Hi, my name is Ben Weeks. I am sixteen years old, am tall and
skinny with blonde hair and this is my story.

It started off just like any other old day. I woke up and got dressed and went to school. After school ended, a friend of mine, Alexandra Butcher came up to me and asked if I wanted to come over to her house. I texted my mom and told her of my plans, then got on her car and we drove off. Alexandra was very pretty with black hair and a sweet face. She was about five foot seven inches if I had to guess so I was about two inches taller than she was. I had been over to her house plenty of times before so this was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary.

 

When we got to her house, we played Mario Kart for a little while and suddenly I smelt something weird. I looked over and noticed her taking off her shoes. She noticed me looking and said, "They aren't bothering you, are they?" and I said "nah". She went back to the game but I couldn't stop looking at her feet. I didn't know why because I had never had an attraction to feet before,
but her feet really turned me on. They were so perfect, long and
slender, her toes in perfect proportion encased in sexy black ankle
socks.

 

After I beat her, she put down her remote and said her feet were
really hurting her and asked if I would massage them. I said sure and
so she took off her shoes and plopped her socked feet on my lap. I
began to rub them and she asked again "I hope the smell isn't
bothering you" and I said no again. "Oh, really?" she
said, smirking. "Even when I do this?" and she playfully
pressed her feet against my face. Her feet smelled very sweaty and
grimy. I said bravely "No, not at all." "Oh, yeah?" she said. "Then kiss them." I jokingly put out my lips and layed a peck on her foot. I felt a tingling sensation go down my spine and suddenly, her
eyes widened. I pushed her feet away playfully and asked what was
wrong. She whispered something inaudible and I asked what? She said
"My feet made you shrink..."

 

"That's impossible." I said. But when I stood up and she
did likewise, I was now shorter than her. She grabbed a measuring
stick and measured me at 5'4, having been 5'9 before.

"It
can't have been your feet," I said. "Feet can't shrink
people."

 

"Wanna try again?" she asked and I said sure., why not?

 

So we sat back down and I took her socked feet in my hand and took
a big long sniff, inhaling the pungent odor. I stood and when she
measured me, I was five foot even. Her feet shrunk me. I didn't know
how this happened to me or why but one thing was absolutely clear.
Alexandra Butcher could shrink me by just putting her feet in my face
and I knew this could cause me a decent deal of trouble.

 

 

 

As we sat there, comtemplating what could have happened, Alexandra suddenly piped up. “Wanna see how small we can get you?”

I replied “No, let's wait til I grow back first.” because slowly but surely I was growing back to my normal size.

“Do you think it works with all girl's feet,” she asked. “or just mine?”

I didn't know the answer to that so, now that I was normal sized again, I consented to let her invite her friend, Olivia Horne, over. When she arrived, she smiled at me and said “Hey”. We had always been on pretty good terms, hadn't really talked much. She was just three or four inches shorter than me, with extremely pale skin and bright blonde, almost white hair and an extremely pretty face. Alexandra explained the situation to her and she said she would be glad to help.

She sat down on the couch and slid off her Converse sneakers. She had on a pair of white ankle socks, but even through them, I could tell her feet were beautiful. They were probably size 6, just slightly chubby, and her toes were aligned perfectly. She said "Go ahead then" and I did. I stuck my nose right into her arch and inhaled deeply and for a long time. When I seperated my nose, she gasped.

"I thought you guys were joking!" she exclaimed. I stood up and, sure enough, I was now an inch shorter than Olivia. Suddenly, I felt something from behind me push me down. Next thing I knew, I was being tied up. Alexandra flipped me around so I could see after I had been rendered immobile.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked.

"Just an expirement." said Alexandra. "It won't hurt at all."

Alexandra sat down on my chest and plopped her feet down on my face. They smelled absolutely horrible yet I was so aroused. She kept them there, wiggling them on my face and I felt myself shrinking. Then, she got up and said it was Olivia's turn. Olivia sat down on the couch and took her socks off. Like I guessed, her feet were downright gorgeous. She stood next to my head and lifted a foot above my face. She plopped it down and I took in a big whiff. It smelled heavenly. Sweaty and dirty, sure, but downright delicious. I wanted to kiss them so bad, just to get my lips on them and apparently, and most luckily, Olivia was thinking somewhere along those same lines

 

"Kiss it, I dare you." she said from above. I did and she giggled. She said in a mock little kid voice "Ewwww, Nicky kissed my feeties! Bad Nicky!" and she playfully slapped my face with her foot. It was so humiliating but so so nice! I loved every minute of it!

Then, she lifted her foot and they untied me. I stood up and came up to Alexandra's boobs. I was 3 foot tall even when they measured me.

 

As I stood there, three feet tall and hardly believing it, Alexandra pushed me down again and tied me up once more.

"I just want to try one more thing." she said in her usual, cheerful voice.

"What?" I asked.

"I wanna see what'll happen if you do more than just smelling them."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Like tasting them." she said with a chuckle.

"I've already tasted them," I said. "Remember? I kissed Olivia's feet."

"That wasn't tasting!" she said. "This is tasting! Open wide and we can be done with this sooner."

I opened my mouth and she reached down and began to peel off her black ankle socks. Her feet was absolutely gorgeous. Olivia's were great, but Alexandra's made them seem ugly! They were slender, size 9 if I had to guess, and flawless. Her toes were tiny and cute. While I was staring, entranced at her feet, she peeled off the other sock and took that opportunity to stuff them in my mouth. I tried to spit them out instinctively, but she pressed her adorable toes against my lips to hold them in.

As I sat there, her socks in my mouth, I realized that they tasted really good! Her foot sweat was slowly squeezing out of them and slithering down my throat. It tasted so good it was crazy. Salty and downright dirty!

