It’d been two weeks now for Stacy and Dana from when they first saw the ad to when they accepted. They still couldn’t believe it was real, and they were slightly skeptical as they walked over to the research facility. Stacy with her pink flats and Dana in her ugg boots, both were disgusted by the slippery feeling of their now slimy feet, having gone 2 weeks without washing them. 

“I still kinda can’t believe this is real” said Stacy. “I mean like, really? What? Literally all we gotta do is rub our feet on this tiny dude and get paid?” She added. 

Dana replied, “This better not be some kind of elaborate prank otherwise I got my feet all gross for no reas—oh look! There it is” Dana shouted pointing to the building.

The girls proceeded to walk into the building where they were met with the same room Marcus was not a couple hours prior. They met with the same front desk assistant as Marcus. 

“Hi, we’re here to meet with Dr. Miller” Stacy spoke. 

“Great! May I please have your names?” The assistant asked. 

After entering their names into the computer, the assistant once again grew a disgusted look on her face just like when Marcus entered. 

“So this thing’s really going down huh?” She said. 

Dana made a surprised face as she responded “Wait so you know what the experiment is?” 

The assistant swiftly replied “Duh, I work here. I just didn’t think anyone would actually sign up for this. I mean I kinda get why you guys would do it, but the other dude…” she trailed off. 

Stacy then asked “Oh my god did you meet him? The dude who signed up?” 

The assistant replied “Yeah he came in a couple hours ago, seemed totally excited to do it, I felt like barfing…Crap! Dr. Miller would get on my ass if she knew I was badmouthing any of her experiments.” 

Dana laughed in response, “Hahaha don’t worry about it. We were just as surprised to hear that someone signed up for the male part.” 

The assistant chuckled in response. “I’m Ashley by the way.” She continued. 

Stacy spoke “Nice to meet you Ashley. So what’d the guy say?” 

Ashley felt safe to gush now, so she told them how it went. “Well his name’s Marcus and he seemed super excited to do the experiment. Like it was no big deal. He even said something really weird. He was like ‘I do this all them time’. Like wtf is that? He sniffs girl’s feet all the time?” Ashley finished. 

“OMG So he IS a freak I KNEW it” said Stacy emphatically. 

Dana then added, “Well I feel a little less bad now. He’s probably getting paid more than us anyways, at least I hope so.” 

Ashley then retorted, “You hope so?! Imo he shouldn’t be getting a dime since he likes it. He should just be volunteering.” Stacy and Dana giggled at that. “Well anyways, Dr. Miller is probably waiting for you guys, let me go grab her real quick.” Ashley said as she walked towards the metallic doors behind the reception desk. 

A few minutes after, Dr. Miller came walking through the door. “Hello! Welcome welcome!” She shouted, elated to see them. “I’ve been waiting eagerly for you guys.” She said as she shook each of their hands. “As you know my name is Dr. Hellen Miller, I’m excited to show you guys around. Come with me.” 

After exchanging greetings the girls, the 3 of them walked on over into the door and proceeded down the hallway. Dr. Miller led them into one of the side rooms first, not the same room Marcus went to. The door opened up to what appeared to be a regular office. “So first things first, I’d like to explain to you guys what you should be doing, and have you sign the waiver. Mind taking a seat?” Stacy and Dana proceeded to sit down in two chairs in front of the desk while Dr. Miller sat in her seat behind the desk. She pulled out two sets of forms, one for each of them. “You guys can sign these, they basically just say no matter what happens you have no liability, and that our male subject assumed all risk when agreed to join in.”

Stacy and Dana both simultaneously said “Awesome!” 

Hellen continued, “Now, to explain how this’ll go. Our subject Marcus was quite excited to get started. He’s in the experiment room now all ready. He has been placed inside of a special chamber that can selectively filter air. As you know his purpose is to inhale the volatile molecules coming off of your feet. He’s wearing a special suit that will allow me to monitor everything happening in his body. When you put your feet into the special slots that allow them to enter his chamber, it’ll change the content of the air on the inside. Using that in combination with his breathing rate, I’ll be able to tell just how much of the odor he’s inhaling. As mentioned in the ad, the potency of your feet will determine your pay. Minimum is $20, but after you’re done I’ll take a look at the readings from his suit and increase it from there depending. So I hope you’ve prepared appropriately” she finished with a wink. “You’ll have two hours to start with, but you may come back tomorrow and subsequent days to continue depending on how this goes today. Any questions?”

Dana immediately spoke up “So once we stick our feet in that’s it? We just leave them in there? What if he breathes through his mouth?” Stacy looked over at Dana somewhat disgusted that she’d even thought of that. Though she realized she had a point. If he breathed through his mouth it might lower their pay rate. 

