“They’re sooo small...and hairy...” 

Becky and Sierra stood in silence as Reyna looked down upon them along with a new face. One of Reyna’s younger cousins was visiting from the Philippines for a month during her own university break. 

“Well, there’s really no need for them to be smooth. I can’t really feel the details of their skin when they’re touching me.” Reyna replied. “Besides, not like they’re trying to impress anybody.” 

Becky looked down at herself. Her body hair was quite overgrown. Other than a quick scissor-cut from Reyna every now and then, she and Sierra were completely neglected as far as their own TLC was concerned. Their lives were solely focused on Reyna. 

“These are the two that were mean to you?” The younger girl asked her cousin. 

Reyna noddled proudly in an affirmative. 

Becky’s right fist clenched as she hated how Reyna continued to lie about her and Sierra. The girl who made her life miserable had what seemed like the entire world cheering for how she now treated them. 

Becky watched as the new girl stooped down until her face hovered just over Sierra’s and her ‘home’- a repurposed shoe box currently on Reyna’s bed. A pair of Reyna’s old running socks served as bedding while two soda bottle caps held food and water. A third bottle cap acted as a toilet.  

“You two are very cute.” The girl spoke, her echoed within the cardboard walls. 

Becky and Sierra remained silent until Reyna spoke, “What do you say to a compliment?” she asked. 

“T-thank you, miss!” Sierra’s voice emitted from a Bluetooth speaker across the room. 

This earned a smile from the girl who rose up. 

Becky examined the new guest; she appeared a couple inches shorter than Reyna with darker skin and longer hair. Whereas Reyna wore a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses on her face, the girl only had a small nose piercing. She wore a thick sweater and blue jeans – the early October weather obviously too cold for her. 

“Alright, Isa.” Reyna addressed her cousin, “I’m sure you’d like to see some of the city?” 

Isa turned to her cousin and nodded furiously, “Can we!?” her smile beamed. 

“Absolutely. Auntie and Unc gave me some extra money to treat you while you’re visiting so let’s go get some lunch and I'll show you around.” Reyna replied, referring to the monthly allowance she received from her parents. 

Isa bounced with joy and then paused. She looked down at Becky and Sierra. 

“What about them?” She asked with genuine concern. 

Reyna pursed her lips together and blew through them. A fart-like sound came out. “Eh, don’t worry about them. I fed them earlier; they’ll be good until we come back.” 

Becky’s stomach grumbled, though it was true Reyna had fed them earlier, it was at 7AM when she woke up to go to the gym before picking up Isa from the airport. It was now near 11:30AM. 

“Okay!” Isa replied happily. 

Becky watched as Reyna reached down and flipped the shoe box closed. She wasn’t sure which was worse, being used as a slave or kept around like a house pet and often ignored. She sat down in the darkness and sighed... 

As they walked down the street near Reyna’s apartment in Gramercy Park, Isa and Reyna caught-up with one another.  

Isa was getting ready to graduate from her university in Manila with a degree in pre-med and was going to go UCLA for medical school. One benefit of the new world was that traditionally hard to get into universities were now tripping for applicants from around the world. 

“So you don’t have any whites of your own?” Reyna asked as she bit into a double-cheeseburger, grease smeared on her lips. 

Isa shook her head as she bit from her own burger, “Nuh. Nanay and Tatay will not allow them in the house. They still fear that they are contagious.” 

“Oh god. I forgot how superstitious they were. They do know it’s been almost 5 years since the virus spread, right? And nobody other than whites have shrunk.” Reyna shook her head as she dipped some fries into a small pool of ketchup. 

Isa took a sip from her milkshake and nodded in response to Reyna’s question. 

“Well. I know it’s not technically ‘legal’, but how would you feel if we stopped by a few places?” Reyna raised her eyebrow mischievously. 

Isa’s eyes grew wide and beamed with excitement...  

“They are all so cute!” Isa’s voice was high pitched as she zoomed around the ‘shop’ located in the back of unassuming shoe store in Brooklyn. A mix of hamster cages and fish tanks held multi-dozens of tiny people sorted by size from around 1-inch tall to up-to 10-inches tall.  

Reyna stood with her arms crossed next to the store owner, a friend she had met at a party.  

“She always this way?” The store owner, a black woman, asked Reyna with smirk. 

“I’m not sure, Liza. It’s been 5 years since we last saw each other.” Reyna replied. 

Both watched in silence as Isa made her picks... 

“I didn’t know you were into gingers.” Reyna spoke to Isa as they stood next to one another on the subway train. 

Isa didn’t reply, instead she was enraptured with her newly acquired prizes. Two small red-headed men were held carefully in her right fist. Their small heads just barely poked out into the open. Their long hair and thick beards made them appear older – Liza confirmed for Isa that they were in their mid-20s. 

Reyna watched as Isa lifted the men up to her eyes and inspected them closely. She could see the fear on their tiny faces... 

“Oh what a day. What a day.” Reyna’s voice thundered as she walked into her apartment.  
 
Sierra and Becky waited with bated breath. The sound of shoes being kicked-off one-by-one could be heard down the hall. Reyna and Isa’s rythmic footsteps soon followed. The ‘roof’ of their home was lifted, and they were blinded by the light from Reyna’s bedroom windows. 
 
“Did you two miss me?”  
 
