Chapter #5Under a dirty foot by: chaos   Terror fills you as you stare up at the titanic eight-year-old girl. You’ve never seen anything as big and scary as this child in your whole life. Her smile glistens above you and her eyes dance with excitement. Ashley has been waiting a long time to get back at you for all the crap you’ve pulled. Now that your as small as one of the bugs she likes to catch, hundreds of different twisted ideas go through her mind. You can see the evil thoughts brewing in her big brown eyes. Willing to take a chance in your giant house, you run in the opposite direction of your sister.
Ashley watches you run for a few second, then lifts up her giant, dirty foot and takes one huge step. Her foot crashes a few inches behind you, shaking the ground and sending you falling forward onto the floor. You stare at the ground, breathing hard and scared out of your mind. Turning over to your back, the sight of your sister’s giant sole hanging over you makes you scream in horror. Ashley playfully scrunched her powerful toes above you, delighting in the way your tiny face scrunches up when you scream.
“Lets talk, sis. You’ve been keeping me under foot all my life, maybe you should know how that feels?” Ashley hisses, while anticipating the feel of your little naked body under her foot. You remain frozen, unable to look away from your sister’s huge, dirty soles. The bottom of her foot is nearly completely brown with dirt, but no amount of filth could hide their putrid smell. They were ten feet above your head, but you still gagged at the strong odor. Ashley’s foot smelled like old cheese that had been in the hot sun for hours and dried feminine sweat. The smell got stronger as slowly Ashley began to lower her foot on top of you.
You nearly wet yourself as Ashley’s foot hovers only a few feet over you, dangling dangerously over your whole body. Just as the hope of your sister stopping starts, it’s squashed as Ashley slowly starts pressing her filthy foot down on you. Immediately, you become frantic and disoriented by the strong smell and the incredible pressure on top of you. The smell was so unbelievably intense that you begin to hyperventilate and desperately punch the giant foot. Ashley is careful to apply enough force that your pined, but enough that your also being slowly smothered under her foot. She then begins to grind you softly into the linoleum floor and you start to pass out. The smell becomes too much for you, but before you completely blank out, she rolled her foot back and forced you under her toes.
Now free of the rank sole, you take a breathe, but when you open your mouth it’s filled with a thickly, slimy substance. You retch when you see it’s the glop between your sister’s toes. What you taste is Ashley’s toe jam.
Ashley doesn’t miss this and starts laughing hysterically, putting far too much pressure on you and nearly snapping your tiny rib. She lets up when she sees you turning blue in the face. Your sister looks down at you, grinning at your pea-sized head sticking out from between her toes. She squeezes her toes together, crushing your head in the process. You cry and scream, unable to deal with this humiliation or pain any longer. Ashley pretends to pity you and coos softly, “What’s wrong? You can dish it out, but can’t take it?” You want to scream back that you’ve never done anything this horrible or disgusting to her before, but she scrunches up her toes again and your head is in a vice.
“Man, this is so much fun. Who’d of ever thought that I could have so much fun with you?” Ashley howls, enjoying the tiny naked girl pressing against the bottom of her foot. Feeling bolder, she applies more pressure to hear you squeak yet again. Her foot presses down again, flattening you against the bottom of her foot. All the breath leaves your lungs and you gag violently. More tears well up in your eyes, this time from your burning lungs. You’re passing out again, this time from the ungodly pressure on top of you. A stray thought goes through your mind, dying right now under your sister’s foot might be a good thing because if you survive this, she’s going to just keep on torturing you until you’re dead.
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