James had what one might call a rather complicated relationship with the concept of going to the gym. He greatly admired those who had the dedication to get their workout on, but never could find the proper motivation. Aside from admittedly being a bit lazy himself, often times liking to stay home or chill with friends, going alone was never as effective as going with a partner; and there wasn’t anyone that he could really think of that would be interested in going either, being that most of his friends were either just as lazy or genuinely unavailable. And thus, it came as quite the surprise when an old friend, by the name of Susie, came knocking at the door. Now, unlike James, Susie was a bit more out there, always staying active. Aside from keeping herself fairly fit, she seemed to always be on the move, whether it be partying out with friends or traveling all across a variety of states and countries, seemingly without much break in between. It had become such a constant routine for her to go out that James was lucky to even see her beyond just once a month whenever she was back in town, and as far as he was aware, she wasn’t supposed to have come back for at least another couple of weeks.

She had evidently just come from a run, as she was in a sweat soaked huff and was wearing nothing more than a white sports bra and tight white shorts which complimented her flaming red hair that was currently tied up into a ponytail. Sweat seeped down her body, causing her skin to glisten in the sunlight, and despite having seen her plenty of times before, James could not help himself from giving her a bit of a look over. She had quite the body, one that she was very proud of. From a plump chest that looked ready to burst through the sports bra to an ample ass that could hardly be contained within her shorts. Even with all the curvature, she still somehow managed to maintain a soft, yet firm stomach, along with a set of slender legs which led up to a pair of toned thighs, each of which likely held more muscle than the entirety of James’ being. It was an intimidating presence to say the least, and given his poor posture, alongside the fact that she was a couple inches taller than him, it was all too common to have her deep blue eyes looking down at him. It was a look that left him in a sort of awe, and a look he’d likely never get used to, despite how long he had known her.

Being his friend since highschool, Susie had made it her mission to protect James from any would-be bullies; although, that often just led to Susie humoring herself by finding different ways to mess with her new friend. Be it his geeky nature or comparatively weak physique, something about James just seemed so cute when under pressure. And thus, Susie often found ways to sort of ‘test’ him, whether it be something physical, like when she convinced him to join volleyball with her, only to find out that he was on the opposing team which led to a number of one sided matches; or mental, like when the back of Susie’s bra strap went loose and she had James tighten it for him. At the time, she thought nothing of it, that was until he had completed the task, and she saw just how easy it was to take his normally impressive intelligence to convert it into a stuttering, red faced mess. Needless to say, it wouldn’t be the only time that James would find her coming to him to help fix some article of clothing for her, amongst other things.

Even if she did find his mannerisms toward her both flattering and amusing, her attention span did have its limits, such as when it was currently standing in the heat of the sun soaked in sweat. “So, you gonna just stand there and watch me bake or can I get something to drink?”

“R-right, sorry! Please, come in!” stammered James as he gestured her in, soon rushing ahead of her to get some water. “I just wasn’t expecting you. What’re you doing here? Not that I’m complaining or anything, but I thought you were going on some month-long trip to Scotland to hike those Dublin Mountains.”

“Ireland, and yeah that was the plan, but the guide got sick or some shit and couldn’t show up, so the trip basically got cut short.” With a disappointed shrug, Susie readjusted her attention to the icy glass of water being handed to her, causing her to light up as she grabbed and downed it.

“Scotland, Ireland, what’s really the difference?” joked James as he took a seat. “And that sucks. So what, you come back and decide to run around instead?”

“Including the five hundred kilometer distance apart or…?” questioned Susie as she took a moment to stretch, bringing her arms behind her head as she enjoyed the comparatively cooler air within James’ home. “And I’m happy to hear you ask. As you already know, I normally try to keep myself busy elsewhere, given that this town is pretty lame; but seeing my latest trip get screwed, I got to thinking that I should come up with some back up plans so that I can have just as much fun back home in case things don’t go according to plan.”

Though he couldn’t help but scoff at the distance remark, James was delighted to be having this little chat. It was a very welcomed surprise to get to see Susie a whole two weeks earlier than normal, and boy was there a lot to see. He kind of wished that she’d chosen a different outfit to wear on this visit, as her current one, accompanied with her stretched out pose made it a challenge to avoid staring. Challenge as it was, he did his best to keep his attention directed to either her face, or literally anywhere else that’d help keep his mind off the display in front of him. There was something about her newfound positioning however, one that he’d find a bit more difficult to ignore. Although it wasn’t the intent, putting herself into this new position had made it all too easy for the cool circulation of air to pass through; and while it was an all too relieving sensation for her, it had a side effect of wafting an odor that her body had developed during her run. As such, a rather unpleasant scent of BO began to taint the once clean air within James’ home, yet another aspect of working out that didn’t appeal to him. Cringe as he might at the smell, he tried his best to ignore it and continue on with the conversation. “Interesting… so, should I be expecting you to stop by for water for the next two weeks?”

Susie was all too eager to get into why she was here, but she noticed James as he made what he thought were subtle expressions of displeasure. It took just a few seconds for her to figure out why as she got a whiff of herself, leading to an all too mischievous chuckle to escape her lips. “You could say that. That’s part of why I’m here I guess. I wanted to ask if you’d be open to come and hang out with me for the day.”

“Oh, well I suppose I could. What did you have in mind?”

“Really?”

“What?”

“I know you see what I’m wearing. We’d be going to workout, as in coming with me to continue my run or joining me at the gym.”

“Oh, uh, maybe we could hang after your workout? You know I’m not really much for that kind of stuff. We could just watch a movie or get food when you’re done.”

An exaggerated pout came about Susie’s face as she looked at James, making an effort to look him in the eyes as she spoke. “Aww, and here I was thinking you’d be excited to see me today.”

“W-what? Of course I am!” 

“And yet you don’t want to ever do anything active with me. You know that we’d get to see each other far more often if you just came with me every now and then, but I guess you’re just fine with keeping it to once a month.”

While she certainly played the role of sorrow well, she was internally giddy to see that her guilt trip was working. James could hardly think of a response, knowing full well that even if this was a guilt trip, she was right. More often than not, she was the one to go out of her way and see him or initiate any hang outs, and after struggling to think up any kind of rebuttal, he sighed, dropping his head in defeat as he knew his options. “Fine, we can leave in ten minutes. I’ll go get ready.”

Susie immediately jumped with glee both metaphorically and literally as James got up and started to make his way to his room, but before he could get there, a thought crossed her mind. “HEY! WAIT JUST ONE MINUTE!”

Startled by her shouting, James stopped in place, turning as he tried to figure out what she wanted. “What???”

“I can’t believe you.” said Susie with a scoff.

“What did I do?!” exclaimed James, who was near panicking as he tried to remember if he did something wrong.

Seeing him in such a flustered state, Susie couldn’t keep up her facade and her annoyed look went to one of cheerful snickering. “You haven’t even given me a hug!”

James could not find the words to express the stress that she’d given him, and watched as Susie cutely held her arms wide open with the dumbest, biggest smile on her face as she waited for him. He admittedly did like the idea of getting a hug from her, so stress aside, he smiled and went in to accept her hug. Unbeknownst to him, he had fallen in range of her trap. Just as he was mere inches from making contact with her, Susie shifted to the side and brought her right hand to the back of James’ head. He hardly had a chance to realize the true nature of his mistake, and with one swift shove, his face was jammed right into her left underarm. The smell was immediate as his nose was filled with the gag inducing odor of her post run pit, leading him to shout out in protest as he tried to push himself away from her. Unfortunately for him, his comparatively frail stature left him unable to break free, and as Susie simply cackled, holding his head in place, James came to realize his second mistake in trying to shout. Since he wasn’t able to push off, the only thing he really accomplished was allowing the vile, salty pit sweat to enter his mouth, causing him to squirm about even more as he desperately tried to free his senses. Unluckily for him, his freedom would be withheld for several minutes as Susie couldn’t help but to find his continued torment amusing. Aside from his pathetically weak attempts to free himself, his shouting into her sensitive armpit gave a sort of ticklish tingling sensation that further sent Susie into a fit of laughter.

After a combination of persistent flailing and Susie getting lost in her laughter, James was able to pry himself away from her, finally relieving his face from having to breathe in her pit smell, although freedom was relative. As soon as the cooler air of the room hit his face, he came to realize the icky smear of sweat that had been plastered to his face, almost like an imprint of Susie’s stink. Groaning in both disgust and annoyance, James ran to the bathroom to cleanse himself, further leading Susie to laugh at the display, to the point of falling over onto the living room couch where she’d giddily lay. Wiping tears from her eyes, she couldn’t help but giggle as James came back out looking cleaner than ever and now wearing a black shirt and shorts, presumably now ready to head out with her. It was near impossible to ignore the less than amused look on his face, prompting Susie to hop up off the couch and make her way over. Almost instinctively, James tensed up, preparing for the worst, only to be surprised as he received an actual hug from her. 

“Come on James, it wasn’t thaaat bad. I was just messing around. And you have to admit that it was at least a little funny.” She said as she playfully looked into James’ eyes, further tightening her hold on him. “Besides, it’s not like you weren’t gonna get sweaty at the gym. If anything, you should be thanking me for going the extra mile to prepare you!”

If it wasn’t for the fact that she seemed to genuinely want to hug him, along with the considerably pleasant feeling of having her chest pressed into his, James would’ve probably held a bit of a grudge. But given his relationship with her, it’s not like it was completely out of her character; and thinking back on it, he could see how it would’ve been funny, and that he probably should’ve expected her to try and mess with him while she was here.

“Soooo, forgive me?”

Susie was practically leaning on him at this point, not really giving him much room to move, let alone look anywhere other than at her now batting eyelids and puppy dog lips as she tried to seem as innocent as possible. It was only a matter of seconds before James found himself chuckling and rolling his eyes at his silly friend. “Yeah, I forgive you, let’s get this gym thing over with.”

“Thank you!” exclaimed Susie as she broke off the hug, grabbing James by the hand as she led him out of the house. “Let’s goooo!!!

After roughly twenty minutes of James struggling to keep up with Susie, the two arrived at The Amateur’s Gym. It was a popular spot that had been keeping people fit for years. Being a few miles down the road from James’ home, it wasn’t all too bad if one were to walk there; but, given that James had pretty much done nothing very ‘physical’ for quite some time, being forced to essentially sprint to the place left him sweating and out of breathe by the time they reached the gym’s entrance. Barely able to keep himself from falling to his knees, he looked over at Susie, who while in a sweat herself, just seemed to be pumped up, jogging in place as she was ready to head on in. “Alright, huff.. I think I did huff… pretty good huff… I think I’m ready to go home now.”

“Ha, as if. We just got here. You just need a few minutes to catch your breath and we’ll be going at it in no time, come on. You can’t be quitting just yet.”

“We could have taken my car huff…”

“Yeah, but I figured it would be better for you to warm up before we got here. You’ve got quite the day ahead of you and it would probably be best if your body was a bit more ready.” 

As James managed to catch his breath, Susie wasted no time shoving him through the gym’s entrance. As they made their way in, James was given a full view of the gym’s interior, getting to see the mass variety of equipment scattered within. It certainly looked bigger than he had expected, and as he briefly scanned the room, he got a glimpse of what must’ve been a dozen other individuals, all evidently in greater shape than he, going at it in their respective workouts. The sheer intensity coming from some of them almost made him feel exhausted, worried in the thought of putting more strain on his legs. “Wait, what did you mean? How long do you think I’m going to be here?”

“We’ll figure that out as we go, why?”

“You know I’m not going to be able to do as much as you here, right?”

“Well yeah, that’s kind of expected, but don’t worry. I’ve got a specific plan worked out for you. To be honest, that run is probably the most you’re going to be doing yourself.” Seeing James sigh in relief, Susie leaned in close, hoping to inspire him with a whisper into his ear. Besides, I’m sure if you take to this plan of mine, your chances to score a gal will skyrocket. Maybe you can even get with one of the hotties here. I’ve seen plenty myself, and while I’d like to hog them all, I wanna give you a chance to score too.”

James was honestly at a loss for words. Given the abruptness of this whole gym trip, he had not even considered the possibility of getting to interact with some new people, let alone some ‘hotties’ as Susie put it. While he found it somewhat unrealistic given his situation, the thought of getting to that point did sound nice.

“Oh wow, I really got you thinking there. Suddenly wanting to hit the gym now?”

His cheeks went red, not wanting to acknowledge what she just said, as any answer he gave would likely lead to hours of teasing. While he tried to refocus toward the prospect of exercising, an audible “Oh shit” redirected his attention to Susie who seemed to be looking over herself in disappointment.

“Hey James, I think I put my bra on backwards. You wouldn’t mind waiting for me by the locker rooms, would you?”

Seeing as he was still on the fence about working out, James saw this as an absolute win. “Of course, take your time!” Susie made her way inside to make her adjustments, meanwhile James took a seat on a chair right outside of it as he waited for her. For nearly five minutes, James sat there, twiddling his thumbs until her voice blared out. “James! Can you come in real quick? I need some help with this.”

“What happened? Are you alright?”

“I don’t want anyone to see! Can you just come in real quick? I promise we’ll be out in just a few minutes!”

Hesitantly, James got up, looking around to make sure no one was peaking before rushing on into the women’s lockers. He nearly tripped over himself, wanting to get whatever this was figured out, less he be known as some peeping creep. Much to his surprise, the room seemed to be empty, and after passing a few rows of lockers, he made his way toward the back, where Susie stood, hand on a hip as she looked at her phone. Upon noticing him, she perked up, smiling giddily as she went up to him.

“Alright, quick, what do you need?” hastened James as he looked around nervously, not wanting to get caught here. 

As Susie got close, she rested her hands upon James’ shoulders, gazing into his now very confused eyes. Leaning in close, she let out a bit of a snicker before sighing, shaking her head as she looked him over. “All I needed was you, James~”

“H-huh-??” With a sudden force of pressure, Susie pushed him back, forcing him to take a seat on one of the locker room benches before backing up a few steps and taking out her phone. What was first a mixed concern on if she was trying to come onto him quickly became one of panic, as James assumed this to be one of her ‘pranks’. Given the context he had, he theorized that she intended to record him in the locker room, likely to blackmail him into coming to the gym more often.

“W-wait what are you-“ A quick attempt to get up was answered with a quick shove of Susie’s shoe against his chest, effortlessly putting a rest to that option as her foot essentially knocked him back onto his seat.

“Don’t be too hasty to leave, James. I’ve got so much for you to do here~” James could merely sit there, anxiously trying to think of what to do. If Susie was going to actively work towards keeping him here, then he was pretty much stuck. Even if he did somehow manage to get past her, there’d be no quiet way for him to run out that wouldn’t result in the same theorized humiliation of being seen in the locker room.

“C-come on, what’re you doing Susie? Did you really bring me here just to film me?”

Susie stifled a laugh, absolutely loving the guess, and that she could arguably feel the stress radiating off him. Alas, she’d have to save her cackling for later as she was focused setting up her phone. “Oh James, you’ll wish I went that simple today~” Her smile grew giddier by the second as she now aimed the camera end of her phone towards James, seemingly trying to line it up. “Ah, there we go! Stay still now~”

Just as he was about to further protest, a vibrant blue hue of light started to shine from the phone. The blue light coated James as if trying to encase him, leaving both Susie and James near speechless as they weren’t quite sure how to process what was happening. The only difference being James’ look of concern while Susie simply smiled, watching with an intense fascination. Then, after about ten seconds, something started to happen. James’ body vibrated and felt as though it was trying to constrict itself. It wasn’t necessarily painful, but it was something he hadn’t felt before. Looking at Susie, James didn’t even know what to ask about what was happening, and then in one instance, his whole body flashed blue and it felt as though he was falling. The sensation lasted for nearly a minute before he felt himself landing flat on his back across a hard surface. The impact was strange, almost as if he had fallen slower? He still hit whatever surface he was on pretty hard, but to his surprise, he didn’t really feel much from it. Had he somehow fallen back on the bench and just hit his head? Everything seemed so fuzzy to him from the feeling in his body to the sounds and sights he was trying to adjust to. By the time he was able to see clearly again, he was met with a sight that startled him to the point of flailing himself backwards out of pure shock. Right before him lay the face of Susie, but that wasn’t the shocking part. What currently had James stuck like a deer in headlights was the fact that her face was absolutely huge, like that of a three story building. Her eyes, full of detail he had never seen before, looked down at him in a way that left him entranced. He had never felt like this before… and it gave his body chills.

Then, her lips, which had been fixed into an expression of disbelief, reformed into the mischievous grin she had been displaying minutes ago… and then she spoke. “How’re you feeling?” It was such a booming voice. Her breath felt like a slight gust as she spoke. James couldn’t believe what he was experiencing right now and his mind raced to try and rationalize what was happening. He darted between Susie, to the surface he sat on, the surroundings, and his own body. None of it was adding up. As far as he was able to conclude, he was still in the locker room, only now he had somehow managed to find himself vastly smaller than everything else. This has to be… this has to be a dream.

“If you’re thinking this is a dream, I’m gonna have to tear that theory down. I’m sure you’re confused about what I just did. Honestly, I’m a bit surprised. It was kind of a 50/50 bet in my head, but looks like this is the real deal. 

For a moment, James continued his silence, trying to process her words. Picking up on something she said, he couldn’t keep himself quiet any longer. “What you did…? What did you do?!?!”

“I know it’s gonna probably take a while for the reality to settle in, but to be blunt about it, I found a way to make you shrink. If it somehow makes you feel better, you’re two inches tall to be exact. Or at least that’s what it says on my phone. I know that’s a bit odd to hear, and no I’m not some magic witch or anything like that. I found this app. It sounded real sketchy when I first read about it, but I had a few days to look into it, given that my travel plans had ended prematurely. Apparently it’s not something that most companies even know about, so I had my doubts, but after reading a handful of reviews, I figured I’d give it a go. And honestly James, I’ve probably spent the last two days thinking about how I had absolutely no one that I’d rather make into an itty bitty little man, than you.” 

“But…. What?? Why?!” 

“I mean, honestly I just thought that if this did work, it’d be pretty funny. I don’t really have another reason, but I don’t think giving you a good one would’ve made things any better. Anyhow, I can see you still need some time to get acquainted with your new size, but don’t worry! I’ll come looking for you in about an hour or two when I’m done with my workout.”

It was becoming more and more difficult for James to come up with a response. He still struggled to believe this as what was actually happening, and even if he were to accept that idea as the truth, what could he say that’d really work to change her mind? It’s not like he ever had much luck doing so at his normal height. “Wait, come looking? You’re just leaving me here?”

“Oh James, of course I’m not gonna just leave you here.” A slight smile came across James, glad he wouldn’t at the very least be abandoned. “That’d be far too boring.” And just like that, he was back to worried, trying to figure out what the alternative to boring was for her.

“Well then, not that I don’t want to continue this conversation, but you are cutting into my gym time, so we’ll talk soon, ok?”

Not even waiting to listen for an answer, Susie brought her hand over, encompassing James in its shadow as it came down and caught hold of him. In a second, James now had his body firmly held within Susie’s hand, with just his head barely peeking out. And then everything started to shift. His body was swung with the motion of Susie’s arms as she walked. The red haired woman was eager, and swiftly made her way out from the locker room, where she was met once again by the sight of roughly a dozen individuals going about their respective routines. She took a moment to ponder, bringing the hand that clutched James up toward her chin. A few chin taps of thinking and scanning the room, and Susie’s eyes went wide. Standing several inches taller than the red head was an absolute unit of a woman. With lengthy blond hair that draped loosely down her shoulders, which led her to admire her soft, slender looking waist, all of which was tightly fit into a blue tank top. All of that paled in comparison to the all too enticing view of what she had going on in the trunk. An ass that gave Susie’s a run for its money, it looked pushing the limits of what her black leggings could hold without tearing. Something about this stunning woman was familiar, likely a regular; and Susie could hardly keep her eyes off her, especially when said blond had coincidentally chosen to get her hamstrings stretched out. As said blond bent down, meeting the tips of her fingers to her toes, Susie felt as though her nose was about to give out a generous donation of blood. Even James, who had still been stuck within her hand paused for a moment to follow Susie’s gaze, admittedly having a hard time looking away as well. So little was being left to the imagination, and with no seam lines in sight,  Susie couldn’t help but to wonder if the clear, outstretched booty had a thong lost within, or if it had managed to just devour a pair of panties. 

All these lewd thoughts left Susie’s face red, somewhat embarrassed with herself for being so perverted. And then, as she broke out of her trance, she came to a solid conclusion on what to do with James. Looking down toward him, she was both surprised, and yet amused to find that he was equally fixated on the view up ahead. Chuckling to herself, she brought him up toward her face again. “I’m glad you like the view. I do too, so I guess we know where you’re going! Please, tell me all about it when you’re out!” Not wanting his little voice to interject, she brought her thumb over his face, muffling out any questions or concerns. Taking a second to settle her own self down, Susie made her way over, popping up next to the blond as she stretched.

“Hey there!” 

The blond nearly jumped, having not noticed Susie’s approach. “O-oh hey.”

“I can see you’re really priming up for a busy day, aye?”

“Yeah, I have a couple hours until I have to get going, so I want to get in as much as I can before then… wait, you were watching me?” 

Nervously laughing, Susie brought a hand behind her head as she was put on the spot. “Ah, you caught me. You make it hard to look away, but that’s not why I came over.”

A light pink formed in the blond’s cheeks, feeling a bit shy toward the comment. “Y-yeah? Why did you come over then?”

“Ah, well I saw that your panties were showing.”

From pink to bright red, the blond gasped as she went to check herself, but Susie was way ahead of her, reaching behind as she grabbed the waistband of her leggings and tugged back on them a bit. In a swift motion, a small gap was made between the waistband’s fabric and the blond’s lower back, a perfect opportunity for Susie to nonchalantly fling James into it. Satisfied with the sight of James flailing and falling into the opening, Susie brought the waistband up a bit before allowing it to snap back into place. The blond was left speechless, a bit thrown off by Susie’s actions. She wasn’t necessarily upset about it, more so focused on if she had actually been showing anything off. As she looked though, she sighed in relief, seeing that everything was indeed covered up as it should be. To be honest with herself, Susie had just made a wild guess as to what the blond had been wearing, and based on her reaction, she was spot on. So, there are panties back there… damn… good luck James!

“How long were you staring at my panties?” The question nearly broke Susie, as it once again kind of put her on the spot, but keeping it composed, she simply chuckled, putting a shoulder on the taller woman. “Not long, don’t worry. I just had to help a girl out, ya know. The name’s Susie by the way, and it might just be me, but I don’t think I’ve heard a thank you yet.”

“O-oh sorry, thank you Susie! I’m Gabby, and I’ll try to look out for you too then!”

Happy to have remained in control of the situation, Susie didn’t want to test her luck any further, and she was certain that James was just as impatient as she was to get things going. “Well, I appreciate that, Gabby. Anyways, I’ll let you get back to it. Hopefully we can chat again soon!”

“Sure thing! See you later!” With that out of the way, Gabby was ready to continue with her warm ups, as she had lots planned for the coming two hours. 

For James, he was stuck once more, only now in a spot that further drove him to denial of what was happening. In seconds, he went from being in Susie’s hand to landing atop of what he currently presumed to be this blond woman’s upper asscrack. Luck had found it to where his legs had managed to slip right on through, leaving his upper body free for half a second before Susie snapped the leggings back into place, firmly pinning James’ face into what felt like more fabric? Though the leggings left little light to work with, he figured with the context, that it must’ve been the back waistband of this woman’s panties. It left his face red to think of the rather promiscuous situation that he had wound up in. Try as he might to push with his arms, he was unable to gain any leverage, let alone move from his position. An attempt to yell out to Susie was also left in vain. Even if they could hear him, which he wasn’t all too certain of, the two were preoccupied with their own chatter, their voices easily diminishing any impact of his own. He was left to wonder how and why Susie would come to this as an idea for one of her pranks. Sure, it was unexpected beyond belief, but dropping a two inch version of him into some woman’s pants? She did say it was just for a couple hours, so maybe it was something that he could endure, but how was she even planning to get him out? All of these thoughts would have to be out on hold for now though. The somewhat muffled voices of the two women suddenly stopped, and everything at once began to move.

The two global ass cheeks that held his legs between them started to shift, grinding against one another as she started to walk. With each step, her ass would shift, and James could feel himself being tugged ever so slightly downwards. By the time she had made it to the clear mat, he was halfway in and started to shout out in hopes that Gabby would hear him before doing anything else that could prove problematic for James. Too bad for him, because she was all too ready to get into her first warm up. Standing straight with her arms at her side, Gabby took a deep breath before hopping in place, landing with her feet more spread apart and her arms up in the air. And then, with another hop, her feet were brought back together with her arms coming back to her sides. She went on to repeat this motion, and to anyone else in the gym, they’d be able to recognize that she was doing jumping jacks, but for James, it was far more intense than that.

Try as her leggings might to try and hold everything in place, the mounds that kept James from moving suddenly parted. It wasn’t by much, and only lasted for about a half second, but it was enough time and space to send James further down until he was neck deep between her cheeks which collided with enough force to squeeze the wind out of him. And then she went again, and he quickly found the entirety of his body slipped into the cavern below. It only seemed to get worse as she continued. With her cheeks continuing to part and then slam back together, James was left absolutely pulverized; and as he went deeper the weight grew with each collision as he was now in the epicenter of impact for what was hardly even breaking a sweat for Gabby.

Speaking of, Gabby was absolutely in the zone right now. She took her exercise really seriously, and having  been delayed a couple minutes by Susie earlier, she felt as though she had to make up for it. Today’s focus was primarily to get her lower body worn out, aiming to maintain the figure she had built across her legs, thighs, hips, and most importantly, her bountiful glutes. Jumping jacks just so happened to be one of her favorite things to do in order to get her mind and body into the rest of the day. Any normal day, she’d aim for a minimum of one hundred, but for today, she’d be adding an extra fifty to that number. There did happen to be a brief moment during the start of her warmup where she had felt some strange little sensation near her ass, but after the fifth or sixth jack jump, the feeling diminished, and she was free of any potential things that could distract or stop her from completing her warmup.

And thus, as he became further and further lost within her ass, James would spend what felt like hours being pounded flat with what were essentially two soft, yet very firm buildings. By the time Gabby came to a stop, successfully getting to one hundred fifty in just a matter of three minutes, James had essentially become a 2D figure. In terms of how he was feeling, he couldn’t quite comprehend it. He felt tired, beaten, but more surprisingly alive. As extensive of a beating as this was to him, he would’ve at the very least expected some critical injuries toward his bones or something, but instead, he was literally flattened from both sides, as though he were a sheet of fabric or paper that had found itself lodged between Gabby’s immense butt cheeks. Whatever Susie did to make him this small must’ve had something to do with this. He concerned himself with the thought… Did she know this would happen? Had she actually thought toward his survivability in this state or was it all just coincidence? In his flattened state, he wasn’t even capable of breathing, which was cause for concern, but given how he’d been flattened for a bit now, yet still conscious, along with the various other aspects of this that made little to no sense, he was going to try his best to ignore that sensation, despite his body’s instinctual want for air. Perhaps this was a blessing amongst the curse however. Evidentially, Gabby had managed to produce a fair bit of sweat. Though not immediately noticeable to those on the outside, not that it wouldn’t be expected, it was becoming more and more apparent now that everything was at somewhat of a stand still for James who was comfortably resting uncomfortably within the center of her crack. It was like a warm moisture that formed a thin layering across her skin. Whatever droplets that had made its way in had been pulverized just as he had, although he honestly somehow fared better than them. Thoughts aside from comparing himself to sweat, James had no clue on how to get himself out of this situation. Unable to shout or move, it seemed as though he’d have to wait for an opportunity to present itself. And present it did, kind of… 

Up above, as Gabby had finished with the jumping jacks, she had taken a minute to drink from her bottle, which gave James the bizzare notion that things were somehow going to be getting better down there. She’d be sure to rid that mindset as she started to move one more, making her way over to the stationary bikes on the other side of the gym. Though the walk was short, it left an impression on James who’s form now slid so easily with the motion of her cheeks. While certainly discomforting, it wasn’t as bad of a feeling now if he were to compare it to the jumping jacks. That positive outlook would also be dismissed as Gabby swung her leg over one of the bike seats, giving James a brief jolt of motion before her rear came crashing down atop the seat. Now, there was likely no bike seat out there that could properly hold an ass like Gabby’s, but the ones at this particular gym were particularly small in size, resulting in maybe only ten percent of her ass getting something to rest on. The remaining majority simply hung over the sides and back, actively erasing the bike seat from even being seen. Such a thing would likely prove bothersome for many, but for Gabby, she had plenty of cushioning as it was to make up for any subpar seat. Besides, the seat helped to part her cheeks a bit, and while that did mean it was likely to wedge further during this exercise, it would help in airing out her crack, which would be needing that air shortly. Shifting ever so slightly to make herself as comfortable as possible, Gabby brought her feet onto the pedals and started riding.

So much had happened to the poor man in her ass across just a few seconds. He went from having a vast weight grind and compress him from both sides to having nearly the entire weight of this woman land atop of him; and the seat she sat on only worked to further wedge him up her ass. He was near certain that such an impact would immediately kill him, but just like before, it instead only further flattened him. Only now, he was essentially on his back, which rested against the wedged up bit of leggings and bike seat that found itself stuck up her ass as well. If there were to be any solace to the situation, it would be that despite the initial weight, the existence of the bike seat kept her cheeks parted just enough to make a very mild difference in space which was just enough for for James’ body to attempt reforming, a concept he never thought he’d be experiencing before.

With Gabby starting to pedal, her cheeks did actively move and grind against James, but this bike seat was a saving grace, taking the brunt of the impact. And so, within just a few minutes, despite still getting smothered, his arms, legs, torso, and finally head all popped back into their original shape. With his body now capable of breathing once more, James took in a deep gasping breath, having been deprived of air for so long. This action would soon be regretted as the air he got was precisely what one might expect from the depths of one’s ass. A sweaty one no less that was only going to get sweatier.

Pump after pump, Gabby was starting to build up a considerably larger sweat then before. Having nearly increased the tension on the bike settings, each pedal that Gabby made was the equivalent of pedaling up a hill, resulting in a fair bit more effort that Gabby had no issue putting herself through. She wanted to be efficient with her time after all, so instead of wasting an hour pedaling the equivalent of a straight path, she could reach similar results by doing it this way for just twenty minutes. Five minutes in though and she was certainly feeling the burn. Her body was growing warmer, with sweat trickling down her face and body. This would of course not deter her. If anything, it only riled her up to increase the rate at which she pedaled, wanting to get the most she could out of this.

While Gabby sat there and went at it with the utmost motivation, she was completely oblivious to the hell she was creating for James. Down in her crack, he felt as though he was going to melt. The heat that was radiating from her ass, coupled by the droplets of sweat that started to form around him… it was like a sauna… only this one had planet sized mounds of flesh smothering his body as well, actively smushing him and coating him in a seemingly endless supply of ass sweat. Much to his misfortune, and no matter how hard he tried, his body was still in a functional state, meaning that he could no longer keep himself from having to take in the air that his body craved. He cursed whatever bullshit rules these were before allowing himself a whiff of air that immediately resulted in him both gagging at the smell and choking as sweat made its way into his nose. The combined sensations left his mouth wide open, and with his nose clogged, he could only inhale. As timing would have it, a droplet, nearly the size of James’ head would slide right down onto his face, quickly filling his open mouth with its foul flavored taste. As more sweat continued to drop from above and drench him, he was given no choice other than to swallow the salty brine to prevent himself from drowning. His whole body shuttered at the taste, and he wanted nothing more but to vomit it all out, but that was simply not an option. Disgusting as it was for him, there was more coming; and with little to no control over where his body was going or what amount of ass or sweat was smearing into him, he was forced to take in another breath. Similar to the first, he managed to get a mouthful of butt air, followed by a mouthful of butt sweat to wash it down with. The sheer volumes of sweat only increased, meaning that if he wanted to breathe, he’d have to pick up the pace If he were to get any air at all; and despite how humiliating this was for him, he would not allow this to be how he met his end, and so he persisted.

Going through the repetitive process of inhaling butt sweat and air, a sensation started to overcome James. It was like a vibration across his skin, something he had only felt… oh no. All at once, it felt as though his body fell into itself, and for a brief moment, his senses were blurred once more. Upon opening his eyes again, he was left shocked at the sight above. A droplet of sweat, freshly filtered throughout the depths of Gabby’s ass was sliding right down toward him, only this one easily matched his size. He didn’t want to believe it, but it was just as he feared… he had gotten even smaller! He struggled to move, hoping to avoid what was coming, but even if he had somewhere to escape to, the bear of sweat was far faster. In an instant, it washed over him and he could only squirm as he forced down several mouthfuls of it, just to get one grasp of air before another droplet made its approach. Almost on cue with this one, his body vibrated again, and when he opened his eyes this time, what was once an already concerningly large, body sized drop of sweat now came in as a wave that hurdled toward him. Just like with the last one, there was no escaping it, but unlike before, where the bead of sweat broke upon impact with him, this one held its form. James did collide with it, but the only thing his body managed to do was become stuck within it. In a second, he was swept away with the sweat bead, flailing around as much as he could to break free. Even if he could muster the strength for it, there was no way he’d be able to drink down that much sweat. 

At last, after must’ve been only a couple of eternal seconds, the droplet of sweat made impact with the back of Gabby’s leggings, quickly soaking into the fabric as much of the sweat in her crack had already done. With the sweat seeping away, James lay against the damp fabric, coughing up as much as he could to allow his lungs to fill with the warm, stale air one more. Though still firmly wedged half way up her rear, James clung onto the fabric of her leggings, hoping that it could help prevent him from any further droplets that threatened to drown him. Much to his appreciation, that strategy did seem to work. Waves of sweat would continue to drip throughout Gabby’s ass, where they’d splash right over James before further dampening the leggings he held to for his life. Of course, this still left him with the occasional need to hold his breath as sweat washed over him, which didn’t always work, but being squished while having something to keep stable was far better than wildly being squished about within her sweaty chasm, all the while having to fight not drowning within one of her beads of sweat.

Across the gym, doing a set of curl ups lay Susie who was having an absolute riot watching as Gabby used up that bike. The jumping jacks were one thing, but even from where she was, Susie could see just how much sweat was pouring down the woman’s body. Fuck, from where she was, it didn’t even look like there was a seat. Gabby had been so concentrated that she had straight up ignored the sensation of having the bike seat get swallowed up by her monumentous behind. It was an admirable sight, seeing how into the workout she was, and getting a clear view of her ass, grinding upon that seat left Susie in a mixed state of amusement, knowing what James must’ve been going through, as well as a surprising sense of arousal. James’ torment aside, Gabby simply had a stellar ass that had Susie taking several extra long pauses between her curl ups to get her fix of the view. It was only after Gabby came to a stop and turned to grab her water that Susie snapped out of her trance, blushing as she reeled her head back in order to avoid staring any further, which simply led to her just slamming the back of her head against the matted floor. “Ow…..”

Having come to terms with how to manage his current situation, fate seemed ready to bring him to his next challenge. For twenty minutes straight, Gabby had made it through the arduous journey, finally coming to a rest with a heavy breath. Her legs were feeling tense, and that brought a joyous smile to Gabby’s face as she happily downed a few swigs from her water bottle. She could feel the progress that was being made, and it left her pleased, knowing she wasn’t wasting any time here. Taking a couple of minutes to cool down, she pondered what to do now. While the thought of a break certainly sounded nice, she wanted to ride this invigorating momentum for as long as possible. At the very least, if she was to even consider taking a break, there was one last thing she’d have to do.

Rising off the seat actually proved slightly troublesome, given that the actual bike seat had been thoroughly wedged up her ass. The situation, while inconvenient, was funny enough to leave Gabby giggling over it. But she had things to do, so with a swift thrust of her legs, the bike seat was freed from her booty’s clutches, and as Gabby walked off toward her next exercise, Susie couldn’t help but to peak over, her jaw dropping as she saw that the bike seat was absolutely drenched, even having a few drops dripping off the sides. It’d be a miracle if that seat ever managed to fully rid itself of what would likely become a very deep sweat stain. Having focused on a seat long enough, Susie watched the gorgeous blond sway her way toward a metal bar by the weights. Grabbing two 45 pound plates, Gabby slid them on either end of the bar. Though it wasn’t purely a leg based exercise, it certainly would get the job done while helping to tone out a few extra muscles of hers. Bar included, the total weight before her maxed out at roughly 135lbs. Stretching out a bit, she spread her feet apart before lowering herself into a near full squat, just low enough to get a good grip of the bar. With a huff and a thrust, her legs shot upwards, bringing Gabby, along with the barbell up with until she was standing up straight. Once up, she went down once again, breathing out as lowered the weight until it made contact with the ground. She paused for maybe a second before rising up again. This went on and on, repeating just like she had with her prior exercises. Mentally, if she were to really earn that break, she’d have to go until she couldn’t go any further. Knowing her last record to be 4 sets of 5, she hoped to find herself surpassing it by the end of the day.

The rise of Gabby from the bike’s seat would likely play out to be one of the worst decisions she had ever made. Not at all for her sake, but rather the sake of the minuscule man still trapped between her sweaty rear. As soon as the seat shook loose, the damp walls of ass flesh came closing in, completely entrapping James within their full weight. Though he had already experienced a similar sensation earlier, that was back when he was still two inches. Now, he couldn’t have even been one millimeter and he was stuck dead center between her cheeks with nothing to lighten their load on him. She didn’t even have to walk for his body to compress as it did before. Not knowing what to do, he let out a slight cry for it to stop, his voice being made silent as all he did was free up some space for him to get a mouthful of butt. Luckily, he’d only have to suck it up for a few seconds. As she made her way toward the weights, James was swiftly rolled up and down with the motion of her cheeks. Smeared across the interior of her crack, James got a real feel for just how much moisture had built up over the course of Gabby’s workout. It was a wonder how something so gorgeous from the outside could both produce and contain such a hazardous environment, one that James would continue to feel the full brunt of.

Then, all of a sudden, he felt himself drop, with the weight and pressure of Gabby’s ass lessening across him. He was far too battered up to really even start to think on what was going on until feeling his back slapped against the damp black fabric of leggings that seemed to be digging into the massive blond woman’s ass. It was bewildering, as it didn’t feel like he was being sat on, yet her ass seemed to be descending with him, all the while her leggings were being crammed even further up her ass? Things would only get worse as Gabby rose back up, and all at once, her cheeks came clapping back together, clenching around James’ new position even further between them. Instantly being flattened by such force, the minuscule man could do nothing, and then it all happened again. He felt the sensation of falling, with the mass of ass coming down once more, only to find her leggings catching and pulling him in even further than before. Gabby’s cheeks reunited once more, somehow smashing James into an even flatter form. This was actually starting to feel somewhat painful at this point, as if his body was actually struggling to keep up with such intense pressures. Alas, he wouldn’t even be given the mercy of passing out.

