Giantess Step Daughter

My step daughter has hated me ever since I met her mother. She did everything she could to make my life a living hell. She knew I couldn't stand feet, so every time we were both in the same room she would find a way to put her feet on me. I hated it and she knew it. That's why it wasn't too much of a surprise when she shrank me down. She sat down, took off one of her shoes, and placed her foot in front of me. I pushed away disgusted wanting nothing to do with it. She told me she wanted me to lick her feet! She must have lost it! To think I would ever worship her feet, especially at this size! She took off her other shoe and sat on her bed, dangling her feet above me. She giggled. "You know," she said, "You were always a pathetic bug in my eyes, now you finally fit the description! You're going to worship my feet, I don't care how much you can't stand them. She reached down and plucked me, along with a pair off the floor. She held me up to her foot and started dragging my body across it. It was covered in a thin layer of sweat that was forced into my mouth as she drug me across her foot. The taste was incomprehensible! She laughed hysterically as she did so, then proceeded to pick up her shoe. She tossed me in carelessly and started bringing it towards her foot. I held my hands up as though I stood some chance at shielding my impending doom, but it was useless. Her foot filled the shoe, and  I began to get flattened beneath her hot sweaty foot. I wished for death but couldn't get so lucky. She stood up putting her full weight on me. I thought it would kill me and put me out of my misery, but I was sadly mistaken. Her foot crushed down on me for a moment, then she began to walk as though she didn't have someone trapped in her shoe. The shoe was plastic and left no room for air circulation and the smell quickly intensified! I prayed for a quick ending but it wasn't looking like I was going to get it...

... to be continued!