It’s funny how easily we take for granted common things. Like being normal sized for example. What do I mean by that? Well, let me explain.

My name is Adam, and about a half hour ago, I was getting out of the library. It was about ten to midnight, and i was beat. I had been studying for the last two and a half hours for my history test later that week. I don't have many friends up at college, I commute to school so I don't stick around on weekends. On my way back, I tripped and banged my head on the ground. I’m not sure how long i was out, but what I do know is when I came back to, I found myself in a world that had grown to immense proportions. I was only a few feet away from my dorm, so i ran to the door. Despite having just shrunk, I was still far too large to simply slip underneath. Looking around, there was nobody around. Damnit. Pulling out my phone, I saw it was dead. How much worse could this get?!

As if the heavens opened up to answer, a large black slab fell from the heavens right next to me. I fell back in surprise, and looking up, I see my neighbor. My RA Amanda. She is absolutely titanic. If I were to reach up right now I would barely pass her ankle.
As she reaches down I can feel her eyes fall upon me. Looking back up to meet her gaze, I could feel the blood leave my face.

“Adam?” she says, reaching to grab me. I want to run, I try, but my legs do not respond. And besides, what's the point. I'm far to small to get away, and i will freeze if I stay out here all night. Her hand envelops me, her red nails holding me tight. She is very warm, almost hot to the touch.

“What happened to you?” she asks pulling me up close. From here I can get a good look at her short wavy black hair, and her emerald green eyes.

“I don't know. Can you help me?” There is a pause. And my heart beats a little quicker. “Please Amanda, I need help. I need to go to a hospital.” Amanda Tilted her head, thinking. “Amanda…?”

After what felt like an hour, Amanda grinned and said. “No.”
“WHY!”

“Because. I found you, you're mine now.”

“But I’m a human being, you can’t do this to me!"

“What kind of person can be held between two fingers or be crushed by a pinky toe? No, your not a person anymore Adam. You're mine. Now come on. My feet are tired, and you little guy, are going to help me fix that.” She said with a grin, as she stuffed me into her jean pocket.

This is where I currently find myself. Pressed tightly to my resident assistants leg, probably no bigger than one inch tall. Scared that currently this person is both the only one who knows about my current situation and is trying to make me feel less than human, claiming that I am a toy.

Out of nowhere a hand comes into Amanda’s pocket and pulls me out. She throws me down on her bed, and despite her blanket cushioning my blow, it still hurts. A moment later I am thrown into the air as Amanda joins me. Gathering myself up, I look towards her. What meets me are her feet. Enormous and frankly smelling strongly of sweat, a lot like vinegar. Above them Amanda is looking down at me, her head resting upon her hands. Smiling down at me.

“Ok Adam, You still think you're a person?”

“Yes!” Hoping this is just a joke.

“Interesting. So how can I convince you you aren’t?”

“What?” I say, scared now more than ever.

“What am I going to have to do to prove to you, you aren't a person anymore? Am I going to have to step on you? Cover you under my foot?” And she raises one foot above me, bringing it right on top of me. The smell of her feet is painful this close. I’m close to her toes, and she angles her pinky toe and fourth toe over me. Suddenly I find myself being squeezed between them. It’s not painful, and I don't know why. In the back of my mind, i’m worried that maybe i can't be hurt this small. That would be bad. Amanda pulls her leg and me, at the end of her toes close to her leg.Looking up at her, she is still beaming down at me.

“Maybe I’ll show you by comparison." Reaching over, Amanda grabs a pencil. Her toes let me go, and I fall down. looking up i'm smack dab between her legs. She places the pencil next to me. The pencil is three or four times my size. Amanda begins to laugh.

“Oh my god you’re smaller than a pencil! Hahahaha!” And she falls back laughing. “Oh, I have to see how big you are. This is too funny.” She gets up and rummages through her drawer. A minute later she comes over and picks me up roughly. She pinches me between her thumb and index finger. This pain is weird, It hurts, but I don't feel like I will die. Outside my prison of pain I can hear Amanda. “You are just one inch tall. Hahaha.”

