Haryu's Awakening (Patreon)

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The smell of sweat and the subtle hum of a low-end air conditioner filled the humble room of the scrappy high school delinquent’s room as she diligently exercised during her free time. Glistening with sweat, Furyu was finishing her reps while keeping almost perfect form. Exercising, or training in general, was something the delinquent greatly enjoyed but just as she loved to keep herself in shape her half-inch tall little sister, Haryu, loved watching her. Sitting excitedly near the edge on top of Furyu’s bedroom dresser, she cheered on from the sidelines. Haryu didn’t really exercise as much, and she could never even dream of lifting the kind of weight her big sister could lift. The idea that at least some of the training Furyu underwent was for the purpose of protecting her, filled the tiny girl with so much joy. With a great big smile on her face, Haryu continued to watch on in amazement until Furyu finally took a quick break to use the bathroom. Setting the weights down, unintentionally set them down on her floor as opposed to her foam exercise mat, and as she left the room she was blind to the fact that one of the weights started to roll towards the dresser.

Absentmindedly looking at her phone while she waited for her sister to return she was abruptly interrupted as a 40-pound dumbbell struck the leg of the dresser with the force of an out-of-control train. While this normally wouldn’t be such a big deal, considering how cheap the dresser was and how Haryu was haphazardly sitting near the ledge, it was a recipe for disaster that sent the tiny girl falling. The poor girl’s heart stopped as she fell helplessly through the air. Panicking greatly and letting out a scream of pure terror, she tried to brace herself for whatever horrible injury awaited her. But as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, she was met with quite the surprise.

Instead of plummeting to the cold hard floor of Furyu’s messy bedroom, she was met with a surprisingly soft landing. Slowly opening her eyes, Haryu was overjoyed to see that she had miraculously fallen into one of the dresser’s open drawers. But as glad as she was, she would soon learn that this wasn’t exactly the best place to land. Taking a deep sigh of relief, her nostrils were suddenly assaulted by an extremely overwhelming odor. Looking around the inside of the drawer, her face was flushed with red and she quickly plugged her nose as fast as she could.

“Why’d I have to fall in here…” She remarked fruitlessly covering her nose and mouth as the girl found herself helplessly stuck inside Furyu’s sock drawer. And while it was pretty logical to only keep clean clothes in your drawers, Furyu wasn’t exactly the most organized person in the world, and as much as Haryu would hate to admit it, she was also pretty lazy when it came to stuff like laundry. While this wasn’t exactly a bad thing for most, for Furyu it was really bad. Sometimes neglecting to wash her socks for days or weeks at a time.

“What’s the point in washin’ em? They’re just socks, it’s not like anyone’s gonna smell em.” She’d say whenever she was asked about cleaning out her drawers. Haryu didn’t necessarily mind this for a number of different reasons, but now that she was completely surrounded by, and standing on top of a mountain of dirty socks, she couldn’t help but feel extremely grossed out. The smell of stale sweat wafted around the poor girl and tears began to well up in her eyes as she tried her best to claw her way up the tall wooden door of the drawer to no avail. Blushing, she was mortified to realize that her only option was to wait for Furyu to return. With every second, Haryu could feel the gross odor slowly creep up on her more and more to the point where was actually starting to feel a little lightheaded. Thankfully, as the sounds of footsteps entered the room, the tiny girl was ecstatic to know that she’d soon be freed from this smelly prison. Yelling at the top of her lungs, and jumping up and down, she tried to hopefully get her attention before she was forced to spend the whole night surrounded by her sister’s smelly socks. Luckily for her, Furyu did notice that she was no longer on top of the dresser, but unluckily for her, she didn’t exactly think much of it.

