Confused and overwhelmed, nine students stood scattered, within a completely alien, yet oddly familiar environment. With blinding, almost heavenly, heavenly lights beaming down on them, they tried to make sense of their new surroundings, and while not all of them could see the area around them, a majority of them laid witness to colossal structures beyond their comprehension. Below them was a massive array of square plates, with each square spanning hundreds of feet across. Surrounding the students were towering spires of metal, each with what seemed like a bank vault-sized combination lock, fitted to sides of them. And in the middle of this massive area were what looked like wooden highways, suspended by tall metal contraptions. It was mind-boggling to the nine of them. One second they were mundanely going through their lives as college students, and the next, they found themselves transported to what felt like an entirely different world. But as strangely familiar objects fell into their line of vision, they began to understand that this was not a different world, but something all of them knew very well.

Scattered throughout this expansive room, were massive piles of fabric, and even what looked to be building-sized shoes. With this, a new perspective formed in their minds. While all these towering metallic structures and wooden highways seemed unbelievably massive, the fact of the matter is, they were but everyday objects. Benches, lockers, floor tiles, and scattered clothes, they realized that they had been shrunken within their school’s locker room. Reduced to a minuscule size with not a single soul around, panic-filled their souls as they scrambled to understand how they were shrunk and, more importantly, how they could get un-shrunk. But before any more thinking could be done, a vicious earthquake shook all nine students to their very cores. Accompanied by the sonorous, reverberating chit-chat of a group of girls, they realized all too late, that this seemingly empty and massive locker room was about to be filled with the equally colossal and terrifying women's soccer team. The humidity shot up, and the smell of sweat slowly filled the room as the girls poured inside the locker room. For some of them, it was a good sign. Thinking that they could somehow get the girls’ attention, they thought they were saved from this seemingly hopeless situation, however, most of them weren’t exactly in the best positions to be saved…

Standing on top of the so-called “wooden highway,” one of the students stared, awestruck at the giant woman as they stamped around the locker room. Each one of their steps was like a localized earthquake or mini-explosion and when they talked, he could feel his minuscule ears shudder from the intense volume. While it wasn’t exactly the time, he couldn’t help but feel a little excited as he watched the girls change out of their sweaty soccer uniforms. To have such an amazing view of so many hot girls, while every single one of them remained unaware of his presence was truly amazing. But soon, this feeling of arousal would turn into a feeling of pure terror and dread, as a massive shadow fell on the minuscule college boy. Approaching him was the backside of one of the players. The shadow grew darker, and all he could see was the back of her ponytail, the number on her uniform, and her grass/sweat-stained shorts as they grew closer and closer in his vision. Unable to contain the copious amounts of fear and panic that filled his soul, the boy froze staring helplessly as the girl’s butt plummeted towards him, in what almost felt like slow motion. By the time he could muster up the strength to move it was already too late. The shadow grew darker and darker until he was completely encompassed by the soccer player’s plump ass.  

Everything went dark as his body was buried under the massive soccer player’s butt. However something seemed strange, despite feeling the insane amount of pressure fall onto him and every bone in his body creak painfully, the boy was far from dead. Sandwiched between her colossal cheeks and buried underneath the moist fabric of her shorts. While he wasn’t exactly in the best condition, he wasn’t the puddle of gore spread across her ass that he thought he’d be after being sat on, or at least for the meantime. Chit chatting away, the girl was completely unaware of the tiny college student that was currently lodged underneath her butt. And while at first, he was glad that he was still alive, every second underneath her was starting to feel like hell. 

Every time she readjusted her butt, the pressure would change dramatically. One moment, the girl’s butt would squeeze the air out his lungs and the next they’d press down on him to the point where he could feel his bones start to slowly crumble under her immense weight. The softness of ass and the fabric of her shorts may have prevented him from being crushed instantly, but being between her ass cheeks was more of a curse than he could have ever predicted. Every second was pure suffering and pressure aside, there were still a million other things that caused him even greater suffering. Considering how the girl, much like her fellow teammates, probably entered the locker room after a hard day of training under the burning sun, the heat and sweat that emanated from her body were extreme, and under her ass, it was even warmer. At first, thing’s felt like a sauna, but as time went on, it became more like a pressure cooker. The smell wasn’t exactly the greatest either…

Wanting the suffering to end, the shrunken student crawled desperately. Hoping to get out from the soccer player’s butt, he clawed his way out from under the mass expanse of sweat-drenched fabric till he saw a glimmer of light from underneath her cheeks. With broken bones, and an exhausted mind he put everything he had into a final sprint, hoping to finally be free from under her. But, just as he was about to escape, the girl’s butt lifted for a moment. Seeing this as a good sign, he tried to get up and run away, but as the girl murmured a few words, his heart sank.

