Nick couldn’t believe how his life had turned on its head the last few hours. What had originally started
as a harmless ad in his spam folder turned into a chaotic dream he couldn’t wake up from. Witch each
passing breath he could feel his body changing, a new fate awaiting him.

Splaying her toes, Ann enjoyed watching as Nick face continued to diminish between them. With each
passing minute, her foot engulfed more of her subject’s body. She glanced at her tablet.

“Says here you’re already approaching 5ft. Your mass is reducing nicely.” Ann tapped a few notes into
the screen.

“Ann. Please! You can’t let thimmmppmph…” Nick attempted to plead but was cut-off as a large toe was
forced into his mouth.

“Hmmm doesn’t quite fit.” Ann spoke in disappointment as she stared down at Nick’s face. His cheeks
stretched to their lips. She did enjoy the feeling of his little tongue swabbing against her skin. “Gonna be
a shame when my pinky toe is 5 times larger than you, little guy…”

Nick remained speechless as his mouth was plugged by the tan digit, it’s saltiness dominating his sense
of taste.

As Ann’s toe strained his already sore jaw, Nick could feel the pressure increase as the toe seemed to
grow. In actuality, project S.M.O.L was doing its job, further reducing him in size.

“Darn. I guess that’s the end of this.” Ann pulled her toe free from Nick’s mouth, dragging a trail of spit
across the shrinking male’s face. Nick didn’t care. His jaw relaxed, allowing him to bring his chapped lips
together and clench his jaw against the pressure from Ann’s foot.

Ann enjoyed the feeling of Nick’s shrinking body between the floor and her foot.

“Looks like you’re liking this?” Ann raised an eyebrow at Nick’s prick standing at attention. “Or is that a
fear boner!? Please let it be a fear boner.” She teased, lifting her foot slightly to allow Nick’s 4ft body to
disappear almost completely under her sole.

His face now pressed into the underside of Ann’s toes, Nick could barely see through the gaps. His nose
and mouth pressed firmly into the doughy flesh.

“Once you finish shrinking, we’ll review your final results and decide where you place. Either you’ll be fit
for orientation, exported, or….disposed of.” Ann beamed, tapping on Nick’s face with the underside of
her toes. “Our Sexual Exploration division could always use more volunteers.”

Ann’s words were mostly ignored by Nick as he continued to shrink under her foot, his body in a limbo
between the cool metal floor of the Gulliver room and the sweltering skin of Ann’s sole. The girl seemed
to be a living furnace as perspiration collected on her skin and depositing onto Nick’s body.

“You know, I could actually stop the shrinking at anytime.” Ann eventually revealed. She seemed to
delight in piling surprises on her test subject. “Yep. With one press of my tablet, I could’ve stopped you
at 5ft, or maybe do it now; I’ve always been fond of dwarves.”

By now, Nick had disappeared completely under Ann’s foot, his face pressed firmly into her instead.
“Maybe if you ask nicely, I’ll stop it. Worst case scenario you live life at around 3ft. Abused by some,
pitied by others.”

Tears welled in Nick’s eyes as the reality of his future dawned upon him. No matter the outcome he was
no longer the same man who had entered Vilecio.

“Maybe you need a little encouragement.” Ann continued above. Nick already knew she was adjusting
her tablet.

His mouth opening once more, Nick stuck his tongue out and began to ravenously lick and suck on the
underside of Ann’s foot completely against his own will.

“Ohhh. That’s very nice. But you’ll have to do more than that.” Ann cooed.

A sudden rush of dopamine flooded Nick’s body. His hips soon joined his mouth in its worship of his
Amazonian tormentor. His miniature dick thrusted into the thick sole, pounding uselessly against the
skin and muscle above.

Feeling Nick’s insignificant mouth and dick working into her foot, Ann couldn’t help but burst into
laughter.

“You’re literally nothing but a puppet!”

Nick moaned in , both, pleasure and pain as his lips and tongue were rubbed nearly raw and his dick
pounded senselessly until, finally, his body was wracked by one of the strongest orgasms he had ever
experienced.

