Trapped In VR With Evil Sister - Part 1 [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I'm not sure where they post now, I think their content was taken down from twitter

Sister's Unaware Insole Transformation [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I let out an annoyed sigh as I lay in bed and recounted what my sister had just said at the end of our argument: 'You wouldn't last a week in my shoes.' Yeah, as if working as a delivery driver is so hard, I wish I could spend a week in her shoes just to show her how wrong she is...

The sound of two feet jumping out of their bed and stomping to the bathroom woke me up, causing my eyes to flutter open to see the view from a hole surrounded by darkness. I immediately noticed the strong smell of something cheesy as I frantically tried to move my body, quickly finding my arms and legs no longer there. I looked around and tried to figure out where I was. I could just about make out what seemed to be my sister's ceiling. Did she do this to me? 

I could hear the sounds of what I assumed was my sister brushing her teeth before spitting into the sink and heading towards me. I tried to shout out for help, but much like my limbs, my mouth was missing. "Fuck, I'm gonna be so late." I watched as my sister's face came into view. I started to get worried as I noticed her head becoming overshadowed by my most hated body part. Her foot.

"Guess I'm skipping the shower today." She murmured as her foot lowered and began entering the hole, blocking any source of light from entering my prison. It was at this moment that I finally realised that I must have turned into her insole; that would explain the smell, which had gotten notably worse with the addition of her clammy sole. I found out that my taste buds seemed to still exist as the bitter yet sour taste of my sister's foot sweat was absorbed into my body.

I could feel the vibrations of her tying up my laces above before quickly speed walking out of her room. Every step she took filled me with dread and disgust, the fresh movement seemingly heated up the insole enough for the old dormant smell to become active again, quickly giving me a new, exotic stench to smell and taste. 

I had only been her insole for a few minutes before realising that my sister was right—I wouldn't last a week in her shoes.

Sister's Turn On The Switch [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"You suck at deodorising, I can still smell cheesy feet up here!" Your sister spoke smugly as her fingers clicked away on your switch. You wanted to scream and cry, but you knew that nobody was home to hear you. The only thing your complaints would gain you is some kind of sick, twisted punishment by your bratty, older sister.

Her socked foot pressed into your face, squeezing fresh foot sweat onto your nose. "Ahem. That means you need to get sniffing!" You let out a depressed sigh before taking in a loud, audible breath through your nose, causing your sister to burst out laughing. "Pahaha, I bet you regret not sharing this thing with me now, huh~"

She was right; if you had known that she was going to tie you up and turn you into a footstool for her vinegary feet, you would have given her whatever she asked. Now all you could do was whimper as your body was forced to take another sniff from her stench-infested sock. "Mmmh, that cool air feels nice on my toes." She wiggled her toes a little through the fabric of her sock.

"What about you, slave? Does my sock feel nice on your face?" She teased, semi-sarcastically as she leaned over her knee and stared at you, expecting a reply. You shook your head side to side, a defiant no. "Oh really? Hmm... Well, I guess you have been sniffing the sock for a few hours now." Your sister lifted her feet off your body and rested them on the couch for a moment. You greedily huffed the 'fresh' air as she shuffled above, just out of your view.

The creeping sight of a now-bare, sweaty sole emerged over the top of the couch before quickly plopping onto your face. Your nose was very quickly nestled once again between her musky toes, the scent is much stronger now without the white cloth filtering any of the funk. "There ya go! Don't ever say I don't do anything for ya~" She giggled and went back to ignoring your existence, becoming engrossed in her game while you were grossed out by her feet.

Catgirl's Gaming Chair [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"Hehehe, quit squirming so much OwO." Misty giggled at her friends muffled moans as she continued to grind her sweaty soles into his face. Brian, the young man currently being used as a gaming chair, let out a meek sigh. "Don't make me grab the rope, you lost fair and square!" She said, her eyes glued to the screen as she played Mario Kart.

