“Uuuugh. My head. It feels like I just got hit by a bus.” Nicole groaned, rubbing her eyes in the palms of her hands.
“And that’s why you look both ways.” An unfamiliar voice spoke, startling the girl.
Nicole pulled her face from her hands, her eyes struggling to adjust to her surroundings. A deep darkness.
“Who was that, where are you? Where am I?” Nicole asked, groggily.
The unseen voice sighed, “You mortals really do not have great memories.”
Suddenly, the darkness was gone, replaced with fire and screaming forms.
Nicole, obviously taken aback, jumped to her feet. “WHAT THE FUCK!?”
“Chill out. I’ll tone it down.” The bodiless voice replied to Nicole’s terror, the flames dimmed, and the screams quieted. “I guess I should introduce myself.”
Before she could blink, Nicole was presented with the form of a blonde woman. Tall, fit, overall attractive. She wore a flowing red dress and was barefoot. Nicole couldn’t help but be attracted to the woman’s red eyes, enchanting in their own way.
“Welcome, my name’s Lucifer, but you can call me Lucy.” The woman presented her hand in a friendly manner to Nicole.
“Lu..ci…ferrrr?” Nicole felt dizzy, everything was happening so fast.
“Whoa. Relax. No passing out in hell, it would kind-of ruin the point.” Lucy looked at Nicole, pointing a smooth finger at the girl.
A leather sofa materialized below Nicole, lifting her into the air and providing a soft surface for her to rest upon.
“Right. Comfy?” Lucy asked.
Nicole nodded meekly.
“Wonderful! Anyways, I’m a busy immortal, as you will be once we’re finished, so let’s not waste time.” Lucy took a seat beside Nicole. “
Nicole enjoyed the warmth of Lucy as she sat beside her. It was oddly calming, somewhat empowering…
“Let me answer your questions real quick. You’re dead, for now. You’re in hell. No, you won’t get into Heaven.”
Nicole interrupted Lucy, “No. I can’t be in hell. No way. No. Last thing I remember was waiting to cross the street, then walking, then…oh…But I was a good person, why didn’t I go to…the other place?”
Lucky smirked as the realization of the situation hit Nicole. “Cheer up! Your life is about to get amazing!” Lucy nudged her guest with an elbow, a large smile on her face. “The other place sucks anyhow. It’s, like, the executive suite of the afterlife. Sure, everything’s free, but you’re also surrounded by assholes. Now, Hell. Hell is fun.”
Nicole remained silent. She was filled with a mix of disbelief, sadness, and anger. So much anger.
“Ooooh. I can feel that anger. Feeling betrayed? Lied to?” Lucy’s smile was cartoonishly large. “Do I have a deal for you!”
Nicole stared at Lucy in rage, she could feel blood in her mouth as she bit her own lip.
“As you may know, me and that jerk upstairs have been poking at each other for eons. He invents the universe and suddenly thinks he his own gift to himself. Men, right?”
Nicole nodded, her lip nearly the consistency of hamburger from her own chewing…
“Well, good ole Lucy here had some issues with how he was running things and thought she could make some suggestions. NOPE. That fucking guy flew off the handle. Told me, ‘if you don’t like it you can make your own universe’. So I did. Got my shit. Got out and established the lovely place you see here. Unfortunately, I couldn’t really afford my own place quite yet, so I made a deal. Let me have my realm in his universe and I’ll take the souls he doesn’t get along with. Which, as you could imagine, is 99.99% of all life on the mortal plane.”
Nicole relaxed, her focus now on the story unfolding before her.
“As things went, people love assholes. You humans started religion and took his word as scripture. Nobody bothered to ask my side of the story, but, suddenly, I’m the bad guy! If it weren’t for me, there would be no afterlife. He would just flush your souls into the Nether.”
Nicole watched as Lucy clenched her fists, small flames forming in her eyes. She turned toward Nicole, her visage softening, “You are probably asking yourself, ‘where do I fit in?’.”
Nicole nodded, still silent.
“Thought so. I’m always on the lookout for some of you humans who I can relate with, somebody who I can see kicking it back with for eternity. Somebody who does everything right and that they should do, but always gets shat on. Every few thousand years I pick a few lucky souls to join us cool kids as demons, only for one small price.”
Nicole’s face obviously showed interest as Lucy continued, smiling.
