Zane had just missed his bus when he arrived at the station. “Shit,” he muttered, throwing his lanky arms in the air and planting a seat down on the bench behind him. He ran his thin fingers through his scruffy red hair and pouted. 

A light giggle rang from across the station. Zane gazed up, scanning the area for who it was that laughed. He didn’t have to look for long, because there was a girl not even five feet in front of him staring at him.

She bit her lip but couldn’t dwindle her smile, and she raised her left hand above her Sailor Moon shirt to wave her fingers at Zane. Zane blushed, turning scarlet as he looked into her glowing eyes. Her brown hair was messy with bangs drooping down past forehead to highlight the large gauges in her ears. 

She wasn’t the prettiest girl— the dirty crust around her lips complimented her plump belly which slightly poked out slightly from her shirt to reveal her belly button piercing. But she wasn’t ugly either, and she was a girl Zane couldn’t help but smile back at.

“Hey,” said Zane eagerly, extending a hand to greet her.

But the girl took a step back, her face dropping into cupped hands as she didn’t even bother to hold back her laughter. “No, I’m not trying to flirt with you.” She said between laughs. “I think you're cute, don’t get me wrong, but it’s more of in a pathetic way really.” 

Zane didn’t know what to say. The girl was staring at him, taking in every ounce of his weak posture and demeanor and he shriveled back into his seat on the bench. 

“Awwww,” she said in the same way somebody talking to a baby would. “Don’t be upset, come here.” The girl approached him, her flip flops slapping against the floor as she walked up and gave him a big hug.

Zane didn’t know if he should hug back, he had a strong feeling that the girl was making fun of him, but before he could decide she pulled back and patted his head like she would a dog.

“I love that look on your face. So embarrassed but so cute!” She reached up to pinch Zane’s cheek. Zane felt a sharp pain in his face that caused him to slap the girl’s hand away.

The girl’s face got stern and serious. She raised her hand and slapped Zane’s face so hard that his neck whipped back. “Don’t talk to me like that!” She wagged her finger at him. He was feeling more and more like a pet. 

“Don’t t-talk…” but Zane couldn’t build up the courage to talk back to her

“Good boy.” The girl reached over and grabbed a chunk of Zane’s hair. He screamed, but she talked over his cries as she ripped him off the bench. Zane didn’t realize how tall the woman was, was she this tall a second ago?

“I was going to carry you home in my hand,” she started. “But I think you deserve a much stinkier place for being such a bad sport.” 

The girl’s chub was getting wider, though the rest of her body seemed to grow with her. Suddenly Zane was being lifted up into the air, and soon enough the girl’s hand was too big to hold him by the hair and instead slid two plump fingers on either side of his head. 

She lifted his even weaker up to her large lips, lips that were becoming too huge he’d have to crane his neck to reach her eyes. Then he let out a disgustingly long burp. Globs of spit flew out and onto his face as the burp rippled his ear drums. He could barely hear through the ringing in his ears but vaguely made out the girl saying, “You’re going to make such a good pet when you’re trained! But for now you need to be punished.” 

The air was blurry, distorted by the remnants of a dorito scented burp, but Zane saw the slightly hairy pale armpit as the girl raised her arm in the air. He was spun around as he approached it. His back was slammed into the greasy and sweaty armpit, and instantly Zane was coughing as the air turned foul and musky. 

As Zane was struggling for a fresh breath, the girl continued to speak. “My under arm is thick and soft enough to where you won’t get crushed during my walk, but while you’re suffering in there I want you to remember you did this to yourself. If you need anything serious while you're in there you can address me as Lorenza until proper training starts, but it’d better be serious if you do. And I know you haven’t been trained yet, but licking the sweat as I walk might make your new owner a little more sensitive towards you.”

Zane struggled to get a single word out, and things became much much worse when the large arm started to come down. He tried to scream but he had no air in his lungs to do so. The pungent smell became even worse before the arm finally closed, and once it did Zane lost his sense of sight and hearing as the flesh around him consumed his eyes and ears. That left him with the heightened smell that forced him to take in much stronger whiff’s of the Lorenza’s body order, the sense of touch that made him wince as he was covered in the soft flesh that lathered him in sweat, and the sense of taste for the sweat that was invading into his mouth between his lips. 

