CHAPTER X

Kitty and Ella were falling madly in love with one another. They were spending all their time together alone and naked, making laundra. When they hugged, Kitty would start sniffing Ella's neck.

"I really like the way you smell."

"What are you talking about? I smell like Carly & Driz's feet."

"I know. At first I didn't like it, but now I've spent so much time making out with you that, well, the smell turns me on."

"The smell of feet turns you on?"

Kitty buried her nose into Ella's neck, giving it one long sniff.

"Man, that makes me horny. The smell of feet by itself doesn't turn me on. But the smell of Carly & Driz's feet on you drives me wild! Promise me you'll keep sleeping on their dirty socks every night. On you, it makes the finest perfume!"

"I love you."

"I love you."

Over the next few weeks, Carly and Driz showed Ella a new level of torture.

Before Ella had arriving, the two sisters may have had bad hygiene, but it was not due to any ill intent. It was more just because of their selfish nature as well as being a product of their environments.

Now, however, the two were deliberately being malicious in how gross they were. Instead of hanging their dirty socks on the clothing line outside the trailer, they now hung them inside, making sure the trailer smelled more like feet. They stopped washing their clothes at all, waiting until an article of clothing was extra-stinky before finally asking Ella to do laundry and shoving it in her face. The two made no effort to hide their sadism.

One day Ella noticed all of her own socks were missing. She confronted Carly, who explained:

"Oh, we realized that all of our own socks were old and had holes in them, so we thought we'd borrow all of yours and wear them instead. I considered borrowing all your underwear too, but none of them would ever fit my butt."

"Those were my special dainty socks," Ella said, "I really liked them."

"Don't worry, we'll return them."

A few weeks later, all of Ella's socks were indeed returned to her, but sweaty and unwashed.

"Here ya go," Carly said with a sadistic smile, "They're pretty stinky, since my feet do sweat a lot. We can add these to the sock-pile you sleep on. These are so squishy and moist that they'd make a nice pillow."

But the absolute worst thing was the heat wave. It was one of the worst in recorded history, and so Carly and Driz resorted to making everyday Underwear Day. This meant the two would walk around the trailer wearing only their bra and panties, and both made it a point to flaunt this in front of Ella. The sisters had always had an exhibitionist streak in them, and it gave both of them a lot of sadism to make Ella feel uncomfortable.

"Aren't these Underwear Days nice, Driz?" Carly asked, making sure Ella could hear, "I may never wear clothes again. It was so nice of Ella to get us these plus-sized panties."

"Yes it is," Driz responded, "My butt hasn't ripped them open yet."

"Ya know, I like these panties so much that I'm going to keep on wearing them. The longest I've ever gone without changing my underwear was two weeks, but with this pair, I'm now coming up on three weeks."

"Same here. I hate changing my underwear, and three weeks is a record for me too. How do you feel, Ella? Do you feel uncomfortable seeing us half-naked all the time?"

"Yes," Ella said, matter-of-factly.

"And does it make you uncomfortable knowing we've gone three whole weeks without changing our underwear?"

"Yes. Do you ever plan to change them?"

"Eventually. And when we do, you'll be the one to wash them!"

"Don't you just love the way our trailer smells?" Carly said, sniffing.

"I sure do," Driz said, sniffing, "Smell that, Ella. A nice combination of sweat, feet, and our body odor. I can't believe you had the silly idea of wanting us to improve our hygiene. If we had, you'd be missing out on this charming scent."

But when she'd be free, Ella would run back to Kitty who'd give her a big hug and sniff her.

"Oh, baby, you're so stinky. You smell like Carly and Driz baked you in a hot oven with their own feet!"

"We should probably get to work making laundra-"

Ella tried to get away, but Kitty grabbed her tight and kept sniffing her.

"Promise me, Ella. Promise me you'll keep living with Carly and Driz and letting them torture you with their feet! Because I love the way it makes you smell!"

Ella sighed, resigned to her fate, and said:

"I'll do it for you, Kitty, because I love you."

"I love you too."

And the two kissed.