Alex shuddered awake to the familiar tolling of the front doors' lock. From his bed Alex looked out into the vast expanse of the room in his groggy state, it was filled with a dark abyss illuminated by the pale moonlight. Out on the horizon, Alex saw the massive wall of wood slide open and off in the doorframe the towering form of his mother. Alex couldn't help but look at the feet of his mother encased in Crocs. The lumbering Crocs quickly approached his cage the thundering growing more powerful the closer they came. Alex was greeted by a wall of blue scrubs that his mother wore, her bottom-heavy form was projected in his window as she lumbered close to his cage. The woman had gained a considerable amount of weight over the years. The abyss was burned away as Alex's mother, Linda turned on the lamp that resided on the shelf above him. Alex blinked his eyes adjusting to the blinding light.  In front of him was a view of his mother's scrubs-covered ass as it hung above his cage. Alex imagined Linda had no idea of the view she was giving him, the majesty of her middle age ass was on full display towards the miniature man. Underneath his bedsheets confined in his boxers, his dick grew to half-mast. Linda had probably acquired this habit as a nightly routine she had developed from all the late-night shifts, but Alex's mind raced with terrible scenarios where her massive ass collided with his cage. Alex couldn't help but remember countless jokes his friends made about his mom and her huge behind if only they could see it now. Below him, from inside the crocs, he could hear the plastic-on-flesh sound of his mother's bare feet slipping out of her shoes.  Linda bent over, her prestigious ass constrained in the scrubs, pressed tightly against the fabric. Her ass crevice was revealed to the boy from the confines of her scrubs, and thoughts of what lay past them raced in the boy's mind. Linda reached two fingers into the Crocs and gently lifted them.

Linda turned around her lumbering mountainous form shook the ground, and gave Alex a view of her tired face. Her eyes were laced with dark crescents, her black hair tied up in a messy bun that hung above the young man. The view of Linda's face reminded Alex who the colossal behind he spied on belonged to. Linda then put the crocs on the shelf directly beneath the micro man's cage. The light then disappeared with a click. Alex's eyes took a moment to adjust to the dark then out in the distance Linda's giant face appeared in his window eyes peering into his small gray room, and a voice exited her red-adorned lips as they parted. In a whisper, "Goodnight Alex sorry if I woke you." The familiar voice of his mother. Guilt radiated out of the miniature young man's body from having stared so intensely at his mother's massive butt. The titaness's face then receded and gave the boy a view of her waist. Alex sat up in his bed and looked down below, at Linda's pale feet, her bulbous unpainted toes.

Thundering began to rage around him, as the titaness's sticky soles made a wet smacking sound as she walked away, her form disappearing down the hallway. Alex knew what would happen next as he lay in his bed. The cage began to radiate a familiar warmth, the air laced with the earthy smell of a nurse's post-work-feet. Alex coughed and sputtered, guiltily from his itchy boxers his cock grew. Goosebumps dotted the boy's skin despite the hot summer night, and on nights like these, it made the smell all the more potent. It has been a month of this nightly ritual, since being stricken with the virus. Alex had been locked up in a glorified hamster. The cages were usually sold to people who were still attached to their loved ones despite the loss of height. Alex's mother told him it was for his safety, she had told him stories of people coming into her work with mangled loved ones. Tiny people were crushed, flushed, mashed, and eaten. The horror stories didn't make the prison any easier to swallow. Alex craved freedom. Freedom from the stench of his family's feet, freedom from this cage, freedom from these desires. When he was the normal size he didn't have these thoughts, his family feet were the farthest thing on his mind while in college. When he was bigger his thoughts consisted of shitty frat beers, girls, and cramming for exams. Fate had seemed fit to imprison him, his sentence seemed to have no end in sight. Sure Alex had a bit of a foot fetish when he was larger. His fetish at least dated back to high school, many of his female teachers often wore sandals that fed his fetish, and a few girlfriends had cute feet. Alex never acted on his fetish though he denied it, and cut it away like a cancer. However, brought low by the virus in the dark Alex clumsily pulled down the tight-fitting undergarment revealing his nude form to the abyss. Alex's hard member stuck out into the cheesy stench throbbing. Alex felt his hand reach down to his hard member almost out of reflect as he conflictly huffed the air desperately trying to forget where it originated from. This would be the last time the young man told himself, then he would tell his mom to move his cage away from the shoe rack and put it somewhere else. Yes, that's what Alex would do, this would be the last time. After coming to a conflicted climax, the young man was lured to sleep by a hormonal cocktail of self-hate and pleasure. His forgotten dreams starred familiar titans.

The morning light beamed down upon the small man's cage, as his eyes tiredly blinked.  Alex crawled from his bed, the plastic springs made a cracking sound as he did. Alex clumsily stepped towards the miniature dresser that his mother had purchased for him, forced to wear cheap itchy clothing purchased from online stores. The grey cage itself must have been 9 by 9 inches giving the half-inch-tall man a decent amount of space. It was decorated with a fountain that functioned both for bathing and as a drinking source. A bathroom that had to be changed daily by one of his family members, and a wheel that functioned as his only source of entertainment when the TV wasn't left on. Alex got on the wheel and then proceeded to run. As Alex exercised he reflected, he was bored and miserable. Even on the first night of incarceration, Alex knew what he was going to be treated to. Many of his college friends had shrunken. Aspiring engineers and doctors brought low by the disease, the lucky ones got to live with a partner, but many were sent back home. Alex was one of those stripped of their dreams, any hope of becoming an accountant was dashed when he was discovered by his dormmate who almost stepped on him.

