The Lord of the Rings movies were even better than Anna remembered, and made even better by the constant trivia that Bella laid out. Camera tricks, prop stories, and actor secrets were fed to Anna as she sat on the coffee table, curled up in her cleaning cloth blanket, chewing a single popcorn with both hands. She didn’t realize just how hungry she was, and all the gorgeous shots of food in Lord of the Rings made it hard not to get famished.

“Ok, so,” Bella said, pausing the movie again, on a frame of Vigo Mortensen in front of a pile of burning Uruk-hai bodies, “right here, when he kicks the decapitated head?”

“He broke his foot,” Anna finished, pointing up at Bella, “that’s why he yells so loud, and they kept the footage!” Bella’s jaw fell agape.

“WHAT! There’s no way you knew that! Did you Google that while we were watching, you baka?” Bella leaned her full height over Anna, mockingly intimidating her. Her tangled forest of hair fell over Anna like a waterfall, entangling her as she laughed to herself. She struggled to get out, but in the effort only got herself more knotted into Bella’s curly hair. She wrapped her forearms around a few strands, Tarzan-style, and swung down onto the top of Bella’s nose, forcing her to cross her eyes. She sat down matter-of-factly, cross-legged, and spoke to the giant patronizingly. 

“First of all, how would I even do that you dweeb, my phone didn’t shrink with me! And second of all, that’s like the one piece of trivia everyone knows about Lord of the Rings!”

Bella stuck out her lower lip in a pout, “Booo. You’re ruining my epic trivia commentary track. This was supposed to totally freak your gourd and now you’re raining all over my parade. For this,” Bella whispered menacingly, wagging a finger at her, “you must be punished!”

Bella pinched her shirt between her forefingers and lifted her off the bridge of her nose, lowering her back down onto the coffee table despite Anna’s struggles to the contrary. Anna stumbled back onto the coffee table and fell prone as she tripped- Bella had tried to be gentle, but clearly didn’t know her own strength. Before Anna could get up, she felt a shadow looming over her. Her eyes drifted upward until she saw the source.

Bella was hovering a tremendous foot directly over Anna’s miniscule body. It was hard to fathom just how easily the ped outsized her; it must have been the size of a small semi, each toe almost as big as she was. Bella had long since kicked off her blue chunky flip-flops, leaving the pink sole completely naked as it hovered over Anna. 

“Your punishment is to get squished. Get wrecked, nerd,” Bella said matter-of-factly, slowly lowering the foot on top of Anna. She scrambled to her feet to run but it was too late. The supple foot flesh was already on top of her. It was…soft. Pillowy. Its incomparable weight made pressing her shrunken body into the table easy, and she was twisted onto her back and pressed down with a playful squish. And then, as quickly as it had come, the foot was gone.

Anna couldn’t move. Her entire body was shaking. Something in the primal, animal part of her brain was firing on all cylinders. She couldn’t even begin to grasp why, but something about what just happened had her womanhood screaming for more, her clit twitching in anticipation. Oh, God, what was happening to her?

She needed more. More Bella, more of her feet. More teasing. More everything.

“Czzssht. This is the U.S.S. Bella transmitting a signal to the H.M.S. Anna. Are you alive? Please respond. Over,” Bella said into her hands, hanging her face over the table once more. Anna, upside-down, couldn’t help but laugh as her nervous energy only increased.

“Yeah, yeah. You just, um, pushed down a little hard is all. I couldn’t really breathe for a second,” she lied.

“Oh fuck. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to!” Bella rushed down to eye level. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Oh, my God. My stupid fat fucking feet. I don’t know why I thought that was a good idea, I’m such a fucking idiot. I’ll… I’ll take you to the hospital. This was such a bad idea. I’m such a moron, god dammit-”

Anna was crestfallen. Her lie wasn’t all that harmless, it seemed. And hearing Bella crucify herself about such a minor problem hurt. She could feel it in her gut. Tears began to well up in Bella’s eyes as she ranted, but Anna stopped her.

“Hey! Hey. Listen to me, Bella,” she said, taking hold of one of the giant’s index fingers, “It’s not your fault. It didn’t hurt me, it just scared me a little bit. You seriously didn’t do anything wrong at all. Now stop talking about yourself like that!”

