Mary felt that annoying little itch in her left heel again, she frowned not wanting to have to take her shoes off in the middle of the party so she pressed her foot down hard in her heel again, grinding her foot against the rubbery insole. Your efforts to get her attention were cut off instantly as the pressure intensified down on you. You really didn't want to spend all the party underfoot but Mary was proving difficult to contact like this.
Suddenly Mary's attention to her foot was distracted when a blonde girl in a blue dress walked over "hi there, are you Mary?" She asked taking a sip of her soda. Mary blinked and smiled nodding "yeah that's me. You must be Isabella?" The girl nodded "uh huh. I'm new in town. I'm glad you mum brought you, all the other moms brought boys. They are so immature" she sighed. Mary glanced over at Gary having a shoving contest with another kid, she chuckled "heh yeah most boys are. Not my Jackie though, he is the sweetest!"
Isabella sat down next to Mary with a grin "ooh who's Jackie? Is he your boy friend? Is he tall? Muscular?" She asked making Mary giggle "hehe no actually he is smaller than me. He's a little cutie. I met him years ago at the water park" she blushed a bit "I kinda, sat on him..." Isabella tilted her head in confusion "you mean on his lap?" Mary squirmed, too distracted by her conversation to notice the return of your struggling little itch underfoot. "No...I mean ON him. He has this rare genetic disorder, he is super squishy. He's only three feet tall and well I landed on him coming out the water slide, next thing I knew about him I was peeling this weird gummy stuff off my swimsuit and it had a face. The rest is history" she said blushing bright red as Isabella snorted with laughter "ok you have got to be kidding me. A gummy boy? That's unbelievable." Mary giggled "gods honest truth. But he is the sweetest, kindest guy I've ever known. I love him" even underfoot you smiled mentally hearing her proclaim her love for you.
Isabella wiped a year of laughter from her eye at the mental image of a guy helplessly squashed flat under Mary's butt. "So you have a squishy boyfriend. Must be easy to keep him under control huh" she teased imagining all the ways she could play with such a person. "You should bring him over sometime, I'd love to meet him" she said eagerly. Mary and Isabella chatted away getting to know each other, walking back and forth from the buffet table and even ganging up on any boy they caught alone, giving the poor lad a make over with Isabella's make up kit. They had a lot of fun. You had given up trying to get her attention when she stood up after an hour of ignoring the foot itch.
Finally however the party came to an end, with Mary and Isabella making plans to meet up at Mary's tomorrow for a girls day out and to show Isabella around.
The entire car ride home you tried to get Mary's attention but she was too busy thinking about her new friend to pay Much attention to a tiny itch. Getting home she kicked off her heels, finally freeing you from the all contained smell that had grown in the show over the course of the party.
Mary unzipped her dress and stuffed it in the clothing hamper and grabbed her heels, carrying them over to her closet. She placed you and the other heel down and went to close the door to her closet. You squirmed in your insole shape for all its worth in one desperate attempt to get noticed before you ended up stuffed away in her closet for god knows how long...
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