At the whopping height of six-foot-eight, Stacy Duke was by far the biggest person at Edmonton High. A real queen bee, the senior's presence dominated every room she was in, not just because of her height and wealth, but also her irresistible attitude that almost demanded the worship of all her inferiors—including all of her teachers. She need only ask for something and most people would go out of their way to satisfy her wishes. There was but one exception to that rule: Ashley Jacobson.
In many ways, the two could not have been more different. Ashley was a bit below average height, just a couple inches above five feet tall. Her raven-black hair was kept in a short pixie-cut, where Stacy's long, blonde locks flowed halfway down her back. Ashley was of a slim build, with so little in the way of chest and read that she looked almost boyish; Stacy was a perfect bombshell, well-endowed in every place that mattered. Ashley was a bit on the pale side, too, her skin a few shades lighter than Stacy's healthy tan.
Their wardrobe differed just as much. At school, Stacy was always seen with trendy jeans or shorts, and blouses that were surely too small for the school's dress code given how much midriff and cleavage they exposed, though no one would ever call her out on it. Ashley, on the other hand, went as close to a goth style as the rules allowed, wearing almost all blacks.
Stacy's popularity had sat wrong with Ashley ever since she transferred to this school. All that cringing obedience, all that gushing and kowtowing to her, was sickening, and since she was in the same group as Stacy, she was forced to put up with it five days a week for hours on end. At first she tried bringing people to their senses, but it was like they'd all been brainwashed. Wasn't long before Ashley gave up and did her best to ignore it all.
It helped once she had someone else to focus on: Nina Baker, her new girlfriend. Nina was a fellow-goth, and the only person at school Ashley got along with. They were friends from day one, and only grew closer from then, finally becoming a couple last month. Ashley's life was going great now that Nina was such a big part of it... until that day when she ran into Stacy in the hall.
She had been walking and talking with Nina when she rounded a corner and bumped right into something huge. That towering body easily knocked her to the floor, and as she looked up from there she saw the high and mighty Stacy sneering over her. “Watch where you're going, shrimp. You could've ruined my blouse with your ugly black lipstick.” She brushed down the spot on her chest that Ashley's face had collided with.
“Me!? You're the one who should watch where she's going, bigfoot!” Ashley ignored Nina's offer to help and picked herself back up, then glared at Stacy from a few feet away.
“Aww, how cute. The pipsqueak thinks she can talk back to me.” Stacy folded her arms beneath her chest and stepped forward, almost bumping into Ashley with her boobs again. “You obviously have no clue what you're messing with here, girl. Why don't you keep your head down and apologize, and I'll pretend this never happened.”
“How about you apologize you me, you fat cow?” Ashley punctuated each word with a poke at Stacy's chest. “Or are you so stupid you already forgot you knocked me over?”
“Whoa, Ashley, calm down!” Nina grabbed Ashley's shoulder's and pulled her back, giving Stacy an apologetic smile. “I'm very sorry, Stacy; this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't been distracting her. It's all a mistake on everyone's part, so maybe we could all forgive and forget?”
“At least someone here can speak reason.” Stacy slowly sauntered around the two goths. “You should listen to your girlfriend, Jacobson, or one day she might realize that she's too good for a mousy little nobody like you and go fall for someone who can love her better.” She put a hand on Nina's cheek and turned that delicate face around towards her own. “Tell you what: I'll forgive and forget you bumping into me and saying those nasty things, in return for a kiss from your girlfriend.”
Nina was too flustered to move as she saw Stacy leaning over, puckered lips ready to plant a kiss on her mouth. She would have shut her eyes and let it happen, if Ashley hadn't quickly pulled her away.
“Back the fuck off, bigfoot! Nina is my girlfriend and she doesn't want anything to do with a stupid bimbo like you! Isn't that right, Nina?”
“R-right,” Nina said, though her cheeks were still red and her heart still raced when she thought about how close she'd come...
“You heard her. Now why don't you put those big smelly feet of yours to good use and walk the fuck away?” They really were big, as was the rest of Stacy; as size 17s, each one measured more than a foot from heel to toe.
