"Buddhika! Whatever you’re thinking about doing, don’t you dare!” The small man yelled into the air, much to her delight.
“We will fire you so fast!” a woman to his side joined his tirade.
Their threats sounded like mouse squeaks.
Buddhika struggled to comprehend what had transpired over the last 72 hours – phone conversations with her daughters and news reports confirmed this was not an isolated incident. She stared down at her employers, Avery and Parker Whitney. The two were about half her age in their mid-to-late 20s. They used to stand tall above her but now she could barely make out their miniscule faces.
Though they now stood in their maid's shadow, the young power couple insisted on spouting their threats. It was if they didn’t care that they were naked or mere inches tall, only that she was still metaphorically ‘beneath’ them. Thanks to her upbring, Avery didn’t believe anybody from one of the ‘poor’ countries could ever be truly equal to those like herself and Parker.
Avery and Parker both came from accomplished families. Avery’s family founded a food processing company near Peoria while Parker’s family owned an investment firm. The two had met while attending Vassar. Despite their relatively young ages, they had a combined net worth in the multi-millions. They also found themselves active throughout Chicago’s social and business circles with them both serving on several boards and Avery leading various committees. Avery was even considering becoming a college teacher thanks to her self-perceived business acumen.
In their current situation, Avery couldn’t believe how dense Buddhika was. She and Parker paid her handsomely at $30K/year but the lowly maid still failed to show proper respect or manners in Avery’s eyes. Avery had expressed her regrets when they hired her, she told Parker they should’ve hired somebody from Eastern Europe.
Buddhika could not believe how stubborn the tiny couple was. She had witnessed them shrink over the past three days, but they seemed not to grasp the reality of the situation. The two were constantly demanding something of her and, as a result, drove Buddhika crazy with their ever-increasing requests for assistance. She was heartbroken at how they maintained their attitudes. Even when they were no taller than her bellybutton, they still hounded and berated her.
As she now towered above the miniature couple, the constant threats and beratement flashed through her mind. Their rudeness. Avery’s dismissiveness and avoidance of her when they interacted. Parker’s pickiness of her work. An air of calm washed over her; it was as if a switch flipped in her mind.
Avery and Parker seemed to be blind as they continued to berate the woman whose shadow cast over them. They failed to notice her shifting right leg.
Buddhika pulled her foot from her dollar-store flip flop. The flattened foam bore a perfect dirt covered imprint of her sole. Small puddles of her sweat had formed in divots in the foam. She wiggled her toes as she enjoyed the feeling of the fresh air between them and over her bare sole.
“...you’re going to call my dad and let him know what’s going on and...” Parker’s tirade was cut short as the shadow enveloped him. Buddhika’s dirt and sweat soaked sole hovered above him. Before any other thoughts could go through his mind, it descended.
“PARKER!” Avery screamed as she watched her husband get flattened under their maid’s right foot.
Buddhika smirked as the small man disappeared under her foot. It reminded her of a cheap magic trick. She felt him struggle under her instep but kept the appendage flat against the marbled floor as her wrinkled skin flexed under the morning sunlight.
Parker, imprisoned in the musky darkness under Buddhika’s foot, screamed for help. He attempted to move but it was like he was vacuum sealed as Buddhika’s warm flesh molded perfectly around him. With each breath he could practically feel her skin trying to shove itself into his nose and mouth – its muskiness hung in the air. His eyes burned as the air grew thick with humidity.
“What the fuck!? Take your foot off him, you hag!” Avery screamed
Buddhika watched curiously as the tiny woman ran toward her foot. She couldn’t help but chuckle at Avery’s actions.
“FUCKING LET. HIM. GO!” Avery screamed as she pounded the side of Buddhika’s foot with fists. The impacts left deadened thuds. The tiny fists felt like soft pokes to the giant woman above. Avery continued to pound as she listened to Parker’s muffled screams.
Buddhika lifted her foot ever-so-slightly, much to Parker’s relief.
Avery stepped back and smiled as her efforts seemed to have paid off.
“Yeah. Fuck you!” She yelled up to Buddhika, triumphantly.
Buddhika, unable and uncaring to make out Avery’s words splayed her toes and maneuvered her foot.
