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When my son confessed to me that he had a foot fetish, the first thing I did was turn my back on him. All my efforts as a father had gone to waste, now that my son was a freak to make fun of. Many times I humiliated him by putting my sock on his face, leaving a big red mark all over his face that said nothing more than "humiliate me more". I never understood why he never protested when I splashed his face with the sour sweat from my feet, but it was satisfying to demean him. A few weeks later, there wasn't a minute that my son's face wasn't under the soles of my construction boots. After a few months I got some slimming pills, which I gave my son with the excuse that it was ibuprofen. At the time of taking them my son shrunk to the height of 1 millimeter in height. I sat on the couch and watched my microscopically sized son get up. I got bored and started playing with him threatening to crush him, it was fun to lift my heavy boot and watch him run away on the white floor. in the end i picked it up and dropped it in my construction boot and leave it there for the rest of its life, i never knew how long it held up but i always pictured my son suffering in a wet and sweaty hell inside my boot which i always gave me an uncomfortable boner at work

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When my son confessed to me that he had a foot fetish, the first thing I did was turn my back on him. All my efforts as a father had gone to waste, now that my son was a freak to make fun of. Many times I humiliated him by putting my sock on his face, leaving a big red mark all over his face that said nothing more than "humiliate me more". I never understood why he never protested when I splashed his face with the sour sweat from my feet, but it was satisfying to demean him. A few weeks later, there wasn't a minute that my son's face wasn't under the soles of my construction boots. After a few months I got some slimming pills, which I gave my son with the excuse that it was ibuprofen. At the time of taking them my son shrunk to the height of 1 millimeter in height. I sat on the couch and watched my microscopically sized son get up. I got bored and started playing with him threatening to crush him, it was fun to lift my heavy boot and watch him run away on the white floor. in the end i picked it up and dropped it in my construction boot and leave it there for the rest of its life, i never knew how long it held up but i always pictured my son suffering in a wet and sweaty hell inside my boot which i always gave me an uncomfortable boner at work