“Ugh, these shorts are always so itchy…” She said, readjusting her shorts before slamming her butt down on the bench. Unlike the first time, the college boy wasn’t as lucky and instead of ending up between her cheeks, his body was positioned right underneath one of them. And like a meteor descending on him from above, he barely had enough time to react before his bones shattered instantly and his body was rendered into a minuscule puddle of gore underneath the giant soccer player’s ass. 

In an instant, the locker room that once harbored nine diminutive college students, now held only eight, and much to their dismay, many similar and equally painful fates awaited those that remained…

Waking up dazed and confused, many of the students were treated to a much less scenic view of the locker room. Of the nine total students, five found themselves in places completely unfamiliar to them. Whether they found themselves in complete darkness or trapped somewhere strange, some of them could barely even tell that they were shrunk, to begin with as they barely had any reference. However, out of the five, one student had quite a morbid understanding of where he was. 

Breathing heavily at the end of an incredibly humid cave, a college freshman desperately sauntered towards an impressive gleaming light in the distance. Shining from above, he could faintly make out the occasional silhouettes of colossal women and the blinding ceiling lights. From the dimness of the cave, he could see the faint remains of logos and numbers, as well as the massive stains that outlined the toes and heel of a woman’s foot. On the “cave’s” ceiling, he could see a massive label of shoe sizes, and if that wasn’t a big enough hint, the entire atmosphere inside the “cave” was horrible. Reeking of stale sweat, and a sour aroma similar to vinegar, the student gagged at the thought that he was in someone’s shoe. 

While he couldn’t tell that he was in one of the girl’s spare soccer cleats, or even that he was in the shoe of a soccer player thanks to the blinding light shrouding the details of their silhouettes, it was obvious to him that the owner of the shoe was definitely a fan of sports. As he walked endlessly, hoping for a chance to climb the heel of her shoe to escape, he flip-flopped between being lightheaded thanks to all the traces of moist sweat in the shoe and wanting to throw up from how the malodorous fumes. Though, considering he woke up near the toe section of the shoe, it was at least nicer towards the shoe’s opening than it was in the deeper ends of this nearly endless shoe. 

Reaching the sole of the shoe, the student took a break, collapsing on the insole his lungs burned from the scent and exhaustion but he had no other choice but to catch his breath. Sitting down on the sweat-soaked insole, he could feel slimy sweat seep out from the fabric. In the middle of his rest, a shadow blocked the blinding light from above. Standing over the shoe was a girl with long brown hair. Her soccer jersey was soaked with sweat and droplets of her sweat rained down into the shoe.

“Oh wow, are you really not gonna take a shower.” A distant voice asked.

“Yeah, I have to get home early so I’ll just shower there.” She said, bashfully. At that moment, her massive foot collided with the shoe, and five monstrous toes covered in thick white fabric clung tightly to the edge of the shoe’s heel. As her sock foot came close to the shoe, the shrunken student felt the atmosphere change drastically. Whether it was due to his lightheadedness or panic, he’d swear that he could the steam wafting off her foot slowly pour into the shoe. As the smell got worse and worse, all he could do was fearfully run away deeper towards the toe section. But as he tried to get up he realized he could no longer move his arms or legs.

At first, he just thought they were sore, but upon closer inspection, he realized that the stale sweat that seeped out of the cleat had practically glued him to her insole. Screaming in terror, he watched as she slowly shoved her foot into the shoe while he did all he could to escape. Five building-sized toes descended towards the insole and edged deeper and deeper into the shoe like a menacing tsunami. The sound of her sock rubbing up against the insole’s fabric was deafening and in mere seconds, the college boy was face to face with the hulking mass of sweat-soaked fabric only to quickly be enveloped by it shortly after. Her massive sock collided with him, breaking him free from his dried sweat prison only to shove him into an even worse hell. His body was drenched with foot sweat and he was pulled into the toe section of the shoe, where he was assaulted constantly by the absent-minded wiggling of her toes.

