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The Secretary
🕑 Added 2024-10-31 15:41:55 +0000 UTCWhen I was a kid, my dad started his own business from the ground up. He raised me to have a strong business sense, and taught me everything he knew on how to be successful. When I was old enough, I began working by his side, helping him with his now highly successful business. When he passed, I was more than ready to take over the business, which is exactly what I did.
That was several years ago now. I still run the business and have been quite successful over the years. My only regret I have was that I always put work first, which didn’t really leave me time for dating or attempting to start a family. I was all on my own. However, with everything that my father had taught me over the years, I found that I was really good when it came to dealing with pretty much anyone. Though I didn’t have much in the way of family, I always treated my employees much like family and we pretty much all got along. The only exception to that was my secretary, Megan.
She was a great worker, don’t get me wrong, but her people skills were desperately lacking. I got complaints all the time about her and have had to talk to her on more than one occasion about being more respectful towards our customers. Although she went above and beyond with every other aspect of her job, she was still ultimately costing us business. It was so bad that it came to the point where she really left me no choice but to let her go. I had just gotten off the phone with another complaining customer, unhappy with how she treated them, and I made my way over to her desk with the intent of firing her.
“Megan,” I started, “I’m really sorry to have to do this, but I just got yet another complaint about your attitude. I warned you multiple times, and unfortunately, you have now left me no choice but to let you go. I’m really sorry to do have to do this. I hope everything works out for you. I’ll let you finish the day out, but at the end of the day, I want you to pack up your stuff, as you won’t be coming back.”
As I turned around to walk away, I began to feel super dizzy. I got such intense vertigo that I closed my eyes and grabbed my head, trying to balance myself out. The pain was intense, but after a minute, it all slowed to a stop. As I began to regain my bearings, I let go of my head and opened my eyes. The sight before me was startling and took my breath away. As I looked around my office, I noticed that everything had grown exponentially. Or more accurately, I had shrunk down to a very small size. As I turned around, taking in my new surroundings, I came back around to Megan. She was looking down at me with a massive smile covering her face. She slipped her foot out of her flat and crossed her legs, leaving her bare foot to hover over me.
“Why don’t you get down on your knees and bow before your new goddess,” Megan said, pointing down.
“What the fuck Megan!” I yelled up at her. “What’s going on!?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I shrank you! Did you really think you could fire me!? Nice try! I’m not going anywhere. You do realize that I have access to everything of yours, right? Like, I run your bank account, I have all your passwords, and I have all your schedules and everything. I mean, I practically already run this place while you hang out in your office doing next to nothing. On top of all that, you have no life, no family, no one to care about you or notice your absence. Anyone who does notice, won’t really care, because you have no close relationships with anyone. So long as I make sure that all the other employees are still getting paid, no one is going to care about your disappearance in the least bit.
“Now, you belong to me. I’ll take over your business, your home, and pretty much your whole life, while you get to watch! Even better that, once I break you, you’ll be thanking me for it all, worshipping me for the rest of your life, while I’m enjoying living yours! By the way, what do you think of my feet? Aren’t they just the cutest?”
I was struggling to take in everything that she had just said to me. I understood everything perfectly, but trying to mentally process it all was completely different. In a matter of seconds, my whole world, that I had spent a lifetime creating, had just been taken from me. I had no clue what Megan had planned on doing with me now, but considering her nasty people skills, I couldn’t assume it would be anything nice. I wanted to say something in protest, but staring up at her massive foot hovering over me left me quite speechless. The shear difference is size had me scared shitless.
“Hey!” She yelled at me, breaking my thoughts. “I asked you a question, shithead!”
I was still dazed by the thoughts of my new life.
“What?” I finally managed to mutter. “Please, don’t do this to me! Just grow me back. I’m sorry, you can keep your job! I’ll even give you a raise! Just please grow me back!”
“Nah. I don’t think that’ll be happening. I don’t need a raise. I’ve taken control of your whole life, remember? That’s far better than any raise I could ever ask for. Plus, on top of all that, I also get to keep you as my own pathetic little slave! I’d have to be pretty fuckin stupid to pass on that opportunity. Which brings me back to my original question. Don’t I just have the cutest feet ever?”
“What!? What the fuck do your feet have to do with anything!? Please just grow me back! I’ll give you whatever you want! Please!”
“Ugh. Are you not fucking listening? This IS everything I want! And my feet have everything to do with this, considering that you’re about to spend the rest of your life in service to them!”
“What!? No! Please, you can’t do this to me!”
“Look at you! What are you, two, maybe three inches tall? I can do whatever I want with you now, and there isn’t a God damn thing you can do about it! Here, I’ll even prove it for you!”
The foot that had been looming over me began to make its way closer to me. I put my hands up in fear and cowered back. As her foot drew closer, the strong scent of sweaty feet began to fill my nose. She lightly flicked me with her toes, causing me to fall on my back. Afterwords, she placed her toes on top of me and began to squeeze. My face ended up getting buried in the flesh under her toes, covering it in a thick coating of sweat. The air around me was so thick that it was burning my lungs with every breath, and there was nothing I could do to break free.
