Bridezilla By s0larpower3d Watch

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Ashley always knew that her Mom was disappointed in her. Her mother had been a vibrant red-headed cheerleader, fascinated with boys, clothes, and the latest trends. She would spend time giggling with her best friends, living life to the fullest, and being the envy of her peers. Ashley was more of an introverted bookworm, finding better company in literary characters than human beings. Ashley always knew her Mom would have perferred perfect Amanda for a daughter, the daughter of her best friend. Gorgeous blonde locks, a winning smile, and captain of the cheer team, Amanda was the daughter everyone wanted, not homely, bookish Ashley. When Ashley contracted RCD, the Shrinking Virus, it wasn’t as if there was anyone to miss her. Her mother continued to care for her daughter naturally but more as obligation than out of famililal bond.



When the news spread that dearest Amanda was getting married, Ashley’s mother came up with a wonderful idea for a wedding present. Rather unilaterally she reached out to Amanda’s mom and spun the idea of Ashley acting as Amanda’s personal assistant for the wedding. Perhaps her mother believed some of Ashley’s charismatic charm would rub off on her dimunitive daughter, or perhaps she was simply trying to remain her friend’s god graces. Regardless, this was was how Ashley found herself under the well manicured toes of Amanda.



For the past week Ashley had acted as Amanda’s “personal assistant.” Amanda, finding the nano girl too small to help with normal tasks had placed her in charge of her feet. Every morning Ashley rubbed Amanda’s wildberry lotion between her toes. She would repaint her nails, and scratch whatever itches Amanda had, after all wasn’t the perfect Amanda to be treated like a princess. After a few days Amanda ceased speaking to the girl under her feet, Ashley knew based on body language alone what her tasks were. So with burning cheeks and downturned head, Ashley tended to the bride-to-be’s toes and soles, like a good little nano.



It was brunch before the wedding, Amanda and her friends sat around, sipping mimosas and loudly laughing. Down below Ashley laid underneath the gentle arch of Amanda’s manicured digits. The sweet berry scent of the morning had begun to fade away, to be replaced with the gradual scent of stale sweat and vinegar. While certainly the girls wouldn’t notice a thing, practically shoved between Amanda’s toes, Ashley had a front row scent. Wordlessly Amanda lifted her second toe. Scrambling to her feet, Ashley began to run her hands over the skin, trying to alleviate whatever itch Amanda was signalling. Satisfied the blonde giantess dropped her toe, oblivious to the squirming Ashley whom she pinned beneath.



Ashley pushed up on the toe as it squeezed the air from her lungs, until finally Amanda responded, spreading her digits and inviting her little assistant to lay back against the ball of her foot. Ashley wiped hot tears from her face as she crawled back into position. With the little sliver of light between her lieges toes, she could make out one of her giantess guests eyeing the little lady under Amanda’s feet.



“So, do you get to keep her after tomorrow,” the friend grinned wolfishly. Amanda scrunched her toes, pressing Ashley harshly into the soft, warm ball of her foot. Here Ashley coughed and sputtered against the intensifying odor of cheese and cornchips,. She jammed an arm between Amanda’s toes, a desperate plea for mercy. The giantess relented, letting Ashley roll back into position, on the soft floor of her perfect, pink, pump.



“I don’t know,” Amanda crooned She wiggled her toes, wildly beating down on Ashley’s helpless form. “Maybe her Mom will give her to me fulltime as a wedding present.” Ashley shuddered at the thought, as she readjusted herself. Amanda however did not seem to care much for her comfort, gripping the girl’s head between her big and second toe. Ashley’s head was entirely engulfed in the flesh as she tried to scream for help, her little voice muffled in Amanda’s soft creamy skin. The giantess released, allowing the nano to fall back under her toes. As Ashley tried to scoot closer to the ball of Amanda’s foot, the giantess lowered her big toe onto her face, kneading it mercilessly and shoving her into the deep, plush surface of her pump.



“She feels sooo good down there,” Amanda laughed. “Every morning she rubs lotion all over my feet and between my toes. Throughout the day she massages them. I even keep my socks on at night and let her sleep in them.” The girls all laughed above, as Ashley’s face flushed from embarrassment. Amanda lifted her foot slightly out of the pump, Ashley recognized the signal. On her back she carefully slid under the gap between the immense sole and the pump surface, with barely enough room to fit. As Amanda felt the nano under her delicate wrinkled soles, she lowered her foot. Ashley was compressed under the vast expanse, as she gradually ran her arms and hands through the miles of wrinkles. Amanda wiggled her foot happily, further crushing Ashley in the dark prison. Between her toes, Ashley had sunlight, here there was nothing but darkness, pressure, warmth, and the increasingly intolerable smell of cheese and vinegar. As Ashley continued her work the tears ran steadily, mixed with Amanda’s sweat.

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Published : Nov 26, 2016