Sierra and Becky looked up at Reyna as she stood over them. Her hands on her hips, her lips wore the near ever-present smirk. Her black hair was tied into a ponytail. Her skin bore a healthy tan. The waning afternoon light coming in through her bedroom window reflected off her in a way that made her appear glowing. 

Isa stood beside her with a wide smile and arms full of shopping bags. Reyna had apparently spoiled her younger cousin. 

“You can put...what did you call them again?” Reyna turned to Isa 

“Pula and Kahel.” Isa replied proudly. 

Reyna rolled her eyes at the basic names, “Well, feel free to put them in with those two for now.” Reyna motioned her head toward Sierra and Becky. 

Isa nodded and placed down her shopping bags.  

Becky watched as Isa stepped close to the shoebox and rummaged inside her pockets. She eventually found what she was looking for and removed her right hand from her jeans. Her hand then descended – two men were soon deposited on the floor of the shoe box as Isa’s hand rose back into the sky. 

Becky could feel herself instantly grow flush as the men stood. Pula and Kahel were easily twice she and Sierra’s heights. Their bodies were still somehow fit as well. She watched as the two stood up and moaned. 

“Fuckin Christ that was a ride.” One of the men spoke in an Aussie accent. 

“I didn’t have any fucking fun having your wanker pressed against me in that pocket.” The other man replied mirroring the other. 

Becky realized they were twins and felt herself grow warmer. She and Sierra rushed over to their guests. 

“Uh-uh Welcome.” Becky blurted out to the men who looked at her with raised eyebrows. 

“Thanks?” One of them replied. 

Becky couldn’t help but notice his dick hanging almost at the same height as her face. 

“M-my name’s Becky.” She blurted. 

Suddenly laughter from above. 

Reyna couldn’t help but laugh as she listened to Becky try to talk to her new guests. Becky’s Vox Albus communicated her voice across the room. 

“Damn, Gunderson, I forgot how much of an awkward dweeb you are. Don’t get any funny ideas. This is strictly a no-touching house. I don’t want to be a grandma at such a young age.” Reyna teased. 

With Reyna’s words, Becky looked up at the ‘towering’ man and then looked away in embarrassment as she quickly resigned herself to a corner. 

“Much better.” Reyna spoke and then turned to Isa, “Well, how about we get cleaned-up and then go out to dinner?” She asked. “And when we come back, I can teach you how to train these two.” 

Isa, once again giddy, eagerly agreed. 

Reyna reached down and closed the shoebox once again. The four tiny people were cast into near complete darkness. A small hole on one end of the box let in just enough light for them to not be completely blind. 

“Fucking rude cunt, right?” One of the men spoke to Becky. 

Becky nodded. 

“Right-o. What’s your name?” He asked. 

“B-becky.” Becky answered in her lowest voice to try to avoid catching Reyna’s attention. 

“Nice to meet ya Becky, the name’s Milo.” He walked over and extended a hand down to the cowering girl.  

Becky rose from her feet and extended her hand to the man around twice her size. He took her hand in his and smiled as they shook hands. 

“Fella over there is my brother, Lyle.” He motioned his thumb toward his twin. 

“Hey-o.” Lyle waved. 

“Nice to meet you.” Becky continued to whisper, “That’s Sierra.” she pointed to her friend standing in awe on the opposite side of the small enclosure. 

Sierra smiled and waved but stepped no closer. 

“Take it you were plucked from a shop as well?” Milo asked. 

“Uh. Not exactly.” Becky replied and then explained she and Sierra’s relationship with Reyna. 

“Fucking hell.” Milo replied. “That’s a fate worse than death. I may have been bought off the shelf like today’s treat but at least it’s not my mortal enemy...” his voice trailed off. He was about to speak again but was interrupted as their world moved. Becky screamed as she slid across the floor of the box and into a wall. Milo and Lyle’s bodies soon joined her. 

“...it feels great and would be a good way to get them obedient right off the bat.” Reyna was finishing up something she was telling her cousin and opened the shoebox lid completely ignoring the piled-up bodies. 

“It won’t kill them or anything?” Isa asked suspiciously. 

“I mean. It could. These two are kind of in the danger zone.” Reyna looked at Milo and Lyle, “But from first-hand experience it also feels much better when they’re larger. And besides. If they die, I’ll buy you some new ones.”  

Isa stared at her newly acquired whites and chewed her lip in thought, “Okay. It’ll help me break-in these loafers as well.” 

“Great!” Reyna smiled. 

Sierra and Becky watched as their new ‘housemates’ were plucked from the tank by Reyna and then handed over to Isa who walked out of sight. 

Isa sat on the edge of Reyna’s bed. She looked at the 8-inch tall men in her hand and then crossed her right leg over her left. Her bare right foot wiggled and toes splayed. With some mental measuring she guessed her feet were just an inch and a half longer than the men were tall. It would be a near perfect fit. 

Reyna observed her cousin. She admired the girl’s fashion choices. Isa wore a pair of ‘milk-tea’ coloured wide-legged trousers and a Rose cable-knit sweater. A pair of brown loafers sat beside her on the bed. 

“Now what?” She asked Reyna. 

“Just put them in the loafers.” Reyna directed. 

Unsure of herself, Isa lifted the first loafer and dropped one man within. She placed it to the side and repeated the act with the remain shoe and man. She looked at Reyna who nodded in approval. 

Milo was assaulted by the smell of fresh leather. A leather insole padded his landing, but it was still rough. 

