The Weekend at the Lake Ch. 2

As the night drew on, you did everything you could to try to maintain your sanity. You weren’t sure if it was due to the virus or the absolutely horrid conditions that you were being forced to endure, but no matter how hard you tried, sleep wasn’t happening. Your mind didn’t even seem to come close to shutting down. You had to spend the entire night, fully awake and completely aware of the ever-worsening conditions around you. 

Between the alcohol and the extremely late time that the girls decided to go to bed, they ended up sleeping almost twelve hours and waking up late in the afternoon. You couldn’t have been happier when you felt Jess begin to stir as she started waking up. Slowly, she made her way out of her bed, and you felt the familiar pressure of her foot connecting with the ground as she stood up. 

As Jess got out of bed, she looked down at the shoes on her feet, realizing that she had forgotten to take them off the night before. Not thinking much of it, and having completely forgotten about you, she shrugged and made her way out of her room to see if her friends had woken up yet. She made her way to the kitchen to grab some food after noticing that she was the first one up and decided to eat something while she waited for the rest of her friends to wake up. 

Over the next hour, her friends began to wake up and filter into the kitchen. After everyone was up, they decided that they would head back to the beach for a while before it got too late. The lake wasn’t too far away from the house that they had rented, so they decided to take the cheaper route and just walk there. 

Down in her shoe, you were in utter misery. You weren’t sure why she still wasn’t letting you out, but you were beginning to grow suspicious that somehow the girls had managed to forget about you. Once they left the air-conditioned house and started their walk to the lake, your situation got exponentially worse. Being later in the day, it was already quite hot out, and yet again, Jess’s feet began to sweat profusely. As terrible as the smell already was, you were in absolute shock that it was even possible for it to get any worse. Yet here you were, facing a steadily increasing stench of death as she walked to the lake, paying little to no mind on her feet. 

Finally, they found themselves back at the lake. They decided to take a break at the picnic table before making their way to the water to go swimming. As they sat down, the realization of how bad Jess’s feet were sweating finally hit her. She still hadn’t remembered about having her little shoe stowaway as she wiggled her toes in disgust of how gross they felt. She knew her feet had to reek something fierce at this point, and taking her shoes off would probably result in a bunch of teasing from her friends, but at the moment, she really didn’t care. Her feet felt absolutely disgusting and desperately needed to breath.  

She casually kicked off her shoes and propped her feet up on the bench. You could see one of her friends sitting close by, but she wasn’t currently looking in your direction. Luckily for you, the insanely strong scent permeating from Jess’s feet didn’t take long to waft up to her nose, causing her to cast a disgusted glance your way. 

“Damn girl! Your feet st-” She started to speak, but cut herself short when she noticed you stuck on the bottom of Jess’s foot. “Dude! Did you know you have a tiny stuck to the bottom of your foot!?” 

“Oh shit!” Jess said. “I completely forgot he was down there! Amy noticed him yesterday, but I was too tired to figure out what to do with him at the time so I just left him there..” 

“Girl, that’s messed up! Like, you’re feet fuckin reek dude!  Like I’m not even next to them and they smell horrible. I can only imagine just how gross it must be being smashed up against that nasty thing.” 

They both laughed. 

“Yea,” Jess said, “I’m not gonna lie, my feet feel absolutely disgusting right now. That’s why I took my shoes off. My feet desperately needed the air.” 

“Your feet!?” Her friend retorted. “What about the poor tiny guy stuck to your feet that actually needs air!? You know, the living thing stuck on your foot that can actually taste, smell, and feel just how nasty your feet actually are!?” 

“Yea.. Like I said, I kinda just forgot he was there..” 

“How long was he even there? Like, when did you first notice him? I know we had a lot to drink last night, but I mean, to my best knowledge, you wore those shoes all night long. On top of that, you had already put them on again by the time I got up this morning. So that poor guy must have spent quite a long time trapped in the confines of that nasty shoe of yours.” 

“Actually, now that you mention it, I’m not exactly sure where or when he got stuck to my foot. All I know was that yesterday, after we got back from the gym, we were back at the house hangin out on the back patio, and when I propped my feet up on the table, Amy noticed this little guy stuck to my foot. Afterwords, she asked me to do something about my feet because they were smelling really bad. So, being completely exhausted from our workout sesh, I didn’t feel like really doing anything about the little bug boy there, or my stinky feet for that matter. So I did the easiest thing I could think of. I put my shoes on to cover the smell of my feet and to keep this little fucker somewhere that I knew he wouldn’t get lost.” 