Then I begin to fall. I fall and fall and fall when suddenly BANG! I hit the ground. I should be dead, but no. I'm fine. I think this might confirm my suspicion that I can't be killed. This is no good. While on my hands and knees, I see Amanda walk around the corner and open the door. SHe walks back and sits on her bed. My body is enveloped, both by the strong smell of feet, and physically by Amanda’s feet. She pulls me across the ground. She lets me go, and I look back up at her. Her smile is gone, and she looks serious.

“Ok Adam, In all seriousness. You still think you’re a person? Fine. Nothing I can do will convince you otherwise. So around the corner, my door is open. You can leave. Maybe you’ll find help. But were on the 9th floor right now Adam. How long is it going to take to get down? The elevator is broken.” She says with a smile. “Maybe you can go ask someone to help you, maybe someone will. Maybe. But maybe someone will find you and be your worst nightmare. Maybe Elana down the hall will use you like a sex toy, abusing you every night. Maybe Shauna will make you a science experiment and cut you open. And Maybe you won't be found by a girl. Maybe another guy will find you, and use you in ways you don't even want to dream about. Or, you can stay with me. I’ll keep you safe, and I’ll keep you warm. And all you’d have to do, is be my toy. Worship me like a god. That’s all you have to do Adam. So… What’ll it be?”
What do I do? Amanda has a point. I want to leave, I am a person. But she is right someone else not so kind might find me. God Damn.

“I see you need some time on this, so tell you what, I’ll give you twenty minutes. And I’ll leave you to it. If you want to stay, all you’ll have to do is come here and kiss my toes.” Smiling the whole time.
What do I do?

19 minutes pass, And I'm still torn. I don't want to give in, I am a person. Amanda is not a god, she is a person. An awful person right now, trying to really make me her ‘toy’. But If I leave right now, Someone is bound to find me. I don't even know how I would get to a hospital, even if I got off the ninth floor. Not only people, but birds and animals, and the weather. It's late in fall, winter will be here soon, and the cold is likely to kill me before any person or animal can. Damnit. Why? Why is this happening.

“Times up little guy, make your choice. Its very late, And I need to get going to bed.” Says Amanda. she's still grinning at me. “So kiss my feet or get out of my room. Time to choose.” She stands up, and walks right next to me.

I don't really have a choice. For right now, I am going to have to swallow my pride and give in to Amanda. I am going to have to suffer through this for some time, until I can find an opportunity to escape. I don't like it, but It’s how I'm going to survive for a while at this size. Who knows, this might not even be a permanent thing, maybe I’ll grow back sooner or later. I hope.

Walking over to Amanda’s big to which comes up to about my chest, her feet are still mostly clean. Her nails are not painted, but they are well kept. Amanda herself is actually very beautiful at a normal size. But about now, I have different things to worry about. I reach out and grab her toe plant a big kiss right under her nail.

“Aww Adam. You finally see it my way. My little toy finally accepts where he is in life now haha.” Looking up at her she looks happy. before I can do much else, her foot pushes its way over me, sending me to my back once more. Then the pressure comes down on me. my chest can barely expand, I can hardly breath. I feel like I am going to suffocate under Amanda. I’m not sure but I think I’m under the ball of her foot. It starts moving back and forth, dragging me upon the carpeted floor. The carpet is really rough, and Amanda is fully stepping on me, almost all of her weight.
After a couple of minutes of this, it stops. My everything hurts. Looking up Amanda is reaching down to grab me. Why oh why did I stay. Her hand wraps around me and pull me up through the air. She begins to walk to her bed. She sits and reaches down, dropping me again at her feet.

“So now that you are mine, I have some rules that will make your life much easier.” She says beaming down at me.

“Alright. What are they?” I am gathering myself, trying to will myself to stand up. The worst thing I could do right now is just lay here in pain.