“I return you to Earth, granted with all the powers Hell has to offer, and, in-turn, you help me keep collect on some debts. Long story short, ‘sold their soul to the devil’ is more than an expression.’ When it’s time to pay up, many think they can cheat me. Unfortunately, I may be omniscient, but I’m not omnipresent. Here-in comes the demons. You lucky recruits get be my boots on the ground. My, ‘debt-collectors’, so to speak.”
Nicole could feel herself filling with a warmth, something powerful.
“…I have had a few turn me down. They called themselves ‘good people’. They still, somehow, thought they would get into the eternal VIP club up there. Regardless, those that did take me up on this offer did not regret it. Hell, excuse the pun, some wind up even getting recruited by Mr. Big for his own uses. Let’s not waste any more time.”
Nicole watched as Lucy waved her left hand. A crimson fountain pen appearing in it. She then waved her right hand, pulling a piece of parchment from thin air.
“If this sounds good to you, all you must do is sign the dotted line…” Lucy presented the pen and paper to Nicole, a soft smile on her lips.
“I…I don’t know. This is a lot to take in.” Nicole stared at the pen and paper sheepishly.
“COMEON! You’d be perfect. Your beautiful red hair, enchanting green eyes. Imagine how many easy you’d do with pervs?” Lucy nudged her recruit. “Besides. Your body isn’t getting any warmer up there…”
Nicole sighed, “This better be as fun as you make it sound.”
Lucky squealed gleefully and clapped her hands and Nicole signed the parchment.
As soon as she finished signing, the pen & paper dissolved, leaving nothing but smoke.
Lucy rose from her seat next to Nicole and stared down into her newest employee’s face. She extended her right hand.
“Welcome aboard!”
Nicole took Lucy’s hand with her own and shook it, smiling.
“Hope I made the right decision.” She mumbled.
“You did, kid. You did.” With this, Lucy snapped her fingers, sending Nicole back to Earth.
Nicole’s eyes opened, the blue sky above and warm asphalt below letting her know she was ‘alive’.
“Oh my God! I’m so sorry! Are you okay!?”
Nicole focused on a screaming, crying bus driver standing above her, phone in hand.
“Don’t move. I’m calling an ambulance!”
Nicole, however, felt better than ever. In fact, felt like, if needed, she could lift the bus which hit her above her head.
“It’s okay. No need.” Nicole stood up, brushing her jeans and tank-top off.
“A-are you sure?” The bus driver asked.
“Positive.” Nicole took the phone from the driver’s hand, pressing ‘end’. She turned to face the crowd which had gathered. “Nothing to see here, people! Go back to your lives, because I’m sure as Hell going back to mine!”
The speechless crowd could only watch as Nicole turned on heel, walking away from the accident with a kick in her step.
“Wow.” Nicole spoke to herself. “Was that a dream? What just happened?” Her heart felt like it was beating 1,000 beats-per-minute. Her thoughts, however, were interrupted as her phone rang, ‘Highway to Hell’ by AC/DC blaring throw the tinny speaker. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, Nicole’s heat skipped a beat as “LUCY” appeared on the screen. She answered.
“H-Hello?”
“Hey, kid. Feeling alright? No bruises or anything?” Lucy’s familiar voice came from the other-end of the line.
“Uh. Yeah. I thought you were just a dream…” Nicole replied
“Realer than an honest CEO, babe.” Lucy answered back. “Okay. Your first assignment should be coming in shortly. You’ll be able to use the Soul Positioning System to track them down. From there, it’s all you.” Lucy then hung up, leaving no time for questions.
“What?” Nicole asked aloud, standing in the middle of the sidewalk as strangers pushed past her. Her phone answered her with a small ding. Looking at the screen, Nicole read the name “Samantha Anne Tellword” a red line on a map marked the path to Samantha. Nicole puffed her cheeks. “Here goes nothing…”
20 minutes later, Nicole arrived at one of the city’s tallest buildings. Its shadow cast from 50 stories above chilled the street below.
Filled with a sudden confidence, Nicole walked through one of the three revolving doors before her. She walked up to the front desk.
“Can I help you?” A chubby security guard asked, his face hidden behind a small TV.
“Yes. I’m here to see Samantha Anne Tellword…” Nicole answered, unsure of how this worked.
“You’re here to see Ms. Tellword?” The guard asked increduosly.
“Yes.” Nicole shot back, trying to sound confident.
“Name?” The guard requested.
“Nicole Valquez” Nicole replied, watching nervously as the guard looked down.
