Being a Gift

When your crush had birthday, you had a weird ceremony she took for granted - you ask her what she wants and you buy it for her in a pathetic attempt to impress, the problem was that she treated you like trash and so far didn’t really care for gifts you bought for her.

You went to her after class, “hey Emily”

“What do you want?”

“I.. uh.. about your birthday, it’s tomorrow”

“So?”

“I want to buy-“

“You”, she bluntly said and leaned forward.

“W-What?”

“I want you for my birthday, can you arrange that?” She asked.

“What do you mean, I don’t understan-“

“I want to own you, like some trinket, become my toy, that’s what you are already but let’s make that official”, she giggled.

You gulped, completely shocked.

“See? I knew you hadn’t had it in you”, she giggled.

“No I just.. I don't understand.. how?..” you asked in a confused voice.

“Get that shrinking virus in your blood, let me have your freedom as a birthday gift, it MIGHT make me happy”

“Listen it’s insane, I can’t-“

“You have until midnight to say goodbye to your loved ones, because for the rest of your life you’re going to be MINE”, she stood up and got really closer to you, you started having a boner just by her amazing smell, “because when you’re mine, you’re not going to see anyone but me”, she giggled, held your hand and made you touch her breast.

Your boner almost ripped off your underwear, you blushed all red and started sweating, she released her grip and made a very satisfied smile, then walked away.

You remained standing there with an awkward boner, stunned and terrified by what you’ve just heard, after a few seconds you went back to pack your bag and left for home.

You couldn’t stop thinking about what she said, at first you thought that this is ridiculous and you can’t just throw away your life, but the more time passed, the more you actually started considering it.

Being her “trinket”, it means you’ll get to see her every day, smell her, be with her.

Right now she’s all you can think about, you are being constantly tormented by the thought that you’ll never have her, maybe this is it, maybe that’s the only way you can ever be with her - as her toy, nothing more…

You sighed and shrugged it off, this is crazy.

You looked at the clock around 11pm, your opportunity is fading away, “fuck it…” you mumbled and ordered a taxi for the shrinking center, maybe this is how it meant to be, you couldn’t live with yourself if you’ve missed any chance for being with her.

Besides, that’s the last year of the degree, who knows where you or her will be next year, you might never see her again.

—————

She opened the door for the carrier, wearing pajamas and yawning in front of him, then her eyes laid on the aquarium and you had eye contact, she started laughing.

“Oh my god I knew it”, she said smiling and grabbing the aquarium from the carrier’s hands, “thanks”, she mumbled and closed the door with her leg, ignoring his handout for a tip.

“I fucking knew you would do that, SO PATHETIC”, she said while laughing, you blushed like hell as she walked back to her bed, then shook the aquarium and made you fall over the sheets.

She checked the aquarium with a smile, “wow, this is so much fancier for someone like you”, she said as she left the room with it, then came back with her leather boots, “meet your new home”, she waved with them, “after tonight, for the rest of your life that’s the only place you’ll be in”, she placed them on the floor and sat next to you.

She leaned closer and examined your hopeless terrified expression, “what is it?” She asked, so satisfied and arrogant with herself.

“E-Emily I only meant to make you happ-“

“I don’t care actually”, she said and you stopped, “you are an object now, objects don’t talk”, she giggled.

You stood in front of her, tears started flowing out your eyes.

“Do you regret coming here?” She asked, leaning even closer.

You shook your head in denial, even if it means your life is over, seeing Emily so happy made you feel like it’s worth it.

“So why are you crying?” Her smile grew wider.

You started rubbing your eyes, wiping off the tears, then you saw her opening her mouth and getting her tongue out, you embraced yourself and she licked your entire body and face, then got her tongue inside and closed her mouth.

“Mmmm… it’s salty…” she giggled, “I can actually taste your fear, that’s amazing”, she said and licked you whole again.

You fell on your butt, humiliated and scared, but still having a boner just by looking at her so amused and satisfied.

“Ahh… anyway, I think before you end your life as my insole, you owe me a thank you”, she said.

You looked at her confused, wiping off her saliva from your face.

“For letting you become my birthday gift, I’m sure that’s by far the best day of your life, so you can lick my feet until morning”, she sat down and propped her feet in front of you, you hesitated for a moment but then rushed to her sole and started licking.

“Atta boy… lick harder, if I wake up and see that you stopped - you are not going inside my boots, I’m just going to use them to crush you”, her tone was cold and strict.

You nodded miserably and kept licking, trying to pick up the pace and lick thoroughly between crevices, at some point you noticed she fell asleep but you kept licking like your life depended on it.

—————

It’s been a long night, your jaw, tongue and neck were sore and numb, it’s like you continued licking by instinct alone, her alarm clock started ringing, she put it off and gently woke up.

“You actually remained up all night?” She asked with a sore voice, stretching with a moan.

You nodded silently.

She giggled, chuckled and shook her head like it’s the most pathetic thing she ever heard, then just casually leaned forward and grabbed you, dropping you inside her right boot, the fall was high and you hit the insole with a painful thud, it made you realize that these aren’t anti-crush boots, the insole is completely normal, you started barely crawling to the toe section, thoughts running in your head, there are no holes, you’ll either drown in her foot sweat or suffocate to death, you stopped crawling and started crying - this is not a new life, it’s an execution.

You heard her humming to herself while getting dressed and ready to start her day, she started receiving phone calls, friends were wishing her happy birthday, she sat at the edge of the bed and you could see her from inside the boot, smiling and talking casually, like you weren’t even in the room, thanking random friends for wishing her a happy birthday.

“Yes I’m ready to party today, all dressed, just need to wear my boots”, she said to a friend, you crawled in panic forward, not even sure what to do, then it went dark.

Her foot was slowly sliding inside, you started screaming helplessly until her foot pinned you down to the insole, the overwhelming pressure got all the air outside your lungs, you could hear her muffled giggles from outside.

“Hope you’re comfortable, buggy”, she said and then the pressure immediately got so intense that *CRACK* you broke down and smeared all over her sole, she sighed in satisfaction and went outside to start celebrating her birthday.

(Attachment - random pic from the celebration)