"Oooh, Oooh! This looks awesome!" Your mom carried you across the store to a station set up for one foot massaging device. It looked like a stool with indents where you, or probably a normal sized person you suppose, would place their feet and have small mechanized balls massage the soles of their feet. Grabbing the remote, your mother swapped it to 'On' before tossing you roughly down onto the device. "Tell me how it feels, honey! A massage for my one foot is like a whole body massage for you! You'll be able to get a much better take on the quality at your size! Hehehe~". You cursed your oblivious mom's flawed logic as you were simply tossed about on the massager like you were stranded in an overly aggressive wave pool. After collecting yourself and managing some kind of balance, you soon wrinkled your nose in disgust. It became extremely evident, especially thanks to your sensitivity to strong smells due to your size, that this was the floor model and had been for passing mall women for some time. The floor beneath you was damp, and stank of stale, and fresh sweat! Yelping up to your mother, she was too transfixed goggling over all the different features and benefits of the massager on the display.
"Wow Sammy, this is supposed to really relax your feet! I mean toes, soles, heels, the whole deal! Hey! Why don't you quit hogging it and give your own mother a turn!" With that you expected your mom to reach down and remove you, but instead you witnessed her reaching down and removing the boots she had worn to the mall. A warm cloud emanated from your mom's boot, and an employee quickly scurried into the back room to get away from the stench. "I'm pretttyyyy sure these socks are clean...you don't mind sharing with your own mommy do you, honey?? There's only one massager on display so make room, my feetsies are coming in!" Looking up, you saw your mom's warm smile get eclipsed by the bottom of her foot. Covered in a bright yellow sock, you quickly noticed a dark grayish imprint on the bottom of her sock where her foot was. Almost in slow motion, you witnessed the world go dark as you heard your mom's silly laughter above.
It took only a second for you to realize these socks were used...many, many times. Was your mother really that air-headed to trap you underneath her sweaty workout socks? Before your mother's foot arrived, you were already grossed out by the smell of feet tainting the well worn massager. Now, you were sharing the space with a hot, soaked one in person! Swapping the machine onto 'High' your mother let out a blissful moan. "OOOoooooo this is the life, I might have to just have you massage my feet like this every night sweetie~!" Barely hearing your mother over the roaring of the machine, all you heard was the occasional moan and giggle escaping your mom's lips. You were swept up by the machine and pressed and ground into the soles of your mothers steamy socks. Your mother was in heaven, feeling her tired feet finally get some good attention. You were in hell, being forced with extreme pressure into the stinkiest socks you've ever witnessed ground over and over tasting and feeling your moms feet as they flexed and wiggled in pleasure. Feeling sweat squeeze out of the socks and rinse into your mouth, you began to question whether these socks were supposed to be yellow or if they were just your mother's "lucky" pair.
Enjoying herself to the max, your mom couldn't help but wiggle her toes in ecstasy, squeezing more and more sweat onto your body, before drifting into a light nap. Over an hour of being used as a squishy massage toy for your moms sore, stinky, sweltering feet, she's awoken by an employee. "Ma'am, I think you may have drifted off, would you mind letting some other customers use the foot massager?" Blushing with embarrassment, and realizing she can smell her own fragrant feet from there, your mom hurriedly slipped her feet back into her warm boots, completely forgetting during her snooze that she had come to the mall with her tiny son, before she...
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