Rebecca's Apartment

      Anthony Miller was forever without a job.  He was not a bad guy at all. He was about 35, 6' 2", 200 Ibs.  A white male at that.  His girlfriend Rebecca Austin, was a atheletic woman.  She stood at 5' 9", 142 and man was she stacked.  She was half American half Italian.  A sweetheart at that.  Her and Anthony had problems with paying bills on time.  She was a nurse and he had a great background in mechanics.  Auto mechanics to be exact.  One day, Anthony came home to his girlfriends apartment.  He just did not know what to say.  He knew that he would have some explaining to do but was not quite sure how his girlfriend would take this 3 month unemployment line.  " Anthony ", she said.  " Why dont you just file unemployment?  I am not mad at you and I understand things are rough but I think that you should try to focus on something for now even if it is just flipping burgers.  You know something, now that I think about it, I have an old friend of mine that owns a dealership.  She has a hard time trying to find auto mechanics.  I will see if she has any openings and we can go from there."

       Anthony felt so loved.  He thought that he would be cursed out and later thrown out.  He than began to realize that he had a dominant taste in women.  He would not settle for a tramp or even a gold digger.  Her main concern was him.  Anthony and Rebecca laid on down and started to watch videos.  They both then wondered off into dream land.  Neither of them were really in the mood for making love that night but its almost like they did so on an every night bases.  They slept for hours.  The next morning, Anthony awoke.  He walked around not paying any mind to his girlfriend just yawning and stretching.  He walked into the kitchen.  Then into the living room.  For some reason he wondered why he felt a little strange.  Then he heard his girlfriend calling him.  " Yes! ", he replied.  " Anthony! ", Rebecca called again.  Anthony said yes again but no answer on if she had heard him.  Rebecca then screamed.  Anthony ran back to the bedroom to find the most astonishing thing....he was looking at himself laying in the bed.  Its like he left his body.  Rebecca grabbed the arm of the body that lay in the bed.  She checked the pulse...nothing.  She screamed again, and again and then...a sudden laughter.  Rebecca said the most shocking thing.  " Damn I am so glad that worked.  I thought I would never get rid of your sorry ass. ", she said.  Anthony then was like damn the bitch killed me but how.  Rebecca picked up the phone.  She began to dial 911 and just as Anthony walked over to her he started waving his hand in front of her.  She did not even notice him.  He was shocked.  He began to yell at her.  " You damn bitch.  I will come back and when I do I will kill you.  You dont stand a chance living now bitch.", he said.  She heard nothing.  She reported this to the authorities and Anthony assumed that they were on their way. 

       The paramedics arrived to the apartment.  They checked the pulse and the police got there aswell.  It was there that Anthony Miller was pronounced...dead at 35.  Anthony walked into the kitchen.  He began to cry.  He could not believe this. 

THE CHOICE OF THE AFTERLIFE

     Days went by.  Anthony just sat in the kitchen inside of Rebecca's apartment.  She did not even go to his funeral.  Instead, Anthony saw her get ready to go to party after party, and even sleep with guy after guy.  He even saw her using his picture as a dart game.  Talking on the phone to her friends and degrading his once living existance.  Suddenly, Anthony looked behind him and saw some smoke coming from the back of the refrigerator.  The kitchen lights were cut on.  This must have been another thing that Rebecca could not see because she was the one who cut the lights on only to go into the refrigerator.  She then walked out of the kitchen and cut the light off.  Anthony guessed that this must either be the reaper or who knows, even worse.  Then the smoke cleared.  He was looking at a very sexy woman wearing a black dress with tan nylons and black pumps.  She was a white lady with devilish looking lips, or I should say those sexy red looking lips.  She was very attractive aswell.  " Hello Anthony!", she said.  " " My name is Evilyn.  I just want to tell you that I apologize for being late.  You see, you are not quite dead.  Your body was not burried.  I had a couple of my workers take your body and put it into my collection.  I understand that you want to live again.  You will but not as an ordinary human being.  If you are a human being again then believe me you may only be at that half human.  I am not the devil nor am I the devil's daughter. So with that said Anthony, you have a choice.  Either you can remain in the afterlife as the person you are now....normal sized and trapped in your ex grilfriends apartment as a ghost or you can be return to life but with different looks and unfortunately....smaller.  I dont know, you may be about only a few inches tall. "  Anthony looked at her like she was crazy. " This is some sort of joke right?", he asked.  " Anthony, Anthony, Anthony, you will get your body back in time.  Maybe a long time at that.  But for now I have chosen you for my amusement.  You see I arranged this.  I am that thin line between life and death.  I am that thin line between love and happiness.  I am that thin line between cruel witches and bad witches.  That line between your girlfriend the bitch and her friends the crazy bitches.  I am the EVIL BITCH!!! "  After she said this, Anthony gave her the finger.  " Oh, you finger me huh...well, I guess the decision is made.

