Gina Gives a Tech Demo
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
surfinpika
After a short, yet seemingly endless, time being toyed with by the brown-haired mother-daughter duo, you now found yourself right where you started with Gina, pressed beneath her sole as she made her way through her(and your) neighborhood. Gina's sock-clad foot pounds against you with relentless rhythm, each blow expunging fresh sweat from the fibrous sock above while simultaneously burying you deeper into her stained insole.
The fact that she was now simply walking and not jogging was little consolation considering your relocation to the inside of the very same green running shoes, still warm from her prior run. With fresh heat and sweat building drastically as the afternoon summer sun beat down on Gina anew, the air was so dense with Gina's scent that it threatened to overwhelm you to delirium.
As you fought to maintain some semblance of consciousness, your only hope of communicating your sentience, Gina was blissfully humming as she reached the halfway point in her stroll to Kelsey's house. As she walked, she exchanged a friendly wave with a rather stunning blonde woman who had politely inquired if Gina had seen her son. Mentally picturing a boy with resemblance to the towering, buxom lady, there wasn't a shred of connection between this woman's child and the squishy toy stashed beneath her foot.
Gina simply apologized that she definitely hadn't seen him before continuing on her merry way; leaving Shannon with a wistful smile as she watched her trot off. The brief, pleasant exchange was quickly forgotten by both women, and with a shrug your mother resigned she'd done all she could and you were probably fine, heading back into her house. If only Shannon had taken the two seconds required to mention the particularly interesting fact that her son was a mere inch tall, she may have saved you from the sweltering prison of Gina's shoe, not to mention all that lay ahead. But alas, Shannon's absent-mindedness cursed you in new ways all the time, leaving you to be enjoyed by Gina as she savored the comfy squish you made with every step.
Gina freely burst into Kelsey's house, announcing her arrival with a cheerful "I'm here!" as she let herself in. You experienced a brief moment of relief from the suffocating pressure of her foot when her sneakers were left at the door; But it was short-lived, as Gina's eyes locked with yours, her gaze lingering on your tiny form clinging deeply to the sole of her warm sock. She let out a delighted giggle as her foot thudded back to the floor, causing you to cry out as you once more felt the brunt of the brunette's weight.
Content that you were dutifully still in tow, Gina bounded off in search of her friend, leaving a trail of warm sock-prints in her wake. She burst into Kelsey's room, causing her friend to leap in surprise, and plopped down beside Kelsey on the bed seconds later. "G-Gina! W-What are you doing here?!" Kelsey stuttered, her eyes wide with surprise. "I mean, I'm happy to see you again so soon, but I..."
Barreling right over her friend's typical skittish demeanor, Gina charged on, and thrust her sock-clad foot into Kelsey's face. "Ta-da! Check out what I found! It's a super realistic, toy...doll...thing!"
Feeling the wave of heat, and the scent of Gina's sweat, radiating from Gina's foot just inches from her face, a rush of blood floods Kelsey's head. Fortunately, Gina was too caught up in her own enthusiasm to notice her friend's intense, glowing blush, giving Kelsey time to try to formulate a response.
Before she could though, you took your shot. "No-not true! I'm a person..." your limbs and entire body wiggled about wildly as Gina flexed and stretched her foot, and Kelsey finally seemed to notice your presence among the dirt and lint of the girl's sock.
But before Kelsey could even process what was happening, Gina burst out laughing and quickly clamped her feet together, effortlessly silencing any further outbursts between the thick padding of her moist socks. "Not now, little guy! We're talking!" she exclaimed, her voice interrupted by her own giggles.
Her eyes wide, Kelsey watched in earnest as her friend so casually, with such glee, squished and mangled the seemingly sentient little person between her toes. "Gina...you're sure? You don't think there's any chance that he's...a real, tiny boy?"
Both girls attention trained on your persistent struggles, Gina confidently shook her head at the very suggestion. "No way, Kels. My mom made quick work of that theory; No real person at this toy's size could have survived being squished flat beneath Mom's butt the first time, let alone the tenth!"
Kelsey's face flushed a beet-red as she pictured the scenario, something Gina once again missed as she peeled your frame from the wet fibers of her socked foot, tossing you down between the two girls where you took a much-needed breather.
