This choice: Tracer asks how you feel about their feet, and wants to experiment. • Go Back...Chapter #37Tracer's Foot Fetish Test by: Unknown You're trapped on the living room table, with Lena and Emily's massive feet propped up in front of you. You're not eager to jump down to the carpet again, as the fall was pretty bad last time. But, the foot stench of your new keepers, makes the idea of breaking a leg, seem like the less painful option. You decide to sit down and watch the news with them, slowly getting used to the smell. After a while you turn around to look over at the giant feet. You can see the detailed thread pattern of Emily's dirtied white sock, and the wrinkling skin of Lena's bare soles. Standing up, and slowly walking toward the heels of your new friends, you feel a strange pit in your stomach. You can't help but be intimidated, comparing yourself to the sheer size of these young women's feet. You're a bug, lucky to have found two attractive girls, friendly enough not to treat you like one. Still, the fact that they Tracer and her girlfriend are so kind and merciful, doesn't make it any less scary to be at their mercy. As you ponder your powerlessness at their soles, Lena tilts her head, to peek at the tiny person behind her feet. The left side of her lips pulls into a smirk.
"You've gotten closer than this, love." Tracer says. "Don't be shy, you can touch them."
Emily turns her eyes away from the TV, distracted by what Lena said. "Why would he want to touch your feet?"
Tracer looks at her girlfriend and shrugs. "Some people like that sort of thing."
"You think he's a foot fetishist?"
Your face goes red and you protest. "No, eww, your feet are disgusting!"
Lena smirks. "That's what a foot fetishist would say."
Emily chuckles "Or someone who genuinely hates your smelly feet, which is pretty much everyone."
Tracer flexes her toes and gives a smug pout. "Only one way to find out."
She pushes her foot forward, giving you a face full of her massive heel and knocking you onto your butt.
"Hey Lena, don't be mean," Emily says, with a smile and a chuckle.
Tracer just smiles as she drags her heel back a bit, before beginning to tilt her foot down toward you. You look up at the wrinkles in her perfect skin, and beg for mercy.
"Tracer, please I really don't want this!"
The bits of floor dirt, that had found their way stuck to the bottom of the heroic girl's sole, started to shower down around you. Lena was just a woman in her twenties, sitting in her couch with her girlfriend, making an effortless and insignificant movement with her foot. While to you it seemed like a horrifying threat of dominance, by a god-like being who could tap you out of existence with just her toe.
Tracer giggled into her fingers. "Don't worry Bugsy, I'll try not to squishy ya!"
Your eyes widen. "T-Try?!"
Lena presses her foot down flat on the table. A wall of skin presses down on your defenseless body. The smell of Tracer's feet becomes all you can breathe. The shine of dried sweat laces her skin. Skin which presses onto you with such tension, that you body is pushed into it, while her sole squishes around you.
You have to do something before she accidentally pops you like a grape. You can scream and squirm in horror. She'd have to stop, and there will be no doubt about you not being into feet, and they'd have to believe you are actually horrified of their soles. The other option is to give Tracer what she wants, and lick her feet. Though, that might just prove her theory, and the lesbian couple might forever see you as a foot fetishist.
Whether or not you are into feet. What you do now, might change how these girls look at you from now on.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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