The Foot Fantasy!!! - SERVE PREGNANT BLUEBERRY'S SORE FEET

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The Foot Fantasy!!! - SERVE PREGNANT BLUEBERRY'S SORE FEET

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Blueberry Fairy's Royal Command

Serve Pregnant Blueberry's Sore Feet

The enchanting Blueberry Fairy sat on her plush throne, her legs draped over the armrest as she basked in the afterglow of a long day. Her swollen and aching feet were propped up on a velvet pillow, begging for relief from their newfound burden. As the guard of honor stood by, the fairy's regal gaze fell upon them, demanding obedience.

"You there, footboy," she commanded, her voice laden with authority. "Kneel before my feet and serve them as they deserve."

The footboy trembled but couldn't resist the allure of serving such a magnificent creature. He knelt at her feet, his eyes fixed on the size of her pregnant frame. "What would you have me do, my lady?" he asked, his voice shaking.

Blueberry Fairy smiled, reveling in the power she held over him. "I want you to worship my feet, footboy. Kiss my soles, suck my toes, and massage these poor, swollen feet of mine. I've been on my feet all day, and I need someone to tend to my every whim."

The footboy couldn't believe his luck. To serve such a pregnant goddess was a privilege he never dared dream of. He started by kissing her feet, his lips lingering on the soft skin of her soles. As he worked his way up her legs, he licked every inch of her skin, tasting the sweetness of her pregnancy.

"That's it, footboy," she purred, her belly jiggling with delight. "Now, suck on my toes. Show me how much you appreciate my feet."

The footboy took one of her toes in his mouth, savoring the taste of her skin. He sucked gently, feeling the power of her feet over him as he surrendered to her will. He worked his way up her legs, massaging her sore muscles and tender skin with his hands.

"Oh, that feels divine," she sighed, closing her eyes in bliss. "Keep going, footboy. You're doing wonderfully."

The footboy redoubled his efforts, determined to please his new mistress. He lavished her feet with attention, kissing, licking, and massaging them until she was in a state of pure ecstasy. As he looked up at her, he saw the satisfaction in her eyes, knowing that he had truly served his purpose.

"Thank you, footboy," she said, her voice warm with gratitude. "You have served my feet well. Go now, and never forget the honor of serving a pregnant goddess."

The footboy bowed his head, grateful for the opportunity to serve such a magnificent creature. He couldn't wait for the chance to kneel at her feet once again, knowing that he would do anything to please her and make her happy.

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