IN SHOE DIARIES by Ziggy part 1

      It all began in September of 94. Timothy Schmetzelheimer, the son of a single
      mother and youngest of two sisters, moved into a new home in San Diego,
      California. Timmothy was not thrilled about moving to California..I mean who
      in their right mind is? But his mother was forced to relocate in order to keep
      her job. On the other hand, his sisters Elizabeth -18- and Alison -20- were
      actually looking forward to moving to the sunshine state - yuck!. Timothy was
      about 16 by now. He was of average stature being not too short not too tall.
      He was dark haired and becoming more and more handsome. As puberty started
      kicking in, he grew larger and larger. his muscles bagan to take shape, his
      voice was deepening, and his overall chemistry was changing from that of a
      child to that of an adult. What a time it was for Timothy! He was young and
      alive and coming out..in more ways than one. Timmothy was an A student, a
      dreamer and was already making plans for graduation. His future was ahead of
      him, and what a bright future it all seemed. But, unbeknownst to himself,
      things were about to change in Timothy's life, and his fate was soon to be
      sealed in the deepest and most secret parts of his mind. For as long as
      Timothy could remember he had always had a fetish for women's feet. He would
      look at them in magazines and when the former were not available he would draw
      pictures of them and imagine touching them with his face and smelling them.
      Although Timothy knew nothing of fetishism or even the origins of his strange
      desire, he continued to pursue his fantasies ni his mind day in and day out.
      As Timothy started in his new school he became even more withdrawn and
      intraverted. Everytime he would see a female's foot his mind would wonder and
      he would lose track of all time and space. Timmy was definately an extremely
      bright, if not unusual boy. Nonetheless, his A average slipped to hardly a D
      as he wasted away, slipping more and more in his thoughts and seemingly losing
      control of his mind. Concerned about Timmy's incessant day dreaming, teacher,
      Ms San Marco, called a meeting with his mother. Poor Timmy's mother was not
      sure what to make of it. Sure, he had an imagination, he always had, but it
      had never interferred in his work. Ms. San Marco suggested to Timmy's mother
      to assign him a mentor to speak with him and allow him an outlet with which to
      vent any hidden anxiety. His mentor would meet with him 3 times a week during
      his P.E. class and would allow Timmy the chance to form a relationship in a
      non-threatening atmosphere. And so, in the company of Ms. San Marco and his
      mother, Timmy's fate was to be sealed next week starting Monday.

      that weekend Timothy's mother explained to him that he will be meeting with a
      mentor three times a week during his gym class. Not being much of an athlete
      Timmy had little objection, his only concern was however, that it made him
      feel as though he were handicapped in some way. Assuring him of the
      harmelesness of such counsel, Timmy's mother set his worries to rest. The
      following Monday Timmy was awoken around 6:30, his usual time, ate his
      breakfast and head out side to the bus stop. On his way out his mother
      reminded him that he would be meeting with his new mentor during his gym class
      and not to forget. "Yeah I know whatever" Timmy answered, and rushed out the
      door. While on the bus tImmy was contemplating what it was he would say to the
      mentor. He never was a good conversationalist and so would often make plans
      about what he could possibly discuss beforehand. While contemplating Timmy
      realized that his mentor may ask him about what draws his attention away from
      his studies. Full knowing the answer to such a question would be inappropriate
      to anounce publicly, Timmy quickly thought up false reason. He would just tell
      them he dreamed about being a fireman or something..."Yeah, that oughta work"
      he thought to himself. that day during his 3rd period P.E. class Timothy,
      forgetting his scheduled appointment with his mentor siuted up as usuall
      wearing those scanty black polyester gymn shorts and the itchy grey t-shirt.
      As he walked out to paricipate in whatever b.s. sport the coach had planned
      for the day he was called out of que and told to report to the office. Timmy's
      mind began to race as he tried to imagine what it could be for, but on his way
      to there he realized that he was supposed to go to meet with his new mentor.
      Timmy took a sigh of relief as he realized that he was actually not in
      trouble. As he entered the office he noticed a very fine looking woman who
      seemed, to him, to be somewhere between the ages of 30 and 40. She was
      typically anglo with long wavy blonde hair with shortened bangs. Her skin tone
      was somewhat darkened but not to the point of looking like a dried up peice fo
      toast, more like a bagel. Her features were not so sharp, her nose was little
      big, and her eyes rather roundish. But she maintained considerable beauty,
      however unrefined it might seem. She was wearing a white blouse and a red
      knee-length skirt. Of even more consequence to Timmy though was the fact that
      she was wearing black stockings encased by a fashionable pair of black pumps
      at her feet. Timothy eyed this females feet until she stood up and introdueced
      herself to him. "Timmy?" she asked. "Huh...what!?" Timmy rpelied, startled at
      being caught during his intense observation. "Timmy, my name is Gail Smith, I
      am your mentor." "huh..oh..hi I'm Timmy it's a pleasure", Timmy said. "Well,
      the feeling is mutual...I am glad we have this oppurtunity to talk together, I
      hope much will come of it." cooed Gail. With that Gail led Timmy down the hall
      into a small private office room were they can be left to speak in private.
      The room was not much larger than a closet, but they had still managed to
      somehow fit a desk into it. Around the desk there were two school chairs
      situated across from one another. As they both sat down and made themselves
      comfortable Gail began a series of preliminary questions to break the ice. All
      the while she dangled her pumps from her black stockinged foot as she sat with
      her legs crossed. Ouch!, this caused Timmy to lose track of the conversation
      and slip into daze. The song Purple haze started ringing in his mind as he
      eyed Gail's feet. His vision got blurred as his thoughts raced with images of
      her foot coming down on his face and the smell overtaking him. He also
      imagined being the size of a fly and getting caught inside of her pump as her
      hot, moist, and smelly foot was inserted in and out. Although he did try to
      answer her questions as best he could he just couldnt focus on anything but
      Gail's feet. Then Gail raised her voice a bit.."Timothy! Are you with me?"
      "huh..yeah..I'm sorry" Timmy said as he frantically searched for an excuse, "I
      am just tired thats all." Gail, noticing his wandering eye took note and said,
      "I understand, we all get tired sometimes." She then moved a bit closer to
      Timmy to test his resolve until her foot was nearly touching his leg. she
      continued her conversation casually as she began to dangle her pump even more
      vehemently this time. She then slipped her feet out of her pumps and, knowing
      that her feet smelled a bit strong rested them on the desk next to Timmy.
      Timmy, catching a faint wiff of her pungent odour, attempted to turn his head
      as casually as possible toward her feet in order to get a better one. As he
      did , Gail began to move her feet off the desk and said "I'm sorry do my feet
      bother you, I hope they dont smell.." she devilishly smiled and wiggled her
      toes..."It's so comfortable to rest my tired feet up here, they dont bother
      you do they?" Timmy quickly responded, "Of course not, I dont mind." Gail then
      smiled and wiggled her toes. "So what is it that you think about when you day
      dream?" Gail asked. Without thinking Timmy said "feet"...doh! Timmy turned red
      immediatly, "I mean ..meat..I like lots of meat..I cant wait to get home and
      eat meat...I like red meat, chicjen meat, even horse meat and sometimes......"
      Gail interrupted "It's ok...you like feet...I heard you loud and clear along
      time ago." Just then Timmy's erection was exposed as it portuded out of his
      tight black gymn shorts. He tried to cover it with his shirt and crossed his
      legs but it was no use. Gail, having noticed this said.."It's ok, I know what
      where dealing with here and it is nothing that a little behaviour modification
      cant handle." With that she asked Timmy to stand up, but Timmy was too
      embarrased to stand up on account of his buldging erection and refused. Gail
      then said, "Ok you have a choice...smell my feet or stand up", Timmy began to
      sweat as he was being forced to expose himself in one of two ways. If he
      smelled her feet he would be exposing his foot fetish, if he stood up he would
      be exposing his erection, which could be inferred that it came from his fetish
      for feet..so either wayTimmy was screwed. Chosing the better of the two, Timmy
      refused to stand up and Gail then moved her feet from the table and towards
      his face. She smiled all the while, gazing deep into Timothy's eyes and
      pulling out his fetish as if it she were plucking a root from the ground. As
      her toes moved in to his face Timmy could smell the strong musty odour of her
      feet. They were in one sense raunchy and repulsive but in another they seemed
      to be completely arousing. Nonetheless Timmy turned away his head in seeming
      disgust but was immedietly pursued by Gail's smelly feet. She laughed and
      gigled at Timmy's plight and told him if he didnt stand he would have to keep
      smelling her feet. Timmy could not contain his embarrasment, he almost cried
      knowing that his deepest darkest fantasies were being exposed. On the other
      hand they werre also being realized as Timothy was actually for the first time
      able to smell a woman's feet. Needless to say Timmy's young erection was
      throbbing full force. Timmy decided that instead of exposing his
      erection..which would be indecent, he would continue to smell her feet and
      pretend to not like it. Gail then removed her feet from his face and said...ok
      I have tortured you enough with my stinky feet and then put her pumps back on
      her feet. As she did this Tommy contiued to stare as she slipped each one of
      her stockinged feet into the pumps. Gail, then said.."ok We are going to have
      to begin this behaviour modification as soon as possible." She then pulled out
      a small bottle of pills. The cover was blank and there was no label on the
      front to indicate what it was. she then took a tiny pill about the size of a
      celery seed and told Timmy to swallow it. Timmypicked it up out of her hand
      and swallowed it, then he asked what it was. Then Gail said...let's wait 5
      minutes for it to be effective. After the 5 minutes was over Timmy still felt
      perfectly normal. "ok now what? I dont feel anything?" Gail said, "you dont
      have to, not until I do this.." With that Gail licked her thumb and
      foerefinger and leaned forward and wiped her wet fingers on Timmy's nostrils
      "Grooss!!" Timmy yelled as he puled away,"what did you do tha........" Then
      Timmy began to feel dizzy and disoriented, as if her were fallling. he
      suddenly felt a heavy weight upon him as if piles and piles of heavy thick
      cloth were being piled atop him. finally Timmy found himself lying against the
      cold hard floor and was covered by a thick cloth of some sort. Everything,
      seemed as though it could have been real until Timmy realized that his bare
      bumm was touching the cold floor. The piles of cloth on top of him began to
      shift and move and then a cold draft flowed over him as he saw the what seemed
      to be a giant pair of black gym shorts ascending upward. As the shorts exposed
      him to the light, Timy looked up and saw a sight that chilled him to his
      bones. It was Gail's face looking down on him. He then looked straight ahead
      and saw her stockinged feet in her black pumps and looked back up her mile-
      high legs and towards her face again. "You are now only three centimeters
      high, give or take a few millimeters." Gail roared from up high. Timmy
      realizing his height yelled up at her in fright but Gail could not make out
      what he was saying nor did she think it important. She then bellowed down to
      him and said, "This is your behaviour modification, now anytime someone feels
      the need to shrink all they need do is lick their fingers and wipe your
      nostrils and you will shrink. You will remain a tiny littly boy so long as you
      dont smell the feet of women for at least 15-30 minutes. But as long as you
      smell female feet you will stay small." Timmy began to shiver, being totally
      naked and exposed and Gail noticing said... "Ok here let me warm you up." With
      that she slipped off both of her shoes and hovered her right foot over tiny
      Tim. The musty, somewhat cheesy smell was not particularly pleasant and was
      considerably stronger than before, even as it only hovered above him. Then her
      foot descended upon Tiimy. Scarred Timmy tried to run but was so small that he
      was not able to get far enough away before Gail's foot nudged him in the back
      and knocked him forward. "Now if you dont want to get hurt you need to stay
      still Timmy" Gail ordered Afraid Timmy stopped and stood before her,
      unwillingly erect. Gail then caught Timmy between her left and right foot and
      sandwiched him. she then grabbed timmy's head in between her toes with her
      right foot and grabbed the rest of him with the toes on her left foot, Timmy
      could now only smell the rancid stink from Gail's feet and feel the rough hose
      caress his body and rub up against his sensitive cock. Timmy struggled a bit
      but Gail would only tighten her grip on him. She fondled poor Tim for over5
      mins. and then released him. "Ok now lay flat on your back while I explain
      what will happen to you." Gail again ordered. Timmy obeyed, but was shivering
      partly from the cold breeze he was now exposed to again but mostly out of
      nervousness. Then Gail lowered her rancid foot down upon Timmy and covered his
      whole frame with her toes alone. She then squeezed and manipulated Tim to fit
      into her crevices horizontally and left him to soak in her foot sweat. She
      then began to explain to him... "Ok heres the deal Timmy. Everytime you
      misbehave or day dream you will be consequently shrunk and forced to smell a
      woman's feet, I have already spoken to your step- mother about this and she
      agrees and assured me that your step-sisters will be more than happy to help.
