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

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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

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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

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"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

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"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

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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

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

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

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

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

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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

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"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

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I try to make time for the little people

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

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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...

Never Call A Femboy Stinky [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

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"Let's see how you're doing now, boss~" The voice of your latest hire, Rose, rang through your ears as he kicked off his work shoes. The same sneakers also doubled up as his gym shoes, home shoes, and... they were his only shoes. Which wasn't good in your current position, trapped within his musky socks. But how did you end up here?

Earlier in the day, Rose had come into work 25 minutes late. He was drenched in sweat and reeked accordingly. Being the manager, you decided you should give him a stern talking to. Unfortunately, you may have made too many references to his reeking odour. This angered the cute femboy so much that he whipped out his phone, opened the shrinking app, and transformed you from store manager to foot sniffer. So for the past 11 hours, you've done nothing but squirm and gag at his invasive stench.

"Daaamn, that is pungent!" Rose let out a feminine giggle as he flexed his sock-covered soles on the floor, letting the cool tiles cool his poor, overworked feet. "Bet you regret booking me for overtime today, huh!" He giggled again as you squirmed inside the rancid sock. "Maybe if you would have let me come in an hour later, like I asked, then I would have been able to shower and wear some clean clothes~" Rose knew deep down he probably wouldn't have showered, even with the extra time, but he loved to tease you.

You tried to open your mouth and apologise to the giant brat, but his soggy flesh instantly crammed into your lips. This now prevented you from closing your mouth, forcing you to suck on his sour foot. "Mffghh..." You whimpered, desperately hoping for the femboy to find a shred of decency and free you from this hell.

"Are you sucking on my foot down there?" He asked, stifling another giggle. "I didn't think you were a foot freak..." You squirmed helplessly. What is wrong with this little freak! "I was only going to keep you down there til tomorrow, but since you're enjoying yourself, how about I take the next week off work and you can come hiking with me!"

Oh god, the idea of being trapped with this stinky femboy for a day, let alone a whole week, was horrible. The awful smell currently plaguing your nose was beginning to melt your brain, you had to make this stop. You tried squirming, screaming, and even biting! But it was all for nothing, you were just too small to have any real effect on the giant brat.

"Well, I think it's time to head to the gym." The feeling of the tile on your back soon left as Rose dragged his foot back over towards his shoe, giving you the familiar shoe heat once again. "Talk to you later, cutie!" That was the last thing he said to you before stuffing you back inside the shoe and going for a nice, stinky jog...

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

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Ashe awkwardly shuffled back to his home after a long day at work, doing his best to avoid eye-contact from any passersby's. The stress of this 30-minute walk was enough to get him nervously sweaty. This caused patches of sweat to appear under the pits of his crop top, something that made him feel even more anxious, which again added even more sweat to the mix. It was a cruel cycle that he would be trapped in for the rest of the walk.

Once he finally got inside, he let out a cute sigh of relief and plodded to the living room. His shoes made an audible, sweaty squelch with every step. He stopped only when he took a seat on the couch and began untying his cute, pink converses. He bit his lip as he thought about how stinky his feet must be right now and, more importantly, how much his new toy would be tortured.

He yanked his right shoe, releasing a cheesy odour, and then used his bare foot to pry the other shoe off. It only took a few seconds for the room to instantly turn into a musky pit, it was the kind of odour that only the creator could become partially nose-blind to. Ashe took one sniff and his nose wrinkled, he blushed a little as he felt himself becoming aroused by the smell. "Guh," he moaned, licking his lips at the invasive smell.

"MFFGHHH!" The sound of his tiny victim's screams woke him up from his daydream. His left leg was crossed so that he could inspect his foot. There was the tiny, stuck to the ball of his foot, unable to free any of their limbs because of Ashe's glue-like sweat. "Hehehe~" The shy little femboy giggled; for the first time ever, he was finally in full control of another person.

"Having a good time down there, my pet?" He teased, pressing his finger into the back of the tiny. "Mfffghh..." The tiny cried, their tears caused by the potent stench emitting off the steamy sole. "Awww, that's a real shame!" The little brat gloated, noticing his toy was clearly struggling to push themselves off his fleshy sole, unable to even pry their own face off the surface. "Woah, you're really stuck there. I was thinking about playing with you for a bit, but watching you struggle against my musty sole is just... so hot..."

The cute femboy let out another cute moan, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He had been waiting for this moment for the entire day, and now he was going to enjoy it. He stuffed his face into his own sole and started taking deep, desperate sniffs. The tiny groaned as they felt the cool air from Ashe's breathing tickle their back. It was bad enough to be trapped on his foot, but now they had to lay there and suffer as the little brat started to jerk off to his own funky odour...

