As the saleclerk knelt, Max's foot was still in the measurer. He was visually stimulated to be this close to a pair of bare feet so extremely large. His heart was racing
in his chest. He just had to feel that huge foot on his face. His thoughts were running wildly in his mind.
It was obvious that Max was preoccupied watching his friend try on his socks, so he was sure he could get in at least one sniff and maybe a lick if he was lucky.
Although he would probably get the stuffing knocked out of him. His head swam from all these thoughts and also from the intoxicating aroma reaching his nostrils
from these enormous feet before him.
Looking up, he noticed Max was looking at his friend. The salesclerk, gently lifted the enormous right foot and buried his nose between the huge toes. He inhaled
deeply. With the foot on his face, his face turning red and still with his heart still racing, he waited for a reaction. When none came, he planted his lips on the bottom
of the big toe and gave it a long, wet kiss, tasting the sweat. He let out a moan.
Suddenly the huge foot was pulled from his grasp. He looked up and Max was standing over him. A scowl on his face. The sales man knelt there looking up, not
knowing what to do. Then a sort of evil grin came over Max's face.