I felt myself shrinking rapidly. My clothes were getting huge because they weren't shrinking with me. Eventually, Alexandra moved her toes and I spit out the socks, still pretending to hate it. I stood and when they measured me, I was one foot tall. My clothes were hardly staying on and, had I not held on to them, they wouldn't have. I came up to just above Alexandra's knees.

"Will he grow back?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah, but it took almost an hour last time and he was still above five feet then." Alexandra replied.

"What should we do until then?" asked Olivia.

"Wanna spend a day on the town?" Alexandra asked.

"Sure," said Olivia. "But what about him?"

"We'll bring him with us, pretend he's your baby cousin. I have stuff from when I was a baby, because my mom couldn't bear to part with it."

Alexandra picked me up and carried me on her hip upstairs and into her parent's room. They were still at work.

She carried me to her mom's closet and pulled out a pair of tiny pink polka dotted sweat pants, a white shirt with a kitten on it, a bonnet, and, of course, a diaper.

"I'm not putting that on!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, you are!" Olivia said. "You can go in the bathroom and put it on or we'll put in on you!"

Left with no choice, I went into the bathroom and changed into the clothes, emerging five minutes later, looking very much like a little girl.

Alexandra lifted me up, calling me adorable and carried me to her car. She pulled out a carseat from the garage and put me in the back while Olivia rode shotgun. Suddenly, I needed to pee and I spoke up to Alexandra.

It was Olivia who responded, "That's what the diaper is for," with a chuckle.

So, I was left to pee in my diaper. Needless to say, it was a very long ride to the mall.

......................

When we arrived, Olivia came to the backseat and got me out of my seat, carrying me in on her hip. I had grown back to two feet tall but they didn't seem to notice. When they walked in, they immediately found three of their friends, Kyla Bell, Tatiana Martinez, and Chloe Thaeler.

Kyla was a black girl who was not short but not tall either and was rather stocky due to the many sports she did. Tatiana was very short and skinny, had dark skin due to her Hispanic descent, a very pretty face, but a rather bitchy attitude. Chloe was a sweet girl, who was tall, with naturally tan skin, a pretty face with an upturned nose, and short brown hair.

When they saw Alexandra and Olivia, Chloe asked who I am. Olivia said I was her baby cousin, in with her aunt for the week.

Kyla said I was adorable and the five girls began to go shopping. But, suddenly, I began to have a definite increase in size. Olivia noticed too and excused herself to go give me back to her aunt.

She ran with me across the mall until we came to a discount store.

"We need to find you new clothes." she said.

She looked over at the sales rack and found an outfit for me, but it was definitely not something I felt comfortable putting on.

I stood there in the department store, feeling extremely stupid. I was wearing a pink shirt and skirt with knee high socks and a pair of Mary Jane shoes. Underneath it all was a pair of Princess panties. She topped it off with a blonde wig and paid for the clothes and the two of us joined the others.

"Hey, everyone, I'm back," she said. "This is my other cousin, Lacey. She's very shy, though, I doubt she'll say anything."

Kyla said, "Aw, she's so pretty. Do ya'll wanna come over to my house and we can hang out there?"

"Sure!" Alexandra said.

That was about the last thing I wanted to do, as I was still growing back but regardless, there I sat in the back of Alexandra's car on the way to Kyla's house. When we got there, I was already four feet, but Alexandra dragged me in anyway. Tatiana noticed first.

"What happened to your cousin?" she asked.

Alexandra and Olivia exchanged a nervous glance, but decided to tell them the truth. They explained everything.

"So, let me get this straight," said Tatiana. "This kid is Ben Weeks and he shrinks when he smells girl's feet?"

"Yup." said Alexandra.

"I wanna try!" exclaimed Tatiana.

"No!" I said. Alexandra and Olivia were one thing but I knew Tatiana would be mean.

"Oh, please, Ben?" Alexandra pleaded. "Just let them each have a quick go and then you can be done!"

"Fine," I grumbled. I really could never say no to her.

So, I laid down by the couch in Kyla's basement, still in my way too small girl's clothes. Tatiana sat down on the couch and slipped off her flip flops. She put her feet on my face. They weren't as pretty, nor did they smell as good as Alexandra or Olivia's but I suppose they weren't bad. They smelled very sweaty and tired from spending all day at the mall.

"Kiss them, I dare you." says Tatiana.

I decide it can't hurt and plant a kiss on her bare sole.

"Do it again," she said, giggling. "All over!"

"No," I said.

"Do it!" she yelled, slapping me with her foot. I began to kiss her feet all over. They were very salty and vinegary tasting.

"It's my turn!" Chloe said.

Tatiana grumbled, "Fine." and stood up. Chloe took her place and pulled off her Ugg boots. She had a pair of little pink ankle socks on, which she pulled off and shoved in my mouth. She covered my mouth with her bare feet so I had to keep them in. The socks tasted rather pleasant. Although her feet weren't nearly as pretty, I must say her socks tasted better than Alexandra's. I loved the taste of her foot sweat slithering down my throat. It made me feel like this was my place in life, at girl's feet, smelling their odor and sucking the sweat from their socks.

Chloe said, "Kiss them!"

I kissed them a couple times and she smacked me lightly with her foot.

"Did I tell you to kiss more than once?" she asked. "You like kissing my feet, don't you, you naughty boy?"

She laughed and called Kyla over.

Kyla took her place and plopped her bare feet over my nose, making me smell her arches. I still had Chloe's socks in so Kyla told me to spit them out.

When I did, she said, "Lick my feet."

I stuck out my tongue and stuck it on her sole.

"C'mon!" she said. "Up and down."

I decided it might be fun so I licked up and down her sole, lapping up her foot sweat. I was rather disappointed, as her feet were by far the least pleasing I had tasted. She had a bunch of crap wedged up there and that made me nervous.