       Evilyn just stared into Anthony's eyes.  He then found himself sinking and looking up at her.  He looked around and realized that he must be shrinking.  " Fuck you whore ", he said.  That did not fase her.  She had a sexy smile of satisfaction on her face as she saw Anthony shrinking down to size.  All shrinking then stopped.  " WELL, MY WORK IS DONE!  YOU ARE GOING TO PUT ON A GREAT SHOW.  LETS SEE, YOU SURE DO TALK ALOT OF CRAP FOR A HUMAN ROACH....OR SHOULD I SAY MANSECT.  WELL, I HAVE TO GO...MAYBE I WILL GIVE YOU A LITTLE TASTE OF YOUR NEW REALITY AS I LEAVE".  As she said this, she took one of her nyloned feet out of her shoe and placed it on Anthony.  Anthony was in pain.  With her toes she grabbed him and held him in the air.  She realeased the grip of her toes and Anthony went falling.  He feel right into Evilyn's pump.  The smell was awful.  He then heard laughter from Evilyn.  He looked up and she slid her foot back into the shoe and that was not it.  Evilyn then started to stomp her pump.  The very pump that kept Anthony prisoned by a sweaty nyloned foot.  She stomped and stomped away putting Anthony in nothing but massive pain.  Stomp stomp stomp and stomp.  Evilyn stomped one last time.  She started putting so much weight on Anthony.  Then she started twisting her foot as if she was stomping a roach.  Anthony was being twisted to the outer limits and he did not know why he was not dead yet.  In many ways he was hoping that he would die again.  Suddenly, Evilyn's foot left the shoe with her toes balled holding Anthony captive.  She realeased her the grip of her toes again and this time Anthony landed on the floor.  He was on his back looking up at Evilyn.  " WELL, I AM TIRED OF PLAYING WITH YOU.  GEE, YOU KNOW YOU CAN BE SEEN NOW SO I HOPE THAT YOU DONT GET CAUGHT.  YOU POOR LITTLE MAN.  OH WELL, HAVE FUN. "  Evilyn then disappeared.  Anthony was left laying there...a mess.  He could barley stand.  He knew that now he would have to be careful.  He knew that his new life would be nothing but pain if he should get caught and death was not an option.  Moments went by.  Anthony heard his girlfriend singing.  He remembered just how much he hated her singing.  He was not going to complain now at all.  He knew that he could be seen now.  He walked.  He thought he would head for the living room.  He estimated that it would take him approx. 1 hour to get to the living room.  He finally made it to the living room.  Everything was huge.  He continued to walk and walk until he made it to somthing that he found some what humilating.  It was one of his ex girlfriends shoes.  It was turned over on its side.  It was a well worn cheap pair of flats she bought at a local shoe store.  Suddenly, the front door opened.  It was her mother.  Anthony hated this.  What was the use now...it was'nt like there was anything he could do about it.  " Hi mom! ", Rebecca said as she greated her mother.  Damn no one noticed Anthony.  Rebecca's mother wore the same size shoe her daughter wore and at that sometimes they even shared shoes.  There was another pair of shoes next to Rebecca's shoes that were a gold genie looking like slippers.  She use to wear them all the time after leaving work but she had not worn them in weeks.  Anthony remembered the awful smell of them and realized that at his new height they had a horrific odor.  Rebecca's mother seemed to be dressed nice.  A pants suit with tan coffe colored nylons and yes plenty of make-up.  Anthony thought nothing of this.  He ran for the slippers to seak safe haven.  He did not care for odor but rather cared for safety and well being.  He hid in the right slipper.  He was begginning to get nausious.  Then a thought ran in his mind...his ex's mother usually stays over for a long while.  Even worse, she always slides these slippers on.  Anthony, having thought this, ran for the openning of the slipper.  He just knew that she would slide her right foot inside.  Before he made it, he saw the most horrible thing.  Rebeccas mother, Kathy, had her coffee colored nyloned toes on the ball section of the slipper.  Anthony was trapped.  Kathy stopped as if though she was teasing Anthony yet she still had no idea of the little man that occupied the right slipper.  " Pumpkin, why dont you just go looking for another man.  It was not like Anthony was the man of your dreams.  As far as I am concern he was about as nice as an insect. I could not stand him.", Kathy said.  Little did she know...insect indeed.  Anthony began to smell Kathy's rancid toes.  Not by choice though but it was the aroma that made it hell.  Kathy then slowly slid her foot all the way in.  Anthony ran for the toe section of the slipper.  As he looked behind him he saw where Kathy had a run in the toe section of her nylon.  He made it to the toe but even at that he got tangled into the run of Kathy's nylon.  He was then squeezed to paper like proportions.  He tried his best not to squirm.  He knew that her feet would soon sweat from heat and then make it easier for him to move around.  Meanwhile, outside of the dreaded slipper.... " Mom, " Rebecca said.  " I think that I may let you borrow my slippers since you wear them all the time. "  " No I am fine dear.", Kathy said.  " My feet hurt.  I have been walking outside all day and baby you talk about hot.  Shesh, I am 55 and I still have guys trying to get my number.  Listen, I know you miss Anthony but I think you should move on with your life.  I mean, shoot, I would love to find a nice man.  Not too big.  Hey, I would even want him to be a messuse so that every day I could look forward to someone rubbing my aching feet. "

