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The Long Game CH. 4
🕑 Added 2024-10-26 21:36:25 +0000 UTCIt didn’t take long before we got to the gym. The girls made their way into the locker room to get changed for their workout. Once in the locker room, they grabbed the clothes they were going to change into out of there gym bags and began getting changed. Finally, Erika removed her flip flops and propped up the foot I was stuck to on her knee.
“I’m so glad that Mary finally took you out of her shoe!” Erika said excitedly. “I’ve been waiting so long for this moment, you have no idea! But you’re about to find out.” She giggled. “So ever since I found out that Mary convinced you to shrink yourself, I’ve been preparing for this day. You see..”
She dangled a zip lock bag in front of me, showing me a pair of black socks contained within.
“These are my gym socks.” She continued. “I’ve been wearing the same pair ever since I found out you shrunk. These nasty puppies haven’t been washed in two months! I keep them in this bag so they don’t make the rest of my clothes stink, but wait until you see just how amazing they smell. You’re absolutely going to love it!”
She was holding the bag right in front of me as she opened it, and as soon as the seal was broken, a rotten smell of death, vinegar, and rotting cheese, quickly overwhelmed me. The smell that was permeating the air was thick, nauseating, and burning my lungs and throat. But the worst part about the smell, was knowing that the source of the smell, that currently wasn’t near me, would in just moments, have me completely surrounded with no escape.
She grabbed her socks and let the bag fall to the floor. She set one down, and then began to stretch out the opening of the sock she was still holding. She slid her sock down over me and let the opening snap into place around her ankle. The taste and smell of her sock quickly overwhelmed my senses. This was far worse than what I had just recently experienced with Mary, and this was just the start. While Erika’s sock was a filthy mess, her foot was still relatively clean, but I knew as soon as she slid her shoes on and began to work out, my whole situation would be drastically changing for the worst.
As her foot swung down, it never made contact with the floor. Instead, she slid it directly into her awaiting sneaker. The inside of her shoe was still slightly moist from whenever the last time she worn it had been, and as her foot settled into place, the already incredibly overwhelming situation began getting significantly worse. It was only a few more moments before she had her other sock and shoe on and was up and on the move.
To no surprise, the girls decided to take a nice long run on the treadmill, ensuring that I would be getting non-stop pummeled by her foot. The pounding that I was taking was definitely painful, but as the warm inside of her shoe rapidly grew hotter, the pain of being trampled was the least of my concerns. It only took a few minutes before her foot began to sweat profusely. The smell of her fresh sweat, mixing with the stale, fetid sweat that remained trapped in her sock, made for the worst of nightmarish conditions. Her workout had just begun, and already the conditions I was suffering inside her shoe were significantly worse than what I had experienced in the last days of being trapped under Mary’s foot.
It wasn’t long after her foot began to sweat, that her shoe ran out of space to contain it all. Every step she took forced sweat up out of the insole of her shoe, through her sock, and into me. The pain of my flesh burning as her hot sweat was absorbed into me at an alarming rate, was the most excruciating pain I had ever felt. It was even worse than being in Mary’s shoe. I was definitely getting first hand proof that Erika had far worse of a foot odor problem than Mary.
The rhythmic pounding of being trampled seemed to last an eternity. The pain was excruciating and relentless. I wished more than ever for death to free me, but also knew that my wish would never come true. This was now the life that I was doomed to live for the rest of eternity.
Finally, the constant pounding slowed down as she began to do a cooldown walk. As she was walking, finishing her jogging workout, I couldn’t help but think of what could possibly be next. Hopefully she was too tired to keep working out. I had no sense of time in my situation, but from my perspective, it felt like it had to have been at least two hours or more.
She stopped walking consistently as she began to move around to her next destination. Suddenly I found myself under extreme pressure as more and more weight crushed me between her insole and her foot. From what I could surmise, she had to have been doing some form of workout involving weights, which would be what was contributing to the extra pressure crushing me flatter than paper.
As she moved around from one piece of equipment to the next, I found myself once again beginning to mentally disassociate. Though I couldn’t escape the pain of everything I was being forced to endure, I was still able to avoid the nagging thoughts in my head that left me depressed as I hoped and prayed for an end that I wasn’t even sure I’d be granted. I found it was easier just to exist than it was to try and consider any possible options that I knew I really didn’t have to begin with.
I was so tuned out by the time the girls had finished their workout, that I hadn’t even noticed that they were done. It wasn’t until I felt the vibrations of Erika’s car starting up that I snapped to and realized what was going on. Apparently, they had finished their workout and were now leaving, and I guess Erika thought it’d be more fun to leave me trapped where I was, rather than removing her nasty gym socks and shoes. By this point, I’ll admit, I honestly wasn’t even surprised that this was what she chose to do. As I said before, Erika was far more sadistic than Mary, and quite honestly, I found myself terrified at the thought of what might possibly come next. With Erika, there was really no telling. She may even decide to use me as human toilet paper for all I know. She’s twisted, and there’s no telling what lengths she’s willing to go to in order to torment me.
