Thursday, July 14, 2011
Melanie was a girl of 18 years, she came from a good family and knew it. She also knew she had style and good looks. And that neither boy nor girl ever resisted a look out of her cool green eyes, given from under the fringe of her short darkblond hair. She tended to look at the world as her oyster and was quite sure that it was completely below her to break the shell herself. She was mildly arrogant and leader of the hockey team. To stay in shape she went to the gym quite regularly, and one day, after a very long workout. She had that unpleasant moist feeling insider her worn trainers that made her feel unpleasant , and as it hadn’t been her day all along, she wasn’t in a good mood.
She went to the change room to get her shower stuff out. As she opened the door the air was stuffy and smelled of sweat, and old clothes. She cursed in her thoughts and walked on. There were only two women in the room and just as she walked by them one of them pulled of her shoes, and a waft of rank smell washed over Melanie. She gasped and turned with all the vanity of her green eyes. "Gods, some people should really wash their feet more often." The woman looked up at her. She was about 10 years older then Mel and looked like she’d spent all that 10 years in the gym. Her body was soft flowing curves, and playing muscles. Her friend had long dark hair, dark eyes and her lips curled in a thoughtful grin. "Well.. " the first woman said "you’re surely not smelling of roses yourself, so just follow our example and get ready to have a shower and you’ll be smelling much better air soon."
with that she looked back down to her feet and pulled her socks off. They very visibly damp!
"I’m not sure I want to be in the same shower with your stinking feet!" Melanie snapped.
The woman got up. "Beg pardon?"
"You’re feet are so disgusting they..." Melanie, although having a bad day realised the looks on their faces. But too late.
The taller woman grabbed Melanie around the waist, pinning her arms to her sides and easily lifted her off the floor, squeezing all the breath out of Melanies lounges. The young girl was so surprised she didn’t even scream. Eve smiled. She could see the surprise on Melanies face, and how the strong arms of her friend slung around the squirming girl squeezing harder until the squirming started to subside. "You carry your nose quite high, lil bitch." She stepped onto the bench before them, watching as her friend turned, bringing the struggling girl directly in front of her. "Lets see if you can get it high enough" With that she thrust out her foot bringing it so close to Mels face that she could feel the warmth of the girls cheeks against it. Melanies winced, the foot was big and actually neatly shaped, but she could feel the humidity of its sweat, like it would already be touching her skin, and the smell of sweat mingled with the cheesy scent and a hint of dust off the floor. Her eyes grew wide, she caught a glimpse of Eves face. And in the very moment she opened her mouth to hiss a suiting remark, the brown haired woman pushed her heel right into Mels mouth. Melanie gasped, or at least tried to gasp, the big foot sealed her mouth, keeping it painfully open, her tongue moving as she moaned touched the dirty, humid skin and a taste of vinegar and rancid sweat caused her to jerk, in an effort to get away. She heard Clarissa breath behind her, felt the breath on her shoulder as the athletic woman shifted her grip and tightened it again, leaning forward to force Mels face closer towards and into the outstretched stinking foot. Eve clamped her toes around Melanies nose leaving her breathless for a moment, watching the green eyes beg in desperation, then flexed her toes. Melanie took a desperate deep breath her nose still between Eves toes, she felt the foot-scruff tickle her nostrils and the stench was so incredible she felt her eyes water. The huge foot moved around rubbing all over her face leaving a trail of slimy sweat and lingering odour. Eve changed legs and turned, then she plastered her foot right over the girls eyes, leaving her in a ranking, steaming shadow, then she clenched her toes and raked her neatly pedicured nails slowly down over Mels face, rubbing her sour stinking sweat over the girls lips and cheeks.. then pressing her foot up against her nose. "Yes, that’s right, smell it girl, smell it real good. So next time you’ll know what you’re talking about."