Avery’s happiness quickly turned to terror as the giant appendage soon approached her. “No! Fucking no way, keep your nasty foot away from me!” She turned and ran.
Parker, the air pressed out of him from the short time under the very same appendage, remained on the ground and watched as his wife ran for her life.
Buddhika smiled at the game, she allowed Avery to gain some ground before flinging her foot forward.
Avery screamed as she felt the moist flesh wrap around her.
With her big and second toe clamped around Avery’s torso, Buddhika rested her heel on the ground. She took in the sight of Avery fighting against her grip. It reminded her of Avery rudely grabbing and twisting her arm once after she did a task incorrectly. She scrunched and wriggled the digits and savored the feeling of Avery’s body rubbing against the skin and into the crevice. It was almost like a very focused massage.
Avery screamed and begged for Buddhika to let her go. “Please! I’ll give you anything you want!” She screamed. As if the giant had heard her, her body fell to the ground.
Buddhika spread her toes once again and let Avery drop to the ground. She watched as the little woman rolled in pain.
Avery’s right hip landed with force that caused her to scream in agony. As she writhed in pain, she opened her eyes to see Buddhika was not through with her torture.
Parker shouted at Buddhika, “Don’t do it, you fucking bitch!” but was forced to bear witness as his wife was subjected to the same torture enacted upon himself moments prior.
Avery screamed as the world was sealed off from her. The musky-earthy smell now surrounded her. She began to gag. Between her hip and her current situation, her senses were all pegged to their limits. She screamed further as the monster above her began to move.
Buddhika slowly began to move her foot back and forth until she could feel Avery’s body rotating underneath like a rolling pin. She enjoyed the light massage the act gave. As she savored the feeling and the moment, her phone rang. Her foot stopped with Avery under her toes. She pulled out her phone. Lakmini’s name was on the screen. She answered.
Parker looked up as his maid spoke her native language to whoever was on the other end, a smile spread across her face...
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Parker and Avery resented Buddhika. She seemed to revel in keeping them around. They had witnessed her so easily crush others like them at the slightest transgression, however she seemed to enjoy keeping them as her personal pets. After their first week under Buddhika’s tutelage they soon learned the reality of the world. They had become part of a new subclass and there was no going back. Though it did take some beatings and training from Buddhika for them to fully realize this in their minds. Even then, the small couple both held a thought in the back of their minds – the thought that the ultra-wealthy all seem to have – that things would work for them in the end.
Life under Buddhika and her daughters had allowed Avery and Parker to witness what could happen to them if they disobeyed. Nobody would be coming to rescue them, in fact the horrors seemed encouraged by the new world...
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Buddhika smiled down at Parker between her legs. Though his once fit body was slowly melting away, she loved her private time with him. It made her feel youthful to a degree. The fact that the younger man had no say in the matter added to her fun.
Parker cried silently as he crawled on his hands and knees. Buddhika sat naked around and above him. Her torso propped up in her bed. Her right hand spread her pussy open as her left rubbed her breast. She watched him intently. He attempted to go slow – as always – but was soon pressed forward by Buddhika’s left hand. She purred as she watched the frail pale body disappear into her.
Avery screamed she watched the giant woman use her husband as a sex toy. Merely one of the many acts that would strip away their humanity.
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At 14 months since the shrinking, Buddhika sat above Parker and Avery. The contrast was amazing. She had seemed to de-age by at least 5 years while Parker and Avery bore dark bags under their eyes, their skin was dry and rough, stress wrinkles had formed across their faces. Buddhika sipped on a tall glass of mango juice as she watched them work.
After having witnessed their former maid crush so many others under her feet, they seemed to come to respect her power. Regardless of whether their respect was earnest or not, Buddhika still held their lives in her hands.
Avery struggled to hold a large foam board in her arms. Despite having done this task for over a year now, her weaker body struggled with the weight. Thankfully, the foam kept it relatively light.
Buddhika watched as Avery’s arms ran the foam board back and forth across her thick nails. Having grown up shoeless on the streets of Colombo and working manual jobs most of her life gave her what most may call ‘ugly’ feet. Avery, especially, thought so. As she worked to trim down Buddhika’s thick nails, the ground shook around Avery. Soon, another large pair of feet joined her. She looked above to see Subaja.
