The Neighbours

By

Slipstream

I really don't know where to begin as no matter how I tell it, no one will ever believe me unless they get to see me. Well anyway here goes nothing. I suppose I should start by telling you that my name is Donald (no not Donald Duck) but everyone call's me Don or short stuff, shrimp, midget I'm sure your getting the picture. Well anyway I'm 24 year's old and live in a small village near Kent in England. When I was 11 year's old I just seemed to stop growing while all my friends continued to grow I stayed at the height I was then all of 4' 10" tall, hence all the nickname's I acquired. Anyway after finishing school I got a job with a local insurance firm, not a great job but it paid the bills. After a couple of years I got a transfer to there head office in Kent which suited me, you know fresh start and all that. That's when I first met Aimee, I still remember that first day, I was struggling to carry some stuff from my car and couldn't really see where I was going (I was just moving some thing's into my new house I'd just purchased) when I tripped and dropped it all. As I was picking it all up a pair of women's Nike sneaker's stepped into my view, as I looked up from the sneaker's following the long legs up to a pair of short's, then exposed belly button (which was pieced I might add) then upwards to a nice sized bust. Eventually looking into the eye's of the most beautiful looking women I'd ever seen, I was totally stunned by her beauty and drowning in those big blue eye's. Then she spoke to me.
"Hi, do you need a hand."
"What ER, well em, if you don't mind." I stuttered.
She bent down and began to pick up some of my stuff.
"Err sorry, my name's Donald, but please call me Don." I said.
"Hi Don, I'm Aimee, so your the guy that's moving in next door." She replied.
"O yea, so were neighbour's then." I said excitedly.
"We sure are."
It was then that we both stood up, only after I had finished standing up she continued to grow and grow. She was like a bloody amazon compared to me. She must have been at least 6' tall if not taller. I felt a little uncomfortable as she followed me into the house. Once we were in I asked if she would like a drink, this she gratefully accepted. After making a cup of tea we sat down at the breakfast bar.
"If you don't mind me asking Aimee how tall are you." I enquired.
"That's funny I was just about to ask you the same thing, I'm 6'1 and a bit." She replied.
"Wow that's tall, in fact I don't think I've ever met a women as tall as you, but then having said that most women are taller than myself, seeing that I'm only 4' 10." I said.
We talked for a while and see told me that all her family were tall not just her, even her kid sister Mary was taller than I was and she's only 12.
After a couple of day's of moving in, Aimee came round and invited me round for dinner as her mum and sister were looking forward to meeting there new neighbour. Not wanting to offend her I accepted. So that night armed with a couple of bottles of quality red and white wine I knocked at Aimee's front door. She opened it and invited me in, leading me into the kitchen I soon met her mum who I must say was equally attractive, I guessed her age to be no more than about 35. I remember thinking to myself that she must have been only about 16 when she had Aimee.
"Hello, I'm Aimee's mum Samantha, but please call me Sam."
"Please to meet you Sam, I'm Don, as I'm sure you've figured out." I replied.
Sam was as tall as Aimee if not slightly taller. Then I heard from behind me.
"Core mum ain't he small."
"Mary, please don't be so rude, I'm sorry Don this is my youngest Mary." Snapped Sam.
I quickly turned to she this giant kid looking down at me.
"Err hi, nice to meet you." I said nervously.
"Hi, I'm sorry, but it's nice to meet you." Said Mary excitedly.
This kid must have stood at least 5' 5" tall and she was only 12.
As the month's went by I had become good friend's with me neighbours and had found out that Sam's husband had run off with another woman 3 year's ago and that they'd never heard from him again.
I'll always remember a most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me. Sam had asked me to baby sit one night while she and Aimee were out and of course as I wasn't doing anything that particular night so I agreed. I was sitting there watching WWF wrestling with Mary (boy did she like it). When on came her favourite wrestling star CHINA, and if you've seen her then you'll know just how big she is. Anyway China was in a wrestling match against the Rock, as the fight went on I began to laugh at the way Mary was getting right into it.
"What's so funny Don." Mary enquired.
"It's you, look it's all a put on, no women would be able to knock a man about like that, no matter how big she were, I mean just look at the size of the rock, but I must admit it's well staged." I laughingly said.
Mary just looked at me and then smiled.
"Well if you think that Don, why don't you and me have a wrestle after all I'm only a kid." Mary said abruptly.
"No I don't think so Mary, just watch the Tele." I replied.
"Look's to me like the little man's scared."
"Don't be so silly, it just wouldn't be right that's all." I said nervously.
Mary then got up and went upstairs.
"Phew, that was close Don." You said to yourself.
Soon I heard Mary running back down the stairs. She entered the room and turned off the TV.
"Hey what you doing, turn that back on." I said to her.
"No I won't." Mary replied.
"Mary come on, turn it back on please."
"Why don't you make me."
"Now Mary stop playing around, and turn it back on."
"Nope, you turn it on."
I said no more and got up to switch the TV back on, but as I reached it, Mary pushed me back.
"Now Mary stop that." I said raising my voice.
"Nope, you'll have to make me."
Mary then dropped a stocking to the ground.
"And what's that for." I enquired.
"That's to tie you up with, just like China did to the Rock."
"Now come on Mary stop messing about or I'll have to tell your mum."
I was starting to worry as to where this was leading.
Before I could say anymore Mary leaped at me causing me to loose my balance and fall to the floor. Quickly she trapped my head between her thighs and began to squeeze.
"Ouch' Mary let go now." I screamed in pain.
"No way, I haven't had enough fun yet."
Try as I might I just couldn't part her legs so I did the only thing I could and pinched the inside of her leg.
"Ouch, that's not fair." She cried out while releasing her grip.
Quickly I rolled over and got to my feet.
"Sorry Mary, but that's enough."
As I turned to walk back to the sofa, Mary grabbed me from behind my ankles and pulled my legs out from under me, causing me to fall to the ground face first. Quickly she was straddled on my back forcing both my arms up my back.
"Do you give in." She yelled.
"Ouch, Mary your hurting me now let go." I cried.
"No way not until you give in."
The pain shooting up my arm's told me to swallow my pride and give in.
"Ok, ok, I give in, please I give in." I screamed in pain.
She held both my arms in place with her hand and began to tie the stocking around my wrists.
"Mary, what you doing, I said I give in."
"I know but this is what China did."
She then tied the knot good and tight and stood up, pushed me over with her foot so that I was lying on my back. Then she placed a foot on my chest and posed while singing.
"Champion, I am the champion."
"Mary, please let me go now, please."
I was feeling totally humiliated by now.
"Not yet, I think you should stay like that for a while, don't you, as it's good fun."
I started to shout at her, not a good idea considering the position I was in. All I could think of what if Aimee or Sam came home now how would I feel then.
"Shut up or I won't let you go."
"Ok, ok, but please untie me."
"O' ok then, but only if you promise you'll play with me some other time."
"Yea, course, just please let me go."
Mary then rolled me over and untied me; I quickly got my feet and went to the kitchen to get myself a stiff drink. Upon returning to the lounge Mary was lying down in front of the TV.
"Come on Mary, its time you went to bed."
"Do I have to."
"Yes, now come on."
"Ok then night Don, but remember your promise."
Mary then went up stairs to bed; I sat on the sofa and rested my still aching arms. After a while the front door opened and in walked Sam and Aimee.
"Hi Don, everything ok." Enquired Sam.
"Yea sure, no problems." I replied.
"Good, then Mary was no trouble."
"O' you know nothing I couldn't handle."

Welcome back, now where was I, o yea I remember. About 2 month's ago I was next door chatting with Sam when Mary walked in.
"Hi Mum, Don, how are you today."
"O' just fine, full of all the joy's of spring you know." I replied.
"Well what you got Aimee for her birthday." Enquired Mary.
"Mary, don't be so nosy." Said Sam.
"That's ok, but that's for me to know and for you to find out." I fired back.
"O' won't you tell us please, I bet it's something special as it's her 21st."
"Well your just have to wait and see, now won't you."
"Guess so."
Mary then left the room and myself and Sam continued to talk.
After I left I thought to myself.
"Shit, I'd forgotten about Aimee's birthday."
So with that thought I headed into town, I didn't have a clue as to what to get her. And so after going in shop after shop I came across an old curiosity shop down one of the back street's. I walked in to find that the shop appeared empty. So I just started browsing around most of the stuff looked like old rubbish but there was one thing that caught my eye. Upon closer inspection it looked to be a rather large bracelet with a small gold cage hanging from it with 3 small diamond's encased on the top. As I picked it up for closer examination and old woman, even shorter than I appeared right next to me.
"Wow, you gave me a shock." I said jumping back.
"Sorry young man, how can I help you." She replied.
"Well it's my friend's 21st birthday and I wanted to get her something special, but I don't know what. But I must say this look's really nice, but I think it might be too large for her wrist." I said.
"Well young man, that is an ancient Egyptian wishing charm, it will give to whom ever wares it 3 wishes. And it's not a bracelet for a wrist it is supposed to be worn around the ankle."
"3 wishes hay. What like Aladdin's magic lamp, are you supposed to rub it." I said jokingly.
"Make fun if you will, but what I tell you is the truth. You've no limit with the wishes you make except that you can't wish for personal gain. You know money and wealth that sort of thing. And no wish may be undone by another. So be careful what you wish for." Explained the old lady.
"Well wishes or not, I'm sure she'd love it, but how much is it." I enquired.
"You see that it's very old and it's the only one in existence as far as I know."
"Yea ok, how much."
"Well why don't you tell me how much you can afford and we'll start from there."
"Sorry Lady, just tell me how much, you think it's worth."
"Well ok then have it your way. I couldn't except any less than say 500 pound's."
"500 quid, I can't afford that, sorry lady but no deal."
"Well then how much would you be willing to pay."
"150 quid and not a penny more."
"200 pound and it's yours."
"Look lady I can't afford that how about we meet half way, say 175."
"Ok then sir, 175 pounds it is. Please just let me wrap it for you."
"Lovely, just please hurry."
The old woman returned and gave me the anklet and I gave her the money and left.
Once I'd returned home, I took the anklet out to have another good look. Upon closer inspection I could see some sort of ancient Egyptian writing on it. No it can't be, although it looked authentic enough, not for one minute did I believe the old shit she'd been feeding me. I placed it back in the box and wrapped it up.

A week had passed, it was now the day of Aimee's birthday and I couldn't wait to give her, her present. After having breakfast I went straight round next door. Mary answered the door.
"Morning Don, please come in, sorry but you'll have to excuse us as we've only just go up." She said.
"That's ok, I just thought that being Aimee's birthday you'd be up early. But of course being Saturday I forgot you all sleep in."
"Mum, Aimee, it's our favourite little man." Mary called out.
I could feel myself starting to blush after Mary had called out those words. You see she's 17 now and love's looking down at me. She also make's a point of wearing the highest heel's she got and standing next to me with her arm resting on my head. I don't really mind, as she's a really lovely young woman. After all said and done I look up to most women anyway. But I must admit I often wonder if Mary's in to that giantess stuff, you know like stuff you can find out about on the web. Come to think about it "maybe Sam and Aimee are into it as well." You know the more I think about it now I should have realised sooner, as they all seem to enjoy being so much taller and stronger than I. Anyway Mary led me into the kitchen and told me to help myself to a drink while they got dressed. So I made a pot of tea as I thought they'd enjoy a cup when they come down.
In came Sam first, and I must admit looking really hot wearing 3" heels black nylon's, knee length checked skirt and matching blouse.
"Morning Don."
"Hi Sam, shall I pour you a cuppa."
"O' please, it's just like having a little house maid." Sam Jokingly remarked.
Anyway after about 5 minute's of idle chat in walked Aimee and Mary. Now I won't bore you with there dress details, but to say they both looked great is enough. But then again I should mention there shoe's, you see Mary stand's 6' 2" in her stocking feet, well she's wearing 4" heels making her 6' 6" tall, nearly 2' taller than my puny self and Aimee's also wearing 4" heels, and boy do they look hot and huge.
"Morning birthday girl, 21 today, 21 today." I said.
After some small talk (no pun intended), I gave my present to Aimee. It was wonderful to see her face as she wrestled with the wrapping. After struggling with the paper she opened the box and to my great delight, her eyes opened wide and she smiled the biggest smile I've ever seen.
"O' Don, It's just great. Where'd you get it I've never seen anything like it before, look Mum, Mary? Isn't it just great." Aimee said excitedly.
She went to place the anklet on her wrist before I intervened.
"Aimee sorry, but it's supposed to go on your ankle or so the woman in the shop told me."
"O' ok then." Aimee replied.
She bent down and placed it around her ankle, and I must say it couldn't have looked any better on any other woman, boy are those leg's long.
As she rose, she wrapped her arm's around me and lifted me of off the ground, standing to her own great height she planted a huge kiss on my cheek and hugged me until I almost past out when Sam intervened.
"Aimee put the poor lad down your crushing him."
"Opp's sorry Don, I get carried away sometimes." Apologised Aimee.
With a very flushed face and feeling a little dizzy I said.
"No problem, I'm just glad you liked it."
"Like it, I think it's wonderful, never have I seen anything like it. Just where did you get it." Aimee enquired.
"Now that would be telling. But what I can tell you is that it's very old and supposedly give's the wearer of it 3 wishes, well that's what the old woman said anyway."
We all went out for the day and had a great time. You know it's funny the look's we get from other people you know me being so short compared to them. But I have to say that I couldn't wish for better friends.

On the following Saturday I went round as normal only to find Mary alone in the house.
"Hi Mary, where is everyone."
"O' they've gone into town and I didn't fancy going as I've had rather a busy week this week and I just wanted to long out and laze about for the day."
"Ok then, don't let me disturb you, but if you want some company I'll be in all day ok." I said.
"No Don, I mean don't go, please come in and we can have a chat or play a game on the Playstation or anything." She replied.
"Great I'd love that."
And so she set the Playstation up on the TV and asked me what game I wanted to play.
"God, I don't know anything I guess, just so long as I win I don't care."
"I've got just the game, let's see if you can get your own back." Mary said sarcastically
At first I didn't know what she meant until the game booted up, she'd put in the WWF game. I could feel myself start to blush as I'd thought Mary had forgotten about that long ago.
"Don, look at you, you've gone all red, sorry I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"A hum, that's ok it's just hot in here that's all."
"Yea, course it is. Look Don there's no need to be embarrassed, it was a long time ago and besides I was nearly 13 at the time." She said smiling at me.
Now boy did I ever feel small, yes I know that I am but I just felt tiny and I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me where I sat.
"Don would you like a rematch, and see how you'd fair now. I mean it was easy before but now you wouldn't have to take it so easy on me now would you." Mary said mockingly.
"Err no, if it's all the same with you I'll pass on that if you don't mind."
"What's the matter, is the iddy biddy little man frightened, wouldn't you like to have my great long leg's wrapped around your tiny little head. You know I could probably crush a tiny man like you with these."
She then stood up to her towering height and slapped her thighs. Shit, did I not like where this conversation was heading?
"Ok, Mary you'd beat me, you probably wouldn't even break sweat ok, is that what you wanted to hear."
"O' sorry Don, I was only kidding around, look why don't you get some practice in on the Playstation and I'll get us a cuppa ok." Mary said apologetically.
"Yea, ok that would be nice."
Mary then walked out into the kitchen. Boy was I glad to have defused that situation. Not that I was scared of course it was that I didn't want Mary to feel bad later, if you get my drift.
Mary returned shortly and we began to play the game, after about an hour, I excused myself and went upstairs to use the bathroom. As I finished and exited, Mary was standing in the hallway by her bedroom door.
"Don come in here there's something I want to show you."
"Err no Mary, I don't think me going into your bedroom would be very appropriate do you, after all what if your mum found out."
"Don don't be so silly, besides I won't tell if you don't. Look I only want to show you something that's all."
"Ok, but we'd better be quick."
I followed Mary into her room and she closed the door behind us. She then locked it and put the key on the dresser.
"Mary what you doing."
"It's ok Don it'll only take a minute I promise. Now put your hand's over your eye's and no peeking."
"No Mary this is stupid, now unlock this door and let me out."
"Look Don the sooner you do as I ask, the sooner I'll open the door. Now please cover your eye's."
"Ok, but this is stupid."
I then nervously placed both my hands over my eyes and waited.
"No peeking remember." Mary said.
"Yea I know, no peeking."
Then I heard Mary mumble something under her breath, and I suddenly felt myself getting all dizzy but no sooner had it started than it stopped.

Well hello again, I'm glad you've enjoyed my tale so far and have decided to return for another instalment. But first please let me know if you've enjoyed the first 2 parts or whether or not I'm wasting my time. You see time is precious to someone as small as me when you think of all the danger's that I face from day to day even little thing's like common house spider's. Yuck, even the mention of that word sends shiver's down my spine, now I could tell you a story about me and my battle with one of our eight legged friend's, it all began ----- no wait that's for another day. I'm sure you're fed up with my blabbering on for now so I'll continue where I last left off, now let me see where was I, Ahh yes I remember now. O' and please remember every word I write is the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth, you must remember these event's actually happened to me. Right that said now I'll continue.

I remember feeling dizzy but only for a split second and then everything seemed normal.
"Right ok, enough of this nonsense Mary, I'm going to remove my hand's now and I want you to open the door." I ordered.
I waited but Mary said nothing, which is kinda weird as Mary always has something to say (just like most women). So I slowly removed my hands from my eyes. Nervously I opened my eyes and then quickly shut them again as I couldn't believe I'd just seen what I thought I'd seen, did I see what I thought I did, no impossible I must be dreaming. So again I opened my eye's only to see exactly what I'd seen before; again I closed them and gave them a good rub.
"Right, now get a grip man, your day dreaming, you couldn't have possibly seen that now could you." I said to myself.
This time I opened first my left eye and then my right, but it was no good I still looked straight at the same thing I had before. I must be mistaken but I could swear that I was looking straight at a woman's foot. Now this may not sound strange but when I say straight at her foot I mean straight at her foot, it took my whole field vision. Slowly I reached out and touched her big toe that came up just past my knee; I stepped closer and put both hands on top of the nail. It was true I was looking at a giant toe, as I looked down into the red nail polish I could even see my own reflection, staring back at me. Now I know you think I must be off my rocker but what I'm telling you is the truth, please you have to believe me. Anyway I slowly started to edge my line of sight up to the ankle. Then slowly up her shin to her knee as I looked up further I could see no more except for the front of her knickers hundred's of feet away under her skirt which came to a halt midway up her thigh. I stood there craning my neck for a good minute before I lowered my head again. Again I looked at my reflection in her toe, and then that same toe twitched, giving me the fright of my life I can tell yea. Anyway I stepped back a few pace's and again followed her leg's up and up, then I stopped what was that I thought. Quickly I looked over to her other ankle; I was shocked by what I saw. It was the ankle bracelet that I'd bought for Aimee. Now thing's were starting to come together, and I relaxed as I now know that I'm in bed and dreaming (or so I thought) as I'd had this dream a few time's. You know the scenario, Aimee wishes me shrunk and hay presto here I am. My heart was now beating quite normally as I new I was dreaming, after all this couldn't really happen, or could it? I returned my gaze to the huge knee's towering high up there and continued to slowly look further and further up. You know it's funny the way thing's distort the further away they get as her chest looked narrower than her knee's all because it was so far away from me. Then I caught sight of her face smiling down at me from that huge height. It was Mary's face; wow this was the first time I'd dreamt of Mary normally it Was Aimee or occasionally Sam but never Mary. O well maybe that conversation we had about the wrestling caused this, or was that part of this dream as well, I'll be dammed if I can remember. Ok as this dream's happening I may as well enjoy it, you know why waste a good dream.
"Well Don, it look's as though that anklet works just fine, what do you say." Mary spoke down to me. And boy was it loud.
"Yea sure doe's, now what you going to do with me." I screamed back.
"Sorry Don, but you'll have to do better than that, as I couldn't hear a word you were saying."
"Wow, please don't shout so bloody loud, you've no idea how that hurt, and besides I don't want to wake up just yet, at least not until we've had some fun." I screamed back as loud as I could.
Placing her hand's on her hips and moving her feet apart, again Mary spoke down to me.
"Firstly Don, I didn't shout down to you it must have something to do with you being so tiny. Secondly this is no dream and your not asleep this is really happening, trust me I know."
"Yea sure, whatever. You still haven't said what it is that your going to do with me."
"Well I thought we could play the angry giantess game, you know where you're the little bug that has to escape my crushing feet. And you'll have to do well as your life depends on it."
That's funny I've never dreamt this one before.
"Well ok if that's what you want to play I'm game for a laugh."
"Right ok, I'll give you time to hide while I return Aimee's anklet only she'd go mad if she knew I'd borrowed it.
Mary then stepped over me, unlocked the door opened it and left for Aimee's room, but not before looking down at me and saying.
"Remember you don't have long little man so hide well, cos. I'll be back in a minute."
She then closed the door behind her. I stood there for a moment looking around and wondering to myself if Mary's room really doe's look like this. O' well I suppose I should at least find a hiding place. After a quick look around I found what I thought was the best place around, her shoe. As I approached it I estimated my height to be around 3", as I was as tall as the heel on her shoe. After having a look around the shoe I climbed in.
"Wow this is great, I can even smell her foot sent in the shoe. This is turning out to be the most realistic dream I've ever had." I said to myself.
So then I stood there watching the door from within the shoe just waiting for her to return. I didn't have to wait long before I heard her feet approaching the door. Then it opened.
"Ready or not here I come." She roared.
I watched from my position within the shoe as she got on her hand's and knee's and looked under the bed and any article of clothing that lay thrown on the floor. After about 10 minute's of watching this I thought to myself.
"Stupid bitch, I'm over here in your bloody shoe."
If I hadn't known any better I'd have thought she heard me because right at that moment she looked straight over at the shoe. Quickly I ducked and scrambled as far as I could into the toe end. Suddenly the shoe was lifted upside down and shaken vigorously. Fortunately I'd braced myself really solid against the innersole and the roof of the toe. After a couple of shake's she returned the shoe to the floor.
"Well Don you've done a good job, cause I'll be dammed if I can find you. Well on the count of three I want you to come out and I promise I'll not hurt you ok."
"Sod that, the game was that you had to find me so keep trying." You said to yourself.
"One, Two, Three. Well sorry Don, but you've had your chance. Now you'd better pray that I don't find you. Ha, ha."
As I lay there in the shoe it started to get dark, what the. Then her toe's appeared and stared to come closer toward me filling my entire field of vision until nearly all the light was gone and the toes were now touching me. She didn't stop there but continued pressing into the toe of the shoe, as hard as I beat on them it didn't matter and they kept on coming. I could feel my ribs start to bend under the immense pressure, then just as I was about to black out from the pain the foot left the shoe and then the shoe was quickly picked up and I was dumped out on the floor.
"Well, well look's like I win, time to meet your maker little man."
"No wait, what fun is that, why kill me when you think of all the thing's you could do with me." I said not wanting to wake up just yet.
"Yea well, what sort of thing's."
"Well I don't know, maybe you could wear me as jewellery or something. And what about the great the thing's that I could do for you like paint your toe nails and many other things."
"You know that could be quite good fun, maybe I will keep you around for a while longer." She said while holding her chin in her hand.
Just then there was a knock at the bedroom door and it began to open.

