Victoria discovers her little shoe insert My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload) chapter 7 by Bobob1

Amanda continued to tease Victoria into discovering the whereabouts of her boyfriend by saying that she had been experimenting with a special little foot odor absorber that she put in her right boot and wondered how well it worked. Victoria laughed and said I bet I used all of it's absorbing powers up today with how sweaty my feet feel. Amanda said she needn't worry about that because it was like a little cotton roll and as soon as you brought it out into the open air it would recharge itself. Victoria then exclaimed oh that what that was, I have been enjoying squishing that thing between my toes all day and asked her please if she could have one of her own. Amanda giggled again and said sure you can have that one. And with that Victoria anxiously took off the boot and began shaking it upside down. Despite the acrid smell you did everything you could not to come rolling out of the boot because of the many questions and the humiliating story you would have to tell your girlfriend. It was no use though out you came and rolled out at the feet of the two sisters. Amanda burst out laughing and Victoria turned red with a mixture of emotions of embarrassment of herself, anger at her sister, apologies towards you, and predominately laughter of the whole situation. She stuttered a little saying, "You, You .YOU mean you have been in there the whole time today realizing she hadn't taken her boots off since early this morning, and that's why you haven't called me? Your silence admitted the affirmative. "But what about yesterday?" she inquired. Then Amanda quipped in, "Oh that's easy, his older sister used him as a panty shield all day. That is up until she rode the mechanical bull at Speedy's and he slipped up into another cavity. With that Victoria stopped her and said "TMI" (too much information). But then continued anyway and said that's when all 3 of us used him for target practice in the toilet last night. Victoria giggled but then looked down at you in shame and said not only did we all pee and poo on you but I almost flushed you away. You couldn't tell if the strain in her voice was out of remorse or repressed laughter. By this time the smell emanating from you was permeating the room and Victoria asked you if you wouldn't mind crawling back into the boot so she could take you home promising you that she would wash you right away. Flabbergasted you looked up at her but before you had a chance to object she grabbed you up between her toes and forced you back inside the still moist scented boot you had been held prisoner in all day. The boot was set upright so you fell back inside to the toe and then you just assumed that you would be carried home in the smelly boot. But that was short lived as the light coming from the top of the boot was suddenly extinguished and you realized that you were about to have the company of 5 little perfumed toes. You heard her say I promise we are going straight home so you can rest and clean yourself up. Victoria then asked her sister why he was naked and said that Sarah ended up using his clothes as toilet paper and the room was filled with laughter again. She then added that Sarah had promised to buy some doll clothes for him last night but we kind of gotten a little drunk last night instead. Victoria said she would make a quick stop and buy some on the way home. (Victoria had two homes: one with her sister and the real one with her parents.) In any case When you heard that she was going to make a quick stop you began to get worried again as you afraid that she was headed for the mall. It was a Friday evening and true to her teenage genetic makeup the quick stop at the mall turned into an all night affair as she totally forgot about you and your unfortunate position. That is until she stopped for a midnight snack and rested her tired feet by flexing and squishing her toes and then as an afterthought realized you were what she had her toes wrapped around was you and guessed if her feet ponged earlier that evening they really ponged off the scale now. She apologized to you at risk for any passerby noticing that she was talking to herself or more accurately talking to her foot. She admitted that she completely forgot about you as soon as she got to the mall. Needless to say that you realized that she had apparently totally forgotten about you she did absolutely no flirting with any other guys. That was the only thing that made you happy as she continued to uncontrollably flex and squish her toes around you. She apologized once more for doing that but said that it felt so good that she couldn't help it. After resting she said she would head towards the toy store to buy him the promised doll clothes. Except when she got there the store was just closing and she couldn't convince the store clerk that she had an absolute urgent need to buy a doll. She stamped her foot in frustration and you heard her say, "Oooops, sorry Ben, maybe tomorrow." You knew at this point with the stores closing that there was little chance for her to get side tracked and there was good odds that you would finally be released form your musty leather prison and her massaging toes. A short time later you were at her parents home and she was finally pulling off her boot to set you free. She immediately said, "Whew! that's awful!" when the fragrance of her feet hit her olfactory senses. "That had to be terrible for you inside there all night, but I let you in on a secret. You really did a good job in massaging my foot all night and I want you to know how much I appreciate it. With that she continued to undress and realized that you were watching and said, "No, no. No strip show for you tonight." and of all things put you back in that boot as she liked to sleep in the nude. But as a second thought, I don't want you to be cold inside there tonight." and picked up her panties of the floor and stuffed them into the boot after you nice and tight. At least you can pretend your having fun with me tonight with these (referring to her panties). She had worn these for at least one day and they were well scented with her intimate discharges. And judging by the moistness against your skin she had managed to put the business end of the crotch of her panties right up against your face. Was that on purpose? He doubted it as that they were not as fragrant as she must have thought. Consequently that night while she slept soundly you were inundated by both the smells of her rancid toes and of her crotch. In the morning you were awakened by her lifting your 'boot bed' as she crammed her foot into the toe of the boot with her panties in there with you all she managed to accomplish was firmly force your face and your body for that matter into her crotch, so much so that when she realized that she had left her panties in there and pulled them out you were in a tangled mess inside them. No problem though, you thought, at least you were getting fresher air and once she tossed you into the laundry hamper you would be free to clean up. However; this was not in the schedule of events for you today, as she started to put them on again instead of tossing them in the laundry. You were trapped on the inside of her panties and gravity brought you down to the lowest part and it appeared once again you were going to become a panty shield, only this time for your girlfriend. She must have been still half asleep as she completely ignored your presence and pulled her underwear up snug and your world became dark again as you were plastered against what she had kept private from you these past two years. She was completely dressed now and went down to breakfast still unaware of your presence and enjoyed a nice leisurely cup of coffee after her toast and cereal. Keeping her legs crossed in a lady like way it was getting warm and the previous day's discharges came alive. Protecting her modesty as you didn't want to take advantage of the situation any more you had managed to turn away from her honey pot so you were face down in the stain. Although this was a more miserable position as every time she moved, squirmed, or adjusted her position in the chair it forced your face to rub up and down in the warm stain in her panties, but at least it afforded her the illusion of privacy as he was not staring at her prized treasure like a peeping tom. The coffee stimulated her bladder and she went to use the bathroom. Now that she was wide awake when she pulled down her panties you were spotted immediately. Outraged at first, she scolded you for sneaking in her underwear just to get a cheap thrill, but when she went to turn you over so that she could have eye to eye contact with you and saw the sticky mess all over your face and the front of your body she understood more clearly what must have happened and she became more apologetic and then actually complimented you on your act of chivalry and sacrifice in turning face down and sticking your nose and face into yesterdays discharges instead of looking at her nudity. Then in a humorous note she said at least I didn't pee on you this morning. Her business on the throne being done she told you I think you deserve an award with all that I have put you through yesterday and today and I am going to let you kiss what I have kept hidden from you all this time and with that she pulled her panties up without giving you a chance to turn around so that you quickly found yourself immersed in her nest. Then giving her a kiss you quickly found out how strong morning urine can be as when she pulled up her skirt to stand up she accidently gave you a residual squirt. She was aware of what she did and again laughingly apologized saying you got to take the good with the bad. She stood by the mirror to wash her hands and finish combing her hair and then sat back down on the throne and offered you the opportunity to pick the position you were going to spend the rest of the day: face up, face down, or back in the boots.
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April 23, 2025
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