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Odorous Intent by: Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: All characters in this story and have been created for use within the context of this story. Additionally, characters are portrayed as underage and are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real life persons is purely coincidental. Furthermore, there is a prominent micro/macro theme presented within this story.

"The best thing to with a bad smell is to get rid of it."

-Carol Kendall

It was just one of those days. You know...those days where well either nothing went right...or everything went right depending on who you asked. It could never be just normal...for too much of the mundane makes for a dull personality. But what happens when a situation that would normally be enjoyable, suddenly gets out of control? Is it still then a beneficial relationship or would it be otherwise? I guess the answer would very much be in the eyes of the beholder...

Buttons was a fresh-faced calico cat who had recently just entered high school for the first time. Although only halfway through the year, the adolescent had already dealt with his fair share of problems. He had a small group of friends who he hung out with, many of which were quite sporty and outgoing. Buttons, on the other hand, was pretty shy and only had a small circle of friends because his best friend, Cory had introduced him to them.

At 14, Buttons didn't have much going for him. He hadn't yet gotten a job, was not athletic, and was average at best when it came to Academics. The orange, white, and black coated feline's one saving grace was the fact that he was very hard working and able to see anything through to completion no matter how difficult the task. The dedicated teens work ethic was second to none and both his parents, as well as his teachers, knew it.

Cory was one of the first ones to befriend the cat and did so rather early on. The teen was a year older but was one of those laid back and easy to get along with fellows. Although he was a retriever, he had no problem with cats nor any other species of animals. His parents had raised their son with the creed that all people, regardless of their breed or background, must be treated equally. As such the teen was always willing to make new friends and welcome people when they were indoctrinated into the school.

The two went to a local high school by the name of Aspen High School. It was the largest in the county and was home to some of the more wealthy families of Colorado. Buttons family had moved him there in hopes of him getting into a better college. The city life was much too busy for the parents to do anything worthwhile in their free time. As such the husband and wife had decided to move, on rather short notice, to Aspen in hopes of a quieter life.

One day Cory was discussing with Buttons about some vacation his family was going on. The older teen was being treated to Six Flags for getting on the honor roll for the 6th time in a row.

"One problem though is the fact we can't find a sitter for Liam. He's much too young to stay home alone." The older teen seemed dejected and even hung his fluffy tail between his legs in disappointment.

"I wouldn't mind watching him. I could use some extra money and won't charge much." Button's had never babysat before but figured it couldn't have been that difficult.

"Really? I would really appreciate it. I will tell my parents tonight then." Cory began wagging his tail in excitement as he was no longer dismayed.

"No problem. Just text me to tell me the days and times I need to be there." The cat wanted to make sure he didn't screw up his big chance.

It wasn't until later in the same day that the dog finally messaged his friend. After some coaxing, the teen had finally managed to convince his parents that it was a good idea to hire the cat.

"Hey, it's Cory. My Parents said to be here on Friday right after school. They will make sure that you have everything you need for the weekend. Make sure it's alright with your parents that you can stay over here alone with Liam. They will pay you $500 for the entire weekend. Thanks again for volunteering, I am sure you will do great."

It was another few days before Friday finally arrived. Buttons didn't think much about it and didn't really prepare for the ordeal since he had no idea what to expect. When the day came, his father dropped him off at Cory's house. He had been to the place before but couldn't help but feel nervous this time since the stakes were higher. His father drove away wishing him luck, meaning he was all alone now. He meekly knocked on the door as he gulped rather nervously.

His friend was the one to open the door. Surprisingly Cory reached out and hugged the cat. It was more affection than he was expecting but didn't draw himself away, just accepting the friendly gesture. The taller cub already had a bag over his back and was prepared to leave. The parents too were ready to go as they were relaxing on the couch just wasting time and watching the local news. Both of them got up to greet the boy.

