title: The Wandering Mouse aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Koreley] id: [49574484] date: 星期四, 十一月 10日 2022, 12:40:07 凌晨 modified: 星期四, 十一月 10日 2022, 1:23:39 凌晨

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The Wandering Mouse

Author: Koreley Source: The wandering mouse (pt 1)

Part 1

You walked into the room. Your paws tapped on the dark-wooden floor,so dark that it reflected the bright lightbulb hanging kilometers above your head. At your size it's not a surprise, but this room looked enormous, bigger than most you’ve seen, you could trip on the floor carvings, and the dust was big enough to be a nuisance. The room itself was divided at its center in two by the bed, white wooden wardrobe and a white wooden nightstand sat at the bed side. On your left there was a Guitar, around the bottom of the instrument there was a thin, black metal rod, that kept off the ground and held it safely in place.  

You crawled over to the wardrobe. As you approached it, you passed Dirty socks that laid on the floor, some small, some pastel colored, others made of wool, heavy. Some of them had a faint smell of cheese embewed in their fabric. As you reached the front of the wardrobe, your hands grabbed a pair, and your nose dove deep into the wool. Along with the cheese, the socks soaked in a bit of soil that gave off an earthy scent, but that wasn’t stronger than the paw stink. It was quite a complex aroma infact, every scent building on top of the other.  

As you smelt the pairs, you could see yourself below the sweaty soaked threads of the socks, that served as the only separation between your tiny body, and the paw that would be pinning you down, pushing into your body, laying its tons into you. You immagined yourself trying to move, but your muscles wouldn’t lift by an inch, a micrometer, your body would stand still. You bet the giant that was crushing you, could feel the effort, and would push into you more as soon as you stopped to take a breath. The idea of an unescapable demise kept playing in your head. 

From outside the room came the sound of a door opening, Jeremy is home. 

Finally. You ran towards the side of the wardrobe, and flattened yourself against the surface, standing completely still. You waited. The paws of your acquaintance crawled up the stairs, with their booming thumps, and the creak of the wood floor getting into the room. Suddenly the door groaned open, and a brown spotted mouse walked through, his fur looked wet, and his grey t-shirt had a dark spot that propagated from the chest to the upper belly. You could clearly hear his long exhales, and his struggling inhales. his tail swooshed across the floor with a squeaky sound. He thrudged towards the edge of the bed, and he let himself fall down, thumping into the matress. His paws moved, reaching for the rim of the other shoe with the tip of the left shoe behind his ankle. He pushed down, and

the shoe fell down in front of you, SMASHING into the floorboards, forcing you to hold your hands up to your ears. Jeremy stretched his mighty, meaty toes. Then off came the other one, hitting the first, and stumbling towards you! luckily for you, the shoe stopped after hitting the wall behind you, and laid still on the side.

The second paw stretched, and then curled up. Finally everything went still.  

You dashed towards the bed, keeping your eyes on the paw hanging high above you. The run lasted for a couple of minutes. Your stride halted right next to the shoe. Your body itched, you felt your arms pinching, and your crotch felt much tigher. 

The saturation of stink in the air had increased. It felt as if you were breathing next to the paws, with their fuzzy soles that radiated head. As you stared up the condominum-tall shoe. One laid still on its sole, the other, was there for you to take advantage of. You made your way towards it, and paused at the warm stink that wafted up towards the ceiling. It felt like being near a huge pot of water, as the sweat-ridden vapor crawled out of the shoe. You pressed your hands into the fabric, it felt spongy, and gave out a squishy sound, as you pushed and pulled. Bubbles also formed on its surface. This shoe had its entire walls soaked in sweat.  

Further into the darkness, you saw the bottom, it was lighter, and looked made of a different material; on its surface, you could tell there was an imprint of the same paws that dangled above your head. The surface was yellow-ish, and a few threads looked worn out. You took a few steps into the shoe, however, you came to a halt: Your heart was beating twice as fast, your head spinned around, and the scent clouded your thoughts. you weren't sure if you wanted to do this anymore. You could very easily perish in this immense footwear. Your pants tightened, and your anxiety got even stronger. Your friend would not even know you’re there, maybe it’s better if you just go back.You take a step back.  

Suddenly, the shoe tilts. 

Your body feels the rush of air for a few seconds.  

Thud! Thump! Squish! Thump! 

