Hypno-feet

You and your childhood friend, David, are history students at the university. You were assigned to do a project about ancient tribes that are still alive today. You were happy to go on this expedition to write a report!

You came across some strange guy who insisted that you go with him, and who assured you that he was the ancestor of these ancient tribes that you had been looking for for a couple of months. You thought that luck had come to you, and you and David agreed that this guy would take you where you needed to go and provide you with housing. And so, the next morning, this guy, acting stranger and stranger, took you and David to the tribe you were looking for. Wow, it really does exist. After saying this, several people ran out to you and began to greet you and David. They were the inhabitants of this tribe, and they even carried your suitcases with things to your "home". It was a bit too welcoming, but you closed your eyes to it, seeing that David was beside himself with happiness and anticipation of a better grade for the report. You settled in your house, specially reserved for you and David. And now, a meeting with the chief of the tribe awaited you. You took everything you needed for notes, and waited for David. Was he a little late? Why? He was never late anywhere. His face was also unnatural, this smile... it was as if from a hundred ecstasies in a few seconds. And he came without a T-shirt? Very strange, but the chief was already waiting for you.

It was already deep night, and you entered the chief's chamber. Huge, spacious, hung with various fabrics and animal skins, there were also rusty and old blades and household tools left over from the first settlers. It was... breathtaking. The scent of musk, sandalwood, and a hint of fire from the torches hit your nose. Welcome, strangers. What brings you here? You immediately noticed what the chief was sitting on. A huge throne with gold and other valuables visible from it. And you also noticed something else. The chief's penis. You simply looked away from his half-naked body, which was covered by only one miserable piece of fabric. But something in your mind clicked and you felt like you were in a trance, but you still answered the chief's question. I, um, my friend David and I have come to study your tribe and write a report on it. About how you live, the history of your tribe, and so on. The chief just smirked when he heard this. Hoh, sorry to disappoint you, but I can't help you. You stood there in a trance as the chieftain temptingly held out his leg for your gaze to catch. David, serve. Suddenly, David's face contorted, becoming even more of an ecstatic whirlwind, his eyes began to glow purple, and he instantly tore off his clothes, revealing his erect member. "Yes, Master!" David exclaimed, causing your head to turn to him with this exclamation. You couldn't believe your eyes, your friend... no, this perverted copy of your former friend was standing still and awaiting orders, his wet member on display. David walked up to you and led you to the chieftain, your doom. He held your head with his incredibly strong hand right in front of the chieftain's foot. Like what you see, boy? David shoved your face right into the chieftain's foot, and... you became the same as David. You drowned in ecstasy, bliss and pleasure from a banal second thought that you want to serve the chief and his feet. Your tongue fell out of your mouth, and it was right on the chief's foot, licking and plunging you more and more into this ecstasy. Your eyes, like David's, were burning purple and your dick was ready to tear all your clothes. You undressed and continued to lick the chief's foot, drowning in pleasure. At this time, David began to rub his dick against the chief's other foot. That's it, yes, my boys.