SPELLS 2 - VOLUME 1

Kyle looked overhead and watched as the sweat-covered sole of Daria’s bare foot descended on him. This time, she wasn’t just going to torture him. This time, he would be flattened out beneath that stinking weight. Everything slowed down as it continued to get lower and lower. He tried to move, but he was simply frozen in place. He didn’t want to die like this! This is not the way his life should end! Then, with quickening speed, the colossal ceiling of flesh came crashing down…

Kyle opened his eyes to the familiar sounds of the Health Care facility that took care of him. He could feel the sweat trickle down his face, but as usual, he couldn’t move a single muscle in his body. The damage Daria had done to him while he was trapped in her shoe was irreparable. And even now, he could still taste the vile crud from between her giant toes that she had somehow made him hold in his mouth and eventually swallow. But that was two and a half years ago. Kyle thought that the psychological trauma that he had gone though would have eased up by now, but he could never forget what she had said to him the last time he saw her. She would be back for him. And next time, she was going to step on him while he was trapped inside her shoe.

Everyday, for these last two and a half years, Kyle had watched each minute tick by. There was nothing he could do. He occasionally daydreamed of what his life was supposed to be like. Going to college… Joining a Fraternity… Spring breaks… Massive parties… All these were denied to him, and would be for the rest of his life. Even if he somehow regained his mobility (which was very doubtful) he still would never be able to enjoy sex again. The damage Daria had done to his groin was permanent, and there was nothing doctors could do to help him. It wasn’t fair that he had been trapped in this body with nightmares every night, while that bitch got to do all the fun things that he longed for. College, sororities, spring breaks, parties, and probably even sex were all things she didn’t deserve, but probably enjoyed these past years. Life was so unfair…

*****

Daria couldn’t help but think of how close she was coming to deciphering the ritual. It had taken her only a day to find the burnt spell book in the culvert, but two and a half years to try to piece together the ritual on the inside back cover. Jim had done quite a job burning the pages into ash, but he hadn’t figured out that the covers and binding were made of metal. Engraved inside was a Ritual of Restoration.

Daria had been ecstatic at first, since she knew she could regain her power and seek revenge on Jim for even thinking about harming the book. But as the months dragged on, her heart had begun to sink. There was the distinct possibility that she may never solve the ritual. But after scouring the internet and looking in old books in some of the oldest libraries in the world, she had begun to understand. And she felt that in a few more days, she would be ready to try.

Jason had been “seeing” Daria for their first two years of college, having met in a party during “Greek Week.” She had been trying to get into the Kappa Delta sorority, while he had been going for the Sigma Nu fraternity. Both of them had gotten into their respective Greek houses, and now Jason liked to think of Daria as his girlfriend.

However, Daria just thought of Jason as a very close friend. She had been very preoccupied with getting the information she needed to restore the spell book, while still getting good grades in general classes. She did manage to have some fun at the beach, though, actually getting a rather nice tan, which she never had before. By now, the money she had set aside for college was running pretty low, but Daria knew if she could restore the spell book, she would be able to get as much money as she wanted. Then she could work on her revenge.

By the end of the week, Daria had finished deciphering the ritual and knew everything that was needed. Apparently, all that she needed for the restoration was a “friend” as indicated in the writing. She had been concerned about this at first, but it didn’t say anything about a “sacrifice” or any tool to inflict any injury on the “friend.” Perhaps someone else was needed to channel some extra energy. So after waiting for her roommate, Holly, to leave for the weekend, she called Jason over for a special experiment. She had to chuckle at the speed at which he crossed the campus and made it to her house. She truly had been neglecting him recently, but she could make it up to him tonight. Perhaps there was a little more to their friendship. In the little bit of time that she had, she prepared the room by drawing a star in a circle on the floor with chalk. She then put the spell book in the center of the pentagram.

“Hi, Daria, what’s up?” Jason asked. He was still breathing a little hard from his run over, but he was very fit and had a great body. The ideas that were beginning to run through Daria’s mind were making it hard for her to concentrate on the task at hand.

“I need a witness to an experiment I have to do in my Ancient Mythologies class,” Daria said wishing she didn’t have to lie. “My professor said I can get extra credit if I analyze an ancient ritual and try it out. You don’t mind watching do you? We can do something more fun afterwards, I promise.” That was all Jason needed to hear, since it had been quite a wait for Daria to warm up to him. Tonight might be a magical night, indeed.

Daria began the slow process of performing the Ritual of Restoration. Jason lasted about a half hour before he fell asleep. Daria was a little surprised at how long it took, but she wanted to be extra careful so that this all worked out perfectly. She wanted the book back and was willing to take as much time as necessary. Three hours later, she finished and felt a slight tingle going through her. Daria remembered how wonderful the curses felt, but even a slight touch of magical energy was intoxicating.

Smoke began rising in the center of the pentagram as Daria watched in anticipation. This was the first magic she had seen in over two years, and she didn’t want to miss a thing. She was hoping the smoke would coalesce into the pages burnt from the book, but instead something very strange happened. They began to form into a person.

“What’s going on?” Daria heard herself whisper. This wasn’t supposed to happen, at least not with what she had read. But there could be no mistake. The mist was forming into the silhouette of a woman. Within minutes, standing before Daria was a 6’4” tall, blond model dressed completely in red leather. Daria had to admit that the tight leather showed off this woman’s assets perfectly. From her leather bra, to her leather shorts, down to her stiletto boots, this woman oozed sex appeal. Something in Jason’s unconsciousness decided that now would be a good time to wake up, and slowly he began opening his eyes. But he quickly came to the conclusion that he must still be dreaming.

“Greetings,” the woman began, “my name is Sonnielion, and you have summoned me. What is your wish?” Talk about being intimidated. Daria just stood there for a few moments when she realized she needed to answer this woman. Jason was now fully awake (or fully dreaming) as he simply stared with dropped jaw at this perfect woman that stood before him.

“Well, Sonnielion, I wish to have the spells restored to this spell book,” Daria finally got up the nerve to say. She was still unsure of what to make of this woman, but she could feel the magical energy simply radiating from Sonnielion’s body. It was actually kind of exciting.

“No problem,” Sonnielion responded with a smile, “and you can call me Sonni. Can I assume that this handsome young thing is your ‘friend’ that you were required to bring?” Daria was beginning to calm down by this time and nodded.

“His name is Jason,” Daria introduced, “and my name is Daria.”

“What’s going on here?” Jason finally cleared his mind enough to answer. While he could have simply stared at this magnificent woman all night, he really felt that he should chime in, now that he was introduced.

“You are about to fulfill a service for this young woman,” Sonni explained. This was the part that she loved best. Admittedly, getting away from Hell had its inherent excitement, but first she had to take care of the business at hand. There were rules by which she could be released from the confinement of Hell, and Sonni had to go by the book on this one. This chance didn’t come along very often, so she had to be careful not to frighten her ticket out of there.

“Tell me, Jason, do you care for Daria?” Sonni asked. Dialog was important in this case. If she led the questioning correctly, this young human would walk right into her web.

“Yeah,” Jason hesitated, “of course. We’re best of friends.” He had found his voice, and was trying to sound confident.

“If you had a choice, would you choose to be with her or me?” Sonni continued. This was the setup question. Either answer would throw him off guard. She couldn’t help but smile as his mind tried to think logically and clear away all the chemicals coursing through his blood. Would he choose friendship or lust?