Ouch. You spit out air, cough, and cough, and cough, as you attempt to take a deep, breath. You feel like you just came out of a pool, the sweat restricts your breathing, as if you had salty water built up in your lungs. You felt the scent tickling at your nostrils, and the back of your mouth. The shoe had been lifted, the entrace was meters above your head now, letting the lights of the room shine over your tiny body, as they crawled from the heel where you stood, up to half the shoe until they completely disappeared. It really felt like being in a cave, now. Your head spinned faster, and you stumbled forward. As much as you were disoriented, you could tell that standing at the heel was a deathwish, for sure. It'd be better to stand below the toe area, if worst came to worst, at least you’d have a chance of not being obliterated the moment Jeremy wore your prison. You followed the walls, that curled up in big waves of fabric. The deeper you went, the more the scent grew. the light dimmed, shade hugged your aching body. the more you walked, the more the material below your feet felt consumed. Once the lights were out, you got on all fours to get as much information on the floor as you could, and proceeded more carefully. You weren’t walking on smooth floor anymore, you felt a few holes slightly bigger than your palm, and some pieces of string laid about. At the tip, fresh air was scarce. Once more, you were in a new, alien world. Now with very little oxigen, replaced by isovaleric acid. You laid down at the tip. Waiting. Your one hope now was to either be noticed, or fall outside the shoe somehow. 

Time passed, you were still laying down, and your hands rubbed against the ground, soaking the warm sweat out of the floor. You took a whiff of your hand, the aroma of cheese and sweat had intensified so much you felt your eyes burn, but it was the only thing you could really focus on, at that point. You didn’t have much else to pass time, aside from feeling your environment. 

From the outside came huffs and grunts. Your friend moved around a bit, and you heard a few noises: people screaming, booms of what seemed like footsteps, glass breaking, monstrous breathing… As it continued, you heard your friend moan. He huffed loudly, and groaned. “oh fuck…” he whispered “You goddamn pests… You deserve nothing but… ng… nothing but my soles… ng…” He moaned, as you heard the sound a hard step, and then silence. Your friend might have had more in common with you than you first imagined, but it’s too late now. 

Your confinment's heat slowly faded, now sweaty, and horny, yourself, you moved around. your skin itched due to the sweat. The sole was fresher, less smelly, but as a half an hour passed, then an hour, then two, you started loosing hope you were at least going to be able to feel his sole against your body. Jeremy wasn’t done, luckily for you. your hand slid down into your pants, and you started playing with yourself as the scent mixed with your breath. 

“I’ll crush you until you’re nothing more than a smear under… Ahhhnn… my sole” he moaned, as you pushed in and out of your panties, stroking yourself in pleasure.  

“Once i’m done with you, you’ll be gone… entirely… you disgusting toy…” you kept edging, and your moans got louder. "oh please my god, squish me like a bug…"  “how does it feel to be nothing more than a bug to me…? uhnf… beg me to squish you, you bug…” You fastened your thrusts, "Jeremy… please bless me with your sole, my reason of being" You chanted, and spouted "please…" you breathed. "oh…" you breathed. "oh please…". "Please allow me…" "uhnf.."  

“Beg me to grind you into nothing… say how want nothing more than to feel you, and the rest of your pathetic excuse of a city crack below me… Your god…” He whispered “ahh… here it comes you pitiful bugs, get ready to taste my load…” 

"Allow my body to die below you my lord… Either… AHNG… below your cum

NGGN… Or… Below… your…“ Jeremy moaned in relief, and your erection reached its climax. the semen splattered around, covering the floor, and you with it. Then, the silence enveloped your body, as your breathing slowly quieted. Your arm was exhausted, and laid limply to your side. your legs froze in place, as you collected what had just happened. Your eyelids felt heavier and after a while, you were sound asleep. 

Thump. You rocked back and forth slightly.  

Thump. You felt your body vibrate.  

THUMP. The ground shook.  

THUD! 

You jolted awake. The shoe shifted around, and the tip went up. You began sliding downwards. in a matter of seconds, your fingers struggled to grip into the fabric, and gravity sent you falling towards the heel. Cold wind rushed through your fur, as your body bounced against the fabric.  

Then you saw it.  

The tip of a sock, that was making its way inside the shoe. Its toes curled, and pushed past the rim. Your jaw dropped. The paw was large, it looked so strong it could obliterate you without even trying… and you felt its warmth, as if it laid a veil of stink and heat on your body. It slid past you, fitting without issues into the shoe. The heel moved in next, sliding against the wall behind you, and settling down in front of you.  

From where you stood, between the back and the heel, you found a space large enough for you to not suffocate. However, the shoe turned once more. You went with the motion, jumping towards the ankle as the shoe slid back onto the floor. Your hands grabbed a few strands of fur, and you you pushed yourself into the fur. It felt fresh, and you took advantage of it to brush the sweat off of your body.

As the paw settled onto the ground and vibrated, your grip slipped, and you fell down against the rim of the sock. The opportunity was there, and you took it sliding past it. it should be a better spot than anywhere else; even the floor looked much more dangerous in comparison. You pushed yourself into the fabric, and slithered against the paw, moving, once more, towards the toes.  

Since the sock allowed a much safer adventure, you laid on the top of the paw, with your head hanging between two toes, confident the grip of the fabric would hold you safely in place, as you whiffed the scent between the toes.