Giving Yourself - Part 6, Phone Call

You worked hard on Hila’s feet, trying with everything you got to satisfy her but it seemed like she didn't give much attention to your work or progress, and since that conversation at the start of the weekend she also didn’t speak to you much.

You were a tool, she treated you like you would treat an iRobot, you were there only to eat away the dead skin off her feet, and at all other times - you were idle, waiting in your aquarium covered by the cursed white sheet.

Saturday night she talked on her phone while you took care of her feet for the 5th time today.

“Hey girl how are you???”, she shifted the phone to be on speaker and placed it at the sofa handle next to her.

“Hey what’s up? Congrats on the promotion, I read on Facebook, well deserved!”

It was the voice of Oria, her best friend since high school. Her voice is scarred in your brain, she was a bully back in school, you shared the same class in elementary school and she always mocked and teased you.

You hoped that Hila would stay discreet and won’t tell her about your situation.

“Yeah thanks, worked real hard on that.

I know it’s out of nowhere, but you remember Guy? From school?”

“Guy?”, she asked, puzzled.

“Yeah, a quiet one with not much friends, from the science class or whatever”

“Ohh Guy, wow, the nerd? What about him?”, she laughed for a moment, “forgot all about him”.

“Remember my post from last week about my feet?”

“Yeah…

Wait, no way”, she gasped.

“Ah-ah, yep”, Hila said with a smile, well your hope for her to stay discreet is lost.

“Are you for real???” Oria asked in a pitchy voice.

“Well he sent me a message that day, said he’s willing to help me, to make a long story short he’s here, like, shrunken and all”

“No way, wow, what the fuck?”

“He’s eating dead skin off my feet right now”, Hila said, half with pride and half as a joke.

“Get out, I don’t believe you”

Hila grabbed her phone, bent a little and the lense was next to you, you were in the middle of ripping off a dead skin piece with your teeth, you looked to the camera and heard the *click* sound, she bent back.

“Here, I sent you a pic”

“Wait, I'm checking.

WOW *hysterical laughing*, oh my fucking god, no fucking way, you are being serious I’m shocked”

“See?”, Hila asked and giggled.

“It’s actually him, I can’t believe it, why would he do that this is nuts, are you serious? He volunteered for it? No way, you probably kidnapped him or something, get out”.

“Oria! You know I never do such things and I had MANY opportunities, he literally begged me to do it, stop being an envious bitch”

“Ok relax, I’m just surprised, you wouldn’t believe that too.

And of course I’m envious! I had to somehow trick men into shrinking and then enslave them or purchase on the black market and you got someone just asking to be enslaved, that’s crazy”

“I guess I’m lucky…

Anyway, I didn’t just call you to share the news”

“Oh, so what for?”

“I’m going for a vacation to celebrate the promotion, and I thought maybe you can take care of him for me? I think it will be 2 weeks, still trying to book something good”

Oria paused, and you wished with all your heart that she will give Hila some excuse, being Oria’s slave is the last thing you want, it sounds horrible, just the thought made you feel unease, like there’s a huge rock on your chest.

“What?? Of course, oh my god, my feet sure need a fresh tongue, my slaves are all tired”, she started laughing, looks like Hila didn’t like it.

“Not funny, I don’t want him to be tortured or over-enslaved, just need someone to take care of him while I’m gone”

“That’s kinda lame, what’s the point then?”, Oria replied in disappointment.

“Look, I’m not saying you can’t use him, he needs to eat foot sweat and dead skin at least twice a day, I’m just asking you not to overdo it, he’s still a human and I need him”

Wow, it warmed your heart hearing Hila talking like that after taking you for granted and using you as a tool for the weekend, and it sounds like she’s protecting you in a way.

“Anyway, sure, I can take care of him while you’re gone, just come visit before you go”

“Tuesday then”

And they kept talking for a while, about Hila’s vacation and where she will go, what she plans, they talked a while about treks she will do in nature, the conversation went on and on while you continued ripping layer after layer of dead skin next to her heel, it was the hardest most dry part, you thought it’s about time to deal with this area.

Eventually she hung up, you went to the side of the foot.

