Made By M.E.

Toby was a mischivous little pre-teen, who constantly planned cruel tricks in the house whenever his mom left for work. Whenever she got home, she found the house covered with cheese, drowned in water, or even clawed by ferocious animals. She always asked Toby if he had part in any of it, but he would always reply "No". Every morning he tells his mom he'll be in the treehouse. But what she doesn't know is that he's spying on her til she leaves the house. Once she leaves, Toby would climb down the tree, enter the house, and find some way to piss her off. Toby annouces him as one of the top spys there ever was, but he wasn't expecting that one cruel day...

Toby was up in his little treehouse, watching his mom chop some carrots, while he was sipping on a pack of Sunny D. "I wonder what I should do today? Maybe I should wet all her clothes. Nah, that sounds to cruel, even for me. Maybe I'll just ruin her bedroom." Toby kept watching her mom in the kitchen for an hour, until she finally left to her room to change for work. He turned his head to a second-floor window, and saw her mother getting ready to unchange. "I better look away." He turn the other way around, not wanting to see his own mother's boobies. We he thought it was safe to look, she was gone. He started to look around the house, until he heard the door slammed shut. He went down the tree, and peeked over the fence to see his mom get buckled up and drive off to work."Now it's time to ruin her bedroom."

Toby entered through the backdoor, since nobody could possible be in the house. He ran up the stairs and into his mother's room. He started to grabbed everything and throw it to the ground. All the makeup, panties, shoes, and all her other belongings are being tossed. 30 minutes pass by, and the room looked as trashed as a Frat boy party. He was getting ready to head out the door, until he tripped by a pillow. His body landed hard, but his face entered one of his mom's pumps. He took a big whiff, and he seemed to enjoy the smell of his mom's pumps. For five minutes, he spent sniffing the aroma of his mom's foot oder. In a matter of seconds, he passed out.

He woke up later by the yells of his mom. "WHO DID ALL THIS?! AND WHERE'S TOBY?!" Toby realized he was in a dark chamber, with a massive hold letting in light. He took another whiff, and it smelled just like one of his mom's shoes. He looked up and saw the face of his angered mother. He must have shrunk in her pump! The smell wasn't so arousing anymore as it incrased so much. "I KNEW TOBY DID THIS! I ALWAYS KNEW HE DID IT! NOW HE'S RAN AWAY SO HE WOULDN'T FACE THE MUSIC! WELL, GOOD RIDDANCE!" She angerly restored her room, including placeing her pumps in the high shelf of the closet. She slammed the closet, leaving Toby fear in the dark. "How am I ever going to get out of here?! I don't want to stay like this forever!" Toby ran around in circles until he tripped over his leg, and rolled into the toe section. He smelled the area, and was instantly knocked out.

He woke up later, noticing some humongous toes were in his view. "Oh, my, God! It's mom!" She wore her pumps and left for the mall. "I WANT TO RETURN THESE. THESE DON'T SEEM TO SATISFY ME ANYMORE." "YES, MAM'. LET ME JUST TAKE THESE OFF YOUR HANDS." She took off the pumps and handed it to the store clerk. The clerk then placed my cell inside a new box. Toby was worried about my new owner. Then he felt his box being moved. He stared at the box cover, seeing it unravel. Outside,he saw this obese woman, not looking well in her makeup. "I THINK I LOST ENOUGH WEIGHT FOR THIS SIZE." Her face moved, and her over-sized piggies filled his eyesight. She shoved her foot inside, squashing Toby to his death. This is was he mostly deserved for being a brat, not begin squashed by a fat woman.