The flesh jiggled as Lorenza patted on it from the outside, and soon the arm in front of Zane started moving back and forth, grinding the man deeper into the hairy armpit. His body got tangled in the hairs, furthering his restraints onto the girl. There wasn’t even a centimeter he could twitch to free himself or move around, he was immbole inside the giant girl’s smelly, unkempt armpit.   

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It took most of the walk home for Zane to realize that he was only an inch tall. He tried to wrap his head around the damage and destruction the girl was causing during her walk to their city, but it would make a lot more sense if she had somehow shrunk him instead. Memories flooded back, and Zane remembered Lorenza telling him that he was going to be her pet. 

It was difficult holding onto any single thought for more than a second. It was so hot inside Lorenza’s armpit that Zane was in and out of consciousness. He couldn’t differentiate between his own sweat and hers and he felt like he was growing numb. The sweat was a part of him like his own skin was, but no matter how sweaty he was he couldn’t slip at all. Every breath was like taking in toxic air that burned the back of his throat as it made its way to seize up his lungs. 

Even worse than the sweat in Zane’s mouth was the armpit hair that came in with it. A long strand of hair was half way down his throat, causing him to gag and spit up all over himself. Each time Michell’s arm swung forward, Zane's face was dragged in sweat as the hair pulled out of his mouth only to be shoved back in as Lorenza swung her arm back. 

By the time Lorenza lifted her arm back up, Zane could’ve sworn that he spent hours in there, though the sun was still just starting to set. Through the corner of his eye— Zane was so deep into the armpit that he couldn’t move his head— he saw Lorenza looking at him. 

“We're here, pet. Once we're inside and situated I can figure out a name for you.” The house was small and yellow, and as Lorenza entered the house Zane made out her white black-trimmed walls before Lorenza lowered her arm again. For a short second Zane felt the cool air from her air conditioner. Living down south, the air was really hot and caused Lorenza’s armpit to sweat something awful. The faint second he spent in the cold air didn’t make going back into the sweaty smelly pit any easier. 

He felt Lorenza move about her house for what felt like another hour, but past experiences taught him it was more likely only 15 minutes before he felt her run up a flight of stairs. Before long, her arm opened up again. Zane was somewhere else, most likely her room, as the walls were covered in anime and video game posters. Not only that, but the room was entirely messy. Dirty socks and underwear lined the floor, severe stain marks plaguing them. The giantess’s bed was covered in stuffed animals and squishmallows. If Zane didn’t know that girl was close to his age, he’d assume this room belonged to a disorganized child. 

The giantess moved forward towards her desk. It was messy. Clothes were thrown on the back of her gaming chair, her gaming keyboard was covered in cheeto dust and her PS4 and Switch looked like they had seen better days. Lorenza lowered her arm to a glass tank. For the first time, Zane was able to see his own reflection. His hair was frizzy and sticking up. His entire body was red, and he realized his clothes didn’t shrink with him. Sweat was dripping down him the same way it was her armpit, and his body was tangled every which way with Lorenza’s armpit hair. 

Through the glass, three other tinies walked forward. They looked a lot worse off than Zane was. One tiny even looked like he might’ve been enduring this kind of torture for years— His hair was mostly gone, only speckles left, and his skin was so pale form lack of sunlight he could be mistaken for an albino. 

“Take a good look pets. This is my new addition to the collection.” The group stared at him through the smudged glass. It looks like it hadn’t been cleaned for a while, and it looked like a couple pairs of dirty socks might have been accidentally thrown in there. 

Giant fingers come for Zane, and they fight the armpit hair to free Zane. As he was pulled away Zane took in a deep breath of fresh air before he was dropped rather heightedly into the glass tank. He landed on fake pebbles next to an old pile of shit, and then he realized there were piles of shit all around him. Lorenza probably wasn’t cleaning the tank the same way she wasn’t cleaning the rest of the room.