What Alex didn't expect during his imprisonment was a newfound attraction for his family's feet that developed during his imprisonment, he wondered if it was the disease. Every time his mother and sister kicked off their shoes the smell would rise to his cage. The stench would usually last just a few minutes on a cool night, but it was still enough to trigger the young man's backed-up hormones. It wasn't just his family he had an attraction to either, one time his sister had invited over a few friends, and after Alex's sister had shown him off to all her friends, they all laid their assortment of shoes down beneath his cage and on that hot summer day, a diverse miasma of foot scents rose into Alex's meager abode. He had reached an awkward orgasm that day.

The worst part of the imprisonment, however, was the lack of control. Alex was locked into the cage, as the only way to open it was from the outside. Whether this feature of his entrapment was a holdover from when the manufacturers were making this cage for a pet, or whether his mother purposely bought one with a lock on the outside, Alex didn't know. Now the only time he was allowed to leave his cage was when one of his family members decided. Alex imagined the shrinking wouldn't have been so bad if he could explore his now city-sized house unrestricted. After a few minutes of running, Alex began to feel vibrations in the distance. Someone was approaching.

The vibrations that came towards him were lighter than last night, and off in the horizon, through the hallway, walked Melanie, Alex's sister. Melanies tan bare feet with French tips slid against the wooden floor. 

"Morning Alex," Melanie yawned. Her blonde hair sat messily at her shoulders. Alex's own short black hair had grown unkempt since shrinking. Alex hopped off his wheel and searched for the headset that allowed him to speak to the Titans. Melanie approached the ground shaking beneath Alex as she did. Locating the headset Alex quickly put it over his head. 

"Morning Melanie," Alex said just as a giant blue eye appeared in his cage window. 

"Oh my gosh are you running on your little wheel, that's actually adorable, Melanie laughed her eye retreated as she brought her head back. "You're like a tiny fucking hamster."

"Shut up," Alex said he was in no mood for his sister's jesting. 

"Wait get on the wheel, I want to send a video to Madison," Melanie said as she reached into her pocket to reveal her giant phone that took up most of the little man's window.

"No I have to get dressed," Alex said grumply. 

"C'mon you're just in boxers, Madison has seen all that before," Melanie said as she tapped her screen and caused a bright light to emit from her phone. 

" No Melanie drop it, I don't want to be part of your stupid video!" Alex harshly yelled. 

"Fine, whatever," Melanie said coldly putting away her phone. A few quiet seconds passed. Alex tried to pry open his cheap tiny drawers. From behind Alex came a thud. "Hey, you like my nails?" Melanie asked, Alex froze, he had mistakingly thought he had won an argument with his behemoth of a sister. Alex turned slowly to see his sister's sole directly in his cage doorway. Melanie had brought her foot up and rested it on the shelf Alex's cage sat on. Melanie's knee extended above as she rested her face on it, her massive foot wrinkled and flailed. Immediately Alex grew hard, his member pushing against his itchy boxers, Melanie was unknowingly giving him quite the show. 

"Melanie get your nasty feet away from my cage," Alex cried backing up a bit. From above Melanie brought her long toes down to the lock on his cage and proceeded to unlock his cage. Monkey toes are what Alex used to call Melanie's dexterous digits when he was larger, often when trying to convince her that feet grossed him out. Insults towards her feet were often a futile attempt to make sure she didn't bother him with his fetish, however usually wrestling made her stop, at his current size, he couldn't even wrestle her pinky toe.

"Maybe you just need a closer look if you're calling them nasty," Melanie said. He felt his entire cage lurch and collide with the wall behind it, as through the window that served as Alex's door slid in the tip of Melanie's foot, her tan wiggling toes.

"Melanie get your foot the fuck out of here!" Alex yelled at his sister. Alex's outburst registered no remission as the toes slid on top of the miniature man. 

"What?" Melanie coyly asked. "Madison and I just got French tips." His sister's toes that dwarfed him bounced on him the heavy clammy flesh touching his bare chest arms, and legs.  Dirt and flecks of unknowable origin fell upon Alex's face. The smell emitting from the foot was frightful strong for the tiny man, clearly, Melanie hadn't showered yet treating her little brother with the smell of stale sweat. 

"Melanie!" Alex shouted. The wiggling of the toes intensified battering Alex's raging member into one of Melanie's sweaty toe folds. Alex had to stifle a moan. 

"What do they stink?" Melanie laughed. Melanie couldn't really feel or see her miniature brother he was like a soft pebble a small one at that. However, she could tell she was pissing him off, which was her goal. Alex felt precum leak from within his boxers, he had to find a way to end this now. With a wind up Alex proceeded to bite down as hard as he could. "Ow!" Melanie whelped in pain, and instantly the giant toes receded, but brought the miniature man with them. The miniature man was thrown underneath his sister as her foot kicked backward and proceeded to hit the ground hard sliding against it. 

"Augh fuck." Alex groaned his skin red from scraping against the hardwood floor. Farther out two tan pillars that were Melanie's shins moved and twisted as Melanie turned to observe her brother. 

"Dammit Alex what the fuck." Melanie said as her hand outstretched over Alex's crumpled body. Alex was brought upwards towards Melanie's face in a clammy embrace. 

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Alex groaned as he sat up in his hand transportation, thankfully the pain made his erection die. 

"You're so stupid why would you bite me?" Melanie asked her eyebrows furrowing. 

"Told you to get your nasty feet off me," Alex continued the act, desperately trying to save face.

