he had been my best friend since elementary school. Her name was Alisson, and over the years as we got older, I found myself developing a hard core crush on her. She only got more beautiful as we got older, and I would often casually joke about how we should just date cuz we’re already best friends and all. One night, we were sharing some drinks, having a good time, when she told me she wanted to tell me something. “So.. I have this fantasy,” she said. “I want to be able to play with a tiny man and  make him lick my feet, and to have him as my shrunken foot slave. I don’t know why, but I saw this weird video on youtube once and it got me to start thinking about it. I slowly became obsessed and to embarrassed and ashamed to tell anyone, even you.” “Then why are you telling me now?” I asked “Because today it finally came in..” “What did?” “My shrink ray!” She had a huge smile on her face. “So who are you going to shrink?” I asked nervously. “Well isn’t it obvious silly? You!” “But why me? I don’t want to be shrunk or to worship your feet. They smell terrible! Hell I can smell them from here!” “Well yeah dummy, that’s the whole point. You know I have naturally stinky feet, and the thought of using them to torture a tiny defenseless human... I would feel like a goddess. Oh the power I could hold over you! And I want it to be you because you’re my best friend and you know you can trust me not to hurt you at all. I just want to play with you for a week or two.” “A week or two!? There’s no way! You know I would do pretty much anything for you, but that’s crossing a line.” Well, what if I told you that if you did this for me that I would finally agree to try being your girlfriend. You are pretty cute after all. I just never wanted to ruin our friendship. But if you can do this for me and prove that you would do absolutely anything to make me happy, I’ll be yours forever.” For a minute I just looked at her. Was she serious? I was madly in love with her, and I’m pretty sure she knows it. I don’t think she would use that to manipulate me. “Ok,” I said, “I love you Allison, so I’m in.” AAAWWW thank you thank you thank you!!! You’re the best. And trust me, this’ll be so worth it.” I took a step back and she aimed the shrink ray at me. The sensation of shrinking was quite weird and I found myself a little nauseous from it. For a minute or so the whole world was spinning and it was hard to maintain my ability to stand upright. When I finally did come to, I noticed that Allison’s feet were directly in front of me, filthy as hell and smelling a thousand times worse than they ever had. I was already beginning to regret this decision. “Come lick my feet babe,” she said. I couldn’t believe my ears. She called me babe! She must be serious. I scrambled over and started licking her feet. While there was a lot of dirt, her entire foot was covered with a thick slimy film of sweat. It was the worst thing I had ever tasted in my life! She giggled, “ooohh that feels so good! After we start dating we’re going to have to make sure to do this every once in a while! This feels amazing!” I was beyond disgusted and unhappy, but it did make me feel a little better knowing that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. “I want to try something,” she told me after I had finished cleaning both her feet. “ok,” I said. She stood up. It was the first time I had seen her at full height, and I won’t lie, it was pretty intimidating! When she raised her foot high above me I felt my heart race as I began to panic. She can’t be serious! “Don’t worry,” she said, as though having read my mind. “You cant get crushed at your size. You’re atoms are so dense now that you’re hard as a rock! Watch.” Her foot crashed down on me in an instant. While it did hurt a little, I was otherwise completely fine. I waited for her to lift her foot off me, but instead she started to grind me into the floor. Then her phone rang. She stopped crushing me and went over to the couch to get her phone. Unfortunately, her pushing so hard on me mixed with her stick sweat, I found myself stuck fast to her foot. She sat down on the couch and answered the phone. I couldn’t really hear from under her foot, but whoever she was talking to stayed on the phone for like two hours. In that time I got dragged along to the kitchen for more booze and the bathroom to pee, both numerous times. I was starting to get tired of being walked on and was excited when I felt the vibrations of her talking come to an end. But once again we just ended up in the bathroom. This time however, it wasn’t just to pee. She used the toilet, then started to run a bath and climbed in propping her feet up. Well if I was stuck her at least she was about to wash her feet. At least, so I thought. She sat with her feet out of the tub and never even came close to them with soap as far as I could tell. Maybe that’s why her feet always smell so horrible. I’ll have to talk to her once she grows me back. She finished her batch and stumbled her way off to bed. She got changed, and as she started to pull her socks on I noticed they already had a strong smell about them. Then I realized that these were the same socks she wore yesterday, and quite possibly the day before that. I don’t know what she’s trying to do to me here but I don’t like it! The smell only got worse under the covers as she slept. By the time she got up it had grown beyond unbearable. I prayed she would remember me, but it was quite obvious that she hadn’t once she started to slip her shoes on. I knew her quite well, she struggled to get up in the morning. She was probably running late for work and solely focused on that. I ended up spending a double shift under her foot. When she got home she took her shoe off, picked her foot up, and started talking to me. “Sorry buddy! I totally forgot about you until about half way through my shift, and I couldn’t really take you out at work so I just had to leave you there for the time being. But don’t worry, I’m off tomorrow, so I’ll let you out in the morning.” The rest of the night I spent getting trampled as she went around living her normal life as though I wasn’t even down there. Before bed she put her shoes back on. I was super confused when she climbed into be without taking them off. The heat quckly elevated under the blankets and the already horrible smell was intensifying. What the hell was she doing? Then I heard it. It was low and soft at first but slowly got louder and louder. She was moaning! She must be playing with herself, turned on by the hell she’s causing me right now. Then I remembered what she said about having power over me, which clearly, she did. Once she finished she pretty much passed out right away, leaving me trapped in the shoe, forced to endure a night of ever increasing hell. The next morning though she did stay true to her word and she took off her sock and shoe and pulled me free from her foot. “Sorry,” she said as she started making her way out the back door, “I didn’t mean to sleep with my shoe on last night.. I just kinda.. I don’t know.. Fell asleep to fast I guess..” She seemed genuinely apologetic. She walked a little over to her back yard driveway and sat down. “It’s suck a beautiful day out,” she said, “so I figured we could hang out out here for a bit while you lick my feet again! That felt so amazing, you’re the absolute best!” I hated what I was going through, but when I saw that smile, I knew it was all worth it. Her feet had gotten pretty dirty in that short walk because of how sweaty they were, but I was feeling to elated to care. I was making my dream girl happy, that’s all that mattered. The next couple days was pretty much a repeat of the first two. I was either in her sock or licking her feet. Then she decided she want to try shrinking me even more. I didn’t want to do that at all, but at this point I was in too deep to back out or have a say in the matter. I spent the next two days crammed in between her toes with no reprieve. When she did finally take of her socks, I could tell she was wasted. “Look at you down there in between my toes, you’re so cute I could just eat you up!” She leaned in and took a whiff. “Wow, those smell horrible! I could only imagine how bad it must be at your size. Here let me take a lick to get an idea on what you’ve been through.” When she took a lick of her foot, her tongue happened to catch me and pulled me into her mouth. She kept licking her feet as though she had once again forgotten about me. But it was sucking on her toes that did me in because she sucked, she swallowed, and just like that, I became a snack. I wasn’t sure if I’d survive the digestion process, but if not, at least I get to be part of her forever...