The Comfiest Boots
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 6
by
copier
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"Anyways, now that I'm finished up with my work, what do you say we head out to the mall for a little mother-daughter time?" Kimberly suggested, prompting Cassie to perk up a bit.
"Sure, Mom! That sounds great, let me just tell Jake where I'm going and unpack some better shoes..." Cassie hopped from the windowsill, excited to shop around with her mom just like old times. She just needed to find you first and she could get going...
Kimberly lightly stopped Cassie with a hold of her wrist, "No need for that, sweetie. We won't be gone all that long so Jake will be fine. And as for nice shoes why don't you just throw on my boots right over there, I saw how you were looking at them," Kimberly gestured towards your prison unbeknownst to you, you were a little too busy focusing on reforming.
As you struggled against the tight leather walls, you soon saw Cassie appear in the boot hole far above, peering down at you with raised eyebrows. "Wow, really? I couldn't help but notice how cute they are...you're sure I can borrow them?"
Seeing your gorgeous albeit clueless fiancee so close to you, unaware of your predicament, made you squirm in discomfort. All she needed to do was look down and she should be able to see you! You fought to shout for her attention but the mangling Kimberly had done on you had really done you in. Even if you could pop your mouth free, you weren't sure you wanted to breathe in the dense stench that stained the entire inside of the well-worn boot. You knew Kimberly had just been wearing them this morning, but there was a deeply ingrained stench of foot sweat that you weren't sure could ever be cleaned out, not to mention the feel of the fresh sweat starting to soak onto your back.
"Of course, dear! Now hurry up, we don't want to get there when it's all crowded now do we?" Kimberly stated matter-of-factly, already throwing on some flats of her own and hurrying on out of the room.
"Alright, thanks Mom!" you heard Cassie speak before she looked down for just a moment. You prayed she'd notice you when her face was instantly blocked out by her white socked foot. You could make out the dark outline her foot had put in the sock and whined hoping she was only kidding with you. As her shadow grew over you though, you knew you were in for a rough time.
Popping the warm boots around her feet, Cassie hopped up and down a few times, making sure they were a proper fit. "Wow, these are soooo comfy..." Peering in the mirror Cassie couldn't help but admire how they looked on her with her little jean shorts on either.
Each hop of Cassie crushed you flatter into the insole until you were nothing but a flat addition to it. Worse than the crushing though was the disgusting drops of sweat you could feel being squeezed from the leather insole by Cassie's weight. Your body greedily absorbed it, preventing your beautiful fiancee from feeling the faintest disturbance.
As the two girls left the house, Cassie had a serious spring in her step. Almost all boots were super uncomfy against her feet and worst of all, made her feet sweat profusely. She'd never admit this to you of course, always saying they just "weren't her style". But with this pair, she was sure she'd have you drooling with how she looked. Sure the sweat may be a problem, but as long as she didn't step on you that shouldn't be too much of a problem...
With Cassie's feet resting in the car, you thought the pressure wouldn't be all that bad. But the constant scrunching of playful Cassie's toes stopped you from getting a seconds rest. Even worse, as you knew of Cassie, her feet didn't do well when they couldn't breathe. Within just twenty minutes of wear, Cassie had really heated up the inside of the boots, her socks getting damper as her feet started to sweat.
The smell was bad enough with just the stale scent left by Kimberly, but now Cassie was providing fresh stench to your prison. With nowhere for the smell to escape, you were forced to breathe in the hotbox of Cassie's foot stench as she casually drummed her feet to the cars radio.
Finally arriving at the mall, you felt Cassie hop out of the car, returning the full brunt of her weight to you once again. The sudden change in pressure squeezed the accumulated sweat from her wet socks, draining it down into you causing you to silently whimper. You loved every part of Cassie, but drinking her foot sweat? You had to get out of here!
Just as you tried to squirm for her dear attention, Cassie began walking, drowning out any chance you had to communicate with her. The girls walked all through the mall, looking all over for stores they adored.
After a few hours of nonstop stomping and raining sweat, you felt like you were trapped in the world's worst sauna as the girls came to their last store.
"Ooooo, Mom can we stop here? I want to try and find a pair of boots as comfy as this one!" Kimberly merely laughed at Cassie's suggestion, she wouldn't stop complimenting her old boots!
"Sure honey, but honestly if you love them so much why don't we find a new pair of boots for me and you can just keep those!" You couldn't hear anything Kimberly had said but if you could you would've screamed. Instead all you felt was Cassie childishly jumping in place excitedly.
