Not Into That
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
swp1
"No, it's disturbing" he replied assertively. "Your foot scratches, and it hurts."
She stared at him confused for a few seconds not sure what to do.
Finally she said, "Well, if it's my scratchy stockings that's the problem, you can play with my foot directly." Her nervousness was clear in her voice. He could hear her heart raising even out of her ankles.
He didn't have a chance to respond before she picked him up and started to stuff him down her stocking. Phil wanted to shout back as he was pushed up against her well-shaven legs down to her foot but couldn't. Eventually he was thrust head first into her the arch of her foot and then to her toes as she started messaging him affectionately.
"Is that better?" she asked.
"No, it's not the scratchiness," Phil shouted back at her. "It's just that I am not interested in..."
"Not interested in my feet, huh," she interrupted. "You were all over Sally's in class today!"
So she had seen Sally torturing me after all, Phil thought. He tried to choose his response more carefully, "You don't understand. She forced me to..."
"No, I undertstand perfectly. You enjoy her nice and young feet, but not mine because I am too old. You men are all too predictable. Going for the young peace of meat and leaving us once we go bad."
Phil began to object, but she started to squeeze him with her toes too hard for him to speak. She didn't seem to be listening anyways.
She stared at him confused for a few seconds not sure what to do.
Finally she said, "Well, if it's my scratchy stockings that's the problem, you can play with my foot directly." Her nervousness was clear in her voice. He could hear her heart raising even out of her ankles.
He didn't have a chance to respond before she picked him up and started to stuff him down her stocking. Phil wanted to shout back as he was pushed up against her well-shaven legs down to her foot but couldn't. Eventually he was thrust head first into her the arch of her foot and then to her toes as she started messaging him affectionately.
"Is that better?" she asked.
"No, it's not the scratchiness," Phil shouted back at her. "It's just that I am not interested in..."
"Not interested in my feet, huh," she interrupted. "You were all over Sally's in class today!"
So she had seen Sally torturing me after all, Phil thought. He tried to choose his response more carefully, "You don't understand. She forced me to..."
"No, I undertstand perfectly. You enjoy her nice and young feet, but not mine because I am too old. You men are all too predictable. Going for the young peace of meat and leaving us once we go bad."
Phil began to object, but she started to squeeze him with her toes too hard for him to speak. She didn't seem to be listening anyways.
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March 24, 2025
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