       How ironic. Little did Kathy know that she already had some one not too big, rubbing her feet.  Kathy then stretched herself on the sofa.  " Well Pumpkin," Kathy said.  " I am going to take a nap.  Wake me up around about 3 PM.  That should be a good 4 hours of sleep, I am exhausted."  Anthony could not tell what was going on.  He was sweaty and he smelled just like Kathy's feet.  In fact, Anthony could not even scream or move due to passing out of consiousness.  Kathy took that long nap.  She still had the shoes on.  It was really hot for Anthony.  He could barley breathe.  Four hours later exactly, Kathy got up.  She then stood up.  Anthony was awaken in pain.  Unbelievable pain of being stood on.  He must have fallen under her foot.  What was the use.  He might aswell enjoy it.  He thought that he might not be any thicker than a sheet of paper.  However, he could smell and still feel everything.  He then felt the slippers rise.  First he would hear something like a telvision set and then he would hear a loud clapping sound and at that he saw light then he saw the bottom of Kathy's foot.  He then realized that she must have been walking.  Then all walking stopped.  He was aware that something was said to Rebecca from Kathy but he could not make out anything.  Then suddenly, he felt something sliding up towards the back of his head.  Rebecca was taking the slippers off.  " Well, its time for me to go baby.  You take care and oh yeah call me later tonight ", she told her daughter.  Anthony inflated again so to speak and crawled away from the slipper.  Again no one noticed him.  He did not know wear he was crawling but he knew that he just went through a 4 1/2 hour hell.  All he could smell was Kathy's feet.  The conversation went on between Rebecca and her mother.  Her mother then stepped over as women do when they carry conversation.  Then she placed her hand on her hips.  Kathy again.  Not only did she step over but she stepped right on Anthony.  Anthony was pinned to the floor and Kathy would not let up. Finally, Kathy moved her foot and just like that even worse.  Rebecca moved over towards Anthony as she continued to talk to her mother and she was now standing on Anthony.  Finally, Rebecca raised her foot and walked away as Anthony saw that Rebecca's mother must have put her shoes on and walked out the door.  The first thing that crossed Anthony's mind was that he must escape Rebecca's apartment.  How he would do that crossed his mind but he never came up with a decisive idea. 