"Alright, everything you need is on this paper. Here is $100. This should cover what you need for the weekend for food. You can stay in Cory's room. Just don't make a mess. If there are any problems, contact me at the emergency number. The neighbor has been told to check on you periodically." The tall mother handed the teen a piece of paper.

With that gesture, all three of them left the building as if they were in a rush. Buttons closed the door behind them and locked it. He wondered where the kid might have been, figuring he was playing games or with some toys. The cat had never seen Liam's room but he had been to the place enough to figure it out on his own. Looking over to the side of the door, the cat decided it was polite to take his shoes off and sat down so he could do that.

In front of him, he could see a small assortment of shoes. Some of them were larger but two of them were smaller. He assumed these must have been the Liam's. Looking around to make sure no one was spying on him, Buttons took hold of one of the sneakers and brought it to his nose. The cat had always had a thing for younger cubs paws and this was one of the few times he could indulge in the vice. The teen took a long and slow whiff of the inside of the shoe, the scent of which was musky and foul but he was not averse to it.

Buttons could feel himself getting worked up the longer he continued to sniff the inside of the footwear.

"What are you doing?" A high pitched voice spoke from down the hall.

The felines heart stopped the second he heard the call. He had been caught red-handed and his face turned blood red. The calico attempted to hide the shoe behind his body, but internally he knew it was too late.

"Uh...nothing." The teen tried to pass it off as no big ordeal.

"I saw you smelling my shoe...that's not nothing." The boy started walking down the hallway.

"Really...I wasn't. I promise!" Button's nerves were getting the better of him as he stuttered through the sentence.

"Whatever. Are you my babysitter?" Liam came within an arms reach of the teen who was still sitting down.

"Yes...my name is Buttons. Nice to meet you..." The cat extended out his paw and dropped the shoe from it's hiding place in the process.

Liam rolled his eyes but he never bought into the teens white lie anyways.

"Come on, I want to play some games." The cub motioned for the larger male to get up from his spot.

"Alright..." The feline was in no position to decline and simply gave in.

The puppy was short, even for his age, wearing a simple striped t-shirt with nylon skate shorts. The two didn't go together all that well but it didn't seem like he cared all that much. Before long the cub led into his own room, his golden tail wagging lightly. From afar Liam looked like a spitting image of his brother, just smaller.

"So what do you want to do?" Buttons asked once they were inside the room.

"I have a new toy I want to try out but it's two players." Liam suggested a brand new device that he had recently gotten from a Mad Magazine ad as a joke gift.

The retriever went into his toy trunk and pulled out a small spinner. On it was a little red arrow which spun around, similar to a twister board. However, it was mechanized despite being split into the same number of categories as the party game. The words on the board seemed like they were in Old English font and it was difficult to make out but after staring a bit, the cat could make out 4 sections: Bigger/Smaller, Older/Younger, Stronger/Weaker, and Mystery.

After looking at it for a moment the cat figured it was some sort of roleplay game.

"We're going to play truth or dare. If they don't do what the other says then they get to spin the pointer on the board and choose a punishment. Sound fun?" Liam crossed his arms with a mischievous look on his face.

"Uh...I guess." Button's couldn't believe the younger cub knew about the often mature game of truth and dare.

"Cool, sit down and we'll get started." The puppy crouched down and crossed his legs so he could sit down.

Buttons positioned his tail behind him and soon joined the smaller boy whose paws were extended directly in front of him. He could make out the boy had rather dingy socks and wondered what they might smell like.

"I'll go first. Truth or Dare?" Liam had played the game enough times with his friends to know how it worked and had already formulated a plan of action to further humiliate the teen.

"Truth sounds good for a starter." Buttons didn't want to rush into dares with a younger cub who he barely knew.

"Do you want to smell my paws?" The puppy wasted no time in getting straight to the point, not quite revealing his motive.

"Uh..." The cat found himself unwilling to answer as his face blushed profusely again.

"Well?..." The retriever knew the answer but wanted confirmation.