Well, well I see your back for more, but I'm sorry, you see I'm having trouble remembering where it was that I left off last time. Only believe me I don't get the time to read what I've written, and besides it's hard reading when the letters are as tall as you are. Sorry to keep you waiting only Aimee will be back shortly and she'll tell me where I need to begin. "Mary had a little lamb, who's fleece were white as snow, and everywhere that Mary went." About time Aim's the reader's are waiting, please excuse me for a minute. Please feel free to have a toilet break or put the kettle on or whatever it is you do at the adverts.

Sorry about that now let us began.
From my position on the floor looking up at the giant Mary, she had a startled look on her face as the door was knocked and then began to open. Before I could even think of moving Mary's huge foot sped over and rested on top of me, pinning me helpless to the ground. Could I move? No. Could I breathe? Only just but it was bloody hard I can tell you. I tell you what it's really frightening to have something so large pinning you down, making you feel so helpless. It didn't matter how hard I tried I just couldn't move her foot. I suddenly thought of these poor coal miners and what it must be like for them when they have a cave in and have hundreds of ton's of earth just waiting for that final shift before it crush's you. Anyway the door opened and although I couldn't see anything I could here who it was.
"Hi Mary, can I come in." Asked Sam.
"ERR, hi Mum, yea of course." Stuttered Mary.
Mary then dragged her foot back along the floor taking me along for the ride. She had slid back far enough to enable her to sit on the edge of her bed. I tried to scream as I was being dragged back by her toe's as I could feel the friction between my back and the carpet building up giving me friction burn's. You'll know what I "mean if you've ever played soccer on an artificial pitch and been stupid enough to make a sliding tackle". Although I was fully clothed my polo shirt had been dragged up my back as I was dragged along.
"Well Mary, what have you been doing all day." Enquired Sam as she sat next to Mary on the bed.
"O' you know this and that, nothing much just lazing about." Replied Mary.
"Have you seen Don today, only we knocked at his door and there was no answer."
"No, ERR, not seen anyone all day."
"That's funny."
"What's funny."
"Well there were 2 cup's downstairs, and there were 2 controller's set up on the Playstation."
"O' yea sorry I forgot, Don did come over earlier, and we had a game, but he said he had to go into town for awhile. That was a couple of hour's ago."
"I do hope you weren't wrestling him again."
"Mum really, that was years ago, I wish I'd never told you now."
"Well you know how much I envy you doing that, I only hope that one day I'll get the chance."
"Mum your rotten, he's only small and wouldn't stand a chance against you."
"I know, but that's half the fun. You know having a little man under your complete control."
Mary then laughed a little and started to move her toe's up and down as if to emphasise the point to me.
"What's so funny."
"Well I do know exactly what you mean. But wouldn't you like him even smaller."
"What do you mean, or should I say how small?"
"Well I don't know, 3" maybe."
"Now the thought of Don that size make's me go all funny in the stomach."
"Mum your terrible."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing and quite frankly I'd had enough of this dream and was hoping I'd wake up soon. But at least having been dragged back I could now look up and breathe easily from my position, now that my head lay between Mary's toes. Anyway the 2 women conversed for a while longer before Sam got up and left.
Mary then removed her foot from on top of me.
"About time, that was most uncomfortable I can tell you. And Mary your feet stink."
"God, Don I thought she'd never go. Sorry about that only I couldn't let Mum see you, she'd have gone mad."
"Mary, look it doesn't matter, after all this is my dream and everything that happens is totally under my control."
Mary then reached down to pick me up. I stumbled back as her huge fingers completely entrapped me, she then raised me to her face, opening her hand and allowing me to sit in her palm.
"Don, do you really think this is a dream, come on think about it, you really don't dream of stuff like this. Do you?"
Blushing slightly, I replied.
"Well yea sometimes, I mean I live in a world of giant's anyway, only in my dream's there all giant women and I'm even smaller. Good job it's only a dream as I'd never tell you this for real."
A big smile then appeared on Mary's face.
"O' come on Don, you really think your in control." Said Mary rather sarcastically.
"Well yea."
Then I suddenly felt pain on my back as I shifted in her hand.
"Ouch, that hurt's." I cried out.
"What hurt's."
"O' nothing it's just that when you dragged me along the carpet it burnt my back."
"I'm sorry, here let me see."
I turned my back to her and lifted up my shirt.
"Shit Don, that look's painful."
"Yea, I must admit it feel's kinda sore."
Mary then stood up and carried me into the bathroom. After placing on the soap dish next to the sink she said.
"Ok Don take off your shirt and I'll clean up your back."
"ERR ok."
I removed my shirt, then Mary picked me up by my leg's and dangled my under the cold water tap. She giggled as she turned on the cold water. Suddenly the pain was gone only to be replaced with the greatest shock I've ever experienced. It was absolutely freezing and I found it hard to catch my breath, but I must admit the burning had stopped. After about 5 minute's of this torture, Mary removed me from under the flow and turned off the faucet.
"Feeling better, hee, hee." She enquired laughingly.
"B-b-better, t-t-hat w-w-was b-b-bloody f-f-freezing." I stuttered out.
"Now then Don, don't you think had this been a dream you'd have woken up by now."
"Dream, it's turning into a nightmare."
Mary then burst out laughing. Quickly I bought my hands to my ears as the noise was deafening. When suddenly,
"KNOCK, KNOCK."
"Hey what's going on in their, hurry up I need to pee."
"Shit Don, it's Aimee, I can't let her see you."
In a flash Mary pulled up her shirt and stuffed me into her cleavage.
"Sorry Aim's, won't be a minute."
God I thought I'd died and gone to heaven, I couldn't believe that I was wedged between Mary's breasts. If I was cold before it didn't take me long to warm up as I'm sure you can appreciate. Mary then straightened herself and told me to be quiet, she then opened the door.
"Hi Aim's, sorry I took so long."
"That's ok, but who was you talking too?"
"Talking too, Ah no, I wasn't talking I was just singing under my breath."
Although I was quite comfortable in here I thought that it was about time I spent a little time with Aimee so I started to yell.
"Oi Aimee in here."
But before I could let out another yell, Mary squeezed her tits together, completely engulfing me in her ample bosom.
"What was that?" Aimee enquired.
"Opp's sorry, just a bit of wind, you know my stomachs been making all kind's of funny sound's all day." Replied Mary.
Meanwhile I was starting to panic as I couldn't breathe and was beginning to wonder if this wasn't a dream after all. As Mary began to walk back to her room she stopped pressing on her tits. Great just in time I can breathe again. As Mary walked I was on the greatest ride I'd ever been on, with each step her bosom bobbed up and down and swung left to right, it was really great fun. As Mary closed her bedroom door behind her she lifted up her top and retrieved me from between her bosom. Then to my surprise roughly dropped me onto her huge bed.
"Hey, be careful, you could've hurt me." I said angrily.
"Yea ok, what are you worried about after all its only a dream, isn't it?"
"Well I'm not so sure anymore."
"Give that man a peanut, at long last the penny's dropped. And when I tell you to be quiet, I mean it ok."
First I didn't know what to say as I was in total shock, as I couldn't believe this had really happened. Maybe the old woman spoke the truth after all.
"Mary please get me back to normal, I've had enough fun and game's. Please I don't want to stay like this any longer."
"Yea ok Don, but I'll have to wait until Aimee goes out before I can get the anklet again."
"Ok, ok, but how long will that be."
"I don't know. I think she's going out later with Abby, but I'm not sure."
Just then Sam called Mary for dinner.
"Sorry Don, but I have to down for dinner, I promise I won't be long and I'll bring you some scrap's back, that is if you're hungry."
"I'm famished, and please hurry back."
"I will. Now I need to find some place safe to put you for now."
Mary then picked me up from bed and carried me over to her dressing table, opened up her Jewellery box and deposited me inside.
"There you go nice and safe."
"Wait a minute, Nooooo." I screamed.
But my scream fell on deaf ears as the lid came down, leaving me in total darkness. I heard the key turn and lock the box shut. What could I do, nothing, that's right nothing. So I decided to make the best of a bad situation, I made myself as comfortable as possible and relaxed as best I could.

Hello people I'm back your friendly little mate Don. Now I see that you've taken the time to read my story but please leave some ratings so that I'll know if you want me to continue or not, cause I'm sure you can appreciate the time involved in writing this. Enough said let's get back to the story. Now if I remember correctly Mary had just locked me in her jewellery box.
As I sat there in total darkness I remember thinking to myself "could this really be happening or have I had an accident and I'm in a coma or something of that nature." It didn't take long for me to drop off to sleep.
I was awakened by my whole world being shaken about.
"What the hell's going on." I cried out.
Then from outside of my prison I could here Aimee cursing to herself.
"I bet there in there, that's why she's locked it. I'll kill her she's always borrowing my jewellery and never returning it. Now where's she hid the key."
"Aimee it's me Don, please hear me." I called out.
But it was no good; Aimee would never hear my little voice from inside here.
Again the jewellery box was shaken about and then tilted backwards, causing myself along with the rest of the contents to smash into the back wall. I found myself trapped under various items of jewellery.
"What the hell are you doing. Put down my jewellery box." Yelled Mary.
"Where's the key, I want my earring's back." Replied Aimee.
"What earring's, I haven't got your bloody earring's. Now put that down."
"You must have, your always taking my stuff without asking."
Aimee then put the jewellery box down with a bump. Leaving me still trapped. I was in a lot of pain and hoped I wasn't injured too badly.
"Aimee what earring's, I promise you I haven't touched your stuff."
"You know the ones with the small dolphin figure hanging from them."
"You might try asking Mum, as I think she borrowed them."
"Opp's sorry, now you mention it I seem to remember Mum borrowing them."
"That's ok, but next time you might try asking first."
"Yea ok, point taken. See you later."
Aimee then left the room. Mary quickly rushed over to the jewellery box and unlocked it. Slowly she lifted the lid to find me buried under her necklaces and other trinkets.
"Don are you ok." She enquired.
"Yea, I'll live, I think."
"Ha, ha, you look really funny buried under there."
"Good I'm glad you find it amusing. Now do you mind I could do with a hand here."
"Opp's sorry, of course."
Mary then lifted all the trinkets off of me and then picked me up and placed me on the dresser next to the box. I then stood up and brushed myself down. Although I was a bit bruised there didn't seem to be any serious damage.
"Here you go Don, some dinner for you."
Mary then handed me a small piece of chicken along with some cheese and a piece of tomato. It was far more than I could ever eat but I ate as much as I could. The cheese and tomato didn't pose to many problems but the chicken was rather hard to chew. All the while Mary just sat there watching me with that big smile of hers.
"Enjoying the show are we."
"Sorry Don, I didn't mean to stare, only you look so cute."
"What you mean I wasn't cute before."
"Now come on, you know that's not what I meant. After all you must have known I've had a crush on you since you first moved next door."
Blushing, and feeling quite proud (after all to have someone as good looking as Mary fancy me is a good feeling) I replied.
"Yea, I did wonder in fact it makes my feel good inside just thinking about it."
"Ah you're so sweet."
Mary then picked me up and planted a huge kiss on my face and I do mean my entire face.
"You know what Don, I could just eat you up."
"Well I hope you don't mean that literally."
"No of course not silly."
"Look not wanting to change the subject but I would like to grow back again sooner rather than later."
"Gosh, I'm sorry, let me just see if Aimee's gone out yet."
Mary then walked to the bedroom door and opened it; she then poked her head out for a minute, and looked left and rights down the hallway.
"Good the coast is clear, I think she's gone. Just wait there I'll be back in a sec."
As if I'm going anywhere, really sometimes. I stood and watched as Mary left the room and quietly closed the door behind her. As I waited for her return I decided to have a look around. "You wouldn't believe just how big everything is." The first thing I walked up to was Mary's hairbrush, although she kept it fairly clean there were still some of her hair's in it, I reached out and touched one. Now to me this hair could have been the strongest nylon rope known to man, I mean it was just so thick and strong. I managed to pull one of the hairs free and attempted to break it, but there was just no way I'd ever be able too. I know we can all imagine what it must be like to be 3" tall, I mean I tried myself but until your actually this height you just don't realise how many dangers there are in a world of giants. Believe me if you were in my position you'd know exactly what I mean. And if any off you normal sized folk want to swap with me then I'll only be too pleased. God if only that were possible, I'd even sell my soul to the devil just to be normal for one day. Well enough of that I'm sure you're not interested in my moans. As I walked further along the dresser I came upon an open lipstick tube laying on it's side, to me it looked so huge so I decided to try and lift it back up onto it's end just to see how I measured up against it. Big mistake, I nearly done my back in trying to lift it so I quickly gave up on that idea. Just then the bedroom door opened, it was Mary.
"Right then I'm ready when ever you are." I said excitedly.
"Um, I'm sorry Don, please don't be mad only I think Aimee's worn it out tonight. I'm sorry."
"O' shit. Now what are we going to do, I can't stay like this any longer. Honestly Mary I wish you'd thought this through before making your wish, you really are a stupid dumb arse."
"No you're the dumb arse, just remember pal I'm the only one that can return you to normal, now if I were you I'd remember that."
Did I feel a Pratt or what? Of course she was absolutely right what was I thinking off. With a bit of smooth talking maybe I can repair the damage.
"Sorry Mary, I didn't mean that, it's just that I feel so vulnerable right now, I'm sure you can understand that. Please forgive me I know it was just a bit of fun and after all you didn't know it would work (Smooth or what ere)."
Mary's face changed from a look of anger to a look of concern.
"No Don, you're right I was stupid, but I promise you I'll put this right as soon as possible."
"Well ok, I don't think there's any point getting upset as there's not a lot we can do about it at the moment."
"You're right. But what am I going to do with you, I've arranged to meet Beth tonight and I don't want to leave you on your own."
"That's all right, I'll be ok, just don't lock me in the jewellery box."
"Look I've a better idea, why don't I take you with me."
"No Mary, I don't think that's such a good idea, besides where would you keep me."
A mischievous smirk appeared on Mary's face.
"Well I'm sure I could find a nice warm place for you. But you'll have to wait, as I need to get ready. I'm sorry but I can't have you watch me change so in you go."
Mary then picked me up between her thumb and finger and deposited me into the jewellery box.
"Wait Mary, please I don't like it in here." I screamed out loud.
"Shshshshush, stop that squeaking."
She then closed the lid on me. Again I was plunged into total darkness. I was surprised that I didn't hear the key lock so I attempted to lift the lid. But I was just to small and weak I couldn't even lift it far enough to see light, so I just sank down onto my butt and waited for Mary to let me out.
I had been sitting in here for a good 20-minute's now and was starting to get pretty anxious at the thought of Mary taking me out with her. I know she means well and would probably look after me, but what if something went wrong and she lost me, how long would I last in a world of giants. That's it my mind was made up I'll just insist that she leaves me here, even if it means staying in this bloody prison. I was suddenly broken from my thoughts as Mary called to me.
"Don I'm ready, now close your eye's and don't look until I tell you to ok."
O' well I suppose I should play her silly games, so I closed my eyes and waited. I could see the light enter my prison through my eyelids, then I felt myself being pinched between Mary's enormous thumb and finger. Slowly she lifted me out and placed me on a soft surface.
"Keep them closed, wait until I tell you."
I stood there feeling totally stupid but I did as she asked. As I waited I could feel the ground tremor with each thud of her feet.
"Ok you can open them now."
I opened my eyes. Mary had placed me on the floor below the dresser and she was standing just in front of the door to her room. My mouth fell open never before had I seen anyone look so stunningly beautiful.
"Well what do you think." Mary asked.
"ERR, em, I, well." I blabbered.
Never before had I been so lost for words.
"Come on, what do you think, do I look ok."
"Mary words can't describe just how good you look, in fact I've never seen anyone look so fantastic."
"Really, you mean it." Mary said excitedly.
I suppose I'd better tell you just how good she looked. Working from her top down. Her hair was just brushing her shoulders; her makeup was just enough to complement her natural beauty. She wore a red short sleeved low cut top that clung to her body like a second skin showing off her perfect figure. A short black skirt with black nylon's and a pair of black 4" chunky heeled shoes. I'm sorry but my description doesn't really do her justice but at least you get the picture.
Mary then walked over to me, bent down and picked me up.
"Right then my little friend lets find a good place to keep you nice and safe."
"No wait Mary, if you don't mind I'd rather you didn't take me, after all I'd only be a burden to you."
"Don't be silly, I wouldn't dream of going out without you. And really you wouldn't be a problem."
"Look Mary, to be totally honest I wouldn't feel safe, I mean what if you lost me or something."
"Don your coming with me and that's final, and you needn't worry I'll take good care of you." Mary said sharply.
"Ok then if you insist. But where do you plan on putting me."
Mary then walked over to her wardrobe and retrieved a small red handbag.
"There you go you'll be safe in here."
Before I could protest, Mary dropped me in along with her purse and lipstick waved her fingers at me and then closed the bag shut. This was a totally new experience for me I could feel the bag banging against her hip with every thundering step she took. It wasn't long before I began to feel sick. It was strange how I could hear everything going on around me and not being able to be part of it. I could tell from the noise that we had entered a pub or wine bar. Then I heard Mary greet her friend.
"Hi Beth, sorry I'm late."
"That's ok, just got here myself. What would you like to drink."
"White wine would be fine please."
I soon got bored listening to the chatter of these 2 young girls and felt as though Mary had forgotten about me. For the next couple of hour's all I saw of Mary was her gigantic hand enter the bag every once in a while to retrieve her purse and on one occasion she dropped the purse right onto me almost knocking me unconscious.

By now I was feeling quite depressed and wished she'd left me at home, at least there I could have relaxed and slept a little as it was this place was just so noisy that it was just impossible to sleep. Suddenly I could feel Mary walking again. "Great, maybe she's going home." I thought to myself. I felt the bag move and then light came streaming in blinding me momentarily. As my eyes adjusted I could see Mary's huge beautiful face peering in at me.
"Hi little one, hope your enjoying yourself."
"Hi Mary, are we home yet?"
"No I'm in one of the toilet stalls, I just thought I'd check on you."
"Please Mary, can we go home only I'm bored."
Mary's smile disappeared and was replaced by an evil look.
"Bored are we, well I guess I'll just have to find you something to do, you ungrateful little shit." Mary roared.
Just then Beth called in.
"Mary you ok, who you talking too."
"ERR, yea I'm ok Beth, just clearing my throat." Replied Mary.
"Ok then, I'll meet you back at the table, don't be long."
"Sure won't."
"Right then you where was I."
Mary then roughly plucked me out from within her purse.
"Mary please, I'm sorry just don't hurt me." I pleaded.
"O' your gonna be sorry alright."
Mary then reached down and lifted up her skirt and pulled out the elasticised waist of her red silk panties.
"Any last request's, ha, ha."
"No Mary you can't be serious, please don't. I'll do anything just please, not in there." I begged.
But my pleading was ignored and I was dumped into her bushy nether regions. I struggled to hold onto her pubic hairs as her huge finger followed after me pushing down until I was resting face down with the back of me firmly pressed between her soft moist lip's. The finger retreated and the panty elastic snapped back in to place holding me tight. The smell of her womanhood completely surrounded me, infact it was quite intoxicating. I felt her stand up and shuffle about and pat her skirt back down her legs. She then began to walk, with each step she took I could feel the sucking of the cavern behind me just wanting to consume me. I spread my arms and leg's out as best I could to stop myself from being swallowed. Soon she had sat down again. I found out that it was useless to try and escape after all even if I could, where would I go, I'd probably get stepped on and mashed into the ground without anyone ever knowing.

I had been this way for a good hour now and I think she was beginning to get quite exited as I could feel her juice's starting to flow and she was fidgeting about rather a lot. Now I know all men (except for our gay friends) would jump at the chance of getting into this amazon's panties and believe me I was one of them but being in the position I'm in now you can forget it, this was no fun at all. Her juices were completely soaking both her panties and I. In fact I'd swallowed quite a lot and was afraid that I might choke to death. The heat was close to the point of unbearable and it wasn't long before I passed out.

Boy o boy we are keen aren't we, we're back again I see. I know how it is you just want to see what sort of hero I really am don't yea. Well I can tell yea right now I'm no bloody hero just some unlucky short arse git. O well back to the story I suppose.
I awoke to complete darkness and silence. I realised that I was still trapped inside Mary's silk panties and I guessed that we were home and that she had crashed out in bed forgetting about me (probably too much wine). Anyway I thought that this might be as good a time as any to try and make my escape and hopefully make contact with either Aimee or Sam. But as I tried to move my arms it soon became apparent that I was stuck fast to her panties. It must be that her cum had dried and bonded me to them. I tried to wriggle free but it was no use I just couldn't. I didn't have much choice did I so I just made the best of a bad situation and went to sleep (or at least I tried)?

