My Little Pet 6 (Chapter 8) (Patreon)

Tessa only exhaled, trembling now in involuntary response to the oily stench seeping out of the old sneakers. Mercifully, the shoes were at last tossed back into the closet, allowing Sarah to choose another new pair, though she first smothered her pet once again with a flurry of gooey kisses. She lavished affection on the despondent little woman for several minutes, practically swallowing her head right into her giant mouth like a grape every other time she gasped for breath and massaged her plump lips back over Tessa’s skull. Once the tiny captive was newly crusted with drool and lip balm, Sarah finally made her selection: a humble pair of brown loafers.

            At the sight of these, Tessa shuddered in traumatic response. The vivid memories of each and every time she’d been placed inside these loafers was burned in her brain, though she concentrated on one particular event. Her shaking got so jittery that Sarah noticed.

            “What is it, cookie? You’re shaking a lot. You miss being inside there, huh? It must get you excited seeing all these shoes, knowing soon you’ll be back inside one with me, going on adventures! I wonder which one is your favorite, though. Hmm. You’re shaking so much for these ones, so maybe this is your favorite! Mommy’s loafers, huh, Bella? That’s a good one to pick. My loafers are really comfy and I like to wear them all the time! And watch, since I’m such a good Mommy, I’ll let you go inside for a little bit!” Sarah rambled.

            She tipped her hand forward, causing Tessa to roll toward the edge of her soft fingertips and the short drop into the waiting mouth of the left loafer. Though the shrunken woman tried her best to stay in the girl’s hand, even hanging onto her fingernail, there was no way to avoid it, and Tessa tumbled backward, plopping sorely onto the rancid insole within.

            “How is it, huh? Is it as nice as the last time you were in there?” Sarah spoke into the mouth of the shoe, blocking most of the light and causing Tessa to feel even more trapped as she sprawled on the oblong cell. The giant girl’s fingers thumped impatiently on the sides of the loafer from the outside, causing the shrunken occupant to tumble back and forth, as though on a roller coaster car. “These are the ones I’ve had the longest, before I even found you lost in the garden looking for your Mommy! They’re probably a little too tight now, since I got them when my feet were a tiny bit smaller, but I bet you don’t even notice the difference, since my feet are so soft already!”

            “You’re right,” Tessa drawled sarcastically. “They’re too tight.”

            “There’s so many times I’ve worn you in these, there’s almost too many to name! Oh, like that one time for sorority rush, where we ran all over the campus together, and then had a big party afterward. There was a lot of moving around that night, and I think my feet got a little sweat on them, but it was all better when we got to the dance later. I could’ve probably taken off my shoes then, but I didn’t want my bare feet to touch the gross ground in that basement.”

            “You didn’t want your feet to touch the floor?” Tessa spat. “If you had, I could’ve run away and let someone crush me. Anything to get out of these things. But… I still would do it again, if it meant I could forget the-”

            “Wait, I can’t leave out that time we went for the road trip, and these were my only shoes I brought on accident! Wow, that was silly of Mommy, huh? That trip was sooooo much fun, and probably one of my favorite times I took you anywhere in my shoes, but also sad since I didn’t have extras to wear. I couldn’t even change into anything else, and I was kinda afraid I might lose the shoes and then have nothing to keep you safe inside, so I just had to wear the loafers for like three days straight without taking them off. It hurt after a while, and I could smell them from all the way up here on the third day, so I bet you felt sooooo safe with so much of Mommy’s foot-smell around. But I did it all for you! I did it so you’d never feel like your Mommy abandoned you. You were right there the whole time for every step, all cuddled up close, with your head between my nice soft toes, right where you like to be. Still, I was glad to get home and shower after that! Do you even remember that time, Tessa, baby-doll? Do you? Do you remember Mommy’s favorite adventure with you and the loafers and Mommy’s pretty feet? I hope you do.”

            “I don’t think I’ll be able to forget it even when I’m dead,” Tessa whispered. She peered around the compact shadowy vessel of the loafer, easily recalling every sordid instant of that infinite three-day period, when she wasn’t allowed any air, sunshine, or relief from the grinding pressure of Sarah’s increasingly rotten-smelling, sweat-drenched foot. “I wish I could. I wish I could forget it almost as much as I wish you’d let me go.”

            “Yay, you do remember, don’t you, sugar-plum! How could anyone forget something so magical and fun, huh? I don’t know who!” Sarah cheered. She slanted the shoe, causing Tessa to slip toward the heel again, where she could be easily taken by enormous pinching fingers reaching inside. Sarah’s thumb and index finger clamped around Tessa’s leg and plucked her out upside-down, hanging the flailing woman’s puny body in front of the golden-haired giantess’s moistened lips. “I’ll never forget how fun that was as long as I live, honest! Mommy will always treasure her special times with her precious bumblebee-girl! In fact, maybe we should plan another road trip! Oh, wouldn’t that be sooooo much fun, Bella? Mommy’s so smart to think of that. Aww, I love you, little one. Come here and give Mommy a big fat kiss, right now!”

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THE END (for now, but Sarah will return)