Bella dried her eyes with the Hello Kitty cleaning cloth, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I just really… didn’t want you to get hurt because of me. I like… um. I don’t have a ton of friends offline. I spend a lot of my time fucking around on my computer, which is like, cool, but it’s been a while since I had like… people in real life. Who hung out with me. And it’s been really cool hanging out with you. So I didn’t want to mess this up. FuckokayI’llshutupnowLOL.”

“You didn’t mess anything up, Bella! You saved my life. Don’t stress out about it, seriously. Let’s just keep watching the movie. Kick back, relax!” Anna said, then blurted, “And feel free to put your feet up too. It won’t bother me!”

“Really? You’re sure?”

“I’m sure,” Anna reassured, patting her finger. Was she sure? Anna hadn’t so much as thought about a foot sexually once. She’d heard about people who were into that kind of thing, but never once considered herself to have a fetish. She barely thought about sex at all. But something about this giant nerd was activating every dormant sexual cell in her body. She shivered in anticipation again.

Bella turned the movie back on, and tucked Anna into a new blanket (this time it was a D&D dice bag, which fashioned a lovely sleeping bag). The Two Towers continued on, and the two were back to sharing trivia and laughing again. Bella must have forgotten about Anna’s little comment about putting her feet up, but Anna certainly hadn’t. Every few minutes she caught herself trying to steal another glance at Bella’s peds, but they were hidden from view under the table.

It was getting late. Anna glanced at a Hatsune Miku wall clock that read 3:30 AM. She needed to make her move. She was getting tired, and she could feel her cunt getting sore and cramped from how long she’d been aroused. She needed relief, and now. 

Suddenly, as if by divine ordening, Bella yawned, stretched, and her legs began to lift toward the table. Anna’s heart fluttered with joy.

Bella’s vast, plump bare soles emerged again from beneath the couch. They were reddened from a long day walking in flip flops, the pads of her toes still accruing subtle beads of sweat that would have been impossible to discern by a normal human eye. The tops of Bella’s feet were starkly pale compared to her soles, and her arches were shallow and compressed, laden with ample wrinkles. And the scent! The smell was divine, a blend of both sour sweat and pure lotion. It was completely intoxicating. Anna could feel electric surges of desire throughout her body, her muscles tensing. She was already getting wet, and she hadn’t even come close to touching a foot yet.

Bella was still mid-tirade about how the Battle of Helm’s Deep being shot during rain was 100% an accident as her thick feet crossed and sat themselves mere inches from Anna’s position on the table. She was distracted. It was the perfect time for her to make her move.

The peds continued their rhythmic dance, toes wiggling passively, echoing their owner’s delight as Bella gushed on. As they occasionally scrunched together, Anna could see that her turquoise toenails shone in the bright LED light of the screen. She could feel her body moving of its own accord, slowly standing up and drifting to the base of Bella’s bared soles. Before she knew it, she was standing right in front of Bella’s right heel, humbled in awe. Anna outstretched a hand and caressed the heel. It wasn’t as soft as the upper part of Bella’s foot, she noticed, but the skin still gave way with her touch- like pushing on a punching bag. The skin was smooth as silk. 

Her focus briefly returned to Bella’s rant- she had stopped. She discreetly leaned to the right, glancing up the boundless length of Bella’s bare legs. She was focused on the movie, her eyes wide, playfully chewing on one of the sleeves of her creeper hoodie. Adorable.

Anna inhaled as deep a breath as she could muster. Bella’s feet. The aroma was much more potent now that she was closer. It was the perfect musk, a pungent bouquet of feminine sweat. To anyone else, the smell would be described as horrible, but it was driving Anna absolutely wild with passion. She dug her hands into the spongy flesh right above the heel, running her hands down the length of it. Her hands were wet! Some of the sweat from the day before was lingering. Anna cupped her hands together, forming a single drop of Bella’s sweat. The smell was pure, unadulterated feet. Divine.

All of a sudden, Bella’s foot began to lower. Shit. Anna ducked out of the way and shook the excess sweat off her hands, moving lengthwise forward along the hovering sole. Now, it sat at a 45 degree angle along the table- giving her plenty more access along its length. The movie was still playing, and she didn’t hear a peep out of Bella. No stopping her. Anna could now reach the much softer, silken flesh of Bella’s arch. It was so soft that she could hardly believe her own sense as she gently caressed its wrinkled length. Her foot was so soft and plush. 