No, he’d get to feel the experience three more times, having his body slammed and crammed between her cheeks, before she let go of the weights and allowed herself a brief minute to ready herself for the next set. This momentary break gave James a chance to realize just how much had happened during those five deadlifts. Aside from leaving him a bit dazed, Gabby’s rear had managed to absolutely consume her leggings, and as a result, James was left firmly wedged up against a brand new surface. Similarly damp as the leggings on his back, this wall of sorts was even softer. Still trying to gather his beaten thoughts, it wasn’t until Gabby went into a new set that James was able to get a much clearer view on his current location. As Gabby squatted down once again to ready herself for another lift, her ass spread a bit like before, not only causing James to be pressed into this new surface, but allowing a fairer bit of light to come through. James was left paralyzed both metaphorically and literally. The wet surface his face was currently pressed into was none other than the crumpled white panties of the blonde behemoth that had wound up wedged and lost within the furthest depths of Gabby’s crack. James wasn’t sure what was more concerning, the fact that it took him this long to even see said panties, or the fact that if he was now here… that meant that he had also now reached the inner limits of what lay within Gabby’s booty.

The warmth that came from this new setting was unreal, giving James a sensation similar to that of being pressed up against some sort of radiator. This heat of course came with a secondary problem, being that it seemed to hold a considerable amount of sweat; and while both the panties and leggings worked to help keep the stream of droplets from encasing James, he was essentially having the salty ass flavored fabric pressed into him from all sides, making it an impossibility to not be given a constant refreshment that filled his mouth and soaked his body. As James was yet again forced to sample what Gabby’s bum had to offer, he found himself tearing up as something was somehow even more off about what he was tasting than before. How could it possibly have gotten worse?! If James wasn't so thoroughly squished, he’d have likely retched, but as he shivered, unwillingly having to take in more of it, he came to a horrific conclusion. Almost on cue as If to support James’ theory, he felt the fabric in front of him shift, almost as if something had moved against it. Looking through the dampened panties, James was given a sight that he could not reasonably fathom. A wrinkled ring of muscle, easily dozens of times the size of James lay just beyond the fabric of Gabby’s panties. The cause of the sudden shifting was a mere twitch to what could only be Gabby’s asshole. From the radiating heat to the evident change in air quality, it clearly had an impact on the quality of sweat that was filtering through it and finding its way toward James, who upon realizing this reality, was yet again met with another volume of warm ass sweat to choke down. It was so vile, he felt his eyes start to sting. The sheer difference in potency was frightening, and the fact that a thin wall of fabric was all that kept James from making actual contact with such an overwhelming orifice left him begging to be freed from his position. What have I done to deserve any of this?! Susie, please! Get me out of here!!!

Unfortunately for James, the only thing that would come to answer was the colliding force of Gabby’s ass as she brought herself back up, actively starting her second set of deadlifts. Even if she were to feel like helping, Susie was far too preoccupied with the challenge of trying to get her own workout in while not getting caught amongst the many glimpses she made toward Gabby’s all too alluring booty. Body aside, seeing her so motivated and so capable to push through such a consistent workout was very appealing. If anything, instead of feeling any form of pity toward James, Susie was on the verge of praising herself for picking the girl who’s rear was tormenting him. She’d certainly have to find the time to chat it up with her again. 

With no one coming to help, James was left to endure the repetition of Gabby lowering herself, forcing James to be pressed into the cloth covered hole before feeling the impact of her ass clenching back together as she rose up. Over and over, back and forth between being crushed and smothered, James would only receive mere minutes in between sets to try and catch an all too unpleasant breathe before she went back at it, further pummeling him into a sweat filled, sweat soaked mite, stuck against the fibers that made up the back of Gabby’s underwear.

Going for twenty five minutes, Gabby was feeling the tension, going through a fairly decent strain to make it across what would be her fifth set. It had been a bitch to get through, but she could only grin as she completed her final rep. She had done it, surpassing her prior record by a whole set! She could not be happier as she was finally able to set the barbell down for the day. With a heavy breath, she stood there with one hand on her hip and the other reaching over for her bottle. Taking a heavy swig, she cooed at the refreshing sensation of cold water; all the while James was mashed up into what kind of looked like some sort of sentient sweat soaked lint ball, only having the ever copious amounts of ass sweat as his available refresher. This was the closest he had ever felt to feeling himself lose consciousness. His attempts to find the strength to move failed him, and he knew it would’ve been pointless at this rate anyhow. Only a couple minutes after Gabby decided to end her time at the weights, did she start making her way into the women’s locker room. This movement, although comparatively less strenuous than the deadlifts, still overwhelmed him, each swaying cheek taking a turn to further smother James against one another, all the while keeping him in line with Gabby’s panty clad asshole.

Once in the locker room, Gabby was pleased to find that she was the only one present at the time which meant she had an ample opportunity to give her body a well deserved breather. Though she was used to persisting past it by now in order to make it through her workouts more efficiently, she was well aware of the decimating effects her butt had on her clothes and could feel that her rear had done quite the number on her leggings, not to mention the pair of panties turned thong. She’d like to think that taking them off would be easy, but she knew her booty all too well by now. Setting herself up at one of the benches, she peered around to make sure no one was around to watch as she dug into the waistband of her leggings. Her rear had quite the hold on them, but with a very rough yank, she managed to slip them out from her ass, resulting in a very audible slap as the sweat soaked cloth hit the hard tile floor. 

Still fighting between the realms of consciousness, James hardly even noticed as the black fabric that had accompanied him throughout much of his struggles suddenly vanished. With her leggings off, Gabby’s lower half was free to feel the comparatively cooler air of the locker room. Such a sensation left Gabby in a blush as she wished to mimic this relief across the rest of her body. Bringing her hands up to her ass, she gripped as much cheek meat as physically possible before pulling to the sides, allowing her butt to spread out. The chill locker room air did wonders as it entered the steaming depths of her butt crack. 

Having the literal weight lifted off of him, followed by the chill air hitting his back nearly made James forget about the less than glorious place that he was still plastered to. Even without all the weight bearing around him, the adhesive coating of sweat across his body and her panties, along with the prior grinding of her cheeks left him stuck like a soggy sticker. Even with his face still plastered to Gabby’s panties, the light that shone in gave James a new view on just how grateful he should be to have had these panties in front of him. The wrinkled outline of Gabby’s butthole was made more apparent than ever. Not only was this menace of a hole easier to notice now, it was feeling a bit more active too. The air that so pleasantly cooled Gabby’s rear felt so good against the radiating heat of her butthole, the sensitive orifice quivering in delight. The mere fact that a woman’s asshole was presenting such a monumental sense of danger to James was ridiculous to him, but seeing as her ass cheeks were capable of instantly flattening him, it was apparent that literally any part of Gabby’s body was a threat, and should be both treated and respected as such until James could better his circumstances. The poor man was nearly at the point of prayer, hoping that Gabby’s panties would continue to keep him from becoming a lost speck amongst the wrinkles of her twitching hole.

He wouldn’t have to pray for long though. While Gabby wished that she could go on like this for longer, as the sensation was truly amazing, she knew that she’d have time for pleasure back home, and with such a heavy set of cheeks, keeping her ass parted for so long was a workout in it of itself. Releasing her grip, her cheeks came smashing together with a heavy clap that nearly deafened James. Sticking a finger on either end of the back of her panty’s waistband, she started to run her fingers down, all the while pulling back. Inch by inch, her panties came slipping out from her crack, and although this definitely wasn’t the first time for her, she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at just how drenched her panties had gotten. They had gone from a bright white to a light shade of gray from how much sweat had seeped into them. It was admittedly a bit nasty to feel, but it was a small price to pay in order to maintain her rather charming physique.

Hardly having a second to ready himself, the fabric in front of James suddenly shot outward, taking him along with. As the panties broke free from Gabby’s crack, James was essentially sling shot out. Flying through the air now, James couldn’t even process what was happening. The sudden release of pressure accompanied by the blinding shift in light left him stunned to say the least. Even if he could understand what had happened, his body was far too smushed for him to try and do anything. And so, the tiny man simply spun and soared through the air, coming to a halt as he flopped across the floor, his sweat soaked body leading him to essentially slide across his back until finding himself dead center amongst one of the many tiles that made up the locker room’s floor.

James, who was just now starting to get his vision back, was uncertain as to what had just happened. He simply lay flat on his back as his body slowly started to fix itself back into its unsquashed state. As soon as he was able, he gasped, looking toward the ceiling in disbelief as a current of clean air entered his mouth. It left him shocked, almost as if he could no longer contemplate the idea of being able to breathe without having a hint of ass to accompany it or a wave of sweat to endure. He took a moment to feel himself, truly wondering if he was actually free at last. Sitting up, he was quick to notice the half naked figure ahead of him. With her rear firmly planted on the bench, Gabby sat there, using one hand to air out her tank top and another to haphazardly yank off her sneakers. With a heavy thud, each sneaker fell upon the ground, and Gabby’s sock clad feet were now out in the open. Something about their slightly darker than white coloration gave James the impression that they had fared no better than her underwear. They too would find themselves being pulled off and whipped to the floor with a wet slap, confirming James’ suspicions that they had been through an entirely different kind of hell. With Gabby’s feet exposed to the world, James was in awe at the overall display before him. He still couldn’t come to terms with the fact that just minutes ago, this beauty of a woman had been the cause of so much distress, and she didn’t even know it! Maybe it was best that It stayed that way. One would think that being free, his first instinct would be to go to her for assistance, but aside from the concern of whether or not he could even get her attention, the humiliation in explaining what he had just been through was too much for him to want to deal with at the moment.

Over by the bench, Gabby had just finished the last drops of water in her bottle. She knew just how vital it was to keep oneself well hydrated at the gym; luckily for her, this particular gym offered cold filtered water within the locker rooms. Not wanting to waste any time, she got up and started to make her way over. Unfortunately for James, he had chosen too little too late to start relocating from his spot on the tile, which just so happened to be the pathway Gabby needed to take in order to refill her bottle. Booming, wet sounding footfalls got louder and louder, and by the time James got to realizing what was going on, a shadow was cast over him. Everything seemed to slow down as he gazed up at the disheartening sight above. In a glaze of sweat, Gabby’s foot hovered above. James was paralyzed, trying to comprehend just how massive of a presence it had as it eclipsed both him and his surroundings. It probably didn’t make it any better than Gabby happened to be a size 13, but how was she to know what was about to happen? And thus, with a quick drop, her foot came crashing down atop the mite man. The full weight of such a woman lasted less than a second, but it was enough to leave an impression. James had the misfortune of being caught right under the ball of her foot, and while probably a bit better than getting caught under heel, the intensity left him without words to say the least. In this brief moment of being squished down into the floor, he laughed internally, trying to find the humor in having one last smushing session that would go away in under a second, and he’d be able to scurry off in search of Susie. Such fantasy’s would remain in his imagination as when Gabby’s foot rose to take another step, James was left with a spine chilling new dilemma. The humid sweat that had managed to cake itself across Gabby’s foot, combined with the sheer intensity of pressure that came with her taking a step, essentially steam pressed James against her skin. And so, as her foot rose to take another step, James would rise along with to accompany her foot as it came crashing down once more, further smushing him beneath her. He’d have the pleasure of being plastered to her foot for a whole nine steps until she managed to reach the fountain.

Waiting for her to refill the bottle was no better, as she was left standing still for a minute and felt the coincidental need to shift all of her weight onto the very foot that was currently filling James’ senses with that of its salty foot funk. Once the bottle was filled, she took a well needed sip and made her way back to the bench. Each step seemed to further cement James as a part of her foot’s skin. Even as Gabby came to sit on said bench, James was given no inclination of being able to separate himself from her foot. His body had become a rather flat figure like before, making his muscles useless. Even if they did work, he wasn’t all too confident that he’d be able to over power the sweat that stuck him. While James fiddled with the situation, and more concerningly the taste of what Gabby’s foot had to offer, the towering blond was reaching back down to get ahold of her socks. Unfortunately, they hadn’t had much time to really dry out, but Gabby had made the mistake in forgetting to bring her gym bag, so she didn’t have any spares to work with. A quick shrug was all she gave to acknowledge the issue, as it certainly wouldn’t be the reason she stopped now.

Though the damp sock proved resilient to put on, Gabby was still able to snake it along the length of her foot. As she repeated the process with the other, the only noticeable difference would be found by James as the heavy, rough tugging of the sock essentially scrubbed the fabric against his body, eventually scrubbing him off her skin and sending him falling loose within the depths of her sock. Such an insignificant presence would do nothing to slow Gabby down as she fully shoved her foot inside, wriggling her toes about as she felt the seeping quantities of moisture stored within. Such a thoughtless action from her left James to be met with the dim sight of her toes, each of which was more than enough to effortlessly crush him. Once her sock was fully on, James found himself being pressed against the space right between the big and innermost toes. Try as he might to regain the strength to at least reposition himself, it would all mean nothing as her toes started to wriggle, effortlessly gripping hold of the tiny man and yanking him further into the damp crevice between. James felt what could only be described as a mushy substance, not just from the moisture her foot had clearly managed to produce, but something else, slightly more solid that he found himself stuck within. There were only so many pieces he could think of to complete this puzzling situation, and once said substance happened to find its way into his mouth, he found himself twitching as a result. Not only was it salty from its time soaking foot sweat, it was a mashed consistency similar to some sort of sauce or salsa. This substance was in abundance as well, easily filling up more space in this toe crevice than him. Try to deny it as he’d wish, he knew that he had found himself against whatever collection of dust or skin or whatever else made up what could only be Gabby’s toe jam. An attempt at optimism, if he could be given just a few seconds to try and regain his body’s functions, he could try to make it to where he’d essentially be riding the top of her foot. Yes, that was the plan. All he needed was a- squish

Gabby, who wasn’t currently burdened by a foot, had simply continued to get ready. While James was moping about whatever silliness he had gotten into, she was yanking up her leggings and fitting herself back into her shoes, leading James to be compressed even further into the unfortunate substance that filled her toe space. With everything set to go, she walked her way back out and into the gym area where she had one last thing to do before she made her way out of this place. With each footfall came a familiar pressure that would’ve popped any bug in an instant. James would not be so lucky as he would instead only continue to be squished as if hee were being molded by the weight of her toes pressing into him as they made contact with the ground. In his squished state, James was left unable to properly breath, let alone use much of his other body’s functions, meaning he wasn’t even able to stop the sour substance he found himself in from coating his tongue and trailing its way down his throat. 

While it felt as though James’ life force was depleting, Gabby was energized to get through her final exercise of the day. Stepping atop a treadmill, she set up a slight incline and a timer for 40 minutes. With the speed set to mimic a smooth run, Gabby hoped to further improve her overall stamina and endurance, all the while continuing to strengthen her legs overall. As was to be expected, when walking shifted to running, her feet came slamming down with much greater force than before. In one swift motion, James was carried along with Gabby’s foot as it launched forward, before coming down hard against the moving tread. His body was mashed up between her toes which loosened after each step, only to then clench upon landing, resulting in both James and the toe jam he resided in to be crushed beneath her hard hitting weight. Aside from the strain his body took when essentially catching Gabby’s weight as she ran, each time he was stepped on, he grew more and more lost as he found himself being crammed into the jam between her toes. It was a matter of luck for him to find any moment between steps where her toes didn’t jam his face right back into the substance where he’d be forced to ingest another mouthful, all the while having the very same substance burn his vision and clog his nose, making certain he’d have a very long lasting air filter.

Minute by minute as her running persisted, James could feel as Gabby’s soles went on to produce more sweat. He hadn't even fully dried off Gabby’s ass sweat and he was already being coated up in a whole new layer that seemed to only assist her toe jam in adhering to his skin. The very thought of having such a gross substance on him was enough to make him want to hurl, and yet he couldn’t even do that as his control over his body was literally being smashed out of him. He honestly could not figure out if having control to move and breathe would be better than this. One one hand, if his body wasn’t as mangled, he could make an effort to stay out of Gabby’s toe jam, but he’d have the wind being knocked out of him every time she essentially kicked him upwards and every time she brought her foot back down on top of him; all the while, his instinctual need for air would doom him to voluntarily have to consume more of Gabby’s foot funk. When it came to be a smashed up little mite man though, there came the lack of control, meaning that nearly the entire time spent between her toes was spent submerged within the toe goop, and the effort to regain control of his squashed up face left his mouth all too often exposed without the ability to close itself. Honestly, despite feeling as though he had consumed seemingly gallons of both sweat and now toe jam, he was kind of amazed and yet a bit scared to not find himself feeling any kind of bloating. He’d will himself not to think on the reasoning, as the only thought he could muster was that all this ass slamming and toe clenching had essentially worked to knead his body like dough, potentially working in those layers of sweat and toe jam to meld with his body, meaning that he couldn’t feel bloated because Gabby had practically sped up the process to integrate her bodily produce with his body. The thought was chilling, and one he’d have to suffer through as Gabby had only reached the halfway point in her run.

Back over by the weights, Susie had been taking a turn to workout out her arms while occasionally glancing over at the jiggling booty that bounced with every step along the treadmill. While she’d like nothing more than to continue her viewing, she had to admit that she herself was getting rather tired. It had been an hour and forty minutes since she had arrived, and she had essentially gotten through the majority of her intended exercises, feeling a solid soreness across her arms, legs, and core. Since Gabby had mentioned her intent to workout about the same length as Susie, the red haired woman figured that this would be a perfect opportunity to hit the showers, hoping to steam up her now tense muscles. If her logic was right, she’d get to enjoy a nice, twenty minute long shower and by the time she was finished, she’d catch a Gabby by the end of her workout as she herself would likely want to shower as well.

While Susie cooed in delight, enjoying the stimulating warmth of a nice clean shower, James spent the following twenty minutes continuing to be ground up and mashed underneath Gabby’s foot. By the time she had finished the forty minute run, it was like an entire pool of sweat had formed within her shoes. Each step had sent the sweat squeezing through her socks to wash over James, and given how long the run was, he must’ve been dunked nearly a thousand times, thoroughly marinating his body all the while making certain that by the time Gabby got off the treadmill, James had managed to somehow soak up and consume nearly half of all the toe jam he had been caught up in. There was still plenty for his little body to be caught up in, but there was a fair layer that was currently coating his mouth. His taste buds were stained with the pungent flavor, his mind fading in and out as he had lost all conception of time and meaning. How his life had led to such a gross and intense experience, all at the hands… or feet and rear of this woman who didn’t even know of his existence…. How could Susie think that this was ok??? This was a new level beyond anything she had done to him before, and she had simply allowed it to continue throughout the course of these last two hours. He could only ponder and guess in his semi awake state, when would this be over? When would Susie come for him? And why wasn’t this woman done yet!!!

The reality of the situation would only become more apparent as Gabby stepped off the treadmill. With a quick pause to drink some water, she headed for the gym’s entrance. Although Susie had been correct in that Gabby really did want to take a well deserved shower, she had no way of knowing that the only things Gabby brought for the day were her cell phone  and water bottle, meaning that if Gabby wanted to get cleaned up, she’d have to wait until she made it back home. This would of course prove to the further detriment of James, because much like Susie, Gabby also shared a similar belief in huffing It to the gym by foot. Stepping outside, Gabby raised an arm to shield her eyes from the still present sun. It hadn’t seemed to have settled any bit since arriving at the gym in the first place, but Gabby was already sweaty, so she couldn’t really complain. All she had to focus on was getting back home so that she could give her burning hot feet a well deserved dip into a nice cooling bath. If only James could understand why, after only a minute of comparatively softer steps, things suddenly got even hotter, and he was left to cook as a part of Gabby’s steamy toe jam. Ready to finally get her rest on, Gabby sprung forward, almost stomping with each step as she started the trip back home. Luckily for her, if she were to go quick enough, she’d make it to her apartment in just under thirty minutes.

Susie, who had just gotten changed up after her shower, walked out from the locker room, curious to see if Gabby had finished up her workout. Much to her confusion, she couldn’t find the blond anywhere. A brief pause for concern overtook her as she reached into her gym bag, pulling out her phone so she could check and see what had happened to her shrunken friend. Opening up the app, she read what was essentially a set of statuses and updates regarding James’ current situation. According to the app, he was still 2 inches and his vitals all seemed to be fine, much to Susie’s surprise. Huh, it must not have been as bad as I thought. Good on you, James! Reading further, she noticed a little symbol, which upon clicking, showed her a map of the town. On said map was a little ant icon, moving along one of the streets. Susie couldn’t help but to giggle at herself for making James’ icon that of a bug, and felt relief knowing that he had managed to survive so well within what she still assumed to be the confines of a booty. As far as Susie was concerned, James was fine, and so long as she checked the app every now and then, she’d be able to figure out where he was if she ever needed to go looking for him. She did suspect however that if Gabby were to be a somewhat regular at this gym, then maybe Susie wouldn’t have to do anything. If the app was accurate, James had done a good job in terms of sticking with the blond, so reasonably so, he’d probably manage to stick around for Gabby’s next visit, giving Susie a sense of closure that she would have plenty of time to snag her friend back, and more hopefully so have plenty of opportunities to get to know that beautiful woman some more. With a shrug and a yawn, Susie was content with her day and her decisions, and so she too started her trek back home, happy to spend the rest of the day vibing at home, where she’d rest completely oblivious to the true reality of what James had been through and the unfortunate hell that she had just so casually sentenced him to.

Stomp after stomp, Gabby was unrelenting in her run. Considering this as the last part of her workout for the day, there was no intention to slow down, and luckily for her, there were few other people to get in her way. Not too many were keen on hanging out in the sweat inducing sun, but given that she had just come from the gym, Gabby had no problem embracing the heat as she made her way back home. James, who was still firmly stuck between her toes, was constantly being crushed beneath her weight, all the while getting the unique experience that was having his body further molded into her toe jam. The poor lad had lost all sense of direction, only having Gabby’s toes for reference, but with each step, he found himself further and further entrapped within the gunk that had built up between them. Whenever her foot rose up, it took all of his strength just to get his head free from the mushy substance. He’d then have less than a second to try and catch a stale breath before having Gabby’s weight crash right back on top of him. Not only did this squeeze the air right out of his lungs, but with each step, all of his progress was instantly erased as he was mashed right back into the very toe jam that kept him stuck between her digits in the first place. James felt as though he was at the physical breaking point, wishing to at least grow back to the two inches. Anything bigger than what he was now would’ve made the situation more manageable, but he wasn’t even sure as to why he had gotten so much smaller, or if there was a limit to how small he could get. Hell, at this rate, he wished that he could somehow achieve that squished up form he had become earlier. Sure he wouldn’t be able to move much, but he wouldn’t need to worry about breathing either. The sheer quantity of foot sweat that he had been forced to swallow just to get a breath of her humid foot was unreal, but any attempt to keep from breathing was crushed as each footfall knocked the air from his body, which left his lungs burning for another intake of Gabby’s tainted toe air. Apparently, being smaller made his body far more resistant to the whole squishing thing, but at the very least, this meant that he’d have an easier time freeing himself whenever his unaware captor removed her footwear.

Walking into the apartment, Gabby was given a sensational relief as the chill interior air cooled her sweat, feeling incredible against her hot skin. As good as this felt however, she knew it would only get better once she hopped into a cold refreshing shower. Swiftly making her way down the halls, she entered the bathroom and went to turn on the shower valve, but to her confusion, not a single drop of water escaped the shower head. After a few more attempts of twisting the knob, Gabby sighed and pulled out her phone. With a quick dial up to the landlord, Gabby started to pace around the apartment, having a bit of back and forth as she wasn’t all too thrilled with the landlord’s response. Apparently, a pipe had burst somewhere within the building complex, and everyone in her building was going to have to put up with the idea of no water for a few days. With a half hearted ‘thanks’, Gabby got off the phone, wondering what she was going to do. Aside from the gym, she lived a rather bustling lifestyle, constantly on the move, so the idea that she wouldn’t be able to take a proper shower for a while kind of irked her, but Gabby wasn’t one to stay negative for long. At the very least, she was happy to know that she still had access to air conditioning.

Promptly making her way to her room, she rummaged through her closet until she found a small white cloth. It wasn’t the same as a bath, but she had things to do. Wasting no time, she worked to clean up the more noticeable areas. She quickly wiped up what she could across her face and neck, then dragged the cloth along the length of her arms, gathering up as much sweat as she could before bringing the fabric under said arms to work on her damp pits. Once they were comparatively dry, she brought the rag out, wrapped it around her hand and sent it into a deep dive down her cleavage. Thoroughly scrubbing in between and underneath her breasts, she pulled out the rag. Already, this once dry cloth had become soaked in her rank sweat, now looking a shade greyer and feeling a tad heavier as a result. A quick whiff made Gabby cringe, and she was glad to know that no one else was nearby to experience the post workout odors emanating off her body. 

Of course, those thoughts weren’t entirely true. While Gabby was freshening herself up, James was trying not to drown in what was arguably the most odorous part of her body at the moment. The scorching heat coupled with her earlier workout left him half submerged in what felt like a hot tub of sweat. Every step she took either reintroduced him to the jam in her toes or submerged his head into the bottom of her sock, essentially waterboarding him within the salty liquid while she went about her business in the apartment. Although the conditions left him drained and soaked, he held hope that he could not be the only one suffering from this swampy situation. Whoever this woman was, she’d surely find herself wanting to free her feet of the humid environment within her shoes. Unfortunately, he’d have to keep on hoping. As Gabby looked toward her lower half, she didn’t really see a point in working to dry off those areas. Her leggings, though a bit damp, were doing well to soak up what sweat gathered across her thighs and calves. The same couldn’t be said for the bit of her leggings that were wedged within her butt, though that was to be expected given the circumstances. As for her feet, she could feel the warm sweat that coated them and soaked her socks. Though it was a bit clammy, she knew she’d be on her feet soon anyways, and given that it was still pretty hot outside, she decided to forgo the foot scrub for now and deal with it, as well as the rest of her body later. 

Whipping the wet cloth into the hamper, Gabby went ahead and decided to make things a bit more pleasant for when she got back home. Gathering some of her fresher clothes, she piled a few outfits into her fridge, hoping that some fresh cool clothes would help make the next few days a bit more tolerable. Content that she’d done enough to improve her situation, Gabby made her way back out of the apartment. She had a few things to take care of before she called it a day and as she stepped back out into the beating heat of the sun, her stomach began to rumble, reminding her of the first task to get out of the way. She hadn’t eaten much today, and after her workout, she was craving just about everything; and she couldn’t think of a better way to get her mind off the heat. With a newfound motivation to get a move on, she headed off. There was a dapper little gyro shop down the road that sounded heavenly. She was quick to make herself comfortable within the establishment, and for the next half hour, Gabby would happily gorge herself on several tasty gyros; all the while James would be left to further brew between her moist toes, unwillingly choking down the savory substance that he lay mashed within. Every casual sway of her foot or scrunch of her toes worked to keep James in a constant struggle to keep his head out of her jam. Even though he was nearly bloated as a result of ingesting her toe gunk, it seemed to have done nothing to dent the ever present amount of said substance that threatened to consume him. In her seated position, it was a tad easier to find opportunities to breathe, but the air quality was deteriorating as time went on, growing more humid by the minute. And with the added heat came the intense smell that coated his skin. It was a miracle that he hadn’t melted into a part of this woman’s toe jam at this rate, and yet he couldn’t help but think that such an outcome would be more merciful than what he was currently having to endure.

Fueled up and satisfied by her meal, Gabby went on with a pep in her step to get through her remaining tasks for the day. Thinking it over, it wasn’t that much she really had to do. She just had to stop by the market for groceries, then head over to this little shop that sold a variety of electronics as she was in search of a new speaker and earbuds. Unlike the gyro shop, these two spots weren’t particularly close. Each was roughly five or so miles away and located in opposite directions of her apartment, meaning that no matter how she sliced it, she had at least twenty miles to get through before going back home. If it was just a bit earlier in the day, she would have considered taking a bus to cut down on the time and effort; but, as she made her way outside, she noticed that the temperature had dropped a bit. It was still rather warm, but compared to earlier, it was kind of refreshing. Having just filled up on such a pleasant meal further convinced her that she was more than capable of walking the distance. Far as it was, she knew she could do it, and a walk that far would certainly help to burn off some of the carbs she had just devoured. With the new plan set, she went into motion, walking fast to complete her objectives.

For seven hours, James was crushed beneath her foot, forced to endure a consistent beating between her toes as they pinched and mashed his body. It was ridiculous to fathom just how much sweat was accumulating within Gabby’s shoes. Sure the temperature outside was cooling down, but her fast pace kept her feet hot. Just being in contact with the skin of her toes left James in a constant sweat, although it was hard to tell given how drenched he had become from being trapped within her sweaty toe goop. What made matters worse was that her shoes worked like insulators, further trapping the heat inside. It wasn’t until he had been stepped on well over ten thousand times that Gabby finally arrived back to her apartment. It was night by now, and while it was significantly cooler than how it had been the day before, Gabby still retained a thorough coating of sweat that dripped down the entirety of her body. Her arms ached as she had been carrying around several bags of food as well as a bag containing her new earbuds and speaker. Her legs felt tense, almost as though they weren’t sure how to settle down after being put to work for so long. Most notably, her feet were sore, eager to get a break from hefting Gabby’s weight around all day. Even with the strain across her body, she couldn’t help but to smile. She felt accomplished, having finally made it back and completing everything she set out to do on top of a bonus workout. Success in her mind, she couldn’t think of a better suiting reward than to make it to her bed and finally rest.

Of course, there were a few minor things to take care of before then. Making her way into her kitchen, she put away what food needed to be stored in the fridge, then took out a pair of purple pajama shorts and a yellow tank top. The cool fabric sent shivers down her back. Just the thought of getting to slide out of her heavy sweat soaked gym attire felt wonderful. Plopping herself down on a stool, she kicked her shoes off to the side and proceeded to peel off her socks. They dropped to the floor with a heavy squelch and in just a couple of seconds, her feet were free to breathe in the cool apartment air. She nearly cooed at the sensation, closing her eyes and spreading her toes to savor the fresh air that circulated her feet. James, who was half asleep due to physical exhaustion suddenly sprung to life. With her socks and shoes removed, everything suddenly flashed bright for him as he readjusted to the concept of light. Though still encased within the gunk between her toes, James could still feel the cold air flow past him. It was an unbelievably refreshing feeling. He had been sweltering in this stranger’s foot for so long, forced to gulp down more sweat and gunk than he thought humanly possible. This cold air that wafted over him felt so good, he nearly forgot where he was, and as his eyesight started to accommodate the new lighting, James became blinded once more; not by the light, but by the sight of Gabby up above. Though she wasn’t aware of it, this woman had been the cause of much of his suffering throughout the day, and yet, despite that, James could not stop himself from admiring her. Ignoring the fact that he had just been cooking within her shoes just moments ago, he had to acknowledge that this woman was absolutely stunning. Shaking his head and coming back to reality, James realized that this was likely his best chance to get this woman’s attention. He really wished that this wasn’t the way he’d have to introduce himself to such a beautiful stranger, but he’d have to suck it up cause he wanted out! He tried his best to wriggle free from the confines of her toe jam, but after hours upon hours of doing so throughout the day, his body was sore beyond anything he had experienced before. No matter how much he strained, he just didn’t have the energy to move much beyond his head that peaked out from the gunk. This would have to do, so with a deep inhale, he screamed out at the top of his lungs for help. He didn’t even bother to think of any words, just sounds. All he needed was for her to look down and spot him, but as he continued to yell out to her, he became dreadfully aware of how futile of an effort it was. Even if Gabby could hear him, she was far too entranced in her relaxation to notice. Sleepiness also became a factor, as she had practically spent the entire day being active. Her mind wanted her to sleep, and yet couldn’t help itself to stay awake just long enough to continue getting more comfortable. If only she were to look down, maybe just glance in the direction of her feet, she might’ve seen James’ mangled form. But then again, would she? What could possibly make her think that there was any chance a guy so small was currently residing between her toes? Even if she did humor him to look in his general direction, how would she distinguish such a little man, the majority of which was entrapped within her toe funk. Even as all these doubts clouded his mind, James persisted, hoping that he was wrong and that he would soon be seen. 

Just as he was starting to grow tired from all the shouting, James perked up as the woman opened her eyes and started to move. He hesitantly cracked a smile, wondering if he had been successful in his efforts, but no. Gabby simply stood back up, ready to take off the rest of her sweat soaked clothes. In a second, James was once again sandwiched between the blond’s toes as she planted her weight back onto her feet. As he lay compressed and defeated below, Gabby worked to peel off her leggings. With the amount of sweat it had soaked up in addition to how tightly it wrapped across her lower half, the black fabric practically adhered to her skin. There was no point in which they weren’t being put to the limit, and with a fair bit of it firmly wedged up her ass, these leggings had arguably received a more brutal treatment than James. Even so, there may have been a piece of clothing that had been through worse. It was hardly noticeable for her to have been bothered, but Gabby’s underwear had been riding up her ass the whole day, so one could imagine the kind of beating it had been through. Firmly hooking her thumbs into both waistbands, Gabby shimmied her hips, slowly sliding the leggings as well as her panties down until they slipped out from the depths of her crack and dropped down to the floor. Soon to join the wet clothes pile was Gabby’s blue tank top which had turned a shade darker as a result of all the sweat it had collected. Yanking the top off, all she had left was her sports bra which was promptly removed and added to the pile. If James’ vision wasn’t filled with toe skin and jam, he might’ve gotten a free view of the blond in her nude glory. Despite how wonderful it felt to feel the air across her body, Gabby was ready to pass out. She quickly put on the cold top and shorts, shivering in delight as the cold fabric hugged her steamy skin. Unable to stay awake any longer, she made her way to her room. The soggy clothes were bunched up and tossed into the hamper, and soon after, Gabby tossed herself upon her bed. In just a few seconds, she was out, blissfully unaware of the little bug who remained crammed between her damp digits. This day had been a gross and exhausting one for James. He had been through a hell of a beating, and had failed to free himself from his less than ideal predicament. Despite still being trapped however, he was glad to be rid of the sweat filled prison of this woman’s shoes; and without her weight bearing atop him, he could properly breathe. He could even see glimpses of what seemed to be a darkened room beyond his captor’s toes, and her deepened breath resonated across her body, indicating to James that it must’ve been night, and that she must’ve just fallen asleep. If only she had done this earlier, he might’ve been able to wriggle out, but as much as he would have loved to use this time to break free, he simply couldn’t. His mind and body were spent, and if this woman was finally done moving for the day, it meant that this would be his best opportunity to get some shut eye himself and hopefully recuperate some of his lost energy. With nothing left for him to do, James closed his eyes and joined Gabby in a well needed snooze, and boy would he need it.

The following morning, James was brought into the scarring reality of his situation. Having woken up first, Gabby stretched and hopped out of bed, effectively pinching and smashing James awake. Gabby was feeling incredible. Though her skin felt a bit sticky as a result of the dried sweat, her cool clothes and air conditioned room led to a very cozy dozing. Seeing as there were still a couple of days until the water was fixed, she decided to work with it and head straight to the gym. She was still a bit sore from the day prior, but that meant very little to her. She wasn’t a stranger to pushing herself, and this pipe issue was a perfect excuse to spend the next couple of days all out. Swapping into a new set of clothes, Gabby was ready to get going. James hardly had a second to catch his breath before finding himself, as well as Gabby’s foot encased within a sock. At the very least, this one was fresh and clean. That wouldn’t last too long as she then put on her shoes which were stale with semi dried sweat from the day prior. Even with the sock as a barrier, the stench that emanated from her shoes was enough to make James’ eyes water. The last thing he wanted was a repeat of yesterday, but as Gabby took her first step outside, James’ face was pressed into the fabric of her sock, forcing him to inhale the foul stench of her insole. In just a few seconds, James was reminded just how little choice he had in the matter.

Everything that followed was a near repeat of the previous day. James was forced to accompany Gabby for several hours while she exercised, getting a fresh new coating of foot sweat to soak in as she went about her day getting food, shopping, even taking a stroll down a nearby park before finally coming home to end the day with a cool change of clothes. James would get another brief relief to take in the cool air, yet again too exhausted to really do anything other than breathe and pass out. On the third day, things played similarly, with Gabby going to the gym, working up a fresh new sweat while James remained her toe toy. It was after this particular workout that things would finally start to differ. Just as Gabby had made it out from the gym, she received a call from her landlord. The pipe at her apartment complex had been fixed and water had finally returned to her unit. Gabby was ecstatic, and with newfound energy, sprinted her way back home. As soon as she entered her apartment, she made a beeline to the bathroom. With a twist of the knob, cool water poured out from the shower head, and Gabby could hardly contain her excitement.  Without a second thought, she kicked off her shoes and peeled off her socks, ready to strip down and cool off after another heated day at the gym. Knowing just how clean she was about to get, she started to really take in just how nasty she had gotten. Of course nearly three full days worth of sweat across the body wasn’t the greatest of feelings, but even worse was this oddly slimy texture that she felt between her toes. It wasn’t that crazy to assume that a bit of foot grime had accumulated, but this just felt gross. She balanced herself on one foot, bringing the other up to get a closer view at the damage.

James was blinded by the bathroom lights, struggling to regain his eyesight and his breath. Once he was able to see again, he could hardly believe it. Gabby was looking straight down at him, and for a moment, he thought they had locked eyes. Her mint green irises glistened in the light, almost glowing as they gazed down upon him. It was a sight that gave James chills, but that nervous feeling paled in comparison to the joy he felt in knowing that she had finally seen him! He smiled up at the woman, readying himself to explain how he had gotten here, but he grew concerned as she started to cringe with a look of disgust toward him. As far as Gabby could tell, there was just a whole lot of nasty gunk between her toes. She hadn’t even noticed the dirtied up face of James who was still mostly submerged within a glob of gunk himself. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten so filthy. Without a second thought, she pressed her toes, and James into the bathroom tile and nonchalantly started to apply pressure as she slid her digits across the floor. James attempted to scream out, but was silenced as he, as well as the jam he was trapped in was squeezed and smeared across the bathroom floor. Though brief, the experience was awful, as it left James out of breath and buried beneath the nasty gunk that now stained Gabby’s floor. The blond sighed in annoyance with herself. That wasn’t the smartest of ideas as she’d have to clean that up later, but for now, decided to forget about it and just focus on getting herself cleaned up. Stripping out of the rest of her clothes, she stepped into the shower and brought herself under the showerhead. The cold water shocked her body, causing it to stiffen up before adjusting and relaxing to the cool temperature. It felt so good to have access to water again; Gabby couldn’t help but to coo as water trickled down like streams across her body. 

While Gabby savored the pleasantries of a cold shower, James had just managed to breach his head out from the gunk he had been left with across the floor. Catching his breath, he took the chance to check his surroundings. It didn’t take long to realize that he was in a bathroom, and though it was a bit demoralizing to be seen as filth to scrape off Gabby’s foot, James couldn’t help but feel an extreme sense of relief. The pressure that he was starting to grow accustomed to was gone, and a quick peek toward the shower confirmed to him that he was no longer a prisoner to this woman’s toes. Though the method of escape wasn’t the most dignified, it was progress nonetheless. Even with his muscles sore, James felt invigorated; and with some persistent wriggling, he freed his body from the toe sludge. It had been so long since he was able to stand, let alone walk, so as he took his first steps forward, he stumbled and fell, struggling to readjust to having control over himself. He couldn’t help but to chuckle at his clumsy self, but had to stay focused. Now free, he was left with a couple immediate options. One was to take his chances outside, but without knowing where he was, he was hesitant to choose that route. The second option was to use this opportunity to get ahold of this woman’s attention. Now that he could actually move somewhat normally, it was far more likely that she’d be able to notice him; and though it would certainly take some time to get the visual of her toes out of his head, there was no doubt that getting close and getting her assistance would make everything much easier.