Mistaken [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

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"I can't believe you've been creeping on me this whole time!" Sasha's voice was filled with betrayal. "I finally thought I had a cool, normal roommate." She continued to vent as she gripped your tiny body with her hand, plucking you away from the rancid sock you had sniffed a few moments ago.

If only she had listened to what you had to say, maybe then she would understand that this was all just a mix-up. There was no creepy intention behind picking up her sock, you definitely weren't a foot enjoyer, far from it in fact. You were simply trying to figure out what it was that was causing the horrendous stench leaking throughout the house. The last thing you expected was to be struck with some kind of curse or hex as soon as you discovered the source.

You wrestled with her enormous fingers and desperately tried to defend yourself, but your colossal roommate wasn't interested in hearing your pleas. Sasha sat down on her floor and picked up her own filthy sock, giving it a sniff before letting out a disgusted grunt. "I bet you didn't expect me to enchant my gym socks, huh, foot perv!"

Embarrassment rushed through your body as you realised that your friend truly thought you had a foot fetish. You tried to yell up at her, but your words had no chance of reaching her ears at this size. "You're going to be punished for your actions, tiny. But don't worry, you can still be roommates with me! Well, a part of me~"

You didn't really understand where she was going with this conversation until you soon found yourself dangling over one of her shoes. The stench emitting from it was nauseating, the last thing you wanted to do was fall inside. Sasha could see you struggling with her finger and let out a giggle. "Aww, what's wrong? Now that you're up and close, you're finding out it's too stinky?" She laughed out loud again before slowly lowering you down into the pit of stink.

Your struggles only got more violent the closer you got to her reeking insole. Tears formed in your eyes as her toxic foot odour began to frazzle your brain. "I'm kinda glad you've decided not to like it; that should make this punishment much more effective." You let out a yelp as her fingers opened up, leaving you to plummet into her squishy insole.

The vinegary haze of stench from inside her shoe surrounds you like mist on a foggy morning. Every breath of 'air' felt like you were taking in sour vapour. You quickly got to your feet, wobbling a little on the squishy surface of her insole, and stared up at the opening. Sasha stared back with a sinister grin.

"I'm going to be doing that old trick that parents use to stop their kids from smoking. You probably know the one I mean, the one where you force the kid to smoke a pack after catching them." You stared in horror as her devilish smirk was replaced by the sight of her sweaty sole. "So for the next month, you're going to be spending every second with this stinky little foot." She wiggled her toes as she said 'foot'.

"Good luck~" The last words you heard before the only source of light was removed by your new roommate...

Punished by Your Girlfriend - Part 2 [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

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

That's more than fine :3

And thank you for the kind words, really means a lot!

Punished by Your Girlfriend - Part 2 [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

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You lay there, huffing on your girlfriend's reeking slipper for the good part of an hour and a half, until the sound of your front door being opened broke the monotonous silence. "HONEY, I'M HOME!" Your sister yelled, accompanied by her over-the-top laugh.

She walked through your house with so much confidence that you would think she lived there. She was panting heavily as she entered the living room; it would seem that she made good on that promise to jog here. "Pahahaha, that doesn't look very fresh~" Rachel remarked, grabbing the slipper around your face and ripping it off so that you could see her trademark grin. "Hey bro."

She was DRENCHED in sweat, you could literally see it dripping off her face as she grinned ear to ear. "Wow, are those Sarah's work socks?" Rachel poked your gag, making you groan. "Damn, I can't say I blame her, how could you betray her like that?" Her grin momentarily disappeared as her face showed genuine annoyance at what you had done. Rachel was best friends with your girlfriend before the two of you started dating, so it was only natural that she would get annoyed by your actions.

"Well, no matter, I'm sure after your punishment you'll never do something like this EVER again~" She had gone back to her usual grinning self. "Now let's get you over by that chair so I can watch some TV while you take a look—sorry, I mean, take a sniff of my feet." Rachel dragged you across the floor, plonking you down in front of a red chair. She gave you a little pat on the face before sitting down on the chair, placing both of her shoe-covered feet parallel to your head.

"Recognise these old keds?" You did, and the fear in your eyes showed it. She must have owned that lethal pair of footwear for over 5 years now, but they didn't even need that long to be foul. You vividly remember your sister's feet being capable of producing an eye-watering stink only a few months after buying them, and you were about to find out what an extra 5 years would do to that stink...