“Aw Crikey.” He rose to his feet just in time to see Isa drop his brother into the shoe. He was able just to peak out the top of the loafer and briefly considered if it would be possible to pull himself out and escape. His thoughts were interrupted, however, as Isa’s hand picked up the shoe. This sent Milo tumbling toward the toe-box. 

With the loafers now on the ground, Isa braced herself. Of course she had attended many Puti Spas back home but having a white as her own and in her own shoe was a new experience. She could just imagine accidentally popping them like grapes. 

“Don’t look so worried.” Reyna’s voice assured her. “They’ll know what to do to not die.” 

With her cousin’s words, Isa moved her right foot into the right loafer. 

Milo groaned as he got his bearings. He looked toward the opening of the shoe, light pouring in. He began crawling from the toe-box but noticed the light fading. Five large toes soon wriggled through the opening. 

“Aw fuck.” The tiny man cursed as the toes soon overtook him. 

Isa gasped and then settled in as she felt the tiny body trapped between her sole and the insole. It was almost like having a pliable rock under her toes. She could feel the body move as her toes got into place. It was if the body was molding to her foot. 

Milo screamed and cursed as the giant foot pressed him into the insole. The heat and humidity within the leather prison instantly shot up. As the foot settled, Milo maneuvered his body to give him the most room. He found himself lying on his back. His face rested just under second and middle toes while his torso nestled into the arch. He stymied his breathing as his face pressed into the moist flesh. 

Isa eyes went wide with wonder. 

“Perfect fit, right?” Reyna asked with a knowing smile. 

“It’s like he knew exactly where to go.” Isa replied surprised. 

“Self-preservation is a hell of a thing.” Reyna replied. 

Isa repeated the process with her left foot and stood up.  

“Well. How do they fit?” Reyna asked as her cousin took a few test strides around the room. 

“Amazing. When I step forward, I can feel their heads under my toes. It’s like a miniature massage.” Isa replied in wonder. 

“Glad you like it. Ready to go grab some drinks and dinner?” Reyna asked. 

Isa gave two thumbs up which got a laugh from Reyna. 

“Ready for a night out, girls?” Reyna looked down at Sierra and Becky in the shoe box. Before they could reply, she snatched them with her hand. 

Milo screamed in agony as each footfall flattened his body. Each time he thought he would pop only to be granted reprieve as the next step came. He struggled to breathe as, along with the pressure, the heat and humidity increased around him. Eventually there was peace. 

Isa took her seat at a small table. Reyna soon joined her. They sat overlooking the Hudson River at one of Reyna’s favorite bars, “The Gavel” which was frequented by law students and lawyers. Isa crossed her right leg over her left. She flexed her foot and let the loafer dangle from her heel as she bobbed her leg while looking through the cocktail list. 

Milo nearly cried as the fresh air came pouring in. Though his face was gripped by the large toes, he was thankful to be able to breathe more easily. He also listened to the muffled sounds of the bar. 

Reyna reached into her courdaroy jacket and pulled out Sierra and Becky. She unceremoniously placed them on the table. An earbud in her left ear allowed her to listen to them. 

Becky groaned as she landed on the rough wood surface of the table. She always hated places like this which used distressed furniture. She felt like Reyna knew this. As she came to her senses, she felt very naked (though she was) and powerless. She hated to admit it, but she felt more comfortable with Reyna’s presence nearby. She looked up at Reyna and Isa who ignored her and Sierra and then glanced around the bar. The sheer size of the people and the furniture was mind-numbing. She drew her knees into her chest and sat quietly under the fake candle illuminating the table. 

As she enjoyed Becky’s small breakdown from the corner of her eyes, Reyna turned her full attention to her cousin. 

“So you were saying earlier that your parents and sister may move here?” Reyna asked. 

“Yeah. They’re thinking about it; obviously the virus didn’t do too much to help housing shortages back home but over here there’s so much new room and the government is practically begging people to immigrate. They were thinking it would be a nice restart.” Isa replied as she continued to bob her foot. 

“Makes sense. I’m sure my mom would love to have her sister closer than 14-hour flight away.” Reyna added. 

“Of course!” Isa smiled. 

The two were then joined by their waitress. 

“Good evening, ladies.” The waitress spoke with a smile. “My name is Josie and I’ll be helping you tonight. What can I get you to start?” She asked. 

Becky looked up Josie with awe. She was a tall black woman, probably close to six foot. She was dressed in a white button-up shirt and black tie with black slacks. If Becky had to guess , Josie was probably near her 40s. Becky couldn’t help but notice a small white man wrapped around her right thumb. 

“We’re just going to start with Cocktails for now.” Reyna smiled and then looked down at the menu, “I’ll have the Apple-Cask Bourbon Sour please.”  

“And for you?” Josie asked Isa. 

“A Tequila sunrise, please?” Isa asked. 

“Of course!” Josie replied happily. 

“And anything for them?” She asked with a raised eyebrow and looked down at Sierra and Becky. 

“Oh. I had forgotten all about them.” Reyna replied. “Nothing for them.” 

“Wonderful. I’ll be back with your drinks.” Josie replied and walked away. 

As she watched the giant woman walk away, Becky couldn’t help but imagine herself shoved into Josie's back pocket. She shook her head to clear the thought.  

Reyna and Isa continued their conversation above. Becky looked around the bar and sighed. She tried to remember the last time she was at a restaurant – it had to have been for her birthday just weeks prior to shrinking. Her stomach grumbled as a waiter walked past with a plate of food. 