Her feet are fucking untouched! Guess she wasn’t kidding about being online- she must never leave the house with how clean these are. She’s been walking on carpet so much that there’s not a single callous in sight, Anna thought, hypnotized. She couldn’t resist the temptation any longer as her clit continued to twitch, aching with carnal yearning. The miniscule woman extended her tongue, and gave the sole a lick. Oh, FUCK that was good. It tasted just how it smelled- the platonic ideal of feminine musk. Anna began lapping at the foot like a hungry dog, eager to taste every square inch. She quickly unbuckled the belt of her jeans and undid the button, then jammed her hand down her pants to rub her clit. She could feel the stain forming on her panties start to seep through to her jeans, but that didn’t matter. Bella wouldn’t be able to see.

Anna let out a silent moan as she continued to fondle her caretaker’s ped. She licked the entire length of the foot, from heel almost to the bottom of the ball, until she couldn’t quite reach. She alternated between sniffing and licking like a glutton eating her first meal in weeks. This must have been heaven! But she wasn’t satisfied yet. She needed to embrace this sacred appendage with her entire body. She violently ripped off her shirt and her jeans, flinging them aside and wrapping her arms around the sole as much as she could, not quite able to enclose her arms around its width. She thrust herself to her knees before Bella’s heel once more and grabbed it with as much strength as she could muster, thrusting her hips against the pliant flesh. Anna was quaking with raw sexual force now, and rubbing her miniscule body across Bella’s foot with staggering violence. Her womanhood roared to life, sending sparks of untamed pleasure up her spine as she rubbed her clit against Bella’s foot. She screamed with carnal delight.

Uh oh. Was that out loud?

Anna wasn’t hearing any dialogue. No music either. In fact, Anna wasn’t hearing much of anything. Arching her head backward, she realized that The Two Towers had been on the main menu for some time now. 

Oh, fucking shit, Anna thought, her pounding desire receding into immediate fear. Bella wasn’t moving anymore. After she adjusted her foot that once, it hadn’t moved at all. She knew. She had to know. 

“Don’t stop,” breathed a voice from above. Bella’s voice was quivering as she spoke. On hands and knees, Anna crawled out from behind the foot. On the vast expanse of the couch sat Bella, her cheeks flush and her eyes wide, with her right hand down her cargo shorts, moving up and down even as she continued, “Don’t stop. Please. That f-feels really. Um. Keep doing that please.”

“Bella- I…,” Anna didn’t know what to say. Equal pangs of embarrassment and excitement washed over her. She didn’t know what she expected to hear but validation was among the last. 

“Don’t say a-anything, it’s really o-okay,” Bella sighed, through an exasperated breath, “Please keep doing t-that. Here,” she shifted her weight, bringing both of her gigantic feet in parallel with each other, with Anna squarely in between them, “You can do whatever you want with both of my feet.”

That was all the cue Anna needed. She ripped her shirt off, and tore off her panties, leaving her completely exposed before the titan. She bolted for the one place she wanted to be most- the toes. Oh, those beautiful, perfect, godly toes! Anna fell to the ground with such speed she practically power-slid to the ball of Bella’s left foot. Each toe was several feet long. The pinky toe alone was up to her chest- the big toe, wider than her torso. 

Anna drove her head straight into the gap between Bella’s fourth and pinky toe, inhaling the post powerful musk she had smelled on the entire foot. She kissed, licked, slobbered and even found herself biting Bella’s doughy toe gaps. Bella’s body quaked as Anna continued her quest to relish every single part of her feet. Moans and sighs of joy reverberated through the air, egging Anna further on. 

Returning to the right foot, Anna stood now, jamming her entire body between the ball and the five toes that were now writhing with enjoyment. Straddling the ball of Bella’s foot, she rubbed torso along the drumming toes and soft pad of her foot, licking what was untouched. Her vagina oozed as her clit stroked along Bella’s foot flesh.

“Bella, you’re a goddess,” Anna gasped, eyes rolling back into her head, “I want to worship you. You own me. I’m yours. You can do whatever you want with me.” Bella moaned in affirmation. “Call me an insect. Make me yours.”

“A-are you… sure Anna? You seemed really scared a bit ago-”

“Please. Please, make me your worthless little bug,” Anna moaned, nearing climax. Her womanhood roared with delight as she fingered herself, wrapping one of her arms around Bella’s big toe and smothering it with kisses.

“Okay. Um. Uh. Anna- I mean, bug. FuckI’msobadatthis,” Bella muttered, trying to keep her head on straight as her toes writhed with delight, “Listen to me you worthless insect. My feet are the only part of me you’re worthy to touch. Do a good job worshipping them or I’ll c-crush you under my heel.”