It was a long night and one of the most uncomfortable I'd ever had. Then I heard an unfamiliar voice.
"Mary are you awake."
"What, um, o' yea, what time is it." Mary said groggily.
"It's 09.50, is it ok if I go and use the shower."
"Yea, course it is, you didn't need to ask."
"Ok great, I won't be long."
Mary then rolled over onto her front. It's a good job I was laying low otherwise she'd have crushed me. I still can't believe she hasn't remembered I'm down here. I tried to shout but found nothing came out except for a slight grunt. It must have something to do with all of her cum I swallowed last night.
Pretty soon I heard the bedroom door open and footstep's approach the bed.
"Mary come on, get up."
It was that strange voice again, but I knew I'd heard it before but just couldn't place it.
"Yea ok." Grunted Mary still not moving.
Suddenly my world became lighter. Whom ever the sweet voice belonged to had just pulled back the sheets. Quickly Mary rolled onto her back and sat up.
"Bloody hell Beth, what's wrong." Mary yelled.
"Nothing's wrong, its just time to get up you lazy lump." Beth replied.
That's it Beth I knew I knew it. But then again what did I care who's bloody voice it was.
"God, how much did we drink last night, my head feels really sore."
"I'm not sure, after all I wasn't counting."
"Yea ok very funny."
"Well come on then hurry up and get ready I'm starving."
"Go and help yourself, Mum and Aim's are probably out anyway."
"Ok then, I'll see you soon."
Beth then left the room. Mary slowly got to her feet and dragged herself into the bathroom. As she locked the bathroom door she reached in and switched on the power shower. Then I waited as she began to remove her panties. As she pulled them down I could feel the pubic hairs releasing their grip on my back as they broke free from the sticky hold. It wasn't long before I was lying on the ground between her feet. From my point of view all I could see was the side of her enormous left foot twist on it's toes as she stepped out of the panties and stepped into the shower cubical. I was indeed shitting myself, as she still hadn't noticed me stuck to her knickers. Again I tried to wriggle free, but my efforts were futile. I was completely covered now and could only see under a small gap were the fabric lay wrinkled. It wasn't long before I heard the shower stop and then I saw Mary's huge foot crash next to me dripping wet. Her foot slid under the silk, then she lifted it up by her toe before kicking it crashing into the side of the washing basket. The g force I experienced must have been on par with that of a jet fighter pilot in a steep dive. As I lay there stunned I could hear Mary curse.
"Shit."
Mary continued to dry herself totally unaware of my presence. Again I felt my world lift and this time drop suddenly as she deposited me in the basket. I could do nothing but just lay there stretched out and stuck to these sexy silky panties. I heard Mary leave the bathroom and it all went dark as she turned out the light.

I had been here for a good couple of hours now and still couldn't believe she hadn't remembered about me, when to my great delight the light came on. I heard the wicker lid being removed and thought I was saved. But something was wrong I was just gathered up with the rest of the dirty washing. O' no shit, it's Sunday, Sam always does the washing on a Sunday. I could feel myself being bunched up and carried along with all the other washing and I don't mind admitting to you now, I actually pissed my pants I was that scared. It was a long journey from the bathroom down to the cellar (which by the way is where the washing machine is kept. These old houses used to have coal fires, but now most of the houses have had there coal cellars converted into another room). Sam then dropped the washing on the floor and opened the washing machine ready to put in the first wash; lucky for me I was at the bottom of the pile so hopefully I'd be part of the second wash. Soon I felt the weight on top of me grow lighter as Sam filled the machine, then to my great relieve I heard the god dam thing start it's cycle. Shit the noise was deafening but I had no choice but to just lay there and listen to every spin and bump.

An hour had passed and the machine had grown quiet, then I heard the smacking of footsteps as someone came down the cellar stairs. Please let it be Mary, please I pray she's remembered me. Whoever it was had just stepped on the pile of clothes that I was under causing my world to bump up slightly by the weight of her foot next to me. I could hear her unload the washer then before long I felt the weight on top of me grow lighter and lighter I knew then that I didn't have long left and just resolved myself to dying. I know they say never give up but I'm sorry that's bollocks, when your in a no win situation what can you do, jack shit that's what. Anyway my panties were the last to get picked up, Sam's hold almost crushed me there and then as she pushed me into the washer. The last thing I heard was the latch on the door lock shut and I just waited for the machine to start. But to my great relieve minutes passed and still no sound. What's happened I remember thinking to myself, now don't get me wrong I wasn't complaining? I lay there for another good hour just waiting for it all to end when suddenly I heard the machine door open and felt something else being placed in the washer next to me. Next the door shut and locked then I heard the program being selected and the machine kick into action. I didn't want to die like this but it looked as though my time was up as I heard the sound of water start to fill the drum. Shortly after the drum started to slowly spin round and I was getting bumped and twisted from all directions. I realised that the item placed in a short while ago was the wash ball as the powder was starting to invade my panties (not my panties but you know what I mean). Then as quickly as it had began everything stopped and went really quiet. Then I'm sure I could hear the water drain away it was as if someone had interrupted the cycle, god yes please let that be true maybe all is not lost after all. I began to get renewed hope. Then my prayers were answered and I heard the door unlock and suddenly felt someone fishing around in the drum.
"Mum I'm sorry but I know it's in here somewhere."
Strange I thought, never have I heard a pair of knickers referred to, as it's normally it's there but who gives a shit just as long as I get out?
"Phew, that's a relieve, found it."
Hey found what, I'm still in here, then to my horror the door shut again and then I realised it wasn't Mary's voice but Aimee's, in my excitement I didn't really pay much attention. Once again I heard the program being selected and the machine buzz into action. I began to cry after all I thought I was on the brink of salvation, only to be knocked back in the most mind shattering way. The drum began to fill with water and then started rotating slowly, first a few spins to the left and then to the right. I could now feel the silk panties getting damp and my bonds quickly loosened, although I was now free of my captive knickers I was still scrunched up in them and in the bloody washing machine, so really I was no better off. The drum quickly filled and began rotating quicker and quicker, lucky for me it was set for a cold wash as I was in with the delicate's. Slowly I began to escape the panties. At least the drum was only filled half way with water and most of the clothes soaked it up but believe me it was still difficult to stay alive. I was not sure of which way to head but I just picked a direction and stuck with it. Boy this was hard going, but luckily for me I'd chose the right way as there in front of me was the clear glass door. Although everything was spinning I could make out a figure standing outside. "It looked to be Aimee," she was ironing. Soon this would all be over, as I knew once it had finished its wash the fast rinse and spin would kill me. I watched as Aimee disappeared back up the stairs. Everything then went still and the water began to drain, "well this is it I thought game over man." Then like a speeding bullet I saw Mary running toward the machine, She quickly switched it off and forced open the door, I flowed out with the remaining water and landed plumb on her right foot. She hadn't noticed me and was emptying the machine quickly. I was too weak with exhaustion to even move I just held on to her nylons as best I could and hoped she'd eventually see me. After rummaging around in the machine for a good 10 minutes, she gave up looking, replaced the wet clothes and restarted the machine it was then that she spotted me sprawled on her foot. I remember her picking me up before I passed out.

When I eventually awoke; feeling warm and refreshed as I opened my eyes all I could see was Mary's worried face.
"Thank god you're ok Don."
"Please don't hurt me anymore, please." I begged her.
"It's ok Don I won't hurt you. Please forgive me for what happened last night I'm afraid I had one to many wines. I know that's no excuse for what I did but please can you find it in you're heart to forgive me."
"Yea of course Mary whatever you say just please don't hurt me."
I was so scared I'd have said anything to please her.
"Don please, I'm not going to hurt you ever again and look what I've got."
There in her hand was the anklet the cause of all this trouble.
"O' god Mary please return me to normal, quickly please."
"Calm down Don, I'll return you to normal but first you have to promise me that you've forgiven me and that you'll never tell a soul about what happened, deal."
"Yes deal, anything just return me to normal."
"Promise."
"I promise I'll never tell a soul and I totally forgive you. Let's just forget it ever happened."
She raised me to her lips and nearly sucked me into her mouth while kissing me, it was then that I realised I was naked.
"Mary where's my clothes."
"Opp's sorry they were all wet so I took them of off you and put them on the radiator to dry, they shouldn't be long."
I had quickly covered my manhood with my hands.
"Well doesn't matter Mary just make me big again."
"What without your clothes, I don't think so. Remember mum and Aimee are downstairs just think of what they'd say if they caught you leaving my room naked or worse still what they might do to you."
"Yea ok I guess you're right, but how long will I have to wait."
"Not long I hope, look why don't I get us some lunch while we wait, it'll help to pass the time."
"Good idea, I could do with something to eat."
Mary then carefully placed me on the dresser and went to get us some food. While she was gone I had a real up close look at the anklet. You know it really was lovely and was crafted so well, the little cage on it even had a small door that opened and a latch to keep it shut. But it was small, even too small for me to fit into, infact at a rough guess I'd need to be about «" tall or maybe a touch smaller to fit inside comfortably.
Sharply the bedroom door opened giving me a start, it was Mary. She came over and sat down at the dresser with a plate of ham and cheese sandwiches. Mary then broke off a small piece for me and we both ate. After we'd finished Mary went and got my clothes and handed them to me. To say I broke all records for the quickest dresser would be an understatement. I watched as Mary put the anklet around her ankle.
"Right then Don are you ready."
"Yes please hurry."
"Ok, but I must tell you something first."
"Quickly then, what."
"Well you know when I put you in my panties last night, it was something I'd been itching to do since the moment you first shrank, but I needed the drink to enable me to do it. I'll let you into a little secret I found the whole experience fantastic, is that so wrong of me."
"ERR, no we all have fantasies, and if you actually get the chance to have your fantasy come true then you should grab it with both hands and don't let go just as long as both parties are willing."
"Ah you're so cute, maybe I'll just keep you like that then you could live in my panties full time."
I almost fell over with shock, what had I just said to her am I mad or maybe deep down I enjoyed it to, all except for the washing of course.
"Don't look so worried I was only kidding, now come here."
Mary then picked me up and placed me on the floor. Stepping back and standing straight up she said.
"Ok Don you ready."
"O' you better believe I'm ready."
"Right then here goes, I wish Don were back to his normal Height."
I waited for the dizziness to start but it didn't, nothing happened.
"Mary try again." I screamed out.
"Ok, I wish Don were back to his normal height"

"Hi and welcome back. Right now let's see where was I, Ahh yes I remember Mary had just wished me back to my normal size for the second time."
I waited with baited breath, but still nothing happened.
"Shit Mary, I don't believe this you must be doing something wrong." I yelled out.
"Hang on Don, I've got an idea, maybe if I whisper the wish as I did the first time, it might work."
Mary then whispered the wish but still nothing happened.
"Well come on hurry up." I called out.
"I've wished already, I don't understand this." Replied Mary.
"O' god, please I don't want to stay like this anymore. Mary try putting the anklet on your other ankle."
"Ok, just wait a minute."
Mary then put the anklet on her other ankle and made the wish. But still no change.
"You great big stupid dumb arse bitch, what have you done to me, am I to live like this for good, the size of a bug." I cried out angrily.
Mary looked down at me with those great big eyes and just smiled.
"That's just great, now you think its funny. I'm sorry but I don't find this very amusing. In fact if I had the anklet I'd wish you smaller than me just to teach you a lesson."
I was so mad that I'd lost all fear and said things that I'd later come to regret.
"I'm sorry Don, but if you could see yourself, ranting and raving like a demented toy soldier then you'd find it funny."
"O' really, I'm glad you find it amusing, I mean what a plus for me the tiny man can still make a giant bimbo laugh."
"Don, that's enough, don't push your luck." Mary said sternly.
"Or what, getting upset are we, well guess what shit head, I don't care so screw you."
Then before I knew what was happening, Mary's huge hand engulfed me, and lifted me up off of the floor at a frightening pace. It wasn't until I was level with her face that my stomach finally caught up with me.
"Don you little bug, apologise now." Mary said this with a look of anger in her eyes.
But still my mouth kept shouting obscenities at her. I was just so mad I couldn't help myself.
"Ok then have it your way." She said to me.
Mary then walked over to her dresser, opened up her jewellery box and dropped me in.
"Right then you can stay in here until your ready to apologise."
Mary then shut down the lid and I heard the key turn and lock, all the while I kept shouting. Mary then left the room. Slowly I began to calm down, eventually sinking to my knees and sobbing in the darkness.
After an hour or so I had regained some self-control and began to think a lot clearer. There must be something she's doing wrong, but what. Then it hit me, I remembered what the old women had said that one wish can't be undone by another. I kept repeating it over and over in my head. But no matter how hard I thought about it this was the only logical explanation as to why Mary's wish hadn't returned me to normal. I knew then that I was trapped in this tiny body and that there was no way of returning too normal. What was to become of me after all I can't look after myself as even the simplest of tasks were beyond me. The realisation of my predicament made me wish I'd never upset Mary and said those horrible things to her, as she was the only one that knew off me. To my surprise, light suddenly flooded into my prison, Mary had returned and as I was so lost in my thoughts I hadn't heard her. My eyes quickly adjusted and I looked up into her beautiful huge face.
"Mary I'm so sorry please forgive me, I didn't mean to call you those names but I was just so angry." I said pleadingly.
"Well I should hope so. But I've been thinking and maybe I should be saying sorry to you as its my fault that your like you are, so I'm sorry as well." Mary replied.
Mary then reached down and picked me up, I adjusted myself and sat there looking up at her from the palm of her hand.
"Mary I've been doing some thinking of my own and I remembered one thing the old lady said to me when I purchased that damn anklet."
"Yea, and what was that."
"Well she said that one wish couldn't be undone with another. In other words I'm stuck like this forever."
"Why didn't you tell us that when you gave the anklet to Aimee."
"You know, I just thought that it was the old selling trick and besides I'd forgotten most of what she'd told me."
"Well I suppose I can understand that. But what if I wished you back to say 4ft 9 _ would that not work."
"God your brilliant, I hadn't thought of that."
With renewed hope Mary placed me on the floor and left to get the anklet. Soon she returned.
"Ok then Don lets give it a go. I wish Don was 4ft 9 _ inches tall."
But to my great disappointment nothing happened.
"Well it was worth a try." I said despondently.
"I'm sorry Don."
Mary then left to return the anklet before Aimee found out it was missing.
Upon her return she once again lifted me up and placed me on her open palm.
"Well then Don it looks as though it's just you and me now."
"Yea I've been thinking about that, maybe it's time you told your mum and Aimee about me."
"No way, I'm not sharing you with anyone."
"Now just hold on a minute, you don't own me, what about what I want."
"Sorry Don but that's where your wrong you see I do own you, from now on your mine all mine."
I didn't like this change of attitude from Mary after all I was still a human being even though a small one.
"But Mary please I'm not a toy or something you've just bought."
"True, but without my help how long do you think you'd survive in this big, big world."
She had a point and she knew it, what could I say after all she could do as she wished with me.
"Don I'll give you a choice you can either stay with me or I'll take you into town and release you there. You have until I change to go out to make up your mind."
Mary then placed me on her dresser and began to get ready. What choice did I have, after all how long would I last on the ground with all those giant feet booming around me. My mind was made up I'd stay and belong to Mary after all it couldn't be that bad could it?
"Well Don, have you decided." Mary asked me.
"Yes, if its ok I'd like to stay with you." I replied.
A huge smile appeared on Mary's face.
"That's great Don, but are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure."
"Good, we'll talk about what I require from you when we get home tonight only right now we need to get going or we'll be late."
"What do you mean we, can't I just wait here for you."
"No way, you belong to me now, so you'll be coming with me. Now get undressed."
"What, no way."
"Don't make me repeat myself."
I knew then that my life was about to take a turn for the worst, but what choice did I have so I quickly got undressed all except for my boxers.
"Those as well, I want my little man naked."
From the look on her face I knew better than to argue so I gingerly removed my boxers.
Mary then lifted up her skirt and pulled out her panty waistline.
"Please Mary, not in there again please." I yelled out.
"Yes Don say hello to your new home ha, ha."
Mary then picked me up and dropped me into her panties. I landed in her bushy crutch.
"Now then Don move in, I want to feel your body in mine."
Slowly I edged my way toward her huge hungry lips. I then began to insert myself into her starting with my feet, as I eased my way in I could feel the grip of her titanic muscles all around me. Quickly I was up to my shoulders; the only thing stopping me from being consumed was the hold that I had on her pubic hairs. The only part of me not lost in her woman hood was my arms and head. I looked up to see her smiling face as she let go of her pantywaist and dropped her skirt back down. With each step she took I could feel myself slipping and sliding within her, it wasn't long before she began to get wet. I too were beginning to get rather excited after all if this was to be how I'd be spending the rest of my days then I might as well make the most of it. I found the more I kicked about the wetter Mary became until eventually I was awash with her juices.
As the evening wore on I began to grow tired and stopped kicking about. Every now and then Mary would knock my head with her finger as if to say don't stop, but I was just too tired to continue. Suddenly Mary rose up and began walking. Soon light entered my dark damp prison. Then Mary's huge finger and thumb grabbed me and pulled me out.
"Err look at the state of you."
Mary then let go of me and I fell, everything flew past me at great speed until all I could see were great white walls all around me. SPLASH! Quickly I swam to the surface and looked up while treading water. Shit she'd dropped me into a toilet.
"Now that's better."
Before I could say anything Mary reached in for me and picked me out of the toilet. I was cold and wet. Mary then dried me off with a tissue and spoke to me.
"Sorry about that, but I couldn't very well wash you off in the sink as someone might have came in."
"Mary where are we." I called out.
"Where in the ladies toilets at Star struck night club. Now I need to put you some place safe, but I can't have you in my panties any longer as you keep distracting me."
"Why don't you just put me in your bag."
"No I've a better idea some place nice and warm and safe."
She then raised me up and dropped me between her gigantic cleavage.
"There you go safe and sound. Now promise me you'll hold tight and keep quite."
"I promise."
Mary then left the cubical. With each step her bosoms bobbed up and down making it hard to hold on. But I found it nice and warm and could actually hear what was being talked about. This was by far the best way I'd ever travelled and no bus pass needed either! Soon I heard Mary saying goodnight to her friends and she got up to leave. After a short taxi ride we were home.
Mary went straight to her room and began to undress. She removed me from her cleavage and dropped me onto her bed. I watched as this magnificent giantess got ready for bed.
"Enjoying the show." Mary said to me.
"You bet I am, you're just amazing."
"Why thank you little man."
Once Mary had put on her nightshirt she sat on the bed next to me causing me to slide down and come to rest by her enormous thigh, this amused her somewhat.
Mary then decided to play a little game with me, she picked me up and placed me onto the middle of the bed and then began to thump the bed with her fist right next to me causing me to fly up and bounce on the surface. It was no fun for me I can tell you but Mary found it highly amusing. After growing tired of this she said to me.
"Right then Don lets talk rules."
"Rules, what do you mean?" I replied surprised.
"Well I'll tell you. Rule number one, you do as your told when you're told with no argument. Number two, well I think number one says it all don't you?"
"Why must you treat me like this?"
"Because I can. I'm sorry Don but as I'm going to be looking after you then this is the best way I can think of handling it, and if you don't like it well you know the alternative."
"Yea ok, I agree."
"Right now I need to get my beauty sleep, I'm afraid you'll have to sleep in the jewellery box until we find something more suitable ok."
Mary then picked me up and put me in that god forsaken box again only this time she dropped in a pair of her panties to keep me warm.
"Goodnight my sweet pet, sleep well."
Mary then closed the lid and went to bed. I made myself as comfortable as I could and lay there thinking of how I'd become a toy to this giant amazon. I must find a way to contact Sam and Aimee it's my only hope.