“I’ll let you four get acquainted with each other while I boot up my PC. I’ll take you all out in just a second, so don’t get too sussy in there.” Her gaming chair squeaked as Lorenza dropped into it.

Zane stood up and turned around, all three tinies looking at him. Getting a better look at them was terrifying. They were all extremely malnourished to the point of ribs sticking out of two of their bodies. The one who was still a little well fed was a hispanic guy. He must’ve been the newbie before Zane showed up, because he still had a rebellious look in his eyes that had vanished from the other two. That was the person Zane had to talk to.

Coincidentally, that was the first person to approach Zane. “Get out of there,” he said, lending Zane a hand. “That’s where we dump all of our shit. That bitch Lorenza refuses to clean our tank, that’s why the glass is so disgusting.”

“God Lorenza.” snarked a sickly looking man. His voice barely reached Zane, and he couldn’t help but feel bad for the man who looked like he was only hanging onto life by a thread. “She’ll clean our tank when she sees us as worthy. Don’t say such vile things about our God!” The man looked like he’d attack them if he had just a little extra strength in him. 

The man in front of Zane took a breath, trying his best to ignore the other man and address Zane. “That’s Seth,” he said. “We don’t know how long he’s been here for, but he’s been here for about a month and even back then Seth looked like he'd been hanging around for a long while. He’s a bit delusional, treats Lorenza like an ancient deity. Truth is the bitch is just a lazy sack of shit. I should’ve fired her when I had the chance.” 

“You were awful to our God, Jose!” Seth fell to his knees and clawed at the pebbles under him to inch closer to Zane and the man. “I heard her preach about you, You were the one who treated her like shit. You vile, sixist, disobedient pig of a man. Now you’re getting exactly what you deserve! We all are.” 

“Oh yeah?” Jose stepped forward. Seth desperately wailed his hands to try and scratch him, but he didn’t have the strength. “Is Chris getting what he deserved? He didn’t even know Lorenza when he got shrunk. Wrong place, wrong time.”

The third man, who Zane assumed must’ve been Chris, was walking towards the group from an area of the tank that Zane hadn’t seen him walk to. He approached with a bowl of water and placed it down in front of Seth. “Drink up, you’ll need your strength for when our God returns.” His voice was deep and aged like fine wine, somebody you couldn’t help but listen to.

“I don’t know why you waste our water on that dog.” Jose spat as Seth lapped up the water. “We don’t know when we’ll get more, or if when we do if it’ll be actual water.” 

“Humble yourself, Jose.” Chris looked up at him from the floor. “This man remembers not who he is. He likely made a choice a long time ago to survive and did what he had to, a choice I’ve made too. If I were him, I’d hope somebody would treat me as kindly.” 

Jose huffed. “Well I guess there are worse things than dying if surviving looks like this.” Jose turned back to Zane. “What’s your choice, huh? You want to live like that?”

Before Zane could answer the question— not that he knew what he’d answer given the state of the three men in front of him— a giant shadow cascaded over the group. Jose diverted his eyes to the ground while the other two looked up behind Zane. Zane knew what it had to be but didn’t have the courage to turn around. 

“Burrrrrrp, wooooo.” The giantess blew her burp into the tank, instantly filling it with the foul smell of mountain dew. Zane fell down to the ground and gagged. The smell of her armpit made him forget how awful her breath was. 

“Bro!” Lorenza laughed. “If that’s too much for you dude, I don’t even know how you’ll handle the rest of the day. We haven’t even started.” Large fingers appeared around Zane and plucked him and Jose up. While he was being suspended into the air he saw Lorenza’s second hand come down to pinch Seth and Chris together. 

Zane closed his eyes. There were so many smells coming from all around him he couldn’t tell which belonged to what. His nose still burned with the scent of soda, and he couldn’t mistake the smell of sweat coming from Lorenza’s large hand. There was something that smelled like expired milk and something that smelled faintly of pee

Through the cracks in her fingers Zane could make out the carpet they were being lowered on. He expected it to be soft, but the strands of fiber scratched against his back as he was dropped under the girl’s desk, the fibers stiffened from all the filth dropped onto it. All Zane could see was Lorenza’s large feet and tanned legs and up to her hip where her ass sat in her gaming chair. He couldn’t see anything above that, and soon his vision focused on the large toes being planted in front of him. 

