Uber

I was on vacation, standing on the sidewalk in front of the hotel I was staying at, waiting for my Uber to arrive. When she arrived I climbed into the backseat and confirmed that this was my ride and she started driving. She pulled down into the parking lot and pulled into a spot between to large trucks. I was confused, but didn't have time to question what she was doing before she turned to face me, pointing some strange looking remote at me. Next thing I knew I was dwindling down to nothing in my seat.

She got out of the car and let herself into the back. In a panic, I tried to run away and jumped off the seat and onto the floor. She sat down and started to reach her foot out towards me. I noticed she was barefoot, which confused me, but still I ran. I had almost made it under the front seat when her foot slammed into me and pinned me to the floor. I tried to struggle, but it was in vain. She was far to big to fight off.

She scrunched her toes around me and drug me across the floor closer to her. I was flailing wildly, and when her foot lifted for a second I reached out to drag myself free, but her foot came crashing back down and she managed to grab my arm in between her big and second toe. Next thing I knew I was flying into the air as she lifted her foot.

"I should not have had to do that," She said glaring at me.

She reached out and grabbed me, then used her hand to pin me to her foot.

"LIke seriously," she continued as she pulled out a lollie pop. "How dare you run from these gorgeous feet!?"

She started rubbing me mercilessly up and down her foot. Although it looked clean, it was hot and sticky with sweat, coating me in a thick slime that reeked of cheese and vinegar mixed with corn chips. It was absolutely nauseating. Finally, I hear her crunching on her lollie, and she pulled me away from her foot. She got back out of the car and into the front seat. Reaching into the center console, she grabbed a few rubber bands and used them to fasten me tightly to her brake peddle.

She pressed her foot down on me and put her car in reverse and pulled out of the parking spot. I could tell from the GPS that she still ended up driving to my destination, probably because she was being tracked, and then minutes later she picked up a new passenger.

She spent hours after that driving people all over the place, and crushing me under her bare sole all the while. It was an absolute hell, especially when she came upon a long red light. The position that I was fastened in had my head placed directly under her toes where the smell was the absolute worse. To make matters more unbearable, every time she came to a long stop, she would press down as hard as she could, compressing the air out of my lungs, only to lift it back up just enough to force my lungs to expand and forcing me to breath heavily the stench of her foot without the car moving. The whole time she would wait she would repeat this demented form of CPR.

When I felt the vibrations of the car come to a stop I couldn't have been happier. I didn't know what was coming next, but at least I knew this torment was over. She unfastened me from the brake and climbed out of the car. As she walked down the sidewalk that led up to her front door, she stopped and stepped into a fresh pile of mud, left from the rain that had fallen earlier in the day. She held me in a manner so I could watch as she stepped all around in it, getting her feet absolutely filthy.

When she opened the front door she crawled into the living room so as not to get mud all over the floor, grabbed a towel, and still on her knees, rested her feet down on it. She then placed me down on the towel.

"So here's the deal," she said. "You have two choices. You can lick both my feet clean, and I'll grow you back and set you free, or you can deny me my pleasure and I'll crush or eat you.. Or both, I haven't really decided yet."

I wasn't sure how much I trusted that she would actually change me back, but I was pretty sure she wasn't bluffing about crushing or eating me, so I got down on me knees and began to lick her filthy foot. The mud alone would've been pretty horrible, but mixed with the thick film of sweat that had accumulated on her foot during this extra hot day brought the taste to an unbearable level.

After a while she grew uncomfortable and ended up sitting down with her feet outstretched before her, my task still being the same. It took hours of hard work, but I finally managed to fully clean both feet. I was beside myself. At this point, I didn't care what happened next. I was just happy to know this muddy mess was done with.

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed after carefully inspecting both of her feet. "I can't believe you actually finished! I've had to crush and eat so many tourists because they refused to finish. You're honestly the first person to ever get the job done. I can only assume that's because you love feet, cuz let's be honest, that's a pretty impossible task for someone who doesn't. But don't worry little guy, I'll let you keep living out your fantasies. You can spend the rest of your life cleaning my feet every night. And trust me, they'll need it. They get super stinky really quick. That's why I stay barefoot as much as possible. When I wear socks and shoes... Well, you'll find out soon enough.. Actually, now that I think about it, now that I have you to clean them every night, I guess I can start wearing them more often. Come on, Lets go get a pair of socks!"

I couldn't believe my ears. How did I work myself into this position? I knew there was no escape, and as her fingers wrapped around me to take me to her room, I just wanted to cry. All I wanted to do was enjoy a much deserved vacation, and somehow became enslaved to this bratty young woman. My life as I knew it was over, and I now dreaded the though of what was coming next...