Ms. Prittey unawaringly tortures Phil.
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
tomspeeedy
Luckily, only the tip of Ms. Prittey's high heels were touching the pedals.
After the car ride, which gave Phil a bit of relief, Ms. Prittey walked to her house, then up stairs, and into her bedroom, much to Phil's fear of being stepped on.
Ms. Prittey took of her heels, and tossed them to the side. In doing so, Phil became free from the gum, and was free in her bedroom.
Ms. Prittey was now walking in her pantyhose which made Phil hesitate if he should hide or run.
Phil ran. He ran to the door, but then he heard Ms. Prittey near him, so he hid by the laundry basket.
Ms. Prittey finally came to a rest by her bed.
She began taking off he pantyhose and then aimed it for the trash can. It missed, but it landed on Phil. Phil struggled to take it off, and became entangled in it.
"Wait, I need that!" Ms. Prittey chuckled to herself.
She got up and picked up the pantyhose along with Phil.
Phil became dizzy and decided to be still.
Ms. Prittey opened the pantyhose and began with her left foot.
Phil was a long slender leg brush right next to him which made him back away. Right into the other leg hole.
Once the left foot was in place, Ms. Prittey began putting in her right foot. Phil saw it coming, and it knocked him further into the hole. He reached the bottom, with no way out, but above, where her right foot was descending upon him.
Phil started scrambling, but it was no hope. The right food landed on him, toes in his face, Ms. Prittey then pulled the pantyhose all the way, stretching the material snugly in place.
Phil felt himself being pressed into her toes.
Ms. Prittey then began walking, torturing Phil, and put her feet into her high heels.
It is going to be a long night for Phil.
After the car ride, which gave Phil a bit of relief, Ms. Prittey walked to her house, then up stairs, and into her bedroom, much to Phil's fear of being stepped on.
Ms. Prittey took of her heels, and tossed them to the side. In doing so, Phil became free from the gum, and was free in her bedroom.
Ms. Prittey was now walking in her pantyhose which made Phil hesitate if he should hide or run.
Phil ran. He ran to the door, but then he heard Ms. Prittey near him, so he hid by the laundry basket.
Ms. Prittey finally came to a rest by her bed.
She began taking off he pantyhose and then aimed it for the trash can. It missed, but it landed on Phil. Phil struggled to take it off, and became entangled in it.
"Wait, I need that!" Ms. Prittey chuckled to herself.
She got up and picked up the pantyhose along with Phil.
Phil became dizzy and decided to be still.
Ms. Prittey opened the pantyhose and began with her left foot.
Phil was a long slender leg brush right next to him which made him back away. Right into the other leg hole.
Once the left foot was in place, Ms. Prittey began putting in her right foot. Phil saw it coming, and it knocked him further into the hole. He reached the bottom, with no way out, but above, where her right foot was descending upon him.
Phil started scrambling, but it was no hope. The right food landed on him, toes in his face, Ms. Prittey then pulled the pantyhose all the way, stretching the material snugly in place.
Phil felt himself being pressed into her toes.
Ms. Prittey then began walking, torturing Phil, and put her feet into her high heels.
It is going to be a long night for Phil.
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