Stacy scoffed. “You're really siding with her, Baker? And here I thought you were smarter than that. Guess I'll just have to teach you girls a lesson about what happens to people who cross me. You'll learn soon enough, I always get what I want.”
Nina was about to say something when Ashley grabbed her by the hand and pulled her down the hall. “Come on, let's quit wasting time with bigfoot. We gotta get to class, remember?”
“Ashley, wait! I really think we should apologize to Stacy.”
“Apologize? Nina, that bitch has the whole world handed over to her on a silver platter; she doesn't need us saying we're sorry for standing up to her, and we don't need to suck up to her. It's only a month until graduation anyway; what's the worst she could do to us in that time?”
Nina saw that there was no talking her girlfriend out of this, but she still had a really bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't have said why; in close to three years as Stacy's classmate, she had never seen the girl get mad at anyone. There was only a sense that it would be really, really bad for anyone to attract her anger. But she kept it to herself as she and Ashley entered the classroom.
They took their seats, Nina behind Ashley, on the leftmost column of desks, and talked about other things while the rest of their classmates came in. Unlike her girlfriend, Ashley was feeling oddly good. She had been looking to give Stacy a piece of her mind almost since they met, and it was so satisfying to finally get the chance. And if Stacy ever tried something with Nina again, she'd have some more choice words ready for her.
Speak of the devil—Stacy was the last of their classmates to arrive, and took her seat right at the front and center of the class, in plain view of everyone. The bitch glanced at Ashley and gave a mocking smile, but turned away before Ashley could give her a middle finger greeting.
Seconds later, the teacher came in and class got started. Suddenly, Ashley felt as if something had changed—an indescribable feeling of wrongness that drove her to look to the right and find Nina now sitting right in front of Stacy's desk, with the woman's bare feet resting on her face.
“What the hell!” Ashley was so shocked and appalled that she couldn't help but exclaim, drawing looks from everyone else in class, their teacher not excepted.
“Miss Jacobson, do you have something to share with the class?” he said, totally ignoring the bizarre display happening right under his nose.
“What do you mean!? Are you blind? Just tell me what the hell is going on over here?” Ashley got out of her chair and walked towards Stacy. The big bitch had an insufferable smirk on her face, and on Ashley's approach she took one of her feet off of Nina, letting Ashley see her girlfriend's confused and disgusted expression.
“Miss Jacobson, take your seat! I don't know what's gotten into you today, but if you don't do as you're told right this instant, I promise you'll be getting detention all week long!”
Ashley ignored him and grabbed Nina to pull her away from Stacy's feet. She couldn't understand why Nina hadn't moved away already—at least not until she tried and found that she couldn't budge her girlfriend even a fraction of an inch. “What the fuck did you do to her, you bitch!?” she growled at Stacy.
“Miss Jacobson!”
“Oh, stuff it! And why the hell are you just standing there and letting her use Nina as a footstool!? Aren't you going to do anything to help?”
“Why would I do anything about it? You know Miss Duke has permission to bring her servant to school, and to make use of her however she likes.”
“Huh? Servant? Permission? What are you talking about!? Since when does she have permission to use Nina like this!?”
“Since before you even transferred to this school! Miss Jacobson, you've been with us for nearly a year now; you've seen Stacy use her servant this way more than a hundred times. Why all of a sudden do you take issue with it?”
“Yeah, Ashley? Why do you have a problem with me making my servant do what I want?” Her tone was pure mockery. She was enjoying all this, very much.
It all made no sense. Everyone else looked at Ashley like she was crazy for seeing anything wrong with this. Stacy was behind all this, clearly, but what exactly was this? No way could she have planned this out with everyone else in the little time that had passed since their encounter, and even if she had it didn't explain why Nina was as still as a statue letting Stacy rub her stinking feet all over her face.
“Alright, that's enough. Miss Jacobson, you are to leave this classroom immediately and report to the principal's office. You'll explain to her exactly what you did here today and accept whatever punishment she decides on, do you understand?”
Ashley tried a few more times to pull Nina away before deciding it was impossible. “Fine. I'll be back for you, Nina,” she whispered to her girlfriend, holding back tears of impotent rage as she stood and left. Outside, she headed straight for the principal's office, but only to seek help for Nina. Surely the principal at least would have some answers for her, right?