Eventually, they let me stand up and the girl clothes almost fell off again. I was exactly up to Kyla's knees. They measured me at one foot tall.

The girls decided to stay over at Kyla's house that night. They wedged me into Kyla's tennis shoe to sleep and pulled Olivia's sock over my head to keep me warm. It took a while but the soothing smell of Olivia's feet eventually put me to sleep.

.........................

I was woken abruptly, early the next morning. The sock was yanked from over me and I woke to find that Kyla's shoe had become gigantic. I had shrunk a lot over night. A hand reached in and grabbed me. I came to find it was Tatiana. She quickly shoved me in her jeans pocket and ran upstairs. She got in her car and drove off, leaving the other four girls to wake up three hours later, wondering where we had gone.

...................

When we arrived at Tatiana's house, she hurried to the phone and called her friend Reagan Shepherd.

"Reagan?" she said. "Yeah, it's me, Tatiana. Come to my house, I have something cool to show you."

An hour later, when the doorbell rung, I had grown back to three feet, and due to the fact we left the girl's clothes behind at Kyla's house, she lent me a pair of jeans and a purple T-shirt to put on.

Reagan came into the living room and saw me. She is a very pretty girl, with fiery, curly red hair and a super freckly face.

"Uhm...why is Ben Weeks here, why is he so tiny, and why is he wearing your clothes?" inquired Reagan.

"Because, I stole him and he is gonna be our slave."

"What?" asked a confused Reagan.

"Alexandra is to thank." said Tatiana. "She figured out that Ben shrinks when he smells girl's feet. She brought him to Kyla's house and we found out that it is true."

"Wait...how can feet shrink someone?"

"I don't know, but it's really cool!"

"What do I do?"

"Here, first, take off your shoes."

Reagan leaned down and pulled off her battered tennis shoes, revealing a pair of pink "no show" socks.

"Now, take off your socks." instructed Tatiana.

Reagan pulled off the no shows and held them in her hand, confused.

Tatiana turned to me.

"Slave, open your mouth!"

"No." I said.

"Do it, or I'll kick your ass." said Tatiana fiercely.

I opened my mouth.

"Now, put the socks in his mouth."

"What?" asked Reagan.

"Put them in his mouth and watch what happens."

She dropped the socks in my mouth and I closed it. They were very strong, I assume she did a lot of running in them. I felt myself shrinking immediately.

"Now, do what you want to him." said Tatiana, joyfully.

Reagan piped up, "I have an idea!"

She picked up her tennis shoe and pushed my face into the opening. She used the laces to tie my head in. The smell was even worse than the taste, believe it or not, but I guess she always ran around in these shoes and the socks were just from today.

The scent became so strong I actually passed out after about two minutes.

When I woke up, I was practically microscopic. I sat up, dazed, and looked around. Tatiana and Reagan were sitting on the couch, watching TV. Apparently, they had forgotten about me. I, then, came up with a plan.

I ran for Reagan's shoe and jumped in (knowing I would begin to shrink again). Fifteen minutes later, Reagan's mom called telling her to come home.

Reagan pulled her socks and shoes back on, me being so small that she didn't even feel me but I became ingrained in one of her sock fibers. It was a long way home as I was smelling her foot funk, becoming more and more microscopic. I wondered to myself whether I would ever be normal size again. I had never shrunken this small before.

When she got home, she kicked off her shoes and I wedged my way out of her socks. I ran across the floor and what would have taken two steps took a solid half hour to sprint across.

As I got to her bedroom door, I had slowly begun growing back. Suddenly, the phone rang and Reagan picked up.

"Hello?" she said. "Tatiana? What's up? Ben? Oh, I forgot about him, no I haven't seen him."

She stood up and went over to her shoes. She looked around inside of them.

"No, he's not in my shoes." she said. "Yeah, I'll keep an eye out for him. Bye."

She hung up.

By that time, I was almost half an inch tall, so I ran over to her bed. I ran under and spotted a dirty white ankle sock under there. I had a plan, but I knew I would have to be patient. What I needed now was Reagan to invite some friends over to hang out.

Three days of staying under Reagan's bed, taking sniffs from her sock to stay small eventually paid off. Reagan had her friends, Sara Iley and Natasha Strickland over to hang out. Sara was short with dark brown hair and was extremely beautiful. Natasha was a bit chubbier, but was pretty too and was taller with long, brunette hair.

All I needed now was five minutes alone with them. I got my chance when Reagan's mom called her down to help set up for dinner.

I emerged from the bed, three inches tall and approached them. Natasha saw me and shrieked. Sara looked over and her eyes widened.

"Is that...Ben...?" she said, quietly.

"Yeah, it's me!" I shouted up to them. "Listen, I'll explain everything, but I need you two to get me out of here, now!"

Sara seemed to understand the urgency of this situation and went out to talk to Reagan.

"Natasha's feeling sick." she said. "I'm gonna drive her home."

"Oh, ok..." Reagan said, sounding disappointed.

Sara went back to Reagan's room. Natasha grabbed me and put me in her pocket. The two of them left Reagan's house, sneaking me out with them, much to my utter joy and sheer satisfaction. Finally, I was free.

When we arrived at Natasha's house, she pulled me out of her pocket and set me on the desk in front of the two of them. Maybe it was just how small I was but both of them were devilishly pretty and they seemed to both like me alright. Maybe after this was all over, I could get a girlfriend.

"Ok, so what happened?" Sara asked.

"It all started about four days ago," I started. "I was at Alexandra's house and she asked for a foot massage. I decided to be nice and gave her one and as a joke, she put her feet in my face. Well, her feet shrunk me. I don'y know why or how, but they did. Then she invited Olivia over and she tried and it turned out that all girl's feet shrink me. Well, Chloe, Kyla, and Tatiana all found out and they wanted a go, but Tatiana stole me. Reagan came to her house and I escaped in Reagan's shoe. I hid under her bed, waiting for someone to come so I could escape."