Subaja didn’t even think about the tiny woman on the ground below. By now, whites were very much objects to be used and not actively thought about. Instead, she simply addressed her mom. Of all the humiliations of Avery’s new life, moments like this were probably the worst; she was used to being the center of attention. She had always been the one hosting fun parties and considered herself the ‘glue’ of any social event. When she was present, all eyes seemed to gravitate toward her. Now, the only time she was recognized was to be given an order.
"You leave for vacation tomorrow, right?” Subaja asked her mother.
Avery couldn’t help but glance over and notice the small whites wrapped around Subaja’s toes like jewelry. They appeared to be around Subaja's age. Avery shuddered and was thankful Buddhika didn't subject her and Parker to such things.
Buddhika replied in the affirmative, much to the surprise of Parker and Avery.
“And how long do I have to watch these two for?” She asked as if annoyed.
“3 months.” Buddhika replied.
“And you can’t take them with you because???” Subaja pressed.
Buddhika, obviously annoyed by the questioning, quickly answered her daughter, “Do not want them lost.”
Avery felt herself grow a bit warm at the thought of Buddhika caring about her and Parker enough to not want to lose them.
“Okay. Fine. But I get to use them, okay?” Subaja put out her terms.
Buddhika nodded in agreement.
Avery looked up to catch Subaja glaring at her...
The next morning, Buddhika left for her flight at 5AM. This left Parker and Avery alone in her room until 11AM when Subaja walked in sleepily.
The sound of Subaja’s bare feet slapping against the room’s marble floor stirred Parker and Avery awake initially but then the loud booms of her index finger tapping the glass walls of their ‘home’ got them up to their feet.
They couple stared sleepily at the giant girl who stared back at them. Her hair was a mess, a light-green tank top which acted as a sleep shirt draped on her torso. A pair of short running shorts as pajama pants.
“You two hungry?” She asked.
Parker and Avery nodded eagerly. They then watched as she stood up and looked around the room.
“Fuck” Subaja spoke aloud and turned back to them, “Mom didn’t tell me what she fed you. I know she spoiled you with people food, right?” Subaja asked the tiny couple once again who nodded in return.
Subaja rolled her eyes, “Well I suck at cooking, so I’ll just give you want I give my runts. Mom should have left food for you if she wanted me to feed you the same way.” Subaja left the room, the sound of her soles smacking the floor disappeared down the hallway before echoing back in return.
Parker watched as Subaja returned with a mason jar in her left hand. Something that resembled fish food appeared contained within the jar. The giantess opened the top of their prison.
Parker and Avery stepped back as Subaja reached in and repositioned their food dish. She also yawned which filled the enclosure with her morning breath, much to their chagrin. Subaja then untwisted the lid of the jar and poured some of its contents into the dish.
“Alright. You two eat up. I’m going to go chill before my run. I should be back in a few hours.” Subaja waved her hand in a weak wave as she shuffled from the room.
“W-what is it?” Avery asked her husband.
“I’m not sure but I bet it’s the only thing we’ll get so we better eat up.” He stymied himself.
Avery couldn’t believe how well Parker adapted to their life. He had been a rock for her through some of their toughest moments. She watched as he reached into the pile of ‘food’.
Avery observed as her husband stuck his hand into the pile of flakes left by Subaja. It was familiar but they couldn’t quite place it in their minds. The texture was firm but softened up as they chewed. There was hardly any taste but there was some aftertaste of dirt and cheese. The taste somewhat reminded Parker of an aged Brie.
As they hadn’t eaten since lunch the day prior, the two filled their stomachs.
Hours later, Subaja returned. This time her skin was covered in a sheen of sweat as her hair was tied into a tight bun. Avery stared at Subaja in envy, she could still remember her last run before shrinking. The cool lake breeze blowing in her face as the sun warmed her body while her favorite tunes blasted in her ears. She sighed internally as she took in Subaja’s lean form.
Subaja leaned toward the glass wall and smiled as she looked at the empty food dish. “Wow, you two really liked breakfast, huh?”
Parker and Avery nodded.
“Great. Glad my calluses could give you that morning energy you needed.” Subaja smiled in return.
Avery and Parker looked at one another with wide eyes. Avery’s stomach churned. Though they had been forced to put their mouths to Buddhika’s peds many times, the realization of eating dead skin for an entire meal brought a completely new feeling of disgust.
