Life As My Shrunken Foot Slave

Part 4

She kept "marinating" the chicken for about 30 minutes. She then took her foot off of me and took the chicken out. She put the piece of chicken on the table and put me on the table in front of it. The entire chicken was just radiating the smell of her feet and I could see it was completely coated in her foot sweat. "Bon apetit!" It didn't look very appealing with it be coated in sweat, but it was at least real food instead of toe jam and grime. Reluctantly, I went in and took a bite. The flavor of the chicken was nonexistent because her foot sweat had soaked into it too much. It was almost the same as licking her feet. "How does the chicken taste? Did my feet add enough flavor to it?" Even though it tasted like her feet, it was still actual food, so I continued to eat it. I managed to eat a fairly good amount of it before I couldn't take it anymore. "Well it seems you've finished. Now it's time for your dessert. You get to clean my feet again! Lucky you!" I was expecting this to happen, but it still made me even more unhappy.

She put her feet on the coffee table and then put me in front of them. "Time to start licking." I started licking her retched feet again. As expected they were still disgusting, and I couldn't taste any chicken flavor on her feet. I continued to lick her feet clean of all the sweat and grime, which took me about an hour and a half for both feet. This includes eating her toe jam. "Good job, my feet are spotless! But now it's time for bed, you know what that means." She picked me up and took me to her room. She then put me in her sock and slid her foot in as well. I managed to sleep a little in her sock even with the stench and sweat of her foot covering me.

I woke up as she started to get up. She sat up on her bed and took her sock off and then took me out. "Today is a special day for you, I'm going to try something completely new with you. You'll be in my shoe again for work, but not in the way you think. I've learned a new spell that I can use to turn you into my shoe insole. You'll be able to smell and taste my entire foot the whole time, it's like your whole body is your tongue." Her insole? What the hell. She brought her flats over and put me near them and then she mumbled some words and I was out.

I woke up and I couldn't move. I realized that she was successful in turning me into her insole. "I know you can't say anything or move but I know you can hear me. It's time for your first day as my insole." I could see her foot sliding into the shoe and covering me. The smell of her foot was amplified by about 100, and she was right, I could taste her entire foot as well. This made it so many times worse than just normally licking her feet. She started walking to the door and she went outside, we were off to her work.

Once we were there and she started to work it was even worse. My entire being was being engulfed by the stench of her feet and her foot sweat. Even though her foot came crashing back down on me with each step she took, it didn't hurt as much as before. I guess being her insole kind of cushioned it.

Her work shift was 10 hours and I was tasting her sweaty feet the whole time. She got in her car and we drove home, thankfully with no stops this time. She walked inside and sat down on the couch. She then took her shoes off and then mumbled her spell and I passed out once more.

I woke up with her feet dangling over me. She then sat up and said "How was your experience as my insole? I bet you loved that you could taste my entire foot the whole time. Anyway, I'd like for you to do something for me now. My toenails have gotten pretty long so I'd like for you to clip them with your teeth and then eat the clippings. Get started now." I went up to her big toe and started trying to bite her toenail from the side. I had to use all my biting power to break through it and when I did I kept pulling it over to the other side until that piece was detached. I then started to munch on it. Under her toenail was really gross, there was an abundance of dried sweat, dirt, and grime and I had the displeasure of eating it all. I continued to bite off and eat each of her toenails, and finally finished after about 2 hours. "Good job, they look like I clipped them myself. I hope there was a lot of yummy gunk under my toenails for you to eat, I know you love it. You don't have to lick my feet right now though, I only want you to eat my toe jam and then I'll feed you your dinner." I didn't hesitate and went right up to between her right big toe and second toe. I started to munch on her toe jam, which there was no lack of.

I took about 40 minutes to eat all of it.
She didn't say anything when I finished and just got up to get whatever food she was giving me. She came back with a single potato on a plate. She then started to smush it and mash it up as much as possible. She pointed to her feet which were now covered in the mashed potatoes. "Foot-mashed potatoes for you, bon apetit!" I was happy that she didn't at least soak in her foot sweat like with the chicken. I went up to her foot and started to lick off the mashed potatoes. There was a little bit of potato flavor but it mostly tasted like her feet. Once I had licked it all off of her soles I started eating the rest between her toes.

"Im sure you enjoyed those mashed potatoes, but now it's time for bed, I'm tired. You'll sleep in my sock again." She took me to her room and put me in her sock and then put her foot in. She said nothing else and went to sleep.

I continued to be her tiny foot slave for the rest of my life. Lapping up the sweat, dirt, and grime on her feet, eating her toe jam, being her insole. The rest of my life was all worshipping her feet.