“Ah. Here you are. 10 minutes early, even. You must know Ms. Stallword hates to be kept waiting, so I’ll send you up to her office immediately.” The guard pressed a button. One of the elevators behind him opening with a ‘50’ above it. “Good luck.”
Nicole thanked the guard and stepped into the elevator. “That was easy…” She thought to herself as the doors closed behind her. 30 seconds later, she arrived at the 50th floor. The doors opening smoothly, tall glass windows presented a view of miles across the city.
“Wow.” Nicole couldn’t help but be in awe.
“Name?” Another desk, lay in Nicole’s way. This time staffed by a thin black woman. “Nicole Valquez.” Nicole answered with even more confidence than before, knowing that her name would be on the list.
“Welcome, Ms. Valquez. Ms. Tellword has been waiting for 15 minutes, you better have a good excuse for her.” With a button push, to large doors to Nicole’s left swung open. “Have fun.” The black girl smirked.
Walking into Samantha’s office, Nicole took in the sight with awe. Having seen Hell earlier in the day, she shouldn’t have been in wonder, but she was. Whoever this woman was, she seemed to have the world at her feet.
“You’re late.” A tall blond seated behind an Oaken desk stared at Nicole angrily. She looked to be in her mid-30s.
“The guard downstairs told me I was early.” Nicole shot back, her knees shaking slightly.
“The guard’s an idiot. Now make it quick. I’m not sure how you got an appointment, but I don’t really care. You have 2 minutes to say what you need to say.” Samantha spat, her hands folding her chin, watching Nicole expectantly.
“Um..Uhhh….Well, you seem to have an unpaid debt…” Nicole stumbled on her words, her fingers curled tightly around her phone.
Samantha rose from her desk. “Excuse me!? Do you know who I am?” she walked around from behind the oaken surface and stepped toward the intruder in her office
Nicole couldn’t help but be in awe. The woman was easily 6ft 5in in heels, leggy, fit…Her hearbeat increased as Samantha stepped ever closer until she towered over Nicole’s own 5ft 6in frame.
Hands on her hips, Samantha stared down into Nicole’s eyes. “Now, before I kick you out on the curb, tell me who I allegedly am in debt to…” Her large foot tapped the marble floor below.
Nicole gulped, nervous at first, but felt anger begin to rise inside. The gall of this woman, to be so rude, when she knew full-in-well she had made a deal. Nicole wished she could cut this bitch down to size. Her teeth chewed her bottom lip.
However, it was as if the Universe had read her mind. Samantha’s statuesque form began to descend to Nicole’s line of sight.
Watching as Samantah’s smirk turned into a look of confusion, then fear. Nicole couldn’t help but emulate her former pose, placing her own hands on her hips. She watched as Samantha’s clothes slid off her toward the floor, leaving the woman naked at no more than 2ft tall.
Nicole laughed, “Well. This is a job I could get used to.” She smiled with pleasure as Samantha’s arms scrambled to cover her breasts and pussy.
“To answer your questions, Sam. Can I call you Sam? Of course I can. I’m here to collect for Lucy.” Nicole spoke down to the woman in her shadow.
“L-Lucy!? No. Not now! I was just getting started!” Sam tried to run, her high-pitched voice screaming in terror.
Nicole watched, nearly doubled-over in laughter. The shrunken woman’s nude body scurrying like a rodent. She wasn’t sure exactly how to collect, but, as Sam’s secretary had suggested, she was going to ‘have fun’.
“What’s wrong Sam? Think you’re still big and powerful, now? Nicole followed slowly, enjoying how her strides encompassed more ground than Sam’s sprinting. “Don’t make this any tougher than it needs to be. You knew this day was coming. Remember, ‘the Devil always gets her due.’ Nicole watched as Sam hid under the desk.
“Seriously? You’re going to make me go after you like a child?” Nicole sighed.
Walking around to where Sam formerly sat, Nicole pulled back the chair, looking down at the cowering, sobbing woman.
“Out.” Nicole pointed to her right.
Samantha cowered even closer to the desk.
“Don’t make this worse than it needs to be.” Nicole warned.
Samantha screamed, “I can’t gooooo!”
Nicole’s thoughts worked up once more. She watched with pleasure as Sam’s size was reduced even further.
“There, this should be better.”
The woman couldn’t have been larger than 6inches by the time Nicole was finished. Crawling on her hands and knees, Nicole reached under the desk, grabbing Sam in her left hand. Rising back up to her full height, Nicole stared at the woman squirming in her grasp. The setting sun coming through the window behind, casting a fiery glow upon Sam’s face almost as if she were already in Hell.
