The Last Flight: Epilogue

Years upon years have passed as you served Tanya as a foot slave, you almost couldn’t remember anything of your old life, sometimes - you even forgot you had a family, all you cared about was Tanya’s feet, it was your whole world, and you tried not to think about anything else anymore, dreams about your family only made you sad.

You knew her soles better than anything, as she aged more wrinkles and crevices showed up, you noticed each and every one of them, every new little piece of dead skin got immediately eaten by you.

Anything remotely negative Tanya said ruined your day, you could cry for hours if she said you hadn’t done a good job, or complain about something related to her feet.

And anything remotely positive would make the day the best day of your entire life, even a “good boy” from her would make you proud like you won the olympics, you kissed her feet in sincere gratitude and she usually just ignored it, letting you do whatever you want as long as it means you treat her feet like she’s a goddess.

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Tanya was a middle aged woman now, she never got married, she wasn’t interested in long relationships, she made casual sex and one night stands every now and then but she was never in love, nor did she cared about it.

Her sister, Tiffany, on the other hand got married and raised 3 beautiful girls, sometimes they came to visit and tapped your cage, asking Tanya if they could feed you, she always explained that they can’t since “he needs to be hungry so he can eat aunt Tanya’s dead skin from her feet”.

But as years passed, the eldest, Daria, turned 16 and asked Tanya to use you, which she let her occasionally.

It was nice for a change, taking care of smooth young healthy feet, her sweat was refreshing compared to Tanya’s and it took you years back to when Tanya first enslaved you, a weird nostalgic feeling.

You heard her saying to Tanya that on today’s standards, you would count as an “S-tier slave”, but not you nor Tanya knew what that meant.

She kept asking Tanya how exactly she kept you alive, like she’s taking notes and tips, “one day I’ll have one of my own”, she told her.

“Why aren’t you buying one?” Tanya asked from the kitchen while you worked on Daria’s feet.

“Meh, mom wouldn’t let me”, she complained.

“What? Tiffany?” Tanya asked and laughed, “are we talking to the same person?”

“Right??? She’s such a hypocrite, she tells me it’s immoral and soul corruptive!” Daria scrunched her toes in frustration.

Tanya giggled, “well, not that I agree but you better listen to your mom sweetie, besides, the world is not what it used to be when I was your age”.

“The pandemic started when you were my age, right?”

“A bit younger, yeah, but there were no vaccines, cures, shrinking centers, people used to just get infected, it was easier to get one”

“I was born in the wrong time”, Daria sighed, “now I have to either buy mutated shrinking virus which I have no idea how, or convince someone to go to the shrinking center, it’s a chore”, she complained, “and buying one is so expensive”.

“Well, when you grow up you’ll be able to make your own decisions and make your own money, then you’ll do whatever you want and enslave whoever you want, I’m sure you’ll do just fine”, Tanya said and brought Daria a cup of hot chocolate.

“Thanks”, Daria said, “hey, bug! Start licking harder!” Daria ordered you and you shoved your head harder into her arch.

It made Tanya laugh and she sipped from her coffee, then they talked about casual stuff.

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It was perhaps insanity, but you felt like you’re living a good life, you were happy, you literally saw Tanya and her family as a royal goddesses family with Tanya as the goddess-queen, you felt lucky and honored to even be close to any of them.

You canceled yourself on every level, Tanya’s slightest desire came before anything else, seeing her smile meant everything to you. You didn’t want anything, you had no personal desires, only her satisfaction was on your mind.

As the years passed, you felt like your body betrays you, you weren’t as efficient in grinding your teeth against her soles as you used to be, you got weaker while her soles got wrinkled and harder, you felt like you’re disappointing her although she never said anything about it, but slowly tiny dead skin clusters started showing up and you did your best to clean them off.

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One day Tanya sat on her porch with Tiffany, casually placing her feet in front of you and letting you treat them, they talked about all kinds of stuff, and suddenly drifted to talking about you, you listened carefully while kissing and licking Tanya’s sole.

“I think it’s a world record, you know? You own him ever since the pandemic started, like, how long is he your foot slave?” Tiffany asked, you felt her eyes looking at you from behind.

“Wow, I don’t know, I guess 30 or 40 years now”, she replied casually, scrunching her toes, “most of my life when I think about it”.

