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Seb/Sebastian->shynygatr: https://www.deviantart.com/shynygatr
It was a bright and bustling afternoon at a construction yard. Rough and tough construction workers go about their task under the sweltering sun, eager to go for lunch soon.
Among them is a Feraligatr by the name of Sebastian. As a hunk of muscle standing at a neat 190 cm, the Feraligatr struts proudly around the yard, heading to his task. Unlike typical Gatrs, Sebastian possessed the rare ‘shiny’ coloration, making him stand out among everyone. At the moment, Sebastian (or Seb as most call him) is in a grey shirt, soaked in the gatr’s sweat, with a high visibility vest on for safety. Along with that he wears a pair of denim jeans over his thick, sweaty legs, covered in dust and filth from his work as well as his worn out, tan work boots that still dutifully protects his paws.
As he walked over the uneven muddy terrain of the yard and eventually on the dusty concrete of the building in construction, he couldn’t help but remark at how hot the day was, lamenting about how every inch of him was wet with sweat. Thanks to this distraction, Seb accidently walks thru a puddle of some clear liquid on the floor, not that the gatr notices with those big boots wrapped around his feet. Seb simply carried on his merry way.
Typically, Seb would have been using the various heavy machinery strewn around the yard or stomping around carrying heavy loads but today, he has been tasked with welding up a beam that a previous worker had botched. As helpful as ever, Seb didn’t complained and just went about his work, arriving at the spot. The beam can be seen high above him, a ladder already placed for him to get to the spot. “This should be quick,” The gatr simply said as he ascended the ladder and began welding the beam up right, rushing abit so as to not be late for lunch.
However, in his haste, Seb had failed to notice that with every motion, the ladder beneath him was slowly sliding out from under him until eventually, when the gatr moved to get down, the ladder slipped and fell, dropping the pokemon with it.
Seb shouted in horror as he felt gravity began to pull him downwards. Barely in time, Seb grabbed the beam, preventing his plummet and his subsequent injury. Grunting as his arm gets tugged hard from the stop, Seb managed to get his other arm to grab onto the beam and spreading the load over both of his strong, meaty arms.
Looking down, Seb whimpers at how high up he is, able to see the ladder lying flat on the ground. A bell suddenly rings, far down below, signifying lunch has begun and all the workers, having already gathered at the gates, flooded out to get their meals. “Wait! Help!!!” Seb called out in vain as he dangles metres above the ground, but no one hears his plea, focused on their empty stomachs as they leave the site, and poor Seb by himself.
With no help in sight anytime soon, Seb tried various methods to get himself to safety but to no avail, and eventually the gatr simply resorts to waiting for help to come back. “Oh….,” Seb moans, “well at least I’m putting my workouts to good use now…” He says as sweat runs off his body and drip off him onto the floor as the sun shines its rays directly on him, his tail swaying in the wind and his toes splaying and wiggling in his stuffy boots that are filling up with sweat, his feet sticking to his insoles as his toes wiggle his boot toes
Unknown to the bulky Seb however, his bulky, filthy boots had been weakening this whole time, as the unknown substance he stepped in earlier, was actually a puddle of acid, which had been eating away, mainly at the bonding between his boot and boot soles. While the effect had long stopped, the boots, being exposed to the harsh heat from the sunlight as well as consistent rough wear on the incredibly large, clawed feet of Sebastian, is taking its toll on them.
As Sebastian dangles silently, his soles slowly started to peel, the weight of those heavy soles pulling the boot apart as the glue melt and weaken. The corroded stitching simply pulls its way out of the soles as it parts way from the uppers, the soles flop away from Seb's sweaty...and musky feet. With the toes of the boots opened up, the stench trapped in them for so long wafted up to the Gatr’s nose, a fishy, musky and manly scent, notifying Seb that something was amiss. “Wha….aa!!” Seb exclaims as he lifts his right foot to see that about half of his boot’s sole had peeled off, his sweaty soft, bulky toes in full view, exposed to the elements. “How did this happened!!” the gatr exclaims in shock as he watches both boots drip sweat that had been held trapped in them onto the floor, all while his scent increases tenfold in intensity with both of his work boots peeled open. His giant sweaty paws glint in the sunlight as Seb splays his toes slowly, his leather boot uppers move along, floppy and useless as much as the soles that droop towards the ground, deep, smelly, black feet imprints in the insole as the whole boot drools sweat into a puddle far below on the ground.
“Worst. Day. Ever.” Seb says defeated, waiting for rescue, and the inevitable teasing of his co-workers, to arrive.
