Helping My Coworker - (Written Story)

                                             (Part 1)

Fuck, you were shrunk at work, just on your way to the kitchen.
You heard so much about the pandemic and feared so much it will be caught to you, you were so careful—wearing a mask all the time, keeping social distance, not going to parties, how the hell did you get this terrible sickness…

You hid near the legs of one of the chairs in the hall and waiting to see a friendly face to ask for help, you knew that there are many people who take advantages of people who got sick like that, and you didn't want to find out in what ways.

Then she came, Jane, she was your best friend and coworker at work, you made many successful projects together, you started hitting the leg of the chair with a nail you found to produce some metal hit noises, and it worked! She looked down and saw you, she bent down on her knees and looked at you in confusion, you screamed “Jane! Help, it's me!”, then she gasped in surprised, “Oh my god, what happened you got the shrinking virus? Let me help you”. She picked you up and went to her desk, placing you near her laptop, “What the hell happened? How can I help?”

“I don't know, maybe take me home to my wife? I can wait for a cure or something”
“That's a terrible idea”, said Jane, “You know that since the shrinking virus started the number one victims are husbands? Wives know they get all the property and huge compensations from the government, we need to think about something else, a friend of mine just crushed her husband barefoot claiming it was an accident but last Friday she was laughing about it, how he begged for her mercy and she just did it, now she is rich… this is insane”
“I can't believe my wife would do such thing”, you immediately said, “We have a good relationship… But now that you say that, I honestly don't know what to do”.

“Let me take you home, we will figure something out”, she said and placed you in some box she had on her desk and put it in her purse, she took the rest of the day off and drove home with you.

After what felt like hours the box was finally opened, and you saw her looking down at you, you were on a coffee table in her salon, she started talking
“Listen, I've made some calls trying to understand what can we do, but currently it seems like there's no cure in the horizon, but they are working on it… I've bought some stuff to keep you safe here” and she showed you what looked like a small hamster cage, and some furniture toys, a match box with some rags in it, probably for a bed, you were looking at all of this and started crying, is this how your life going to look like?

She looked at you, smiling actually, “hey, don't cry, it's going to be ok, I'll take care of you… I'll give you time to comprehend the situation, I know it's a lot to digest”.

Jane placed you in the cage, then went and brought a cookie, she crumbled it at the corner of the cage and at the other corner she put a toy bucket and some tissues, is this the bathroom? It was terrible. She smiled and asked if this is ok and while crying you just nodded, what can you say? It seems like she is really trying to help…

The morning came, and you woke up, Jane was there looking at you, “Hey, good morning sleepy head, are you ok? Have you calmed down?”, you got up of the match box and thanked her, you were sorry for how you reacted yesterday, then Jane took her sit back and placed both of her feet near your cage, it felt so weird…

“So listen, I was thinking, I meant every word yesterday—I will take care of you for as long as it takes until a cure comes out, but we can't make it a one-sided deal, I also need your help, in return you will work for me”

What the hell was that? The attitude was so different from the Jane you knew, “What do you mean?” you asked, worried as hell about what's coming next.

(End of part 1)


                                               (Part 2)

"What do you mean?" you asked Jane, worried as hell about what's coming next.

She made a cute smile and started explaining
"I have a condition with my feet as you can see", you stared at her feet that was still next to your cage, you didn't understand what she was talking about, her feet looked completely normal to you, "My skin always die... I mean... I have a lot of dead skin and no matter what I try it doesn't make it better! I tried every possible cream, treatment, nothing worked..."

You didn't understand what any of this has to do with you, you have no knowledge of the subject, you are around 5cm tall, why is she telling you this? It feels like some kind of a weird dream.

"For a while now I see on Instagram and Tiktok images and videos of women feet that are being groomed by shrunk men, apparently because of your size you can treat the feet with micro precision, it's a lot of work and it will take time but when the dead skin is entirely removed it should not come back... at least not in a matter of weeks, that's what I know"

"Jane, you can't be serious, you want me to take care of your feet while you keep me here?"

Her cute smile turned to anger / insult, "Well, you don't have to do anything, if that's your attitude I can just give you to the office secretary, honestly I thought we are friends and you will be ok with helping me, it's just treatment, there are people who work at this"

"But they aren't 5cm tall!! And wait, you can't give me to the secretary", you said, scared as hell - the office secretary was such a bitch to you even in normal size.

"Because she will crush you instantly with her foot, and you know I'm right, I'm sure that if anyone else found you no one would have helped you like me, you probably wouldn't survive 10 minutes with any of them, for god sake you should thank me, and instead you complain, wow... Such ungrateful friend, you should fall on your knees and kiss my feet for what I'm doing for you, not that I'm asking that"

"OK fine, please stop, wait, understand my position", you stuttered, "I'm just shocked... Listen Jane, I didn't tell you this earlier but my wife is pregnant, we just found out a few weeks ago, I should be with her, she wouldn't crush me, we need to raise the kid together, please just take me there ok? I’m sorry”

“Wow congrats!”, her mood changed immediately, “I’m very happy to hear you guys are having a child, but seriously - all the more reason not to give you to her… the compensation from the government is 5 times bigger when a kid is on its way, it’s a monthly payment, and with the pregnancy hormones she will probably crush you in less than a day… I can’t give you to her with clean conscious”

You didn’t know what to say anymore, maybe she is right? You didn’t want to die… You just sat down on the cage’s floor, tears were forming in your eyes and you stayed quiet, how can Jane do this? You have a kid coming and she just thinks about your wife killing you? Jane is also a mother, although divorced, and you know well that it was a very ugly divorce. She sees her kids every other week, with almost no communication with her divorced husband. Maybe she thinks your wife will kill you just because she hates her ex husband so much?

Jane finally got her feet to the floor again, you suddenly felt the air got clean again, you could breathe normally, you didn’t even realize that the air was like that because of her feet, how could you treat her feet when they make the air so disgustingly dense and smelly… But what other choice do you have? Jane is right, any other coworker would probably torture you to death, you heard stories about others who have shrunk at the office, they were terrible stories. And let’s face it - Jane is beautiful, you always had a small crush on her, she was in her early 30’s and even after giving labor twice, she kept her body in a very good shape, maybe it’s not that bad, maybe you can just do it for several months until you can go back to your normal life.