Nicole suddenly felt her legs turn back to Jelly. The excitement from the last 10 minutes waning. She collapsed into Samantha’s chair.
“How do I get you to Lucy? Won’t people know you’re missing? Won’t they think I was involved and try to track me down?” the words poured from Nicole’s mouth.
“Yes! All of those! Just turn me back to normal and forget this all happened.” Sam screamed.
“Quiet.” Nicole ordered, suddenly Sam’s mouth was covered in skin, leaving only her eyes and nostrils. This caused Samantha to scream in futility through her nose and earned a look of disgust from Nicole. “I guess that works, but ew.”
“This must’ve been great. The big boss of a company like this. The world, almost literally, at your feet.” Nicole leaned back, kicking her flip-flop adorned peds upon Sam’s desk. Wiggling her purple-painted toe-nails in the setting sun’s light.
Closing her eyes, Nicole acted as if she were on auto-pilot. Her legs stretched out onto Sam’s desk, she slowly unbuttoned and slid-out of her pants, her panties soon following, leaving her bare ass in Sam’s former seat. Her pussy slick with anticipation.
Eye’s still closed, she guided Sam’s body down toward her awaiting crotch with one hand as her other hand worked her clit.
The day’s stress washing over her, she just wanted some release. Sam’s tiny legs kicked inside her as the woman went from executive to living didlo in the span of minutes.
Manipulating Sam inside her, Nicole bit her upper lip, “Keep fighting, Sam. I love a good struggle.”
The tiny woman’s screams trapped inside gave small vibrations, only serving to encourage Nicole to go further.
“That’s it.” Nicole softly patted Sam’s gold strands with a finger, as if to encourage her. “Gooood girl.” She cooed, her body beginning to quiver.
After a few more minutes of this, Nicole lied motionless, having covered Sam’s chair in her fluids. Sam’s soft kicks continued to please Nicole until she opened her eyes.
Sam’s office was replaced with the scene from earlier. Like the inside of a bonfire, flames leapt higher than the eye could see and the quiet screams of the damned filled the air. Nicole was seated upon the leather sofa from earlier, as well. Her pants and panties nowhere to be scene.
“Decided to give yourself a little bonus, I see.” Lucy stood above Nicole’s have naked form.
Nicole’s face, still flushed from moments earlier, hid her embarrassment.
Extending her hand, Lucy coughed, “Ahem. I believe you have something of mine.”
Sheepishly, Nicole pulled Sam from her pussy by the tiny woman’s head. Her eyes wide with terror as tears streaked down her mouthless face. She tossed Sam into Lucy’s awaiting palm like a used tissue.
“Still warm.” Lucy smirked before popping Sam feet first into her mouth.
Nicole watched with awe as Lucy sucked and licked Sam clean, giving Nicole a wink.
Holding Sam before her face, Lucy smiled. “I like the mouth, or lack there-of. She never knew when to be quiet.” Lucy continued, scolding the tiny woman, “See what happens when you think you’re bigger than the Devil. You little cunt.”
Nicole watched as Lucy hiked up her dress and shoved Sam into her own vagina. “I’ll save her for later.” She smiled at Nicole.
“As for you…” She crossed her arms, staring at Nicole, tapping her foot.
“S-Sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I j-just got so excited and she was so powerless and I was so…sooooo strong…” Nicole shivered remembering the helplessness she sense from Sam.
“HA!” Lucy guffawed. “No worries, kid. Remember. I’m the fucking Devil. As far as I’m concerned. As long as you get me what’s owed to me, I could care less how.”
“What about her? She’s missing? They’ll suspect me.” Nicole forgetting her nakedness jumped from the couch, the realization of what she had done setting in.
Lucy smiled and shook her head. She pulled a phone from thin-air and tossed it to Nicole.
Nicole looked down at the screen, CNN was playing, “Tellword dead by suicide at 36”
“Just get me what’s mine and I’ll take care of the rest.” Lucy assuaged her employee. “If you’ll excuse me, somebody is being quite the pain in the pussy. Oh. And more thing. I think you’ll like you’re new accomodations.” Lucy pointed to Nicole and winked.
Nicole awoke, covered in sweat, the city’s night sky lighting her window, but something seemed different.
