Olivia Rose Little Furniture Shop Of Horrors

Date 23-10-2021, 23:58
Model: Olivia Rose

Custom Script:
“Scene 1 The boss being eaten
Begins with a close-up of your nylon-clad feet sticking out of bed flailing around (face up). If you could re-create the actions you did in the Hosed, Toes, and Teased video, that would be amazing. Lots of toe wiggling, spreading, and sole scrunching as your feet are slurped into the bed (please spread your toes as wide as you can just before they disappear into the bed). Just muffled noises from you here, please. (It does not need to be longer than a minute or two). Could I please ask that you wear light-colored nylons so I can still see whatever color your toenails are? I absolutely loved the contrast of the light-colored nylons and your dark red toenails in the Hosed, Toes, and Teased Clip (sorry to keep going on about it).
Scene 2 The confrontation and start of the eating
You are sat on the floor with your back to the bed, unaware of what has recently happened. Your legs are out in front of you, and you are heel popping and dipping your bare feet in and out of your shoes. We have the following conversation: None of my words need to be audible. It’s just to add structure to the conversation.
You: “You know I’m glad we’ve had this time alone to talk.”
Me: “What do you mean?”
You: “I think it’s time you moved on. You know, leave this job maybe become a reflexologist or something”.
Me: “I still don’t know what you mean?”
You: “Oh, come on! I’ve seen the glances you sneak at my feet. Look, you’re doing it right now.” (kick off your shoes as you say this and wiggle and spread your toes and scrunch your soles up, please)
Me: “Ok, I’m sorry. I thought you’d be flattered”.
You: “Oh, I am in the fact that my feet hold so much power over you (mocking laugh, please). I mean, look at them, look at my wrinkly soles (scrunch your soles, please) and my pretty toenails. Look at my sexy toe spread (spread your toes, please) and how I wiggle them (wiggle your toes, please). I bet you’d like me wiggling my toes all over your face and in your mouth (wiggle your toes in my face, please). I bet you’d love to count and kiss every wrinkle on these soles (scrunch your soles in my face, please). I bet you’d love me to spread my toes so you can kiss, suck and lick in between each one (spread your toes in my face, please)”.
Me: “Ok, I admit it yes, I would.”
You; “Well, if you agree to quit and leave the sale of the bed and the promotion all to me, I’ll give you 5 minutes with these perfect feet. I gotta warn you, though. They looked perfect, but they stink at the moment. I don’t know if it’s the shoes (sniff both your shoes and then offer them to me, please) or the feet (sniff both your feet). OMG! It’s definitely the feet. So what do you say? No hard feelings well over than in your pants (mocking laugh, please)”.
Me: “I’ll probably never forgive myself for letting this opportunity pass me by, but I need to warn you.”
You: (Now you’re angry) “No! I need to warn you. If you don’t do exactly as I say, I’ll be telling the boss about you a little secret, and you’re finished!” (put your shoes back on please)
Me: “Ok, fine, I’ll do it, but whatever you do.”
You: “What do mean whatever I do?” (you place your hand on the bed to get up, and it slips slightly between the mattress and box spring)
Me: “Whatever you do.”
You: (You now realize your hand is stuck) “What the hell is…Oh my god” (your arm is pulled suddenly into the bed). “Wait! Stop! What’s happening? (Your other hand is pulled into the bed, followed by your head).
Scene 3 Continued eating
The bed has now eaten you to the point that only your lower legs are sticking out face down (around knee level). Your shoes are still on, and you kick your legs wildly, trying to get free. Both your shoes fly off, revealing your bare feet.
You: “Wait, wait. Hold it. Stop what’s going here. Ge me out of here now. Let me out”. (feel free to add your own dialogue here)
You are slurped into the bed, and as you are, your kicking becomes more restricted, but your feet’ actions become more animated. Lots of toe wiggling, spreading, and scrunching of soles. We get to a point where only your feet and ankles are sticking out.
Scene 4 Finale
Now just your feet are sticking out but this time face up (this is how I like all vore scenes to end). You are really determined to escape and keep wiggling and spreading your toes and scrunching your soles up.
You: “Please, help me. I’m sorry. I don’t want to be eaten. Please grab my feet and pull me out. (wiggle your toes, please). Please put your fingers between my toes and pull me out. (spread your toes, please). Please don’t let it eat meeeeeeeee! (as you say this, the bed slurps you in but not before you give one last defiant sole scrunch). After a brief pause, you then thrust one of your feet back out of bed and frantically wiggle your toes for a brief time? This foot then gets pulled back in before the other one shoots out and does the same thing. When the other foot gets pulled…”