Without ever being told, Seth ran up to the giant’s feet and dived between her big and second toe on her left foot. He started licking it up, moving faster than Zane ever thought possible from the way he was acting in the tank.

A loud sound screeched from giantess’s computers, a sound Zane recognized at the starting up sound for Overwatch. “I’m gonna play a couple rounds to complete today’s battle pass, make sure you guys clean the sweat of my dogs.” She snorted and laughed as she wiggled her toes below. Soon the sounds of gunshots and voice acting filled the room.

Chris stepped forward, climbing up on Lorenza’s third and fourth toe and started licking up the sweat. Zane remembered the taste of the giant’s sweat from when he was in her armpit. He couldn’t imagine what her foot sweat might taste like. Just the thought made him queasy. But he had no other choice, so he stepped forward. 

Jose clasped a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t do what she says.” 

“What?” Zane asked, not looking back at him. He was too engrossed in sight of two grown men licking some girl’s toes. Zane could see the sweat glistening from here, and when the girl would tap on her foot he could see the dirt underneath it. Everything about this girl was filthy. 

“We could jump on her foot and it would just feel like a tickle to her, a scratch she barely recognizes.” Jose said. “She can’t feel our tongues, and soon her air conditioner will cool her off and get rid of all her sweat for us. She can’t see us under her desk either, so we don’t even have to do this if we don’t want to.” 

“Don’t tempt fate, boy.” Chris said from atop Lorenza’s toes. He had his legs wrapped around the forth one, trying not to fall off as she tapped her foot on the carpet. “Jose is still new here, he didn’t have the displeasure of seeing what happened to the person he replaced. 

Jose ignored the older man and spoke to Zane. “Look, there are worse things she’s going to do to us when she gets off that game— stuff that will make you feel even smaller than you already are. I haven’t cleaned her feet in a week, there’s no need to degrade yourself anymore than you have to.”

Zane was torn. He didn’t want to invoke the giant’s rathe, but he especially didn’t want to crawl between her toes and start licking. If he could trust Jose he could skate by on cleaning her disgusting feet, but if he were to listen to Chris he might get on the giant’s good side.

“I’ll stand by it.” said Zane. “Just so in case she looks down I can say I was doing work. I’m still covered in her sweat, so it’ll look believable.” Zane marched forward, approaching the foot with the hesitation that somebody might a sleeping lion. The closer he got the bigger the pudgy toes became, and the smaller he realized he was.

The smell emanating from them was putrid. Zane covered his nose with his hands, but the scent was so engraved in his nose from earlier that he couldn’t remove the smell completely. Zane was the same height as Lorenza’s big toe, and her smaller toes came all the way up to his chest. He felt pathetic, and was starting to see what Jose was talking about earlier without degrading himself more than he had to. 

Zane sat between two toes. Over the end he could see Seth licking the side of Lorenza’s other foot. He looked happy to do so, and her foot glistened more with his spit than it did with sweat. Meanwhile Zane struggled not to be consumed by the smell. He tried to pretend the toes around him were just giant rocks, but his delusions would be destroyed when she started scrunching her toes and the awful smell from underneath would over power him. 

Zane wondered if what Jose said about Lorenza not being able to feel him was true. He didn’t want to touch his hand to her foot, but he was feeling tempted to test the theory, so he stuck a hand out and wiped it against the web between her toes.

This was a mistake, because as soon as he touched her foot Lorenza squished her big and second toes together, trapping Zane between them. Sweat lubed him up and Lorenza rubbed her toes all over his body. Zane tried to push himself out, but he couldn’t get a firm enough grip on the top of her feet to push himself off because of all the sweat. He was stuck, trapped between the toes of a giant girl he doesn’t even know.

After another minute of this he was dropped back onto the musty carpet. The gaming chair rolled back, and Lorenza’s face peered down at him. “You look so cringe down there bro.” She laughed, rolling her chair back up to her desk. Zane wondered if Lorenza saw that Jose wasn’t doing what she told him to.