Rising from her bed, Nicole noticed her apartment seemed way bigger and her one, tiny window before had been replaced with a wall of floor-to-ceiling glass. The lights of the city shown bright at 36 stories high.
Nicole’s phone dinged with a text.
“Perks of the job. -Luce”
Nicole smiled and fell backwards onto her bed. She couldn’t wait for work in the morning…
“SIX! SIX SIX! THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST!...”
Nicole awoke groggily. The mid-morning Sun already pouring its warmth into her newly acquired apartment. Reaching for her phone, she turned off the alarm. She had to admit, for being the embodiment of all that’s evil in the universe, Lucy did have a nice sense of humour. Glancing at her phone’s screen, there was already a text waiting.
“Speaking of the Devil.” Nicole joked aloud to herself as she read the text.
“DemoNIC (get it!?) I’m going to need the following souls in my possession by midnight Eastern Daylight Time. -<3 Luce”
Scrolling down, Nicole noted the three names listed. The first immediately pulled her from her morning haze.
Nick Ulrich. She may not have known who Samantha was, but Nicole recognized this name. How could she not? Nick was the quarterback of the 6-time championship winning Charlotte Lobos.
Nicole took a deep breath, Lucy gave no grace period, it seemed. Swinging herself from bed, Nicole slid into a pair of pink high-rise shorts and a white halter-top. Her “lucky” blue flats adorned her feet.
Stopping to clean herself up in her bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror. Had her hair gotten redder? Her eyes also seemed to be losing the aqua green that got her so many dates in college. She shrugged it off. She began her pep-talk to herserlf:
“Nicole. You got this. Remember how easy Samantha was. This guy should be a pushover, just a big dumb jock. Probably sold his soul for those championships. Can’t even win on his own.”
One more deep breath and a splash of water on her face and Lucy was ready to go. Swiping through Lucy’s text, she clicked on Nick’s name. The map generated instantly. Lucy’s heart skipped a beat.
“Of course he’s at the fucking stadium. Stadium practice is always on Thursdays. Shit!” Nicole stamped her foot. “How the fuck am I going to do this with all the staff and fans around?”
Nicole thought for nearly 10 minutes before giving up.
“Fuck it. I’ll wing-it.” With this, Nicole ordered her ride-share…
Staring out the window of the backseat of her ride-share, Nicole’s mind churned as to how she was going to get Lucy Nick’s soul until she was interrupted by a voice from upfront.
“You got a boy on the team?” The driver, a middle-aged Latina asked back to Nicole.
“Hm?” Nicole didn’t catch the question at first.
“I said, you got a boy on the team?” The driver spoke clearer.
Nicole smirked, “I guess you could say that…or he will be my ‘boy’ by the time we’re done.”
“Girl!” the driver turned around, giving Nicole a broad smile, and extended her hand. “That’s what I’m talking about. Give me some of that.”
Nicole laughed, returning the driver’s high five.
“I won’t ask any more questions. I know how paranoid them athletes and their girls get. But, I just gotta ask one favour.” The driver continued.
Nicole’s ears perked up, “Uhhh. Sure?”
“Think you can grab a jersey for my man and a jockstrap for me?” The driver asked. Nicole could see the smile on the driver’s face from the rearview mirror and laughed.
“Sure! But it’ll cost you your soul!” Nicole laughed, but was quite serious. She wondered if Lucy would approve of her making ‘sales’ on her behalf.
The driver returned Nicole’s laugh with her own. “Worth it!” she turned around, embracing Nicole’s hand with her own. The two women were all smiles as they shook on a deal that the driver didn’t realize would seal her for eternity.
“Brrrr. Just got a chill.” The driver released Nicole’s hand to rub herself warm.
Nicole heard a ding from her phone and her throat went instantly dry. Shakily, she pulled her phone out and turned on the screen. 1 unread text.
“Making side-deals already? You’re not gunning for my position, are you? ;o -Luce”
Nicole was relieved. Lucy seemed to approve, and it was easy enough. She wondered what the record for most souls bought in a day was.
“We’re here, hun.” The driver turned toward Nicole with her familiar smile.
Opening the back door, Nicole gave the driver a farewell and stepped out into the humid Carolina air. She stared up at the stadium, impressed with its size. The six championship banners hanging off the building’s façade.
“Now what?” She asked herself.
As if on cue, a member of Lobos security approached her. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we can’t have you loitering around the stadium during practice. Unless you’re staff, family, or press, I’ll have to ask you to leave.”