"I don't want to answer..." The feline turned his face away in shame.

"If you accept your punishment. I will let you smell my paws. I know you want it...I saw you sniffing my shoes. I will even let you spin the board." The puppy handed over the small piece of machinery.

"Okay..." Button's wasn't about to turn down a personal fantasy of his.

The cat took the small box and it was surprisingly heavy for such a small piece of hardware. It made a strange humming sound as he picked it up. There was a small button on it which operated the device. He pressed it a single time as the little red pointer in the center spun around. It went around a few times before suddenly stopping without notice on the portion that read "Bigger/Smaller."

"Very well. You shall get your reward." The dog extended out his foot as he hovered it in front of the cat.

The puppy already had no shoes on so all he had to do was adjust himself so that he could better position his paws upward. So he laid flat and lifted his right paw, Buttons taking hold of it as the warm sock laid motionless in his hand. The boy's foot was small, supple, and warm. It didn't take long before the teen grasped the heel and brought it close enough so that he could begin sniffing it. The boy's musk was tremendous and it was much stronger than anything he could have realized from sniffing the shoe earlier.

The moment the socked paw hit his nostrils, the teen began to feel woozy. But with how enticing the lewd activity was, he found himself unable to break free. It was almost as if he was in the state of a trance. It wasn't long before Buttons began to feel a tingling sensation as he closed his eyes to savor in the strong smell of the boy's foot. With each passing second, it seemed like the boy's foot was growing heavier and heavier.

Liam watched with interest as the teen before he began to dwindle. Bit by bit the feline was becoming ever smaller. Before long the formerly good fitting clothes became very loose within seconds. Seeing this made the boy feel rather playful, bunching up his sock and stuffing it in the teen's face. The addition of a second sock made the smell even more putrid. The assault of the second smell invaded his nostrils as the teen was finding it more and more difficult to hold up the foot. Was the boy applying more weight?

By this point, Liam could see that the teen looked even smaller than he was. A smirk came across his face as he watched the teen shrink more and more. Eventually, the foot became too much for the feline to handle and the puppy had to stand up in order to get a better handle on the situation. Pushing down the calico as his body rolled over flat on his back. Now the clothing he was wearing was pooled around him. Luckily for the cub, the teen's bits were covered and he didn't have a good look of them.

Liam continued to watch as the teen caressed his paw with the wet nose. The cub had to fight back the urge to giggle as he was only really balancing on one foot. Within moments the teen had turned from the bigger one to now the much smaller one. He wasn't stopping either as the cub pressed his paw forward watching the become toy sized within a minute. When he was finally more malleable the boy let up his act as the teen whined and whimpered.

"Well well...look at where your little game got you now." The boy stood back up straight allowing the teen to move once again.

"Huh?" The teen's voice was much less prominent now and even squeaked a bit.

"Such a naughty little kitty. Now I am the one in control." The puppy said with utmost command and poise.

"What did you do to me...?" The calico stands up and barely even came up to the cubs lower ankle.

"I did nothing. You did this to yourself."Liam said defiantly as he crossed his arms.

"No, I didn't!" The teen was still in outright denial mode.

"Whatever..." The retriever bent over and picked up the now toy-sized babysitter.

"Put me down!" The feline squirmed and panicked in the now giant boys grasp.

"Nope! Time to play GI Joe." The cub went over to his toy chest, putting the cat in his pants pocket in the meanwhile.

The pocket was a cavernous depth of fabric and it was quite warm once he was stuffed inside. Button's couldn't see much of anything inside of it. The cat's body shuffled around for a good few minutes before the movement was brought to a stop. After a moment of remaining still and feeling like he was forgotten about, the teen was retrieved and pulled back outside. The assimilation to air conditioning took some getting used to again as the stagnation of being stuffed up was gradually eliminated.

"Solider you have been enlisted to eliminate the enemy. Do you accept your task?" Liam spoke in a commanding tone to the teen.