“I would have to choose…” Jason stammered, “Daria. What we have is more permanent than anything I could have with you.” He was sweating profusely now, but he knew he had made the ‘correct’ choice. This whole experience was becoming very overwhelming.

“Very good,” Sonni smiled. “I can see you truly are her friend. Then to finish what she wanted me to do, all I need is to touch your hand.” And with this, Sonni reached her leather gloved hand out from the center of the pentagram, but not crossing the outer circle. The original question was simply meant to create a tense moment for Jason. His answer along with her response would cause him to feel extreme relief. It was at these moments that humans were so easy to manipulate.

Jason, indeed, felt relief. Without even thinking, he extended his hand through the outer circle of the pentagram and touched the soft red leather covering this gorgeous woman’s hand. He was surprised by the shock he received as Sonni touched his fingers. He was equally surprised by her stepping forward, out of the circle drawn on the ground. But the most stunning thing of all was the fact that this extremely tall woman was beginning to get taller. She was probably six feet in height without her boots on, and she was beginning to get taller very quickly.

Daria had simply been an observer to all of this, but was now watching in amazement as Jason dwindled before her eyes. She remembered seeing people shrink before, but it had been quite a while. And while it had taken her a few seconds to recite the curse, this woman did it effortlessly. Sonni must truly be something beyond human.

Within moments, Jason had been shrunk to an inch tall. He wasn’t sure what was going on, or how this could happen, but he was completely enthralled by the two red, leather walls on either side of him. Sonni’s huge boots rose up like towers, and he felt compelled to walk over to one of them. It looked so shiny and smooth, even at this close range. As he touched it, he marveled at its suppleness, and the fact that he could see the slight movement of the giant foot inside it.

“Fascinating, isn’t it?” Sonni commented. “Go, on, see what your friend’s shoe is like as well.” Jason glanced over at Daria’s leather loafer and began walking over there. Daria smiled briefly as she realized that she was wearing the same old black, leather loafers she had worn the first time Jim had been changed to a bug. It was a little intoxicating to see a small creature crawling towards her foot again. But after two and a half years of wearing these things, she knew she wasn’t going to have Jason crawl inside them. He would probably pass out before he landed on the insole.

Jason got to the worn black wall of Daria’s shoe and touched it as well. It had a far different feeling from Sonni’s boot, in that it was so old. It was very supple, though, and felt so soft. One thing Jason noticed was that he could smell Daria’s foot even through the old loafer. These were old shoes indeed, and he had seen her wear them frequently over the years. Not as much as another pair of shoes, but still quite often. Suddenly, he came back to reality when one of the giantesses began to speak.

“Well, Daria, here is your choice,” Sonni explained. “You can remove your shoe and step on little Jason, here, with your bare foot, or I can lift up my boot and slowly crush him for you. If you do it yourself, I will grant your wish, and restore the spell book. If, however, you find the idea of stepping on your friend too repulsive, I will be more than happy to feel the little guy pop beneath my boot. But then you don’t get your book. What’ll it be?” Both Daria’s and Jason’s hearts dropped at about the same time. Jason’s probably fell farther and faster though, as he turned back to look at the enormous foot of his friend. A foot that he could not imagine would actually crush him.

Daria was completely torn. She actually did consider Jason her friend, but she desperately needed the spell book restored. She looked down at the tiny bug in front of her shoe and felt sorry for him. He was already backing away as if he sensed his inevitable doom.

“I’m sorry, Jason,” Daria sadly apologized. “But this book is very important to me. I wish there was another way, but it’s either going to be me stepping on you or this woman. Wouldn’t you rather be stepped on by me?” None of this brought comfort for Jason. Actually, now that he was seeing that his friendship with Daria wasn’t as strong as he thought, he would rather die beneath the boot of Sonni. If he could smell the stench of Daria’s bare foot when it was still encased in her shoe, Jason was truly frightened by what it would smell like if he was slowly being squashed beneath it. He didn’t know how to get out of this, so he simply got on his knees and begged Daria not to step on him.

“Please, please don’t squish me!” Jason yelled. Tears were beginning to well up in his eyes as his entire body began shaking in fear. Not like this… he didn’t want to die beneath Daria’s foot like some worm.

“I’m afraid that begging isn’t going to help in this,” Daria continued while lifting her bare foot out of her shoe. “Just lie down and let’s get this over with. Wouldn’t you rather have your last experience be with me? I promise that my foot is very soft, and that it won’t hurt too bad when you squish.” Daria was faintly beginning to feel excitement about this. Jason’s death was inevitable, and so he might as well be crushed beneath a friend’s foot than a complete stranger. And this would get her spell book back as well.

Jason watched as Daria lifted her immense bare foot over his head. He knew that his time was up, and that there was nothing more to do. The idea of actually being crushed beneath his “friend’s” foot was so repulsive, but he wanted it all to be over quickly. He shouldn’t have to die like this, squished into the soft wrinkles of Daria’s sweat-covered sole. Even before it touched him, he rolled onto his back and simply stared up at his horrible fate. He was destined to have his life snuffed out by a girl’s foot. How could this be?

The smell that assailed Jason’s nostrils was absolutely horrible. He never remembered anyone’s foot smelling that bad before. And as the soft pad of Daria’s bare foot slowly pressed into him, he couldn’t help but wonder what he had done to deserve this. Why did his last moments alive have to be surrounded by a reeking stench of foot odor? The answer was irrelevant as Daria continued to press down. Jason struggled briefly against the claustrophobic flesh, but soon he was held fast. His chest compressed first, followed by the popping of his hips. He opened his mouth in a soundless scream as a few drops of foot sweat trickled down his throat. But Jason had no air to cough them out with, and there was really no time. As his sides split from the weight of this girl’s bare foot, he felt pain course through his body along with a single thought… Why did his last vision of this world have to be the bottom of Daria’s bare foot? And with that, his body simply flattened out with a squishy crunch.

Daria stood there for a little while as she felt the energy course through her. It had been a long time since she felt that wonderfully addicting power of snuffing out some poor bastard’s life. Admittedly, Jason had been a good friend. But now he was an even better friend by giving up his life for her enjoyment. In the back of her mind, she realized that he probably suffered horribly before she finally flattened him against the floor. However, the thought that her foot smelled as bad as it did, made the energy coursing through her that much stronger. Jason’s suffering had caused a bigger release of energy than if she had just stomped him flat. She would have to explore this further.

“Well, here is your new book,” Sonni said as Daria looked up. Apparently, Daria had been staring at her foot for almost a minute, and Sonni had fulfilled her side of the pact. The spell book looked just as it had when Daria first found it in her attic.

“I’ll be leaving, now,” Sonni said, “but I imagine we may see each other again some time.” And with that Sonni walked out the bedroom door, leaving Daria to clean up what was left of Jason from the bottom of her foot (as well as the floor). Sonni was now free, and she had quite a lot to do. It had been several centuries since she had been released, and this new world looked fascinating. With a single thought, she changed her clothes to more appropriate attire for a cool fall night. Though, she still kept her red leather boots…

As she left the sorority house, Sonni began walking around the campus. She heard quite a few parties going on, and this reminded her of the fact that she wanted to see a little more fun before she began her freedom in earnest. Sure, Daria had to squish her friend beneath her foot, but she had done similar things before. The emotional energy released had been rather minimal, as well as too quick. Sonni needed to feel some energy that was a little bit more potent. And it didn’t take long to find the right couple…

“How could you sleep with someone while dating me?!” Harry asked Jessica. It wasn’t like she was even trying to hide this fact from him. And while she was absolutely gorgeous, Jessica seemed to think that she was practically royalty.

