may or may not be Allen
Tiny Brother VS Big Sister
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
askaron
Christine looked closely at the insole, but wasn't sure if it was Allen or not. Carrie continued to urge her to try out the insole, so she gave in with a laugh. "It's fine, mom, I'll try them out, but let's check on Allen afterwards."
Carrie sighed. "We'll check on him as soon as we're done, okay? I want to finish the second insole so we can put everything away."
There was no point in arguing with her mother now; it was easier and more effective to just do what she wanted. They would look for Allen afterwards, just to be on the safe side. Christine slipped out of her left shoe and placed the insole inside. It fit perfectly. Then she put the shoe back on and stood up to take a few steps and feel how comfortable the insole was.
For you it was horror, of all the people in the world, your sister was the one who was worried about you. Your tormentor. and your mother prevented you from being spared the fate of being used as an insole by Christine. You could feel the damp warmth of the shoe, its smell, which was intense to you. Then your sister's foot came, familiar because she had often stepped on you. But this was a different level of agony. Your body was like a gel-filled balloon and with every step your sister took, you felt like your body was about to burst.
In fact, your body adapted perfectly to her foot and gently cushioned every step she took. Christine was amazed at how comfortable this insole was, it felt like she was walking on clouds. "Brilliant mum, it's super comfortable. I need a second one!" When that thing was Allen she was walking around on, he was really useful for her feet for the first time.
She sat back down at the table and helped her mother make another insole. If this one felt the same as the first one she would be relieved. Then the probability would be lower that it was really her brother who was lying in her shoe under her foot. Besides, they would look for him straight away.
Carrie was thrilled with the device; it seemed to work perfectly. She just didn't have the nerve to look for Allen again, she would much rather have dinner with her daughter and then go to sleep. Her son wouldn't run away. "What do you think if we quickly go to the pizzeria at the end of the road and have dinner there?" She asked her daughter as she tried out the second sole and seemed very satisfied.
Carrie sighed. "We'll check on him as soon as we're done, okay? I want to finish the second insole so we can put everything away."
There was no point in arguing with her mother now; it was easier and more effective to just do what she wanted. They would look for Allen afterwards, just to be on the safe side. Christine slipped out of her left shoe and placed the insole inside. It fit perfectly. Then she put the shoe back on and stood up to take a few steps and feel how comfortable the insole was.
For you it was horror, of all the people in the world, your sister was the one who was worried about you. Your tormentor. and your mother prevented you from being spared the fate of being used as an insole by Christine. You could feel the damp warmth of the shoe, its smell, which was intense to you. Then your sister's foot came, familiar because she had often stepped on you. But this was a different level of agony. Your body was like a gel-filled balloon and with every step your sister took, you felt like your body was about to burst.
In fact, your body adapted perfectly to her foot and gently cushioned every step she took. Christine was amazed at how comfortable this insole was, it felt like she was walking on clouds. "Brilliant mum, it's super comfortable. I need a second one!" When that thing was Allen she was walking around on, he was really useful for her feet for the first time.
She sat back down at the table and helped her mother make another insole. If this one felt the same as the first one she would be relieved. Then the probability would be lower that it was really her brother who was lying in her shoe under her foot. Besides, they would look for him straight away.
Carrie was thrilled with the device; it seemed to work perfectly. She just didn't have the nerve to look for Allen again, she would much rather have dinner with her daughter and then go to sleep. Her son wouldn't run away. "What do you think if we quickly go to the pizzeria at the end of the road and have dinner there?" She asked her daughter as she tried out the second sole and seemed very satisfied.
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