Nicole felt screwed. She doubted she could fake being staff, and family certainly wasn’t an option. Another ding on her phone.
“PRESS here.” Another Pun from Lucy.
Opening the text, Nicole was presented with a QR code.
“I’m from the City University’s Press Class. Unfortunately, my press pass didn’t get to me in-time, but I’m here with a day pass.” Nicole smiled and presented her phone to the guard.
With a quick scan from his own device, he smiled to Nicole. “Welcome, Ms. Jonez Post practice interviews are coming-up soon, so you’ll want to hurry through this door and down corridor C until you get to Room 069.”
Nicole thanked the guard and went on her way. She may never get into heaven, but somehow, she got one of the best jobs in the universe.
Walking through the corridors, Nicole briefly admired the abundance of championship regalia. At first, she felt giddy that she was going to meet the man who had led the team to these victories. Once she remembered how he had done it, however, she became focused, remembered that she was there for business. Arriving at room 055, Nicole took a seat toward the back of room as the regular press waited for players to get on the stage for interviews.
Nicole twiddled her thumbs and played with her phone as miscellaneous players and the usual questions came and went. Her attention returned to the stage, however, when Nick’s name was announced.
Nicole had to admit Nick was a handsome man. A year older than her own 28, he was nearing the end of his playing days, but still in the prime of his life. Easily 6ft 7in, he looked more like a basketball than football player. His thick brown hair still moist from his post practice shower, Nicole lusted at his body’s figure hiding under a white team-t-shirt.
Of course, the basic questions were tossed out, and since it was only practice, the interview time was short and uneventful. Nicole, however, decided to have a little fun. She threw her hand into the air.
“You in the back.” Nick acknowledged Nicole.
“Hi. Tamara Jonez, City University. Your 6 straight championships have been an impressive, never-before-seen feat. Would you say that you have bought enough luck to go for a 7th?”
Nicole smirked as she could see Nick squirm a little.
“Uhhh. I’m not sure if you’re trying to say something else with your question, ma’am, but I would say this team has worked its tail off this offseason and is ready to go for, and win, a 7th straight championship.” This answered earned claps from the local beat reports. “Now, if nobody else has any questions, I’m gonna head home. It’s been a long day.” Nick stood up and left the room.
Nicole felt amazing. The power of knowing somebody’s deepest secret and making them squirm was just too good.
The press corps were dismissed shortly after Nick’s departure and Nicole soon found herself, once again, wandering the halls of the stadium. As she explored each crevice of the stadium, Nicole couldn’t help but be impressed with the championship accolades strewn throughout. Her ears soon picked-up a familiar voice.
“Fucking dumb bitch. No clue what she was trying to imply!”
Nicole could tell it was Nick’s voice, sounding frightened. Looking up, she realized she was near the team parking garage. Nick must’ve been heading to his car. She picked up his pace to catch him.
“MR. ULRICH!” Nicole yelled a few dozen yards behind Nick.
Nick stopped and turned, his eyes narrowed as he caught sight of his caller.
“What the Hell do you want.” Nick replied, turning to continue his walk to his car.
“Hell is exactly what I want.” Nicole replied, pleased with her own whit.
Nick froze in his steps. His broad shoulders slumped, and head hung. “Lucy promised me a lifetime.” He seethed.
“I would say you’ve won a lifetime’s worth of trophy’s.” Nicole stepped. She felt like a cat approaching a trapped mouse.
Nick turned around, “How about you tell Lucy to go fuck herself. She didn’t’ have shit to do with any of those. It was all ME and God.” He smirked.
Nicole sighed, “Seriously? You’re going to bring him into this? Is this, like, your way of saying you know the owner?” Nicole crept ever closer.
“As many times as I thanked him. I’m sure he’s watching out for me.” Nick stood his ground as Nicole approached.
Standing nearly chest-to-chest with Nick, Nicole craned her neck to look into his deep-blue eyes. “Oh how deluded you are. I’ll tell you what I told my last client. You can pay what you owe or I can have some fun.”
“Fuck you.” Nick spat a phlem-full wad of spit directly into Nicole’s face.
Closing her eyes, Nicole smiled. “Ooookay then.”
Opening her eyes, Nicole smiled. Her punishment of choice quickly taking effect. Nick’s cocky smirk disappeared as he shrunk down.
Soon, the 3-inch tall man was struggling to stare up into Nicole’s eyes.
