The New Girl

A new family had just moved in a few houses down a few days ago. They had a daughter who was the same age as my sister, and they immediately hit it off. They had spent the whole week hanging out and getting to know each other and now that it was Friday, they were going to be having a sleepover at my house. I was so excited! This chick was so hot on so many levels, I couldn't wait to have her stay over. As the two sat in my sisters room, I knelt quietly outside her door trying to listen in. I couldn't make out much of what was being said and had just started to turn around to leave when my sister opened the door and caught me. "Ew you little creep!" She yelled. "Were you trying to spy on us!?" She grabbed me by the arm and yanked me into the room. The new girl, Lorena, was sitting on her bed giggling. "We should teach him a lesson about being a perv!" She said to my  sister. "What should we do to him?" "Well, I wasn't sure if I was going to tell you or not, but I think we're going to be best friends, especially after this, so here goes.. I'm a witch. I come from a long line of witches and am very well versed in magic. We don't usually tell people, only a select few, but you strike me as someone who I could have a lot of fun with. So what do you say, should we use some magic to teach your brother a lesson?" We both stood there in silent shock for a moment. She couldn't be serious. "Ok," she said, "a quick demonstration to show you I'm not making this up." She snapped her fingers and I began to shrink rapidly to the floor. I looked up at my sister who looked down at me with the same expression of shock that I had. The difference however is that when I stopped shrinking, my face turned to that of fear, but for my sister, a sinister smile spread across her face. She scooped me up and held me in her palm as Lorena made her way over to us. "What should we do with him?" my sister asked. "Well," Lorena responded, "since he wants to be a little perv, how bout we give him what he came for?" "What do you mean by that?" "I love dishing out ironic punishments. Like this, watch." She unbuttoned the top of her shirt, grabbed me out of my sisters hand, used her free hand to separate her boobs and dropped me down between her tits. The second I was in between them she let go and they sealed around me. If someone would've told me this was going to happen, I would have been overflowing with excitement. However, the reality of the situation was not as wonderful as the fantasy would lead you to believe. The heat was intense. As she moved around I was forced more and more under her boob where it was the hottest and sweatiest. I found myself drinking her boob sweat to make sure I didn't drown in it. It was extremely salty and I fought with everything I had to break free. Outside of my hot, sweaty prison of flesh, I heard the two girls laughing and got battered repeatedly from the bouncing in her chest that it had caused. Finally, two fingers reached in, pinched me and started to pull me up. I was half way free when she let go again. I was pinched between her breasts, which kept me from falling in again, but I still tried to fight to free myself the rest of the way. The two continued to laugh as they watched me struggle. "Oh my God look!" My sister exclaimed. "He's completely drenched in your boob sweat! How pathetic!" They both laughed even harder. "All this fun is making me hungry," Lorena said, "got anything to eat?" "Yea, tuck him away and lets go to the kitchen to get some food and figure out what we should do with him next!" Lorena put her finger on my face and effortlessly shoved me back down into her cleavage until the only thing left sticking out was my head. I watched in horror as she rebuttoned her shirt and the two walked off as though this was all completely normal. They grabbed some food and took it back to the room to eat and talk in private. "So what do you think we should do to him next?" My sister asked "Well," she responded, "like I said, I love ironic punishments.. What does he do that annoys you the most?" "Well, honestly, it's kind of embarrassing, but he's always giving me a hard time because I have really stinky feet. I've tried everything from creams to sprays for my shoes, but nothing helps. My feet reek and I can't stop it, and him constantly having something to say about it just makes me feel so much worse about it. I mean, I know he's right, but I can't help it, and he doesn't have to be such a jerk about it.." "So is that why you never take your shoes off?" "Yea." "Well I think you're going to have to take them off now. I'm going to put a spell on your brother to make him completely invincible so you can put him in your sock and keep him there for the rest of the weekend. And just to make it even more fun, I'm going to cast another spell that will heighten all his senses as well as putting taste buds all over his body. That way he'll taste everything he comes into contact with. And so you know, at his shrunken size his senses are already several hundred times stronger than ours, but after this spell, it'll be several hundred times worse than that! How does that sound?" Although I couldn't see, I knew that a huge smile was forming on my sister's face. She was right, I was a complete jerk about the way her feet smelled, but at the same time, they were absolutely unbearable. Her feet smelled so bad that at full size I would almost immediately leave the room if she took her shoes off. Her feet smelled deathly terrible at a distance