You and Kat go on a besties trip and rent a nice place up in the mountains, just the two of you. You get up early, and spend the whole morning walking and exploring the surrounding area, and while the weather is cool and refreshing, the two of you still work up a bit of a sweat from trudging through the hiking paths as you scale the sides of the mountain atop which the property is situated.
As the day transitions into late morning, you finally make it back to the house, taking some time to enjoy the amenities, cooling off by the pool while you decide your plans for a little later in the day -- "Maybe we'll drive into town", you think, to try out the local lunch places.
Kat decides to relax in her own way by yanking off her old Converse, which she acknowledges weren't exactly the best choice for long walks over the rugged terrain. She's a little crude, leaving them on the tabletop, but you don't really pay it any mind -- that's until she leans back in her chair, and pops her feet up on the table as well.
"Ugh, my feet are killing me," she groans, flexing her toes inside black socks. "I don't know why I decided to bring these awful trainers with me, they are NOT good for this..."
Her black socks are clearly damp from the walk, and despite them being a fresh pair as far as you know, they've already picked up the hot scent not only coming through from her feet, but also that from her old Converse. You glance at her feet a few times, trying your best to hide your reflexive nose scrunch, instead attempting to pour your attention into your phone. Unfortunately, Kat seems to notice.
"Agh, sorry, my socks are kind of sweaty, I know -- all that walking just soaked them up, heheheh... I'm sure it's just the socks though, I can j-just take them off..." she excuses with a slight stammer, leaning over to pluck at the toes of her socks. She pulls at the damp fabric, peeling off both socks after a slight exertion of effort as they resist against the clammy skin of her feet.
As Kat finally frees her feet from the confines of her socks, the breeze seemingly decides just then to move from her direction to you, in a bit of mean-spirited fate. Hot, cheesy air hits your nose and seeps into your head, lodging itself deep into your brain. Gross!
Kat's eyes seem to catch yours, as a slight grimace flashes across your face against your best efforts. Her amber eyes widen as the color first seems to drain from her face, only to immediately resurface as a heated redness in her nose and ears.
"O-Oh my god, that's so much worse, I-I'm so sorry!" she blabbers out, scrunching her sweaty toes and yanking her feet from off the table. She nearly knocks herself out of her chair with the swift motion, immediately bringing her knees into her chest and clenching her feet against the edge of her chair, in an attempt to hide them from view. "I thought it was just my socks, I didn't really think it was gonna be my bare feet that...stink so bad. Oh god, don't think I'm gross or anything now!"
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Here's a fun little piece I actually started a while back, but never got around to finishing. I had done the lineart for most of the body, but I was not happy with the head and face. But I revisited it, and made some adjustments, and I'm really happy with how it came out as a result. I really like these more casual scenes -- there's just a candid, natural beauty and sexiness to it that feels so much more real than the hand-crafted, photoshoot-esque stuff we tend to see a lot on social media and the like. So, if you like sweaty candid feet, here's some Kat, along with some of the usual fun variants. :D
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