“Two dates does not really count as ‘Dating,’” Jessica responded. “Besides, I can have any guy I want, so you should feel lucky just to have gone out with me at all. I mean, really, look at this body. I can’t help it if I’ve achieved perfection. If other guys want to buy me things and get close to me, we can’t really blame them, can we? Who wouldn’t want to be close to perfection?” Harry was simply flabbergasted. How conceited could a person be? He paid for everything on their first date, and then tonight he paid again for the movie, and drinks at the bar afterwards. She never stopped flirting with the other guys at the bar, and then one had approached that said he would like to experience the ‘magic’ that they had last night. Completely ignoring Harry, Jessica actually said that she would be available later tonight! Of all the nerve!

“Listen, I can’t even believe someone like you exists!” Harry sputtered. “I think it’s best we go our separate ways.” Without even waiting for a reply, he simply began walking away. He tried not to think about her flowing blond hair, her voluptuous chest, and her fantastic legs that seemed to go on forever. He deserved better than that bitch, and he was feeling better about himself with each step he took in the other direction.

“Suit yourself,” was Jessica’s only reply. She was already thinking about hooking up with that totally hot guy she met earlier at the bar. But suddenly, inexplicably, she fell asleep, right on the bench. She never saw Sonni approach from behind, and with a single thought, suggest Jessica fall asleep.

“Excuse me,” Sonni called to Harry. “Did she really treat you that bad?” Harry turned to see the mind-numbing blond walking towards him. There was something about her that made his hormones flood throughout his body with a simple glance.

“Jessica’s the most conceited bitch I’ve ever met,” Harry explained. “I’m not even sure why I dated her in the first place, except that she is very pretty.” But not as pretty as you, Harry thought.

“How about we have some fun,” Sonni said as she looked around to make sure no one was watching. “Come with me.” And with that, Sonni reached out with her red-gloved hand and gently pulled Harry back towards Jessica. Almost in a trance, Harry followed. Soon they were back with Jessica while she slept on the bench.

“What’s the plan?” Harry asked, noticing that Jessica had fallen asleep. He was wondering if there was a practical joke in her future. But in an instant, everything changed. Everything just exploded around him, and he suddenly felt himself shrinking. To his surprise, the tall blond model never let go of him. Within moments, he was only a few inches tall, sitting on the supple red leather covering her palm.

“We’re going to play a little game,” Sonni said in a whisper as Harry continued to shrink. “I know how much you hate this young woman, and yet I feel that the two of you should be together for a while. So I’ve come up with a plan.” By this time, Harry was less than an inch tall, and still shrinking on this field of red leather. He also noticed that he was completely paralyzed.

“You see, I love causing a little mischief every now and then,” Sonni continued. “And for tonight’s mischief, I’m going to change your life. I have shrunk you down to 1/16th of an inch and paralyzed you. Since this woman thinks she is a goddess here on Earth, I will test this theory by placing you where you belong… at her feet. More specifically, between her fourth and fifth toes, since you are more insignificant than her smallest toe.” Harry could only watch as everything shifted. He was now sitting on the tip of this woman’s index finger, and fast approaching Jessica’s foot. Harry continued to watch as this model removed Jessica’s high-heeled pump and picked up her cute bare foot. But to Harry, its size was beyond his comprehension. Especially as he approached her smallest two toes. He observed the other giant red hand separate Jessica’s giant toes as he was thrust into the dank crevice between them. He actually stuck there, with his back to one wall of flesh, staring at the opposite toe as it slowly came towards him.

Harry knew he would be done for when that other toe pressed into him. At his tiny size, there was no way he would be more than a tiny little splat between this bitch’s toes. The sticky sweat from between these two digits soaked through his back instantly, and the stench was almost more than he could bear. He was almost thankful that he would be dead in the next few moments as the giant woman released her hold on the other toe. He closed his eyes as he waited for his death. Harry felt the soft impact, then screamed in pain as he was pressed between these gigantic walls of putrid flesh. He waited to lose consciousness, but he didn’t. Somehow, he had survived, and he was only lightly being touched by the other toe.

“The other powers I’ve given you are indestructibility and invisibility,” Sonni’s voice thundered down. “I’ve done the magical equivalent of super-gluing you to the inner side of Jessica’s smallest toe. You will be able to subsist on the sweat and dirt that accumulate near you, but this self-absorbed girl will never know that you are stuck between her toes. And while you are indestructible, you will still feel the pain and pressure of every step she takes. Not to mention being squished continually when she puts her tight sexy shoes on. You may pass out from time to time, especially if she goes swimming or takes a bath, but you won’t drown or die. But don’t worry, you won’t have to stay there forever. I have set the indestructibility spell to be cancelled in 6 years, 6 months, and 6 days. The glue affect will last until you are dead. Thus, eventually, you will be squished between those two toes, than simply washed down the drain when she takes her next shower. Enjoy your new position as Jessica’s toe jam!” Sonni couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on Harry’s face. She had excellent vision, and could just see it through the crack between Jessica’s toes. Without waiting for anything else, Sonni placed Jessica’s shoe back on her bare foot and walked away. She could feel Harry’s frustration magically ripple through her. This place had so much to offer, and she had all the time in the world.

Harry was still in shock from everything that had happened. How could this be possible?! Was he really going to be stuck between this self-absorbed bitch’s toes for over six and a half years?! He was already being pressed hard between her reeking toes, now that the giant shoe was back on, and he shivered as Jessica began to wake up. He felt his world move as this giantess placed her foot on the ground and stood up. Harry screamed in pain from the shear amount of pressure pressing against him from all sides. What was going on?! As heat and sweat began accumulating around him, he felt the roller-coaster ride begin as Jessica walked home. She had no idea that the nerdy guy she had two dates with was suffering horribly in her shoes between her toes. But if she had known, she would have felt extra pleased with herself, since that was where he belonged… licking the sweat from her feet.

No one heard from Harry again. His world became one of insane pressure and sickening rides as he spent the next six and a half years swallowing the sweat and grime from between the toes of one of the most vein, conceited bitches on the planet. His mind screamed a single word into the night… Noooooooooooooo…

*****

Meanwhile, Daria simply looked at the new spell book she held in her hands. She paged through it briefly, making sure all of her favorite spells were there. It wouldn’t take her long to memorize them, and already thoughts of revenge were entering her mind. Kyle and Jim had done so much against her that they really needed to be taught a lesson. But first she had to keep her promise to Kyle. And perhaps the two girls that he was going to meet two years ago after prom could help. Unknowingly, of course…

SPELLS 2 - VOLUME 2

Daria knew she had quite a bit of things to do in order to begin the “revenge” phase of her life. So, deciding to take the next week off of school, she began to pour over the spell book, learning every spell she knew before. There were even a few extra that she took the time to commit to memory as well. For four days, she studied like she had never done before. By the fifth day, she was ready to rest a little.

With the weekend coming up fast, Daria knew that there would be no rest for the weary. But in order to continue with her plans for Kyle, she would need a lot more money than she had in her savings account (which was practically depleted). However, now that she had the spell book, she would never need to worry again.

