... a couple inches off the floor and Sam, carrying Carly's shoe, knelt by her feet. Carly figured Sam was going to put her shoe back on her and then let her out of the suit, but instead Sam looked up at Carly and smirked. "So you can't move? At all?" she asks. Carly looked around the room in a confused manor. Why did Sam want to know that? "Not really. All I can do is move my head and flex my toes. This suit is too tight. Let me down now, Sam." Carly says. Sam's smirk got bigger and turned into a grin. "Oh, I will. But I wanna have some fun first!" she answered.
Now Carly was a bit worried. She couldn't move and Sam wants to "have fun". She shivered at what Sam had in mind, remembering her treatments for Freddy. As she looked down at Sam, she gasped, but the air got caught in her throat at what she saw: Sam brought Carly's shoe to her nose and took a deep sniff of it! "OH MY GOD SAM! What do you think you're doing?" Carly screamed.
Sam just took another sniff and sighed. "Good stuff, Carls. Smells nice." Sam said. Carly went pale and felt light headed. Her best friend was smelling her shoe right in front of her! She'd expect something like this from Freddy, but... Sam? Lost in her thoughts, Carly didn't see Sam pull her other shoe off and sniff it too. "Eww. Sam quit it. Please." Carly whimpered in disgust. But Sam continued. She kept sniffing...