With Gina just enjoying watching you, Kelsey broke the silence, trying to sound casual, "So, let's say it's not a real person, why would someone make such a toy?" She didn't want to hurt her cute, albeit somewhat aloof, friend's feelings, but would do her best to lead her to understand you really couldn't be a toy.
But Gina didn't seem to understand the question. "What do you mean? It's so much fun to play with! Watch this!"
As your crumpled body is willed back to life, you begin scrambling across the expanse of the plush bed, desperate to put as much distance between yourself and Gina as possible. Every inch you gain is priceless, a small victory in a desperate bid for survival. But just seconds into your frantic effort, a dark shadow falls over you.
Gina effortlessly hops and scoots over a few inches, flushing Kelsey's cheeks anew as they came within inches of each other, Gina's body moving with a speed and agility that's both impressive and terrifying at your stature. She catches you beneath the expanse of her warm thigh, smearing you into the soft, plush skin. As she leans to one side, she presents her catch to Kelsey, your squished body leaving a subtle indent mistakable for a mere sticker.
Gina's laughter is a mocking taunt that makes your tiny heart sink. "Gotta be faster than that, squirt!" she jeers, her voice dripping with condescension. And with that, she allows her weight to fall back onto the bed, crushing you beneath her once more. Kelsey's voice is a distant murmur, and you can just barely make out the vestiges of her voice continuing to ask questions and make comments beneath the crushing weight of Gina's body.
Truly Kelsey was bewildered. She knew Gina and Mary as two of the most gorgeous, kind, and loving women she'd ever met. While nothing had changed about that, watching her so blissfully dominate something she saw as nothing more than her property...it was...stirring all kinds of emotions within her.
Gina's voice is still clear buried beneath her thigh, as she hops and wiggles atop your tiny body, "Yea, aren't I lucky to have found it?! My mom thought it might be broken too, or at the very least stuck on this setting."
Suddenly, Gina's weight lifts, and you're snatched from the darkness. You're hovering in mid-air, suspended by Gina's fingers. You can feel Gina's breath washing over you, her eyes beaming with excitement.
"Change mode! Mute! Power down! Get smaller!"
Your visage filled with the plush expanse of the smiling young woman's lips as she barks commands, you tremble at the prospect she may return you to your prior-tested role as chewing gum. Summoning what little courage you had, you stammer out your response. "I-I can't do any of those things! I'm r-really just a person, just like yo--"
With a dismissive role of her eyes at your typical noncompliance, Gina tossed you into the depths of her mouth just as you feared, her tongue making quick work at silencing your pleas as it pressed you flat against the roof of her mouth before navigating you towards the side.
The sound of Gina's happy smacking and slurping filled the air, accompanied by Kelsey's fascinated gaze. Your tanned form was visible between the gaps of Gina's lips, and Kelsey watched with ravenous interest as you were chewed and licked.
Gina's voice was a deafening boom at your proximity, "Oh well, I like it more in this mode anyways! If Mom or whoever else wants to try and break it in to teach it some new tricks that's cool too." You felt a surge of fear at those words, but they were met with a nod of agreement from Kelsey.
But then, in a sudden change of heart, Gina's demeanor shifted. "Ah! How rude of me! I'm sorry, Kels!" she exclaimed. "Here, you can play with it too!" With a brazen flick of her tongue, Gina spat you out into Kelsey's hand, a warm, squishy blob dripping in saliva.
As Gina excused herself to the bathroom, you found yourself alone with Kelsey, who gazed down at you with a mixture of curiosity and interest. You lay there, helpless and vulnerable, unsure of what she had in store for you.
As Kelsey gazed down at you, her eyes were fixed intently on the saliva that still clung to your tiny form. She seemed to be mesmerized by the sticky, syrupy droplets, and for a moment, you worried that she might be just as eager to savor you as Gina was, albeit for different reasons.
"Please, no more..." you managed to choke out, trying to compose yourself despite the suffocating sensation of Gina's saliva still clinging to you.
But to your surprise, Kelsey's expression changed as she gazed at you. She looked at you with a mixture of pity and concern, as if she had suddenly remembered that you were a sentient being.