But as Ashley soon discovered, she would find no help there. Not that the principal didn't offer plenty of it, but the woman seemed just as confused as everyone else. She only repeated what the teacher had said: that Stacy had permission to be doing this, that she had been doing it for years, and that it was a little odd for Ashley to suddenly take such strong issue with it. When Ashley firmly insisted that none of that was true, and that Stacy had never done this to Nina until today, the principal seemed concerned for her sanity, and told her to see the school nurse if she was having memory problems, absolving Ashley from any further punishment.
Ashley did end up going to the nurse, only to get someone else to confirm the story. Afterwards she left and headed to the next class, steeling herself for what she'd find there. She was surprised to see Nina sitting at her desk, staring blankly down at her own hands. Stacy was in there too, and though she didn't openly acknowledge her entrance, Ashley could feel the woman's attention on her. She ignored it and went over to her girlfriend. “Hey, Nina?”
Nina's head jerked around when Ashley's hand fell gently on her shoulder. “Oh, Ashley, you're back!” Her arms wrapped around Ashley and pulled her close, and she buried her face in her girlfriend's shirt. Ashley felt two wet spots form around Nina's eyes; she was almost on the verge of tears herself, but she held them back for Nina's sake and calmly stroked her long brown hair, only asking what had happened when Nina settled down. “I... I don't want to talk about it yet. After school, okay?”
So Ashley swallowed her questions and focused on getting through the day in the meantime. She couldn't focus on class at all, though, always thinking of what had happened, always throwing glances at Stacy and wondering if Nina would be sitting at that bitch's feet again the next time she looked. Bizarrely, it seemed their classmates had forgotten all about her earlier outburst, as not a single one of them brought it up; another mystery for the pile.
When school was finally over, Nina grabbed Ashley's hand and pulled her away, to the most secluded part of the school out behind the gym and the cafeteria. There she could let it all out.
The change had been just as sudden for her as for Ashley. One second she was sitting at her desk, the next she was kneeling in front of Stacy's, almost totally paralyzed. She had wanted so badly to get away, or at least to call for help, but her body wouldn't obey. Then after Ashley left, she was forced to endure Stacy's feet on her face while everyone else just ignored her as if she didn't even exist. “It was awful! Stacy's feet were so bad! They smelled horrible, and they were all sweaty! She kept rubbing them all over my face. “She... She even put them in my mouth! I can still taste the toejam.” She shuddered and started crying again.
Ashley hugged Nina tight again. “That bitch has no right to treat you like that! I don't know how she got everyone else to go along with it, but if this ever happens again, I'm going to beat her ass and make her stop. Hell, I'll do it right now so she knows what'll happen to her if she tries this shit again.”
“Ashley, no! I-I don't think you should antagonize her anymore. I mean... if she can do stuff like this, who knows what else she can do? Just leave it alone unless she does something first, okay? Promise me, Ashley.”
“Ugh! Okay, okay, I promise.”
“Thank you,” Nina sighed. “Now let's get out of here. I don't want to think about this any more today.”
So they went away, just like Nina wanted; but when they went back to school the next day, they found the horror wasn't over yet. Like before, class was just about to start when Ashley got a bad feeling again, but this time she saw it happen right in front of her as they had switched seats so she could keep an eye on Nina.
Over the span of a few seconds, Nina shrank until she was no more than an inch tall, sitting in the middle of her seat. Once the shrinking was over, Ashley reached forward to protect Nina, but before she could grab her shrunken girlfriend, Nina flew up into the air and away to Stacy's hand, where she was firmly pinched between the woman's fingers.
This time Ashley didn't hold back. She rushed for Stacy, meaning to knock that bitch unconscious and rescue her girlfriend, but just as she was about to reach them, she smacked painfully into some unseen barrier and fell back on her ass. Her vision swam for a moment; when it recovered, she realized that class was going on like normal, as if no one else could see Stacy, Nina and her. Then she stood and stepped forward, just to find that same invisible wall as before, and when she tried to step around it she discovered it wasn't the only one. She was trapped in a box that wouldn't move no matter how she pushed.