      Also, I have spoken with all of your teachers and the principal Mrs.
      Broomhilda, and they have all assured me that if you misbehave they will
      punish you in this way and may even employ the assisitance of other female
      students. Now one last thing....Becasue clothes dont shrink, only you do, you
      will be naked everytime. In the event that you should be at the feet of woman
      you should suggest that they wrap your body in toilette paper or something to
      protect your privates from being fondled as it has often occurred that little
      boys like you have been unwillingly forced into ejaculation at the feet of
      their punishers." With that Gail liften up her foot from Timy leaving him hot,
      disheaveled and wet with the stench of her feet. Timmy just lie there, fully
      erect, scarred and began to contemplate what might come of this. Images of his
      step-sisters playing foot torture games with him just for fun seemed
      unbearable and then it seemed even worse to imagine his own step-mother doing
      such a thing. Sure they were only step-family, but he had lived with his
      siblings as siblings for well over ten years and he had lived with his step-
      mother as a step-mother for the same time. It just didnt seem right. Gail then
      said, "Well this concludes our first meeting, there will be plenty more too
      come. But dont' worry there is good news. In order to catch up on this whole
      new system you have been given the day off today and tomorrow to get used to
      it. Your step- mother was'nt able to pick you up today but your older step-
      sister Alicia is here to pick you up, I suggested that she wear yuou homein
      her shoe to give you a feel for it, but not to be too tough on you today as
      its your first day." Gail then reached down towards Tiny Tim and with her
      gigantic thumb and forefinger grabbed Timmy and lifted him up. After placing
      him in the palm of her hand she began to walk out of the room collecting
      Timmy's clothes in her other arm. As they entered the main office Timmy
      noticed his Sister Alicia sitting in the chair waiting. When she saw Gail
      Smith and her little step-brother enter the office she exclaimed "Oh my
      goodness! HA! look at you...your just my fit I think." Timmy looked in horror
      as his sister began to remove her right black strap-on clog exposing a black
      stockinged foot that looked a bit wet from perspiration. His sister then
      smiled at him and told Gail to put him in. As Alicia lifted up her clog to
      just under the Gail's hand that held him Timmy began to smell a foul rancid
      odour from below him. As he looked down he starred into the black, selly pit
      of Alicia's clog and was overcome by fear. Timothy then began to struggle and
      fight and tried to get lose from Gail's grip, but it was of no use. Gail and
      Alicia looked at him and laughed...finding his plight at their feet amusing.
      Then poor Timy, unable to fight against Gail's massive fingers was soon
      overtaken by Alicia's shoe's odour as she slowly and carefully delivered him
      into the merciless stench and heat of Alicia's clog. Timmy looked around him
      and the walls of the shoe surrounded him, the light grew dimmer and the smell
      stronger and stronger. Timmy's legs finally reached the toe of the shoe and
      Gail released her vice grip and emoved her hand from the shoe. Timmy, gazing
      out into the fresh air and light outside the opening of the clog dreamed of
      being being free and large again. Then Timmy, awaiting the unspeakable squat
      down in the confines of his smelly misery. As a few moments passed Timmy began
      to wonder if his sister was truelly not as cruel as he thought her to be and
      was not going to force her foot upon him. But then the shoe shifted and Timmy
      got scared and attempted to escape by making run for the opening. But just as
      he reached the entrancway of the clog, and just when the air seemes to get
      fresher, Timmy saw Alicia's hot sweaty, black stockinged foot move towards him
      and into the shoe. It was too late, before Timmy had escaped the walls of his
      shoe prison Alicia had pushed him back into the rank depths of her clog and
      this time her foot had invaded his space. In fact, It was so crowded that
      Timmy could hardly breath being squished between the tips of Alicia's toes and
      the end of the clog. Then Alicia's toes started moving and like mighty tools
      they efficiently and quickly manipulated poor little Timmy to fit into the
      crevices of her toes. There, Timmy lie on his back starring up at a hunk of
      hot, sweaty flesh encased in a rough mesh of black, also soaked in rancid
      stink. Not only could Timmy feel various warm, wet and smelly hunks of flesh
      against his whole body including his mid-region, but the smell was
      overwhelmingly powerfull and Timmy could not escape the odour whether he
      breathed through his mouth or nose. Tim could here a few faint sounds and
      voices, but amidst the sweltering heat and sharp stench, all else grew dull.
      The following story will account what odifourous adventures and or misfortunes
      our hero Tiny Tim must brave at the feet of his step-sisters and step-mother.
      to be continued.....


      The humiliation was as intense as the smell. Never could Timothy have imagined
      that such a fate could befall him. Trapped at the feet of his own step-sister!
      And whats worse, her hot, moist toes were touching his and even rubbing his
      nether-regions...what a thing to happen to a 16 yr old boy! In the midst of
      his horrifying torture at the feet of Alicia, Timothy could barely make out a
      conversation between his sister and Gail. "Ok then Alicia, have fun, and make
      sure you take it easy on Timmy today..don't have to much fun. Also consider
      the fact that he is so small and fragile. you dont want to crush your own
      brother." Gail reccomended and then made her departure. With that Timmy's
      whole world began to spin as Alicia walked outside to her car. With every step
      the pressure would squeeze the air out of poor Timmy and he would have to take
      deep breathes during the intervels between when her foot made contact with the
      ground. This is, of course, not to mention the opressive heat which began to
      accumulate within her shoe. It did not take long for Timmy to become soaked in
      a thick smelly film of toe sweat and crud. It peneatrated his eyes and burned
      slightly, it seeped into his mouth and tasted more sour than vinegar, and it
      covered his body with it's acidic pungency from head to toe. Suddenly the
      movement slowed and then stopped. This was a relief for Tim who was begining
      to grow nauseas from the forcefull movemtents. Of course, all else remained as
      intolerable as before. The movement had stopped for Timmy when Alicia got into
      her car, however, it would not stop for long. Soon Tiny Tim began to feel the
      immnse pressure of Alicia's toes press up against his body. As Alicia's toes
      straightened Timmy's manly memebers would be rubbed by smelly hunks of mesh
      encased toe flesh. Yes, Alicia began a form of torture that would make Timmy
      fear women's feet. Alicia began to scrunch her toes over Timmy and manipulate
      him to erection though incessant proddings. From his dark stinky cell Timmy
      cryed out to his step-sister Alicia to have mercy and let him go...but his
      pleadings were to no avail..no one would have the ability to hear him in his
      state. Whatever fate his sister had planned for Tiny Tim had to go undisputed.
      By the time Alicia returned home with her new "foot toy" brother, Timmy's
      condition was awfull. Not only was he soaked to the bone in her awfull toe
      sweat but, his surrounding were so wet that everytime Alciia moved her toes
      over Timmy, Timmy could hear the sweat soaked insoles squish from being
      soaked. Alicia sat in the living room and turned the T.V. on, She leaned over
      and unstrapped her clogs one by one, first her left and then the one Timmy was
      in. She then removed her feet from the clogs ending with the one Timmy was in.
      As she slid her foot out of Timmy's prison those hunky moulds of wet flesh
      smeared more stink over him and forced him to slid down the to the middle of
      the shoe. Suddenly a rush of fresh cool air rushed into Timmy's encasement and
      gave Timmy a renewed hope for freedom. "If I can just escape for a moment so
      that I can grow back to normal size, then I would never let my sisters make me
      smell their feet ever!" Timmy thought to himself as he peered out into the
      giant world before him. However, his sister's stockinged leg blocked the view.
      Timmy, thinking only of escapingt he horrid stench of Alicia's clog, rushed
      out to the heel of the shoe. As he looked forward he was encountered by
      Alicia's foot rising up before him much as a bear rises up before its prey.
      Immediatly Timmy recognized that sharp vinegary odor of his sister's feet as a
      waft of stench rushed toward him. He looked up and noticed Alicia starring
      down at him with a devilish grin on her face. She boomed down on him.... "How
      do you like being your big sis's smelly foot toy huh Timmy?" She reached down
      towards him and quickly pinched his tiny, fragiel frame between her thumb and
      forefinger then lifted him up to her mouth. Timmy was now very afraid....Was
      she planning on eating him? Then she raised him up to her nostrils and
      breathed in deep and with a foul hot gust of halitosis she parted her lips and
      breathed out on him. "She must have eaten garlic today!" Timmy thought to
      himself as Alicia's breath was reminiscent of her lunch. "Boy you stink Timmy"
      echoed Alicia causing a ringing in Timmy's ears as well as another foul waft
      of bad breath. Timmy now thoughroughly repulsed shouted to Alicia and oredered
      her to stop breathing on him. Alicia, barely able to make out her little step-
      brother's pleas thought it funny now to tormetn him further. "Hi I'm Hally
      from Halhala, wHo are you-Harry? HuH?" Alicia heavily articulated making sure
      to stress the "H". By now Timmy was disgusted with the foulness of her breath
      and nearly vomited as Alicia continued to send wave after wave of hot, humid,
      evil smelling breath causing Timmy to quickly perpsire. Then Timmy's cruel
      sister tilted her head back and lifted him above her open mouth. She blew a
      hot rancid breath out onto him and said.."I'm gonna eat you Timmy hahaha!"
      Timmy, thought at first she was joking but she actually began lowering him
      into her wet and awaiting orface. "NOooooooooooooo!" screamed Timy in Terror!
      Timmy struggled to avoid his fate but was unable to prevent his descent.