Hi its me, shush keep it down only I'm not supposed to be here right now, but you don't need to know why just read ok.
I slept really well that night tucked up in Mary's panties, but it was all over far too quickly as the roof of my prison opened up and there smiling down at me was my tormentor Mary.
"Good morning my pet, I trust you slept well."
"Like a log."
"Good, now its time to get up."
Mary then picked me up and carried me into the bathroom, placing me in the sink.
"Ok then Don, do your business, before I fill the sink with water."
I stood at the drain and relieved myself, which I found quite hard with someone watching over me.
"Ok finished." I called up to her.
As I stepped back from the drain Mary put in the plug and turned on the mixer tap ensuring that the water was nice and warm. After it was about half full she turned off the tap.
"Ok then get yourself nice and clean while I take a shower."
Mary then disappeared from view and I heard the shower start. I must say that I found this just great swimming in my own private swimming pool. It beats washing any day. After a while I heard the bathroom door open and looked up to see Sam collecting her makeup from beside the sink.
"Mary is that you." Sam called out.
"O' yea mum, err what's up." Replied a startled Mary.
"Nothing just getting my makeup, only I left it in here last night."
This was my chance.
"Help Sam in here, please look in here."
"By the way have you seen anything of Don, only neither I nor Aimee have seen him all weekend and it looks as though he hasn't been home since you last saw him Saturday morning."
She hadn't heard me, again I screamed.
"Sam in the sink, please look in the sink."
"No I haven't seen him, maybe he's away on business or something."
"Yea, strange though he normally tells us when he's going away."
If only she'd look down here she couldn't help but notice me. My voice just wouldn't carry that far, but I kept on yelling in the hope she'd hear me.
"Sorry mum I don't wish to be rude but can I finish my shower in private please."
"Alright I was just leaving, I'll put the kettle on."
Sam then left. Mary then finished her shower and came over to the sink.
"Phew that was close, I must have forgotten to lock the door."
Mary then pulled out the plug and I began to circle around the drain as the water washed away. As hard as I fought the current it was no good and soon I found myself stuck to the plug hole as the water quickly emptied around me. Lucky for me it didn't take long and I was able to gulp up some badly needed air.
"Shit Mary what you doing, I could have drowned."
"Sorry, but that was real funny, you should have seen yourself whirling around like that and then being sucked down to the drain, I'm afraid I was laughing too much to help you out. But anyway there's no harm done your ok right."
"Yea just great."
Again I spent the day being placed in her panties and in her cleavage, this continued for a week or so until one Saturday morning.
"Morning my pet, I've got a surprise for you today." Mary said as she lifted the lid on her jewellery box.
With the light streaming in and blinding me I enquired.
"O' great have you found a way of returning me to normal."
"Don't be silly you know that can't happen, but after we wash I'll show you."
So she took me to the bathroom and we did our usual thing only after her mum nearly finding me a week or so ago she now takes me into the shower with her. She's even given me a job to do now and that's to clean in between her toes, which I don't have to tell you is bloody hard. But the view of just standing here between her feet and looking up at her more than makes up for it.
Soon we were finished and she took me back to her room and stood me on the dresser.
"Right then Don hurry up and get dressed." She said.
"Really, you want me to dress." I replied excitedly.
I know it seems strange me getting excited about dressing only she hadn't aloud me to ware any cloths for at least a week.
"Yes now hurry."
I didn't need telling twice so I quickly got dressed.
"Right then close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you." Mary said.
I stood there and closed my eyes tightly wondering what the surprise could be, I didn't have to wait long to find out.
"Ok, you can open them now."
As I opened my eyes, there before me was one of Mary's enormous shoes. It was the type with 2 inch thick black rubber soles and 5 inch high thick heels. It was an opened-toed shoe.
"Err, great but why is it a surprise for me. I mean I don't think they'd look very good on me, after all I haven't got the leg's for shoes like that." I said sarcastically.
"Very funny Mr. Comedian. Look let me show you."
She then picked me up and placed me in the shoe.
"Right then Don walk down to the toe end."
As I walked on the soft cushioned sole I noticed a rather deep impression right under where her big and second toes would be. Upon closer inspection I found that the impression was slightly longer than I was tall and that it was shaped like, no it couldn't be could it, a BODY with the head lying right under her big toe and the feet ending up under the ball of her foot. I then noticed it was lined with what looked like a sleeping bag with a pull cord fastener around the neck. Quickly I got the idea and edged my way out of there. Once back out of the toe I looked up to see Mary smiling down at me.
"Well what do you think." Mary asked.
"Yea, nice shoe it should look good on you." I replied ignorantly.
"No silly not the shoe, your new home, well part of it at least."
"What! No way am I going in their lady, you can just forget that idea."
"Well we're just see about that won't we, but first I want you see your other room."
With that Mary then pulled the back of the insole up at the heel and ordered me to climb up and take a look. As I climbed over the folded back insole I thought me eyes were deceiving me. The heel of the shoe had been hollowed out and the walls had been lined with thin rubber and there was a tiny area at the bottom to allow someone small like me to sit down. I noticed that there were handles made to enable me to hold on while the ride was bumpy.
"Well climb on in and we'll go for a test drive so to speak." Mary said as if pleased with herself.
"Thanks but no thanks, I'm not getting in there I'll suffocate."
"Silly, course you won't there's small holes to enable you to look out and get fresh air. Now go on in you go."
Mary then tapped me with her finger and I fell into the heel. I looked up as Mary placed the insole back over the opening above me. "She was right there several small holes dotted around just big enough for me to put my eye up to and look out." I sat down and grabbed hold of the handle straps either side of me and watched the world go by as Mary returned the shoe to the ground. She then put her foot in the shoe and did up the strap. The shoe seemed to creak as her foot entered it.
"Ok get ready for the ride of a life time." Mary called down to me.
She then took her first step; I could feel my stomach lurch as her foot left the ground and then my head went dizzy as her foot flew through the air only to land with a mind numbing thump as it hit the ground. With each step the process was repeated, surly this had to be the worst way to travel. It soon became apparent to me that Mary wasn't going to check on me as she was now walking down the stairs. She was still now and from the hole I was looking out of I could see that she was in the kitchen sitting at the table.
"Hi Mary, fancy coming shopping with me." Asked Aimee.
"Yea great, where we going Lakeside or Bluewater (Both shopping centres)." Replied Mary.
"I don't really care, where would you rather go."
"Lakeside I think as they've got that doll house shop."
"Ok then Lakeside it is, I won't be a minute."
Aimee then left the kitchen and Mary whispered down to me.
"Great we're going shopping."
Aimee soon returned.
"Ok then let's go." Aimee called out.
Mary then got to her feet and my torment began again.
"Wow, I like those shoe's Mary, they make you look huge can I try one before we go." Said Aimee.
"Yea course you can, here try them both." Replied Mary.
Mary then removed her feet from the shoes and invited Aimee to try them on.
"Cor, I like these, where did you get them." Said Aimee as she walk around shaking my entire world and making me feel really sick.
"You know that little shop in town, well they had a sale on and I only paid œ15 for them."
"There great except I can feel a slight depression under the right toe."
"I know, that's why they were on sale I think."
Aimee then returned Mary's shoes and we all went shopping.
The ride in the car to Lakeside was ok but once we arrived and Mary began walking around I soon became very sick. I mean I've been sick before with travel sickness but nothing like this. I couldn't believe I had this much food in my stomach as I just kept heaving up. The smell in my prison was rancid and only made me feel worse than I already did if that were possible. It was a long day for me as the 2 women walked in and out of every bloody shop, the only time I got some peace was when they stopped for lunch and actually sat down.
By the time we got home I was feeling pretty awful. Not only did my entire being smell of sick but my head was now thumping due to the noise each and every step made as Mary walked. It had been still now for quite some time and I could see that Mary had taken her shoes off in the hallway. Summoning up all my strength I stood up on the small seat I'd been sitting on and tried to push up the insole, but it was no good I just couldn't budge it. Again I slumped back down and just waited to be released from the Heel hole. Soon my whole world lifted as Mary picked up the shoes and went up to her room. She then pulled back the insole and peered in.
"Cor what's that smell." Enquired Mary.
"It's me I've been sick."
"Phew, you really do stink for someone so small."
"Well I'm sorry but I do suffer with travel sickness you know."
Mary then dumped me out onto a tissue, scrunched me up in it and went to the bathroom. After cleaning out the heel of her shoe she turned to me.
"Ok Don, get those dirty clothes off."
Quickly I undressed and she placed me in the sink and began washing me. I was surprised by just how gentle she was. Having her rub me between her hand's quickly aroused me.
"Well, I can see you're enjoying this."
"Hmm, yea just a bit."
Just then the door opened, it was Aimee.
"Mary you fancy coming out for dinner with mum and I."
"Help Aimee." I screamed.
Big mistake as Mary quickly pushed me under water.
"Yea great, what time."
"About half hour."
"Great, I'll be ready then."
Aimee then left and I was aloud up for some well-needed air.
"I can see I'm going to have to do something about your screaming little man."
Mary then roughly picked me up out of the water and dried me. She then carried me back into her bedroom and dropped me into the blasted jewellery box. After closing the lid I heard her leave the room.
After a few minutes Mary returned and retrieved me from the box.
"Right then Don, look what I'm wearing." Speaking to me while holding me face down so that I could see her feet.
"Yea so, you've got the anklet, so what."
"Well guess what I'm going to wish for now. Maybe you being 1" tall or maybe smaller."
Fear quickly grabbed hold of me, could she really mean it?
"Sorry folk's that's all for now see you soon."

I'd just like to start by thanking those of you that have taken the time to rate my work and to email me with your comments, this is very much appreciated and welcome. It doe's help to know what you think of my work, after all if it wasn't for those that take the time I'd probably stop writing. This is the first time I've ever written anything (well except for when I was at school, but that was a long, long time ago). No not the Dark Age's, I'm not that bloody old 'cheek'. Once again thank you. Right now back to the story, I seem to remember Mary Saying something along the lines of.
"Maybe I'll wish you were 1 inch tall, or smaller even."
"No please Mary, I'm sorry I'll never call out again, please no smaller." I cried out franticly.
"You're right about one thing, you won't be calling out anymore. I wish Don could only whisper."
Then with a flash I felt all funny in side and then it was gone.
"Well come on Don say something, shout if you like." Ordered Mary.
"Mary, what have you done, I can hardly hear myself." I whispered back to her.
"Wow! Sorry Don could you repeat that only I couldn't hear you, he, he, he." Mary said laughingly.
Mary found that the only way she could hear me was to lift me up close to her ear and even then it was difficult.
"I'm sorry Don, but I couldn't have you calling out every time Mum or Aimee were around. So really you've no one to blame but yourself. Now what about my last wish, you have the choice, how small?"
"Mary please, I beg of you don't make me any smaller. Think about it I'd be even harder to look after and besides what use would I be to you at say 1 inch tall."
"I have to agree, and after all I do like you at your current size, so I think I know what to use the last wish on. I wish Don wouldn't get travel sickness."
My stomach felt like someone had just sliced me open and roughly stitched me back up again, but the pain suddenly eased and after a few short twinges it was gone altogether.
"Mary is there something wrong with you?" I enquired.
"What do you mean by that little man." Mary fired back.
"Well if I'd had 3 wishes, I'd have used them a lot wiser than you have. To flutter them away like that is just stupid, no sorry you're just stupid."
"Ok then smart arse what would you have wished for."
"Well I'd have started by ending world hunger, then maybe peace to all man kind (I know pretty sad). Last but not least an end to animal cruelty (I love animals)." I said rather smugly.
"Don, I'm lost for words, that's just so nice. You've made me feel quite ashamed and just for that you can ride in your new home tonight as we're going out for dinner, only this time you can try the other room out. Ha, ha, ha."
Mary then placed me on the dresser, but as she bent down to pick up her shoe I took off like a speeding bullet (well fast any way). As I reached the end of the dresser I didn't even look to see if she had noticed me gone yet, and taking my life in my hands I just jumped of the edge. I didn't fall far as Mary had spotted me and quickly caught me in her gigantic hand.
"Tut, tut, now that was a big mistake Don. If you ever try to escape from me again you'll end up a red smudge on the sole of my shoe, do you understand. As for now we're going to dinner so I'll think of a suitable punishment for later." Mary said sternly.
Mary had said this to me while shacking me vigorously. She then dumped me roughly into her shoe.
"Now get into the body bag Don, and I mean now."
Shaking with fear I made my way to the toe end of the shoe, I could see Mary's eye looking in from the open toe.
"Come on hurry up, I haven't got all night."
Slowly I climbed into the body bag that was stuck fast into the cut out body shaped hole, once I was all the way in up to my neck Mary then instructed me to place my arms by my side in the bag as well. She then reached in with her giant finger and thumb; very carefully she grabbed the pull cord between her red painted nails and pulled it tight around my neck almost choking me. Her finger and thumb then left the shoe, from my position on my back I could just see out past the ridge of the toe section above me. Everything then moved as I was lowered to the ground, as Mary rose to her full height she looked down at me and smiled, but just as she was about to put the shoe's on there was a knock at her door.
"Mary ok if I come in." Called Aimee.
"Yea course it is." Mary replied.
Aimee then opened the door and walked in, I watched as this titanic beauty strolled into the room.
"I was wondering whether you'd let me borrow those new shoes of yours while we go out for dinner. As I'm thinking of buying a pair but I'd like to. Hey what you doing with my anklet?"
"O' err sorry, I know I should have asked first, but I just wanted to see what it would look like on while I wore those new shoes." Apologised Mary.
"Hmm, ok I'll let you off this time but only if I can borrow the shoes."
"Yea ok, at least then I can see what the anklet looks like with the shoes."
Mary then removed the anklet from her ankle and as she was doing so she looked down at me and gave me a huge sly smile. I couldn't believe it, Aimee would have no idea that I would be under her toe and wouldn't think to give me breathing time, I was suddenly fearful for my life. Mary handed the anklet to Aimee and she placed it around her left ankle, she then stood up and stepped over to the shoes. She placed her foot in the left one first and then as I craned my neck up to look to the heel of the shoe. All I could see was Aimee's brightly coloured toenails appear, then as her foot straightened and slowly edged forward into the shoe my entire field of vision was the sight of Aimee's huge toes slowly and menacingly coming closer and closer until they were upon me. As her foot filled the shoe everything went completely dark and I could feel her nylon pressing into my face. Then she put her full weight down and I thought me head would explode, but worst was to come as she took her first step. The shoe seemed to bend slightly as her full weight moved to the tip of her toe as she began to walk, my face just seemed to dig deep into her big toe, I could almost feel her nylons rip into my face like cheese wire rips through cheese. The pain was like nothing I'd ever experienced before, then as her foot raised off of the floor the pressure would ease allowing me time to gulp in a lung full of air before the process was repeated over and over. Then she stopped, this was bad news as I couldn't breathe and the air that filled my lungs had no where to go and felt like it was starting to burn from the inside out. I could make out muffled voices above me.
"Well how doe's the anklet look." Enquired Aimee.
"Yea, looks just great, I wish Don had bought it for me." Replied Mary.
"Talking of Don I wonder where he is?"
"O' you know Don he's probably not far away."
"Hmm, kind of strange though."
Meanwhile I was close to bursting point under Aimee's toe.
"Come on then, Mum's calling us." Said Mary.
Both women left the room and walked downstairs.
As Aimee began walking again I quickly breathed in and out with each step she took (she still doesn't know how close I came to dying under her toe, but she will when she reads this), although each step bought me new levels of pain at least I could breathe. As Aimee sat in the car I found that I could breathe more easily and for the first time noticed the pungent odour emitting from her foot.
"These shoe's are really comfortable." Said Aimee.
"Yea, I thought so too." Replied Mary.
"What shoe's are they?" enquired Sam.
"These one's I'm wearing, there Mary's but she let me borrow them for the night. Mary, I don't feel that depression anymore."
"Err no, I err filled it."
"Well they feel much better now."
Little did she know what Mary had filled it with, ME!
Soon we had reached the restaurant and all three lovely ladies walked in and were seated. After a short while Aimee crossed her legs and began sliding her heel in and out of the shoe that held me. Her big toe would rub up and down my face almost ripping my nose off with each upward scrunch. She began rocking her foot faster and faster slamming my face into her toe each and every time. Then suddenly it stopped and she switched legs, I was now pinned under her toe as she rocked her other foot but now I was fighting to get air, surly I couldn't last much longer, but I did all night long she kept this up. It was as though she was aware of me and wanted to make me suffer. Eventually after a long evening up close and personnel with Aimee's big right toe she was home and removed her foot from the shoe. The bag that I was trapped in was totally soaked with foot sweat and I must have drunk at least half a gallon that night. But the relief of having her foot leave the shoe was overwhelming and I began to cry with joy.
After a short while I watched as Aimee walked past and went up stairs, then not long after Sam walked past. They must have been going to bed. I waited then I heard the thundering steps of Mary as she approached the shoes. Looking down at me with a huge smile she said.
"Did you miss me my sweet, never mind let's go to bed."
I watched as her foot entered the shoe and slowly slid down toward me as I looked straight up the last thing I saw as her toe eclipsed me was Mary's smiling face. Mary stood still as if to know of my suffering and then began to tap her foot. I still to this day can't understand why she would treat me like this but then who really knows how a women's mind works. Eventually she grew tired of this and walked up the stairs, upon entering her room I felt a quick jerk and heard a loud bang, then suddenly she kick off the shoe with me in. It spun into the air and came crashing down rolling over a few times before coming to a halt against the wall. I was pretty badly shaken but was still in one piece.
"Good night my love sleep well." Mary called out to me.
The bitch didn't even check to see if I were all right or not, but worst of all I was gasping for a drink and was also very hungry and in desperate need of a pee. Then as I fidgeted about I noticed the pull cord around my neck had come loose. After a bit more wriggling I was able to get my arms out, but just as I was about to escape my confines I remembered Mary's words.
" Try and escape and you'll end up a red smudge on the sole of my shoe!"

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I waited for a moment to think do I really want to end up a smudge on Mary's shoe. The answer to that is easy 'NO WAY'! But then how long will it be before she tires of me anyway. My decision was made; I'll just wait until she's asleep and then make my escape. So I waited, as luck would have it I didn't have to wait long as the light soon went out. Slowly I eased my tired and beaten body from the confines of the soggy body bag and climbed down onto the floor, I was a bit unsteady on my legs but knew I had no time to waste. I began the long trek toward the bedroom door; it was hard going, as my clothes were still soggy from foot sweat. Eventually I reached the door, now if I could just squeeze under it then maybe I could make it to Sam's room (being mum I thought she'd be my best bet). Unfortunately there wasn't a sufficient enough sized gap for me crawl under, I knew that I'd have to find somewhere really good to hide as she'd look everywhere for me. Looking around from this position I thought about hiding under the bed but that was silly, as it'd be the first place she'd look. Climbing up and hiding behind the radiator would be no good, as it'd get too hot, the dresser was a no, no. Got it, why not hide right under her nose (no I don't mean that literary), if I could climb up onto the bed then maybe I could hide in the pillowcase. If she spotted me I could always bullshit and tell that I just wanted to be near her, bloody hell Don my man you're a genius. So I hurried along to the bottom of the bed as I arrived I realised just how great a task lay before me, as the top of the bed was hundred's of feet above me (well a long way up). I walked over to one of the huge steel legs of the bed and felt very despondent upon realising there was no way I'd ever be able to climb up that. I decided not to give up just yet and to walk around the bed looking for other means of climbing up it. Lady luck must have been with me as their hanging down on the other side of the bed within my reach was one of Mary's nylons. Quickly I ran over to it, grabbed hold and gave it a tug to see whether or not it would sustain my weight. To my great delight it seemed pretty secure, so I held tight and picked my feet up off of the ground still it didn't move. I then began the long climb up; it was hard going especially on an empty stomach but after a great struggle I eventually reached the top. Standing here at the foot of the bed I surveyed my surroundings, raising before me was the huge covered body of Mary. Suddenly she began to move, I dropped down on my front and held tight to the sheet as she slid her feet right under me, the sheet raised up taking me with it then it stopped. I was now atop of a great hill; Mary had rolled over onto her back. Unsteadily I got to my feet and began the treacherous nerve tingling walk along her. I know I could have taken the easy route and walked by the side of her, but hey what fun would that have been and besides there was always the danger of her moving and knocking me off of the bed. I made my way slowly and carefully along her legs but then just as I'd passed her knee's she spread her legs apart causing me to fall into the valley between them. What should I do run for the exit down at her feet or climb up onto one of her thighs? Did I really want to back track 'NO', so I decided on the thigh? I climbed up as carefully as I could, as I didn't want her to feel me on her soft sensitive skin. After I was about half way up my luck changed and Mary closed her legs, encasing me between the sheet and her huge powerful thighs. I froze in fear as I knew if I moved at all she would surly feel me, I slowly turned my head to the side to enable me to breathe and just waited for Mary to move again. Fortunately I didn't have to wait long, but I'm afraid it wasn't good news as she rolled over onto her side, I was now in a worse position than I was before as her leg was resting its entire weight on the other one. I had no choice but to try and move, as it was hard for me to breathe now. I wriggled about in the confines of her supple thighs; again she began to move. As her leg rose and freed me her hand came down on top of me and scratched the point right where I had been encased. As she finished scratching her hand didn't leave, it just relaxed right on top of me. I was shit scared at this point but my instincts told me to move my butt fast, so I crawled out from under her hand and climbed up onto her hip. From there I could see that she had pushed the sheet down below her chest, to my great delight I could see she wasn't wearing a night shirt and I found myself wanting to get close to those huge great tits. I soon snapped myself out of the trance and kept telling myself that I needed to hide in the pillow and fast, but my dick was telling me otherwise. As I walked along her side I soon came to where the sheet ended I looked over at her tits one last time and sighed. Down boy I kept telling myself you've got your life to worry about never mind those tits, Arr but those tits just want to be loved, all soft and just calling out to me. Snap out of it man I told myself. I did just that and slid down the sheet "Weeeeeee" wow best slide I'd ever been on. I got back to my feet and walked over the sheet, as I looked to the right of me all I could see was a wall of flesh. Then the ground began to rumble "O' shit, she's on the move" I turned and ran toward the side of the bed but I was too late. Suddenly I felt tons of flesh crash on top of me pinning me face down into the mattress. To my great surprise I was alive but pinned down hard, I tried to rise up on my elbows, fat chance. The flesh upon me was soft and warm; it seemed to give slightly as I tried crawling forward. I could actually move albeit slowly, after a great deal of effort and struggle I eventually came to the end. As my head escaped this mountain of flesh I quickly gulped in some clean fresh air. With one last pull I was free, I crawled on a bit more and then rolled over to look at what had been resting on me, yep just as I thought it was her huge tit. Although it had been life threatening I laughed to myself when I thought of me running away from her tit. It reminded me of an old sci-fi series called 'The Prisoner' where he was often chased by a huge great wobbly bubble. Breaking from my thoughts and coming back to terms with the job at hand, I again continued on with my quest. As I walked up past her face I couldn't help but stop and stare at her perfect features, she was so strikingly beautiful and looked so at peace. How could she treat me like a piece of shit, it just goes to show that looks aren't everything (or so I'm told). I completed my journey; there I stood proud of my achievement "Nuts only one problem the opening to the pillowcase is on the other side of her head". Well it was no time to start feeling sorry for myself so I climbed up onto the pillow and began the hairy (get it hairy, no never mind) journey around her head. As I reached the top of her head I had to be really careful as one wrong step and I'd fall either down behind the pillow or down the impression made by her head. Then she did it didn't she, she bloody fidgeted again, as she did I lost my balance and began to fall off of the pillow out of instinct I reached out and grabbed at her hair.
"Ouch! What the f##k." Mary cried out.
O' shit I was in deep shit now, as she reached over to put on the bedside lamp I quickly let go of her hair and slid down behind the pillow. Then suddenly the light was on. Mary switched the light on and jumped out of bed, at great speed she went over to her dresser and examined her hair in the mirror. After running her fingers through her hair she returned to the bed and to my horror lifted up the pillow. But she found nothing, you see I'd guessed she might do that so I held tight to the pillowcase and as she lifted it I went along for the ride.
"Hmm, that's funny I could have sworn I felt something on my hair." Mary said to herself.
She then placed the pillow back down, got back into bed, switched off the light and went back to sleep. I waited for awhile before continuing on with my journey, then once I was sure it was safe I came out from behind the pillow and climbed into the case. I found a nice warm place under the case flap where I was sure I'd be hard to spot, then curled up and drifted into a well earned sleep.

I awoke with a start as Mary entered the room (she must have got up earlier).
"Sorry my little friend only I don't have time to look after your need's this morning as I'm running late. You'll just have to wait until lunch, but in the meantime you can get reacquainted with my toe."
What no she couldn't have found me could she. I then heard her leave the room. Shit I don't believe it after all I went through to get up here last night and she hasn't even noticed I've gone. I waited a good ten minutes before venturing out from the pillowcase. I quickly made my way down to the bottom end of the bed and I could see from here that the shoes were gone but so were her nylons, but the good news was the door was open. Now if I could only find a way of getting down off of this bed, I looked over the edge but it was just to high to risk jumping. As far as I could see there was no way for me get down from the bed unless! I held onto the corner of the scrunched up bed sheet and dragged it over to the edge, holding as tight as I could I jumped!
"GERRONIMMO!" I yelled (well whispered really) as I leapt off of the bed.
It was working I was descending at a steady rate, when suddenly I came to a stop about half way down. My weight just wasn't enough to keep it falling so I began to jerk up and down on the sheet, it worked slowly I began edging closer to the floor. As soon as I was at a safe distance I dropped to the ground. I waited for a moment just to make sure I couldn't hear anyone coming. As far as I could tell the coast was clear so I ran over to the open door and looked out into the vast open landing. The door opposite belonged to Aimee's room; it was shut so that was a no go. I walked along by the side of the skirting board until I came to the bathroom door, which too was shut, but didn't matter, as it was quiet anyway. But as I looked across the landing I could see that Sam's door was slightly open and could hear her getting ready for work. Looking back down the landing, the coast was still clear so I made a mad dash for Sam's room. So far so good, I'd made it safely across the landing, now if I can just get Sam's attention I'd soon be home safe and better still have something to eat as I had great stomach pains now. As I edged through the door I could see Sam sitting at her dresser applying her makeup. Do I take the chance and run out into the open or play it safe and walk around keeping close to the wall. I didn't have time to play it safe, so I began running toward my goal. As luck would have it I made it to a leg of the chair without any problems. Do I wish I could scream now as I'm sure I'd get Sam's attention but I couldn't scream so I'll just have to find another way. Her feet stood before me encased in black 4" heeled boots, both resting menacingly flat on the floor. This is it I have to try. So taking my life in my hands I walked around to the front of her feet and began pounding on her toe, but no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't get her to notice me. "Time for a new approach so I walked up the side of her left boot and began thumping on it, still no reaction". I had resigned myself to the fact that I was wasting my time, but maybe I can use her to get me down stairs at least I'd have a better chance down there and I'd be closer to food and water. I had noticed that one of the laces was just within my reach and hung down the inside of her left foot. As stupid as it was I quickly made my way back round to the inside of her foot and jumped up to grab hold of the lace. No sooner had I got a good firm grip than did Sam began to move. She spun round on the chair, stood up and began walking toward the door, I was getting smashed from pillar to post with each step and could hold on no longer. As my grip failed me I flew through the air only to land right in front of where Sam was walking. Quickly I rolled over to stand when a giant shadow fell over me, as I turned to look up it was like slow motion as her foot was descending down upon me. I had no time to run so I just curled up into a ball and waited for the inevitable.

