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Best Friend’s Mom
🕑 Added 2022-10-23 06:59:01 +0000 UTC*Avoid spoilers, watch the rest of the photos after reading the story*
You stayed over at your friend’s house for the night, you were playing PS until late, you woke up early while he was still sleeping and went to the kitchen to get some water, before you could open the fridge you started feeling weird, dizzy, sweating, you tried to hold the kitchen table but then you opened your eyes and noticed it’s above you, the shrinking process went on until you were the size of a bug on the floor.
You’ve been reminded of the safety protocols when catching the shrinking virus, so you’ve immediately started running as fast as you could to a nearby wall and stayed close to it, waiting for someone to come and try to have them to notice you.
Then Charlie’s mom got out of her room, she stretched her body and yawned loudly, then started walking to the kitchen.
You waved your hands and screamed up at her but she just kept walking, her colossal foot slammed the floor beside you, you entered a panic attack and started breathing quick breaths, a few cm and you would have been crushed and died like a miserable bug.
Hugging the wall, you tried to get closer to her, you shouted and waved, “Mrs. Wilson! Please look down!” But she couldn’t hear a thing, she hummed to herself and started making herself some coffee.
You didn’t know what to do and you were too afraid to leave the safety of the wall again.
She finished making her coffee and walked to the salon, her steps moved past you and you gulped in fear every time her huge feet slammed the wooden floor, you could hear loudly as her skin sticks and detaches itself, thinking what could happen if she unawarely steps on you.
She sat down drinking her coffee while looking over a newspaper, you tried to get close somehow, still hugging the wall you tried to jump and wave in front of her eyesight, she finally noticed you, but it seems like she didn’t realize she’s watching a human being.
She made a disgusted face and sighed, she got up and started walking to the basement, she came back with a broom and a dustpan, you shouted and waved, trying to explain you are not a bug but she just swept you into the dustpan and started walking to the kitchen.
“Mrs. Wilson!!!! Wait!!!” You screamed your lungs out just as she used her foot to open the garbage bin.
Then she paused for a moment, made a confused face, she got her face closer to you and checked you out closely.
“Liam?…”
“Oh thanks god, yes! It’s me! Please help me! I.. I caught the shrinking virus!” You were so relieved you almost started crying.
Her confused face slowly turned to a smile, “How reckless of me, I almost threw you to the garbage”, she said and started laughing, “oh, Charlie would be so upset… and it would’ve been such a waste”
“Yes.. Thank you mrs. Wilson, can you take me to my parents please?” You asked, still standing on the dustpan, you felt so embarrassed and insignificant.
“Of course! They are probably worried, let’s just go to my room and I’ll get dressed ok?”
You nodded, she walked back to her bedroom, still holding the dustpan with you on it, when she got into her room she closed the door and locked it behind her, then placed the dustpan on the floor.
“Hmm honey, perhaps before we go, can you help me with something?” She asked with a smile, you didn’t like the way she’s looking at you.
“Umm.. of course, what is it?” You asked, it was awkward, you were bug sized, how can you possibly help her? You stood on the dustpan and looked at her feet, then all the way up, it was like watching a skyscraper just that it was an aged woman who happens to be your best friend’s mom.
She stretched a little and then sat on the floor, she pulled her feet forward, you looked at her soles and gulped, not sure what she’s doing.
“It’s just that my feet are killing me”, she chuckled embarrassingly, “you know, it’s the age, being on my feet all day, cleaning the house, it’s not easy being a working mom”
You gulped again, you didn’t like where this is going, you nodded slowly trying to show her you understand.
“So if you can and you wouldn’t mind, a simple massage, perhaps… a few licks maybe, just to soften my tired muscles, nothing serious”
The smell was horrible, you couldn’t believe what you’ve just heard, you looked up at her with confused eyes, your mouth went dry.
“Go on honey, the faster you do it the faster we go to your parents”, she stretched her feet closer, still smiling like everything that is happening now is normal.