“So I guess if you want to tomorrow, we could get Pula and Kahel fitted for Vox’s?” Reyna asked her cousin. 

“Oh, that would be great! I would love to hear their cute voices.” Isa answered giddily.  

Josie returned with the girls’ drinks and carefully set them on the table. Becky smacked her lips as she looked at the caramel coloured liquid within Reyna’s glass.  

“Want to try some, Gunderson?” Reyna’s voice came from above. 

Becky felt herself blush at Reyna having noticed her and looked up at the larger girl whose glasses reflected back the LED Candlelight. 

“I-f, if you would allow it, madame...” Becky felt her stomach churn as she spoke. She did her best to avoid debasing herself by speaking as much as she could, but she didn’t want to pass up this opportunity. 

“I will allow it.” Reyna smirked. 

Sierra, Becky, and Isa watched as Reyna sealed the end of her drink’s stirring straw and lifted it into the air. Becky’s heart rate increased as the straw soon hovered next to her face.  

“Go ahead. Get your fill.” Reyna ordered. 

Not wanting to miss out, Sierra lined up next to Becky.  

Reyna smirked with satisfaction as Becky wrapped her mouth around the end of the straw like it was a giant cock and sucked.  

“Good girl. Get your fill.” She coo’d 

At her size and on an empty stomach, the alcohol’s effects were near instant. Becky stepped from the straw after 10 seconds of drinking – her body felt instantly lighter. She looked up at Reyna and felt different. 

“You’re next, shrimp.” Reyna commanded.  

Sierra followed suit. 

“Look at these two little lushes.” Reyna teased as she returned the straw to her drink and her attention back toward her cousin. 

“They’re so obedient.” Isa replied with some jealousy in her voice. 

“Oh don’t worry. Yours will get there. I’m sure after tonight, they’ll be putty in your hands or...maybe literal putty.” Reyna made a face which caused Isa to check with her toes that the men were still in one-piece under her feet; it felt like they were. 

The rest of the night was a blur for Becky. Tastes from two more cocktails found her and Sierra hammered.  

“What a little light weight.” Reyna laughed and then turned to Isa, “You know she begged me not to leave when I told her I was going to law school.” Reyna spoke with satisfaction. “It was if she couldn’t get enough of me.” 

Unaware of Reyna’s words, Becky struggled to stay awake. 

“When this all started, she did her best to avoid and ignore me, but now look at her, she’s sipping from my drink like a cat.” Reyna reached down and poked Becky’s bare breasts with her fingers. This caused the smaller woman to tumble over onto the table passed out. 

Isa and Reyna laughed at the passed-out Becky. 

“I know you’re probably getting tired as well. Want to head home? Maybe grab a slice on the way back?” Reyna asked her cousin.  

Isa nodded eagerly at getting to experience another New York staple... 

Still tipsy, Isa and Reyna stumbled back to Reyna’s apartment. Reyna couldn’t help but laugh at Isa’s attempts at eating the oversized floppy cheese pizza in her hand. She watched as her cousin chased the Cheese dangling from her slice and maneuvered her head at every angle.  

“Good thing you’er moving to California. I think you would be chased out of town trying to eat pizza however that is.” Reyna joked. 

Isa doubled-over in drunken laughter. 

With Sierra and Becky in her jacket pocket and Milo and Lyle under Isa’s feet – the two cousins enjoyed the rest of their walk home... 

“Gundersonnnnn. Gundersonnn. GUNDERSON!”  

Becky shot awake at the sound of Reyna’s voice. Her head pounded and body ached. She sat groggily getting her bearings and then adrenaline filled her as she remembered the prior night. She looked up to see Reyna standing above in a sports bra. Her body was covered in sweat. 

“You had quite the night last night and look a little hungover. I figured you could use your electrolytes replenished.” She winked. 

Without the chance to respond, Becky screamed as Reyna’s left hand reached down and grabbed her. 

Reyna watched herself in the mirror as she rubbed Becky’s face into her right armpit. “Lick up. You’ll need it for a long day today.” 

Becky screamed as Reyna’s armpit was like a sponge. With each press of her face into the skin, sweat seeped out. The smell and salt-heavy liquid assault her eventually finding its way into her mouth. Becky felt betrayed by her body as  her mouth soon began to actively suck the sweat from Reyna’s skin. 

Reyna repeated the act with Sierra, returned them to the shoebox, and then went to shower. 

In the living room, Isa awoke on Reyna’s couch. Dressed in a yellow tank and grey sweatpants she stretched awake. As she smacked her lips, she took in where she was after having been up for nearly 24 hours thanks to the time difference; she sat up excitedly as she remembered her loafers.  

Isa eagerly picked up one loafer to see Kahel passed-out on the insole. She couldn’t help but think he looked cute. She then picked up to the other to look for Pula but it was empty. Her heart instantly jumped. 

Milo had awoken 3 hours prior. 2 Hours before Reyna went to work out. His first thought was to escape. He wasn’t sure where, but he knew he couldn’t handle another night like the one prior. He figured he was better off fighting Rats and Roaches to survive. He pulled himself from the footwear and ran. 

Reyna hummed to herself as she washed her hair. Her mind was blissfully empty until a banging from her bathroom door caused her to jump.  

“Jesus Christ! What!?” She yelled. 