A few steps into his walk and the reality of how far he had to go hit him. At normal height, it would’ve been maybe a couple of feet away, but for him, a couple of miles. If circumstances hadn’t been so awful for him, he might not have bothered with the trek, but now knowing first hand the cons of being so small, he was motivated to stop his experience as a mite. Clear ahead was his only objective for now, only James was having some trouble being able to concentrate, trying his best to keep his eyes to the floor. Up ahead, in all her nude glory, Gabby had chosen not to utilize the shower curtain. As far as she was concerned, she was the only one in the bathroom, so there wasn’t much of a need to cover up; and as a bonus, any water that found its way out could then be used to clean up the floor when she was done. That train of thinking would lead to James’ next challenge. As he tried to keep himself from looking up at the nude woman, several droplets of water started to rain down on his position. The impact of one to his side startled him, nearly causing him to fall before another splashed behind him. These droplets were like mortars, and gave James the inspiration to run. As he moved, he looked up to see what looked like dozens of droplets, the size of trucks to him, coming down around him. Knowing how slow it was to make any kind of distance, James simply closed his eyes and hoped for the best, knowing that his efforts made little difference to the likelihood of getting hit. A few minutes into his run and he was starting to feel his legs burning. Aside from the earlier pummeling from her toes, James could not recall the last time he really tried running with any purpose. He started to get winded, but knew that he had to persist if he were to avoid things like this from being a threat to him.

Despite being completely out of breath and in a fresh new sweat of his own, James had managed to make it about halfway toward his destination. He could not believe his luck in avoiding the falling water droplets, and as much as that gave him the moral to keep pushing, he was at his limit; so as he approached the start to the final tile that led to the tub that Gabby stood within, he collapsed to his knees. With a hand to his chest, he panted like mad, feeling the stinging soreness from his muscles as he tried to recollect himself. It took a minute for him to settle down, and despite his body and mind wanting to just stop, he knew that wasn’t really an option. Getting back onto his feet, he readied himself to keep going, but just as he was about to get a move on, an immense shadow encapsulated his position. James only had a moment to glance up and see a massive green bar of soap hurtling towards him. With no real time to run, he made a vain attempt to dive out of the way, but as he sorta expected, it didn’t stop the soap bar from smashing flat against his back, pinning him to the tile below. He didn’t even have a second to try and do anything before he felt the weight lifting off of him, only he was also lifting up along with it?! Oh fuck

Apparently the impact had been enough to cause the back of James’ body to be indented into the bar of soap, and in just a few seconds, he was brought up and given a much closer view of the showering giant. Her hair now heavily draped across her shoulders, covered in suds. He wished to try and shout out to her, but Gabby didn’t grab the soap to try conversing with it. Before James could even muster a word, he was slammed against the side of her neck where she proceeded to scrub him across her skin, getting loose some suds for her free hand to spread across the length of her neck. The water was also absolutely freezing! It was like ice coating his body and worried to think how vulnerable he was to the concept of being frozen or catching hyperthermia. As suds coated his body, James tried his best to keep his eyes shut in order to avoid any stinging, but failed to close his mouth in time, getting a mouthful of suds that he struggled to cough up. He briefly opened his eyes to try and see what to prepare for next and found himself being scrubbed across the woman’s abdomen. The wet skin was so soft to the touch, yet firm enough to make it a rough experience. He found himself drenched in soapy water, struggling to keep his bearings as Gabby put the soap to work, scrubbing along her arms and the length of her legs. With her free hand, Gabby started to scrub a bit more of her hair, allowing a small pause for James to spit out as much soap as possible before opening his eyes to see a sight that left his eyes wide and mouth dropped in awe. Before him were Gabby’s planet sized breasts, sprung out and glistening from the suddy water that soaked them. James couldn’t keep himself from blushing, absolutely entranced by the sight. The cold water left much of Gabby’s body tense, and that led to James getting an all too close view of her erect nipples, each of which easily dwarfed him a hundred times over. After seeing what might’ve been his only pro to this whole shrinking experience, Gabby brought the bar of soap up above her chest and in a swift motion plunged the soap, as well as James into the depths of her cleavage. She scrubbed vigorously to lather up her breasts as much as possible. After all, they had been one of the main sources for sweat, and she knew they could use a freshening up. James was left face first being mashed against the plump skin that made up the inner side of Gabby’s left breast. He remained there for roughly half a minute before Gabby started to pull the bar back out. However, something strange started to occur as James slid out. A tingling sensation ran throughout his body, and he soon found himself expanding. In a second, he had grown up to an inch in height, his comparatively bigger size being enough to unwedge and free him from his soapy prison. And as he flopped off the bar, he found that he had managed to land atop one of Gabby’s breasts. The surface was absolutely impossible to gain any kind of stability as it both bounced him upon impact and was slippery as all hell. As he was about to fall toward the bottom of the tu. However, Gabby used her free hand to ring out some of the water that had collected within her hair. Coincidentally, this water ended up landing right on top of James, with enough force to propel him, as well as some of the water off her chest and out toward the bathroom floor. James  could only flail as he slapped against the tile with the water aiding to slide him further from the tub and toward the bathroom door. Picking himself back up, another tingling sensation struck the little man and he soon found himself sprinting back up to two inches tall. 

Soon after this growth spurt, James sprung to his feet with newfound energy. He looked at himself in disbelief, trying to figure out what was going on. For the life of him, he could not piece together why he had suddenly started to grow again. As far as he could tell, he was now back to the original size that Susie had shrunk him to. Did this mean that there was a possibility of growing back to normal on his own? Seeing as he had stopped at two inches, he couldn’t say for certain, meaning he still needed to seek out help. Thankfully, now that he had sprung up a bit in size, moving would be much more of a breeze; and as a bonus, his growth seemed to have completely rid him of his prior soreness. Things were looking a bit better, so he reconsidered his options, looking back at the blond. As much as help as she could be, James figured that he had spent more than enough time with this woman. And so, James made his way out of the bathroom. Making his way past the tiles now seemed like a relative breeze, and he was still small enough that upon reaching the bathroom door, he could squeeze right under it and keep going. Entering what seemed to be a hallway, James was left with a door on the right that was fairly close and a door on the left that was a further stretch away. Figuring himself to have the time to check out both, he zoomed over to the right door. Upon sliding underneath, he realized pretty quickly that it was a bedroom, leading him to backtrack and start the now longer trip down the hall to the other door. Though it was far from being back to normal, James just couldn’t help but appreciate the amount of distance he could make at this size. He was able to get through the hall in just under ten minutes, passing what looked to be a kitchen and living room along the way. As with the previous doors, James slid himself underneath and was greeted by a warm breeze as he entered the outside. It felt incredible, and he wanted to soak it in, but he knew that he had a lot to figure out now that he was outside. He didn’t really know where he was, but could guess that if this woman regularly went to the gym that he and Susie had gone to, then she couldn’t have been that far, although far was now very relative given his size.

He figured that until he could determine where he was or locate some reference point, that hugging the edges of walls and sidewalks would likely be his best bet for now if he were to avoid any unnecessary crushing beneath more feet. Thankfully, it seemed as though Gabby lived on the first floor of this apartment complex, meaning that there was just a small pathway between her door and the sidewalks that would hopefully lead James in the right direction. For now, this plan would have to do, and so he went for it, taking his first few steps before hearing the door behind him open. Spooked, James turned to see Gabby, now fully clean and changed into a fresh set of clothes. She apparently wanted to hit the town now that she could look like something other than a sweaty mess. Seeing her approach, James ran for it, wanting to get out of her way, but he was too late. One step was all it took for her foot to reach him, only it had plans to step beyond where James had managed to travel. This resulted in the tip of her shoe slamming right into his back half way through her stride, and in less than a second, the two inch man sent flying through the air. Of course Gabby had hardly felt anything, oblivious to the fact that she had just punted someone; and that someone was now flailing and screaming as they spiraled in the air. James could hardly tell what was going on or where he was going, as his body spun sporadically, leaving him with a vague blurred view of everything around him. It was an impressive kick that sent James all the way over to the sidewalk, and it took around five seconds for the spinning to slow down enough to where James could see that he was now falling. He was in an absolute panic, not knowing how he was going to brace himself and not wanting to know what it felt like to slam into the hard concrete. As fate would have it, James would be spared such an experience. An absolute beauty of a woman had been in the middle of a jog when she found one of her shoes to be untied. Not wanting to face plant into the sidewalk, she promptly stopped to bend down and retie her laces. For anyone passing by, she was certainly a treat to the eyes. She was a young Latina whose golden brown skin glistened in the sun thanks to the sweat she had started to build up. Her curly locks of black hair draped down her well toned back, showing that while she had a slim upper figure, her muscles had been well taken care of, their definition made clear through the thin material of her black tank top. Such a fit, yet slender torso led to what was easily the most distracting feature this woman possessed, her ass. Clad in a pair of snug black leggings, her butt was massive. Each cheek was easily bigger than that of a person’s head, and it looked as though her leggings could burst at any given moment if she didn’t keep her generous caboose in check. Of course she was well aware of what she was packing back there, and she couldn’t help but enjoy the thought of people staring. This ego played a big part into why she decided to bend straight down to tie her shoes rather than sit. It wasn’t the most convenient for her, but teasing the public was an egotistical joy of hers. Of course, as a result of her decision, James’ descent was now lined up with her outstretched rear end. It was quite the display, and though his flight through the air still left him tense, he couldn’t keep his cheeks from turning red as he quickly drew closer to the stranger's ass. If James was lucky, one of her butt cheeks would help to cushion his descent. Lucky he was not, as he instead managed to land right between her mountainous cheeks. 

He hadn’t even been outside for a minute and now he was half wedged into someone’s ass. At the very least, it was a soft landing, though now he had to deal with getting himself out. As soon as he made an attempt to pull out however, the woman finished tightening up her laces. As such, she straightened back up, completely encasing James between her cheeks. His body was now entirely hidden from the outside world, firmly sandwiched between the stranger’s cheeks. James felt the air being compressed out of him and was incapable of moving whatsoever. Any effort to breathe was rewarded with a musky inhale of butt air, and though it didn’t smell anything near as bad as his situation with Gabby’s toes, there was still no real joy to having someone’s crack filter the available air. This inconvenience would quickly become the least of his concerns as the butt’s owner went on to continue her jog. With each step, James felt himself lift up and crash down in sync with the rhythmatic strides of the jogger, all the while being thoroughly scrubbed between her heavy cheeks. He was like a ball of dough and all her ass wanted to do was knead him flat, and it only got worse as the minutes went by. The jogging Latina had already worked up a bit of a sweat before acquiring the little butt bug, and as she continued to move, more sweat accumulated. It wasn’t long before every inch of her was coated in perspiration, and no one recognized this quite like James.

He was wedged up the very center of her ass, practically encased in the dark damp fabric of her leggings; and with the weight of her butt cheeks rubbing up against one another, the sweat that had soaked into said leggings was squeezed out. James found himself completely drenched as this woman’s ass sweat continuously washed over his body. It was a terrible process of her leggings soaking up what sweat they could before ringing what they had collected all over the little guy without end. It didn’t take long before his mouth and nose were inevitably flooded with the salty liquid, and while he wanted nothing more than to spit it out, he hardly had a say in the matter. With his body being mashed up all over, it was up to chance whether an attempted inhale would actually grant him a breath of air. Most of his attempts either got him a mouthful of sweat or didn’t work as her cheeks repeatedly squeezed any air right out. For twenty minutes he fought to keep himself from drowning. It wasn’t easy, but he knew that if he could survive the hell that had been Gabby, he could survive this. 

In those twenty minutes, the Latina had managed to cover roughly two miles before coming to a halt. As soon as she stopped, she hunched over with her hands on her knees, absolutely exhausted. She could feel the muscles in her legs burning and she was ready to take a well needed break. Her idea was to get a workout in by running a full four miles to meet some friends at a park, but she had hardly built up the stamina to go past one mile. The fact that she had made it to two was satisfying enough for her, so without further ado, she walked over to a nearby bus stop. After waiting a few minutes, a bus pulled up and she quickly boarded, eager to continue toward her destination while taking a load off. The bus was fairly crowded with at least a dozen people inside, but she quickly spotted a nice empty seat in the back. She promptly made her way over, spun around and dropped herself into the seat. At the point of stopping her jog, James had been given a sort of break himself. He still had the weight of her cheeks squeezing him, but they were no longer moving, which allowed him a few moments to breathe. Her movements toward the bus did startle him a bit as he thought it would be round two of being pummeled in a jog, but thankfully it was a lot less intense and short lasting. Compared to running, having her cheeks press into him at a walking pace was a lot more tolerable. He still held no real control over being able to move himself, but walking was a lot less jumpy, meaning he only had to really worry about the sweat that continued to press into him. It was a bit odd to think, but he couldn’t help but notice that while he was still coated in sweat, it seemed as though there was a lot less sweat overall compared to before. He had just been fighting to not drown minutes ago. Even if she had stopped running, he had expected there to still be an excess of sweat to still deal with. He metaphorically shook his head at the thought. Why am I even arguing this? Getting smashed up her bum must be making me delusional. If anything, I should just be thankful that I’m getting a break. 

Of course what he considered to be a break would lead to a literal downfall as the Latina smashed her ass down onto the seat of the bus. James had less than a second where her cheeks spread and he was given a chance to glance down below; but just as quickly as the pressure left his sides, a new, much greater pressure crashed right down on top of him. He couldn’t help but scream at the newfound weight that pressed into him. He had just been getting knocked around between her asscheeks earlier, but now the entirety of her body was resting upon him. Her ass sank deep into the cushion, pinning James into a sort of crater beneath her. Although he was currently being smothered, James was able to conclude what had happened. He hated the thought, but his prior experience with Gabby’s rear had given him a bit of foresight into what it felt like to be sat on by someone so large. Even with such an intense weight pressing onto him, he was certain that he was still stuck against the center of her leggings. Though this left a somewhat damp line of crack sweat fabric pressed against his face, it meant that he was at least spared the pressure that would’ve come from being caught beneath one of her monumentous butt cheeks.

And so, James lied beneath the oblivious stranger, unable to do anything other than breathe in the stale air that filtered through her butt crack. It was a dull situation to say the least, up until his body started to involuntarily vibrate. James’ heart raced as he tried to figure out what was going on, and then his mind went silent as he realized far too late what was occurring. In one swift shift, his body compressed and though everything was still pitch black beneath the woman’s ass, James could tell that once again, he had shrunken down. It wasn’t as bad as it was back with Gabby, but he had at least been reduced in size by half. He cursed to himself, knowing that this would further hamper his progress in getting out of this situation, and he wished that he could figure out why this was happening again. For the life of him, he couldn’t think of any consistencies that would’ve led to this other than him being stuck with someone’s butt, and though this whole shrinking incident had proven capable of superseding what he thought was possible, there was just no way that he could accept that his size somehow correlated to being smothered by a butt. Whatever the case, he’d have to figure out those details later. For now, he’d have something more pressing to worry about. The vibrations that came with his shrinking, though minuscule, were just enough to get the Latina’s attention. She had just gotten comfy and now there was something tingling her behind. She perked an eyebrow as she tried to figure out what was causing the sensation, but being as exhausted as she was, she found herself not caring enough to stand up and check. A much simpler, and frankly easier solution was to snuff whatever it was out. By the time she came to this solution, James had already stopped vibrating, but it was too late as her mind was set on what she needed to do. 

She shifted her hips from side to side, dragging the weight of her ass across the bus seat. In less than a second, James was taken from his ‘comfort’ below her crack as her left asscheek slid right over him. The difference in weight was unreal and he quickly found it impossible to breathe as the entirety of her cheek steamrolled his body, squeezing everything out of him. As soon as he reached the end of her cheek, she shifted back in the other direction, leaving James to be steamrolled once more beneath her left cheek before meeting the similar weight of her right cheek as it came to assist in grinding out the discomfort she had felt. This motion repeated for a whole minute with James being wiped across the width of her ass. Satisfied that she had eliminated whatever it was that dared to inconvenience her, she shifted all of her weight to her right ass cheek as she leaned against the window of the bus, appreciating the passing view as she neared her destination. James was left in a daze, his body somewhat flattened as he found himself cheek to cheek with the right mound of ass flesh pressed firmly against his face. He could not even muster a scream as he was literally being compressed flat. There was no air to gather and no part of him that wasn’t completely covered and therefore muffled beneath the unbelievable mass of an ass cheek. Every second felt like a minute and as the minutes went on, his body slowly gave in to the pressure. The sensation that came with being flattened was an odd one, almost as though he were sinking into his own body. With every millimeter of depth he lost, it was like he was breaking, yet nothing actually felt broken. Regardless, it was overwhelming, and despite how much he had endured thus far, he had no interest in further testing the limits to his body, though he didn’t really have much say in the matter given the current circumstances. At the very least, he had managed to last longer than the bus seat, which had long since caved into a form that now engulfed the girth of the woman’s asscheek.

The minutes continued to pass, and with the intensity of her weight remaining constant, James was left to panic. There was no telling how long he’d be stuck beneath her and with the minutes feeling like hours, he began to struggle with the idea that the only way he’d find relief is to be fully flattened into another dimension. That of course wouldn’t end up being the case as the bus finally arrived at the woman’s stop. She had finally made it, and with how excited she was to get going, she wasted no time in lifting herself off the seat and making her way off the bus. The change in atmosphere was so quick that it overloaded James’ senses. Her legging cladded butt had blocked out all light, not to mention any access to air; so not only were his eyes irritated by the sudden light, but the wave of air that flowed across him was unexpectedly cool and refreshing. James had practically become a sticker throughout this trip, stuck within the center of a crater that had been formed within the cushion of the bus seat. Just as said cushion began to take in air and reform, James opened his mouth as wide as he could in an effort to gulp down some air himself. Much to his concern, he found it quite impossible to do so. His body had become so flattened that he did not have the physical capacity to intake anything. He couldn’t even bring himself to move. His lack of depth left his muscles weak and unable to effectively do anything. All he could really do was lie there and wait. It wasn’t the most ideal of strategies, but even if he could instantly reform to his normal shape, he had taken quite the beating. He was going to need some time to recover whether he liked it or not. At the very least, his vision was starting to come to, and with nothing muffling the sound either, he was able to both see and hear enough to confirm that he was now in a bus.

He didn’t know if this was something to be joyful of or worried about, given that he had lost all sense of time and direction during the Latina’s jog. Figuring out what bus he was on would be the first priority as soon as he was able to move again. At worst, it would take him further away from where he wanted, but he saw it as a potential blessing in disguise. It was possible for this bus to have stops near his home, and if that were the case, he could be rid of this problem sooner. All he really needed to do was wait and pay attention. Whether it was the driver or a pre-recorded message, buses were meant to announce every upcoming stop, meaning that soon enough, he’d have some point of reference to work with. It only took a few minutes for James’ theory to rain true. Three speakers lined along the length of the bus blared out with a message regarding the upcoming stop. “Now approaching Oatasha Avenue”.

What? Oatasha? I’ve never heard of such a street. Where the fuck am I? Unable to recognize the stop, James started to dread the possibility that this bus was headed in the complete opposite direction of where he lived. On a positive note, he was starting to regain better control over his body. He could actually move his arms a bit, and with enough of a strain, he managed to push himself up into a seated position. His body felt like it was aching yet stretching as it still worked to fully reform him. As strange of a feeling as it was, it was still progress. He figured he’d be able to get a move on in just a couple more minutes, but his optimism, as well as his body were soon clouded by a new shadow. Gazing up, he was met with a brand new rear end that hovered over him. Barely covered by a small white skirt, James was given a full view of the stranger’s bare cheeks as whatever panties she did wear were currently lost between them. Fearful that he’d wind up in the same position as her underwear, James went with all his might to try and move out of the crash zone, but by the time he had made said decision, her ass came smashing down into the seat. While his attempt to escape had been in vain, he had managed to alter his position just enough to where he was now face flat against the bus seat itself with the woman’s bare skin pressed against his back. The weight was surprisingly less intense than that of the last woman, but all the same kept him immobilized. It apparently had been a rough day outside, with the heat of the sun leaving a layer of perspiration across her skin, effectively coating James’ back in her would be sweat. Though helpless once again, he hoped that by some miracle, this lady would manage to feel him since he was in direct contact with her skin. To his surprise, the weight began to lift, although James quickly realized the problem that came with that action. The pressure, combined with the sweat and heat of her skin had done quick work to adhere him to her. While being stuck wasn’t the most ideal of outcomes, he thought of it as a positive. If he were actually stuck to her rear and she was getting up, it would take much for him to become loose and break free. It was a nice thought, and one that would’ve worked if he had indeed been stuck to the woman’s rear, but as he regained his vision, he noticed a mound of flesh beneath him. He was absolutely perplexed as to what was going on, until further gazing gave him a glimpse of what he quickly associated to be the front of this woman’s panties. Under normal circumstances, he’d be a flustered mess at the sight, but these were anything but normal circumstances. 

He hadn’t fallen victim to another ass after all. He had instead wound up beneath the weight of her left thigh; and this lifting motion wasn’t that of someone trying to stand back up, but that of someone who was adjusting to cross her legs. By the time he had come to conclude his situation, her thigh dropped with an audible clap as it came to rest upon the other. James was quickly sandwiched with a thigh above and a thigh below. Though not as heavy as finding himself underneath a butt, the crossed position came with its own heft and pressure that had him sinking into the soft flesh that surrounded him. He whined in silence at the sudden setback. Though his positioning was slightly different, he was right back to being smothered beneath someone. Her thighs were so dense with fat and muscle that they blocked out all sound, so not only was he being steam pressed, he was going to once again be lost as to where this bus was taking him. He understood the fact that his size was minuscule, but found it bizarre that even with that being the case, this lady was not bothered by his presence. Was he really that small that she couldn’t feel him? While that certainly played a part, the mass of her thighs were nothing to scoff at themselves. James would never get the chance to really know it, but he lay squished between the legs of an upcoming volleyball pro. The redhead had spent years of her life training her body to keep up with the physical demand of the sport; and in order to get into the big leagues, she had needed to consistently train every other day in order to make sure she was ready. Such a routine left her with thighs that could likely fracture a skull for any normal sized person, and James had found himself in the misfortunate position between said skull crackers.

Thankfully she was just resting for now. She had just finished up several hours of practice, and after working up quite the sweat, she figured she’d treat herself for all the dedicated work she had put herself through. For her, this meant taking a swift bus ride to a local ice cream vendor, and whether he liked it or not, James would be joining her. Several minutes passed before the bus finally came to her stop. She was quick to hop out of her seat and make her way out, completely oblivious to the tiny stowaway that she had acquired. That time between her thighs has further plastered James against the back of her left thigh. He was once again blinded by the sudden light and soon felt his world shake and bounce with each step as the athlete walked down the sidewalk. feeling the world shake and bounce with each step as the athelete walked down the sidewalk. By the time James regained his vision, he could hardly tell what was going on. Each swat of her leg sent him swinging and rising and lowering with no end. Everything became blurred as though the world were shaking. It was enough to make him dizzy, and he honestly was feeling pretty worn out. If it weren’t for all the constant movement, he would’ve passed out.

After walking several blocks, the athlete finally arrived at her destination, Cool’s Cool Coolery. Their frozen treats were divine and she could not wait to get herself into a cold binge. As she made her way inside, she came across a fairly long line of roughly eight other people. Though disappointing, the icecream was worth it, so she happily stood and waited to proceed. This standing rest was all James needed to recollect himself. Everything had finally stopped moving and he could actually see clearly and think straight. He darted his gaze from left to right, seeing a series of booths and tables that sparked a sense of familiarity. He then looked up, hoping to further hone in on where he was, only to get an up skirt view of the athlete's ass. His face went red as he immediately went back to surveilling what was around him. He could’ve sworn he knew this place, but he’d need to see more to confirm. His back was still firmly aligned against the back of the stranger’s thigh, but without the other to keep him pinned, he soon found himself able to move once more. He began to shimmy from side to side, loosening up his left arm in the process. He quickly went to work, successfully prying his other arm from her skin, and while he seemed more than capable of getting himself off, he had taken far too long and attracted far too much attention to himself. It wasn’t enough to warrant an investigation, but his struggles were starting to tickle the woman. 

James soon found himself in the presence of her hand’s shadow as she reached back to deal with the disturbance. Her fingers brushed along her skin, instantly breaking her thigh’s hold of James, which inadvertently sent James falling to the cold tile below. It wasn’t the most graceful of escapes, but as James got back onto his feet, he couldn’t complain that it was effective; and now that he was free at last, he could get to figuring out where he was. He turned and looked through the gap between the athlete's legs, seeing at least a dozen other sets of legs belonging to the others in line. He then went ahead and walked around where the athlete was standing until he was at the side of one of her sneakers. From here, he could see a silver counter closer toward the back of the building, with several employees dressed in white uniforms, but the detail that made James smile was that these employees were all wearing bright hats that were shaped like an icecream Sundae. “Cool’s Cool Coolery…” Those hats were their signature aesthetic when it came to their company’s attire. This was James’ eureka moment. He had been to this place dozens of times, and he knew all too well that this was their only location. He was overjoyed, knowing that his house was less than a mile away. It was almost enough to make him forget how he ended up here. It sure as hell wasn’t what he had in mind, but it had proved effective nonetheless. All he really had to do now was make his way back home. It would be quite the trek, but even at this size, he was confident he could find his way back with minimal difficulty. Content with his plan, he turned around and started to head for the entrance door. Just a minute into his walk, James went still with shock and disbelief as he watched the door open, and a familiar individual step through. “Susie…”

The redhead walked on in, with her hair in a ponytail, wearing a gray crop top and matching shorts. Each step gave an audible clack as she wore a pair of white sandals that exposed the great majority of her feet. That visual would have all the time to sink in as she unexpectedly closed the distance between her and James. The inch tall man was left petrified as she came in close. It looked as though she were aiming to step on him, but to his luck, she came to a stop, with her right sandle landing just inches in front of him. James craned his neck up in an effort to better see and believe who stood before him. Here she was, one of his closest friends just standing here without a care in the world. Not only that, but this ‘friend’ had been the whole reason for his diminished size in the first place. He knew that she had claimed this to be a sort of joke, but that had to have been days ago. Did she really not care what had happened to him?! He wasn’t sure if he should feel angry, abandoned, or scared. Even with all those emotions swirling, he could at least pin one down. He felt relieved. Even if Susie had put him through this, he couldn’t accept the idea that she no longer considered them friends; and since she was the one that shrunk him, that meant that she was likely his best chance at returning to normal. But by the looks of things, she wasn’t here for him. Evidentially, Cool’s Cool Coolery was one of Susie’s favorite places as well, and she was eager to get herself a premium cone to help beat the heat. It was settled. With Susie’s focus clearly not on him, James would have to put in the effort himself if he were going to get her attention. Doubtful that she’d see him down here, let alone hear him, he looked her up and down as he settled on a much more tedious plan. He’d have to climb her. There was no way of her seeing or hearing him unless he got closer, and as the line behind him started to shift forward, he knew he had to act fast before his opportunity walked by him. He ran up and leaped onto Susie’s sandle, just seconds before she took a step forward to move along the line. He was hardly able to hold on, but her sandal was roughly the same height as him, so getting on top of its base was remarkably easy.

The real challenge now stood just millimeters from his face. Susie’s toes lay before him in all their glory, with her big toe resting comfortably in front of James. Unlike what he had just climbed, there was an immediate wave of concern that washed over him as he stared down the digit. He knew that he’d have to find a way to climb over her toes, all the while keeping himself from falling between or under them. It was enough to make him second guess this whole strategy, remembering his experience with Gabby’s, but he knew it would only be worse for him if he didn’t try. Maybe if he was lucky, she’d notice him as soon as he got onto her foot, and he’d be saved the hassle of climbing the rest of her body. Of course luck wouldn’t work out like that; for instead, as Susie began to grow impatient, her foot started to rise and fall in a repeated tapping motion against the floor. This sent James up nearly an inch before he fell back to the platform of the saddle, only to be launched up over and over again. Five taps in and Susie decided to change it up, keeping that same foot lifted up with just the heel touching of her sandal touching the ground. As she did so, she leaned to the side to try and get an idea of how the line was progressing, completely oblivious to what she had just done for James. The sandal that had been his ground was not at a sloped angle, and having just been bounced around, he had no time to brace. As such, he tumbled down, his eyes widening as he saw the true horror of this makeshift slide. Susie’s toes were stretched up into the air, looking like the hungry jaw of some creature, ready to snap shut onto James who continued to roll down the new space between said toes and sandal. He tried to ready himself for the inevitable, but as he slapped face first into the ball of Susie’s foot, he couldn’t help but scream into the warm skin, pushing with all his might to separate himself. He quickly tried to get enough traction to crawl his way back toward the front edge of the sandal, but it seemed as though Susie was done with her line viewing. People finally started to get a move on, so as she brought her foot down, preparing to get moving herself, she unknowingly wedged James between her big and index toes. They held him snug as she stepped onward, not even allowing him to rise or bounce out of place. He immediately tried to wriggle himself out, and while he could move a little, it wasn’t enough to break their grip. As Susie settled herself further up the line, James was given a moment's rest to try and strategize. He figured now would be as good a time as any to try getting her attention through his movements, and so he began to squirm as much as possible, hoping to draw her gaze down toward him. What he accomplished instead was a slight irritation that tickled her. Keeping it simple, she simply scrunched her toes tight, hoping to pulverize the nuisance. Her efforts were indeed successful, as her toes embraced James in a very tight hug. Any air he had was instantly wheezed out and he was given a faceful of her side toe that muffled any attempt to regain said air into his body. It was at this point when he was desperately trying to breathe past said toe that James really got an idea as to the stench that Susie’s toes were packing. While nothing compared to what he had to endure under Gabby, it was still unpleasant. In this newly pinched position, James could no longer move, so despite his efforts, the best he could do was kind of rub his face further into his friend’s skin. Groaning in defeat, James gave up on his struggling for now, knowing he’d likely need his strength for later. 

James remained between her toes the rest of Susie’s trip down the line. It was finally her turn, and she wasted no time in getting herself a waffle cone filled to the brim with sherbet. Delighted to finally taste the cold fruity flavor, Susie spun around and made her way outside, ready to enjoy her treat as she walked home. With this new positive mindset, her toes relaxed and James was finally free to move again- for about two seconds. Upon stepping outside, her strides became much longer than that of what was essentially her shuffling up a line. That not only resulted in a greater swing with each step, but an assortment of angles which James would soon find himself having to adapt to. Each time her foot swung forward, it threatened to launch him off; and so despite his current vexation toward them, he grabbed hold of Susie’s big toe with all his might. It was the only thing stable enough to keep him in place, though holding on and being this close came with its own dangers. Each step resulted in the slight lifting of her toes as well, and the more she walked, the more James’ grip began to falter. He inevitably lost his hold and found himself falling down. Just as he prepared to get up, he realized that he had fallen beneath Susie’s large toe which came falling back down on top of him as she continued to talk. He remained flat against the sandal, feeling the weight of her toe lift and crash back into him several times. It was like it wanted him to stay put, but much to his appreciation, Susie’s toe was a long ways away from being as punishing as his experiences beneath thighs and asses. As such, he was still able to move, albeit just slightly before having the toe come down on him again. Regardless, he used these opportunities to eventually move further toward her toe, until he found himself comfortably resting just beneath the stretch of skin that connected her big toe to the base of her foot. The space was minimal, but for the time being, he was somewhat stable and able to avoid being smushed by her digits.

After nearly ten minutes of walking, Susie had finished up her treat and was just a couple blocks off from her apartment. She was feeling wonderful after the snack and was ready to take a load off. She was so entrapped in the thoughts of relaxation, that she failed to notice a fault in the sidewalk ahead of her. A sizable crack had formed across the concrete, and Susie wound up wedging the very tip of her sandal into said crack, leading her to flail her arms and stumble forward as she tried to remain balanced. This led to several hard hitting stomps as she tried to stabilize, and much to her relief, she was successful in her efforts. While Susie paid no mind to what had just happened, continuing on to her home, James had suffered a great deal as a result of her clumsiness. During the chaos, she had taken very quick and exaggerated steps, resulting in nearly the entirety of her foot separating from her sandal as she did so. Such an action left the space vacant for James to fall right into. He had less than a second to reach out and scream as the ball of Susie’s foot came slamming down onto him. The entirety of her weight crashed into him a total of six times before she managed to find her footing. And now that she was off walking again, James was not fully pinned beneath her, forced to endure the majority of her weight with each step she took. He had absolutely no room to breathe, and even if he did, he was repeatedly being compressed, forced to get a mouthful of Susie’s humid skin. Speaking of which, it had become quite obvious that the heat from outside had done a lot to trap a good deal of moisture along the length of Susie’s sole. It wasn’t much, but there was enough to quickly coat James. He tried his best to stay positive, but any attempt to find piece was ruined as the taste of Susie’s foot sweat entered his mouth. The salty substance nearly made him whimper. It was getting awfully close to the situation he had experienced with Gabby and he was overcome with stress at the thought that he’d be repeating that scenario with Susie.

As James struggled below, Susie had finally reached her apartment. Wanting to get out of the heat, she made her way in through the front door and went straight for the couch. She hadn’t done too much today, but had an aching soreness that spanned the majority of her body from exercises she had done the day before. This left today as her sort of cheat/rest day, meaning that all she had to worry about was finding a good show to watch while she sat back and relaxed. As soon as she made it to the couch, she turned and plopped her rear into the soothing softness of the cushion, then went on to undo the straps of her sandals. At last, her feet were free to breathe. She spread and wiggled her toes about as she leaned back and sunk into the backrest of the couch. Her legs then swung up onto an ottoman with one propped atop the other. All settled, she grabbed hold of the tv remote and began her search for a nice movie. While she flickered through the various options, James started to come to the realization that all the stepping had finally ceased. It would’ve been quite the relief if he wasn’t still plastered to Susie’s foot. As it was growing more and more familiar, all the pressure and sweat had worked wonders to adhere him to her skin; and being at the receiving end of half her steps had left him winded both mentally and physically. He could hardly get himself to budge, and while that certainly sucked, he found solace that the weight had finally been lifted. In addition, he soon heard a mixture of voices and sounds behind him. He wasn’t one hundred percent certain, but it sounded like it was coming from a tv; and if that were the case, Susie must’ve finally made it back to her apartment! He wanted to cry, laugh, and pass out all at the same time, finding himself overwhelmed with the belief that this would all be over soon. All he had to do now was get within eyeshot of her, and doing that meant ridding himself of this underfoot embrace. He tried as hard as he could to start separating himself from the wall of skin, hardly budging as he hadn’t recouped his full strength yet. He groaned at the thought of having to stick around any longer, but knew that it would only be a matter of time before he’d be able to peel himself off. Just then, as he accepted his need to wait, a tingling sensation started to flow throughout his body. Fuck, no stop! No matter how much he whined into her foot, he began to vibrate and with said vibration, he found himself shrinking down until he was no bigger than a centimeter in height. Though he cursed the change in size, it came with the benefit of loosening him up enough to now be free from Susie’s foot; but as soon as he was, he began to fall, so with all of his might, he clinged back to her skin and slid down a great deal until coming to a stop just above Susie’s heel. His heart pounded as he looked down to the ottoman, then back toward the tv. He was right after all! She was back home! Though this smaller size would certainly prove to slow him down, he at the very least ended up in the home of the one person who could help him. Now stood the challenge of how he would go about acquiring this help. Before he could brainstorm any ideas, he felt her foot start to shake. He looked up to see her other foot rubbing against the spot he had just been at, the nail of her big toe digging into to rid itself of an itch. James’ face ran cold, realizing that he had been the cause of that irritation, and tried his best not to think what would’ve happened to him if he had found himself at the receiving end of that nail. With the itch eradicated, her left foot went back to resting on the right. 

He looked between the top of her left foot and the ottoman, debating which location would be smarter to travel toward. With the ottoman, it would be a soft fall, and he’d be able to walk around her feet and try waving, but if he dared to venture up, he could potentially reach the top of her left foot, giving him better height to attract her attention and the option to go up her legs if that didn’t work. The main issue with going up however was that while his size evidentially had the potential to get her to feel him, she was far too invested in her comfort to do more than scratch him away. It was a tough choice, but given how much he had been through up until now, he figured he could handle a little more risk. There were just too many pros to climbing that he couldn’t pass up, and even if she did try to scratch him off, he was confident that he could just let go and drop to the ottoman, which for now would be plan B. Curious enough, he found it surprisingly easy to get a grip on her skin. Being so small allowed for him to get a feel for the more detailed textures, which made gaining traction a breeze. In just a few minutes, he managed to make it to the halfway point between the ball and heel of her foot. Reaching this part this fast, though impressive, managed to attract some attention. The skin he was currently climbing was the most delicate part of the sole, and made it all the more easy for him to inadvertently tickle his friend. James watched her left foot loom over him, ready to purge the itch. He signed in disappointment that he’d have to bail on this plan so soon, but as Susie’s toe approached, a new idea sparked. He began to climb as fast as he could, hoping he’d have enough time. Her toe was approaching and its shadow emphasized just how close it was getting. With just a couple of seconds to spare, he managed to outpace her toenail, which dug into the skin where he had just been. He took a moment to pant and pat himself on the shoulder. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to make it, and was admittedly impressed with himself. He tried to repress the detail where it was him basically dodging a toe, and went on to continue his strategy. Using both his arms and legs, James pushed against Susie’s sole and sprung back, far enough so that when he started to fall, he landed clean onto her big toe nail. It wasn’t the smoothest of landings, as the surface of her nail was rather smooth, and she was still going to work scratching the itch he had caused, but it worked. Now all he had to do was hold on, though that was easier said than done as he quickly found himself sliding back and forth across the nail’s surface, struggling to keep himself from falling off as she scratched away. 