Pushing him into the insole, suffocating him, breaking most of his bones with a single tap of her big toe, it was almost hysterical how much torture she could inflict on the young boy without even realizing it. Wailing in agony he hoped to wake up from this nightmare, but he was only met with a mouthful of sweat and dragged farther under her foot as she got up and headed home. The first few steps were pure torture, but as she headed out the door, things got a lot worse when she began to run. Every stride shattered his bones to dust, and on her third step, the unfortunate boy was brutally turned to red paste under her sweaty foot. In his final moments, he was glad to have been dealt with earlier as there was no telling how torturous it would’ve been to be trapped in her malodorous shoe any longer…

Unlike his classmate who had some frame of reference, one student found himself within a barren wasteland of pure white. Almost like a winter dessert, with not a single trace of anything remotely cold and ground that felt more like wool than snow. Despite the deafening chatter of the women's soccer team, he still had no idea where he was or what size he was. To him, this seemed like some strange dream, and the voices were nothing but a product of said dream, and the fact that he even recognized some of the girl’s voices seemed to reinforce that belief. Wandering the fuzzy white plain with no objective in mind, he was unaware of how fast this supposed “dream” could turn into a nightmare. 

The faint smell of sweat wafted towards him and with zero hesitation the blissfully unaware college student began to follow it. As the unpleasant musty scent grew stronger he thought he was finally getting somewhere, but in reality, the smell was actually getting closer to him. Unbearably alone and still fruitlessly following the smell of sweat, the boy was side-lined as the once unmoving white landscape began to drastically shift and warp like cloth. Thrown off balance and clinging onto the wooly ground with all his strength, he was treated to a couple of words that put everything into context.

“Damn, today’s training was pretty intense.” A thundering voice proclaimed, slightly exhausted.

“Yeah, I know right. Practice? In that weather? The hell were they thinking?” Another voice replied, groaning. “Here, catch!” With that, the environment changed once more and the shrunken student felt the floor be pulled out from underneath him. The ground he was standing on top of now felt like a rock-climbing wall and he clung even tighter in an attempt to not fall off. His efforts were fruitless though, as the entire wooly plain was suddenly hurled through the air with him along with it. Somehow still connected to it, he was tossed about until the wooly plain came to a rest. Standing up, he clutched his head in pain only to then get a good view of where he actually was. Standing on top of a towel, he was now held firmly in the palm of a girl from the soccer team, a particularly sweaty girl at that.

“Thanks! I needed that.” She said, relieved. Her deafening voice brought the poor student to his knees. “I was sweating up a storm out there, it’ll feel nice to finally dry off.” Removing her soccer jersey, she brought the tower closer and closer to her sweat lathered body. Still extremely confused about this situation he had barely any time to run before his body was pushed into the girl’s sweaty abs and rubbed all across her body. 

With friction tearing away at his skin and copious amounts of sweat filling his nose and mouth, the student quickly found himself in the worst nightmare of his life. But unlike a nightmare, there was no waking up from this one and as the girl dried off more and more of her body with the towel, the hellish experience would only continue. Wiping the sweat off her armpits, boobs, and even her ass, by the time the girl was done his skin was practically rubbed off, and his lungs and stomach were filled with nothing but her sweat. When he thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse the girl placed the towel on the ground and the lingering image of her lifting her foot over his minuscule body remained in his mind for what little time it took for her to dry her feet. Stomping softly, he felt every bone in his body crack and shatter to dust, and after a scream of agony that would forever be unheard, his life was reduced to a tiny red stain as she rubbed her foot against the towel, snuffing him out for good.

Three down, four to go. The gruesome deaths tallied higher and higher with each passing minute and one unfortunate student was about to find himself next on the chopping block. Standing in the center of what looked like a massive crater made of cotton, he squinted trying to make sense of his situation while a dim light shined directly on him from above. Surrounded by metal and mountains of what looked to be the clothes of a giant, his first instincts were that he was in a locker, but since that wasn’t physically possible (or so he thought) he couldn’t help but think he was going crazy, or that he was in some kind of dream and an oddly realistic feeling one at that. 