“Reyna! Pula is missing!” Isa’s voice yelled from the other side. 

“What?” She yelled back. 

“He was not in my shoe this morning!” Isa yelled, obviously upset. 

Reyna sighed, “One second. I’ll be right out.” 

Isa paced within Reyna’s room as she awaited her cousin to exit the bathroom. The door soon opened with a wall of steam. 

Reyna stood quickly dressed in a pair of gym shorts and an old sweater. 

“They never learn do they?” Reyna asked aloud. “After those two attempted a couple escape attempts, I set up some traps. We’ll see if he’s caught in one.” Reyna sighed. “Follow me.” 

Milo felt like an idiot. Trapped within a clear Tupperware container, he sat with his thoughts. It had been nearly 2 and half hours since he tried his escape attempt. He thought he had struck gold by finding a stray Cheese Puff a desk. When he attempted to grab it, he found himself trapped. He felt the world thunder around him. 

“If he’s like those two, this one always works.” Reyna spoke to Isa as they stood by her computer desk. Reyna stooped down and laughed. “Yep. He’s there.” 

“Oh great!” Isa shouted. 

Milo’s heart sank as the two gigantic pairs of feet could be seen through his prison. He watched as Reyna squatted down and smiled at him. She lifted the Tupperware and picked him up. 

“Very bad!” Isa scolded the fully-grown man in her hand as if he were a dog. “We need more training.” She frowned. 

“Agreed.” Reyna added. “How about you shower and then we’ll got get him and Kahel fitted for Vox’s.”  

Isa nodded... 

Reyna and Isa walked into the Vox Albus store. It was filled with people buying collars and other devices made by the company which had exploded in popularity. Reyna led her cousin to an employee who scheduled them for a collar fitting. The two browsed in the meantime. 

Reyna browsed the watches, collars, speakers, and phones. As she walked around the store, she passed briefly by a woman getting a fitting done. She and the store worker spoke Spanish to one another. 

“Y...Vamos!” The store tech spoke proudly as a nearby speaker began playing the voice of a small man in the woman’s hand. 

“Please! You have to help me! She’s a cleaning lady and kidnapped me from my office four years ago. I can’t go another day being used as a dil-!” The store associate blushed as he quickly turned down the speaker. 

Isa, meanwhile, walked past an ad of smiling white faces with collars on their necks. It read “A voice for the voiceless!”.  

Soon, it was time for Pula and Kahel to be fitted for their collars. 

“Good morning!” A cheery girl greeted Reyna and Isa. Her nametag read “Pritkha”. 

“Morning!” Reyna replied chipperly. “My cousin here needs to collars fitted.”  

“Of course. If you would present the two little ones, we’ll get started.” Pritkha smiled. 

Reyna and Pritkha watched as Isa removed her shoes – this time plain white sneakers – and dumped Milo and Lyle upon the pristine black table.  

“Awesome, thanks!” Pritkha replied and pulled a tool-kit from under the table on her side.  

Reyna and Isa watched silently as Pritkha reached for Milo and then placed a device around his neck.  

“Large.” Pritkha took a note down. “What color?” She asked. 

“Ummm. Red!” Isa answered excitedly.  

“Great choice.” Pritkha noted down. 

“Will they shock?” Isa asked. 

Pritkha shook her head, “No but it is an optional upgrade. Speaking from personal experience, my ex wears one because he’s still having time adjusting to giving my new boyfriend and I foot rubs on movie nights.” She shook her wrist to show her aformentioned ex wrapped around it. 

“Let’s do it, please.” Isa asked. 

“Absolutely.” Pritkha smiled broadly.  

An hour and a half later, Milo and Lyle stood with their collars on and paired to a new pair of earbuds for Isa. 

“Hello.” Isa spoke down to the men who stood apprehensively and silent. 

“Hello.” She spoke again. Still no reply. “How do I shock?” She asked.  

“All. Five taps on either earbud. Or you could use the widget if you downloaded the app.” Pritkha answered. 

Isa reached up and tapped her right ear five times. Pula and Kahel both screamed in pain and fell to their knees. 

“It’s not that bad, they’ll get used to it.” Pritkha reassured Isa who looked a bit scared at the reaction. 

Isa nodded and then spoke, “Hello. I am Isa. Very nice to talk with you.”  

Milo quickly replied, “I...I’m Milo...” but then shocked 

“Your name is Pula.” Isa corrected. 

All eyes were then focused on Lyle, “I’m...uh...Kahel...” He spoke and braced for a shock but none came. 

“Good boy.” Isa smiled. 

Thirty minutes later, Reyna and Isa left toward Reyna’s apartment. As they left, another connected speaker was heard, “She makes me lick her ass!”... 

Back in Reyna’s apartment, Isa and Reyna sat side by side on the living room couch. Their bare feet were propped on the living room coffee table. Each girl held a tea cup in hand and sipped. 

Becky and Sierra stood with Milo and Lyle in the shadows of the two pairs of feet. Becky looked at Milo and Lyle’s collars of which she was slightly jealous – she still had a gen 1 model which was clunkier and plain white. She looked up at Reyna’s size 10s and then Isa’s feet – most likely a size 8. 

“So the first thing to know when training is to ensure they know that every minute not spent in a cage or elsewhere is a privilege.” Reyna instructed Isa. “Isn’t that right, Gunderson?” 

Snapped from her thoughts, Becky knew to quickly reply to Reyna. 

