Cousin Rivalry

You and your cousin Allison had a very long standing rivalry going ever since the two of you were little. No on even remembers at this point what exactly started it. Now, both grown up and were out of the house, she had grown to be quite successful, while you were a complete flop. It got to a point where you couldn’t get a job, no one had space for you, and the family began putting pressure on your cousin Allison to give you a place to stay. Needless to say, she wasn’t happy about it.

The first two weeks of you being there was very tense. She couldn’t stand having you around and you weren’t making things easy for her, constantly giving her a hard time between teasing her and never cleaning up after yourself. Finally she had had enough and decided it was time to take action. You saw a drink in the fridge with a label, “Allison’s, do not touch!!” Well you were never one to be told what to do, or in this case, what not to do, and you decided to go ahead and drink it. Not long after, you felt yourself growing weak and tired. You stumbled into the living room where Allison was sitting watching tv.

“How’d you like the drink?” She asked, watching you stumbling around.

“What was in that?” You asked. “What did you put in my drink!?”

“Actually, as the label clearly stated, that was mine, and I told you to keep your hands off it. It’s a shrinking serum that I’ve been working on and I needed a test subject. I knew you couldn’t resist the urge to take something that wasn’t your’s so you made yourself an unwilling participant. So thanks for that. Oh look. It’s kicking in!”

You dropped to your knees, shivering in pain. Your head began to spin worse than any alcohol ever made you. Your whole body began burning in agonizing pain and You were just about to scream out, when all of a sudden, all the pain and dizziness disappeared as quickly as it had started. You rubbed your eyes and examined your surroundings. You had indeed shrunk, and were now standing only a matter of inches tall. Allison got up off the couch and made her way over to you, her bare soles slapping loudly on the cold linoleum. She got to you and just stood there for a moment, towering over you looking down in amusement.

“Aww,” she said, “look at you down there. You’re just so tiny and cute now! So if my calculations are correct, the shrinking process should make you damn near invincible. What do you say we test it out?”

“Test it out!?” You cried, “What the hell is that supposed to mean.”

Your question was quickly answered when she began to raise her bare foot high above you.

“No! Please!” You begged. “I’m sorry I’ve been such a pain, but please don’t do this! I’ll do anything!”

Her response? Slam! She stomped down hard on you. The pain was immense, but you could tell that despite how hard she just stomped you, nothing broke and you were still completely in tact. And as she ground her foot down on you, you realized that although you were unable to breath, you didn’t seem like you needed to.

She lifted her foot and saw you laying there, battered, but far from broken, and decided to try a second round. Slam! Her foot came down again, even harder than the first time. Again she put all her weight down and did everything she could to grind you into paste, but to no avail. You were in so much pain, yet essentially still unharmed. This time, however, when she lifted her foot off the ground, all the effort she put into grinding you into the floor ultimately left you plastered to the bottom of her foot. When she saw your predicament, she couldn’t help but laugh before simply putting her foot down and going back about her normal day.

“Ooohh,” She cooed, “you make such a comfy insole down there under my foot!”

Finally, she sat down and peeled you off her foot and dropped you on the floor. You quickly scrambled to your feet and began to run away. She wasted no time slamming her foot down on you, no where near as hard as when she stomped you earlier, but rather just enough to pin you in place and drag you back to her. She raised her toes a little, and you tried to crawl your way out, but were pinned to tightly between her foot and the floor.

“So here’s the deal,” she said. “I’ve been texting with your parents since you shrunk, and they agreed to let me keep you and use you however I see fit. Turns out they see you for the pathetic loser you truly are, just as I do. So that being said, at your size, I think the best use for you would be to have you be my personal pedicure pet! You know those fish that they use in salons that eat the dead skin off your feet? Yea, you’ll be like a human version of one of those. And if you disobey me, I’ll just stomp on you until you’re stuck again. And if you still don’t learn after that, well who knows, maybe I’ll just eat you and flush you down the drain like the worthless piece of shit that you clearly are. So what do you say?”

She lifted her foot, releasing you from the floor. You crawled out and scrambled to your feet. You froze for a minute, considering your options. You definitely couldn’t help but considering to try to run away again, but deep down you knew it was a wasted fight that would only lead to harsh punishment at the hands, or more accurately feet, of your cousin. The long lasting cousin rivalry had ended, and you had lost.

Defeated, you chose the path of submission and you slowly walked up to her foot and began licking. It tasted pretty awful, but thankfully she had showered earlier this morning so it wasn’t too unbearable, but you dreaded to think how they may end up smelling in the future. Thankfully, that was an issue for another day. For now, the main task at hand was to keep her from getting angry with you.

You licked at her toe jam and any other filth that had accumulated as she walked around barefoot all day. You licked every inch of her foot. Both times, as you worked on her toes, she made it a point to wrap them tightly around your head, thoroughly enjoying your current predicament.

You ate away and any pieces of dead skin you could find. You were fucked and you knew it. The best you could hope for is that by being obedient maybe she would go easy on you and eventually take sympathy on you. You finished her feet and stepped back to observe the fruits of your labor. Both feet perfectly cleaned, spotless. She had to be happy now!

“Good job my little Guinea pig.” She said. “Now it’s time for the second test. Can you survive the digestive process?”

“What!?“ You cried. “Please! No! You can’t be serious!”

“Don’t worry, I’m like, ninety percent sure that you’ll survive. The only thing you should most likely have to worry about is if I have to go in the middle of the night, completely forget about you, and end up flushing you away forever.”

She picked you up.

“Wait, plea-“ You tried to beg her to stop, but were interrupted by the action of her tossing you into her mouth. You hit her tongue and her jaw snapped shut. Sealing you inside. She started to suck on you for a moment, then began to chew on you as though you were nothing more than a mere piece of gum. Finally she opened her mouth in front of the mirror as her tongue pushed you towards the back of her throat.

“What do you say loser,” she said, “do you want to watch as I swallow you hole?”

“Please!” You cried out again. “I’m so sorry for everything, the whole rivalry, all of it. You win! Please!”

To your surprise, she actually spit you out into her hand. Good I’m glad you finally learned your lesson, and hopefully after everything that just happened you have also learned your place in this world now. I’m never growing you back. I have every intention of keeping you as my personal pedicure pet. I may even be tempted to share you with my friends, and I expect you to just as good a job on their feet as you do mine. No matter how dirty or smelly our feet may get, you better never let it show, or you’ll end up back in my mouth. And next time you’re not coming back out, you’re going down. Understood?”

“Yes,” you replied defeated.

“Yes Goddess Alison!”

“Yes Goddess Alison.”

“that’s more like it. That was your one warning. Don’t you dare ever forget your place again!”