A Fistful of Toe Jam
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
doomed
Ms. Li brought her foot close to her tiniest student. Phil studied his teacher's gigantic toes and noticed that they were grey with grimey, slimey toe jam. It was as though Ms. Li had not washed her feet in days! She wiggled her toes again and Phil was able to hear the gross squishing sound that her foot fungus made. The little boy tried not to flinch, but found it a difficult task as his eyes began to water and his nostrils filled with the powerful, cheesy aroma.
"Phil, for this session of training, you will be doing some toe jam duty," Ms. Li said as she took a seat on the training mat. The ground underneath Phil's legs shook about as Ms. Li's huge butt planted itself firmly on the floor. The tiny boy tripped forward and his face landed directly in between his teacher's smelly toes. "I'm waiting, Phil," Ms. Li said in an impatient tone. "I want my feet to be clean and tidy. And I don't want to hear any complaints about the smell."
Phil began his strange training. He grabbed handfuls of the grey, greasy toe jelly and cast them aside in a pile. For the deposits of toe jam that were to hard to get at, he used his finger nails to scrap off. Phil tried to hold his breath when he reached Ms' Li's big toe, because for some odd reason it smelled the worst. "What's wrong, little one? Does it smell too bad?" Ms. Li asked in a teasing manner. She then pinched off a bit of toe jam from the pile that Phil had made and rubbed it all over his hair.
Phil groaned and tried to pick the disgusting jam out of his hair. "You still need much practice, little one," Ms. Li said with disappoinment. "But I'm sure your family can help you."
Phil looked up at his teacher with a confused expression. At that moment, Phil's mother and big sister walked into the class. Ms. Li stood up from the ground, knocking Phil over a bit. She then rested her smelly foot on top of Phil's face.
"Your son still needs much training before he can master his weakness," she said to Phil's mother. "I'm counting on you two to help him with his training." Phil pulled himself from under his teachers bare foot and looked at his mom.
"You KNOW about this?" He asked, feeling somewhat dizzy from the foot odor.
Becky nodded her head and grinned. "Yup! And mom and I plan to help you train at home!" Becky said happily as she peeled her smelly little brother off Ms. Li's foot. "From now on you'll sleep in mom's work shoes, Phil. And you'll use one of mu used socks as a blanket," she said as she handed Phil over to their mother.
"Yeah, little bro. And from now on, mom and I are gonna remain barefoot at home all the time so that each room smells like our feet," Becky said cheerfully, since she really enjoyed the smell of her own feet.
Phil groaned, hardly able to believe what was going on. His mother patted him on the head and kissed his face. "Don't worry, little guy. It will only be for two weeks. And we'll give you plenty of breaks so that you can get some fresh air."
The little boy felt a bit more comfortable, but he knew the next week or so was gonna be painful.
"Phil, for this session of training, you will be doing some toe jam duty," Ms. Li said as she took a seat on the training mat. The ground underneath Phil's legs shook about as Ms. Li's huge butt planted itself firmly on the floor. The tiny boy tripped forward and his face landed directly in between his teacher's smelly toes. "I'm waiting, Phil," Ms. Li said in an impatient tone. "I want my feet to be clean and tidy. And I don't want to hear any complaints about the smell."
Phil began his strange training. He grabbed handfuls of the grey, greasy toe jelly and cast them aside in a pile. For the deposits of toe jam that were to hard to get at, he used his finger nails to scrap off. Phil tried to hold his breath when he reached Ms' Li's big toe, because for some odd reason it smelled the worst. "What's wrong, little one? Does it smell too bad?" Ms. Li asked in a teasing manner. She then pinched off a bit of toe jam from the pile that Phil had made and rubbed it all over his hair.
Phil groaned and tried to pick the disgusting jam out of his hair. "You still need much practice, little one," Ms. Li said with disappoinment. "But I'm sure your family can help you."
Phil looked up at his teacher with a confused expression. At that moment, Phil's mother and big sister walked into the class. Ms. Li stood up from the ground, knocking Phil over a bit. She then rested her smelly foot on top of Phil's face.
"Your son still needs much training before he can master his weakness," she said to Phil's mother. "I'm counting on you two to help him with his training." Phil pulled himself from under his teachers bare foot and looked at his mom.
"You KNOW about this?" He asked, feeling somewhat dizzy from the foot odor.
Becky nodded her head and grinned. "Yup! And mom and I plan to help you train at home!" Becky said happily as she peeled her smelly little brother off Ms. Li's foot. "From now on you'll sleep in mom's work shoes, Phil. And you'll use one of mu used socks as a blanket," she said as she handed Phil over to their mother.
"Yeah, little bro. And from now on, mom and I are gonna remain barefoot at home all the time so that each room smells like our feet," Becky said cheerfully, since she really enjoyed the smell of her own feet.
Phil groaned, hardly able to believe what was going on. His mother patted him on the head and kissed his face. "Don't worry, little guy. It will only be for two weeks. And we'll give you plenty of breaks so that you can get some fresh air."
The little boy felt a bit more comfortable, but he knew the next week or so was gonna be painful.
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