"And since you both liked that so much, I may have another treat for you.” Subaja spoke with a smirk.
Parker and Avery watched as Subaja took a seat on the edge of Buddhika’s bed about 6 feet from them. They watched as she took her right leg and crossed it on top of her left. She unlaced her shoe and pulled it off with a nearly silent *fwump* of air. Subaja threw the shoe across the room with a small smile. Her black sock covered foot soaked in the air.
As she began peeling off her sock, Subaja stared at Parker and Avery. She remembered how her mom used to come home crying from the treatment they put her through. The stories she would tell of Avery’s snootiness and Parker’s verbal abuse. Subaja thought her mother was far too kind given the flipping of the tables; she was going to do her part to make sure the two paid what humility she thought they had earned.
Avery and Parker looked on in horror as Subaja’s sweat soaked foot was presented in the air with two white bodies wrapped around her big toe and right toe respectively. Her digits wiggled and splayed. They then watched as she ran her left index finger between each crevice.
Subaja repeated the act with her left foot until her finger had a decent amount of lint, dirt, sweat, and skin collected on its tip. She placed her thumb to her index finger and began to roll them together. Slowly but surely, a small ball formed as the digits worked together. Satisfied with the results, Subaja rose from the edge of the bed.
Avery gulped as Subaja seemed to be staring her down. The girl’s bare feet smacked against the floor with each step. Sweaty footprints reflected in sunlight pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Subaja opened the tank’s lid and looked down upon Avery. “Mom used to cry about how much you hated her cooking so I thought I’d give you something you may appreciate more.” She then put on a ‘hoity’ accent, “It should bring tastes of vinegar and earthiness with a salty aftertaste.” Subaja’s left hand then reached down to present the globule of toe jam on her finger to Avery.
Avery looked up at Subaja with disgust. The dark ball hovered in front of her tauntingly.
“Come on, Miss Avery,” Subaja poked the tiny woman’s bare breasts with her fingertip “You wouldn’t want to go hungry would you?”
Avery began to reach for the ball with quivering arms but was stopped by Parker’s voice.
“Avery! You don’t have to!” Parker shouted and ran toward Subaja’s finger.
Avery screamed as Subaja’s right hand quickly descended and flicked Parker in his chest sending him flying across the enclosure.
“No no little white knight, this is for your lovely bride.” Subaja smirked as she held the toe jam ball in front of Avery’s face.
With tears in her eyes, Avery grabbed the ball from Subaja’s finger which rose back into the sky in response. Avery wanted to puke as she stared at the basketball sized globule between her hands. She couldn’t believe how black yet reflective it was. She could still feel the warmth of Subaja’s body on it. Her hands sunk slightly into its spongy surface.
“Like melted marshmallow, right?” The voice from above asked her mockingly.
Avery ignored Subaja.
“Eat up.” The giant girl ordered.
“P-please d-don't.” Avery tried to plead. Her voice was nothing but a high-pitched peep to the giant girl looming over her.
“I said eat up or...” Subaja’s hand swooped down like a hawk and plucked Parker into the sky. He screamed still in pain from the prior flick. “...I’ll steal your man!” Subaja examined Parker’s body in front of her face and licked her lips.
“No! Put him down!” Avery screamed.
This only prompted Subaja to swing Parker side-to-side. “Down the hatch or the little man goes down mine.” She threatened.
Avery looked up at Parker who stared back in fear as Subaja’s fingers held tight to his left ankle leaving him dangling precariously in the air.
Avery looked up at Subaja and opened her mouth wide. She closed her eyes as she sunk her teeth into the toe jam ball. She wanted to scream at how easily the surface yielded to her bite and filled her mouth. It assaulted her sense of taste and smell. She made sure to show off to Subaja as she bit and chewed.
“Very nice but I’m still going to take him for myself. Later bitch.” Subaja threw Avery the peace sign and stomped away...
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“Look what came in the mail!” Subaja stomped into the room 4 days later with a shoebox sized package. The word ‘VoxAlbus’ was printed on the side.
Avery watched as the girl took a seat on the side of the bed like days prior. Parker was nowhere to be seen.