“Good question Dana. The suit has a mechanism in it that can dial into nervous system via the electrodes along the spine of the suit. Basically, I have some control over his body. Once the experiment begins I’ll configure his suit so that his mouth stays closed the entire time.”

 Dana nodded understandingly. 

Stacy followed up “Do we have to do anything with out feet?” 

“Another good question” said Dr. Miller. “Technically you don’t. Once your feet are in the odor will fill the chamber and he’ll have no choice but to smell it. However, if you’d like, you can try to maneuver his body so that it’s closer to your feet. His shrunken form is incredibly durable, downright indestructible especially with the suit. So if you’d like to, for example, bring his nose in between your toes where the scent is typically stronger, you can do so since that’ll give even more information for my readings.” 

They both nodded slowly, understanding now. It really was that simple. Just make him smell their feet.

“Well, if that’s all then, let’s get started shall we?” Dana and Stacy both nodded in affirmation. 

Both of their hearts were racing at this point. Although it seemed very simple, they were apprehensive since this seemed to be so odd, so cruel, so strange. And yet, this person named Marcus supposedly read the same ad they did and signed up for it. Their confusion is understandable. Which led to their conclusion of him being some kind of pervert, along with Ashley’s confirmation of that theory. Upon entering the experiment room, both of them looked around and their eyes were immediately drawn to the chamber. What they saw was a small sealed glass box that looked to be coated in a layer of cloudy condensation on the inside. Upon getting closer to the box they peered inside through the cloudy atmosphere and saw a small human in the fetal position.

Stacy commented, “Is this him? It looks like he’s not enjoying himself.” She said slightly worried. 

Dana responded “Of course he’s not enjoying it, look at those smelly shoes in the box. Nobody could enjoy that, even some foot pervert.” 

Marcus could hear muffled voices now. It’d been a little over a couple hours now since Marcus was locked into the box. Unknown to him, this chamber he was in was actually a pretty advanced piece of technology, beyond just being able to selectively filter air in and out. It can also largely block out sounds, which Dr. Miller turned on before leaving him. He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing how his environment transformed into some kind of small green house. He could now see Dr. Miller and 2 other women. 

“These must be the volunteers he thought. I have to get in contact with them, I need them to get me outta here!” Marcus thought. 

On the outside, Dr. Miller responded to Stacy’s comment, “Yes, though he was excited to get started it seems it’s already begun to bother him. But don’t worry, he was aware this could happen as it was all outlined in the form he signed before starting. I placed my old loafers in there to get the experiment started, and his body automatically reacted with disgust. It seems the moisture in those shoes was a bit more than I thought.” She finished with a giggle. 

Stacy after thinking about it for a moment changed from sympathy to understanding. “Well I guess it’s ok. He’s practically invincible and they’re just feet right? Like it can’t actually hurt him.” 

Dana turned and responded, “Yeah EXACTLY, just some feet.” Considering that they were both hesitant due to how cruel this felt, they both re-assured each-other that it was ok, but really they were just trying to make themselves feel better about being greedy, considering they were willing to subject this person to their feet who was clearly not enjoying this in exchange for some cash.

Marcus ran towards the walls of the chamber and began banging on them, however the sound it produced was mostly audible only from the inside due to the sound cancelling that was active on the chamber. The girls happened to see this and as they slowly convinced themselves that they weren’t doing anything to harm him, their thoughts towards him turned to that of pity. 

Dr. Miller explained further, “So you can just grab these two seats and set them in front of the chamber. This chamber is actually an awesome piece of technology loaned to be by another researcher friend. It’s double layered with a special material that allows me not only control whether or not sound get in or out, and whether or not air gets in our out, it also can allow things to enter through from the outside and not allow things to exit from the inside. You can just press your feet against the glass and it’ll expand forming an air tight seal around them as you push them inside. This’ll protect you from the odor, but more importantly will keep it all for him to inhale. Here’s a demonstration.” 

She proceeded to push her hand directly into the chamber and removed both of the shoes she’d placed in there earlier. Dana and Stacy immediately detected the faint odor waft into their unprepared nostrils. Feet. It smelled like feet. They shuddered at the thought that Marcus was exposed to that at his size and in such confined quarters. They were too distracted by the odor to realize how incredible the technology behind the chamber was. They proceeded to hold their breaths and brought over the two chairs. Marcus was watching this all happen. They brought the two chairs right in front of the chambers and gave each other a look, both nodded, and then looked back down at Marcus. 