"Whatever, not a word of this to Mom or you'll be seeing a lot more of my nasty feet," Melanie rolled her eyes as she spoke.

After a low-energy check-up to make sure her brother was okay, Melanie carried Alex to the kitchen where Linda sat her tired face staring down at her coffee that was almost white. Alex couldn't help but stare at Linda's ass as Melanie walked by, it dwarfed the seat she sat upon, and this caused the blue pajama fabric to swell out from the holes in the chair. Alex thought for a moment what it would be like to be in her pajama pants, Alex tried to shake the accursed thought from his head probably leftover excitement from this morning. "Morning Mom," Melanie chirped as she set her miniature sibling down on the table. 

"Morning Mel, could you grab your brother's meal," Linda said as she looked up from her coffee, her tired eyes trailing a bit. 

"Yeah Mom, how was the shift last night,"  Melanie said turning towards the stove, which had two pans cooking. The smell of meaty breakfast foods wafted in the air.

"Oh, you know just stupid people, that's who usually show up at the ER," Linda said as she continued to stir her coffee aimlessly. "And you, my little cuddle bug, how did you sleep?" Linda asked looking down at her miniature son, her warm tired brown eyes set upon him. 

"Uh good I guess," Alex shot out trying to change the subject off of last night as quickly as possible.

"I didn't wake you coming in?", "I haven't had to worry about waking any of my kids since Mel left, it brings back memories," Linda spoke in a soft tone. 

"Slept like a rock Mom," Alex lied as flashes of his mother's building-size ass filled his mind. Melanie then walked over and sat a plate down many times Alex's size and in the middle a powdered bacon and egg ball, which was half his size. Around him Melanie set big dishes of eggs bacon and toast for her and Linda, the smell of breakfast hung over the air, making Alex's stomach gnaw. Alex was always so hungry, and this led to a thought about the possible side effects of shrinking perhaps the reason for his disgusting desires. "Hey, Mom is there like any side effects for catching the ant flu besides you know shrinking." 

"Increased proportional metabolic rate, loss of body hair, extending of limbs," Linda recounted. Alex thought about his next words carefully.

"What about, um sex drive," Alex asked.

"Ewww, Melanie groaned.

 "Oh?" Linda asked. "Oh...." Linda said finally understanding why her minuscule son brought up the topic. "I think I heard Dr.Ramirez say that she read somewhere that people inflicted with the ant flu have a lower refractory period and a higher sex drive," Linda recounted her tired mind, the mother part of her not participating in the conversation. 

"So Alex is going to be jerking it more?" Melanie laughed.  "That's nasty." 

"Shut up!" Alex yelled.

"Melanie it's a normal thing to do," Linda lectured.

"Was that why you were so cranky this morning, was I interrupting your gooning session," Melanie laughed at Alex. 

"Well, you're never going to get a boyfriend if you keep using twochan lingo!" Alex yelled.

"I've got more bitches than you loser!" Mel yelled back.

"Enough!" Linda said sternly. "It's like you two are in high school again, Melanie be nice to your big brother he's going through a tough time right now as we all are," Linda says finally looking up from her coffee. 

"Sure biiig brother." Melanie snorted to herself as she dipped a piece of bacon into her egg, Alex glared at her as she did Melanie having observed the daggers shot at her made sure to chew with her mouth open.

"Moving on," Linda said trying to change the subject. "Alex, Aunt Debbie is coming over," Linda said turning her head towards Alex, and took a bite out of her toast chewing politely.

"Aunt Deborah, really?" Alex said in disbelief. "Isn't she a Crumb supporter?" Alex asked.

"Voted the last three runs and probably going to on the fourth," Melanie declared.

"It's important to be accepting of other ideas," Linda said.

"Even the dumb ones?" Alex snorted.

"Yeah, she says some stupid stuff," Melanie laughed with egg in her mouth, the siblings united against their common enemy.

"Yes, even the dumb ones," Linda said rubbing her temples. "Can you two at least try to be nice to her? Linda asked as she turned her head to look at her two kids. "I don't want anything like the last time she came over happening." The only pranks Alex had have been at the receiving end. His sister constantly threatened to crush him with her feet and made his life difficult. Even his mom couldn't resist pulling a prank on him, on the first day home after shrinking, Linda used her socked foot to measure his body and put it on top of him pretending to slip, it was an awkward sensual awakening for the small boy as his shorts had tented as she pulled her foot off of him.

"How can it?" Melanie asked. "Little bug boy over here can't even hold a glue bottle," Melanie jabbed.

"I swear to god Melanie," Alex shot back.

"Even then don't get any ideas for pranks, I just want my sister over during this hard time," Linda said a crack in her tired smile showing.

"Yeah sure Mom," Alex said his heart breaking a little at seeing his mom so down. He imagined it was due to his condition. Melanie nodded.

Breakfast continued with sly insults hurled between the Smith siblings resulting in even Linda chuckling, and for a moment Alex felt like everything had returned to normal, at least for a moment. No thoughts of shrinking, prison, and no desires, but all good things must come to an end.

"Alright honey it's time, I have to go grocery hunting for your aunt's visit, so you'll have to go in your little house," Linda said as she picked up her half-inch-tall son between her fingertips, making sure to take extra care not to crush the fragile boy. She then placed him onto her hand and brought him up to her face. Linda's careful and precise movement was awe-inspiring for the Aelx who still was not used to moving with giants. Melanie had disappeared into her room, to her pc, presumably to play a game leaving Alex and Linda alone at the breakfast table. 