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As Sam's foot descended I just brought my arms up to my head to protect myself (fat lot of good I know) and curled up into the fetal position. "THUD", I felt a strong wind around me and then it was calm, quickly I removed my arms from my head and watched Sam walk away. Boy was I lucky her foot had come down and I had been in-between her heel and sole as the boot hit the ground. I lay there for a moment as she disappeared from view. I began laughing to myself and couldn't believe I was still in one piece but after a quick check I was. I got to my feet and walked over to the skirting board and began to make my way to the stairs. Once at the stairs it soon became apparent to me just how difficult it was going to be to climb down these as each stair was a good 7inch drop. But I knew that to survive I needed food and the only place I was going to get that was down there. And so began the long climb down, to my surprise it was a lot easier than I had first thought. I hung over each stair and dropped onto the soft carpet below.

Once at the bottom my first thoughts were of food so I made my way to the kitchen. It's hard to explain just how large everything seemed to me as I walked into the kitchen. The work tops rose up and up, there was no way I'd ever be able to climb up there. I planted my arse on the ground and began feeling very sorry for myself, what was I to do, should I just wait and see if I can contact Sam or Aimee or even Mary. No I couldn't wait that long I was just too hungry. So I got up and began searching the floor for any food scraps. It was no good they were just too clean there wasn't even a crumb on this hard shiny floor. There was just one place left to try and that was under the fridge, but did I really want to go looking under such a dark and uninviting place, the answer of course was no but I was just so hungry. Rather than crawl under the fridge I walked down the side of it, once I was about half way in I looked underneath to see if I could see anything. The fridge only stood about an inch off the ground so if I were to go under I would have to crawl. The humming of the fridge was really mind numbing and all around me. I could see something under there but whether it was food or not I couldn't tell, there was only one thing left to do I'd have to crawl under and find out. I slowly began to crawl along the cold dirty floor. It wasn't long before I reached my goal and to my disappointment it wasn't food but an old dried fly carcass yuck. As I began to crawl back the way I came I could have sworn I'd seen something move out of the corner of my eye. This only made me crawl faster, but before I reached the end I felt something pulling at my leg. As I turned round to see what it was I had the fright of my life, It was a common black beetle no larger than one-inch in length but to me it was the size of a large dog. The bloody thing was clamping its pincers around my ankle and trying to pull me back. Quickly I rolled onto my back and kicked as hard as I could into the head of this thing with my free foot. It was no good he wasn't letting go without a fight, so again I kicked, but the shell on these things was like steel plated armour to me. I was starting to feel quite a lot of pain in my leg now. Time for a new approach, so I reached toward it and grabbed hold of its antennas. Pulling as hard as I could they both detached from the head of the beast. Quickly the beetle let go and I began crawling to the edge of the fridge. Once there I stood up and found my ankle to be really sore, but then just as I was about to make my way out from here the beetle appeared in front of me. I turned and ran in the opposite direction toward the back of the fridge, I looked around behind me to see if it was following, It wasn't to my great relieve. But little did I know that my troubles had only just began as the next instant I found I'd ran into some kind of sticky net! "Shit no please not a SPIDERS web, I hate spiders". I was stuck fast; I began to thrust about in an attempt to break free. I managed to get my right arm free and as I did I could see this huge spider running down the web toward me. Never in my life have I been so scared. Again I struggled and managed to free myself only to fall onto my back with both my feet still stuck in the web. Before I could move the spider was upon me, its huge hairy legs stood all around me as I looked into its jaw I could see two huge fangs dripping with venom just ready to sink into my soft flesh. In a desperate attempt of self-preservation I bought my knees up to my chest just as the spider thrust forward to bite me. Its fangs missed by a whisker, as it rose to take another lunge at me I punched its eyes as hard as I could, to my surprise my hand sunk into its soft head, quickly I withdrew my fist and punched again and again. The spider became limp and curled up into a ball. I had triumphed, the spider was dead and I had all the food that I wanted but was I really that hungry. No I don't think so. I pulled myself out from underneath the beast, I was covered in blood and spider brains it was really disgusting, but I had survived. Slowly I staggered out onto the open plane of the kitchen floor, as tired as I was I wanted to get far away from there so I made my way to the hallway. Once on the soft carpet I sat down and examined my leg, the beetle had done a good job on my leg it was bruised black and blue where it had clamped its pincers around it, but luckily it hadn't broken the skin. I needed rest, but it had to be some place safe, so I got back onto my unsteady legs and made for the shoes kept under the stairs. I made my around these huge shoes until I came across an old pair of slippers, slowly I climbed up and dropped into one. I crawled into the toe section and dropped of to sleep.

I awoke sometime later feeling pretty refreshed and I could hear voices coming from the kitchen. Quickly I rose to my feet only to be reminded of the injury to my ankle. I climbed up and out of the slipper and slowly began the long trek to the kitchen. As I reached the kitchen door I could see Aimee in there talking with her friend Abby. This is it my chance to get there attention, so I hurriedly began walking closer to them waving my arms about, I removed my shirt and waved it like a flag in the hope one of them would spot me. Abby was sitting at the table and Aimee was making a drink, as Aimee bought the drinks to the table Abby remarked on the anklet Aimee wore.
"Aim's, that's a real nice looking anklet you got there."
"Thanks Abby, but I thought I'd already shown it to you."
"No, I've not seen that before. Where'd you get it."
"You know my next door neighbour Don, well he bought it for me for my 21st."
"Wow, that was nice of him. Doe's he know that you fancy him."
"No, haven't seen him in a while, apparently he's away on business. Here would you like a closer look."
Aimee then placed her foot on the edge of Abby's chair.
"Phew, I bet this cost a few quid."
"Yea, apparently its ancient Egyptian."
"That's really cute, it looks just like a little cage hanging on the side, I wonder what that could have been for."
"You know I've often thought that, kind a strange really."
"Maybe it was used to carry a tiny man, hee, hee."
"You know I never thought of that but then only you're sick mind would think of something like that."
"O' come on just imagine having a tiny man hanging around you're ankle, what a feeling of power. What about you're Don, he's small isn't he, wouldn't you just wish he was small enough to fit in there."
"Come on I know Don's small but not that small, but I suppose I can always wish he was small enough to fit in the cage."
SHIT NO!
As I got closer I was really getting hopeful of being spotted when Aimee uttered those words. I found myself getting dizzy just as before and then everything just grew around me. Shit I tripped over as my cloths as they didn't shrink with me this time as Aimee hadn't wished it and I found myself covered by my shirt I'd just been waving. Slowly I crawled out from under my shirt to get the fright of my life, things looked big before, but now everything was bloody enormous. I estimated my new height to be no more than about half an inch. As I looked up I watched in horror as Aimee was heading my way, I turned and began to move as fast as I could away from her. But it was no good within a couple of steps she was upon me. As her bare foot slapped the floor just behind me the depressed wind that shot out from under her foot lifted me of off the ground and as she continued walking I was caught in the back draft of her strides. I was spinning out of control and as she stopped I slammed right into her calf and slid all the way down to her heel. Shaken a bit but not hurt I got to my feet just as her foot rose on her toes, her heel was now way above me and I turned and ran toward the skirting board.
"I won't be a minute Abby, only it's my turn to vacuum." Said Aimee.
I found it really hard to run on this deep pile carpet, but run I did until I reached the relative safety of the skirting board. Then as I turned back to look at Aimee I saw the horrors of all horrors, a giant vacuum cleaner. As Aimee plugged it in and switched it on the sound of it was deafening but that was the least of my worries as she began vacuuming. As luck would have it she began in the kitchen, so I quickly made my way to the lounge. All the time I could hear the vacuum cleaner getting closer and closer as I scurried along toward my goal. I made it under the chair just in time as the vacuum cleaner whizzed by me. I sat down and reflected on my situation and with all that had gone on I'd forgotten about just how hungry and thirsty I was, but as usual things didn't remain calm for a minute. Aimee was now using one of the vacuum tools to pick up the dirt at the edge of the furniture and unfortunately for me I hadn't gone far enough under the chair and as the long pipe came along close to me I was caught in the suction. Before I could do anything I found myself being sucked into the hard plastic pipe, as I entered it I managed to grab hold of the edge. I was hanging on for dear life as bits of dirt and hair flew past me at alarming speed. Could I hang on? Will I survive? Tune in next time to find out.

Hello once again, now if I remember rightly I'd just been sucked up the vacuum. Well I was hanging on for dear life, all the while Aimee continued to clean. I could feel my grip getting loose as the suction was pulling me really hard but I knew if I let go then it would surly be the end. One hand slipped and let go, now I was in trouble and couldn't hold on any longer and found myself being sucked into the workings of the machine. As I bumped and bashed against the tube just as I reached the end I managed to make a last desperate attempt to get a hold of anything. Lucky for me I did grab a hold of the end as the tube entered into the suction motor. I could see nothing but the sound of the machine was now worse than ever, but how long could I hold on, as I was growing very weak. Then suddenly the vacuum cleaner began to power down; Aimee had finished vacuuming "thank fuck for that". I held tight as I felt the machine being placed back into the cupboard. Now began the long climb back through the pipe to freedom. It was hard going as the first half of the climb was straight up then over the bridge piece and the all the way down to the opening below. It had taken me quite a while to escape this bloody thing but escape I had.

After taking a well-deserved rest I ventured under the door which led me back to the hallway. I was now really thirsty and hungry and believe it or not the thought of eating the spider I'd killed earlier seemed appetising. Keeping close to the skirting board as usual I made the long trek back to the kitchen. As I reached the kitchen door I could see that Sam was standing at the kitchen counter making something. With new found energy I hurriedly made my way over to her, but as I reached the table I thought about just how easy it would be for her to step on me without even knowing it. So I decided to wait under the table in the hope that she would eventually sit down. As I sat there watching her stocking clad feet move about I thought about how right I'd been to just wait under here. Suddenly another pair of feet appeared and thundered over to where Sam was.
"Hi mum, what ya making." Enquired Mary.
"O' just a fruit cake dear." Replied Sam.
"Hmm great, I love you're fruit cake."
Just then Mary started to pick at the cake mix.
"Oi, get you're fingers out of their young lady." Cried out Sam.
"Argh mum you're a spoil sport."
"Just wait you can have the bowl to scrape when I'm finished ok."
"No it's ok mum, only I seem to have lost something and I need to go look for it. Just give me a shout when dinners ready, I'll be upstairs."
Then as Mary turned to leave she dunked her finger in the mix again and as she bought it up to her mouth a raison fell to the floor. I then watched as Mary thundered out of the kitchen obviously going to look for me. Quickly I turned my attention to the raison as that was far more than I could ever eat. Just the thought of eating it was making my mouth water and my stomach rumble I just hoped Sam didn't spot it first. The question that burned inside me was do I attempt to retrieve it or wait until Sam goes. It was no good I was just too hungry, I'd just have to chance it. But just as I got to my feet Sam moved and stood straight on my prize. I watched as her heel squashed the raison flat. Flat or not it didn't deter me I still wanted to eat it. Five minutes passed and Sam still stood on the raison, "come on move please move". Eventually Sam did move, but where was the raison? If you hadn't already guessed it had become stuck to her heel. I watched her foot and waited for it to drop off with each step she took around the kitchen, but it was stuck firm and going no where.
"MARY, AIMEE, DINNER'S READY". Called Sam.
That was my cue, quickly I made my way under to the centre of the table and watched as these huge feet appeared all around me. Mary wore nothing on her feet, Sam wore a pair of house slippers and of course you already know what Sam wore, "yes, the bloody raison". As they all sat down it was interesting to watch each of them and how they fidgeted with their feet. Mary sat with her feet planted firmly on the ground and didn't move them much. Aimee slid her feet out of her slippers and rested her toes on the heel. While Sam tucked her feet under her chair raising them up on her toes. This was my chance if I could only climb up her sole I'd be able to retrieve the raison. Gingerly I made my way around Sam's feet until I stood looking at her raised foot from behind. The raison was squashed completely flat and I realised how careful I'd have to be other wise I might end up just like it. I approached her enormous foot and just as I was about to start my climb her foot twitched and I was away from there like a bat out of hell. Once at a safe distance I stopped and looked back, she had crossed her feet over at the ankles. Her right foot, which held the food, was now resting on her left heel. Slowly I made my way back to her foot. Upon reaching her foot I grabbed hold of her nylons and began climbing up them, my heart had never beat so fast. The climb wasn't without the odd hair-raiser, just as I reached the end of the bridge of her foot she decided to change feet and cross the left over the right. The sudden movement frightened the life out of me, but eventually I reached my goal. I reached out with my right arm and began pulling on the squashed raison but it was stuck solid and I just couldn't move it. Out of shear frustration and not thinking of what I was doing I grabbed hold with both arms and just hung from the raison. Still it didn't budge so I planted both feet on her heel and tugged. That did the trick and I fell to the cold hard ground with the raison landing on top of me. Completely winded but otherwise unharmed, I dragged my prize around to the front of Sam's feet. I sat down and began stuffing my face with the food, if you'd have seen me, you'd have thought I'd never eaten before. But in my haste to eat the food I'd made a really bad miscalculation, you see I hadn't sat far enough under the table. Just as I'd eaten more than I ever thought possible Sam uncrossed her feet and bought them forward. I didn't have time to move, and before I knew was happening Sam's foot descended upon me. Lucky for me that she hadn't applied her full weight (if she had then I wouldn't be telling this story now). I found myself face up with her big and second toe's either side of me. I tried to move, and to my relief I could actually wriggle. So I began rocking from side to side while pushing and kicking with my legs. My right foot got caught in her nylon and try as I might I just couldn't get it free. Just then Sam decided to cross her legs and lucky for me I was under the foot to be raised. As her leg rose up and crossed over the other one I found myself hanging upside down underneath her toes as my foot was still caught in her nylon. I kept on swinging up to try and release it, but it was no good I just couldn't get free. Panic was now starting to set in, as I was fully aware that they'd nearly finished their meal?
"Mum that was great." Aimee said.
"Good, would you like some afters". Replied Sam.
"No thanks I'm full".
"Me too". Said Mary.
"Well how about a cup of tea." Enquired Sam.
Meanwhile I was still hanging about. "O shit, I'm in trouble now".
"It's ok mum I'll make it". Said lifesaver Mary.
I then watched from my upside down position Mary's feet depart from under the table. Still I struggled but just couldn't get my foot loose.
"Hey, fancy some music". Asked Mary while switching on the radio.
This was all I needed as Sam now began to tap her foot to the beat of the music. I was being shaken about big time and my already sore ankle was getting a right old grilling. But still I hung firm, then as the beat got faster so did Sam's tapping (it's a good job I can't get sick anymore wouldn't you say). Then without warning my foot came loose and I flew through the air. To my great surprise I landed on something soft, how lucky could that be? Well as it turned out it wasn't so much as luck but really BAD luck, you see I'd landed right in one of Aimee's slippers. As I rose to my feet I turned to see the largest set of toes starring straight back at me. "Shit Don get you're arse out of here". The problem that faced me was that the sides of the slipper stood at least 2 inches high, making it impossible for me to climb out, as there was nothing to hold onto. The only way out would be to approach the broken down heel where Sam's toes were pinning it down. What choice did I have, but then again maybe this was as good a time as any in which to try and get her attention. So I made my over to her big toe which rested slightly higher than my head. I began to punch her toe as hard as I could but this didn't seem to get any response. But I wasn't about to give up so I tried again only this time jumping up and landing with both fists. It was no good she just didn't feel a thing (how I wish I'd still been 3" tall). I decided that I'd better get out of here while I still had the chance. Just as I reached the end that was lowest Sam raised her foot which aloud the heel to spring back up. Shit now I'm in trouble; I attempted to scale the heel using the crease's left in the fabric from when it had been compressed. It was no use I just couldn't get out. Then suddenly a shadow loomed above me, as I looked up I could see Aimee's foot getting ready to enter the slipper. Quickly I scurried down toward the toe end as I'd surly be squashed if I stayed where I was. Just as I'd made it to the part of the slipper where the ball of Aimee's foot would rest her toes caught me up and clipped the back of my head sending me tumbling over. I lay on my back and watched with horror as the light disappeared and I found myself surrounded by her foot flesh. I found that after her foot had settled in that I was totally pinned in the crease from where her toes joined her foot. To my total disbelief I found that I could still breathe although it must be said that Aimee's feet did stink. As Aimee got up from the table my whole body seemed to compress under her toes, every last bit of breath was forced out from me and I felt like I would explode. Then as she took that first step the relief on me was just wonderful until her foot hit the ground again. With each step she took would bring a new and more intense pain. Lucky for me she didn't walk far as I think she moved to the lounge to watch some TV. As she sat down and stretched her legs out before her the pressure on me dissipated thus enabling me to breathe more easily. I found that I still couldn't move and every now and then she would scrunch her toes up as if to inflict more pain (but of course she was unaware of me or at least that what she says now). After a short while she moved and must have tucked her foot under herself, as my prison became even tighter and more confined. My whole body was rapidly loosing its feeling.

I was really starting to fear for my life as I'd now lost all feeling in my body and even my head felt pretty numb. It was getting increasingly harder to breathe and the air that I was taking in was very stale and pungent. With each new breath I drew in the burning to my lungs felt greater. It was also very hot in here and I could feel myself getting pretty wet. With great relieve Aimee moved her foot and placed it back down on the ground, but my suffering was only just beginning as Aimee began walking again. I must admit that as my body was so numb now with each crushing step to the ground I was oblivious to any pain and to cap it all off I was in a state of semiconscious. As Aimee got upstairs she went into the bathroom to wash, while standing at the sink washing I found it near on impossible to catch my breath. Just as I was about to black out she began walking again thus enabling me to gulp up some well-needed air. It wasn't long before she reached her room and once again now that she had stopped walking I was struggling to breathe. Suddenly the pressure on me decreased and light entered my prison, but to my horror I didn't stay in the slipper instead I remained stuck to her foot. My eyes took a short while to adjust to the light and it felt great to gulp in some well-needed fresh air. I looked up from between her toes and realised that she must have been resting her heel on the edge of the chair. I could see her face peering down at me (well her toes anyway). I remember trying to move and free myself while I still had the chance, but no feeling had yet returned to my body. All I could do was just wait and hope. Unfortunately what happened next was worse than anything I could ever have imagined. My sight suddenly became partially blocked by some sort of large netting. "O' SHIT, NO PLEASE". Aimee was putting on her nylons. As if being stuck under her toes wasn't bad enough, I now found myself stuck under her toes and encased by her nylons. Could things get any worse? Her foot lunged forward while she stretched it out pulling on her nylons. It felt as though my body was about to pop, although I was still numb I could tell just how great the pressure was on me by the way my eyes seemed to want to pop from their sockets. By this point I was preying to die as I just couldn't take anymore, and I'm pretty sure that my life flashed before my eyes on more than one occasion. Soon I found myself looking up from the ground as Aimee had placed her foot back down on the floor. She then began walking around without any shoes on. I just had to close my eyes as each time her foot moved forward with each step everything just flew by faster than my eyes could comprehend. Surly I couldn't take much more. I could tell by the way she was now walking that she was going down stairs. It wasn't long before she stopped once more; this could only mean one thing she was about to put on her shoes. I felt her foot rise and move down then I saw the edge of her shoe pass me by as her foot entered it. Again I was plunged into darkness only with the shoe bought greater fear as this was twice as cramped as her slipper and even harder to breathe. She shuffled about a bit to get comfortable and then headed out the front door. I bet you're wondering how I knew she'd gone out the front door well let me tell you that her first step on the path was just nerve shattering. I mean you know the noise women make when they walk along in their high heels, well just imagine what it must have been like for me being up close and personnel with each thundering step. Although each step dug deep into my very soul, it wasn't long before I became oblivious the noise around me. It was such a relief when she eventually got to her car as the pressure on me relented and the thundering sound of her footfalls was replaced by the humming of the car engine. Believe it or not I was beginning to feel quite sleepy, but that was all about to change. Aimee had now reached her destination and exited the car; again I was forced to endure the pounding of each step.

Soon all was quite again, I was unsure of what was going on but I figured Aimee was sitting down. I was right, as it wasn't long before she removed her shoe and I could tell from the noises around me that she was now in a restaurant. My view was really exciting I mean imagine looking up from between someone's toes and only being able to see the underneath of a table, exciting or what! I found the fresh air and light to be so rejuvenating, that I don't remember feeling any happier at any time in my life. Although Aimee kept on moving her foot about I didn't care; I was just satisfied with breathing normally. I knew that it was only a matter of time before I would be placed back into my dark damp prison (sorry forgot smelly). Sure enough as night becomes day I was soon placed into total darkness and again fighting for my breath. "If only I can survive a while longer I might just get out of hear", I remember saying to myself over and over. I guessed we'd entered a disco or night-club as I could hear very faint music, nut's I thought we were on our way home. It wasn't long before Aimee began to dance and my prison was getting wetter and wetter and hotter and hotter. It wasn't long before I feared I'd drown as the sweat from Aimee's foot was now running all over me and I found that I kept choking on the foul liquid. It was with great relief that she eventually sat down and kicked of her shoes. "I couldn't believe the song that was playing at that point, it was Nancy Sinatra 'Those boots were made for walking'. Thinking about it now no boots would have walked over me only squashed me". After managing to get my breath back Aimee went back for some more only this time without her shoes. As her foot was twisting about and stamping up and down I was gasping for air each time her foot rose up and then feeling very flat as her foot hit the ground. At one point in an upward motion with my mouth open wide to intake a large amount of air a lump of toe jam fell into my mouth causing me to cough and nearly choke to death as I lost my rhythm for breathing and was fighting for air.