"Uh...and what if I don't." The teen had yet to really accept his role as the smaller one.

"Then you will be punished again and this time, I will pick your punishment." The cub gave his sitter an ultimatum.

"Fine. Sign me up, Commander." Buttons wasn't about to risk a secondary punishment.

The puppy positioned the cat on the floor. Next to him were rows of plastic soldiers with various assortments of toy guns. He began to wonder how he was supposed to pretend if he didn't have a weapon too.

"Engage!" The boy began picking up pieces from the opposite row of battalions, moving them forward.

Buttons wasn't entirely sure of what to do and watched as some of the toys came towards him. The cub was making makeshift shooting noises.

"Come on do something already before you're killed! If they reach you then you lose the game." Liam again warned the teen of the consequences if he didn't play along.

Buttons had no idea what to the boy was expecting but quickly reacted using his own best personal judgment. He took one of the little figures and used all of his strength to rip off the plastic gun and began marching forward. Making the best imitation gunfire sound he could make through his mouth.

"That a boy, that's a good kitty! Watch out here comes a tank!" The cub pushed out a bright plastic tank which was all but falling apart making loud bang noises.

Liam continued to push the little toy forward as he pushed the button on top, a little red projectile came out and thrust forward.

"Watch out for the shell!" Liam watched as the little piece of plastic exploded outward.

The cat had no chance of missing the barrage of fake bullets that were coming his way. It caught him off guard as it skewered across his now naked form.

"Boom! You're dead. I win." The cub declared victory and threw his hands upward in triumph.

"Uh...okay?" The teen wasn't entirely sure what this meant.

"Now you have to do whatever I say. You didn't capture the flag." Of course, the boy never intended to make the goal manageable.

"But you never said..." The teen sensed an inkling of unfairness but had no say in the matter either way.

"No buts! I promise you'll like it...hehe." The boy clearly had something in mind.

Liam crawled over taking care to make sure he didn't go over any of his toys. Unlike most kids his age, he rather valued them and thought of them quite highly. Not taking much time before he picked up the teen and began adjusting one of his shoes so that it was loose enough to slip off.

It was just then that the teen realized what he had in mind. Slowly but surely the cub brought him down before he rested in the heel of the shoe.

"Now...don't move much or I might squish you by mistake." The boy warned his captive audience.

"Um..." The action figure sized cat looked up as soon his view was obstructed by the puppies socked foot.

The smell was already pretty strong before the boy's foot entered into the shoe, but the minute his toes were pushed into the heel, the aroma became even more strong. Buttons allowed himself to be pushed along to the far end of the shoe.

Fortunately for him, there was room between the toe and the end of the shoe. The smell of the confines was nothing short of foul but yet the teen found it somewhat appealing.

"Hang in there foot friend, we're going to go for a walk!" The boy got up and began to head out of his room not minding to move any of the sitters, now too large, clothing.

With each step, the boy takes, the cat's body was jostled. He found it rather hard to hold his position in the shoe. However, with being lodged in so tightly between the boy's foot and his shoe, offered him very little room in which for his body to move.

Liam was never much of an active boy but occasionally he did play basketball when the fancy struck him since the sport was rather easy to just pick up and do whatever. So before going for his walk, he decided to shoot some hoops. His parents had set up a small plastic rim over the garage that he could use whenever he wanted. It was far from regulation but the cub didn't really care about the realism of the ordeal.

For a moment the cub stopped moving and Buttons figured he could try to fix his posture. But before he could stop the boys claw from jabbing into him, the cub made a single jump. By this point, the air was becoming dank and even rancid. However even despite all the difficulty, he was facing in his little predicament he was still rather enjoying himself. The teens cheek flush red as he just simply accepted his fate and hugged the boys biggest toe.

The puppy wasn't one to stop when he was having fun. After managing to make three baskets out of five, Liam felt rather pleased with himself and decided he would now go for a run instead of a walk. It was rather nice outside and he wanted to take advantage of the temperate weather. He began with a soft jog for a while and used his own street block as a gauge for how far he was going. Deciding that he would go around 5 times before going back inside.