Mere inches beyond that barrier, Nina now dangled from Stacy's fingertips, and was begging for her life with a pitifully squeaky voice. Ashley could hear it clearly. She banged her fist on the wall. “Let her go, you bitch!”
“I'm sorry, did you say something?” Stacy asked. “I'm sorry, I can't hear you from behind that wall. Not that I care what a nobody like you has to say. Well, since there's nothing you can do, why don't you sit back and enjoy the show? I'm about to teach your little girlfriend what happens to bugs like her.”
As Stacy released her, Nina fell screaming to the floor. Despite the long drop, she was only a bit winded when she hit the floor, but she found she couldn't move except to turn around and watch as Stacy took off her sneaker and sock, leaving her bare foot hanging over Nina. The thing was naturally massive, but at Nina's new shrunken size it was a real giant over sixty feet long.
As much bigger as it was to her now, so too was its smell all the more intense. Nina gagged as soon as she got her first whiff of it, and even if she didn't throw up, she struggled to breathe under that horrible smell. She could barely even hear her own voice as she begged Stacy to let her go. Then Stacy's foot fell on her, and she was totally smothered under that huge and terrible sole, like a helpless little bug.
Ashley yelled and struck the wall with all her might, but Stacy only laughed. “What are you screaming about? You think I'd go to the trouble of claiming her for myself and then crush her just like that? What a waste that would be. She's alive, see?” Stacy kicked up her foot and pressed it against the barrier, letting Ashley her puny girlfriend.
All the pressure Nina experienced felt like it should have crushed her, but instead it only hurt like hell. Nina tried to scream, but when she opened her mouth no sound came out; in fact, she only received a mouthful of Stacy's foot sweat which she had no choice but to swallow. She shuddered as it went down, and felt sick afterwards, with its disgusting salty taste remaining all over her mouth.
When Ashley saw her girlfriend struggling against the mass of Stacy's foot, she reached to rescue her, but her hand only met with that damned invisible wall. All she could do was gently stroke the spot were she saw Nina.
Stacy lowered her foot again, and kept playing with Nina, stomping her into the floor, smothering her with her giant sole. It was hell for Ashley to watch it all happen mere inches away from her and yet be powerless to do anything, but it was doubtless Nina who had it far worse between the two. She had never been so scared for her life before, never felt so helpless and alone. She would have readily apologized to Stacy, begged on her hands and knees, offered her anything at all to make this nightmare end, but Stacy never gave her the chance.
This went on for one long hour, then at the end of class, Stacy pulled her shoe back on with Nina caught under her toes, and she walked out of the room, leaving Ashley alone in her little prison, invisible to everyone else.
There Ashley would remain for a long, long time, spending hours just thinking of Nina and trying everything she could think of to escape. Meanwhile, Nina's day got ever more hellish. Stacy's white sneaker trapped all the heat of her foot inside, making her sweat profusely, turning her footwear into a sauna for the poor little goth. Soon Nina was soaked to the bone in the other woman's foot sweat. The smell grew far more intense, too, and coupled with all the humidity in the air, it made Nina feel like she was perpetually drowning in that gross, disgusting sweat.
It sapped her strength, as did the unbearable warmth from Stacy's foot, and the painful blows she received with every step Stacy took. She was much to weak to try to escape, even in those rare moments when Stacy left her alone; at all other times she was forced to serve as Stacy's plaything, effortlessly dominated by the woman's mere toes.
The longer Nina spent in there, the more she felt deep down that Stacy had to be some sort of goddess; what other word was there for someone who could make the impossible happen according to her will? She should made more of an effort to have Ashley leave her alone, or to make her apologize to Stacy.
How much longer would she have to stay like this? Would she ever be back to normal? Maybe not. Stacy had staked a claim on her already; maybe she would keep Nina as a toy for the rest of her life. Nina became more convinced of it as time went on; so she was perfectly stunned when hours later she suddenly appeared in the classroom with Ashley, back at her normal size.
“Nina!” Ashley ran to make sure her girlfriend was alright. She wasn't, not really, but at least she was alive and back to her normal self. The barrier seemed to have disappeared, too; they were both free. Yet neither of them could feel safe after experiencing firsthand what Stacy was capable of. Though she was hurt—bruised, even—Nina insisted on getting out of there before talking about what had happened, and they both got in Ashley's car and drove away.
