Julie awoke, sore, sticky, and hot. As she rose to her feet, she noticed the ground was a strange ridged pink. Was it... moving? The ground shook underneath her, and she fell again. A thundering noise sounded. Almost like giggling, but at a volume louder than a squadron of planes. Where was she? How had she gotten here?

Earlier that day

Leaving work, Julie left with a spring in her step. 24, she was a young paralegal about to leave her first job for her next. Nervous and excited at the same time, she was looking forward to her last couple days of work. Tonight, though, the short red head was going over her friend and coworker Jennifer's. She was another employee in the legal department, and had gone to school with Julie, though that didn't mean they were entirely similar. Jennifer was a super athletic little blonde, perky, ditzy, and always ready to run a marathon or attend a yoga class. Julie was a bit curvier, a lot smarter if she was being honest, and was more the curl up and watch Grey's Anatomy type than the marathon type. What they both had in common was their friendliness and likability, and it was no wonder they'd been friends throughout college and the beginnings of their careers.

Later, as she made the walk to Jennifer's, Julie still wasn't actually sure what they were *doing* tonight. She'd expected Jennifer to talk about dinner, or a movie, or something along those lines. Instead, the woman had merely said "OK, see you at my place at 7!" and left to go to her next meeting after Julie accepted her invitation. She hadn't responded to any of her texts, either. Weird. Arriving at the front door, Julie rang the 2A buzzer for the unit Jennifer shared with her boyfriend. With a click, the downstairs door opened, and Jennifer's face appeared beaming as she descended the stairs to meet her. The blonde was dressed in comfy "I'm so glad you could make it! Let's head upstairs, I've got something to show you!" Julie followed her into the apartment. "So what are we doing tonight Jennifer, you weren't answering your phone earlier..." Julie trailed off as she began to feel light headed. "Oh Julie, are you feeling ok? Here, sit down on the couch!" As she collapsed onto the blue couch, Julie's last thought was to wonder why Jennifer was grinning so broadly, as she passed out with a tingling sensation all over her body..

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And now, awake again, Julie tried to piece together where she was. The thundering noise happened again, and Julie covered her ears as she turned and tried to figure out where it was coming from. Then, suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation that she vaguely recognized, and with a brief flash every thing around her changed. The ground around her was still pink, but the ground now gave a bit beneath her. Below her purple painted toes (she only now realized she was naked) it almost looked like skin. But it couldn’t be. It was then that Julie heard the noise again, except this time, it was definitely a giggle. A feminine giggle, though still one of the loudest noises Julie had ever heard. Then, as she extended her gaze to the pink horizon, she froze in terror. Above the horizon rose an eye, a massive, blue eye stretching across the sky. An eye wearing the same makeup as a friend she’d just seen moment’s ago. Jennifer’s eye.

“Dammit, still not right!” the voice sounded. Julie felt the tingling again, and her view blanked again. When it returned, everything had once again changed, and the titanic eye was a bit less titanic, though still twice her height. Turning around, Julie realized the pink surface she was standing on was the palm of an enormous hand, and she could now recognize the fingers cupped together and rising up behind her in a pink wall. Panicking, Julie turned back to the enormous eye, and almost fell as the hand moved and the titanic grinning face of Jennifer came into view, looking down at her. “Sorry about that Julie, I still don’t have the hang of this app.” Julie screamed as Jennifer’s other hand suspended her skyscraper sized iPhone X over her head. Through the cracked screen, Julie could make out an app logo containing the words “iShrink”. Horrified, Julie’s stomach dropped through the floor. Jennifer had shrunk her!? There were apps that shrink people!? How would she live at this size?? She began shouting up at Jennifer with everything she was worth to help her, to restore her size.

“Help me Jennifer, I don’t want to be tiny, please!” Jennifer could just barely make out the tiny squeals Julie made as she jumped up and down in her palm. Her red hair really does complement my pink nail polish she thought to herself, and could sense herself spacing out and thinking about getting a manicure, when she snapped herself back into focus. This is not the time to be a ditz, she thought to herself, as her attention shifted back to the ant sized woman jumping up and down in her palm. “Julie, don’t worry!” she said down to her speck sized friend, who covered her ears. “Oops! Sorry! I’ll lower my voice a little bit more” she continued in a more hushed tone. “The app says you’ll get used to the sound in a few moments. Should be loud, but shouldn’t hurt, at least that’s what it said”. Dismayed that Julie was still cowering in her palm, Jennifer lowered her voice even more. “I used the app because I want to spend time with you, not hurt you. I told our boss you decided to end on Wednesday instead of Friday, so we could hang out together and you wouldn’t have to work! Sounds fun, right?” The tiny woman in her palm just kept quivering.

Indeed, Julie was distraught. What the hell was Jennifer talking about? She knew the short woman (well, Julie figured she’d probably come less than halfway up her toes now, but still) had a tendency to be a bit clingy with friends, but shrinking her? And how the hell did you shrink people? Where’d she get that app? She heard (and felt) Jennifer’s voice boom down again: “Hold on! I’ve got a great idea!” Julie screamed as the fingers cupped around her and the booms of Jennifer’s titanic feet against the floor shaking her as she walked. When the walking stopped, and the fingers opened again, Julie looked up to see Jennifer’s body rising above her. She seemed to be sitting, and in the distance Julie could see her right foot resting on her left thigh, cross legged. The ground beneath her began to slant, and Julie began to scream as she tumbled down the whorled skin, falling through the air to land with a small splat on another soft pink surface. The air around her was humid, warm, and a bit… odorous?