"Do I have to?" Alex groaned "What if I had free roam, just while you are gone?" 

"Honey you know I can't," Linda said with a sympathetic look in her eye. "Have I told you that kid who got trapped in his mom's flat?" Linda asked looking down with a sympathetic smile. 

"Yes for like every day since I got sick," Alex responded.

"Then you know why I can't, so just stay in your house until I get home," Linda said adopting a more stern tone.

"My cage you mean," Alex sighed. Linda unfastened the lock to Alex's cage. Linda then dropped Alex gently into his cage and proceeded to grab her things, slip on her Crocs, and leave. 

The rest of the day was uneventful. Linda came home and declared, she was too tired to deal with Alex and went to her room. Leaving him with a familiar aroma from her discarded Crocs. Melanie came down every once in a while to take Alex's bathroom out and feed him. Nightfall soon arrived as the house slowly was consumed in darkness, while aimless TV shows played in the background coating the room in ever-changing light. Alex ran, ran all the time, it was his only reprieve from the desires his only distraction, but Alex got off his wheel and walked to his window. "Man just imagine if I could get out of here just for one night." Alex leaned forward on his window to get a better view of the outside living room. With a click the plastic window slammed down revealing the bare living room, and the cold night air swept into Alex's cage. Melanie had forgotten to lock the outside of his cage. Alex's eyes opened wide. For the first time in a month, he was free. Alex could go anywhere, but the hormonal cocktail that was the young man's newly shrunken body urged him forward. Alex looked down it was a decent-sized fall, however a side effect of being so tiny is that, he no longer had to fear getting hurt from falling, so a shortfall later he landed in front of the shoe rack with many discarded shoewears left by his family members. It was a junkyard of tantalizing choices. 

In front of the discarded shoes, only illuminated by the pale moonlight stood a roughly half-inch-tall man in his boxers. To the young man's left were the size 8 sandals of his sister Melanie, the greasy leathery insole of the sandal stretched out in front of him, half hazardly kicked off; to the right of Alex the size 10 beige Croc of his mother carefully put in their designated spot. The plastic shoe had a murky brown footprint that stretched into the inside of the cavern, the plastic obviously warped during countless shifts at the hospital or running errands.

"This doesn't have to be weird they're just shoes," Alex said to nobody but himself. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity who knew when the next time Melanie might forget to lock the cage, if ever again? Alex stood conflicted, goosebumps forming on the tiny boy's skin. Should he go back to his cage and forget this desire ever racked his body, or should he press on, and whose shoes would satiate his desire? His maternal guardian's plastic cavern? Or his sibling tormenter's leathery tundra. With a deep breath, the boy took a step towards his decision.

Alex rubbed his hand across the brown leathery heel of his sister's sandal before he hoisted himself upward over it. The physical labor was relatively easy, as he had done a few sports in his high school days, so he was in good shape in addition to all the exercise he did on his wheel. Before him stretched out the colossal dark footprint of his sister, the opaque shadow of his sister's foot that had battered him earlier today. Around him, the leathery straps hung above like a dead leviathan ribs.

As Alex stepped onto the sandal the leathery ground sank beneath his bare feet, as he lifted up his foot a sticky smacking sound would follow. These were Melanie's go-to summer shoes often found strapped to her feet when hanging with her friends, or doing simple chores around the house. As the boy stepped forward his almost nude body felt the environment shift, it was different ever so slightly compared to the fresh air away from the footwear.  The air was thicker, the musty foot smell of his sister weighing down upon it. The aroma of his family members' feet that he had experienced while in his cage was manageable, but walking the vast expanse of the sandal, the scent of his sister's feet was almost debilitating. The foot odor almost brought Alex to his knees. Alex could scarcely imagine what his mother's Crocs would have been like. Perhaps he could still experience his maternal guardian plastic cavern tonight a gluttonous part of Alex urged. To Alex's increased metabolism his sister's sandals offered him a slight amount of warmth, it radiated off the sticky ground. Alex's dick pressed hard against the fabric of his boxers. 

Where the ball of Melanie's foot rested on the sandal was the weakest of the surface. Alex took a tumble as the soft leathery ground gave in at his every step. Unconsciously the young man's boxers had drifted off his body while on his trek towards the toe section of the sandal, his bare erection shot upwards as he pressed forward in the potent miasma.  Alex's lust pushed the thought of this being the shoe of his sister deep underneath his steep mountain of arousal.  

Arriving at the toe section, out of the ground shot up a leather collum that stood almost a head or two taller than Alex, the smell emitting from the pillar was strong. The toe thong. Like a fevered worshipper of a Lovecraftian entity, the tiny man dropped to his knees and began to kiss the stinky pillar in the moonlight. Opening his mouth, Alex's tongue shot out and began to lick at the salty and bitter surface. Alex's hard dick pushed into the leathery material of the pillar.

"More," is all that could be reasoned out of the crazed sounds that came out of Alex's mouth. The boy jumped into the deep, black toeprint that resided next to the pillar. The miniature young man began to grind his dick into the dark greasy leather, moans escaped in his mouth between licks, like some dark fervent prayer to the foot that granted him this pleasure. Jabbing his dick into the oily leather, images of the toes that battered him earlier today flashed across Alex's mind. Inside Alex's mind, deep in the haze was some rational part that screamed at the depravity of his actions, but it was drowned in the potent pleasure of finally being satisfied. Besmeared in dirt and grime Alex's dick easily slid over the smooth stained black leather that consisted of the toe print. Alex began licking and kissing the toe print as his member was dragged across the stained leather. During each of the tiny man's humps, an image of an anonymous foot was pictured in his mind. Alex imagined this foot battering his raw erection between its toes. Alex moaned out as he continued jackhammering his increasingly numb penis into the stinky leather.  With one last powerful thrust into the greasy toe print, Alex came. White ropes shot out of him painting a small area in front of him. The boy bucked his hips and groaned as his seed spurted onto the toeprint. To a normal-sized person, this emission would have been smaller than a dew drop. To the miniature man, the spunk that coated the deepest part of the toe print was the biggest load of his life.  