Taking a closer look at his surroundings, his face lit up red with embarrassment. There was no questioning it. The so-called “crater” he was standing within was undoubtedly the cup of some girl’s bra! Blushing some more, he knelt to “get a better feel” of the environment, in a shameless attempt to enact some perverted urges. Pressing his face against the cup of the bra, he took in the residual scent of the girl who wore it as well as the stronger scent of lotion and a hint of detergent. Thanks to his size, those minute scents were amplified exponentially and the tiny boy was nothing but overjoyed at the mere smell of a girl’s colossal boobs. Wanting this dream to never end, he would soon learn to be careful about what he wished for. 

Satisfied with his experience, he pulled up his pants and tried to think of which piece of clothing he’d explore next. But before he could leave the bra, the locker door flung open, flooding the inside with light and blinding the tiny boy for a few moments. When his eyes finally readjusted, the impressive sight of a topless soccer girl appeared in front of him. Completely flustered and aroused by the sight of her boobs, the boy froze completely. Taking in the sight for as long as possible and fantasizing about it for as long as he could. He never thought being tiny would be so arousing, but thanks to his new perspective within his “dream” he gained a new interest that would last all but a few moments before things took a turn for the worst. A shadow fell over him as the girl’s hand reached into the locker. With her hand blocking the view of the girl’s bare chest, he was reluctantly snapped out of trance only to be quickly thrown into another one as he realized the girl was about to put the bra on! Drooling at the thought, he laid himself flat in the middle of the cup and anxiously waited to get some colossal boob action.

Placing her arms through the straps on her bra and reaching towards the clasp on her back, the slightly sweaty soccer girl was completely unaware of the tiny pervert that was currently pushed up against her chest. Meanwhile, the student loved every second of feeling the softness of her skin and being so close to every part of well-endowed orbs… that is until the girl was finally done clasping her bra. Within a second, the shrunken student was pushed into her breast flesh as the undersized bra tightened around her chest. 

Finding himself pressed tightly against her soft breast flesh, he felt the air slowly squeeze out of his lungs. It was like he was slowly being compressed into a pancake, his bones creaked and his body ached as he was slowly suffocated AND squeezed flat. Struggling against her boob, his brain tirelessly struggled to rationalize whether or not this was a good thing or a bad thing, but sooner or later, the perverted student began to understand that this was definitely NOT a dream. Panic, regret, and disbelief all set in at the same time and tears streamed down his face as he kept up the desperate struggle.

“Crap… I really need to get a new bra.” She murmured to herself, pushing her boobs together in discomfort. While this did provide the shrunken student with a little bit of breathing room, it only lasted for a few moments before they bounced back. “It’s so tight and… itchy?” Feeling a slight tingling sensation on their left boob, she tucked her hand into her cup and felt around for the source of discomfort. The boy tried to enjoy the second moment of relief he got, but unfortunately, he had gotten stuck to her boob and as he tried to get himself unstuck, he failed to notice the girl’s massive fingers coming towards him. Before he could react, he had lost feeling in the lower half of his body. Fearfully looking down, all he could see was the underside of the giantess’ nail as blood spewed out from his waist. It took a second or two for the pain to register, but the poor student eventually let out a howling scream of agony that fell on deaf ears. Thinking she finally got the itch, she pulled her hand out of her bra causing it to snap back and tightly cling to her chest. Reaching into the locker to get more of her clothes, she would never know that something as simple as her readjusting her bra could end the life of another human…

Unbeknownst to both the deceased shrunken student and the colossal soccer girl who had ended his life, there was another tiny person hidden away somewhere on her body. Suffering equally and writhing in a different kind of pain, it seemed like the tiny that perished in the girl’s bra wasn’t the only shrunken student that had been trapped inside her locker. Thanks to their size, there was no possible way they would’ve known, but instead of getting trapped on the girl’s bra, the second shrunken student was in a much more “exclusive” area. 

Trapped in her panties, the shrunken student was still unconscious as the girl put on her clothes. He was in for quite the rude awakening as the cloth prison that held his sleeping body started to jostle. Startled awake, he stared at the striped fabric in confusion as to where he was. At first, it seemed like some kind of massive hammock, but upon looking up he was left completely awestruck.