“This just came out so I’m super excited to see if it works.” Subaja spoke to Avery as she tore into the box. She soon fished out a small circular object and held it up to inspect. It reminded Avery of a collar. It was made of some sort of dark metal and opened and closed with a clasp.
Avery watched as Subaja rose from her seat and walked over to the tank. The giant reached down and grabbed Avery. The small girl tried to fight but within a matter of seconds, Subaja’s hands easily placed the collar around Avery’s neck.
“If anybody ever asks, you’re a size small.” Subaja informed Avery with a chuckle. She then sat back down on the bed and put in a pair of earbuds and tapped away on her phone.
5 minutes later, Subaja yelled from the bed to Avery “Say Hello!”
Avery, taken aback at first, softly spurted out “H-Hello?”
“Oh nice.” Subaja smiled at the sound of Avery’s tepid voice in her ears. “Say Hello again.” she ordered.
“H-Hi.” Avery answered.
“Haha. I can make you sound British. Neat.” Subaja tapped some more on the phone and returned to standing over Avery’s tank.
“Here’s a little deal. I’ll let you have a voice as long as you stay obedient, okay?” Sabaja asked.
After realizing Subaja could hear her clearly, she yelled, upset with how the giant girl was treating her, “This is ridiculous! You can’t just control my life like this. Do you know what I’ve done for this city and your mother!? Hello, without me you probably never would have been accepted into Nor-”
Subaja rolled her eyes and tapped a button on her phone, muting Avery.
“You don’t get it yet. You are nobody anymore. You’re literally an animal to me. You’ve seen how I crushed other whites without remorse,right? If people are judged by their worth, you’re worth what I deem you. Don’t you get that. You can pop an attitude, but it will go unheard. So do you want to try to do as I say or maybe wind up a stain on the bottom of my shoe?”
Avery took in Subaja’s words. She had much more to say but sighed.
“We’ll try it your way.” she spoke.
Subaja unumuted the woman, “What was that?”
“I’ll try it your way.” Avery pouted.
Subaja smiled and reached down and patted the top of Avery’s head with her pinky.
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Subaja couldn’t believe what had transpired over the past month. It was more than she could have wished.
“Oh this is Amazing. Seeing them like this.” The voice spoke enthusiastically.
A new professor of business had started the semester at Northwestern.
Subaja sat across from her professor at her desk. An embossed plastic nameplate that read “Ananya Sharma, PhD.” faced Subaja. Behind it, Ananya stared at the top of her desk. A large, tooth smile spread across her face.
Subaja watched as Ananya reached down with her right hand and grabbed something from the desk surface. Her rose into the air with Avery’s body tied into an “O” shape held between her thumb and forefinger. Ananya inspected Avery with obvious pleasure.
“A very intriguing change of fortune.” Ananya noted verbally.
Ananya sat with a smirk on her face. She had last seen Avery two months before the woman shrunk. Ananya had attempted to lead her own family’s company based in Mumbai in an unsuccessful hostile takeover of Avery’s family’s business. Avery had successfully fought it off and left Ananya with some choice words; many insulting Ananya and her homeland directly.
Avery burned with embarrassment as Ananya inspected her naked body. Her arms tied to her ankles behind her body, she had been freshly pulled from Subaja’s right-middle toe.
“So tell me. How did you come across them?” Ananya asked Subaja with intrigue.
“Oh. Well. My mom was their maid when the shrinking happened.” Subaja spoke matter-of-factly.
“And now they are your pet?...slaves?” Ananya ended the second word with a barely contained smile.
Ananya & Subaja’s initial conversation had started when Ananya noticed the girl’s toe rings. Upon closer inspection, she recognized Avery. Ananya invited Subaja to her office after class for her to ‘catch-up’ with tiny rival.
“Slaves is a strong word but...you know whites these days.” Subaja replied which earned laughter from Ananya.
“Ah yes. Better than being stepped on for them.” Ananya spoke as she continued to inspect Avery in her fingers. This sparked an idea in Subaja’s mind...
“You failed to me at business so now you’re going to stomp me out!?” Avery screamed in horror.
Ananya loved hearing the pitiful voice in her earbuds. She had abused and used many whites herself, but this was her first time seeing a former enemy so helpless. After the failed takeover, Ananya was admonished by her family. She had to work so hard to earn their respect back. Listening to Avery’s incredulous cries brought some small victory.
