Ice Love Collector

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Twenty-one-year-old Caroline was exhausted, both physically and mentally. She had never imagined that the small loans she took out during her college years would
accumulate to such a staggering sum.

Her father's business was struggling on the verge of bankruptcy, leaving her family helpless.

To make matters worse, she had recently lost her clerical job, cutting off

her only source of income. The relentless collection notices had become a constant source of anxiety.

How could she possibly obtain a large sum of cash in a short period of time? In desperation, Caroline even considered prostitution.

Soon after, she ran into her college friend, Isabel, and confided her troubles.

"Hmm... I happen to know a way to get 50,000 dollars quickly, trust me,"
Isabel said.

"That's definitely not something legal," Caroline thought, picturing herself being caught prostituting herself.

"No, to be honest, it's perfectly legal."

"Forget it, who knows what you're thinking, you little devil. I don't want to steal money,
and I don't want to hurt anyone."

"No, it's definitely not illegal. You don't need to hurt anyone. Look, I safely
got my 50,000 yuan, just by selling some things."

"You sold what for 50,000? Jewelry?"

"No, not jewelry."

"Then what else could you have worth 50,000?"

"I sold my feet."

"Feet?? What?? Aren't your feet still on you?"

"No, these aren't the ones my mother gave me."

"You mean…"

"Fine, look how dense you are. I'll tell you the whole story: Six months ago, I was also heavily in debt,
just like you are now. When I was almost desperate enough to commit suicide, I received an invitation from Mr. Leo. He claimed to be the owner of
a biotechnology company, and the terms he offered were irresistible."

"What invitation?"

"Fifty thousand dollars for my foot. He said his company has successfully developed a new type of artificial prosthesis, almost
indistinguishable from a real limb, and can even directly replace my original foot."

"But what does this bastard want your foot for?"

"He said he's passionate about collecting girls' feet, like other people collect stamps. Oh,
maybe there's one difference, he only collects one foot from each girl."

"And the other one?"

"To eat, of course."

"You mean... he's a cannibal?!"

"Yes, a rich and powerful cannibal. Look, the prosthesis he fitted for me is perfect,
isn't it?" Isabel's eyes almost sparkled; it was clear she was captivated by the cannibal
.

Saying this, she kicked off her shoes, propped her feet up on Caroline's lap, and swung them from side to side, her five
cute toes constantly flexing and extending.

"You're kidding... right?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" Isabel puffed out her snow-white cheeks!

"I'll send you Mr. Leo's phone number later. It's up to you whether you sell it or not."

"Okay." Caroline stared at her best friend's petite figure as she stormed off, still finding it hard to believe.

It all sounded too fantastical, full of fantasy and madness.

A few days later, just as Caroline was about to forget their conversation, she read a news article about a
biotechnology company: "Biotechnology company is about to release a brand new prosthetic limb..."

Caroline felt a tremor run through her; this company seemed real.

Still operating at a financial deficit, Caroline carefully considered her options before pulling out Leo's phone and dialing.

"Hello, I'm Caroline Miller."

"Hello, this is Leo."

"I heard you're interested in feet."

"Yes, I collect them. Are you looking to sell me your feet?"

"Um...yes."

"Okay, do you have my address?" "

Yes, my friend Isabel gave it to me." "

Okay, see you tomorrow at 11 o'clock."

"Sure..."

Caroline's feelings were complicated: half fear—did this man really eat girls' feet? The
other half was excitement.

She met Leo the next day at the biotechnology company; he was a tall, handsome middle-aged man.

He greeted her warmly.

"Um...Mr. Leo, you really collect feet?" Caroline still found it hard to believe.

"Of course. Would you like to see my collection?"

"My pleasure."

Caroline followed him to the exhibition room.

The exhibition room contained neatly arranged glass cases.

Through the glass, one could see the plump and slender feet of young girls under warm lighting.

Most of them were pale from blood loss, which only accentuated their delicate and pitiful appearance.

Caroline abandoned the owner of the exhibition hall and walked along the display cases, her mouth agape, her eyes filled with disbelief.

These wonders of creation were arranged in groups in the glass cases, some still
bearing the nail polish or jewelry left by their former owners.

Suddenly, she stopped. Before her was a plaque bearing the inscription "Isabel, 20."

Above the plaque was displayed her friend's delicate feet.

Caroline leaned down, pressing her face tightly against the display case, scrutinizing them so closely that her nose distorted comically.

Isabel's feet were small, only a size 34 or 35, resembling small, smooth
pieces .

The girl's five smooth toenails were meticulously manicured into crescent shapes, and her slender, delicate toes were slightly
curved, making one want to suck on them.

The lines of her instep were smooth and soft, her delicate skin almost translucent.

Her feet were carefully placed on transparent supports, further emphasizing her high arch.

The entire foot was a pure, milky white, without a single blemish, like a sculpture of ice and jade.

"Ahem." A polite cough came from behind. Caroline realized her lapse and quickly straightened up,
her long, golden hair whipping behind her.

"I've already collected 199 feet. Yours will be my 200th."

"Mr. Leo, do you really eat girls' feet?"

"Yes, the other halves of the beauties in the display cases."

"Will mine be eaten too?"

"Yes, I want to eat your left foot; it looks delicious."

"Will you pay fifty thousand in cash?"

"Yes, fifty thousand. Deal?"

"But… could you show me the prosthetic limb first?"

