"Bratty Cheerleader Demands A Foot Rub" [FEET + NYLONS]
Ugh, finally—i’m done cheering and my feet are aching! and guess what? that’s your problem now. i plop down right in front of you in my cute little cheer outfit, legs crossed, nylon-covered soles right in your face, and i don’t ask—i demand a foot rub. and it better be a good one, or i’m gonna whine and complain until you get it right. i wiggle my toes, stretch my arches, showing off just how soft and sweaty my nylons are after practice, teasing you while acting like i don’t even notice how obsessed you are. typical. you’re lucky i even let you touch me. now hurry up and rub, loser—i don’t have all day, and i expect perfection.