“Listen, it wouldn’t be that bad”, Jane started talking, bringing her face closer to the cage, “I promise to always take a shower and clean my feet thoroughly before any treatment, you will just have to remove the dead skin and nothing else”

“But with what tools?”

Jane blushed a bit and took her eyes off the cage to the side, shyly she said “hmm, well, you should do that with your teeth, that’s the only way you can do that precisely”, you got up on your feet and looked at her with shock, “Look! it’s not that weird, if my feet are all washed and clean why does it matter? And it’s not like you *have* to eat the callous, you can just spit it out after, although I heard the taste is not that bad” she said and started laughing.

“Jane, what the fuck? How can you laugh after telling me that I need to bite dead skin off your feet”, when you finished that sentence Jane’s laughter grew bigger and she hid it with her hand and started saying “Sorry! Oh my god I’m so sorry” but she kept laughing “It’s just a bit weird and I’m trying to laugh it off, look, it will be ok, let’s just try for a few days and see how it goes ok?”

You didn’t say anything, you were just exhausted, “ok I guess… Jane, can you please bring me some water here? The cookie crumbles are ok but I’m just super thirsty”

“Oh my god, of course” She said and got up walking out of the room, you stood there alone in the cage thinking about everything that just happened, you both will probably need to get used to this, but it can work out… maybe.

Jane came back with a bottle cap filled with water, she opened the cage and placed it near you, “I’m really sorry, it’s the first time I’m having a pet” Jane stopped for a second, you could see she is holding off another laugh, “I mean, a tiny person, but I never had a pet either”, can this be more humiliating? You thought to yourself…

“I’m going to work, then I’m working out as usual and buying some groceries, I’m sorry that you need to spend the day like that all by yourself, who knows maybe in the future I could bring you a friend here, this evening we will do the first treatment so get ready”, she said, took her purse and left the room.

(End of part 2)


                                             (Part 3)

Finally she came back home after what felt like the most boring day of your life, she entered the room with her gym clothes, brought her face close to your cage, “hey how are you? How was your day?”, you just sadly nodded, “oh don’t be like that, I’m taking a shower and we will start our first treatment” she said happily and left to the shower.

You nervously waited for her to return, thinking about how horrible this treatment might be. She came back with a white sleeveless undershirt and short training pants, probably a pajamas, opened the cage and said “I’m taking you to the salon ok? I would like to watch tv while we are doing this”, with that she picked you up and brought you to the small coffee table at the salon.

She dragged it close to the sofa sat down, she took a bowl of salad close to her and then placed her right foot in front of you, “it will probably be embracing for the both of us, but let’s start, just bite off the dead skin, whatever quantity you’ll be able to clean today is good”, she turned on TV watching some brainless reality show and started to ate her salad.

You just stood there in front of that huge foot, it was like some wall of flesh, you placed a hand on the middle of it, where there was no dead skin, just to see how it feels, and it was ok - it was still a bit soft and moist from the shower, it even smelled ok, it wasn’t nearly as bad as yesterday when she placed her feet near the cage, then you took your hand to the left, touching the dead skin and it was a bit harder, you brought your face closer and grinded it with your feet, it was a bit hard but it came off, you thought to yourself that it’s not as bad as you thought, and if it will make Jane happy and maybe put some more effort to treat you better, it’s worth it.

You continued biting and grinding dead skin from her foot, spitting it out on the table but unintentionally a lot of it was stuck in your teeth, and you had to swallow some of her dead skin, the taste was weird but she was right - it wasn’t disgusting, after a while the tv show was over, Jane took a sigh and said “let’s see how you’re doing”, she grabbed her foot and turned it to her face and you could see a big smile forming on her face “Wow this is wonderful, you cleared a few cm” she touched the skin where the dead skin was “it’s been years since my foot was that soft there, thank you, this is great, do you want to finish for today? I’m ok with it”

You were happy with her reaction, and you thought to yourself that going back to that boring cage was not something that you are too thrilled about, at least now you were doing something and it even made her happy, you asked “Are you going to sleep?”

“No, but I just don’t want to overwhelm you on your first day, I can watch another show”

“Oh, I’m actually ok with continuing”

Her smile turned even bigger, it was actually quite the sight, she was beautiful, “Wow, what a change from yesterday, hahaha”, she leaned back and brought her left foot this time, it was at the edge of the table so the upper part of her foot was in front of you, “Enjoy”

You continued for another hour, biting / eating dead skin from her left foot, you took short breaks and sat down leaning on her foot watching tv, it seemed like she didn’t care, eventually she turned off the tv and placed the empty bowl of salad on the table near you, “OK guy, you did a great job today and far exceeded my expectations, you deserve a rest”

She brought you back to your cage and left to her bedroom, sadly she closed the door on the way out so it was almost pitched black, you could hear vague mumbling outside as she was talking over the phone probably with her friend, you could hear the words “feet” / “cute” / “bites” brought up by her and short bursts of laughter, exhausted you eventually fell asleep.

The rest of the week was just the same:
A boring day
Jane comes back from the gym, takes a shower and let you treat her feet.
She brings you back to your cage and you fall asleep almost immediately considering how tired you get from taking care of her feet.

At the weekend her kids came over, so before they arrived she explained the situation to you and that she doesn’t want them to see you, she crumbled few cookies in your cage, placed 3 cups filled with water, and placed the cage in the closet she has at the rear of her bed (where she placed her feet), to make things worst she even placed a white sheet over you, you had to spend 3 days in complete darkness, barely hearing her having fun with her kids, any kind of sound was a gift, it was such a terrible weekend, but finally it was over, Sunday evening she opened the closet and removed the sheet, a blinding light took over, you couldn’t see her face properly and still you were so happy and filled with joy, then she said “Hey, ready for the next treatment?”