As the high of the pleasure came down, Alex arrived at a crystal realization about where he was and what he had done. Alex looked down at his hands covered in dirt and grime, then at his body also coated in a thin line of filth and grease. He was shrouded in the waste that was deposited from his sister's feet. Alex was quite literally less the dirt she walked upon. "What the fuck is wrong with me," Alex sputtered out before breaking down into tears. Alex curled to his side in a fetal position, cringing at himself. Alex realized he had humped to his younger sister's sandals to completion. The sister Alex had grown up with all these years. The same sister he helped move into her dorm, the same sister who he used to watch scary movies with in high school, the same sister he threw snot rockets at when they were kids.  Alex crawled out of the toeprint to hurl. "I'm fucking disgusting," Alex cried out. Exhausted and defeated Alex fell backward into the toe print and laid. Alex stared upwards at the leathery strap that held the sandal together, and farther above the same ceiling he used to stare at when he was put into time out as a kid, now expanded to be his sky. Alex couldn't believe where life had taken him in just a few months. Not long ago he was excited to spend another college summer with friends, maybe working at an internship, but now here he lay curled up naked on his sister's sandals. Alex realized he lived in two prisons, the physical cage, and the cage of these desires. With dark thoughts flashing through his mind, he began to close his tired eyes, shivering as he fell asleep.

Alex was ripped from his slumber by a booming earthquake. "What the fuck!" Alex yelled to himself. Alex's groggy brain worked overtime trying to get context to where he was and how he would escape the danger. The night before comes railing into his mind, his time with his sister sandal, the regret.

Along with this revival of guilt and fear, another aspect of Alex rose to life, arousal. A second quake ruptured the ground the tiny man sat upon. The nude boy scrambled and looked around, then saw her. Stretching upwards for miles it seemed was her shiny tan legs, her waist in covered pink shorts, and in the heavens above, her top half was covered in a graphic white tank top showing her slightly protruding belly. Alex saw her face absently looking at her phone which rested in her hand, her blonde hair half hazardly tied up in a bun. Fear coursed through Alex, and a pang of pleasure as the stench of foot entered his nostrils, the hormonal cocktail of antflu on display. He couldn't help but admire the strange elegance his colossal sister had. "Oh god, what if she sees me," Alex told himself. Thoughts of the jokes Melanie would make at his expense if she found him flooded his mind. Then came scenarios, where his family would disown him for his deplorable act. If his family ever found out about what he did he could become one of those wild mants with no families, left to scrounge to survive. Alex was so concerned about what would happen if he were to be found he never considered if his sister could even see him. 

Off in the distance, he could hear his mother's voice, "Make sure to grab whole wheat noodles, that's Alex's favorite," Linda spoke with a nagging tone. Melanie stopped for a moment her tan feet resting, what seemed like to him, mere feet from the heel of the sandal, her long toes wiggled and flailed. Her French pedicure flashed in the sunlight, and instantly the boy was mesmerized like a fish in an angelfish light.  Melanie looked up from her phone. 

"I still don't know why I have to do it!" Melanie yelled, her voice was like a sonic boom, making the miniature invader's ears ring. 

"Fuck!" Alex groaned in pain.

"You know how hard shrinking has been on him, he needs a pick me up, and besides I'm cooking breakfast we all can't eat ramen for breakfast," Linda hollered back.

"Well, why can't you order it from Miniazon!" Melanie yelled turning her head towards the hallway.

 "Stop fucking yelling!" Alex shouted back covering his ears. Alex realized that he was missing his headset, there was no way for him to get his sister to hear him unless he was right on her ear. Melanie's feet continued wiggling like a dangerous predatory dance, further transfixing the minuscule man on the sandal.

"Please Melanie," Linda pleaded. 

"Yeah fine whatever, hopefully the little bugger appreciates this," Melanie said in a softer voice. Alex was frozen in fear and pleasure as he heard the sound of flesh on leather. Melanie's tan foot slid across the black and brown leather towards the miniature man. The colossal tan foot traveled faster than Alex's little legs ever could. Deciding it was his best option he grabbed onto the pillar that was Melanie's toe thong, as the wave of foot slid towards him. Alex closed his eyes and prepared for impact. The sweaty flesh of his sister enveloped him despite his best effort to hold onto the pillar. Soon after the heavy embrace, he was pulled further into the clammy crevice of foot flesh between Melanie's big toe and second, as she took her first step. Every subsequent step further crushed Alex's nude body in a tight sweaty embrace, crushing the air out of the small man. 

"Melanie....down....here," Alex wheezed in a futile attempt at help, his toe flesh-compressed chest could offer barely a whisper. Every step also subjected Alex to a rollercoaster as Melanie's foot would raise unsticking itself from the sandal insole before coming down and pushing him against the pillar-like strap. Along with the rollercoaster ride the toes would grind him between digits, rolling him but the strap would always prevent him from sliding out.  Alex couldn't see much from the tight embrace of Melanie's toes, the only light was filtered between his sister's toe cleavage. Between the crushing, the light suddenly increased in intensity, as a great creaking sound reverberated around Alex. A slight breeze flew through the crevice he was trapped in. Melanie must be outside. The heat increased dramatically between the toes.