Next thing I knew, her foot was moving at breakneck speed, taking me along with it. The motion was nauseatingly fast, and as her foot came to a sudden stop, it felt like my stomach was flung up into my head. Even though she stopped moving, my whole world was still spinning from the quick motion she had made. Because of this, I was completely unprepared when her toes opened up and I felt myself falling to the floor.
I was extremely surprised at how soft the ground was when I landed, but at the same time, I was also surprised at how much the floor reeked of feet. Still too dizzy to see straight, I could only assume that I had landed somewhere close to her shoe. I sat up and began rubbing the dizziness out of my eyes. As my equilibrium balanced out and my eyes came into focus, I realized that I was in some serious trouble. As I looked at the black walls that surrounded me, I realized that she hadn’t dropped me near her shoe, but rather, in it.
A shadow overtook me, and I looked up. There above me was her foot, looming dangerously close overhead. The smell of feet was growing worse by the second as her foot inched closer and closer, leaving me no means of escaping her flat. I put up my hands and tried to fight off her toes as they came down on me, but my tiny arms were no use against her massive feet that severely dwarfed me. As I tried to fight her off, she began wiggling her toes, beating me down and getting my limbs tangled in between them.
Next thing I knew, I was once again pinned under her toes. This time however, instead of trying to pick me back up, she slid them deeper into the flat, dragging me along with them until they reached the end and her foot settled into place, sealing me in with them. I tried to wiggle and fight, but my arms and left leg were trapped painfully between her toes, with my right leg pinned under the ball of her foot.
The pain was already excruciating, and the horrid stench that surrounded me was getting worse and worse with every passing second. Then she began tapping her foot. Every tap sent a jarring pain throughout my entire body and left my head spinning. I cried out, begging and pleading for her to stop, but it was to no avail as she continued to tap her foot over and over.
I don’t know how long she had sat there tapping her foot, but once it finally stopped, I couldn’t have been more grateful. As I lay there under her toes, waiting for her to let me out, my brain finally began to stop spinning from the constant pounding I had been taking. As my ability to focus came back, I couldn’t help but begin to pay more attention to the conditions that I was being force to suffer in.
I quickly realized that her feet were producing a lot of heat. This created two immediate issues for me. First was that with her feet being so hot, they were sweating profusely and I was getting soaked in it. The second issue was the heat itself. It felt as though I was being cooked alive under her hot foot. A third issue that was beginning to form, was the puddle of sweat that was building up under me. Her feet had already begun producing more sweat than the thin insoles of her flats were able to contain.
She got up and started walking around for a minute. All the sudden motions of her foot were dizzying and incomprehensible. With every step, the pool of sweat splashed up between her toes like tidal waves over my face. It was getting extremely hard to breath with my face being constantly bombarded by sweat, and I had begun to fear that I may end up drowning in here under Megans nasty toes.
Finally, Megan stopped moving around and her feet settled down once again. As her foot came to a rest, I immediately realized that my body was now stuck in a slightly different position under her toes, and my head was now pinned down to the insole with my mouth just barely above the pool of foot sweat that surrounded me. It only took a few minutes in the sweltering heat of her shoe for her foot to sweat enough to bridge that gap. The sweat was starting to cover my mouth, leaving me no choice but to drink it to try and lower it back down far enough so that I could keep breathing.
Being forced to drink her sweat to keep myself from drowning was the worst thing I had ever experienced. Not only did I have to endure the torture of not just tasting, but also ingesting this nasty filth, but I also had to deal with the constant nagging fear that all this suffering may just be prolonging my life a few more minutes. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before I had no room left in my stomach to force down any more of this filth, and once that happens, it won’t be much longer before I would find myself drowning in the filth that I had just spent all this time drinking.
I could feel myself reaching my breaking point as my stomach was now painfully full. I tried my best to move and thrash around in some way, but her toes were so heavy just resting down on me that I barely managed to wiggle in the least bit. As far as I could tell, her lack of movement said she hadn’t even noticed my attempts to try and move. This was it. I knew I was done for. As her sweat once again began to cover my mouth, I started to cry. I knew this was the end for me. I was about to drown down her in this acrid filth, under my truly evil secretary.
The only solace that I could take away from this situation was knowing that she wouldn’t get her wish of having me as a slave. My life ended the second she shrank me, so by killing me now, she was just saving me from a lifetime of torment. As scared as I was to die, I was still at peace with it. Facing the end was a lot less scary than facing the unknown desires of my twisted assistant. I didn’t want to die, but I knew it was for the best. As I opened my mouth and took a deep breath, I could feel her thick, nasty, acrid foot sweat, filling my lungs. As the burning sensation sank in, I closed my eyes and prepared myself for the sweet release of death...