      Suddenly, a steamy stream of halitosis again ebgulfed him from below as he
      entered into his step-sister's warm mouth. Then Timmy's naked frame made
      contact with her tongue and he ALicia slid him down her toungue then released
      him. Timmy was now covered in his sister's saliva...nothing could be worse
      Timmy thought as he cringed from the sliemy feeling against his privates
      caused him to grow erect again. As Timmy peered outward into the world from
      the mouth of his sister he yearned to be big again and feared that his step-
      sister was truely going to swallow him alive in order to make up for his
      inrusion in her and her sister's life 10 yrs. ago. Timmy truely grew afraid
      when Alicia slowly and deliberatly closed her mouth around Timmy. Timmy was
      now in a rancid, hot, himid, slimey and fearfull new environment. He looked
      all around him and there was nothing but slimey gums and a huge toungue
      waiting to embrace him before they deliver him into the depths of the pit
      below. just then though the door opened and in came Elizabeth, Timmy's other
      step-sister, and one of her girlfriends,. They were wearing their cheerleading
      uniforms which consisited of a black and yellow mini skirt and top. They were
      both also wearing white socks and white Keds. Elizabeth was a tall burnette
      who dyed her hair blonde and wore it up in a flimsy bun supported by fliffy
      ribbons. Elizabeth's friend - Tamatha on the other hand was a black-haired,
      olive -toned Hispanic who let her hair fall to her shoulders in wavy, hair -
      sprayed curls. As the two newly arrived girls entered the living room they saw
      Alicia who apparently had something in her mouth. "What are you eating
      Alicia?" asked Betty. Alicia responded with.."mmm mm mmm" "dont talk with your
      mouth full Alicia!" Betty jokingly responded. While suffering inside Alicia's
      mouth Timmy felt a rumbling and heard a gurgling coming from the pits of her
      stomach. Suddenly the gurgling grew louder and llouder as a waft of
      regergitated gas traceled up the esophogus to the throat until it filled
      ALicia's mouth with the foulest smelling gas one could imagine. Timmy
      immediatly passed out from the intensley hot, carbonous gas and reawakened as
      Alicia blew it out. "Excuse you!" Betty replied.To which Alicia said ,"mmm
      mmmm mmmm mm" "Swallow it or spit it out already!" Betty ordered. Then Timmy
      fell downward as Alicia tipped her head and let Timmy fall out of her mouth
      into the palm of her hand followed by a trail of saliva that covered poor
      little Timmy. Alicia laughed outloud as she gazed down at her poor, tortured
      brother. Elizabeth and her friend could not beleive their eyes at the sight of
      Tiny Tiny Tim lying in a pile of saliva in Alicia's hand. "Oh my gosh!, what
      happened to Timmy, and why was he in your mouth?" cried Betty. "What? did'nt
      mom tell you? Timmy, went to a shrink who shrunk him and told us we should
      torment him with foul smells in order for him to get better.hehehe" Alicia
      answered with a little baby's voice. "Are you serious Alicia?! Why wasn't I
      told of this?" Demanded Betty. "Well your were just told! You wanna have fun
      with him..he likes to smell feet! Why dont you and Tamatha join in?" prodded
      Alciia. "Hehehe sounds like fun..now we can bribe are little brother to be our
      slave." Betty devilishly retortrd. Tamatha was still in awe at what was
      ahppening ans stared constantly at Timmy's naked frame. Then Alicia wrapped
      her finger around Timmy and held him tightly in her grip. She then sat down
      with Betty and Tamatha on the floor in a circle and decided to play a game of
      truth of dare with Timmy. Alicia laid Timmy in the middle of the cicrle where
      he callapsed from exaustion. As the girls sat around starring at him and
      speaking about him for a moment Timmy was slowley able to rergain some of his
      former strength and stood up. As he looked around him he saw that he was
      surrounded by 3 mischevious girls awaiting an opurtunity to torture him. Betty
      got up and went for a bottle while Alicia told Tamathe to remove her keds
      which she did with no objestion as her feet were hot and sweaty from
      practicing all day in the stuffy gym. Although not so strong as before, Timmy
      was able to perseive a faint footish odour coming from all directions. At
      oneend there was the familiar vinegary smel, but on the other there was
      difficult to pinpoint..it was musty, perhaps a little crusty.and with a hint
      of popcorn..Although with all the stench from Alciia's saliva, it was hard to
      tell.Then Betty returned with the bottle and spun it..it landed on
      Alicia...."Truth of dare Betty.?" "Dare of course!" replied Betty and with
      that Alicia ordered Betty to take off her sock and place Timmy in the smelly
      toe section and then insert her foot, and put her shoe back on til the next
      round. And this Betty did. As Timmy heard the dare and the acceptance of the
      dare, he looked up and saw Betty removing her shoes, then socks.She then
      looked down on Littly Timmy said.."Well, here goes...i'm sorry to do this to
      you Timmy but your supose to get it. With that she pinched poor Timmy between
      her thumb and forefinger and lifted him up above her smelly sweat socks. She
      then dropped him in and inserted her foot overtop him...........

      As Betty delivered her younger step-brother into the damp pungency of her
      sweaty socks Timmy was overcome by the smell of her feet that, much like
      Alciia's, smelled sharp like vinegar. When he reached the tip of the sock
      Betty released her brother causing him to fall face first into the wet knit of
      her sock. His prison began to shake suddenly when Betty inserted her foot into
      the sock poor Timmy was stuck in. Then as Betty's foot made its way to the the
      end of the sock, Timmy saw his sister's toes wiggle there way toward him and
      he noticed an increase in the sharp odor. Finally, Betty's toes made contact
      with Timmy's body and forced him to lie between the crevices of her toes and
      the damp netting of her sock. Timmy's world grew even tighter when Betty put
      her keds back on her feet forcing her little brother up against her moist
      fleshy toes. Timmy heard faintly the girls giigle and laugh but he wass not in
      the least bit amused. Then his sister Betty began to wiggle her toes and
      scrunch poor tiny Tim in between her toes. OOnce again the smell and the
      rubbing of a woman's feet forcing themselves upon him caused Timmy to grow a
      throbbing erection that was unstoppable. And like this, timmy lay until the
      nect round. The girls all laughed and poun the bottle again. But it landed on
      Alicia again. Alicia, loked to Tamathe and dared Tamatha to catch Timmy with
      her smelly foot only and then pick him up with her toes and drop him in her
      shoes to wear him. Tamatha agreed with little objection. Then Tiimy felt a his
      burden lighten as Betty removed her foot from the shoe. and then removed her
      sock from her feet leaving Timmy inside. Before she dropped poor Timmy out
      Tamatha position her small size 4 and a half's in the air to catch him. Betty
      then tunred the sock inside out and forced Timmy to fall out onto the floor.
      But before Timmy could stand up he was engulfed by Tamatha's musty-smelling
      foot from above. She lowered her sweat ped down on him and forced him onto his
      back. She then moved her toes roughly about Timmy's fragile frame and forced
      him into her toe crevices where she squezed him in an attempt to capture him
      securely enough to lift him up. Then with a vice like grip, Tamatha forced
      Tiimmy deep into her crevices and lifted him up. Timmy was now squeezed beyond
      imagination. He could hardly breath, and when her could he was not able to get
      a lung full of fresh air but only the polluted dtink of her feet. As Timmy
      looked down he saw flashed of carpet race beneath him and then a stop. Timmy
      was now starring straight down into the depths of Tamatha's old funky keds.She
      then lowered him into the ked until Timmy could smell, not only her feet but
      the dor from the keds as well. Tammy dropped him...causing Timmy to be dropped
      into the smelly confines of the ked. Timmy rushed for the side of the shoe,
      but before he could make it Tamy's foot entered the shoe making Timmy's world
      dark and foul. As her foot inched into the ked Timmy ran to the toe to
      excape...but he was trapped and there was nowhere to run. Tammy's foot soon
      made contact with Timmy's body in the toe and and rubbed up against him. Now
      Timmy was enprisoned inside the smelly crevices of a new female whose sexually
      stimulating proddings made Timmy's still erect manhoood throb even more than
      before. But before long Tamatha removed her foot from the shoe causing Timmy
      to be covered in yet another film of stench. Timmy sat in the confines of the
      smelly shoe. He was afraid to leave for fear that they might deivse yet
      another foot torture for him. Still, he was afraid that if he stayed they
      might be oblidged to think that he wants to be their shoe toy and they might
      inrude upon his privats once more. So Timmy moved to the heel of the shoe and
      as he looked up all the girls looked down at him hungrily. The all three at
      cross-kneed around him leaving little space beween them for escape. Then Alcia
      leaned over and diumped the shoe out causing Timy to fall onto the thick
      carpet. They then took turns covering him with their feet and torturing him.
      Each wiggled their toes over his body and caressed his erection...although it
      should be mentioned that his erection was soooo small that it went unoticed by
      the girls.Then just as Alicia held Timmy beneath her foot, their mother came
      hoome and interrupted their fun, When she asked were Timmy was, Alicia slowly
      lifted up her foot from the Timmy and revealed a bundle of smelly flesh curled
      up on the carpet. "What are you doing!?!" demanded Timmy's mother. "Where were
      just playing with Timmy thats all" replied Alicia as non schalauntly as
      possible. "your not suppossed to just play shrink him whenever you want it is
      a special behaviour modification devise to be employed only when needed."
      Timmy's mother said. Then Alicia whispered to Betty to go along with her and
      she said.."But he did misbehave today and Gail Smith, his mentor told me to
      get him used to the smell of feet today." "Oh..well in that case I suppose it
      is allright, but for now give your brother a break and let him grow back to
      normall size, if I know you, you havent left him in peace yet." the mother
      replied. "But mom, were just starting to have fun..." whinned Betty "No no
      enogh is enough, tomorrow you can have fun so long as timmy doesnt mind.",
      Timmy;s step-mother ordered. And with that she told his Timmy's step-sisters
      to wash him off in the sink and leave him in his room to grow back to normaal
      size becasue she wanted to talk to him. And so the girls reluctantly lifted
      Timmy up and washed him off under the cold running water of the sink. But the
      smell would just not come out. So the sisters grabbed so soap and washed him
      down, rubbing their gigantic fingers all over his body and even up against his
      erection. Fortunatly for Timmy though when it was all over thay had not forced
      him to ejaculate, although he had come close at times. However, the
      inconsistent proding and touching was not steady enough to force any climax.
      Then Betty took her brother and layed him in his bed and left the room and
      within the hour tiny Tim was no longer tiny. The first thing he did was rush
      to the shower, as the smell would linger in his nostrils for some time after
      the fact. While in the bathroom Timmy was overcome by the events which passed
      that day. Although, scarey at the moment, the fact that he had smelled many
      women's feet and was somewhat arousing. That night in the bathroom Timmy
      brought himself to ejaculation with the thought of the smell of Gail's musty
      feet. After Timmy was freshened up his step-mother called him into the kitchen
      where she began explaining to him, all that Gail had told her. "First off,
      there will be a few changes in the rules of this house. 1. Everynight you will
      do your homework at 18:00 or I will wear you in my shoe for a period of time
      out. 2. you will wash the dishes every night and take out the trash every
      morning. If you fail to do this, I will wear you to work in my shoes. and 3.
      you will treat your step-sisters with respect otherwise I will authroize them
      to do whatever foot torture they want on you." "But mother, do you know what
      Alicia did to me! she put me in her mouth and threatened to swallow me alive!"
      cried Timmy. "your just a little tatle-tale are'nt you? You know in the 10 yrs
      I have had you I have never raised you to be a tattle tale! So just for that I
      am going to shrink you and punish you with my feet." retorted Timmy;s step-
      mother. "BUT MOM!!!" "That's finall! and as for your sister she will be told
      not to ever do that to you again!" replied Timmy's mother Timmy sat there and
      starred at his step-mother as she removed her extremley hot, sweaty and foul
      smelling feet from her worn out leather flats. Timmy, grew disgusted at the
      thought and was afraid at having to smell his step-mom's raunchy feet. He
      slowly got up to sneak away when his step-mom spurted..."Timmy! Where are you
      going?! Sit down right here next to me..your going to get it wether you like
      it or not!" "But mom I just took a shower" whinned Timmy. Just then his mother
      licked a wet slimy film over her forefinger and thumb and told Timmy to hold
      his face out which Timmy reluctantly did. But before Timmy knew it his
      mother's stinky wet fingers rubbed up against his nostrils and Timmy shrunk
      within a matter of seconds. As he looked up from the ground on which he shrank
      he saw his step-mother towering over him. She then lifted up her foot. Timmy
      could see every noook and cranny from underneath and the smell was awfull and
      acidic. She then grinned and lowered her pungent ped down onto Timmy. His soft
      clean body was soon overwhelmed by the sharp smell and vinegar-like sweat that
      covered him. Timmy was then forced by his step-mother's toes to fit deep into
      the crevices. While there Timmy's world was a flashy blurr of wiggling hunks
      of sweaty, dark-brown stocking encased hunks of flesh. his mother, in an
      attempt to rub her smelly sweaton him pushed her toes against his body thereby
      causing him to grow erect against his will. This contiued for about 5 mins.
      until his mother thought it to be enough for the night considering what he had
      been through. She then reached over, picked him up and delivered him to his
      bed where she ordered him to stay for the night without taking a shower. Well
      needless to say with the smell of his mother's sweat covering his body it took
      at least two-three hours for Timy to return to normal size, but could still
      intermittenly smell the horrid odor of her feet. Although, it was hard,
      Timothy eventually fell asleep. His thoughts soon began to wander as he
      drifted farther and farther into sleep. He then had nightmares of his sisters
      crushing him beneath their feet. Unbeknownst t TImmy these such dreams will
      become reoccuring and in future episodes I will recount them to the reader,
      but for now let us return to the reality of the world. As Timmy slept soundly
      his two sister snuck into his bedroom. Alicia then whispered to Elizabeth..."I
      am going to get that little turd for trying to get me in trouble...he is going
      to have the day of his life tomorrow. hehehe." As his sisters closed in on
      Timmy Alicia licked her fingers real good and very gently wiped them on
      Timmy's nose. Within in seconds Timmy shrank, however he remained undisturbed
      as he was exhausted by the previous days events and was also a heavy sleeper.
