After some consideration you decide there isn't much you could do for Claire anyway. You can't even move - the giant foot that ha syou pinned down has made any movements impossible. You are stuck fast beneath the masses of your Aunts foot flesh. Besides, you reason, Claire was never nice to you, so let her suffer. But the biggest reason, you realize, is that you are really enjoying being stuck like this. Enjoying it more than you thought possible.
The feel of the impossibly huge sole that traps you, the firm yet soft sole, the aroma of her foot, the feeling of utter helplessness. You willingly lie there and take it all. Not that you had a choice. Claires sobs continue, but you pay them no mind.
Then, you feel her foot shift slightly, and press down. The air is forced from your lungs and you panic. Ann's foot then begins to grind on you a little, not nearly enough to squish you, but its is firm none the less. You forced deeper into the aromatic flesh of her sole and you realize that she is using you and your tiny step sister to massage her soles. You feel the panic dissapate as you realize just how much you enjoyed being used in this way as well. her foot continuously grinds into your tiny body, pushing you deep into her sole, smothering you completely into it. Every breath you manage to take is dominated by the scent of her foot. You realize that her her feet aren't really that sweaty, its just at your size and location everyhing is magnified for you. And you love it. You become lost as this giant, playfull, woman smothers you carelessly beneath her collosal, powerful foot. You never want it to end. But, unfortunately, after about half an hour, it does. to your despare you feel the foot leave your body. To your side Claire looks worn out and is still crying. Ann and Cathy look down on your tiny forms, Ann is wearng a huge, satisfied smile. Carla has evidently left.
'WELL, AREN'T YOU GOING TO THANK ME FOR NOT SHOWING YOU TO MY DAUGHTER.' Ann says, snickering. All you can think is how you want her foot back ontop of you. 'ALTHOUGH I SHOULD THANK YOU TWO FOR MAKING MY FOOT FEEL ALL RELAXED. THEY'RE GREAT LITTLE FOOT MASSAGERS CATH.'
'I DON'T THINK CLAIRE ENJOYS BEING YOUR FOOT RUBBER THOUGH DEAR, SHE'S CRYING HER EYES OUT.' Cathy chuckles.
'AWW, POOR THING. I DIDN'T REALIZE MY FOOT WAS TOO MUCH FOR YOU. TOM DOESN'T SEEM TO MIND THOUGH, HE HASN'T MADE A PEEP.'
'TOMS A GOOD BOY.' Cathy adds. 'HE DOES AS HE'S TOLD.'
'IS THAT RIGHT TOM?' Ann asks with a smile. 'WAS THAT IT, OR DID YOU LIKE BEING UNDER MY BIG FOOT?' She then hovers a her big toes, huge to you, over your body and pats you quickly with it, causing your body to lock suddenly. She giggles.
'STOP BEING MEAN.' Cahty says with a giggle. 'I GUESS I SHOULD GROW THEM BACK NOW.'
Your heart skips a beat, that wasn't what you wanted to hear at all. you were enjoying what Ann was doing to you. As crazy and confusing as it was you wanted more. Then your rational side pipes up - maybe you need to grow back, get some distance from what just happened. You don't really want to be a foot toy.
'READY TO BE BIG AGAIN?' Cathy asks.
You yell up!
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