Hanging overhead was the completely bare lower half of a girl he’s never met. Unable to comprehend anything, he barely even registered what was happening. Even when she stuck her slender legs through the holes on either side of him, he still couldn’t believe it. It was only until he began his ascent towards the girl’s bare ass, did panic sink in. Looking for a way out, he was sorely disappointed when he saw that her colossal pillar-like thighs now blocked his only exit. Trying his hardest to squeeze through what little gaps there were, he soon found it impossible as whatever space he had left was slowly filled up by the girl’s massive ass. Stuck tightly between her ass cheek and panties, he felt like he was slowly being flattened into a sticker. With no other choice, he started to desperately crawl towards her ass crack with the hope that he’d have a little more breathing room. 

Her impressive ass put up quite the fight, but eventually, after a great struggle, he made it to her ass crack. While it was still extremely tight, it was better than being slowly flattened into a fine paste. But as he tried to catch his breath he soon realized that while his new safe spot had a lot of room to breathe, that didn’t the air was any easier to breathe. Choked up by the smell of her anus, and slowly heated by the girl’s body heat he found himself struggling within a smelly sauna of sweat, surrounded by tight flesh and stray strands of hair. Positioning himself as far away from her anus as possible he continually struggled to not only wrap his mind around this bizarre situation and how he’d even get out. Much like her bra, the girl’s panties were also a little tight, and considering how there was barely any space for him in her ass crack, there was definitely no way he’d be able to squeeze past anywhere else without being flattened into the girl’s skin. 

“I really gotta buy some bigger clothes…” She sighed, as the shrunken student reluctantly thought of just hunkering down and waiting till she removed her panties. But before he could commit to it, the entire area began to compress and fill with darkness. The fabric of her jeans closed over her panties pressing him closer to her ass and pushing her cheeks closer together. Much like the rest of her clothes, her jeans also seemed to be pretty tight, and while that may have been by design considering that they were skinny jeans, there was no doubt that she definitely needed to buy some new clothes. Finding himself in an even more claustrophobic situation, he slowly gave up all hope on patiently waiting for her to remove her panties. Subconsciously fearing that she might fart, or that he’d somehow run out of air he frantically tried to think of a way out, all while her body heat and sweat amplified the hostility of the environment between her ass. Light-headed, and suffering from the heat and smell, he eventually got the bright idea to irritate her with hopes that she’d take her panties off to investigate. 

It wasn’t exactly safe, but the conditions were harsh enough in her panties to cloud his judgment a little. Covering his nose with his shirt, he cautiously approached the unaware girl’s butthole and began kicking into it in a feeble attempt to get her attention. His pathetic strikes may have been several times weaker than an ant bite, he persisted. Soon, as he found himself out of breath, did that persistence pay off… but not in the way he’d hope. His foot collided with her asshole one last time before it abruptly clenched, trapping his leg inside. Struggling to get his leg out, he was unprepared for what was coming next.

A slight “eep!” escaped from the soccer girl’s mouth and as her asshole clenched, so did her cheeks. Suddenly and quickly clapping against the shrunken student's body and shattering several of his bones. Still barely alive, he was left in a crippled state, writhing in pain while his foot remained in her anus. Her voice echoed from the heaven’s once more and it seemed like she was finally going to check out the disturbance in her underwear, but much to his disappointment, she had no intention of actually removing her panties.

“So itchy…” She mumbled thinking that an ant may have ended up inside her panties somehow. Rubbing her asshole from the outside of her jeans, she unintentionally pushed the suffering tiny slightly deeper into the malodorous hole. Tears of disgust, pain, and regret sprung forth from his eyes, and to top it all off, the unaware girl was far from done when it came to dealing with her annoying little pest.

“Take this you perverted ant!” Placing her hands on her ass, she wiggled and squeezed them together, slowly and painfully flattening the poor student while simultaneously pushing him deeper into her asshole as a result. His screams of agony were muffled by the colossal cheeks of flesh and the sound of each and every single one of his bones shattering into dust was inconsequential compared to the thunderous sound of her cheeks clapping together. By the time she was done, the entire upper half of his body was brutally crushed into a fine paste while his lower half remained buried inside her asshole.