After half a minute, she finally stopped and he was able to get a decent hold of the skin that bridged the toe to its nail. Thank goodness he did as she then brought her left foot back up to once again be positioned atop the right. He nearly fell as she settled back in, but he managed to hold on. This had gone better than he had expected in all honesty. Despite the shifty dangers of it, he had just saved himself a heep of climbing. He could now Susie in her magnificence, lounging about on the couch with a somewhat blank expression. She was apparently failing to find something of interest to watch, and as sank further into the couch, her eyes began to soften. He couldn’t believe it, but she was on the verge of falling asleep right then and there. James was now in a state of desperation to get her attention and frantically waved and shouted to her. Of course her eyes were having trouble focusing on anything right now, and even if she could hear him, his voice was drowned out by the tv. He had to think fast, as his life line was fading. There was absolutely no chance of him making it closer in time, and if she wasn’t awake enough to see him, he would have to get aggressive. Looking toward the bit of skin he had been clinging to, he leaned in and opened his mouth as wide as possible before biting down on a hunk of skin. As soon as he had a good grip, he tried pulling back as though he intended to tear that piece of skin off. He then proceeded to use his fingernails to add additional damage by scratching and clawing at the skin. Sure enough, he heard Susie wincing from his attacks. “Ow, the the fuck?” He had certainly caught her attention, her eyes locking onto him. He honestly thought that it would’ve taken more effort to get her going, but he wasn’t complaining. He was certain that she could see him now, and he couldn’t help but smile at his success. He quickly waved over to her, eager to get things sorted out, but then... “You stupid little bug.” James’ blood ran cold at her words. She hadn’t realized that it was him, meaning he had to act fast. He took a deep breath, cupping his hands around his mouth before shouting at the top of his lungs. “SU-“ whack!

Susie evidentially wasn’t interested in waiting to see if the pest that had bit her could talk and wasted no time flicking the bug to the floor. James landed hard against the wooden surface, groaning and sitting back up. He had just enough time to watch as the impending visual that was his friend’s foot came slamming down. Susie had no interest in showing this assumed bug any mercy. And, since she had wasted both her time and energy getting up, she wanted to make sure that this annoyance was erased. The ball of her left foot instantaneously smashed James into a near 2D figure, sending him squealing into the flesh of her sole. This had to have been one of the worst pains he had felt since being this small. His whole body ached from the pressure, and he was amazed to still be alive. Yet again, his body was proving its resilience, but Susie wasn’t done. To make sure this bug had met its end, she began to twist her foot against the floor from side to side. To any actual bug, this would have completely shredded the body, leaving nothing more than a goopy mess of a corpse; but James’ unique durability allowed him to experience it all without any permanent damage. It still hurt like hell, and with each twist of her foot, it felt as though his limbs wanted to tear, yet remained strong, despite the fact that he was continuing to be flattened. Her onslaught lasted nearly a minute before she concluded that the but must’ve been dead. Although she was confident in its death, she wanted to confirm it. Backing up, she fell back onto the couch and propped her foot up on a knee.

Looking over her work, she was confused to find what appeared to be a fully intact body pressed flat against her foot. She had kind of expected a more unrecognizable mess, but this bug’s body still appeared to have all its limbs attached. This led her to lean closer as she wanted to further investigate just what kind of bug this was. However, as she looked closer, she found herself unable to put a name to what it was. She wondered if she had actually succeeded in tearing a couple legs off, given that she only saw four limbs as of right now. “Ew, what even are you?” Part of her wanted to just disregard it and toss it into the toilet, but curiosity got the better of her. The idea of touching a dead bug was a bit gross, but she couldn’t help but wonder what kind of bug could hold up so well against her. She poked what she assumed to be the back of the creature with the tip of her finger, and to her surprise, she felt a slight vibration against her skin. She couldn’t believe it. The bug was still alive! Now she just had to know what it was. Since it was still kicking, she hesitated on how to grab it, concerned that it might bite her again. She followed up by recognizing that she could just crush the bug again if it dared to do so. Using her thumb and index finger, she pinched onto one of the creature’s legs and gave it a tug. All at once, the bug was effectively peeled off and now lay hanging by a leg as Susie dangled it in front of her. Even like this, it was difficult to figure out what it was, but as she further squinted her eyes, she was taken aback. The way this creature was shaped was so strange. From its legs to its torso to the head, the creature was proportioned like a human. She sat there staring at the bug for a few moments before her eyes went wide. She turned the critter around so that she could see its face, and she couldn’t help but gasp as her eyes interlocked with those of her tiny flattened friend. “James???” Battered as he was, hearing his name was absolute bliss. He fought against the pain and strained a smile, though that smile soon disappeared as her eyes narrowed and her lips curled into a devious grin. He hadn’t expected that kind of response from Susie, and her expression sent shivers down his two dimensional spine. He began to question whether or not this whole ‘get her attention’ thing was a good idea, but either way, it was too late to change what now was. He was here and what happened next would entirely depend on her. 

Susie immediately fell back into the couch, crying in laughter at the realization that James was the bug. She didn’t even bother to peel him off as she held one hand to her gut and another toward her face to wipe away the tears. James was left plastered to her shaking foot for five whole minutes before she composed herself enough to speak. “So, what do you think? Gotta be my best prank yet, right? I think I’ve outdone myself to be honest, but I’m sure I’ll figure some way to top it.” Ever so eager to hear his response, she settled down and pinched his body off, dropping it into her open palm. “Wow, you look like you’ve been through hell. And if I’m not mistaken, you’re looking even smaller than how I left ya. How’d you manage that?” As much as he wanted to snap back and explain the extent of his thoughts toward this whole ordeal, James was far too worn out to bother. He simply lay upon her palm and tried his best to soak in his accomplishment. Though it hadn’t gone as he intended, he had managed to make it to Susie, which meant that he could finally rest knowing that this whole shrinking ordeal would finally come to an end.

“Huh, I must’ve really beaten you down. Sorry about that by the way. I really didn’t expect you to get even smaller. But hey, that’s some pretty impressive durability you got now. Any actual bug would’ve turned into dust, but it looks like that app turned you into some sort of super bug.” Susie couldn’t help but snicker at her own comment, but quieted down once she saw a continued lack of response from James. “How about I clean you up and once you catch your breath, we can talk this out?” It was tricky to tell, but it looked as though he were nodding in approval, so Susie made her way into the kitchen and got a hold of a large bowl. She filled it up with warm water and a little splash of dish soap. Once it was looking nice and bubbly, she placed the bowl onto the kitchen counter and dropped James in. He quickly began to flail about as he hadn’t expected the drop, but soon managed to relax and float. The warmth of the water was incredibly soothing and he felt cleaner already. It was almost like a hot tub, and he went ahead and leaned back, allowing himself to fully float upon his back as he looked up to see Susie’s smirking face making up the majority of his artificial sky. He still had quite a few things to say to her, but with how pleasant the water was, and how relieving it was to have finally found her, he chose to keep his mouth shut for now and just enjoy this while he could. It was surprisingly much easier to float than it had ever been when he was at his normal size. He figured it had something to do with him being lighter in weight, which made it all the more relaxing as he didn’t have to put much effort into keeping himself above water. If it weren’t for the fact that he was basically floating in a mini ocean, he’d have likely dozed off.

“Soooo, I’m kind of dying to know. How was it huffing that cute girl’s ass?” She leaned in with a hand cupping her ear, interested to hear his answer, but when she heard nothing but silence, she looked to see him simply continuing to float. “James?” He didn’t even look at her, causing her to pout and poke him in an effort to get his attention. Her eyes widened a bit as she unintentionally forced him underwater. She retracted her finger and watched him resurface, only to look at her with what she presumed to be a look of disapproval. It was difficult to hone in on his exact emotion, given how tiny his face currently was, but given the continued silent treatment, she figured herself to be in the ball park. “Come on, don’t tell me you’re upset with me. You know I was just messing with you. Once I learned that this kind of an app existed, I had to test it out.” She watched as he shifted about and began to scrub himself. She wasn’t the biggest fan of being ignored, but figured he must’ve been through quite a lot. Even so, she wanted to speed this whole bit up. Cupping one of her hands, she scooped James out of the bowl and began to rub his body with her index finger. Her intent was to quicken up his bath, hoping that a cleaner body would make him more willing to talk. Of course what she assumed to be helpful was far from it as her digit was hundreds of times James’s size. All she really did was smear his body between her digit and palm, and though it wasn’t as bad as being smeared beneath her foot, it left James screaming and struggling to push her off as his entire body got scrubbed across her finger. He was forced to swallow several mouthfuls of soap and water before she finally pulled her finger back and tilted her hand to let him fall back into the bowl. 

She watched as he splashed about, trying to wipe off some soap that had gotten into his eyes, all the while sticking his little tongue out in an effort to spit out the water he had swallowed. Dish soap evidently didn’t taste all that great, but at the very least, James could try and convince himself that it would help clean his insides of all he had been forced to swallow thus far. Even though she hadn’t intended to be so rough, she couldn’t help but find interest in how small James had actually become. If it weren’t for the fact that she put him in the bowl, it would’ve been near impossible to notice his presence. Unfortunately for him, Susie’s curiosity got the better of her as she pondered how else she could demonstrate and compare their current size difference. James recovered just in time to watch as she took in a deep breath and blew a current of wind toward the center of the bowl, causing the water to ripple and disperse. James’ body wobbled within the shifting water and he found himself being taken toward the edge of the bowl. It wouldn’t be so simple however as the artificial waves carried him toward the largest bubble he had ever seen. To Susie it wasn’t anything crazy, but for James, the soapy sphere was like a small planet and he was headed straight for it. As he slammed into the surface of the bubble, James initially bounced back, almost as though he had hit a trampoline; but with more waves coming in, he wound up piercing through the bubble. It wasn’t enough to pop it, but now James was trapped within the ball of soap that continued to drift toward the edge of the bowl. Watching all of this unfold left Susie mezmorized. She wanted to laugh, but found herself more so curious to observe him further. She could only imagine how it must’ve felt to experience what he had since shrinking and almost felt a bit envious toward her little friend. As he reached the end, she prodded the bubble with her finger, popping the transparent prison and freeing her little bug buddy.

“That looked pretty fun honestly. If all that could happen in a bowl, just think of how many things you could enjoy at that size! Did you get a chance to do anything fun on the way over here? I mean it couldn’t have all been that bad, right? You’re clearly getting the hang of your new size if you managed to make it all the way here, which leads me to wonder… How did you get out of her butt, let alone wind up in my apartment? It’s kind of impressive not gonna lie.” As there weren’t many positive memories to look back on, James remained reluctant to reply. Being ignored was starting to get on Susie’s nerves and she was tempted to dunk him into the water, but figured that wouldn’t solve much. Restraining herself, she tried to put on a calmer, less pushy tone. “Look James, you’ve clearly had a rough time. I just want to-“ Before she could continue, James started to shake in place, then in one quick jolt, his body grew, stopping once he was back to two inches tall. “Whoa, how’d you do that? I think you’re back to how I left you the other day.”

As much as he wanted to keep quiet, James’ mood was lightened up at his growth. He still hadn’t quite figured out why he had grown, but it was a relieving size when compared to what he was before. “I’m not sure. I’ve been growing and shrinking at random.” He leaned against the edge of the bowl, enjoying the warmth of the water as he looked between himself and Susie.

“Ah, so now you can talk to me. Well that’s interesting. Have you managed to grow any larger than that?”

“Nope, seems like this is the limit so far.”

“Odd. I’ll have to look into that.”

“Yeah, I think so too. Speaking of which, what the hell? It’s been days since you did this to me. Where were you? I can almost pretend to understand you messing with me for a few hours, but to leave me like this out with a stranger for so long. Did you even think of what I could’ve been going through! What if I got lost or something!”

“Oh, sorry if I had you scared. I know it might’ve felt like you were on your own, but it’s not like I didn’t think that part through. The app that made you small comes with a neat tracker toward the things it shrinks, so I could check it whenever and see where you were at all times.”

James had to take a moment to stop and contemplate that information, all before doubling up on his frustrations. “Still, not cool. I mean, it didn’t seem like you were all that concerned or aware of where I had been. Did you know I was on a bus? I wasn’t with that woman you left me with and I didn’t enter that bus willingly. I could’ve ended up in another city!”

“Whoa really? I didn’t… How’d you even… right right I’ll ask later. You’re right. I should’ve probably checked up on you sooner. I just…”

James watched her start to rub her arms as if she were anxious, Her gaze shifting away from him as though she became lost in her own words. “Just what?”

“Look, I’m gonna be real with you. I did want to get you after like a day and I did end up going to the gym the next day to see that girl, but every time I was about to say something, I kind of froze up. I didn’t know what to say without sounding stupid. It was so easy the first time, but at that point… I wasn’t thinking about her like I am now… I mean, if you were me, how would you tell her that you stuck someone into her pants? I’d sound like a lunatic. It’s not that I don’t want to tell her about you. I really think it’s hilarious, but something about approaching her is making me anxious. She’d probably want to keep away from me.”

As bothered as he was by Susie’s lack of action, he couldn’t help but to feel bad for her. This was the first time that he had ever seen or heard Susie seem so doubtful. For all the years that he had known her, she had always shined with confidence; but given the context, he was able to piece together a pretty decent guess as to what was wrong. “You think you like her?”

Susie’s cheeks went red as she turned and crossed his arms, not even wanting to acknowledge his question. Of course there wasn’t really anywhere to go, so after a few seconds, she sighed and turned back to face James. “I mean, I really like how she looks for sure. Even with what you’ve been through, you can’t tell me she isn’t packing the body of a goddess. I don’t know if I like her like that, but she’s been on my mind ever since I dropped you off with her. Seeing how often she was going to the gym tells me we could share some things in common when it comes to being active and having consistency. And with the little time that we did talk, she seemed very nice. I want to know if she’s thought the same about me, and if so, maybe we could be something… But how would I even say anything to her? She doesn’t really know us, so if I mention what I did with you, she might think I’m a freak or creep for sneaking someone into her butt. Even if I left that out for now, what would I have us do? I’ve never felt so… intimidated before. I just don’t know how to talk with her now. It was easier when I had you to kind of keep me focused on something else, but I know it would be kind of unrealistic if I had to toss you down her crack whenever we spoke.”

“Listen Susie, all I’m going to say about what I’ve been through is that it sucked. It took a lot of effort to get away from that woman and find my way to you, so I’m not all that excited about getting close to her again.” Susie’s head sunk, feeling an unexpected guilt toward what she had done to James. As much as she adored to mess with him, she might have taken it too far this time and felt a bit ashamed to think that while her friend had been suffering, she had been worked up over talking to someone. Her focus should have been on James, and she was ready to take responsibility and focus on him now. “However, despite all of that, I think you should go talk with that girl. You’re never going to get over this if you don’t go and see what could’ve happened. And… if it will make things easier, I’ll come with to support you.”

Susie’s eyebrows narrowed as she glared down at him. Seeing her expression, James felt a motocom of dread. She looked pissed. He tried to back up a bit and think of what to say next, but was quickly snatched out from the bowl. He figured that he was in for a beating and questioned what he had just said, fearing that he had somehow offended her; but instead of hurting him, she pulled him close and pressed his face into her lips. His entire head was engulfed in the plush skin and it felt as though she were trying to suck his face off. He could feel the air literally being pulled out of him; and despite the threat of suffocation, he found himself entranced by the soft embrace of her lips. It was a sensation like no other he had experienced. He felt lost, conflicted as he questioned when it would end and if he even wanted it to. His mind deluded him into thinking that the kiss was lasting hours, but it really boiled down to just five seconds before Susie released him from her lips, allowing him to stumble back into her palm. 

“You stupid little… Thank you James. I didn’t really expect you to say that with what I’ve done, but I really appreciate it. I don’t know if I could’ve gone through with this on my own, but knowing you’ll be there with me makes me feel a whole lot better.” She expected some sort of response, but it seemed as though James was still processing what had happened. He could hardly stand, as though his legs were going to give out at any moment. His hair was a slick mess, and remnants of her saliva caused his face to glisten, all the while his cheeks were a bright red. “You look ridiculously cute right now. I wonder, do you think you just found a perk to being this small? Heh, well if this date goes well, I’ll have to think of something else I can do to reward you at that size. I’d ask you for ideas, but we have time. I'm sure I’ll think of something worth your while.”

James was speechless, not knowing how to think about what just happened. He had been wanting to get back and grow back to normal ever since Susie shrunk him, but with how incredible that kiss was, he couldn’t help but ponder the possibilities as to what other pleasures he could benefit from at this size. He shook his head, trying to keep his mind off of potential fantasies and back on the task at hand. With his willingness to help her, Susie got a towel to dry him up before placing him next to one of her ears. She gathered a small thread and looped one end around her ear and one end around James’ torso as a sort of safety precaution in the case that he were to slip. She took a quick look at the mirror and was satisfied to see that she could cover James with her hair. She wouldn’t want to tell him now, but he looked kind of cute next to her, like a little shoulder angel. She was tempted to shake her head and test how well the thread worked, though it was mostly to see what James would look like as an earring. Unfortunately, she’d have to test out any ideas later as she was on a mission. She checked the time and quickly made her way into her car, speeding away to the gym.

As soon as she arrived, she wasted no time in moving throughout the gym interior, scanning around until she spotted a certain blond using a machine to workout her arms. Susie’s confident speed walk shifted into more of a trembled shuffle as she closed the distance. James patted her ear to reassure her that he was still there. Even so, Susie was debating bailing, but as Gabby got off the machine, the two locked eyes. It was too late to back out now.

“H-hey there. How’s it going? Looks like you’re working up a sweat.”

“Oh, Susie, right? Yeah, I’m good, just finishing up a few sets then heading home for a nice shower.” 

Susie’s mouth ran dry as she struggled to find the words to respond. She hadn’t expected Gabby to remember her name, and now her intrusive mind was thinking shower thoughts. Of course all this confused thinking left Gabby to just stare at Susie awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Once Susie became aware of this, she sheepishly stepped back, unsure of how to recompose herself. “Well that’s great! I can tell you’re really going for it.You look great! Anyway, keep up the good work! See ya!”

Susie turned and began to walk away, her cheeks flushing red in embarrassment. Before she made it too far however, she felt a sharp pinch within her ear, causing her to wince and cup said ear. “Ow, what the fuck. Did you just bite me?”

“Yeah, cause you’re walking away! ‘You’re really going for it’ What the fuck was that? You looked like an idiot, go back and talk to her!” 

“Whoa whoa whoa, when did you get the kind of confidence to talk to me like this?”

“Back when I was getting stepped on and sat on for a week. You think I’m not nervous too? That woman doesn’t even know what I’ve been through with her and I’m here trying to convince you to get close, and by proxy me close to her.” If he weren’t so right, she would’ve found some way to smush him; but to her disbelief, he was proving to be the more rational of the two.

“Fine, I’m going, just don’t bite me again!” With a sigh, Susie turned back and walked up toward Gabby who was just about to get back to it before seeing the red head reapproach. “Hey Gabby, sorry about that. I just… if you’re not doing anything after the gym, I wanted to know if you’d like to maybe come and hang out with me.”

“Oh? Is this the kind of hang out where there’s a bunch of people, or is it the kind of hang out where you’re trying to ask me out?” 

“Uhhhhh, which would you prefer?”

To her surprise, Gabby stepped closer, causing Susie to break into a nervous sweat. Even James had to take a minute to breathe. Seeing her from a perspective that wasn’t under her foot, Gabby was a mesmerizing sight. Thankfully for the both of them, Gabby had no trouble continuing the conversation. “Well, I’ll go with the one that I think you’d prefer, and with how much you’ve been looking in my direction the last few days, I’m gonna guess that you’re taking me on a date.”

Susie lost all her composure, her cheeks glowing bright red as she nearly choked on her own breath. James tugged on her ear to try and get her focused, but it was like trying to keep a boat afloat in the middle of a tsunami.

“Don’t worry, I’ve been staring too. Have anywhere in particular you wanna go?”

“I-uh, don’t know? I hardly know where you live, let alone what you’re into. Ah fuck, I should’ve thought about this before talking to you. Sorry, I didn’t-” Susie went silent as Gabby placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to settle her down. James had to tuck himself behind Susie’s earlobe to avoid getting touched. Even if he wasn’t the one talking, he felt a similar sense of unease trying to figure out how Susie should respond.

“Hey, it's alright. I didn’t think this was going to happen either. If I weren’t filled with adrenaline right now, I’d probably be just as nervous. How about the roller rink?”

“What?”

“You know, Riley’s Rowdy Roller Rink. It’s a bit down town, but it’s the best place to skate in this whole city; trust me, I’ve checked them all out. They have some pretty good food too, so we can eat there too.”

“Oh right, yeah that sounds good.” 

“Can I see your phone real quick?” 

“Sure!” Gabby snagged Susie’s phone and quickly tapped away on the screen before passing the device back to Susie.

“That’s my number. Call or text me anytime after 4:00. I should be available by then.”

“O-oh right! Sure thing, I’ll meet you there later then. Enjoy the rest of your workout!”

With a smile, Gabby went back to finish up her exercises and Susie stumbled her way out of the gym, not even breathing until she made it to the inside of her car. Plopping into the seat, she began to breathe heavily as she looked over the number on her phone. “Fuck that was horrible.”

“Yeah, welcome to the world of everyone. Now let’s get you dressed up to skate, we only have a couple hours.

“Oh shit, skate? I wasn’t even paying attention. I don’t know how the fuck to skate!”

“What do you mean? You’ve traveled so much and literally went skydiving like less than a year ago. How do you not know how to skate?”

“I don’t know! Every time I’ve tried to skate, I just flop over and hurt myself. I can’t balance myself for shit.”

“That’s surprising. Well why don’t you just text her now to go somewhere else?”

“And look stupid? I just agreed to go! I already acted like a nervous wreck in there. I’ll just have to figure it out.”

“Well while you figure it out, let’s get you back home so we can get ready.”

The two made their way back to Susie’s apartment where she went about looking for something to wear. Unfortunately, she wasn’t much of a skirt girl and all her shorts and leggings were in the hamper. They would have certainly been better to have for skating, but she didn’t want Gabby to be smelling her day old post workout clothes. She knew it wasn’t the best choice, but she’d have to work with a pair of black jeans and a white tank top. She at the very least looked good. Even James had trouble keeping his gaze away as the tight denim hugged her hips and made her ass look even larger somehow. As for James, he didn’t have much of a need to get dressed, and Susie didn’t really have anything that  he could wear anyways. He simply got a few more threads to secure him to her ear, as she expected a good amount of falling to occur on both their parts. The hours passed and Susie finally texted Gabby to set it up so the two could meet at 5:00. Getting back into the car, Susie and James made their way to Riley’s Rowdy Roller Rink. It was a bit far, but Susie was more than ok with having some extra time to compose herself.

“Are we going the right way?”

“If you’re following the GPS, then I hope so.”

“I just don’t want to be late. This is all happening so fast and I don’t want to waste her time.”

“You’re gonna do great. Stop worrying. She clearly wants to see you too and I’m going to be with you the entire time.”

“I’m starting to regret not putting any makeup on. I know it's not usually my thing, but I want to look good, you know?”

“You’re talking silly Susie. You heard her back at the gym. You both were catching glances at one another, so she already thinks you look good, and that’s before you put on something clean and fresh.”

Susie cocked an eyebrow as she looked at the mirror, getting a good look at the little guy on her shoulder. “What are you saying? You think I look good?”

James blushed and hid his face from view behind her ear. “Uh, well I meant-”

“Naughty little James. So what is it? You must have quite the unique perspective from there. Do you like my hair? My eyes? Or maybe you just find yourself adoring my chest~”

Susie did a quick shimmy to emphasize that feature. This caused James to lose his footing and fall forward, but he came to an abrupt stop as he felt a tug against his chest. If it weren’t for the treads that leashed him to her ear, he would have stumbled straight into Susie’s cleavage. James now hung at an incline with his feet still on her shoulder. He wasn’t even trying to look, but with his current angle, he was given a brand new understanding of just how large Susie’s chest was compared to him. The two mounds still wobbled as a result of her earlier movement and he watched them settle back together to create an all too alluring line of cleavage.

“You know I can see you right? For someone so intent on keeping their distance from the dangerous curves of women, you don’t seem to be putting that much effort into pulling yourself back. It’s almost like you want to fall~” Susie watched her little friend spaz about and pull on the thread to get back onto her shoulder. As soon as he got his footing, he went back behind her ear to avoid eye contact.

“It’s reassuring to know I’m not the only one who’s gonna be flustered today. Don’t feel too embarrassed about staring. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious to know what would happen if you fell too. You’re really cute at that size. Not that you didn’t look good before; it’s just that I couldn’t drop you between my boobs before. It’s kind of cool in a way.” The two shared a somewhat awkward silence following her comments. They had been friends for so long, and to notice each other in this new light; it was difficult for either to avoid thinking of the possibilities, but thankfully they’d be able to avoid that conversation for now as Susie pulled into the parking lot of Riley’s Rowdy Roller Rink. “Alright, time to focus me and you, we’re here.”

Susie exited the car and made her way toward the building with James securely standing on her shoulder. Standing by the entrance was Gabby, looking so good that both Susie and James had to take a breather before going on to meet up with her. Gabby’s hair was tied back into a ponytail and she wore a bright blue, slim fitting V-neck that showed off quite an abundance of cleavage. She paired it alongside a tan skirt that hardly covered a third of the length of her thighs. It was difficult to tell whether or not the skirt came as a mini or if it was simply struggling to fully handle Gabby’s curvature. Either way, Susie wasn’t complaining. “W-wow. You look stunning.”

Gabby’s cheeks went red at the compliment, “Thanks. You look pretty good yourself. I’m a bit skeptical on why you chose to skate in jeans though.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve skated plenty of times with and without jeans, I’ll be fine.”

“Heh, if you say so. Do you mind if we get something to eat before we get to skating? I’m a bit hungry after the workout and it feels like my stomach’s about to eat itself.”

“Of course not. I’d love some food.”

“Great, then follow me.”

Gabby led Susie in and they passed by a gigantic circular space where all the skaters were at. The lights were dimmed down to where it was near pitch black aside from the various strobe lights that flashed a barrage of colors at random all over the place. A very poppy techno rhythm could be heard through the speakers as well. It was honestly a very relaxing vibe and Susie found herself bobbing her head a bit as Gabby brought her to one of the many two seated tables that lay in front of what was essentially a kiosk attached to one of the back walls of the building. Up above the counter where the employees were chatting with customers was a vast chalkboard with a list of various finger foods.

“I know it’s not the healthiest place for food, but with how much I work my butt off, I think I kind of deserve to gorge every now and then.”

“I mean we’re gonna be skating off some calories anyways, may as well pack in what we can.”

“Exactly!”

From pretzels and corn dogs to pizza, tenders, and fries, this place had dozens of tasty options to choose from that had James drooling. It just settled in how it had been literal days since he had anything normal to eat and as Susie looked over the menu, James started to tug at her earlobe. “Get the tenders! Get the tenders!”

“What, you’re hungry?”

“Of course I am!”

“Even if I wanted to figure out how to slide some food to you, there’s no way you’re getting tenders. You’re not even gonna get through the breading.”

“What did you say Susie? Something about tenders?”

“Oh, uh..”

“I’m down to share some with you, though that’s not gonna be enough. I think I’m gonna get some chili fries too, how about you?”

The flow of emotions that Susie just felt sent her reeling. She hadn’t thought of the complication that came with responding to James. “I’m gonna get one of these pretzels with cheese. Sound good to you?”

With a nod of approval, Gabby went up to the counter to place their order and get ahold of their food. She came back with a large tray containing all the goodies. As good as Gabby was looking, that food had James’ jaw dropping. Much to his glee, as the two began to dig into the food, he watched as Susie used her nails to pinch off a small crumb of the pretzel and bring it over toward James, acting as though she were brushing a bit of hair out of the way. The crumb must’ve been the size of his head, but he was not complaining. He happily grabbed hold of it and sat down, leaning against Susie’s ear as he munched on the soft bread. It was very warm, and salted just right to where an audible mmm came from both James and Susie. Meanwhile, Gabby wasted no time digging into the fries, though she seemed to miscalculate how delicately she could do that. In just a few bites, bits of chili managed to coat multiple fingers and her lips. It was honestly really cute to watch how into the food she was, and it gave Susie some time to try and think of something to talk about.

“So, you’re really into skating then? This place is incredible and massive. It’s like we’re in some sort of arena.”

Gabby quickly snatched a napkin to wipe her mouth as she swallowed the food. “Y-yeah excuse me. I’m being a bit of a mess. I do really like to skate, and this place is really great. Decent prices, amazing amount of space. I’d come more often if I could, but I don’t really have much time usually. Between the gym and work, I hardly have as much free time as I’d like.”

“Hey, no problem on the messy part as long as I can get away with it too.” Susie then proceeded to dunk her pretzel into the accompanying cheese sauce and smear it across her lips as though it were lipgloss. Gabby nearly choked laughing, having to dig into her purse for a bottle of water to clear herself up. “Alright cheese lips, fair enough. So when you aren’t staring at me at the gym, what do you do?”

Seeing the success in making her laugh, a sudden rush of confidence came about Susie. She hardly even blushed at the gym comment. “Well, chili lips, I work for a travel agency. I pretty much map out a plan for people wanting to visit other states or countries. It’s pretty fun. I have a whole system worked out. They basically give me the place they want to go, I book a flight there with my own money and use it as an excuse to get a trip to somewhere new while also jotting down notes on things they should check out. It’s all online, so I can even work while I’m at these different places; and if I’m lucky, I’ll still be there when the client goes to visit. If that happens, then not only do I get money from the agency, but I can get the side hustle of giving the client a personal tour of what I just experienced which means bonus money for me. Of course I’d never tell the agency that or else they’d want a piece of that bonus, but that’s pretty much a good deal of what I do when I’m not… uh… staring at you.”

“Wow, that’s incredible! How many countries have you been to?”

“Oh, uh, nearly forty by now. What about you? Ever travel?”

“Oh, not really. I’ve only really visited other states, but always wanted to check out other countries.”

“Well that sucks. I think that you’d have a lot of fun outside the country.”

James smacked Susie’s earlobe, nearly causing her to spit out some pretzel. “Ask her about her job dummy!”

“O-oh right! What do you do for work that’s got you so limited for time?”

“I’m an assistant for a cosmetics company. I basically help plan the boss’ week, making sure we can get as much done as possible which usually means a lot of data entry, responding to various emails involving customer questions and complaints, and sometimes covering for my boss if she needs to take a call.”

“Of course someone as good looking as you works with cosmetics.”

“Well, I’m not really doing much with the cosmetics themselves, more so dealing with the people who get them.”

“Well you still look good. Also, all that stuff you just said sounds like it could be done online. I don’t see why you couldn’t do it while traveling.”

“Oh, well the boss is kind of more of a… hands on kinda gal. She doesn’t really like conversing with employees over the phone and thinks that things will become chaotic if I’m not talking to her in person about any plans.”

“Well that’s stupid. Sounds like your boss could use a vacation. Maybe one of these days I could hook you two up so she can get off your back and you can get some free time.”

Gabby’s eyes lit up at the idea and she leaned in close to where she was only a few inches away from Susie’s face. “You think you could actually do that?!” Gabby was getting close to the point that not only was Susie blushing, but she was growing concerned that she’d get a glimpse of her little wingman. Working with caution, she brushed a hand along her shoulder as though she were moving some hair out of the way, only to sneakily snatch James and confine him within her hand. “I mean sure. I don’t really know many people who’d say no to a trip away from work and it sounds like your boss could work online too. Maybe she just needs to see that as an option.”

“That would be awesome! Sounds like you’re already trying to find time to see me again~” Gabby continued to lean in, inadvertently showing off a great heft of her cleavage that left James in awe, all the while Susie tried her best to remain focused and not stare. “Careful, you’re getting awfully close there. Don’t want me getting cheese on your face.” 

“Is that a threat? Cause I think it’s having the opposite effect~” 

Before Susie could come up with a counter, Gabby reeled herself back and started to munch on a tender. “Don’t worry, we can talk about all of that later. Let’s just eat and continue to get to know each other a bit more. You have any hobbies outside of the whole travel thing?” Susie was about to respond, but nearly yelped at an abrupt vibrating within her hand. She had forgotten about her choice to grab James, and now he was starting to get wriggly, evidently wanting out from Susie’s closed hand. She cursed to herself as she tried to think of what to do. She couldn’t really get him back onto her shoulder and in grabbing him, she had snapped the threads that would’ve secured him. She was going to place him onto her lap, but she didn’t want to lose or forget him. She wound up staring blankly at her hand which caught Gabby’s curiosity. “Susie? Are you alright?”

Susie nearly jumped in her seat as Gabby reached out and grabbed hold of her hand. She quickly pulled her hand back and tucked it under her arm. There, she released her grip on James and left him to be clamped against her pit which was starting to grow moist as a result of her nervous sweats. “S-sorry. I just got lost in thought.”

“Anything you need to talk about?”

“Well, maybe…” Susie’s eyes widened as a new wriggling came from her pit. James was currently getting a mouthful of her sweaty skin and he wanted out. Unfortunately, Susie couldn’t afford any distractions for the time being and simply squeezed her arm tighter, sinking him in even further to prevent him from moving. “I maybe didn’t think this whole thing through.”

“The date?”

“Yes- er, well I definitely want to be here with you. I just have never actually been here… or really any roller rink for that matter. It’s not really something I’ve ever been the best at and I was going to just wing it, but I think that would be unfair to you since you’d probably rather have someone to skate with than skate on your own while I slip around all dumb.”

“And you think I’m gonna have a problem with you if you can’t skate? That’s ridiculous. Besides, I think you’ll do fine. You’ll just have to follow my lead and if you fall, I’ll be there to help you up and try again. It’s not going to be as bad as you think and I’m really enjoying talking to you so far. Why don’t you get some skates and we can continue chatting on the rink. We’ll go at your pace.”

Susie nodded and got up to make her way toward a counter where she could get a hold of some skates. As she tried to recall her shoe size, she felt a tingling from under her arm and remembered her tiny friend. She lifted her arm and peeled James off her pit and dropped him into her open palm. He was noticeably wet and had shrunken from two inches to about one. “Sorry James, I didn’t mean to put you there, but I was panicking and low on options. Are you ok? Is it just me or did you get smaller?”

James spent a few seconds spitting up what he could, looking up at Susie with disapproval as he crossed his arms. “You shouldn’t have taken me from your ear to begin with! I would’ve been fine up there!”

“But what if she saw you?”

“I don’t think she would have with how fixated her eyes were on you, but even if she did see me you’d just have to explain who I am!”

“Still working on how to go about doing that. You have any advice about the date itself so far?”

“Not really. You seem to be doing great so far and she seems really into you. I think you just have to go skate around and you’ll basically have secured the deal.”

“Really? You think so?”

“You could probably crash into everyone and she’d still be interested. You’re an awesome person Susie and she’s starting to realize that.”

Susie’s eyes softened as she peered at James. “If I knew I’d be getting compliments like this, I’d have stuck you into my pit earlier. Good to know that I’m not fucking up too much. Thanks James.”

“Yeah yeah, just put me back on your shoulder.”

“In a minute.” Susie figured that she was taking a bit too long, so she clenched her hand around James and talked with the person at the counter to get herself a pair of skates. She made her way back to the table and to her surprise, found Gabby finishing off the last tender. She had gone through all of them as well as the chili fries. It was kind of impressive, but Gabby soon started to get a bit flustered as she looked between Susie and the mostly empty tray. “Sorry, they were really good and you were taking a while. I can get some more if you want.”

“No no, that’s fine. I’m kind of full anyways.”

“Oh, well can i have the rest of your pretzel then?”

“Knock yourself out.” While Gabby happily devoured the remaining pretzel, Susie went to work on putting her skates on. It was proving quite difficult with just one hand, but she was still not set on where to relocate James. That was, until she glanced over to see Gabby munching on the pretzel. Just the slightest of movements caused her chest to jiggle and Susie quickly became lost within the exposed portion of chest that poked out from her V-neck. That’s when an idea crossed her mind, one that made her have to bite her tongue in order to avoid laughing. She knelt down and opened her hand, allowing James to stumble about and stretch. “Hey, thanks again for coming with me. I owe you big time, but I’m gonna have to let ya go. It’s going to be kind of tricky to learn how to skate while watching out for you, but don’t worry. I think I just found a safe spot for you to hang out in until I’m done.”

“What are you talking about? You don’t have to put me anywhere else. Just get another threa- AHCK” The tip of her finger swung into his body, sending him flying into the air. As he tried to recover from getting the wind knocked out of him, he came to see that he was headed straight for Gabby- or more accurately, her chest. He tried to scream out for either her or Susie to catch him, but Susie had already gone back to fixing her skates and Gabby was far too immersed in the delight of eating the pretzel. This left James with no one to answer his call, and he wound up falling straight into Gabby’s cleavage. If she weren’t currently dropping pretzel crumbs onto herself, she may have noticed the little bug of a man that was now wedged in her boobs. Licking her lips in satisfaction, Gabby got up and made her way over to get her own skates. She managed to put them on far quicker than Susie who hadn’t even managed to stand back up from her chair. 

The skates were well fastened, but every time Susie tried to stand, she started to wobble and would fall back into the seat. Gabby giggled at the sight and casually rolled up next to Susie. She popped a helmet onto each of their heads and passed some knee and elbow pads for Susie to put on. “You forgot these. Here, use me as a crutch.” She extremed an arm out for Susie to grip onto. Slowly, the redhead rose to her feet, her grip tightening the longer she stood. “Hey, try not to rip off my arm. Come on, let’s go.” Much to Susie’s horror, Gabby began to skate forward toward the actual roller rink. She felt like she was going to fall at any moment, but Gabby stayed firm in her stance to make sure that wouldn’t happen. “Stop thinking about falling. You think I haven’t fallen before? Everyone does at some point. You’ll be fine.” They finally entered the actual space to skate, and much to Susie’s dread, there were dozens of people on the rink. 

She tried to pull back, but Gabby countered and swung her forward all of a sudden while keeping a hold of Susie. This sent Susie screaming and flailing as Gabby used each of their weights as momentum to swing each other faster and further down the rink. Any time that Susie was about to fall, Gabby would spin her up and land her back onto her feet where she’d continue to wobble out of control. After a few minutes of panic, it seemed as though the adrenaline was settling down as Susie started to move less and allow herself to just drift alongside Gabby. Pleased with her refound composure, Gabby had the two swerve through the other skaters, looking to get a clear straight path where she could let Susie go off on her own. “You’re doing so well. Just breathe and sweep your feet forward. Don’t think about anything else other than that and following my lead.” Like a father letting their child ride a bike for the first time, Gabby went behind Susie and grabbed her by the hips as she pushed forward. Susie nearly fell over, not expecting  Gabby to get so hands on, but her actions did help to propel her forward. To her surprise, Susie was able to remain stable for the most part, growing a nervous smile as she wobbled her arms to be still and balanced. After a while, she got more comfortable and started to move forward on her own, enjoying the techno music in the background completely oblivious to the fact that Gabby had let go of her. By the time she did notice, she had made it to the railing that made up the border of the rink. She was baffled to see Gabby nearly at the other side, but Susie just chuckled, happy to have made it as far as she had.

Through all of the wild movements, James was literally getting chewed up by Gabby’s breasts, further sinking into them as if he were being gobbled up. It didn’t take long for him to wind up dead center between them and with each of her strides came a swinging weight as her boobs swung in sync with her movements. It was like being trapped between two plush wrecking balls that were still firm enough to flatten James. It evidently didn’t take much to build up a sweat either. Droplets started to form as Gabby moved and James soon felt a drop of sweat as big as him slide over his head. He instinctively tried to thrash about and avoid it, but he had no control. He didn’t even have a say in being able to breathe given how much he was being squeezed, yet that very same pressure kept him wheezing with his mouth free and open for Gabby’s sweat to seep in. It was as though the droplet had a mind of its own, slowly wanting to pass along his body to make sure he was drenched and got a good helping of the salty substance before continuing on to soak the rest of his body. 

