From thief to insole (4k)

Whilst huffing and puffing, you dragged an enormous, golden ring behind you. You grumbled to yourself whilst doing so, and recalled just how you got into this situation in the first place. A few weeks ago, you were but a simple merchant, who during a thunderstorm decided to take shelter inside of a cave. Upon walking in, your life changed forever… the uneven rock floor started growing… and before you realized just what happened, you stared right at three enormous women towering over you. A black clothed elf then grabbed you, and upon realizing that you were indeed rather cute (in her eyes), she decided to keep you as a pet, much to the dismay of one of her fellow bandits.

As time went on, you found out that you had indeed fallen into the hands of bandits. The rumors of a band of bandits, lead by a former high elven general turned out to be true… and you were now serving as a pet to the infamous Faerwen. Day after day, you had spend trapped within the enormous elf’s cleavage… whilst on other days, you would straight up be dropped within the elf’s panties… only to then be forced up tightly against her sensitive snatch as she pulled on her tight, leather leggings. For weeks you had to endure this, and your life became more difficult with each day. Not only did Faerwen use you in such lewd ways… it seemed like your presence was a sore to Faerwen’s second in command. You could see the blonde girl glaring at you every time Faerwen looked away… and it had even gotten to the point where Emma had tried multiple times to get rid of you. Just a few days back, Faerwen caught Emma as she was dangling your tiny form over her wide open maw… only to make an excuse that she was merely trying to wash you as Faerwen pulled you from her grasp. That was also why you were so incredibly against it when Faerwen finally addressed the tensions… and to make Emma see just how valuable of an asset you could be, she had sent the two of you off to steal this valuable ring from a rich merchant.

You were quite surprised that Emma didn’t even try to be rid of you whilst traveling to the target’s home… and frankly, the idea of running off had crossed your mind. However, your small size really was a problem. You realized that whilst you were this small, you NEEDED the group of bandits to survive… and that was exactly why you were now dragging this ring behind you, towards a waiting Emma.

Upon coming outside, you spotted your ‘partner in crime’ sitting against a wall, with her orange eyes staring at the hole you crawled through. Much to your surprise, she had taken off one of her boots… and upon seeing you, you could just barely see her raise an eyebrow. A wide grin appeared on her face as she headed towards you… and within a second, her hand clamped around you, and you were brought up straight towards her face.

“Honestly, I’m glad that you got back… I’ve got the perfect place for you…” Emma said, and immediately, your alarm bells went off. Given your history, you realized that this wouldn’t end well… and indeed, after Emma snatched the ring from you, she grabbed her thigh high boot with her free hand, before dropping your tiny form inside.

You let out a loud yelp as you fell down the long, leather tube, whilst around you, the air grew hotter and hotter. With a loud splat, you landed on the boot’s insole… before you bounced off the inclined insole, and rolled down into the toe section of the boot. You could hear a muffled giggle coming from outside, as your entire world started shaking about. The little bit of light that came from high above disappeared as Emma inserted her foot. Wildly your prison swung as Emma’s foot headed down towards you… and you could hear Emma’s voice calmly speaking at you, muffled through the leather as if this was the most normal thing in the world. Calmly, she told you exactly what she had planned.

“Your miserable little existence will have some meaning from now on~ At the very least, your little body will keep my foot comfortable from now on. I’ll simply tell Faerwen that you ran away… that you’re somewhere out there, desperately trying to survive at your pathetic size~”

As she spoke that last word, Emma’s enormous foot barreled over your tiny form, and with it, any space you had left, was entirely gone. Emma’s toes were merciless, and in your confines, they scrunched around your tiny form. You squirmed desperately to get away from the enormous digits… but where you had nowhere to go, Emma’s toes effortlessly moved the leather walls around you. Before you knew it, you were dragged underneath Emma’s foot, or more particularly, underneath the arches of her toes. A loud barrage of muffled laughter assaulted your ears as your prison started moving. Your world shifted, and before you realized it, Emma’s enormous toes pressed down on top of you. You could feel that her weight was settling on top of you… you gasped for air, but your lungs were squeezed to such a degree, that you could barely even breathe.

“Say goodbye to the outside world little twerp… You’re never going to get out anymore… this is your new life now~”

With those words, Emma set off to return to the hideout. Every single step was hell for you, as the woman's weight settled on top of you, before lifting you, along with your entire world, up from the ground. Desperately you squirmed, trying to find any space... trying to find any way to get out of this hell... but you never would. Every single one of Emma's footfalls would smother that resistance into her insole, before the world trembled around you. Soon, you found yourself surrendering to the pattern... the endless movement, the muffled "clack" from Emma's heel from beyond your prison walls, before your world would tremble from the sheer force of your captor's footfall. Just like Emma had said, this was your new life now... and you better get used to it.