After two students died to the same girl, only four of them were left. While they all had the opportunity to explore their unfamiliar surroundings, one student found himself in a particularly sticky situation. Stranded in darkness, he found all his limbs bound and restricted. Almost as if they were caked in wax, he found it impossible to move. Worst of all, an extremely overpowering smell wafting around him as he laid alone in the dark. At first, he could barely identify what the powerful scent was, but eventually, he realized that it was some kind of extremely strong pine odor. To the unaware shrunken student, it smelt like someone had shoved a cheap stick of deodorant down his nostrils, but little did he know, he could not have been more correct in such an assumption. 

Soon, the curtains would unfold, and whatever held the trapped student would begin to shake and rustle. Almost like he was on a roller coaster, he started to feel dizzy from all the movement. When it finally stopped, all he could hear were the soft murmurs of girls in the background. He had no idea what was going on, but he’d soon find out as the seemingly void and dark sky was suddenly torn away almost as if it was the cap of some bottle. Bright lights blinded him for a few moments, and when his eyes finally readjusted all he could see were dozens of soccer girls finally done with soccer practice and changing out of their uniforms. Much like the many shrunken students who had their lives ended, he couldn’t believe it. And at first, the idea intrigued him, but upon looking at his surroundings, his view of the situation became a lot grimmer. 

In front of him was a tanned girl with short brown hair, with a towel draped around her neck and a sweat-soaked tank top clinging tightly to her well-endowed body. The trapped student could tell just how hard she was practicing from her looks alone. But if that wasn’t enough, the wafting scent of her sweat and body odor was a good indicator, especially since it was somehow stronger than the pine odor that completely surrounded him earlier. Looking at the girl as she held the strange object that kept him trapped, a cold sweat ran down his brow as he started to put together the pieces— with the final nail in the coffin being the moment she raised her left arm up and slowly brought him towards it. 

Feeling the heat radiating off her armpit from what looked to be a mile away, he was very quickly thrust into a thick cloud of her sweat before finally coming into contact with her skin in what felt like slow motion. From up close he could see every terrifying detail of her rancid armpit. Drops of sweat several times bigger than he was rained down on him, and poorly-shaven strands of armpit hair towered high like trees. When she finally started to rub the deodorant across her sweat, the real hell began for the unfortunate little student. Sweat coated him from head to toe, and despite his best efforts to cover his mouth and hold his breath, his resolve eventually gave out. His mouth and stomach became filled with her disgusting sweat, and the intense stench filled his lungs with an unending burning sensation. After what felt like an eternity of being rubbed up and down against her armpit, the poor student was an absolute wreck.

A lifeless expression was plastered against his face, and sweat-tainted saliva dripped out of his mouth. Still stuck to the stick of deodorant but secured on by sweat rather than the deodorant itself, he could no longer remember a moment in his life where he had felt more pain than now. To be free from her armpit he felt a momentary feeling of bliss, despite the lingering odor and sweat that was practically ingrained into his skin. With his brain practically fried at this point, he couldn’t help but be relieved that things were finally over only to realize that people typically had more than one armpit. Breathing heavily and not wanting to experience that hellish place under her arm, he struggled as much as he could, desperately hoping to be free. Screams of terror rang out in pure despair as he was brought closer to her other armpit. As a waterfall of sweat washed onto him once more, and her putrid odor coated his lungs, all he could do was be tortured for however long it took her to apply the deodorant. Another eternity passed by, and he was finally pulled away from her armpit and the stick of deodorant was placed back inside her locker. He could no longer differentiate his tears from her disgusting sweat, but at least he was finally free… or so he thought. Taking a quick sniff of her armpits, she winced in disgust before letting out an annoyed groan. 

“DAMN! Guess that’s what I get for cheapin’ out on deodorant.” She sighed, reaching into the locker once more and catching the shrunken student off guard. Battered and bruised he at least could move a little now, so with every last bit of energy he had left, he struggled desperately to crawl off the top of the deodorant. Even if it meant falling to his death he was willing to do anything to not experience that hell once again. Crawling towards the edge, the poor student thought he was finally in the clear, but looking back was his final mistake. The horrific fog of sweat washed over his body once more and he was pushed into her armpit with greater force. Insistent on getting her armpits to not smell as putrid as they were at that moment, she rubbed and rubbed. Thoroughly applying the cheap deodorant to her sweaty armpits, the unfortunate tiny was blasted by wave after wave of sweat and dragged through fields of soiled armpit hair before she was finally done with her right armpit. But, as she went to apply deodorant to her left armpit, something felt different and no matter how dead inside he may have been feeling at that moment, it was impossible to not notice. 