“There’s only a few of them, and they are very easy. First off, I own you. What I do to you, what I order you to do and what I want of you, all will be obeyed. When I say jump, you jump. When I say rub my feet, you rub my feet. Make sense?” She asks.

“Yeah. I understand.”

“Second, no matter what I do to you, you will NOT talk back. It might suck, It might be the most disgusting thing you’ve ever done, but you're going to do it, and you will do it with enthusiasm. Like if I come back in, and i want to play with you, in some, shall we say, very intimate ways, your job is to jump up and do what I say, as per rule one.”

“Ok.”

“And last but not least. If you mess up a task, like any task at all, or you disappoint me, you're going to be punished.”

“You mean stealing me and making me a toy aren't punishment enough?”

At that Amanda’s brow furrows and she looks annoyed. She moves her feet around me, and in a motion faster than I can really react to, the two feet clamp around me. I am immersed in her feet. They are soft, but none the less, they hurt. I am almost certain I am indestructible after all of this. Why? After all that’s happened, why do I have to be immune to death at this size?

Amanda’s feet open back up and her chin is resting on her right hand. “You know Adam, this will be much easier on you if you don't think of this as a bad thing. Look, I’ll say it, I’m sorry for what’s happened to you. I don't even understand how this happened to you. But It's a good thing you shrank.”

“A good thing!?”

“Yeah! I mean I live right down the hall from you, I see you almost everyday. It’s over halfway through the semester, and you haven't stayed around for even one weekend. Not one! You don't go out, you don't seem to talk to many people. I mean what do you do when you go home on Fridays? I imagine your friends all went away?”

“Yeah, they did.”

“So what do you do?”

“Just stay home.”

“Exactly. Now that you’re your new size, you're going to have a very different experience. I mean, you are going to have ten new best friends who are going to love getting to know you!” She says starting to giggle. Looking back, Amanda’s toes are wiggling. “And you are going to meet my friends, and they are going to love you. You’re just adorable at this size.” She says smiling. “Think of it this way Adam. This might be the best thing that could have happened to you. You're the toy to a beautiful girl, who is going to take care of you, and all you have to do, is be her toy. Just rub her feet, kiss her toys, and a few other small things. Wait on her hand and foot, and you're set.”

Listening to Amanda is too much. I fall back to my knees. This has to be a dream, this is just too much. I can feel the tears start to well behind my eyes. Why me? What did I do to have this happen to me? Did I do something wrong? Why?!

“Adam, what’s wrong?” I look up at Amanda. She is looking at me with concern. No this has to be a trick. I start to crawl away. I know this is futile, but I need to at least try. I was wrong. Anything would be better than this.

“Adam, what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Like she doesn't know. What the hell is she playing?

“You! You want me to be your damn toy! I just want help! I don't want to be little! I don't know how this happened, but I want to go to a doctor, and I want to get help for this!” Amanda pulls back. I hit her toes, which are far too thick and strong for me to get through without serious effort. In Amanda's eyes, she seems sad. She stops a moment. Pursing her lips and then looks back at me. She reaches for me. I would run, but i'm between her feet right now, there's nowhere to go. She picks me up gently, and places me in her palm. She puts her other hand besides me and cups them around me, i guess incase I fall off.

“I'm sorry Adam. Look, Being honest, I shouldn't be doing this to you. But when I saw you on the floor, I saw a chance to live a fantasy of mine. One that I've had since I was a little girl. See I always wanted to be a giant. I always wanted to just tower over someone. So when I picked you up, I saw a chance to live that out. You are my wish come true Adam. And If I gave you to the doctors, they would just test you till you died. They would experiment on you, cut you open and see how you tick. I wouldn't want that to happen to you Adam. You're my new little toy. In fact you're like my new favorite toy. No toy can pretend to be alive like you can. Your like the best toy ever, a one of a kind. I wouldn't want you to be hurt, I certainly wouldn't want you to die. You mean to much to me like this.” She says with a smile. She is crazy, she can't really think this can she? “Now, I'm pretty tired. I have class tomorrow at 11:10. So I am going to take a shower at like 10. I’m going to get changed for bed, so hold on for a second.” She puts me down on her desk. walking to her door, she closes it, and i hear the lock click. She comes back, already without her shirt. She really is beautiful. As she keeps stripping, she pays me no mind, just walking around in all her splendor. She puts on a bra, and a long t-shirt over that. She pulls out a pair of fresh socks and walks back over to me with a smile on her face. When isn't she smiling?

