Life As My Shrunken Foot Slave

Part 2

Once I finished, she told me that she was happy with how good I was at cleaning her feet. "You did a great job licking the sweat off my soles, but now you have a new task. It's time for you to lick the toe jam out from between my toes and eat it." I survived licking her sweaty feet but eating her toe jam? There's no way I can do that! "Come on slave you better start eating it before I stomp you again." I still refused to eat the nasty toe jam. She stood up, raised her foot above me, and stomped hard. She must've stepped on me about 70 times. She felt she had got her point across and she asked, "You know that hurts so why do you still refuse to do what I say? Isn't it just easier to submit to me? Well, are you ready to eat my toe jam or do you want me to keep crushing you?" With a sigh i said, "Yeah...your stomps hurt too much...I'm ready to eat it." And with that I went up to the nasty looking substance, and ate a bit of it. It was even worse than licking her soles. It was just lumpy, condensed, cheesy, sweaty, disgusting, vinegary stuff. "How does my toe jam taste? Great right?" I tried to ignore her and ate some more and was assaulted with the horrible taste once again. I looked between her toes and realized there was no shortage of toe jam for me to eat so it would take a while to eat it all. "Stop looking at it and eat it!" I went back up and continued to eat the sweaty, cheesy toe jam from between her sweaty toes. After about an hour on her left foot, she said it looked like I'd eaten on the toe jam from that foot and to start working on her right foot. I went over to her right foot and started eating the nasty toe jam. There was so much I took bites out of it and it filled my mouth. Once I finished eating all her toe jam, she congratulated me for finishing worshipping her feet for the night. But she said that's not all that's left for tonight. "You May have finished worshipping my feet, but there's more. While I sleep you will be in my socks. I will have the heater on towards my socks so my feet sweat as much as possible with you in there. Hopefully this will help you to love my stinky feet."

She picked me up and dropped me into her socks. They already stunk before her feet were even in there. "Are you liking where you'll sleep?" she said, as she put her huge foot in. Her foot pushed me onto my back. My head was right between her big toe and middle toe. She turned the heater on and got in bed. I could already feel the sweat forming on her feet. It really stunk in there.

I couldn't fall asleep due to the overwhelming smell of her feet and her sweat all around me. I never would've thought anything could smell so bad. Her toes scrunched a bit and crushed my head. I screamed in pain and some of her foot sweat got in my mouth. As expected, it's salty taste was horrible. This is gonna be a long night.