“This is insane. How the fuck can she do this shit? Nothing makes sense,” Ashley said once the school was out of sight.
“I don't know. I... Oh God!” Nina sobbed into her hands. “What are we going to do, Ashley? What are we going to do?”
“I-I'm not sure. But, tomorrow's Saturday; we won't be seeing Stacy again for a couple days at least. We'll think of something in the meantime. Maybe we can get transferred to another school, make it so we never have to see her again.”
Nina shuddered. “My parents are out of town. I don't want to be alone this weekend. Ashley, you think I could stay with you until they get back?”
Ashley readily agreed; she'd feel better with Nina around too, and she knew her mom Liza wouldn't take issue with it either since it wasn't Nina's first time staying over. After a quick stop at Nina's house so she could wash up and get some fresh clothes, they headed straight for Ashley's place. They didn't get up to anything lewd together, as neither of them was in the mood; they just hung out watching their favorite shows and playing games to take their minds off what had happened today. Then in the evening they snuggled together in Ashley's bed, taking comfort in each other's presence.
Come morning they were both feeling better, and they agreed not to go back to school until they could transfer to another one. Both of them had strong grades anyway, so as long as they could come up with some excuse for their absence it wouldn't hurt them too badly.
It almost seemed a done deal already. The thought of never seeing Stacy again was such a relief to them both, and they found themselves wanting some intimacy to truly forget about their horrible experiences these past two days. Nina sat on the bed, and Ashley knelt over her, holding her girlfriend's head with both hands. They closed their eyes, and Ashley leaned closer, lips puckered to meet her girlfriend's. But when she was inches away from a kiss, her lips met something cold and rubbery instead, and she opened her eyes to see the sole of a big sneaker. And not just any sneaker, either; it was the same one that Stacy had been wearing yesterday.
Nina gasped in alarm when she was met with the smell of her nightmares. She raised her hands and felt around her face. When she realized what was happening, she screamed into the shoe and tried to pull it off, only to find that the evil thing wouldn't budge.
“Calm down! It's okay! I'm here to help!” Ashley said, but the shoe rebuffed her efforts just the same as it did Nina's. “Come on, I have an idea!” She grabbed Nina's arm and pulled her up, then led her out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen. “Mom! We need help!”
“Ashley, honey, what is it?” Liza hurried over to see what the problem was.
“It's Nina, mom. Can you get us a knife?”
“A knife? What for? What's wrong with her?”
“There's a shoe stuck to her face!”
Liza looked really confused for a moment. “A what?”
“Oh, mom, don't tell me you can't see it!”
“Honey, don't be ridiculous; of course I can see it, but why are you making such a big deal out of it? Nina's always been like that.”
Ashley almost screamed in frustration, but instead she sat Nina down on the couch and went to grab the knife itself. “Hold still, Nina, I'm going to cut that thing off you,” she said. Nina's words were muffled beyond recognition, but she sounded sorely distressed. With one hand Ashley held the shoe steady, and with the other she prepared to cut into it; but when she brought he knife towards it, the shoe disappeared the instant before the knife could make constant; Ashley was so caught off guard she almost cut into her own hand, and she dropped the knife immediately afterwards. Meanwhile, Nina took in all the fresh air she could get before bursting into tears, and Liza left them and returned to the kitchen as if that were all perfectly normal.
“Nina? Are you okay?”
Nina kept sobbing as Ashley sat beside her and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. “I could taste everything!” she cried—all the sweat and dirt and bitter toejam she had tasted the two days before. “I could feel her toes in my mouth! Ashley, I can't take any more of this! We're not safe anywhere!”
“It's okay. We just need to keep away from Stacy for a dew days. She'll forget about us and then–”
“No! We need to go to her and apologize for everything. It's the only way she'll leave us alone.”
Ashley almost said that they had nothing to apologize for, but she swallowed that objection. “Okay. You're right. Come on, let's get it over with right now. I know where she lives; we'll take my car and go visit.”
