James was your average 22 year old male. He liked to party, but unlike a lot of students, he was also studious. And this showed, as he was already in his last year of college, with rather impressive grades. James wasn’t there on a sports scholarship, or even an academic scholarship. He was just there on a quest for knowledge, hoping to be able to provide himself a better life. Now as for appearance, James was somewhat attractive. He wasn’t beautiful, like a model, but he was fairly slim, and not unappealing to look at. Perhaps that’s how he managed to score what he considered his perfect girlfriend.
Rebecca, or Becca for short, was a red haired beauty. She’s just shy of a year older than James, but she was also in her last year of college. Unlike James, she took a year off before college, mostly to find herself. And when she did, she came to college, where she met James on campus. She was beautiful, tall, even slightly taller than James, standing at 5’11”, compared to James being 5’9”. She had a slightly chubby belly, but only slightly, as she spends a lot of her time at the gym, or doing yoga at home. She has hazel eyes, and she’s one of the sweetest people you’d ever meet. The only time you would ever see her get mean, is around bugs. She hates bugs with a passion, due to an incident she had as a young child. But that was the only harsh bone in her body.
Together, James and Becca lived in an apartment, on campus. They both took day courses, so that when the day was over, they could spend time together, doing whatever felt right. Despite dating, however, James and Becca were never sexually active, as James wanted to wait until marriage. Becca agreed, although she often had fantasies of being with James. She hoped that once they were finished with college, that he’d propose. Little did she know though, was that James was planning to propose a little sooner.
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James didn’t have his last class today, meaning that he’d have some free time, before Becca came home. This was perfect, because he needed to go ring shopping. While he didn’t have a lot of money, he knew Becca cared more about the thought than the amount spent. So he decided that instead of going to an expensive jewelry store, he’d go to an antique shop, hoping to find a ring that was both beautiful, and filled with history. While James was an English major himself, Becca was a History major, and she loved anything with a good story. Her favorite period was probably the American revolution, so James was hoping he could find a ring connected to it in some way.
As he entered the antique shop, James felt chills run down his spine. He didn’t know why, but something about this place made him feel nervous. However, James calmed himself, assuring himself it wasn’t anything to worry about. Making his way to the counter, he saw a woman standing behind it. She was rather old, and she too had an eerie vibe, but that didn’t stop her from saying, “Hello.. Welcome.. Is there something I can help you with?” At this, James tried to recollect his thoughts, and tried to remember he was doing this for Becca. “Uhh.. yeah. Would you happen to have any special rings, preferably ones that date back to the American Revolution?”
James couldn’t help but feel nervous, as he watched the woman’s rather, wrinkly hand, reach down beneath the counter, and pulled out a box. She placed the box on the counter, and brushing the dust off the top, she opened it, revealing several, interesting, rings. “Why, yes, sonny, this one here has a lot of history behind it.” She told him, pulling out a ring that had a dazzling blue gem on it. “It’s been said that this ring has passed through many important women’s hands, from Martha Washington, to Mary Todd Lincoln, and so on. Truly, if you wish to make your girl feel special, this is the ring for you.”
He took the ring from her, observing it closely, before finally deciding, despite the ominous feelings he felt, that he was going to purchase this ring. He knew Becca would love to wear a ring that was once owned by at least two first ladies. “Alright, how much is it?” He asked, hoping he wouldn’t have to haggle too much. “For you… Let’s call it fifty dollars. You seem like a nice, young man. You better make this lady of yours happy.” She said, as she watched James pull out the money. “Just be warned though, all purchases are final, we do not give refunds…” Why he would ever need a refund, James didn’t know, as he paid, and began to walk away. “Thank you, ma’am.” And with that, he left the antique shop, although he could’ve swore he heard some sort of cackling behind him…
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It was about 30 minutes before Becca would get out of class, when James finally got back home to their apartment. He looked around at the cozy little place they had. It wasn’t much, but for now, it was theirs to enjoy. Sitting on the pull out couch, James decided to inspect the ring some more. It was very intriguing, even for someone who wasn’t as fascinated by history. “Hmm, I wonder why she sold it so cheap… It seems like it could be very valuable. But, oh well, I have it now, and I’m sure Becca will really like it.” James mumbled to himself, before noticing a smudge on the ring, he managed to miss before. “Oh come on, please, don’t do this to me…” He said, and he began rubbing the ring. However, it simply wouldn’t come off… So he rubbed harder, and all of a sudden, the ring began to glow, shooting a beam of light at James…
James was shocked, and he couldn’t see much as the light blinded his vision. Finally, after a few moments had passed, the light was gone, but what James saw was rather terrifying. He still held the ring, but he was in a completely new place, like it transported him to a different dimension. He knew something was off about the ring from the beginning, and now, he saw that it had magical powers. Of course, he wasn’t a firm believer in magic, but when the evidence was right there in front of him, he had no choice, but to believe what he was seeing. And so, without another thought, he began rubbing the ring, hoping it would bring him back home. But of course, nothing happened now, and the smudge had disappeared. Sighing, he pocketed the ring, and decided he needed to explore this new world. “I never should’ve bought this stupid ring, now I need to find my way out of here.”
