Under Akane's foot
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
gunner19
“Since you’re already down there, why don’t you make it up to me by massaging my feet.” Akane lifted her foot off her little fiancé just enough to let the martial artist slip out from under it.
Ranma used the momentary opportunity to make another escape, but those hopes were squashed when Akane’s big toe pinned his right leg to the floor. He pulled and pulled, but found the toe held firm and the pigtailed boy was unable to move.
“I’m not going to tell you again, don’t try to escape. If you try again, I’ll use you as an insole for a week.” Akane said, a slight growl in her voice. The slightly angered tomboy moved her foot over Ranma, once more trapping his head between her big and second toe.
“Get off me, Akane!” Ranma yelled up to the girl, once more struggling in an attempt to push the foot off him.
“Sorry, Ranma, but you’ve lost your privilege to move until further notice. For now, I just want you to give my toes and sole a nice rub down while you’re there.” Akane’s smug look could be seen through the gap of her toes, which were now wiggling in anticipation.
Ranma did nothing, and just stared at his dominating intended with an “are you serious” look on his face. Akane’s response to this was to give his head a small squeeze before saying, “you aren’t getting up from under there until I get a massage.”
Seeing the writing on the wall, the shrunken martial artist begrudgingly accepted that in order to get another chance at getting away, he would have to listen to the tomboy, for now. Placing his hands on the callused pad of her big toe, Ranma started the difficult task.
Akane sighed contently as she felt her new toy begin his chore. The strength in his tiny hands was just enough that she could feel his efforts. It was a rush, to say the least, having someone as strong as Ranma be at the mercy of her feet. The feeling was intoxicating, and Akane wanted more. While her shrunken plaything tried his best to knead her tough toe flesh, the short-haired Tendo heiress began to thump her digits against his head.
It was a hell that he could not escape. Ranma thought that it was bad when he only had to deal with the smell of Akane’s foot, but now she was dribbling his head like a basketball with her big toe. It was humiliating, when she wasn’t bashing his head, she was grinding her toe into his face.
Finally, after what had seemed like hours, Akane lifted her foot off the boy.
“You did pretty well, Ranma,” she began, “it’s almost like you were born to be my tiny slave. I want to have some more fun with you.” Akane picked up the boy, and placed him in her desk drawer before she left the room.
What did Akane do?
Ranma used the momentary opportunity to make another escape, but those hopes were squashed when Akane’s big toe pinned his right leg to the floor. He pulled and pulled, but found the toe held firm and the pigtailed boy was unable to move.
“I’m not going to tell you again, don’t try to escape. If you try again, I’ll use you as an insole for a week.” Akane said, a slight growl in her voice. The slightly angered tomboy moved her foot over Ranma, once more trapping his head between her big and second toe.
“Get off me, Akane!” Ranma yelled up to the girl, once more struggling in an attempt to push the foot off him.
“Sorry, Ranma, but you’ve lost your privilege to move until further notice. For now, I just want you to give my toes and sole a nice rub down while you’re there.” Akane’s smug look could be seen through the gap of her toes, which were now wiggling in anticipation.
Ranma did nothing, and just stared at his dominating intended with an “are you serious” look on his face. Akane’s response to this was to give his head a small squeeze before saying, “you aren’t getting up from under there until I get a massage.”
Seeing the writing on the wall, the shrunken martial artist begrudgingly accepted that in order to get another chance at getting away, he would have to listen to the tomboy, for now. Placing his hands on the callused pad of her big toe, Ranma started the difficult task.
Akane sighed contently as she felt her new toy begin his chore. The strength in his tiny hands was just enough that she could feel his efforts. It was a rush, to say the least, having someone as strong as Ranma be at the mercy of her feet. The feeling was intoxicating, and Akane wanted more. While her shrunken plaything tried his best to knead her tough toe flesh, the short-haired Tendo heiress began to thump her digits against his head.
It was a hell that he could not escape. Ranma thought that it was bad when he only had to deal with the smell of Akane’s foot, but now she was dribbling his head like a basketball with her big toe. It was humiliating, when she wasn’t bashing his head, she was grinding her toe into his face.
Finally, after what had seemed like hours, Akane lifted her foot off the boy.
“You did pretty well, Ranma,” she began, “it’s almost like you were born to be my tiny slave. I want to have some more fun with you.” Akane picked up the boy, and placed him in her desk drawer before she left the room.
What did Akane do?
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March 13, 2025
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