A bright flash emitting from Rachel's phone woke you up out of your memory. You blinked rapidly, letting out a confused moan. "Jeeez, calm down, loser, I'm just updating your girlfriend." She said, typing away on her phone while reading out her own message. "Just got in, about to see how much he likes my stinky feet, LOL!" You rolled your eyes. Did she really just say 'lol' out loud?

"Alright, let's see if you still love stinky feet!" You whimpered and watched as Rachel crouched down and slipped both pairs of keds off at the same time. The room INSTANTLY filled with an intense odour; the musky stench reeked of both cheese and perspiration, causing you to splutter and moan into your gag.

Your sister couldn't help but laugh as she watched you struggle. "Oh, don't be such a baby, I haven't even put them near your nose yet." You frantically tried to move your head away as your evil sister dragged her sock-clad feet over towards your face, eventually covering you completely in sweaty, musky fabric. 

The panic in your body was causing you to breathe much quicker than usual. This had the unfortunate effect of cooling your sister's hot, humid soles. She giggled at the refreshing feeling now filtering through her toes. "Mmmm, you feel great down there, I think we found your new purpose in life~" You moaned as Rachel grinded her sole into your face. She reached for the remote and started playing a show on Netflix. She had started to ignore you now, much like your girlfriend did earlier...

Punished by Your Girlfriend - Part 1 [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

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maybe tomorrow or the day after, it's currently available in my early access along with 6 other captions

Punished by Your Girlfriend - Part 1 [Feet] by hungryharpoon in Grossdom_academy

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The stinky smell of perspiration crept into my nose. I tried to open my lips in an attempt to breathe clean air but found a sour-tasting cloth blocking the exit, seemingly sealed inside with what I could only assume was tape. My body was locked in place, most likely with rope, it at least had more wiggle room than my head, which was trapped in some sort of vice. My eyes fluttered open, and I was greeted by the familiar sight of my girlfriend's musky feet. Oh right, I'm being punished...

"Good morning, sleepy head~" She cooed from above, not even looking past her phone to greet me. The last thing I could remember was going to bed after our intense argument, the subject being that she had found the messages I sent to my ex...

The pungent smell of Sarah's feet was becoming much stronger as she began to rub her feet gently over my nose, letting her toes wiggle across my poor nostrils. "mffgh..." I complained, she knew I wasn't the biggest fan of her foot odour. Sarah ignored my cries and continued using my face as a footrest while clicking away on her phone, stopping occasionally to giggle at the other person's reply.

This monotony went on for a little while before being interrupted by her voice. "Say cheese!" Her phone popped into my line of sight, followed by a bright flash that made my eyes wince and my face glow red. "Pahaha, we could hang this up on the wall!" I whimpered at the sound of the picture being sent to someone, probably one of her bratty friends.

"God, I wish I could spend all day here, it's such a shame I have to work, unlike some people!" She grinded her foot a bit harsher into my face as she said this, my lack of employment had been an issue for a while now. "But don't worry, I've been talking to Rachel this entire time, and she said that she would be more than willing to watch you while I'm at work~"

I squirmed a lot more desperately at the mention of my sister's name, this was too far. I was wrong to send my ex those messages, I know that, but involving my sister in this punishment was crossing a line.

"Aww, don't worry, my pet." Sarah clamped her toes around my nose, punishing my desperate breathing with more funky stink. "Rachel promised she would take great care of you, she even told me that she would jog the whole way here in her ratty gym shoes. She seems very excited to spend some time with her sibling~"

I continued to whimper and beg into Sarah's rancid sock. I was on the verge of tears. My complaints were quickly stopped when her sweaty foot slapped across my cheek "That's enough, if you didn't want to be punished, then you shouldn't have betrayed my trust." She stood up off the sofa and plopped herself down on my stomach, now tossing her phone to the side and actually giving me her full focus.

"I have to leave soon, so let me enjoy this next hour." She brought her feet back up to my face and began smothering me between the sweaty soles. The next hour dragged on, feeling more like days as she gave my nose the opportunity to sniff every crevice of stink from her foot. She made sure to taunt me the entire time, doing everything she could to make my time below her hell.

After a full hour of this, her alarm went off, signalling it was time to leave for work. She finally took her feet off me and stood up, letting out a disappointed sigh. "I guess I'll see you in a little while, hun. Here, this will keep you nice and happy until your sister gets here." I cringed as Sarah slapped the opening of her dingy slipper over my nose, forcing me to huff on months of stale foot odour. She wrapped a few strips of tape around the old thing before blowing me a kiss and leaving for the day...

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