You weren’t sure what was worse, the mental anguish of listening to the love of your life scrolling through all of your perverted and embarrassing secrets, or the physical torture of being battered underneath her unaware feet.
Part of you wanted to slink away unnoticed. But the fear of ending up as an unwitting passenger inside your mega girlfriend’s dank boot pushed that thought away, leading you to struggle and scream for your life. Until finally, her monolithic toes clamped around you, flipped you up into the light, and brought you soaring into the air towards her goddess-like face.
“What the hell is thi- oh my god! You shrunk!!?! You’re seriously just a little shrinkie now??!”
Her huge doe brown eyes were filled with concern as she gently grasped your pathetic form between her fingers and peeled you away from the grasp of the moist toes below.
But then, her eyes flitted over to phone in her other hand, and narrowed as they again focused on you.
“Wait… so you’ve been small for like what… 20 minutes max. And already you’re wallowing around under my feet!!? Damn you really are a little loser that’s obsessed with feet!! Unless…”
Her huge eyes again wandered over to the phone screen below you. Your heart raced and you hesitantly looked down, to find the horrifying video of a sexy woman from your favorite playlist, right in the middle of devouring a screaming and begging tiny whole.
“…so is that what you want little man? For me to EAT you?”
She emphasized the word and her sexy pink tongue slithered out from behind her pearly white teeth to coat her soft lips in saliva.
“We’ll you know I did always say I wished I could just eat you up! I’ll bet it’s nice and warm in there…”
She seductively rubbed her belly and raised you above her huge mouth. Her jaws opened wide beneath you, exposing her dark, salivating cavern.
For an instant, it almost looked inviting. Until the rancid hot morning breath washed over you, reminding you of the horrors that awaited within.
Fight or flight kicked in and you began struggling for your life against her titanic vice grip. Desperate to avoid becoming her miserable breakfast.
“HAHAHA!! I’m just kidding little guy, geeze! Relax!! I would never eat you!”
She again set you down on the soft floor mat below, and began slowly scrunching her silver painted toes towards you.
“Everyone has a fetish! And yours just happens to be convenient for me! Now come on and enjoy! Look, it’s your favorite! Feet!!”
Hesitantly, you stood up on the sponges mat. You were still a little shaken up from your previous encounter with her salivating mouth… but you had to admit, her soft warm soles did look appealing, and you couldn’t help get excited about the prospect of her allowing you to spend a lot of time under them from now on.
You took a single step forward, then you couldn’t help yourself anymore as you dashed towards her inviting feet and stuffer your face into her soft fragrant skin.
“Hehe that tickles!!”
Your world suddenly shifted as her upturned soles pressed you down into the floor, moulding around your form. You continued to lick at her soles, trying not to think about the fact that it was getting somewhat difficult to breathe.
Suddenly the pressure skyrocketed as she stood up, forcing all the air from your lungs. A second later the pressure released and light reentered your eyes as she lifter her foot. Unfortunately, you were firmly stuck to it.
Craning your neck, you saw the sponges surface of her white Nike slide swiftly approaching. Darkness again overtook you and the pressure increased again as she slid her foot inside and the foot skin again mounded around you. Luckily the sponges surface of the slide somewhat reduced the pressure on your tiny body. Unfortunately the tight fit made it almost impossible to breathe.
You were only able to get small spurts of air when she lifter her foot again to take a step. But this was swiftly followed by another painful and loud stomp into the ground.
This repeated a few times until she finally took her shoe after again and turned her sole up towards the sky, peeling you off and dangling you above the shoe rack filled with her boots, converse, runners, heels, and flats.
“I gotta get dressed for work little foot toy. But don’t worry I’ll leave you somewhere cozy until I m ready to leave.”
With that she began lowering you into her ankle-high leather boot that she’d worn all week. It didn’t normally smell that bad, but something about this size caused all of the built up aroma to assault your senses, firmly drilling into your mind the unavoidable fact that you did NOT want to go in there.
Unfortunately, your struggles went unnoticed as she released her grip, sending you tumbling down the arched heel within the boot into the dark, tight and smelly toe section.
You tired desperately to climb back up to the heel and beg for release, but your attempts were useless and you only slid back down into the toe section again and again.
What little light you had inside the dark smelly boot quickly disappeared when she stuffed her old worn sock into the boot, sealing you within its confines.
“You must be in heaven little foot boy! I wear these shoes so often, they must smell just like my feet! Enjoy your new home! I’ll be back in a few minutes!”
The sound of booming receding footsteps left you all alone in the dark confines of your girlfriend’s boot.
Time ticked by slowly as you struggled to breathe within the cramped toe section. Finally, light crept back into the musky boot, and you were met with the sudden sight of silver-painted digits coming right for you!
With a sudden start, you realized that it was her…
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