"Why don't you kiss them?"
Ashley giggled. She always loved being kissed by mom and dad, and on occasion, you had also kissed her forehead whenever she'd achieved anything notable. However, despite your burning desire to do so, you hadn't yet kissed her feet. Unaware to you, after some of the times you'd teasingly tickled her feet just to touch them, she'd always kinda wanted you to.
Now, at this tiny size, the fact she was literally instructing you to do so was...incredibly exciting.
You took in a breath, your heart racing. Simply being here, shrunken down as your little sister pressed down on you with her bare feet, was more than enough to please you. The idea of kissing them, pressing your lips against her foot skin, sent your fetish ridden mind into a frenzy.
"S-Sure..." You whispered.
Leaning forward, you smothered your face against the nine-year-old's young yet gigantic feet. Then, softly pushing your lips forward, you kissed them.
The immediate realisation was the taste upon your tongue. Ashley's feet were salty yet mixed with a vague cheesy tang. The sweat, despite being only being a thin layer, felt like a wave upon your face at your miniscule size. Aa well as that, at this height, both the smell and the taste were heightened tenfold. Needless to say, it was disgusting...
...and also, absolutely perfect.
You let loose a shaky sigh. You repeated the kiss, this time trying to press your lips as deep as they could possibly sink into the child's beautifully soft foot skin. She grinned, wiggling her toes as she felt a small tickle where your mouth met her sole.
"That feels nice..." Ashley mumbled, as she rolled her shoulders. "Keep going."
It wasn't like she needed to ask. This time, as you kissed, you parted your lips and allowed your tongue to peak out and get a more thorough taste of her foot. A vinegary taste registered upon it, as the dampness of her foot sweat overpowered the dampness of your own tongue. The immense sensation in your downstairs department only got more intense.
"Ashley..."
You didn't have anything to say. For some reason, you just simply had to say the young girl's name out loud as you fully licked her foot, letting your lips and tongue glide across her sole at a measured pace. The taste was...mesmerising. Both vile yet absolutely irresistible.
"Little bro..."
As you engrossed yourself in this fantasy come to life, the child reached forward and picked you up, tragically removing you from the vicinity of her amazing colossal bare feet. You blinked, your heart still thumping at a million miles per hour.
"Why d'ya like my feet so much?"
You were still somewhat dazed, preventing you from responding for a few seconds. All you could really do was lovingly gaze into her pristine little eyes as if they were the foot skin you'd just become so unbelievably engrossed in. Shaking your head free of such a trance, you eventually regained the ability to respond.
"A-Ashley, I..." You breathed in, trying to contain yourself. "I always dreamed of being shrunken like this. Your little body, it's just...it's always made me feel so weird. I just wanna..."
You fell into a silence. You looked her gigantic form up and down, focusing heavily on the bare feet you desperately wanted to get back to kissing.
"I just wanna be your slave."
"Slave!?" Ashley shouted. You didn't reply, rather you simply gazed directly into her eyes to present how serious you were. The girl eventually grinned even more, this revelation exciting her as much as it had excited you. "O-okay...a slave. That sounds like fun!"
Ashley stood up, your tiny form firmly in her grasp.
"I know what we can do!" She announced...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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