Eventually Aimee sat back down, I had realised a while ago that she was out with Abby as occasionally I could make out them talking. Aimee was just putting on her shoes again hopefully getting ready to go home when some smooth arse came and asked her to dance. Quickly I was placed back in the shoe and Aimee was dancing a slow dance with this moron. Suddenly the pressure on me increased ten folds and I felt blood burst from my nose and them Aimee began to hop about. The next thing I remember was the shoe being removed and feeling myself being mashed about by Aimee's huge fingers and thumb. Although I still had no feeling being mashed about like this was really painful from the inside out.
"O' god I'm really sorry, please let me kiss it better." Said some bloke.
"Go to hell, you clumsy moron, you've crushed my bloody toe." Replied Aimee.
"Look I'm really sorry."
"Yea ok fine, but please just PISS OFF DICK BRAIN."
With that the bloke just drifted away.
"Aimee that was a bit harsh."
"I know but that clumsy bastard hurt my toe."
Then both girls began to laugh and I can tell you for me it was no laughing matter as Aimee was still massaging her foot.
"Come on lets go home."
Aimee then placed her foot back in the shoe and went home.

Once home Aimee removed her shoes giving me some well earned Air. She went upstairs and paid a visit to the bathroom. She then placed her foot on the toilet seat and began rolling her nylon down. Lucky for me this time I still remained stuck to her foot otherwise I'd have ended up in the toilet. As she placed her foot back on the ground she did the same with the other one. Having removed both stockings she dropped them in the washing basket and walked back into her room. All the time I was still stuck to her foot. As she sat on the edge of her bed I couldn't believe it as she put on a pair of cheesy bed socks. She then shuffled about and got into bed. Soon she became very still and I still lay there stuck fast to the under side of her toes. I found it easy to breath now and there was very little pressure on me and I hopped that soon the feeling to my body would return and I could attempt to break free from this nightmare. After about half an hour I was starting to get some feeling back into my bruised and battered body, unfortunately along with the feeling came the pain and it soon became apparent to me that I'd broken a couple of ribs and who knows what internal injuries I might have. Soon I found that I could once again move my arms, I managed to bring them up and start to push on Aimee's toes in an attempt to break free. It was hard work but eventually I could feel myself begin to peel off from her toes. With a few hard pushes from my arms and quick knee jerks from my legs I had broken free. Now all that remained was to crawl out from this tight enclosed space. I decided that I'd head for the arch of her foot and then up the inside of her foot toward the ankle as hopefully the elastic of the sock would be slacker there. And so began my perilous journey to freedom. With each movement I made the pain inside me would increase but I knew that I needed to get free no matter how much I was hurting. It seemed that it was taking forever, as I couldn't move very fast as along with the pain I was feeling, the elastic was fairly tight. Also I hoped I was heading in the right direction, as it was very dark in here. Occasionally my world would move as Aimee fidgeted about in her sleep but nothing I couldn't handle at least that was until she scratched her foot with the other one. Suddenly I felt this huge immovable object press against my back and begin pulling me up and down all the while pressing me hard against Aimee's soft arch. I screamed out in pain (but as you're well aware my screams don't amount to much). I feared that her toenail would rip me in half and I'm sure it would have had it not been for the cotton of the socks. Once she had finished scratching the itch that was I, I kept very still and cried to myself in intense pain. I knew my time was running out and that I needed to escape from here fast. After a short while the pain had diminished and I began the slow crawl to freedom again. I made it to the top of the sock without any further incident worth mentioning. The problem that lay before me now was crawling under the lip of the sock as this was highly elasticised. I decided that the best way of doing this would be to ease my arms out followed by my head and then just pull myself free. With great difficulty I managed to do just that until I was half way out but I just couldn't seem to squeeze out that last bit. All of a sudden Aimee bought her knee up and reached for the sock I was half escaped from and tucking her thumb behind it. Stretching and pulling the elastic tighter felt as though it would cut through me, but she then pulled her foot out from in the sock and I fell down on the sheet below as she withdrew her hand with the sock and stretched out her leg once more. I felt tons of flesh press me down onto the mattress. This was by far the worst position I'd been in yet as I was pressed firmly into her calf muscle with absolutely no air to breathe and certainly no way of moving. I could feel her shifting her other leg and assumed she was removing that sock as well. I was just about to pass out from lack of air when the gods smiled down upon me and she rolled over. As I lay they on my back gasping in great lung falls of air I thought to myself would I ever manage to make contact with someone as large as this, after all to all intense and purposes I was in another world, just a bug an insignificant bug. But this was not the time to sit here feeling sorry for myself so I summoned up what strength I had left and began slowly walking toward the edge of the bed before she moved again. Now that I had reached the edge I decided to walk up toward the top end of the bed.

After a long, long trek I emerged through the open end at the top of the bed. Light greeted me as I left the cover of the sheet. I had no idea of what day it was let alone time but I surmised it must have been early morning at least I'd hoped it was early morning as I didn't want Aimee waking up just yet. I decided to try and make the climb up to her ear as maybe just maybe I could get her attention. So far so good I'd made it onto the pillow and only had a short distance to go to reach my target. Then suddenly Aimee lifted her head up, turned to face me and dropped her head hard onto the pillow. Well the wind this created just swept me up of off my feet and I began swirling around until eventually I ....

Eventually I landed with a splash. Quickly I got my head above water. As usual lady luck hadn't been on my side, you see I'd landed in a mug of cold tea (well half a mug to be precise). I was really cold and there certainly was no way out of here, all I could was do was to keep treading water and wait. The top of the mug was at least 3 inches above me and there was no way to scale these smooth walls. Suddenly there was the ear-piercing shriek of the alarm going off. I felt my world shake as Aimee reached over to switch off the alarm and caught the mug with what I assume to have been her hand. Unfortunately the mug remained upright, but the knock had made the tea swish about and send waves of cold tea washing over my head. Pretty soon I heard Aimee get out of bed and can only guess that she went into the bathroom. I'd been treading water now for a good half-hour and was starting to feel tired (I'm not very fit you know). In due time I felt the mug begin to move and looking up I could see that Aimee had picked it up. I tried to get her attention but she wasn't looking down into it and even if she had been, she probably wouldn't have spotted me, but still there was no harm in trying. Soon after I felt the mug tilt and found myself being emptied out along with the cold tea. I landed with a thud as I hit the bottom of the sink, as I looked around all I could see was lots of dirty plates, cups and cutlery. I knew I had to get out of here but how? The only way I could think of was to wait until the plug was put in and attempt to scale the chain. So I made my way over to the menacing looking plug hole. I stood on the rim and carefully looked down, it sent shivers down my spine just the thought of getting sucked down there, as if that were to happen surly it'd be the end of me. Just as I'd taken a step back this huge hand appeared and placed the plug into the hole, quickly I looked up to see Sam getting ready to do the washing up. I jumped up and down waving my arms about but it was no good, as she wasn't even looking down here. As fast as I could I ran to the plug chain, but before I could start to climb a fierce jet of thick liquid hit me in the back sending me tumbling over. As I tried to stand I found that this stuff was really slippery and gooey, of course it was just normal every day washing up detergent. Worse was to follow as Sam turned on the taps and the thunderous pressure of flowing water washing all around the sink met me. As the water level began to rise I found myself getting caught under the flow from the faucets and being pushed and pulled around by the current. Soon the water level was at a sufficient height and Sam turned off the taps. Her enormous hands now entered the sink wearing a pair of pink washing up gloves (obviously she doesn't use fairy! You know "FOR HANDS THAT DO DISHE'S MAY BE SOFT ON YOU'RE HANDS WITH MILD CREAM FAIRY LIQUID" no never mind). As she began sloshing around with the washing up cloth and picking up parts to wash I found it harder and harder to keep my head above water. To make matters worse I couldn't tell which direction the plug chain was as the soap bubbles completely surrounded me. I decided that the best course of action would be to find the side of the sink and try and follow it round until I met with the chain. It was a hard and perilous journey but eventually I reached the chain. With great relief I began to pull myself up and out of the warm water. As I neared the top of the chain I was beginning to get clear of the bubbles, just as I looked over my shoulder Sam's hand reached in behind me and pulled out the plug. I hung on for dear life as she draped the plug over one of the faucets. I then watched as she left. Gathering up all my strength I made the final climb up and out of the sink. Once on the edge of the sink I walked up behind the cold water faucet and sat down to catch my breath.

It wasn't long before I was ready for my next task, which of course was to find some food, as again I was really hungry. I made my way over to the draining board and then walked over onto the worktop. I couldn't believe it for once luck was on my side as just a few feet in front of me lay an open bag of cheese balls. Hurriedly I made my way over to the bag and looked in. Inside was more food than I could ever eat, without thinking I walked into the bag and started tucking into the nearest cheesy ball. Each ball stood taller than I, it was hard work just to break off a little piece to eat but I managed it and boy did they taste good. After I'd eaten about half a ball (I know I'm a pig) someone picked up the bag and tipped it into a glass bowl. I nearly died on the spot, as I'd been so engrossed in stuffing my face I'd totally forgotten just how vulnerable a position I was in. As I lay they're on the bottom of the glass bowl with loads of these cheesy balls atop of me; I cursed myself for being so stupid. Just then I felt the bowl move, someone was carrying it out of the kitchen. Once the bowl was back on a steady surface I began to climb up to the top. I had to be careful as occasionally a hand would appear and scoop up some of the balls. I'd made it to the top and felt quite proud of my achievement. Balancing myself atop of the highest ball I began waving my arms about in the hope I'd be spotted. As Mary leaned over I watched in horror as her hand came over me and scooped me up along with loads of the balls. Now I know that's not to bad, but unfortunately she'd squeezed a little too hard. I found myself pressed firmly into one of the cheesy balls; in fact I was so firmly imbedded that I couldn't move at all. As I lay there cupped in her hand while she watched TV, I tied as hard as I could to break free but it was just no good. She was now down to the last three or four and I watched as she picked up the one laying to the left of me and placed it in her mouth. As she bit down on it, the crunch that it made sickened me, as I knew that very soon that would be me.
"Mary, would you pass the TV remote please." Asked Sam.
"Sure here you go." Replied Mary.
As Mary leaned forward my ball rolled out from her hand and bounced off her knee before landing on the floor and rolling over before coming to a stop at Sam's feet. I'd had some good luck there but not all that much as although I was safe from being eaten I was now in real danger of getting stood on. I could do nothing, as no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't break loose from this cheesy ball. I just lay starring at the toe of Sam's shoe, then she slid her foot forward and kicked the ball like a small football. I seemed to roll forever and got very disorientated as the ball slowly came to a halt. After my world had stopped spinning I was able to make out just where I was. I was right in the middle of the doorway to the hall. Not a good place to be, as I would shortly find out. I could hear Aimee talking she must have been on the phone (they have a phone table in the hallway just as you come through the front door). 'DING, DONG' the doorbell rang. Aimee got up and answered the door.
"Hi Janet, come in she's in the front room. MARY ITS JANET" Said Aimee.
"Thanks." Replied Janet.
I could feel the shaking of the ground as Janet walked closer to where I was laying. But before Janet reached me Mary had come to greet her and kicked me with her toe. Again I was sent rolling, only this time down the hallway toward Aimee. How long would my luck hold out I thought. As Mary met Janet they both turned around and were heading upstairs to Mary's room and guess what I was right in their path. I was actually able to see quite well from my position as I was now facing up looking at the ceiling but incredibly still stuck fast. Again the ground shook as Mary stepped straight over me. Then it happened I watched in utter terror as Janet's foot appeared above me. I remember those last moments as a reoccurring nightmare as the sole of her shoe descended upon me. Everything went dark as her sole got closer until I could see no more. The crunch of the ball sickened me to the stomach but amazingly I survived. You see Janet was wearing a pair of high-soled shoes with deep tread and I'd been squeezed into one of the groves. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced and certainly something I wouldn't want to experience ever again. With each step her sole would bend slightly causing the pressure on me to subside, but as her foot left the ground the walls of the tread squeezed me tighter than you could ever imagine. It wasn't long before all was still and I was wedged under this beautiful young woman's shoe. I could hear both girls chatting far off in the distance and knew that Janet must have taken off her shoes. I wriggled as best I could to try and prise myself free but unless the shoe was tilted over I'd have no chance as the only place to go was down. I wasn't going to let this deter me, as I knew I had to get out as quickly as possible. As luck would have it the shoe was sent tumbling as someone entered the room.
"Sorry to disturb you but mum and I are going into town and we just wondered if you'd like to come." Enquired Aimee.
"Do you fancy that Janet." Asked Mary.
"Yea sure, why not." Answered Janet.
While the three women chatted I had managed to break free. Feeling a little worse for ware I began to make for the bed in the hope I could recover under there. Shit my luck had ran out for the day as no sooner had I began to make my way to the bed did this huge nylon covered foot appear from out of no ware and land straight on top of me. Now I know what you're thinking "How'd he ever survive that", well as her foot came down I was walking and found myself pressed through the nylon and ended up between her big and second toe. It all happened so fast and the shock of it just made me pass out.

When I did eventually come round I was in a dark damp smelly prison again, this time though it was a little better than before as I wasn't being crushed under her toes. I knew I couldn't do anything to escape this torture so I just braced myself between her toes and waited. One thing I was pretty sure about was that I wasn't sharing this shoe with Janet's foot as the sound of these steps were much like the last. After about an hour of this torture light came streaming in and I was able to breathe in some fresh air. As I looked up I could see a pretty young woman's face peering down at me. It was then that I realised we must have been in a shoe shop as this pretty young woman entrapped me once again inside a shoe. I was bumped around as the owner of the foot walked up and down and tried the shoe out good and proper. Again I saw the assistants face as she removed the shoe. This time however the owner of the foot began walking around the shop without her shoes on. Just as I thought the worst was over as she sat down, she bought up her foot and grabbed at the nylon pulling it out and wriggling her toes. This caused me to lose my grip and I was sent tumbling down to her heel. She then released the nylon and it sprang back into place pinning me against her heel. As she lowered her foot back toward her shoe I quickly crawled up toward her arch. I just made it in the nick of time as her foot slipped snugly into her shoe. Now I know it was bad being crushed under Aimee's toes, but just let me tell you that was heaven compared to this. As she (I now know the owner of the foot was Mary) took that first step I screamed out in shear pain as my already bruised and broken ribs were subjected to yet more excruciating pain. Again I blacked out.

When I eventually came to I was lying with my back pressed firmly against the arch of Mary's foot and I could see TV. She had her feet up on the coffee table and was watching her favourite soap opera. As if things weren't bad enough now I had to watch an episode of Eastender's, could things get any worse? I tried to move only to feel great pain down the whole of my right side. O' god I just hopped I wasn't too badly broken up. For the next couple of hours I just lay there, as Mary became a coach potato. I could hear other voices and realised that Sam and Aimee were there also. Mary then asked.
"Who wants a cup of tea".
Both Sam and Aimee replied "yes please."
My world then began to move again as the TV went out of view and the carpet once again greeted me (I was pretty pissed as they were watching Star Trek Voyager, and boy do I like seven of nine). I found this not too painful, as Mary didn't put anything on her feet. After a while Mary returned to the lounge and sat back down, only this time she bought her feet up and tucked her left foot (my one) under her right leg. In this new position I was being crushed on both sides, the back of me by her arch and the front of me by her right leg. The pain I was feeling at this point was unrelenting and worse still it was getting harder and harder to breathe. She must have stayed that way for a good 10 minutes and when she did eventually move her foot I was almost dead. Lying there trying to gulp up some badly needed air I could feel my chest really hurt with each breath I took. It wasn't long before we were on the move again.
"Good night all." Said Mary as she left the room.
Pretty soon we were upstairs and Mary was getting ready for bed. As she removed her stocking I came loose from her foot and fell into the toe end. She placed the stocking over the back of a chair and left the toe end sitting on the seat of the chair. What happened next will remain with me always. As I lay there recovering I felt the chair pull out and looked up in fright at what I saw. Mary was about to sit down, although she had a fantastic arse and at normal size I'd have given anything to have her sit on my face at my current size it wasn't such a good idea. Lucky for me that all she wore was a pair of panties and as she sat down I found myself lying between her butt cheeks. To be honest it wasn't such a bad experience, it might well have been the end of me if she'd sat a little to the left or to the right, but as it was she couldn't have got it any better. I lay they and as much pain as I was in I found myself becoming aroused by having this beautiful big woman sit on me. It was very warm and the smell was quite intoxicating, as it wasn't her arse I was smelling but her woman hood. Soon Mary got up and went to bed. I decided that the best thing for me would be to get some well-earned rest as my body certainly needed it. I didn't even remember the light going out, I was asleep that fast.

I awoke feeling as though I'd been ten rounds with Mike Tyson with my hands tied behind my back. My right arm felt very sore and my broken ribs were very painful, considering all that I'd been through I felt very lucky to be alive. Slowly I got my feet, although I really wanted to rest some more. As I got to my feet the realisation of just how badly I was injured hit my like a ton of bricks, as shooting pains thrust through my entire body. For the first time since I'd been shrunk I was almost ready to just give up, but I knew that in order to survive I would have to get out of the confines of Mary's nylons. I began to make my over to the leg of the nylon that hung over the chair. I found that it was easier to crawl as the weight of the fabric on me was less restrictive. As I reached the end of the nylon that ran up the back of the chair I decided to try and pull it down as oppose to climb up and over. Unfortunately I possessed neither the strength nor the weight to pull the nylon down. And so I took the only option left open to me and that was to attempt the long climb up. It was hard going but eventually I was over half way up the back of the chair when Mary's alarm went off. It shit the life out of me I can tell ya, but hearing the noise only made me move faster as I knew I was running out of time. Suddenly Mary's huge hand appeared above me and picked up the nylons, I held as tight as I could, as I didn't want to end up in the toe end again. As she made her way to the bathroom allowing the stocking to drag behind her, I was getting knocked from pillar to post as her enormous thighs smashed against my already battered body. Lucky it was only a short walk. Once in the bathroom Mary dropped her nylons to the ground and removed her panties, dropping them also to the ground. Her shadow then departed as she entered the shower cubical. This was good news for me as all I had to do now was to make a hasty exit from this silky prison. As I limped out of the top of the stocking the shower cubical became silent; Mary had finished her shower. Quickly I made my over to the rear of the toilet. From my position I watched as Mary exited the shower, It really was a sight to behold. I watched as she dried herself and then dressed, I actually felt myself blush as I thought about how I was invading her privacy "what the fuck am I thinking, after all she's the reason I'm here". Soon she left the room; it still amazed me that something so big could move so god damn fast. While I was here I decided I could do with relieving myself so while standing behind the toilet I done my business, rather appropriate wouldn't you say.

Now I needed to find something to drink and for once that shouldn't prove too difficult, as all I had to do was to go over to the puddles of water that had formed when Mary exited the shower. But I had this burning fear in the back of my mind, had Sam and Aimee already used the bathroom? Walking out to the small pools of water could prove very hazardous to my health should someone walk in. I decided to wait but the longer I waited the smaller the pools of water got as it was quickly being absorbed into the floor. It was no good I'd just have to take the chance and hope no one walked in, and so hesitantly I made my way across the floor until I reached a pool of water. I sank to my knees and began drinking as much of the water as possible; I was so thirsty that I thought I'd never stop. Once I'd had my fill I began to wash myself and just feeling clean made me feel a whole lot better. Now that I'd satisfied my thirst I slowly made my way over to the door. Although the door was shut tight at my currant height this didn't pose too much of a problem as I could easily crawl underneath. I decided to head for Aimee's room.

As I walked along by the side of the wall I became aware of the ground beginning to tremble, I quickly turned to see Aimee heading up the hallway toward her room followed by her friend Donna. Shit did I not like Donna she was such a horrible bitch, me and her just never got on. She too was quite a bit taller than I (well shit who isn't). She stood about 5'10 and just loved making fun of my inadequate height, god would she have a field day now. I just watched in oar as these two towering beauties walked past me and entered Aimee's room. It wasn't long before I reached the door and crawled under. As I got out from under the door I could see that both girls were sitting on the bed chatting. I made the decision that I wouldn't try and contact Aimee until she was alone, as I wouldn't want Donna to see me like this. And so I made my way over to the side of the bed where both girls' legs hung over. As I walked past their colossal shoes I got the fright of my life as this huge foot landed on the ground in front of me. The gust of wind that shot out from underneath knocked me to the ground. As I raised up onto my elbows I found that I was looking up into the huge smiling face of DONNA. Before I knew what was happening her gigantic thumb and finger picked me up and roughly dropped me into her shoe. As I landed and quickly looked up she had this really evil grin on her face; she then rose up and out of my view. Shit I knew I was in trouble now and couldn't believe I'd been so fucking stupid. I suppose looking back on it now I'd just got complacent and didn't think anyone would ever see me. I knew in my heart of hearts that I could never escape this shoe but I just had to try. I could already smell a very strong sweaty and musky odour emanating from the slightly damp insole. I began trying to scale the sides of the shoe but it was useless, there was absolutely no way I'd ever climb up and out.
"Have you seen anything of what's his face next door." Enquired Donna.
"No he's away on business." Replied Aimee.
"O' has he been gone long."
"A week or so. Anyway why are you so interested, I thought you didn't like him."
"I don't, but it just seemed kinda strange not seeing him lurking around here lately."
"He doesn't lurk, and if you only gave him a chance instead of always shoving those big tit's of yours in his face and taking the piss out of him for being short then you'd see just what a nice fella he is."
"Ok then I will, when's he due back."
"Funny you ask that as no one really knows."
"Well that's nice to know."
"What do you mean by that?"
"O' nothing, just kinda strange he never told you."
Meanwhile I'd heard everything and feared the worst. I crawled up to heel and attempted to climb up the stiff back. I couldn't believe it I was actually making headway, I was using the stitching running up the back just as you'd use a ladder. Suddenly the shoe shook violently and I lost my grip and after hitting the sole I rolled all the way back down into the toe end. As I regained my composure and looked up I could see Donna's huge toe peering over the heel back looking further up I could see her occasionally make a glance down at me, she must have been watching me the whole time.
"Well I'm sorry to leave so early Aim's but I've got quite a lot to do."
"Sure no prob's."
I watched as her huge toes suddenly got a lot larger as they slowly and deliberately edged there way into the shoe. I began backing off until I was firmly pressed between her toes and the wall of the shoe. I thought my time was up as there just wasn't enough room in here for me and her foot, but then just as the pressure was getting painful she rose her foot up on the heel and moved her foot out slightly. This caused me to tumble forward and come to rest under her toes. She must have been able to feel my presence as she then slid her foot back in while keeping me pinned under them. This was far worse than the previous times I'd spent under some ones toes, as not only didn't I like this evil bitch but she was aware that I was here and would scrunch her toes up with great regularity. Also I found that I was lying under her smaller toes thus giving me even less room in which to breathe. After a short while she began to walk and with each thundering step it felt as though my whole body were being crushed in a hydraulic press. It wasn't long before I felt the pain dissipate as my body slowly went numb. The heat and the stickiness of her toe flesh was becoming unbearable but I just had to stick it out as what choice did I have. I was finding it increasingly more and more difficult to breathe and what air I was getting was pretty rancid. I could tell she was now in her car as the walking had stopped and the thunderous steps were replaced with a more pleasing on the ear hum.
"Just what the fuck is she up to." I remember thinking to myself, after all she knew I was in here, surly she didn't mean to make me suffer like this on purpose, or did she? Although while driving the car released a lot of pressure of off me my journey wasn't easy at all as she kept on scrunching up her toes as if to remind me of my place (as if I needed reminding).

