My Little Pet 6 (Chapter 7)

            Sarah sighed with wistful delight as she stared at the rack of stylish shoes stacked in her closet, and held her hand up to the level of her cheek, where Tessa was trapped on her palm.  

            “Aww, do you remember these ones, Bella?” Sarah boomed. With her free hand, the blonde amazon reached to the shelf and withdrew a pair of bubblegum-pink flip-flops, dangling the foamy footwear by the plastic thong from her fingertips. She held the shoes up close to Tessa, so the shrunken woman couldn’t miss a single detail of the beloved flops: the scuffs on the sides, the dirt in the zigzagging treads, or the molded shapes of toes squeezed into the surface.

            “Yes,” the little woman said hollowly. “Those were the ones where I almost got away from you for once. Almost.”

            “Oh, they remind me of the time when we went to the beach, and I took you with me in them!” Sarah continued, ignoring her tiny pet as usual. “That was sooooo nice, cuz the sun and the weather was perfect, and the water was warm, but I just kinda wanted to sit on the sand and get a tan, you know? I picked these especially for you, so you wouldn’t get too hot under my feet, and so you could have a chance to see the water, too! I had my umbrella for shade, and you had my foot right on top of you for shade! I bet it was so comfy, too, like having a big nice pillow to squeeze into while you’re next to the ocean.”

            “It was hell. You sweated so much I could barely breathe,” Tessa snarled. “I stuck to your skin, your foot was so wet. God, it was one of the most disgusting things that’s ever happened to me.”

            “And then you fell out my flip-flops, cuz I started getting sleepy, and you almost ran to the water all by yourself! That really scared Mommy, little one. I hope you know that,” Sarah said. The memory made her voice crack with sadness, and she curled her hand toward her mouth, gently pecking at Tessa’s miniature head using her sloppy damp lips. “I had to chase you and catch you in my hands before you could float away! Oh, you were so lucky I was there to save you from the giant scary waves!”

            “Sometimes I think I would have rather drowned in the water,” Tessa said.

            “Oh, what about these!” Sarah gasped, frenetically moving from one interest to the next. She flung the flip-flops over her shoulder, and instead snatched up a pair of glossy cherry-red high heels. Gripping them by the stiletto spike, she held these up to Tessa, revealing the beaten leather interior. “These are my fanciest ones, which is lucky, cuz they’re also my sexiest ones! Well, tied with most of the others for sexiest, I guess. But either way, your Mommy becomes a Hot Mommy in these, you lil’ cutie-pie. You know that from up close, too, since you’ve gotten to slide in a bunch of times! Your body always feels kinda weird down there, since the shoes are so stiff, so there’s not much room, but that just makes it so I can feel your cute self hugging the bottom of my foot so close like a funny little shoe-elf. That’s you, isn’t it, baby? Especially that one time at the club with my two BFFs, when we danced until one in the morning? I could feel you down there the entire time with me, dancing right along, except you were dancing in your own little club, inside my shoe! That was sooooo much fun, even though my feet hurt a little bit after from dancing for like four hours!”

            “How do you think I felt?” Tessa croaked. “I thought you were going to make me snap like a twig every time you jumped. Instead everything just went dark. And Jesus Christ, the smell… I don’t know how I didn’t puke. I think blacking out saved me.”

            “Let’s see, what else is in here?” Sarah mumbled, oblivious to her pet’s agony.

            She tossed the high heels aside and went instead for a pair of poofy grey Ugg boots. These were swung high over Tessa’s head, showing her the tunnel of the fabric-lined interior. The tiny woman could instantly recall her last imprisonment inside the dark Uggs.

            “These are my favorite winter boots! These were the ones I wore when we went hiking in the hills, when there was that big snowstorm. Remember how we made a fire and ate marshmallows? I chewed them up nice and good for you to eat first! Yep, these are really good boots, and you get to be so snugly, all the way at the bottom with my toes! There’s no way you could ever accidentally fall out like in my flip-flops. Plus you’ve got all the fluff on the side to use as a blanket, even though nothing could be as soft and nice as my foot! I guess the Uggs aren’t super-warm, but they look really good, and that’s more important sometimes. Isn’t it, little one? Isn’t it more important for Mommy to look hot than to feel hot?”

            “Whatever,” Tessa angrily scoffed. She shivered in visceral remembrance. “I used to think I’d give anything for it to not be so hot in your damn shoes. Well, I got my wish. Those fucking Uggs get so cold down there in the winter, my whole body went numb. Seriously, how could one insane person’s foot get so hot sometimes that I think I’ll melt, and then other times so cold that I’m about to shatter like ice!”

            “That’s right, you sure do like it in there, don’t you! You’re just Mommy’s cold little lamb who needs a nice cuddly foot to warm back up! Or maybe just Mommy’s pretty pink lips will do a good job, too,” Sarah swooned. She clutched Tessa to her mouth for another swarm of battering, saliva-smearing kisses that rained across the shrunken prisoner’s whole tired body. “See! All better again!”

            Bored of the Uggs now, the colossal girl set them down and fished for another pair on the closet tour. This time, she captured a couple of worn-down, dusty running sneakers. These specimens Sarah practically shoved overtop of Tessa, causing the little woman to be momentarily trapped in the stagnant aroma of sweat that still lingered in the cotton lining.

            “You remember those, Bella? Does Mommy’s precious little cupcake remember my running shoes? I’ll bet you do, cuz I have to wear them a lot to go to the gym! I can’t look this good without putting in hard work, after all, and I know you feel especially safe from the smell of Mommy’s feet. Well, you always get lots of extra smell to eat up when I’m exercising, don’t you? Maybe it gets a little wet and slippery sometimes in there, but that’s okay, as long as you’re with me! You’re like my inspiration, you know? Whenever I get tired at the gym, I just think about how I can feel you pressed up against my sock in there, right under my pretty foot, and then I keep going! I don’t stop, ever!”

            “God, I wish you would stop…” Tessa whined.

            “I guess I do stop sometimes… like that one time, when my trainer was showing me all those new machines to use? Wow, he was sooooo hot… I wonder what it would feel like to get a foot rub from him? It would feel good, I bet, since his hands are so big and strong. Anyway, I had to stop then, just so I could flirt with him a little. You know, tell him how I wish he could train me in other stuff, and also show off my butt when he thought I wasn’t looking? Mommy likes to play around sometimes, after all. And you were right there the whole time, helping me do a good job, weren’t you, my cutesy little flower-girl! Yes you were! He liked me sooooo much, and it was all cuz Mommy had you tucked under her foot, where you belong.”