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My Best Friends Foot Pet
🕑 Added 2022-12-08 01:31:15 +0000 UTCAh Rachel... We had been best friends since junior high and I've always been madly in love with her. She loves to tease and torment me, especially with her stinky feet. She knows I can't stand feet but insists that I just say that to hide the fact that I love her smelly feet. She has a very dominant personality and sees me as her own personal little toy. I'm so in love with her that I can't help but to obey her every whim. She likes sit on my face, especially when she's gassy and absolutely loves to rub her sweaty feet on my face when we're hanging out watching tv, and will sometimes even go to the lengths of making me lay on the floor so she can use me as a human foot stool. I absolutely hate it, and her feet stink beyond comparison but it makes her happy so I submit. Even with knowing the great lengths she goes through to keep her feet at their smelliest, I still can't help but lay down and take it. We were hanging out when I caught the shrinking virus, and she said that since we were best friends that meant that it was her responsibility to look after me now. Now not all tiny's are indestructible, but they are all super resilient and hard to crush. Knowing this, Rachel showed no hesitation whatsoever to throw me into the hot stinky flat that she had been currently wearing. "I know you love having my sweaty feet all over you," she said. "I don't care what you say about how much you can't stand them, if that was true you wouldn't have let me rub them all over your face all those times. So now I'll give you what you've always wanted, a lifetime at my beautiful stinky feet!" I screamed as her foot came down and trapped me in her shoe. I couldn't believe this was really happening, but I did understand how she could think I secretly wanted this. That night when she finally pulled me out of her flat I watched in horror as she pulled a dirty sock out of her old gym shoes. "You know," she said, "I never wash these socks. And I do it just to keep my feet nice and stinky for you. I know you'll love spending the night in my sock so snug up against my foot as I sleep. And I'm just going to love always having you at my feet, all day everyday!" Yup, I was screwed, and I knew it. It was a long night in her sock. The smell was more than I could take, and being pressed so tightly against the source there simply was no getting used to it. The next morning she got up and left me in her sock as she slid her feet into her nasty gym shoes and started working out. Within minutes I was drenched and I knew her morning workouts ranged from an hour to an hour an a half. And on some rare occasions she might push herself for two hours, which she decided to do this day. I felt as though I was being water boarded by her sweat and the heat here feet was giving off was beyond intense and unbearable. At the end she peeled her sock of slowly, savoring the moment. I was sealed fast to her foot and she really had to scratch at me to be able to pull me off, only to pin me up against it again as she did her stretches. Although it still sucked, it was nice to be out of the wet, air tight confines of her shoe. The break was short lived though. She finished her stretches and dropped me into her shoe. I could only watch on in fear as her bare foot came down into the shoe. I ran to the toe section but it didn't make much difference. Honestly, it was probably the worst choice I could have made. I tripped and ended up on my back just as her foot finished filling the shoe. My lower half was painfully pinned under the ball of her foot while my head was in the little space under her toes. The heat quickly rose again. I couldn't take it, I was so hot and thirsty that I had no choice to lick up and drink some of the sweat that trickled down her toes. It was all falling on my face anyways. She left me there for the rest of the day and even ended up sleeping with her shoes on. The next morning she put me through another workout, only this time there was no reprieve while she did her stretches. She didn't take her shoes off until after she finished with her dinner. when she dumped me out of her shoe I fell limp to the floor, to exhausted to move. She sat down and pinched my hand between her big toes and lifted me up off the floor, giggling as I just dangled there. "I have a special surprise for you," she told me. "Just like with my feet, the fact that you let me fart in your face all those times I have to believe you really enjoy that too. You're such a weird little freak, but that's what I've always loved about you. I would have married you just to keep you as my own little pet at full size, but now that you've shrunk, you actually are a LITTLE pet! Now I get to keep you with me forever wherever I go! But anyways, back to your surprise, I had taco's for dinner, and you know what that always does to me." Those words were enough to get me moving again. As much as I hated the smell of her feet her taco farts were even worse. Thankfully this was something she didn't do too often, but my heart always sank when she said she was in the mood for taco's because it always meant the same thing. I tried to fight back and break free of her for the first time ever. Thats not how she saw it though. "Ooohh, someone's excited! I didn't realize you loved that so much or I would have done it more often. But don't worry, now that I know..." She trailed off as she picked me up and brought me around to her backside. She pulled back on her waist band and wasted no time dropping me in. Pressed up tight against her ass cheek I could feel the minor vibration that was her stomach growling. She walked around getting herself ready to relax for the night, leaving me pinned. When I was time to sit down however, she repositioned me so I was trapped in her crack. As she sat down her cheeks spread pushing me deeper and closer to my worst nightmare. I could feel her shift as she reached for her blanket. She loved to hot box me when she sat on my face, this was no different.. for her. For me at this size I was deeply in trouble. As her gas started to slip out directly in my face I just wanted to die. The smell was beyond description. It was death if death could die. I was in Hell and my beautiful Rachel thought that this was exactly what I wanted. It wasn't just going to be a long night, it was going to be a long lifetime...
