Jake and Skylar sat on the couch as their mother stared them down with cold eyes.
At 6'3, Linda was quite an intimidating woman. Her dark ebony skin had also come with a harsh temper, she wasn't to be taken lightly. She had a slender frame about her mid-section, but her bust and rear seemed to belong to a woman twice her size, as both were ridiculously large and drew attention wherever she went.
She switched gazes from her daughter Skylar, 19 who retained her mother's dark skin and curcaveous frame, albeit a smaller replica, to her son who Jake, 18 who was a pale caucasian with blonde hair and blue eyes, who owed his looks to his father who he'd never met.
"So this is how you repay my trust?" Linda sked coldly.
Jake and Skylar both stiffened as she spoke, neither one made to answer.
Linda kicked a styrofoam cup across the room.
"You two had better hope that was soda in that cup" she said, walking forward. "You thought you could clean this up by tommorow huh? Didn't think i'd get back a day early? well....too bad for you two because here I am, and I am not happy."
"But mom we-" Skylar began.
"Did I say I was done!?" Linda snapped, her daughter fell silent.
"Jake..." Linda said, turning her attention to her son, "That wasn't a girl I saw running from your room was it?"
Jake shook his head, lying.
"Mmhmm" Linda said, "And Skylar, what was in those shot glasses? Apple cider?"
Skylar did nothing and continued her staring contest with the ground.
"You two.....are in....so....much....trouble...."
Linda began to formulate what punishment would fit best, but after a few moments she realised she had nothing sufficiently severe enough.
Well.....you do have.....THAT..... she thought coldly.
She shook the thought from her mind, THAT was way to cruel.
She looked up at her guilty children, then around the room at her destroyed home.
Maybe not......
Without a word she left the room, going into her bedroom she fumbled through her nightstand until at the very back found a small bottle with no label. Taking two of the dissolvables from it, she walked into the kitchen and mixed them into two seperate drinks.
She returned to her children and handed them each a glass.
"Drink" she said plainly. They obliged without question.
She took their empty glasses and set them down, placed her hands on her wide hips, and waited, taping her foot impatiently.
"Mom...what was that?" Jake asked worriedly.
"You'll see" she replied quickly.
It took only another moment for both her children to suddenly lurch forward.
The change happened faster than she remembered it being, it took only a few seconds for both of them to disappear into their individual piles of clothing.
She fished them each out with a smile, holding them each in a seperate hand, her two, naked, tiny, one inch tall children.
"Much better don't you think?" she asked them grinning.
They both began to shout in confusion, screaming questions at her, asking her to explain what she'd done and how it was possible.
She'd heard it all before, long ago, and ignored it as she set them both down on the table. then went around cleaning up the mess their guests had made.
It took her a good twenty minutes by herself, the entire time her children had not dared to move from the table.
"I hope you two are happy" she said as she returned to them, scooping them up and seating herself on the couch. She set them at the opposite end and swung her legs upward.
"Now my feet hurt even more, you two will have to do something about that" she said smiling as they both looked at her shoes in horror.
She slipped them off, wiggling her socked toes and letting their odor fill the air.
Both Jake and Skylar began to cough and gag furiously.
"See what a long day at work gets you?" she said, pointing at them with her toes.
Using her left toe, she removed her right sock, and the reversed the procedure with the other foot, wrinkling her soles and wiggling her toes above her tiny children, she could only imagine what it must look like to them. As she did so, she felt that familiar feeling as she began to get a little slick downstairs. Strangely enough, she felt no shame, even though they were her children.
Oh well....they got themselves into this one.
"Get to work you two" she said, leaning back, enjoying her control over them.
Jake and Skylar shot each other worried looks, both naked and reduced to an inch, they were in the same pot, and if they didn't want to be cooked, they would do what their titanic mother asked.
They each took an individual foot, running their tiny hands up and down their mother's warm soles.
"Ohhhhhh...." Linda moaned as she felt the tiny hands on her feet, "That's good....more...."
Jake and Skylar pressed harder, working her wrinkles as her toes sprinkled them with flecks of lint and dirt.
Linda began to slide her feet slowly, back and forth, scooting her children with them.
"Keep it up you two" she said, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation.
They kept at it until she said,"enough of that, get in between my toes!" She pointed both her feet downward.
Jake and Skylar hesitantly climbed between her big and second toes and she returned them to their normal positions, watching from faraway as her two children squirmed between her toes in service to her.