      Then his wicked step-sister Alicia, genlty gathered up his sleeping heap and
      took him into their mother's room. As usuall their mother had placed her
      clothes for the following day out on the floor. she had a black skirt, white
      blouse, and black stockings rolled up in her black patent-leather heels. Betty
      then got an old smelly pair of her mother's black stockings identical to the
      the pair she would wear tomorrow. Then Alicia quietly placed Timmy in her
      mother's smelly stocking and rolled it up so that if Timmy would awaken, he
      would not be able to escape. She then replaced one of their mother's stockings
      with the pair in which Timmy slept soundly. With that they departed and left
      the room gigling at Timmy's future fate. The following day would prove to be
      one of the longest of Timmy's life....to be continued....


      Throughout that night Timothy slept soundly in a state of deep R.E.M.
      Although, unconsious , however, Timmy was able to detect the odour of his
      step-mother's dirty stocking within which he slept. This caused his mind to
      slip loose of reality as he began to dream the worst nightmare of his life.
      Within his dream all was hazy, as if it were hard to see. Timmy could not see
      his hand in front ofhis face. He could hear nothing and feel nothing, although
      he could smell a rrancid odour that packed a powerfull punch as well as sense
      a presence near him. but then in an instant all became bright and clear as
      Timmy looked up pinned on his back he saw the tips of his step-mother's toes
      and the elongated stretch of her legs and torso shooting into the sky topped
      off with a seemingly tiny head gazing down at him smilling. timmy struggled to
      move but was unable to budge even an inch. As he reached out his hand to push
      up against the immense pressure of the large toe, the weight upon him doubled
      and Timmy was brought to the point of suffocation. He couldnt breath on
      account of his step-mother's toe on his chest and could not escape . Struggle
      became useless, but the pressure subsided and the horrid odour being emitted
      from the toe replaced the physical oppression of being crushed to the physical
      oppression of being forced to smell rancid odours. Then all once more grew
      hazy and faded out. Timmy was once more reduced to the constant but solitary
      sense of smell. This time the smell increased in potency. More and more
      stronger and stronger. The smell seemed to replace all oxygen with the gaseous
      and corrupted air of what smelled like his step-mother's feet. Soon the smeel
      alone was enough to sufocate poor Timmy. Nevertheless, the sense of touch
      returned and Timmy could feel a mounting pressure on his chest. The air grew
      steamy and hot with the fetid smell. Then Timmy's sight was granted him once
      more and he found himself gazing at a hunk of wrinkled toe flesh directly
      above him. The wrinkled mass of moist, acrid flesh pushed up against Timmy's
      body and face. His arms and legs were snuggled tightly down by the flesh. His
      outstetched crotch was tightly tucked into a fold of flesh, and his face was
      soon fitted into another roll of soft, stinky skin. however, the pressure
      continued to steadily climb as well as the pressure. His bones began to creak
      beneath the force and then with one violebt twist of the massive toes Timmy
      felt a powerfull crick in his neck and his skull collapsed like a walnut
      'neath an anvil. At this moment Timmy woke up in a cold sweat. He was somehwat
      disoriented, but he could continue to smell the same pungent foot odour. As
      timmy rubbed his eyes and stetched out he felt restructed, as though he were
      completley under the covers and tightly tucked in.....to be continued later

      Timmy then began to struggle to find the ends of the sheets to pull them off,
      but cold not find them. He then pushed against his "mesh prison" more
      vehemently but it was of noe use. Timmy could not budge. By then Timmy was
      begining to wonder what was going on. He was thinking that his sheets smelled
      an awfull lot like feet, but they could just be dirty. Timmy rubbed his eyes
      some more and the as the haze began to clear he relaized that he was no longer
      in his bed anymore. He was'nt exactly sure on his location as there was not
      enough light to see, but whereever he was there was a definite odor. With that
      odour filling his nostrils Timmy started to wrooy about where he was. He tried
      to asses the situation and determine if there was a way to escape. He pushed
      and struggled and pulled and strapped and was accomplishing very little as far
      as moving the smelly sheets off of his body. But just then he saw a faint
      light from the distance, shining through the dark meshy covers. His world
      began once more to shake and Timmy grew dizzy from the motion. Although it was
      unbeknownst to Timmy as of yet, but his step-mother had woken up and was
      preparingt o get dressed for work. As she reached for her shoes she caused
      Timmy to sense the movement. Then she unfurled her stockings each one by
      itself. When she unfurled the stocking Timmy lay trapped in Timm spun about
      again and again, around and around until he violently stopped and was embraced
      by the soft netting of his step-mother's hose. Timmy, now encased in only one
      layer of mesh cringed in horror at the sight he saw. As he looked down through
      the stocking he saw his step-mom's feet moving about the floor then apparantly
      sit down. One of her feet then lifted itself up towards him and dissapeared to
      his right. Timmy did the best he could to roll over on his back to see up
      above him and noticed his giant step-mother's face and looked up at her giant
      hands holding the rim of her hose shut....the only escape hatch for Tiny Tim.
      considering his nightmare Timmy became frantic with fear and struggles with
      all his might to climb up the mesh and escape the fate of being crushed at the
      raunchy old toes of his step-mother. Of course he was too small to have any
      effect or to gain his step-mother's attention. She then rolled up her hose and
      before Timmy could begin crawling out of his stinky predicament, his step-
      mother inserted her foot into the opening of the hose, defeating all hopes of
      escape. Timmy still fought but was soon overcome by his mother's foot. She
      slid it into the toes forcing Timmy to slide underneath her feet where he got
      caught in the crevices. As his step-mom pulled her hose to a tight fit Timmy
      was forced up against her bulbous flesh underneath her toes.

      Being tightly bound inside her crevices Timmy was barely able to budge. His
      attempts at freeing himself from the crevices, which Timmy all too well knew
      would soon turn into an acrid sweat oven, were futile. He even tried to move
      over onto his side or his stomach, however, Timmy was his step-mommies little
      insole. Timmy was disgusted but could not fight. When his mother inserted her
      foot into her pump everything went dark andin a matter of minutes the heat
      began to increase dramatically. his step-mother then walked out to the car
      making Timmy grow a bit dizzy from the movement. With each step Timmy
      practically was forced to taste huge hunks of toe flesh that were forced into
      his mouth and pressed firmly against his body. But was even worse than this
      was the fact that with every wiggling of Timmy's step-mom's toes, Timmy's
      manhoood was made to rub up against those fleshy portions inside the crevices.
      Although, before his mother made it outt o the car the wigling was too
      sporadic and intermingled with moments of extreme pressure and motion caused
      by the walking for Timmy to grow an erection. But as soon as timmy's sep-mom
      stepped into her car and began driving she began to rythmically wiggle her
      toes over and over again forcing Timmy's manhood to become stand at attention
      to the damanding, prods of his step-mother's toes. Nevertheless, timmy was
      spared any premature ejaculation as his step-mother arrived to work at her
      office. Unfortunatley for Timmy, his step-mother was a secretary for a lawyer,
      and therefore sat at a desk most of the day fidgetting with her shoes and
      almost incessantly scrunching moulding and wiglgin her toes. As Timmy recalled
      this from times past when he would accompany her to work during the summer, he
      began to worry about what sort of torture-like habits his step-mother might
      employ on her tiny toes toy throughout the day. By the time Timmy's step-
      mother had reached her office, the already smelly confines of the hose grew
      substantially ranker with the increased perpsiration of his step-mom's feet.
      Her feet also became saturated with sweat thereby saturating TImmy with sweat
      as well. And then the naughty proddings began as TImmy;s step-mom vehemently
      started srucnhing and wiggling her toes over Tiny Tim bringing him quickly to
      attention. They would come at rythmicall intervels, one 5 minute set would get
      Timmy up, another 5 minute rest would allow Timmy to decrease somewhat. And
      then another 5 minutes and so on and so forth until around noon when his step-
      mother, anxious for lunch, continued her prodding for over 20 minutes
      straight, during which time Timmy strained to prevent his release of fliud.
      However, the constant rubbing of the extremely pungent sweaty flesh
      overwhelmed Timmy's 16 yr old resistance and forced him to purge himself with
      such a violent force that he shuddered and kicked almost hard enough f or his
      step-mother to feel it. But after the fact Timmy's step-mom's toes conitued
      their play with his manhood, making Timmy to feel even more overwhelmed by the
      vicious proddings on his now sesitive member. Then lunch time came, which
      releived timmy of his foot torture. However the smell by this time packed such
      a powerfull punch that Timmy could taste it through his nostrils and the
      vinegar like odour stung as though sulfuric acid were being poured over him.
      While at lunch his step-mom finally released Timmy from the constant sweat and
      heat of being inside her shoe. Although the smell never left, Timmy could get
      feel wafts of air penetrate the now sweat saturated mesh and flow into Timmy's
      prison. Too bad for Timothy though, the rest was only temporary. Soon his
      step-mother started slipping her foot in and out of her pumps causing Timmy to
      shift about within her moist, fetid creivices. Because of the sweat, which was
      almost like a natural lubricate, Timothy was forced to slipp underneather his
      step-mom's instep. the smell there was no less ofensive, nor was it any more
      comofrtable. But it did allow Timmy to stretch out a little. And so it
      continued for about 30 minutes that Timmy's mother rubbed her little adopted
      pet with her wrinkled feet. But when it came time to go she stood up with
      Timmy still stuck in the instep. Timmy pancked and tried to make it to the
      saftey of the, awfully unpleasant crevices, but was forced into a large
      wrinkle on the heel of his mother's foot. The fit was tight and the pressure
      immense. Timmy was not able to breath as all the air was forced out of him.