“Yes, Madame!” she barked. 

“See. So obedient.” Reyna smiled. “How about you show Isa how good you are.” 

“Certainly, Madame.” Becky replied. 

“So, this should show you what those two should be doing for you. Go ahead and lower your feet a little so she can reach.” Reyna continued to guide Isa. 

Becky approached Isa’s feet and sighed, she could see sock lint already accumulated between the toes and under the toenails. She looked at Reyna who motioned for her to continue. 

“May I please clean your feet, Madame?” Becky choked out the words. 

Isa chuckled at the formality, “You may.” She answered. 

“Thank you.” Becky answered back. 

Isa and Reyna watched as Becky carefully pulled lint pieces from the toes and then began using her mouth. She leaned back in pleasure. 

Reyna watched as Becky slobbered all over her cousin’s foot. She squeezed her legs together at the thought that everything Becky was doing was because she wanted her to be that way. Becky’s entire life was at her mercy. She sipped her tea in satisfaction. 

An hour later, Pula and Kahel were up to bat on Reyna’s peds. 

“Alright you little runts, get to work. I want between my toes and nails to be spotless. Chew off any calluses as well.” She turned to Isa, “You have to let them know what your expectations are for their sake. I can’t tell you how many times I came close to turning Gunderson and Shrimp into paste for not listening.” 

Becky gulped at the thought of Reyna snuffing her out like nothing. 

Milo and Lyle approached Reyna’s large feet tepidly. 

“Can you do a shock for me, Isa?” Reyna asked. 

The men writhed in pain, “Pick it up, fellas.” Reyna rolled her eyes. 

Two hours later, they completed. 

“Eh. I’ve had better, but they’ll improve.” Reyna rose up from her seat and took her empty tea cup. “I’m gonna take these two and go get ready for tonight.” Reyna yawned and grabbed Becky and Sierra from the table as she left Isa to shocking Pula and Kahel. 

Reyna shut her bedroom door and quickly stripped herself from her sweatpants. Her panties were moist from the thoughts she had while watching Becky. 

“Um...may I ask a question?” Becky asked timidly into Reyna’s ear. 

“You may.” Reyna sat upon her bed and looked down at her palm which Becky and Sierra lay prone on. 

“D-did you really a-almost end us?” Becky asked. 

Reyna smirked, “Of course. On more than one occasion I thought how easy it would be to end you with just my big toe, or maybe sitting on you, or even eating you.” Reyna let her breath wash over her two pets. “Do you know how intoxicating this is? To have you two live your lives because I allow it and to live it how I direct it? I mean, it’s the ultimate way of showing yourselves as losers.” Reyna continued to speak without any sarcasm. 

Becky was transported back to college, Reyna trapping her in a doorway and not letting her pass unless she kissed her shoes. Becky remembered complying. 

“And all this really makes a woman horny. I don’t know why I’m just thinking of doing this now, but I love this for us.” Reyna laughed as she clenched her fist around the smaller girls once again. 

Becky and Sierra screamed as they were dumped from Reyna’s hand onto her bed. They looked around and realized they were surrounded by her bare thighs. They then looked to see her titanic pussy awaiting them; ironically freshly shaven thanks to them. 

“Four inches ain’t much, but we’ll make due.” Reyna teased. 

Becky and Sierra were soon drenched in lube and powerless against Reyna’s strong hands.  

Reyna watched as her hands worked. As she felt sweat soak into her bed, she looked down to briefly catch Becky’s eyes wide in terror. This got her where she needed... 

Reyna stood above Becky and Sierra and dressed after showering. She forced them to remain in the various number of fluids they were subjected to. 

“Which shoes do you want to be walked on in?” Reyna asked as she held up a pair of Heel Clogs and Ballet Flats. 

Still traumatized from being raped by the giantess, Becky quickly spoke, “H-h-heel clogs, p-please...” 

Becky fought back tears as Reyna’s sole descended upon her. Its wrinkles and weight began sealing her against the clog’s insole, she quickly shouted. 

“I’m a loser!” 

This caused Reyna to pull her foot back and lean down to look at Becky. “What was that?” She asked. 

“There. I said it. I’m a loser!” Becky yelled as if she won some sort of battle. 

Reyna rolled her eyes, “Oh Gunderson. You’re not a loser. You’re MY loser.” She winked and then covered the tiny woman, muffling her cries.  

That evening, Reyna took Isa around more sights and shopping. 

“How are Pula and Kahel doing?” Reyna asked her cousin. 

“Very good. Pula learned that I like my arch nibbled.” Isa replied proudly as if she had trained a puppy with a new trick. 

This got a smile from Reyna. 

The two entered a shopping center and browsed around. A Halloween display with a gathered crowd caught their attention. A small circus with a bunch of whites dressed as clowns was on display. They were doing various tricks. A sign on the circus tent read, “We don’t clown around, come on down!” It was an advertisement for spa.  

As they continued to walk, a store caught their eyes. “Oooh. Let’s go in here” Reyna led her cousin. 

Becky couldn’t believe this. The Vox Albus around her neck was one thing but this was ridiculous. She felt so humiliated with the gathered eyes. 

“This is so cute. It’s like she’s my foot’s little dog.” Reyna spoke. A gold anklet around her right ankle had a 3 inch long chain clasped to Becky’s collar. 

