You couldn't believe it, but the smell got even worse. Her feet even began to sweat more. Your face was pressed directly into her sole, so the sweat began to force it's way into your mouth, no matter how hard you tried to keep it closed. You couldn't budge an inch. Once again it seemed you were stuck into a pannini press of sweaty feet. She began walking back home, and after a few minutes you began to lose consciousness. The constant walking combined with the utter disgust of being trapped in her sweaty shoe, under her hot stinky foot, was taking its toll on you. In a few more minutes, you were out. Alina was still completely unaware of the being trapped under her sole. She just thought, "wow, these incredi-soles were a great investment!"
You awoke about an hour later, except her foot was now out of her shoe. You thought, "Finally! My chance to escape!" Just then you realized, you couldn't move any part of your body. It felt like you were trapped in cement. It seems the sole had sucked your entire body in to it's maximum depth, leaving only your face exposed a few inches above the surface. You began trying to thrash about, a useless effort, you couldn't even move a single toe. You then heard Alina's voice yelling, "Hey Mom! I'm going out with friends, I'll be back later!" She was about to put the shoe back on, but she looked at her feet. "These socks are pretty gross." She peeled them off and wiggled her toes in the freedom. She took one sniff of her socks, "Gross! These stink! It's a good thing nobody knows about my foot odor problem. These feet could kill an elephant! Thankfully, I have these special incredi-soles to suck it all up! It would really suck if someone ever ended up inside there, oh god, poor person. Haha, what am I saying, that's impossible!"
She proceeded to stick her bare foot into the shoe. She slid her foot into the shoe, rubbing off a piece of toe-jam on your face along the way, finally resting her sole on your face. Your face was now pressed into her sweaty bare foot, and the smell was indescribable. You were now trapped, sealed into this ever lasting insole. You always hoped she would pick a different shoe, but nope, she picked those old sweaty loafers.
As hard as you tried to fight it, her foot sweat and toe-jam forced it's way into your mouth. her dead foot-skin got in there too. Unfortunately for you, that was enough nutrition to keep you alive, and she always wore her shoes enough to provide your tiny body with that nutrition. You would be sealed into the insole until the day you died. Incredi-soles had an insole recycling program, insoles that were thrown away were simply placed into another shoe. You were a woman's insole, so even if Alina did throw you away, you would just be placed in another woman's shoe, trapped under her stinky foot! Sucks to be you.
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