This choice: You aren't discovered at all, and remain stuck in Trish's heel the whole day. • Go Back...Chapter #9You aren't discovered at all, and remain st... by: Kentwolf   Sadly for you, your mother didn't notice anything different in her heels. She had recently purchased a pair of gummy insoles for extra comfort in her heels and your presence wasn't even noticed as you felt just like the insole you were crushed against. You had no idea how you had ended up in your mothers heel but you wished she would take them off soon. Alas it was not to be.
Barbara, Trish and Tina got out the car and walked along the pavement into the mall, your mother unaware she had brought her son along for a girly day out. Each footstep smashed you repeatedly, you could feel the heat off your mothers foot, you could taste her skin and foot sweat, you just wanted to go back to being with Mary. The trio walked along popping into the nearest clothing boutique and began browsing, walking slow and standing still more often than not as they looked at skirts, dresses and all sorts that caught their fancy.
With your mother standing still the weight was a constant pressure above you, you tried as much as you could to squirm under foot, but you may as well try to hold back the ocean for all the good it did. With her weight ontop of you and the gummy conforming around you, you were effectivly immobile. It was a good hour of browsing before the women headed with huge armfuls of clothing to the changing rooms and you got a breather, your mothers foot sliding out of the heel, leaving you firmly indented in the gummy insole staring at the glimpse of the outside world.
At your angle, down near the toes, you couldnt see much beyond light, you knew you wouldnt be visible to anyone looking down at the heels and worst of all, there wasnt really any space to reform in the toe section, you had to wait for rescue from someone who couldnt see you! You listened to the oohs and aahs as the women modeled outfits for each other, losing track of time as they tried on all the clothes before picking what they liked.
Your world became black again as you saw your mothers foot return, you wanted to scream and run but all you could do was wait and silently cry as your mothers weight squished back down on you and the tan gummy insole. The rest of the day you stayed firmly under foot, listening to the muffled conversations as they ate lunch in the food court, got crushed repeatedly as they walked about the stores and listened helplessly as they sat in the cinema watching some girly romantic comedy film that seemed to take an eternity to get through.
Finally, after an endless day of torture underfoot, the women drove home, Tina dropped Trish off back home and picked up Mary who still was trying to figure out where you had gotten to, she sees your mother and feels nervous wondering if she should admit the prank she pulled earlier and how she lost you or keep quiet and hope you turn up on your own...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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