       It was Monday night and Anthony knew that Rebecca had to go to work in the morning.  He walked towards Rebecca's bedroom in which he did with caution and its safe to say that he made his way through time.  It took him 10 minutes to get to her room due to his condition.  He was still suffering from his fight with Kathy's toes.  Rebecca was in the shower.  There was something of mass proportions laying on the floor that was sort of tangled between a leg of the bed and a night stand that looked more like a oversized coffee table.  It kind of looked like one of those beds you tie between two trees.  It looked clean whatever it was.  Anthony made his way towards it and thought that he would sleep there.  Rebecca stepped out of the shower and began to dry off in her room.  She then turned the lights and telvision off.  Anthony was in complete darkness and like always he knew that Rebecca slept in the newed...or what he thought tonight would be turned out a little different.  " Damn, my laundry is all over the place ", Rebecca said to herself.  " I just clean everything- oh there my thongs are."  Anthony could not see what she was talking about but then he felt himself being squeezed.  The squeezing was realeased with a feeling as if though he was floating.  The moonlight shined in the bedroom in which he could see something that looked like a cave to a mountain coming towards him or was he going towards it.  The little light from the moon outside did allow him to see clearly what was going on now.  Somehow...he laid in Rebecca's thongs.  I mean the wrong section of it.  Before he could scream, the thongs were pulled all the way up where his new surroundings smelled like....shit!  He was in Rebecca's thongs....but worse...he was in the ass part of it and at that the thong put him completely into her ass.  Rebecca then walked over to her bed and sat down.  Anthony was in disbelief.  Why now of all times.  Rebecca felt free to relieve herself so to speak. "SPRRRRAFFFT "!!!!  She farted.  It lingered.  " POOOOF "!!!!  Anthony could not believe this.  The smell.  He will never live it down.  It went up his nostrils weather he like it or not.  That was the air source to his new ass like prison.  " Damn I have such terrible gas.", Rebecca said.  She then laid down on her back not paying the flattened Anthony any mind.  She then went off to dream land but unfortunately for Anthony he could not pass out.  Rebecca farted again and again.  It did not matter. She was not known to toss and turn.  Anthony begin to beg. " Please!.....please Rebecca realease me. Release me please it stinks in here.", he said.  Due to muffled sounds, Rebecca heard nothing.  Then, Anthony heard a rumble and he knew what was coming next.  " NOOOO!!! ", he screamed. " SPLLAAATTTFF!!! "  Rebecca kept on farting but at different intervals.  This one on off and on through the night and Anthony finally passed out but only due to worry!!  " SPOOOFRAARRRFFF!..."

         Later, it was morning. Anthony was laying on his back and looking up in the air.  He was face to face with Rebecca.  Rebecca looked down in disbelief.  She bent down and picked him up to get a closer look.  " NO WAY! ", she said. " THIS CANT BE POSSIBLE YOUR DEAD.  I KILLED YOU!  WHAT THE HELL!"  " You bitch.  I am tired of your shit and I am going to kill you and enjoy it more now after being in your smelly slippers and shitty asshole.  I am tired of you bitch...you fucking whore. ", Anthony said.  He was brave.  " WHAT! ", Rebecca said.  " LOOK AT YOU NOW.  REINCARNATED I SEE.  HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME THAT WAY!  YOU HAVE SOME NERVE.  YOU KNOW, AT YOUR NEW HEIGHT, I COULD DO WONDERS.....YOUR MINE!!"  After Rebecca said this Anthony took his time to stop and think.  He had thoughts of his position finally in which there was absolutely nothing that he can do to stop this.  " I HAVE TO GO OUT OF TOWN FOR THE WEEKEND....DAMN I DONT WANT TO TAKE YOU THOUGH.  MMMM...I GOT IT.  YOU CAN STAY HERE BUT I WILL HAVE TO FIND YOU A BABYSITTER.  SOMEONE THAT COULD PROBABLY EVEN ENJOY YOUR NEW EXISTENCE. "  After Rebecca said this, she walked over to her dirty laundry basket.  She grabbed a smelly old sock and dropped Anthony inside.  She then took the sock and tied the opening together.  She then took the sock and started shoving it in a slip on Keds walker.  This shoe that Anthony was shoved in was well worn from time to time.  Anyway, Anthony could still hear clearly.  He could tell that Rebecca was on the phone.  " Hi Robin! ", she said.  Anthony was shocked.  He was hopping that someone like Robin was the last person that Kathy would call over.  Robin and Anthony had a thing back in the days.  Robin was a hoochie.  She was black, 5' 10" and weighed in about 170.  She was a sexy woman.  She always dressed sexy and man did she love to dance.  " Robin, I need to talk to you.  You will never believe who I ran into today.  You have asked if you could use my apartment sometime well come on over and I am pretty sure that you will enjoy your stay especially with what little I have to offer ". 