After several steps that pulverized Alex, one final step, he was pushed once against the pillar, his back hurt as he collided with the leathery pillar. There was a great lightlessness, as the light above him disappeared, and the tiny man heard a great rumbling all around him. Alex asked himself if he was in Melanie's car and he was answered as the toes once again pressed together as the roar of an engine ripped all around the foot crevice. Above all this, Alex could hear the familiar tune of a country song, that his sister loved to listen to, additionally, it was accented with the vibration of his sister's pulse, even near the bottom of her body her heart proved powerful. Along with the cacophony of noise, the ride consisted of the crushing pressure from the embrace of Melanie's toes occasionally increasing as she pushed against the pedal. Always present since the initial embrace of his sister's toes was Alex's erection as it was pressed into the greasy embrace repeatedly. His hard dick was battered and pushed into the slick toe flesh. 

"What the fuck is wrong with me," Alex groaned as his sister's toe folds caressed his junk. The odor that was strong before became toxic to the young man as his every breath was polluted with the aroma of his sister's foot, feeding his hungry erection. While in the tight embrace, he tried his last resort, to bite the skin, but it registered no response. Melanie must have overreacted yesterday when he bit her. 

Above the misery, Melanie sang off-tune to the country song. "Man I need to get back at Alex for making me do this stupid errand," She said as she imagined what new prank she was going to pull on her tiny brother. Her past pranks included filling Alex's cage with paper or sprinkling fart spray in it, but his reaction yesterday sparked a new idea on how to get a rise out of him. Putting her feet in his stupid cage really pissed him off, and this delighted Melanie. Her childhood was populated by mean-spirited pranks performed on her by her brother. One time he snuck into her room and put tape on her pillow so when she flipped it over she would put her head into it. She had to go to homecoming with a bald spot, anger flooded her body as she remembered the embarrassment. Melanie tensed up, her toes flexing in anger, unconsciously her body registered that the strap of her sandal felt strange as she did, but her mind was taken away from it as Melanie thought of taking a page from Alex's book and perhaps glue him to a chair as he did with their aunt, but she imagined that her absentminded mom would accidentally sit on the boy. Melanie giggled to herself at the idea of her mom accidentally sitting on her brother, "That woman has really let her butt get huge it would probably kill the bugger." 

Down below, the wall of flesh pressed tightly compressing the minuscule man. "Fuck," Alex groaned out. This compression continued a few times before the great rumbling of the engine turned off, leaving the young man with the sound of Melanie's pulse and country music. The country music shut off as Alex was flung sideways in the tight embrace as the sunlight grew brighter above. Alex was once again subjected to the tight crushing movement that was a side effect of his sister's stride. Sandwiched in his little sister's toes, his hard dick was rubbed into the folds of his sister's foot with each step. Every time Alex would almost reach climax the toes would pull away leaving his hard dick twitching, precum mixing in sweat. Alex was half ready to end the misery himself and climax with his own hand to at least spare him the embarrassment of this unorthodox edging at the feet of his sister, but each time he would try to lower his arm the toes would collide against him and paste him against the wall of the big toe. With each step, his body also became more coated in dirt, and grime and black greasy smut covered his nude form.

Above, Melanie grumpily walked through the front door of the grocery store. The blonde college girl weaved in and out of aisles, naturally recalling the layout of the hometown grocery store she spent most of her life going to. "I can't believe I had to run all this way for noodles," Melanie boomed above each of her steps unknowingly crushing her minuscule brother between her toes. She looked for the whole wheat noodles that her mom had tasked her to find. Finally arriving at the pasta aisle, Melanie spotted the noodles she was tasked to find.  She stopped and unconsciously relaxed her toes as she measured the height of the noodle.

Down below Alex let out a moan as the sticky wall of flesh pulled away, but soon after the wall of flesh recided they slammed back into the boy pushing him into the toe fold. Melanie's toes pulverized Alex and pushed his hard dick into the toes. During the walking, Alex had been rolled around and now faced the big toe with the strap pushing against his side giving him a prominent rug burn. Just when he thought the pressure couldn't get worse the walls quickly collided with him meeting him in a tight painful embrace. The wall of flesh would pull away before it collided back with great force crushing the air out of Alex. The back-and-forth press of Melanie's toes would repeat making the boy's face go numb as his nose was crunched and limbs crushed. 

"Of course, it's on the top shelf," Melanie growled standing on her tiptoes. Her fingertips blindly attempted to grab the noodles. Unable to reach the noodles she decided to jump a little, and after a few jumps she grabbed it and pulled it down. "There Alex better be grateful for this," she said.

Face and dick pressed deep into the wall of Melanie's toe. Her salty flesh invaded his mouth as he opened it to scream. Alex was pushed over the edge, he violently came into the wall of flesh. His pulsating dick shot out three sticky ropes, the white residue coated a small area of Melanie's index toe, the wall of toe then pulled away, and strings of cum pulled with it. Alex's seed was to be forever lost between the sweaty folds of his sister's muggy toe depths.  

Melanie with noodles in hand began to walk towards the registers that dotted the front of the grocery store front. She stood in line with four people in front of her at the self-checkout. She began scrolling on her phone and tapping her feet impatiently. For a split section, her attention turned to the strange feeling between her toes that she felt during the car ride, it was like a lump between her big toe and index toe. All attention was ripped from the lump when she looked up and saw a cute boy working the register. Melanie abandoned the self-checkout for the cashier letting an old man take her spot. A middle-aged woman was just finishing getting checked out as  Melanie speed-walked towards the cashier.

