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Shrunk among cocky jocks, skater boys, punks, geeks & teachers. Who's going to find you?

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Chapter #9

Jimmy's foot rub

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Jimmy stretches his legs out, resting one foot on top of the other, and happily watches as you get to work rubbing your hands all over his firm, pale brown soles and pushing all your weight against them to massage the huge muscles. He lets his head loll back on his shoulders, his eyes shut. "Mmmmmm, that's goood.." he groans. "I'm gonna get one of these every day."

You feel defeat sink into your stomach and try not to cry. He lifts his head, blinking. "Hey, lick them now. All over." Every fibre of your being urges you to fight back, but you've been too well trained against disobedience. You stretch your wide tongue out, dragging it all over the giant sole, over the heel, up the curve of the arch, over the broad pad at the top, your tongue gathering the never-weakening, savoury/bitter taste with every long wipe. You repeat this on the other foot, feeling like your taste buds are being raped, gagging a little every now and then (unbeknownst to you, a slight, cruel smile appears on Jim's thin lips every time he feels your hot little gagging breaths fall against his skin).

Then the giant teen plucks you into the air, curling his fingers around your waist and tells you to keep your tongue poked out. "You didn't think I'd forget between my toes, did you?" he beams, cheerfully. Tears wet your eyes, and you bow your head.

He shoves your head between each of his toes, making sure you gobble up every last mouthful of sour tasting toe-jam. fFinally he sets you down on the floor, your stomach jumping, and pats you heavily on the head. "Good boooy" he pouts his lips as he speaks as if he were talking to a dog "Don't you just 'love' getting to be my pet??" Out of pure fear, you nod quickly, forcing a broken smile. "Now," he touches his fingertips together ponderously, "Next order of business..."

You have the following choices:

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1. "I might take a nap - With you inside my pants!"

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2. "I might take a nap - With you in my sock."

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