“Hila?”, you asked for her attention, she was still looking at her phone.

“Hmm? Why did you stop?”, she asked, not moving her eyes from the screen.

“Sorry to disturb you, but if it’s possible, I’m ok with staying here, just leave me some food and water, I’ll be ok”

“Out of the question”, she stated.

You bowed your head down and went back to her sole.

“It’s not that I think that you won’t make it, but I can’t let you have food that is not produced from feet, it will ruin the progress your stomach is making, and don’t worry Oria have a lot of experience with shrunken slaves”.

That’s exactly what you are worried about, if she was a bully as a kid what kind of monster is she now, and the way she talked about her slaves, it sounds like she takes a lot of pleasure torturing them. It scared you to the bones.

Hila kept typing and browsing on her phone while you licked her feet, then she turned on the television, it was the longest treatment so far, and you took short breaks from time to time letting your body digest the sweat and skin you’re swallowing. Then in one of the breaks you’ve decided to try again to convince her.

“Hila?”

She sighed and looked up, rolling her eyes, “I’m trying to focus here, what???”

“I’m sorry, but maybe you can leave me with dead skin grinded from your feet, and just fill something with your sweat, instead of giving me to Oria?”

“What’s your problem? You will lick her feet like you lick mine, what’s the difference? Stop making it a big deal, get back to work, one more word and you’re back in that aquarium”, she was getting angry and impatient, you didn’t want to push it.

You bowed your head down and walked back to the foot, licking it, you were stuffed and you couldn’t swallow anything anymore but you didn’t want to go back to the aquarium so you acted like you’re working.

Once her TV show was over she pulled her feet down, “ok I think we’re done for the day”, she grabbed and placed you in the aquarium, covering you with the sheet and she actually stayed in the salon, watching another show.

It devastated you, why can’t she let you watch TV with her then, or just leave you at her feet? It’s like SHE got tired of it, you are the one getting exhausted working at her feet and eat her dry skin and she got bored of it and just placed you here while staying in the same position, you walked back and forth in the aquarium, so mad, so humiliated, you had to do something.

After maybe half an hour you started banging the aquarium wall, calling her, after a few minutes she finally noticed it and pulled off the sheet, “what is it?”.

“Can you please leave the sheet off? Or just cover the aquarium in your direction if you don’t want me to look at you, you don’t understand how hard it is to just be like that, being covered for no reason, it’s not like you are busy, please Hila”, you pleaded, with a shaky voice, swallowing down your urge to start crying.

“But we talked about it”

“Please, just let me watch the screen or something, I haven’t done anything except licking and treating your feet ever since I got here”

“But that’s exactly the point”, she suddenly smiled, “what do you mean that’s all you’ve done? that’s why you are here lol”, then she giggled.

“But… but you are still sitting here, why do you mind if I’m not covered with a sheet? It won’t change anything for you”, you felt like you were begging her for something so obvious and effortless for her.

“Sorry Guy.

But this is final, if you are not treating my feet you are waiting until the next time you treat my feet.

You can’t do or watch anything else.

That’s what all the guides about taming shrunken slaves say”

“I don’t need taming Hila, I’m here by choice, I’m a human not an animal”, you almost started crying.

“Still, it’s either licking my feet or doing nothing”, she stated again, like it’s the law or something.

“Ok, so let me take care of your feet, please”, and tears started coming out, you couldn’t believe she’s pushing you to a state where this is the only thing you can do.

“I also need some rest”, she explained, “you think it’s easy being with my feet on the table all the time?”

You didn’t even know how to respond to that, she compares being on your knees, massaging, licking, biting and swallowing dead skin from a colossal foot to rest her feet on the table, you felt that if you get one more word out you are just going to cry out loud, so you remained quiet and fought the urge to cry.

“Anyway… no, and be quiet”, she covered the aquarium again and went back to watching TV.

You just sat on the floor, frustrated, exhausted. Your mind drifted off to Oria, and how terrible it will be to have her watching over you while Hila is on vacation, it’s going to be a nightmare.

You sobbed quietly, crying, also thinking about home and how you just left everything, only now it started to sink in, you started digesting the decision you took.

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End of part 6