The sounds of Lorenza’s game filled the room once again. Zane was traumatized, his body covered in dirt, sweat, and some toe jam. Across from him he could faintly hear Seth’s lips smacking hard against Lorenza’s other foot, his low voice declaring how grateful he’d be if she’d do the same thing to him that she did to Zane. How could somebody actually like this?

There was a loud bang from atop of the desk. “Fucking hell bro!” Lorenza slammed her fists against her keyboard. “Fucking heal me!” Her toes scrunched in anger, the three tinies getting caught in between them. Zane couldn’t breath until she let go again, but he didn’t have any time to collect himself before Lorenza’s large foot raised above him. He saw all the dust from walking around barefoot in a house that hasn’t seen the wet end of a mop in years, and all the grime that has accumulated from how little the girl probably showers. 

Then the foot came down on him. The smell was worse under her foot than it was above next to it. Here, Zane could smell every bit of filth Lorenza had walked on. Not only that, but being rubbed into the carpet didn’t give the bottom of Lorenza’s sole didn’t have any time to cool off the sweat, so there were gallons of it being rubbed all over Zane.

He regretted not taking Jose’s advice, but Lorenza was so much more powerful than him. This proved it. Her giant foot crushed him into the ground. Zane prayed that she’d start doing better at her game before he popped like a grape under the angry goddess’s foot. 

Afraid, Zane licked up the sweat under him. The ball of the giant’s foot pressed into his chest, preventing him from breathing while his skull threatened to crack under her massive weight. The taste was awful, but nothing Zane wasn’t used to by then. The giantess twisted her foot back and forth, further smooshing Zane into either end. He didn’t want to die, he wanted to live. No amount of kissing or licking would do anything, Jose was right— Lorenza couldn’t feel anything they did down there. Zane felt some of his ribs give way, it would only be a matter of time before… 

“Shit shit shit!” Lorenza rang, scooting her gaming chair back. Cool air rushed over Zane as the foot was removed from him. He flinched as her giant hand came down, but it wasn’t reaching for him. It dug between the toes on her other foot, pulling out a crushed and bloody body. It was Chris. 

“God damnit!” She yelled, throwing his broken body back down on the floor. Zane noticed Seth crawling forward to lick Lorenza’s toes again, completely unfazed by the death of the man who was right next to him. Zane realized he mustn’t have been the only person in danger a second ago, but was too scared of dying to grieve the man or even process his death. 

“Useless fucking old boomer. That was not kek bro.” Lorenza moved her foot forward to kick aside the man’s body. Just like that, his remains were tossed aside like trash. “Okay smol people, time to get back to cleaning mommy’s feet.” She laughed, but Zane wasn’t sure what part she found funny. 

Scared, Zane picked himself back up and awaited her feet to return. He’d do whatever the giant asked now and worry about escaping later. 

“No, fuck you bitch.” This came from Jose, who was rushing forward to look at her. “You can’t treat people like this, that’s exactly why you were on my shit list but at work.”

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Lorenza leaned forward and cupped a hand around her ear to hear better. Zane noticed it was covered in wax, so she probably couldn’t actually hear him. 

“You heard me, you ugly whore.” Jose was going off on her. “I’m not doing anything you ask anymore. Now grow me back before I—” Jose was cut off by a giant glob of spit falling on top of him. Zane heard a loud scream. Jose fell to the floor and was silenced by Lorenza’s spit. Another glob fell down on top of him, followed by a third and final glob that piled over him. Zane was unsure if he should help Jose out or leave him to his fate, but luckily he crawled out on time, gasping for air as his body was covered in her saliva. 

“Here’s a lesson to you, new pet.” Lorenza reached down and plucked Jose from the ground. He screamed all the way up as he was raised to her face. “Baka, this is what happens when you don’t treat your god with respect. She raised Jose above her head and stuck her tongue out. She teased him, her hot breath flowing over him. 

Then she let go, and Zane watched as Lorenza quickly closed her mouth and let Jose fall onto her lips. Then she tilted her head and let Jose fall lower. He landed on her breast, rolling right off them and falling down onto her gaming chair between her legs. 

