Don't Drink and Shrink

One night while out at the bar, I met this beautiful woman named Ally. We both shared quite a few drinks, and as it got to be a little later in the evening, she asked if I wanted to head back to her place. She was so beautiful, there was no way I was going to turn down that offer. So we took an Uber back to her place where we hung out and continued to share a few drinks. At one point she asked me what my favorite part of her body was, to which I told her that she had an amazing ass.

"Oh really?" She asked

"Definitely," I responded.

"So I've never told anyone this, but ever since they figured out how to shrink people, I've had this fantasy about having a hot guy like you shrink down to play with my asshole.."

"Oh my God, that sounds so fucking hot!"

"Really!? Would you want to give it a shot with me? I have a can of self defense shrink spray. The effects wear off after twelve hours."

"Wow, Hell yea, absolutely. Let'd do this!"

My heart was racing. This was so exciting. I couldn't believe my luck! She began to did through her purse and pulled out her can of self defense shrink spray.

"And you're sure your cool with this?" She asked.

"Like I said, let's do this," I said with a smile.

She smiled back and shot me with the spray. It was about one in the morning, so I knew I'd be back to normal size by the afternoon, so I wasn't the least bit concerned. I quickly dwindled down to the size of an action figure. She scooped me up and brought me up to her face. I was awe-struck. I'd never been shrunk before and seeing someone so beautiful, so giant. Well, it was one Hell of an amazing experience, I'll say that. I certainly couldn't wait for the opportunity to play with that sexy ass.

"Aww," she said. "You look so adorable at that size!" She let out a little drunken giggle. "I swear, men will do anything to get in a womans pants." She laughed even harder at her little pun. "You ready cutie?"

"Oh God yes!" I replied. "You look so gorgeous!"

"Aww, you're sweet! Well, here ya go. Enjoy!"

She brought her hands behind her back. She used her free hand to pull back the waist band on her pants, and then let me go and dropped me in. I quickly became wedged between her butt cheek and her pants and once she released the waist band I found myself stuck, held firmly in place by her tight pants. As she started to walk around and I was ground between her pants and her ass, I very quickly realized that this was not at all what I had had in mind. I wanted out, and I had just gotten there.

I heard a door shut, then after a couple steps, her pants got extremely tight, as though she were bending over or something. From my position, I had no idea what was going on in the outside world. After a minute of this tight crushing sensation, her pants went back to normal and seconds later her hand entered and found its way to  me. Good, this was uncomfortable and I was ready to get out. But that wasn't what she had in mind. Now that her fingers had me, she began to slide me sideways until we reached her ass crack, at which point she proceeded to press me deep inside.

Within a second I found myself pressed face first firmly against her asshole. Ass she began to massage her asshole with my body, I felt a deep low moan reverberating throughout her body. Her hand disappeared as she quickly pulled it out of her pants, leaving me pinned to her asshole, held in place by her big juicy butt cheeks. At the moment, there was nothing I could do but wait for her next move.

I heard the sound of her pants dropping, and knew things were about to take a very interesting turn. She spun around and laid back, leaving me now upside-down. She lifted and spread her legs, opening her ass crack a little and I began to slide out. A mere second later her hand came flying up behind me and her middle finger smashed right into the back of my head. Her other fingers clamped my sides and pulled me back up to her asshole. She stopped and pressed my face tightly against her puckered anus. She rubbed my face around in a circular motion as her sphincter slowly loosened and began so suck my head in.

I could feel more moans vibrating through her. At least one of us was having fun. Hopefully she plans on making this up to me tomorrow when I grow back. It was becoming quite the sobering experience quite quickly. I began to realize maybe shrinking for the pleasure of a complete and total stranger probably wasn't the best idea, especially considering the fact that she was totally wasted.

As she swirled and pushed more and more of me made my way into her anus. After a minute of sinking in, I had almost my whole upper half of my body shoved up her ass. That was when I began to feel a heavy, warm, wet, sticky situation running down my lower half.  All this playing with herself while using me as a sex toy was turning her on a lot and making her super wet.