Meanwhile, the teen inside continued to be literally kicked around. Each time the cub extended his legs forward, the feline's body retracted back against the claw, eventually, he had to move in between the crevices between his toes. Figuring it would be an easier journey than the otherwise sharp jutting features of his nails. Again taking a little bit of effort to hug himself against the plush fabric of the cub's sock. Taking a deep whiff of its scent as he continued to enjoy his journey.

It took a good half hour before the boy finished his rounds around the block. By the time he was finished, he was a sweaty mess. In fact, he had almost forgotten about Buttons. Had it not been for the fact that he felt his continuous movement, the cub might have been amiss to remember the teen was inside his shoe. However, he was tired and decided to instead tend to himself as he wanted to take a shower to get rid of some of the sweat that was matting his fur.

Now that Liam was no longer running, the teen found it easier to get in a position where he was comfortable. By this point, his whole front portion was wet from the perspiration that had emerged from the now sweaty socks. As the cub finally came to a stop and sat down to begin to undress, Liam removed his shoes. He was very careful not to go to fast as he knew the teen was likely still latching to his paw. Sure enough, he saw the feline still doing so.

"You can relax. I am going to take a shower. I have a surprise for you when I get back. Don't go wandering around or you won't get it." The cub warned the sitter.

"Uh...okay." Buttons knew he didn't have much of a choice in the matter since he was still stuck in the shoe.

Even if the cub's shoes weren't incredibly big, to the doll-sized calico, they were nothing short of massive. He began to wonder if he could get himself out. It was rather stagnant inside and he was growing restless. Besides the boy had never said he couldn't leave the shoe. The feline began to trek his way down the length of the footwear. It didn't smell nearly as bad now with the boy's foot absent, though there was still a lingering scent of his musk. Once he reached the heel, he could see some of his surroundings, at least what was above him.

As like all cats, the calico had very sharp claws. Using them to climb out of a tough spot was nothing short of his nature. The feline began doing so, trying carefully to not tear the fabric as he ascended up the back of the shoe. It took about a minute before he finally was able to reach the peak. The feel of the AC on his fur was nothing short of therapeutic compared to the stagnation he had just experienced within the footwear.

He used the same method to descend from the shoe and onto the floor. Looking around everything was humongous. Even his old clothing, which was balled up nearby looked like a veritable cavern to him now. It wasn't much longer before the cub poked his head back out from the bathroom. Now in nothing but an oversized shirt which covered most of his body. It didn't seem like he was wearing pants, but Buttons tried not to stare much.

"Hehe couldn't take much of the shoe anymore? How would you like to be turned back? I think you've learned your lesson." The cub seemed to be have done with his fun.

"Oh, yes. Please!" The teen tried to seem like he wasn't begging.

"Okay, only if you promise not to tell mom and dad...and...worship me for the rest of the night." The cub's demand was calm and collected as if he had planned it all along.

"Uh...alright." Buttons knew just exactly how he would worship the boy looking at his oversized paws which were now bare.

The boy grabbed the machine and directed toward the same category as before. It took a moment before it activated and the teen's body began to swell as it slowly returned to normal. It was as if his body was being given shock therapy, though it wasn't quite as painful. It didn't seem to take nearly as long as his descent and within a minute his body returned to it's normal form. Realizing that he was naked, Buttons quickly redressed himself.

"Good boy, now get to worshipping me...or else." Liam warned his sitter again.

The rest of the night, the two spent in bed. Though not exactly cuddling, the teen continued to hug and kiss at the boys feet. They weren't quite as potent as before the shower but they still had a slight smell to them. Even by the time the puppy went to sleep, Buttons was still busy in catering to his paws. The cat seemed rather satisfied with the turn of events. But would things remain this way for them? Only time would tell...