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Tina Andrews Size 20 feet Weekly News Story 1991 by stitchspike26
Tina Andrews Size 20 feet Weekly News Story 1991
Is this a real story? She looks like her feet may really be this big.

College co-ed Tina Andrews’ pals all call her Bigfoot—because she wears colossal size 20AAA shoes!

 

Tina’s titanic tootsies measure a whopping 15 inches in length. The Richmond, Va., teen’s feet are so big she has to have all her shoes, except for tennis shoes, custom made.

 

“Finding shoes to fit is definitely the biggest problem in my life.” said Tina, 19.

 

“It’s impossible to find dress shoes anywhere. I have to have them custom made. Athletic shoes are a little easier because sometimes I can find men’s tennis shoes to fit me, but even then, they’re usually too wide. I have a really narrow foot.”

 

The pretty blonde, who stands 5 foot 11 inches tall and weighs 160 pounds, has had big feet since the day she was born.

 

“Most babies wear a size 0 at birth but Tina wore a size 2,” said her mom Dorothy. “And they’ve been growing ever since. When Tina was in the third grade her friends started calling her Bigfoot because she wore a size 10, and the name stuck.”

 

When the big-footed youngster began ninth grade she was wearing a size 14 but by the time she graduated from high school she’d even outgrown her size 19 shoes.

 

Even though the good-natured teen has been teased most of her life about her gigantic feet, she doesn’t let it bother her.

 

“It used to bother me some when I was younger but not anymore.” said Tina, who’s very athletic and plays on her college basketball and softball teams. “For the most part, it’s all in fun. But there are some people who come up to me in public and make rude remarks like, ‘Do you have oars to paddle those boats?’ but I just ignore them.”

 

Tina’s parents and two sisters have normal size feet. And as far as the Andrews know, their daughter has the biggest feet of anyone in the family—aunts, uncles and cousins included.

 

“I remember that my grandmother had large feet but not as big as mine,” said Tina. “She only wore a size 15. And I have a male cousin who wears a size 16. Hopefully, my feet won’t get any bigger. They haven’t grown any in the last year so I think this is as big as they’ll get.”

 

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crystal Ow!
Coolhater's girl, glad to have the shoes off her hugemungous feet! Variant showing pain stars.

She was fine with having size 12 feet, it was hard to find shoes, but Crystal laughed off most of the taunts she got. They were a little cramped in the flats she squeezed into today, the long toes curled around one another and under to fit. Crystal thought she would have chosen another pair had she known how far she would hike, there was no comfortable way to walk with her toes curled up worse than bunches of bananas. It would feel great to untangle and spread them out.

 

The gym instructor had secretly decided to punish the first person that complained on this trip severely. She hated whiners and wanted to humiliate one. Crystal had a strong will and was not going to draw attention to her huge feet by complaining about their aching, but then she happened to crunch the toes of her right foot into a sharp rock. The interlocking toes knocked back hard into the front of her pulpy foot before accordioning back into the tight front of the shoe.

 

Oh, oh god my poor toes! I managed to crush them all of them on this foot. Crystal held the big foot up in her hands, cradling the toe in her fingers. All could see the pulse in the expanding slipper tip.

 

You hurt yourself there Cinderella? The coach sarcastically asked.

 

Crystal’s cheeks started to burn as the insult sank in. I’m not taking my shoes off and getting a real pestering out of how huge my injured foot will look. Even though my poor tootsies feel broken in a dozen spots. With great self-control she put her foot down with all of the weight in its sole, none on her sore toes.

 

The coach put her hiking boot on Crystal’s mangled toes. The weight made her squeal. Why are you doing that! My busted toes need medical attention!

 

You should have worn boots today dearie. Now the coach was grinding the toes, Crystal tried to pull away. How can you even feel me on a foot that big? Hey class, stomp this Sasquatch’s feet to see if she dances.

 

Crystal had never thought of how many people could concurrently stomp with their full weight on her massive feet. It turned out to be many. C’mon why is everyone stepping on my feet! Oh God every little inch hurts, please the tops are bare.

 

The big feet got squishy and spread out from the stomping. Try as she might there was no escape from the torture. Crystal felt the growth of her throbbing feet as they painfully ripped out of her shoes.

 

She was in real trouble now that her shoes had disintegrated, Crystal’s long toes spilled out in all directions. Now the pale tubes with their small nails had no protection. Stomping continued on these twisting digits, causing her to howl louder. They’re so tender and sensitive, please you are killing me!

 

It was like having ten new smaller feet to be tortured, her feet snagged and were jerked back as individual toes were stepped on and would not travel with the rest of her. Crystal started to run from her tormentors since they were busily trying to smush her individual toes. She was able to wiggle them and make it harder to trap them, but the pain was terrible every time her toe was too slow. She reached the top of the mountain they were on and saw that there was a steep descent down. The dirt was loose and it would be hard to get down, but she could not bear to have her great feet abused further.