“Looks like it’s turnover on downs. I now have possession.” Nicole was pleased in her football analogy. Growing up with 2 brothers paid off.
Hawking her own loogie up, Nicole swished his warm sticking in her mouth. Opening her mouth, she let the globule trickle down her bottom lip and hang in mid-air before snapping.
The sight of Nick’s nude, tiny form trying to run on the bare concrete was amusing, but futile. Her spit found its mark and pinned her prey to the ground.
“BULLSEYE!” she squealed.
Nick opened his mouth to breathe but sucked in more of Nicole’s saliva than air.
Watching with glee as the former quarterback floundered below, Nicole removed her flats. The cool concrete feeling pleasant against her bare soles. Wiggling her toes in delight, she compared their size to Nick’s, both surprisingly similar.
“Hey. Let’s see how much you don’t need Lucy, now. Try scrambling from this sack.”
Nicole didn’t even give Nick a chance to process her words as she lifted her left foot above the speck of a man and dropped it upon him. Her own spit warming the crevice between her big and second toe. She laughed as Nick’s body stuck between her digits.
“Dang. You got totally sandwiched by the defenders. That’s okay. 2 more downs until you have to punt.” She teased as she lifted her foot back up and wriggled Nick free from her toes back on to the concrete below.
Free from the puddle of phlegm, Nick rose to his feet in time for Nicole’s foot’s shadow to cast upon him. As quickly as he turned to run, he was flattened into the ground.
Nicole giggled as she felt Nick’s body tickle her instep.
“You really got smothered there, huh?” She twisted her foot for emphasis, rolling Nick’s body slightly under her instep. “It’s like you’re the sole player on offense.” Nicole added, lifting her appendage of her prisoner.
Nick’s battered body attempted one escape, but no use.
Nicole squeezed Nick’s body comfortably between her toes “Ohhh. That’s nice. All the way from Champ to Chump.” She squeezed her toes tightly around the tiny body and slid her feet back into her flats. Nick’s body became flattened under her toes. “Get to know your teammate’s, rookie. Hope they don’t haze you too badly.” Nicole burst into laughter, adrenaline fueling her puns.
Enjoying the easy catch, Nicole’s phone once more erupted with HIGHWAY TO HELL.
Removing her phone from her pocket, Nicole read the words, “Got one for me? :D” Before she could reply, Nicole was transported to her boss’ ‘office’.
“You’re killing it, kid!” Lucy sat behind her desk multiple TVs playing around her. Nicole noticed they were highlights of Nick. “This fucking guy. Slick Nick they called him.” Lucy guffawed. “And you sacked him.”
Nicole blushed, “I mean. I couldn’t have done it without you…” she referred to the powers bestowed upon her.
“If only he was so gracious.” Lucy snapped her fingers, sending the TVs into smoke. “Where is he?”
Nicole smiled a toothy smile and removed her flats.
Standing up from her desk for a better view, Lucy smiled at the sight of Nick’s face shoved into the webbing of Nicole’s toes.
Lucy smiled, “Oof. Looks like little Nick here finally knows the smell of the feet.”
Nicole groaned in response.
“I thought it was funny.” Lucy replied stepping from behind her desk to tower over the miniscule man along with Nicole.
“He’s all yours, now.” Nicole spoke.
“Nah. I have a better idea. Something fit for a champ like Nick.” Lucy replied
Nicole watched, both in horror and awe as Nick’s body transformed below. His body began to curl around Nicole’s big toe, his screams of agony falling on death ears. His skin soon turning into gold with 6 embedded rubies within. In mere second, the man went from a former star athlete to a piece of foot jewelry.
Lucy stood back to admire her work. Nicole’s purple painted nails contrasting the ring beautifully. “Perfect.”
“We can do that!?” Nicole asked as she wriggled her digits admiring the new piece of jewelry adorning her toe.
“I can. Consider it a signing bonus. Fully sentient and shiny. Just don’t lose him. You would not believe how many pawn shops are filled with the soles of former millionaires.” Lucy replied, as she texted on her phone.
“Trust me. I’m never taking him off.” Nicole answered. She thought she could hear Nick’s screams, but ignored them.
“Great!” Lucy smiled. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, one of your coworkers just turned a Saudi Prince into a Gold-plated Dildo which I’m eager to try.” Lucky winked, sending Nicole back to the mortal plane.
Nicole found herself on a tropical beach, warm sand between her toes, pina colada in hand, and her new toe ring blindingly bright…