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Can you imagine how Pippa's feet must taste like after a long day of streaming? How her feet must smell like after marinating in sweat and bacteria in her fuzzy slippas like it was some prized fermented ambrosia? When she removes her slippas at the end of the day, Pippa's feet must smell so rancid like fermented cheese. The stench is enough to make me beg. Beg to smell her feet up close. She'd look at me in disgust but would laugh as Pippa realizes that it was I who donated $40,000 in her stream. She'd order me to lick her feet as she looks smugly at her most loyal simp. It was so worth mortgaging my house for the chance to look at my rabbit goddess' feet. Oh god, I can almost taste how tantalizing her feet would be as I run my tongue down the spaces of her toes, licking the orange dirt in between. Would it taste like carrots? God. I would feel so lucky after getting to suck on a rabbit's foot.