After spending the morning in the library, Daria had found the perfect rationale for her soon-to-be fortune suddenly appearing. There had been numerous treasures lost at sea, so why not lay a claim to some of those gold coins lying at the bottom of the sea. After committing the design of the coins to memory, Daria went back to her room and sorted out all of her pennies from her coin jar. Then, for the first time in almost three years, she began to cast a spell. Luckily, the Object Transformation spell was a lot easier than the old Living Transformation spell she had used to turn Jim into her shoe so long ago. By the end of the day, Daria had a mound of gold coins in which to retire with if she wanted to.

Even though it had been a mind-draining week, Daria had trouble sleeping with all the excitement she was going through. She had more money than she could ever use, and now the second part of her plan had to begin. It began with the buying of a small house that was near the college campus. There was no need to haggle for a price, but she did make sure it was in great shape and had nice, large rooms. Furnishings were equally easy to come by, since she could just hire a decorator and have them to all the work. While that was being done, she could devote the rest of the weekend to Kyle and his two girlfriends.

It was now time to get Kyle to agree to move into the new house. Of course, he wasn’t in any position to agree or disagree, so Daria would have to go through his mother. But she didn’t think that would be that tough. After taking a few deep breaths, Daria picked up the phone and dialed Kyle’s number.

“Hello,” said the female voice at the end of the line. Daria immediately recognized it as Kyle’s mom.

“Hi, Mrs. Furguson, this is Daria,” she said, “I was wondering if you had some time to talk about Kyle. I have come into some money recently, and I would like to help him out. The college is trying some alternative treatments for victims of strokes and spinal cord injuries, and I was wondering if you would consider allowing Kyle to be transferred down here. I’ll take care of all the arrangements, and I’ll only need you to release him to my care.”

“Oh, that would be wonderful, dear,” Kyle’s mom replied. “I always thought the two of you made a perfect couple. He’ll be so happy to have you taking care of him.”

“Actually, I would prefer that you didn’t tell him,” Daria quickly said. “I don’t want his feelings for me getting in the way of his treatment. Just tell him that he is being transferred to an alternative medical clinic, and that he will be well taken care of. I am even arranging his care by two nurses so that he’ll have around the clock supervision. I can drive up next week and bring the paperwork with me. He can then be brought down to the house to begin his new therapy.”

“Well, all this sounds just wonderful,” Mrs. Furguson said. “It has been quite a while since I had any hope that he would get better. I look forward to seeing you, dear.”

“I look forward to it, too,” Daria replied. “Bye.” That went even better than expected. Now it was time to get his two nurses.

Well, from what Daria had heard, Kyle’s slutty little friends from Prom weren’t really nurses, but they had taken some training classes at the local tech school. Their names were Colleen and Kimberly. And they never really stopped being the preppy little bitches that Daria hated so much. But they would definitely serve their purpose.

A week went by with little fanfare as Daria had to let the house get prepared before having Kyle transferred in. She figured that she would talk to the two girls while she was up getting the paperwork signed. In the meantime, she had to use a couple of Mind Control spells to get everything squared away for her college classes. After all, she still wanted to stay in the sorority on campus. She didn’t want too many people to know how wealthy she was. By the time the weekend came, Daria was anxious to drive back to her home town and get everything ready.

The paperwork went through with extreme ease, and Kyle was set to be transferred down early next week. Daria was now the official caretaker for him, and he didn’t even know it. After saying goodbye to Mrs. Furguson, Daria called Colleen and Kimberly’s numbers and set up a dinner meeting for that night. Both sounded a little nervous and slightly skeptical, but Daria knew she could alleviate that pretty quick.

“So, I heard the two of you are in the nursing field,” Daria began the dinner conversation.

“Well, we took a few classes at the tech school, but it’s not really enough to get a job with,” Colleen said. Kimberly just nodded as she took a bite of her salad. Both of these girls had hardly changed in two years. They were still the same stuck-up girls from before. Colleen was the perky blond who wasn’t really that bright upstairs, while Kimberly was more reserved, with dark brown hair flowing to her shoulders. The only redeeming value they had was that they really were attractive women. And that suited Daria just fine.

“What would you say if I offered you a job taking care of a patient?” Daria said. There was really no point to holding off on the root of the conversation any longer. She just wanted to get these two hired and start the fun for next week.

“We really don’t have enough experience to take care of a person,” Kimberly blurted out. “I don’t know if we could handle that.”

“How much would it pay?” Colleen asked, ignoring Kimberly. She knew that a well paying job was tough to come by, given their lack of experience.

“I’d start you at $50,000 a year each,” Daria said nonchalantly. “I’ve recently gotten a grant from the government to research alternative therapies to treat paralyzed patients.”

“$50,000 a year?” Colleen choked. “Are you serious? Why us?” Kimberly was pretending to be calm, but her eyes never left Daria as she tried to discern whether it was possible to get a $50,000 a year job without having any experience or really any training.

“The patient is Kyle Furguson, and I would like the nurses taking care of him to be from his home town, as well as already known to him,” Daria said, trying to hold back the smile. She didn’t even need to use magic for these girls.

“Oh, I remember Kyle,” Kimberly said. “You mean we would be in charge of taking care of him?” The light in both Kimberly and Colleen’s eyes indicated this deal was almost done.

“Yes, you would be taking care of Kyle,” Daria confirmed. “But you cannot let him know I am paying you. I’ve done some research into a very radical therapy that has worked in other countries, so all I need from you two is some open-mindedness.” This set-up was working so well, Daria was almost becoming flushed with excitement.

“Well, when can we start?” Colleen asked. This was almost too good to be true. Obviously, Daria didn’t know that she and Kimberly were going to have some fun with Kyle on prom night. How stupid could Daria be, putting them in charge of her old boyfriend? Talk about fun.

“In two days, if that’s OK,” Daria stated. “I can even give you a $1,000 bonus for some spending money if you can make it.” Colleen and Kimberly both agreed on the spot. In order to make sure they knew everything was on the up-and-up, Daria had them sign some contracts that she had brought with the other paperwork to get Kyle released. This had been a truly productive weekend.

As Daria drove back to college, she couldn’t help but think of all the ways in which Kyle would soon be tortured. It would make his time spent in her shoe look like a holiday. But she was becoming so turned on that she knew she needed some release. It had been a while since she had a little fun with a person, so she might as well find someone for tonight. As she was passing through a small town, she saw four guys walking down the street. They seemed rather intoxicated, which would do nicely. Daria quickly parked the car on the side of the street and began following these gentlemen. After they turned down a quiet street, she quickly ran up to them.

“Excuse me, but do any of you know what time it is?” Daria asked as she approached. The guys all stopped and looked at her, none of them even glancing at their watch.

“I think it’s time for some fun!” the largest of the four said. This only made Daria smile as they began to walk towards her and surround her. This was exactly what she was hoping for. Calming herself, she began to cast the first Shrinking curse since she had regained her spell book. She had to make sure it had a slight delay, so that all of them shrunk at once.

“What the hell are you mumbling about?” the big guy said again. “Why don’t you come back to my place for a little fun?”

“Knock it off, Sam, leave her alone,” said a scrawny guy. “It’s 11:30 Miss, and we’ll be on our way now.” But Sam and the others weren’t ready to go.

“Screw you, Cal!” Sam yelled. “Frank, Bob, and I want to have some fun with the little lady.” Bob and Frank both nodded in agreement. This dark haired girl was extremely pretty, and the night was still young.

