The Concert (Revamp)

It was a hot summer day and I was standing outside in a very long line waiting to get into a rock concert. I had been looking forward to this concert for months and was so excited that the day had finally come. Well the group of people behind me started to rough house a bit and one of them slammed into me, pushing me forward and knocking into the poor girl standing in line in front of me.

"I'm so sorry," I said as I pulled myself off her.

"No you're not," she said with an angry glare, "but you're about to be. Enjoy spending the entire concert under my foot!"

"What are you talking..."

I was cut off when she pointed her finger at me and I immediately began to shrink. I couldn't believe what was happening. I watched in horror as she grew taller, or rather, as I grew smaller. In a matter of seconds I was a mere couple inches tall. All I could do was watch as she slid her foot out of her flip flop and raised it over my head. It was super dirty, and flakes of dirt and debris dropped off her foot and rained down over my diminutive self.

Slam! She stomped down on me hard. After grinding me into the pavement for a minute, she lifted her foot to find that she had successfully managed to get me stuck to the sole of her foot. Without hesitation, she slid her flip flop back on and went about her day. She spent the whole concert jumping up and down on me, crushing me deeper and deeper into her foot, making me wish more than ever for the sweet release of death.

Finally, back at home, she kicked off her flip flops and climbed into her bed. Using the nail on her big toe, she started scratching at me. It was so painful as her nail scraped across my body again and again until she finally worked a little piece of me off and was able to dig her nail under me and successfully peel me off. I dropped to the bed and just laid there and looked at her. She propped her feet out in front of me.

"So here's the deal," she said. "You picked a bad day to piss me off. Now you get to pay the ultimate price. I needed a new slave, and guess what, that gets to be you! Now you're going to start licking my feet within the next five seconds or you'll find yourself back under my foot. And if I put you back under my foot, I'm going to leave you there until you merge with it and have no other choice but to spend the rest of your life trapped to my stinky foot!"

I didn't want to lick her foot, but even more so, I didn't want to become a part of it either. I quickly ran to her foot and began to lick, not wanting to show any hesitation that might cause her to be annoyed. She had me lick every inch of both her big feet. It tasted beyond disgusting, but I knew I had no other choice. 

I quickly learned that she loved to go barefoot, and every night when she was done with her day, it would be my job to give both her feet a proper tongue bath before she would shower. The filth from her feet was the only thing I was ever allowed to eat, and licking her sweat was the closest thing I got to a drink. On the few occasions when she did decide to wear socks, I would always find myself trapped in them, forced to suffer her feet as the stench in her boots she wore intensified the smell a thousand times. But this was my life now, and unless she decides to have a change of heart, I'll never be a real human ever again...