Soon the journey was over and I felt the pressure increase once again as she began to walk. If I can just last a little longer I'd soon be out of this hell. I soon discovered that I couldn't have been more wrong as unbeknown to me at the time the evil bitch was going shopping. I'd been encased in here longer than I care to remember and was just surprised that I was still aware of my surroundings and hadn't blacked out.

God knows how long I'd been in here now; just as well he doe's because I haven't got a fucking clue. If you've ever been in a sauna then you can appreciate just how hot and hard it was for me to catch my breath. I know it sounds crazy but when you're lying under some ones toes with nothing to do except fight for each breathe you become very bored and to reduce this I began to count each step she took. I'm not kidding when I say I was well into the thousands when the thumping stopped and I heard the steps muffle on carpet. Could this be the end of my torment?

Donna entered her home and checked that her flat mate Janice was out. She then went to the lounge and removed her shoes. I remember the relief I felt as light suddenly streamed in and fresh air entered my lungs. Unfortunately again I found that I was stuck fast to her clammy stinking foot, and so as she removed her foot then she removed me also. The carpet flew up to greet me as she placed her bare foot to the ground.
"Ok little man, come on out and let me see you." Donna called to her shoe.
Donna waited but obviously I didn't appear.
"Right you little shit you've had you're chance."
With that Donna picked up her shoe and tipped it up, expecting me to fall out and land in her awaiting palm. When I didn't fall she then examined the inside of her shoe.
"Pooh, that stinks in there. Shit where are you. I hope I haven't squashed you just yet".
Squashed me just yet, boy did I not like the sound of that. Even if I could move I wouldn't have, as I wanted her to think she'd squashed me. Then suddenly her foot began to lift. She crossed her leg over so that her sole was facing up and I remember seeing the look on her face when she first caught sight of me stuck there under her toes.
"O' my god, just look at you." Cried Donna before becoming helpless with unrelenting laughter. The loud uncontrollable laughter almost burst my tiny eardrums. I had to suffer a good five minutes of this torture before she finally managed to contain herself.
"Good god you've no idea just how funny you look stuck under my little toes. Here let me give you a hand."
Donna then peeled me off from her foot and dropped me into her waiting palm.
"Now little man correct me if I'm wrong but you are Don right?"
I still couldn't move let alone attempt to answer, as my body hadn't yet regained its feeling.
"Say something then. Look if you don't answer me then I'll kill you right now and don't think I won't because I wouldn't even give it a second thought."
The numbness was beginning to subside as I could now feel my body tingle with pins and needles.
"Well you're no good to me if you can't move so I guess it time to finish this."
With that Donna placed her thumb over me and began to push down, I honestly thought this is it after all I'd been through I was about to die under the thumb of this evil giantess.
I could feel the pressure increase upon me and thought that this was it, my time was up. Then as soon as I'd given up all hope the pressure subsided and light blinded me as her thumb left my being.
"You know what rather than squash you, I'm feeling a little peckish so I think I'll eat you instead."
With that she picked me up, pinching my legs between her brightly coloured red nails. She then proceeded to dangle me helplessly above her waiting mouth. I watched as she licked her lips expectantly and then opened her cave like mouth. By this time I was able to move and had began thrashing about as hard as I possibly could. She then released her grip on me and I fell. She didn't drop me quite squarely into her waiting mouth and I bumped off of her top lip before entering it. As luck would have it this slowed me down enough to enable me to reach out and grab onto her top front pearly white teeth. Although me grip was not good I did however manage to hold on as she straightened her head. I lay there on her rough tongue vowing not to go down without a fight. Suddenly her tongue raised up and pushed me into the roof of her mouth then slid out from under me causing me to fall into the pool of waiting saliva below. As quick as a flash her tongue was on top of me pinning me under this foul pool, I was struggling to hold my breathe due to the pressure her tongue was applying on me. I gulped down mouthfuls of this thick warm liquid and couldn't believe I was about to drown in some ones spit. Then surprisingly light entered this dark wet cave. Her tongue rolled back and I was able to stand in the pool behind her bottom front teeth. As I rubbed my eyes and looked out into the open world I was shocked to see myself looking back. Donna was standing in front of a mirror with her mouth open. Without a second thought I climbed up and over her teeth and dived out of the gapping hole just in the nick of time as I heard her jaw clamp shut behind me. I didn't fall far as I landed on her huge palm that was there to greet me.
"Well, well, little man, looks as though you and I are going to have some fun after all."

The thought of fun with her sent shivers down my spine.

I lay there in her open palm looking up in terror at her beautiful and yet mischievous face.
"First things first little man. How'd you get so small?" Donna asked inquisitively.
I struggled to my unsteady feet and attempted to answer her by holding my hands either side of my mouth and whispering as loud as I could, but it was no good she'd never be able to hear me.
"Well try as you might little man I just can't hear you. So I'm afraid that if you can't communicate with me then obviously you don't care about the games we're going to play, but first I'm rather hungry and as I didn't get to eat you then I think I'll just make some lunch."
She then closed her hand over me and walked into the kitchen.

Upon entering the kitchen she reached for tall glass beaker and dropped me into it. I hit the cold glass bottom with a thud knocking the wind out of me. I then watched as her titanic fingers wrapped around the glass and lifted it up toward her smiling face.
"You should be quite safe in there."
The glass then moved at great speed before being placed on a table. I watched as she turned her back and walked over to the counter to prepare her lunch. I stood and looked up, the walls of the glass rose up all around me at least 5 inches high thus making it impossible for me to scale. I was now beginning to feel really cold and as well as heat I also required nourishment. It wasn't long before she came over and sat at the table with a plate of sandwiches in one hand and a can of coke in the other. She slowly and deliberately took great care to ensure I watched each and every bite that she took.
"I'm sorry, where's my manners. Are you hungry too."
I quickly nodded.
"Hear you are then."
She then placed a piece of the sandwich on the outside of the glass right there in front of me. I couldn't believe she'd just done that knowing full well I couldn't get to it.
"Well I guess you're not hungry then." She said with a sadistic smile on her face.
Donna then reached down and picked up the piece of food she'd left for me and placed it into her waiting mouth. As she began to chew she made "erming" sounds as if to emphasise just how nice the food was. It was no good I knew I'd have to beg for food so beg is what I did. I knelt down and began pleading gestures toward her.
"Argh, you look so cute in there and as you've been such a good boy then I think you can have some food."
She then reached for the glass and tilted it upside down; I slid down the cold slippery walls until I came out with a bump onto the table.
"Ok then little man here you are." She said while taking a bite.
I waited with baited breath for my lunch but still she gave me nothing, all the while she chewed her food and smiled at me until there was nothing left on her plate.
"Oops sorry, nearly forgot about you."
She then leaned forward and spat out this huge dollop of chewed up food, landing right next to me.
"Ok then little man tuck in."
I looked up at her with total disgust in my eyes, stepped away from the food and crossed my arms in a show of defiance.
"Come on I haven't got all day, either you eat that or nothing its up to you. Look I'll tell you what I'll give you to the count of three in which to begin eating and if you haven't then I'll assume you're not hungry. One, Two,"
What choice did I have so I quickly rushed over to the pile of food and began eating? To my surprise it wasn't that bad in fact I found it quite palatable and easy to swallow.

Once I had my fill, she picked me up and dropped me back into the glass whilst she cleaned up. Again I found this place to be very cold and I wondered just what she had in plan for me. Abruptly I heard the front door shut.
"Shit its Janice. We don't want her finding out about you now do we."
But just as Donna reached for the glass did Janice enter the room.
"Hi Donna what you got there." Enquired Janice.
"O' nothing just a glass for my coke." Replied Donna.
If I was cold before well I was about to get a whole lot colder as Donna began emptying her can into the glass. I found myself surrounded by ever rising bubbles and was finding it increasingly harder to catch my breath. As the bubbles subsided I found myself treading coke about an inch from the top of the glass. Both women had now sat at the table and were chatting.
"So what you doing tonight." Asked Janice.
"Haven't decided yet, why!" Replied Donna.
"Well I'm going into town to try out that new night club and wondered if you'd like to come along."
"Yea sure, why not."
"Great, mind if I have a sip of you're coke."
Before Donna could object, Janice picked up the glass and raised it to her lips. As the glass tilted and her lips embraced it, I found myself swimming as hard as I could away from the downward current. It was over in a flash and I was once again treading coke only this time the top of the glass was over 3 inches above me.
"Well I'm going for a shower now. Be ready for about nine ok."
"Yea fine by me."
With that Janice rose up out of her chair and exited the room. A shadow them loomed above the glass and I looked up to see Donna looking in.
"Wow that was awesome. She nearly swallowed you and didn't even know it."
Donna then picked up the glass and finished the remaining drink, all the time being careful not to swallow me. Again I was dumped out into her waiting palm and for once I was glad to be within her giant warm fist.

Once we entered her bedroom she dropped me onto her bed.
"Right then little man we've got three hours to kill before we go out tonight so what do you suggest we do with ourselves. (Long pause) Well seeing that you've got no ideas I guess I'll just have to come up with some."
She then began to get undressed and although she had an absolutely magnificent body I didn't want to hang about to find out what games she intended on playing. As she pulled her shirt up and over her head I made a dash for the end of the bed.
"Silly little man, you know you shouldn't run, you're only making this harder on yourself."
I hadn't managed to reach the end of the bed by the time she looked up again, but none the less I continued. I felt the bed rumble as she moved over it to prevent my escape, but I was nearing the end just a little further.
"Yowieeee, bombs away." I cried as I jumped of the edge.
Because of my lightweight I seem to land on the soft carpet bouncing once and then coming to a complete halt without any real damage except for the slight loss of wind. I hadn't realised at the time just how close Donna had been to catching me but that didn't matter and I was undeterred in my quest for freedom. Quickly I ran under the bed seeking the nearest cover I could find, unfortunately their was none so I made my way over to the nearest leg and watched as Donna's colossal knees fell to the ground followed by her hands.
"Right then you little shit come out now or else."
Donna was now on her hands and knees looking under the bed for me but every time she moved around I was inching my way around the leg of the bed thus keeping out of her sight.
"Ok then stay there and see if I care, with out me you'll starve or get unknowingly stepped on, have it you're way."
She then disappeared from view. Although she was right I'd rather die a free man than end up a plaything for that giant bitch. I waited and watched as her feet met the ground and walked slowly out of the room. Now I know she hadn't found me but this was not a safe place to stay so after a short period of time I decided to head for her wardrobe as there was sure to be some good hiding places there.

The room was now dimly lit as the sun was going down so now seemed as good a time as any in which to make my escape. I edged slowly out from under the bed and began the long perilous trip toward the wardrobe. I found it really hard going on this deep pile carpet infact I found it a lot easier crawling along than walking as the pile came up close to my waist. Quite unexpectedly the room became very dark really quickly and then I felt the ceiling close in on me and press me deep into the pile. On my back I could feel a cold hard surface pressing on me with out any signs of relief. I couldn't move and found the position most uncomfortable, with all my might I tried to move but it was no use I'd just have to hope that whatever had laid atop of me would soon move. I could now feel the ground tremble, that could mean only one thing Donna had returned. But surly this could not be her standing on me for without question I'd have been nothing but a stain on her foot. Soon I was to find out as the weight atop of me lifted and bright light entered my surroundings. As my eyes adjusted I rolled over to see Donna smiling down at me with a shoe in her hand.
"Nice to see you my little friend."
She must have been watching without my knowing and as soon as she felt she could recapture me then she made her move.
Reaching out with her long fingers she uncaringly picked me up, as she stood to her full height and bought her hand up to her eyes my whole world flew by me at an alarming rate making me feel really light headed.
"Do you know how much time I've wasted waiting for you. No well to bloody long. So now I've only got an hour to get ready so you'll have to help me."
She then laid me down on her dressing table and tied a long piece of cotton onto my left leg down by the ankle. Once she was sure it was nice and tight she picked me up and we headed for the bathroom. As we arrived she placed me on the soap dish in the shower cubicle and got undressed. After she'd finished undressing Donna stepped into the shower cubicle in all her glory and then picked me up and placed me next to her feet, she then tied the other end of the cotton to her own ankle. Upon standing to her own intimidating height she spoke down to me.
"Right then little man as you can see there is absolutely no way you can escape me now so if I were you I'd do exactly as I tell you if you want to ever see Aimee again. Just nod if you understand me."
Quickly I nodded.
"Good I'm glad we understand each other. Now you're job will be to clean my feet as best you can, but be careful not to get trodden on ok."
Donna then turned on the shower; suddenly there was water everywhere and I found it very hard to keep my footing. As I looked up at her magnificence she didn't even look down as she began to wash herself.
"Come on Don, I can't feel my feet being washed."
She then tapped her feet as if to emphasise the point. Holding onto the rope tightly I began to wash around her feet as best I could but it was no mean feet I can tell you (no pun intended). Having completed her left foot I preceded to make my way to her right foot, just as I reached she lifted it up and began washing her leg when suddenly her foot came back down heading right for me. Like a speeding bullet I dived out from under there just in the nick of time as her foot landed causing an almighty splash sending me flying until I came to a halt on top of her left foot. Donna then raised her left leg and began to wash it the preceding torrent of water and suds washed me off of her foot and I fell back to the floor of the cubicle with a splash! Something wasn't right why had I landed and gone under water? As I reached the surface I could see why, she'd moved her right foot so that her heel now covered the drainage hole and the shower floor was now filling with water. Donna seemed totally oblivious to this as her left foot smashed into the water below sending wave after wave over me. Once the water started to calm I began to swim toward her feet in the hope that I could climb up and get her attention but just as I neared her foot she moved and aloud the water to start draining away. Unfortunately for me I got caught up in the draining water and was being sucked toward the drain grill. As hard as I fought against the current it was just no good I couldn't swim against it. The only hope I had was to catch hold of one of her toes but they were now out of my reach. The next thing I remember was being pulled under the surface of the water and spinning out of control until I eventually whisked past the drain grill itself. I made one last desperate attempt at survival and that was to grab hold of the grill, this I managed to do but the torrent of water flowing over me caused me to let go. As I went spinning down with the water I came to an abrupt halt which almost wrenched my leg from my body, "of course the rope around my ankle". Hanging upside down in a drainpipe isn't the best place I'd ever been in but I was thankful for the rope around my ankle. But I still had the problem of getting free as the water was still cascading over me and making it very hard to catch my breath. I did however manage to catch my breath and soon the water flow settled down enough to enable me to pull myself up and grab hold of the rope. As tiered, as I was the thought of self-preservation inspired me to reach into myself for that extra strength I required? Soon I was nearing the light above and with one final pull I was up and out of the drain. As I lay there on the floor I hadn't realised the shower had been turned off until I heard the shower door open. Before I realised what was happening I felt this huge jerk on my ankle as I flew through the air and landed with an almighty smash.

Donna had forgotten about me until she stepped out of the shower and felt me smash into her foot knocking me unconscious.

I remember waking up and not knowing where I was, but as I tried to rub my sore head I found that my arms were tied down and that I couldn't move them. Suddenly it all came back to me as Donna's huge face appeared above me.
"Glad to see you awake, I hope you haven't got to much of a headache, hee, hee. Sorry but you'll have to excuse me as we're running a bit late." Donna said as she walked away.
I pulled on my restraints but it was no good they weren't budging, I tried moving my legs but only found the same result. As I raised my head to look down over my body it soon became apparent that she'd stitched me into her clothing. Both legs were stitched down and I also had to tight loop across my chest and of course my arms. "Just what the hell am I stitched to" I thought to myself. Again I struggled against my binds but to no avail. Then I heard Donna enter the room singing some stupid song to her self. "Don't give the day job," I said to myself.
"Right then little man are we ready. Oops, that was silly of me of course you're ready its always us ladies that are fashionably late." She said giggling to herself.
Donna then reached down and picked up the garment I was attached to. Holding me in one hand and stroking the top of my head with a finger she said words to me that chilled me to the very bone.
"Well Don, I'll say goodbye now just in case you don't survive the night, but I really hope you do as there is so much more fun to be had. Goodbye my little pet."
To say I was worried at this point would be an understatement. I then watched the world fly by as though I were on an express elevator going straight to hell. I still hadn't realised just what piece of clothing I was attached to, but I was about to find out. The downward movement stopped and I found myself looking all the way up this giant bitch. She smiled as she placed her gigantic feet either side of me. My heart was now in over drive and I could feel myself shake with fear. As I looked right up those huge wonderful legs my eyes fell upon her naked butt, then it hit me I was attached to her panties. I began thrashing about harder than I ever thought possible as she reached down and began to slowly pull up her panties.
"Don't look so worried my pet, just think of how lucky you are, lots of men have tried to get into my pants without much success, but you are one of the chosen few." Donna then burst out laughing as I passed her knees.
I watched in terror as the crack between those sexy butt checks became larger and larger. Donna stopped pulling up her panties just as I was about to be swallowed between her butt cheeks.
"Ok then little man take one last deep breath before you go."
This I did as she completed pulling up her panties. My world became very dark and claustrophobic. I found I was wedged tightly between her cheeks, "Hmm not that bad I can still breathe and its nice and warm in here", I remember thinking to my self.
"I hope you can hear me little man as I'd just like to say how good you feel down there." Donna called out.
"Who you talking to Donna." Enquired Janice.
Donna hadn't noticed Janice enter the room.
"What, O' shit you gave me a fright, nothing I was just singing to myself." She replied hesitantly.
"O' right, well you ready to go as the cabs here."
"Yea sure girl, lead the way."
Then Donna took her first steps and I found it to be really arousing, as with each step she took her lovely soft cheeks would roll me up and down. Soon I became accustom to this and found to my disgust I was actually getting a hard on. But this was about to change, even though I'd been in confined places before nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.

Donna and Janice had reached the cab and Janice climbed in first, but just before Donna stepped in she pulled at her panties to release the wedgie (that was me) stuck up her arse. Then she got in and sat down, her arse cheeks spread and compressed together closing in around me like a car compactor. Suddenly from being quite comfortable and to be honest really enjoying the ride I was now pressed tightly up her crack and surrounded by soft supple flesh. Panic quickly set in as I realised I wouldn't last the taxi ride as there was absolutely no air and I could move nothing except for my head. I tried lifting my head up in an attempt to find a pocket of air but that was useless. I did however manage to crane my head back and find some air but I wouldn't last long like this as the pain through out my entire body was unforgiving. Donna was beginning to fidget about in the cab.
"Bloody hell you got ant's in you're pants, all you've done is fidget since we got in the cab." Asked Janice.
"Err, well not exactly ants, but I just can't get comfortable."
Little did I know that me shifting my head up and down her crack was getting her hot as she could feel the tickling sensation deep below her.

Soon the cab arrived at the nightclub and both sexy felines stepped out. I remember feeling this great relief as she stood up again. Soon she was walking and I found that this wasn't as good as before as I'd been slowly but steadily sucked up her crack, but just as this would get to uncomfortable she'd pull at her panties thus releasing me. We'd been in the club for a while now and she hadn't sat down which was good news for me. I was starting to get a false sense of security but that all changed as she began to dance. At first it wasn't to bad but as the evening wore on and she became hotter and hotter, my prison became wetter and wetter with her body sweat. With each jig and swivel of her butt I was being rubbed up and down and could feel the beginnings of friction burns over my entire body. Pretty soon I felt like I was on fire, even when she walked now it was painful to me and I was close to passing out. Then to cap it all off I heard this puffing sound emanate from above me followed by a gust of foul smelling air, "Dirty bitch had just farted on me." The rancid air burnt my lungs as I inhaled deeply, but just as I was about to pass out light entered my prison as I watched her arse pull away from me and pretty soon I was laying on the floor between her high heeled shoes.
"Well, well my little lover I see you're still with us then, sorry about the fart but hey that's nature."
I just lay there looking up at this immense beauty as she went about her business on the toilet.
"Hey, do you mind not watching while I take a pee."
The next thing I saw was her huge foot leave her shoe and begin descending upon me. I remember watching as she lowered it onto me and all the ground in dirt that was stuck to her foot coming increasingly closer (why must women take of there shoes while they dance). Her foot stank and was all sticky from dancing in spilt drink it really repulsed me.
"That's better, now I can pee in private."
Her foot seemed to rest on me forever and the stench was overwhelming. Then to my great relief her foot moved off of me and I watched as she placed it back into her shoe.
"Just look at the state of you. You know you should take better care of yourself. Was my foot nice and smelly maybe you'd rather spend the rest of the night getting reacquainted with them? Come on I know you'd like that now wouldn't you."
Donna then removed her foot from the shoe again and wriggled her toes above me causing some of the pebbles stuck to her foot to fall and smash into me.
"Come on what will it be, the right, no, well maybe the left then."
She then placed her right foot back in the shoe and removed her left doing the same as before.
"Donna you ok in there." Called out a familiar voice.
"Yea sure, just coming Aimee." Donna replied.
"Ok then but hurry up that Steve is waiting for you."
Donna then smiled down at me and said.
"Sorry Don don't have time to give you to my feet just now so I'm afraid you'll just have to make do with my bottom. O' I bet you hadn't realised that we were out with Aimee as well. Bye, bye."
Donna then stood up and I found myself again tucked between her tight butt cheeks, but it was a lot better than being trapped under her smelly foot. Although I couldn't make out any voices from my position I could hear the beat of the music and guessed it was getting time to go as the DJ had began to play slow music. I had grown accustom to the movement and even felt my bonding become looser as the night had worn on. With any luck I will soon be able to free my arms. Unexpectedly I found myself enclosed between the walls of her cheeks, although this was similar to when she sits down I could tell she wasn't sitting by the movement of her cheeks. Just as quickly as I'd been encased was I loose again and able to breath, she must have been dancing with someone. Shit no please don't take anyone home with you, but then maybe that'll be a good thing as I could attempt to escape this prison as my arms were almost free. Again I felt the walls enclose around me only this time it lasted longer and I almost blacked out.