"Wow, really? Oh Mom that would be so sweet!" With Cassie's enthusiastic remark, the girls entered the store, you of course brought along under Cassie's increasingly stinky foot.
"Sure, Mom! That sounds great, let me just tell Jake where I'm going and unpack some better shoes..." Cassie hopped from the windowsill, excited to shop around with her mom just like old times. She just needed to find you first and she could get going...
Kimberly lightly stopped Cassie with a hold of her wrist, "No need for that, sweetie. We won't be gone all that long so Jake will be fine. And as for nice shoes why don't you just throw on my boots right over there, I saw how you were looking at them," Kimberly gestured towards your prison unbeknownst to you, you were a little too busy focusing on reforming.
As you struggled against the tight leather walls, you soon saw Cassie appear in the boot hole far above, peering down at you with raised eyebrows. "Wow, really? I couldn't help but notice how cute they are...you're sure I can borrow them?"
Seeing your gorgeous albeit clueless fiancee so close to you, unaware of your predicament, made you squirm in discomfort. All she needed to do was look down and she should be able to see you! You fought to shout for her attention but the mangling Kimberly had done on you had really done you in. Even if you could pop your mouth free, you weren't sure you wanted to breathe in the dense stench that stained the entire inside of the well-worn boot. You knew Kimberly had just been wearing them this morning, but there was a deeply ingrained stench of foot sweat that you weren't sure could ever be cleaned out, not to mention the feel of the fresh sweat starting to soak onto your back.
"Of course, dear! Now hurry up, we don't want to get there when it's all crowded now do we?" Kimberly stated matter-of-factly, already throwing on some flats of her own and hurrying on out of the room.
"Alright, thanks Mom!" you heard Cassie speak before she looked down for just a moment. You prayed she'd notice you when her face was instantly blocked out by her white socked foot. You could make out the dark outline her foot had put in the sock and whined hoping she was only kidding with you. As her shadow grew over you though, you knew you were in for a rough time.
Popping the warm boots around her feet, Cassie hopped up and down a few times, making sure they were a proper fit. "Wow, these are soooo comfy..." Peering in the mirror Cassie couldn't help but admire how they looked on her with her little jean shorts on either.
Each hop of Cassie crushed you flatter into the insole until you were nothing but a flat addition to it. Worse than the crushing though was the disgusting drops of sweat you could feel being squeezed from the leather insole by Cassie's weight. Your body greedily absorbed it, preventing your beautiful fiancee from feeling the faintest disturbance.
As the two girls left the house, Cassie had a serious spring in her step. Almost all boots were super uncomfy against her feet and worst of all, made her feet sweat profusely. She'd never admit this to you of course, always saying they just "weren't her style". But with this pair, she was sure she'd have you drooling with how she looked. Sure the sweat may be a problem, but as long as she didn't step on you that shouldn't be too much of a problem...
With Cassie's feet resting in the car, you thought the pressure wouldn't be all that bad. But the constant scrunching of playful Cassie's toes stopped you from getting a seconds rest. Even worse, as you knew of Cassie, her feet didn't do well when they couldn't breathe. Within just twenty minutes of wear, Cassie had really heated up the inside of the boots, her socks getting damper as her feet started to sweat.
The smell was bad enough with just the stale scent left by Kimberly, but now Cassie was providing fresh stench to your prison. With nowhere for the smell to escape, you were forced to breathe in the hotbox of Cassie's foot stench as she casually drummed her feet to the cars radio.
Finally arriving at the mall, you felt Cassie hop out of the car, returning the full brunt of her weight to you once again. The sudden change in pressure squeezed the accumulated sweat from her wet socks, draining it down into you causing you to silently whimper. You loved every part of Cassie, but drinking her foot sweat? You had to get out of here!
Just as you tried to squirm for her dear attention, Cassie began walking, drowning out any chance you had to communicate with her. The girls walked all through the mall, looking all over for stores they adored.
After a few hours of nonstop stomping and raining sweat, you felt like you were trapped in the world's worst sauna as the girls came to their last store.
"Ooooo, Mom can we stop here? I want to try and find a pair of boots as comfy as this one!" Kimberly merely laughed at Cassie's suggestion, she wouldn't stop complimenting her old boots!
"Sure honey, but honestly if you love them so much why don't we find a new pair of boots for me and you can just keep those!" You couldn't hear anything Kimberly had said but if you could you would've screamed. Instead all you felt was Cassie childishly jumping in place excitedly.
"Wow, really? Oh Mom that would be so sweet!" With Cassie's enthusiastic remark, the girls entered the store, you of course brought along under Cassie's increasingly stinky foot.
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