You didn’t know what else to do, you approached her foot and started pushing it with your hands, you always thought Mrs. Wilson looked good for her age, and in general a milf, but you’ve never imagined you would be in such a situation, you kept trying to massage and push different spots on her soft sole.
“Ok honey, good job, that’s really cute of you, but let’s start licking ok?” She pushed her sole in your face gently, you were really uncomfortable with this, but you got your tongue out and gave the surface a lick, nasty dust and sweat stuck to your tongue, you had no choice but to swallow it, you started coughing, it was simply disgusting.
“Ahhh yes, that’s the spot honey, good job, keep licking” she moaned and purred, it was so awkward, once you finally finished swallowing you gave her foot another lick, it was disgusting, but she really enjoyed it and encouraged you to continue.
It went on like that for a while, then someone knocked the door and tried to open it, she was alarmed and looked at it.
“Mom?” Charlie called from behind the door.
She coughed her throat, “yes honey?” She asked in a gentle voice.
“Have you seen Liam? I don’t know where he is”, he said, a bit worried.
She gave you a look, a smile started forming on her face.
“No honey, I haven’t seen him, sorry”, she lied.
You pulled your face away from her sole, watching her confused and shocked.
“Ok mom”
“Maybe look for him outside honey, perhaps he went home or something”, she said with a huge smile on her face, then turned back to you.
“Mrs. Wilson, what-“
“Quiet honey, hush, continue licking”, she reached her hand and pushed you into her sole, she started giggling as she felt you squirm, you miserably got your tongue out and made quick licks, hoping she would release the pressure.
“So that’s the thing, I’m not returning you to your parents, and unfortunately I can’t keep you, can’t risk Charlie or my husband to find you”, she explained, tightening her grip, “so we are in kind of a pickle”
You squirmed and tried to push your head back to say something but she just kept smearing it over her foot, thinking to herself, after a while she released her grip and you fell over your back, she sighed and got up, then removed her clothes and changed her pajamas to daily clothes.
You stood up, looking at her, scared, she’s really not going to help you, you never saw it coming.
She bent back to you, hovering her foot in front of your face and pointing at you, “So I guess there’s only one solution here, sorry honey”, she stood up.
You still didn’t understand, what is she talking about, what solution, why won’t she help you.
“Believe me - there’s nothing I would like more than keeping you as a foot slave, but I guess crushing you will suffice as well”
“C..crushing me?!” You opened your eyes in shock, her foot started landing on top of you, engulfed you, pushing you into the floor.
You squirmed, tried to somehow push and kick her sole but the pressure kept growing until you couldn’t move anymore, you closed your eyes and tried to take a deep breath but then *CRACK* you burst under her foot like a grape, blood splattered all around.
“Ahhhhh…. Yes honey” she moaned loudly in pleasure, “good job cutie, explode for me, mmmmmm….” She enjoyed herself and kept twisting her foot, crushing you completely beyond recognition, you slowly turned to a mashed red pulp of broken bones and mashed meat, she sighed in pleasure and sat over her bed.
“Mom? Is everything ok?” Charlie asked from behind the door.
She sighed, wiping sweat of pleasure from her forehead, “yes honey, did you find your friend?” She asked while breathing, she realised she was just having an orgasm after a very long time.
“No mom, and I called his parents they haven’t seen him also”
“Oh…” she smiled, “I’m sure he will eventually.. pop up”, she placed a hand over her mouth and started laughing quietly.
“Hmm.. ok mom”, Charlie said and left.
Mrs.Wilson lifted her foot and examined your crushed body, she secretly took a picture of it as a souvenir, hiding it in a secret gallery, just something to watch when she wants to get sexually aroused again.
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I know today the next part of “New Job” should’ve been published but I just couldn’t hold myself from releasing this wonderful piece, hope you understand.
I’ve postponed the next part for later this month.
