Ash inhaled deeply. Her stinky foot smell filled the bedroom at the North Pole. She cooed once again as she ran her feet over her size 22 feet, the feeling of her fingers dancing across her giant soles and large baby carrot sized toes. She looked at her massive collection of massive shoes and giggled like a schoolgirl.
Ash looked in the mirror and admired what she saw, as she slipped her big and wide feet into a pair of New Versace Classic Python Silver and Red Shoes. They were over-the-top statement shoes. The deep Silver python scales had accents of red leather. The python scales wrapped around the entire heel. The original price is $1,275.00 for a pair of 5.5 inch-heels and a platform which measured 1.5 inches. But at the gigantic size and width of her feet Ash had to make Santa pay much, much more so that they could be custom made to fit her feet.
Barely able to take her eyes off her feet Ash moved up her body, smiling at her black tights, which flowed into her traditional Mr. Claus coat turned Mrs. Claus dress. She wore plain white cotton gloves and a traditional Santa hat on top of her white hair that flowed into black tips. Her hair was straight and came to mid back, and was soft and shiny.
Ash admired her thick thighs and fat ass. It was big and round but was firm like it was made of solid muscle. Her amazing ass complimented her big F-cup breasts and slightly pudgy body.
Ash once again inhaled the aroma from her feet, and aroma that seemed to be stopped by nothing and quickly filled a room. Smiling from ear to ear Ash once again thought, “Becoming Mrs. Claus was the best thing that ever-happened to me!”
…6 months earlier…
Ash was sitting on her couch, a thin and slight blond hair girl with small thighs, a flat ass, a flat belly, and barely B-cups on her chest. She was depressed for the billionth time in her life as she stared at her small feet and wiggled her toes. “They don’t even smell,” she groused quietly.
“What did you say?” Ash’s sister Danni asked.
“Nothing,” Ash brushed her off as she stared at Danni’s size 11 feet. “Can you cover your feet up?” Ash asked. “They really stink today.”
“Sorry,” Danni replied slipping her shoes back on. “But you do have to understand, you know I have a medical condition that makes them smell more than normal.”
Have to understand? Ash didn’t have to understand anything! In fact she was jealous. She nodded at her sister, her jealousy of Danni’s feet growing. The doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” Ash volunteered. As she made her way downstairs to the front door, she tucked her blond hair behind her ear as she once again wished her feet were twice the size of her sister’s and ten times more foul smelling.
Ash opened the door, “Hello?”
“Hello dear,” replied a woman who looked like Mrs. Claus. “Have I got a deal for you!”
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