“Sorry about this” Stacy said, even though Marcus couldn’t read her lips. 

Dana didn’t like how Stacy was thinking, “You have to stop feeling sorry for him, get outta your own head.” She said. 

Dr. Miller added “Well if it makes you feel better, his compensation is 4 times your max.”

Stacy gasped, “What?! Well never mind. Let’s make sure he does a good job then!” Dr. Miller agreed emphatically. 

Dana also chimed in “You see?”. 

“I’ll leave you guys to it then. By the way, here’s a box for your shoes in case you don’t want to be bothered by the smell” Dr. Miller said as she pulled out a box from the closet in the room that could be sealed shut and handed to them before exiting the room.

Marcus watched as Stacy and Dana pulled off their shoes. Stacy kicked off her flats by placing the toe of her left foot against the heel of her right shoe and pressed against it. The shiny pink shoe dropped and smacked agains the floor. Even without the sound, Marcus felt the shock wave on the ground which shook him to his core. It hit him that this was really about to happen. They were going to put both of their feet into this horrid smelly prison which was still saturated with the stale scent of Hellen’s over-worked feet, and all of that odor would be concentrated inside. Watching them speak and hearing nothing clued Marcus into the fact that somehow sounds were blocked. Stacy proceeded to do the same with her right toe now against her left shoe heel, and it too dropped with a smack on the ground. Dana meanwhile had couldn’t quite do the same. Her UGG boots were so snug on her feet she had to bring first her left foot up and pry the boot off with her hands, and then do the same with the left. Instinctively after doing so she brought her feet down close to the ground and wiggled her toes slowly, giving Marcus a view of the horrid future that was about to come. Stacy also brought her feet down close to the ground spreading her toes open and closed repeatedly. 

“Geez it smells gross in here now” Stacy commented. 

“Seriously. Well, let’s do this then.” Dana added.

As their feet approached Marcus backed up, but he felt like a deer frozen in headlights, his eyes fixated in front of him. He watched as their toes protruded the walls of his prison, inch by inch the 4 massive sweaty soles entered and filled up the space. Their feet were mere inches from his body before his senses came back to him and he quickly backed up the rear wall. He immediately noticed the odor in the chamber tripled, or at least that’s what it felt like. His back against the wall, he looked on as all 4 reeking feet landed with their heels on the ground, soles tilted upward giving him a view of their giant sweaty reddened soles. He could see a visible glisten of moisture coat their feet. Stacy scrunched her toes repeatedly showing off her pink nail polish, while Dana sported a deep navy blue nail color on her toe nails.

“Well, they’re in there now. He looks like he’s gonna puke” Stacy said. 

Dana replied, “Hell I would have already puked if I were him. He’s got both of our cheesy ass feet in there with no where to go. Imagine the smell.” 

Stacy turned her head “Umm, no thanks.” 

Marcus was barely holding on breathing through his mouth which seemed to help, even though with each breath he could have sworn he could taste the salty foot flavored air. But then, his mouth started to feel weird. There was some kind of tingling sensation. Then the muscles started to contract. 

“What the hell is going?!” Marcus kept thinking. The muscles around his mouth got tighter and tighter, and then his jaw, and finally his mouth started closing. “What is this??! How is this happening?!” Marcus shouted one last time before his thoughts were sealed off to the confines of his head, “HELP!! HEL—” and his mouth finally shut. Repeated muffled cries could be heard by the walls of his chamber, but that’s about it. Unable to hold his breath any longer he finally took his first real deep inhale of the odor that made up the air in his prison. He let out a long muffled cry as the full extent of the hot cheesy odor got sucked up into his nose, and went deep into his lungs, filling his whole body with the presence of their vile feet. He no longer had an out, unless he wanted to suffocate he’d have to keep breathing, which meant he’d have to keep taking in their foot stench.

“Look at that Dana! His mouth just shut suddenly. Looks like what Dr. Miller talked about works.” Stacy exclaimed. 

Dana satisfied said “Cool. Now it’s fair. But do you think we should…you know…do more?” Stacy looked at her with an unsure face. 

“I dunno Dana, he’s already stuck in there with our feet for the next two hours. That’s a long time to be tiny and stuck smelling some nasty ass feet.” Finished Stacy. 

“Well yeah, but he’s gonna get $400 for it, we might as well try to get as much as we can you know? Like yeah he’ll have our gross feet in his face, but like we might as well do it all the way.” Dana replied. 

Stacy muttered “I guess…” under her breath before watching Dana slide her seat forward getting her closer to the chamber. 

