"Hey um, Aunt Cassandra, i was just wondering um, if you wouldnt mind if i smelled your feet for a little bit? oh and by the way i shrunk somehow."
Cassandra doesnt hear a word and continues sleeping. you were embarrassed the first time to ask the question but this time you yell it into her ear and climb her cheek up to her eyelashes. you pull up her eye lid and wave at her Giant Brown Eye. her pupils get smaller and she shrieks like a girl and you fall down onto her lap as she sits up. Cassandra was shocked at what she just saw and picked up her tiny nephew in the palm of her hand.
"J-Jake? Is that really you? How is this possible that your so small? you went missing almost 8 months ago, I must be Dreaming."
"No Aunt Cassandra its really me, your nephew Jake. Somehow I shrank and ended up in your room and ive been living under your bed this whole time."
Cassandra was incredibly shocked to hear that and said "Youve been living in my room this whole time? we all thought you went missing and ran away from home. your Mom and Dad have been worried sick. how did you survive and what have you been eating and sleeping in?"
"I didnt run away, I've been living under your bed eating scraps of cookies and chips and...um...ive been sleeping in your old sneaker."
The last part you say pretty bashfully not knowing how your Aunt would react. You tell her the whole story of how you watched her everyday walk by and sit down but you were too scared to contact her because of the time she accidentally sat on top of you and crushed you with her ass. and ever since then you were really scared of contacting her and even leaving her room. Cassandra just sat there with her mouth wide open and listened in awe of her nephews fantastic journey's and his struggle to survive underneath her.
"you spent all this time living on scraps just like in the movie The Incredible Shrinking Man? when you slept in my old workout sneaker didnt the scent of sweaty feet bother you?"
"At first, yeah it did but, eventually i got used to it and it became natural for me to breathe it in. I also had nightmares about your foot entering the sneaker and using me as an insole, but now i dont think they were nightmares. i think it was my subconscious trying to tell me something. this is why i want to ask you this question."
Cassandra asks curiously "What question is it Jake. go ahead you can ask me."
your face is turning red and finally you just blurt it out as fast as you can "CAN I PLEASE SMELL YOUR FEET AUNT CASSANDRA."
Cassandra is not only shocked at what jake just said but also a little curious "You...you want to smell my feet? the same feet that i run with everyday that stink up the house after i take my shoes and socks off? why would you want to do that? did you hit your head or something?"
"No i'm fine, i just have this sudden urge to smell your feet and thats what i was doing just a few minutes ago. the regular clean air just doesnt register in my smell receptors in my nose anymore. the only thing that satisfies me is the sweet but stinky smell that comes from underneath your soles."
Cassandra looks at you like your crazy but a look of understanding is shown on her face and she says....
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