Once I was in up to my waste, she wrapped her fingers around my legs and proceeded to just shove most of the rest of me straight into her ass. I began to panic. I didn't want her to push me in her so far she couldn't get me back out. I'm not sure what exactly would happen if I didn't have the space to grow. But then, to my surprise, she started pulling me back out. Most of my torso was out, and I was looking forward to going out the rest of the way, but that wasn't her intent. Without warning I felt myself being shoved deep into her ass again.

The more she pushed and pulled me in and out, the more her anus relaxed and the easier it got to keep going. She got wetter and wetter as she continued using me as her own personal sex toy, and as fun as it sounds, I can assure you, it is not. This was a living nightmare that couldn't end soon enough. Then everything tightened around me and she started moaning loudly. Next thing I knew there was a rush of cum coming out of her and covering the lower half of my body. I felt so degraded at this point, but at least it was almost over, or so I thought.

Once her anus relaxed, she went right back to shoving me in and out of her ass. Another orgasms, more of her fluids coating my body, and another session of being shoved up her ass. Good God this girl was horny! She just wouldn't stop, and at this point I felt so battered, bruised, and humiliated I just wanted to get out, get clean, and go home. This was far more than I had bargained for.

Thankfully, everything comes to an end eventually, and that included this crazy lady's ability to keep going. After one final orgasm, her anus relaxed again and pulled me out, but the second my head left her sphincter, her hand let go and disappeared, leaving me still wedged in her ass crack, face first with her asshole, covered in cum, and getting even more covered as the last of her last orgasm slowly made it's way down to me.

She was so wasted that she made no effort to clean herself. It only took a minute before I could feel the slight vibrations of her snoring softly. Great. She fell asleep and just left me here in her ass crack for the night. Well I definitely learned a valuable lesson tonight, never let a drunk woman shrink you for sexual pleasure. It's not worth the risk of having to suffer through all this again. A few minutes later she rolled onto her side and her cheeks tightened around me. I sighed, knowing there was nothing I could do.

Then it happened. A slow hot drunken fart started to ooze out her ass. Her ass that was less than an inch from my nose. The smell was so horrid, and burned in every way imaginable. Not only did it smell, but it was hot, and the combination of the two burned the hell out of my face. Then I remembered, it was wing night at the bar, and we both killed a massive pile of their hottest hot wings. I thought I was in for a long night before, boy if only I knew.  Then she put the final nail in my coffin as she began to shift around, making her way under her nice heavy comforter for the night, ready to seal in all the stench that was about to be released on me.

Blast after blast of molten hot gas burned my eyes, nose, lungs, and flesh all at the same time. I begged for time to speed up. I prayed for a relief from this nonstop agony, even if that just meant her leaving the covers and freeing me from this dutch oven she had me sealed in. But my prayers fell upon deaf ears. There would be no relief tonight. The only thing I could do was lay there, pinched tightly in place by her ass cheeks, and take it, as blast after blast penetrated ever fiber of my being.

Hours droned on, seeming to last an eternity due to the intense suffering I was going through. At no point throughout the night did I manage to get any sleep. I was so exhausted by the time her alarm began to go off, but even despite my exhaustion, my heart fluttered and filled with excitement and joy knowing I was about to be pulled out of this hellish prison. The alarm turned off and she shifted, sitting up and yawning. She leaned to the side and released yet another hot fart directly into my face. How did she not realize I was still down here!?

"Oh man," I heard her say. "What happened last night. God my head hurts."

She flung the blanket off her as she started to get up.

"Oh God!" She said. "Those wings last night aren't going over too well now! I wonder what happened with that cute guy from the bar," she said as she continued to talk to herself. "I can't remember anything! I hope we at least exchanged numbers. I really like him."