“So Adam, we're going to play a game really quick. Its called guess where your going to sleep. behind my back there is a sock and a pair of my panties. Whichever you guess is where you are going to be sleeping tonight. So go on left or right?”

“Uhhhh… RIght?”

“You sure?”

“Yeah?” I say hesitantly. Does it really matter?

From around her back comes a large pair of black panties. Amanda smiles. “Congratulations, you shall be sleeping with my butt tonight Adam!” She picks me up as she wiggles on her panties. She puts me behind her back and begins to lower me. Her free hand opens the waist band and deposits me into my sleeping chamber for the night. A half second later, I loose the ability to see as everything goes black. I feel Amanda walk over to her bed. Gravity shifts as I feel like I am falling on my side, until i hit the ground. A moment later, Amandas butt buries me.

“Goodnight Adam. Don't worry, you will eventually learn to love being my toy.”

I try to get free, but manda is too large, I can't move without waking her up. I guess I’m stuck under my RA’s butt, at one inch tall for the night. Man that sounds so weird.

I make myself a little comfortable and doze off to sleep. Who knows, maybe I’ll wake up and this will all have been some insane dream.

Maybe.

I wake up, when I can no longer find any oxygen. I scramble, thrashing wildly. A moment later, I can breath. Oh right, I'm under Amanda’s foot.

I have no idea how long It’s been, I could have slept for an hour, It could have been five minutes. Either way, It's dark, Amanda’s foot feels a little bit wet, and I have what feels like a million pounds on me.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! She walks on. and on and on. Incredible, she is just going along like I don't exist. To be fair, to her I don't, not as a person at the very least. Just a ‘toy’, no bigger than her big toe.

Some time after I woke up, The banging on of her walking stops. Everything is still. And then it starts again. But this doesn't feel like walking. Do I feel like I am falling, down towards Amanda’s little toes.I’d rather not slink around under Amanda’s foot, I'd rather stick around where I was, where I could get… well not ‘fresh air’ but air none the less. I climb amanda’s toes like they're a ladder, until I am under her second toe, I think… It’s dark down here.
Suddenly, I can't move anything. The toes I am on squeeze around me. And It hurts. It hurts extraordinarily bad, I have nowhere to move. Oh my God, I’m going to die, I’m going to die!
And just as fast as it started, It’s over. I try and catch my breath quickly. But in the middle of my breath, It returns. Oh my god, Amanda is playing with me. She is just squeezing her toes, and it’s giving me the scare of my life.

Over and over and over, Amanda flexes her toes again and again. Why is this happening to me? Was Amanda’s wish just so strong, that I have to be sacrificed to achieve it? I hit my head, I should have a concussion not be one inch tall, this makes no sense, just why. I begin to cry. I cry because Amanda treats me like a toy, because I feel as if I’m going to die, and mostly because I have no idea why any of this is happening. Is this a lesson? What am I supposed to learn?

This continues until finally I feel Amanda squeeze far harder than all the other ones. The hell? Is she trying to say something? She keeps squeezing and squeezing. My chest feels like it’s going to explode. I have to do something, anything. I don't want to, but I have to do one of the most disgusting things I might have ever done. I bite Amanda’s foot.

Her foot tastes like literally salt. I get a mouthful of her skin, and it's all thinly covered in her sweat. Oh my god, it's disgusting. But it works, the pressure alleviates. But then Gravity changes, and Amanda stands up. Oh my god, how long has it been. This day needs to move along, I can’t stand this much more.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! Amanda is walking. Her next class? back to her dorm to let me out? To my friends to show I’ve been punked? Being unable to see is the worst. Gravity changes again, and I can see a bit. I found myself down by Amanda’s fourth toe.