      Luckily for Timmy though his step-mother felt him and toook of her shoe at her
      desk and rubbed her foot against the flor to postion what she assumed to be a
      peice of cotton or something, back into the more comortable confines of her
      crevices. It was there that Timmy suffered the awfull smell and torture of his
      step-mom's feet throughout that day. About 5 hours later Timmy's step-mom
      arrived at her home. As she stepped into the house she noticed that Alicia and
      Elizabeth had a few friends over and they were in their room listening to
      music, talking and doing things that girls do. She decided not to bother them,
      but Elizabeth, upon hearing her mother arrive home was first out tog greet
      her, and treated her extra kind. After a little persuasion intermittenly
      interrupted by litte giggles she got her mother to agree to a foot massage, as
      her feet were tired from a long days work. She told her mother to let her take
      off her stockings, explaining to her that it would feel goood on her feet if
      she were to scrunch her bare feet on the carpet. With that Timmy's step mom
      removed her extremely hot and smelly feet from her shoes and while Elizabeth
      took special care to make sure that their mother did not find out that Timmy
      was in her stockings all day today at work, so when she removed her stocking
      from the foot Timmy was enprisoned within, she made sure that he fell to the
      toes section and tied the opening to prevent Timmy's escape. She then laid
      aside the stockings, gave her fot massage and then picked up the dirty smelly
      hose and brough them into her and her sister's room. All the while Timmy
      revelling in the partial pleasure of feeling cool fresh once again, found
      himself still uneasy with the fact that his step-sister had control of him.
      Suddenly the loud clang of a small group of girls clanged in Timmy's ears as
      Betty broguht him into the room. she then whipsered to her little step-
      brother...."You may not survive this one Timmy...!" then sadistically laughed.


      As Elizabeth walked into the room carrying Timmy within his step-mother's
      smelly hose, Timmy was flung about inside his mesh prison. He tried to hold
      onto the mesh in order to stay stable and was able to do so for enough time to
      see all of his step-sister's friends starring at him intently. As Elizabeth
      stood around her friends holding the stocking in the air she silenced the
      chattering teens as their jaws dropped in awe and wonder at the tiny human
      form trapped within. Then Alicia stood up and said, "See I told you guys, our
      step-brother shrinks. Is'nt it cool! We can do whatever we want with him!"
      Then the chattering began again, this time with less intensity as all the
      girls desired to have a look at poor little naked Timmy. Timmywas now more
      frightened then he had ever been. All of these girls around him, starring at
      him in all his nude glory. What was even worse was the fact that as he looked
      around at the girls present he noticed that most of them went to his school
      and knew him. He recognized some of Elizabeth's cheer leading friends. there
      was Ashley, a blonde-haired ditz with a pretty face and button nose, then
      there was Elisha, a beautifully tanned girl with crinkly curly hair, and a
      little too much make-up. There was also Jessica; a skinny brunette with short
      shoulder length hair. Of course there were also some of Alicia's friends;
      among whom there was Mariia, a Mexican gal with the prettiest face and darkest
      eyes, however she was fat as a result of too many chicharrones and gorditas.
      Also with Alicia was another black friend of hers, Yolanda whom Timmy had
      fallen in love with on occassion. She had a vuluptuous rear, plump lips and
      the phyisique of a weight-lifter. All of Alicia's friends had occopanied her
      home from cheerleading practice and consequently were wearing their white gym
      socks and dirty white Keds. Alicia's friends on the other hand had come home
      from the university with her. Maria was wearing brown hose with brown slip-on
      sandals, Yolanda was wearing black socks, ols worn tennis shoes and a gym
      suit, and finally Alicia was wearing black stockings and her old black leather
      clogs. Needless to say the group of girls had on a variety of footwear all of
      which were quite hot and pungent as Timmy would soon find out. Alicia, being
      the older than her sister Elizabeth took the hose that Timmy was trapped in
      and brought it to her face to talk to her step-brother. As she moved it closer
      in she recognized the awfull smell of her mother's worn hose and quickly moved
      it further away. She then soothingly spoke to her brother and said, "Hey there
      little brother, how was your day today huh? What? I cant hear you..speak
      up..;;" With that the girls laughed at Timmy's futile attempts to reach a
      laudible enough octave to be heard by everybody. "Let me down! Get me out of
      here right now!, This isnt funny, your gonna be in serious trouble when mom
      finds out!" Timmy shouted. But Alicia ignored him and then set him on the
      ground around all the girls. Timmy looked up through his mesh prison and saw
      Alicia removing her shoes. Alicia thent old her friends, "This is really funny
      you have to watch this...when you make him smell your feet he gets up! and I
      mean really gets up!" The girls, inconsiderate of TImmy's privacy laughed and
      began to take off their shoes one by one. Alicia then instructed the girls to
      place the feet in a circle around Timmy. Still inprisoned in his smelly
      stocking cage Timmy could not attempt an escape but stood up despite the fact
      that he had to hold up the hose. All the girls then took off their shoes and
      surrounded Timmy with their pungent feet. There were smells of all sorts, and
      the intensity was increases by as the moved in closer. All the while the
      incessant sound of chattering and giggling persiste getting louder and louder
      as Alicia prompted her little step brother to play with himself. Now it was a
      condition of Timmy's as a result of his foot fetish that the smell of women's
      feet always made him stand erect and despite his efforts to resist, Timmy's
      tiny member stood high and mighty in the midst of the raunchy odours
      surrounding him. Alicia pointed this out to her friends and they all laughed.
      Then, Elizabeth reached over and picked up timmy within the hose and said that
      she had an idea. She unraveled the knot at the opening of the stocking and
      reached in her hand to pull Timmy out. Timmy watched as his step-sister's
      gigantic fingers maneuvered their way towards him. Timmy tried to fight them
      off but it was like and ant pushing against a bulldozer. Elixabeth then
      grabbed wrapped her forefinger, middle finger and thumb around his waist. when
      she closed her grip on him Timmy felt the pressure. She then pulled him out.
      As he was slowly taken out of the dark rankness of his step-mother's still
      slightly moist hose Timmy was expecting to feel a waft of fresh air fill his
      nostrils, but much to his dismay as he was removed totally from the Hose and
      took a deep breath he found that the smell of his step-mother's feet were
      strong in his nostrils still. He could not wipe it off nomatter how ahrd he
      tried. When he wiped his nose with his arm the smell was only intesified as
      the sweat from her feet had soaked into his skin. But raunchy smells were
      seemingly Timmy's purpose in life, as Elizabeth intesified the odours by
      bringing him close to her mouth where she began to speak to him. Not only was
      the her voice banging in his eardrumms now but her breath was foul and
      remeniscent of pickles and onions. But then Elizabeth made deal with Timmy.
      She said," After smelling all of our feet, if you can identify the smell of
      everybody's feet then we wil let you go. But if you fail, then we will all
      cover you in sugar and suck on you like a lolly pop, or we may even use you as
      a toe seperator as we paint our toes." The girls allt hought this was a fun
      idea and laughingly agreed to do it. Elizabeth then took her sister's smelly
      clogs and was going to tape Timmy inside of them. Alicia then pushed her rank
      clog over to Elizabeth who placed Timmy in the arch. As she forced Timmy
      slowly into the dark black smelly confines of the shoe Timmy became again
      overwhelmed with the smell of his sister's feet. It was not too much different
      than his step-mother's in that it was acrid, however, there was a powerfull
      must that was added to the pungency. Timmy now lay on his back in the arch
      pinned down by his sister's huge finger. She then told Timmy to spread his
      arms and legs, which Timmy slowly did, knowing he was totally at the mercy of
      these micheivous girls. Elixabeth then took smalll strips of tape and tapes
      down his wrists and ankles. The tape adhered to Timmy almost like cement. His
      arms and legs were rendered imobile and Timmy frightened began to struggle.
      But then Elizabeth topped him off by taping down his torso. Timmy could not
      move now but was helplessly taped inside the fetid confines of his Alicia's
      clog. As Timmy looked down his torso he could now only see the large shuffling
      of legs and feet that passe by the shoe. He could however hear the girls
      putting back on their shoes. Then Timmy heard a Alicia call him..."Ok Timmy
      you should know this one!" With that Timmy noticed his sister's huge black-
      stockinged foot come at him from his feet. As she slid her foot inside the
      clog she slowly rubbed Timmy's tiny body with her acrid sweat begining with
      his head and up his torso until it reached his head and continued goin until
      finally Timmy was squished beneath the rank arch of Alicia's foot. She kept
      her foot their for a few minutes and then slowly removed it again rubbing
      against every inch..or nanometer, of Timmy's frame. Then there was a slight
      movement and Timmy saw a bare foot appraoch him and heard another voice.."It's
      me, Jessica, Timmy here I come". then some giggling as Timmy felt the moist
      skin of Jessica's foot creep its way over his body again rubbing her moisture
      all over his body. This time the smell was very different, but no less intense
      than his sister's.. It was a strong mustard-like odour and a sort of corny
      overtone. It should be mentioned that by now TImmy's erection wwas throbbing.
      Then the foot rubbed up against him in the opposite direction as Jessica
      removed her foot from the Clog. Now Timmy was covered in the scent of his
      mother's feet, his sisters feet and remained trapped inside the odiferous clog
      of ALicia's. Again the shoe shifted while another voice called out..."Now it's
      Ashley's turn." As Timmy looked down he saw a pale wite foot with red painted
      toenails approach him. Wen the toes touched TImmy's feet and began to run
      their rough, moist surface against his body towarsds his croch Timmy shivered
      in seeming exctacy. As the foot continued on its jounery up his torso and into
      the clog the rubbing feeling encouraged Timmy's pulating loins and the smell
      grew stronger. Although this foot did not smell as strongly as the others it
      still packed a powerfull punch. The odour was now of a different sort, but
      still hard to distignuish with the scent of all the other feet. Nonetheless,
      the scent still had an acidic vinegar-like odour. Ashley kept her foot on
      Timmy sliding in and out a few times for effect for a few minuites. This
      rubbing made TImmy's manhood tingle with the sensations of folds of rough,
      moist wrinkles scour over him. In due time Ashley removed her foot leaving
      Timmy somewhat disheaveled. The girls laughed at this and all decided to poor
      Timmy down to try and make him spurt. Another voice called and said "Hope your
      ready for Elisha Timmy!" Timmy once again looked down and this time saw a
      socky foot with crusty soles hover at his feet. The smell this time was
      overwhelming and almost knocked Timmy unconcious. "Oooh, Elisha, are those
      your lucky gymn socks? Have you ever washed them before?:" to which Elisha
      relplied.."nope, the wouldnt be lucky if I washed them. Then Elisha moved her
      raunchy toes closer to Timmy. Everything turned to slow motion as Timmy
      dreaded the awfull stench that Elisha emmitted. The smell was extremely stuffy
      and musty, almost moldy. Then the rough crusts, slightly moist from Elisha's
      sweat scoured over Timmy's feet and upp his legs. The feeling was rough and as
      if vinyl were bearing rubbed against your body. She inched her way up
      engulfing his sensitive between the leg member and caused Timmy to cringe at
      the slight rapsing feeling. Then the thick grime of the sock brushed over
      Timmy's head and cause Timmy's mouth to open and take a bite of a greasy
      stench-ridden ball of muck from the bottom of her foot. He tried to spit it
      out but as She moved her foot over him and then covered his face with her arch
      Timmy was unable to pit out this hunk of grime that portuded out of his mouth.