"Find everything alright?" The cashier asked looking up from his cash register upon seeing Melanie, his ebony skin was clear and his black hair was messily styled.  

"Oh yeah besides one thing," Melanie said trying to hype herself up. She looked at the cashier's name tag. "...Tyler," Melanie added to her sentence. 

"What's that ma'am," The cashier said finally making real eye contact. Melanie grabbed a coupon magazine and held it out to the cashier.

"Your number," Melanie asked holding out the paper.

"Um sorry, I have a girlfriend," the cashier stammered out his face turning red, Melanie also was embarrassed by her brashness. 

"Oh well, can I have your Slapchat.. as friends?" Melanie asked and gave the tall cashier a hapless smile. 

"Uh suuuure," The cashier coughed out before taking the paper from Melanie and scribbling his username using the company pen. Melanie's heart excitedly raced. The cashier quickly scanned the noodles. "Anything else?" 

"For you to message me," Melanie stated, staring into the cashier's eyes.

"Um sure, your total will be two dollars and five cents," the clerk stammered out. Melanie put her debit card in the card reader and smiled at the clerk. Once the beeping started she quickly pulled it out. 

"I'm serious, I'm expecting a message," She said and stared at the cashier intensely. 

"Okay, okay, I will," the cashier stammered out. Melanie smiled grabbed the noodles and walked away.

"Wait till Alex hears about this," Melanie laughed.

Below Alex lay defeated, groggy, and numb.  He was plastered against the web between his sister's toes. Caked in sweat and toe jam, Alex's arms were outstretched like a figure in a Renaissance painting, globs of sweat ran beside him. The boy had entered an almost catatonic state from the trauma he had experienced from having a thundering climax ripped from him at the means of his sister's unaware toes. The worst part of all of this was that Alex had no one to blame for the series of events but himself. He left his cage. He crawled onto his sister's sandals. All of himself wanted to blame the antflu, but was it really all done by this virus, or was this inside of him all along? The brooding thoughts were ended after the brief respite. The crushing and grinding began again as the walls of flesh once again collided with the minuscule boy, but a momentary pause was gifted as the grinding stopped and the toes gave him a tight embrace. All he could see was the giant leather pillar that was Melanie's toe thong the two walls of flesh that surrounded him on both sides, and the light above. 

On top of him, he heard the booming voice of his sister and a more masculine one. Alex laughed to himself as his sister's words' meaning materialized in his mind.  His sister was asking out a boy while he lay fighting for his life between her toes. The hilarity of the situation hit Alex, unable to contain himself he began laughing, and he began to laugh even harder when she struck out. The laughing fit was ended as the toes met to crush the boy again as his sister began to walk. The walk was torturous as Alex's nude body was wadded and crushed.

The heat increased as Alex heard what must have been the store's sliding doors open. The crevice became a sweltering fleshy press. The odor had long ago rooted itself deep into the boy's olfactory system, he would never forget the smell but that too had increased. As if on clockwork his erection grew again as it was rubbed between the two toes along with his ribs. "Please god no more," Alex said to himself. 

The foot raised as Alex felt the g forces increase as he heard the familiar noise of a car door opening. The light disappeared as Alex was once again brought along for the car trip. The cold air offered a brief respite from the marsh between the toes. Alex was also reacquainted with the rhythm of country music as it vibrated all around him.

During the car ride. The toe crevice he resided in would occasionally tighten and massage his sore junk and body. Alex began to realize just how much his ribs hurt. If his arms were not plastered to his sides he would rub his ribs his eyes adjusted to the dark and he looked down at his body. All throughout his nude body was black toe jam that laid on his form like cow spots. "So fucking gross," Alex said to himself, though part of him loved the idea of what coated him, as his hard dick was besmeared in greasy toe jam. 

After what must have been 10 minutes, the boy heard the massive rumbling of the car shut off, and country music soon followed. The bright summer sun radiated down as he felt his prison lurch sideways. Alex realized that they were home, if they could just make it a little farther perhaps he could still get away and save face when Melanie kicked off her shoes. Ideas of escape from this sweltering prison raced in his mind. Alex felt hope for the first time today. 

Above Melanie leaned over and grabbed the noodles that sat on her passenger seat opened her door, stepped out of her blue car, and began her walk towards the front door of her house. The lump in between her toes had moved past the threshold of nescience and breached the conscious mind of Melanie. As soon as the threshold was pierced Melanie's attention was drawn away from it, as a woman approached her, beside the woman was a brown labrador. 

"Oh my gosh, Melanie?" The woman asked. In front of her was a brunette woman middle age, wearing a sun dress. Melanie's brain took a second to process before realizing who it was. "Come here kiddo," the woman said as she wrapped her arms around Melanie. The labrador sniffed at Mealnie's thigh.

"Long time no see Jackie," Melanie said pulling away and smiling. 

"How's college been? Jackie asked her brunette shoulder-length hair swaying in the summer breeze. 

"Busy this summer break has been a nice relaxer," Melanie said as she shifted her sunglasses down over her eyes.

"That's good, have you been taking care of Madison for me?

"Yeah, the best I can she's crazy," Melanie laughed.

"That's good she doesn't tell me anything about what college is like for her," Jackie said. "How's little Alex doing?" Jackie asked grinning widely. 