“Wow, that’s pretty messed up! Like, do you realize how much you must have made that poor guy suffer because of your laziness?” 

“To be completely honest with you, right after I put him in there we started drinking. I don’t even think I was two beers in before I completely forgot he was even there. If you wouldn’t have said something a minute ago, I’d still have no idea he was still trapped down there. But at the same time, I’m not gonna lie to you, I really don’t care in the least bit. At the end of the day, he’s nothing more than a really big bug. I mean, if he was small enough for me to crush him under my foot without ever even realizing it, can you really consider him human anymore? I certainly don’t.” 

“That’s pretty harsh!” 

“I really don’t care. I mean, he’s so beneath me that he’s literally plastered to the bottom of my foot right now. He’s nothing, and I could care less about what he wants or how he feels. Cuz if you want the full truth, this is the first time I’ve taken my shoes off since I put them on yesterday. Like, I was so drunk last night when we finally went to bed, that I completely forgot about taking my shoes off before climbing into bed. So this is actually the first chance he’s had for fresh air since I did that. Still, I have no remorse or concern for his well-being.” 

“Wow, you really are twisted..” 

There was a brief pause, followed by the both of them laughing hysterically at the whole situation. 

“But seriously,” her friend said, after their laughter had subsided, “that is pretty messed up. So what are you planning on doing with him anyways? You know there’s a cure for it now, right? All we would have to do is drop him off at the hospital.” 

“Bitch,” Jess said with a chuckle, “I’m on vacation! I’m not taking time out of my vacation to help out some dumb ass who wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking. I mean, look at him. At my size, there’s no way he didn’t see me coming. He should have gotten out of my way.” 

“So, what? Are you just going to leave him there?” 

“You know what? I have an idea. It’ll should help to solve several of our current problems.” 

She reached down and began to pick at your body with her thumbnail. After a few tries, she managed to break you free and then brought you up to her face for a closer inspection. 

“Wow,” she said, amused, “you really are fuckin tiny!” She laughed at her own comment. “Anyways, I have a little proposition for you. As you’re more than well aware, my feet are in absolute terrible condition and are in a desperate need of cleaning. I’ve always wanted to know what a tiny tongue bath felt like, but until now, I’ve never been granted such an opportunity. So I’ll make a deal with you. You do me this nice little favor of licking my feet clean, and when you’re done, I’ll take you to the hospital so they can grow you back.” 

For the first time since all this happened, you were finally given the opportunity to speak. 

“Please miss,” you said, trying to sound as polite as possible, “just take me to the hospital! Please don’t make me do this! I’ve already suffered enough at your feet, please don’t make me suffer anymore!” 

“Listen,” she responded, “I know you were able to hear everything I just said to Lexy here. So you should already know that I really don’t care in the least bit what happens to you. Honestly, I really don’t even want to take you to the hospital at all, and yet I’m still being nice enough to give you the opportunity to make it worth my while. This offer isn’t going to last much longer.” 

“Please! I’m sorry! What if you take me to the hospital first so they can grow me back, and then I’ll lick your feet clean the second I get out!? Please!” 

“Ok. Offer’s up. I don’t want a tongue bath from a grown man, I want a tongue bath from a tiny. And since you’re just not willing to give me one, I have no reason. I guess I’ll just toss you back in my shoe until I figure out what to do with you now..” 

She started moving her hand down towards her shoe to deposit you into it. 

“Wait!” You screamed. “Please! No! I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Just please don’t put me back in your shoe!” 

“Oh!? Having a change of heart? Let’s see if you’re serious.” 

Once again, her hand shifted and began moving swiftly to her feet, where you were deposited at her soles. 

 For a minute, you just stood there, looking at the sight before you. This was the first chance you had to actually get any kind of size comparison, and seeing just how much her feet dwarfed you, was an absolutely terrifying realization. Not wanting to take too long and make this very inconsiderate brat upset, you sighed and moved in closet to her foot. Though the smell was no longer trapped in the confines of her shoe, being in such proximity to the source still made the air around you very thick with the stench of her feet.  

As your tongue made first contact with her heel, you could feel your stomach wretch. As nasty as her foot smelled, it tasted a thousand times worse, and the residual sweat that stuck to your tongue burned intensely. You could feel the tears streaming down your eyes. This was so much worse than your time in the shoe. Not only was it now assaulting ALL of your senses, but it was so embarrassing and degrading licking her foot out her in the public while all her friends watched in amusement, as did several passerby’s. 