Light floods my vision, and I fall down. I hit the ground. Oh jesus fresh air, there is a god. I start to cough, and blood comes out. Oh my god this hurts, but I’m surely thankful I can breath air that isn't surrounded by Amanda’s foot sweat and smell.

I catch my breath, but I also look around. The floor is tiled, and looking up, there is a large door off the ground. There are walls that are also off the ground. Looking behind me Amanda is holding her sock, with her exposed left foot crossed over her right, her left boot free, and only a few portional feet from me, maybe two or three inches for Amanda. And speaking of, Amanda does not look one bit happy.

“Did you bite my foot?” Wait. She’s mad at me?! I almost died!

“Yes but…”

“Why?” She is visibly angry.

“I couldn't breath… You were crushing me.” I say, hoping she will show mercy. I look away, ready for some form of punishment.
What I get is Amanda’s hand lifting me up. It is now I realize that we are in a Bathroom. Oh dear this might not end well for me. I look back at Amanda, and to my surprise, Amanda doesn't look so angry.

“I’m sorry Adam. I thought you were a lot tougher, my fault.” Is she being serious? is she trying to play me?

“Are you serious?” This has to be a joke.

“Yes Adam, I wouldn't want you to be under my feet in pain all day. Here, let me make it better.” She opens her palm and moves her hand, with me on it towards her puckered lips. She plants them onto me. And for the first time since I found myself in this predicament, I feel something positive.

“Are you ok little guy?” she asks. Wow. Amanda really does care about me. She might care about me only as her toy, but she still cares none the less.

“Yeah, I'm alright. Thank you Amanda.”

“You’re welcome Adam.”

“What time is it anyway?”

“It's 12:30. One more class, then some work.”

“Don't you have rounds after?”

“Yeah, but I’m going to change first. Give you some dinner and grab some myself. It’ll be like a date.” And I smile. It might be a long way from now, but Amanda is actually trying to care for me a little bit. I mean, she only needs to care a little bit, I’m little.

“Alright.”

“Now I’m going to put you back in, I have to get going. But I have an idea. I’m going to wrap you around my second toe ok? That way there will be less pressure on you. If you start to hurt, instead of biting my foot, kiss it ok?”

“Alright Amanda.”

“Alright, come here.” Amanda’s other hand picks me up and puts me close to her second toe. I reach out, and wrap onto it like it's a log, which is actually quite an accurate representation for my size. I wrap on tightly and hold as tight as I can. Amanda’s sock comes back on, and a moment after that, the darkness as well. I hear the zip this time and Amanda starts to walk again, and I feel quite secured this time. Amanda’s third toe pins my legs between it and the second, but my head remains free in the gap between her second and big toe, but my left arm is loosely secured between the two. And quite frankly, this feels kind of nice. I can describe what, but everything feels fine, not like the world is coming down on me. As a whole, this feels nice.

A little later, I feel gravity change, Amanda is moving her foot to be more comfortable spot. Again, I feel the pressure come down on me. But now, it isn't so bad.

What am I thinking?! ‘It’s not so bad” being wrapped up like a toe ring?

/It’s not so bad. Things could be far worse you moron.

Am I starting to go crazy?

/Youve always been crazy, now you just have a chance to let it out

Go away. I don't know what you are or what you’re trying to do. I am a person, I need to get away from this. Amanda is crazy.

There’s nothing. I must be going crazy. But does some part of me… Does some part of me want to live like this? Under the will and power of someone else? I know most of me doesn't, but does some part of me want to live as a toy to Amanda.

What a time to be alive. A toy to a crazy girl who might care about you, who might not; who might care for you as a toy but not as a person. One inch tall wrapped around her toe after having your ribs crushed under her toes after an hour (Was it really that long? A class from 11:10 until 12:25 and she took me out at 12:30. Wow.)

God this is crazy.