(End of part 3)


                                              (Part 4)

She placed you at the same spot at the salon, the TV was already turned on, the coffee table was a bit dirty this time, probably from having her kids over, it disturbed you that she didn’t even ask you how the weekend went and how terrible it was to be in complete darkness this whole time, the cookie crumbs were finished maybe a day ago and you were starving, did she even noticed that?

She started watching TV with a bowl of popcorn in her hand, with a sigh she said “it’s fun having them here but god it’s exhausting”, then her right foot gently hit the table, it was right in front of you and god dammit it was dirty, you tried to protest and called her a few times but she probably neither heard it or just ignored you, it was smelly and filled with dirt, maybe she took a shower but it was probably few hours ago, you weren’t sure what to do… and you were so hungry…

After few minutes of trying to get her attention you’ve decided just to start working, you removed as much dirt and sweat as possible with your hands and started grinding your teeth on her dead skin, this time the taste was awful, and her foot sweat got in your throat, you gagged but eventually swallowed, you needed that nutrition, it was such a terrible experience and you were so angry at Jane for being so disrespectful.

You continued against your will, suffering from every minute of it. No matter what you did to avoid the sweat it was just everywhere, covering every bit of dead skin… and the taste of dirt was noticeable, even if you removed the bigger parts with you hands, some of it remained.

After maybe an hour, Jane lifted her foot and took a look, “Oh wait, oops, I forgot to take a shower before the treatment, isn’t the foot sweaty? It looks disgusting… Why did you start?”

You were furious with her reaction “Jane, I’ve tried to get your attention for maybe 30 minutes and you ignored me, I’m hungry I had no choice”

“So it was ok for you to bite off dead skin from such a dirty foot? My dead skin is food to you now? This is sick”

“No Jane, you are missing the whole point… Listen”

Then the TV show stopped for a breaking news, you turned around to see what’s going on and she also turned her eyes to the television:

“BREAKING NEWS,
Dear citizens, it is confirmed that a cure for the shrinking virus has been developed and tested”

Jane finally took her foot down the floor, and raised the volume of the TV, you could see on her face that she isn’t pleased with what she is looking at

“The serum has been experienced on more than 1,000 Chinese Shrinkies with amazing success”

The TV showed various shrunken men getting bigger rapidly to normal size, your heart almost exploded from excitement, it’s finally happening you will be able to go back to your life.

Jane said indifferently: “Wow, exciting news isn’t it? Tomorrow morning I’ll call the local health ministry to see how can we get you this cure and how exactly it works”

You excitedly said, forgetting about the disgusting sweat and the horrible experience you just had, “thank you so much Jane, I really appreciate it”

“Sure no worries, I’m going to take another shower and then we will continue with the treatment alright? It’s not like the cure is already here” she got up with a sigh and went to the shower.

You sat down on the coffee table, trying to hold your breath together, oh my god, they actually developed a cure in just 6 days from the day you shrunk, you thought to yourself that although she wasn’t sensitive enough, Jane intentions are good and she is still your friend, here she even felt bad for making you drink her foot sweat for biting off her dead skin from her foot, she is reasonable… she didn’t crush you like happened to so many others from the office, you were truly lucky and you owed her a lot.

Jane came back, with a towel over her body, she sat down and placed her right foot on the table again, she didn’t say much you could just see on her face that she is annoyed and not happy, you wanted to make the situation better so you immediately started biting off the dead skin from her now clean foot, chewing and swallowing the dead skin entirely, you were still hungry and after a shower the dead skin of her foot is a decent meal.

You could hear Jane tapping rapidly on her phone, getting and sending a lot of messages, from time to time she sighed with anger, who knows what she is doing, then she took down her right foot and slammed the left foot at the table, making you lose your balance and fall down on your ass.
You’ve decided not to make a scene out of it, you got up and approached the left foot, proceeding the so called treatment, you just continued thinking about tomorrow, and that you will very soon be able to return to your normal life.

Or is it?

(End of part 4)


                                              (Part 5)

You woke up in your cage, waiting eagerly for Jane to return home, you tapped the bars, make your bed, then you noticed that Jane didn’t leave you any food today, it was smart to actually swallow her feet’s dead skin yesterday - at least you are not starving now, Jane was such a clumsy caretaker, no wonder she never had a pet before, but who cares - she might come with a cure today and you will finally be able to go back to your life.

The door opened, Jane walked in and approached to your cage, you tried to see if she is holding some bag or something but she just had her gym clothes on and empty handed
“Hey guy, I’ve talked with the health ministry and I have many updates I’ll just take a quick shower and then we'll talk”
You nodded and she went away, you sat on your bed thinking to yourself “did she really just casually went to the gym after work on a day this important? Sometimes she is such an egoist”

Jane came back, took you to the salon (with the cage), placed you on the coffee table and sat on the sofa, started explaining the situation

“So the cure will arrive and distribute in the city sometime the upcoming month, and I’ve signed up to have the chance for being a part of the first batch”

Upcoming month? You will have to stay in this condition and keep eating dead skin for an entire month?

“The thing is, every sample of the cure is currently being sold for the ridiculous price of 10,000$”
“That’s ok”, you snapped, the last thing you care about at the moment is money, “I’ll pay whatever needed, just let’s make it happen as soon as possible, please Jane, I’m not complaining about your very kind hospitality I just want back to-“ she stopped you “relax, relax… Jeez, it’s ok I understand what you say, it’s ok”

You calmed down and in a more relaxed manner you said “Let’s transfer you the money ok? I want to be part of the first batch, whatever it takes”

“Sure thing, and 10,000$ happens to be the maximum that can be transferred online per month so I think we are ok with that, just give me the password and I’ll take care of the rest”

You gave Jane your password, she entered and after a few seconds you heard her giggle, you nervously looked at her, then she said “why do you have so much money laying here in your account? Don’t you invest in anything? Poor thing” , another giggle.

