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It was just your average day in the Dunphy household. Phil was off at work and their kids were off doing their own thing. As such, it was only Claire there, at least for right now.
Relaxing on the family couch, she was scrolling Facebook, waiting for a certain someone to come knocking. Just as she liked a post, said person came round, their fist pounding the wooden door.
Slightly taken aback, she got up and answered the door. In all her glory was Gloria!
“Claire, it’s so nice to see you!” she announced in her usual loud and accent-thick voice.
“Same here, so glad you could come over.” Claire replied, not as outwardly enthusiastic as her step-mother.
“I know, Jay was getting on my nerves again.”
“Sounds like dad. Now, come in, I need your help with something.”
Entering the house, the two women got a good view of each other. There was quite the difference between their looks. Claire was dressed rather lowkey, with no real theme in her choice of clothes. Gloria on the other hand was dressed like some fashion model, especially with how her clothes emphasized ‘assests’.
“I see you wanted to head out today,” Claire said snidely, though not wanting to create an argument.
“Yeah, don’t I look good.” Gloria responded with a little spin “Especially my heels, they’re really nice! You don’t look half bad, though your shoes just aren’t, well, any good.”
Perturbed but not wanting to start a fight she simply let out a little deflated laugh before getting to the matter at hand, “Well, Gloria, it's about time we do what I had you come over for. I need some help moving this dresser of mine. I couldn’t move it myself, it really is a tw-”
“Where’s it at? I could definitely move it myself.” Gloria interjected.
“Well, it’s my bedroom. I just need to move it to the-”
At that, the Colombian-American woman ran off into Claire and Phil’s bedroom. Not in a rush like her, Claire started walking over to it. Just as she was about to enter her bedroom, she heard yell “CLARIE COME-!” before she was cut off by a loud…
CRASH!
Rushing inside she found the dresser fallen face-forward, with Gloria nowhere in sight. Drifting over to it, she noticed a little bit of fabric sticking out from underneath it. Said fabric looked a hell of a lot like her skit.
Pulling on it, she had to give quite a bit of effort before she got it out from under the dresser. In her hands was Gloria, flattened like a pancake.
Her face was stuck in a wide-open shocked expression, her eyes still able to move about. With her mouth open, she couldn’t really speak. The most she could do was make little moans and squeaks.
“I warned you Gloria, now look at what happened to you. Well, thanks to you, we’re worse off than we were before. Now I’m going to have to wait until Phil gets back home before we can get anything done.”
“Now, what am I to do with you?” Thinking about it, Claire looked all over trying to figure something she could do to punish her. The first thought was to use her as a seat cushion. I mean, with her (currently flattened) assets they’d probably make her butt feel comfortable.
Though, that’d be rather cliche. Instead, her mind drifted to what she had said earlier about her shoes. “My shoes aren’t any good, huh? Well, I suppose you're right. In fact, they just don’t have the right comfort to them. My one foot is really killing, it could use some cushioning!”
With a flash of a sadistic grin, she folded Gloria up into about a foot long rectangle. She kicked off her right shoe, bent down, and picked it up.
“Mmmmmmphf…” was all that she could let out as she was shoved into Claire’s slip-on shoe, her chest ‘assets’ heading in first. Squishing her down into the bottom of the shoe, she made sure she was nice and snug.
Once she was all set, she dropped the shoe onto the ground. Gloria watched in terror as her step-daughter’s socked-foot made its way into the shoe, squishing her.
“Mmmm. I will say, you make one real comfy insole, especially with that little ‘pad’ of cushioning.” She said as she drummed her socked-toes over her flattened breasts. “Now, what to do until Phil gets home?”
“Hmm, you know why don’t I go for a walk around the neighborhood? I’ve got the perfect insole for it!”
With that, Claire grabbed her keys, locked her house, and got ready to walk down every street nearby, all while Gloria was underfoot for all of it.

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I got the urge to make another TV show TF recently, so, we got this. Hope you enjoy this Modern Family insoleTF story!