As she began to walk around, her ass cheeks started to grind against me. I heard the sound of running water for moment, then the distant muffled sound of her brushing her teeth. I couldn't believe she not only forgot about me, but also that she couldn't feel me wedged in here. I tried to wiggle and give some time of fight to get her attention, but the cum from the night before that had covered me had long since dried sealing me in place and preventing me from moving.

But then, for the first time since shrinking, I had a little bit of luck. As she leaned to spit out her toothpaste, her ass cheeks opened far enough to break apart the dried cum that was sealing me to her flesh and I dropped free all the way down to the floor. It was hard to get up with all the cum that still covered my body but after a minute I managed to get back to my feet.

I turned just in time to see her turn and begin lifting her foot to leave the bathroom, and as my bad luck would have it, I was directly in her path and she still had no clue that I was here. There was no time to run. I put my hands up in a panicked attempt to shield myself as I took a few steps back. But as I stepped back, I tripped and fell just in time to watch her sole descend down upon me.

As her foot pressed down on me, all the air was forced out of my lungs, but I thankfully I didn't die. They say the shrink spray has a special compound to keep the affected alive, so that way the victim doesn't become the predator seeking revenge, but some could argue that death would be better than some of the things the criminals are subjected to before reaching the police station.

Her foot lifted off, and because of how sticky I was from the dried cum all over me, I stuck fast to the ball of her foot and was taken along for the ride. As she casually left the bathroom it was quite clear she had no clue as to what she had just done. I was so insignificant that she hadn't even noticed she stepped on me.

I couldn't tell much of what was going on from my position, but when she lifted her foot and I saw her underwear below us in her hand, I knew she was getting dressed and ready. Next came the pants and then I can only assume a shirt at some point. Then there was the loud slam of a drawer.

"Damn!" She said frustrated. "No clean socks. Ugh, I'm so bad with that.."

I heard a slight rustling as she dug through her hamper looking for a matching pair of socks. All I could do was watch in horror as these white and blue socks were pulled up over me, ensuring I wasn't getting away from her foot any time soon. I had no idea what would happen if I didn't have space to grow when my time ran out. I could only hope it wouldn't try to make me grow and simply crush me into paste in the process..

Though the sock looked clean, it smelled absolutely atrocious. To make matters worse, immediately after putting on her socks, she slipped into her sneakers, sealing in the smell. She started to go about her day, completely unaware of my plight, trampling me nonstop under her foul-smelling foot. The morning went on fairly uneventful. Not much happens when your pinned between a foot and the insole of a shoe. But then I felt it. The sensation of my body trying to grow back to regular size. I had no space and her foot prevented my growth. It stopped. Again the sensation, even stronger this time. Strong enough she noticed it. I wasn't enough to get her to take off her shoe and check it out, but it was enough for her to start grinding her foot into the ground to scratch the itch that had been bothering her.

The sensation stopped after that. My body was no longer trying to grow back to normal size, and I was beginning to fear that I may be stuck this way now. I didn't know if they could fix this or not, and dreaded the thought of being stuck this way forever..

As the day drug on, her foot got hotter and hotter, covering me in a nasty layer of sweat. I begged and pleaded internally for this day to end so she could take of her socks and shoes and hopefully notice me. Unfortunately for me, she didn't remove her shoes until she was ready to go to bed, and even when she did, she never bothered to take off her sock. It looked like now I was about to spend another night trapped somewhere I didn't want to be, being subjected to the unaware torture this beautiful woman was subjecting me to.

Her foot got even hotter as she slept under her thick blanket and it wasn't long before her foot slid out from under the blanket entirely. Then my whole world started bouncing and shaking violently, leaving me to wonder what she was doing. The her sock covered foot drug across me, removing the sock that covered me as it went. Then, using the foot I was stuck to, she peeled the sock off her other foot. Now that her sock was off, her foot began to cool rapidly, and as it did, I could feel all her open pores closing and pulling me in slightly.