      He was subsequently forced to smell through his nostrils the powerfull stench
      of Elisha's sock. Elisha, laughed and started slipping her foot in and out
      quickly greatly deiheaveling Timmy and causing his body to lock at the intense
      feeling of her rough socks scraping his body raw. Despite the rather
      unpleasatness of the situation though Timmy still shidered every now and then
      from the tingling caused by Elisha's manipulation. Elisha continued the
      longest of the girls that had gone before him and consequently applied the
      most amount of smell on poor Timmy. The wole excrutiating ordeal lasted about
      5 minutes straight after which time Elisha finally removed her socky foot from
      the clog leaving Timmy greatly disheavled and reeking of her pheromones (
      personal scent). The shoe once more shifted and Timmy was told that it was
      ELizabeth's turn. After removing her sweaty socks Elizabeth began to insert
      her ht sweaty foot into the clog. The smell was identical to ALicia's and just
      as strong. However, the smell of Elisha's foot would remain with him the rest
      of the night. As Timmy loooked down in horror, and total exhaustion from this
      sort of play, he saw his sister's toes pointing towards him. Elizabeth moved
      extremely slowly and gently glided her soft, wrinkliy sole over top her little
      step-brother. As her toes reached his croch she stopped and rubbed it with her
      big toe. It was the softest and most tingling feeling yet..eventhough, at his
      size anything was about to feel like a bull-dozer running over him. After a
      few moments Betty continued her slide overtop Timmy causing his loins to
      tighten up. When her toes reached his face she allowed her crevices to remain
      over his head for sometime to allow the smell to sink in before finally moving
      down all the way into the crevices. Timmy tried his hardest to keep from
      tingling at his step-sisters feet, but her prodds where so soft and rythmical
      and he was unable to move out of its way and was almost brought to
      ejacualtion. Elizabeth rubbed and slidded her arch over Timmy for nearly ten
      minutes but half-way she acidently caught his balls and squished them during
      one rub, this caused Timmy to grow limp very quick as the dreaded male pain of
      squished balls filled his his body with sharp pain. EEouch! Finally upset that
      she did not feel anything Betty decided to remove her foot. It was now Maria's
      turn as Timmy heard it, and Maria removed her hot brown stockinged foot from
      her Chanclas (sandals) and positioned it at the opening of Alicia's clog.
      Thank goodeness for Timmy the pain in his testicles had subsided by this time,
      although lingering slightly. Timmy immediatly smelled the odour of Maria's
      foot. Her odour was strong, but unlike any he had smelled before. It was
      somewhat leathery and musty but in a musky way...and more peircing. Needless,
      to say it was an unfamiliar smell and it was not as pleasant as the others had
      been (not that any of the others smelled of roses though). Maria was less
      concerned about making Timmy spurt as she was just following the group and
      playing the game so when she inderted her foot she did it a bit rough and very
      quickly. Before Timmy knew it he was Covered by the pungent wrinkles of
      Maria's brown hosed arch. She then, like the others moved her foot in and out
      rather ungracefully. But still the feeling of her rough mesh rubbing his
      nether regions caused him to tingle. And, being rubbed so much by the others
      Timmy felt a little pre-c-m inch out. In a matter of a few minutes the Maria
      stopped and removed her foot. Finally, it was down to the last girl. Yolanda
      grabbed the clog rather quickly and removed her sneakers and socks. Her foot
      was hot and smelled musty and corny. It was also a size ten woman's with long
      toes too. Now yolanda knowing Timmy had had a crush on her thought that she
      could surely make him go and took a personal interest in doing so. As she
      lowered her foot down to the opening of the clog, Timmy was once again invaded
      by a new scent. It was extremely strong and caused Timmy to grow erect knowing
      that it was Yolanda's. As Timmy gazed at the creme-white wrinkled and sweaty
      flesh of Yolanda's sole and saw the chocolatey smooth top of her beautifull
      negro foot, he shuddered at the prospect. Although he could do nothing protest
      this virtual rape of his person, he wasnt quite sure if he would have given
      the circumstances. Still, the idea of being large anf free from feet Timmy
      pondered in the back of his head. But his pondering was interupted by the
      forcefull smell and feel of Yolanda's foot. She wasted no time positioning her
      sweat rancid foot over Timmy's frame. Timmy lie helpless at the creamy
      wrinkles of yolanda's arch. Then she slowly and gently began to glide her foot
      over Timmy. Back and Forth back and Forth causinf TImmy not only to be covered
      in her scent but to be touched in a way that made him shiver and lock his
      limbs expecting to blow. un able to hold it much longer Timmy felt a suge
      build up within him. And just before the rythmical massage of Yoland'as foot
      could force Timmy to spurt, Elizabeth, out of jealousy (seeing the great gusto
      with which she rubbed) told Yolanda that it was enough. Yolanda, sensing the
      jealousy stopped and removed her foot leaving a bit of pre-c-m on Timmy's
      belly. Timmy was now not only disheavled and reaking with the smell of feet,
      but he was also now extremely sensitive in his throbbing loins after having
      been tormented so with nothing to say for it. Elizabeth then not wanting Timmy
      to go at anyone elses feet but hers once again removed her smelly foot from
      her shoe and inserted it into Timmy's prison. She rubbed over him again and
      again. The other girls watched as Betty began to take great pleasure in what
      she was doing. she continued to talk to Timmy as she slid her raunchy vinegar-
      smelling foot over Timmy's body again and again. "You know whatTimmy, I thkn I
      like you as my foot massager, I could rub my foot all over you day and night.
      In fact I am ging to make yo my persoanl foot slave...yeah...how do you like
      that huh? How do you like it Timmy.?" With Betty's constant rubbing on Timmy's
      throbbing manhood it did not take long for him to go. And at the moment of
      ejacualtion Timmy's whole body locked and a he spurt forth with such violence
      that he nearly fainted. Despite having felt it Betty continued her rubbing and
      made Timmy writhe violently against his big step-sister's rough manipulation
      of his now extremely sensitive manhood. Finally the other girls laughed and
      Elisha said.."Gosh if we'd have known you wanted to do him that bad we wouldnt
      had interfered." to which the room turned into a roar of laughter. As Betty
      took out her foot she told her little-step-brother to rpepare for the worst
      now as he had to geuss whose feet were whose simply by smell and feel. But
      just then Their mother walked in and asked if they had seen Timmy. Everyone
      was silent. Then Alica spoke out and said..i dont know where he is? I havent
      seen him all day. Timmy's mother said angrily..."when I find him he is going
      in my shoe for good!" They then all laughed and when their mother left and
      made jokes at Timmy. With that they began their foot test. Each one of the
      girls inserted their foot without telling Timmy whose it was. Then after each
      time Alicia would take the clog and put it to her ear and Timmy would shout
      out whose it was. The first to go was Alicia, followed by Elisha, both of whom
      Timmy recognized immedieatly, but then came Jessica's and Timmy was unable to
      decide whose it was geussing that it was Betty's ALicia, with much enjoyment,
      said..."EEEEHHH! Wrong! It's oral time!!!" Timmy yelled his dissaproval but
      what did it matter? He was at the mercy of his step-sisters regardless. They
      then decided to play foot games with him. Elizabeth reached in and peeled off
      the tape, leaving a red mark on Timmy's chest, arms and legs. She then grasped
      his raw and sensitive body arounf the pelvis and lifted him out of the shoe.
      Maria was waiting with her stocking opened up and Eizabeth dropped Timmy in.
      He timbled down into the toe and before he could gather his sneses from the
      fall MAria's foot engulfed him. Only instead of positioning Timmy underneath
      her crevices she place him on top of her toes.......to be continued........


      Maria then moved her foot up to Alicia's mouth and Alicia began to suck on
      maria's toes. She first licked her soles then moved her mouth over the toes
      where Timmy lie helpless. She thrusted forth her tongue to fit in between
      Timmy's legs and rubbed his now limp member. Timmy was soon soaked in Alicia's
      saliva and the smell from it including her hot breaths almost made Timmy puke
      from disgust. But Alicia conitnued sucking. The other girls became extremely
      aroused by this and couldnt wait till it was their turn. Timmy could now only
      see the inside of Alicia's mouth and her tongue through the hazy brwon mesh of
      Maria's stocking. This torture contiued for about ten minutes until Alicia,
      with a now dry mouth stopped leaving Maria's toes..and Timmy soaked. Maria
      then removed her stocking. Timmy watched as her huge smelly foot pushed away
      from him. He sloshed around in the saliva-soaked hose at the toe unti Maria
      reached down and grabbed him. She grasped his chet and back and wiped the spit
      off on her dress and handed Timmy to Elisha. Now when Elisha said "Who wants
      to suck my toes?" Everybody replied "No way!"..in disgust as her feet were the
      rankest. Finally Elisha hended Timmy over like a rolled up joint to Elizabth
      who wedged him in between Ashely's big and middle toe. She then quickly placed
      her mouth over the toes where Timmy was. Timmy's lower extremities hung down
      below the toes and Betty Made sure to rub his now swollen member with her
      tongue. Now Betty's breath as even worse then Alicia's and the saliva the
      covered Timmy very quickly covered him in a thick layer of mucous. The
      prodding and sucking contiued for another ten minutes. Then They decided to
      play a game of truth of dare, using Timmy as the dare item. The first to begin
      were Jessica and Yolanda. Yolanda had to choose between truth or dare, and
      chose a dare. Jessica then said, "You have to suck on Timmy through Elisha's
      sock then put it on your feet. Yolanda crindged at the idea, but t decided it
      was better than loosing face. So she grabbed Timmy while Elisha removed her
      sock. When she handed it to Yolanda she gaged a bit fro the smell. As Timmy
      looked down he saw Elisha open up her sock below him. All turned to slow
      motion, the horrid odours that awaited Timmy inside the sock of Elisha's was
      too much to bare. But before he could say anything he was lowered into the
      awfull confines of Elisha's sock. The smell was overwhelmed Timmy and only
      intensifies as he drew nearer and neaer the toe of the sock. Finally he
      reached the crusty bottom and fell face first into the sock. Timmy disgusted
      quickly fought to keep the sock off his face. But the smell was still very
      strong. Then Timmy began to feel the fleshy lips of Yolanda through the sock.
      Yolanda forced the sock to rubb up against Timmy's face and body. she
      maneuvered her tongue to Timmy's crotch and licked. She rubbed the sour Sock
      on her tongue soon saturating it with her saliva. Timmy was now inside a warm,
      smelly sock, inside a hot smelly mouth and covered in toe jamm and saliva.
      fortunately though for Timmy the torture was short lived as Yolanda,
      disgusted, did not suck for more than a minute or two. As she reached her hand
      in to pull Timmy out Alicia noticed the time and decided that she should begin
      to set up her brother. Alicia then wiped off Timmy from the saliva and foot
      smell and took him into the bathroom to wash him off so that he could grow
      back again. She washed and washed but could not get the smell off, in fact it
      seemed to emminate from Timmy. Alicia was now worried that it would take more
      than a day for the smel to wash off. Her and Elizabeth bega to violently
      scrubb Timmy with soap but were still unable to effect the smell. She then
      gave us and placed Timmy outside by the mailbox and left his clothes with him.
      hoping that he would come to. "The plan must go on" Alicia thought to herself.
      She then kneeles down and told her brother.."Now listen to me Timmy, I cant
      get that smell off you so you will have t o reamin out here until you can grow
      back to normal size. When you grow back you will have only seconds before the
      neighbors see you nude to put your clothes back on. When you come inside you
      will tell mom nothing of what we did to you. instread you will tell her snuck
      out." With that she left her brother out next to the mailbox with his clothes.
      But just to make sure that nohing happened to him Alicia, Elizabeth and the
      girls waited outside for Timmy to grow back. In about a half of an hour Timmy
      grew back to normal size. He looked around and saw Alicia, Elizabeth, on all
      her friends starring at him. He looked in the street and saw an old couple
      walking up the hill. Now it was late evening and almost dark by now so Timmy
      was able to dress before the olscouple could see him, but he was humiliated
      hwne the girls saw him. "Boy, I wonder why your crotch didnt grow bacl"
      Yolanda jokingly retorted. Timmy embarrassed took about 20 secondes to dress
      completely. After he was fully lothed the girls grabbe dhim and brought him
      inside as if he were a prisoner about to walk the plank. Timmy fought but was
      overwhelmed by the 7 girls. When they entered the house Alicia telled for
      their mother.."MOM!!! Look who we found trying to sneak into the house!".
