Giantess Family 3: Emmy's Stinky Socks

Arcana picked me up and took me down the hall to my sister Emmy's room. She opened the door and simply tossed me to Emmy without so much as a word. I landed softly on her bed and she wasted no time picking me up. Apparently word had gotten around about my situation and she was already ready and waiting for her turn. She took off her shoes and socks and stood up, carelessly tossing me down onto the floor. I hit with a painful thud and rolled over on my back just in time to see Emmy's giant foot descending down upon me.

She slammed her foot down on me with a powerful stomp and then proceeded to twist her foot and grind me into the floor. When she lifted her foot, I stuck for a moment then fell back down to the floor. Seeing that I hadn't stayed stuck to her foot, she slammed it down on me again, pressing harder and grinding me more intensely. This time when she lifted her foot I was pressed deep into the ball of her foot, and despite me trying to struggle and break free, I was stuck fast. 

She picked up her dirty, discolored sock and slipped it over me. I knew I was in trouble. There was no telling how long she had been wearing these socks. She had her own little side business selling socks and was known to wear the same pair for well over a week or two. Between the smell of her sock and the smell emanating freshly from her hot sweaty foot combined to create a dizzying lung burning stench. She put her other sock on, and then her sneaker. Then she picked up the sneaker intended to cover the foot that I was trapped to.

"You ready little bro?" She asked, finally acknowledging my existence. "Just so you know, these socks still have a lot of work to go before I can sell them, and I figured I'd show you first hand just how much hard work I put into my business. But you already know, once this shoe goes on, it'll be quite some time before it comes off again. You can look forward to days on end of nothing but darkness surrounding you with the taste and smell of my sweaty feet. It's going to make me so happy knowing you're trapped down there.

You know I always loved to torture and torment you with my stinky nasty feet, but I'll tell you what, this takes the entire experience to a whole new level of fun and enjoyment. Just knowing that you'll be tormented by my foot, day in and day out, until I finally decide to set you free. Oh it's going to be wonderful. I wish I didn't have to share you with the rest of our sisters. If I didn't you would never be free from your current position. Anyways, it's kind of weird talking to a bug on your foot, so I'm just gonna put my shoe back on. See you again in a week or so!"

A week or so!? Fuck! I was in some serious trouble. I knew she was very serious and had every intent of sticking to her word. The world of hell I was already facing quickly grew worse as she plunged her foot into her sneaker. Her shoes were almost two years old at this point, and she's been selling dirty socks for much longer than that. These shoes smelled like death before she even owned them for a month. Now, almost two years later, Hell wasn't a strong enough world. I would prefer the smell of sulfur over the stench I was being forced to inhale. Not the mention the heat from her foot felt as though I was being cooked alive and her sweat was burning my skin and eyes. The worst part of it all, was that it had only just begun. I had only been in her shoe for a matter of minutes and death was all I could wish for.

I was still suffering the taste of everything that Arcana unloaded into me, and as I lay trapped under the foot of Emmy, I very quickly realized she never turned off the absorbing feature. That meant that the entire time I would be trapped under her foot, I would be forced to drink a never-ending supply of foot sweat as it was sucked directly into every pore in my body that had all also now developed taste buds.

For a week and a half I got to learn first hand how a sock felt being forced to absorb sweat inside a shoe that never came off. By the time her sock and shoe came off, I felt as though I had become one with her foot. My every sense had begun to revolve around her foot so much that I felt as though I had become a part of it. Even after she peeled me off and discarded me onto the floor, I could still taste and smell her foot as though I were still attached to it. 

"Ok twerp," she said, "your time with me is almost up, but before I pass you on, I need you to give my feet a good tongue bath. I mean, I know you know just how badly they need to be cleaned, so get to it!"

I sighed, defeated. I made my way to her foot and began to lick the filth that had accumulated between her toes. I couldn't believe it, but licking the filth in between her toes actually tasted worse than what I was tasting when I was trapped under her foot in her shoe. Clearly the worst of it all accumulated at the toes, and now I was being forced to endure it. As I was struggling to force down the toxic sludge that was Emmy's toe jam, my sister Adrianna walked in.

"Yo," She said to Emmy, "are you almost done with him already? You've had him for almost two weeks. Don't you think it's time someone else got a turn?"

"Yea yea," Emmy responded nonchalantly. "You'll get your turn once he's done licking my feet here. What's your rush anyways?"

"These damn new socks leave a shit ton of fuzzies all over my feet and I want him to clean them off for me"

"Ok, I hear ya. Just let me finish what I got goin here and I'll bring him right to you."

"Thanks sis." 

And with that Adrianna walked off, content in knowing it was her turn next, and I was left to finish what I had started with Emmy. I didn't want to lick anymore, but I also didn't want to finish. I knew once I was done it was just going to be more of the same anyways. Once I'm finished cleaning these feet, I get to go clean another disgusting pair of feet. I hate feet! Especially the ones attached to my sisters. Was this footish nightmare ever going to end??



To Be Continued...