Gabby took this opportunity to show off some of her skills along the way. She started to shift forward, swerving rapidly from left to right, building up a lot of speed before finally kneeling down and leaping up into the air. It felt like everything went still for a moment, the music numbed out and it was like all the lights were suddenly fixated on the levitating blond. Accentuated in a flurry of colors, Gabby outstretched her and extended her legs as though she were doing the splits mid air. It left Susie breathless. She was so graceful, so strong, and she could even see a bit of her underskirt which caused her to nearly lose her balance. For James, it was light he had been thrown up into the air. He felt weightless between her rising chest, only to feel her boobs come slamming down along with the rest of her body. It was enough to knock the little man out. Of course Gabby had no idea just how much she was abusing him and happily closed the distance between her and Susie. She came in so fast that she essentially used Susie as a buffer to catch herself, effectively stopping as the two pressed into one another and Gabby looked down into Susie’s eyes. Susie stuttered to come up with something to say, but all that escaped her lips was a simple “whoa…”

Gabby gave a flirtatious wink in response, gesturing for Susie to try and follow her. She then pushed off of Susie and began to skate along the edge of the rink, looking to loop around a few times. Eager to join, she tried letting go of the rail, only to flail in panic as she clung back onto it. Finding her balance was still going to take some getting used to and Susie had no interest in embarrassing herself by falling. She’d spend the next ten minutes slowly moving along the rink’s edge, trying multiple times to break off while keeping herself steady. With enough attempts and repeated encouragement from Gabby, Susie took a deep breath and finally pushed herself off the railing. Her arms wobbled a bit at first, but she was determined to keep Gabby’s attention. She began to take several strides forward, building up some speed before making a slight turn to try and work with the circumference of the rink. Much to her pleasure, she succeeded and quickly found the sweat spot for how to move and turn without losing her balance. She wasn’t doing any fancy tricks or anything, but she was mastering the basics. Gabby passed by, skating in reverse so she could get a good look at Susie. “Look at you. You seemed so scared before but you’re a natural. Give it a few more weeks and you’ll be doing this like a pro.” Gabby sped up a bit, spinning around as she zoomed throughout the rink, all the while watching to make sure that Susie was good. Her little motivational comments had really worked to make Susie feel much better about herself. She started to day dream over how wondrous it could be if she could manage the same moves as Gabby. This train of thought soon worked to turn Susie’s confidence into arrogance. That jump wasn’t too crazy, I can probably nail that and then she’ll think I’m even more amazing than I already am!

Susie broke off from the other skaters and made her way to one of the ends of the rink. She turned to face the other end, breathing rapidly as she gripped the rails. She swung herself forward and back several times trying to hype herself up before she launched herself forward. She felt a thrilling rush of energy as she managed to keep steady and continue to stride forward. She was picking up in speed, going faster and faster toward the gorgeous blond. Gabby was near the center of the rink where she had stopped to inspect her boobs. She had felt some sort of tingling sensation and was curious to check out what had caused it, but just as her fingers were about to brush up against James’ even smaller body, her eyes shifted over to Susie who was now headed in her direction. Easily more interested in that, she took her hand away from her breasts, wiping some sweat off against her skirt.  She waved over to Susie, cheering her on until she watched Susie start to crouch. “Uh, Susie?! What are you doing?!” With all her strength, Susie jumped up into the air. It took less than a second for her to regret this decision as she observed the floor below. Everything seemed to slow down once again as she contemplated her choices. She was about to fall flat on her face and ruin the whole day. 

She closed her eyes and braces for the fall, but much to her surprise, she didn’t slam into the floor. She instead managed to somehow catch herself on her skates and was continuing to move forward. She couldn’t believe it. She had actually managed to land! She was so excited with this accidental achievement that she failed to realize just how fast she was headed toward Gabby. Her face sank as she tried to think of a way to slow down, but it was far too late for her to figure that out now. She was going too fast, yet Gabby stood strong and held her arms out, ready to try and catch her.

After with an aching groan, James started to come to. It took very little for him to recognize where he was as Gabby’s resting breasts left him stuck without air and doused in sweat. He wasn’t sure as to why, but Gabby seemed to have stopped moving, which he took as a good thing. It was a much easier time without being swung about, and so he tried to keep calm and hope that they were finished with their skating and that Susie would get him out of here. Then, as though someone had thrown a boat at him, Susie came crashing into Gabby’s embrace. Even someone as experienced as Gabby couldn’t prepare for the impact and the two quickly went into a rapid spin together with Gabby trying to regain control. It was fruitless though as she could hardly balance herself and wound up tripping and falling flat on her back. There was a moment of stillness and silence before Susie opened her eyes. Gabby still had a firm hold of Susie during the fall, leading her to join her, but to her surprise, she hadn’t really felt much of an impact outside of her crash with Gabby. It took a couple seconds for her to understand why that was. As her eyes darted around, she came to realize that not only had Gabby cushioned the fall of her entire body, but Susie’s face in particular had managed to land right into the larger woman’s tits.

She became frozen with embarrassment as her face was literally sinking into the soft cushions. Part of her wanted to squeal, but most of her just wanted to keep still and pretend that this wasn’t happening. Even if she did try to speak, she would’ve been muffled out by the sheer density of Gabby’s breasts. She couldn’t bring herself to move, unaware of the fact that her chin was actually digging right into James and causing him to sink further as well. He could hardly tell what had happened as he fought to stay awake. All he knew was that he had been hit hard and he was fading into the depths of Gabby’s boobs. As for Gabby, she seemed to take the fall well and lifted her head up, only to lock eyes with Susie who’s entire face went red. “Not that I’m complaining, but you can probably get up. Of course if you’re enjoying yourself, feel free to stay a few minutes.”

Susie immediately scrambled to get to her feet, only to forget that she was wearing skates and fall flat on her butt. With a giggly smile, Gabby sat back up and held her arm out for Susie to grab hold of again. She hesitantly grabbed hold, not wanting to speak of what just happened. With her secure, Gabby stood herself up, lifting Susie up with her until they were both on their feet. “Are you ok?”

“Y-yeah I’m fine! What about you? You’re the one who cushioned me. You didn’t hurt yourself?”

“Eh, I’ve taken worse falls. Don’t worry about me. Besides, I wanted to make sure you didn’t get hurt, that’s why I cushioned you.”

“Thanks Gabby… I know I’ve been a bit of a handful. Sorry, you just looked like you were having so much fun on your own zipping around and I didn’t want to slow you down. You shakil t be having to worry so much about me-” A finger was pressed to Susie’s lips and Gabby pulled the red head close, enough to press their chests together. 

“Stop thinking that I don’t want to be here and don’t think that I don’t want to wait for you. We’re on a date, right? The whole point is for us to be together. And you’re more than just a handful, and that’s what I’m starting to really enjoy about you. I’ve loved every second of this. You’ve kept me interested ever since you talked to me at the gym and I thank you for asking me out. I’m not sure if I would've been able to ask myself. Just know that you’ve made my day and I don’t want you thinking otherwise.” 

“I… You…” Susie’s mind was absolutely stumbled, her face running hot as Gabby stared into her eyes. She felt like she’d fall even if she were off the rink, but Gabby wasn’t going to let her. She held Susie firm and tightened her embrace. It was like something in a movie, with lights dimming and the occasional flash of blue or red shining over Gabby and Susie. It felt like they were alone, as if everyone else had suddenly vanished. The only thing they could see now was each other. Gabby closed her eyes and leaned in, leaving Susie little choice but to dive right in and interlock their lips. Both seemed startled by one another’s actions, pausing for a moment to assure that this was happening. As soon as they did, they sank into one another’s affection. All the while Gabby squeezed her in tight. Susie couldn’t even break away if she wanted, and she was perfectly fine with that. She was busy enjoying what it felt like to get lost within Gabby’s embrace. Their boobs pressed tightly against one another and they could feel each other's breath as they continued to suck face. 

What was proving to be an unforgettable experience above was causing an immense strain on James body, Gabby’s breasts were heavy enough to mangle him when she moved, but now he had the additional pressure coming from her hug with Susie. It felt like he was going to pop, though he knew better by now that it wouldn't be that simple. After what felt like an eternity of being squeezed, James started to notice his body move, though it wasn’t by his own action and he felt no fingers digging in for him. Instead, the immense pressure, combined with his coating of sweat, had started to make James slide upward. In just a few seconds, he went from being crushed motionless to being launched out from Gabby’s cleavage like he had been shot from a cannon. Gabby and Susie just so happened to break away from their kiss just in time to see James fly up between them before landing with a bounce atop Susie’s left boob. The two shared an awkward moment of silence as they looked between James and each other. Susie didn’t really have any excuses in mind, but with how intimate the two had just been, she figured there was no point in lying. “So… that’s James…”  As expected, that wasn’t enough to really clear anything up, so Susie pulled Gabby off to the side where the two could remove their skates and sit more relaxed at one of the tables again. She and James went on to explain the situation, from Susie shrinking James to his participation in their date and his seemingly sporadic shifts in size. To both their surprise, Gabby seemed to be handling the information rather well, though it may have just been her lost wonder as to how any of what they were saying was even possible.

“Huh… I’ll admit that it’s a bit confusing still. I’m still kind of having trouble believing that this… or sorry, you are a real person.” Gabby curiously poked James, accidentally forcing him to fall into his butt. She immediately gasped and leaned in to try and help nudge him back onto his feet. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to knock you over. I’ll just take your guys’ word for it that this must be true.”

“I-it’s ok. Don’t worry about it. I’m not as fragile as I look.”

“Oh really?” Susie leaned in and blew a quick gust of wind that sent James flying off her hand and onto the table where he slid to a stop in front of Gabby. “You look pretty fragile to me.”

“Hey, don’t bully him. It must be pretty hard being so small. You saw how easily he got knocked over. It must be kind of scary dealing with people so much larger.” Gabby lowered her head to try and level herself with James, though she still had to look down in order to meet his gaze. This new angle was one that James was not ready to process. He was like an ant to her, not even tall enough to match her chin. And her eyes, bright and blue, were easy to get lost in.

“Alright alright ya dork, stop staring. You’re gonna make me jealous.” Susie tried to pull James back, but froze as Gabby stopped and held her hand in place, interlocking their fingers. Susie’s confidence went straight out the window once more as Gabby held a hand out for James.

“Hey, no need to get jealous over him. If anything, I’m jealous that I don’t have my own little cutie.” James hopped onto Gabby’s hand which gave her the opportunity to bring him up to eye level. “You two are both so adorable. I can’t believe it took so long for me to meet either of you. I really am so happy to have met you Susie. You too James. I want to kiss you so badly, but I’m afraid that I’d accidentally suck you up into my mouth.”

“Thanks for caring?” James held a hand to his chin, seriously contemplating if it was worth the risk to get a kiss from Gabby. If it was anything like Susie…. James shook his head, trying to keep his mind out of the gutter. He was lucky enough to have been freed from her tits, he didn’t need to wind up lost down her throat.

Susie finally managed to compose herself and doubled down on holding Gabby’s hand. “You really like getting touchy don’t you?”

“I’m sorry, I just thought with how much you’ve looked at me in the gym, getting to touch me was something you wanted. Especially whenever I get on the bikes. You think I can’t see, but there’s literally a mirror along the wall in front of me.” Susie was defeated yet again, covering her face as she rested her head on the table. Gabby placed James down and leaned in close to Susie, unknowingly steamrolling James beneath her chest as she whispered. “Just so you know, that doesn’t mean I want you to stop~”

Susie screamed into her arm, blushing mad all the while Gabby giggled and sat back down. “Is it wrong of me to think it’s cute when you get flustered?” Her gaze then trailed down to James who was flattened across the table. She quickly realized what had happened and cupped her hands around him. “James?! Did I? I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to! My stupid boobs are too big and I’m still trying to get used to there being a tiny guy around! Are you ok?!”

Susie seized this opportunity to chuckle and gain back some composure. “Do you think it’s wrong of me to find it so funny that you keep smothering him?”

“What do you mean to keep?! Wasn’t it just now and when we were skating?!” 

A near sinister cackle came from Susie as she thought of James’ little gym adventure. She was about to explain everything, but stopped when she realized she could leverage this later. “Sure sure, that’s what I meant. But don’t get too worked up, James has been getting smushed up a lot since he shrunk and he’s been fine. He can take a lot of punishment.”

“Really? That’s a relief… I mean- that isn’t an excuse to be ok with it! He probably doesn’t enjoy it!” It was music to his ears to hear someone care.

“Psh, if he didn’t enjoy it, he’d stop me from doing this~” Susie snatched James out from Gabby’s hands and pressed him into her moist armpit. “Hahaha! Much worse than earlier right? Gosh, even I can smell the BO from up here!” She could feel his frantic movements as he tried to free himself. The odor had ripened significantly and his eyes started to water at the smell. Alas, he was no match for Susie’s fingers.

“Hey, stop that!” Gabby tried to snatch James back, only to miss as Susie backed up a bit. Gabby quickly sprung into a chase with the two going back and forth for nearly five minutes, all the while Susie did her best to keep James smelling her pits. Thankfully for James, Gabby soon overpowered her and took him back into the safety of her hands. After an attempt to comfort him, she was amazed to watch as he started to vibrate and shrink down again. He was now one fourth of an inch tall. 

“So, without prying much more, it sounds to me like you keep shrinking when you find yourself exposed to sweat. It’s clearly not just skin on skin contact or and you say that you grew in that bath earlier. Sooo, maybe your body kind of works based on how hydrated you are?”

“Hm, I guess that kind of makes sense. So what, it’s the salt in the sweat causing me to get even smaller?”

“That’s the best reason I can come up with.”

“Well we could always test it. Susie walked back to the food kiosk, soon returning with a glass of water. Without warning, Susie snatched James and tossed him into the glass. The three waited for a few minutes before seeing a slight ripple within the water as James began to grow in size. “Well would ya look at that.”

“So he definitely needs to stay hydrated if he wants to stay at uh, what did you say his max was? Two inches?” Susie didn’t even hear Gabby, her eyes fixated on James. A wicked smirk came across her face as she plucked him out from the glass and brought him into her tank top. With her free hand, she lifted her left breast up, making just enough space for her to drag James’ face across the length of her under boob. She could feel his little screams and struggles to get out, but more than that, she felt a surprsising relief as his body rubbed against her skin. She had accumulated quite a lot of sweat from skating and James’ much cooler body felt amazing as it smeared across her humid sweat. Of course James shared a very different opinion as he was coated in Susie’s hot breast sweat. She had a finger pressed to the back of his head, making sure that he got a good face full of it; and his choice to try and scream had left his mouth wide open to unwillingly choke down several mouthfuls of her tit sweat. A tingling sensation started to come from his body, as though he were vibrating against her skin. It felt kind of good, almost like she was being tickled. Of course with the new information from Gabby, she soon pieced together what this tingling could mean. Susie couldn’t hold it in anymore and started to laugh as she rubbed him back and forth across her skin, finally pulling him away, only to introduce him to the humidity of her right boob. For nearly five minutes straight, James got a healthy helping of sweat and by the time she pulled him out for her and Gabby to see, James had shrunk down to just under a centimeter. Gabby was absolutely fascinated, looking in awe while Susie continued to laugh.

“What, you can’t tell me this isn’t hilarious. It’s just got to be a few degrees too hot and my body becomes a hazard. You must’ve been sweating up a storm Gabby. I wonder, how much sweat did you have to swallow?”

James and Gabby both shared a shade of red across their cheeks as they didn’t want to put any merit to Susie’s words. James didn’t even want to think about it and Gabby couldn’t believe what she had put him through, repeatedly apologizing for her mistake. Roughly an hour passed by and things seemed to settle down in terms of everyone getting all rosy cheeked. Of course James wasn’t all that pleased about smelling like boob and pit sweat, but Susie promised him a bath when they’d go home so they enjoyed their time together, up until Gabby got a glimpse of the time.

“Well, I suppose it’s getting kind of late. As much as I want to talk more with you two, I have to get up kind of early tomorrow for work.” Gabby leaned in and gave another quick smooch to Susie, unintentionally dangling her chest right over James. He couldn’t help but blush at the sight, and as Gabby broke away from the kiss, she grabbed James out from Susie’s hands and gave him a hug, completely smothering him against her cheek before handing him back to Susie. 

“Sorry that you had to get all crushed up in my boobs earlier. I hope it wasn’t too bad.”

“Y-yeah don’t worry about it…” James could hardly stand, feeling a bit shy with how affectionate Gabby was being toward him. Meanwhile Susie was trying to find the words for her response, a bit thrown off from the kiss. “T-This was nice. I don’t know if I got any better with my balance on wheels, but I wouldn’t mind falling with you again sometime…”

“Let’s make it a plan for date number two. This time you pick a place for us to fall. Anywho, I’ll see you two later. Susie, you better be treating this cutie right. I want to see both of you as soon as possible. Remember you have my number so please don’t hesitate to call me later tomorrow!” With that, Gabby made her way to her car and headed on home; and Susie soon followed suit, getting into her own car and driving herself and James back to her apartment. The entire drive was more or less silent as the two reflected on what had happened. As soon as she made it to her apartment and closed the front door behind her, she leaned against it and sighed before breaking no the silence and squealing with glee. She held James out in front of her, smiling from ear to ear as she nuzzled him up to her cheek. “Thanks a ton James. That might’ve just been the best night of my life, and I owe it all to you. Sorry about throwing you into her tits. I didn’t really know where to put you and I figured a pair of boobs was better than hiding you in my skates. And hey, now we know how your whole shrinking thing works. It’s funny to think that your body could get smaller just because I happened to be a bit sweaty, but now you know how to grow back, assuming you’re not stuck somewhere.”

“Come on, don’t look at me like that. I probably could have thought of something better, but look, I’ve got something that’ll make you forget all about that. I put some thought into what I’d want to experience if I was as small as you. It might be simple, but hear me out. Something as soft as Gabby’s boobs, but without all the crushing weight or sweat!” James had to admit that he was curious, cocking an eyebrow as Susie carried him into her room. “So now that we know I just need water to grow back, could you get me some?”

“We could do that, or… we keep you like this so that you can get the greatest amount of comfort possible with a country sized pillow!” As much as he’d enjoy a shower, she had a point which led him to ignore the need to clean himself for now. 

“Alright let’s try it out.”

“That’s the spirit!” Susie made her way to her bed and quickly dropped James upon one of her pillows. James was starting to wonder if Susie would ever take him somewhere without dropping him, but unlike the many previous discomforts that would come after, the sensation he felt upon landing left him in a speechless awe. The surface of the pillow was cool to the touch and softened the impact like nothing he had experienced thus far. Given how lightweight he currently was, he didn’t really sink into the pillow, but if anything that was a positive. It was an endless expanse of cushion and as he shifted himself into it, he nearly got chills from how good it felt. He had never been so comfortable.

“Soooo?” Susie held her arms back as she leaned in to get a look at her minuscule friend. She was very eager to know if it was as good as she had imagined, and to some degree felt jealous that she couldn’t experience it with him.

“This is incredible…” James turned his head to Susie, yawning in the process as he stretched and shifted some more. “I don’t even know how to explain… I don’t even want to go to sleep, just so I can experience this for longer, but…” Another lengthy yawn escaped him, and his eyes started to soften with each passing second. “Thank you Susie. I love this… you are… murmerurhms…” As if all the crushing complications had completely vanished from his mind, James closed his eyes and sank into what would be the best sleep of his life. Susie tried her hardest to keep quiet, internally screaming at how cute James was being. He looked absolutely adorable passed out on the pillow, and as much as she kind of wanted to coddle him, she knew he deserved a rest after today. And now that he wasn’t awake to sneak a peek, Susie wasted no time in stripping out of her tight jeans, cooing at the relief. She removed her tank top as well, quickly tossing that to the wall along with her jeans. Relatively less restrained in a black bra and matching panties, she slid herself into the bed, resting her head comfortably on the pillow next to the one James was resting on. For a moment, she pondered if James would get cold, but wasn’t sure how to go about warming him without smothering him beneath the blankets. For now, she’d just shrug it off and nuzzle into the blankets herself. If James had any issues, he could tell her in the morning. As Susie drifted off, the two enjoyed a very pleasant rest… for about three hours.

James was deep in sleep before a hand came swatting him awake. Before he could even scream, he slammed into the floor. He struggled onto his hands and knees, trying to figure out what had happened. Up above, Susie had just woken up and was trying to make her way to the other side of the bed. In her groggy wake, she failed to notice what she had done. She didn’t even glance toward the other pillow, simply scooting herself over to the bed’s edge. It would evidently take a while before she’d get used to the idea of there being a tiny person in her bed, but for now, her only focus was getting to the bathroom. James slowly sat up, but as soon as he did so, Susie’s foot came smashing down on top of him. He was squished flat between the ball of her foot and her toes. The entirety of her weight pressed into him, but due to his somewhat awkward positioning, he was able to avoid some of the pressure that otherwise would’ve squeezed him flat. Unfortunately, it seemed as though he had become stuck to her skin. This left him with the displeasure of getting a faceful of funky toe. Susie clearly hadn’t taken a shower since coming back from the roller rink and there was a sticky layer of dried sweat that helped to adhere him to her.

Susie wasn’t the most graceful when sleepy, and it showed as she stumbled and stomped her way over to the bathroom, hammering James into the floor with every step. And with each step, his body was further smothered into her skin. It was noticeably soft, but due to her chaotic motion, each step came with the occasional twist which left further rubbed James’ face into the foul smelling foot. All he wanted was to distance himself, but it became more and more challenging to move the more she walked. By the time she made it to the toilet, he had become wedged between her toes. He could see what looked like a bit of moist sock lint that he had the displeasure of being face to face with. It seemed to mock him as it was hardly smaller than himself. Had he really been reduced to sock lint?  

Susie struggled far more than she should have to take off her underwear, wiggling them off her hips before kicking them across the room until they hit a wall just opposite to where the toilet was. Free of her undergarments, she plopped herself onto the seat and began to relieve herself. Squished as he was, James was grateful to have her foot as a sort of buffer to muffle out the sounds that echoed throughout the porcelain. He could tell that Susie was a bit off, clearly not all there given how she was walking; and though it was a bit of a rude awakening, he didn’t bother to struggle much as he both wanted to avoid an awkward encounter in the bathroom and figured he’d be free as soon as she laid back in the bed. That’s what he wanted to think at least to make it feel better. In reality, he had no hope in breaking loose as he was. He was too small and it seemed like he was destined to join her toes for the night. 

As Susie finished relieving herself, she became more aware of the issue that came with her choice to toss her panties. They lay a good few feet in front of her, but in her drowsy state, it was like a mile long stretch that she was reluctant to bother with. If it were any other night, she would’ve shrugged it off and went back to sleep naked, but she was just awake enough to remember that she had a tiny guest in her bed and even if they were close friends, she wasn’t so sure if she was ready to have him peeping a glance at her nude glory. After giving herself a wipe, Susie reached out with her foot, hoping to get ahold of her panties without having to get up. Sure, she’d have to get up regardless, but to her, this would minimize how much energy she’d have to put into it. With the weight lifted off of him, James was able to breathe again. For a moment, James was blinded by the bright bathroom light, but as his vision came to, he was confused to see what looked like a pair of panties. Even stranger, he was being brought closer to them. He looked up to see her toes outstretched, and it finally connected that Susie was trying to grab hold of her underwear. Much to his soon to be dismay, she was just in range for her toes to make contact with the waistband of her underwear. She used her big toe to drag the garment a bit closer, just enough to where she could use all of her toes to get a firm grip of her panties. This of course was anything but ideal for James as he was now being squeezed between Susie’s toes, all the while getting a face full of pantsu. Satisfied with her success, she reeled in her foot and grabbed the panties with her hands. However, as soon as she relaxed her toes’ grip, James seemed to loosen up and fall.

He had expected a hard fall with the tile, but instead landed rather softly into something far more cushioning. He was thankful to have avoided the hard fall, but as he adjusted to his new location, he was petrified to realize that he was now lying within the loose fabric of Susie’s panties. It was like a titanic hammock that he swung within as Susie stood up from the toilet and began to stick her feet through the leg holes of the underwear. He screamed at the top of his lungs, hoping that Susie would stop, but she was too focused on getting back into her bed to pay attention. He looked up and watched her bare ass grow closer. If he weren’t about to get up close and personal with it, he’d have found it beautiful. He tried not to panic too much though. As far as he could tell, these were panties, meaning he’d just be along the outside of her ass and as soon as she went back to bed, he’d be able to wiggle his way out.

To his misfortune, Susie wasn’t in the mindset for neat and gentle. With one swift tug, James was instantly wedged deep within her crack. He was immediately shrouded in darkness and tried to move, but her cheeks were so heavy. He could hardly budge a muscle, and with how small he was, he knew his chances of getting her to feel him were slim. As he had experienced before, breathing was pretty much out of the question, but he figured that going unconscious was his best bet given the circumstances. Of course he knew he wouldn’t be so lucky, so he instead tried to calm down and prepared to give it his all to squirm, but any efforts were literally pulverized as she walked toward the sink. Those few steps resulted in her ass cheeks grinding James’ body into a battered mess. Her cheeks rested upon him once more and he could merely sit there and endure it. With her hands washed, she continued to walk back toward the bed, completely smothering James between her fleshy cheeks. It was so overwhelming and he couldn’t take the idea of being lost yet again up someone’s butt. And so, with all his strength, he got a mouthful off her skin and bit down as hard as he could.

To his amazement, Susie did feel him, letting out a bothered groan that even he could hear; but he unfortunately didn’t have the strength necessary to actually hurt her. His little bug bite did nothing more than cause that spot of her ass to itch. As a result, Susie brought her hand around and dug her fingers into the back of her underwear, working to scratch away at the bothersome itch. Her panty clad fingers pushed against James’ back and sent him deeper into her crack, all the while smearing him against her skin as if she were specifically using him as a butt scratcher. By the time she had satisfied her itch and pulled her fingers back, her nails had left a noticeable indent on James’ back as he mumbled in discomfort, he found himself pressed up against an all new kind of surface. Unlike the skin of her cheeks, it felt far more rubbery in texture with a slightly oily feel to it. More than that was an immense heat that emanated off its surface. He couldn’t quite figure out what he was feeling until he made the mistake of breathing. There was slightly less pressure where he was now which had allowed him to take a deep inhale of air, but as soon as he did so, he immediately realized where he had wound up. The smell was horrendous, quite possibly one of the worst things he had inhaled since getting so small, and with such a strangely different feel, he came to the begrudging conclusion that he was currently face to face with Susie’s asshole. This realization sent him flailing about as he tried to distance himself from the rancid pucker, but as he pushed, his hands and arms simply sank into the wrinkles of her hole. This led him to further panic and with his slightly more generous space, he was free to squirm to his heart's content. If only Susie wasn’t so tired, she might have bothered to check what was bugging her. Alas, all she could will herself to do was bring her fingers back in to rid herself of the inconvenience. James soon felt the familiar presence of her nails against her back and now his head and he was swiftly smashed up against the pucker he so desperately wanted to avoid. His face was rubbed across the many wrinkles of her hole, used once again as a scratcher to rid her ass of the itch he had caused. He couldn’t believe this. Was this really what he was getting as a reward for all his troubles? A face full of butt hole? How could things have gone so wrong? If he ever got out of this, he had to make sure he never told Susie about what he was going through. It was beyond humiliating and disgusting and he knew that she’d never shut up about it if she found out. He wondered if he could try a slower approach, with movements that wouldn’t trigger Susie’s attention, but as soon as he started to back up, she leaped back into the bed, landing flat on her stomach as she readied herself to doze back off. This sudden motion pretty much sent James slamming right back on top of her butt hole. From walking to laying down, Susie’s pucker now worked as James’ makeshift floor and he was presented with a brand new threat as it quivered from his touch. He now wanted anything other than to get her attention for if she tried scratching now, he’d run the risk of being plunged further into Susie than he’d like to imagine. So there he was, stuck having to remain still against her asshole for however long she decided to sleep. He’d spend unknown hours drenched in his own sweat as her hole radiated with an unreal amount of heat and a stench that would keep him awake and gagging for the entire night; but at least Susie could sleep soundly knowing that everything in the day had gone well, and drifting back into unconsciousness was a perfect way to end it. 

It had been several weeks since the success of Susie and Gabby’s date, and with the reveal of James, the three had become a near inseparable trio. Susie already had a natural attachment to her little friend, but Gabby seemed to have an extreme interest in making sure that James and her were on good terms. James never got into much detail with what he had been through with her, but she got the sense that whatever it was hadn’t been pleasant; and though she had no part in knowing that he was anywhere within her clothing, she felt immense guilt in knowing she had put him through any form of discomfort. She wanted nothing more than to make up for it and actively looked for ways to help James feel more comfortable around her. While this certainly played a role in how she treated him, she couldn’t help but appreciate him for what he had done for her. As far as Gabby had come to understand, James was a very kind individual who deserved nothing more than her affection. He had been incredibly understanding of her accidental smotherings, both at the gym and at the roller rink, and once Gabby learned of his involvement in getting her and Susie together, she became endlessly grateful. As a bonus, she found his diminutive size to be both remarkable and adorable. She found herself staring on multiple occasions, simply caught up in the wonder of how someone could wind up so small, and though it was a bit strange to have eyes on him so much, it was reassuring to know that Gabby at least seemed interested to know of his whereabouts.

As the weeks went by, Susie and Gabby continued to grow close, going on dozens of dates with James tagging along for the fun. While a great deal of their adventures were pleasant, there was the continued dilemma of his diminutive size. He was often still victim to whatever nonsense Susie felt like subjecting him to, and both her and Gabby had their fair share of unknowingly mashing him up. Sure, he was starting to get more adjusted to his size, but it didn’t do much to change up how difficult things could get. Something that did make him feel better about the whole situation was when Susie pointed out just how much his body had changed. Of course he was tiny now, but with all the time he had spent dealing with the various weights that came from their bodies, his body had gone through quite the strain; enough to where he had developed a much more defined physique than he had ever had back at his normal size. He could actually see the definition in some of his arm and leg muscles and any gut he may have had was now a slim, toned stomach. This of course filled him with conflicting thoughts as he struggled to believe that it might have been possible that this whole shrinking problem had wound up being something that benefited him. Either way, it was well appreciated to hear the various compliments from the two on how good he looked and how much they seemed to want him around. There hadn’t been a single date in which he wasn’t a part of the action in one way or another.

All of that led to what was now two months later with James currently nestled between Gabby’s planetary breasts with his head just barely poking out from the top of her cleavage. The titanic blond was fully nude, laid out on her back while Susie was making out with her lower lips. James had been at the center of their love making for nearly an hour and was completely drenched in a mixture of Gabby’s breast sweat and Susie’s saliva as she had just finished giving Gabby’s body a thorough tongue bath. She had made sure to put extra emphasis on losing her tongue within Gabby’s chest, wanting James to be in on the fun. He now lied snug in place with a bright red face. He could feel the pounding beat of Gabby’s heart below, and with the resting weight of her chest pressing against his sides, he was more than out of breath. Even so, what had just transpired had easily been the best experience of his entire life, and he was honestly ready to take a nap, but the various grunts and moans coming from his roommates was difficult to ignore. Soon enough, a loud gasp escaped Gabby and James was greeted by Susie’s face which hung just above him. She was breathing heavily, and he watched several droplets of sweat fall from her chest to Gabby's, then in one abrupt motion, Susie let herself drop. Her breasts came crashing into Gabby’s as the two embraced into a tight hug, both panting from their recent love session. Aside from his head, James’ entire body was completely mashed between Gabby’s tits, leaving him to weakly squeal as the air left him. He would’ve been left to drown in the booba if it weren’t for the pinching fingers of the panting blond that plucked him free before placing him just above her chest so that he rested along her collar bone.

“Oh wow, you’re already down an inch or so. Sorry about that.”

“I-it’s alright. I’m used to it by now….”

“Huff… that’s his way of saying he secretly loved it~” James’ face remained red as he ignored Susie’s comment, inadvertently confirming her theory to both her and Gabby.

“So you’re actually starting to like this now? Even with all the sweat” 

“Huff… and he huff… argued against being small when we did this.”

“You know that I still wouldn’t mind being turned back to normal, right?”

“Yeah, but the facility we’d have to go to is like on the other side of the country and they expect me to spend twenty bucks? Fuck that and fuck them. I shouldn’t have to go through that effort to fix a flaw in their app.”

“And besides that, you’re just so cute like this James. I don’t know if I’d be able to sleep anymore without my little bed bug all close and snug~”

James’ face went even redder as he recapped the pleasures of the last few weeks. Susie and Gabby had decided to move in together, both ditching their old apartments in exchange for a slightly bigger and nicer one for the two to share; and with how small he now was, James didn’t really have a good reason to sleep at his own house. This led to many nights slept snugly between two gorgeous women of gigantic proportions. And while there were plenty of times where he fell victim to someone rolling over, he had plenty of well rested nights on the cushiony bed and sometimes atop the plump cushions that were Susie and Gabby’s boobs. When they weren’t crushing him, they made for marvelous beds that kept him warm and comfortable. Even on the occasions where he accidentally slipped between one of their breasts, he had to admit that it wasn’t all that bad. Even when flattened to a pancake, he was actually starting to enjoy the prospects of being compressed by giant titties.

“Are you saying you haven’t enjoyed your time with us?” That couldn’t have been farther from the truth. He couldn’t believe how much had changed since he originally shrunk. It was accurate to assume that his relationship with Susie had certainly gone beyond just friends, and Gabby was just so wonderful. It felt a bit strange at first when he was initially asked to be part of this three way, but given the results, he had no complaints. “I’ll take that dorky face of yours as a no~”

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

“Ah! Fuck!” Susie flipped over and nearly fell out of the bed. “Who the hell is that?”

“I should probably get dressed, right?” Susie sat up slowly, unintentionally causing James to slide back down from her collar bone and get half of his body wedged between her boobs. Even after she did realize, James didn’t seem to be having any complaints; so instead of fishing him out, she gave him a very gentle pet on the head with her finger.

“No, you stay all sexy there with James. I’ll go tell whoever it is to fuck off.”

Susie walked out of the room, grabbing a towel along the way to cover her curvatures as she made her way to the front door. Standing at the other side of the door was the landlord of the entire apartment complex, Raychanette. Having your landlord stop by unannounced certainly didn’t bode well, but at the very least, she had something good to look at. With smooth skin comparable to that of dark chocolate and flowing locks of curly black hair, Susie couldn’t help but admire the woman. For someone in her late thirties, she was surprisingly well kept. If Susie didn’t know any better, she’d think they were only a few years apart. Raychanette was one for professionalism and regularly wore a light gray suit with matching pants. It wasn’t the most accentuating to the body, but even so, she made it look good. Unfortunately, Ray didn’t seem to be here for compliments as her brown irises glared into Susie’s soul. It looked like it was gonna be one of those days.

“Uh, hey there Ray, what’s up?”

“Don’t be acting all friendly with me, Susie. I’ve been getting emails about you two shaking up the whole complex! Everyone can hear you “going at it” and it’s beyond inappropriate. I’m not faulting you for wanting to be intimate. I can understand that part, but at least have the decency to keep it between yourselves. It shouldn’t be possible for residents that are literally three rooms away to hear you guys.”

“Listen, you don’t understand. If you had what we had going on right now, you wouldn’t even be acknowledging those stupid emails.”

Raychanette wasn’t even sure if she wanted to recognize what Susie had said, but wanting to give her the benefit of the doubt, she crossed her arms and sighed. “Could you elaborate?”

“Well clearly you seem to be aware that I was getting into it with my woman and if you knew what I was doing to her, you’d understand why there may have been some noise. I honestly don’t think it’s worth the bother to complain. Really it just sounds like our neighbors are being bitches.

Raychanette brought a hand to her face, regretting her choice to hear Susie out. “So… you’re telling me that if I were to be having sex, I’d ignore the fact that you’re disrupting over a dozen other residents?”

“Yes, I mean no… kind of? That’s definitely part of it, but there’s also more than just two of us.”

“What? Where- no, that doesn’t even matter. Why would you tell me that you were having a threesome? And how does that change anything? It’s certainly no excuse for the noise.”

“Ah, but that’s the thing. It’s not just any threesome!” 

Gabby covered her face with her hands, squealing in embarrassment at how open Susie was being. She wasn’t even trying to be secretive and both James and Gabby could hear her spouting about their recent romance. She quickly retreated into the covers of the bed to hide with James and keep herself from hearing Susie try to explain the details of their love making.

“We actually have something that nobody in the world has access to and I’m not talking just once in a lifetime love stuff. I mean if you knew what it was, I’d probably have to fend you off.”

“Look Susie, I can’t be getting complaints so often. I could lose a bunch of residents if you keep this up. Either you’re going to get quiet or you’re going to have to leave.” Raychanette turned to walk off, but was grabbed by the shoulder and spun back around to face Susie.

“W-wait! You can’t just leave like that. I didn’t finish explaining. You didn’t even get to see what I was talking about.” 

“You really want me to stick around to see what gets you and Gabby going? I’m not that interested in seeing a sex toy.”

“Trust me, you’ll want to see this one.”

“I doubt that it will make any difference, but sure. Show me the reason I had to bother coming here.”

Susie nodded and rushed back inside to grab ahold of James. Ray could hear some arguing taking place. Evidently Gabby had some more self respect to keep from sharing everything with her. She quickly rushed back out and presented James to the landlord.

“Uh, you guys get off to a toy?”

“Not a toy, and hi Raychanette. Nice to finally meet you.”

Raychanette leaped back, not expecting to hear the little man talk. After confirming what she just heard, she leaned closer and got a clearer view of the tiny man. “What the hell is this?”

“This is James. I’m kind of the secret roommate who’s living here with Susie and Gabby. Sorry if I didn’t get to meet you before, but I didn’t really think we’d ever have a reason to talk.” James looked back and glared up at Susie who simply smiled back and waved.

“Right… so I’m still kind of not understanding this at all. You have a little bug man toy that can talk? I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Well it’s more complicated than that. This is James. We go back and not too long ago-” Susie spent the next ten minutes explaining the whole ordeal of how James came to be so little, all the while Ray continued to lean closer with wide eyes as she tried to process the information. Gabby had decided to get more involved and dressed up in a loose t-shirt and pajama shorts before meeting everyone else at the door. “Hey Raychanette. You doing well?”

“Not sure…”

“So, what do you think?”

“I just… How is any of what you said even possible? I mean, the more you explained and the more I looked, the more real he seemed to be, but that can’t be.” 

“I was confused too, but he’s real.” Gabby insisted this by placing a hand by Susie’s. James quickly ran over and hopped into the blond’s palm where he was quickly brought up and given a series of smooches.

