Lisa arrived home as tired as ever. It had been another day of working overtime, staying at the office typing out reports long past the point when she should have left with all her coworkers. How long had it been like this? A year already? And how much longer would she need to put up with it? It had been tough taking on so much work at first, but she'd figured that in time she'd be promoted and be able to bring home the money she needed without the need to work so many hours. That thought had helped tide her over for a few months, but when she saw first one and then another coworker get promoted instead, it had been a huge blow to her resolve.
She could have stopped working so much, of course. No one was forcing her to put in all those extra hours. She'd been the one to ask for them, but she didn't even need the money for herself. It was all for her family, for her husband Mark and her daughter Jenny. The two of them had turned out to be shrinkers, and their conditions had first manifested at around the same time a couple years back. Normally that would have meant there was less need for money, and at first that was definitely the case, but a year ago, a company had come out with a new drug to slow down the shrinking process. Jenny and Mark were already down to an inch by then, and might have shrunk out of sight in as little as six more months. The new drug wouldn't cure them, but it would at least give them a few more years together, and if there was already a way to slow he shrinking, maybe there would soon be a way to reverse it. But the drug was expensive, and Lisa couldn't afford it with her salary. That was why she had taken on all these extra hours.
It worked. A year later, Mark and Jenny were still a half inch tall, many times bigger than they would have been without the drug. But had all her work been worth it? Their quality of life would never be what it had been, not while they remained so small, and she couldn't even really treat them as a mother should treat her husband and child. They might as well have been her pets.
Lisa slipped off her shoes and unbuttoned her shirt at the entrance, tottering to the couch where she collapsed on her butt as soon as she was within reach, leaning back and stretching her legs out. Her feet hurt, and so did her back, and her eyes, and her head. She knew she should go check up on Jenny and Mark, but she couldn't, not yet. She needed some time to relax and drop all the stress from her job. She closed her eyes and took deep, calming breaths, slowly releasing all the tension in her body. Or tried to, at least. Usually it worked well enough, but today had been too much for her. She needed something a little stronger, and so she slipped a hand down between her legs and started rubbing.
It was dry as could be to start with, and however Lisa tried to rub herself, she hardly got wetter. “Please, just give me this much at least,” she muttered, but her pussy wouldn't cooperate. She started rubbing more insistently, grunting and biting her lip as she tried to get herself turned on with minimal success, and kept going until she felt something moving under her sole. Curious, she turned her foot aside, and looked down at it to find two tiny creatures struggling on her sole. “Jenny? Mark?” Yes, it was them. When had she stepped on them? It had to have been on her way to the couch. They had been here this whole time, suffering under her foot while she masturbated, and she'd never even realized. They were supposed to be in her room, but they must have run out of food or water again. Had she even left them any this morning? Sometimes she forgot and they had to go out looking for some. Sure enough, Lisa saw that there were a few bread crumbs stuck to her sole beside her husband and daughter, probably from the sandwich she'd scarfed down this morning.
Lisa's heart ached with guilt. She should have fed them enough, should have noticed when she stepped on them. But as she watched the two shrinkers struggling to free themselves from her sweaty sole, there came a distinct reaction from her crotch. Lisa felt tingly inside, and for the first time all evening, her pussy reacted to the touch of her fingers. What was this about? Was she really getting horny over the sight of her tiny husband and daughter plastered to her foot? She watched them a bit longer, trying to discern if that's really what it was, and the more she saw of how pathetically helpless they were, how pathetically incapable of freeing themselves from her foot, she grew more and more aroused. More than just rubbing herself, she reached into her panties, slipped her fingers inside herself, and moaned, moving her fingers around inside.
“This isn't right,” she thought. “I should be helping them get off my foot.” But she loved having them down there, and she was reluctant to help them out. She scrunched her foot instead, watching how the folds of her sole engulfed her tiny husband and daughter. The two shrinkers disappeared from view, but she could still sense them down there, squirming with all their pitiful strength, helpless to escape her all-embracing flesh. They were mere ants to her, so easily trampled underfoot, and so puny that they were harder to notice than to ignore. And if they were ants to her, then she must be a goddess to them.
“No, not a goddess. You're their family,” she told herself, alarmed by where her thoughts were going and by how much she liked it. She forced herself to stop masturbating and help out Mark and Jenny, finally peeling them off her foot with a fingernail. “Are you alright,” she asked, reveling in the sight of their struggles as they climbed from her nail up onto her fingertip. Just that tiny little part of her body alone utterly dwarfed the both of them; how much bigger must the whole of her seem to two pathetic little ants like them?