 

Clumsily she tried stepping onto the unstable ground with a mammoth floppy foot, it was hard to control her bloated foot and its noodley toes. Crystal started to slide on the hill, which had lots of loose rocks in it; she was going to have to ski on this hard ground on her pummeled bare feet. Crystal knew she would loose toes traveling hundreds of yards this way so she grabbed her long smarting toes in each hand and pulled them back using the like reins on a toboggan.

 

No way, this is the worst day for feet ever! It hurt so bad burning along at fifty miles per hour on her vulnerable peds. Her soles were very soft and she felt everything that poked into them. She skidded into a pile of pine needles that protected her body, but her feet had already suffered so much. Crystal looked sadly at the bright pink sole of her right foot; it was impossibly big and pulsed with inflammation. My poor feet, oh how am I ever going to fit them back into shoes?

 

Her thoughts were interrupted by a rock that cracked on one of her toe knuckles. Oh no they are pelting my huge defenseless feet. Again she gathered her toes to help her lift these huge bulky feet. Painfully she limped out of reach of her tormentors.

 

It hurts so much, but I need to put some distance between those bastards and me. I cannot believe how big my feet have grown, or how badly they ache. Crystal saw a lake in front of her, her eyes filled with tears as she imagined soothing her suffering feet in its cool waters. She quite forgot that she would have to cross a large path of sand to reach it. The heat of the and did not register until she was many steps into the beach as her feet already hurt so badly.

 

Bad Idea! Bad Idea! My burning feet! With so much sole to bake, Crystal was really suffering. The sand shifted with every step, burying her feet in its burning grains. It was hard to pull the heavy feet back out to stomp another step towards the reliving cold of the water. Pink and throbbing, the feet spread out trying to stay on top of the beach. Crystal spread her toes in vain, scorching the delicate webbing and blistering the sensitive pads.

 

Steam rose from these glowing feet as they plunged into the cool water. Ah, my gosh that feels so delicious she sighed. The pain in her gigantic feet was finally subsiding. Crystal’s feet had grown from the beating they took, more than a meter long each including her long toes. She needed both arms to hoist her colossal right foot up for an inspection. It did not seem to be badly hurt aside from how much it had grown. Her toes were even more spidery than before, but she was grateful to have them unbroken after all they had been through.

 

How the Hell am I getting out of here? I’m not walking barefoot in the woods again; these big feet have experienced enough. Just going to have to wait it out here by this lovely lake. It felt great to have a foot in the cool water and one out where she could rub it. Crystal pulled down on her big toe to crack it and experienced a pleasurable foot spread between all of the toes on her giant right foot. Oh how are you ever going to fit in a shoe again? Am I going to have to join the circus as a freak or can I hide these enormous feet in clown shoes? My life is over, its just going to me and these monster feet for the rest of time!

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Crystal
Coolhater's girl, glad to have the shoes off her hugemungous feet!

She was fine with having size 12 feet, it was hard to find shoes, but Crystal laughed off most of the taunts she got. They were a little cramped in the flats she squeezed into today, the long toes curled around one another and under to fit. Crystal thought she would have chosen another pair had she known how far she would hike, there was no comfortable way to walk with her toes curled up worse than bunches of bananas. It would feel great to untangle and spread them out.

 

The gym instructor had secretly decided to punish the first person that complained on this trip severely. She hated whiners and wanted to humiliate one. Crystal had a strong will and was not going to draw attention to her huge feet by complaining about their aching, but then she happened to crunch the toes of her right foot into a sharp rock. The interlocking toes knocked back hard into the front of her pulpy foot before accordioning back into the tight front of the shoe.

 

Oh, oh god my poor toes! I managed to crush them all of them on this foot. Crystal held the big foot up in her hands, cradling the toe in her fingers. All could see the pulse in the expanding slipper tip.

 

You hurt yourself there Cinderella? The coach sarcastically asked.

 

Crystal’s cheeks started to burn as the insult sank in. I’m not taking my shoes off and getting a real pestering out of how huge my injured foot will look. Even though my poor tootsies feel broken in a dozen spots. With great self-control she put her foot down with all of the weight in its sole, none on her sore toes.

 

The coach put her hiking boot on Crystal’s mangled toes. The weight made her squeal. Why are you doing that! My busted toes need medical attention!

 

You should have worn boots today dearie. Now the coach was grinding the toes, Crystal tried to pull away. How can you even feel me on a foot that big? Hey class, stomp this Sasquatch’s feet to see if she dances.

 

Crystal had never thought of how many people could concurrently stomp with their full weight on her massive feet. It turned out to be many. C’mon why is everyone stepping on my feet! Oh God every little inch hurts, please the tops are bare.

 

The big feet got squishy and spread out from the stomping. Try as she might there was no escape from the torture. Crystal felt the growth of her throbbing feet as they painfully ripped out of her shoes.