“Jane, it’s really not the time-”
“Yeah yeah, I’m just kidding relax, here I transferred the money, tomorrow I’ll make the phone calls and make sure we will get you the cure as soon as possible, now…” she opened the cage and took you out, then placing both her feet in front of you “let’s make a special effort today ok? I want as much dead skin removed as possible before we get you to normal size again”
You approached her right foot and shoved your face in her dead skin, grinding it fast with your teeth, even without what she said - you were starving to death today, and this nutrition is all you have…

She sighed with pleasure and said “ahhh… Good boy…”, that was weird, it’s the first time Jane showed any pleasure from the treatments, and what’s the deal with “good boy”? You ignored it and just continued, trying to cover as much skin as you can before Jane calls it a day.

After few hours of watching tv Jane probably got bored and took a look at the feet you weren’t working on at the moment, she made a big smile “that’s the most progress we’ve done since the start, you are doing a very good job, who knows maybe when the cure arrives my feet will finally look beautiful as they should”

“Yes, actually Jane I’m getting very tired”

“Nah, let’s continue for another episode, show some gratitude I’m about to get you the cure soon” she laughed it off, like it’s not a big deal that you are standing here grinding your teeth against the dead skin of her feet… whatever, you kept doing the best you can, it’s been a long time and you couldn’t eat anymore, so you started spitting the dead skin and tried to avoid swallowing it, how long is that episode?

Then you heard a snore, Jane fell asleep and just left you in front of her feet, luckily the cage was still on the table, you climbed back and fell asleep, you have no idea for how long you kept treating her feet but your whole body ached, your neck and jaw were sore as hell, “whatever it takes” you said to yourself, you’ve decided to just go with it and do everything to make her happy until she gets the cure.

She didn’t say anything about this incident the next day, and she kept “forgetting” crumbing any cookies, for the whole next week your only nutrition was her feet’s dead skin, but you’ve decided not to say anything about it, just in case she got mad or anything, in general you’ve tried to be the best “good boy” you possibly can, covering as much dead skin every day as you can, you saw that in time Jane spent less time cleaning her feet in shower before the treatments, every day they were a little more dirty than the last day, in time she talked less to you, and it was clear that she is enjoying the treatments much more than you, sighs of pleasure were starting to get more and more casual.

You lost track of time, at first you were marking the days on your bed but being that exhausted daily you just forgot too many times and completely lost it, it’s like her feet are your whole world now, and the only thing you thought about during the day, sometimes you felt like your humanity is lost, like you are forgetting who you even are, and how long has it been since you purchased the cure, one evening you’ve decided to ask about that, she was surprised that you even talk to her.

“Well of course I didn’t forget, I wanted to keep it a surprise but the cure was shipped and should be here tomorrow, now keep at it, between the toes guy”

She flattened her foot so her toes were in front of you, you got on your knees and shoved your face between the toes, licking and biting the little bits of dead skin there, she had a gorgeous moan, “Ahhhh… this is fantastic, don’t take your head out, keep licking”, she enjoyed herself more than she should this time…

Tomorrow finally arrived and Jane, with her gym clothes, still covered in sweat, got to your cage with some special small bottle, “guess what??”, she poured the bottle to a small bottle cup, got you out of the cage and placed you in front of it, “today is the day! You need to drink everything, do not leave a single drop”

“THANK YOU JANE”
You approached the cup and started sipping it in

“Just remember there’s a 60% that it will work, worst case scenario we can buy another next month”

(End of part 5)

                                             (Part 6)

The cure’s taste and texture were beyond disgusting, but without much thought you just kept sipping it as fast as you can, Jane already went to the shower as usual, sip after sip you almost gagged but kept going, at some points you thought to yourself that something in that taste is familiar but you couldn’t say from where and what it reminds you, you kept drinking it until
The cup was empty, then you even licked it’s surface just to make sure you don’t leave anything of the cure in that cup.

Jane came back covered with a towel, “well? How do you feel? How was it??”

“The most disgusting thing I’ve ever had to drink in my life”

Jane burst into laughter, holding her stomach, “poor guy”, you didn’t understand why it was that funny… “well if it worked it should take effect in the next 3 hours so I say there’s no reason not to start the treatment, with that she took you to the coffee table, placed her feet in front of you and said “it might be the last treatment so I expect you to go all in, try to get rid of every bit of dead skin I have left”, you didn’t even wait for her to finish and just used every bit of power you had to grind as much dead skin as possible, you were so happy this nightmare is about to end.

Jane was very giggly during this treatment, probably something on her phone is funny, she kept texting and burst into random laughters, it was annoying but you ignored it, you even ignored the fact that it was clear the she washed her feet only with water, no soap or anything, it was even a bit sweaty but you weren’t sure maybe it’s just an after-taste of the cure, after a while you took a step back and took a look at her feet.

You felt a bit proud, her feet was almost completely clean of dead skin, you did an incredible job this month, it was like a very long term project and it’s the first time you actually stopped to take a look at the whole picture, her feet looks much better than the time you first saw them

“Hey, why did you stop?” Jane moved her feet to the sides and looked at you, you replied “Ah, sorry, it’s just-“, “stop being such an ungrateful slave”

You snapped “Jane, what the actual fuck”
Jane started laughing, for some reason she was in such a good mood but you’ve decided that that’s enough no one is calling you slave
“Stop being so serious I was just kidding, and keep your voice down, I brought you the cure today didn’t I? Come on, why don’t you give my feet a good kiss and say you’re sorry” she brought her right foot closer to your face

“Jane, it’s not funny, I don’t like these jokes” is she drunk? This behaviour is so unlike her, she crossed some red lines today, her behaviour didn’t make any sense.

“No? Ok, so just keep removing dead skin, I’m going out soon”

So this is why she’s having such a good mood, she never goes out, maybe a date or meeting some friends, you’ve decided to cut her some slack and just kept on treating her foot, then you thought to yourself
“What does she mean she is going out, I will probably return to my normal size very soon”

After a while Jane took a look at her feet with the usual smile, then she looked at you and said “well I’m sorry to inform you it seems we are out of luck, more than 3 hours have passed and you didn’t grow up at all, it’s 60% success and they said it might happen… we have to buy another sample”

You sat down, tears came up to your eyes, it can’t be happening

“Hey don’t be like that, I’m transferring another 10k and tomorrow I’ll make some calls to get another batch, just another month, it can’t be that bad right? I feel like we are making amazing progress here”

You just sadly nodded, you couldn’t say anything, you let her take you and put you back in your cage, then she happily hummed herself some song and got dressed in the same room, not even covering your cage, you couldn’t stop yourself and stared, her body was perfect, every inch of it.