         Not sure of how much time went by, Robin finally reached Kathy's apartment.  The keds shoe was placed on the coffe table in the living room.  " Whats up girl? ", Robin asked Kathy.  " Come on in I want you to get reacquanted.", Kathy replied.  Robin sat down with much curiousity.  For one she was wondering why the filthy repulsive looking Keds walker was placed on the coffee table.  " Robin, I know you remember my prick of a boyfriend Anthony!  Well, he is alive believe it or not. "  Robin stood there in disbelief but of concern.  " That asshole.", Robin said.  " Well, where is he?"  Kathy went on and pulled the sock out of the shoe, unraveled it and dumped the contents onto Robins lap.  " What? ", Robin said.  Anthony looked up from Robins lap and was in ahh as Robin looked down.  " I dont believe this Kathy ", Robin said.  Robin then picked up Anthony and brought him to her face.  " YOU WORM", Robin said to Anthony.  " SO I WILL BE HERE FOR THE WEEKEND WITH YOU??  OH THIS SHOULD BE GREAT.  YOU WILL SUFFER LITTLE MAN.  NOW I HAVE AN OPPROTUNITY TO SHOW YOU THAT I AM NO BITCH TO BE PLAID WITH!!! "  Robins words darkened the sky of hope that Anthony usually carries with him.  Robin and Kathy said there good bye's and Kathy walked out of the house. 

        Robin turned around to look at Anthony in defience.  She was dressed in a mini skirt with Timberland high heeled boots.  The look brand new, maybe a couple of days old.  She also had on a white blouse with black reinforced nylons.  Robin walked to the couch to sit down and then began to slip her boots off.  She got back up and started walking around.  She walked into the kitchen.  Whatever it was she was looking for the found it and Anthony was wondering why she was running water.  Robin then walked back into the living room holding what looked like a GI Joe size bucket which to Anthony now looks like a regular size bucket.  She placed the bucket on the table next to Anthony on the coffee table.  She then stared at him and smiled.  She put her right hand into her bra as if she was grabbing something and she did.  It was a broken cotton swab.  She must have gotten it from the kitchen.  She placed the swab next to the soapy water that was next to Anthony.  " OKAY LITTLE ASSHOLE!  YOU ARE GOING TO CLEAN THE INSIDES OF MY BOOTS BUT NOT ONLY THAT I HAVE FOUR OTHER PAIRS OF SHOES FOR YOU TO CLEAN.  I DONT CARE HOW MUCH THEY SMELL YOU WILL JUST HAVE TO DO IT.  FOR THIS WEEKEND I AM GOING TO TAME YOU FOR YOUR MASTER AND AS FAR AS I AM CONCERN I JUST MAY MAKE YOUR TAMMING LONGER IF YOU DONT COOPERATE IS THAT UNDERSTOOD? "  After Robin said this, Anthony just stared at her...then he took off running.  Robin stared at him in disbelief as if she was shocked that he was crazy.  Anthony ran for his life but then accidently ran off the table and started falling.  The falling stopped.  He landed somewhere.  Wherever it was it was one of the most repulsive odors he ever encountered.  It was a musty, leather and vinegar sort of smell.  He then new exactly where he was....Robins boot.  Suddenly he looked up at the opening to see Robin looking down at him with satisfaction.  " WELL LITTLE MAN, I SEE THAT YOU ARE READY.  HER IS YOUR SWAB AND BUCKET.  GET TO CLEANING."  Anthony wanted to cry but now he had no choice.  Robin walked away and like a slave could only do....Anthony began to swab the insoles of Robin's shoes.  Anthony cried at the same time even though it did him no good.  He thought to himself, this is only day one...what could possibly be next.

.......To Be Continued.....