I could tell by how long Erika was driving, that we hadn’t gone back home. By the time we got out, I had no clue where we may have ended up. All I knew was that I’d be along for the ride no matter where they decide to go. There was a brief bit of walking, then I felt the crushing pressure of being stood on finally cease, informing me that she had sat down. A few seconds later, I felt that beautiful feeling of cool air working it’s way through the sock to me. She was taking off her shoe!
A few seconds later she removed her sock. While it felt great to no longer be surrounded by the taste of her foot, the other half of me was still stuck flat to her foot, being forced to still absorb all the fresh sweat that was still oozing out of her. They both had a laugh when they saw my pathetic self still stuck fast to the ball of Erika’s foot. I just wanted to die.
Erika dug her nail under me and began scratching me off her foot. It felt so good to finally be peeled off that nasty thing, but a part of me knew that this was all still very far from over. Now that I finally had been granted the opportunity to glance around at my surroundings, I was able to figure out that they had decided to take me back to Erika’s place. Now, with me in hand, the girls made their way out the back patio door and into the back yard. They walked around for a minute as they set up one of their phones on a tripod before sitting down in front of it.
To no surprise, Erika dropped me haphazardly down at their feet. As I picked myself up and got a closeup view of their giant feet propped up before me, I noticed that just the little bit of walking that they had done in the backyard, left a thin film of dirt stuck to their still sweaty soles. Now, not only was I about to have to lick the nasty, grimy sweat off their feet, but also all the dirt that had now collected there as they walked around outside barefoot.
Being that I was directly in front of Erika’s feet, I assumed that it was her feet that they wanted me to start with. Neither of them even looked at me, but rather started looking at something on Mary’s phone. Not wanting to find myself facing any more punishments, I walked up to Erika’s foot to begin doing what I knew it was that they were expecting me to do. At my new size I found that I was about the same size as Erika’s heel. It was a frightful realization as to just how mediocre my size had become.
I began to lick her heel. The it tasted like gravel mixed with vinegar, cheese, and corn chip slime. It was a thick consistency that my tongue did very little to break through. I knew I had no other choice but to start scraping away at the filth with my teeth, leaving it all to fall into my mouth for me to then chew up and swallow. I didn’t know how they expected me to clean both their feet. I was so dwarfed by each foot that I could see easily taking me half a day just to clean one foot.
I didn’t speak up though. I knew better at this point. Whatever they wanted, I had no choice but to oblige. I could only imagine the horror of spending two months in Erika’s shoe like I had Mary’s. Upon thinking that, I actually found a little relief in my situation. As bad as things were, they could definitely be worse. I could only imagine how terrible life would be if I would have been shrunken by Erika.
It took me quite a while, but I managed to finish cleaning Erika’s heel. Neither of them were paying me any attention, so there was no way to let her know I couldn’t reach any higher, and I certainly didn’t want to interrupt them, so I simply moved on to Erika’s other heel and began working. When Erika noticed, she stopped speaking for a moment, but then went right back into her conversation. I truly meant nothing to either of them. I was simply here for their own personal amusement.
After having cleaned both of Erika’s heels and being unable to reach to clean any more of her foot, I simply moved on to Mary’s feet. Once again, the conversation abruptly stopped, then once again quickly resumed. After finishing both of Mary’s heels, I moved in between both of them to try and show them somehow that there was nothing else I could do in this position.
“I guess that’s his way of saying he can’t reach the rest of our feet,” Erika said with a snicker. “What should we do now? Honestly, I’m getting kind of bored of this anyways. Is there any way we could possibly speed all this up? Cuz like, my feet are still in desperate need of a good cleaning, but this little shit is taking far to long for me to just keep sitting here waiting for him to be done.”
“Yea,” Mary responded, “I know what you mean. It took him forever to clean my feet the first time I had him shrunk. Now he’s like half the size and I don’t really have the patience for it either. No worries though, I planned ahead for this. When I was filling out his paperwork, I made him super absorbent. He’s like my own little personal sponge now. Watch.”
She once again scooped me up and positioned me in her hand so that my head was supported by her index finger. Again she began to drag my face across the length of her arch, forcing my face to absorb all the sweat and filth that had accumulated on her foot since the last time I cleaned it. It was also very apparent that when they had gone to the gym, she continued to use her two month old socks, even though I was no longer in them. Erika laughed and clapped her hands as she watched Mary abuse my face with her foot.
“So, I know there are a lot of alterations that you can make to someone when shrinking them,” Erika said to Mary as she continued to demonstrate how to use me to clean her foot faster. “So aside from being super absorbent and indestructible, have you made any other changes to him?”
