After pealing you off the bottom of his huge sweaty socked foot he reaches his ahnd over top Paul who instinctively opens his hand.
Realizing that Tony just pulled this “thing” off his foot he quickly moves his hand and you drop right into his lap.
You flattened body looks up at Paul from his lap under the steering wheel. Slowly you reform as your step-dad sits in the passenger seat watching and sipping his coffee.
He laughs as Pauls eyes widen and he realizes what/who you are. You have met Paul several times before and always found yourself staring at HIS huge feet. You never thought anyone else say but you were wrong.
Tony said, That my step-son, you remember him right ? Well I’ve been “stepping” on him all morning. HAHAHA. He laughs.
“How did he….I mean. What the…….???” Paul stammers.
Tony lies saying you were messing with a chemistry experiment in the basement and you did this to yourself.
“Bet ya didn’t know the little freak has a thing for your feet, did ya?” Tony asks
“He does?” Paul asks.
‘Yeah, my other son and I both caught him staring at them when you’ve been over. He even was sniffing your old sneakers that time you came and took them off at the door.”
“Gross” Paul replied. “Those things are nasty”
Tony continued, “Thought maybe you might want to give him a close look at your feet today”
Paul smiled
“Its ok you cant hurt him in this form. He just smashes flat, see he’s almost back to his little human form already”
You get up and shake off the experience of being smooshed down under your step-dads foot.
You feel Paul’s package below you throb.
In school Paul was a bully and loved pushing kids around, All those feeling were coming back seeing the tiny helpless kid in his hand. You look up to see a smile cross this unshaven face.
He hands you back to Tony and says he has an idea and tells him to hold you.
He get out of the parked car and pushes the seat back. He then pulls a thick rubber band out of the ashtray. He then motions for Tony to give you back. He reaches down and holds you against the brake pedal and uses the rubber band to secure you.
“Paul ! Tony ! Please don’t do this you yell.”
He stands up and looks down, Paul looks over from the passenger seat and nods.
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