"So, let me get this straight," Natasha said. "Girl's feet can shrink you?"

I knew exactly where this was going, but I said yes anyway.

"Can I try it?" she asked.

"Ok, fine." I said.

Between the ride home, and the time it took me to tell the story, I was back to four feet tall. Sara lended me a pair of jeans and a T-shirt to wear, even though they were slightly too small.

Natasha slipped her sandals off and lifted her bare foot. I held it in my hand and brought it up to my nose. It actually smelled clean, unlike the others I had smelled. Slightly sweaty from being over at Reagan's but I could still detect the smell of mango body wash on it. I shrank down to three feet tall rather quickly and stopped smelling there.

"What'll happen if you go farther than smelling?" Sara asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Kissing? Licking?" she inquired.

"It makes me shrink faster." I said.

"Really?"

"Really."

"This is so insanely bizarre. Can I try?" she asked.

"Sure." I said, trying hard not to turn away the only help I had left.

She lifted her foot, still in the tennis shoe and told me to kiss it.

I kissed the tennis shoe all over and began to shrink rapidly. I ended up with a piece of gum from the bottom in my mouth and spit it out, repulsed.

"Wow," she breathed. "Ok, I'll find some way to help. Until then you can stay at my house. But you'll need to keep smelling my feet and staying small. I doubt my parents would like it if a boy was suddenly living at my house."

"Thanks so much." I said.

So, the two of us walked back out to her car and drove off to her house.
It wasn't an incredibly long drive but it was long enough for me to grow back to just a couple inches below my normal size, so that was good, I suppose.

We arrived at Sara's house about fifteen minutes later and I had grown back to almost five and a half feet tall.

"I'll need to shrink you before we can go in." she said.

She took off her tennis shoe to reveal her size five foot. How can I even describe it? How could I have ever thought Alexandra's were pretty when there were beauties like this around? They were absolutely perfect. Small and adorable. And I still hadn't seen them without socks on.

"Ok," she said. "Smell 'em up."

I took her foot in one hand and stuck my nose up against the sole. I couldn't believe it. They smelled even better than they looked. She must have been running around all day, they were so nice and sweaty. I began to lick them, licking up all the sweat and shrinking even faster as she chuckled. About five minutes later, I was reduced to a third of an inch. The picked me up, put me in her pocket and went inside.

"What were you doing in the car so long?" asked her mother. "And why aren't you wearing shoes?"

"Because," said Sara. "I was calling a friend and my feet got hot. Now, I'm gonna go upstairs and do homework."

Sara walked upstairs to her bedroom and then pulled me out of her pocket, now a half a foot tall.

"You grow decently fast, huh?" she said.

She carried me over to her bed and pushed me under. She peeled off one of her socks and threw it under with me.

"Sniff that occasionally so you stay small." she said and she was gone.

....................

The next two days at Sara's house were actually very fun. I stayed under the bed mostly, but when Sara got home from school, she'd take me out and we'd talk. One day, she suggested bringing me to school with her.

"Why not?" I said. "I could do with getting out a bit."

So, the next morning after she ate breakfast and gave me a frosted flake to chew on, she lifted me up and dropped me in her Ugg boot. It was very soft on the inside and warm.

"Crawl to the toe." she shouted in to me.

I did what she said and suddenly, her big, gorgeous, socked foot wormed it's way in.

It was the best day of my life. I spent the entire day, laying on top of her toes, sniffing in her beautiful foot scent. But then, gym came along.

She was in the locker room and wrenched her boot off her foot. Obviously she forgot about me because she didn't even notice when I fell out, she just shoved the boot in the locker and pulled on her tennis shoes. It took me a while to realize that I was standing on someone else's sock. Hannah Gicalone, a pretty girl with light brown hair and a Southern accent picked up the sock with me on it and shoved it in her locker. She locked it up and I was trapped in Hannah's locker, not knowing if I'd ever make my way back to Sara.

Gym eventually ended and Hannah returned. When she opened the locker, I jumped out. The landing was rather painful but I had to get back to Sara.

I couldn't really see anything so I just started running and suddenly I hit a wall. I regained sight enough to see I was in a giant tennis shoe that was tilted sideways. Suddenly, the whole world shifted as the tennis shoe was picked up. A girl named Elsa turned out to be the owner. She was a pretty girl will long brunette hair and a nice body.

She slipped on the shoe with no socks and I was pinned under one of her toes. They didn't smell bad, but they were no competition for Sara's. Elsa sweated a lot and I was covered with it. Soon, she felt me down there. She started rolling my naked body around under her toes. A couple hours later and I was microscopic again, but she still found me and was playing with me between her toes.

When she got home, she pulled her shoe off and reached in. I don't know what she expected to pull put of her shoe, but it sure wasn't me. She gasped and dropped me to the floor.

I looked around and saw we were in her bedroom. She was staring down at me, terrified.

"Ben...Weeks...? That's your name, isn't it?"

I didn't really know Elsa that well but she always seemed nice.

"Yeah," I said. "Listen, I can explain..." and so I launched into an explanation of the entire story of how I came to be in her shoe.

"Wait...so feet shrink you?" she asked. "That's crazy..."

"Yeah," I agreed, after all that was a very accurate statement.

Elsa then perked up. "Kiss my feet." she said suddenly.

"Listen, I don't really have time, can you please bring me back to Sara?"

"Sara? Ooh, is she like your girlfriend or something? Or do you just like her for her feet?"

"Listen, I really need to..."

"I don't think you understand." she said. "You are my slave now and I want you to kiss my feet."

"Please, Elsa..." I began.

"Now!" she said, firmly.

So, I decided, it can only hurt to get on this giant girl's bad side, and walked over to her bare foot. I leaned down and planted a kiss on her colossal foot.