Avery stared up at Ananya who wore a dark blue blouse and women’s slacks. She stood a couple inches taller than Subaja who sat outside her professor’s office to prevent any interruptions while the woman enjoyed her private time with Avery. Subaja shuffled in her seat as she felt Parker pressed into her right butt-cheek.
Ananya savored the sight. Avery cowered naked at her feet, her mic collar around her neck like an animal. Ananya remembered how cocky the woman was with her family’s business. How she was sure she could never lose. She bragged about how Ananya “couldn’t negotiate her way out of a paper bag.”
“Look at you as you should be. A bug to step on like what should have happened to your company.” Ananya spoke in her accented English.
Avery watched as Ananya removed her right foot from the flats she wore. Her heart fluttered.
Ananya was silent as she lifted her foot over Avery. She took note of her chipped, orange-painted toes
“Don’t you dare bring that nasty thing toward me. Probably hasn’t been washed in weeks!” Avery screamed and closed her eyes.
“How is the view?” Ananya’s voice hung in the air.
Avery opened her eyes. She gulped as she stared up at Ananya’s sole, entranced. The size 10 surface wriggled and flexed. The underside of the toes danced. The skin was a perfect gradience between the top and bottom of dark and light skin.
“Looks like you could really used some TLC!” Avery meant her words as an insult but it only proved as foreshadowing.`
"Thank you, Avery.” Ananya replied, her next move already in her mind.
Avery was curious by the choice of Ananya’s word but her curiosity was quickly answered as the foot fell upon her.
Ananya worked her foot against the ground. The feeling of Avery’s tiny body pressing into her flesh was surreal. She was glad she walked to class today from her apartment two miles away.
Avery screamed in horror as Ananya’s flesh surrounded her. It reminded her of the times being stepped on by Buddhika only she could sense Ananya’s maliciousness and wondered if she would die. Ananya worked her appendage until she stared down at Avery’s face between her toes. Chipped orange paint framed Avery’s tear and sweat stained face.
Avery struggled to breathe as she felt the pressure from Ananya’s foot increase. But then, suddenly, the pressure relented.
Avery was freed from under Ananya’s foot as the woman stood with her hands on her hips above her. Avery stared up in shock.
“Subaja invited me over this weekend. I want you in one piece to repaint my toes.” Ananya spoke with a wave of her hand.
“O-of c-course...” Avery replied shakily...
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Ananya couldn’t believe how easily Avery cowered to her. She must have truly believed that she would be crushed because she obediently listened to every command.
Avery’s body shivered with fear as Ananya stood above dressed in a yellow sundress. At her own five-inch height, she felt completely dwarfed by her rival. To top things off, Avery had to watch out as dozens of others like Ananya walked around the bulding’s shared pool area. Chutari and Subaja decided to host a start of semester party. Various professors and classmates of theirs were in attendance.
“I really wish these whities weren’t so microscopic. I could you some of y’all carrying around snacks.” Kelsey’s familiar voice piped up in the crowd which earned laughter.
Subaja, meanwhile, lay on her stomach on a pool chair. She wore a red bikini, her back to the sun. Parker was on lotion duty; his miniature body slowly worked its way across her lower back and down to her ass. She wore a content smile.
Ananya found a quiet corner to sneak away to with Avery.
Avery stood between Ananay’s sandaled feet as the woman stared down at her. The giantess spoke.
“I hope you know that we eventually acquired your company.” Ananya goaded. “After the shrinking, they desperately needed capital and sold for less than our initial offer.”
Avery didn’t want to believe it, “No! What about my parents!?” She shouted in dismay.
“What would they do to stop it when my sister easily crushed them?” Ananya lifted her cocktail to her lips and took a sip.
Avery felt her stomach drop. Of all the ways to find out her parents were dead.
“And now their daughter, their company’s little savior, is mine to do with as I please.” Ananya added as she slipped her feet from her sandals.
“T-here’s still my brother!” Avery tried to find some way to come out on top of the engagement.
This resulted in even further enjoyment for Ananya.
“My sister took him back to Mumbai. She said he was quite eager to please her.” Ananya giggled. “It appears that you an heiress to nothing, but you can still make yourself worth something to me.”
After some orientation, Ananya could barely contain her laughter as Avery dutifully tended to her feet.
