You remember how intoxicating the smell of her feet where when you passed by the door. You can't imagine what the feet must smell like from the source. You've always had a thing for ladies' feet, but it's never been this profound. You figure this must be a side effect of the shrink ray. With a determined lust, you manage to walk your way across the giant woman's couch, standing so close to the skin of her legs that your miniscule body can feel itself getting warmer due to her body heat. You don't make yourself any bigger for fear of being caught, but all pretense of stealth is abandoned when you make it to the edge of the couch where Trish's massive feet lay in wait. You lay your hand on the hard, tough skin of her heel, and look up in awe as her toes stand at attention. They twitch slightly while she sleeps but not enough to cause you any distress as you take advantage of your insignificant size and scale up the side of her ankle. You manage to get a decent grip on the inside curve of her gargantuan foot, and with a strange sense of confidence manage to slowly climb your way up. As you climb, you admire the wrinkles of her sole you're using to grab onto, and the alluring scent that seems to radiate off of her skin. You give the soft foot flesh a few quick pecks as you climb, taking in the salty but satisfying taste. When you finally make it to the top, you use all your strength to maneuver yourself off the side of her big toe and in between the large digit and her second one beside it. At 2 inches tall, you are roughly the size of her big toe, with her second coming up and meeting you at chest level. You admire the natural colored polish on her nails and how crisp and clean the shape is. She must have gone for a pedicure recently, and it's driving you crazy. The smell of her feet is strongest up here by her toes, and you can't help but straddle the space between her toes, hugging and kissing the second toe in front of you. You feel like you are in a perverted lustful heaven for all of two seconds before the big toe behind you slams into your back, and you find yourself trapped, wedged between her toes like a living lego man.
The two massive digits grind up on you and close in on your shrunken form, trapping you sideways by your stomach and back. Your limbs dangle off on either side of the foot as you feel Trish's massive body start to stir. Just managing to turn your head towards the dark haired giant, the color drains from your face as you see her start to sit up and rub her eyes. The big and second toes continue to squeeze against you, trapping you and pushing the air out of your lungs. This has obviously caught her attention as she moves an arm through her hair and squints down at her lower body, saying to herself with a much deeper voice than you were expecting to come out of such a beautiful woman "WHAT... WHAT IS THAT IN MY TOES?"
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