"No, no. You gotta make it passionate!" she said, giggling. "Take my big toe and make it really know you love it."

I walked over to her big toe and lifted it, which took all my effort. I stuck my lips around it and began to stick my tongue up her toenail. She giggled from above.

"Very good." she said. "Now, I'm going to put my foot on you and you are going to lick it up and down until I think you are ready to be let out."

Then, she plopped her whole foot on my body. My head was under her heel and my legs barely stuck out her past her toes. I decided it was best to get out as soon as possible because I was already shrinking so I stuck out my tongue and began to lick up and down her heel. She laughed and said, "That tickles."

After fifteen minutes and me shrinking to about 1/2 an inch tall, she decided to let me go.

"Well, I have to go to Stallionettes practice so you can stay in my sock for the rest of the night and tomorrow I'll bring you to school with me."

She pulled a sock out of the dirty clothes hamper and stuffed me inside. She put the sock in a drawer and closed it.

.....................

The next day, Elsa opened up the drawer and pulled me out.

She said "I'm wearing flip flops today, so you're in for a real treat."

Elsa set me down on the heel of her flip flop and then put it on, squashing my minuscule body between her heel and the shoe. She got in her car and drove to school.

When she arrived, she walked through the front doors when I realized that every time her foot raises, the shoe separates from her heel, so I can easily escape.

When her foot raised the next time, I jumped to the hard, tile ground.

I realized very soon I was in a death zone. Shoes were clamping around me everywhere and I knew I would need to jump on one or be crushed. I jumped on the nearest pair of shoes. I looked up, delighted to find that it was my good friend Ashton Whitney, on her way to first period choir. When we got there, I would get her attention and tell her the situation. I may see Sara again yet.

When we arrived at the choir room, Ashton sat down at her seat as she waited for class to start. She took off her shoe and began to massage her socked foot.

"Ashton!" I yelled up to her. "Ashton!"

Finally, she looked down and saw me.

"Ben?"

"Yeah, it's me, listen, long story short, I found out that girl's feet can shrink me and Sara Iley said she'll help me fix it but she lost me and I need to get back to her!"

"Wow..." Ashton said, quietly. "That's a lot to take in."

"Will you help me?" I asked.

"Of course." she said. "You can stay in my shoe and I'll find Sara for you."

She placed me in her shoe and put her foot in. I laid there, on top of her toes all day and waited for her to take me out and say that she found Sara and hand me off. But, as I sat there, inhaling her foot stink, this release never came. Six hours later, I was nearly a microscopic speck when she dumped me out.

I was in her bedroom. She lifted me and held me close to her eye.

"I'm so sorry, Ben." she said. "I couldn't find her, I looked everywhere!"

"It's fine, I guess." I said, sadly.

"I promise I'll find her tomorrow!" she said.

"It's ok, Ashton, I'm not mad!" I said.

"Ok, good," she said, looking relieved. "So, I invited Jenna, Courtney, and Lauren over to hang out. They'll be here in an hour."

"I should be close to my normal size by then," I said. "I'll need to borrow some clothes though."

"You can borrow some of my older brother's." she said.

"Ok, thanks." I said.

"No problem." she said. "You can wait here until they get here. Hey, can I try something out?"

"What?" I asked apprehensively, already pretty sure I knew what it would be.

"Will you worship my feet, just so I can see it work? I promise we can be done as soon as you want to be done."

"Alright, fine." I said. After all, how could I deny the girl who was trying to help save me?

"Ok, thanks." She said. "I promise I won't abuse it."

She slipped off her school shoes and stuck out her sweaty, socked foot to me.

"When you're ready," she said with a grin.

I put the foot to my face and inhaled. Her feet didn't smell bad at all. (But that may have been because I had spent all day with them and become desensitized.) I felt myself shrinking even more.

"Try something else?" She asked.

I peeled off her sock and sniffed it. Then, I discarded it and began to kiss her feet.

"How do they taste?" She asked.

"Can't really tell." I said jokingly and I stuck out my tongue and licked her foot up and down.

"Well?" She asked, with a mock sweet tone.

"Delicious," I responded, with a joking tone to my voice.

"Good." She said and pushed her toes into my mouth. I sucked and sucked all the sweat out of her pretty toes.

"Alright," she said. "I'm done."

She pulled her toes out of my mouth and I sat there, wishing for more.

"You'd better start growing back," she said.

So, I went off to the bathroom to grow back in peace.

An hour later, I had just gotten into Ashton's brother's clothes and was still about a foot and half too short when Jenna Sclefani, Courtney Otwell, and Lauren McGarry showed up. They all said "Hey!" but Jenna got a weird look on her face.

"Why are you so short?" asked Jenna.

I exchanged a glance with Ashton and she turned to them and said, "Ben shrinks when he smells girl's feet and he's gotten lost. I am trying to get him back to Sara Iley, who's going to help him, so I had him in my shoe to transport him."

"That's so cool!" said Lauren. "Can we see it work?"

Ashton turned to me to answer.

"I'll make you a deal." I said. "Ya'll can do whatever you want to me for half an hour but then you have to stop, ok?"

"Fine." said Lauren.

I laid down by Ashton's bed. Courtney went first and sat on Ashton's bed. She took of her Sperry's and then peeled off her white no show socks. She leaned down and held them against my nose.

I began to shrink immediately and she giggled.

"This is so cool." she said.

The socks smelled really good. I looked up and realized how pretty Courtney is. She was only like five foot three with a freckly face and blonde hair with brownish eyes.

"Open up." she said.

I opened my mouth and Courtney shoved the socks in my mouth. She clamped her left foot over my mouth to keep them in and placed her right foot over my nose for me to smell.

Her feet smelled even better than the socks. They were very sweaty and she rubbed her sweaty foot all over my face, so my face was glistening by the time she was done.