and I made it a point to never get anywhere near them if she didn't have shoes on to hold in the stench. Now, with everything Lorena had just said, my blood ran cold. I could only pray that my sister wouldn't be so cruel, but at the same time, I knew those prayers would fall on def ears. There was no way my sister would ever turn down this opportunity. She couldn't stand me, and had every right to feel that way. Light flooded in as Lorena once again unbuttoned her shirt. She plucked me out and handed me to my sister. "And you're sure I won't be able to actually hurt him right?" My sister asked, sounding surprisingly concerned. Lorena plucked me back from my sisters hand and dropped me carelessly to the floor. "Watch," she said. Holding the heel of her shoe in place with her other foot, she pulled her foot out. She raised it above me and used her hand to take off her sock. She waved her foot at me and laughed. "Ready little bug man!?" I cowered in fear as her foot crashed down on me at break neck speed. It slammed me into the floor and began to twist and grind me into the floor. When she raised her foot to stomp on me again, I found that the sweat mixed with the intense pressure of getting crushed left me stuck fast to her foot. As she slammed down her foot several more times, I noticed what she was talking about when she mentioned heightened senses and extra taste buds. Her feet smelled and tasted excruciatingly disgusting. Even at their worst, my sisters feet never smelled this bad, and the taste of it all encompassed my entire body. I couldn't have been more grateful when she finally stopped stomping on me and peeled me off her foot. She dropped me back into my sisters hand and I started to try to get back up. "See!" She said. "What did I tell you? He's completely fine!" "Wow!" My sister responded. "That's incredible! So here's the deal little bro. I'm going to give you a chance at redemption. Show me how sorry you are by licking my feet for the next five minutes and I'll have Lorena here put you back to normal. It's only five minutes, a small sacrifice to show me how sorry you are. But if you disrespect me by not doing it, then I'm going to do as Lorena suggested and let you spend the rest of the weekend in my sock!" She dropped me onto her desk and started to take off her socks and shoes. I could see Lorena's face contorting in disgust. "Wow girl," she said, "those really do stink! This is going to be awesome!" Lorena went to the other side of the room to get as far away from my sisters feet as possible as she placed them down in front of me. "Maddy please!" I yelled. "I'm so sorry! You're right, I was a complete and total jerk and I'm really really sorry! But please don't make me do this! My senses are insanely strong right now because of this spell! Every breath I take burns my eyes and lungs! This is the worst pain I've ever felt! Please just turn me back to normal! I beg you!" She pushed her feet even closer to me. I felt as though I was going to suffocate from the stench of her feet. I pushed away in disgust, and the second my hand touched her hot, filthy, sweaty foot, I got a strong taste of the worst thing I had ever experienced. I could taste every atom that composed a single drop of sweat in all its entirety. I quickly retracted my hand, but a thin film of sweat now coated my hand and filled me with a taste more foul than words could do justice describing. "Wow.." My sister said. "Even after everything, you're still going to sit her and disrespect me and hurt my feelings. I really can't believe you. I mean, I know they smell a little bit, but I was only asking for a quick five minutes, and you didn't even try. I think Lorena might have been right. Maybe spending the whole weekend up close and personal with them will teach you to love my feet a little more, or at the very least teach you a little bit about respect." She picked me up off the table. I cried, pleaded and apologized over and over, but she didn't care. She took her time and savored every second of slowly carrying me closer and closer to her nasty, sweat soaked sock. Even when I got to the opening of the sock, she didn't just drop me in, but rather took her sweet time to slowly lower me down until I could no longer see anything outside it before she finally let me go. I landed in the toe section which was completely drenched in sweat. All the taste buds on my body burned intensely as her sweat washed over me. I looked up in horror as five giant toes began to enter the sock. "Hold on one minute," I heard Lorena say. For a second I felt relief. Maybe this was all a sick joke and she was finally going to turn me back. "What's up?" My sister asked as she pulled her toes back from the sock. "I have one last thing to say before we continue, and I want to make sure he's able to hear it." She said. "From the minute I met you I could tell you had a dark twisted side about you, that's honestly what drew me in to you. Now that I see what you're not just about to do, but truly excited to do to your annoying little brother, I just know that you and I are going to be absolute besties forever!" "Aw thank you! You are so much fun to be around! I'd love to be your bestie!" I couldn't believe these girls were bonding over my agony! "Anyways," Lorena continued, "from now on, I'll always take care of you and keep you close and safe. With me around you'll never have to worry about anything ever again and we can both enjoy tormenting your little brother for the rest of forever together. What