I try and stay occupied. Amanda flexes her toes a little bit, but ultimately I stay bored. I can't sleep, Amanda is to active and plays with me far too much for that.

I suppose Amanda’s class ends, because the way gravity was affecting me changed and she stood up. But something happened. I slipped. Amanda’s feet are sweating, and I can slide down her foot. I try to grab onto something, anything. But there's nothing. As she is walking, Amanda’s third and second toe flare out while she is mid step. I slip backwards. I can't stop, slipping under her toes. Or rather half of me. My legs get stuck under her third toe, and my upper body is pressed face first into the side of her second toe while she is on the down step.

CRACK! My back cracks and flares into pain. I desperately try to move my body into any safer position so as Amand doesn't break me in two. I push and push, but I can't get my head out in time.

CA-RACK! I feel like my neck is broken, but, I can still breath, and still move. Amanda has stopped moving, the pressure is down, but Amanda’s toes arch up. I slide my neck down and try to breath. It is very difficult under the pressure of being in Amanda's boot, in a wool sock, under all her body weight, under her toes and through all the sweat. But the air, however awful it is, gets into my lungs.

Amanda starts to walk again, and my situation goes from bad to worse. As she walks, I am insecure under her foot, and Amanda’s feet have begun to perspire more and more. Her sole is slick like a slip n’ slide, and I start to slip back towards her heel. I try and stop myself, but there's not much to hold onto.

I slide back towards Amanda’s heel. And every single step is like death. But by the mercy of some form of god, it stops. I see the light again, and again her sock comes off. Instead of falling down Amanda’s fingers pry me loose, and she looks at me. Once again, she looks concerned.

“Oh my god Adam! You just can’t stay safe down at my feet can you?” looking around, I think were once again in a bathroom.

“I'm sorry Amanda, I slipped.”

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I cracked my neck and my back, they hurt.”

“Do you think you could go back down there?”

“No. I’m sorry Amanda. Please…”

“No no, it's alright Adam. I have somewhere else to put you.”

“Wh-where’s that?”

“You’ll see in a second. Hole on.” She is still happy with me. I guess she understands that I hurt. Only question is where is she going to put me now? Again, Amanda has total control here, anything she wants to do to me, she probably will.

My answer comes when Amanda pulls the front of her shirt down, revealing a black bra. Oh dear.
“Amanda, what are you…?”

“You're going in my bra Adam, do I have to spell everything out for you? You can’t stay safe in my boots, so Now I’m going to have to put you somewhere I can keep more of an eye on you. This is as good a place as any. What you don't want to go in my bra and spend the rest of the day between my boobs?”

“No, no. It’s fine.”

“Good. Now quiet down, I'm getting some stuff for work. Take a nap, you’ll have some work to do when I have rounds tonight.” What could she mean by that?
“Sure thing Amanda.” She opens a space between her breast and her bra, and moves me in over the crevice. She lets me go, and I fall in. As soon as I hit amanda’s skin, I feel like i could sink into it. I look up to see Amanda beaming down on me.

“Comfy?”

“Yes. Very.” And this is true. The only downside is i still can't try and escape. If I move around to much, Amanda will notice. And if I managed to escape, she would definitely notice. Or maybe I can get lucky. Maybe I can slip away when she isn't paying attention. Have to wait and see.

“Now stay safe down there. I have to run.” And her bra snaps shut. I am pulled very tight, I can’t really move that much in here. This is awful. I try and wiggle a little bit, slowly so Amanda might not notice me doing anything. After a little bit I feel my hand over something different. I feel around, and its texture is different than that of the rest of the skin I am in contact with.

Damn, I’m on her nipple!