Dana started inching her feet closer to Marcus who immediately took off into the far left corner of the chamber. “Oh no you don’t” said Dana as she quickly used her left foot to block Marcus’s path. Marcus couldn’t believe how quickly those feet could move for their massive size, briefly forgetting that it’s not the feet that are giant but him who is tiny. Marcus stopped abruptly right before slamming into the toxic moist hunk of flesh that seeks to torture him and turned around to go the other way. Not that it would help. With Dana’s left foot blocking his path left, her right foot blocked his path to the right, and just in case that wasn’t enough there were another two giant stinky feet ready to capture him if needed. Not finding any other option, Marcus simply freaked out and curled up on the ground into a ball. This somewhat irked Dana. “Dude, stop being such a baby.” She muttered to herself, which caused a slight chuckle to come out of Stacy. With more dexterity than she knew she had, Dana pushed her big toe into him until he was against the back wall. It’d finally made contact, and it was a worst experience for Marcus than he expected. Although he expected being roughly shoved by a giant toe into the wall to be painful, he did not feel any pain. Instead he was met with the slimy moist texture of the toe and an odor that packed a serious punch. With nowhere for all of the foot stench to go it’d just been accumulating inside of his chamber, getting stronger and stronger. But now that one of the sources of that odor was touching him, he was even more disgusted. She pressed her toe into his body until she forced it upright against the wall as if he were a rag doll. Marcus attempted to fight back by pushing against her toe with his arms, but his hands just slid right off of it, causing his left arm to sink right into the gap between her big toe and second toe. He felt like his arm just sank into a wet, warm squishy mound of pudding, feeling how soft her toe flesh was and moist. The odor at this point had reached indescribable levels from his point of view. Unable to even open his mouth this whole exchange was causing him to breathe heavily, forcing more of the cheesy acrid odor into his nose. Feeling his arm go between her toes, Dana immediately squeezed her toes together, successfully trapping his arm in there. She then pulled her foot back dragging him along with it. With his body dangling from between the toes of her left foot, she expertly held him up in the air and brought her right foot to his body. And as if she were playing one of those arcade claw games, she spread her big toe and second toe on her right foot and carefully approached his dangling body, aiming to grasp his head in between her toes. As soon as she spread it a gust of foul foot stench was released into Marcus’s face as he watched on in terror while her foot approached his helpless body. He tried his hardest to pull his arm out but he had too tight of a grip. He looked up and saw her giant scrunched foot holding his arm in place, and looking forward he saw her other foot ready to seal him into a world of pure cheesy foot grime. Unable to even scream, he writhed uncontrollably as the toes eventually surrounded his head. A look of pure terror consumed his face, unable to be seen by Dana or Stacy as his head was now surrounded by the toxic foot flesh. Dana proceeded to slowly close her toes around his head, and release the toes holding his arm. His body was now dangling from his head alone, and all of his sense were consumed by her foot. 

“How the hell did I get myself into this mess!? This has to be illegal. This can’t be ok. I just want to go back. Please, I just want to get out of here. I never should have responded to that stupid ad” Marcus kept repeating over and over in his head. Unfortunately it was too late for that now, his world now belonged squarely in the realm of stinky feet. Surrounded on all sides by hot smelly foot flesh he could do nothing but breathe. There wasn’t much room, but there was a small pocket of air less than an inch large in front of his face, giving him the ability to breathe directly from her toe flesh. Pure unfiltered foot odor vapor was being sucked straight into his nostrils again and again and again. He could feel the stench makes it way into the deepest parts of his lungs, filling him more and more with the sickening feeling of disgust that these feet were consuming his entire being. Dana finally brought her foot down to the ground, laying his back against the ground but with his head still stuck between her toes. She then pressed her sole on his body sealing it to the ground. Marcus felt like history being was part of her foot. The immense pressure, the foot sweat soaking his skin, the odor driving into his nose, being completely surrounded by her foot flesh was a nightmarish hell for him.

Now that his body was secured on the ground, Dana released his head but kept her foot on top of him. She then brought her left foot and put it over her toes so that Marcus was now stuck looking up at a sky of stinky pink foot above the canyon of her toes. She pressed her sole into the gap between her toes bringing her sole closer to his face but not quite touching it. Finally she squeezed her toes a little bit tighter but not too tight. Just enough so that his head was being sandwiched by her toes on the left and right, and her sole covered the top of her toes. Marcus’s head was now effectively trapped in a tiny box with toe flesh to his left and right and a lid of her smelly sole. The odor was unbearable and the air was thick and moist. Marcus began to cry but it was indistinguishable from the foot sweat that had begun condensing on his face. 

