After hearing this your mother turns to your sister and says “I think it would be best if Guy stays here today and gets some real experience, besides this will give him a chance to make up for the fuss he made this morning.”
*Sister leaves out the door for school”
After your sister leaves your mother lifts her feet a little but still has your legs pinned beneath her heels you look up at her smiling face past her toes
“I am very proud of you for choosing to stay here and help me, most of the work has already been done but I would like you to clean my flats, my good sandals, and some of my other good shoes before Emma gets here, Then I was hoping we could work on some of your manners before I give you to Emma for the weekend, You know she is much more forgiving than most women especially torwards you, but she won’t tolerate disobedience and you know she has a thing for shrinking”
Your mother picks her feet up and slides them into her pink fluffy slippers then she picks you up and carries down the hall to a shoe closet and drops you down into a pile of massive shoes “ there’s a sponge if you need it, I’m going to call Emma she will probably get here around 10:00 or 11:00”
Your mother leaves the room and you think about what she said shrinking?, eating?, giving you away?, you cannot believe this is all happening! You decide to clean her shoes somewhat worried about the consequences of refusing to do so. You clean the sole, thong and straps of your mothers sandals and get to work on her flats, they have a semi-sweet smell to them that’s almost hypnotic, as you are cleaning the soft insides of her flats you hear the doorbell ring
Your mother rushes over to the shoe basket and tries to slide into her flats with you partially inside them you shout “ Hey!” “Oops!, sorry sweetie Emma’s at the door and I’m in a hurry” as she waves her foot over the basket she slides into an old pair of Birkenstocks picks you up in her arms and rushes to the door.
As she opens the door you see a colossal Emma who was noticeably taller than your mother they hug each other smothering you with their chests, and then they came in and they sit on the grey sofa, your mother sets you down, and you notice your mother prepared some tea, and coffee cake that is sitting on top of the coffee table.
You’re underneath the coffee table as Emma kicks off her flats and begins rubbing her feet around the carpet near you, you realize she is trying to play a game with you as the air underneath the coffee table fills with the semi-sweet aroma, she pins you to the ground with her massive feet that are at least 4&1/2ft (1.3 meters) and you can hear her giggle with satisfaction as she wins this little footsie game; you kinda enjoy having her sweet smelling feet on top of you and giving her that satisfaction, she scrunches her toes to play with you, as she goes on talking with your mother
“I was thinking about giving guy to you for the weekend, he needs some experience in how to be an obedient little man, and in the different tasks in pleasing a women” your mum says
“Sounds fun! And I’ve been wanting a little man to play with for some time, I don’t think guy will have a problem with disobedience, he hasn’t stopped cleaning my toes since I’ve gotten here” Emma says
They both look under the table to see you pinned underneath Emma’s right foot
“Oh that’s so good to see him doing what he’s supposed to without being told if only he would be like this all the time! I’m going to call Anita and see if she wants to come over for dinner, I’ll be right back!”
Emma turns to you and hands you a small piece of coffee cake, picks you up and sets you on her massive lap as she crosses her legs and begins to talk to you “so where you having fun down there?” As she glances at your boxers and wiggles her toes for you to see, “maybe... your feet are well kept and have a sweet aroma” you say not trying to sound taboo
“I think so too, you don’t have to be shy around me, I could tell you were enjoying yourself” she says as she smirks at you, you are in something of an awkward silence before she talks “You haven’t gotten around to my other foot, and I will probably have you play with my feet all this weekend”
She drops you down and smothers you with her left foot your mother comes in and says Anita will come here for dinner after work, Emma and your mother play footsie with each other and pass you between their feet for a while, giggling to themselves and chatting.
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