“Oh my God!” Jess moaned. “This feels so fucking amazing! I’m so glad you agreed to this! But remember, I don’t take you to the hospital until they’re both completely clean! Oh, I have a fun idea! Let’s try this.” 

She plucked you up and wedged you in between her big and second toe. 

“Lick my big toe!” She commanded. 

You were so embarrassed by the fact that she was barking orders at you like a dog, but at the same time, you knew you had no choice but to listen.

The second you began to lick the underside of her toe; you made a mortifying discovery. Apparently, the sweat under the toes both smells, and tastes a thousand times worse than what had collected on her heel. To make matters worse, by the time she wedged you between her toes, the cool air had cooled down the sweat enough to make it more of a thick slimy sludge, as opposed to the liquidy version that you were surrounded by when she had her shoes on. 

You quickly realized that licking away at this thick, semi-dried sweat was a waste of time and effort. As your tongue slid across it, very little actually came off. Sure, enough came off to leave the nastiest lingering taste in your mouth, but other than that, strictly licking was proving to be quite ineffective. So, you did the next best thing that you could think of. You opened your mouth and sunk your teeth deep into the filth that coated her skin. Even though you bit as deep as you could, as you closed your mouth, your teeth didn’t even graze her skin as your entire mouth filled with this toxic waste. 

Now that you had an entire mouthful of this filth, you realized you now had an even bigger problem. Getting it to actually go down. Chewing did nothing to help, as it had the consistency of Vaseline. You realized that the only way to get it down was to just keep forcing big lumps down your throat with a little help from your tongue, making it not only disgusting, but also fairly painful as well. It took some getting used to, but after a few bites, you had a system down. Well, more or less. The whole situation was extremely painful, as well as unbelievably degrading, but you knew that this was a necessary sacrifice needed to get yourself back to full size. 

 It took almost an hour of work, but you finally finished her big toe. You took a second to look at her, noticing that she was distracted by a casual conversation with her friends. Not wanting to get caught slacking off, you moved onto the next toe. As you started to clean it, a scary thought started to fill your mind. With how long it took you just to get through her big toe, it would more than likely take an entire day, if not longer, to accomplish this horrid task. You didn’t get very far on the second toe before your concentration was broken by her talking to you. 

“Listen dude,” she said, “I’m not gonna lie. This shit is taking way too long. I mean, I’ll definitely make sure to give you all the time I can to give you a chance to finish the job, but with how long this shit is taking you, don’t be surprised if you have to do it over the course of several different sessions. I simply can’t sit still long enough for you to complete the whole job at one time.” 

Showing no empathy whatsoever, she plucked you out from between her toes and haphazardly tossed you down to the ground and into her awaiting shoe. By the time you managed to scramble to your feet and look up, her foot was already making its way in your direction. Scared, you instinctively held your hands up defensively, but it didn’t do you any favors. Her foot slammed into your face, shoving you down onto your back. The rest of her foot came following, pinning you to the insole of the shoe, and dragging you down into the depths of the toe section as it slid itself in. 

There was a heavy thud as her heel made contact with the ground, signifying that her foot was now fully locked into the shoe. Once again, you were completely trapped, and utterly helpless to do anything about it. The girl who did it, along with the girls who accompanied her didn’t seem to have the slightest care in the world about you. If anything, they were making it seem like you were nothing more than a nuisance and inconvenience to them, which was beyond insulting.  

At this point you would have been happier having her just discard you as she left and leave you to figure out your situation on your own. You couldn’t even begin to fathom why she would keep you around if she had no intentions of helping you, and obviously the task that she demanded for help was in no way possible, so how the fuck was any of this supposed to work. It just didn’t make any sense to you. 

For a few minutes, you were granted the mental reprieve that these thoughts granted you. But as her foot began to once again quickly heat up, the quickly worsening conditions that surrounded you, brought you back to reality. It didn’t really matter what this twisted girls reasoning was, all that mattered was the fact that this was the situation you were now in. With no end in sight, or even guaranteed for that matter, the best you could do was accept this unfortunate new life. Hopefully at some point this demented girl comes to reason, but you knew that you had no intentions of getting your hopes up to high. God only knows what this brat has in store for you... 

To be continued...