Chapter 18:

I'm Not Going to Drop the Foot Thing

Vorelando Magic


“Vorelando, we need to talk.”Bookmark here

Vorelando felt betrayed. Walking into the campus café, he had been expecting to see Kobe, who had texted him earlier telling him to meet him there.Bookmark here

Instead, sat in the corner, was Cayenne Peppers. She was wearing a much more comprehensive outfit than usual. Always one for jean shorts and little else, today she was covered head to knee in fabric, with everything below hidden behind fashionable leather boots.Bookmark here

This didn’t stop those who populated the café from leering at her of course. The eye fucking being performed was equally intense across the gender spectrum.Bookmark here

“Cayenne. I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”Bookmark here

“Sit down Vorelando.” She patted the chair beside her. Vorelando obliged.Bookmark here

“You’re looking particularly ominous today Yen, what’s with all the clothes?”Bookmark here

Cayenne frowned at Vorelando. He should know why.Bookmark here

“I wanted to wear sandals Vo but I couldn’t.”Bookmark here

“Why not, it’s a great day for it.”Bookmark here

“I wouldn’t feel comfortable showing my feet around you any more Vorelando.”Bookmark here

Of course, it was about that. Overnight Vorelando had become one of the hottest properties in vore for all the wrong reasons. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever be able to live it down.Bookmark here

“You really have to come all this way just to shame me?”Bookmark here

“Your mother sent me, she’s worried, we’re all worried.”Bookmark here

“What is there to be worried about, am I not allowed to have a preference or two?”Bookmark here

Cayenne looked at him sternly.Bookmark here

“Preferences are all well and good Vorelando but you have to see that what you did wasn’t normal.”Bookmark here

“What’s normal in this world? Who decides that? I eat people as an occupation, what’s wrong with liking some clean feet?”Bookmark here

“It’s not about you liking them, it’s the sheer passion with which you described your preference… it seems unhealthy…”Bookmark here

“I’m sorry, but they were asking me to explain my passion for vore. I heard the shit the big name recruits said. You merely adopted the vore. I was born in it, moulded by it. I heard Vorealis say that just yesterday, how is that more acceptable than what I said?”Bookmark here

“It’s a vore based economy Vorelando, that’s just the way it is.”Bookmark here

Vorelando’s fury grew. He knew that the world revolved around vore, he hated that fact. And he wasn’t about to have his sense of self be replaced by it, to be trampled by what was acceptable. Bookmark here

“It should be a foot based economy.”Bookmark here

Everyone in the café turned around and stared at him.Bookmark here

Vorelando please! Not so loud!”Bookmark here

“No, fuck that. I ain’t shutting up for nobody! You’ve all got feet, fucking hide them if you’re so embarrassed.”Bookmark here

A few of the patrons of the café did hide their feet.Bookmark here

“That’s right motherfuckers, you can’t handle the feet!”Bookmark here

By now Vorelando was up on the table, people were cowering in fear. Below him, Cayenne Peppers was crying.Bookmark here

“Vorelando stop! This isn’t who you are!”Bookmark here

Vorelando stared down at her with a crazed look in his eyes. She had only see this once before, when he had defeated Clark Eaton. It had scared her then and it scared her now.Bookmark here

“I belong to the feet Cayenne, it’s a perfectly legitimate fetish.”Bookmark here

“Vorelando please, stop trying to justify this foot fetish thing and admit you need help!”Bookmark here

A silence hung over the café, everyone held their breath. They sensed that Cayenne Peppers had just made a massive mistake.Bookmark here

Vorelando landed with an almighty thud as he leapt off the table. At the same time, Cayenne jumped out of her seat and Vorelando backed her up against the wall.Bookmark here

“Who are you talking to right now? Who is it you think you see? Do you know how much foot fetish art I commission in a year? I mean, even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it. Do you know what would happen if I suddenly decided to stop commissioning those artists? An industry big enough that it dwarfs the GDP of several developed nations goes belly up. Disappears! It ceases to exist, without me. No, you clearly don't know who you're talking to, so let me clue you in. I don’t need help, Cayenne. I am the help! I will change this God voresaken world with the power of feet!”Bookmark here

Cayenne, stood in a moment of shock. She felt Vorelando’s rage hitting her skin. In another of moment of madness, she slapped him across the face.Bookmark here

He vored her whole in response, instinctively. Everyone in the café started crying, calling their loved ones on their phone.Bookmark here

Vorelando looked around and saw the mess that Cayenne had gotten him into. He was pissed. Bookmark here

He took some coins out of his pocket and slammed them down on the table.Bookmark here

“Keep the change!”Bookmark here

With that remark, Vorelando slowly exited the café, leaving another PR disaster in his wake.Bookmark here

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