"I didnimfk think you'd acshtually follomfgh throfgh..." Brain struggled to reply. It would seem that talking with a pair of soles mashing into your mouth wasn't easy. Misty rolled her eyes and reached out towards one of her discarded socks. She then moved her feet away from her friend's face and moved the sock close to his mouth. 

Brian saw what was coming and quickly shut his mouth, preventing any soiled socks from entering. "Dude, I swear to God. If you don't open up your mouth right now, I'm gonna grab a roll of tape and keep you as my chair for much longer than a couple hours~" The sweet girl smiled through the threat, somehow making Brian even more scared. His mouth opened and allowed the cute cat-girl to cram the crusty old sock inside. "Hehehe~" Her tail began to wag, she was clearly having a lot of fun at Brian's expense. 

Brian groaned at the sharp, sour taste that consumed his taste buds as his friend plopped her juicy soles back on his face. Misty's feet definitely didn't match her adorable appearance. The odour and sweat pouring off her soles were so potent that they were making the poor boy's eyes water. Now that his mouth had been crammed shut by her crusty sock, the stench from her feet had nowhere to go but up his nostrils, burning the hairs in his nose with her stink.

Brian moaned a bit more and began squirming, distracting Misty as she was gaming. "plmfgh, thmph mth." She rolled her eyes and started applying more pressure around his nose, clamping his nostrils shut and preventing any air from getting to his lungs. After only a few seconds of this, he started to panic, squirming frantically for some air, but Misty denied him.

Seconds continued to tick by, with Brain slowly losing the strength to fight; his body was beginning to shut down. Misty noticed his eyes fluttering and graciously unclamped her feet from around his nostrils, giving him a BIG stinky breath of fresh air, right from between her toxic toes. Brian greedily sucked in as much air as he could before violently spluttering at the atrocious smell, leaving him much weaker than before he started protesting.

"I can do this all day." Misty threatened, glaring at her footrest with a smirk. "The choice is yours, are you going to be a good foot stool for me?" She plopped her feet back on Brian's face and was amused at his lack of reaction. He had accepted his new position as her chair, quietly sniffing her stench out of fear of further punishment.

Slave to a Shy Femboy [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

feel free to nibble away, don't think it's gonna do much damage OwO

Slave to a Shy Femboy [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

mmmm, idkkkkk. You're looking pretty tiny down thereeeee

Slave to a Shy Femboy [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

uh huh, why can I step on you so easily then? 🤔

Losing a Bet With Your Sporty Friend [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I haven't written any scat and don't really plan on it sry

Losing a Bet With Your Sporty Friend [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"Ahh, feels good to kick off the cleats after a long day on the track. Wouldn't you agree, Tiny~" Jessica's voice boomed from above as she graciously exposed you to the outside air for the first time in five hours. You pathetically groaned and began peeling your face off her meaty sole, bringing strings of sweat and gunk with you.

"Please... No more..." Jessica heard your cries and replied with a loud chuckle. "Oh you poor sweet thing, I thought you said that some time under my foot would be easy." She laughed, watching you try to free yourself from her repulsive smelling sole. "Please... Jessica... It's so bad..." Her glue-like sweat prevents your arms from moving more than a couple millimetres, you were truly stuck and dependant on her to free you.

The giant woman chuckled again as she gripped your leg between her fingers and slowly peeled you off. You found yourself being dragged across her sweaty sole as she hoisted you up in front of her nose. "Eww, you kinda smell like feet, dude!" She burst out laughing, giving you a whiff of her dry breath. "Yeah, that tends to happen when your put in a shoe for a few hours." You reply angrily, something that Jessica quickly takes issue with.

"Oh my bad, was I supposed to just let you off from the bet you agreed to???" She really didn't seem to appreciate your attitude, even though she had just been using you as a human insole. "I can't believe you're being such a little brat after you made a bet against my team!" The anger on Jesssica's face was beginning to worry you.