Twenty minutes later, they were at the door of Stacy's mansion. It opened by itself before they could press the doorbell. “Welcome, girls! I've been expecting you.” Stacy's voice called to them from somewhere inside. “Come in. Let's hear what you have to say.”
Nina and Ashley followed the sound of that voice until they found Stacy lounging on a big, lavish couch, seemingly the only person in the whole mansion. “There you are! Well? What brings the two of you all the way here?”
There were so many things Ashley wanted to say to her, but she held them all down and walked forward until she stood in front of Stacy. “I'm sorry for bumping into you in the hall the other day. and I'm sorry for calling you bigfoot and all that other stuff. I shouldn't have done any of that. Stacy, I beg you; please stop tormenting us.”
Desperation came into her voice at the end there, but it was met only by Stacy's callous laughter. “That's very cute of you to say, Jacobson, but why should I care that you're 'sorry' about what you did? I gave you a chance to make up for your rudeness and you didn't take it. Now all I want is to make sure you spend the rest of your life regretting that mistake.” As Stacy spoke, Ashley felt a change come over her, and she soon realized that she was shrinking. A few seconds later, she was just one inch tall, trembling under the gaze of the godlike Stacy. But when Stacy's eyes moved up to look at Nina instead, Ashley turned back and ran towards her girlfriend, shouting at her to get away.
Nina didn't even glance at her, and her pitiful squeaks were soon drowned out by Stacy's powerful voice. “Nina! I'm so glad you're here! Why don't you grab that little bug and come over here? I've been dying to have you work your magic on me again.”
To Ashley's utter horror, her girlfriend smiled and curtsied at Stacy. “Right away, Ma'am!” she said in such a chipper tone. Then she leaned over and reached down for the tiny woman. “Come on, little Ashley; it's time to serve the Mistress!” Nina easily caught Ashley in hand and carried her away to the end of the lounge chair, where she knelt in front of Stacy's big feet. With her thumb she pressed the Ashley's back into that giant sole, and rubbed the bug-sized woman up and down its great length.
Ashley struggled against it with all her might, shouting at the top of her lungs for Nina to wake up, to remember who she was, to not give in to Stacy. It was useless; if Nina could hear her words at all, she didn't acknowledge them in the slightest. It was clear from the look in her eyes that her thoughts were all occupied by something else. “Your feet are incredible, mistress!” she gushed, cheeks tinged red with excitement.”I'm so happy to get to serve them!”
“Less talking, more worshipping. You can praise my feet when I give you permission to speak.”
“Yes, Mistress!” Nina said, and without hesitation she threw herself at Stacy's other foot, burying her face in it, huffing its horrid smell, kissing and licking the sweaty sole as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world.
“Good girl. Now leave the bug between my toes.” Nina obeyed her mistress's request before dedicating herself fully to her mistress's feet. Ashley was held firmly between those toes the size of elephants, and as they wiggled together, she found herself turned around to face her tormentor. “My, you look adorable down there, Jacobson. This really is the perfect place and size for you. I think I'll keep you like this for the rest of your life. Hope you said good-bye to your mom, because you won't be seeing her ever again. Oh, and don't worry about Nina; you'll get to see plenty more of her. She'll be happy and taken care of as my personal foot worshipper... as long as you don't displease me again. If you do, I'll have her take your place and make you spend the rest of your life as a fucking germ lost in my toe jam. So unless that's what you want, you'd better get to worshipping my feet too, bitch, because these are your new gods for life!”
By the time Stacy finished, Ashley's heart was completely shattered. Reduced to a bug, even in the eyes of her girlfriend, her life held nothing but hopelessness now. She wouldn't have even cared if Stacy did turn her into a germ; but though Nina had forgotten her, Ashley still cared for her and wanted to spare her any more suffering. So for the sake of the woman who had once been her girlfriend, she turned to Stacy's toe and started to worship it, making no effort to hold back her tears.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
After Ashley and Nina make Stacy upset, Stacy uses her reality-warping powers to put them in their place.
RATING: R
TAGS: F/f, Amazon, Micro, Humiliation, Entrapment, Odor
RATING: R
TAGS: F/f, Amazon, Micro, Humiliation, Entrapment, Odor