The skin was clean, shaved, her legs were long and beautiful, for the first time in a long time you had a huge hard on, embarrassed you went to your bed and hid it with the blanket, she finished getting dressed and turned the lights off when she left the room.

You sat alone in the dark and started striking that hard on, it’s been a while since you had any fun, and you needed some motivation - it’s going to be a hard month before you get to try the cure again.

(End of part 6)

                                               (Part 7)

Just as expected, the upcoming week wasn’t easy, and Jane didn’t make it easier - she barely cleaned her feet during showers, but as you had no other source of nutrition you had to swallow the dead skin you removed and sometimes even other things that got stuck to her feet from her bare feet walks to the working room and salon, especially after weekends she had the kids over, Jane stepped on snacks and other sweet things she usually didn’t eat as she is doing her best to keep a healthy life, at least she kept filling your water, you tried to remind her about giving you other sources of food but she always had weird excuses, like she forgot to buy cookies or she didn’t have something else she thinks you might eat.

Most days you were treated as some kind of a tool to remove dead skin from her feet while she watched TV, you just did what you had to do before getting the next batch of the cure.

Another weekend came by, and Jane started picking up your cage to put you in the closet but she didn’t put any crumbs or any other food, you started screaming “JANE! FOOD! I CANT SURVIVE LIKE THIS FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND! STOP!”

Just before covering you with a sheet, she heard you and said “what’s wrong?”

“FOOD!!”

“Oh, that’s right, but what should I do I don’t have any cookies in the house and the kids are about to come over”

“Jane, anything, do you understand that I’ll die without food”

“Ok, I have an idea, let’s take care of that”

Jane took your cage and put it on the floor, you didn’t understand what’s happening as she got her right foot out of its flip flop and on top of your cage, then she started grinding her foot rapidly at the upper bars of the cage, causing dirt, dead skin, and sweat falling over into you cage, you just stood there in shock staring upward as all of these disgusting things fell like some kind of a weird snow, you didn’t know what to say anymore, there was nowhere reasonable to hide, you just let everything fall on you.
Then she did the same with her left foot, you thought to yourself that when it’s all finally over and you are back to your normal life you will have to find another job, there is no way you will be able to work with Jane again, she might be a clumsy caretaker but she crossed too many red lines here, and what’s happening now simply made no sense, how in the world she thinks that grinding her feet like that is actually providing you with food for the weekend? She isn’t that stupid but she shouldn’t be that cruel, something was off, maybe you are in denial - but something is off here, no reasonable human being would do something like that.

She was finally done, you and your surroundings were filled with white powder of dead skin, dirt and some lint, you just stood there speechless, she picked up the cage and said casually “Here, I think that’s enough food for you for the weekend”, she put you in the closet with a sheet on it, you spent the weekend in stinky environment and darkness, eventually you had no choice and you actually ate some of what she left you, angrily you kicked some of it out of the cage, you were so frustrated with how things got to be, but what more could you do? You must withstand all of this humiliation and survive until the cure will finally kick in. Having 60% chances of success means it can’t take too long, statistically speaking, 2-3 times should be enough…

On Sunday evening as her kids left the house, she opened the closet and took you out of the cage, brought you to the salon without saying a word and just put both of her feet in front of you, she didn’t even take a shower, her feet were the most sweaty and dirty you’ve seen so far, you covered your nose and just took few steps away from her feet.
After a few moments she said “come on, I’m too tired to shower this weekend was exhausting, start eating the dead skin, lick the sweat away if you need to, I don’t care just do it”.

You refused, you didn’t even care that you are starving, this is too much, it’s degrading, you’ve decided that this is it there’s no way you put your mouth on those dirty soles, so you sat down still covering your nose and said nothing.

She got her left foot down and brought her upper body closer to you, she got her right foot closer to you, “What? Are you being serious? Get on your knees and start biting dead skin off this foot right now”

“Jane, this is too much, you can’t do this, I’m a human being”, you started crying, “I’m doing my best for weeks now but you just ask for more and more out of me, look at your foot it’s disgusting”

She looked at you indifferently, brought her right foot closer to you, and it was the edge of the table you couldn’t back off anymore, she looked straight into your eyes and said “kiss the foot”, she emphasised every word, “kiss the foot and tell it you are sorry”

“WHAT?! Jane come on!”

“Kiss the foot and tell it you are sorry for saying it’s disgusting, or you are not getting the cure anytime soon”

You couldn’t believe her words, but you didn’t know what to do anymore, she might had a bad day but that’s no excuse for acting like that, you had no choice, Jane and the cure are your only option to go back to your life, you had to suck up your pride and do as she says.

You removed your hands from the nose and slowly approached the foot, you gave it a quick kiss and mumbled “I’m sorry”

“I didn’t hear you”

“I SAID IM SORRY JANE”

“And you think that kiss was enough? Kiss it like you mean it”

You thought that this situation couldn’t get more humiliating, this bitch is crazy and you just wanted it to over, you approached the ball of her foot and gave it the most passionate kiss you could, the foot sweat got into you throat, eyes, nose, but you didn’t stop, although it was disgusting as hell, you continued until you heard her says “Good, stay on your knees and take care of my feet, I don’t want to hear another complaint and you will continue until I say otherwise, I had a bad day and the last thing I care about is a pathetic foot slave”

Hearing those words just gave you a clear image of your position, step by step she degraded you to a foot slave, and what happened now was the final nail on the closet, how can she do this when she knows that the next cure batch can return you to normal, isn’t she scared of what you might do to her when you are at normal size? As you continued eating dead skin off her foot, the taste of sweat was strong and there was no way to avoid it. This is unforgivable, Jane is not your friend or coworker, she acts like she thinks she is your goddess, and perhaps she is right.

