What Nick wanted or how he decided to react was completely irrelevant. The cute young teacher never intended to give her new toy any kind of choice.
Instead, he was casually manhandled by her soft meat yet muscular soles, forced to endure her rough careless handling. The soles of her feet were completely inescapable.
He screamed but no one heard him. Eventually the bell rang and Nick was stuffed haphazardly into her clenched toes of her right foot before it plunged down into her heel . Encasing him in darkness and her hot forceful grip.
Boredom mixed with terror as Nick endured hours of motionless mind numbing monotony interspersed with sudden chaotic shaking and gut renching steps.
When she finally got home she quickly changed into her comfy home clothes- bra-less with an XL t-shirt and comfy panties. She paid no attention to whether the tiny she had gripped beneath her aching toes could see her changing. It didn't matter.
It somehow hit Nick harder than the grueling hours in her shoe at school. Her she was cutely enjoying her free time, something nick would ever have again. Meanwhile the poor tiny boy had to struggle and fight for his life against the behemoth reddened hot soles and muscular toes with chipped polish, as they relentlessly pinned and bullied him.
Need time finally came and Nick craved the sweet redhead of her conscious hold on him. He didn't know whether he was going in some kind of cage, a drawer, a shoe.... or even if he was somehow chained to her foot or taped in her sock, at least the bullying style and clenching toes would have to relax for 8 precious hours.
But suddenly, Ms. Hollie James get bare for upwards along with the tightly held tiny Nickey and plucked him from her foot grip with her fingers.
Ms. Hollie: "Good night little insole! I'm definitely keeping you! I've got a nice warm bed waiting for you, I'll let you of in the morning for my daily jog!"
She wiggled her toes in front of nick as if saying goodbye, or maybe taunting him for what was in store. Then the unexpected happened, and she opened her stinking lasagna breath maw in front of him. The thick sticky saliva tendrils stuck to the roof. Her hips red tongue and undulating mouth lead to a dark muscular sinking throat.
Nick begged, cried, thrashed and screamed at her. Begging not to be eaten. Knowing the horror that waited. But it all feel on deaf ears as she casually stuffed the tiny into her waiting mouth and filled it down after a satisfying amount of tongue play to trap down it's struggles.
Nick screamed in agony as the acrid air thickened more and more with each downward pulse of the merciless throat muscles. His own teacher had gulped him down like a snack!!
Once he hit her stomach he writhed and screamed as the burning stomach acids that weren't quite strong enough to break his toughened skin but plenty to make his world a living Hell engulfed him.
Meanwhile Ms Hollie let out a cute burp and patted her squirming belly before falling asleep, snoring softly. But thunderous to the poor tiny doomed to this and every night in stomach prison.
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