That was more than enough for Anna. Her mouth ran dry as she threw her head back, her vagina spurting with cum as she climaxed. She was safe. She was in the hands of a girl who was caring and kind and a little bit weird, but who cared about her. The smell of feet flooded her nostrils as she realized she was completely drenched in both her own sweat and Bella’s. Anna looked back up to see that Bella had also finished, laying back on the couch, smiling.

She was in love. Anna couldn’t help but laugh. If you had told her that she’d fall for someone with blue hair and a creeper hoodie she would’ve thought you were crazy.

“Hey…” Anna started, “Sorry if I snuck up on you there, with the whole…”

“No, no, it’s okay. It’s chill. It’s super cool,” Bella sighed, “I… well, I thought you were cute when I first ran into you at the store. So I was kind of hoping you would make a move.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I just didn’t figure it would be you going apeshit on my feet, LOL.” 

Anna and Bella shared a laugh. Bella gently withdrew her reddened soles, wiping them off with a tissue. She laid a hand down for Anna, who (after she had at least donned her panties and jeans) tiptoed into the soft palm. Like Bella, Anna was barefoot now too, and she could feel an elevated heart rate from her giant friend under the soles of her feet. She sat down criss-cross as she was raised to the giantess’s face.

“That was amazing, Bella,” she gushed, “And… I want to say I’m sorry if I treated you weirdly earlier today. I think you’re awesome, even if I don’t totally get all of the stuff you like.”

“Thanks, Anna,” Bella whimpered. Anna was stunned- Bella’s lip was quivering, and her eyes began to well up with thick tears. She wept as Anna sat there flummoxed. This was different from the cry before- it was throaty, and way more impassioned.

“What’s wrong!? Oh God, Bella, I’m sorry, I should’ve been more up front… I, well, I thought you were kind of weird at first, but that’s just because I’m not used to hanging around people like you! And you totally changed my mind and showed me how much of an asshole I was being. I’m really, really sorry, but like I said-”

“No, no,” she whimpered, “It’s not that. I… God, I’m such a loser. I’ve never even kissed anyone before, so this was my first… well, I don’t even know what you’d call it. My first anything, and I’m 22 and I graduated college earlier this year. I’ve never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend. This was just so great, and it felt so good to hear you… well, talk about me like that. No one’s ever called me a, uh…”

“A goddess?” Anna beamed, hugging Bella’s thumb warmly, “Because you are one, Bella. Deal with it.”

“Yeah. That,” she said with a half-sniffle-half-giggle, “And it was just really nice. Sorry for getting all weirdchamp on you.”

“Bella, I’m sorry you haven’t had a chance to do anything like that,” Anna said, patting the thumb, which is now stroking her back in a sweet hug, “People take for granted what a lack of physical affection can do to people. Take me, for instance. Sure I’ve lost my virginity, but I’ve never been in a relationship with someone either. No one to hold you at night- that shit sucks.”

They sat together for a moment in silence, reveling in each other’s presence. Bella pressed Anna to her breast for a fuller hug. Anna embraced Bella’s neck, still feeling her chest tighten from the slowing sobs.

“Bella,” Anna smiled, whispering to her friend, “You said you’ve kissed anyone. I know it’s not the same since I’m roughly the size of a LEGO figure. But I would be happy to do you the honors, if you wanted.” Bella immediately looked like she would cry again as she brought her other hand up to her mouth. 

“Oh, Anna, that’s so sweet. God I’m being such a cringelord right now, crying so much. UGH. FUCK. Umm. Yes, that would be great. That would be really, really great.” Bella wiped her eyes, sniffled one last time, and brought Anna’s tiny body up to her mouth. She gently puckered her lips. 

Anna rose, doing the same. Bella’s pink lips were lengthwise about as tall as she was. She could easily fit her entire head within the pursed mouth. Sweet smelling breaths pleasantly drifted out, smelling of mint. Anna was getting worked up again, being so close to Bella’s mouth. She pressed her lips to the upper lip of the giantess’s, caressing her lower lip with her hands. The kiss held for a few moments, as Anna could physically feel her friend suppressing a smile. 

“Hey,” Bella whispered, blowing a warm honeyed exhalation over the tiny woman in her hand, “Would it be weird if I made this kiss French?” Anna was confused about what exactly that would entail, but the proposition certainly excited her. She was ready to go again. To serve her mistress once more. She laid a hand on Bella’s flush cheek.

