Forget that, he wasn't going to be forced to help someone out again. It was spring break, and even though he can't go on vacation like his friends, he could have fun at a neighbors. Despite his small size and his drunken mother, most of the women in the neighborhood loved him. The person whose house he was now headed to, was no different. He was going to visit his neighbor two houses down, Cindy. She was the mother of one of his friends who had went out of town, and someone he enjoyed being around.
Cindy was a single mother of three, her kids being James' friend and a set of nine year old twins girls. Her husband had passed away shortly after the twins were born, leaving her to raise them alone. She stood about 5'8" and weighed around 240 pounds, with chubby belly, large ass, and DD breasts. Cindy was very fit before her husband passed, but has since let herself go. The stress of raising three kids, working, and taking care of her house was overwhelming. It all left her little time to exercise or eat healthy, though James assured her that she still looked great.
James had reached Cindy's house and was almost to the door, when he was spotted by the twins. They waved at him excitedly and he waved back. Knowing that he was probably there to visit their mom, one of the twins ran over and opened the door a crack for him. James thanked the girl and proceeded inside, making his way to the living room. He figured that's probably where Cindy would be. As he made his way across the thick carpet, he could feel Cindy's heavy footsteps nearby. He looked around to try to find her, but he didn't see her anywhere. The footsteps felt like they were almost upon him, when he turned around.
Seemingly from nowhere, the huge bare sole came rushing down toward him. James had no time to dodge as the massive foot slammed onto his miniature body, flattening him underneath it's immense weight. Cindy was completely oblivious as she stomped off toward the living room. She reached her destination, and set about picking up the twins' toys scattered around the room. The entire time she was cleaning, she felt something annoying stuck to her sole, but tried to ignore it. She just figured she stepped on a toy, or some play-doh of her kids. As she walked, she would try to stomp it off, or rub it off on the floor, but to no avail. She was half-tempted to keep whatever it was stuck to her sole, but she decided to find out what it was and throw it away. Cindy sat down on the couch and checked her dirty sole for the thing she had been trampling on. She started to roughly scratch at her foot, and managed to pry the whatever it was off with her fingernail. Looking down at her palm, she was shocked to find a dirty, bruised, and unconscious James.
"Oh my god, James! How the hell did he wind up under my foot," Cindy gasped.
He might not think so when he wakes up, but James was lucky it was Cindy that stepped on him. If she didn't have such large feet and high arches, he might not have survived. If she had flatter arches, he would have undoubtedly been a stain on her sole. Cindy could only stare in shock, as she thought of how close she came to crushing the boy beneath her dirty foot. Somewhere deep inside of her, she felt a bit of a rush. She wasn't sure why, but she suddenly found herself hovering her chubby foot over James' body, blocking him from her view. She continued to give into her strange feelings, as she pressed her soft sweaty sole onto the tiny boy, completely covering his miniscule body. She absentmindedly began rolling the tiny boy around under her foot, marveling at how good it felt. Seemingly for no reason, she began applying more of her weight onto her foot, compressing James' poor body even more. Not wanting to seriously harm the boy, she lifted her sole, only to let out a slight chuckle. The boy was once again plastered on it, and this time she got to enjoy the sight. Cindy then used the chubby toes of her other foot to scrape the tiny body away, and laid him on the floor.
She sat on the couch, her face flush, and stared at the little neighbor boy......
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