Ray was in disbelief and backed up to take a breather. She had difficulty taking her eyes off of James, but tried to compose herself to focus back on Susie. “Despite my trouble believing this to be real, and whether it is or not, James isn’t a good enough reason for you two to be so noisy. I’m going to have to remain firm that if you don’t settle down, I’ll have to evict you both.”

Susie looked between James and Gabby, hoping either had some idea on how to respond, but then gasped as she grabbed hold of Ray’s shoulders. “Well, maybe what you need is some time with James so you can better understand why I think these complaints are an overreaction.”

“What?!” Gabby wasn’t sure if she had heard correctly, but Susie confirmed it as she continued.

“If you had some time to hang out with what is easily the coolest boy toy on the planet, you’d feel much better about this whole situation and probably beg us to stay.” Susie quickly snagged back James and held him up close to Ray’s face. James didn’t know what Susie was implying, but he didn’t like it. He sat there in silence, staring into Raychanette’s immense pupils. They stared into him unlike the way Susie or Gabby looked at him. There was something unsettling about it to where he couldn’t help but look distressed.

“What use do you think I’d have for a tiny bug man?”

“I can see it in your eyes. You’re super curious to explore this whole idea of a small man in the palm of your hand. No artificial anything, no magic nonsense, just a fully real, cute little guy who could answer any curiosities you have.”

“What are you talking about?” Gabby yanked Susie back into the apartment to try and get a minute of privacy from Ray. “Answer any curiosities?!”

“Are you trying to sell me?!” Added James as he

“No, of course I don’t want to sell you. I’m just trying to keep us from getting evicted and we’re not paying any extra rent bullshit or keeping ourselves any quieter. The ‘other residents’ are bitches though so if you could just entertain the idea of keeping Ray interested, maybe we can get away with staying without any issues.”

“I hardly know her though. I don’t really feel all that comfortable going off with a stranger.”

“Yeah, I don’t know if Raychanette would be as understanding as we’ve come to be of how James is.” Gabby brought James up to her cheek to nuzzle in with him. “What if she accidentally hurts him?”

“Are you serious? James is like literally unkillable and Ray’s a reasonable person. And she’s not a stranger, she’s our landlord. She’d likely listen to James if there was anything to worry about.”

Before they could continue their dispute, Susie received a tap on the shoulder. “Let’s say I’m… interested in what you’re saying. Is he alright? Like, how much do I have to worry about hurting him? He’s not gonna just die if he falls over is he?”

“Nope! He’s quite the tough little bug. He just endured a whole hour between Gabby and I, so he’ll be fine with whatever you want to do with him.” Susie leaned back to whisper to Gabby and James with a confident smirk. “Seeeee, she’s totally interested in James’ safety!”

“Would I be able to bring him back to my home?”

Susie’s confident smirk turned into blank confusion as she straightened back out. “Uhhh, you want to take him?”

“Well I have lots of work to do back at my house. If I were to spend any time with him, it would be better for me to be able to do so while on my computer. I think that he could keep me good company for a while.”

“What do you mean a while?”

“Well, this is my proposal. You’ve succeeded in getting my curiosity. I planned to get a bunch of work done over the weekend, which you can assume isn’t all that exciting. So, how about you lend me your little friend there for three days. I’ll stay in touch over the phone so that you can check in and I can update you on his well being. After those three days, I’ll consider letting you three live here without any bother.”

“Could you give us a minute to discuss?” Susie went back in to again chat in somewhat better privacy. “So, what do you guys think?”

“What do you mean? He’s not going for three days. Are you crazy?” Gabby held James away from Susie like a protective mother.

“Why would she need three days with me?!”

“I don’t know. You’re so cute and lovable, I mean who doesn’t want to spend all their time with you?”

“You clearly.”

“Don’t be like that. It’s only for a few days and then we’re good! You guys seriously want to go and look for a new apartment?”

“We don’t even know if she’ll let us stay. She said she’ll consider it. We may send James off for nothing!”

“Still, don’t you think we should at least try? If we can get on her good side, maybe we can get away with other things too.”

“Then try getting her out on a vacation out of the country or something like that. You don’t think she’d appreciate that?”

“Maybe she would, but we’d have to plan that out for weeks and that means weeks of us not getting to experience what we just had this morning, James included. If we have a way to convince her to let us off the hook right now, I think it’ll speed things up for what we can do here.”

“Maybe it is worth a try…” Both Gabby and Susie had to pause a moment to process what had been said before turning their gazes to James.

“What are you saying?” Gabby looked with such dread and worry as she held James up to be more or less at eye level with her and Susie. “You want to go with Ray?”

“Look, I don’t really agree with the whole lending me out idea, but if it helps all of us to keep the place, maybe it's not that bad of a thing if I were to go out.”

“Taking one for the team? Didn’t really expect that, but I respect it. “Susie made an attempt to grab James, but Gabby was quick to hug him tight to the point of knocking all the air out of him.

“You don’t have to go. Just stay here with us and we’ll think of something else!”

“Gabby, he can’t breathe.” With a gasp, she released him and let him fall into her hands so he could catch his breath. “I’m glad you’re seeing it like me, James. I think this is worth a shot and if it doesn’t go so well, let’s just say Gabby and I will be more than willing to compensate you for your efforts~ I mean, if we’re gonna get kicked out for being noisy anyways, may as well break a few walls, right?”

Both James and Gabby became a flustered mess at Susie’s words. James had already convinced himself to go, but now he had the bonus motivation in the back of his mind that he’d get to experience something even greater than what he had this morning. Ready as he’d ever be, he hopped over to Susie’s hand, waving back to Gabby who blew a flurry of kisses his way as Susie walked him back to Raychanette.

“Alright Ray, you’ve got yourself a deal. You get him for three days. Also, if you’re fine waiting, he can actually get a bit bigger than this. You just have to keep him hydrated and he’ll wind up a full two inches. I know that may not sound like much, but you notice the difference after a while.”

“No, I think I’m fine with him at this size. You don’t need to bother making him any larger than this.”

“Oh, well alright. I guess you can take him then. Just make sure you bring him back once the three days are up.” Susie held out her palm, giving James the opportunity to hop onto Raychanette’s

“Of course. I will be sure to keep James with me at all times. Thank you both for allowing me to explore this new curiosity. I hope you two enjoy your time and we’ll talk about this whole noise issue more when I come back.”

“See ya James! Have fun!”

“We’ll be thinking of you the whole time!”

The three waved at each other all the way until Raychanette got into her car. To his surprise, she had been very careful with how she was holding him and gently placed him down on the passenger seat as she buckled up and started to drive out. It was a bit awkward for the first ten minutes of the drive, with occasional glances from Ray being the only form of socialization that James got. Hoping to get a little less uncomfortable, he decided to speak up.

“So, you seem to still be a little confused there.”

“It is taking me a while to convince myself that you’re there right now. I had no idea that there was a resident the size of a bug in my complex. You know normally if we hear about a bug problem, it means we have to call the exterminators and all that. Glad I came over today so we could nip this infestation early.” Raychanette looked over with a smile, but grew confused as James seemed to be disturbed by her comment. “Sorry, that was meant to be a joke.” James let out a forced chuckle, trying to find the funny part of the joke, but he couldn’t shake the strange feeling that the comparison gave him.

“You’re clearly far different than any bug I’ve seen and I doubt you’ll cause much commotion. Though if I am to take Susie’s word, you seem to spark something in her and Gabby that make them very… loud. I will admit, even with how small you are, you don’t look bad.”

“O-oh well thanks. I hope it doesn’t come off in any wrong way, but I think you look really nice too.”

“I’m delighted to hear you think so. It’s not often that people bother to say anything to me unless they have a problem.”

“Well, I don’t want to be a problem for you. Hopefully we can have a good time together. And I’m sorry that Gabby, Susie, and I have caused you to get any complaints. Everything’s kind of loud for me at this size, so I can’t really tell how bad it would be for everyone else.”

“Oh don’t worry yourself with those thoughts. Once we get home, I want your attention on me. I only have you for a few days and then I have to return you. I don’t want to waste the time discussing people and issues that aren’t here.”

“Oh, alright. Fair enough I guess…”

The remainder of the car ride was relatively silent, and as they approached her home, Raychanette lifted James up to give a nice view of what looked to be a very nice house. It was two stories tall and even had an extension to the side which turned out to be the garage where they would wind up parking within. She made her way out of the car and into her home, carrying James within her palm so that he could get a clear view of her home. It was very clean and well put together. James couldn’t help but admire the design and effort Ray must’ve gone through to get things looking so good. For all the trouble her residents seemed to cause her, it was comforting to see that she was at least treating herself to be able to live in such a nice place.

“So… anything you want to talk about in particular? Any questions?” James wasn’t given an immediate response. Instead, she continued to what looked to be Ray’s living room. She made a B-line toward a very large U shaped couch and as she sat down, she kicked off her shoes and dropped James onto her lap. As he recovered back to his feet, he found himself sinking a bit into her thighs. They were very soft, yet all that walking throughout the apartments had led them to develop a level definition and firmness that made it a stable enough surface for him to walk across with relative ease. After a few seconds of thigh marching, he looked up to see Raychanette staring down at him. She seemed a bit perplexed still by his presence, but soon enough she found the words to get things going.

“Alright, James. This is what’s going to happen. I need a break. I’ve been doing so much lately and while I’m kind of used to all the work, my feet are killing me. It’s been nonstop going here and going there to check and see what’s wrong throughout the apartments and every step I take has my feet aching for rest. I was planning to go to a massage parlor to help work out the knots, but since coming to terms with your existence, I can’t help but find myself more interested in finding out m how it would feel to have someone of your… stature… dealing with my feet instead.”

James was able to follow pretty well up until the last sentence. He honestly had it pretty nailed in his mind that he was here for conversational support, but as he continued to look up at her, she continued to grow a more stern look on her face. He tried to think back to what they had discussed before, hoping that he had misunderstood something, but for the life of him, he couldn’t. What she was saying now was brand new. “I-I thought you had work to do.”

“I do, but I’m hardly going to be as efficient if I have to keep dealing with this discomfort. You know how often I’m on my feet having to deal with residents? There are over two hundred individuals living in that complex. There isn’t a day where I don’t have to show up to help explain something and all that walking has got my soles sore.”

“Ok, so I get you’re really tired and want something to relax, but there’s gotta be something else you’d rather do. Are you sure you don't want to try going to the parlor? I can come with and like talk with you or something.”

“A parlor is something I can go to whenever. A bug sized man to rub my feet? Haven’t had that pleasure in years. I’m not going to debate this further with you, James. I just wanted to make sure you understand what I want from you.”

“Come on Ray, there isn’t anything else I can do? You understand that to do what you’re suggesting will take so much time. It’ll probably take me hours to even do one foot, let alone both.”

“Well that’s something you’re going to have to get over and figure out then. I have you for the next few days and I’m not going to waste this opportunity to just talk with you.” She leaned over, encasing James in a shadow as she punched the toe ends of her socks. With a very rough yank, they seemed to slide off, though as they hung from her fingers, James found himself almost hypnotized by their heavy swing. It took him a minute to understand, but that was all sweat. The dread was starting to kick in and while Ray went ahead and tossed the socks away, James went ahead and decided that he needed to fix this now.

“Please Raychanette, reconsider this. If we just talked for a bit, I’m sure we-” Flick

With minimal effort, Raychanette flung James off her lap. He wound up landing flat on the hardwood floor and by the time he got up, he was face to face with the dark sole of Ray’s left foot. She had propped up both feet to rest on her heels less than an inch in front of James’ position. James looked her foot up and down to  see the perspiration that coated her skin. It wasn’t the first time that James had experienced feet at this size, but it didn’t make the prospect of touching them any better, especially given how sweaty they appeared to be. With the sweat came a nose clenching stench as well. The humidity that had built up within her shoe had caused her feet to develop some rank BO. He couldn’t help but plug up his nose as he began to back away from her foot. Of course this action didn’t sit all too well with Raychanette as she looked at him from her seated position. She just wanted him to get to it so she could lie back and relax, but it looked as though he didn’t fully grasp how serious she was about this.

She stretched her left foot down and spread her toes, looming them over James who upon seeing them tried to flee. He didn’t make it far and before he knew it, her toes had come down around him. He had expected to be stepped on, but instead, he stood between her big toe and second toe. It immediately became apparent that her toes were the source of a far nastier smell. James rushed to cover his nose again, but her toes suddenly came to a close as they pinched his body tight. His arms were pinned to his torso and he could only squirm and breath in the cold smell, much to his discontent. “I really hope that you aren’t going to be difficult. I gave you a very simple job. Rub my feet. I don’t care how long it takes or how bad they may smell to you. You will do it or I’ll be forced to find ways to condition you.” Before he could question what she meant by condition, her toes suddenly squeezed even tighter. He squealed as he felt his back start to bend and looked up to see no sign of regard for whether or not Raychanette was actually doing any permanent damage to him. It seemed as though his lack of actual cracking or breaking had pretty much confirmed to her that this wouldn’t be anywhere close to enough to put him down. This of course just meant that she didn’t have to hold back, so she continued to squeeze him for another two minutes before lightening the pressure and allowing him to breathe.

“I don’t want to be seeing this whiny gagging act either. You are a very small and unnoticeable speck of a person, yet I’m allowing you the chance to pamper the feet of someone so much larger and greater than yourself. You should be grateful that I’m just wanting my feet rubbed. I could just as easily make you do several far nastier things for me. Now, I’m going to release you. When I do that, you’re going to walk up to my feet and put those hands of yours to work.” Her words put James into a state of unease. He had never been talked to this way before and it seemed like such a sudden tone shift from what he had thought to be a very reasonable person. “Now, I don’t want you talking to me for a while. To show me that you understand what your current purpose is, I want you to give me a kiss on the toe. I don’t mind which, but I’m not putting you down until I see your face pressed up against a toe.”

It didn’t sink in as quickly as she wanted, so after ten seconds of him staring blankly at her, she clenched her toes once more, causing him to wheeze. To her satisfaction, he finally got the message and pressed his face into her big toe. James hated every second of it, feeling the moist surface of her toe’s against his lips. It was degrading, but she kept her word and released him. He fell on his back, and her heel came falling down in front of him once more. He certainly had an assortment of words for her, but for now decided that it would be wiser to remain silent for now until he could better assess what to do. Unfortunately, with her staring down at him, he begrudgingly began his match up to her foot and pressed the palms of his hands into the skin of her heel. It was an icky sensation to get his hands wet with foot sweat, but he didn’t want to get pinched again, so he pushed hard, trying to apply some noticeable pressure to her skin. He expected her to say something in response, but she just looked with curiosity to see him go. He sighed and started to run his hands along the width of her heel, pushing as hard as he could to try and get this over with. Several minutes of silence went by, aside from the occasional grunt from James as he worked on her heel. Soft as her skin was, there wasn’t as much give as he’d prefer, making it an exhausting endeavor to dig his palms in and make any noticeable difference. Soon enough, a new shadow loomed over his position. When he looked up, he saw the face of Raychanette staring down with a smirk.

“You’re doing surprisingly well down there. It didn’t feel like much at first, but your touch is so gentle and cool. It’s not like a normal massage where a few fingers rub across the surface. It’s as though you can loosen up the finer details of my skin. I know I didn’t want you speaking, but I’ll give you permission for now. I want to know how my feet feel. I imagine you’re coming to understand just how lucky you are to be where you are right now?”

“I… uh… yes?” As much as James wanted to argue, he figured that wouldn’t get him far. The name of this game was to make her feel good. “Your skin is very soft... I don’t know if I could have appreciated how smooth it was if I were any larger. That being said, I don’t know if you recall, but it is possible for me to get a little bit bigger. If you were to get me some water, I’d still be small, but able to work on your feet much more efficiently.”

“Hmmm, that is tempting. The problem with that idea is that I'm not all too interested in you getting bigger. Your current size is what I like, and if anything, I’d enjoy it if you were even more insignificant. I am glad to hear that my foot is so appealing cause you’re going to be feeling it up for the rest of the day. It must suck being so weak that you can’t even do the work of a single finger though. I guess that slow and steady will just have to do for now. Anyway, back to work. Another ten or so minutes on that heel then get to the other.”

“But-”

“No more talking. I’ll let you know when you can speak again.”

Not seeing any other choice, James went ahead and spent the next thirty minutes working on her heels. Based on her lack of complaint, he must’ve been doing a decent job, though that wasn’t something he had any intention of being proud of. A shadow loomed over him and just like before, it was Raychanette staring down at him with narrowed eyes and a coy grin.

“Seems like you’re getting the hang of this. Sure you’re not enjoying yourself down there? Don’t answer me on tha. I don’t care if you are. What I do care about is giving you your new task. I’m sure you can already tell, but my feet are a bit clammy and I’d just love it if you could make use of that little tongue of yours and lap up as much sweat as possible. Same deal with both heels, then I’ll move you along to work on my arches. How does that sound? Good? Great! Now get to work, wet wipe.” Raychanette leaned back into the couch and let out a heavy sigh as she closed her eyes. She really wanted to savor this, but she’d soon come to discover that James wasn’t on the same page as her.

“Tsk… this is ridiculous.” James decided that this had gone on long enough and that this was his opportunity to make a break for it. She couldn’t see him from that position and if he were quick enough, he could get to the door. He broke into a sprint, hoping to take advantage of the fact that his size would keep him silent and more or less out of sight. About a minute into his run however, he felt a heavy weight creep up his spine. He couldn’t figure it out, but something was wrong and he could feel his heart beating much quicker. Eyes wide in shock, he looked back to see Raychanette looking straight at him from the couch. He hoped it to be a coincidence in that she hadn’t actually seen him yet, but there was no mistaking it. Hey expression was cold and was nearly enough to paralyze him. He let out an audible scream as he doubled down on his efforts. fuck fuck fuck. 

“I guess that while you’re making me get up, I can use this opportunity to call your roommates. I don’t need them disturbing us later.” Raychanette rose to her feet and began to walk toward James. It only took a few steps before her foot eclipsed his light and came crashing down on top of him. Raychanette wasn’t one for quitters and in her eyes, James’ abandonment of his task had left him in dire need of punishment. As such, when she brought her foot down, she made sure to aim it so that her heel was what landed upon him. She didn’t even put her full foot down, just her heel. She could feel his tiny body pressed right against the center of it and she slowly started to apply more and more weight as she pulled out her phone. His body was in such discomfort and was getting flatter by the second. He was barely able to let out a muffled scream into her skin before he was too squished up to continue making any sort of noise. She nearly cooed at the feeling, but had to stay focused as Susie picked up her call.

“Hey Susie, just calling to let you know that James and I are having a wonderful time together. I was doubtful at first, but I’m really coming around to the appeal.” James desperately tried to share his voice and express to Susie what was happening, but with every few words that she spoke, Raychanette dug her heel into the ground. He couldn’t even find the strength to move as he wound up molded into a flat and twisted mash against her skin. “I’d even go as far as to say I wish he were living with me; but don’t worry, I’m still going to give him back after two more days.”

Satisfied with what she had to say, Susie hung up the phone, leaving James to once again be left alone with the cruel woman above. “Great, that takes care of that distraction for the day. Now we can get back to us. Hope you found yourself appreciating the taste of my heel. It's not something that many get to experience for as long as you. There’s the occasional ant or something here and there, but I’m sure you can piece together that any bug found in this house doesn’t last long. That’s what makes you so special. There are so many people out there who deserve to be where you are right now, yet I have to put up with them and act like they’re important and worth my time. In reality, the majority are bugs who need humbling. Ugh, I could use a drink. Here, let me pick you up.” Ray lifted her foot off the floor, expecting to see James. To her surprise, he was nowhere in sight. She looked around the floor, wondering if he had managed to escape somehow. She took a step back to better look over where she had been standing, but felt a little lump under her heel. She quickly lifted back her leg and turned to see a flattened James spread like a sticker across her heel. He looked like a sheet of folded up paper with bent arms and legs across his own back. She counted him lucky that whatever it was that made him so small made him capable of surviving so much.

“Well that’s convenient. You think you can stick there a bit longer? Great!” After a few test steps to see that he’d stick, Raychanette made her way into the kitchen where she grabbed hold of a full bottle of wine and a glass. She quickly popped the top off and brought the beverage back with her to the couch where she sat back and propped her feet back out. As she poured herself a glass, she saw that James hadn’t bothered to peel himself off her heel yet. “You can let go of my foot now.” He continued to be motionless, leading Ray to conclude that him being a sticker wasn’t by choice. “Hmmmm. You really can’t get yourself off? Pathetic. Here, let me just…” She brought her other foot around and dug the nail of her large toe into the skin just above James’ plastered position. In a firm motion, she dragged the nail down and effortlessly scraped his body off. His face was given a few seconds to rub up against the underside of her nail before his flat body loosely fell to the floor. Free from her sole, Raychanette loomed her toes over James’ body. She wiggled them in delight and he watched as a drop of sweat dripped down and landed square onto his body. The sweaty substance clung to his body and in his flattened state, he couldn’t keep some of it from trailing into his mouth. Thankfully his throat wasn’t capable of swallowing for the time being, and if he was lucky, he’d stay like this for a while longer and by some time to get through this ordeal. Of course, just as soon as he accepted his flat form, he felt a tingling across his body and as he began to vibrate, he became smaller. As he did so, his body also became more resilient and therefore started to reform much quicker. After a few seconds, he now lay in a puddle of sweat, fully reformed and standing at what he generously guessed to be about a half centimeter tall.

“Huh, so you do get smaller. I guess I’m not complaining, but I doubt you’ll be strong enough to leave much of an impression anymore. I was going to have you start working on the balls of my feet, but with your current size… the only useful feature you probably have left is that taster of yours. So, here’s your new job.” Ray slammed her feet flat in front of James, presenting him with all of her toes. Their impact on the ground sent an artificial current of their funky smell that made James want to cry. “Until I say otherwise, you’re going to start licking in between every single one of my toes. That doesn’t mean I want you to avoid licking my toes, but I can feel the moisture between them so that’s where I want you to focus. And if you feel like getting on my good side, maybe throw in a few kisses as well. I want each and every one of my toes to feel appreciated.”

“What, is your hearing worse when you’re smaller? Get in there and lick.”

James really didn’t like her tone, wishing she’d stop talking to him like he was some pet. It was like she was a completely different person from the woman he talked to in the car and it made James reflect on how much nicer things were with Susie and Gabby. Neither of them ever treated him so low. James hoped to drag out the process of belittling himself with his tongue, mumbling some curses as he leaned in and kissed her big toe. He was surprised to find out that his lips were felt as she let out an audible coo and wiggled her toes in delight. He yelped and jumped back as they moved. It was like watching ten gigantic sledge hammers crash into the floor. She of course wanted him to keep going and so she settled her toes down and watched as he eventually wiggled his way between her toes. The smell was dreadful this  close up and he wanted to back out, but he also wanted to avoid getting crushed any further. Closing his eyes, he stuck out his tongue and leaned in until he felt the warm moist surface of her toe crevice. It was almost sour in flavor and with the added salt from her sweat, it became a sickening concoction. Nevertheless, Ray’s eyes were on him, so despite his mind and body’s desire to stop, he licked up and down the crevice, lathering it with his tongue as he coated his taste buds in her funky foot flavor. Raychanette got chills as she felt his much cooler little tongue against her steamy feet. He was really starting to go at it and it felt divine. She could hardly keep a straight face as she leaned back once more and took a heavy sip of wine. This was going to be incredible. 

James was forced to lick up the sweat between her toes for a total of two hours. His tongue felt dry as it had tasted so much foul salt and his stomach felt ready to burst with how much sweat he had ingested. It was enough to make him feel queasy. He wondered if he had permanently damaged his taste buds and at this rate kind of hoped he did. And what made it worse was how much smaller he had gotten. Purposefully drinking up all that sweat had filled him with enough sweat to diminish him down to just a fourth of a centimeter. It had been quite a while since he’d gotten this small, yet despite this near microscopic size, he somehow still fell into the gaze of Raychanette. Somehow, she was able to distinguish him amongst the other dust specks on the ground and any attempt to leave resulted in her shaking her finger in disapproval and showing just how easily she could envelop him beneath just her pinky toe. Of course this became a new kind of torment as she still wanted to see and feel James’ tongue. It wasn’t much of a sensation anymore, but she was starting to get goofy. Ray had experienced such a pleasurable couple of hours. Turning a free little man into her personal foot worshiper in less than a day filled her with such a thrill. It was such a pleasure to the mind and body that she was willing to spend the rest of the day on the couch with James at her service. She was admittedly surprised to see him get as small as he did; and while his licks did little to physically feel good, just knowing that he was still there huffing and tasting the sweat of her every working digits filled her with an empowering bliss. To accompany this joy, she had continued to drink throughout the hours until she was now down to her final glass; and it was clear that she had started to lose her composure. “Heeeeey James. You look thirsty! Want a drink?” 

Ray tipped her glass over and allowed a stream of wine to spill onto her foot. The red liquid ran down her foot and trickled in between her toes like mini waterfalls. “Oh well, might as well drink up since you’re down there.” As much as he was tired of drinking, he had to admit that a change in taste would be phenomenal. He’d have to live down the humiliation later as he was feeling desperate. He knelt down and ran his tongue up the length of her toe crevice. His mouth quickly filled with the foot filtered wine and he spent a solid thirty seconds just swishing the drink within his mouth to try and cleanse away the taste of foot sweat. He hated to admit it, but it tasted amazing. James had never been much for alcohol, but the sweet fruity taste did wonders to relieve him of what he’d been tasting thus far. He took a moment to stop and hand his head as he thought about what he was just thinking. This was so wrong for him to be forced into the position, but it was all he could do for now. It was becoming more and more difficult for him to even want to get Susie and Gabby’s help. Sure Gabby would probably be understanding, but Susie would likely find some way to mess with him so that he’d never forget this experience. Even so, at least she tried to be nice every now and then. These were concerns to have later though as he was still in the position of kneeling to Raychanette’s toes. He figured this was sort of a compromise that he could at least get a better taste out of having to tongue her digits. He sighed heavily and went back into it, hoping that he’d be able to finish this task and hopefully the night without much more worry, but he’d soon run into a new problem.

His rapid little licks were starting to feel awfully ticklish and Raychanette was having a hard time keeping herself together. It eventually became too much for her and she suddenly burst out into laughter. In sync with her cackling, she clenched her toes and inadvertently pinched James’ head between her digits. He tried to wriggle free from the vise grip, but it only worked to tickle her further. It got to the point where she actually lost sight of the glass she was holding and allowed it to tip over enough to pour out nearly half the glass. With a heavy hitting splash, the wine splattered onto her foot and washed over James and her toes. Her grip on his head left his mouth squeezed open so when the flow of wine came upon him, he was forced to choke down several mouthfuls before the toes let go of him and allowed him to properly close his mouth and fall into the newly made puddle of red. The cool drink hitting her foot evidently was enough to recall her attention and she quickly looked down to see the mess. “Aaaawww fuck…”

If she weren’t so tipsy and comfortable, she’d have made a dash to clean it up, but she really didn’t want to get up and as her eyes trailed back to James, a cute little idea popped up in her head. She brought her chin to rest on her hand as she stared down at him. Unlike the intensities of her previous glares, this one appeared to be far more sensual and James couldn’t help but feel a sense of discomfort as she started to giggle like a happy fool. “H-hey there little servant. You mind cleaning that up for me? If you do a good job, maybe I’ll give you a reward~”

James got back to his feet to better face her. “Servant? Did you really just call me a-” splat. Raychanette’s foot came down like a hammer, grinding James beneath the ball of her foot until he was flattened and smeared to her skin.

“Don’t make me have to repeat myself to you. Hicc You’re serving me right? That means that when you are doing so, you aren’t James, you are a servant. More importantly, you are my servant. And if I want to call you that or anything else, you are not to question me. Understand?” After a few more seconds of pinning him down, she lifted the weight off and rested her foot back in front of him. “You should be grateful to be at my feet. With how hard they work, you’d think people would be lining up to give them the loving they deserve… the loving I deserve. Anymore would be lucky to find themselves beneath me. Now, what are you?”

James lay battered on the floor, wanting to hold his tongue. But with the looming presence of her foot, he swallowed up his pride once more. “I’m your servant…” 

“And a bug…”

“What?”

“You’re a bug, don’t you agree?” 

“Y-yes…”

“Well if you think so, then how about you stop standing up like you’re some sort of person. I think it would be far more fitting if you embraced your insect role and got onto your hands and knees.” She could see his hesitation, and though it was upsetting to see him resist, it was actually becoming more so satisfying to know that she was really testing his will. She let out a soft chuckle as she leaned close and whispered in such a gentle tone that it gave James goosebumps. “Get on your knees right now and start crawling before I forget that you aren’t some worthless bug that I have to crush and toss out into the toilet.”

As confident as he was that he’d survive the crushing, the prospect of being flushed left him pale. He tried to reassure himself that she’d never dare to do so, but with how inconsistent her tipsy influence was, he didn’t want to take that risk. He allowed himself to fall to his knees and bent forward to rest his weight into his palms. Hanging his head in humiliation, he began to shuffle around. Ray’s cheeks puffed out as she tried to contain her amusement until she finally burst out into laughter. He was actually starting to crawl and it filled her with such joy to see him slowly accept his role. “Isn’t this wonderful? Did you ever think your life would amount to this moment? It’s kind of sad, but at least I’m getting some fun out of it. What do you think? Doesn’t it feel natural to be in that position? I must look pretty amazing from down there, like some sort of goddess. I suppose that I kind of am one if you think about it… at least when compared to someone as pitiful as you.” 

Laughing to herself at how delicious this whole situation was, Raychanette became confused upon feeling a wet substance beneath her toes. “Oh right, look at me getting distracted by a speck. Make yourself useful already and clean up that wine. And I hope that I don’t have to clarify, but just in case your little brain didn’t pick up on it, I want you to drink it.”

She grew a deviously wide smile as she watched him, still propped on his hands and knees, bent down and sipped up some of the wine. He was like a tiny little mop to look after her messes. She couldn’t contain herself as he began to lap up the wine off the floor. She simply watched in glee, giggling every few seconds as she observed him. For a while, she became lost in thought wondering whether or not he’d look nice in a little dress with stockings. With how well this was turning out so far, she wouldn’t mind appointing him to be her official maid. She had to admit that it had been quite some time since she had thought this much about a guy, even if it were a bug. It was rather nice to have one around and she did a sort of subconscious shimmy in her seat to express her delight. As for James, it admittedly wasn’t as terrible as he expected to have to clean up her spill. It still tasted like wine, but he felt as though he was wasting time doing what could be done with a paper towel. He couldn’t imagine that he was really making a difference, but Ray seemed to be enjoying his efforts. She watched him for over half an hour, all the while swaying a bit from side to side. She was starting to lose balance just sitting down, and as the time went on, her giddy smile suddenly shifted into anger. Without warning, she slammed the feet to be on both sides of James and in one quick motion brought them together. James hardly had the time to get up before being smashed between her feet. He let out a weak squeal into her flesh. Ray then proceeded to scrub her feet against one another, causing James to rub and roll up against the length of her soles. For the life of him, James couldn’t figure out what he had done to deserve this. It seemed as though in her drunken state, Raychanette had forgotten her command to lick up the floor, so when she saw James doing something that didn’t involve her feet, she grew enraged thinking that he had tried to skimp out on his task.

“I really don’t like how much I’m having to remind you who’s in charge here. You don’t get to make any decisions without my say.” She further ground him into her flesh, twisting him up and coating him in remnants of foot sweat before leaving him at the mercy of her toes. He barely had time to breathe before her damp digits clamped around his body and squeezed so tight that they started to bend and mold him to fit their shape. The visual of James slowly being molded into a sort of half ring around her toes proved entertaining enough to break Ray out of her rage. “You’re so lucky you don’t splatter like normal bugs. You think you’re ready to get back to worshiping your goddess?”

Ray separated her feet, expecting to see James fall. Instead, the high pressure of her toes and the moisture of her sweat left him glued in place. She briefly considered peeling him off, but figured this to be a fitting punishment for his attempted insubordination. As such, she rested back on the couch and in a few minutes started to doze off. With how tiresome of a roller coaster this had been, James was fine with this and took the chance to rest, not that he had much choice as his body hadn’t reformed. Another twenty minutes passed and James’ body was finally reformed back to its normal state. As a result, he was finally able to move and break loose from Ray’s toes. He landed on his feet into the still present wine that was currently staining the wood and started to stretch out any kinks and knots he had developed when he was all squished up. He hadn’t even gotten to the point of planning an escape when Ray suddenly sat straight up. She had just barely felt his departure from her foot and drowsily looked to the floor. To her relief, he hadn’t escaped and was still in squishing distance. She was about to reintroduce him to her heel, but reconsidered after concluding that he must’ve realized how futile escape would be. Why would he have stayed otherwise? 

“Hehe, good to see you learning your place. How about you show me how loyal you are and give my toes a good rubbing?” James honestly had no idea what she was talking about, but figured that questioning her now wouldn’t do much good. He went up and started to massage her toes. Pleased with his compliance, Ray went ahead and downed the rest of the wine, wobbling a bit as she watched the little man at work. Time started to fly by another hour or so, with Raychanette eventually heading into the kitchen for another wine bottle. While this would’ve meant a break for James, Ray wasn’t paying attention to where she walked and wound up stepping on him so he could inadvertently join her on her trip to the kitchen and back. Of course when she saw him stuck to her foot, she either assumed he wanted to be there or that she had forgotten about some punishment that she had wanted to give him prior to getting the wine. Soon enough he managed to peel himself off though. He went straight back to massaging her toes, all the while she downed a few more glasses and started to dive into a lengthy rant from her family life to her daughter to a man who didn’t stick around. Now she was all in about the work life.

“All those idiots in that complex spam my email with the stupidest of crap! Boo hoo there’s ants in my pantry, waaah there’s someone in my parking space. I don’t care about any of that! If they want to keep bugs out, stop leaving food around. And there aren’t any assigned parking spots! It’s such a waste of time having to read and respond, but that’s the crap I have to deal with. Hicc You know how rare it is for any of those stupid people to say something nice to me? I may get one compliment for every thousand complaints about how I’m running a shitty thing here! They don’t know how much I have to figure out. That’s like literally hundreds of homes in one building that I have to manage.” Raychanette stopped to take a breath and chug down another few gulps of wine before looking back down at James with sorrow in her eyes. “You know when I picked you up today, we had hardly met and you were already saying nice things to me. Why can’t everyone else be like that? You aren’t even an official resident!”

Tired as he was of this whole situation, James was starting to get a feel for why someone like Raychanette would act like this. She just wanted some validation and it didn’t look like there were many people at her home to give her that. He did think that outside of all this, she was a decent person. If he were to appeal to that side of her, maybe she’d feel less shitty, and maybe if he was lucky, she’d start to take it easier on how she was treating him. “I-I’m sorry to hear that Ray. I can’t imagine how demoralizing that must be. You uh, you seem like a very nice and generous woman and I appreciate what you go through to keep things from getting too out of hand. Trust me that if I could still use the computer, I’d be sending you emails of appreciation daily.”

Ray’s eyes started to water at his words. “Awwww thank you so much for saying that. You know I think you’re a very kind person. Susie and Gabby too, you three are my favorite so far. I wish all of us could just have a blast and hang out together! Gimme a hug!” James couldn’t imagine how things would be if the four were to hang out. He supposed it would wind up better, and maybe he was the one to bridge that relationship. It honestly made him feel sad knowing what stress Raychanette had been going through and if she could find friendship in him and anyone else, maybe she’d lighten up o. Them all. Finishing his train of thought, he looked up to see Ray sitting up right with her arms spread as though she expected him to leap up and embrace her. He looked around awkwardly before extending his arms out toward Ray, expecting to be hoisted up, but as she made the attempt to bend down and grab him, she nearly tumbled forward completely and through sheer luck wobbled herself back into the couch. “N-no I’m… I’m gonna fall if I bend down. Just… just give my big toe a hug and smooch me on the nail~”

Raychanette watched him widen his arms and embrace her toe in a very cute little hug. He looked so precious. She was so enraptured by his hug that she had completely forgotten about her order to kiss her nail. Her heart nearly skipped a beat as he climbed her big toe and pressed his tiny lips onto her nail. It was so endearing that her cheeks started to flush red. “You little Romeo, you are starting to like this aren’t you~

It had been strange enough feeling the rough keratin against his lips, but hearing her think that he wanted this was kind of worrying. Surely it had to be a joke. “Hey, random thought, but you’re all squishy right? Well, do you think if I tried hard enough, I could use my toenail to cut you?” Hoping to not have to think about or answer that question, James slid back down her toe and started to rub it up again. Thankfully this was enough to take her attention away from her question.

“Aw, my toes really appreciate your love. Thank you~”

“Uh… N-no problem, Ray…”

“Hey! I didn’t say you could talk!” She raised her big toe and slammed it down onto James. She dug her toe into the floor, relishing his wriggling little form against her skin. After a minute of compressing him, she released him. Her toe wasn’t quite as intense as her entire foot, so he was able to get back onto his feet relatively quickly. “You’re such a good little foot slave. I do think that if you were to do this whole thing with me more regularly, you’d come to enjoy it even more. I mean, it’s been what, less than a day and you’re already trying to sneak a smooch with my toe nail.” James paused for a moment to look at Ray who gave him an all too mischievous glare as though she had just called him out on a big secret. “Yeah, that’s right. I saw you kissing my nail, you naughty little thing. Don’t be too embarrassed though, I kind of liked it~ Maybe if you keep doing a good job, I’ll let you sleep up against my toes tonight. How does that sound?” James wanted to respond and correct the amount of misconceptions with that whole thing, but given how she reacted last time, he chose to simply continue the massage as Ray went into her tangent. She went on for what felt like hours before she finally started to quiet down. From her tone to her droopy eyes, James figured she was getting pretty tired and he could heavily relate.  Aside from her tipsy mood swings, he was starting to get tired from the actual process of rubbing her toes. It wasn’t often that he found himself feeling sore, but his arms had been at work for hours and he just wanted to take a nap. He wanted to ask for a break, but Raychanette wasn’t emotionally stable at the moment and he’d likely wind up crushed again. He sighed in exhaustion and simply continued to run his hands along her toes, wishing that he were back home in the comfort of a bed or couch. He’d even take being buried in boobs so long as he could rest. Unfortunately, he’d have to enjoy that dream in his head because he wasn’t going anywhere.

Meanwhile, back at the apartment, Susie and Gabby were spending the night on the couch all cuddled up as they watched one of their favorite shows, Gary’s Grand Gritty Gamble Across The Globe. It was a series that often played on the audience’s emotions and the two couldn’t get enough of it. Susie seemed to be in complete comfort, munching a handful of pretzels as she watched Gary go about his all too exciting plot within his city, Gonisoba. Gabby on the other hand seemed rather distracted, looking off to the side as she fell deep in thought. Susie soon enough picked up on this and nudged her shoulder. “Aye, everything alright? I’ve never seen you so uninterested in Gary before.”

Gabby slouched her shoulders and sighed as she looked at Susie with a pout on her face. “I think we should go and check up on James.”

