The Goddess

I was walking through the park when I saw a very pretty young woman. She looked lost so I decided to go and see if she needed any help. She gave me a funny look when I approached her, almost confused looking.

“Hi there,” I said, “you look kinda lost, is there anything I can help you with?”

“Foolish mortal,” she said, “I am the Goddess Leona. Bow to me or face the consequences.”

I couldn’t help but to laugh.

“Ok,” I said, “clearly someone needs to take a trip back to the funny farm.”

She glared at me.

“You dare mock me!?” She said angrily “Foolish mortal. I’ll show you!”

She snapped her fingers, and within a second I found myself shrunken down to next to nothing. I couldn’t believe what just happened. clearly she was being serious. Who would’ve thought that she could actually be a real life goddess!? She picked me up and held me in front of her at eye level as she closely inspected me.

“Hmm.” She said. “You look like nothing more than a pathetic little bug now, and bug are only good for one thing, getting stepped on!”

She tilted her hand and dropped me down to the ground below. I landed on the ground with a painful thud just in time to see her raising her foot high above me, getting ready to crush me like a bug.

“Please wait,” I begged, “I’ll do anything! ANYTHING! I’m so sorry I offended you! Please give me a second chance!“

“Oh?” She said. “Look at you! A smart little bug! Good choice.”

She sat down and leaned back against a tree and propped her feet up in front of me.

“Why don’t you show me how willing you are to please me.” She said. “I want you to come over her and start worshipping my feet.”

“What!?”

“Did I stutter? You won’t get another second chance.”

I understood completely and didn’t dare question again. Instead, I made my way over to her foot and started to rub myself against it, kissing it passionately in hopes of keeping her happy enough to spare me and hopefully grow me back.

“Don’t just kiss them,” she said. “I want you to lick them clean as well.”

This time I knew better than to question and immediately obeyed. I began licking feverishly at her feet as she leaned back and got comfortable, content with my worshiping. I worked non stop doing the best I could to clear her feet of any filth, sweat, or dead skin. Even after I knew both feet were a hundred percent clean, I still continued to lick, not daring to stop until she was content with my work and gave me the permission to.

Once she had had enough, she picked me up off the ground and deposited me into her cleavage. After that she made her way back to her home, keeping me a prisoner, buried under a mountain of boob flesh. Every step caused them to bounce, shaking me down deeper and deeper until I came to a rest under her breasts and held in place by her bra.

As she walked along under the hot summer sun I began to really feel the heat that came along with being under a woman’s breasts. The heat was intense and I was so drenched in sweat I couldn’t tell if any was mine or if it was all boob sweat that I was covered in. It was so hot I had no choice but to drink it as it flooded around me. I was dying of thirst, but the salty sweat only made me thirstier. Next thing I knew I was licking it from directly off the underside of her boobs.

Finally she returned home and retrieved me from her bra. She set me down on her bed and then proceeded to climb into it herself. She laid down on her side and placed her feet next to me. They were clearly dirty from the long walk home, and after my first experience with her, I was pretty sure that I knew what she was getting at. I moved over to her dirty feet, took a knee, and began licking.

Not a word was spoken between either of us. I wasn’t sure what exactly I was getting myself into. On one hand, keeping her happy might get her to show some mercy and grow me back. But on the other hand, by continuing to do a good job I may ultimately accomplish the opposite by making her too happy that she never want’s to let me go. But even with both of those possibilities on the table, there was still the issues that could arise do to disobedience. I mean, when she first shrunk me, she was seconds away from putting me out of my misery completely. So I wasn’t sure what being obedient would accomplish, but at the very least, it should keep me alive.

My question was answered after i had finished once again completely cleaning her feet. She picked me back up and again tucked me inside her cleavage. Clearly she viewed me far more as an object, even a toy perhaps, who sole purpose was to amuse her. From then on, the only time she would take me out of her cleavage, was when she wanted me to clean her feet. I never fought back, and never disobeyed. I was a perfect, obedient slave.

Every day, rain or shine we would go to the park, and every day she would have me clean her feet both there, as well as when we got home. She never wore shoes, and I mean ever. I don’t think she even owned any socks or shoes, but then again, as I had learned the hard way, she was a true Goddess in the flesh. But then, a few months after she shrank me, she set me down on the ground, but this time, instead of sitting down as she always did, she just stood there, looking down at me.

“So…” She started. “It’s been a fun run with you, but to be completely honest, you’re just too obedient. I enjoy breaking the minds of you pathetic little humans, and you just willing gave yourself over to me from the second I shrunk you. No fight whatsoever. I guess what I’m getting at is that as good as a job as you do, you bore the shit out of me. Maybe if you had some fight in you…”

“Does that mean you’re going to finally grow me back!?” I asked excitedly.

“No.. I’m sorry dear, but now that you know of my existence, I can never let you go back to your old life. No. The only solution to this problem is a more, well, permanent one.”

“No!! Please! You can’t do this to me! Please show me mercy! I’ll do anything!”

“I know you will. And that’s the problem. I’ve already given you far more of an explanation than I ever had to, but as your reward for your obedience I thought it was only right to at least let you know why it is I’m ending your life. Now, show your Goddess Leona how much you love me by laying down peacefully and letting me crush you. I’ll even let you lay face down so you don’t have to see it coming.

“That’s your second reward. Normally I take my time and crush you mortals nice and slow. You know, thoroughly enjoy the moment as I feel their lives slowly slip away under my Goddess sole. But for being the best behaved subject I’ve ever come across, I’ll be merciful and grant you a quick death.

“May I please make one request Goddess?”

“What a time to finally show some backbone. Normally I would say no, but honestly, I’m kind of intrigued as to what kind of last request you could possibly have. So have at it. Let me know your request, and if I feel you’ve earned it, I’ll grant it, but so help me if you ask me to spare you in any way..

“No Goddess. I’m not going to ask for you to spare me. But after these last couple months, you have become my everything. At first I was obedient out of fear, but eventually, it was because of love. You’re all I know now, and making you happy these last few months has been an honor. My request, is that you show me no mercy. I’ll lay down for you, my one last act of obedience for a Goddess I’ve learned to love whole heartedly. I want you to take your time as you normally would. I want you to enjoy yourself. Please. If I must die, make it a death you’ll always cherish the memory of.”

A great smile formed across her lips. I took one last look at her and laid down on my stomach. A few seconds later, I felt the ball of her foot on my back. She rubbed it across me a few times before dragging her massive toes over me. Her big toe stopped on top of my feet. Then she pushed the tip of her toe down, flattening my feet, turning my bones to dust. I screamed out in agony, causing her to moan softly.

She twisted her toe around a little mashing my feet even more and obliterating my ankles in the process. She slowly worked her way up my leg, taking her sweet time. Several minutes later, which from all the pain I was suffering felt more like an eternity, she lifted her toes off my completely crushed legs and moved on to my arm, crunching them slowly from hand to shoulder, one at a time.

Through all the pain, I don’t know how I didn’t go into shock or faint from all the pain, but I can only assume it was due to her great magic abilities. Finally, arms completely done for, she placed the ball of her foot on my back and began to pet me a few more times before stopping and beginning to slowly crush the lower half of my torso as she took her time rolling the ball of her foot across me. An act that took only a matter of seconds seemed to drone on in an agonizing eternity.

Finally she got to my head, and right before she crushed my thoughts out of existence I heard, “Bye my loyal little bug boy, I’ll always remember you…”