Lisa saw them open their mouths and speak, but she couldn't hear anything they said. She hadn't been able to hear them at all in over a year, not unless they practically crawled into her ears—another way in which they were nothing but bugs to her.
Why was she thinking like this all of a sudden? It wasn't like they had suddenly become this small; they had been this size for months now, and nothing had changed since then. But something had changed. However much she looked at Mark and Jenny and tried to feel sorry for them, she couldn't manage at all. Maybe she would feel differently tomorrow, but right now all she could think about was having a little fun with the two.
“You know,” she said, stretching out on the couch with her head on one armrest and her feet up on the other, “I've been working my ass for the both of you and I can't help but notice you've never done anything to thank me. I know there's not much you can do at that size, but that's still no excuse not to show a little appreciation.” She dropped them on her palm and tilted back her hand, the same one she had used to masturbate just now. The air on it was heavy with the scent of her pussy for her tiny husband and daughter, and the potent pheromones overwhelmed their tiny brains. Sitting on her enormous palm and looking up at her godly face, the two shrinkers could think of nothing but Lisa. They gazed into the pools of her eyes and found her staring back at them in a way she never had before, with unspoken lust, contempt, and amusement, all in one.
Jenny and Mark shivered under Lisa's gaze, bringing a smile to her lips. “I hope you don't mind doing something for me right now. I'll be doing most of the work like usual, but I promise yours is the most important part. I just need to bring you somewhere first.” Lisa was working on her skirt and panties as she spoke, pulling both of them off until her crotch was perfectly bare. She stretched out her hand, holding it over her pussy, and turned it over. Mark and Jenny tumbled down the horny mother's palm, the both of them landing softly on the tangle of pubic hairs that covered her pussy. The smell of Lisa was even stronger there than on her hand, making the both of them dizzy. They could hardly think straight, and when they tried to crawl out of there, their movements were so clumsy that they ended up falling deeper inside.
Lisa was grinning ear to ear now. The feeling of those two shrinkers squirming in her thick bush was amazing, and she was growing wetter by the second just from that alone. After a moment she poked her fingers through the tangle of hairs, pinning each of those bugs under a fingertip. They struggled under it, but all their strengths were nothing next to hers. Even a single fingertip was more than enough to dominate the both of them, and they could do nothing to stop her from thrusting them both into her vast vagina.
She gasped and moaned as the two of them slid against her vaginal walls, already sopping wet thanks to them. From how pathetically tiny they were, she hadn't thought they'd feel that good inside her, but they were really incredible. Those delicate little features had a texture unlike anything she'd felt before,and she couldn't get enough of it. She pushed them up and down her pussy, getting herself more worked up than she'd been in years. “Yes, that's right! Squirm for me, you fucking ants! Make my pussy feel good!” she said, her voice reverberating deep inside herself to reach the ears of her husband and daughter.
Mark and Jenny were fighting for their lives inside Lisa, trying their hardest not to drown in her vaginal fluids. Every so often they could get a breath of air, but aside from that there was nothing but that thick, slick substance covering every inch of their bodies. If they ever opened their mouths it got right inside, and they had no choice but to swallow it. They tried to wriggle free of Lisa's fingers, clawing at anything that would help them escape, but there was nothing for them to grip on those smooth and slippery vaginal walls. All they could do was hold their breath while Lisa just treated them like her sex toys.
Both shrinkers felt it when Lisa finally came, not only because she moaned harder than ever, sending a deep, rumbling vibration that shook their puny bodies, but also because she pushed them more firmly than ever into the fleshy walls, driving them to the depths of her pussy.
Panting in delight, Lisa slowly pulled her fingers out of herself, letting the two shrinkers get some fresh air for once. She raised her hand and looked at the two shrinkers glued to her fingertip by her pussy juices, chuckling over how pathetic they looked. “Well, I guess you two were good for something after all. This goes a small way to paying me back for all the help I've given you. But don't let me keep you; I'm sure you two were very busy before I got here, so let me put you right back where I found you.” She dropped them on the floor, but before the could even start to pick themselves up, her foot appeared over them and flattened them both, completely smothering them in her hot sole. There they would stay the whole evening, and even the whole night as Lisa went to sleep with them still plastered on her enormous sole.
That was the day when Lisa stopped being mother and wife to the two shrinkers, and instead became their goddess.