Down below plastered to Melanie's big toe Alex registered another titan's voice it was familiar to him. He recognized Jackie, his friend Tim's mom. Many high school nights were spent passed out on Jackie's couch, usually after staying up all night with Tim. Alex wondered how Tim was doing he never really kept in touch with his friend during college, he knew Melanie and Madison Tim's sister were close, but Alex abandoned most of his old life for college. A sense of nostalgia filled his being with the pain of lost days now reduced to memories. Reality came crashing in as the wall of flesh that was Melanie's toes came colliding with him. The clammy flesh pushed his hard member back into a familiar embrace. 

Above Melanie shifted her feet and said, "Yeah she's been really strict with Alex, he can't even leave his cage." Her mind was now completely off the lump in between her toes.

"Oh, well I imagine it cuz all those little people she has to see at her work," Jackie asked her soft features had a sadness in them.

"Yeah I mean Alex is the first shrunken person I've seen have you met any ?" Melanie asked.

"Yes I have and I'll tell you what,  the shrunken people I get at my practice are a real piece of work, but I didn't tell you that," Jackie winked. Melanie laughed. "When I am going to get to see him?" Jackie asked a curious look flashing across her face. "I haven't since he left for college."

"Talk to Mom, did Maddie tell you what she did?"

"No?"  Jackie asked tilting her head.

"I had her and a few friends over and we were messing around with Alex giving him much-needed social interaction and she flips out on us and calls me a terrible sister and shit."

"Oh jeez you know she doesn't mean that she's just stressed," Jackie says reassuringly.

"Yeah... but still pissed me off," Melanie said. 

"Well I'll definitely have to visit and help out with the little guy, he's practically a second son to me, and I know just how to make Alex feel better," Jackie said, a particular look flashed across her face.

"Uh.. okay," Melanie stammered out not knowing how to take that, she knew Alex and Jackie knew each other from Tim, but she didnt think they were that close. 

Below the words had a much different effect on Alex. His erection found renewed strength as the event of the night after high school graduation played in his mind. Unknowingly Jackie had brought a moment of reprieve to Alex as his mind was taken away from his hellish experience and brought to a comfortable memory. Once again the reprieve was ripped away from him as the walls of flesh once again pressed together crushing him.

The two women walked away. Melanie walked towards the front door and unlocked it. Melanie was treated to the icy air-conditioned environment. Melanie's eyes adjusted to the dark room, and saw Linda sitting on the couch watching TV. "I'm back with noodles," Melanie said. Linda looked away from the TV to her daughter, she was sitting in her pajamas still, her black hair sat on her shoulders.

"Thank you Melanie, but keep it down Alex is still sleeping," Linda responded as she shifted forward on the couch her heavy rear shifting as she did. 

"What?" Melanie asked her face contorting in disbelief. "It's like eleven am, doesn't he get up at like eight?" 

"Usually but he hasn't said anything I think the TV was on all night." 

"Oh sorry think I forgot to turn it off," Melanie said as she brought the tip of her sandal to the ground and ground it on the hardwood floor. "Well, I'll put the noodles on the table."

"Okay thanks, hun there's breakfast in the kitchen," Linda chirped. Melanie walked over and deposited her sandals in her usual chaotic way, kicking them off it collided into the white cabinet with a thud.  Melanie then walked over to the kitchen and placed the noodles on the table. She grabbed 3 pieces of back and quickly stuffed them into her mouth.

"I'm heading up to my room, holler if you need anything Mom," Melanie yelled bacon chunks flying out of her mouth. 

"Sounds good," Linda hollered back. Melanie stepped into the hallway and proceeded to walk up the stairs, once again on the peripheral of her awareness, she noticed the lump between her toes.

Down below, Alex screamed in frustration. When Alex heard the front door of their house open and closed and his sister begin an idle conversation with his mother, he used all of his remaining strength to remove his arms from the sweat and toe jam that bound him to the space between Melanie's toes and hugged the toe thong with his life. As the conversation ended Alex felt the crevice lurch forward and he was ripped from the toe thong as the clammy toes were brought tightly together removing the only thing that separated them. His body was squeezed between the toes and they grinded him between themselves. Alex realized the protection the toe strap had provided, as his sore body and hard member were battered and abused as he was pushed further and further between the toes his hard dick being rubbed along the way. Something fell and collided on his head, and the smell of bacon filled his nose offering a bit of a pallet cleanse from the stench of his sister's toes. With the toes tightly pressed together with each step of his colossal sister, Alex heard the groaning creak of the stairs around him, he felt his ribs screech in response to the pressure.

Melanie walked into her room and shut the door. She thought for a moment about hopping on her computer and maybe playing some games, but she decided against it as she jumped onto her bed. The girl proceeded to scroll on her phone endless stories flew by as the manicured fingers swiped them away. She realized that the lump that had been along with her walk still remained deposited between her toes. Once fully aware Melanie could no longer allow the irritation the lump caused to continue. Melanie leaned forward and placed her finger between her big toe and index toe, and whipped back and forth. There was a slimy layer of sweat and gunk that resided between her toes, that coated her finger. Melanie's face contorted in a disgusted grimace. Along with the sweat and toe jam, the strange lump stuck to her finger. Normally she would have flicked it somewhere to be forgotten but something compelled Melanie to look. She brought her finger to her face and the smell of feet made her nose twist. A peculiar dirty humanoid form resided on her finger coated in black dirt and mush, clarity hit Melanie like a truck, and she recognized the tiny nude form. "What the fuck!"