      Timmy's mother came out furious. She was in the middle of her evening workout
      and was wearing sweat socks and tennis shoes. She had not taken a shower after
      work and so her feet smelled. The girls then told the mother they were going
      outside for a while and left Timmy to face the wrath of his step-mother. she
      looked down at him and stamped her foot angrly. "Where were you?" She
      retorted. Timmy, frightened said, "Alicia and Elizabeth put me in your hose
      last night and I was in your shoe all day today. Then Alciia and her friends
      took me in the room and played foot torture games with me.". "Dont lie! I know
      you werent in my shoe today becasue I would have felt you, and I know you
      werent with you step-sister's today because I saw them..they were leistening
      to music.! you are in deep trouble young man!!!" Timmy's step-mother yelled.
      "But mom" Timmy replied using the words "mom", a relatively unused term by
      Timmy, to get her sympathies. "No butt's...your going to smell my feet all
      night untill you have to go to school the next morning!" She firmly stated as
      she licked her fingers. "No, wait, I am being honest I didnt do anything"
      Timmy whined. "C'mere right nowTimmy!" Timmy's step-mother demanded as she
      estended her lciked fingers. The idea of her salvia in his nose, grossed Timmy
      out, and the fear of being at her feet all night, scarred him dearly. Timmy
      refused to come, but his step mother lunged at him. Timmy dodged hid behind
      the couch. His step-mother then chased him around until she finally said."you
      know what I dont care if your miss school tomorrow, if you dont get over here
      right now I am going to wear you in my shoes all day tomorrow too and you wont
      see or smell nothing but my feet from now until kingdom come!" Timmy, afraid,
      slowly moved toward his step-mother. She he was in grabbing distance she
      grabbed his arms, licked her whoel hand and smeared her saliva all over his
      face. Timmy immedeatly shrank once more. As Timmy looked up he saw his mother
      standing ovewr him. She tool sat down, keeping an eyes for timmy and tokk of
      her shoes and socks. She then reached down quickly and viciously ripped Timmy
      from the ground. She then dropped him in her smelly red sweat sock. She put
      her feet back in her shoes and rolled up the sock TImmy was in. She took his
      into her bedroom and layed the sock on the bed...She changed into her
      nightgown and did not take her normal shower in order that her feet might
      smell strong for Timmy. She then took a pair of her fluffy ankle-high house
      slippers with the furry inside. She unfurled the sock and dumped Timy into the
      Slipper. The smell in the slipper was almost as vinegar-like and strong as the
      sock as his mother wore the slippers quite often. She then demanded that he go
      to the toe of the slipper which he did. And with that slipped her foot into
      the slipper. Timmy layed on his back in the toe and awaited his fait. Soon the
      dark, soft smelly slippers increased in pungency when his step-mother's foot
      slid over Timmy embeddening him within her toe crevices. She wiggled and
      squirmed rubbing her sweaty toes over TImmy. The heat increased and the smell
      intensified. It was almost unbearable, and Timmy was forced to suffer a whole
      night of this humiliation. When his step-mother went to bed, she made sure
      that she wre her slippers to bed. And as she sat on the edge of her bed about
      to go to sleep that night she lifted her slipperd foot to her face and
      said..."Looks like you'll be sleeping with mommy tonight." and then slid her
      feet under the coveres leaving Timmy in a furnace of sweat stench. That
      nightTimmy did not sleep very well and around 5:30 am Timmy's step-mother
      removed her hot sweaty and smelly foot from the slipper and removed her now
      stinky little foot boy and told him that he had to go to school with her foot
      odour on him and he could not bathe. It took unitl 6:30 for Timmy to grow back
      to normal and for thr smell to wear off enough for him to grow. But for some
      reason, the smell remained strong on Timmy and when he got on the bus for
      school no one would sit by him, thinking his fet smelled so bad. But what they
      didnt know was that it wasnt his feet that smelled. That day at school would
      set the scene for the rest of his high school career.

      As Timmy got off the bus he met some of his friends standing outside waitiing
      for school to start. "Hey Lori! what's up!" Timmy shouted from across the
      courtyard. Lori smiled and waved and greeted him as usuall. But as he drew
      nearer she quickly detected the foot odour that was being emmited from poor
      Timmy. "Man, timmy stay back you stink!" . Timmy embarrassed replied, "I do?,
      like what?". "You smell like raunchy feet or something! yuck! stand about 10
      feet away will ya?" Lori answered. Timmy turned red and tried to play it off.
      "Ahh, your smelling your upper lip toots!" But one of timmy's friends came
      over to him and sniffed his neck. "HEY What are you doing s---for brains!?"
      Timmy retorted! "Eww, you do smell like feet Timmy..." his friend Milhowse
      said. Then the bell rang and it was time for class. Timmy's mind was now
      totally out of wack, All he could think about was the smell that was being
      omitted from him. After a while he got used to it, but every now and then the
      slightest sniff would cause Timmy to smell those feet again and remind him
      that he truely did smell. Throughout Timmy's whole first class Timmy could
      think of nothing else but going to gymn so that he could mask his scent during
      class and then take a shower afterward. But while in his first period English
      class some of the studnets next to him were making a ruckous about his smell
      and made fun of him. Timmy's teacher, as most teacher's do, did not assess the
      situation or think logically but autimatically assumed that since Timmy was
      being the center of attention that he was disrupting the class. Mrs. Broker, a
      tall, blonde somewhat birdish lady in her 40's immediatly turned her attention
      to Timmy and said, "Timmy I know what kind of punishment to give you, the
      principal informed me of your problem and i will be happy to remedy it if you
      dont behave yourself." Timmy whinned, "But I didnt say anything, and i was
      doing anything either." "Dont talk beack to me young man, thats strike two,
      one more and you will spend detention in my shoe!" Mrs. Broker threatened.
      Timmy told his classmates to shut up or they would regret it after class, but
      they continued their prodding and Mrs. Broker finally got fed up. "Timmy! come
      up to the front of the class room right now!" "But Mrs/ Broker, i didnt do
      anything!" Timmy again whined. "If you dont come up here right now I will send
      you to the principle and demand that you be put in shoe detention all
      day!"MRs. Broker demanded. "Allright allright I coming!" Timmy sarcastically
      blurted, knowing he had no choice. He was begining to get used to it by
      now...being ordered around like some sort of foot robot. But in front of the
      class was abit too much, and a bit too embarrassing. I mean what of someone
      found out that they could shrink him, the whole school would try it. As Timmy
      walked up to the front of the class room Mrs, Broker licked her fingers
      juicily. Timmy noticing this crindged at the thought. He saw her slimey, lumpy
      red tongue slither out between her yellow-stained buck teeth and leave a shiny
      glod of smelly froth at the tips of her fingers and nearly puked as all turned
      to slow motion and Timmy could see every detail.The further Timmy inched his
      way up the closer and wetter Mrs. Broker's fingers were getting. Finally jist
      as Timmy reached the chaulk bopard where MRs. Broker stood thebell rang for
      class to end. Timmy immedietly went back to grab his books but Mrs. Broker
      demanded he come up to the front of the class! Timmy turned back arounf and
      watched all the students leave. The whole time Mrs. Broker stood there before
      him licking her fingers. When the last student left Mrs. Broker tpld him to
      shut the door which he did. She then told Timmy.. "I will not stand for any of
      your disruptions in class and to show you I will not tolerate you, you will
      spend your gymn class in my shoe!" "But Mrs. Broker, i have to meet with my
      mentor today" Timmy suddenly remembered. "Good I am sure she would like to
      hear what you have done...now come over here right now!" Mrs Broker dmeanded.
      Timmy then walked over to her, closed his eyes tightly and then felt slimey,
      smelly fingers run all over hs face and nostrils. Once the smel fille his nose
      he shrunk. When the dizzy feeling was over Timmy opened his eyes and looked up
      only to see Mrs. Broker's dark brown flats in front of him. When he turned his
      attention to the sky, Timmy saw a devious MRs. Broker looking down upon him
      with a devilish smiel on her face. He then heard the rustling of Mrs. Broker's
      feet in front of him and smelled a waft of vinegary-odour permeate towards
      him. As he looked forward he saw Mrs. Broker's dark-hosed toes pointing at
      him. She then leaned over and flipped her shoe on it's side and then boomed
      down to Timmy, "Now get in the shoe and dont take your time or I'll put my
      foot ontop of you where you srand. Timmy reluctantly closed in on the insole
      of the shoe that laid on its side. As he drew nearer Timmy could smell that
      acrid smell getting stronger and stronger. He noticed the writting on the
      bottom of the shoe. It said Penny's. The words where twice the size of poor
      little Timmy. When Timmy steped onto the side of the leather, Mrs' Broker
      turned her shoe over on it's sole and timmy fell into the smelly pits tumbling
      over and over till he rolled to the toe of the shoe. He began to walk towards
      the heel but Mrs. Broker ordered him to stay in the toe or she would scrunch
      him with her toes. Timmy obeyed and awaited his fait. The smell was
      overwhelming and timmy began to to choke as he sat in the pungent toe of Mrs.
      Broker's shoe. But the worst was yet to come. Soon Timmy noticeed Mrs.
      Broker's tangy toes entering the flat and closing off Timmy to the world
      outside. All grew dark, and the smells increased 100 fold ecery second.
      Finally Mrs/ Broker's foot made contact with Timmy's naked frame and gently
      pushed him down flat on his back and postitioned him underneath her toes. The
      smell was unexplicable and the situation unbearable. then she stood up causing
      a considerable amount of pressure to be applied ontop of him as Hunks of wet,
      smelly, enmeshed, flesh pressed down on him. suddenly Mrs. Broker begam
      walking and timmy grew dizzy from the movements, as well as the smell. th heat
      increased considerably and Timmy was made to sweat like a hog in heat. Timmy
      could hear nothing but the rubbing of Mrs. Boker's toes against his whole
      body, and the clicking of her shoes as the hit the ground with a thump. Mrs.
      Broker continued her walking for some tm time and then stiped a moment only to
      resume her walking ofr another short duration. But she finally stopped this
      time and apparently sat down, as the weight on Timmy was considerably lighter.
      What was going to happen...where was Timmy...is it possible that Timmy could
      end up in the girl's gym after volleyball practice, and what will happen if
      the female students find out what they can do to Timmy? Tune in next time to
      find out


      As Timmy lie beneath the sweltering heat and intensly acridic smell of Mrs.
      Broker's disgusting old brown stocking covered hose, he began to wonder what
      would happen to him. Much like a student in trouble who waits outside the
      principle's office in anticipation of judgment, Timmy grew frightened at the
      prospects of what could happen. He began to think of all the things Mr.s
      Broker could be contemplating at that very moment. Was she really going to
      expose him, tiny as he may be, in his naked form before others? What of his
      clothes? And finally what of Timmy's chance to finally wash of the smell of
      feet in the gymn shower room? While deeply emeshed in his thought Timmy
      attention was promptly brought bac to the smelly confines of Mrs. Brokers feet
      as she rapidly began her toes over Timmy. Soaking with sweaty vinegary stink,
      mesh encased portions of flesh squeezed Timmy and pushed up against him
      rubbing his body. Timmy was again not able to avoid erection as Mrs Broker
      contiued to stroke Timy over and over again. The smell seemed to get worse as
      the proddings continued and Timmy could feel and hear the squishing of the
      saturated insole against her toes. (It i said that the average American emmits
      up to one cup of sweat from their feet in a day) Finally, after what seemed a
      lifetime the proddings stopped. the air soon became opressively smelly and
      stuffy beneath Mrs. Broker's toes. Then there was a shuffling and Mrs.