“Fine, but I’ll have no part. I’m leaving,” Cal said, but as he turned to go, his body was wracked with pain. All four guys fell to the ground as they began to be reduced to an inch tall. Daria felt the wash of magic flow through her, causing her to almost fall over herself. This was what magic was all about. This was the ecstasy she had been missing. And as she watched the little guys finish shrinking, Daria knew that she was in for a fun couple of days.

*****

Sonni had observed the different behaviors of these humans for quite a while when she felt the overwhelming urge to have more fun. It was the weekend, and she decided that it was time she went to one of these parties that everyone seemed so fond of. It was being held at a fraternity house, and it actually looked like a good time. Observations indicated a slight modification to her wardrobe would be needed. A dark, silk red blouse and black, leather skirt should do nicely. The boots… well, a girl has to have some consistency. And Sonni loved the way the stiletto heels sounded on the sidewalk.

“Come on in!” said the slightly inebriated student at the door. He could hardly believe the woman that walked past him. She was taller than he was, but she was so stunning that he didn’t even realize he dumped his beer on the floor.

Sonni could feel that most of the eyes were on her (at least from the men), but that was the way it was supposed to be. She began scanning the minds of these strange creatures to find one to her liking. It was then that she looked over in the corner to see a rather short, pudgy young man who was rather shy. But it wasn’t his shyness or his social ineptness that caught her attention. It was what he was thinking about. This was intriguing. So, ignoring all of the requests to dance with someone, she pushed her way through the crowd until she was standing in front of Peter.

“Hi, there,” Sonni said. “I’m Sonni. You are a rather different specimen, aren’t you?” Peter looked up at the gorgeous amazon in front of him and slumped against the chair he was standing by.

“H-Hi, P-Peter my… name… i-is,” Peter stammered. Socially inept might have been an understatement. He could only hold her gaze for a half a second before looking back down.

“Do you like my boots?” Sonni asked. Peter didn’t need to look over at the red, leather boots, since he was already staring directly at them. He turned crimson red and began trembling all over.

“W-Why do you ask?” Peter mumbled. He felt so intimidated that he just wanted to die. He could feel the eyes of everyone else in the room looking at Sonni and him. This was unbearable. Some guy nearby even began laughing at his predicament.

“I like men who like my boots, that’s all,” Sonni reassuringly answered. Peter’s mind was in complete chaos at the sound of her voice, but he looked up anyway. To his surprise, she didn’t sound like she was trying to make fun of him.

“Yes, those boots are very nice,” Peter whispered. This time he was able to hold Sonni’s gaze without looking away.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Sonni whispered back. “You have a giantess fantasy, don’t you? It’s alright, I find it extremely interesting. Perhaps I can help out. But tell me, if you could have me step on someone, who would it be?” Peter’s mind was going into meltdown. Here was a beautiful woman that he would love to see as a giantess, but she seemed to be able to read his thoughts. This was totally embarrassing, except that she seemed fine with it. How confusing. But his answer quickly came to his mind anyway.

“Him…” Peter said indicating someone who was approaching. It was a blond, blue-eyed surfer named Johnny, who was coming up from behind this woman.

“Hey, this worthless slug has nothing for you,” Johnny said. “Why not come and join the real party and leave this reject back to his perverted thoughts?” But Sonni just smiled. This testosterone filled idiot needed to be brought down a notch or two. And Peter had provided the perfect way to do it.

“Why don’t we find a more intimate place,” Sonni responded as she turned around. Then, without waiting for his response, she grabbed his wrist and walked him up the stairs. She then walked down the hallway and into one of the rooms.

“How did you know this was my room?” Johnny responded. His confusion about this only lasted a moment as a new surprise hit. This stunning woman was actually growing. By the time he shook his head to clear out the cobwebs, Johnny realized that everything else was growing too. In less than ten seconds, he had been reduced to an inch tall. All he could focus on was the toe of this giantess’ colossal red boot.

Peter was back to sitting by himself when a voice sounded in his head. It told him to come to Johnny’s room for a surprise. It also sounded like that model’s voice. Hesitantly, he decided to go up the stairs and open Johnny’s door. He saw the beautiful woman, but no sign of Johnny.

“Come in and close the door,” Sonni said. And as soon as the door clicked shut, she made Peter’s dream come true. He began dwindling down until he was no more than an inch in height. His heart began pounding as he looked across the expanse of the room and saw his dream come true. There, on the bed, sat a goddess so beautiful, he felt compelled to worship her right where he stood. But he didn’t want this opportunity to pass him by, so he began running towards those two exquisite towers of red leather.

Sonni watched the reactions of the two shrunken men before her. She could feel the polar extremes coming from them, and it was a delicious mix of emotions. The one named Johnny was trying to fathom how large she really was. Or perhaps how small he had become. He simply stood staring at her boot, trying to take it all in at once. Peter, on the other hand, was running as fast as his out-of-shape body would let him towards the object of his lust. Unfortunately, there was an awful lot of distance to cover. With a mere thought, Sonni lifted him invisibly off his feet and sped him towards her. He landed directly in front of her right foot.

Johnny couldn’t believe what had happened. This stunning blond had let him take her into his room, and now he was only an inch tall, standing in front of her boots. What was going on? He looked over to see Peter next to the other one. But he actually looked excited about being so tiny. Johnny watched Peter take a running start and jump onto the top of Sonni’s leather boot.

Peter could have died right there and been the happiest person on Earth. The soft, supple leather of his goddess’ red boot was his entire world right now, and there was nothing he wanted more than to just lie there in its magnificence. It was so shiny that he could see his reflection in it, with the reflection of the giantess looking down behind him. He didn’t want to close his eyes for a second for fear that this dream would disappear when he opened them again.

“Hey, Peter, what the hell are you doing, you pervert?!” Johnny yelled as he walked over. His reaction had turned from mild fear to anger. He hated feeling insignificant, and Peter was someone who he could take his anger out on. Peter looked up and slowly slid down off the precious boot. He was wondering what Sonni would do if Johnny started a fight.

“You’re behind this, aren’t you?!” Johnny accused as he began running full speed directly at Peter. Sonni just watched the spectacle as it unfolded. She didn’t want to interfere just yet.

“Leave me alone!” Peter screamed as Johnny came barreling towards him. But it was too late for Peter to move as Johnny tackled him to the ground and began pummeling him.

“Not a smart move, little Johnny,” Sonni said from above. “He’s the one who is going to decide your fate.” Johnny stopped in mid-swing as he heard this. This was all so confusing. What did she mean?

“Step on him!” Peter yelled. Johnny looked back down and was ready to punch when the giant red wall they were next to moved and hit him in the side. He tumbled several feet before landing with the wind knocked out of him. But something was horribly wrong. He couldn’t move a muscle below his neck. He was completely paralyzed! All Johnny could do was watch the unimaginably huge boot move over the top of him. He could see the dirt and dust on the sole as it lowered down to him. He tried with all his effort to move, but soon the bottom of the boot touched his body, and he knew it would all be over soon.

“Wait!” Peter yelled as he ran up to see Johnny trapped like a bug beneath Sonni’s boot. Johnny breathed a sigh of relief as this madness was stopped. Perhaps he would even refrain from beating Peter up for a couple of weeks if everything went well.

“Could you step on him inside your boot?” Peter asked hesitantly. The thought of this blond goddess squishing Johnny inside her boot was driving him absolutely crazy. He was even willing to risk the embarrassment of this woman knowing his intimate desires if there was even a small chance she would comply.

