Anklet, toe ring and small chains.
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 13
"Um... what is that?" you ask nervously.
"Here, put these on!" Your mom commands as she tosses a cardboard card with wide metal anklets and bracelets imbedded.
"What are those?" you ask as your mom studies the anklet and toe ring while fumbling over what appears to be instructions.
"Just put them on!" she commands again. You stand frozen in confusion. You mom lowers the instructions and looks angrily at you.
"I won't ask again," she threatens, "put those shackles on or you can spend the night with Pam."
You lift up one of the larger ankle shackle and study it. You can't open it.
"It doesn't open." You comment as your watch your mom lift up a remote and press a button. With a peep all the shackles spring open. "Now put them on."
You place it over your ankle and clamp it shut. I fits a little uncomfortably and you try several seconds to open it again but it's impossible to do.
As your mom slips the toe ring over her second toe and wraps the anklet around her ankle, you finish placing all the shackles on your ankles and wrists.
"Here's the best part," your mom quips as she lifts up two small chains in each hand and whips the ends towards your feet. With a loud click, the ends connect magnetically to your ankle shackles. You mom pulls the chains towards her and you fall onto your back as you are lifted upside down into the air You hear your mom giggle loudly as her massive foot rests on the bed below you and you are lowered arms first towards her toes.
As you get closer, you feel the magnetic force between your wrist shackles and her toe ring pull your arms towards it. As you make contact with a dreadful clank your wrists are now fixed to the toe ring. You struggle to pull away, but the force is too strong. Two more metal clanks indicate that the chains are now linked from your ankles to the anklet adorning the massive ankle rising menacingly above your stretched out body atop your mother's foot.
Her smiling face rises above her bent knee to examine you. She wiggles her toes and your arms flay about wildly from the movement.
"There we go," your mom exclaims triumphantly, "my little boy safely tucked on mommy's foot."
"Mom, " you groan in slight pain, "I don't like this."
"It's for the best Ken, I'm going to be in a bikini most of the time and this is the only way I can keep you safe. Believe me, this was the best option of all the things I saw at the store. You don't even want to know what other apparatus or toys or such that they had for tinies like you. I'm sure you'd prefer this than being kept in my bra or underwear!"
Your mom observes as your struggle to pull your arms or legs away from the magnetic force holding them in place. She giggles at your struggles and wiggles her toes, making it more difficult for you.
"Don't worry dear," she reassures as she begins unwinding some of the anklet chain around her ankle. This can be let out and I can attach you to the end so when I'm not walking around you can move about at my feet. It'll give you some breathing room and besides, Pam suggested that you could give us foot rubs at the pool. I think it's an appropriate punishment for spoiling my surprise don't you think?" Your mom winks down at your horrified face.
"Now, I need to get ready, and I think it's best I just put you somewhere safe, I'm pretty sure you don't want to shower with me," she teases and she reaches down towards the anklet.
"Here, put these on!" Your mom commands as she tosses a cardboard card with wide metal anklets and bracelets imbedded.
"What are those?" you ask as your mom studies the anklet and toe ring while fumbling over what appears to be instructions.
"Just put them on!" she commands again. You stand frozen in confusion. You mom lowers the instructions and looks angrily at you.
"I won't ask again," she threatens, "put those shackles on or you can spend the night with Pam."
You lift up one of the larger ankle shackle and study it. You can't open it.
"It doesn't open." You comment as your watch your mom lift up a remote and press a button. With a peep all the shackles spring open. "Now put them on."
You place it over your ankle and clamp it shut. I fits a little uncomfortably and you try several seconds to open it again but it's impossible to do.
As your mom slips the toe ring over her second toe and wraps the anklet around her ankle, you finish placing all the shackles on your ankles and wrists.
"Here's the best part," your mom quips as she lifts up two small chains in each hand and whips the ends towards your feet. With a loud click, the ends connect magnetically to your ankle shackles. You mom pulls the chains towards her and you fall onto your back as you are lifted upside down into the air You hear your mom giggle loudly as her massive foot rests on the bed below you and you are lowered arms first towards her toes.
As you get closer, you feel the magnetic force between your wrist shackles and her toe ring pull your arms towards it. As you make contact with a dreadful clank your wrists are now fixed to the toe ring. You struggle to pull away, but the force is too strong. Two more metal clanks indicate that the chains are now linked from your ankles to the anklet adorning the massive ankle rising menacingly above your stretched out body atop your mother's foot.
Her smiling face rises above her bent knee to examine you. She wiggles her toes and your arms flay about wildly from the movement.
"There we go," your mom exclaims triumphantly, "my little boy safely tucked on mommy's foot."
"Mom, " you groan in slight pain, "I don't like this."
"It's for the best Ken, I'm going to be in a bikini most of the time and this is the only way I can keep you safe. Believe me, this was the best option of all the things I saw at the store. You don't even want to know what other apparatus or toys or such that they had for tinies like you. I'm sure you'd prefer this than being kept in my bra or underwear!"
Your mom observes as your struggle to pull your arms or legs away from the magnetic force holding them in place. She giggles at your struggles and wiggles her toes, making it more difficult for you.
"Don't worry dear," she reassures as she begins unwinding some of the anklet chain around her ankle. This can be let out and I can attach you to the end so when I'm not walking around you can move about at my feet. It'll give you some breathing room and besides, Pam suggested that you could give us foot rubs at the pool. I think it's an appropriate punishment for spoiling my surprise don't you think?" Your mom winks down at your horrified face.
"Now, I need to get ready, and I think it's best I just put you somewhere safe, I'm pretty sure you don't want to shower with me," she teases and she reaches down towards the anklet.
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June 3, 2023
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