, staring at the golden-white ceiling light. The unusually bright light shine off the jewel embedded in her forehead as exhaustion weighs down on her bones. The rooms of Cameron Hall are not as spacious as her dormitory from last year, but she is nonetheless happy to have landed on-campus housing at the last minute. The extensive work for her modeling agency left Luhna

Two Weeks before the Semester... A large workshop is one of the few buildings that is still lit on a wide and misty avenue. The workshop has two floors, the windows of the bottom being barely lit while the top floor is pitch black. Heavy rain pours from above, nearly flooding the street if it weren't for three manhole covers separated by several dozen yards. A soft flash lights up in the sky, followed by a soft rumble that is barely heard between two people inside of the shop. The taller of the two is the owner of the workshop, Xerxes Rook; he is a giant who stands well over seven feet tall and dressed in a mechanic's uniform. He towers over the second person, a fairly tall young girl in a similar attire and short hair. This is his daughter, Lilian, who has more humanoid features save for scales on her body that are of similar color to her father's. Xerxes opens a pamphlet depicting several buildings on a large college campus. Narrowing his eyes and breathing deeply, he folds the