“Gosh”, Tiffany exclaimed, “do you realize someone lost his entire life just to take care of your feet?” She asked in awe.

Tanya giggled, then raised a foot and showed it to Tiffany, “and how amazing do they look, right?” She asked and laughed, Tiffany remained silent.

“I don’t know sis, we aren’t girls anymore, it’s kinda saddening me to think about it”, she said and sighed.

“Lol, since when did you get so soft? Few years ago you used him yourself to clean that dead skin cluster before your vacation in the Maldives, remember?”

“Well, yeah, and he did a great job, but still”, she paused for a moment, “to think that some normal guy got shrunk and kidnapped by someone half his age, losing his life for what exactly? Our feet?”

“That sums it, pretty much, yeah”, Tanya shrugged, you kept licking her sole, finding another drop of sweat to sip.

There was an awkward silence.

“Did I ever tell you he had a family?” Tanya asked.

“W-What?” Tiffany asked, choking a little.

“Yeah, when I got him to mom’s home all those years ago, he begged me to let him go, saying he had a wife and a kid”

“Oh my god…” Tiffany said in a sore voice, “and what did you tell him?”

“Can’t even remember, I didn’t care about it, to be honest I still don’t”

There was an awkward silence again, then you could hear Tiffany release a sad moan and sob.

“Tiff, what the fuck?” Tanya asked, surprised.

“Sorry, Tanya, this is just awful, I can’t even imagine someone doing it to Ron”, Tiffany said, crying, Ron is her husband, “the girls would be devastated”.

“Umm, yeah, Ron is cool and all but I guess he would’ve been a great foot slave”, Tanya said, giggling in her crying sister’s face.

“Wow Tanya, how can you be so cruel?”

“What? Think about it, he’s so obedient with you and the girls, I’m just saying, if some stranger will drug him or something, she would definitely keep him, you need to keep an eye on him”, she replied defensively.

“Ugh… whatever… sometimes it’s like the shrinking virus made you a monster… owning a slave all those years made you heartless” Tiff said in anger, wiping off tears from her eyes.

Tanya shrugged, like she has no idea what she’s talking about.

“Anyway, how old is he? I’ve never seen a foot slave so old”

“No idea, he wasn’t young when I got him in the first place, maybe 60? 70?” She paused, pulling her foot away from you, “bug, how old are you?” She asked.

You gulped and remained silent, standing there helplessly, shaking your head.

“What? You don’t know?” She asked.

“How could he know?!… what does he even know except licking your smelly feet!?” Tiffany stood up and shouted at her.

“Hey, don’t take your frustration out on me, it’s not my fault he’s dumb!” Tanya shouted back.

“Ugh… you are so… fucking heartless, you miss the damn point”

“What? That you think he’s miserable? It’s yours, not mine”

“Oh, so he’s not miserable? The man lost his family to lick your feet”

“Well, I think it’s a much better option, have you seen how beautiful my feet are?” Tanya laughed.

Tiffany sat back, sighing, “unbelievable”, she said, then slowly joined Tanya’s laughter, “you’re such a bitch”.

“I know, right?” She replied, placing her foot back in front of you and snapping her finger, you got back to licking.

“What if his son or daughter shows up one day, asking for him back?” Tiffany asked after they both stopped laughing.

“Wow, that’s a good question actually…” Tanya stopped to think for a moment, “I guess I’d ask him if he wants that, you know?”

“Really?” Tiffany asked, surprised.

“I honestly think he would rather stay, he’s taking care of my feet for most of his life, he doesn’t know anything else… I figured he can’t even count to 10 the other day”, Tanya was right, you would’ve begged her to stay if that happened, your only skills and knowledge revolves around being a foot slave and you are too old to do anything else.

“Jeez, he exchanged everything he knows for knowledge about foot slavery, god, he probably knows your soles better he knows himself”, Tiffany said in a slight shock, like she just realized that.

“He better”, Tanya said with a smirk.

“Or what?” Tiffany teased her, “what can you possibly do to him by now? Crushing him would be a grace”

“Umm, I’d give him to Daria”, Tanya replied mischievously.

“Huh? My Daria?” Tiffany didn’t see that coming.