Amanda reaches down and grabs me roughly. Why am I surprised by this revelation. I said I wouldn't run away, and what happens? She finds me crawling through the crack under her door. Gee Adam, good idea. I quickly ascend through the air. Face to face with Amanda I want to shrink, even more than I already have.
As she opens her door, And actually forcefully slams the door behind her. I’m dead.
SHe throws me onto her desk. She opens her fridge and pulls out a bottle of water. She picks up her backpack and sits down in front of me.
“So… I hope for your sake that chicken was good, and I hope you enjoyed that water. You aren't going to like what you’ll be eating for quite a while.”
“Amanda I’m… I didn’t” She raises her hand and crushes me under it. Pain flies through my body. I am going to regret this so much.
“Save it. You what? You didn't mean to run away? Was it some sort of fucking accident? Boy you’re a moron. I was so fucking nice to you today! I fed you twice, I let you take a break,I let kept you safe. I saved you. If it wasn’t for me you would still be outside or dead. You forget that or something?”
I wish I could die… right now more than any other time. I start to cry. Both from how ashamed I am that i betrayed Amanda, I mean she has a point, and because what’s coming to me is pretty much deserved.
“Tears aren't going to help you any you fuck. Come on. I have rounds to do. And you have a job to do. Lets go.” Her fingers roughly shove me into her pocket and she begins to walk.
/Told you. Now look what you’ve done./
Right now? Really?
/Nah, just a quick stop. Laugh at your failure./
Don't you mean our failure?
/No. When I talk about your decisions, they’re yours. I told you what you should do. You didn’t listen./
Shut up.
/Yeah I’ll get going for now. You’re going to need strength for the next couple days. She’s pissed at you alright./
Amanda’s fingers come back out and place me on the table. I look around for a second. The desk I am on is surrounded by taller sections that cover it from the outside. There is a door to the side, near the elevator. I don't get a chance to look at much, because Amanda sits down and takes out a pen. She pops the cap off and places it on my chest. The point isn't very sharp, but still painful.
“So you want to know your job tonight? well, My feet hurt from a long day. You are going to rub them you little excuse of a toy.”
“Amanda I’m sorry. Please, I messed up.”
“You’re damn right you did. Don’t worry, I’m not that mad at you.”
“What?”
“Yeah. I mean i'm mad at you, how dare you try and escape from me. You lied to me, and you have to pay for that you dumbass. You’re going to need to do a whole lot more than just say sorry and hope that’s enough. No Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. That’s how you can make it up to me. Yeah you will. Or else.”
“Or else what?” I ask with much fear.
“You sure you want to know?”
“I-I think so.”
“If I think you are still being a disrespectful little shit Friday night, then I’ll be giving you away to someone else. Or if you try something stupid like running away again, I’ll throw your little ass outside for the birds. So you better please me my little toy.” I feel the cold creep of fear crawl it’s way up my spine. Oh god why did I run away?
“Now. I have some work to do.” Amanda continued. “And you do to.” Amanda takes the pen off my chest and allows me to breath. Up come Amanda’s monstrously sized feet. She reaches down and pulls off her socks. Smacking both as if to ‘Get to it.’ I go up to them, not wanting to make Amanda any more angry.
Amanda’s feet are on their sides. I start to press my hands into Amanda’s flesh. Her feet are soft, and feel like dough at my size.
“A little harder there my little toy.” And I push harder. “Better. Keep it up for the next two and a half hours.”
I press as hard as I can. I push and push. I think for a moment to myself. Is Amanda kidding with me. I imagine for a moment how things would be if I decided not to run away. But I can’t dwell on that.
For two hours, I push hard on Amanda’s feet. She doesn't say much else to me other than ‘switch feet’ or ‘higher’. Near the end of the night, in the middle of working on Amanda’s left foot near her toes, I am plucked up and brought back face to face with her. She is smiling, and I don't feel safe.
“Good job. Keep it up and I won't throw you out. Now last thing for the night. Do you floss?”
“N-no.” I’m too big to be used for her actual dental floss. What does she mean.
“Oh that’s a shame. Your friends down there need a bit of a floss. Can you help them?”