“I thought you’d never ask!” Mary said laughing. “I was actually waiting to tell you, cuz I know how much of a kick you’re going to get out of this, but I did make two major alterations that you will absolutely love!”
“Enough with the suspense already! What did you do to him!?”
“Well, you know how he’s super absorbent, right? Well along with that, every inch of his body is now covered in taste buds, so not only is he sucking up all our sweat, but he’s also forced to taste every single drop that enters his body. I’ve also heard stories that once a tiny absorbs sweat, it takes a long time to break down, and the taste can linger on inside them for an insanely long amount of time, depending on just how bad the sweat was.”
“Damn! Well with after all the time he’s spent in your nasty ass shoes, combined with the amount of time he’s about to be spending in my shoes, even if we changed him back after I’ve had my turn, he’s going to be tasting our toes for eternity! God this is so amazing! I couldn’t have wished for a better scenario for him!”
“Oh, but it gets better still!”
“What!? How could it possibly get better than that!?
“I heightened his sense of taste and smell ten times!”
“Get the fuck out! Are you being serious right now!? That is so fucking awesome! Please tell me you’re not fucking with me.”
“Absolutely not! And the best part is, the shrinking process itself increases their senses, so multiplying that by ten, which is the highest amount possible, is absolutely mind blowing to think about what he must actually be going through. Like, think about it. Think about how terrible we think our feet smell. Shrinking alone makes that like a hundred times worse. Multiplying the shrunken increase by ten means that when he smells and tastes our feet, it’s literally a thousand times worse than it would be for us!”
“Holy shit! That’s fuckin intense! Thank you so much for doing this! I’m so glad we finally have like, the worlds greatest toy imaginable!”
Mary finished cleaning her feet and tossed me carelessly to Erika.
“Here,” she said. “Hurry up with this loser so we can move on to more fun and games with him.”
They both laughed as Erika positioned me in her hand and began using me to clean her feet in the same manner that she had just watched Mary do. The only difference was that Erika went a little slower as she drug my face across her feet, reveling in the feeling and the knowledge of just how bad she was causing me to suffer.
“This is the most amazing feeling ever,” Erika said. “Not just the feeling him sucking all that filth of my feet, but also knowing just how bad it must suck for him down there makes it that much more amazing! So what do you think you wanna do after this?”
“I don’t know.” Mary replied. “I’m getting kind of bored fuckin with this little loser right now. What do you say you stick him back to your foot for now and we go flirt with some guys at the mall or something?”
“Ooh yea! That sounds like a great idea! Let's do it!”
Both girls got up. Once fully standing, Erika dropped me down to the ground. I landed on my stomach and got the wind knocked out of me. As I rolled onto my back, I looked up to see Erika’s giant foot looming over me. I knew what was coming next, and although I instinctively put my hands out defensively in front of me, I knew it would do absolutely nothing to keep me safe.
I was still trying to catch my breath from the fall as she slowly lowered her foot down towards me. I tried using my arms to pull myself back, but being so small and barely able to breath, it did me no good. Her toes landed on my legs, pinning me in place. She began to scrunch her toes, pulling me slightly under her foot. She unflexed her toes, leaving me where I was, causing her toes to cover more of my torso. Again she flexed her toes, pulling me in deeper. This time when her toes unflexed, my chin was touching her second toe.
As she flexed her toes a third time, her toe rolled over my face, crushing it slightly into the ground. The time, when her toes unflexed, I was completely under them with the ball of her foot resting on my chest. Satisfied with my current position, she began to press more weight down on me. After putting all the weight she possibly could on my chest, she rolled her foot slightly forward, forcing my face into the underside of her toes. When she had finally finished and lifted her foot off me, I found myself trapped around the curve of the ball of her foot with my face planted firmly in the underside of her toe, with no way to break free.
She walked on me barefoot as she made her way back into the house, forcing me to taste everything she stepped on. Once back in the house, the worst possible thing happened. She grabbed the gym socks that she had just been wearing earlier and slid them back on her feet, once again trapping me in the nastiest possible scenario. To no surprise, her shoe followed immediately after. Once again I was locked in a, near air tight, environment of filth.
I wished with everything I had, to every God I could think of, to please end this torment. I wasn’t a bad person. I didn’t do anything to deserve what these two sadistic women were putting me through, and I’d give anything I could for the sweet release of death. As I was continuously being bombarded with gallons and gallons of sweat that my body was being forced to absorb, I began feeling far less human, and more like a living clump of toe jam. My existence had become a cesspool of sweat and filth that filled me to my very core and just condensed itself within me more and more as my body in continually forced to absorb all this acrid filth.
The worst part about this whole situation, was that this was really just the start. The last two months were really nothing, compared to the eternity of this that stands before me. As bad as this situation is, the knowledge that there will never be any form of an end to all this was the most tormenting of all thoughts. This was nothing more than the first two months of eternity.. Would I ever be able to get used to this Hell that I’ve been forced into?