      Broker's toes began to push themselves away from poor Little Timmy. As her
      foot left the foot Timmy could feel the fresh outside air rush into his
      stinking hot cell and when Mrs. Broker's foot totally left the shoe Timmy
      could once again see the light of day and hear the voices of those around him.
      Although it was difficult to make out whose voices were being heard, Timmy
      could recognize that all of them were female due to their octaves. Timmy took
      the opurtunity to roll over on his stomach and push himself up on his hands
      and kness. As slowly did this Timmy could hear and feel the squishing of the
      saturated insoles against his handes and knees. realizing the gravity of the
      situation timmy took his hand up to his numb nose and smelled his wet hand.
      The smell was just as intense as if he were under Mrs. Broker's feet again.
      Timmy quickly stood up and looked at his wet, smelly, naked frame. As he
      glared down at his feet Timmy saw his reddened, moist skin, and an erection
      starring him in the face. As he looked past his mid-resion, timmy saw his feet
      standing in a small puddle of smelly foot sweat made by well formed by his
      impression on the soft insoles. but soon the smell of his environment became
      too much for Timmy and he began to make his way out to the heel of Mrs.
      Broker's flat where the are was less stale and pungent. As he looked up from
      inside of the heel of Mrs. Broker's shoe Timmy saw vast stretches of
      stockinged legs. Some legs were brown, one was black and another was a clear
      grey. When he looked up further Timy saw his mentor talking with Mrs. Broker
      and some otherteachers in the lounge. Most everybodies attention was on
      Timmy's mentor who was explaining to the faculty the program that she had
      prescribed for Timmy. Timmy was able to make out the conersation, although he
      did not understand all of the psych jargon that his mentor was pulling out on
      the teachers and judging from the looks on their faces Timmy could deduce that
      they didnt understand either. As Timmy stood there starring up these giantess
      teacher's faces he was stupyfied...what was he to do now? But just then Mrs.
      Broker looked down at her shoe and noticed TImmy was at the heel. Mrs. Broker
      interrupted Timmy's mentor's conversation when she said..."oh no you dont!"
      and quickly began putting her foot back into her shoe covering Timmy once
      again with her foot stink as she pushed him down into the toe of her shoe and
      rubbed her wrinkly smelly feet up against his naked body once more. As the
      world once more grew dark and smelly Timmy could had sworn that he heard
      laughter. Timmy lay beneath the feet of Mrs, Broker for another 5minutes when
      she quickly removed her foot, releasing her hold on Timmy and bent over to
      summon Timmy out. "Timmy...come out to the heel now we need to discuss your
      punishment..you are in big trouble young man." Timmy inched his way out to the
      heel when Mrs. Broker dumped her shoe over causing Timm to roll out onto the
      floor. As Timmy looked up from the floor and Mrs. Broker's shoe moved away
      from from his sight he saw three teachers, his mentor, and a freshman female
      student who TImmy had seen before but didnt know her name. Timmy's Mentor then
      moved in over Timmy and told Timy to lay flat on his back. Timmy promptly
      obeyed knowing that if he barely sneezed that he would probably be punished
      for another full day. As all of these femlaes starred down on him Timmy became
      embarrased knowing that he was naked and covered his groin with his hands. One
      of Timmy's teahcers...Ms. Plum......another 50 yr old teahcer with a prune
      face and grey hair, ordered Timmy to spread forth his legs and his arms and
      not to cover any spots as he is to be thouroughly covered in the stink of
      their feet. Having said that Ms. Plum removed her shoe andslid her grey
      stockinged foot towards timmy's feet. From there she gently and caressingly
      smoothed her toes over Timmy's feet, knees, then groin and finally chest
      stopping near his neck and pinning him down. Timmy could feel the warmth
      moisture of her soft stockinged toes caress his body from shoulder to toe. But
      the smell left something to be desired. It was sour and musty and had a slight
      leather smel to it all at once. While Ms. Plum rubbed Timy over with her smely
      feer, Timmy's mentor began to explain to Timmy his punishment for the day.

      Looking down at Timmy with a haughty smirk, Timmy's mentor explained..."Now
      Timmy...Do you remember what I told you about what woud happen to you if you
      misbehaved? Well, you misbehaved, and now your going to have to spend the rest
      of the day at someone's feet. I would like to introduce you to Christine. In
      order that you can still attend classes while being punished we have
      designated Christine here to be your 'foot buddy' and she will wear you at her
      feet for the rest of the day and since she has all of her classes with you,
      you will not miss any of them." As Timmy's mentor was explaining to Timmy that
      he would have to spend the rest of the day at the feet of some freshman girl,
      Timmy looked up and examined Christine. She was dusty blonde, blue eyed, with
      rounded cheeks and dimples. She seemed a little froo froo as she looked down
      at him in amazement. She was wearing jeans, a pair of dirty white reebox, and
      timmy thought she was ewaring white sox, but wasnt sure as it was hard to look
      up her leg due to the proximity of his pinned body. With Ms. Plums raunchy
      foot still ontop of Timmy, Timmy's mentor began explaining to Christine how to
      wear Timmy in her shoe,making sure to reitirate that Timmy must be placed
      underneath her crevices so she doesnt suffocate him. After having explained to
      Christine what she must do, she tld her to take off one of her shoes and sox.
      When she did, Ms. Plum released Timmy from the warm caresses of her smelly
      foot and Timmy felt cool air rush over his warm smelly body. Then Timmy's
      mentor reached down and grabbed Timmy between her forefiner and thumb around
      his waist. She lifted him up causing TImmy to feel a rush of wind blow up
      against his face as he ascended high into the air. Then Timmy looked straight
      on at Christine's pretty face with her fluttering blue eyes and chubby
      cheecks. But Timmy's pretty sight was marred when he looked down below him and
      saw down the opening of Christine's crusty smelly white sock. Unable to stop
      his descent into the confines of his soon to be foot prison as Timmy's mentor
      delivered him into the sock, timmy began to smell the musty smell of
      Chrtistine's feet. Timmy crindged in disgust, but alas, twas nothing Tiny Tim
      could do save suffer at the smelly feet of Christine. When Timmy's mentor had
      pushed her arm into the sock all the way she released her grip on Timmy and
      allowed him to fall on his back in the toe. The smell here was awfull for
      TImmy and the feeling of the crusty sock agaisnt his naked bud was slimey, and
      sticky. Suddenly all began to move and sway as Christine took her sock and
      inserted her size 41/2 foot into the sock. Timmy watched as the ends of the
      sock shuffled followed by Christines foot emerging from the white wall of the
      sock inching it's way towards poor Timmy. Timmy smelled a vinegary smell that,
      combined with the must of the sock, packed a powerfull punch. Timmy watched in
      frightfull anticipation as Christine's plump, reddened, toes mvoed over
      Timmy's naked frame, rubbing their slimey, warm and pungent flesh across
      Timmy's face and body. When Chritine, pilled the socks to a tight fit, Timmy
      gasped as he nearly extended the full length of her toe crevices. No doubt,
      Christine's petite feet were a bit too small and made for an awfully tight
      fit. As Christine, inserted her footinto her smell reebox, the pressure
      increased 10 fold and Timmy was practically suffocating. When Christine moved
      her smelly toes over Timmy's body, the it was as if her were being trampled by
      500 pound women. Fortunately for Timmy though Cristine recognized that it
      indeed truely was a tight fit and not very comfortable for herself as well.
      When she complained to Timmy's mentor though she told her to stand up and walk
      around ontop of Timmy and see how it felt. With that Christined stood up and
      forced pressure onto her feet. What was once 500 lb women, became one ton
      women and Timmy was truely suffocated...he couldnt breath on account of the
      pressure on his chest. As Christine walked around and felt TImmy's body over
      under her toes, she told the mentor that they Timmy was still a bit
      uncomfortable. Thank goodnes for Timmy the suffocation only lasted for 20-30
      secs, after which Timmy was releived when Christine sat down. Timmy's mentor
      then told Christine to take off her shoe and show her her foot. So, Christine
      intied her shoe, and removed her feet, allowing Timmy to breath once more,
      though it was still difficult. As Christine lifted her foot up of the ground
      and brought it over to Timmy's mentor, the mentor began to examine the
      crevices of Cristine's toes and the buldge that was timmy behind the dirty
      sock. When timmy's mentor caught a whiff of Christine's foot she said."my
      goodness Christine, when was the last time you changed your socks?", causing
      Christine to blush with embarrasment as she lied and said..."Those are fresh,
      I just washed them last night." Of course the truth was that Christine had not
      wahsed those socks in a week and pulled them out f the dirty laundry.
      Meanwhile, while Timmy's mentor continues her fondling and examining of Timmy
      and Christine's crevices, she too decided that the fit was too small to be
      healthy. Timmy thouht to himself ater hearinf this that he could poosibly be
      relesed for the day and took a sigh of releif. But poor Timmy never escapes
      foot punishment. Suddenly, Timmy's world was shaken and Timmy's once crushed
      body was now falling down to the heel of christines sock as Timmy's mentor
      began removing it. When Christine's foot was completely free from the sock,
      Timmy once again fell into the toe section as the sock shifted. When Timmy
      looked up he saw his Gail's hands (his mentor) reach down towards him and
      grasp him between her fingers.She lifted timmy out as Timmy saw flashes of
      white netting pass before his eyes and smelled fresher air coming from above.
      Finally he was out of the sock and held before Gail's face who looked at him
      intently as she said. "Yeah, he's a bit too big for Christine's feet, so we
      will have to make him smaller. Timmy grew afraid as Gail layed him down on a
      paper plate on the coffe table in the teacher's lounge. she then hovered her
      face and lips over TImmy. As Timmy looked up he could see nothing but Gail's
      giant face starring down on him and and her hair forming a wall that prevented
      him from seeig anything to the left or right of him. suddenly, Timmy crindged
      as he saw a yellowish white froth forming at Gail's lips. It was a huge ball
      of spit that was larger than TImmy. The spit gooed down clser and clser to
      Timmy in a slow honey like drip. And then it finally broke and a wet, slimey
      ball of frother, smelly spit splashed down on Timmy who was quickly
      overwhelmed by the awfull smell and disgusting slime that covered him from
      head t toe. Timmy tried to srand up but was unable as he kept slipping and
      sliding. The teacher's laughed at Timmy's plight thinking it amusing. Timmy
      kept his mouth tightly shut so as not to swallow any of Gail's disgusting
      spit. unfortunately this forced Timmy to smell the spit which caused him to
      gag aa few times. It didnt take long before TImmy began to shrink once more.
      He was now reduced from two centimeters to one. Then Gail reached down to grab
      Timmy and carefully picked up his slimey, spit covered body and once more
      delivered Timy into Christine's sock. Timmy could smell the musty sock once
      inside but was still overwhelmed by the smell of Gail's spit. Finally,
      chrisinte once more oinserted her foot into her sock and wiggled her toes
      around Timmy declaring that the fit was perfect. Indeed it was more
      comfortable for Timmy as he could actually move around. Timmy has never been
      this small before and did not have to worry about being forcibly brought to
      climax as he could actually move. Or so Timmy thought. No sooner then Timmy
      began to squirm Christine scrunched her toes and Timmy was mooshed against her
      hunks of smelly flesh. The smell was overwhelming and acridic. And Timmy, now
      scrunched beneath and forced to smell the awfull smells of these females once
      more grew erect. There was no stopping this torture Timmy thought to himself.
      Timmy could hear nothing outside of the movements of Christine's toes, he
      could smell nothing but Christine's feet and the spit of Gail, he could see
      nothing but darkness and feel nothing but slimey, sticky hunks of flesh and
      mesh rubb up against him.

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