“Hm, guess she got fed up with waitin '. Well, whatever, I was gonna call it anyways.” Shrugging, she did a couple of stretches before deciding that she had worked out enough. With a towel around her neck, she lazily bunched her used socks together and approached the dresser to toss them inside, as usual. The sigh of relief and moment of joy Haryu felt from seeing her big sister slide the drawer open was soon replaced by a horrified shriek of terror as the imposing shadows of her freshly worn socks fell onto her helplessly minuscule body. With little time to react, it was impossible for the poor girl to get away and she was very quickly buried under an extremely sweaty pair of Furyu’s workout socks. Landing on top of her, Haryu came face to face with the expansive mass of dirty fabric. Up close and personal, Haryu could count the dozens of holes and specks of dirt on her sock. Though, even if she wanted to, she couldn’t find the strength to keep her eyes, or mouth open, as droplets of sweat rained down from her worn socks. Feeling one of the droplets of sweat drip down onto her clothes, the blush on her face increased tenfold, and she screamed in terror as loud as her tiny vocal cords would allow. But as a drop of sweat dripped down into her mouth, she instantly regretted it. Feeling the grossly sour and salty liquid coat the insides of her mouth, the girl wanted to throw up but at the same time, for some strange reason, the sweat entering her mouth filled the tiny girl with an oddly exciting feeling. Struggling to understand what the feeling was she laid there motionless, buried underneath her big sister’s building-sized sock as it dripped down more and more sweat onto her profusely blushing face.

With her body drenched in Furyu’s sweat and covered in various grime that got stuck to the outsides of her sock, the idea of staying buried underneath the massive sock grew more and more likely in her mind. Every breath of her thick foot odor slightly burned her sinuses and caused her eyes to water, but Haryu slowly became used to it. While the foul odor hurt to inhale, Haryu began to enjoy it. Extremely confused, she reluctantly began to bring her face closer to the recently worn sock to take in its full scent. But, before she could fully indulge herself, the sock was grabbed and quickly thrown off of her. Light flooded the malodorous sock drawer and before the tiny girl’s eyes was none other than Furyu herself, standing nervously with a relieved and apologetic look on her face.

“Holy crap! I am so sorry, sis!” She said, picking up her blushing tiny sister from on top of the pile of used socks. Bringing her closer to her face to see if she was okay, Furyu started to question her little sister. “The hell were you doin’ in there anyway…” Stopping herself mid-sentence, she caught a whiff of Haryu’s sweat-soaked body and recoiled in slight disgust. A nervous look of embarrassment followed shortly after as she looked at all the dirty socks that had been piled up in her drawer, as well as the recently worn sweat-drenched sock that was tossed onto the floor.

“Sh*t, it must’ve stunk like hell in there. Look, I really am sorry that I didn’t get you out of there earlier.” While Haryu didn’t look injured or hurt in any way, Furyu was still extremely worried about how she wasn’t responding to anything she said. While her big sister thought she was just angry, in actuality, Haryu’s mind was still trying to process everything that happened. Images and fantasies started to pop into her brain, and she had no idea about why she suddenly enjoyed the lingering odor of her big sister’s foot sweat as it wafted off her drenched clothes. All this confusion combined with the fact that she barely had the strength to speak left her fairly unresponsive for the time being.

“I know you’re probably mad at me for not taking the laundry out like I said I would… two weeks ago, but you don’t gotta give me the silent treatment like that. I’ve been pretty busy with school ya’ know.” Sighing, she gave her little sister a small pat on the head before walking out of her bedroom. “I’ll wash em’ next week, promise! But, for now, let’s get you cleaned.”

Going over to the bathroom sink, she pushed down the drain stopper and turned on the water to wash her little sister off. As the faucet water dripped down onto her body, she stared up at her colossal sister, and for a moment, all she could imagine was Furyu wringing out her post-workout socks and showering in a pool of her malodorous sweat. Drooling unconsciously, she could feel that whatever feeling she experienced when she was buried under her socks had awakened something within her…

These lustful fantasies continued to plague her mind for the rest of the night. Upon finishing her little sink bath, she imagined Furyu drying her off with one of her used socks. After her big sis helped her change out of her wet clothes, she imagined her sadistically telling her to disrobe so she could better worship her feet. And when it was finally time for bed, and Furyu brought her to the large shoe box that was her room, all she could imagine was being forced to sleep inside one of her big sis’ steamy shoes after she just finished a marathon. As invasive as these thoughts were, she eventually stopped trying to suppress her thoughts and began to let her imagination run wild. Cuddling close to her pillow, she stuffed her face into it and inhaled as hard as she could, fantasizing endlessly about her sister’s feet. Small dribbles of drool dripped down from her mouth as she slowly fell asleep.

“I can finally understand why Ren likes feet so much, hehe…” She moaned drifting off to bed, she silently hoped that she’d have a foot-related dream. As much pleasure as these thoughts and fantasies brought her, she still respected her sister as much as always and secretly hoped that her lustful thoughts wouldn’t change that. To her Furyu was the best sister in the world and always will be, but thanks to her recently awakened “interest” she found a new appreciation in certain aspects of her that she once found not so appealing...

