This choice: “I wonder how absorbent this is...” • Go Back...Chapter #6“I wonder how absorbent this is...” by: Unknown Daphne continued to poke and prod your body, even flattening it between her palms as she tried to figure out what this thing was and how it had gotten in her room. She’d figured it was a putty of some kind, but wanted to try figuring out more.
“I wonder if this stuff is any absorbent...” Daphne ponders aloud, setting you on her desk as she stood up. Finally given a shot at freedom, you try to roll your body off of the desk, anything to get away from this giantess! She clearly didn’t know what you were, and you certainly didn’t want to stick around for her to come to a totally wrong conclusion! But your escape attempt (foolishly) came to a halt as you noticed Daphne’s hands reach up her dress for her pink leggings.
Totally unaware of the small audience she had, Daphne pulled her nylons down her legs and off her feet. Her manicured toes wiggling at their freedom. Sitting down the rich detective propped one foot on her thigh, before reaching back down for you.
Quickly realizing your bad move at not trying to roll away in favor of the small show Daphne put on for you, you were too late to rectify your error as Daphne scooped your doughy body off her desk. And you could easily see your destination; Daphne’s soles!
“Daphne! Wait!” Hoping against all odds she’d hear your cries, you were squished up against the hot flesh of Daphne’s foot, your squishy body eager to absorb the slight layer of sweat her foot had generated. Sputtering and gagging at the smell and taste as you unwilling felt it seep into your body.
Your torture however was Daphne’s pleasure. Lightly moaning as she felt this putty suck up her body sweat. The soft pliability of it made it feel even better to rub over her foot. She rolled you all over the ball and sole of her foot, her toes squishing and deforming your body even more as you felt slight traces of toe jam knead into you. Your only fortune was that Daphne had already kept herself in good condition. Her sighs of relief adding insult to injury.
To her, you weren’t a person, just an object for her use!
The humiliation of being used as a foot sponge lasted longer as Daphne rolled and squished you all over her foot, your putty-like form eager to take up any remaining filth. You thanked whatever god might hear as she finally pulled you away from her foot.
That was, until you remembered that she had another one.
It felt like an eternity of degradation and absorbing foot sweat and toe jam, but finally Daphne was through using you to clean her feet, their sent seemingly infused into you so much that you doubted that smell would ever leave.
Daphne smiled down at you, certain of what you were now.
“What a nice little sponge!” She complimented as she molded and squished you between her fingers, “soft, fun to squish, and best of all, super absorbent!”
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