This choice: Straight for the Source. • Go Back...Chapter #4Straight for the Source. by: NVR   You considered both options, the rational part of you advising to go for the socks because it was just safer, but when you remembered according to the dream you wouldn't experience pain or death while shrunk, you felt an odd thrill to test it. If it didn't work you were going to put your life at a very stupid risk but if it did it would open up so many possibilities
Your heart rate accelerated a bit as you cautiously approached the coach where the girl was lying. Just to get a small taste of what was to come you took a slight detour to the white socks on the floor, and delighted when you noticed two things, the powerful smell of her sweat which had that cheesy quality you always fantasized with, and the black imprints on the sole part of the sock which told you going straight for the source was definitely worth it
You made it to the couch and craning your head up you noticed the girl's beautiful eyes were focused on the television, and how she had a pleasant expression on her face, taking little breaths from her mouth as she recovered from her intense gameplay, relaxing and enjoying the afterglow of a healthy physical exercise. Your targets were close to the floor as the girl wasn't tall enough to put her feet down while she was on the couch, which gave you the opportunity to just go under them at your reduced size and enjoy the view and potential smell.
Feeling more confident and excited you don't bother covering yourself as you run to position yourself under her sweaty feet, knowing you were supposed to not experience pain and looking forward to experience one of your fetishes for the first time in your life, one that looked impossible to achieve. Once you reached your destination your eyes watered as a mix of the overbearing smell and the experience surpassing your expectations, when you got near enough her feet, even with the distance between her sole and the floor it was like entering a different planet!
The air around your position was completely beaten by the natural aroma of sweat and dirt emanating from the giant feet that were casting a looming shadow over you, the sensation was hard to describe, and it was certainly a lot more powerful than what you experienced with the sock. You could still detect that old cheese like quality you liked but it now was like a faint trace of something else, something that seemingly your nose receptors weren't able to fully make sense of. Looking up you also got entranced by the size of the girl's foot and the very slight, probably involuntary movements she was doing, along with the white, pink and slightly dark patterns of her sole and heel, the little skin cuts that came with playing too much at her age and finally her toes, calling your attention after the girl happened to scrunch them and a tiny piece of sock lint fell down from your heaven.
You went to pick up the piece of lint, so small it looked like a medium sized string to you so it was probably imperceptible for her. This somehow enhanced your experience even more, as you became more aware of the scale separating you from this giantess and felt a strange sense of devotion, you felt like you received a gift from an entity above you, just like the angel or whoever who gave you this power to shrink and allowed you to actually live this. Saving the lint in your pocket you now considered the possibilities.
You could try and interact with her feet, climbing the couch or growing a bit so you could reach her, although maybe this would call her attention.. Or you could shrink even more and wait for the opportunity to reach her whenever she put her feet on the floor, picturing yourself becoming as small as the piece of lint, and wondering how much more intense the experience would be...
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