do you say?" "Mmm, that sounds enticing. But honestly, I know this little brat, and there's no way my parents aren't going to find out about this. If I do it once, they'll call him crazy, but if I keep doing it I risk getting caught." "Oh don't worry. I've already cast a few more spells to make this all the more enjoyable. For starters, you don't have to worry about your parents, or anyone else for that matter, coming looking for your brother. I've completely erased his existence. Now there are only 3 people aware of his situation, and that's the three of us. No on will ever come to save someone who never existed." "What!? Really!? That's awesome! So he's really nothing more than our toy forever now?" "Now you're starting to get it. I can do whatever I want, quite literally. Now he's ours. Exclusively. To torment and toy with to our hearts' content! Another spell I cast on him will control his concept of time. Once you put on that sock and seal him into your shoe, time will slow down dramatically for him. Every minute for us will feel like an hour to him. That means one full day for us will be like 60 for him! What do you think of that!?" "I mean, it definitely sounds like fun and all, but I can't even begin to tell you how much I want him to suffer for making fun of my feet for so many years. Any chance you can make every second feel like an hour instead?" I could hear Lorena laugh hysterically. "Damn girl! You really are twisted! I absolutely can, but before I do I just want to let you know that by that math in one day he'll experience almost ten years of torment at your feet!" "That's it!? Well, I guess that'll do. I mean, I do still have an entire lifetime ahead of me to fuck with him." "Girl you have the rest of eternity.." Yea, so lets do that then. Is there any way you could make my feet smell even worse?" "Oh I can do you one better than that! The smell of your feet will be matched with his perception of time. So by keeping your shoes on, in his reality the taste and smell of your feet will increase appropriately to his perception of passing time. And the best part is, I also cast one last spell on your feet. One that will hide the stench from everyone except for him. Even you won't be able to smell your own feet unless you consciously want to, but he will never be free of it! And as a gift to you, that spell will never go away, so you'll never have to worry about how your feet smell ever again!" "Aww! Girl you're the fuckin best!" "Oh I know it," she said with a giggle, " now put your socks and shoes on and lets go have some fun!" My head was spinning. All this information was far to much to handle. It was hard enough trying to listen and concentrate on what they were saying with the taste and smell of her sock overwhelming all of my senses, but trying to grasp the harsh reality of everything she had just said.. Well that was just far to much to swallow at once. Unfortunately, I had no choice or say in the matter. I was beyond fucked, and I knew it. These two girls were going to use and abuse me for literally forever, all for their twisted amusement. I looked up again in fear as those five giant toes returned to the opening of the sock. Once again she took her time and relished in the pleasure of tormenting me as she put on her sock. As her toes drew nearer I could make out more disgusting aspects that one wouldn't really notice much at a normal size. There was a ton of gunk and filth built up under her toenail, and an immense amount of toe jam built up between her toes. As her foot filled the sock it pushed me down and as the sock bent and contorted to fit both of us her foot eventually came to a stop and I found myself trapped under the ball of her foot with my face trapped directly under her filthy toes. I could taste the hot sticky sweat oozing out of her foot and could feel my body absorbing it as it came out. The taste spell she cast on me must be having a side effect causing me to consume what covers me! I could taste my sisters foot sweat all the way into the deepest reaches of myself. She wiggled her toes throwing my whole world around. I opened my mouth to scream just as a clump of toe jam dislodged and fell directly into my mouth. Before I had a chance to try and spit it out her foot reached the floor and mashed into my face, causing all the toe jam in my mouth to be forced directly down my throat. I hadn't even been in this sock a full minute yet and I already felt like more toe jam than man. Her foot moved again, but this time it got darker as it came down and the floor oozed with foot sweat as she put her weight down on it. I knew she was sliding her shoe on. I wanted to cry, and prayed that Lorena was lying to my sister about the whole time thing just to make her more excited, but as her heel slammed down and her shoe locked in to place, I was very quickly about to find that Lorena was very serious, and this time spell was very real. Hours turned to days and the taste and smell got ever worse, but she never moved her foot. Not even a minute had passed for her and I felt as though I would lose my mind. But fate would not be so luck. Lorena accounted for that as well. There would be no escape or relief for me. Not by sleep, death, or even madness. She had damned me to half a lifetime under my sisters nasty feet, and they both loved the thought of it. My new life was just beginning, but it definitely wasn't a life worth living. If only I had a choice, I would choose death a thousand times over this...




To be continued...