Looking around at his environment, James noticed that there were many large structures, that didn’t quite seem to have a purpose. Or at least, they didn’t until he noticed something. The floor was hard, and wooden, just like their floor. And the trees that sprouted from the ground looked an awful lot like the legs to their couch and coffee table. And the ceiling was a ceiling, not a sky as, one would’ve expected. With one more glance around the perimeter, James gasped, as he realized the terrifying truth. He hadn’t been transported to a new dimension, but instead, he had shrunken… And not a moment later, almost as if on cue, James could hear earthquakes coming from outside, which obviously meant footsteps…
Becca opened the door to their apartment, and exclaimed to the seemingly empty room, “I’m home! Class let out a little early.” As much as Becca enjoyed her history classes, she was glad to be home, although she didn’t see James, nor could she hear his voice from the other room. Looking around, she decided that he probably wasn’t home yet, perhaps off at the library, studying or something. “Oh well, I guess he isn’t here, I guess that just means it’s more time for me to relax. And man, do I need it… I’m not looking forward to heading to the gym later tonight. I hope James is at least back for dinner, so I can eat something first.” She began talking to herself, as she often did when she was alone. Kicking off her flats, Becca began to make her way towards the couch.
James was in awe, his girlfriend was gigantic. She looked like a skyscraper, compared to him. She was still beautiful, but he could notice many more details. He could also hear her talking about him, but unfortunately, she gave up on the thought that he was here. He was hoping that, if nothing else, she’d at least try to look for something suspicious. But he did know that he was definitely guilty of spending a little too much time at the library. It seemed good at the time, as it helped him keep up his grades, but now… it seemed like it could be the final nail in the coffin. Well, unless James managed to get her attention, but he’d have to be careful about it.
It wasn’t until the earth began to quake again, that Nathan truly realizing what was about to happen. He could only stare forwards, as he saw Becca’s monolithic, size twelve, feet, come his way. Her toes were painted in a beautiful aqua blue color, as she knew that was his favorite color, even if he didn’t care for feet. Before he could gather his bearings though, he fell on his back as her footsteps got closer and closer. And then, finally, the sky darkened, as he could only see her massive sole above him. This was it, this was how he was going to die. Not killed while trying to brave, nor was it due to a disease, and it wasn’t even due to old age, as he was still quite young. No, his life would be snuffed out by his girlfriend’s foot.
James shivered and shaked, almost crying as he saw the titanic foot lowering closer and closer to him. But as fate would have it, he wasn’t crushed to death. No, the ring prevented him from dying at this size. Not only that, but he managed to be right in between her big and second toe. The downside of this was, that due to the hot day they were having, and the fact that Becca’s main mode of transportation, was walking around campus, the crevice between her toes was filled with sweat and toejam, a rather disgusting combination in his eyes. And worst of all, this concoction was rather sticky. Sticky enough, that James found himself stuck in it, unable to wriggle his way out, as Becca continued walking to the couch. And when she sat down, she put her feet up on the coffee table, making James lay face first in the gross mess… And she didn’t even know what she was doing to her boyfriend...
