Part 4
(sorry it took me so long guys! Hope you like it! Also this story is dedicated/inspired by GiantGod)
The massive foot falls trail off into the distance and I emerge from under the kitchen sink. Following my master I make my way to the door way. Traces of blood from the stomped slaves were sporadic and formed a trail from my master's foot steps. I reach the massive arch of the door way and look up at the impressive structure. I had just walked into the dinning room and admired the hugeness of all the furniture. The table was a massive plateau that reached hundreds of feet in the air, relative to my puny size.
The dinning room connected to the living room where my master sat on the couch watching tv. Moving along the back side of the couch I walked around to the side where I saw them. My Master's enormous Nike running shoes! I darted to them, kissing and licking the rubber of the shoe's side. I can tell he used these a lot because of the worn out condition they were in. As I walked around the corner of the left shoe I noticed the right was on its side. I couldn't get there fast enough, until it hit me. The musty scent of sweaty manly feet filled my nostrils and made me fall to my knees. As I took in the amazing smell I crawled to the shoe's opening. I stood up and climbed up the edge of it. It was like cave on the side of a cliff, it was massive. I lay on the moist and warm interior material and bathe in my master's scent. Nothing could break my tranquil state.
(sorry it took me so long guys! Hope you like it! Also this story is dedicated/inspired by GiantGod)
The massive foot falls trail off into the distance and I emerge from under the kitchen sink. Following my master I make my way to the door way. Traces of blood from the stomped slaves were sporadic and formed a trail from my master's foot steps. I reach the massive arch of the door way and look up at the impressive structure. I had just walked into the dinning room and admired the hugeness of all the furniture. The table was a massive plateau that reached hundreds of feet in the air, relative to my puny size.
The dinning room connected to the living room where my master sat on the couch watching tv. Moving along the back side of the couch I walked around to the side where I saw them. My Master's enormous Nike running shoes! I darted to them, kissing and licking the rubber of the shoe's side. I can tell he used these a lot because of the worn out condition they were in. As I walked around the corner of the left shoe I noticed the right was on its side. I couldn't get there fast enough, until it hit me. The musty scent of sweaty manly feet filled my nostrils and made me fall to my knees. As I took in the amazing smell I crawled to the shoe's opening. I stood up and climbed up the edge of it. It was like cave on the side of a cliff, it was massive. I lay on the moist and warm interior material and bathe in my master's scent. Nothing could break my tranquil state.