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“Alright you dumb fucking bimbonic gringo, you know what’s expected of you! Get down there and lick, you little foot slut!” Marina chided the young American woman in Spanish. It was obvious she didn’t understand her, though, with her feet in front of her and her motions, she figured she could connect the dots.

Watching her, she saw as Blake processed everything. Slowly, she stuck her tongue out, kneeled further towards the ground, and licked her feet. Her taste buds with then covered in the dirt and sweat speckling her soles, mixed with the feisty Latina’s foot musk.

Finally living this fantasy of hers made her feel all sorts of ways, it was all by chance. Having lived out in the Mexican countryside for all her life, Marina never expected for a random American woman to fall into her midst, let alone a lesbian one.

Now, though, here she was. She had to admit, she was quite beautiful, though that didn’t matter that much. All that mattered was that she was going to be her little foot slut. She could sense that the woman found her hot so it was pretty easy for Marina to get her down on her knees.

With her cleaning her soles, Marina wondered when she would enact the climax of her fantasy. In addition to wanting some random American woman to become her foot slut, she also wanted to transform her into her shoes. To really dominate this gringo with her feet.

Well, as she finished cleaning off her left sole, Marina got ready to transform her. Once she had cleaned the latina’s feet, the American woman looked up at her pleading with her to be done. Letting her stew with the taste of her feet in her mouth, she told her what was going to happen to her.

“I have to say, you did quite a great job at being my foot slut. You’re a natural! Thanks to that I think you would love to be under my feet, don’t you agree?” Not knowing what exactly she was telling her, the woman meekly said “si…” “Great,” she replied. “Now for your reward.”

With a snap of her fingers, the gringo transformed into a pair of huarache sandals. She looked nearly identical to any other pair of them, save for her tongue having transformed into the insoles. Stepping down onto the ground, she dirtied her feet before putting her on.

Stomping her foot down on her, she heard a quiet yet discernible moan. Hearing that, she responded with a flurry of stomps on her form, each eliciting a pained moan. Marina was more than satisfied with her new sandals, especially since she forced it to taste both of her soles still.

With her fantasy finally reached, she had nothing better to do, so she decided to head out on a trek of the countryside. As she did, she wondered how the American woman was liking all this. Whether she would admit it or not, she was enjoying being nothing but this Latina’s gringo made huaraches, especially with how dominant she was.

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