After a good night’s sleep, Haryu had finally woken up… or so she thought. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw that she was no longer resting in bed and in Furyu’s room again. But instead of being on top of her dresser or in her sock drawer, the tiny girl was on her sister’s bed. If that wasn’t weird enough, she was now in her school uniform despite being in her pajamas a few moments ago. There was only one explanation for this, and as Haryu realized what was going on a lustful smile appeared on her face and her heart pounded with excitement. Looking towards the entrance she could feel someone approaching.

Their steps shook the room like earthquakes and as they entered the room, Haryu could barely contain her anticipation. Wearing a slightly sweaty t-shirt and carrying some musty, beat-up-looking sneakers in her hand, it was just the person little Haryu was secretly hoping to see: Furyu. With a smug and slightly irritated look on her face she tossed her shoes aside and sauntered over to the bed. Before Haryu even had a chance to communicate with the dream version of Furyu, she jumped onto the bed, bouncing the poor tiny girl high up into the air.

When she landed the once soft yet messy bed was suddenly transformed into a way rougher and moist landscape of fabric. As she caught her breath, Haryu’s nose burned as a thick and overwhelming vinegary scent entered her lungs. Looking down, her face became flustered as she saw the sweat-stained and holey design of the sock Furyu had accidentally placed on top of her earlier that night, except for a few minor differences. Unlike Furyu’s post-work-out sock from earlier, this one smelled fifty times worse and the tiny girl could even make out the thick traces of steam wafting off of it like toxic fog. Feeling lightheaded from all the odor, she still enjoyed every second she stood on top of her sock, and every breath she inhaled. Pressing her face into the sock, she drooled a bit before getting slammed in the face by a massive droplet of sweat. Wiping her face against the sock, she looked up and realized that there was something way more enticing that completely slipped her mind…

“Hey, little sis! Before you start makin’ out with that nasty ass sock, how about you give these bad boys some attention.” Her intimidating voice boomed down on Haryu’s ears, she couldn’t see Furyu’s face from where she was standing, she could practically feel how smug she was at that moment. And while she couldn’t see her face, the tiny girl’s vision was filled with something else that completely piqued her interest.

Casting a shadow on her minuscule form, Furyu’s feet were laid bare in front of Haryu. Covered in various toe grime, dirt, and sock lint, Haryu had become completely encapsulated by the two massive sweaty walls of flesh that stood before her. Taking a deep breath of her overpowering foot odor, Haryu couldn’t tell if her eyes were watering from the smell, or from the pure amounts of joy she was feeling at that moment. Not wanting this dream to end right before the good part, she quickly walked up to her big sister’s colossal feet and, with no hesitation, planted her face and body against her sweaty heel.

Pushing her face deep into her big sister’s foot flesh, her body became completely coated in her sweat, and just like ‘that’ she felt as if she no longer had any control over her body, almost as if she was completely possessed by her lustful urges. After feeling her little sister lust over her feet so much, Furyu let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on her bed.

"That's the spirit, sis! Try using your tongue too, I want my feet to be at least slightly clean before I go on a mile jog with you as the insole." She chuckled, pressing her foot down on her little sister before wiggling her toes on top of her. Sweat, toe jam, and grime rained on her from her new position underneath her big sister's colossal toes. With a new up close and personal view of Furyu’s toes, Haryu could barely contain her excitement once more. In between her big and second toe alone, she could see a dozen clusters of toe jam.

‘I wonder if big sis’s feet are actually this dirty in real life.” She thought, drooling. After staring lustfully for what felt like an eternity, Haryu could feel her body start to move on its own again. Going closer and closer to the largest piece of toe jam she could find, she found herself suddenly pressing her face against it and quickly sticking out her tongue. Almost bigger than her entire upper body, the taste would’ve been absolutely disgusting in real life, but in the dream, since Haryu didn’t know what toe jam tasted like, she imagined it basically just being the concentrated essence of her foot odor and enjoyed every single bit she tasted. After many licks, Haryu started to bite down desperately on the gooey toe jam, but before any of it slid down her throat, the distant ringing of her cell phone started to appear in her head and as she lifted her head out of the toe jam, she finally awoke from her slumber.

With a blank expression plastered against her face and a pillow coated with drool, she silenced her alarm and stared silently at the roof of her shoebox room.

“What the hell is wrong with me…”