Jessica was tired of being bobbed up and down between Brandy's smelly sole and the flip flop, as she walked home. Even worse was the stinky, salty sweat that forced itself into Jessica's mouth. She also had a front row seat to the little specks of dirt that dotted the glistening sole.
After about an hour, Jessica heard the front door shut, and Brandy walking upstairs. She heard the bedroom door shut. She was then released from Brandy's disgusting flip flop into a messy room.
Brandy's pov:
"Welcome to your final address. You now live ONLY to serve me, although if my friends want to use you, I may consider loaning you out. This is SO great for me! My enemy is finally at my mercy! You'll sleep under my toes! Every morning when I wake, I expect you to be licking the lint from between my toes!" Brandy smiled that same pained smile, like she was concentrating on holding back, and said "c'mon, let's have fun... Well, me, anyway! For you, it'll be a glimpse into how miserable your life's gonna be!" Brandy quickly got undressed, and with Jessica grasped under her foot, crawled into bed.
Jessica's pov:
After a brief reprieve where she could breathe cleaner air as well, she was stuffed under Brandy's monstrous toes again. The smell increased tenfold when the foot went under the covers; the heel pinned Jessica's legs down to the bed. The pressure increased when the toes raised.
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