“How do I?” And before I can do much else, I am thrust back down to Amanda’s toes. WIth one hand she spins me, so my face is looking at her feet. She has her index finger pressing on my back, and my thumb around my shins. And I start to move closer to between Amanda’s toes.
I see now. Toe floss.
Amanda takes my feeble body and starts to rub my body between the gaps in her toes. Each. And every. Single. One. I accidentally open my mouth and the taste is despicable.
When she is done she deposits me back in her pocket and she goes back up to her room. As she walks back, I sit in her filth. I don't think this is going to be the last time I am between Amanda’s toes in the coming days. I also imagine that today was the last time I am going to be trusted alone for a long time. How stupid could I have been? Damnit.
Once we get back into her room, SHe pulls me out and dumps me back on her bed.. I get back up, but as I look up I see Her heel rocketing towards me. THUMP! She starts to twist it on me, and It doesn't hurt, Her bed cushions me and takes in most of the force Amanda is putting down on me. But that doesn't really make this the most pleasant.
Just as soon as it started it stops. Amanda gets back up and walks to her closet. she comes back, and I couldn’t see what she had, but whatever it was drops to the ground with a clack.
“Alright slave.” That's a new one. “Time for bed. You were naughty today, so you need to prove your loyalty to me again. Every night until I take you off this probation, you're going to kiss my toes, all ten, and tell them something you love about them, or how sorry you are for daring trying to leave them. You can only say I’m sorry to three of them, so you better say nice things to them. Get to it.”
Her feet come down flat, and I go to her pinky toe. I’m thinking of something to say to her toes, which as I am walking to meet them are just flexing. casting a quick glance up, I see amanda is getting a kick out of this, smiling with her arms tucked atop her knees, her chin resting on her forearms. I get up to her pinky toe. For the smallest toe, to me, it’s still big, the size of a medium sized dog. I lean down and kiss it.
“I’m sorry Amanda for running away. I… I love you.”
I go up and down the row on her left foot. As I am about to start on her right foot, with her big toe, her other comes in and slides me to her pinky toe.
“My big toe last. Keep going.” So I do, kissing every one of her toes, and saying something ridiculous. Like how I like when they flare out, or how I like how they feel or something crazy like that. As I get to her big toe, just before I kiss it, Amanda slides it up an inch and it pins my lower half to the ground. Amanda presses down on my groin and starts to grind her toe, angling all the pressure into this one area.
“I know you might not like being my toy Adam. But like I told you last night, You’ll learn. First lesson, I own you. I own you and you need to accept that. You might not like this now, but in a few days, If I keep you that is, you’ll love it. I love you Adam. As my toy, you are the best thing ever. Under my foot today, I was so happy. And I think you like my feet too.” At that I notice my manhood starting to rise. NO! Why?! Amanda continues on. “It’s ok Adam. Like I told you. You’re going to enjoy your new life. If you manage to keep me happy until Friday, if I think you’ve done enough to warrant as your apology to me and I decide to keep you. You’ll be rewarded. But as for now, you're nothing more than my little toy, my little slave.” She is still grinding me with her toe, and It’s harder and harder to not let go.
“Don't worry Adam. Tomorrow is a new day, with new opportunities for you to please me. But It’s time for bed. Tonight, you'll be sleeping alone. Well, almost. Let me show you.” And she lets go. I am on the verge of busting a nut, but there’s no rest for me. Amanda picks me up and dangles me. I can't see where she is dangling me over, but she lets go and I fall.
When I stop, I feel like I am on a shag carpet. Looking around, I see it get darker and darker further down. Behind me, Amanda is casting a shadow. If I didn’t know better, Id say… I'm in her mockasin. But what did she mean I wouldn't be sleeping alone?
“Amanda? What did you mean by sleeping alone?” She doesn't say anything. She just smiles. In her hand, There is a large black item. Oh dear.
“Night Adam. See you in the morning.” I run back towards the toes. If Amanda want’s me to sleep with her sock, I imagine she want’s to bury me deep. I run and run, as I reach the back wall of the mockasin Amanda’s sock comes right up to me, It stops, but I have no more than maybe six inches at my size. I can’t do much else for the night. So I curl up to get warm for the night with Amanda’s sock.
Tomorrow is bound to be interesting. And Suck.