“Perfect” said Dana. “Now he should be smelling absolutely nothing but my foot. A couple hours of this and there’s no way it’s not as potent as possible”. 

Stacy’s face was horrified at what had just transpired, feeling a bit sorry for the guy knowing that Dana’s feet have been unwashed and trapped in boots sockless for the past 2 weeks. Even so, she remembered that he was getting fairly compensated for this and decided to follow in Dana’s footsteps and go all the way. “That. is. so. fucking. gross.” Stacy said. “But screw it, move your foot Dana and give me a turn.” 

Dana laughed in response “Hahaha finally, I knew you’d come around. Go ahead, have at it.” Dana said as she removed her left foot from on top of her toes but kept her right foot pinning him down on the ground. Marcus saw her foot rise up as the lid to his foot box was removed and he could once again see the roof of his chamber. This only lasted a few seconds as another massive cheesy foot came over and re-sealed him, this time providing a slightly different foot odor. Both were horribly disgusting, but this one was a bit more sour while Dana’s was more cheesy. With Dana’s toes surrounding him and Stacy’s foot on top, their foot odors combined to produce something no human should have to experience. Breath and breathe he was completely and utterly dominated by their foot stench with no way to fight it. The tears mixed with foot sweat streamed down his face. It seemed the temperature in the chamber was regulated specifically to make it so that the feet could sweat, and a small pool of foot sweat begin to fill up inside of Marcus’s tiny foot box. He watched as beads of sweat formed from in between Dana’s toes and dripped down onto him. It wasn’t high enough to cover his face yet, but it was only a matter of time before that horrid cheesy murky liquid would threaten to consume his face.

For the first 30 minutes Marcus stayed pinned under Dana’s foot with his head in between her toes and Stacy’s sole squeezing down in between them nearly touching his face from above. The second 30 minutes Stacy removed her sole and Dana replaced it with hers. The third 30 minutes Dana removed her foot from on top of Marcus. He didn’t even have enough strength left to try running, but it wouldn’t have mattered because in a few seconds Stacy then put him back into the same position with her foot. Now it was Stacy’s foot pinning Marcus on the ground with his head in between her toes, and Dana’s sole sealing him in from above. The final 30 minutes, Dana removed her foot and Stacy replaced it, now completely consuming him in purely Stacy’s foot. And just like that, the 2 hours were up. Over time the girls had begun talking about other things with school and life. They knew time was up when Dr. Miller re-entered the room.

Dr. Miller took one look at the chamber and smiled. “Well well well, it seems you girls are naturals.” She observed how Marcus was nowhere to be found, so he must have been buried under the pile of feet they created. 

Dana and Stacy moved their feet off of him and let them rest inside the chamber while Marcus laid there, soaked in foot sweat and exhausted. 

“Feel free to put your footwear back on and meet me back in my office when you’re ready.” Dr. Miller mentioned as she stepped out of the room.

Dana and Stacy both looked down at Marcus who was still lying on the ground hyper-ventilating, his brain processing the past 2 hours as flashes of giant stinky feet plagued his mind’s eye. His entire world consumed by the potent scent of cheesy sweaty feet, unwilling to get any better as his prison refused to allow the stench to dissipate, instead keeping it trapped inside for his lungs to filter. 

Dana and Stacy giggled before Dana spoke “Well…thanks. You had the harder job, but this wouldn’t have been possible without us too.”

Stacy added, “I hope you’ll stick around. Dr. Miller said we might be able to come back again. This was the fastest 50 bucks I’ve ever made.”

Marcus still unable to hear them clearly responded to the muffled sounds of someone speaking by opening his eyes and looking in their direction, seeing their giant faces off in the distance smiling as their big putrid soles stared him down, flexing ever so slightly as if to taunt him. He watched small beads of sweat slide down their soles as he remembered the stinky murky foot sweat that threatened to drown him not 10 minutes ago. He was too tired to be angry and merely laid his head back down, allowing the flashbacks of his foot cage to dance across his mind once again. Marcus knew for sure he’d need therapy after this was over.

With that, Dana and Stacy collected their foot wear and headed over to Dr. Miller’s office to be evaluated.

To be continued…

Preview:

Dana and Stacy are evaluated. Getting a different grade than expected, they leave the facility determined to become better participants. Meanwhile, Dr. Miller contacts one of her colleagues to debrief on the results of her experiment. Her colleague has some interesting pieces of tech of her own and thinks she may be able to help Dr. Miller in her endeavors. Finally, Ashley contemplates participating in the experiment. Her long held secret would make her the perfect participant.