"Aww, no don't worry, I'm not going to squish you, dude," Kelsey said, her voice softening as she looked at you with a hint of kindness. You weren't sure what to make of her sudden change in demeanor, but you were grateful that she didn't seem to be interested in harming you.
She continued...
The fact that she was now simply walking and not jogging was little consolation considering your relocation to the inside of the very same green running shoes, still warm from her prior run. With fresh heat and sweat building drastically as the afternoon summer sun beat down on Gina anew, the air was so dense with Gina's scent that it threatened to overwhelm you to delirium.
As you fought to maintain some semblance of consciousness, your only hope of communicating your sentience, Gina was blissfully humming as she reached the halfway point in her stroll to Kelsey's house. As she walked, she exchanged a friendly wave with a rather stunning blonde woman who had politely inquired if Gina had seen her son. Mentally picturing a boy with resemblance to the towering, buxom lady, there wasn't a shred of connection between this woman's child and the squishy toy stashed beneath her foot.
Gina simply apologized that she definitely hadn't seen him before continuing on her merry way; leaving Shannon with a wistful smile as she watched her trot off. The brief, pleasant exchange was quickly forgotten by both women, and with a shrug your mother resigned she'd done all she could and you were probably fine, heading back into her house. If only Shannon had taken the two seconds required to mention the particularly interesting fact that her son was a mere inch tall, she may have saved you from the sweltering prison of Gina's shoe, not to mention all that lay ahead. But alas, Shannon's absent-mindedness cursed you in new ways all the time, leaving you to be enjoyed by Gina as she savored the comfy squish you made with every step.
Gina freely burst into Kelsey's house, announcing her arrival with a cheerful "I'm here!" as she let herself in. You experienced a brief moment of relief from the suffocating pressure of her foot when her sneakers were left at the door; But it was short-lived, as Gina's eyes locked with yours, her gaze lingering on your tiny form clinging deeply to the sole of her warm sock. She let out a delighted giggle as her foot thudded back to the floor, causing you to cry out as you once more felt the brunt of the brunette's weight.
Content that you were dutifully still in tow, Gina bounded off in search of her friend, leaving a trail of warm sock-prints in her wake. She burst into Kelsey's room, causing her friend to leap in surprise, and plopped down beside Kelsey on the bed seconds later. "G-Gina! W-What are you doing here?!" Kelsey stuttered, her eyes wide with surprise. "I mean, I'm happy to see you again so soon, but I..."
Barreling right over her friend's typical skittish demeanor, Gina charged on, and thrust her sock-clad foot into Kelsey's face. "Ta-da! Check out what I found! It's a super realistic, toy...doll...thing!"
Feeling the wave of heat, and the scent of Gina's sweat, radiating from Gina's foot just inches from her face, a rush of blood floods Kelsey's head. Fortunately, Gina was too caught up in her own enthusiasm to notice her friend's intense, glowing blush, giving Kelsey time to try to formulate a response.
Before she could though, you took your shot. "No-not true! I'm a person..." your limbs and entire body wiggled about wildly as Gina flexed and stretched her foot, and Kelsey finally seemed to notice your presence among the dirt and lint of the girl's sock.
But before Kelsey could even process what was happening, Gina burst out laughing and quickly clamped her feet together, effortlessly silencing any further outbursts between the thick padding of her moist socks. "Not now, little guy! We're talking!" she exclaimed, her voice interrupted by her own giggles.
Her eyes wide, Kelsey watched in earnest as her friend so casually, with such glee, squished and mangled the seemingly sentient little person between her toes. "Gina...you're sure? You don't think there's any chance that he's...a real, tiny boy?"
Both girls attention trained on your persistent struggles, Gina confidently shook her head at the very suggestion. "No way, Kels. My mom made quick work of that theory; No real person at this toy's size could have survived being squished flat beneath Mom's butt the first time, let alone the tenth!"
Kelsey's face flushed a beet-red as she pictured the scenario, something Gina once again missed as she peeled your frame from the wet fibers of her socked foot, tossing you down between the two girls where you took a much-needed breather.
With Gina just enjoying watching you, Kelsey broke the silence, trying to sound casual, "So, let's say it's not a real person, why would someone make such a toy?" She didn't want to hurt her cute, albeit somewhat aloof, friend's feelings, but would do her best to lead her to understand you really couldn't be a toy.