“Damn. I’m good.” Ann congratulated herself. “Unfortunately, Nick, it looks like you’re almost to your
target size, so you just keep going down there.

The giantess smirked as she pressed the little man, still humping and licking, into the floor.
Nick screamed in agony as his dick stood once more, betraying his feelings. Ann’s sweaty sole sealing
him against the floor.

Ann looked down at her own approximately 34-inch long foot, wiggling her toes gleefully. Painted in a
turquoise blue, they reflected the orange light of the room magnificently. The tablet in her left hand
chirped happily. Anna glanced at her tablet. Bright green letters graced the screen.

“CONVERSION COMPLETE.”

She smiled as she could still feel Nick squirming under her foot. His hips and lips no doubt continuing to
dance as she wished.

Nick hated himself as his body betrayed him, controlled by the cruel bitch who had led him to this trap.
Dopamine flooded his body. Another reward which he didn’t want but had no ability to refuse. Burying
his face into Ann’s sole, he kissed passionately, inhaling her scent. His pitiful penis nearly rubbed raw.
Ann smirked as she lifted her tawny appendage off her pale pawn. She watched as he continued to
worship the air which her foot had resided. She erupted in laughter.

Free from the intense heat and pressure which had trapped him for an unknown time, Nick tried to stop
his body, but it was no use. The Neuro Chip did extraordinary at keeping control. He felt like a bug being
toyed with by cat.

Ann watched for a few more minutes as Nick’s body squirmed. His muscles tightening and loosening.
Flexing to her button presses. She found it ironic how the man had, no doubt, probably worked hard to
reach his current physique only to become, in essence, a remote controlled toy. Her mind flashed briefly
Vilecio’s Sexual Research division before she tapped a few times on the tablet. She watched as Nick’s
body went still.

Nick gasped for air, his muscles tense. His lips and dick and other bare parts scraped and bloodied.
“4.5 inches.” Ann’s voice boomed from above, even more thunder-like than before.

It took Nick a second to register what she meant, but then he remembered the initial purpose of this
room. Ann had him so busy dancing to her whims that he didn’t even notice his shrinking. Ann, though
she was massive before, was near planet size now. Nick tried doing some quick math to determine just
how much their different was. He guessed that he was less than 5% of Ann’s height. To put it a different
way, she was over 4,200% larger than him.

“Stand up.” Ann commanded, nearly deafening the tiny man.

Still exhausted from the sexual torture under the girl’s foot, Nick struggled to stand. Every nanometer of
him ached.

Ann watched with glee as Nick’s little body stirred below, either of her feet bestriding him.
“Look up.” She ordered.

Nick remained fearfully obedient, craning his neck upward. He hoped to please Ann enough to
discourage her from taking control.

Ann smirked. She had turned Nick’s POV on the tablet. Her bare crotch loomed high overhead like some
ominous moon.

“Now that’s a view.” She teased.

Nick couldn’t disagree, though he wished it was under different circumstances. Looking to he either side,
he glanced at Ann’s titanic feet, following her powerful legs upward. Trying to see his captor’s face, his
view was blocked, not only by her pussy, but by her gigantic breasts as well. Would calling her a 48v bra
even do her justice?

“Okay, runt, enough sight-seeing.” Ann’s voice snapped Nick from his trance. “Let me be the first to
officially welcome you to Vilecio Corp. as S.M.O.L 13528 or S-13528, for short. For my sake, I’ll just keep
using Nick.”

Nick’s head nearly spun-around, “What?” he attempted to protest. “Vilecio can’t do th-“ his voice was
suddenly silenced.

Lifting a finger from the tablet Ann continued her spiel, “Please no talking during orientation. With your
official acceptance into the S.M.O.L program, your orientation will guide us toward directing you to the
correct division for the most efficient return on investment.”

Ann crouched down, her body and crotch uncomfortably close to Nick who cowered on the metal floor.
“Come with me, please.”

With this, Ann unclicked a locket-like device from around her neck and held it close to Nick.
“this was developed by the guys down at the weapons division. They call it the ‘biomagnet’ all it is, is a
strong static field that attracts carbon-based molecules. It really likes carbohydrates like those found in
our bodies.”