“I hope you enjoy this as much as I do. I can’t wait to feel you crush under here.” She squatted up and used her finger to push Jose deeper into her seat. She sat down, and even from the floor Zane could feel the vibration coming from her ass. Meanwhile, Seth was still licking at Lorenza’s feet, a grim smile plaguing his face.

“Now for you two.” Lorenza picked Zane and Seth off the ground and placed them onto her desk. “Your friend already made me lose the match,” She said, leaving Zane unsure if the friend she was referring to was Chris or Jose. “So I have some time to assign new jobs.” 

Lorenza stuck her pinkie finger deep up her nose. She swirled it around, making disgusting noises from the back of her throat. When he pulled it out, a large booger was stuck to the tip of her finger and pulled from her nose. “But first, I think you two deserve some food.” Lorenza plunged her finger towards Seth, rubbing the disgusting booger right into his face. It stuck to him as she pulled it away.

“Thank you Goddess!” He happily started taking bite after bite of it. Zane had to look away before he threw up, and when he looked back at Lorenza her pinkie finger was already diving deep into her nose. 

Zane moved back on the desk, inching closer to the speaker that was blasting music in his ears. “Don’t be shy, I promise I taste amazing.” said Lorenza as she pulled her finger out of her nose. This booger was smaller than the other, but looked a lot more gooey. Her finger approached Zane with the speed of a freight train and she didn’t pull back before slamming the booger into him. 

It was disgusting and gooey, and Zane couldn’t help but spit it back out. When Lorenza pulled away he used his hands to scoop off the booger and goo on his face back on the desk. Lorenza didn’t like that, and soon her finger was rearing back over and flicked the back of his head. He fell forward onto the desk, and Lorenza used her finger to push his head into the booger on the desk. 

“Don’t ever disrespect me ever again. I gave you food, now eat it!” She demanded, pressing him into the booger even harder. Zane didn’t want his head to pop off while being forced into a giant booger, so he stuck his tongue out and scooped parts of it into her mouth. Surprisingly, it didn’t taste as bad as some of the other things he had to taste that day. Maybe he should’ve been grateful for being allowed to eat Lorenza’s boogers. 

“Okay pets, that’s enough dinner.” She pulled her finger away from Zane, allowing him to pick himself up. He was too afraid to wipe the snot off his face. Lorenza opened a drawer and pulled out a rolled up bottle of toothpaste. She twisted the cap off and grabbed Seth. She put him to the edge of the toothpaste and squeezed a thick layer of toothpaste onto his body. It goes without saying that Zane was confused. 

“Wormy, your job is to clean my teeth. Make sure to rub good against my tongue, my breath stinks. Do a good job, alright Wormy?” She threw the man into her mouth like he was a piece of candy. Zane was terrified, his heart pounding. She just threw a person in her mouth, what the hell was she about to do to him? 

“I need to pick a pet name for you too.” Lorenza brought her fingers to her chin. “I don’t know, my game is about to start so I need to think fast. I could call you Loser. You are pretty lame, not swag at all, but the other pets might get confused because you’re all losers.” Zane could vaguely see Seth rubbing himself against the giant’s teeth. He couldn’t imagine how loud her words were that close to her mouth. 

“Oh, I know!” Lorenza said with a smile. “I’ll call you Sussy. Because it's sus how much you love serving me.” The giantess laughed. “Okay Sussy, your next job is to clean the lint from my belly button. I don’t want to see you complain about how hot it is down there either.” She picked him up and lowered him to her massive stomach. 

He recognized the belly button. Zane gripped onto the piercing as he was placed in there, and though he was prepared for the heat, nothing could prepare him for the smell. It was worse than her foot or armpit as there was an added scent of expired milk. He felt like he was about to pass out, but was hopeful about getting out sooner if he cleaned out all of her lint. 

Zane made his way deeper into the belly button as Lorenza played her game. He fell to his hands and knees, unsure of where to start. There was lint everywhere, as he tried to pull the deep clunk of lint at the end, but it was too attached to her for his weak body.