(End of part 7)

                                                 (Part 8)

You were exhausted but you couldn’t sleep, you kept thinking about the awful way Jane treated you, and how she just threw you back in the cage without saying a word once she had enough, how could she be so cruel, you were the best friends at work, making you on purpose licking sweat off her feet, yesterday was so terrible that made you thought the maybe getting crushed by other colleagues was a better fate, at least it would have over immediately, as much as you hated to admit it, you are 2 months into slavery, “foot slave” as she said, you didn’t even know such term exists.

Tomorrow Jane came home as usual covered in sweat with her gym clothes, “I think I overreacted yesterday and I’m sorry, here I brought you something”, she placed a familiar bottle on the desk near your cage, you jumped out of your bed and got closer to the cage’s door, you were still angry and hurt and you didn’t say anything but you were really happy to see the cure again, she filled the cup, took you out of the cage, and said “Well, good luck I guess, I hope it works out for you this time” and with a giggle she left for the shower.

Again the taste of the cure was terrible, but you kept to sip it in like crazy, the smell was familiar and surprisingly reminded you of Jane post-workout but you thought that it’s just because she was here a minute ago, you finished every single drop of it and then just sat down near the cup and waited.

Jane came back with the towel around her, drying out her right ear, “finished already? Well, 3 hours to kick in, let’s start the hopefully last treatment” she said with a smile.

At the salon she placed her feet in front of you, at least they were clean now, as you grind your teeth against her skin you just waited impatiently to feel any kind of sensation, but nothing happened, and 3 long hours of intense treatment came to an end.

“I’m sorry little guy, looks like we are out of luck again… missing out 2 cures already, it’s like… 16% chance of failure? What a shame, I’m transferring another 10k to my account and I’ll try to get the next batch ASAP”

You were just shocked and couldn’t believe how unlucky you could be. This nightmare got to continue for another month, her goddamn feet, why do they keep making dead skin, it’s because of all her jogging and workouts, why couldn’t she just take a vacation and stop training… her feet are in a much better shape than it was when you just started, why isn’t it enough for her? She is taking pleasure in it, it’s got to be it… you were so mad.

The next day Jane came straight from the gym and got you out of the cage to the salon “sorry guy, no time to shower today I’m joining a night run and still want my feet treated, let’s get to work”, she placed you on the table and brought her extreme sweaty feet on the table, she just got her feet out of her Niky gym shoes and socks, the feet were clean but just… oiled with sweat… you knew that you literally had no choice and you started licking off the sweat and bite off the dead skin, at least the dead skin was soft thanks to the sweat, you closed your eyes and kept shoving your face and teeth against her skin, drinking gallons of foot sweat in the process.

“Good boy, I see that you got used to my foot sweat, I was thinking maybe in order to make a better treatment every evening I should stop giving you water as well? You work much better when you are hungry, and if you are thirsty my foot sweat can serve as water, imagine - you will live only with what my feet produces, it will be amazing”

What is this nonsense, she can’t be serious but nothing surprises you anymore, Jane lost it, she is acting like a crazy megalomaniac bitch who enjoys being a goddess to a tiny person like you, and as much as she tried to hide it at the beginning, she couldn’t care less of showing you this side of her anymore.

Jane kept her word and in the next days she didn’t leave you any water, and she didn’t shower anymore before treatments, she showered right after them, it was like she wanted you to see how easy it is for her to give you a better experience.

For a few days now you were living off dead skin and sweat, every treatment started with you both starving and thirsty and ended with you filled and exhausted, you lost any sense of humanity, she almost didn’t speak to you and sometimes she was just drinking cold water while you treated her feet, it was like she did it on purpose for you to see it.

God how you missed water, how you missed proper food, and it was so easy for her to give you all of that, but no, you had to live off what her soles produce, you were less than an insect, you felt like a tool, a tool she uses to keep her feet clean and for her sick pleasure. You couldn’t do anything about it, you guessed that if she will be displeased she is just going to stop giving you the cure altogether, so you played along, day after day, week after week, you were ashamed to admit you got used to it.
Your body, to be precise, got used to it - one big meal per day, dead skin and foot sweat, nothing else.

Jane came back with another batch of the cure, again, you drank it entirely, this time Jane just stood there and watched you drink it, it reminded you of Jane again, but it was far better than her foot sweat, so it was the first time you didn’t feel like the cure is disgusting, you were actually grateful for drinking something else…

The usual intense treatment was happening and at some point Jane just bursted into laughter, “you gotta be the most unlucky pathetic foot slave in the whole world, and I really worked hard for getting you all these cure batches and you just keep failing it, maybe you don’t want to return to your normal size? You like it don’t you? Being taken care of by me, your body probably denies the cure just because you want to keep eating dead skin and drink disgusting foot sweat”

Jane couldn’t be more wrong, you were suffering from everything that was happening, you weren’t even mad anymore, you were just sad and frustrated, you looked down and said nothing.

“You owe me so much for what I’m doing for you”, she flattened her right foot in front of you, so her toes were facing you, “get on your knees and kiss it, and keep kissing, don’t you dare to stop, without me you would have been a red stain beneath some slut’s foot”

You were exhausted, you literally had no powers or will in you to protest in any way, you did as she asked, kissed the sweaty toes time after time, not saying a word.

Jane moaned with pleasure, “good slave, keep at it”, and you did…
“3 cures wasted, I’m transferring another 10k from
Your account, to be honest you don’t have much left, let’s hope the next batch would work, who knows maybe you will spend the rest of your life treating my feet” she said and giggled, just the way she said it sent chills down your spine, this is so cruel, the next time you drink the cure it must work.

(End of part 8)


                                               (Part 9)

Jane got unreasonably cruel the next days, she stopped calling you by your name, kept calling you slave, one day she came back from the gym and you started the treatment as usual, but there was no dead skin left… you tried calling her, to explain that there’s literally nothing more to be done, her feet were perfect.

She noticed that you stopped working on her foot, she moved it away in order to take a look at you, “Wake up slave” she angrily said

“Jane, look at your foot, there’s no dead skin anymore, I’m not sure what to do”

She lifted her foot and looked at it, a big smile formed on her face, “wow, my feet weren’t so smooth since I was a kid, it was such a brilliant idea enslaving you to take care of my feet”

You couldn’t get used to all the words referring you as a slave, it annoyed you every time but there’s nothing for you to say or do about it anymore.