Hope its ok XP
Seb/Sebastian->shynygatr: https://www.deviantart.com/shynygatr
It was a bright and bustling afternoon at a construction yard. Rough and tough construction workers go about their task under the sweltering sun, eager to go for lunch soon.
Among them is a Feraligatr by the name of Sebastian. As a hunk of muscle standing at a neat 190 cm, the Feraligatr struts proudly around the yard, heading to his task. Unlike typical Gatrs, Sebastian possessed the rare ‘shiny’ coloration, making him stand out among everyone. At the moment, Sebastian (or Seb as most call him) is in a grey shirt, soaked in the gatr’s sweat, with a high visibility vest on for safety. Along with that he wears a pair of denim jeans over his thick, sweaty legs, covered in dust and filth from his work as well as his worn out, tan work boots that still dutifully protects his paws.
As he walked over the uneven muddy terrain of the yard and eventually on the dusty concrete of the building in construction, he couldn’t help but remark at how hot the day was, lamenting about how every inch of him was wet with sweat. Thanks to this distraction, Seb accidently walks thru a puddle of some clear liquid on the floor, not that the gatr notices with those big boots wrapped around his feet. Seb simply carried on his merry way.
Typically, Seb would have been using the various heavy machinery strewn around the yard or stomping around carrying heavy loads but today, he has been tasked with welding up a beam that a previous worker had botched. As helpful as ever, Seb didn’t complained and just went about his work, arriving at the spot. The beam can be seen high above him, a ladder already placed for him to get to the spot. “This should be quick,” The gatr simply said as he ascended the ladder and began welding the beam up right, rushing abit so as to not be late for lunch.
However, in his haste, Seb had failed to notice that with every motion, the ladder beneath him was slowly sliding out from under him until eventually, when the gatr moved to get down, the ladder slipped and fell, dropping the pokemon with it.
Seb shouted in horror as he felt gravity began to pull him downwards. Barely in time, Seb grabbed the beam, preventing his plummet and his subsequent injury. Grunting as his arm gets tugged hard from the stop, Seb managed to get his other arm to grab onto the beam and spreading the load over both of his strong, meaty arms.
Looking down, Seb whimpers at how high up he is, able to see the ladder lying flat on the ground. A bell suddenly rings, far down below, signifying lunch has begun and all the workers, having already gathered at the gates, flooded out to get their meals. “Wait! Help!!!” Seb called out in vain as he dangles metres above the ground, but no one hears his plea, focused on their empty stomachs as they leave the site, and poor Seb by himself.
With no help in sight anytime soon, Seb tried various methods to get himself to safety but to no avail, and eventually the gatr simply resorts to waiting for help to come back. “Oh….,” Seb moans, “well at least I’m putting my workouts to good use now…” He says as sweat runs off his body and drip off him onto the floor as the sun shines its rays directly on him, his tail swaying in the wind and his toes splaying and wiggling in his stuffy boots that are filling up with sweat, his feet sticking to his insoles as his toes wiggle his boot toes
Unknown to the bulky Seb however, his bulky, filthy boots had been weakening this whole time, as the unknown substance he stepped in earlier, was actually a puddle of acid, which had been eating away, mainly at the bonding between his boot and boot soles. While the effect had long stopped, the boots, being exposed to the harsh heat from the sunlight as well as consistent rough wear on the incredibly large, clawed feet of Sebastian, is taking its toll on them.
As Sebastian dangles silently, his soles slowly started to peel, the weight of those heavy soles pulling the boot apart as the glue melt and weaken. The corroded stitching simply pulls its way out of the soles as it parts way from the uppers, the soles flop away from Seb's sweaty...and musky feet. With the toes of the boots opened up, the stench trapped in them for so long wafted up to the Gatr’s nose, a fishy, musky and manly scent, notifying Seb that something was amiss. “Wha….aa!!” Seb exclaims as he lifts his right foot to see that about half of his boot’s sole had peeled off, his sweaty soft, bulky toes in full view, exposed to the elements. “How did this happened!!” the gatr exclaims in shock as he watches both boots drip sweat that had been held trapped in them onto the floor, all while his scent increases tenfold in intensity with both of his work boots peeled open. His giant sweaty paws glint in the sunlight as Seb splays his toes slowly, his leather boot uppers move along, floppy and useless as much as the soles that droop towards the ground, deep, smelly, black feet imprints in the insole as the whole boot drools sweat into a puddle far below on the ground.
“Worst. Day. Ever.” Seb says defeated, waiting for rescue, and the inevitable teasing of his co-workers, to arrive.
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