But Gina didn't seem to understand the question. "What do you mean? It's so much fun to play with! Watch this!"
As your crumpled body is willed back to life, you begin scrambling across the expanse of the plush bed, desperate to put as much distance between yourself and Gina as possible. Every inch you gain is priceless, a small victory in a desperate bid for survival. But just seconds into your frantic effort, a dark shadow falls over you.
Gina effortlessly hops and scoots over a few inches, flushing Kelsey's cheeks anew as they came within inches of each other, Gina's body moving with a speed and agility that's both impressive and terrifying at your stature. She catches you beneath the expanse of her warm thigh, smearing you into the soft, plush skin. As she leans to one side, she presents her catch to Kelsey, your squished body leaving a subtle indent mistakable for a mere sticker.
Gina's laughter is a mocking taunt that makes your tiny heart sink. "Gotta be faster than that, squirt!" she jeers, her voice dripping with condescension. And with that, she allows her weight to fall back onto the bed, crushing you beneath her once more. Kelsey's voice is a distant murmur, and you can just barely make out the vestiges of her voice continuing to ask questions and make comments beneath the crushing weight of Gina's body.
Truly Kelsey was bewildered. She knew Gina and Mary as two of the most gorgeous, kind, and loving women she'd ever met. While nothing had changed about that, watching her so blissfully dominate something she saw as nothing more than her property...it was...stirring all kinds of emotions within her.
Gina's voice is still clear buried beneath her thigh, as she hops and wiggles atop your tiny body, "Yea, aren't I lucky to have found it?! My mom thought it might be broken too, or at the very least stuck on this setting."
Suddenly, Gina's weight lifts, and you're snatched from the darkness. You're hovering in mid-air, suspended by Gina's fingers. You can feel Gina's breath washing over you, her eyes beaming with excitement.
"Change mode! Mute! Power down! Get smaller!"
Your visage filled with the plush expanse of the smiling young woman's lips as she barks commands, you tremble at the prospect she may return you to your prior-tested role as chewing gum. Summoning what little courage you had, you stammer out your response. "I-I can't do any of those things! I'm r-really just a person, just like yo--"
With a dismissive role of her eyes at your typical noncompliance, Gina tossed you into the depths of her mouth just as you feared, her tongue making quick work at silencing your pleas as it pressed you flat against the roof of her mouth before navigating you towards the side.
The sound of Gina's happy smacking and slurping filled the air, accompanied by Kelsey's fascinated gaze. Your tanned form was visible between the gaps of Gina's lips, and Kelsey watched with ravenous interest as you were chewed and licked.
Gina's voice was a deafening boom at your proximity, "Oh well, I like it more in this mode anyways! If Mom or whoever else wants to try and break it in to teach it some new tricks that's cool too." You felt a surge of fear at those words, but they were met with a nod of agreement from Kelsey.
But then, in a sudden change of heart, Gina's demeanor shifted. "Ah! How rude of me! I'm sorry, Kels!" she exclaimed. "Here, you can play with it too!" With a brazen flick of her tongue, Gina spat you out into Kelsey's hand, a warm, squishy blob dripping in saliva.
As Gina excused herself to the bathroom, you found yourself alone with Kelsey, who gazed down at you with a mixture of curiosity and interest. You lay there, helpless and vulnerable, unsure of what she had in store for you.
As Kelsey gazed down at you, her eyes were fixed intently on the saliva that still clung to your tiny form. She seemed to be mesmerized by the sticky, syrupy droplets, and for a moment, you worried that she might be just as eager to savor you as Gina was, albeit for different reasons.
"Please, no more..." you managed to choke out, trying to compose yourself despite the suffocating sensation of Gina's saliva still clinging to you.
But to your surprise, Kelsey's expression changed as she gazed at you. She looked at you with a mixture of pity and concern, as if she had suddenly remembered that you were a sentient being.
"Aww, no don't worry, I'm not going to squish you, dude," Kelsey said, her voice softening as she looked at you with a hint of kindness. You weren't sure what to make of her sudden change in demeanor, but you were grateful that she didn't seem to be interested in harming you.
She continued...
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