“What do you mean? We just got a call not that long ago. They’re fine. ”

“Yeah, that’s what Raychanette says, but we didn’t get to hear James speak.”

“Well he’s at least an inch tall right now. Even if he was two inches, I don’t know if we’d be able to hear him through the phone. I don’t think it's worth worrying over.”

“I just don’t want him to be too worried without us.”

“Look Gabby, even James agreed that this was worth the effort to try and get us to keep this place. I know he’s small and adorable as fuck, but he’s also an adult. He’s very tough for his size and he knows his limits. We probably both have no idea what he’s gone through, yet he’s taking this potentially uncomfortable risk for us. He may even find it insulting that we didn’t let him follow through on this. Even if something went wrong, he’d find a way to get back to us.”

“And hey, if it’ll make you feel more safe about it, I still have the app. We can just see where he is and if he isn’t at her address like she implied, we’ll head over and whoop her ass.” Gabby couldn’t help but chuckle at the prospect of doing such a thing, though that tactic was one of the many she’d be willing to employ if it came to James’ safety. She tried to calm down and sank into the couch while Susie scrolled through her phone to find the app. Soon enough, she found the GPS link and she and Gabby leaned in to compare the location to that of where the landlord’s house was. “See? He’s still at her place. He’s probably just busy chatting it up with her, maybe even watching something together. Don’t you stress about him. We’ll be snuggling him up in just a couple of days.”

It was relieving to see his location on the app, and she was grateful to have Susie around to help calm her down. She yanked Susie close and the two embraced each other. “Thank you Susie. I just miss him, but you’re right. He’s probably fine.”

“He’s definitely fine and tomorrow we can call and check the app again. For now, let’s just enjoy the night.” 

“I’m gonna cuddle the fuck out of him when he comes back.”

As any form of rescue faded for him, James was left to continue his work at the feet of Raychanette who was getting more intoxicated by the minute. She looked ready to topple over, yet whenever he tried to back off from her foot, she suddenly moved as though she could still see him clearly. He groaned in annoyance, hoping for her to go to sleep soon. As if someone had heard his wishes, Raychanette suddenly started to shift around, kicking both feet up in the air as she readjusted on the couch. James was subsequently launched up into the air where he landed and clamped onto one of Raychanette’s toes. She was having a hell of a time figuring out how to get situated, but she eventually managed to flip herself over and rest upon her stomach. It was evidently far too much of an effort to make it to her bed, so she had accepted passing out across the couch. She settled her face into her arms and mumbled as her mind shifted in and out of consciousness. With her foot, along with the rest of her body going still, James could finally let go and take a seat on her big toe. He observed her body laid out flat and more or less motionless. Her feet were on an incline with her heel forming a sort of hill and he could see the stretch of her legs beyond her feet. Curious to know if she had fallen asleep, he stepped off her toe and onto the ball of her foot. As soon as he did this, she began to shift around in place and mumble some whiny noises. Panicking for the worst, he turned back and started to run his hands along her toe. This seemed to calm her down and as she settled back down, he sighed and leaned back against her toe. This had been such an exhausting day, but it looked like it would soon be over. As soon as she fell asleep, he was going to make a break for it. All he had to do was make his way off her foot and find some water. Once he got back to two inches, it would be far more reasonable to get himself back to Susie and Gabby. For now, he figured he’d try and speed up her dozing off by continuing to rub her toe. In response, he got a murmured mess of words, all the while keeping her face muffled into her arms. He decided that it was probably a good sight and kept going. It was difficult to believe that she could still feel him. Even so, he would rather massage her for a few more minutes so that she’d sleep instead of trying to bail now and be at the violent end of a half sleeping drunk’s rage. 

Ten minutes into the toe rub, he was just about convinced that she had dozed off. As slowly and as gently as possible, he started to walk, but as soon as he took his first step away from her toe, he began to feel a vibration across his body. He looked at himself in confusion as something was off about this. As far as he knew, he had already gotten about as small as he could get, and while there was probably a few millimeters to go, this vibration felt different. It felt tighter like he was starting to recoil into himself. The vibration itself was also far more intense. “Fuck, uh, Ray?!” Unfortunately for James, Raychanette was far too dazed to try and hear what was a near inaudible voice at his size. He’d have to deal with whatever this was on his own. Fearing the potential danger of what could happen, he started to jump up and down in an attempt to irritate her, but it was too late. In a quick jolt, he fell into himself and watched as the surface he had just been on began to expand at an exponential rate. He felt as though he were falling for nearly a minute before coming to fall flat against a soft surface. He assumed it to just be more of her skin, but it felt much firmer now. Rising to his feet, he looked on to see a dark, glistening surface with no end. He pondered what could’ve happened and where he was, but then shrieked at the sound of some thunderous roar. He looked up to the skies to see nothing that resembled a sky, yet after a few more seconds of silence, the thunder came back. It was so loud, yet so distant. Dread was sinking in as he came to terms with what had happened. He had shrunk, but to a whole other extreme. He couldn’t even fathom how small he had gotten, but he could get a grasp of just how hopelessly large Ray’s foot now was. It seemed to stretch on forever and as he turned back to look toward Ray’s toe, he was met with a solid wall of skin that seemed to stretch up to the heavens. He couldn’t even see any of the other toes. He rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the reality of his newfound size. “RAYCHANETTE!!!” He cupped his hands around his mouth as he shouted, willing to take any punishment now so long as he could get her attention. As he somewhat assumed would be the case, it was impossible for Ray to hear him. The thunderous roar repeated over and over and concluded that it must’ve somehow been her snoring which meant that she had finally fallen asleep. That would’ve been incredible news if he wasn’t currently facing wrinkles that looked like vast mountains and valleys stretching out for miles.

He stood there for nearly ten minutes, trying to figure out what to do. It looked like it would quite possibly take days to make the trek to any end of her sole and even if he did manage to do so, what would he do then? Spend the next years of his life trying to traverse the bed? He hated the thought of it, but what happened to him in the long run would mostly depend on the sleeping goddess that lay happily asleep in her bed. His best bet was to just remain on her foot and wait. Hopeless as his efforts would be, he took a deep breath and began to walk. He didn’t really have much of a plan, but figured that staying still would only drive him mad. He wasn’t all too sure if walking was any better though. It wasn’t until he started walking that the smell started to kick it up a notch. It wasn’t necessarily horrible, but wasn’t all too pleasant either. The stale stench of sweat was apparent, but she managed to soak in enough of the wine to give a hint of fruit. Speaking of, he wondered why he wasn’t feeling any different after drinking so much of her wine. It had practically knocked Ray out, and he must’ve drank just as much if not more. He wasn’t necessarily complaining since he figured he’d need to keep his wits about him, but part of him wondered if a drunken slumber would help ease the stress of the situation. He decided to shrug it off for now and keep walking. After what felt like twenty minutes, he looked around to see that everything was more or less in the same spot as when he had started. He had trouble accepting the reasoning, but that was just how insignificant he now was that he could likely walk for what felt like miles and only manage a distance of maybe a centimeter if he was lucky. To make matters more annoying, each step came with a wet feel upon his own feet as every bit of her skin was still somewhat damp with perspiration. It couldn’t have been as bad as it was before shrinking, but now that he was so small, it was ever present.

For seemingly an hour he continued to trek the barren desert of her sole. His mind was starting to go wild as he hunched over and envisioned how things would eventually work out. He had been through all sorts of problems since his shrinking and he had managed to persevere and make it out every time. He told himself that this would be no different, but he had also never been so small. It was admittedly demoralizing, but he knew that pessimism wouldn’t get him anywhere. At this new size, it was likely an impossibility for anyone to actually see him, but he had been proven wrong in that regard before and there was no way that he’d never get into contact with water again. It was just a matter of waiting out this very bitter storm. He continued to slump on for a while longer, thinking he’d just casually wait for Ray to wake up or his body to grow back so he’d have more options, but as he was lost in thought, he failed to notice where he was walking. He yelped as his foot got caught into something and he tripped over. His face slapped flat onto the moist surface and he was quickly reminded of what Ray’s sweat tasted like. He expected it not to taste so bad, but the wine taste seemed to be fading away. He spit out what he could of the salty liquid before turning onto his back to see what he had tripped over. 

It looked like some sort of ditch, but given his environment, it had to be some sort of natural indent. He crawled up and leaned in, overcome with curiosity. His choice to get onto his knees did become an immediate regret however as his hands soon became soaked in sweat, but at this rate he was willing to get over it. The ditch appeared to stretch out like an endless line. It was so perplexing, but he soon thought up an easy resolution. He brought his hands up to his face and squinted his eyes to get a look at his fingers. The only thing remotely similar to what he was seeing now were the many ridges that made up his finger prints. James’ face went pale at this realization. His heart began to race far quicker and his breathing became more sporadic. Being so small was starting to prove much for him to process. It was anxiety inducing and he soon found himself unable to stand up, as though the motivation was draining from him. He needed to sit down and think this out some more. Better yet, maybe he could calm down and prevent himself from thinking of this any further. It was entirely possible that things would fix themselves if given enough time, so to keep himself from going mad with distress, he took in several deep breaths and closed his eyes. It seemed to be working as his heart rate slowed and he filled his mind with pleasant thoughts. This was just one really big hurdle. If he could just tough it out, he’d be back with Susie and Gabby and the three of them would be having the absolute time of their lives together.

Comforted by the thoughts of his friends, he started to ease up into a very calm state of relaxation. It got to the point where he wound up letting out a lengthy yawn and started to rub his weary eyes. This trip to Raychanette’s had proven to be a straining one and though his body felt surprisingly well rested, his mind was in need of a reset. He leaned back and settled into the wet surface of skin, hoping to try and get some sleep. In hindsight, he’d likely need to be as well rested as possible for whenever the colossal woman woke up. He couldn’t believe how willing he was to sleep here, but he didn’t really have any other options, and despite the moist surface, it was decently comfortable. Before he could fully doze off however, something bright hit his eyes and distrusted him enough to sit back up. He groaned in annoyance, being disturbed from what little peace he was able to find. Tracing the source of the light, his jaw immediately dropped and his eyes widened like never before. Sliding along the surface of her skin was a droplet of sweat, unlike any he had ever seen before. He had been victim to countless sweat streams encasing his body with ease, but this one was different. As much as he looked in desperation to the sides of the droplet and up above, there seemed to be no end to it. It was like a tsunami that was covering the sky and sliding its way over to erase anything in its path. It turned out that whatever light within the living room had reflected through the drop of sweat and had been the cause for his disturbance. He found it kind of insulting that what was looking to be his doom had gone through the effort to warn him, but it was something he’d have to mull over later. 

He of course began to run in a panic, looking all around him for some way to out pace or side step out of the drop’s way, but it was hopeless. Ray’s foot was like a country right now with a state sized boulder rolling up behind him. Even so, he couldn’t think of what else to do. He just continued to run and hoped that something would happen to prevent him from getting swallowed up. As he dreaded, the droplet caught up to him and was now within arms length to engulf him in its salty essence. To his surprise, instead of immediately getting drenched, the droplet actually had some give to it. It turned out that James wasn’t even significant enough to have the physical size or force necessary to penetrate the droplet’s surface naturally. This of course didn’t mean he was in the clear as the droplet was still sliding at a much quicker pace than he could handle. The salty liquid quickly caught up and forced him to fall over as it slid over his legs. He was pinned now, nearly face to face with her sole, but he held himself up with his arms.if he didn’t catch himself on his arms. He had just enough wiggle room and strength to turn in time to watch as the droplet steamrolled across the rest of his body, practically slamming his face back into the skin of her foot. Only then, as the weight of the drop bore onto him, did his body penetrate the lower surface. In less than a second, he was enveloped within the sweat drop’s expanse. It was like a mobile ocean and he was now trapped within it. It stung to keep his eyes open, but he was desperate to find a way out. Swimming seemed to make no progress as he couldn’t find an end. All he could do was keep his breath held and aimlessly choose a direction, but he may as well have floated in place because there was no telling whether or not he was going forward, back or up. The constant motion of the droplet also posed the dilemma that he could be getting stirred and reset without even knowing it. It was impossible to figure out and he lacked what strength he needed to keep going. It eventually became too much and he was forced to inhale. This led to a heavy intake of water which he tried to swallow rather than breathe to prevent drowning. This was a temporary solution of course, but he was limited on options and time. Thankfully, the world seemed to be on his side. The droplet had trickled right back down to Ray’s big toe. Upon making contact, the sweat drop burst and splattered a portion of her toe. James felt as though he were within a bomb as he went flying with specks of sweat until he came crashing down into what seemed to be an endless valley of pure darkness. He fell for twenty seconds, tumbling into what he could only guess was more skin until coming to a stop. He couldn’t really tell where he was, but given the consistent foot smell and texture of the ground, he must’ve still been somewhere on Ray’s foot. He’d never know it, but he had fallen right into the crevice of where the big toe connects to the rest of the foot. And with how scrunched her toes currently were, a sort of wrinkle had formed at that connection point. It was a damp abyss and James would have to call it home for now. There was no way for him to get out as far as he was concerned and he was honestly rather exhausted. Raychanette was also fast asleep, meaning that there was no one to look for him, and with how clammy her feet still were, it would be a miracle for him to find the hydration necessary to grow back to a more manageable size. For the time being, he’d have to simply hold out hope that things would work out and whether it was by his own efforts or that of the landlord, he’d find himself free from her foot.

The night with Raychanette was dreadful. Though he bore no weighted pressure, her foot had a dense air that smelled of stale sweat. It was very difficult to ignore and repeatedly woke up James from his attempts to catch some rest. Even so, he eventually got to the point of being able to sleep for at least a few minutes at a time and even got to sleep a solid hour. Unfortunately, by the time he managed this decent bit of rest, it was noon. The boundless body that he rested upon began to stir as Raychanette stretched and shifted onto her butt, all the while she let out a monstrous yawn that sparked James back to consciousness. Now awake, he was able to experience his sky view fly by in a blur as Ray’s feet swung from the couch to the floor. In just a few seconds, James was brought into darkness as her soles pressed into the floor and sealed him beneath her. He hardly had time to scream, though his voice wouldn’t have even been heard of her were his standard two inches. Ray had far more pressing manners to concern herself over than giving attention to the bug man. With a mumbled groan and whimper, Raychantte brought a palm to her forehead. It throbbed in pain and made it clear that she wasn’t going to have the chance to go back to sleep anytime soon. Irritating as it was, she knew it was likely a consequence of her choice to drink. Pleasurable as wine was to her, it took very little to make her drunk and just as little to result in her having a hangover. It sucked and it hurt like an absolute bitch, but there was not much she could do. What’s worse was that whenever she did drink, she often forgot much of whatever led to it and this was no different. It wasn’t like she couldn’t remember, but it often took some time and there normally weren’t many details worth remembering. For the time being at least, anything from the night prior was more or less gone. There were fragments of some sort of bug she had interacted with, but she chalked that up to being a strange dream or some odd memory of her playing with an ant. After all, the prospects of James’ existence wasn’t one that would make much sense and even if Ray wanted to pry into what exactly happened the night before, her head was in too much pain to bother.

Rising from the couch, she subjected James to a confusing new pressure. He felt her weight, yet it wasn’t as intense as he remembered it being when he was bigger. He could actually breathe somewhat normally and even move a bit. It was still heavy, and he was still trying to understand what exactly had happened, but he inevitably pieces together where he was and how he wasn’t being pressed into paste. It was a weird thing to appreciate, but being so worthlessly tiny, his body didn’t have enough of a presence to be stepped on fully. Nearly every bit of Ray’s foot was pressed into the floor itself with a very small fraction pressed into James. This led to her weight being more so distributed away from him, but this also meant that he was fully able to keep inhaling the foul foot funk that came with a dazed Raychantte. The monumental woman began to make her way to the kitchen where she could hopefully chip away at her headache with some soothing coffee. As she moved, her mountain sized feet swung James along with them. At his size, he was moving hundreds of miles per hour, but still found himself stuck to Ray’s foot. It baffled him as to how that was possible, but with how easily other specks of dirt and dust managed to stick to one’s foot, he figured he was just that small that it didn’t matter how crazy Raychanette moved. Even so, it confused him to not fly off. With so little pressure or moisture to actually adhere him, he seemed to actually be free. It might have even been possible to fully dislodge himself from Ray’s foot, yet to his angst and surprise, he couldn’t keep himself from gripping onto her skin with all his might. As much as he wanted out from this situation, he dreaded how much worse it would get if he were to lose himself somewhere along the floor. If Raychanette’s foot seemed boundless now, he would certainly be doomed if he wound up on her living room floor. And so, much to his dismay, he clung to her foot as it was the closest thing to hope and safety that he’d be able to find for the time being. 

With the little mite accepting his presence beneath her, Ray brewed herself a very dark roast of coffee to hopefully mellow out the pain in her head. She wasn’t a stranger to a hangover, but it didn’t make them feel any better when they happened. It did sometimes make her question if it was even worth the drink in the first place, but more often than not it did help to relieve her of the copious amounts of stress she found herself in throughout the week. Regardless of any possible regrets, she’d have to endure it for now. Even with coffee, it would be a while before the pain eased. The prospect of going back to the couch became ever more tempting, but Raychanette didn’t have much of a choice in that. As much as she just wanted to rest, the pain would only continue and there were an assortment of emails and calls she had to get through regarding her many residents. If she wasn’t in pain, she’d likely be able to get through it within a handful of hours, but the strain on her brain was going to result in her working the entire day. Even so, Raychanette wasn’t one to slack off work. With a cup of coffee in hand, she made her way to a desk and plopped onto a chair. With a tired sigh, she began to clack away at the keyboard of her computer. For hours upon hours, James was stuck having to huff Ray's foot, trapped in utter darkness as the oblivious woman worked tirelessly through her headache. With little movement outside of trips to the bathroom or getting more coffee and food, James’ day was more or less uneventful. He simply existed as one of millions of specks of nothing stuck to Ray’s feet and even fell asleep a few times out of sheer boredom. Of course any slight movement from Ray instantly woke him up as he feared falling off. To his mixed gratitude, he managed to stick to her foot regardless of how consistent his consciousness was. By midnight, Raychanette had successfully responded to every message, email, and call. It was relieving to finally be done with it all, though several residents had left her with a sour taste in her mouth. The fact that she’d likely have a similar pile of work the next day also left her in a somewhat bitter mood. To her gratitude, the headache had dialed down to a mild discomfort, but there wasn’t much left in the day to really do anything. With a tired sigh, she made her way back to the couch, grabbing a handful of snacks to join her in getting to watch a movie. It was the least she could to at least get some comfort out of the day. As for James, he was finally given some relief and a bit of light as Ray positioned herself to sit upon the couch with her legs bent off to the side. With both of her soles exposed, a slight change in air wafted over James. It was refreshing when compared to what steamy air he had been trapped beneath for most of the day, but it could only lighten his mood so much. Ray’s foot remained colossal and its owner remained oblivious to James’ situation. It was weird to miss being two inches, given how puny that already was; but even at two inches, he’d at least have the strength to pinch or bite or do something to move and get the attention of Ray. As if out of spite, James kicked the skin beneath him. It didn’t even give to his weight, let alone his kick. He didn’t even have the required weight to be of notice. He slumped down and laid across the skin as he contemplated his options. As far as he could tell, his only play was to just be there and do nothing. It was bothersome to say the least, but it wouldn’t stay like that for too long as his somewhat uneventful day was about to get a hell of a lot more exciting. Whether it was by his own action or that of a more significant speck of dust, Raychanette had felt some sort of little itch along her foot. She would have reached over with her fingers to eradicate it, but one was holding a bowl of popcorn and the other was covered in the butter of said popcorn. Her only remaining option was to use the nails of her other foot.

The ground beneath James began to shake violently as though he were at the epicenter of an earthquake. He struggled to get to his feet and looked around for the cause, though there was no real way of him knowing given his size. In the case that Raychanette was about to move, he dropped and clung onto her skin. Soon after dropping, his view became filled with what looked to be some sort of moving wall. It dragged against Ray’s sole with such speed and he could see bits of dead skin and dust kicking up like a sandstorm as it closed in on his position. Much of him wanted to run and avoid whatever it was, but if he couldn’t avoid the bead of sweat from earlier, there was no avoiding this. Even so, it was hard to just accept it. With how effortlessly it tore through the skin, it looked like this could be the actual end for him. Hoping to go out in peace or at least put himself into a state of denial, he closed his eyes and shouted to try and drown out what approached. While he had his little crisis, Raychanette sat content as her big toe dragged its nail across her sole. It was always so satisfying to rid oneself of an itch, and this was no different. It wasn’t anything worth her actual gaze or attention, but it was still a nice two seconds of pleasure across her itchy sole. That would be the longest two seconds of James’ life. In an instant, he was scooped up along with any other debris. His body was quickly coated in the various dusts and collected as a unified mass of toe grime to reside beneath her large toe’s nail. By the time she had relieved herself of the itch and rested her foot back down, James was beyond disoriented with a mouthful of dirty dead skin tainting his taste buds. He quickly hacked up all he could and was terrified to find himself encased in more of the gunk. It was like a cocoon of debris that he was at the center of with no light or bearings to even know where he now was. While he tried to get adjusted to his new surroundings, Raychanette soon found herself passing out along the couch once more. This left James to waste his night beneath the nail of her large toe. The smell had become far worse and would not allow him any form of rest. Even if it was in vain, he began to dig and hope that he’d find a way through all the gunk. He didn’t even want to fully escape. All that he needed was better air, though the more he dug, the more he lost faith in his ability to affect how much better his night would get. 

The following day went no better. While Ray awoke in bliss with the relief of a clear head, James had failed to get a lick of sleep. He had spent the whole night scrummaging through the contents beneath her nail and only just gotten to the point of seeing some light. He had unfortunately exhausted himself while doing so though and while he could kind of see now, he was given the grim reminder that all he had to look at was more foot. It wasn’t all the same though. It actually seemed dimmer and as he looked up, he saw an expanse of what looked to be the same colored surface that had hit him earlier. Given how little he could do otherwise, he eventually thought through the situation enough to figure that he had wound up underneath one of Ray’s nails. As to whether or not it belonged to a finger or toe was up to debate. There wasn’t much visually to give it away, though with how badly it smelled, he concluded himself to still be a resident of Ray’s foot. He had simply gotten an ‘upgrade’ to the toe suite. His new abode was soon to be on the move as its owner got up to start her day. Ray had a similar amount of work to do today, though she’d be able to get through it far quicker without the headache. Knowing that work would be easier this time, she went ahead and brewed some coffee and made some breakfast for herself to enjoy as she leaned into the various emails she had gotten overnight. She’d type away and talk for several hours, all the while James would continue his existence as toe filth. As it came to be the afternoon, Raychanette sighed in relief to find herself done. With a good half of the day left for herself, she pondered what to do. In her blissful thinking, she subconsciously spread her toes about and peered down as they felt kind of gross. She hadn’t really thought about it until now, but it had been at least two days since she had bothered to take a shower. She would’ve found this to be embarrassing, but shrugged it off since she was convinced that she was the only one having to deal with the yuckiness. Regardless, a nice hot shower sounded wonderful. She started to make her way toward the bathroom when she got a call. To Raychanette’s delight, it was her daughter, Sheila. The two shared a pretty close relationship, but due to college, Sheila wasn’t home as much as Ray would’ve liked. This of course did nothing to change how much they loved one another to the point that Ray nearly screamed with excitement to hear that Sheila had decided to come over for a few days. Soon enough, the two hung up and Raychanette swiftly changed her direction to head into the kitchen. Her daughter was going to be there within half an hour and she was going to make sure that they spent every second possible together, starting with a healthy helping of some of their favorite foods. She didn’t even have an exact plan, but like any great mother she was going to make as much of everything as possible. 

About halfway into chopping up all sorts of things, Ray found herself a bit discomforted by the stale sensation across her feet. She surely still needed to take a shower, but didn’t want there to be a chance in which her daughter came home and had to wait any longer than necessary to eat. As a compromise, Ray sped her way to a closet and grabbed hold of a small white rag. It wasn’t much, but it would be enough for now. Ray plopped herself onto the couch and rested her feet on top of the ottoman. They certainly looked like they were in need of a wash. Just before she was about to scrub up her soles, she noticed a pile up of gunk gathered within her toe nails. It looked nasty and she was not about to have her daughter notice such a thing. With one of her fingernails, she dug the fabric into each nail, though the main culprit for filth lay within the nail of her big toe. James had more or less grown accustomed to Ray’s movements, but in an instant, a flash of white overtook him and he was quickly scraped up along with the rest of the grime beneath her nail. He was freaked out enough to be taken out, but went into a full out panic as he started to fall. His body wasn’t so quick as to attach itself to the rag and wound up in a free fall until he came slamming down onto Ray’s left heel. He wouldn’t ever realize this given how stupid big everything was, but he didn’t need to. It was similar enough in texture and color to indicate to him that he was back on her foot somewhere, but a shadow quickly drew his attention to a massive white pillar coming in from behind. Ray had evidently finished up with her toes and was in the process of wiping her soles now. Of course James had no idea as to what was going on or what the white thing was. Each fiber was a skyscraper to him, and with his luck, one was headed right toward his location. Despite his exhaustion, he still made an attempt to get out of the way, but his micro legs made no difference. Ray’s fingernails kept pressure from behind the rag and its fibers were approaching at a speed which James could not avoid. The soft material hit hard into his body and scooped him up along with any other more noticeable grime that Ray spotted across her foot. Now that it had time to gather up more sweat and gunk, the rag had a far easier time in getting James’ body to stick to one of its fibers. He was already blinded by the white surface encompassing most of his view and could hardly get any sense of direction as the rag was dragged throughout the bottom of Raychantte’s foot. Her foot cleansing lasted no more than a minute, but with so much movement, it was as though James’ world was in a chaotic spiral where he could not even process his location, let alone the passing time. Through all the disorientation, James had managed to get entangled within that building sized fiber and join it through the ride, collecting an assortment of dead skin, dirt, and whatever else one might imagine getting caught beneath one’s foot. 

Ray cringed upon seeing the damp spot on the rag. Her feet certainly felt better, but to think of how much had built up in just two days wasn’t all that pleasant. All things considered though, it wasn’t all that bad looking. Most of the rag was still fresh and dry and regardless of its condition, she was spending far too much time on it. With a shrug, she tossed the rag onto the ottoman and went back into the kitchen to continue her food preparations. That casual toss sent James’ world spiraling until it crash landed onto the living room ottoman. James was left dazed and dizzy as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. Though he was technically free from Raychanette’s foot, it didn’t feel like it in the slightest. If anything, James was currently smothered in even more foot funk than before with all the filth and stale sweat making up the immediate space around him. The smell was ripe and he could hardly see past a layer of stuffy grime. As for Ray, she quickly washed her hands and went back to chopping up an assortment of veggies. Not long after did she hear the front door open and Sheila step in. Her complexion wasn’t that far off from her mother’s, though James wouldn’t get to know anytime soon. Her skin was just a slight shade lighter than her mom’s, but she had the same flow of black hair that was currently tied up into a wavy ponytail and a similar set of brown eyes. She wore a slim fitting pair of gray yoga shorts and a matching tank top that accentuated her slender figure. Giddy with her presence, Raychanette practically fell over as she ran to hug her daughter. The front door thankfully worked to brace both of them as Sheila embraced her mother.

“ACK, hey mom! How’s it going?”

“Better I suppose. Just got through this heck of a headache yesterday and now you’re here so it’s even better!”

“Well that’s good. I’m really glad to see you and I hope we can have some fun soon. Anywho, I’ll be back later!”

“What? You just got back! Where are you headed?”

“Just the gym and back. I wanted to say hi before I went over, but don’t worry; I’ll be back to hang out soon. Want me to get anything while I’m out?”

“Maybe some painkillers and ice cream?”

“Yes and yes. By the way, can I borrow that rag? I don’t have any clean ones on me and knowing Molly, I’m gonna need one.”

“Oh, sure thing hon. As long as you don’t mind that I already used it to wipe up my feet”

“It’s better than nothing and it’s not like I’m returning it clean.”

“Fair enough.” Ray went and snagged the rag off the ottoman then tossed it to Sheila. “You better be back soon!”

“Of course! I love you! Bye for now!”

With a quick hug, Sheila was off. She tossed the rag over her shoulder and made her way into her car. It only took ten minutes to make it to the gym and she could already feel the heat building within her body as she stepped in and walked past an assortment of people and gym equipment. Thankfully the car trip upon her shoulder had given James enough time to catch his breath and fully take in his surroundings. He had come to understand that he was with someone and from his angle could sort of make out the side of her face, though he had no clue as to who it was. As for where they were going, he couldn’t believe it, but they seemed to be entering the very same gym that Susie and Gabby would go to. Of course he didn’t want to get his hopes up knowing that it was incredibly unlikely that they’d be here or that he’d be able to get to them, but it was still comforting to have some point of reference. Every piece of gym equipment and each titanic person seemed to be thousands of miles away and appeared like moving continents to him. Even so, he could still make out some of the finer details such as the mountainous curves that came with a good handful of the titans they passed and if his situation wasn’t so dire, he may have bothered to enjoy this visual opportunity. For now though, he’d have his gaze focused up on a jaw dropping view that he seemed to be approaching.

Molly was in the middle of doing squats with a barbell balanced atop her shoulders. She had been on and off working her ass off for the past twenty minutes and had worked up quite the coating of sweat. Even if he could get her attention somehow, James’ heart was busy skipping a beat as he sat upon the rag speechless.

Molly had a pale complexion with wavy locks of orange hair draping down her back. Her eyes were bright green and glimmered in the light. Her face itself was flawless with just a handful of freckles to accentuate her complexion. She wasn’t quite as tall as Gabby, but she more than made up for it when it came to curvature. Her chest was plump and pushed her purple sports bra to its limit, but more noticeably, she boasted a butt that was as thick as it was heavy. Densely packed with a perfect balance of muscle and fat, her glutes were on another level and looked  like they could crack bone with minimal effort. These impressive assets, along with her similarly thicc thighs were wrapped up tight within a pair of purple leggings that were damp with sweat and wedged all the way up her ass crack. It was a rarity to not find clothing wedged up there, and though it initially proved to be a bother, Molly wound up taking it with pride that she had a backside that many women could only dream of and the way it effortlessly consumed the back of her pants was a visual reminder to all just how impressive her body was. Naturally, this arrogance led to her need to show off whenever it came to her workouts, often wanting to prove herself more capable than any who entered the gym. Even Gabby had experienced the rivalry that came with competing with Molly and was one of the only women who could keep up with the ginger. Intense as she was, it didn’t stop Sheila from viewing her as one of her closest friends. “Molly!”

The freckled woman perked her head to see Sheila approach. With a warm smile, she backed up and placed the bar back on the rack behind her. She eargery walked over and embraced her friend in a sweaty hug. “Hey Sheila, sorry about the sweat. Damn, you’re looking cute as fuck. How’s it going?”

“Pretty well overall. I’m kind of feeling sluggish today, so I’m hoping you can kind of help me out with that.”

“No problem, let’s get that ass of yours to work!” With a playful slap to her behind, Molly led Sheila over to the treadmills where the two could get into a nice warm up. With Molly there to motivate her, Sheila tan with such vigor and before she knew it, the two had cleared a whole mile. The burn felt good and she couldn’t keep from looking over to Molly who ran alongside her. She was a beacon for motivation and had no issues with helping Sheila whenever she needed a good push. While the two enjoyed their run, James was in for quite the ride. The rag stayed well positioned atop Sheila's shoulder, but each step in her run caused it to bounce in place. This sent James to get flung up and down over and over until the woman he was stuck with felt like stopping. Roughly thirty minutes passed and both Sheila and Molly were finally done with the treadmill. They had managed two miles and though the two could keep going, there were plenty of other exercises to get into. Molly led Sheila over to a thigh press where she was able to clench her legs together repeatedly with some resistance that would make her thighs burn as they further developed their fit thickness. Tiring as this was for her, it gave James some time to rest from the prior bouncing. As for Sheila, there was no break as Molly was on her ass to push herself to the limit. She strained for nearly ten minutes until her thighs were wobbling to move any further. The muscles within her legs throbbed and burned and it felt so good to finally stop. To her joy, Molly handed her a much needed bottle of water which she greedily chugged down. Sheila’s body was now glistening in sweat and she figured it was about time to put her rag to good use.

All that bouncing throughout the run had left James in a daze. He could hardly bring himself to focus on anything other than a distinct increase in BO that was about to get worse as Sheila was about to put his little body to work. Grabbing the rag off her shoulder, she plunged it beneath each of her arms, soaking up as much of her pit sweat as possible. It was near impossible to express how drastic of a change this made for James’ environment. Everything from himself to the bit of rag he resided on was suddenly drenched in a putrid salt water and his face was dragged along the moist surface of her armpit. The scent and subsequent taste was enough to make his eyes water as the foul liquid infiltrated his body. It wasn’t until being taken back from the first pit that he was able to get a decent view of where he just was which made it all the more terrible as he was quickly pressed into her second pit. As soon as Sheila finished with her underarms, she dunked the rag into her cleavage to soak up what sweat had built up within. Though it wasn’t as vile as her underarms, it helped to flood the rag even further with sweat. A layer of sweat just thick enough to cause trouble left him somewhat submerged and he was forced to take in a great deal of the salty liquid as he struggled to get air. At this rate, he was ready to break free of the rag and take on the colossal world, but the sweat made both him and the rag a bit heavier and the fiber in which he was already entangled in fastened its grip. By the time he managed to clear some of the stinging sweat from his eyes, he was met with a wall of dark flesh that approached him at a rapid pace. It was honestly a bit surprising to see how much sweat was on her thighs. They glistened like two succulent honey hams and with how much she had just put them through, they were well deserving of a wipe. 

Her thighs were hot to the touch and it felt as though the moist skin was fully capable of cooking James alive. He of course would suffer no such fate and merely be dragged throughout the entirety of each of her thighs. His skin would soon aclemate to that of Sheila’s though and radiate a similar heat as her thighs. It was an uncomfortable experience to say the least as he felt his own body start to break into a sweat and much of his internal moisture left his body. Any disgust or discomfort with his own sweat was quickly overshadowed however by the repeated reminder of all the sweat that Sheila had to offer. With waves of it washing over him, he was left choking upon countless mouthfuls and blinded yet again as her thigh sweat entered his eyes. As she practically finished wiping up her thighs, Sheila suddenly paused for a moment as she got a good luck at her legs. She tilted her head with interest as she flexed them several times. Their definition popped with each flex and she couldn’t help but smile. She let go of the rag and allowed it to be caught between her thighs as she clenched the fabric between them. It may have been a bit narcissistic, but Sheila was kind of loving how great they looked. They were soft enough to work as makeshift pillows yet firm and packed with enough muscle to crush a melon. Or course she had never actually tested that, but the more she looked herself over, the more she got curious as to what her body could do. If only she knew of the micro bug man she was currently crushing, though James may have dodged a bullet with her being oblivious to him. As for James, he was experiencing an all new form of hell as Sheila carelessly squeezed him between her thighs. Soft as they may have been, she was actively tensing them and leaving James with no breathing room whatsoever. It was like she was actively trying to pulverize him, but his minuscule size as well as the sweat rag helped to diminish just how intense the pressure was. This whole sweat trip was proving much for his little form and though he wasn’t dealing with any severe pain, the discomfort and lack of air was sending him on the verge of passing out. His only solace was that Sheila had coincidentally chosen to sit in front of one of the dozens of mirrors within the gym. Weak as he was, he was capable enough to squint through the salty brine and see a mostly full body view of his unaware tormentor. It could’ve been his lack of oxygen and body being squished to hell, but whoever this woman was looked amazing and to think that he was getting suffocated by such fine looking thighs sent him a flurry of mixed emotions as his consciousness started to fade.

“We get it, you’re hot. You done staring at yourself? You definitely aren’t done with your exercises.” Molly’s voice sent Sheila jolting up in a panic. She just barely caught the rag as her cheeks went red. To think that Molly was just watching her check herself out of all things. “Hey, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I look at myself all the time. It’s part of being so great and it’s not a bad thing for you to appreciate your own beauty. Come on, let’s get back to it.”

It was relieving to hear how understanding Molly was and her point of self admiration seemed to settle Sheila down. Both did look incredible and with how much work they put into maintaining such figures, they deserved praise from all including themselves. With the majority of her body clear of sweat, Sheila whipped the now damp rag around her neck. The rag slapped against her skin a bit harder than she would’ve liked, but it was nothing compared to the impact James had just endured. He had taken the brunt of its slap and he was now compressed between the resting weight of the sweat soaked cloth and the sweat soaked skin along the back of Sheila’s neck. This may have just been the first time that he had actually felt some sense of pain at this size and he honestly wished that he had just passed out in order to avoid it. His body actually stung, though as the seconds went by, it dissipated as further proof of his body’s remarkable resilience. Shrouded in damp, smelly darkness, James continued to accompany Sheila as she made her way to another machine. She had decided to join Molly in taking turns upon a shoulder press. It proved to be quite the strenuous effort on Sheila’s part as Molly made her increase the weight upon each set, but she appreciated the burning sensation that surged throughout her upper body. With Molly pushing her, she always wound up making more progress than when she went to the gym solo. It of course meant that she’d be more sore and tired later, but she didn’t think herself to be in the position to complain. As for James, he was given a fairly decent rest after helping the rag to soak up Sheila’s sweat. All he had to do for now was try and catch his breath as he lay pressed against the back of her neck. It may have sounded simple, but even this proved to be a troublesome task. His space was already very limited and the sweat on the rag quickly made the air around him very humid. This left the act of breathing in it of itself to be a tiring effort as though he were in a personal little sauna. Once more, just moments before he was about to be knocked out, a savior in the form of Molly approached to talk to Sheila following their last set.

“Hey Sheila, you’re lookin good. How’s about we hit up some weights and see how things go from there. Maybe we could-”

Molly cut herself off as she shifted her hips and looked back at her own ass. She peeled at the back of her waistband for a moment before cringing and allowing the waistband to slap back into place. Naturally curious as to what had caught her attention, Sheila walked up and tapped Molly’s shoulder to regain her focus.

“What happened? Are you alright?”

“I guess. It just feels like someone dumped a glass of water into my ass. You mind me using that rag?”

Sheila stifled a laugh as she realized how minuscule the issue was, though as she took a glance at her friend’s rear, it got all the more believable as to how it could be a bit more problematic than she had originally thought. “Well if you’re putting it where I think you are, give me a minute.”

“Ha, sure thing.”