“I think we can accommodate that,” Sonni said with a smile. Of course, she wasn’t going to let Johnny off from any extra suffering she could inflict. What neither of these tiny men realized is that Demons don’t sweat. But, Sonni would make an exception in this case. Concentrating briefly, she changed the environment in her boot to simulate what it would be like if she had worn these boots bare foot for a month straight. The heat and humidity quickly rose, coating everything inside with a layer of sweat. This would do nicely.

“You asshole!” Johnny screamed. “I don’t want to be stepped on inside of some bitch’s boot! I’ll get you for this!” But Peter was now watching Sonni as she reached down and unzipped her other boot. He just about exploded in anticipation of what was happening. And as she pulled her long, perfect bare foot out of her boot, he realized life couldn’t possibly get any better than this. Or could it…

“Would you like a ring-side seat?” Sonni asked Peter. He simply nodded and ran towards his sanctuary. The smell emanating from it was incredibly strong, but that only made it better. He knew he could put up with it, but could Johnny? Unfortunately, Peter had to stop when he got to the boot, since the opening was too high for him to jump into. However, he felt a wave of heat hit him as Sonni’s wet big toe settled in front of him to assist. He could think of nothing else but to push his face into the front of his goddess’ soft toe and give it a worshipful kiss, before climbing on and jumping into the boot. He landed on the smooth, wet insole and slid down into the darkness.

“It will be completely dark, so you made need a slight enhancement,” Sonni said as Peter was climbing around her toe impressions. He was surprised that everything became completely bright and clear. The smell and heat in here were so bad that he could actually see the waves rising off the soft leather floor that he was standing on. But he knew this was the perfect place to be. So he crawled past the toe indentation, into the pointed area at the very tip. There he waited for the next step.

“It’s your turn,” Sonni said as she picked up Johnny. He wanted to struggle in the soft grip of her fingers, but it was no use, he was definitely paralyzed. All he could do was turn his head and look down at the open leather boot of this colossal woman. As soon as she set him down and let go, he slid slowly along the sweat-coated insole until he was directly in the indentation created by the ball of her giant foot. His eyes were watering from the tear gas-like smell surrounding him. Did this woman ever wash her feet? His clothes were now completely soaked, as he watched the light begin to dim. The glistening, wrinkled sole of the gorgeous blond was finding its way towards him. He closed his eyes as he waited for everything to end. The moist, rubbery touch of the sole resting on his chest sent shivers through his body. But the most chilling part was when he heard the giant zipper going up the shaft of the boot. He was now sealed in.

“Peter, please stop this,” Johnny begged. But Peter was watching with such extreme anticipation that there was no way he was going to stop this. How could life get better than watching some big asshole get squished inside a beautiful woman’s boot by her sweating bare foot? This was the pinnacle of his life. And he was enjoying every sensation he could. Peter had moved so that he could look between two of Sonni’s toes and see Johnny moving his head. But that wasn’t enough for Peter as he began licking the front of Sonni’s toes, enjoying the sweat and dirt flowing down his throat.

“It’s time for the end, Johnny,” Sonni said ominously. “I hope you realize just how insignificant you really are. Let’s see how flat I can make you…” Johnny screamed as the giantess began pressing lightly down against him. The stench continued to assail him as he realized he would never hear this boot unzip, or see the outside world again. His college days were over, as his life would be snuffed out against the reeking, sweaty sole of a gigantic woman’s foot. He truly did feel insignificant. But then his bones began to crack, and his attention immediately returned to his surroundings. This bitch was going to crush him slowly, and he knew he had to do something to end it quicker. Smiling with the last bit of defiance he could muster, he slid his head to the side and felt the pad from Sonni’s big toe envelop around him. He screamed again as his skull began cracking beneath the pressure. He couldn’t breathe anymore, and waited for the final crunch. It finally came when Sonni decided to press her big toe down and pop his tiny head. Johnny’s body continued squishing up between her toes as she placed all of her weight on his tiny body.

Peter continued to watch, having had several sexual releases watching poor Johnny get squished. This was too perfect. But in a flash of light, he found himself outside the boot, staring up at Sonni. To his surprise, he was full size.

“Well, what am I going to do with you?” Sonni said with a smile looking down at the young man. She already knew the answer. While she had experienced tremendous pleasure and energy from squishing Johnny, there would be nothing achieved by stepping on Peter. He would actually enjoy it, and enjoyment gave off very little energy. It was time for her to go.

“I hope you enjoyed the show,” Sonni said as she stepped over her groveling subject. “But your goddess needs to leave now. Perhaps I’ll be back some time to squish the only witness of tonight beneath my perfect bare foot. I’d love to feel your body collapse beneath my weight, but it will have to be another time. Good bye.” And with that Sonni walked out the door and out of the house. The insides of her boots were already back to normal, and Johnny’s body was disintegrated into nothing.

Peter lay panting on the floor of the room for some time before he got up and left. He staggered back to his room, trying to commit all the images that he had witnessed to memory. He never wanted them to fade. And the thought that he might some day be squished as well put a smile on his face. The future looked brighter than it had in a long time. He would wait for the return of his goddess…

*****

Daria was sitting with Colleen and Kimberly in the new house waiting for Kyle to come. It was time to get them in on the fun torture to begin with Kyle. She began the conversation by placing $1,000 on the coffee table.

“This is spending money to get yourselves a new wardrobe,” Daria began. “You’ll understand in a moment what type of uniforms you will want to be wearing. I have been studying alternative healing methods from China, and stumbled across one that seems to suit Kyle perfectly. An ancient physician hypothesized that if sexual energy had no place to go, it would manifest as healing energy. Since Kyle has had extreme damage to his groin, this might actually be best for his whole body.” Colleen and Kimberly were wide-eyed at what Daria was saying. They would actually be paid to have sexual playtime with Kyle. How perfect was this!

“However, I have to let you in on a secret,” Daria continued. “In order to provide the most intense healing power, you will have to draw upon Kyle’s deepest, darkest fantasies. As kinky or perverted as this sounds, Kyle seems to like woman’s feet. Especially after a long day encased in shoes with very little ventilation. Don’t ask me why, but he actually loves to lick them clean. However, since he can barely open his mouth, we will have to start small. Simply rest your sweaty feet on his face and let him enjoy their scent.” Colleen and Kimberly looked at each other with slightly anxious faces. This was definitely something new for them.

“To go along with this, Kyle really likes to be dominated,” Daria explained. “While you will have to refrain from doing too much extra damage, feel free to belittle him and let him know that he’s nothing but a floor mat to you. If the therapy works, you will even be able play with him a little rougher, with some trampling and other things. But one step at a time. As things get better for him, he may be able to respond to you. But be sure to give commands, and not questions. It is for his own good. If he doesn’t like something, he won’t do it, but at least give him the command to see if he wants to do it deep down. Any questions?” Everything was going exactly as Daria had planned. She could tell by the growing smiles on these girls’ faces that they were already thinking of fun games and plans. A few magic spells on Kyle would seal the deal on this part of her revenge. This was too cool.

As Colleen and Kimberly put on their most worn shoes that they owned to go shopping, Daria waited for Kyle. To make sure nothing happened on the way, he was being brought by ambulance. When it pulled up in the driveway, she quickly went out and talked to the paramedics.

“Could you wheel him into the living room?” she asked. “That would be great.” Daria made sure she stayed out of Kyle’s vision as they put him in the room. She tried not to be too obvious by simply staying back a little. As soon as they were done, she walked the paramedics back to the ambulance and waved good-bye. It was now time to give Kyle a little magical boost.

