I was spending the weekend at my best friend's house. We were playing video games, just hanging out, when I started to feel queasy. I excused myself to the bathroom and the closer I got, the worse I began to feel.
I opened the door and dropped down on all fours, my head spinning out of control. I felt like I was going to throw up. I did my best to crawl to the toilet, and was almost there, when I collapsed. I shut my eyes as an intense pain shot through my body. Then, in an instant, it all stopped. I felt completely fine, as though nothing had happened.
I clambered to my feet and rubbed my eyes. As they came in to focus I realized I was looking at the underside of the toilet. My heart sank, I had caught the shrinking virus! I had to find help, and fast. I made my way as fast as I could towards the door when a giant set of bare feet came walking in through the door.
I looked up and saw Brittney, my friends sister. I found myself immediately filled with mixed emotions. On one hand I was scared shitless due to her massive size and the fact that she never really like me, and on the other hand, she looked absolutely amazing. I always had a secret crush on her, and the fact that she hated me so much only made me like her that much more. And as I stood on the floor, completely vulnerable to her any whim, I couldn't help but feel turned on.
When she first noticed me she jumped back in shock, probably thinking I was a mouse or something, but the second she realized that it was me she burst out in laughter.
"Oh my God Jeremy," she said, "you're so fuckin tiny!" She raised her foot high above me. "I could take you out with one step of my mighty foot!" She laughed again as she held her fingers up, taunting my diminutive size.
Her foot came rushing down at breakneck speed and I feared for my life, but at the last second, her foot stopped. She kicked me over and pinned me to the cold floor. Her feet were hot and sticky and stank of vinegar and rotten cheese. I wanted to throw up! I tried to fight back, to push her off of me, but it was all to no avail.
"Look how tiny and pathetic you are," she said laughing. "No matter how hard you fight, you're trapped helplessly like a pathetic bug under my foot!"
She lifted her foot off me, bent over, and lifted me up. She carried me down to the living room where she sat on the couch.
"My feet are killing me," she said. "I just got back from the gym, which I'm sure you can tell by the smell." She laughed. "How about you help me rub them?"
She put her feet up on the couch and pinned my back against her sole. She began to rub me all over her foot, covering me in a thick coating of warm, slimy, half dried foot sweat. I didn't even fight back. What could I do. I was to small to fight back and my life was literally in her hands. She moved down to the floor and set me at her feet.
"My feet really stink. I think you should show your new goddess some love and lick them clean!"
My heart sank. I was fucked. The fact that she referred to herself as my new goddess was all I needed to hear to know that she intended on keeping me as her personal shrunken slave. It happens all the time, and there are no laws to protect the tiny's. We fall under a kind of finders keepers law.
I walked up to her feet and stuck my face under her hot, sweaty toes. I could see clumps of toe jam built up in between her toes and could feel a tear streaking down my face as the realization that I was about to eat that, sank in. I opened my mouth and took my first bite. I wanted to hurl! It was the most foul, God awful thing I had ever tasted. I was beginning to think maybe I'd be better off letting her have her fun stomping on me.
"Oh my God!" She said. "You are pathetic! I didn't even have to try, to threaten you, nothing! That's right you pathetic little foot bitch, you know your place! Get used to it, there's nothing you can do about it and there's no way you're ever getting free! And if my brother tries to save you, once I get you back, you'll have a date with the inside of my stomach after I swallow you whole. You're mine now. Forever. So accept it."
I knew she was right. The life I knew was no more. I had become nothing more than a low life slave to a chick who hated my fuckin guts! I had a feeling this nasty foot torture was just the beginning. God only knows what awful things she might cook up or look up to make my little life as miserable as possible...