As her upper body was more or less dry by now, Sheila figured she’d take the opportunity to relieve her feet which had been brewing in a sweaty funk within her gym shoes. She hadn’t planned to bother with her feet until she was done exercising, but it wasn’t like she planned to be at the gym for much longer anyways. She brought herself over to a bench and sat down with one leg propped along the other. She then removed her shoe and peeled back a sock to expose a very ripe left foot that was dripping in sweat. It was cause to pause and stare for a few seconds before Sheila brought down the rag and pressed it right into the heel. James had just a second of relatively fresh air and could finally see again, but immediately found himself face first up against another surface of musky skin. His body, along with the rag, was dragged across her heel, arch, the ball of her foot, and then finally wedged between Sheila’s toes. The massive digits gripped and clenched the fabric between them, squeezing all their sweat into the poor rag. The pungent flow of foot sweat was quick to flood James’ space and give him a shocking case of dejavú. After spending so much time with Ray’s feet, he was disappointingly convinced that he had found himself in the presence of a foot yet again. The steamy skin of her toes were warm and he could not stop a flow of equally warm sweat from coating his body and filling any openings that it could. With all the sweat he was ingesting, he was starting to feel rather dehydrated. It was just so much, but he wasn’t done yet. As soon as she dried up her left foot, she switched up and freed her right one and repeated the process of rubbing James’ microscopic face across the entirety of its surface. By the time she was finished with both feet, the rag was noticeably heavy. She curiously gave it a quick wring and watched a series of sweat droplets squeeze out from the rag’s fibers. It was a bit embarrassing to see, but nice to know that the rag was doing a good job in keeping her body fresh. It felt like an ocean of sweat had just flown through James’ position and though he had already swallowed far more than he could even recount, he took in several tired breaths of relief as he was no longer submerged within the various bodily sweats.

Naturally, what appeared as a brief break for James was merely a pause before throwing him into his next trip of torment. Sheila shook her head and laughed as she looked between the rag and Molly who stood patiently next to her. With no regard for the rag, she tossed it over and the redhead eagerly caught it. “Thanks Sheila. I know this sounds bad, but I don’t think you’re gonna want this back. I’ll be sure to pay you back sometime soon though. Maybe we can hit up the movies or something later in the week?”

“Sounds fine by me and not to be a bummer towards the workout, but I think I’m gonna be heading home. I only really wanted to stop by for a while and I have plans with my mom. You think we’d be able to pick this up another day?”

“You don’t need to explain yourself to me. Your mom is awesome and you know I’ll be here again so just hit me up when you’re available and have fun!”

“Thanks Molly. I guess I’ll excuse you and the rag for now. I don’t really want to see what you’re about to do, but I hope that rag does you well. Anywho, I’ll see ya later though!” With a wave, Sheila headed home while Molly went into the women’s locker room. As confident and proud as she was with showing her body off, she wasn’t so sure that a cleansing of her ass would be all that attractive to the public. In the somewhat private space of the lockers, she wrapped the rag around her hand and yanked back her waistband. She almost felt sorry for what she was about to put the rag through, but that pity vanished as there was only so much care that could be given to something meant to soak up and clean up. James was dazed enough as is, but had the luck of being just awake enough to watch himself being brought around until he hung with the rag above what looked like two purple moons beneath him. He was honestly so exhausted that he couldn’t immediately piece together what had happened, but as the redhead pulled her pants down about half way, it became all too clear as to the horror of James’ situation. The top half of two cheeks beyond the size of any he had seen in his life hung out in the open for none but he to see. Their heft was very present and his eyes got lost staring into the dark abyss of her crack. It took a few seconds to process the more concerning detail that this was very clearly not the same person that had given him a thigh squeezing amongst other things. With her paler complexion, James had little to go off of until he looked up and trailed the person’s back until he just barely made out what looked to be the back end of a purple bra and a cloud of orange hair even further beyond that. It was like witnessing a whole other expanse of land that was a whole ocean of back muscle away. It was tricky keeping focus with such unreal sights, but with the clues available, he could only guess that this was the same woman he had gotten a peek at earlier upon entering the gym. Upon realizing this, his face went as pale as her ass as he remembered what he was attached to and what that meant.

As for Molly, there was little left to think over, so without further ado, she drove the rag, as well as its little passenger into the horrid environment between her ass cheeks. James’ world quickly went dark and he was quickly pressed hard against another damp surface of skin. The main and most immediate difference with this one was that it absolutely reeked. Just like before, he was in no position to counter the god-like strength that forced him against it. He would just have to accept his face being rubbed into the stink and hope that it would end soon. What he had trouble accepting was that his face was quickly being filled with even more sweat and it made him gag at its far more crude flavor. It was almost enough to trigger some energy to awaken and help him out, but that brief moment of wanting to free himself was snuffed out as Molly’s hand continued to force his body to scrub across the length of her crack. There was no world in which he overpowered any aspect of this. As Molly continued to wipe James across her crack, copious amounts of butt sweat were quickly soaked into and collected within the rag. It seemed to get worse as time went on as though sweat were being produced by the second. The swamp that had formed in Molly’s crack made anything on Sheila seem like a dry wasteland by comparison. After a good five minutes of wiping, Molly brought the rag out from her ass and wrung out the sweat. She had planned to use it again, but it was now gray in color and felt nasty in her hands. With a disgusted look, she tossed the soiled fabric into a nearby bin before yanking up her pants. 

As for James, he was experiencing a whole different level of disgust. Through all the scrubbing, by some miracle, the fabric had loosened enough to finally release James just moments before being pulled out of Molly’s ass. This gave James a much needed break from being dragged through her cheeks, but those very same cheeks rested heavily on either side of him leaving him with nothing but butt meat to breathe in as his body slowly compressed between their weight. He couldn’t even spit up all the nastiness that he had swallowed, but being left still for the moment did grant him time to realize that he was no longer attached to the rag. This fact sent him into a whimpering panic as he screamed into Molly’s butt flesh. That rag, unpleasant as it had been, was his only way out as far as he could tell and the idea of being so minuscule within this oblivious woman’s crack nearly made him faint. There’d be no rest for the wicked of course as Molly still wanted to get one last exercise in before being done with the gym for the day. She eagerly washed her hands and made her way out of the locker room where she walked toward a flat and spacious area with mirrors aligned across one of the walls. Along the opposing wall was a series of equipment from yoga mats to exercise balls to what Molly was truly after, jump ropes. Grabbing hold of a nice purple one to match her outfit, she made her way in front of one of the mirrors and took a deep breath as she readied herself. That short walk had already been enough to squeeze any fight out of James as Molly’s cheeks kneaded him without mercy. He’d beg for more though if he knew what awaited him.

Molly eyed the others within the gym, fully aware that this was likely to turn heads. With a confident smirk, Molly swung the rope over and jumped, successfully making it over the rope just to jump over it again. It only took a few seconds for her to find her rhythm and she soon was clearing two to three hops per second. As expected, she could see a flurry of stares through the mirrors as her body’s curves bounced and jiggled in succession with each jump. Her body remained tense for the most part, just barely loosening up in between jumps to give James a split second to try and breath all before her cheeks came smashing into him like two meteors colliding on repeat with his body trapped in the center. It all felt as though he were in slow motion. Half of the time her cheeks would part and he’d have the slightest sensation of floating before they slammed back together. The other half had him adhered to a cheek and joined it for the ride as it bounced up and around before joining back with the other cheek. It was a mind numbing experience to say the least and his body felt ready to pop every time her asscheeks  clapped together. It got worse with each passing second as it was actually starting to hurt the more that it went on and his sweat soaked body had no chance to recover. He couldn’t even rely on the hope of passing out as the pain kept him wide awake so as to not miss a single moment of his guest time with Molly. He was being pushed to the brink and all he could do was hope that it would be over soon. Of course all of this physical stress to his body had been over the course of just a minute, so after a solid twenty minutes, he was reduced to a half alive speck who’s body had become numb to the pain. The experience left quite the impression and though her ass finally came to a stop, he couldn’t shake the thought that they were still going and there was no ending to this nightmare. As James lay motionless in her crack, Molly checked the time and her own figure for a brief moment in the mirror before making her way toward the door. Part of her wanted to stay for longer, but she had already been working out for a few hours and her body was craving a bath. Even so, there was one unavoidable exercise she had left to do and that was the fact that she had gotten to the gym by riding her bike.

Naturally she saw no issue with this and happily lifted a leg over the bike and planted her fat rear into the seat. Said bike seat was noticeably straining to contain her ass, most of which hung off to the sides with maybe a fifth of it actually resting on the seat. Given that her leggings were already forming a wedgie, she didn’t even have to start pedaling to find the seat digging up her ass. To anyone passing by, it looked like there wasn’t even a seat to begin with and though she could probably fix the whole wedge issue, she knew it would just happen again once she started moving. Twas the consequences of having such a bountiful butt and she was content with that. As such, she began to pedal. Each cheek shifted up and down and the bike seat quickly got further lost within the woman’s crack. As for James, he was repositioned to basically be on his back all the while the bike seat had caused Molly’s cheeks to spread. This gave James a break from being at the center of her heavy cheeks, but also allowed him the cursed ability to breathe in her ass cracked filtered air. Gross as the air was, James didn’t even have the strength to gag properly, let alone cover his face. He merely lied there and stared at what would be one of the worst sights of his life. As Molly progressed down the various streets and sidewalks, James joined the seat in getting deeper and deeper up her crack. Bad as this was, it was made worse by the fact that since they were outside, bits of the evening sky allowed enough light to give James a dim view of the most gut wrenching sky he had ever seen. Molly’s sweaty, oily asshole hovered comfortably above James’s position just barely visible in the dim light that entered her crack. At his size, the moist pucker seemed to be hundreds of miles away, but with every few pedals, he seemed to get closer by a dozen or so of those miles. The closer he got, the more endless her hole seemed to become and soon his vision became blurred by a particularly large looking droplet of oily anal sweat that began to form along one of her canyon sized wrinkles. Before he knew it, the drop left her pucker and plummeted with a splat onto James’ position. To his benefit, the fabric of the leggings as well as the cushion of the seat helped to soak in most of the vile sweat, but it’s impact left him even more winded than he already was with bits of the oily substance trickling into his nose and mouth.

James would only grow more familiar with the rancid pucker above as Molly entered her neighborhood. As she rolled down one of the streets, she failed to notice a particularly nasty pothole and her front tire dropped abruptly before finding its way through and past it thanks to her existing momentum. The sudden drop was already uncomfortable, but then the back tire dropped soon after. She was thankfully able to stabilize rather quickly and the inconvenience had actually managed to dislodge the bike seat from her swampy backside. This worked to James’ detriment as there was no longer anything to keep Molly’s cheeks from slapping back together and sandwiching him between their sweaty mass. It only took a few seconds for the back of her leggings to start wedging even further than before causing James to inch further and further up her rear. By the time she reached her street, James found his face slapping hard against a rather oily surface that felt more springy and rubbery than that of the asscheeks in which he had gotten familiar with. His new location was obvious and its ripe stench sent him gagging. There was no doubt in his mind that he was now face to face with this stranger’s wrinkled hole. It gave off such a strong heat that James felt as though he were about to melt and he quickly found himself half submerged within its oily, sweaty surface. This new environment seemed to spark some fight within James to get back; though as Molly reached her apartment and hopped off her bike, James was repositioned from having Molly’s hole pressed above to being cheek to cheek with her stink ring as she locked up her bike and walked up the stairs to her floor.

She had finally made it back home and was ready to get her ass into a soothing bath. She was quick to make it to the bathroom and run the faucet. As the tub filled, she went and grabbed hold of a small speaker and placed it on the sink counter. By the time she had a playlist ready to go, the tub was full and all that was left was for her to strip down and dive in. She quickly removed her bra and peeled off her sweat soaked socks. That in itself filled her with relief as she wriggled her toes and stretched out her torso. The air felt incredible, but she knew that there was more comfort to be felt as she dug her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings. With a series of shimmies and tugs, she released her ass from their confines. It took a bit to free the back of them from her crack, but they slipped out soon enough. She quickly continued to yanked them down her thighs and whipped the soaked leggings off to the side. Free from her clothes, she started up the speaker and stepped in, allowing herself to slowly submerge within the depths of the water. Its warmth was so soothing and made her body tingle with delight. The water was warm enough to produce a decent bit of steam which helped to relax her and keep any part of her that wasn’t submerged from getting too cold. Even nicer, she could feel the sticky sweat from her workout just wash away and with the sweet beats in the background, she was damn near ready to take a nap in there. As for James, little had changed overall. He was still stuck up against Molly’s anus and with how she had chosen to sit, her cheeks formed a tight seal that prevented any water from getting up there. This didn’t necessarily make things ok though as there was no world in which James would find comfort in taking a break up against someone’s asshole and just like everything had been since going with Ray, things were going to get even worse for him. The way in which Molly was positioned wasn’t proving to be as comfortable as she’d like. The tub was already near its limit for supporting someone with as wide of a rear, but that would do little to deter her from wiggling in place and leaning back with a joyful smile on her face. She’d never realize just how much she changed things from making this little shift in place. Her cheeks were spread enough to now  allow the warm water to flow up her crack. Though it did little other than further Molly’s comfort, it sent James into a whole new state of alarm as there was the forceful equivalent of a tsunami rushing to fill the gap between Molly’s cheeks.

James of course saw nothing with how deep he was. He could only hear the rushing flow for less than a second before the water crashed hard from below and slapped his body even further up against Molly’s hole as though he weren’t stuck to it enough. Though this water was significantly more pleasant than the salty moisture he had been forced to swallow over the past few days, it was still an imminent threat that seemed to want to drown him. He couldn’t believe it, but he wound up clinging onto one of Molly’s many anal wrinkles for safety. With how thorough he was mashed into the hole and how humid and sticky her sweaty oils had become, he naturally adhered to the pucker quite well, but he thought it more safe than sorry to allow himself to be washed away. Maybe if he weren’t so exhausted both physically and mentally, he would’ve understood the benefits in being washed off her asshole. A quick counter to that idea though was that the forceful nature of the water could risk launching him even deeper than he’d be willing to imagine. Regardless, his grip upon her hole likely made no real difference as to whether or not he remained. He could feel his body getting looser by the second and what happened next would be up to fate. To his displeasure, the ripe hole that he had been stuck to suddenly started to flex and for a moment, James felt himself being sucked towards it. He thanked the heavens that he couldn’t actually see this, but it also scared the shit out of him that there was any form of sucking going on at all. He had been misfortunate enough to wind up face to face with the wrinkled holes of women before, but he had been lucky enough to avoid getting lodged up the other side of one. This new possibility sent goosebumps throughout his body which now fought for its damn life to fight against both the sucking force of Molly’s pucker and the crashing current of water pushing him toward it. As he feared, his efforts seemed to make no progress and it seemed that he was going to meet his end lost inside someone’s pucker.

Just before that horror came to fruition however, the suction came to a stop. It was just in time too as James was just a micrometer away from getting lodged up there. The water nearly finished the job to send him in, but all of a sudden, the massive asshole pulsed out as if trying to reach out to James. It seemed to want him inside of it, but as quickly as her hole had puckered out, a force far greater than that which had sucked him up in the first place shot out from the gigantic sphincter. It was louder than anything he had heard in his life and made his ears numb. The poor man’s mouth and nose were just as quickly pumped full of a vile air that instantly made him want to vomit. That same air continued to pour out from the asshole with such power that it quickly shot James away from Molly’s pucker and even prevented him from throwing up as the toxic gas simply forced its way down his throat and prevented anything from leaving his stomach. As the hot air violated James’ insides, the micro man gained distance away from Molly’s asshole. Within a second of letting it rip, he was sent through and out the depths of her crack. Her earlier workout as well as this bath had helped to ease out any pressure within her gut and though the release was nothing to think of on her part, it meant everything to James. While he was now free from the woman’s anus, the red head’s gaseous current formed dozens upon dozens of bubbles within the water and to his continued torment, James had wound up encased in one of these bubbles. Trapped within the slimy air bubble left him reeling for several seconds as he had no way of freeing himself. Even when this bubble reached the water’s surface, it remained intact by some miracle for another handful of seconds before finally popping. By the time it did pop, James had already been forced to breathe in a good deal of its rank contents, but while he suffered to get the rotten taste out from his entire body, his eyes were blinded by a bright light. It took him a good few minutes of floating to fully process what had happened, but what he could decipher at the very least was that he had been freed from whoever’s ass he had been stuck in. Even better was that he seemed to be within some body of water. Knowing how his body worked as well as having been deprived of anything other than sweat for so long, he wasted no time and dived under to gulp down as much of it as possible. He drank and drank to the point of feeling bloated, all the while scrubbing his body to rid it of what sweat he could. This was the closest thing to fresh that he had felt for too long and he was not going to let the opportunity go to waste.

Soon enough, his body began to shake in a way that filled him with glee. He almost wanted to cry as he suddenly burst in size to a moderate half an inch. It wasn’t perfect, but it was a step in the right direction. With how much his body had soaked up, it would likely take a good while longer to reach his fully tiny size. Even so, he at least had the unintentional bonus of causing a slight splash within the water. James of course thought little of it and floated up with joy, even cheering and whipping his arms to the air before turning and meeting the confused look from Molly who glared down at him. He immediately regretted making a scene. As much as he wanted and needed help, he didn’t know this person and for all he knew, this person would pose a whole new kind of threat to him though he couldn’t allow himself to jump to such conclusions so soon. The more he looked, the more he realized just how terribly embarrassing this was. The two were evidently in some sort of tub and by the woman’s shocked expression, this was her first time seeing him. It was certainly his first time getting a clear look at her without any gym related Interruption and despite how chaotic this situation was, he couldn’t help but admit that whoever this was looked astonishing. To his regret, his eyes trailed down from the woman’s face to two massive tits that were half submerged in front of him which led his cheeks to burn red. He quickly covered his eyes and squealed as he was certain that he had fucked up his first impression with what was likely his best chance at any form of help. The red head seemed to take notice of his actions and quickly brought an arm over to cover her breasts. As much as she wanted to feel embarrassed by whatever this was, Molly’s head was flowing with far too many questions. With her free hand, she reached out and scooped the little guy before bringing him up close to her face. Convinced that he was in no position to gawk at her chest anymore, she brought her arm away and stretched it out to turn off her speaker. As soon as she did so, her eyes widened as the tiny man began to explain himself. As awkward of a situation as it was, James had no intention of dragging it out and the sooner that this woman was up to speed, the better. To both of their surprise, James did a fair job summarizing everything within just ten minutes. 

The silence was real for quite possibly the longest minute ever before Molly finally found the words to respond. “Sorry little guy, I’m still just trying to wrap my head around the fact that someone as small as you even exists and that the first time I see anyone this small, then tell me they’ve been lodged somewhere up my ass for however many hours today. You said you were with someone named Raychanette, right? That’s the name of my friend’s mom. If you somehow got from her to me, that means that Sheila must’ve…” Molly’s eyes suddenly went wide as she burst out laughing. She even dropped James back into the water as she held a hand to her head and cackled for a whole minute. She wiped tears from her eyes as she let out a heavy sigh. “Sheesh, you really are an unlucky little thing. You must’ve gotten tangled up in that little rag we were using to wipe up our sweat. Oh my gosh, I nearly threw you out then! As soon as I was finished using it, I whipped that nasty rag off into the bin…” As the pieces continued to connect, Molly didn’t even care that James was in full view of her naked body. The humiliation that he had endured was far too entertaining and she wound up laughing for another minute or so. “So you’re telling me that the reason you wound up against my asshole is cause you just happened to get caught up in a good ass wiping? No, that couldn’t have been it… holy shit you were with me for the jump rope AND the bike ride home?! That’s so ridiculous and too hilarious.”

The more she spoke, the more James wished he had just remained ignorant to the situation. To be reminded of how he had been demeaned to such a nasty degree as to become one with a sweat rag and even be a part of what it… no he… had been through across these people’s bodies. He could hardly even look Molly in the face anymore as her expression was filled with either taunting smiles or taunting laughter. 

“Fuck man, I have to say that finding you is probably the highlight of the week. You even know Gabby… I’ll have to think that over later, but for now, how about we continue this chat after the bath?” At this, James could agree. He had expected Molly to just take him out of the bath, but to his surprise, she fully intended to clean him up herself. She grabbed a nearby bar of soap and scrubbed the bar between her hands until they were lathered with soapiness. She then snatched the little man between them and began to scrub him all over. For a first meeting, he was a bit thrown off with how rough she was being, though his ability to survive thus far seemed to give her the impression that she didn’t need to be careful. This unfortunately led to several rough scrubs and scratches across his body and he got more than one mouthful of soap shoved into his mouth during the whole process. Even so, it admittedly did feel rather good to have the taste of this woman’s ass literally cleaned out from his mouth. She actually did an amazing job overall in terms of making him feel incredibly clean. He practically sparkled in the light by the time she was done and as soon as she was, she placed him off to the side to rest by the sink.

With him out of the way, Molly went into double time to clean herself up. As much as she wanted to enjoy the bath, James was just too interesting of a concept to not put her attention toward. She opened up the drain to the tub and as the water started to leave her, she switched on the shower head and began to wash herself. She doused her hair in shampoo and conditioner and lathered the hell out of it. Whether she initially intended to or not, she was practically giving James a free show of her fully nude body with vast trails of soapy water running down every inch and curve. As much as he felt wrong for looking, something about how she moved about seemed to imply that she wanted him to. That aside, her body was just so perfect from head to toe that it was challenging to keep his eyes off. In the midst of rinsing out her hair, Molly turned and locked eyes with the little guy. He gasped and expected to be barrated for his gazing, but instead, she simply smirked and gave a little pose. With her hands behind her head, she fully presented her front to him and even gave him a flirtatious wink. If this was some sort of anime, his nose would’ve erupted into a bloody fountain, but since this was the real world, no such silliness took place. He did however flail back in an embarrassed panic as he went into hiding behind the red head’s speaker. His face was red and his mind flustered as he could not believe what was happening. Was she into this? Why was she so casual about showing her body off? Why of all women did he have to wind up with one so overwhelmingly confident. James tried to get it together and remember what had led him here. He still needed to get back to Susie and Gabby and despite this woman’s interesting way of acting toward him, he’d have to get over it if he were going to get her help. After finally calming down, he ran out from the cover of the speaker only to find Molly standing right over him. He went completely silent, thankfully able to stay relatively composed as she was at the very least wrapped up in a towel. He wondered how it was even possible for her to look completely dry, then contemplated that he may have been behind the speaker for longer than he had originally thought. Regardless of those semantics, he had to remain focused as what happened next would likely impact his return home. The towering woman looked down at him with an all too mischievous smirk before reaching her hand out and presenting her palm to him. He took a deep breath as if to prepare himself before hopping onto her palm. Tiny in hand, she began her march off to what he assumed to be her bedroom where he was placed upon the edge of her bed. As he stood there, she moved to a closet where she dropped her towel and began to change into a fresh pair of white panties and a matching bra. James was both quick enough and smart enough to avoid looking this time, but still blushed as he heard the audible snap of her waistband. She walked back to the bed and stood before James, clearly having no intent on putting anything else on.

“So, how was it?” James didn’t immediately catch onto what she meant, which only amused her further as she continued to speak. “Like, my ass. I’ve never had anyone so close to it before and you’d probably have a better analysis of it than anyone else. I can’t imagine it smelled any good, and I’m kind of surprised to know that someone so small could’ve survived back there, but I’d count yourself lucky. Few have ever gotten to touch my ass, let alone get the sort of intimate tour that you did. And hey as far as I can tell, my ass actually saved your life. If I hadn’t passed a little gas while in the tub, you could’ve ended up on the other side of my pucker. Can’t imagine any scenario where that would’ve turned out well for ya, so I think you owe my cheeks your life.” Molly’s cheeks turned red at the thought, her eyes softening as she looked at James. “Ain’t that something? My butt is capable of changing the fates of people even without me realizing it. I truly am a wonder. How about it James? Wanna give my butt thanks?”

It would haunt him forever to know that she wasn’t even far off from the truth. It made him wonder if it would’ve been better to just get washed down the drain. Before James could respond to her, she ripped off the towel and leaped onto the bed. She landed butt first just a couple of feet in front of him with such force that it shook the bed and made James experience what it was like to be at the epicenter of an earthquake. He stood no chance in balancing himself and wound up falling onto his back. As things settled down, he sat up to see Molly positioned onto her knees with her back facing him. As one could guess, her back wasn’t the focus point. “I normally wouldn’t be so willing to expose my cheeks to anyone, but seeing how far between them you’ve already been, I figure you’re a special little exception.” She shook her hips and made her cheeks jiggle before him. The way they instantly gobbled her underwear up into a thong left him speechless with his jaw open wide as he watched in awe. Her cheeks were more or less bare for his viewing now and his little brain could not come up with anything to do or say. To be fair, everyone’s ass was big for James at this point, but Molly’s was something else. Each cheek looked capable of cracking stone and could even give Gabby a run for her money. Molly turned her head back and grew a devious grin at how motionless he was. She knew her ass was one to catch the eyes of many, but to freeze someone like this was very amusing. He hardly knew her, and despite how wild his current predicament was, Molly’s ass was capable of making him forget all of that. He just stood there in silence and appreciated what was right in front of him. “So, how about you hop inside and give it some love already?”

James had to take a moment to fully process what she had just said, shaking his head in disbelief as he repeated her words in her head. “W-what?”

“Come on James, crawl yourself over and get up into this crack~”

“Huh?!” It was even harder to believe the second time. He wanted to think that this was just some sort of joke or tease, but Molly stayed shaking her hips and the look in her eyes was that of sheer lust. It was kind of frightening and he found himself backing up as he stuttered a response. “B-but wait… no, what?! We don’t even know each other… Why would you even say something like that? Besides, I have to get back to Gabby and Susie, remember?”

Molly simply rolled her eyes as she scooted back to make up the distance between them. Her ass now hovered just inches before him, but as mesmerizing as it was, the idea that she wasn’t planning on taking him back was more concerning. She almost seemed annoyed as he took his eyes off her rear to look at her with questioning eyes. “What? You think that you getting stuck with me means that I have to immediately drop everything to return you?”

“What is that supposed to mean?! Are you trying to keep me here?!”

“Well James, it’s already getting kind of late. I’m tired and I’m sure your friends are tired too. I can just return you in the morning, can’t I? Besides, this looks like a once in a lifetime opportunity. In what world would I have been able to guess that I’d get to spend the night with a  micro little man. The chances are basically nonexistent, so I think you can understand where I’m coming from when I say that I want you to stay the night. To make that clear, I’m not actually asking. Just relax and enjoy what’s in front of you. You know how many people who die to be in your position right now?” It looked as though reasoning with her was out of the question. Her tone made it clear that this was something she intended to happen regardless of how enthusiastic he was about it. “Besides, you still haven’t given me a proper thanks for saving you. Sure you may not have enjoyed yourself up my ass, but I didn’t even know you were there. Now that you’re at a more reasonable size, I want to know what it’s like to have a little man pressed against my steamy ass.”

“L-look you’re right Molly. I haven’t thanked you enough for getting me out of there and even cleaning me. It’s far more than you needed to do for someone you just met and I do want to find a way to repay you, but this is just so sudden. Wouldn’t you rather we get to know each other a bit more before considering anything so… forward?”

“From how I see it, you’re the one who wound up with me. I didn’t ask for it, but I’m not complaining either. All I want is to know how this will feel. You know how unlikely it is that I’ll ever get to play around with someone like you again? It’s tempting enough as it is to just keep you here beyond tomorrow, but I’m not that much of a bitch. It’s just one night with me and you’ll be back home.” It was frustrating to see very little fault to her logic. She did hold the power here and if she was feeling any kind of sinister, she could easily just trap him here for as long as she wanted. This didn’t necessarily mean that he could fully trust her, but it was his only play for now. Still, getting naughty with someone so quickly after meeting them wasn’t something he could so easily agree to, especially given where she wanted him to go. “Here, I’ll even get us started. I don't really know what to expect with this, but I guess that’s kind of the point of me doing it at all. Just keep being small and cute and this might just wind up being one of the best night’s of your life. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure you don’t get swallowed up~”

Before he could come up with another argument, she pinched him tightly between her fingers and brought his body behind her. With a free hand, she spread her cheeks and exposed her crack as much as possible. “Oh yeah, better get these out of the way. I don’t know why I even bothered putting them on.” She quickly wiggled her way out from her panties and tossed them off to the floor before continuing to spread her cheeks with James dangling just inches away. Like before, James was speechless at the sight. Unlike before, it was more so out of fear this time than admiration. He counted himself lucky to not fully grasp the visual of where he had been trapped when microscopic, but Molly had just thrown that bit of comfort right out the window as she held him in front of her crack to give him a clear view of what his night was going to consist of. Layers upon layers of cheek meat made the walls that would lead to a wrinkly hole deep in the center. He hated the fact that he could already somewhat make it out, but Molly just held him there for nearly a minute. She clearly wanted to engrave this visual into his mind and as she looked back, she could see that she was indeed successful. “Now that you can see it clearly, is it everything you imagined~? I do wonder how gorgeous it must look from your perspective. Probably as close as you’re gonna get to perfection. I wouldn’t be surprised if you wanted to stick around even longer after this. Anyway, hope you had a good look cause it’s about to get real dark real quick. See you in the morning~!” With a cheeky grin, she plunged James up her ass. He watched as the distance between him and her pucker lessened and the awaiting asshole even seemed to twitch in anticipation to feel him. Unable to change his destination, he closed his eyes and braced for impact.

His face was first to make contact against the hot, rubbery skin. It felt so oily and sticky and his face seemed to naturally want to adhere to it. The rest of his body quickly followed suit in becoming one with Molly’s hole. He could hear her coo as soon as his whole body made contact. Her hole twitched and flexed soon after as if it were embracing James in a tight hug. Panicked, he screamed into her wrinkles which only tickled her and led her hole to flex more. His face was inadvertently pinched between two folds of her sphincter that muffled his voice. In his panic, he made the inevitable mistake of breathing in. Even with the bath, an asshole still smelled like an asshole. He gagged at the odor and tried to push against the hole. He actually managed to get his face away from it until Molly let her cheeks clap back together. Their impact smashed James right back into the hole where he immediately began to squirm. As expected by both he and Molly, his movements did nothing to change his situation. All they did was send Molly into a state of bliss as she pressed her hands to her cheeks. Forcing an actual person to be face to face with her steamy asshole was something she never would’ve thought possible, yet here she was feeling James wriggle about against her sensitive hole. She quivered at his movements and her anus eagerly pinched away at his body as though to repay him for the attention it was getting. Between having his body squeezed by her rubber ring and having to breathe through that very ring, James was opting to bail on Molly all together. Aside from how strangely intimate this had gotten, he was not ready to spend the night pleasuring her pucker. With an agitated sigh, James opened his mouth and bit onto one of Molly’s sphincter folds. It wasn’t ideal, but it was probably his best bet in getting out if he could make this experimental experience of hers an unpleasant one.

While this was fairly sound logic, James had actually given off the opposite effect. His teeth, though tough, didn’t bite with enough force to really hurt Molly like he had hoped. Instead, his teeth had essentially scratched a nonexistent itch in such a way that it actually left Molly blushing and bending over to bite into one of her pillows. Thick as her cheeks were, her bent position allowed them to spread enough to allow a dim light into James’ space. While he wasn’t all that grateful to see her hole again, he was excited to see that there was an opening to break free. He tried to push off of the giant anus, but with a quick clench, he was squished flat and unable to move. As Molly relaxed her cheeks, James fell back onto her asshole which welcomed him back with by clenching as well. He further screamed and squirmed in vain to break free, but Molly’s butthole proved to be stronger. Desperate and without many other options, he double downed in his efforts to disrupt her pleasure. He sank his teeth into the vile rubbery skin several times. He wouldn’t get much of a chance to pierce it as her hole instantly reacted to his bite by pinching his face. He soon enough gave up on this strategy and practically sank into Molly’s pucker in defeat. 

As if to reward his efforts, Molly reached back and pressed her index finger into his back. She then proceeded to literally rub James into her hole which to her pleasure felt absolutely amazing. Purposefully being used as a wipe for her hole was so demeaning and to have her oily stink literally rubbed into his face pushed James to give it his all in one final attempt to free himself. Straining his muscles to their absolute limit, he pushed back against the monstrous finger. His body wobbled as he did so, but he did manage to push himself away from the foul hole. Feeling his resistance, Molly blushed knowing just how much power she currently held over this guy. She wasn’t even strong enough to handle her butthole, let alone one of her fingers. Eager to remind him of this, she pressed further into his back. As expected, he quickly fell to the pressure of her digit. What she had miscalculated was how much force she really needed to put into overpowering him. She had actually pushed a little too hard and accidentally wound up wedging him halfway up her hole. He was lucky in that it was mostly his torso going in for the deep dive with his head and limbs free, but it was enough to send him wriggling once more. His motions combined with being just a bit deeper sent waves of pleasure throughout Molly’s body. She reeled up and shivered as her asshole chewed on James’ body. She didn’t even mean for him to get so deep, but with how good he felt now, her mind began to flow with various possibilities of what could be done with this guy. In her state of bliss, she turned and let herself fall into her back. That motion quickly shifted James from having the hole under him to having it pressed on top of him. James was overflowing with concern as to how crazy this woman was. He had only just properly introduced himself less than an hour ago and was already being made into some sort of pleasure cushion for what was basically a stranger to him. Of course he couldn’t do anything more than think these things as he was in no position to overpower her desires. 

“Fuck yeah that’s the spirit. I told you that you’d get into this soon enough. With an ass this great, it was inevitable. Keep it up and get as rough as you want back there. Also, I’m sure you already know, but feel free to run that tongue across anything and everything. I’m sure we’ll both enjoy it!”

This whole ordeal was proving to be so great that Molly legitimately wondered if she should ever take him out, let alone give him back. It was unlikely that anyone would be able to track him to her, and there was only so much that she could do with him in one night. Having 24/7 access to him sounded fantastic, though she couldn’t help but feel some shred of guilt toward keeping someone like that forever like some sort of slave. Then again, the mere thought of having a toe sized slave to pleasure her reaffirmed how great it would be to keep him. If he felt this good now, he’d likely do wonders to keep her in bliss when at work or motivate her even further at the gym. She could even make a game out of it and guess how much he’d shrink based on what workouts she was doing. He was lucky to have her bathe before this or else he’d likely be shrinking already, though if he continued to keep her this excited, there’d likely soon be more than enough sweat available to make him scared. Though she enjoyed getting lost in these thoughts, Molly noticed a distinct lack of movement coming from James. With how much he had wriggled about throughout that last few minutes, she had expected more. Curious, she clenched her hole a few times to try and get him back into it, but when nothing happened, she became annoyed. James was fully awake, but had actively chosen to just not move. His efforts at stopping her physically had failed, so the only option left to keep her disinterested was to avoid feeding into her desires. As much as he instinctively wanted to fight against the hungry ring, he was confident that she’d eventually get bored and give up on this endeavor. This confidence soon turned into cowardice at the sound of a monsterous rumble that he could only assume came from somewhere up above. He lay there with wrinkles resting on his face as he tried to figure out the source of such a horrendous sound. Another rumble made his heart sink as he realized the true horror of what approached. The rumbling had even caught Molly’s attention as she rubbed her gut. All this flexing and clenching seemed to have knocked something loose and it quickly traveled throughout her bowels to rendezvous with James at her backdoor. She was on the verge of taking him out to keep him from experiencing a brunt blast to the face, but stopped herself at the last second. Her lips curled into a devious smile as she instead started to massage her stomach, all the while snickering to herself as she felt the build up of pressure travel through her system. 

“Hey, if you need air or some motivation to keep going, I’ve got you covered. If you can hear me down there, do me a favor and open wide~”

James’ eyes began to water as the gigantic sphincter started to twitch. His mind went frantic as there was no place for him to go and no way of avoiding this. What happened next was entirely up to this woman’s desires and unfortunately for him, this was one of them. All of a sudden, Molly’s asshole pushed outward and buried James into the very center of it as though it were giving him a deep smooch. The ring had expanded a great deal and was slowly encasing itself around his actual head. Just like this, he could easily tell the horrid difference in smell. He couldn’t take it anymore. Staying still was not the way to go. Terrified that he may trigger its release by moving, he refrained and instead yelled at the top of his lungs to hopefully get Molly to both notice and free him. Of course Molly was more than happy with where he was now and had no intentions of removing him. Even if she did want to, he had inadvertently hastened his own demise. His screams echoed throughout her anal walls and though it was subtle, they caused a tingling series of vibrations to be felt throughout and to make things worse, he started to feel a vibration within himself. He shrieked and cried as he diminished in size. It wasn’t significant by any means as he only lost a millimeter or so, but the vibration was still very intense and he had inadvertently vibrated Molly’s asshole as a result. This sent the redhead into an unforeseen state of bliss as she shuddered at his vibration. It felt so damn good and as much as she wanted to savor whatever it was he had just done, she could no restrain herself any longer as James had actually helped to loosen her clenching hole.

Molly bit her lip and gripped onto the sheets as she relaxed her anus. In less than a second, James was immediately slapped in the face with a searing hot blast of gas. Unable to move an inch, he was at the very epicenter of her open hole and whether he liked it or not, his mouth was literally pried open by the force of Molly’s fart. The eggy torrent of gas pumped down his throat and into his stomach and lungs with no signs of stopping. Any sense of being clean was instantly blown away as her airy stink clung to his skin and heated up his insides with its pungent aroma. The stench seemed to want to infuse itself into his tongue and as it continued to get hotter, he both feared and hoped that it would melt off. This instantly made him wish that he was back with Ray. Being a servant to her feet seemed like a heavenly dream when compared to the vomit inducing air being forced into his body. The heat of the fart left his skin feeling dry and yet there was a humidity to it that kept it feeling moist and gross. This brassy release of pent up gas continued to spray all over him for seven whole seconds before her hole sputtered to a close. As soon as he was able, he flailed into a fit of coughing and gagging all the while he punched, kicked, and scratched at Molly’s pucker wanting out.

“Hahaha! Wow you must’ve loved that! I really wanna take you out and ask how it tasted, but even I can smell how gross that was. Besides, I need you to do whatever the fuck you just did back there. I don’t know how you did it, but that was just phenomenal. I’m glad to know you’re taking some initiative cause you got work to do. Keep up the wriggling, thrashing, and anything else you think might be a good idea and I may just decide to hold the next one in!” Even if she did choose to hold her gas in, her current position on the bed practically trapped the entirety of her last fart within her crack to further soak into James’ being. He wanted to cry, but his tears quickly dried from the sheer heat that her lingering gas produced. It was so horrible, he couldn’t even keep still if he wanted. It was like his body was on autopilot for survival or to at least save himself from the suffering. Any efforts of course only worked to please the big bootied goddess as his movements led her to moan. She had never felt so good and it looked like she was in for one of the greatest nights of her life. Poor James on the other hand would not catch a single break. As far as Molly was concerned, this was possibly her only night to do this which meant that she was about to pull an all-nighter making sure that neither one of them forgot this time together. Not only would this lead to hours on end of being pummeled between her flawless glutes, but he’d be subjected to mouthful upon mouthful of gas infused sweat that was already forming and trickling down toward her hole. It wouldn’t be long before he’d shrink and be forced to endure these horrors at a much grander scale. While this was cause for concern on his end, Molly couldn’t care less. All that mattered to her was that this tiny man continued to please her regardless of how small he got and if he let up even a little bit, she wouldn’t hesitate to further punish him with the full might of her ass and what smelly horrors could and would come from it.