“Yeah, I saw her ordering him to lick harder between her toes, she’s a natural”, Tanya giggled.

“Ugh… no matter how many times I tell her not to do that to shrunken people she keeps going there… Why are you supporting it? He’s perhaps 4 times her age, this is sick”.

“Tiff, if someone would shrink and enslave Ron it will probably be her, your girl is ruthless”, Tanya shrugged.

“Why are you saying that?”

“She asked me if I ever crushed a shrunken man before, then asked for details about the early days of the shrinking virus, when shrunken people were scattered randomly on the streets, she told me that if she was living back then she would pick them all up and take them to her place”, Tiffany leaned forward, listening to Tanya closely.

“And do what exactly?”

“She said she would’ve execute one each day in front of everyone else”, Tanya whispered.

“Execute?!” Tiffany shrieked.

“Yeah, she said she would crush them slowly beneath her foot to keep everyone else terrified and obedient. Tiff, the girl is a monster, lol, and you say I’m heartless”.

“Jesus Christ… I have no idea what to do, and all her friends are the same, talking non stop about ways to trick men into going to the shrinking center for them”, she sighed, “she’s turning 21 soon, I won’t have any say then, she will probably wreck havoc, who knows what she’s capable of”.

“Don’t fight it, let her have her fun, we had ours”, Tanya said, smiling and stretching a bit, flexing her foot while you kiss it.

“Ugh, and she has some male friends, they go out sometimes, what if she plans on enslaving someone?” Tiffany said in a worried tone, “I know their parents, they are friends since childhood, it would be so embarrassing”.

“Hah, knowing Daria I’m sure that she plans on enslaving all of them, probably even on crushing them brutally”, Tanya replied casually.

Tiffany sighed, “yeah, I guess, I’m so happy I have 3 girls, I would be worried sick if I had a boy”.

“Definitely, lol, Daria would torture him”, Tanya said and burst into laughter.

Tiffany closed her eyes and shook her head, then burst into laughter too, “you’re so awful…”

As they laughed, you started having a weird feeling in your left arm, you slowly collapsed on her sole, fighting to keep your eyes open as they get heavy and close, the last thing you saw was Tanya’s heel.

“Oh my god, your slave”, Tiffany shrieked and stopped laughing, Tanya quickly pulled her foot.

“Hey, bug!” She said and tapped your belly a few times, “hey! Wake up!” She shouted, tapping your lifeless body over and over again.

Tiffany kneeled in front of the table, placing her finger on your chest, “oh god sis, he’s not breathing”.

“What?” Tiffany asked in high pitched broken voice, “n-no way”, she said in shock, kneeling too, placing her finger on top of you, “h-hey, bug, p-please wake up, come on”, tears slowly flowing out of her eyes, “hey, I’ll let you kiss my toes before sleep, wake up”, she moved your body with her finger, then broke down and cried, sobbing uncontrollably, struggling to breath.

Tiffany quickly hugged her, trying to hold it off but joined her cries eventually.

“I knew it, I knew you cared about him”, she said while crying.

“I.. I have him like.. all my life…” Tanya said while crying, “it’s.. it’s so unfair…”

“I’m so sorry, we can probably buy one from a professional ensla-“

“I DON'T WANT SOMEONE ELSE!” Tanya cried.

Tiffany didn’t know what to say, she just hugged her harder.

“I can’t believe he’s gone”, Tanya said after a long silence.

“I know, I knew him almost all my life too…” Tiffany sighed, “we should bury him… you don’t know or remember his name, right?”

“It's bug… that was his name most of his life…” Tanya said, rubbing her eyes.

“Ok… let’s bury the poor guy…”

They brought a plastic cup and dropped your body inside, then covered it in dirt, they dug a hole next to Tanya’s porch and placed it inside.

Tanya used her foot to drug some dirt on your grave and flattened it, tapping her sole on it.

“He’s probably licking feet in heaven now…” she mumbled sadly.

“I’m sure the angels are just thrilled from how good you tamed him”, Tiffany shrugged, then they both giggled, Tanya used a finger to wipe a tear from her cheek and smiled.

“Thanks Tiff, I needed that”.

Edit:

I’ve added 2 AI generated images for the ending scenes, after reading it again this morning I felt like it’s missing.

What do you guys think? I really like it 🙂