The sound was faint, but Zane could hear Jose from under Lorenza’s ass. He was crying, and though he couldn’t make out his words, Zane was sure that Jose was begging Lorenza to stop. Then Lorenza let out a nasty fart that silenced him and replaced his screams with coughs. It took a while for the smell to reach Zane, but it was foul. Zane’s eyes watered and he was even directly under the giantess’s ass, he feared for Jose. Lorenza’s finger was strong enough to almost flatten him, but Jose was experiencing the entire weight of Lorenza’s body. It wouldn’t be long before he flattened. 

Pushing the man out of his mind, Zane decided to clean the girl’s piercing first. He used his tongue to add moisture to the lint, and it actually made the lint easier to pull off of the belly button ring. The ring was covered in sweat, but Zane was becoming more comfortable with his role as a sweat cleaner. He was always a hard worker, and this stuff was starting to feel rewarding. 

He’d place the lint at the opening to Lorenza’s belly button, unsure of what exactly Lorenza wanted him to do with the lint once he picked it off. When the lint pile was becoming too much, Zane kicked the lint out of her belly button and watched it roll down her chub. The air got cooler without so much lint, and he went back to licking her belly button clean.

Another fart ripped out of Lorenza’s body, this time worse than the last. Zane had to stick his head outside the belly button just to get a gasp of cleaner air. He hadn’t heard Jose scream, but he occasionally heard him groan. Zane wished he could do something to help Jose, but he did this to himself. He should’ve followed their god’s wishes. 

Finishing the last part of the belly button, Zane felt fulfilled yet empty. He wanted to show Lorenza that he could be a better pet than Jose. He still wanted to escape, but for now he’d have to play his part. He’d do anything to avoid Jose’s fate. Wanting to show Lorenza his gratitude, he started kissing her belly button. He hoped that she could feel it, because he was being passionate about it. 

Lorenza’s body dipped down a bit, and a series of cracks filled the area. Zane paused, understanding that those cracks were Jose’s body finally giving way. Did Lorenza notice that? Did she know she just killed her second person in just 10 minutes?

“Jose!” Zane yelled through the belly button. If Zane could hear Jose, Jose should be able to hear Zane. “Jose!” Zane screamed louder, but there was no response other than Michelle letting out yet another fart. 

The belly button darkened, and something plushy pushed Zane deeper into the belly button. The sweat rubbed on him, and the giant finger behind him dragged him against the top of the belly button as it pulled him out. 

“Good job Sussy, but next time swallow the belly button lint.” Lorenza spoke like she would to a puppy. “Here, you can show me you learned by swallowing my earwax.” 

Wind spun around Zane as he was lifted up and plugged deep into the girl’s ear. There was no air in there, so he’d have to work fast to get out of there. With his upper body plugged completely in, Lorenza let go of him and let his legs dangle out of her ear. The earwax stuck to his body because of the sweat. Zane stuck his tongue out and started to scoop the earwax into his mouth. It was worse than the toejam he was forced to eat earlier.

Zane felt Lorenza’s fingers grab his legs again. She swished him around her ear, using him as a q-tip to scoop out all of the wax. She pulled him out of her ear, and through her eye’s reflection Zane could see his entire body was covered in wax. Lorenza lowered Zane down to her shirt and wiped the earwax off, only to plug him into her second ear and do it all over again. 

When she pulled him out the second time she didn’t wipe him off, only dropping him on the table before spitting Seth out of her mouth. He was covered in soupy spit, and Lorenza filled her mouth with Mountain Due and spit it out into a glass. She picked Seth up and dropped him inside of it. “Drink up, Wormy.” 

Then she turned to Zane. “Sussy, do you want a drink?” She asked.

All of the memories of that day flooded back to him. He remembered Jose saying they didn’t get to drink often, and remembered the older man telling him to do what he’d need to do to survive. And then he remembered them both dying under Lorenza. 

Zane nodded her head. “Good boy.” She picked Zane up and hovered him over the glass of backwash. “Now drink up, you fucking loser.” She dropped him in, and as Zane sank to the bottom, he debated drowning himself in Lorenza’s backwash.