Becky turned to look at the anklet but found herself staring at Reyna’s foot. She couldn’t help but admire the smoothness of the skin and the way the skin tone slightly changed from to heel. It also displayed strength.  

“What do you think, Gunderson? Would you like this?” Reyna teased, already knowing the answer as no. 

“Y-yes, Madame.” Becky lied into Reyna’s ear. 

Milo and Lyle, meanwhile, found themselves humiliated. Each were chained to one of Isa’s ankles. They were used to being demeaned but that was while they were in the store. In public it was a different feeling. At least he wasn’t in her shoes at the moment. 

Milo remembered when he played minor league basketball – it was the reason he and his brother came to New York. They could’ve taken Isa with their arms behind their backs. Currently, however, she could take them with her pinky toes. 

Isa giggled as she walked which yanked the chains connected to the two men and forced them to move. 

After trying different chains and settings, Reyna and Isa had their fun and left the store empty handed... 

“Alrighty. Today was cardio. Soooo...” Reyna looked down at Becky and Sierra expectantly as they stood in front of her bare feet. 

Becky sighed and took the hint, “May we please clean your feet?” She asked 

Reyna shook her head, “No. Worship. If you’re a loser, than I’m a goddess.”  

Becky remained silent. 

“I mean. If you want, I can just mix your guts with my sweat and toe jam.” Reyna lifted her foot threatening over Becky. 

“May we worship your feet!?” Sierra screamed. 

“You may, shrimp. Gunderson?” Reyna lifted an eyebrow. 

Becky, resigned to her wording, spoke, “May I worship your feet?”  

Reyna smiled, “You may. But be warned, I do not like your attitude. You should be thankful for every minute you’re under my thumb.” She scolded. 

“I...I am...” Becky replied. 

“Oh yeah?” Reyna asked with a curious smirk. 

“I mean. Not to do this, but you just exude confidence. Maybe that’s why you were so able to easily bully me.” Becky looked up at Reyna, “You’re so fit up there, you know how many times I’ve felt safe even when you were making my life a living hell? Remember that time you made me kiss your shoes?” Becky spoke. 

“How could I forget.” Reyna felt herself grow warm from Becky’s monologue. “Have you been getting off from this?” Reyna curled her toes. 

“Oh god, no.” Becky replied which seemed to please Reyna even more than her saying yes. “I guess what I’m trying to say is maybe the universe was right all along. You’re a goddess. I’m a loser and this is where I belong.” Becky voice was morose. 

Reyna paused and threw her head back and laughed, “Oh you bet your fucking ass it is. You’ll always be eating my toe jam or under my feet. Smelling my pits or being my little dildo. It makes me happy that you realize this and also hate it so much. I hope you didn’t think that would make me go easy on you in the future. Now get licking.” Reyna commanded. 

“Yes...madame.” Becky replied. 

Milo and Lyle had come to their own realizations. There was going to be no escaping Isa and with Reyna helping her, there would be no peace either.  

“Would miss like another nibble?” Milo asked up at the giant girl as she played on her phone. 

Isa peaked up from behind her device and down to the red headed man at her right foot. “Yes!” She screamed and then snapped a picture... 

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"How you doing down there? Feeling safe by my big ole feet?” Reyna debased Becky. She had managed to squeeze even more humiliation from Becky’s admittance than she could hope.  

Becky, further defeated despite her best efforts to reach through to Reyna, looked up at the dirt covered sole of her bully, captor, and owner. Reyna had purposely walked barefoot in the park earlier to ‘give Becky some substance to lick’. She noticed eyes of nearby tables on her in response to Reyna’s question and looked to the ground to avoid the stares.  

Reyna and Isa sat in Reyna’s favorite coffee shop, “Bean There Done Dat” and sipped on afternoon teas. The two were enjoying their final day together before Isa left for Manila the next day. Reyna was happy for her cousin who would be starting bigger and better things and she would be taking Pula and Kahel back with her. They were also able to convince her parents to move to the U.S. with her. 

“Maybe next time you come to visit, we can go to a legal shop. There’s a vote next week to make sales of ‘unhoused’ whites legal in New York. Although California already passed it.” Reyna spoke to Isa. 

“Then maybe you should visit me next time.” Isa grinned at her older cousin. 

“Um...maybe...” Becky began to speak but was thrown to the grown as her collar gave her a shock. 

Reyna looked up from her phone and moved her foot to side to observe Becky on her hands and knees. “I’m really glad you convinced me to update to the Gen 4 collars. They definitely add a certain panache.” She grinned at her cousin. She then followed with “I think that sounds great. I’m always down for L.A.”  

“Anybody lose a white!?” A barista yelled from behind the counter as they held up their left hand. A small figure danged from their fingers.  

“Ugh! There he is.” A woman of Indian or Pakistani descent stood up and walked over to the barista and showed her phone to prove ownership. She then walked back to her table angrily, “I am keeping you in my back pocket this time.” she scolded. 

Reyna knocked back her tea and stood up to stretch.  

Becky looked in disgust as her bare feet stood on the dirty coffee shop linoleum.  

Reyna looked down at Becky. “How do I look down there? Still like a goddess?” she teased. 

Becky craned her neck. She followed Reyna’s toned yoga pant covered legs up to her torso which was dressed in a grey “Columbia Law” hoodie. Her hair was pulled into a loose ponytail and her familiar large framed glasses rested on her nose. 

“Y-yes!” Sierra’s voice piped up. 