She set down on the bench flexing her muscular legs, while the light reflected in the glistening sweatiness of her arced feet. "So you think yours smell so much sweeter do you?" With that Eve reached out and grabbed Mels ankles, tearing at the laces and yanking the trainers of her feet. "Gods I bet you can smell that from here" She got up and pressed the opening of the trainer over Melanies mouth and nose. "You smell that girl?" Melanie felt sick, the strong odour of the womans stinking feet still lingered in all her senses. And to her horror the vinegary mixed with well worn canvas and moist rubber smell that slowly replaced it was her own. She felt her cheeks burn with shame, as her body shuddered with the touch of the wet inlay on her nose. Eve put a hand on the back of her head and pressed her face deeply into the reeking shoe. The canvas of the shoe pressed flat against Mels face, her lips felt sore under the pressure of the rough cloth and every wheezing breath she took, filled her lounges with the odour of her own cheesy feet. She gave up struggling and hung limp in the strong arms of Eves friend. Clarissa wrestled the girl down to her knees, as soon as Eve removed the shoe from Mels face, then Clarissa squatted down on the white socked moist feet of the younger girl and squeezed her against her hard body leaning over forcing the girls face closer to the floor. Eve kicked her gym bag under Mels face and opened the zip. "Wanna know what really stinks? You obviously enjoy sticking your nose into other peoples things so I’ll let you find out your way" She pulled the bag open and Clarissa forced Mels face down into the opening of the gym bag. The stench hit Melanie like a wall. Used, re-worn, old and fresh socks, the most recent still sweaty and damp were piled up in the bag. Obviously both women used that bag for their dirty clothes and now they were pressing Mels head deep into the bag. Mel struggled and squirmed and tried to kick, but to no avail, her nose was soon pushed into the softly damp collection of stinking well stained fabric. Her face was covered with socks, even in the bad light she could see the yellow stains of sweat on some of them and the lines of foot scum. some where turned inside out and pressing against her cheeks and lips. She tried to take a breath through her mouth but her face was pushed down and one sock nearly was pushed into her mouth. Her tongue still numb with sour taste and shock, she closed it and took desperate, wheezing breaths through her nose. She heard the comments of the women like from far away and her head began to spin. Her skin crawled her lounges seemed to burn and to her embarrassment she started to whimper.
Breath after breath of stinking air, made her eyes haze and her skin felt like it was soaked in sweaty slime. When she already thought she’d faint her head was yanked out of the bag. The light and the sharp ‘fresher’ air came like a shock and she saw the determined smile on Eves face. "Here let me pick you a treat girl" She reached into the bag and picked up what must have been today’s pair of socks. "It felt like we took hours in the gym today didn’t it? My feet were swimming in my shoes:"
"And mine.." said a voice behind Mel "were dirty to start with." Clarissas hand came around holding another pair of fluffy socks clasping them over Melanies face and nose pressing tightly. If Mel had thought Eves feet were stinking She hadnt known how bad it could get. The sheer force of Clarissas grasp caused her to gasp. And the ranking stench of the sock made her nose curl. Her nose seemed to refuse to breathe it. The stench was so thick she felt it like flowing through her nostrils. The sock was so damp it left glistening traces on her face, she seemed to breathe reeking, cheesy steam. Her mouth opened and gave a begging sound. But Eve just shoved the socks she held into it. Eve gave up. She mmphed around the pair of damp, well soiled socks.. her gums and tongue turning numb with the intense sour flavour. Not daring to swallow or moan, Every breath stinking of locker room, sweat and something like the smell of sex. She struggled briefly and in vain against Clarissas strong grasp, and passed out.
When she came around again she was laying stretched out on the cold dirty floor of the room. Clarissa and Eve were sitting on the bench beside her, their bare feet plastered all over her face. Moving from time to time shifting place. "Good morning. Had a nice dream?" Clarissa mocked.
"Well we have to go now but we decided to leave you with a present." Melanie tried to get up, but Clarissas feet pushed her head down to the floor. Her toes closing around her nose. Mel struggled as a far too well known smell accompanied every breath. Much lighter this time. Eve got up and sat on Mels legs pulling her socks of her feet passing them to Clarissa then Melanies ankle was gripped in a strong hand and something cool and moist touched her toes. "No" she spat, regretting it the instant Clarissas heel dug deep into her mouth, the rough skin stretching her sore lips. While Eve pulled her stinking gym socks carefully over Melanies feet. Mel felt her skin crawl at the cool slimy touch. then her hands were grabbed and one of Clarissas damp fluffy sock were pulled over them the visible lines of scum stretched over her hand. Clarissa used the second sock to mildly tie Mels wrists then let go of her with a despising grin. Eve lifted Melanie off the floor and dragged her over to the lockers leaning her against the corner. Then they tied Melanies own socks, fresh off her feet around her face. One over her mouth, the other over her nose, making sure that the inside of the soles was directly over her nostrils. Eve lifted the girls chin up in her hand and grinned. "Well, bye then.. oh and by the way" she grinned at her companion "You stink of dirty feet, girl" Clarissa spat a giggle and they left.
It was some time until Melanie managed through the fog of smell around her, to overcome her embarrassment and free herself. But the stink of their feet, clung to her body all the way home.