The weight of Claire's foot made it hard for you to breath but in fear of angering her and facing her wraith afterwards you decided that your best option was to clean her as she suggested, the smell was bad enough but when she stood up and left to go jogging your hell began. Each step she took rubbed, squished and deflated your lungs and you would quickly take a deep breath of the smell of her feet. 'You best be doing a good job do there! I won't be pleased if you haven't!' She yelled, you let out a gulp and started to lick clean her little toe, sweat instantly filled your mouth and made you feel sick but you know that you must soldier on if you want to suffer less, but once you had realised that you wouldn't be able to clean any other toe but the little one. After what felt like too many hours of the day and too much weight on you her foot exits the shoe along with you, next thing you know your tumbling into her hand 'Better have done a good job or else!' she said as she reeled her face back away from you.
'You stink of a good workout!' she chuckled as she chucked you into her trainer.
'My toes are still dirty! minus my little toe? why's this!? got a thing for my little toe aye?' she giggled as she looked down at you in her trainer 'You'll be sleeping in there tonight so get use to the smell! but you'll get to see my little toe again soon' she said still giggling. Once she had gone to bed you decided to...
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