Ask to be her sock?
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
vayewe
You, well, you were a man. A weak man, if you were being honest. A weak man for a beautiful lady. A weak man for a beautiful lady, especially if said lady was in front of you. A weak man for a beautiful lady right in front of you offering you an opportunity on a silver platter. So when she asked what you wanted to be, if only for a few minutes, you were ready and willing to tell her. A lovely bodice for that chest, all wrapped around her above D-cups. So you started...
"Can I be your sock?" You ask, not realizing the words leaving your mouth until they reach Becky's ears, who covers her mouth in shock for a second. But not before further scooting on the bed, so as to let her feet rest on the bed.
"My sock!" Becky says in some level of genuine shock. "My, my. You are saucy! Asking for me to be in control, pleasing me so well, then avoiding my body and wanting to be a lowly...sock."
Shame fills your cheeks. "We-well, we don't have to...."
Becky waves you off, sitting with her legs crossed so that her feet are right in front of you. Painted white on the toes, they are tantalizing beauties, all ten digits seeming to waggle towards you. They float in your mind. That might be fun. Yeah, that might be really fun. Becky puts out the palm of her hand for you to climb on.
"N-now, just to make sure.." Becky says, back to her unsure state. "Can I squish you for this?"
It's hard to say no when both eyes are locked onto her chest. "Of course. I trust you."
More than anything, that seems to light a fire in Becky's eyes. She smiles a genuine smile the sun might be jealous of, her blonde hair reflecting beautifully into your eyes. Being "squished" wasn't necessarily a pleasant experince, but Becky seemed to find a way to make it tolerable. It started with lightly pressing against your body, running her finger till you started to flatten ever so slowly, until your one inch body had become a bit thicker than a coin. You could hear and see, Becky having tried to avoid harming those facilities.
"All okay, Hunter?" Becky asks. She gives you a pre-determined sixty seconds to start reforming. You don't, and make some noises to tell her you are okay.
With that, she then starts to sculpt you a bit, slowly working your body till you encompass the lower part of her heel. Working your body slowly, ever so gently, you cover her toes, then the top of her foot, then up to her achilles. It's an odd feeling, not just being squished and reformed. She's working with you, allowing you to grow where you want, as you eagerly swallow her foot into your body. The process makes your jaw feel pained, basically having her foot forced into it, but it's...pleasant. Your crotch is right where her heel is, while your nose is between her toes; your ears are on the side of her foot, and the rest of your body has become oddly contorted around her foot. You hear Becky giggle.
"H-how is it down there?" She asks. "Hopefully not stinky!"
She says it jokingly, but my god, this woman smells of perfume on every part. Tastes of it too. It's angelic, your nose huffing her scent, and it's so odd. She just smells so good, and it's making your brain feel so gooey and warm. Wherever your brain was, that is. You think it's next to her pinky. Trying to speak, you can't help but make guttural squeaks.
"Are those painful squeaks?" She asks with some genuine fear. She gives you a minute to retract, to reform, but you do not. "Well, I'm going to proceed with walking on you Hunter. Let me know if you feel alright..."
Alright? You feel amazing. As she walks around the room, stepping on you lightly, each press against your crotch is like heaven. She walks heel first, meaning it strikes you each time, making you gasp and then cum (even if youre shooting blanks by now). By god it feels amazing. She seems to take notice.
"Hehe, I feel something against my heel. Might that be you, bug-boy!" She says, correcting herself.
Now comes the hard part. Do you want to stay as her sock for longer? She gives you a chance to reform
"Can I be your sock?" You ask, not realizing the words leaving your mouth until they reach Becky's ears, who covers her mouth in shock for a second. But not before further scooting on the bed, so as to let her feet rest on the bed.
"My sock!" Becky says in some level of genuine shock. "My, my. You are saucy! Asking for me to be in control, pleasing me so well, then avoiding my body and wanting to be a lowly...sock."
Shame fills your cheeks. "We-well, we don't have to...."
Becky waves you off, sitting with her legs crossed so that her feet are right in front of you. Painted white on the toes, they are tantalizing beauties, all ten digits seeming to waggle towards you. They float in your mind. That might be fun. Yeah, that might be really fun. Becky puts out the palm of her hand for you to climb on.
"N-now, just to make sure.." Becky says, back to her unsure state. "Can I squish you for this?"
It's hard to say no when both eyes are locked onto her chest. "Of course. I trust you."
More than anything, that seems to light a fire in Becky's eyes. She smiles a genuine smile the sun might be jealous of, her blonde hair reflecting beautifully into your eyes. Being "squished" wasn't necessarily a pleasant experince, but Becky seemed to find a way to make it tolerable. It started with lightly pressing against your body, running her finger till you started to flatten ever so slowly, until your one inch body had become a bit thicker than a coin. You could hear and see, Becky having tried to avoid harming those facilities.
"All okay, Hunter?" Becky asks. She gives you a pre-determined sixty seconds to start reforming. You don't, and make some noises to tell her you are okay.
With that, she then starts to sculpt you a bit, slowly working your body till you encompass the lower part of her heel. Working your body slowly, ever so gently, you cover her toes, then the top of her foot, then up to her achilles. It's an odd feeling, not just being squished and reformed. She's working with you, allowing you to grow where you want, as you eagerly swallow her foot into your body. The process makes your jaw feel pained, basically having her foot forced into it, but it's...pleasant. Your crotch is right where her heel is, while your nose is between her toes; your ears are on the side of her foot, and the rest of your body has become oddly contorted around her foot. You hear Becky giggle.
"H-how is it down there?" She asks. "Hopefully not stinky!"
She says it jokingly, but my god, this woman smells of perfume on every part. Tastes of it too. It's angelic, your nose huffing her scent, and it's so odd. She just smells so good, and it's making your brain feel so gooey and warm. Wherever your brain was, that is. You think it's next to her pinky. Trying to speak, you can't help but make guttural squeaks.
"Are those painful squeaks?" She asks with some genuine fear. She gives you a minute to retract, to reform, but you do not. "Well, I'm going to proceed with walking on you Hunter. Let me know if you feel alright..."
Alright? You feel amazing. As she walks around the room, stepping on you lightly, each press against your crotch is like heaven. She walks heel first, meaning it strikes you each time, making you gasp and then cum (even if youre shooting blanks by now). By god it feels amazing. She seems to take notice.
"Hehe, I feel something against my heel. Might that be you, bug-boy!" She says, correcting herself.
Now comes the hard part. Do you want to stay as her sock for longer? She gives you a chance to reform
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April 23, 2025
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