This choice: Kazehana notices one of her insoles is missing....Minato can help! • Go Back...Chapter #3Kazehana notices one of her insoles is missing.... by: RedRageRamen   The intoxication of the titanic beauty standing over Minato made her easily distracted and thus his pleas fell on deaf ears.
Kazehana noticed an irritating feeling coming from one of her feet, and all of her brain power immediately shifted to determine the cause and how to fix it. She wiggled her foot around inside her shoe until she found it.
"Aha!" Kazehana brightened immediately when she figured out the problem: one of her insoles was missing and walking around without it was making her foot ache. Her excitement faded quickly once she remembered that she didn't have a replacement. She pouted for a moment until a solution came to her.
"Hey, Mina-toe," she asked, giggling at the pet name she had assigned him. "Since I'm your sekirei, you're duty-bound to help me if I'm ever in distress, right?" she asked in a sly and sultry tone.
Caught completely off guard by the sudden question, Minato took the bait. "Um, yeah I suppose I am."
"Wonderful!" Kazehana exclaimed with a bounce and a clap of her hands. This motion caused Kazehana's ample breasts to jiggle in a fashion that Minato couldn't help but be mesmerized by.
"What do you need?" he asked absentmindedly.
"Well," Kazehana explained, "one of my insoles is missing and I need you to replace it."
"Sure," Minato replied, still transfixed by her jiggling chest," I'll make sure to put it on the list for the next time we go shopping."
"Oh but that would take forever. I can't wait that long. I need you to replace it." Kazehana lifted a foot and gently kicked off her heel.
Minato still wasn't catching on, and the thunderous crash of the heel landing next to him was far too jarring to not distract him further. Before he knew it, he was face to toe with the colossal foot of his most mature and alluring sekirei. Kazehana wiggled her toes in Minato's direction, sending the sweet scent that radiated from her feet washing over him. Minato couldn't help but be surprised by the pleasant aroma. Though he supposed he hadn't spent much time sniffing the feet of his sekirei, he would never have expected anyone's toes to smell so intoxicating. He took a step forward, hypnotized by the slightly sweaty toes that continued to wiggle at him invitingly.
"You've been steadily showing me the strong kind of man you are ever since we kissed," the wind commanding goddess went on. "I'm sure the weight of a little thing like me will be easy to support," she giggled playfully.
Minato was right up next to Kazehana's toes now, still oblivious her plan. At least until the massive toes reached out and grabbed him, catching him in a soft and fragrant embrace.
"Since you'll be moving into a new space here in Maison Izumo, I think you should get to know your new roommates," Kazehana teased, relishing the sight of her minuscule ashikabi's head poking out from between her big and second toes. "I'm sure you'll be developing a very close relationship soon," she teased, as she slowly lifted her foot, along with her captured ashikabi, off the ground.
Minato was very confused. The grip that held him firm wasn't uncomfortable, but he still had no idea what was going on. He started to catch on to his giant sekirei's intentions when he realized he was hovering over the open top of her discarded shoe, but her toes suddenly released him before he could protest. The fall was a short one. He landed on the soft, moist sole of the heel and tumbled down into the toe section out of sight. Dazed and dizzy, Minato didn't quite register when the light entering the shoe disappeared. He looked up and was horrified to see the interior of the shoe being filled with Kazehana's aromatic foot, her toes wiggling with anticipation as they slowly approached.
"Kazehana wait!" was all he could scream before the humongous sole overtook him.
The muffled cry was inaudible to Kazehana as she giggled high above her imprisoned ashikabi. She slid her foot all the way into her heel, the futile struggles of her ashikabi sending waves of pleasure through her as he unintentionally massaged away the ache she intended him to relieve. Thoughtfully she gyrated her foot around the tight enclosure of her shoe, dragging Minato across the sole until she felt he was in the perfect position to replace her missing insole. Then, with a light stomp, the wind goddess set her new insole into place. A smile of contentment crept across her face as she relished the sensations of pleasure and power that rushed through her, knowing the man she lusted after was helpless underneath her dainty foot.
Minato could barely move. His entire existence had become a sandwich between two varieties of moist sole. He was coated in aromatic sweat. It was soaking into his clothes, and he felt like it would only be a matter of time before he would smell like Kazehana's feet forever. Which wouldn't be the worst thing ever, he thought to himself. All things considered, his predicament was somehow pleasant. He felt no pain, and he was far from dead as he might of expected to be after getting stepped on like this. The mountain of sweet foot flesh currently dominating him was soft, somehow comfortable to be pressed against, and gave off a calming warmth. He'd never considered himself to be into feet, but considering how lovely Kazehana's were, especially while they dwarfed him in size, he was warming up to the idea. He took a breath, a gulp of humid air making it to his mouth between small wrinkles in the soft sole pressed against his whole body. He found the smell of his captors feet to be intoxicating and overwhelming even when he wasn't breathing through his nose.
He could survive, and even be comfortable here, but he couldn't do much else. What would Kazehana do now?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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