“Avery do you like this?” Ananya teased.
“Y-yes. I love having you tower over me and being at your feet. I wish I could have been your slave sooner” Avery spoke with some sarcasm which Ananya loved.
“Me too.” Ananya replied, and then ordered “Tell me how good they smell.”
“Like roses, Miss Sharma.” Avery lied.
“Sniff them and tell me.” Ananya commanded.
Avery sighed.
“Ananya, please. You’ve already won. D-do I have to debase myself like this as well? I have no family left and you’ve seen used as jewelry by one of your students...” Avery's voiced quivered in Ananya’s ears.
“I could always crush you.” Ananay answered in a teasing tone.
Avery gulped as Ananay’s sole once again presented itself to her.
The sound of Avery inhaling deeply played in Ananya’s ears.
“Like,” she coughed “they smell amazing.” Avery replied with further coughs which made Ananya laugh. Having the once proud heiress debase herself was almost more than Ananya could handle.
“Okay. Come. Lick my sole. I want to hear you bark.” Ananya waved her toes at Avery.
“Ananya! Please! All this over a failed business deal is sadistic!” Avery screamed. “Imagine if the roles were switched!”
Ananya pursed her lips and then nodded. “You are right. Instead, I will give you your favorite treat which Subaja told me about.”
Avery screamed as Ananya’s left hand grabbed her. She was soon wrapped in the giant’s fingers so that only her head was sticking out from an enclosed fist.
Avery’s head turned to try to follow the giant’s right hand. Her stomach sunk as she watched her index finger run between her toes.
“W-wait! I’ll l-lick your s-soles!” Avery tried to bargain but it was too late.
Ananya lifted her index finger to Avery’s face which moved side to side in an attempt to evade the toe-jam covered surface.
Ananya effortlessly stopped Avery’s movements with her thumb and her finger soon followed.
Avery screamed and gagged as the gunk form between Ananay’s toes was rubbed onto her face. It forced itself into her nose and mouth and into her eyes.
“Hmmm. That’s good but I still think it is not clean.” Ananya spoke as she looked at Avery and then between her splayed toes.
Though she couldn’t see, Avery felt her body turned upside down.
Ananay smiled as she pushed the white woman’s head into the crevice between her big and second toe of her right foot.
Avery struggled to breathe as she was used as toe floss....
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It had been one week since the party and Avery had lived every day in a mental haze since then. Parker, meanwhile, found himself fall deeper into Subaja’s clutches.
Just 30 minutes prior he had watched the very same foot easily squash out two disobedient whites. The ease and carelessness with which Subaja committed the act made him feel so insignificant; something he had never felt until the shrinking.
Parker began to touch himself. Laughter came from above be he couldn’t stop. His eyes remained focused on the giant standing above him with her hands on her hips.
“Told you I was going to steal your man.” Subaja yelled over to Avery who was imprisoned within a mason jar.
The three were in Subaja’s room. Some of her former classmates looked on from their own prison on her nightstand.
Parker felt guilty and disgusted as he masturbated to Subaja’s giant body. His mind flashed to worshipping her ass, and then her feet, and then being rubbed into her armpit after a run.
“That’s it, little guy. Keep going...” Subaja coo’d above as she lifted her right foot above him.
Parker locked eyes with one of Subaja’s living toe rings – a tiny redhead. Her face was bruised, battered, and covered in grime. The giant toes curled and buried the face under wrinkled skin. Parker felt his pace quicken as he pictured himself in the same spot. “Oh fuck!” Parker moaned as his body shuddered and then he felt the familiar warmth upon his hand and stomach. He could feel his sweat accumulated against the collar around his neck. Its weight forced his head to the floor.
“And just like that. Chalk another one up to me.” Subaja spoke proudly. “Yeah it only took, like, 3 weeks before his dick started standing at attention at just the sound of my voice.” The girl mocked Avery.
“But don’t feel so bad. He’s not the first white guy I turned into a little bitch and he won’t be the last. Just know that he’ll never love you the same way ever again.” Subaja’s mental torture of Avery continued.
What had initially started as Subaja threatening to crush Parker had turned into a game after she realized the power she held over him. She would force him to jerk off while demeaning him as Avery watched on from within a nearby mason jar.