Lauren took her place and pulled off her tennis shoes revealing her beautiful bare feet. She planted them on my face and I found they weren't as smelly as Courtney's, but somehow they were sweatier. She rubbed them all over, like Courtney did and then stopped with her toes over my lips.

She began to push and her toes soon slid into my mouth.

"Suck them." she said with a giggle.

I began to suck on her toes, trying to get all the sweat off, because they tasted really good. I think toes are my favorite part of the foot to worship.

Lauren called Jenna over and Jenna took off her flip flops and said, "Spit out the socks."

Only then did I realize I still had Courtney's socks in my mouth. I spit them out and she told me to open wide.

I opened my mouth and she jammed her entire foot in my mouth. I closed my lips around her heel and sucked on her foot. It was jamming into my throat so much that I was having a hard time getting a taste from it; I had to lick it up and down several times.

When they were done, I stood and, of course, the clothes were huge on me once more. I came just below Ashton's knees, standing slightly less than a foot tall.

"Oh, my God," exclaimed Lauren. "He's so tiny!"

"Hey," said Courtney. "I just remembered that I pass Sara every day at school. I could bring you to her!"

"Yeah!" I said. "That'd be great!"

"All right, get in!" she said as she held out her Sperry to me. I jumped in, just barely fitting.

"Hm..." she said. "It's a tough fit. I'll have to shrink you more."

She pressed her foot down where it would have to go to put her foot in it and her heel pressed against my face. I began to shrink and even laid a few kisses on it to speed up the process.

Soon, I was half an inch tall and was sitting comfortably in the toe end of her shoe. She put back on her socks and wormed her foot in the shoe and made to her way to her car so we would arrive at her house.

I laid, naked, in the toe of Courtney's shoe, laying face-first on her toes, inhaling the beautiful scent.

When we arrived, she dumped me out of her shoe.

"Ok," she said. "So, I'm having a sleepover with Maggie McNabb, Lauren Loveless, and Hannah Beatty. I'll keep you in the bathroom with the clothes Ashton lent you. When you grow back, come and join us and I'll act like I invited you."

She placed me on the bathroom sink with Ashton's brother's clothes next to me. She closed the door and locked it. I sat there for hours, bored out of my mind. I heard the other girls arrive and wished I could go out and join them. As I sat and thought about it, I realized that smelling and worshipping people's feet was getting really old. There were only four, maybe five people I'd actually like to worship. Sara, Alexandra, Courtney, Olivia, and maybe Ashton just because she was so nice and her feet smelled really great.

Eventually, I grew back to my normal size and threw on the clothes. I walked out of the bathroom and went to Courtney's bedroom. I knocked on the door and she answered.

"Hey, Ben," she said. "So glad you could come."

I walked in the room and saw Maggie McNabb, Lauren Loveless, and Hannah Beatty sitting in a circle. Maggie was a short girl with curly, dark brown hair and a sweet face. Lauren was tall with straight brown hair and was extremely sweet but very sexual. Hannah was medium height, with brown hair and glasses and was very pretty and very smart.

I joined the circle and we all talked a bit before Lauren suggested we play Truth or Dare. We all agreed so the game began.

"Hannah," said Lauren. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth." said Hannah.

"Who was your first crush?"

"Adam David."

The girls giggled but I wasn't surprised. Even by a guy's standard, I knew Adam was very handsome.

"Courtney," said Hannah. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." she said.

"I dare you to swap outfits with Ben."

I looked over and she smirked and so I went into the bathroom to strip and was to hand out a bag of my clothes and, after she changed, she'd hand in a bag of hers.

I pulled off the cargo pants, white T-shirt, boxer shorts, white socks, and tennis shoes I had been wearing. I pushed all of them in a bag, opened the door just a crack, making sure to stay behind it, and handed out the bag. Someone took it and I closed the door. Three minutes later, there was a knock and I opened it again, just a crack and grabbed the bag, closing the door behind me.

I opened the bag to see what the damage was. I pulled out first the pair of jeans she had been wearing. Ok, that wasn't bad. They were a little small, but not terribly girly. Then I pulled out the white blouse. It was a tad frilly, but once again, not the worst I could have ended up with. I pulled out next the hot pink panties she had been wearing. Ok, this was weird, I wasn't gonna sugarcoat it. Then, there was the tan, C cup bra. Then, last but not least, I pulled out the white no shows I knew too well and the Sperry's.

I decided it could have been worse and proceeded to put on the clothes. The panties went on first and I slid them up my legs. They were extremely small and constricting. Then, I wrangled on the bra. I managed to strap it, but with great difficulty. Next, I pulled the jeans on, and they barely buttoned at the top. At this point, the constriction to my junk can't have been healthy. I pulled on the blouse, which went way above my belly button and then pulled on the white no shows and, after giving them a last sniff, the Sperry's.

I emerged from the bathroom and the girls erupted with laughter at how stupid I looked. I turned to Courtney and I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, those man clothes made her look extremely hot. I don't know why but they really did.

We all went back to the room and sat back down in the circle.

"Lauren," Courtney said. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare." said Lauren.

"I dare you to swap at least three articles of clothing with Ben. Two socks only count as one, as do shoes."

Lauren looked to me and looked at what I had on.

"I'll trade shoes, socks, and pants."

I found myself taking off Courtney's shoes, socks, and (thank the Lord) jeans. They all collapsed in giggles when they saw the pink underpants. Lauren handed me her pink short shorts which I put on and then her blue no shows and black Sperry's.

"Ben," said Lauren. "Truth or dare?"

I was not trusting of what these girls would make me do, but didn't want to seem like a wimp, so I said, "Dare."

"I dare you," said Lauren. "to smell Hannah's feet."

The implications of this statement sunk in like an anchor. I exchanged a glance with Courtney and found that she also knew what this would mean. However, I didn't seem to have a choice.