"Oh god...." she mumbled as she felt herself moisten.
Jake and Skylar worked furiously to clean lint from between their mothers dirty, grimy toes. She wiggled them playfully over and over, nearly causing them to fall to the couch below. They clung for dear life to her toenails.
Eventually she'd had enough of that, and linda dipped her feet forward, dropping her children on the couch.
"Nice job you guys" she said.
Jake and Skylar grinned at each other. Was it over?
Linda smiled evily and suddenly bent her feet forward, smothering her children beneath the top of her wrinkly soles.
This was all becoming too much for Jake to handle.
Sure, he knew he had messed up, his mother had trusted him and his sister alone for a few days, and on the last oone they had decided to go against her wishes and have a party, how would she have known?
But of course she came home a day early and the whole thing went fown the drain, the house was a mess, his sister was drinking, he'd been caught witha girl, but this!? This was beyond cruel, it was inhuman.
If he'd been told that today he'd be an inch tall at the mercy of his mother's feet he would have called that person crazy. And who would blame him? How was this even possible?
He' felt strange the moment he'd swallowed his drink, and from there things only got worse. The strange sensation ran through his whole damn body and made his legs go limp.
He'd fallen to the floor, but the sensation didn't stop. His clothes were soon to large for him, first a size, then two, then ten, until before he'd known what had happened, he was being pinched between two massive fingers and was suddenly staring at his gigantic mother, who did not look pleased with him or his sister.
"You're fucking kidding me" Jake muttered as his mother's dark soul decended on him. After spending a good few minutes at the mercy of his mother's feet, hard at work making sure they were clean for the promise of freedom, it was less than enjoyable suddenly having them rush downward to meet him head on.
He was flattened instantly against the soft couch beneath him, which, if it weren't so well cushioned he most definetely would have been a stain on his mother's foot thanks to the force her foot's decent.
The first thing he noticed was the smell, which he thought he had had the worst of when he was between his mother's toes. Here though, beneath her hot, sweaty feet, pressing down all around him, surrounding his whole body, causing him to sweat as the flesh of her sole grinded over him, over every inch of his body until he was slick with a mixture of their combined sweat, THIS was awful.
He thought it would last forever, that he would die beneath his mother's foot, that he would become a bloody stain on one of her many wrinkles, but amazingly, it ended.
The foot lifted off of him and he was allowed to breathe again.
He vomitted immediately, the smell, that sour odor that had entered his lungs and seeped throughout him had been too much and he lost control, spewing onto the couch.
Strangely enough, he heard his sister do the same, it seemed she hadn't faired any better than he had.
He stood shakily and found her kneeling a few feet away from him. She was as wet and shiny as he was, shivering and weak.
He walked to her and helped her up slowly, averting his eyes from her nudity as he did.
"Th-thanks" she said, quivering, if not from fear from sheer amazement that she could have died beneath her mother's foot.
"That wasn't so bad was it?" They heard their mother say, smiling at the other endof the couch.
"What the hell was that Mom!?" Jake shouted furiously.
"Oh no, did I hurt my widdle baby boy?" Linda replied to her son in a mocking tone.
"Mom please change us back now!" Skylar pleaded.
They both waited patiently as their mother seemed to think it over.
"Hmm, I dunno, did you two learn your lesson?" she asked.
They both nodded quickly, eager to have this nightmare ended.
"I'm not sure you did though...." Linda muttered.
She leaned forward suddenly and scooped them both up in the same hand, pressing their bodies together in her palm.
Jake and Skylar gasped as they were brought forward suddenly, rushing up to their mother's face.
She scrutinized them, her eyes narrowed.
"How best to punish the two of you now? Hmm?"
The both shook in fear as their titan sized mother stared them down.
Her eyes lit up for a moment and she smiled.
Her hand opened and they were given space to move about on her open palm.
"Skylar" she said slowly, "since you're the oldest i'll be punishing you first, and more severely.
Her hand drifted forward and caught skylar by her leg, lifting her up suddenly, Sklyar swaying upside down.
Jake watched in agonizing slowness as his sister drifted towards their mother's face.
It almost seemed dreamlike as Linda's mouth opened, her daughter dangling above it.
"Mom NO!" Jake shouted, running to the edge of her hand.
Skylar shreiked in terror as she was suddenly in free fall, plummeting into the vast cavern of her mother's mouth.