The first spell Daria cast was Mind Reading. She wanted to make a permanent connection to Kyle so that she could feel every frustration that was going through his mind. Next came the new Puppet spell. His body would now respond to any command it was given. However, she made sure she put parameters on it to keep Kyle from doing anything drastic. His progress had to be slow, after all. Finally, a healing spell to allow a very slow regeneration affect. It would now appear that the therapy was working. In a week he would show significant signs of progress. It was then that Daria realized she might want to take some precautions to keep Kyle’s paralysis and stroke from healing completely. She quickly cast her Paralysis spell which also covered Kyle’s inability to speak. Everything was now ready for the nurses to come home.

As she left the house, Daria couldn’t help but smile. Everything was going according to plan. Perhaps it was time to play with a couple of those shrunken men. After all, being confined to her boots for a day couldn’t be that much fun for them. But what she had in mind wouldn’t be that much fun for them either.

When Daria got back to her room, she took her boots out of her closet and dumped the four little guys on the floor at her feet. They looked pretty scared, which was what she loved most about her magic. But she wanted to try something different with these guys. She just wasn’t sure what. She started by kicking off her high-heeled shoes and placing her nylon-covered feet on either side of the group.

“You two,” Daria said, indicating Sam and Bob, “jump inside my shoes and start licking them clean. If you don’t do a good job, I’ll be putting them back on my feet without taking you out. Understand?” Sam and Bob understood perfectly. And even though they could smell Daria’s silky feet from where they were standing, they would rather not be crushed beneath them. Moving as quickly as they could, they jumped onto their respective shoes and dove in. Neither of them was expecting the smell that assailed their nostrils, but worse was when they had to kneel down and lick the insole.

Daria watched with a smile as the two tiny men began licking the foot sweat from inside her dress shoes. She felt a huge tingle go through her while they suffered in those shoes. But still, she wanted to experience something different. Then an idea came to her. Something she had never done before. She reached down and picked up Frank.

“How would you like to experience being eaten by a girl?” Daria asked in a serious tone. Frank immediately locked his eyes onto Daria’s soft, full lips and shivered. While he wouldn’t mind being kissed, the idea of passing through that luscious gate into the cavern beyond was definitely something he didn’t want. He immediately began shaking his head to indicate he definitely didn’t want that.

“Oh, come on,” Daria said. “I was even sucking on a mint a little while ago, so my breath should be really fresh!” She was right, Frank thought. But that still didn’t make him want to crawl into her mouth. But it appeared Daria had already made up her mind. She opened her hand and brought her palm up to her mouth.

“Go on, climb in,” Daria said. “Otherwise, I will be forced to slowly bite off your arms and legs, one at a time.” Frank was dumfounded on what he should do. But then a thought entered his head. This young woman may have shrunk them down, but she hadn’t really hurt them. So, walking over to those gigantic soft lips, he grabbed hold and swung himself up. He was rather surprised as the surface yielded to his tiny weight. But as soon as he was half way in this woman’s mouth, the lips closed around him. Frank was now being suffocated by the moist embrace of those giant lips. However, they opened before he was truly suffocated, and he was casually flipped in.

“I wasn’t going to suffocate you,” Daria mumbled with the tiny man in her mouth. “Just having fun…” And it was true. This was a really cool sensation as she tossed the one inch man around in her mouth. Frank, however, wasn’t having that much fun. He was completely soaked from the saliva, and he was constantly wondering if he would slip between Daria’s jaws and be crunched like a piece of food.

Daria wasn’t really sure if she was going to swallow the guy, since that was something that never really turned her on. Stepping on someone was the ultimate display of power. Eating someone was more a display of hunger. But now that it got down to it, and there was a shrunken man in her mouth, she was finding it quite fun to contemplate simply swallowing him. And then it happened. As Daria was trying to swallow the accumulating saliva in her mouth, Frank suddenly disappeared. She felt the wiggling lump go all the way down her throat, and land in her stomach. Frank felt the fateful slide down this giant woman’s throat, and landed in the sickening acid of her stomach. The smell was horrible from the digestion happening all around him, but the acid burns were almost too intense. He screamed as his body convulsed from the excruciating pain. Frank thrashed around briefly, wondering why he was destined to become part of this woman. Within moments, however, it wouldn’t matter.

“Oops, that wasn’t supposed to happen,” Daria whispered as she placed her hand on her tight tanned stomach. But there was still a huge release of magical energy. The feeling of a living man squirming inside her stomach as he slowly melted in acid was actually quite a turn-on. She closed her eyes and felt the death throws of her little snack. It felt far better than she thought. This was nice…

But then there was a rattle at the door. Her roommate, Holly, must be back from classes and had her keys in the lock. Quickly, Daria picked up her boots and tossed them into the closet. Then she picked up the little guy on the floor and tossed him into one of her boots while she began shoving her feet into her pumps.

Bob didn’t see much happening as he was trying to look like he was licking the insole of this college student’s pumps, without taking too much filth into his mouth. The shadow passing overhead caused him to look up at the giant, nyloned toes coming right at him. He simply froze as Daria’s big toe knocked him onto his back and proceeded to push down on him. As he slid down the incline, his ribs cracked into his lungs from the pressure exerted by this reeking, silky toe. He pounded in futility on the soft, silky boulder of flesh, but it was useless. This giantess didn’t seem worried about his welfare at all as the pressure crushed his arm as well. Then, as he slipped away from the big toe, he noticed that the majority of his body was now directly below the front pad of Daria’s foot. It was actually soft and yielding at the moment, but as Bob painfully breathed in the stench, he realized that it was only a matter of time before the end came. He felt the wiggling of the pump as Daria pushed the rest of her foot in. With one shocking blast of pain, Bob’s body exploded beneath this woman’s foot. Daria didn’t even pause as the warm paste oozed up between her toes.

Sam saw that this girl had put on her other shoe, so he immediately dove forwards as the other nylon-covered foot entered his shoe. He was at the arch of the shoe, and hoped he had gotten far enough up the slope. Closing his eyes and waiting for the pain, he realized this was his lucky day. Sure enough, the giant toes passed over him before the final darkness descended. He felt the soft pressure of Daria’s arch against his back and the soft leather insole against his face. And while the wetness of both was incredibly gross, he knew he was alive. Albeit in the stinking shoe of some girl. He only hoped that he didn’t run out of air as the soft sole above him pressed down and sealed him in.

For Cal, flying through the air was one of the scariest moments of his life. He didn’t want to end up back in this woman’s boot, and surprisingly, it didn’t look like he would. When Daria tossed him in the air, she wasn’t nearly as accurate as she had hoped. His speed was too great as he hit the upper shafts of the boots and slowed down. At the last instant, he grabbed onto a dress that hung pretty low in the closet. While he was still high up, he knew he had better not move so that he wouldn’t be noticed. It was then he heard the door open.

“Hi Daria, what’s up?” Holly asked as she dropped her backpack. She had short brown hair and brown eyes and was rather short, around five feet tall, but was very proportional, seeing that she was a gymnast. In fact, there was a chance that she would get to go to the World Gymnastics Competition this year. This was probably one of the reasons she was allowed into the Sorority so quickly, since she was only 18 years old.

“Actually, Holly, I’m just on my way out,” Daria said as she wiggled her toes in the squished little man’s fluids. And with a quick wave, she walked out and closed the door. It was a shame to have squished that little guy so quickly, but it felt like she still had one left in her other shoe that was still alive. Thank goodness for that!