Nick soon found his back held tight to the locket as Ann picked him up and clasped him to a gold chain
around her neck. His body swaying delicately above her cleavage.

From his new vantage point Nick wanted to puke, it felt like he could fall at any moment. His eyes
watched as Ann’s fingers danced on her tablet. The room suddenly filling with a clear fluorescent light
and a door appearing on the wall the opposite side from which he and Ann entered.
Nick could only sway helplessly as Ann led him on his “orientation”

“Vilecio has been working on S.M.O.L for quite some time. A way to reduce living organisms in size to
increase the viability of resources. Money got in the way, however, and we quickly found out that
people would pay good money for their own little person than to be shrunk themselves. What can I say,
people are narcissistic greedy fucks.” Ann spat, walking through the new door.

As they stepped through the door, Nick couldn’t help but notice how much different this new side was
compared to testing facility. There were people. Hundreds of people. All dressed in different uniforms
and lab-coats running to and fro looking busy. Ann, by far, the largest person of any of them. Nick also
noticed another thing. Others like him, reduced in size and held tight by Vilecio workers.

“Thus, we went full steam ahead on S.M.O.L. Applications, consequences, potential growth industries.
You wouldn’t believe the opportunity we have in beauty.” Ann said this just as they walked by what
looked to be a testing room. Two small brunettes within working to scrub the callouses off a black
technician’s feet.

“Weapons were a great development. Let’s just say when WWIII comes we’ll all be more worried about
getting eaten by insects than annihilated by mushroom clouds.” Ann chuckled.

“Hell, we even went into our own version of government and corporate espionage. Remember that
plane-full of executives that disappeared from Minneapolis last year?” Ann asked
Nick could only nod.

“Retaliation. They had somehow stolen part of S.M.O.L’s formula. Once they were in the air, they were
helpless. Pump the cabin full of a gas version and, boom, 120 people gone. They made great Christmas
bonuses. I can almost still feel their CEO squirming up my ass…”
Nick was in horror, Ann spoke of all this so casually.

“When I founded this company. I had no clue it would turn into what it has…” Ann let the words hang in
the air, shocking Nick. His heartbeat increased.
Ann chuckled as the tablet notified her.

“Shocking. I know, but sometimes I like to come down and see how things are going. Even test a subject
or two. I guess it’s better to have the boss than some intern, huh? I hear the new girl from China is
worse than me….” Ann walked wordlessly after this until reaching another door from nowhere. A soft
pink glow throbbed on the outside. “… I think this maybe the place for you.”

Nick glanced down at the tablet as Ann flipped through pictures of him. From his early college years, to
his first to jobs, to getting beaten in test one, to kneeling in the hallway and licking her feet. Finally, she
reached an “Assign” section.

“Vilecio Pleasure” was all it said.

The door slid open revealing a hall lined with smaller doors. “You’ll have the honor of being tested by
the CEO.” Ann spoke before stopping before a door, her skin glowing under the pink lights. Nick’s
heartbeat increased as he looked down, Ann’s gigantic hands slowly sliding off her skirt down to her
feet, her toes kicking it to the side. Her fingers prodding her blouse’s buttons, undoing each one with
purpose.

Nick’s mouth went dry as Ann’s body revealed below him, somehow even more intimidating from above
than below. As the door to the testing room opened, Nick wondered how Ann would fit, but it was no
time before she was sprawled on the mattress.

Reaching up, Ann plucked Nick from her necklace with her left hand.
Looking at him with a cruel smirk, she held the tablet up in the other hand.
“Ready for your first day on the job?”

Nick’s heartrate increased.

“Some more dopamine should fix that. Pretty soon you’ll be like one of Pavlov’s dogs. Ready to perform
at the sound of a bell.”

Nick firmly in her hand, Ann reached down opening herself and tossing her toy in.
With a few quick adjustments on the tablet, Ann bit her lip as the little body went to work.
“Make sure you pace yourself. It’ll be a few hours.”
With this, Ann hit the final box on Nick’s profile.

“APPROVED”