Hannah pulled off her shoe to reveal her barefoot and I leaned in, extremely nervous. I stuck my nose against her foot, and, of course, began to shrink.

Lauren noticed first and gasped. "He's shrinking!" she exclaimed.

Hannah dropped her foot down in shock.

"What happened?" she asked.

Courtney and I exchanged a nervous glance again.

"Well," Courtney started. "He shrinks when he smells girl's feet..."

"He what?" asked Hannah.

"He shrinks when he smells girl's feet." she repeated.

"When he smells their feet???" gasped Maggie. "Would it work with mine?"

"I guess so." I said.

"Can we try?"

"I guess..." God, this was getting real old.

Maggie pulled off her sandals and lifted her bare feet.

I put my nose to them and smelled. They smelled all right, nothing that special.

When I pulled away, I was down to three and half feet. Well, their clothes fit me anyway.

"Can I have a turn?" Hannah asked.

At this point, I was done.

"No!" I said. "I'm tired of smelling girl's feet! I just want to be back to normal!"

Hannah got an angry look on her face and shoved me over. I hit the floor hard and she stomped her foot on my face. It stunk, but I could hardly smell it cause my nose felt like it was broken. I began to shrink.

"Stop!" yelled Courtney.

"Oh?" Hannah said, smirking evilly. "He your boyfriend, is he?"

"Hannah, just let him go!" Courtney shrieked.

She ran toward me, but Maggie and Lauren held her back. I was shrinking rapidly. I think I shrunk faster if the smelling was involuntary. After a while of excruciating pain and inhaling Hannah's foot funk, Courtney was able to wrench herself free. She pushed Hannah over and grabbed me by the wrist. I was 1/2 an inch, so she carried me down the stairs and out to her car.

"You're not safe until you're back to normal." said Courtney. "I'm gonna bring you to Sara's now."

And we drove off.
When we got to Sara's house, I was two feet tall and Courtney walked me up to the front door. She rung the doorbell and, luckily, Sara answered.

"Hey, Courtney...Ben!" Her face lit up when she saw me. "I was worried sick about you!"

"Well," I said. "I'm here now."

I turned to Courtney.

"Thanks so much for bringing me back."

"Eh," she said. "It was nothing."

I turned to go in when I heard her say, "Ben...I love you."

I turned back, shocked, and said, "I love you too, Courtney." and realized I meant it.

Courtney walked back to her car and drove away.

Sara walked me into her house and up to her bedroom. I had gained half a foot by the time we got there, so that was a very good thing.
When I walked through the door, she locked the door behind us. I should have seen it then and there, but how should I have known what was in store?

Sara walked up to me and stared down, with her stunningly gorgeous face.

"So, how have you been?" she asked.

"Eh," I said. "It's had it's ups and downs, no pun intended. Have you figured out how to make me normal?"

"Oh," she said. "About that...I thought about it when you were gone and decided, I don't want you back to normal."

It took me a moment to register her words.

"You...what?"

"I want you as my slave."

"Your...slave? But...I thought..."

"Yeah, we all think things." said Sara. "Just like Elsa thought you were hers, when you will always be mine."

"What?" I gasped, still longing to believe this wasn't happening. For this entire ordeal, she had been one of my only true allies and now she was stabbing me in the back.

"You are mine. Got it, bug?" she said. "Now, first thing's first, you are a bit to big for my taste."

She pushed me over and stuffed her sock clad foot in my face. It was just as dreamy as I remember it, but now there was the slight setback that it's owner was a total bitch.

I shrunk down, faster and faster, until I was only a foot tall.

"I want you to kiss my foot as a sign of your servitude to me."

Having no other option, I leaned over and planted a kiss on her foot.

"Now lick it, like a dog."

I licked her sock up and down, absorbing her sweat with my tongue. In that moment, I realized that I missed Courtney immensely. How could I have been so stupid? Courtney was my true friend all along, and I had flouted her help.

As I sat there, running my tongue up and down this goddess of a girl's foot, I made a promise to myself that, if I got out of this, I would never take anyone for granted again, especially Courtney Otwell.

.......................

The next day, Sara decided to take me to school with her.

"I'll be a nice mistress and put you in my pocket for the first half of the day."

I couldn't believe my luck! Her pocket would be easy to escape from and she passes Courtney every day so I'll have it made.

Sara picked up my almost microscopic body and shoved it in her pocket.

When she got to school, I was already an inch tall, so I crawled up her pocket and peered out. I realized that I couldn't see above anyone's butt, so I'd have to take a leap of faith. I jumped and landed with an unforgiving thud. God, I hated that jump.

I lay there, in the middle of the hallway in pain. Suddenly, a big hand reached down and picked me up. The next thing I knew, I was jammed in a shoe and oh, how it reeked! I couldn't believe it. I was smashed up against the nastiest smelling sock I had ever smelt. When I regained sight, I saw it was bright orange and the foot was small, but I was stuck there the rest of the school day.

........................

When whoever my owner was finally got home, she bolted up to her room and yanked off her shoe, so I went flying. I landed on the carpet and she leaned over me. It was none other than one of my best friend's little sister, Annarose Jankowski.

"Is that really you, Ben?" she asked, looking ecstatic.

"Yes," I said. "It's me, Annarose, listen could you please bring me back to Courtney?"

She laughed. "No. I've wanted you as my slave as long as I can remember. Now, I have you where I want you."

She pressed her warm, squishy, smelly socked feet against my face.

"Under my feet!"

I began to shrink. She gasped, "You shrink when you smell my feet? Oh my gosh, this is awesome!"

She pinned me down with her foot over my nose. She was only twelve, so my guess is that she hadn't washed her feet in ages.

She said, "Kiss my feet, Ben."

I puckered up and kissed her nasty feet. Droplets of sweat slipped into my lips and slithered down my throat.

