This choice: "I think I need my good luck charm if we're going to win this one!" • Go Back...Chapter #6June's Secret Weapon by: Unknown Taking a glance at the score board, June frowned seeing her team had sunk behind. Walking up to her mother, who had been chatting with the team coach, June tapped her on the shoulder causing Katie to spin around, enveloping June in a monstrous bear hug. "Oh sweetie! You're doing so great! And you look amazing out there too!!" Wiggling out of her mother's grasp June tossed her hair over her shoulder before planting her hands on her hips striking a confident pose. "Oh yeah, I know I do! But no matter how gorgeous I look that still doesn't mean we aren't losing..." Seeing her child take such a sad face, Katie couldn't help but reembrace her, not minding getting her own daughter's sweat all over her if it meant cheering her up! "Mom! You're embarrassing me..." June mumbled quietly looking down to avoid making eye contact with any of the other snickering players. It was only then June spotted your tan form sticking out like a stain against her mom's gray spandex clad ass.
"Uhhh Mom, is that Thomas?" June easily knew the answer already but wanted to hear her mother's explanation for smothering her 'boyfriend' under her curvy bottom. Turning around, Katie faced her backside to her daughter, looking over her shoulder at you and explaining, "Yea...I think he got a little...you know, frustrated watching you out there and not being able to be with you. You were right, June, the little guy really is incredibly needy I mean seriously, look at this cute pic we took together!" Katie drew her phone from her bra, quickly pulling up the photo of you plastered against her monolithic booty with an expression of pure ecstasy. "I think if you look zoom close enough you can see him drooling!" Katie joked roaring in laughter. June couldn't help but agree with her mom's goofy claim, thinking, 'Wait? He really does like being squished? Gosh, I am like, the luckiest girl in the world stumbling upon a unique guy like him!' Katie's torturous laughter overhead shook you wildly as it caused her jello-like ass to wash little shockwaves across you.
June laughed watching you move with every twitch of Katie's butt, before she gasped, struck with a harsh superstitious idea. "Oh no! No wonder we're losing! You've been taking all his luck for yourself, Mom!" Katie blushed, "Well I certainly do feel like I've gotten lucky..." she whispered stroking her ass, trying to give you an affectionate rub. "Mom! I think I'm going to need him back if we're going to win this game!" Katie pouted, looking down at you while she continued stroking you with her soft hand. "Aw c'mon! Look how much fun he's having! Maybe it's best if we just leave him be!" June's beautiful face in your vision soon turned to a blur as you were thrown about wildly, instantly feeling the motion sickness as Katie threw you for a loop. Your captor shook her ass for emphasis, trying to display how much you were enjoying riding her plump booty since you weren't coming off; somehow under the impression you were holding on rather than being completely stuck into the very fibers of her pants. Despite your best efforts to reform, you couldn't budge an inch as you remained stuck to the bubbly, supportive mother. "See? Are you sure you need him??" Katie argued before June simply rolled her eyes replying, "Yea, I'm sure, Mom," as she tugged you free from her mom's carnivorous crack.
Katie stamped her foot, clearly expressing disappointment at losing her supposedly adoring fan. June winked at you secretly, making you flustered as the gorgeous girl flirted so casually, while she addressed the tantrum. "Don't fret, you'll see him right after the game!" Katie perked back up hearing this, content with making up for lost time with you later. You gulped, praying later would never come not even realizing the extreme danger you were in right now as Katie asked, "So, where do you put a tiny guy when you need to squeeze the most luck out of him?" June tilted a finger against her chin as she wondered, only able to respond, "The most luck? Hmmm, you know I can't decide!" as her heart skipped a beat thinking of all the possibilities she had to get you close to her. Placing you atop her head cutely, June sat onto a nearby bleacher, needing to retie her shoes since she had to hastily put them on earlier in fear of being late. You grabbed on for dear life as the luscious pink forest threatened to swallow you completely; The light smell of sweat that coated her being hugely overridden by the sweet fragrance in her hair that drowned you in it's angelic, sugary scent.