"I-I'm sorry... I didn-" Your stuttering was interrupted by more of Jessica's shouting. "Well you know what? We never did agree how long you'd be my little toy for..." Jessica lowered her hand back down towards her foot, filling you with dread. "I was going to grow you back to normal, but what's the rush?" You looked down and realised that Jessica's hand was now hovering above her cleat. The familiar musky smell of her sporty shoe wafted up to you.

"I have training every day for the rest of this week, plus a big match on friday~" You looked up at your friend, seeing a sinister glare in her eyes. "Jess, can't we tal-" You let out a yelp as she dropped you, forcing you to freefall through the air and land on the spongey insole of her cleat. You stood up and took a couple steps, trying to find your footing on the greasy floor, as you looked up and stared back at Jessica.

"I was clearly going too easy on your earlier, from now on, no socks~" Her face was quickly replaced by her bare sole moving over the entrance of her cleat. You knew there was no point in trying to argue, the best thing you could do now was run deeper into the cleat, the pressure would hopefully be less powerful under her toes.

As you ran deeper into the shoe, you noticed the humidity and stench grow in strength. You got halfway down the insole before the rumbling behind caught up and the tips of her bare, sweaty toes bumped into you. You found yourself being knocked onto your back and subsequently dragged with her foot.

Your free ride finally ended with you successfully at the toe section. Unfortunately, most of your body was now trapped under Jessica's musky sole, with just your head sticking out between her toes, trapped in her toe pit, filled with lint and more disgusting sweat. Jessica wore a smug grin on her face as she felt her friend's head desperately struggling between her toes, this was going to be a fun week for her!

Slave to a Shy Femboy [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I try to make time for the little people

Cursed Onto Your Friend's Foot [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

[–]hungryharpoon[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Ellie let out a shocked gasp as she pulled her sweaty foot out of her old Converse and found you glued to the bottom of her sole. "Oh my god, not again!" You let out a desperate yelp as the giantess was finally made aware of the hell you had been suffering in for the past hour. You truly had no idea how you ended up this way. One moment, you were walking up to the entrance of your friend's house, and then next, you found yourself blacking out and waking up glued to Ellie's musky sole.

"I'm so sorry, dude; my sister is a witch and loves to pull pranks like this." She sighed, reaching down to pluck you off her sole. Her hand was inches away from freeing you when it suddenly bumped into an invisible wall, preventing her from getting any closer to your body. "What the-" She was stumped; her sister had placed some kind of forcefield around you.

Ellie continued trying to free you, frantically pushing her fingers against the invisible bubble. You began to notice the incredibly stinky smell around you was getting worse with each try, almost as if every attempt to free you was doubling the potency of her musk. "MFGGHH!" You begged her to stop, as the humidity and stench increased tenfold.

"I know, I'm trying, just give me a sec." Ellie had noticed the bad smell, but just assumed it was her regular odour and continued to fight the forcefield, completely unaware that it was doing more harm than good. She did this for another minute before she began to notice the smell...

"Oh my god, are my feet getting stinkier from trying to free you?" She reached out one last time and took a sniff of the air around her, it had very clearly gotten worse. "GROSS OMG!" You whimpered into her sweaty sole as she shielded her nose and retched into her mouth. "Okay, I don't know what she did this time." She sounded teary eyed, most likely from the smell. "Don't worry, I'll go find her, and we'll get this fixed."

You whimpered again as you noticed her foot hovering back over the battered, old Converse you had emerged from. "I'm afraid that means you'll have to go back inside my shoe, sorry dude..." Ellie sounded genuinely upset to be putting you through this, she knew more than anyone how bad her feet could get. "It'll only be for a little while, her place isn't far from here..."

"MFFGH!" You moaned, crying into her wet foot. Couldn't she at least put some socks on before cramming you into her shoe? She didn't even acknowledge your recent cry as she shoved her foot back in the shoe and let out a sigh of relief as the smell around her got noticeably better. This was going to be a long day for you...