Cal was still wondering what he should do when the roommate kicked her shoes off into the closet. One of them impacted the dress he was on, and before he knew it, Cal was falling towards Holly’s newly discarded moccasin. He landed poorly, feeling both of his ankles snap. On top of that, his shoulder seemed to be dislocated. Just when he thought life couldn’t get worse, here he was stuck in a girl’s moccasin that was still warm and humid from being on her foot. Always the optimist, though, he was still hoping that he would be able to get her attention before she actually put them back on. Then he might just be able to get back to normal…

*****

Colleen and Kimberly were excited to start their new jobs as they brought the results of their shopping spree into the house. There was a note there from Daria indicating that Kyle was in the living room waiting for them. They quickly set there stuff down and went to see him.

Kyle could hear movement off to his right, but couldn’t move at all to see who it was. He was hoping it was someone who could feed him, since he was quite hungry. But all thoughts of food left him as he recognized his two new nurses. It was Colleen and Kimberly from high school. He hadn’t seen them since the Prom, and they were looking real good. This was a turn of events he hadn’t even considered. Life was definitely looking up.

“Hi, Kyle, do you remember us?” Colleen asked. “I’m Colleen and this is Kimberly. You may not remember, but we were supposed to have some fun on Prom night before this all happened. Who knows, if this therapy works well enough, we may still get that chance. Wouldn’t that be cool?” Of course, there was no chance for Kyle to answer anything, but it was still really nice to see some friendly faces. And to be taken care of by two hot women his own age was a wish come true.

“We had better feed him first, before we get started on the therapy,” Kimberly said as she went to the kitchen. “We’ll be back soon.” So as Kyle lay there, Kimberly and Colleen put away their new clothes and began preparing Kyle’s dinner. However, they were rather incompetent when it came to cooking, so Kyle was forced to wait almost two hours before anything was ready for him. Actually, his food only took about fifteen minutes to make since it was liquid and just slid down his throat, it was their food that took over an hour and a half. On top of that, they decided to eat first, while watching TV in front of him.

“Alright, I guess we had better get you fed,” Kimberly said as Colleen cleaned up the dishes. Kyle was then propped up, and Kimberly began spooning in his liquefied meal. It was amazing that she was having trouble even with this simple task. He was getting more on his face than in his mouth. At least he got to stare at Kimberly’s pretty face as he ate. That was definitely a change for the better. By the time they were through, it was almost 8:00.

“Time for therapy,” Colleen said as she walked into the room. All Kyle could see was the tight leather teddy she was wearing. What was all this about? But he couldn’t ask any questions as she came over to him with a devious smile on her face.

“Let’s get you down a little lower, don’t you think?” So while Kimberly had left the room to clean the dishes from his meal, Colleen was approaching him looking like a dominatrix rather than a nurse. He was assuming he was going to be put down in a laid-back position, but instead, she just shoved him off his bed. With no control over his muscles, Kyle just flopped down to the floor. What Colleen failed to remember was the coffee table on the other side of the bed. With a hard ‘THUNK,’ Kyle was seeing stars as his head bounced off the hard surface.

“Whoops!” Colleen laughed. “You’re kinda clumsy aren’t you?” Like it was his fault she shoved him into a coffee table. He now lay on his back panting, looking up as this dominatrix nurse walked slowly towards him. When she got along side, Colleen lifted her smooth leg and placed her foot on his chest. The shiny surface of her outfit was captivating, but it was strange compared to the old, worn black flats she was wearing.

“I’ve been wearing these shoes all day while shopping, so I hope you enjoy the results,” Colleen said as she popped off her shoe. Kyle’s heart sunk as he realized all too well what was about to happen. The first waft of stench from Colleen’s bare foot made his mind reel in terror. He began to have flashbacks of being put into a shoe and forced to eat toe sludge. And as the cute, sweaty sole of Colleen’s foot touched his mouth, he almost shivered in disgust. Worse was the position of her toes. They were directly over his nose, and gently massaging their sweaty filth into his nostrils.

At first Colleen was hesitant to have some guy smelling her feet after she wore her shoes bare foot for a whole, hot afternoon. But now, as she was actually forcing this guy to do her bidding, she was actually beginning to get into it. Sure, the costume helped out a lot, but the idea that she could decide how long Kyle was going to smell her disgusting feet was really beginning to turn her on. After she felt that her first foot had cooled off a bit, she put her shoe back on and repeated the whole thing with her other foot. This was actually quite fun.

Kyle’s mind, however, was reeling. Flashbacks were hitting him like waves crashing on the rocks. How could this be happening again? What was it with girls and their feet? He hated feet, and the idea that he was forced to smell them when he could do absolutely nothing about it was madness. He was hoping that Kimberly would bring some rationality to the situation.

“So, how’s it going?” she asked as she entered the room. She was still dressed as before, but Kyle could now see that she was wearing older pumps with knee-high nylons on. Please don’t let her take a turn was all Kyle could think about.

“It’s getting pretty late, why don’t we go out for a while?” Kimberly suggested. “Our classes are going to start soon, so we might as well have fun while we can.” Kyle was beginning to feel relieved that there was at least one girl that wasn’t insane.

“I’m about done with this disgusting loser, anyway, but what about your turn?” Colleen asked.

“Don’t worry, while you get ready upstairs, I’ll get things ready down here,” Kimberly responded. So Colleen pulled her foot from Kyle’s face, while wiping the remainder of the sweat off on his lips. With a smile and a giggle, she walked out of the room and up the steps.

“I’m sure you enjoyed that, and would like more,” Kimberly said, “but we have to have fun too. So, I’ll just set you up with some of my stuff to tide you over, OK?” Kyle was confused until he saw Kimberly sit down and remove her low-heeled pumps. She then rolled down her nylons and bunched them up in her right shoe. Kyle could feel his pulse race as he awaited the inevitable. Kimberly walked over barefoot, with her shoe in her hand. Then, with a wide smile on her beautiful face, she tipped her shoe upside down and shoved it over his nose and mouth. He held his breath for as long as he could, but soon realized this was not something he could outlast. Kimberly had pulled an elastic tie from her hair and had secured the shoe to his head with it. Before he even took a breath, Kyle could feel the sweat soaked nylons wetting his lips and nose with their disgusting juice.

“Go on, take a deep breath,” Kimberly said as she stared at him. “No used savoring it for later, we have several weeks of this planned for you.” That sentiment caused Kyle to inhale sharply, causing a rush of stench to enter his lungs. He realized that no matter how many feet he had smelled, he would never get used to the odor. The warm humid air almost choked him to death with its reek, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. How could these girls do this to him? His eyes were actually beginning to water as he was forced to breathe in the fumes from Kimberly’s nylons and pump that was strapped to his head.

“God, what a pervert,” Kimberly whispered as she walked away chuckling to herself. Kyle was confused by this whole situation, but his brain was beginning to shut down from that trauma being delivered to his lungs. The thought of sleeping with a woman’s shoe plastered to his face was incredibly embarrassing, but his body gave him little choice. With delusions of giant, smelly feet and shoes going through his mind, Kyle finally fell unconscious. When Colleen and Kimberly came down and saw him sleeping they just shook their heads. This guy was far more disturbed than either of them thought. What kind of derelict would get his jollies by enjoying the smell from a girl’s feet? Ah, well, time to party. There would be plenty of time to see how far Kyle’s derangements went.