“My goddess,” she hailed in a mocking deep voice, “It would be my honor to be French kissed by your holy lips.”

“Still kinda not used to the goddess thing, but sweet. I think you’ll like this,” Bella whispered. With utmost care she pinched her tiny’s torso and opened her cavernous maw. Anna saw sprawling out before her a yawning gullet, with pearly white teeth and a mighty, plush, pink tongue, laid out like a living bed. She was being lowered directly down into the mouth, breath pouring out of the open jaws. Saliva slightly pooled towards the back of the opening like a dripping cave. Oh, God, what was Bella doing?

The lips encircling the maw slowly drew themselves in around Anna’s torso, embracing her in their pink warmth. The lower half of her body was now squarely fixed in Bella’s mouth, her ass sitting on the soft, fleshy tongue. She felt instant, intense vacuous force ripping at her nether regions- it didn’t hurt but it did scare the shit out of her. A wave of relief followed by excitement overcame her when she realized that Bella was sucking her pants off. With a dull ripping sound, Anna felt her pants and underwear shred into oblivion as they were ripped from her body, disappearing down the bottomless pit of Bella’s throat. 

The writhing, muscular tongue worked its way up the shrunken girl’s legs. Now Anna had a chance to feel what Bella must have felt when she was worshipping her, as the tip of the muscle wrapped around and lapped at the soles of Anna’s bare feet. Holy shit that felt good. No wonder Bella enjoyed this! It tickled slightly as the tip of Bella’s tongue stroked the soles of the shrunken girl. Her pussy dampened both with cum and the saliva that was starting to soak her legs. She pressed her hand through the lips to start rubbing her clit again. The tongue wrapped her legs in a serpentine constriction and slowly pulled her into the hungry mouth. Anna welcomed it.

Anna was pulled into the mouth and smothered in darkness as Bella’s lips closed. The outside world was gone now- it was just Anna and Bella, together. She was inside her savior! It was a practically religious experience.

The tongue playfully pushed Anna around the mouth, lovingly pinning her to the roof of Bella’s mouth. Trapped under the tongue’s mighty strength, Anna laughed and continued to finger herself as it embraced her. She felt a godlike laugh shake the cavern and fill the air around her as the tongue let her fall to the floor of the mouth, and battered Anna’s hands away from her clit. Bella’s tongue dove in between Anna’s legs, smothering her clit and filling the gap between her legs. Anna moaned loud enough for her mistress to hear, her spine arching with raw pleasure. The tongue took note. It gently flipped Anna around onto her stomach and began to lap at her asscheeks, gently probing into her ass. That was the final straw for Anna as she squirted all over her hot pink lover. She laid there for a moment, the tongue laying on top of her. She patted it like a loyal dog, and gave it a little kiss. 

“Okay, Bella. Hope that was an okay first kiss.”

Bella clumsily spat Anna out onto her hand, squeezing Anna through her lips and coating her completely in her spit. She swallowed the last of the saliva that has coated her friend, and smiled.

“That… that was awesome,” she said, still emotional from Anna’s kindness, “But all I could think of the whole time was how much you tasted like feet.”

The two shared a bursting, screaming laugh that lasted for minutes, until neither of them could breathe. The laugh turned into a cry, then back to a laugh, then back to a cry. The electricity Anna felt with Bella was undeniable. Her day had been quite the rollercoaster, but now there was only this: her, and her giant friend. Anna beamed as she watched the giant dork laugh so much she started hyperventilating. 

Bella raised Anna to her head again, and Anna jumped on Bella’s nose and hugged her with all fours. She planted a final kiss on the bridge of her nose, and turned around to lay on her back. 

“Bella.”

“Yeah, Anna?”

“Could I be your first girlfriend?”

“Yeah, Anna,” Bella said, hitting play on the DVD again, tightly clutching Anna in her hand to her chest. “I think that would be great for both of us.”

The movie started back up again with Ian McKellen running down the hill on his horse Shadowfax to save the peoples of Helm’s Deep. And of course, Bella immediately had some trivia to share with Anna. And, of course, Anna listened. And she’d be listening to her dorky ramblings for a very, very long time. After all, when you’re two inches tall, you don’t exactly need to worry about paying the bills.

Things were going to be different from now on for Bella and Anna. And Anna would have plenty more chances to worship at the feet of her personal, dorky savior.