“So what do we do Jane, can you please get me something to eat”

“Nope”
She returns both feet in front of you
“For now just lick away the sweat, should be enough nutrition for you”

What a fucking bitch, her feet looks like that thanks to you don’t you deserve anything in return, one crumb of cookie, anything, but there was no use getting frustrated, you just kept licking her smooth sole, trying to drink as much sweat as you possibly can.

Eventually she just stopped you and threw you in your cage without saying much, she walked out barefoot and closed the door.

Tomorrow evening as you heard the main door being opened, you could hear Jane talking to someone, they sat down at the salon and you heard Jane talking:

“You see, I told you, not a single bit of dead skin”

“Wow Jane, and you tell me that for almost half a year he ate all of it?”

Sounded like a woman around Jane’s age, you didn’t recognise this voice at all, you were sure it was someone you never met before.

“Yep, it took a long time and wasn’t easy to make him do that, but currently he is absolutely obedient”

“That’s so funny… is it someone you knew or just randomly found? I’ve found some, before the cure was announced, I kinda just stepped on them. Few days ago I found a shrunken kid and brought him to the health ministry. They gave him the cure and he and his family are still thanking me for it…”

“What, you just gave him back to his family?” Jane asked, surprised.

“I know, looking at your feet now I understand what a waste it was, I could easily make this kid my foot slave for his entire life, I’m tired of taking care of my feet on my own, and all those cosmetic products, such a pain”

“Well I’m sure that there are still shrinkies around, mine was working with me, we were very good friends to be honest”

“Oh wow, that’s hardcore, I’m not sure I would be ok with that”

“Nah, just wait and see how good it feels and you would even enslave your brother if needed”

“Hahaha yeah I’m not sure about that”

Jane got up and entered the room barefoot, as always she had her gym clothes on and she was covered in sweat, she picked up your cage and brought it to the salon, you saw a girl probably in her 20-30s, wearing tank top and short tights, also covered in sweat, they were probably in the gym together

“Say hello to my little foot slave” Jane said while laughing

The girl got up and took a closer look at the cage
“Hahaha so cute, hey little guy” she said waving to you, you reluctantly waved back, it’s the first time you’ve seen another human being since Jane brought you here, you were both nervous and thrilled, this girl looked like she is out of some magazine, or maybe it was just because you haven’t seen anyone in such a long time.
She looked like a top model to you, beautiful blue eyes and long straight blond hair.

“So I’m taking my shoes off?” She said sitting down in front of the table, only now it sinked it, Jane is letting her friend “use” you, without even talking with you

“Yep, here I’ll put him on the table”, she took you out and placed you in front of the new girl, she started taking her shoes and socks off, “now be nice to my friend here, I know you are hungry and she has a lot of dead skin for you to eat”

Her feet was placed before you, and you were starving like never before, you ran to the closest cluster of dead skin you saw and like a starving animal grinded your teeth to take as much as dead skin as you could, swallowing it with all its sweat, you didn’t care how you look you just had to get something in your stomach

Both the girl and Jane burst into laughter, “wow Jane, I can’t believe you tamed him that good”

“I know, doesn't it feel great?”

“Yeah, I’m so mad at myself for curing that stupid kid, he should have been here too biting my dead skin off, and they invited me over for dinner tomorrow to thank me personally, lol how am I supposed to act, I’m sorry for bringing their kid back”

“Hahaha well it’s too late now, once they get the cure they can’t shrink again”

“Yeah I know, fuck this cure how did they made it so resilient and trustworthy, I’m telling you this shrinking virus is engineered, why would it infect only males otherwise”

There was a lot of new information going on, and you listened carefully for everything they said while eating her feet’s dead skin, so the health ministry office has cures ready for shrinkies to be brought in? So why Jane brought the bottles home instead of taking you there? And she literally claimed that bringing that poor kid back to his family is a mistake? How keeping him as a slave is better than helping him, and why this girl is so casual about it. Then the girl said:

“I don’t know if you’ve tried it on other shrinkies, but crushing them is also fun… last time I saw one before the cure, it was one of my neighbors next door, I slowly chased him at the hall with my flip flops on, after only 4 steps he was exhausted, he fell to the ground and looked up at me, I felt so empowered by the moment, I took my right foot out the flip flop and just slowly stepped on him, Jane I felt his fucking bones poking my skin, to think that someone lived his whole life just to be crushed by me like a bug, it changed me… I felt like a goddess, since then I was looking for shrinkies but when I saw that kid I felt like it’s terribly wrong to just step on him like that, considering the cure and all”

“I didn’t crush any shrinkies, I guess it’s as fun as you claim it to be but I didn’t get the chance to do that, I wish my ex husband would shrink, I would torture him for weeks and finally crush his head with my big toe, I’ve been thinking about it for a long time and sometimes I imagine this slave to be him just to enjoy myself better, but it’s not the same… oh how I wish this shmuk to shrink.”

“Hahaha well I wish for you that he will, maybe your kids would bring him to you”

“Hahahaha, it would be the best day of my life”

Then they watched tv together and talking in general about their gym training, you continued serving Jane’s friend, the taste of her sweat was different than what you used to eat, and also the dead skin was a bit different, but it was nice… anything that’s even a bit different was blessed…

Eventually the friend had to leave, Jane greeted her out and came back to the same spot at the salon, putting her feet in front of you, “you were such a good slave now, good job, you deserve a prize” after a short pause she said “to kiss and lick your owner’s feet, enjoy”

You started walking towards her feet and then she said “No no no… crawl, you are not allowed to stand or walk in front of me again”

You dared to talk “Jane, please-“
“Do that now!”

You got on your knees and hands, “Jane, I’ll do whatever you want, just please, please get me to the health ministry office so they can cure me”

Jane started laughing “oh so you heard our talk didn’t you, I’m not going there, there’s a long line of people and I’m not going to waste my time waiting there, but I’ll get you another batch of the cure tomorrow”

“OK…” you defeatedly said, you crawled towards her feet and started kissing and licking it, the sweat dried out already, her feet were just sticky and dirty from walking around the house, all those things didn’t bother you anymore… you were so used to your life as a foot slave, you were familiar with all the “states” her feet can be in.