Her feet were so nasty, it wasn't even funny.

She giggled as I kissed her feet.

Eventually it came time to go to bed so she peeled off her sock and dropped me in so sleep the night amidst her extremely pungent foot stink.

When I woke that morning, I realized I had fallen out of the sock in my sleep and was back to my normal size. I glanced over at Annarose and saw she was still fast asleep.

I decided it was time to make a break for it. I grabbed the phone first and called Courtney. But it wasn't Courtney who answered the phone. It was none other than Hannah Beatty.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hannah?" I said, my heart plummeting. "Where's Courtney?"

"Um..." she started. "Courtney won't be answering the phone for a while."

"What?" I asked, not knowing how to take this.

"Listen," she said. "I gotta go, but Courtney will wish she never crossed us."

And with that, Hannah hung up.

I knew I had to get out of here as fast as I could. Courtney was in trouble and I needed to help her. Unfortunately, fate was not in my favor today, because at just that moment, Annarose woke up and saw I was back to my normal size (and completely naked, may I add).

She giggled. "Ben, you grew back. You know what that means."

She lunged at me and tackled me down. She plopped her stinky bare feet in my face and I began to shrink again.

"Please," I yelled, muffled by her feet. "Courtney is in trouble, I need to save her!"

"Courtney's in trouble?" she asked. "Ok, I'll make you a deal. But first I need to tell you a story. The other night, I found a genie. I wished that one day you would be my slave. Here you are. I haven't used it since so I have two wishes left. If I can use wish two to make you do whatever I want for twelve hours, I will let you go."

I thought it over. So, it was because of this brat that I shrunk.

"Ok," I said, thinking, at least in twelve hours, it would all be over.

She pulled the lamp from under her bed and rubbed it. A genie came out and said, "Ah, mistress, what can I do for you?"

"I wish that whatever I tell Ben to do, no matter how obscure, it would happen for twelve hours."

"Very well." he snapped his fingers and suddenly I felt a cold sensation wash over me. "He is now yours." And with that, the genie returned to his lamp.

"Ben, I want you to fall desperately in love with my feet."

I looked down thinking this was stupid, but then realized, I had never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Her little feet were like two twin goddesses and I wasn't even worthy to worship them. I leaned down and inhaled their scent. The smell I once found noxious was now the best smell I had ever inhaled.

"Will you marry me?" I asked, the words just slipping out of my mouth, but as they did, I realized that was my deepest desire, to marry and spend the rest of my life with these two glorious things.

Annarose piped up in a squeaky voice as she waggled her feet, "Why do you want to marry us?"

"Because you are the most beautiful, amazing smelling, luscious things I have ever seen in my life. I don't deserve to kiss you but that is my deepest, innermost desire."

"Kiss us. We don't mind"

I bowed my head down and planted a kiss on the tops of both of them. It was the most gratifying thing I had ever done. She giggled.

"Ok, let's try something else." said Annarose. "I wish you weren't in love with my feet anymore."

I looked down at the feet which were once my only desire and found that they were now just as they were before. I honestly didn't know what I had seen in them.

"Ben, kiss them now."

I kissed her feet, despite really not wanting to.

"I'm going to make you do something you will really regret when you snap out of this," she said. "I want you to fall desperately in love with me and think of every other girl only as a piece of crap."

Yeah, that's gonna happen, I thought. But, as I looked at her, I realized that she was extremely beautiful. She was my best friend's little sister so I guess I had never noticed before. She was actually really sexy. I thought back on all the other girls I had ever liked and realized they were actually butt ugly.

I looked at her and said, "Wow, Annarose, you look really nice today."

This was kind of a stupid thing to say because she had just woken up, her hair was astrew, and she was in her pajamas.

"Do you...uhm...wanna do something today?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said, happily. "That'd be great. What do you want to do?"

"We could go see a movie." I said.

"Sure," she said, happily. "If you want to wait downstairs, I'll get ready."

I sat downstairs for about an hour, mindlessly waiting for my date. She walked down the stairs, dressed in a gold dress with her blonde hair in cute ringlets. She was dressed to kill.

I took her by the hand and we walked out to their car. I drove to the movies and bought two tickets for the new "Spider-Man" movie. We went to the concession stand and bought a medium popcorn to share.

When we got into the movie theater, I looked around and realized my date was easily the most beautiful girl there, and there were some very busty college girls. Annarose cuddled up against me and I leaned my head on hers. She turned her face to mine and inched it closer and closer until finally our lips were touching. When we separated, I realized that my first kiss was with my best friend's little sister and, to be honest, I couldn't have been happier about that. At least, not in my hypnotized state. Looking back, I would be very upset indeed.

After the date, we went back to her house and she said, "When I clap my hands, you will be back to normal."

She did and I quickly realized what just happened. Now that Annarose was not appealing to me anymore, the full gravity of what happened at the theater hit me.

"Now," she said. "Until your time is up, I want you to be a sock."

I felt myself begin to shrink. I looked down to see my hands, arms, feet, and legs disappearing. My body began to become soft and pink. The next thing I knew, I was just a little pink sock. She slipped off the heels she had worn to our date and pulled me on. I felt her warm and sweaty foot worming it's way inside of me, a very strange sensation.

She pulled on a shoe over me and it was the strangest thing I had ever felt. I wasn't shrinking because I wasn't myself. I was plastered all the way around her sweaty and honestly kind of soft foot. Then her shoe was around me. Although, had I been given the choice, I would have picked a different foot, it was kind of nice. I stayed on her foot, being stepped on all day until my twelve hours was up. Her shoe flew of and I began to grow back to myself. Soon, I was myself, with her entire foot in my mouth. I spit it out and she turned to me. "Thanks for a fun day." She said.

"Anytime." I responded.

So, I ran out to the car and drove off to Courtney's house.