Reyna rolled her eyes, “You’re such a kiss-ass, Shrimp...and I’m not talking about last night.” 

“Get in the Birkenstocks, ladies. Also, I think I just stepped in some spilled syrup or something, so if you two could take care of that for me.” 

Becky watched as the dirt covered sole came in for landing... 

In Reyna’s apartment, the two girls spent the rest of the evening settled in as a rain storm had come through. The pitter patter of the drops against the windows set a chill mood as Reyna and Isa shared a bag of salt and vinegar chips while watching various reality shows. Reyna didn’t even acknowledge Sierra or Becky. 

Becky had set to tackling the stickiness. Whatever the substance was, it was stuck to the ball and heel of Reyna’s left foot. It was sickeningly sweet. Tears welled in Becky’s eyes as she fought back gags knowing where Reyna had walked that day. 

After two hours, Reyna threw her arms above her head and stretched. She pulled her feet from the table and noticed Becky and Sierra, their faces and other areas covered in dirt, sweat, and their own saliva.  

Reyna smiled, “This takes me back to when I used to come into the Salon. You two always put your back into your work. Good job. Welp. I gotta go piss so brb.” She gave a sarcastic thumbs up and walked away to bathroom. 

Isa looked at them and smiled, “You two are very good. You are making up for all the bullying you did to my cousin. It is good to see.” 

“SHE WAS OUR BULLY!” Becky screamed. “She has only existed to make my life miserable! Why can’t you people see this!?” 

Reyna came back into the room after a few minutes with a large smile on her face. Becky’s face dropped as she realized her outburst was transmitted right to Reyna’s earbuds. Reyna took her seat and smiled and wagged her finger at Becky. Reyna placed her hands behind her head and leaned back – her soles once more presented to Becky and Sierra. 

“Let’s get back to T.V....or I guess T.Feet for you two...” Reyna laughed at her own joke... 

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The next day, Reyna saw Isa off for an early flight. There were tears and hugs but the two were happy to have spent so much time together. There was some laughter as Isa struggled with Milo and Lyle in her shoes through security and then she was gone... 

Back home, Reyna lay on her couch and scrolled through her phone. 

“I’m definitely voting next week. This new law is pretty cool.” Reyna spoke as Sierra and Becky rubbed menthol oil into her thighs after her morning leg workout. 

“So not only does it allow the sale of whites but it opens the door for ownership registration.” she lowered her phone and looked at Becky who was on her hands and knees to work the muscle, “I would be able to register you both as mine. Wouldn’t that be so cool? You both would have electronic chips that would say ‘Property of Reyna Santos’ if scanned.” 

Becky shuddered at the thought of forever being marked as Reyna’s property.  

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“Well girls, you know what day it is? December 1st! The official day the W.H.I.T.E. law goes into effect! And you know what that means? Ya girl got an appointment first thing to get you both registered. You’ll be insured and everything so that if something happens to you, I won’t be alone for too long.” Reyna winked. 

The insertion of the chip was painless, but Becky openly sobbed as she looked up at the screen. It flashed her details after the test scan: 

FIRST: REBECCA 
LAST: GUNDERSON 
D.O.B: 12/02/2... 
REGISTERED CARETAKER: SANTOS, REYNA 
PHONE: 555-1988 
ADDRESS:… 

Becky knew at this point there was no hope. Whereas before, she felt more like a kidnapping victim, she now felt like the world had pushed her to the bottom. Reyna now, literally, owned her and there was nothing she could do. It didn’t matter if she was able to convince others of their true past, in the end she would always be Reyna’s. 

Reyna placed the sobbing Becky into her boot. Her wool sock covered foot followed suit. She walked from the registration office and smiled as a line had formed around the block. Others like here were claiming their prizes.  

…. 

Becky sat silently as Reyna and her family exchanged gifts. They had done last years Christmas as Reyna’s “Friends” this year, however was different, they were being called Reyna’s pets. The way Reyna and her family so openly acknowledged the new dynamic made Becky feel further insignificant. 

“Aw, mom. You didn’t have to.” Reyna commented on her latest gift. Becky turned to look and her stomach fell. 

“Well, after you told me about them, I had to look it up and they are gorgeous.” The elder Santos woman commented as she sipped from her cup of coffee. 

Reyna held the familiar anklet with accompanying chain in the sunlight. Its rose gold colour shined splendidly in the light. 

“Besides. You can return the favour once Colorado passes its law next year. I’ve been itching to have your sister’s ex registered after he cheated on her. He needs to learn nobody hurts my daughters.” A small younger boy had been painting Reyna’s mom’s toes in alternating red & green all morning. 

“I wish you would’ve let me have a go at him.” Reyna’s father butted in. 

“Honey, we wanted to punish him, not kill him.” Reyna’s mother replied but then continued, “However, if you get any of that paint on my carpet, you just might die.” 

Reyna’s sister came next as she tore into her box. “Why does this have airholes?” She asked. 

“I had to ride with that on my lap on the plane so you better like it.” Reyna commented. 

“Oh my god! Reyna! Thank you!” A clear plastic box contained two small blondes. 

Becky nearly cried as Reyna and her sister embraced over the sadistic gift. 

That evening, Reyna and her family sat in the living room after dinner. Still dressed in her pajamas, Reyna sipped hot cocoa as Becky and Sierra worked peppermint lotion into her feet. 

“You know. This really has been the best year ever...”