 

She was in real trouble now that her shoes had disintegrated, Crystal’s long toes spilled out in all directions. Now the pale tubes with their small nails had no protection. Stomping continued on these twisting digits, causing her to howl louder. They’re so tender and sensitive, please you are killing me!

 

It was like having ten new smaller feet to be tortured, her feet snagged and were jerked back as individual toes were stepped on and would not travel with the rest of her. Crystal started to run from her tormentors since they were busily trying to smush her individual toes. She was able to wiggle them and make it harder to trap them, but the pain was terrible every time her toe was too slow. She reached the top of the mountain they were on and saw that there was a steep descent down. The dirt was loose and it would be hard to get down, but she could not bear to have her great feet abused further.

 

Clumsily she tried stepping onto the unstable ground with a mammoth floppy foot, it was hard to control her bloated foot and its noodley toes. Crystal started to slide on the hill, which had lots of loose rocks in it; she was going to have to ski on this hard ground on her pummeled bare feet. Crystal knew she would loose toes traveling hundreds of yards this way so she grabbed her long smarting toes in each hand and pulled them back using the like reins on a toboggan.

 

No way, this is the worst day for feet ever! It hurt so bad burning along at fifty miles per hour on her vulnerable peds. Her soles were very soft and she felt everything that poked into them. She skidded into a pile of pine needles that protected her body, but her feet had already suffered so much. Crystal looked sadly at the bright pink sole of her right foot; it was impossibly big and pulsed with inflammation. My poor feet, oh how am I ever going to fit them back into shoes?

 

Her thoughts were interrupted by a rock that cracked on one of her toe knuckles. Oh no they are pelting my huge defenseless feet. Again she gathered her toes to help her lift these huge bulky feet. Painfully she limped out of reach of her tormentors.

 

It hurts so much, but I need to put some distance between those bastards and me. I cannot believe how big my feet have grown, or how badly they ache. Crystal saw a lake in front of her, her eyes filled with tears as she imagined soothing her suffering feet in its cool waters. She quite forgot that she would have to cross a large path of sand to reach it. The heat of the and did not register until she was many steps into the beach as her feet already hurt so badly.

 

Bad Idea! Bad Idea! My burning feet! With so much sole to bake, Crystal was really suffering. The sand shifted with every step, burying her feet in its burning grains. It was hard to pull the heavy feet back out to stomp another step towards the reliving cold of the water. Pink and throbbing, the feet spread out trying to stay on top of the beach. Crystal spread her toes in vain, scorching the delicate webbing and blistering the sensitive pads.

 

Steam rose from these glowing feet as they plunged into the cool water. Ah, my gosh that feels so delicious she sighed. The pain in her gigantic feet was finally subsiding. Crystal’s feet had grown from the beating they took, more than a meter long each including her long toes. She needed both arms to hoist her colossal right foot up for an inspection. It did not seem to be badly hurt aside from how much it had grown. Her toes were even more spidery than before, but she was grateful to have them unbroken after all they had been through.

 

How the Hell am I getting out of here? I’m not walking barefoot in the woods again; these big feet have experienced enough. Just going to have to wait it out here by this lovely lake. It felt great to have a foot in the cool water and one out where she could rub it. Crystal pulled down on her big toe to crack it and experienced a pleasurable foot spread between all of the toes on her giant right foot. Oh how are you ever going to fit in a shoe again? Am I going to have to join the circus as a freak or can I hide these enormous feet in clown shoes? My life is over, its just going to me and these monster feet for the rest of time!

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This sums up what I draw. Sexy women taking off their shoes to relieve their aching feet. And boy, do their feet grow. Cartoons and comics that focus on this art along with pain, smell and tickling.

Please leave comments and write stories about the artwork. I want to get the ball rolling on this and need your help to grow this branch of foot-fetishism.

Love any points you care to share
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I added the bit of shoe tugging and other foot swelling to

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that I had done before I pulled the plug on a commissioned piece

I wanted to test the animation. I'm curious to know if anyone wants to fund it to completion?

There is also some roughs for the next comic, nudity and blowing a wad on huge stinky feet. The neat thing is that this comic can be turned into animation easily since it is in Flash.

Best!

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:icongabriel-165:
Gabriel-165 Featured By Owner 5 days ago
Making any more?
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stitchspike26 Featured By Owner 4 days ago
If I get commissions, I usually do it that way.
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Gabriel-165 Featured By Owner 4 days ago
Is ginormica on your list to make yet?
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fgfetish Featured By Owner May 30, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the fave
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stitchspike26 Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2015
Nice giant soft footed girls! Love your work.
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Granghigno Featured By Owner May 26, 2015
Thank you for the fave!!
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djdeezigns Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the llama!! :D
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BigFootGalLoverBoy Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2015
Just wrote my first foot growth/torture story, please check it out!
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stitchspike26 Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2015
Whoah! The torture on that Pilgrim gal's feet is brutal. Can't wait to hear part 2!
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BigFootGalLoverBoy Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2015
Can I commission art for it?
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