"Sure, please follow me."

Caroline followed Leo to another room, where various prosthetic feet were displayed.

Visually, it was just as impressive as the previous showroom.

"These are our prosthetic feet. Officially, we're preparing to release prosthetic fingers, but actually,
the development of prosthetic arms is complete—absolutely safe and perfectly effective."

"Then… will it hurt when you cut off my foot?"

"Of course not, in fact, you won't feel anything."

"Okay, deal." "

Alright, please follow me."

Caroline followed Leo into another room.

"I'll remove your foot here and eat it later."

"Okay, Mr. Leo."

Leo gestured for Caroline to go to the table.

"Please take off your shoes and put your foot here."

Caroline did as instructed, and someone injected something into her ankle with a syringe, after which she could
no longer her foot.

"This is a pain reliever; you won't feel anything from now on."

A machine then began cutting her left ankle with a circular saw-like object.

"Wow! It's cutting off my foot!"

"Yes, this saw was designed for this purpose."

Caroline's left foot finally fell into the basket, and the saw began cutting her right foot.

Simultaneously, the machine began bandaging her left foot.

"I can't feel anything!"

The machine finished cutting her right foot; only a small amount of blood seeped from the cut on Caroline's calf.

Leo called for an employee, who returned shortly with prosthetics and a doctor.

Leo smiled and told them to begin.

Caroline watched as the doctor attached the two prosthetics to her calves; the doctor's technique was skillful, clearly indicating he had performed this procedure
many times before .

At this point, Leo called a waiter to take her left foot to prepare lunch, and her right foot to be processed for storage.

Two hours later, both feet were successfully connected.

"Caroline, please try on your new feet," Leo said.

"Wow, this feels exactly like I did! It's amazing!"

"Yes, coming here will surely bring about a medical revolution. We don't just produce feet, we also produce artificial hands, arms, and
legs. Then, 'disability' will be gone from humanity forever! Now, Caroline, please stand up."

"You might experience slight pain for the next few days, but it will be fine soon. If anything serious happens, be sure
to call us. Here's your 50,000 yuan in cash."

"Thank you, Mr. Leo. But I have one more request."

"Please do my best."

"Can I watch you eat my feet?"

"If you wish, you can."

Caroline followed Leo to the dining room. After they each sat down, a waiter came in carrying a tray.

"Hmm, smells very nice," Leo sniffed and praised.

The silver tray was carefully placed in the center of the table by the waiter.

The moment the lid of the tray was lifted, a wisp of steam carrying the fragrance of a young girl's tender feet billowed out. The steam
gradually dissipated, revealing the ripe, youthful feet beneath.

Her delicate feet were laid bare, soles down, just as the girl had used them to run and stand for the past twenty years.

Once upon a time, countless classmates would stare at her sneakers, speculating about the little cutie inside.

Now, they were exposed to the air so honestly and helplessly, peacefully releasing their own fleshy
aroma.

Caroline once again shamelessly sprawled on the table, carefully examining this
little creature that had been with her for twenty years from a completely new perspective.

The girl's feet were as slender and long as she was, with glistening droplets clinging to the tops—whether
from natural oils or condensed water, it was hard to tell.

Her five slender toes were slightly curved, resting limply on the edge of the plate, appearing fragile and adorable.

The proteins in her skin had denatured due to the high temperature, becoming translucent and taking on a sickly pinkish-gray hue.

Through the skin, one could even vaguely see the slightly bluish-black blood vessels and the pale white bones beneath.

Her nostrils twitched, filled with the rich aroma of meat, a stark contrast to the girlish fragrance
and slight sweat of just hours before.

Yet, the change in color and scent couldn't conceal the delicate beauty of her feet; the entire foot appeared exceptionally ethereal in the rising
steam .

Her gaze moved upwards to her ankle, where all beauty abruptly ended. The cross-section clearly revealed the white
tendons, the arteries between the bones, and a thin ring of pale yellow fat.

The girl couldn't resist the urge to poke the smooth skin of her instep, but realizing her mistake, she awkwardly withdrew
her hand.

Seeing Caroline return to her seat, Leo picked up his knife and fork, cut off a toe, and placed it
on the girl's plate.

He then cut off another and slowly chewed on it himself.

"Enjoy your meal, Caroline," he said.

Caroline picked up her toe and began to savor her own flesh.

She chewed slowly, tasting her own flesh.

The small toe slid in her mouth, planting the girl's meaty aroma on every taste bud.

When the juices on the skin had evaporated, Caroline used her tongue to guide it to her incisors and carefully bit off the first
knuckle.

The tendons between the toe knuckles, normally quite tough, had become tender under the chef's careful cooking.

Caroline didn't linger on the broth overflowing from the new cut, but immediately chewed the rest of
the tender meat with her molars.

Instantly, the taste of gelatin and muscle, mixed with a faint, youthful fragrance, filled her mouth.

Caroline's taste buds seemed to have been hit by a massive explosion, and they began to tremble collectively.

"This is delicious... I mean, I'm delicious."

About thirty minutes later, only a pile of bones remained on the slender girl's foot.

Caroline was thrilled; she liked what Leo was doing, and of course, she liked the fifty thousand dollars in the bag even more.

The next day, Leo stood in front of the display case, examining the number 200 of the collection.

"This is the most beautiful piece in my collection so far... Thank you, Caroline."

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