Kim's steaming feet
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
teniko
Mulched between her toes- you could feel yourself slowly ripping from the sock. Your voice completely muffled as the oblivious girl squeezed her toes together once more-your eyes rolling back as you felt light headed from the damp warmth of her shoe. Each step threatening to entomb you within the sweaty digits embrace.
Then... there was a sudden feeling of backwards movement, light shone through the sock fabric. Gazing weakly upwards in your mashed toe jam form, you could see through the fibers of the sock the giant girls face- not fully looking at you.
You watched as she picked up her shoes- looking away from you as she put them away.
Weakly- you tried one more time to yell- putting all of your effort in. You didn't think you'd get a response, you weren't even sure if you were making sound.
However, she did crouch, her eyes looking directly at you for a moment. Your heart fluttered for a second as her fingers approached as she muttered something in japanese.
... ... ...
Kim sighed in relief having taken her shoes off. Her eyes glanced down at her socks.
Visible wet patches darkened the toe area. Wincing, she leant down, pressing her fingertip on the socks mateial- pushing it down between her toes.
"Probably shouldn't take these off yet..." she muttered in her home language, rubbing and pressing each piece of sock between her toes. Her wriggling digits greadily grabbed the sock- greadily trying to wipe as much sweat off as possible.
Kim slowly stood up, before sliding one foot into her worn out slipper, then the other- unaware of your cries from the chewed up sock as the light cut out once more.
This time, your prison REEKED of stale foot sweat. The fuzzy slippers looked japanese in style, it was impossible to tell how long she'd had them, likely years. You tried to pull away, beg her to take off her sock as the giant girl casually began walking to her room.
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
It was a few hours of reading and idle foot play before Kim finally considered taking her sock off. At this point- you had been totally steamed to her sock. She had more room to toy in her room, she was a lot more comfortable slipping on and off the slippers to press the sock fabric back into her toes grasp with her other foot.
By the time she yanked the socks off for bed, you'd been fully ironed onto them.
Swearing a little at the smell, she lifted the overloaded washing bin a little- showing you the very bottom. With watery eyes, you weakly thought you couldn't blame her for hiding your prison deep down to hopefully trap the smell- but you still internally cursed her actions as she casually dropped you in before going to bed.
The weight of her laundry fell down onto you- cutting out the remaining light.
Then... there was a sudden feeling of backwards movement, light shone through the sock fabric. Gazing weakly upwards in your mashed toe jam form, you could see through the fibers of the sock the giant girls face- not fully looking at you.
You watched as she picked up her shoes- looking away from you as she put them away.
Weakly- you tried one more time to yell- putting all of your effort in. You didn't think you'd get a response, you weren't even sure if you were making sound.
However, she did crouch, her eyes looking directly at you for a moment. Your heart fluttered for a second as her fingers approached as she muttered something in japanese.
... ... ...
Kim sighed in relief having taken her shoes off. Her eyes glanced down at her socks.
Visible wet patches darkened the toe area. Wincing, she leant down, pressing her fingertip on the socks mateial- pushing it down between her toes.
"Probably shouldn't take these off yet..." she muttered in her home language, rubbing and pressing each piece of sock between her toes. Her wriggling digits greadily grabbed the sock- greadily trying to wipe as much sweat off as possible.
Kim slowly stood up, before sliding one foot into her worn out slipper, then the other- unaware of your cries from the chewed up sock as the light cut out once more.
This time, your prison REEKED of stale foot sweat. The fuzzy slippers looked japanese in style, it was impossible to tell how long she'd had them, likely years. You tried to pull away, beg her to take off her sock as the giant girl casually began walking to her room.
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
It was a few hours of reading and idle foot play before Kim finally considered taking her sock off. At this point- you had been totally steamed to her sock. She had more room to toy in her room, she was a lot more comfortable slipping on and off the slippers to press the sock fabric back into her toes grasp with her other foot.
By the time she yanked the socks off for bed, you'd been fully ironed onto them.
Swearing a little at the smell, she lifted the overloaded washing bin a little- showing you the very bottom. With watery eyes, you weakly thought you couldn't blame her for hiding your prison deep down to hopefully trap the smell- but you still internally cursed her actions as she casually dropped you in before going to bed.
The weight of her laundry fell down onto you- cutting out the remaining light.
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