Thinking it was weird that she was keeping the deodorant against her armpit for so long, he mustered up the energy to fuel his morbid curiosity and looked behind him. Clearing the sweat off his eyes, he saw the haunting image of the deodorant stick pulling away from him, followed by the ominous shadow of the girl’s arm as it fell menacingly on top of. He let out a scream of pure agony before he was imprisoned in the hell that he despised so much. Not wanting her teammates to notice the smell as much, she did her best to keep her arm down and as a result, the shrunken student was suffocated within the putrid depths of her armpit and reduced to a red stain when she eventually decided to add another coat of deodorant. 

Floating out in what seemed like an endless sea, the next student on the chopping block found himself in quite the horrific situation right off the bat. Surrounded by clear walls he had a morbidly clear view of the outside world and was immediately aware of his now minuscule stature. As the colossal soccer girl’s rested and got ready to go home, all he could do was tread water in what was undoubtedly a water bottle. It was a crazy thought that he just couldn’t accept. Time was ticking for him. At any moment, one of the girls could pick up the bottle and wash the poor student down their throat and send him to the acidic depths of their cavernous stomachs. Heavy breathing and panic filled his mind as he tried everything in his power to escape his situation. But with the walls being too slippery to even attempt to get a grip on, and the cap being too high up to ever dream of reaching, it was a hopeless situation. Banging against the plastic walls to no avail, the hopeless situation became a lot more despair as what felt like an earthquake approached him. Step by step in the distance, he could see the very same tanned girl with brown hair approach the bottle. 

Each step shook the bottle and stirred up waves within it. Before the hopeless student could even begin to start panicking, he was thrown about the inside of the bottle and when she finally got her hands on it, the shaking became even worse. Tossed from one side of the bottle to the other, pulled under the surface, and nearly drowned, It was like he was trapped in a storm. And when the shaking finally became manageable, all he could see was her hand reaching for the cap. Cowering in fear, he looked on in horror while the girl began to tilt the bottle into her mouth. Staring into her maw, was like looking into the abyss for the student as the creeping darkness at the back of her throat struck terror into his pounding heart. When the water started to drain into her gullet, the shrunken student fought a losing battle by even attempting to swim against the current. Before he knew it, he was falling down a waterfall that led directly into the girl’s waiting mouth. 

Landing against her tongue, he reached out towards the light in desperation, before he was shrouded in eternal darkness. Water mixed vigorously with saliva as she swished the liquids around her mouth, heat rose to create what felt like a hellish hot spring within her mouth, and the poor boy was tossed around endlessly in the dark cavern that was her maw. Despite his best attempts to grab onto anything, whether it be her teeth or her tongue, his efforts were futile in the face of the rushing waters. With his only hope of surviving being an impossible task, he was promptly swept away by the current and drained into her throat where he’d face an agonizing death in a watery grave within the depths of her stomach…

Brutally slaughtered while the soccer players remained completely students, the once ignorant group of nine students had dwindled to only two, and much like the seven students that perished before them, they had no idea of the horrors that awaited them within the cursed confines of the locker room.

Waking up in a cold sweat a student found himself stowed away in some dark cave. As his eyes slowly adjusted to his dark surroundings, he was amazed to see what seemed like unusually large common items scattered throughout the area. A stick of gum the size of a car, lipstick that looked taller than most buildings, a wallet bigger than a city block, and many other extremely sized objects. It was mind-boggling at first, but he quickly understood that he was in some giantess’ purse. 

“What a crazy dream.” He murmured to himself. Making the same mistake that many of his dead classmates made, he thought it was a dream. While that was obviously the most logical answer considering how absurd the situation was he would soon be hit with the same horrific realization. And as the purse began to rustle, it would seem like that realization would come sooner rather than later. With the sound of the zipper rushing through like a high-speed train, a tear in the sky appeared, flooding the purse with light. His eyes singed from the sudden flash, but when he could finally see again, he laid sight on the purse’s owner and their colossal hand as she reached down into the purse. Her slender snake-like fingers wrapped around the massive stick of lipstick like it was nothing and pulled it into the heavens. Wanting to get a better look, the shrunken student came out of hiding and squinted up towards the giant soccer player. With the bright light still obstructing his vision, he was shocked to see that the giantess was reaching into the purse once more and she was holding something this time. 