"Do you really need to take those off, dear? I love you but I know how stinky your feet get after working up a sweat," Katie commented plugging her nose as she caught a whiff of the athlete's feet, waving her hand in front of her face mockingly. You were practically in heaven atop the beautiful giantess removing her shoes, ignoring the teasing as she explained to her mom, "Well ya see, I've been being bothered by this tiny hole in the insole. It keeps distracting me out on the court..." June bent her head over hovering one eye into the shoe trying to peer inside the neon pink sneaker to address the problem. Katie lamented, "Well I'm not surprised they're beginning to fall apart, I bought you those shoes way back when you were in high school when you started your little workout kick! And then when that faded out you just wore them as walking shoes everyday; which I don't blame you for of course, they are mighty cute!" June simply sighed, retorting back "Yea, yea, I know they're old but they're just so damn comfy being so broken in and all. Except for this, damn--broken--insole!" June huffed realizing the hopeless situation she was in as she continued to inspect the sole. Peering down even closer, June's sudden head tilt caused you to be flung from grace out of her hair and down spiraling below!
You grabbed your head, shaking off the horrible impact you suffered before looking around where you had landed. Trying to catch your breath, you choked against the noxious humidity as it threatened to strangle you completely. Only a dim amount of light surrounded you, allowing you to faintly make out the distinct crater that was June's footprint beneath you! You saw the formerly white insole, now a deep dark gray June had slowly stained over the years, decorated with the black imprint that was a perfect replica of June's sole. Besides the ominous surroundings, far more prevalent was the toxic atmosphere, filled with a dense fog of fresh perspiration June had filled it with in just the first half of her performance, attacking you and your senses with it's overwhelming odor. You attempted to step towards the light opening at the heel of the shoe, your feet sinking into the heavily dampened fabric mesh below.
Coming to grips with the fact there was nothing she could do in the short time she had, June sighed letting her shoes topple down onto the floor carelessly, shaking you inside even deeper into the rank shoe. Katie, being the only witness to your downfall, snickered away before mentioning to her daughter, "Looks like your biggest fan has an idea for how you can get the luck out of him!" Raising an eyebrow in confusion, Katie elaborated for June by pointing down at the discarded sneakers. Looking down quizzically, June just barely made out your tan form sticking out against the dark insole she had been complaining about. You made out June's bright smile before you heard her boom out, "Aww that's my, Tommy! Always there to cheer me up and keep me going! I don't know what I'd do without him!" Her foot soon blocked out her pretty face and all the light; You witnessed the horrific sight of the bottom of June's sock as she squeezed her foot back into the shoe. Your screams for help were drowned out by the bustle of the gym as you watched her wiggling toes strain against the faded, dingy pink fabric before steam rolling over you, flattening you down into a small hole below and raining fresh sweat all over you. Tightening her laces properly, June hopped up from the bench, stomping down each foot a few times to make sure they were fit nice and snug.
Feeling her former insole problem had vanished, June hopped up and down on her toes energetically, a fresh wave of enthusiasm for winning washing over her psyche. "My luck already seems to be turning!" June shouted crediting your sacrifice to mere fate. You, on the other hand felt nothing other than a tidal wave of sweat pour over you as each jump expunged old and new sweat from her knee socks and battered insole. Choking against the foul liquid, you accidentally swallowed buckets of it crying out while the blissfully unaware of your suffering June simply skipped her way back onto the court for the third quarter. Shaking her head and rolling her eyes, Katie watched June run off, thinking to herself as she sat back on the bleachers, 'I don't know how the little dude can stand it, I was gagging from a few feet away! He really is a strangly resilient fellow!"
You lay motionless, pinned under the vast sole of the peppy athlete. June, being the team's star player, needed to play the rest of the game and wanted to impress you with her slick skills, demonstrating all her smoothest dives and highest spikes. Not feeling your meek protests through her thick socks, June occasionally purred imagining you fawning over her after she wins the game for Middletown! Racking up tons of points, June played even better than earlier, sweeping the competition with her ferocious play! Each minor step and jump flattened you further into the hell below, as you sobbed feeling June begin to sweat through her socks, fresh sweat streaming down her stomach and toned thighs either into her shoes or with a drip onto the gym floor.
Hitting the point lead needed to win, June and the rest of the team shrieked out in victory, all running into a mass victory huddle with you buried at the bottom of the spread of college girl's shoes.
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