At long last she'd finished dancing and I could only assume was on her way home. In-between each step I would pull at my restraints until eventually my arms became free. I began pulling at the strap over my chest and pretty soon that snapped free as well now all that remained were my legs. I pulled and pulled with each leg until I could feel blood trickle down my ankles where the restraint had cut into my legs. In my eagerness to escape my bonds I'd neglected to notice her movement as she stepped into a cab. Quite unexpectedly I found myself crushed between her mountainous supple cheeks again. With a great deal of effort I managed to find a little space in which to draw in some well needed air and lucky for me the ride home wasn't to long.

Upon reaching home Donna said goodnight to Janice and went straight to her room. Quickly I found myself dropping to the floor at an immense rate of knots, again once my eyes had adjusted to the light I found myself looking up at this beautiful young woman.
"Hello little man I see you've been busy."
I sat up and nodded my head.
"Well as you've done so well I think I'll just watch and allow you to free you're legs yourself."
I then leaned forward and began pulling at the stitches around my ankles. After a while it soon became apparent to both of us that I couldn't get free.
"Shame, you'd done so well, would you like me to cut you free?"
I quickly nodded. Then watched as she stepped out of her panties and walked over to her dressing table. Shortly she returned with a pair of scissors in her hand. She then reached down and roughly picked up her knickers, I found that I was dangling by my ankles looking straight down at her huge feet as she walked over to the bed. Donna then dropped the panties and me to the bed and laid down on her front resting on her elbows with me lying below her gorgeous face.
"Right then lets cut you free."
Donna then opened the scissors and placed the cotton between each blade then she looked at me and smiled evilly. Slowly I felt the cold blade slide up my leg toward my knee, I began to kick and scream (although very little noise came out). She then enclosed the scissors blades around my right leg.
"Maybe I should cut you free here, what do you think."
With great fear I shook my head and began to cry. She then closed the scissors tighter around my leg as if to emphasise the point as to who was in charge here and that she could do what ever she pleases with me. I bought my hands up to my mouth and placed then together in the praying position and began begging for all I was worth.
"If I leave you're legs intact will you promise to never try and escape me again and to do as I tell you without question."
I nodded franticly and said "Yes, please yes anything you say." As loud as I could.
"Hmm, well ok then."
She then released my leg and carefully cut both straps.
I quickly huddled up into the fetal position and continued to cry.
"I bet you could do with a drink as I know I could, so just wait there and I'll get us one. But remember don't move or else."
Donna then got up off the bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I unlike anytime before did exactly as she'd told me and didn't move a muscle all the while she was gone as I was so scarred of her now it was unreal.
She then returned with a glass of cold milk.
"Well aren't you a good little man, didn't even move an inch. You don't know how much that pleases me."
She then cupped her hand and poured a small amount of milk into it and lowered it in front of me.
"Right then short stuff I want you to climb up onto my hand and on all fours lap up every last drop of milk like a dog now move."
Without hesitation I did exactly as she had told me. I was now at the lowest point that anyone could ever get to. No longer did I feel like a man.
"Good boy, now climb down as I have a real testing task for you to do next."
Again I did as I was told and climbed down off of her hand, I just sat there and waited for her next instruction. She rose up off of the bed and walked out of the room.

I waited on the bed for her return as she'd told me to do. I began thinking that maybe it'd be better to die like a man while trying to escape rather than to die without a fight as I knew in my heart of hearts that it was only a matter if time either way. I was suddenly broken from my thoughts as Donna entered the room; she walked straight over to the bed and picked me up. Upon raising me to her face she smiled at me and said.
"Well Don I hope you're ready for the ride of you're life."
My world then span as Donna turned and fell back onto the bed, with her head resting up on the pillow she released me into the valley between her breasts. I stood and starred at these monstrously huge tits that lay either side of me still encased in the soft fabric of her lacy bra, my stare broke and I looked into her smiling face.
"I hope I don't turn out to more women than you can handle tiny, would you mind undoing the clasp of my bra for me."
I looked at her with a puzzled expression on my face, as she must have known that I'd have neither the strength nor size to perform such a task.
"Come on, what are you waiting for, Christmas."
Well she obviously wants to laugh at me some more so I decided to do as she requested. I began to walk around her right breast when suddenly her hand blocked my way and I turned to face her. She shook her head and said.
"No, no, not round but through. To reach the clasp I want you to walk between my breasts."
I nodded nervously and made my way back to the beginning of the valley, rising up on either side of me were these huge and yet unconquered mountains. I hesitated to walk through as I watched her chest rise and fall with each breath she took until I felt her finger nudging me slightly in the back. I carefully began the perilous journey and felt very nervous at having no escape as I could guess what was coming next. I wasn't wrong as I got about half way into the valley she slowly began to press her breasts together. I panicked and tried to move faster but it was no good as she had broke out into hysterical laughter, to me it was like a force nine earthquake. The light began to fade as her breasts enclosed upon me completely, at the last minute I took a deep breath and then everything went completely black and I found myself unable to move as I was now encased in her soft warm flesh. I could feel the vibration of her laughter going right through me until eventually she released her grip. As her breasts parted I found myself stuck to her right orb, this she found absolutely hysterical and couldn't contain herself as I peeled myself from her tit. It was really hard to keep my footing as I edged slowly toward the giant clasp. As I neared the clasp I realised just how useless it was for me to even attempt to undo it but I knew I'd have to try, as she loved to humiliate me. Gathering all my strength I positioned my feet at one end and my arms at the other and began to push, as I knew it was totally useless I couldn't even budge it a little. I looked over into her large blue eyes and she had a look of shear satisfaction in them.
"You know what you're a pretty feeble little man aren't you, I suppose I'd better give you a hand."
Suddenly her gigantic fingers appeared either side of me and without any trouble at all she undid the clasp and released her giant tits. I watched in amazement as her large round orbs fell out of the bras enclosure.
"Right then tiny I want you to scale my left tit and suck on the teat for all you're worth."
Because of the position her tits were now in I found the climb easier than I'd expected. Upon completion I lay down on her teat and began poking my head into the hole and please her as best I could. After about 5 minutes of this she said.
"Boring, boring, I can hardly feel you in there, it's a waste of time so maybe its time to try something else."
What the bloody hell was she expecting after all I'm barely half an inch tall.
"Ok I've got it, walk down to my navel and wait there a moment."
I did as was instructed, it was really weird walking down her soft flat stomach, I still found it hard to believe just what had happened to me and still hopped that soon I'd wake up and this would all turn out to be a nightmare and nothing else. As I reached her navel I turned and looked past her huge tits to her smiling face.
"You know that felt really itchy as you walked along my body, it was hard not to just swat you like a fly."
Her hands then rested upon her stomach and lifted up the elastic of her knickers.
"Ok then Don in you go, go on arouse me if you can."
I turned and looked at the hairy bush awaiting me and turned back to her.
"Well, don't keep me waiting, MOVE NOW!"
Although this was the last place I wanted to go at my size as her vagina could easily swallow me whole, but I had no choice so I walked under the stretched waistband until I reached the start of her pubic hair.
"Don, please me and you'll live to fight another day."
Then the elastic snapped back and I felt the fabric of her panties press me down into her. I began climbing down until I was met by her huge outer lips. I was finding it quite hard to move, as the hairs were very course, also the smell emanating from her was really over powering. I had a good hold of her hair and stood with one foot on each lip, carefully I began to stoke one of my legs up and down the soft and now slimy lips.
"Hmm, that's not half bad, but you're going to have to do a whole lot better than that." Donna called down to me.
I realised that I'd have to take the plunge so holding tight I worked my way into her clit. I was now up to my chest and could feel the pull of her vaginal muscles wanting to engulf my very being. I began to pull myself in and out as best I could but it was soon apparent to me that I'd never be able to satisfy her and I was already growing tired.
"If that's the best you've got then I think I'll be kind and give you a helping hand."
I felt her reach over and fumble about above me, "just what is she up to." I thought to myself.
"Don, come out here now, I've got a surprise for you."
I withdrew myself from her vagina and began pulling myself up toward her waistband. As I reached the elasticised waist Donna pulled it up with her fingers allowing me to escape her panties. She then said to me.
"Close you're eyes Don I have a surprise for you."
I closed my eyes and wondered just what she was up to; I didn't have to wait long.
"Ok then Don you can open them now."
As I opened my eyes I found I was standing next to the largest dildo I'd ever seen. Abruptly her hand grabbed hold of me and held me down against the tip of this large dildo, while the other hand appeared holding a piece of sticky tape. I began to struggle as I realised what she was going to do, but of course my struggles were futile and eventually I found myself fastened tightly to the tip. Donna then switched it on and swung it around to make sure I was held nice and firm. The vibrating was so intense I was sure it was going to work my teeth loose. She then reached past me and pulled her panties down I watched in horror as her jungle of pubic hair approached. Then everything went dark as I entered her black hole. I could feel the walls of her women hood shudder all around me as she went to work. From inside this claustrophobic dark prison I could hear the muffled screams from Donna as she neared orgasm. She was really enjoying herself, exaggerated I'm sure by the power rush she was experiencing having me trapped inside her. I on the other hand was finding the whole experience life threatening as I was finding it increasingly harder to breathe, and what air there was, was putrid and it was only getting worse. As she reached her climax a wave of hot sticky liquid ran over me and it seemed to fill her as there was no longer any air available to me, the last thing I remembered was gulping down mouthfuls of her love juice before I blacked out.

I awoke to find that I was still attached to the giant dildo, as I craned my neck to look around, I could see in the dimly lit room Donna sleeping peacefully in her bed. I was sat on her bedside cabinet, I tried to free myself but that was a waste of time. To say I felt disgusting was an understatement; to just try and lubricate my mouth was proving very difficult, as I was so thirsty. My hair was matted together making it feel like one sticky clump even my eyes felt dry. I lay there in torment as I wondered what she had in mind for me next. Eventually I receded into a deep sleep.

Freezing cold water running over me rudely awakened me.
"Good morning my sweet, I'm so glad you're still alive and kicking as we've got to work today."
Donna then placed me by the sink and gave me a tissue to dry myself with. Once done she reached down and picked me up.
"Right then don, you'll be coming to work with me to day, I just have to check on you're travel arrangements."
Donna then walked back into her bedroom and picked up one of her stockings.
"You'll be going Foot class today, and best of all I haven't washed them so they'll be nice aroma to keep you company."
She then dropped me into her stocking, once I had bounced around at the toe end she began to insert her foot. As her foot neared me she slowed its descent down before coming to a stop.
"Don, lay down now there's a good boy."
Once I'd lain down she moved her toes over me and adjusted the stocking ensuring I was firmly pinned under her first two toes. As her foot descended to the floor I soon remembered just how bad it was in here. It wasn't long before I saw the top of a shoe pass me by as she inserted her foot into it. I was now in total darkness but to be fair I was getting used to it. As she began walking the familiar pounding of each step reverberated throughout my tight confined prison. I was beginning to feel sick not just because of the awful stench that now surrounded me but also because of the tremendous pain my body was experiencing. I couldn't believe that one human being could inflict such pain on another. I had managed to survive the walk to her office and was thankful for that, I thought that she normally drove but I'm sure she just wanted to build up a good sweat for me. The pain had now receded due to my body becoming numb once again. I began to wonder if I'd ever see the light of day again as I'd been here hours now and although I could tell she was sitting down never once had she removed her shoe.

Phew at last, a little fresh air and I could hear other women's voices, Donna must have been sitting at a table eating lunch with some of her work colleagues. Suddenly my world lurched and I found myself raising into the air, the cool refreshing air blowing over my back was just fantastic. Then her foot stopped and I felt my body twist in a most unusual way as she began running her foot up the inside leg of some guy sitting at the table. Just great now I'm playing footsee with some great oaf. It wasn't long before I was being rubbed in between this guys thighs. I watched as this huge hand descended over me and I can only assume grabbed hold of Donna's ankle. Shortly after that Donna's foot began to twitch big time and she kept clenching her toes up, I felt my head expand as my body got crushed. The stupid git was tickling her foot. After a bit more struggling Donna got her foot free and not to soon I can tell you. As if I hadn't had enough she placed her foot back between his thighs again, only this time he began to massage her foot. No wait a minute guy's hands aren't that soft and smooth and don't have long red painted finger nails. O' god she's into women as well, no wonder I didn't hear any male voices. I was in a real panic now as she began to push me hard into Donna's toes, how much more can the human body take not much I suspect. To my relief Donna's foot descended and I watched as the lights went out again, for once I was thankful for being placed in the shoe. (Would you believe it I later found out that the women Donna had been playing footsee with was her boss! What some people will do for promotion). The afternoon went pretty much along the same lines as the morning. It must have been a rather warm day as the heat in here was unbearable.

The workday had ended and Donna had returned home. She walked into her home and kicked of her shoes much to my delight. Upon reaching her bedroom she placed her foot up on her bed and peered down at me between her toes.
"Hello tiny, hope you had a nice trip, bet you'd like to come out now wouldn't you."
Donna then rolled down her stocking and released me.
"Gosh, you don't half smell rotten, never mind we'll sort that out later. But first I have a job for you."
She then picked me up and walked to her dressing table and sat down, once comfortable she reached down and placed me by her feet.
"Right then Don I want you to clean my feet while I'm removing my make up."
I looked up at her with a puzzled expression on my face.
"O' sorry didn't quite explain properly did I. I want you to clean my feet using only you're TOUNGE, now hop to it."
I was totally disgusted and there was no way I was doing that, I looked up at her and shook my head vigorously.
"Don't try my patience little man remember you're promise, now do it."
She then moved her foot close to be and began tapping it. Still I refused and this time I turned and began to run, but as before the pile of this carpet was just to thick and I couldn't move very fast as I kept stumbling over. Above me I could hear the titanic laughter emanating from her. Suddenly my path was blocked by one of her enormous feet. Looking up I looked into her eyes as she stood above me with her hands on her hips.
"You're lucky I'm in a good mood otherwise you'd be a stain on the bottom of my lovely foot, now get back under there or good mood or not you will be a stain."
I knew from the look in those lovely eyes that she meant what she said, so I reluctantly retreated back under the dresser. As she sat down I found myself between her dirty smelly feet.
"Come on, I shan't tell you again."
I walked over to the arch on her left foot and slowly began to lick. As my face got close I could smell the foul stench of mixed drink, cigarette ash and her sweat it made me reach. The first lick was putrid, like nothing you could ever imagine it made me feel rotten to the core.
"Now there's a good boy but I think the toes need more of you're attention as they look really dirty. Now you wouldn't want me to go to bed with dirty toes would you?"
She slid her foot back and picked me up between her big and second toe before sliding her foot forward into a comfortable position and then released her grip on me. Her foot was now resting lightly on the heel thus raising the toes off of the ground slightly.
"Ok Don I think you should start under my big toe don't you, ha, hahaha."
I felt totally humiliated, but what choice did I have so I lay on my back and slid myself under her big toe. The dirt was really ground in and I found it hard to produce enough spit to work into the grim. It didn't help that it tasted really bad. After about 5 minutes under this toe it still wasn't even half way clean and she expected me to clean both feet using only my tongue, fat chance of that as already my mouth was completely dry and my tongue felt sore. It was no good I'd rather die than continue with this so I decided to crawl out from under her toe.
"What's going on I can't feel my foot being cleaned."
As I stood up I watched as she looked under the dresser at me, quickly I dropped to my knees and began to beg for all I was worth.
"You really are a useless little bug aren't you. Look at what I've done for you and you won't even clean my feet, well that's gratitude for you. But then again maybe if I gave you a hand."
Donna then reached down and picked me up, she then walked into the bathroom and placed me on the side of the bath.
"Well as I'm in such a good mood I'll give you a hand to clean my feet."
She then retrieved a wad of cotton wool from the bathroom cabinet and ran it under the hot tap until it was nice and wet. Standing their thinking "stupid bitch I'll never be able to lift that it's at least 3 times my size." She turned and smiled down at me and before I knew what was happening she'd picked me up and wrapped the soggy cotton wool around me.
"Ok then little fella let's get on with the job at hand, ha, ha."
Donna then stepped over the bath and placed one of her feet in the bath and began cleaning it with the wad of cotton wool. She'd wrapped me carefully allowing only my head to protrude, I watched as the wrinkled skin on her foot filled my entire field of vision and she began to rub me up and down her magnificent foot. At first it wasn't to bad then it gradually got worse as she applied more and more pressure to clean off the ground in dirt. I could feel my head close to bursting point as she continued to rub me up and down, occasionally there would be relief, as she would wet the cotton wool under the tap. I had survived the foot but only just, she then turned over the wad and smiled down at me.
"Ok then, only the toes to go."
She then began working me in and out between her toes, by now I was feeling really shit, but soon the movement stopped and I once again found myself staring into the face of this titanic beauty.
"Thanks for that Don, I've now got lovely clean feet. But I'm afraid I've grown rather tiered of you so I'll say goodbye."
Before I could react she through her arm back and tossed the wad of cotton wool at the ceiling "SPLAT". The world flew by at an alarming rate and then suddenly stopped with a sickening jolt. The wad of cotton wool had stuck fast to the ceiling and I found myself looking down on Donna.
"Well Don if you're still alive, Good night."
She then turned and left the bathroom, turning of the light and leaving me here in total darkness. I tried to move but was too compacted into the wad, and besides even if I could break free would I survive the drop. It wasn't long before I dropped of to sleep.

The next morning the blinding light awakened me as someone walked in. After my eyes had adjusted I could see that it was Janice, she was totally unaware of me up here, after all why would she look up here anyway. I tried to struggle against my bonds but found that it had dried solid over night. Janice was washing herself and getting ready for work I assume. "Please look up Janice, please."
But it wasn't long before she left and again I found myself alone in this giant bathroom. Surly Donna would check on me and hopefully release me from my prison. Pretty soon the bathroom door opened and Donna walked in. She didn't even look up just switched on the shower and stepped in. After about 10 minutes she'd finished her shower and was drying herself, when she casually glanced up at me. Smiling up she then wrapped a towel around her lovely head of hair and walked out. My heart sank as maybe she thought I was dead and was just going to leave me here. How long would I last without food or water, a week maybe 2, "I don't know but the sooner I died the better as far as I was concerned." Then I began to get my hopes up as Donna re-entered the bathroom carrying a chair. She placed the chair below me and stood upon it. Her face grew to tremendous proportions as she neared me; I know found myself looking into and eye larger than myself.
"Well shit me, you're still alive. You're a lucky little bastard aren't you? No maybes you've got cat blood running through you're veins as they have nine lives. Well I've lost count but you must have used up 8? Soon it'll be time to use the last and final one, have a nice day, O' and please don't feel you need to hang about for me all day, ha, ha."
With that she then stepped of off the chair and waved to me as she left the bathroom taking the chair with her.

It was a long day and all I could find to do was sleep, as what else could I do. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and in ran Donna.
"Right then Don we have to be quick." Donna said as she jumped up and knocked me of off the ceiling. Before I hit the ground Donna caught me.
"Glad you're still alive as this is going to be so much fun."
She then ran to the kitchen and held me to her face, as she breathed I could feel her sweet warm breath blow over me.
"All day I've been thinking about how to end you're miserable little life, and then it dawned on me, I won't."
Boy was I pleased to hear her say that.
"I'll just get Janice to do it and you know what the best thing is she won't even know it, ha, ha."
No longer was I pleased just shit scared and tiered of these fun and games. She then carefully placed me on the kitchen floor right where you'd stand while making a cup of tea or coffee. Donna then looked down at me and said.
"See you in hell little one, ha, ha, ha."
I watched as she walked over to the kitchen table and sat down with a cup of coffee. Just then I heard the front door go and shortly afterward the thundering steps of Janice as she entered the kitchen.
"Hi Donna you're home early."
"Yea, didn't feel to good."
"Hope you're feeling better now."
"Thanks, and yes I do feel a little better."
"Good can I get you another drink."
"Hmm, yes please, another coffee wouldn't go a miss."
Donna then passed her mug to Janice and she turned and began to head my way. I watched almost in slow motion as her huge shoes got closer and closer until the next step would surly flatten me. As she took that last step I watched as the giant shadow of her foot loomed above me and I could see a few squashed bugs on the sole of her shoe and thought to myself "pretty soon that's all that's going to be left of me." The one thing I was sure about was that at least it'd be over quick and hopefully I wouldn't feel too much pain. I closed my eyes at the last minute and just thought about what I'd achieved with me life. That didn't take long as what had I achieved, jack shit that's what.

Meanwhile back at Aimee's, she was just getting ready to go out with her friend Ann.
"Cor, that's a nice anklet, where'd you get that." Enquired Ann.
"You know Don from next door well her bought it for me for my 21st birthday."
"Arrr, that was really nice of him, you know he has the hot's for you."
"Of course, but can you blame him." Said Aimee jokingly.
"Talking of Don where is he lately, only I haven't seen him around."
"I know, he's away on business supposedly, but it seems strange as he's never normally away this long. I do hope he's alright."
"Well it sound's to me as if you have the hot's for him too."
"Yea I suppose I do, you know he's kind and well just cuddly really. You know with him being so small and me so tall I just, O' I don't know."
"You're lucky I'd love to find someone that small, you know the smaller the better. At least you'd know who'd be in control."
"Off course I'd forgotten about you're fantasies, I bet you'd like to have someone small enough to fit in side this cage on my anklet."
"Wow, you bet, wouldn't that be fun and don't tell me you don't get all hot inside just thinking about Don being trapped in there."
Turning a slight shade of pink Aimee replied.
"Well yea I guess so, maybe I'd just wish Don was trapped inside my anklet cage, but we both know that could never happen."

Back at Donna's I was just waiting for the inevitable to happen. Just lying there with my eyes shut when suddenly I felt free of my bonding. "Wow that was good I didn't feel a thing", I remember thinking to myself. But then I heard voices way above me and felt myself swinging about. As I opened my eyes it soon dawned on me just where I was, I was round the ankle of the women I loved travelling with her as she walked. Quickly I grabbed hold of the bars and began crying with joy. That same evening as Aimee returned home and began to get undressed she discovered me, she now knows all that went on and she looks after me really well. I get to travel in her bra, her panties, and if I'm a naughty boy then in her shoe, but most of the time I travel in the cage around her ankle, at least when I'm in there she doesn't need to worry about me. O and by the way have you met my little friend, no of course you haven't as to you she's no bigger than a grain of sand but to me she's a great companion, Here say hello to all the nice readers Donna, ha, ha, ha.

When I told Aimee of how Donna had treated me she wished her to be my tiny living pet so you see what goes around comes around. Well I hope you've enjoyed my tales and who knows maybe one day they'll be more adventures for me to tell you about but for now "Asta La Vista Baby."

The End