Rebecca, the now gigantic, girlfriend of James, sat on the couch, watching a little TV, with her feet up on the coffee table. She was flipping through the channels, because as per usual, she was very indecisive, and there was hardly anything good on TV. Normally, this would be her and James’ movie night, but due to the fact that he wasn’t here, and she needed to make up for slacking on her exercise, she decided to forgo it. She was certain that he wouldn’t mind missing out on a chick flick, and honestly, as much as those were her kinds of movies, she wasn’t exactly in a movie mood. Not to mention the fact that the popcorn was so fattening. If she ate too much, she’d undo all of her hard work.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Becca, James was still trapped in the middle of a glob of toejam. Before this incident, James was rather neutral towards feet, not liking them, but not disliking them. But now, he felt a sort of disgust that’s very hard to describe. Like, just the mere thought of his situation made him want to throw up. Everything was bad around him, from the sweat, to the goop, to the specks of dirt flecked throughout. It all made him want to gag, but he was careful not to open his mouth, as the last thing he wanted, was to have to swallow some toejam. It was bad enough that he had to breathe through his nose, giving him a good whiff of the stuff. He couldn’t, and quite frankly, didn’t want to imagine what her toejam would taste like.
Struggling around, for what felt like an eternity, James still got no closer to escaping his sticky prison. He had somewhat learned how to swim in it, but as for getting out, his limbs were stuck, and they wouldn’t make it out, ending up sucked back inside. It had been about a half an hour of Becca at the couch, when James finally made his mistake. He couldn’t help it anymore, everything becoming too unbearable, that he had to cough. And when he coughed, he immediately got a mouthful of toejam. And just as he suspected, it tasted absolutely awful. Not to mention, even when he begrudgingly swallowed, it left a rather nasty aftertaste. But then, James got a terrible idea… He could eat his way out of the toejam… He shuddered to think this, but right now, unless Becca happened to notice him, he wouldn’t be freed so easily from his prison.
Having watched TV for nearly half an hour, Becca decided that she was satisfied with her relaxation time, and she needed to go work out. It felt like a lot of effort, but Becca was only going to get chubbier if she neglected her exercise. Unfortunately, she had a slow metabolism, making it hard for her to keep weight off, but considering this, it was obvious she worked out a lot, and hard. She didn’t necessarily have muscles, but her legs were slender, and her slightly chubby belly wasn’t a big chubby belly. And even though she knew James loved her, she feared losing him if she got fat. She thought he probably wouldn’t care, but she wasn’t one to take risks. She was the kind of person that wanted to make absolutely sure that her man wasn’t going anywhere. So Becca got up off the couch, and made her way towards her bedroom, so she could get ready.
Of course, just as James had his brilliantly awful idea, something had to interrupt him. This being his girlfriend moving her feet to the floor, and standing up. The sudden gust of air was almost enough to dislodge him. Almost… But luck was not on James’ side, as she began making her way towards her bedroom. He assumed Becca was just going to take a nap, which he would’ve actually been thankful for, as he would’ve had time to gather his bearings. But, of course, life couldn’t be so easy… He watched, not being able to see much, but he could tell she wasn’t laying down, as he felt her sit down on the bed. And his eyes filled with horror, as he knew what came next.
Becca sat down on her bed, looking around her small room. She had a dresser for her clothes, and other items, and a closet to store her shirts and shoes. Other than that, all she had was a CRT TV, and a bed. But, for now, this would be fine. She didn’t need much, as she wasn’t exactly a materialistic person. True, she had some precious heirlooms she kept, such as her grandmother’s locket, but aside from those things, she didn’t have much. In fact, she only had 5 pairs of shoes, which for a girl her age, that’s hardly anything… Reaching down on her bed, she grabbed her pair of black, knee high socks, and began to unball them. Then, she pulled them on, starting with her left foot, before doing her right.
James, being on her right foot, could only watch in fear as his girlfriend’s gargantuan left foot lifted into the air, disappearing into the fabric of the sock. He then felt the ground quake as her left foot landed back on the ground. And then, it happened… James felt the weightlessness he had previously experienced when she was walking, only it lasted a lot longer, and it filled him with much more dread than one simple step could. Looking down, he saw the gaping opening, and he began struggling, squirming, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he’d get lucky, and he’d be freed from this torture. But of course that wasn’t the case, and merely a moment later, he was plunged with her foot, into the darkness that was her sock. At least they were clean… for now…
Wiggling her toes in her socks, she took a second to admire the warmth they providing her legs and feet. Not that it was particularly cold in their apartment, but there was always that absence of warmth when you went barefoot. Becca loved going barefoot, but she wasn’t a big fan of being cold, so she always had this dilemma. But now, she was satisfied, and she could stand wearing socks for a couple hours, which is about how long it would take for her to work out. Not to mention, if James didn’t get home, or let her know what was going on soon, she probably go out to eat after working out, just so she didn’t starve waiting for him. After all, as she always would say, “A girl’s got to eat.”