Avery watched from within the humid mason jar, defeated. Between Ananya placing her mark, Subaja turning her diet into refuse from her body, and seeing her husband reduced to some sort of Pavlov's dog, what little shred of human feeling she had was gone.
“C-can I eat your toe jam?” Avery spoke softly.
Subaja paused and raised an eyebrow.
“What was that?” She stepped toward the mason jar sitting on her desk.
“I w-want to b-be your b-bitch,too.” Avery choked out the words.
“And what prompted this, miss royalty?” Subaja asked sarcastically.
“I...” Avery thought back to how good she felt when she was helping run her company or all the various boards she was on. “...need worth.”
Subaja stooped down to stare eye-to-eye with Avery. “And what would that worth be?”
Avery stared at the ground in shame, “Whatever you give me...” her voice trailed off as she was forced to reference Subaja’s scolding of her weeks earlier.
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Eight days before Buddhika was to return from her long trip back to Sri Lanka, Avery’s arms and body ached but she was happy, at least she thought she was. Her mind was flooded with different feelings on a nearly hourly basis.
“Thank you for giving us the honor to clean your leather sandals, Doctor Sharma.” Avery’s chipper voice came into Ananya’s ears.
Sitting at her desk in her office, the 32 year-old smiled at the defeated woman’s voice and pushed her chair back. She was surprised to see that her old pair of leather khadau sandals looked practically brand new. The dirt imprints of her feet on the insoles were almost completely gone.
She looked down to see Parker and Avery standing proudly but obviously tired. They had been at it since 8AM and it was now almost 1PM.
“Yes. You both did good but slow. Next time maybe be...hmmm...two hours faster.” Ananya loved bursting Avery’s bubble at every chance.
“Aww of course! Stupid me!” Avery shouted aloud which earned a laugh from Ananya.
“Yes, very stupid you.” The larger woman added and continued “I should tell Subaja to train you more.”
“W-will miss still get bonus points on her midterm?” Parker asked worriedly.
Ananya couldn’t help but laugh in her mind, Subaja had told them that she was giving them to her professor for the week in hopes of raising her grade. Truth be told, she had the highest grade in the class. However, the extra ammo to mentally torture them couldn’t not be used.
“Hmmm. I’m not sure. Who is more pretty me or your wife?” She asked.
“O-of course you!” Parker shouted and Avery echoed in agreement which caused Ananya to laugh.
“Okay. 1 bonus point.” Ananya teased.
“Y-you can spit on me if it will help Miss Subaja’s grade!” Parker’s voice shouted.
Ananya laughed uproariously, “We will try.”
Parker stood on the right sandal and stared in anticipation up to Ananya who worked on a newly hawked loogie.
As she swished the saliva and mucus in her mouth, Ananya couldn’t believe she was about to spit on the man whom the woman he hated most once loved most.
The globule fell from between Ananya’s lips with barely enough time for Patrick to think. It was like being hit by a tidal wave.
To Ananya, however, it was much more amusing and a let down. The spit fell from her mouth with a small splat upon the small man. A direct hit but somewhat anticlimactic.
“Hmmm. Not good enough.” Ananya spoke.
Nervous that they were letting Subaja down, Avery quickly shouted up to her large captor, “Y-you s-should walk on us around campus.”
“A walk does sound good right now.” Ananya smiled.
Avery could barely contain herself as she watched her former rival’s left sole descend toward her. Its soft wrinkles and folds shined in the sunlight thanks to the sweat and body oil which covered the skin. The toe pads were thick and well-manicured. It soon made contact and enveloped her. It was already slightly moist from the warm room. Her face was mashed and contorted until she peeked between Ananya’s big and second toe up to her face.
As the white faces peaked up between her toes, Ananya couldn’t believe how Avery went from combative weeks prior to now asking to be used as an insole.
Though it was late October, a sudden warm spell made it a perfect 70 degrees on campus with a light lake breeze from the East.
Sandwiched between the soft leather of the sandal and Ananya’s warm sole, Avery timed her breathing to match the woman’s footsteps. She inhaled Ananya’s body odor consequently.
Shortly into their walk, Ananya enjoyed the scenery. She found it poetic that Parker and Avery were essentially forced to look at her while her eyes could take in whatever she desired.
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