'CLAIRE, YOU CAN BE MY STINKY SOCK FOR THE DAY.' Cathy says with a smile. 'TOM, THAT LEAVES YOU TO BE AUNTY ANNS INSOLE.'
You then look up to Ann's face, a huge smile is spread across her face as she eyes you hungrily.
'OH GOODIE, I GET TO BREAK LITTLE TOM IN!' She laughs. 'AND I'M SORRY TO SAY, BUT I DON'T THINK YOUR FIRST TIME IS GOING TO BE GENTLE.'
You swallow hard, frightened about what is to come. You don't want to be an insole for your aunty do you? With her giant, smelly foot walking on you all day long. Nothing but footwear to the giant, mature woman. It looks like you didn't have choice.
'WELL THEN, TIME TO CHANGE.' Cathy said and looked down to both of you. 'KEEP AN EYE ON THEM WILL YOU ANN?' She says.
'NO PROBLEM.' Ann replies as Cathy leaves the room. Ann again looks down at you.
'I GUESS TODAY IS GOING TO BE A FUN DAY.' She tells you. 'NOT FOR YOU TWO THOUGH. I'M SURE ITS GOING TO BE PRETTY ROUGH BEING YOUR MOMS STINKY SOCK CLAIRE. AND TOM, HOW DOES IT FEEL KNOWING THAT IN A FEW MOMENTS YOU WILL BE NOTHING BUT AN INSOLE FOR MY BIG FEET.' She laughed at this, enjoying her teasing. 'LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE THOUGH HONEY, AT LEAST ITS JUST FOR A DAY. A LOT OF PEOPLE YOUR AGE ARE INSOLES FOR ME PERMANENTLY.'
Cathy soon returns holding a pair of white socks, the soles fo which look dirty.
'ARE YOU READY CLAIRE?' She asked. Claire began to scream for mercy but Cathy merely laughed and dnagled one of the socks above her, lowering the tow section down. Claire continued to scream, falling to her back, as the sock lowered. Its scent became stronger the closer it got and you ran from it, not wanting to be smothered, leaving Claire trapped as the thick cotton fabric landed on her. Cathy continued her cackling as you watched: Claires body began to melt into the sock! She almost liquified and ran from her tiny robe and slippers, her form running into the strands of the sock until you could no longer see her. Cathy then lifted the sock to her face, still giggling.
'FEEL NICE HONEY?' She asked her sock daughter.
'I BET IT WILL FEEL NICE FOR YUO WHEN SHE'S WRAPPED AROUND YOU FOOT.' Ann laughed.
'YEAH. SHE'S PART OF THE INSIDE NOW, RIGHT WERE MY SOLE AND TOES WILL BE.' Cathy explained. 'SHE CAN STILL SMELL AND SEE AND I'M SURE SHE'LL BE A GOOD LITTLE SOCK GIRL AND SOAK UP ANY FOOTSWEAT FOR ME.'
'LIKE SHE HAS ANY CHOICE.' Ann added. Cathy laughed and sat down, slipping off her slippers and exposing hre massive, pretty feet. Even though they were so far away from you you couldn't help but to be intimdated by the tanned, well formed foot with strong toes and pink painted nails. She slipped the 'normal' sock on first before bringing her foot up to the sock Claire now inhabited.
'KEEP MY FOOT COMFY FOR ME SWEETIE.' She tittered before slidding her foot in, wiggling her toes the whole time. You had no idea what it was like for Claire, to be a sock for her mother. But you knew you were about to feel something similar. Cathy got to her feet and walked over to you - both of the giant ladies looking down with a smile.
'READY TO BE AN INSOLE?' Cathy asked.
'SURE HE IS.' Ann said. 'I BET HE CAN'T WAIT.'
'WELL, HERE WE GO.'
'Please, don't! I haven't done anything wrong!' You scream, desperate for them to reconsider. You don't realize it at first but you are crying, begging, pleading. 'Please!!!!'
'AWWW, LOOKS LIKE HE'S FRIGHTENED.' Ann cooes.
Cathy responds.
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