Returning her thoughts to the task at hand, she grabbed her old pair of tennis shoes. They were actually really smelly, and worn, but she didn’t bother getting new ones. They were comfortable, and it wasn’t like anybody was going to smell her shoes. At least… she hoped not. Although, if James did have a foot fetish, she wouldn’t be upset, and she’d probably indulge him. But still, she hoped he didn’t, just because she had no clue how she’d even handle it, in a matter of helping him enjoy himself… She shook her head, once again regaining focus, as she began to put her shoes on, left to right once again. Once they were firmly in place, she began to tie up the laces, making sure everything was tight.. Satisfied, Becca began walking towards the exit, ready to hit the gym.
Poor James wasn’t satisfied, as his life went from bad to worse. Having already been trapped in the darkness of the sock, any light that managed to find it’s way through was gone, as her foot entered the shoe, sealing him in a tomb. The wiggling she had done previously had managed to knock James loose, so he laid on the floor of the sock, looking up at the five gigantic toes that had trapped him, but only moments before. His thankfulness for being free only lasted a moment, as the smell of her shoe seeped in through the sock, and he began to cough, and gag. He could barely breathe, the smell being intensified, and unable to take anything more, James passed out.
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It was about 15 minutes later when Rebecca found herself at the gym. It was a small, on campus gym, with only a handful of treadmills and ellipticals. There were also weights in the corner, but Becca wasn’t the kind of girl that enjoyed lifting weights. Not that she exactly enjoyed walking on a treadmill or an elliptical, but at least with those, she could get lost in thoughts, either listening to music, or watching the little TV they had on the machine. And that’s exactly what she’d do, as she made her way over to the treadmill. There, she pulled out a pair of headphones, and her phone. She hooked up her headphones, putting them in, and she hit a button that was labeled ‘Workout Mix’. It began playing, and Becca began walking on the treadmill, deciding to go for an hour today.
Having been passed out, James didn’t have to endure much torture on the walk to the gym. But when she arrived, he slowly began to come to his senses. It still reeked, but having been in there long enough, his nose got used enough to the smell, that he could at least breathe and function. Looking at his surroundings, he knew that despite what he wished, he hadn’t just woken up from a nightmare. Instead, his nightmare was just about to begin. He pressed himself up against the wall of the sock, as she walked, but he was not prepared for her run. He would occasionally go to the gym with Becca, for moral support, so he knew she liked to run, as opposed to walk, on the treadmill. However, that didn’t make him prepared for the sudden transition. He fell, and found himself laying face up, underneath the ball of her foot.
The next 55 minutes were a piece of cake for Becca, as she had been using the treadmill for a few months now. While they recommend you to push yourself harder each time you work out, Becca wasn’t exactly a big believer of this idea. Instead, her motto was, “If it’s not broke, then it doesn’t need to be fixed.” And so she had a steady routine, and it was slowly making her even slimmer, on top of keeping the weight she was gaining off. So of course, she was satisfied, and she didn’t want to change what she was doing. Besides, if she were to keep doing more, for longer, she’d lose out on time she could be studying or spending with James, and she wasn’t quite thrilled with that thought… Pressing the stop button, Becca slowed down, and got off the machine.
The next 55 minutes were absolute and utter hell for James, as he was stuck beneath the ball of her foot. With how quickly she moved, repeatedly stepping on him, he didn’t have time to get away from it, and he actually found himself nearly plastered to it. It didn’t help that 10 minutes in, sweat began to form on her foot, not only making it stickier, but making everything feel salty and gross. But… despite how disgusting he thought it to be, James was thirsty, and knowing he wasn’t likely going to get any other source of water, for quite some time, James drank some of Becca’s sweat, coughing, but feeling more hydrated in turn. When she finally slowed down, and came to a stop, James felt relief flood over him, as he didn’t know how much more torture he could take. He was shocked that he was still in tact, but he assumed it had something to do with the ring. Either way, he didn’t care, as long as he didn’t die. He’d still have a chance to get back to Becca, and more importantly, back to being a normal human being...