It wasn't long before her foot got cold and she shifted it back to under the covers. But again, under the nice warm blanket, her foot began to heat up and sweat again. I could feel her pores opening back up, but the sock was to tight for me to pull myself out of them even in the slightest bit. Then, because she was once again getting to hot, her foot slid out from the blanket, once again rapidly cooling it down, closing her pores that once again pulled me deeper into her foot.

This process continued on several more times and her pores continued to pull me deeper and deeper into her foot. When light first began to trickle into her room I knew I was in trouble. I was struggling to see because I had been sucked almost all the way into her foot. At this point I wasn't sure if there would be any way to get me out. Then once again her foot went back under the covers. The next time I went out from the covers the room was full of light. It was bright enough that I watched from now insider her foot as her foot cooled and her pores closed around me one last time, sealing me permanently in place as they did.

This was it. There was no escape. I had now become one with her foot, forced to endure whatever she put her foot through. All the nasty smells, the never-ending crushing pain.. When she woke up she scratched over me with her big toe. Then she did it again. Finally she reached down with her hand and started to rub me.

"What the hell is that?" She asked out loud.

She brought her foot up for inspection. I could make out her blurry figure through the thin layer of skin that now covered me.

"Oh my God!" She said loudly. "It can't be! Oh I hope your not.. Oh my.. Listen, I'm really sorry.. Shit! How did this even happen? Come on. We have to get to the hospital to see if we can fix this!"

Oh thank God! I was so glad she noticed me. I couldn't wait to get to the hospital so they could do whatever they had to in order to get me out of here. In her rush she reached down and grabbed the same socks she had worn the day before and slid them on. Once again the intense smell came back and was worsened when I got shoved back in her nasty sneaker. I was a little irritated. Even knowing I was down here she still put on these stinky socks and shoes! I knew I was going to give her a piece of my mind when I got out of this mess.

When we got the Emergency Room there was a long wait ahead of us. Now I was really irritated as I was trapped with her nasty foot locked away in the smelliest prison possible for hours just waiting to be seen. I wished she would have at least thought to shower before having left. I wouldn't have minded having to wait to not have to deal with this. Finally we got to see the Dr.

"So I have some good news and bad news," the dr. said.

"What's the bad news?" She asked

"Well, we can get him out, but it would require removing your entire foot. Now due to the situation, ultimately because it's your body, its your choice on what you're going to do about it."

"I really don't want to lose my foot! What's the good news."

"Well due to the manner in which her was shrunk, he's completely safe where he's at. My best recommendation is to do your best to try to not think about it and just go about your life as normal. At this point he's really nothing more than just another part of your foot. A conscious part of it, but nothing more."

"So... Well this is kind of embarrassing, but I have a bad habit of missing showers, forgetting to do laundry, especially socks.. Is there really no other way to get him out? I feel bad subjecting him to all that. I know just how nasty my feet can get."

As she was talking, she began to put her sock and shoe back on as her visit was coming to an end. All I could do was try my hardest to listen to the now very muffled conversation. 

"Like I said," the Dr said, "I would just try to not think about it and go about business as usual. It's unfortunate for him, but there's not really much that can be done at this point, so there's no point burdening your conscience over it."

"Ok doc," She replied. "Thanks for the advice. I guess I'll just go home and start getting ready for work. Have a great day!" 

With that she left and went back to her car. Once back in her car she removed her shoe and brought her foot up to her knee. 

"Well," she said, "I'm really sorry this happened to you, but you heard the Dr. There's nothing that we can do about it now but try and move on with our lives. That being said, this'll be the last time I ever speak to you. I mean, after all, all you are is a part of my foot now, and it would be weird to just sit here and talk to my foot that can't even respond. So, sorry again, and really sorry for my bad hygiene, but you'll get used to it. It's not like you have much choice.."

And that was the last she ever spoke to me. After all, as she said, all I was to her now as a part of her foot. Nothing worth acknowledging...