At first, he could barely make out what it was, but as it blocked the bright ceiling lights he was able to finally get a good look at the object: it was her phone! And as it cast, a shadow over him, it would just so happen to be the last thing he’d see from the confines of the purse. One by one in what felt like slow motion, the girl’s slender fingers unwrapped letting go of the phone and dropping it into the purse. He had little time to react before he noticed that it was falling straight on top of him. While he tried to run, it would hold no bearing towards the depressing outcome of this situation. The shadow grew darker and darker before the massive black smartphone landed on top of him, crushing the lower half of his body like it was nothing. Screaming in agony he tried to push it off of him, but given his size, something as simple as a smartphone weighed several tons and there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell that he could get it off of him.

The zipper closed and he was plunged into darkness once more until the phone began to light up and vibrate with intense ferocity. The vibration of her phone felt like someone had collapsed a building-sized jackhammer onto his agonizing wounds, and as it vibrated more and more, he could feel it crushing more and more of his puny body until the girl had unzipped her purse once more to look at the notification. Picking the phone up, the shrunken student was tortured further as his blood and guts somehow caused him to get picked up with the phone, and after the girl had quickly checked her phone, he was sent back down with it as it plunged down back into the purse with of terrifying bounce that finished off the suffering student.

Six down and one to go, the last college student was most definitely unprepared for what was to come, except unlike the six that preceded him, this student was quite unique. While he may not have noticed it as he had no frame of reference, he was actually significantly larger than his fallen brethren. Still, at an extremely minuscule size, the shrunken boy was a couple of inches tall as opposed to less than half an inch. And as he cautiously roamed the dusty undersides of the lockers, he stared nervously at the colossal team of soccer girls and desperately thought of how he could get their attention.

Their footsteps shook the ground like earthquakes and the chattering sounds of their voice was almost deafening. Creeping out from under the locker, he saw pairs of feet clothed in sweaty socks, clad in grass-stained cleats, and many that were completely bare. Knowing that it was game over if any of them happened to step on top of him terrified the student to no end, but he knew that he needed the courage if wanted to be saved from this situation. Waiting for a good opportunity he bided his time and waited anxiously under the lockers until, finally, one of the player’s approached the locker. He had no idea what she looked like aside from her malodorous and hole-ridden socks as they stood in front of the locker impatiently tapping their feet as they tried to remember their combination. Despite standing pretty far away from her colossal socks, the smell was pretty disgusting and he could barely breathe without gagging. Nevertheless he knew that this was undoubtedly his best shot, and he cautiously approached her smelly toes while they remained idle for a short moment. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, he got up close to the socked behemoths that were the girl’s toes, and started to bang on them with all his might with hope that she’d look down and notice his minuscule presence. And while that is what ended up happening, it didn’t exactly go how he would’ve hoped.

Feeling a slight irritation, her toes instinctively shot up, knocking the shrunken student off his feet. As he dusted himself off and looked towards the sky, all he could see was the girl’s massive face as she strained her eyes to look at him from above.

“Ew, gross…” She muttered, lifting her disgusting sock over him and slowly lowering it on top of his minuscule body. He barely had a chance to run before the sour fabric of her socked foot completely descended upon him, pinning him against the tile floor. Met with the worst odor he had ever inhaled, the now suffering tiny struggled immensely as the girl rested her foot on top of him. To her he was some kind of suffering insect, and as disgusting as it may have been she knew what must be done.

“Sorry, little buggie!” She said, increasing the pressure as she put more and more weight in her step. Slowly, he felt all his bones crack under the weight of her foot. His eyes watered from the smell and the pain and he did everything he could to get her foot off him, but there was nothing he could do. Letting one final “yelp” the boy was completely squashed, his severed and squished body parts sticking to the underside of her sock in a bloody mess.

“Blegh… that was so freaking gross. More reason to wash the socks, I guess…” Removing her sock without even glancing at his mangled corpse, she tossed it in her gym bag and headed home for today, not knowing that she was responsible for finishing the ninth and last of the mysteriously shrunken students. 

Just like “that” the massacre subsided, and while none of the girl’s even noticed that it had begun in the first place, the locker room would forever hold the brutal and horrific final memories of all nine of the unfortunate students.

-THE END-