Jane grabbed and threw you in the cage, “I’m going to take a shower, good night slave”

You were still in the salon, almost immediately fell asleep or actually passed out of exhaustion you weren’t sure.

You woke up as you saw Jane leaving for work, you’ve waited in your cage patiently, used to days like that, after many hours Jane got in with her gym clothes, holding a bottle, “Here - drink it and then I have many updates to share with you”

You didn’t really care for what she had to say, you dug your face in the cure’s moist texture and drank it like crazy.

(End of part 9)

                                          (Part 10) The End

As you finished drinking the cure, Jane said

“OK so while we wait to see if it takes effect I have things to share with you:

Your bank account is finally completely depleted, all transferred to me, also - with the help of my lawyer that by the way you treated her feet yesterday, legally speaking - since you were mine for the last 9 months - you are signed as my property. Yes, things have changed since you shrunk and this is part of new rules declared in our country. Being a caretaker for long enough gives me the privilege of announcing you as property.

My identity is classified from your family, and your wife did her best to try and fight it - she tried to understand who took her husband but to no avail, especially as she has your son to take care of now, oh right, by the way congratulations you are a father.”

You stood there in shock, didn’t understand what’s going on and what’s the point of everything she is saying, tears came to your eyes thinking about what your wife is going through.

“So as my property - everything you owned is now mine, saving accounts, stocks, pension, and half of the house you lived in - my lawyer is working on finding an arrangement with your wife, it’s like you are being divorced but your half is mine… everything is legal, amazing isn’t it? You took care of my feet for all that time and the government doesn’t even care, they let me sign you as my property after a period of time without even talking to you and getting your consent which is awesome.”, she started laughing and added “in fact I can also claim 50% custody over your son, and I’ll do that once he’s old enough to lick my feet”, she said it with a smile and apparently just by saying that she made herself laugh a bit, probably imagining your kid licking her soles.

You started talking “Jane but what is the meaning of this, you just gave me the cure I’ll hopefully grow back and go home, are you crazy? If this is a sick joke please just stop”.

“Oh yeah, about the cure”

Jane grabbed your legs and lifted you up, upside down, then she leaned back on her sofa and got her left arm up - exposing her armpit beneath you, a strong feminine smell of sweat sting your nose.

With a giggle she released you, making you fall into her armpit with a soft and sweaty hit.

It was sticky and sweaty, you stood up covered in sweat, it felt like standing on a wet sponge, your feet were sunk into a layer of her sweat, her huge face was turning to you, “Drink it”.

What the hell is going on, you bent down, got on your knees and grabbed sweat with both your hands, like some kind of bowl, an ounce of her armpit sweat, you tasted it.

You were stunned, it’s the cure, the cure texture, smell, taste, no… NO…

Jane looked at your face and started laughing like never before, she couldn’t hold her arm up and just closed her armpit over you, holding her belly, laughing and laughing…

You were squished into darkness with you face smothered against a wall of disgusting putrid sweaty flesh, you couldn’t breath as gallons of sweat just entered your breathing system, it’s drowning in armpit sweat, is this how you are going to die…

It was clear now… she never brought you the cure, all this time it was her armpit’s sweat… she just filled a bottle with it every time during gym training…

She made you drink her armpit sweat, believing it’s a cure with 60% chance of returning you to normal.

None of it was real, she enslaved you for so long giving you false hope of going back to your life, she never had any intention of doing that - and you had every sign to understand she is lying, but you were in complete denial… clinging to any shadow of hope you could possibly believe in… anything to keep you going through this endless torture and nightmare…

While she calmed herself down from laughing, you were on the verge of drowning to death in her armpit, just before losing consciousness she snapped you out with her right hand, this time she placed you on the ground, near her feet, you coughed and gagged out sweat, you tried to hold yourself together, being able to breath again.

“I’ve been waiting so long to see the look in your eyes when you knew the truth, to be honest this whole time I thought that I’m going to keep you as slave, giving you “the cure” every month, but my feet are perfectly clean, I am rich, and I don’t have any use for you… I’m tired of taking care of you either, and although I considered it I couldn’t bear the thought of giving you over to someone else to enjoy - you are mine, my property and I can do with you as I please”

You knew she is right, she won in every aspect, she has you and everything you had, your life are over, you stared up at her, all the way from the bottom, both her beautiful legs towering over you like some kind of magnificent towers, to be honest at this point you just hoped she will let you live, as a slave or anything else you didn’t care, you crawled to her toes and started kissing them, hoping it will earn you some points.

She giggled, “so pathetic, after hearing steph yesterday I had an idea exactly what I want to do with you, I want to feel your bones crack and poke my soft perfect feet, the feet you licked and cleaned daily for so long”

You looked up and desperately started to scream “JANE NO!! WE ARE FRIENDS WE WORKED TOGETHER HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME, I WILL SERVE YOU FOREVER DONT KILL ME”

Jane lifted her right foot above you, “scream all you want, it’s over, I was never good with pets, they all eventually died prematurely”, you started running away from her but there was no use, she pinned you down with her foot, you squirmed and tried everything to escape, she gently twisted the foot, harming you in the process, your clothes ripped off, you tried to somehow crawl away from this tragic fate but then she put some pressure into it, your bones started to crack and you lost consciousness, as Jane stopped feeling any squirming she just put more pressure and produced a strong *CRACK* sound, Jane moaned with pleasure “Ahhhh…. It’s just like steph described… best feeling ever, poor thing”

Jane went to the shower, humming a song happily, she is going to quit her job tomorrow, no reason to work anymore - now that she got all your money, she could finally continue her legal process to get 100% child-custody and get a better arrangement for the divorce from her husband, perhaps she could even get him shrink so he can continue taking care of her feet once the dead skin situation returns, her life was perfect, her feet were perfect, and you were just a red stain getting washed from her right foot.

(The End)