Jennifer giggled as she tilted the tiny redhead onto the sole of her right foot! Meditation! It was perfect. “Ok Julie, I think this will help you calm down a bit. Let’s sit quietly for 20 minutes or so and try and chill.” Jennifer sighed as the tiny redhead continued to jump up and down on her upturned sole. She scrunched her toes, the tiny woman falling to the ground as Jennifer’s skin wrinkled and flexed beneath her. “I don’t want to have to be the bad guy, but that’s strike one.” Not one to be easily defeated, tiny Julie rose to her feet and resumed her squeaky tirade. Rolling her eyes, Jennifer brought her index finger down onto the speck and pressed her lightly into her soft sole, face first, just below the ball. Julie was so small she disappeared under her pink painted fingertip, and Jennifer giggled. “That’s strike two! Chill OUT! You are NOT going to like strike three.” After a few seconds, Jennifer removed her finger and when Julie stuck to it shook it lightly so the woman fell back to her sole with a splat. She watched as the little woman coughed lightly and began rising to her feet again, waiting to see if she’d been able to knock some sense into her. 

“No Jennifer! Restore me now! I don’t need any of your yoga bullshi-“ Julie’s rant was cut off as the ground undulated under her, and she screamed as she was thrown to the ground. Her foot! She was on Jennifer’s foot! As Julie tumbled across the wrinkles of the sole as it flexed underneath her, she was coated in Jennifer’s sweat, soles fresh from the blue flip flops she had been wearing. Julie finally came to a stop, now not only scared but furious, and began again: “Your foot? Why did you put me on your gross foot? You better res-“ Julie was cut off again as Jennifer’s hand descended over her and her index finger, wider than a garage, knocked into her back. She screamed as the finger covered her back and she was surrounded on all sides by whorled flesh. Unable to breath, Julie heard the sound of Jennifer’s massive blood vessels beneath her, as the finger twisted her a bit into the sweaty flesh with massive pressure. Muffled, she heard Jennifer’s voice say “That’s strike two!” but struggled to hear the rest, as her titanic “friend” let out a massive giggle, and removed her finger, shaking her back onto the palm with a smack.

Julie got back to her feet, and gazed up at her titanic friend turned tormentor. “Jennifer, please! Jennifer!” Julie cried, tears streaming down her face. The titanic, slightly freckled nose scrunched in annoyance, as Jennifer narrowed her gaze down upon her. “Well, that’s strike three! You see, this is the first time I’ve used this app, and I didn’t get your size right the first time. I accidentally hit the “Punishment” button. Well, looks like it’s time for us to hit that button again! Don’t worry, if I can find you, I’ll restore you after ten minutes, ok?” Cold dread filled Julie as Jennifer started fiddling with her phone again. A tingling sensation, a massive flash, and all of a sudden she found herself returned to the landscape similar to the one she’d started on. Except this time it wasn’t a hand, and she knew what to look for. In the distance, what looked like mountains, had to be the bottoms of Jennifer’s giant toes as the curled up into the dark green background of her legging colored thigh. In front of her were a line of ridge like hills, maybe a hundred feet or so high, that she knew had to be the wrinkles in Jennifer’s upturned sole. The air was humid, and muggy, and thick with the smell of feet. Julie couldn’t even see Jennifer’s face, though it was probably part of the blurry shape far, far, above her. She was so terrified, she couldn’t even scream. What had she meant “if I can find you”!?

After Julie disappeared with a flash, Jennifer noted the region of the foot she’d disappeared on in the app, and then examined her foot. No trace! She felt a hot rush flow up through her body as an odd excitement filled her. Her friend was microscopic, wandering the plains of her foot, larger than a city. She remembered the directions on the app, and did her best not to make any major movements with her foot. Julie was small enough now to get crushed between a wrinkle! “Ok Julie, settle in, and I’ll check in in 20 minutes!” Jennifer closed her eyes, while down below Julie made her way down the first wrinkle, mind numb and unable to consider doing anything else. Please let these 20 minutes go by quickly. Please.

One month later.

Jennifer panted madly as she sprinted for everything she was worth. An accomplished marathon runner, she really wished that she was wearing her favorite pair of shoes (with one of her favorite little passengers!) instead of running barefoot across the hardwood floor. It would have been even better if she’d been larger than half an inch tall and could avoid tripping on the end grain! But then again, being a half an inch tall is why she was running away from the rapidly descending sole behind her, meaty toes rustling audibly as the wiggled against one another. She turned to the brunette stranger next to her, also sprinting, and shouted “hold on!”. Confused, the woman, who she knew only as Claire opened her mouth to shout back when Jennifer suddenly tripped her. Crying out as she fell to the ground, Jennifer continued sprinting. “Help me, help me!” she could hear the woman plead behind her, and after a moment she finally turned around. Just in time to see her boyfriend’s titanic toe come down on top of the tiny woman, pushing her into the floor, flesh spreading as it smothered her. Jennifer shivered with arousal, and thought about just how much things had changed from that short month ago.

3 weeks ago

Two days with a tiny Julie had turned into 3, then 4, then a week. She just couldn’t get over her fascination with her tiny former friend (she couldn’t really think of her as a friend anymore, more like a pet), and it was increasingly hard to deny the arousal she felt when playing with her. Having rigged up some rudimentary housing with an old shoebox, some tissues, and some water, she decided to let her boyfriend in on the secret. Young, blonde, and with a chiseled yet lightweight physique, Josh was only 20 and still attending a local college, studying business. Still, he was honest and mature, and someone Jennifer felt she could entirely trust. When she showed him the app, he’d been skeptical, but when she showed him tiny Julie, his eyes lit up. She’d found an app that could shrink people!? Well, the truth was that her rich father had bought it for her on an illegal website, but she did have it, yes. One frequented only by the ultra wealthy and the ultra famous. The couple looked at each other in excitement, and down at the app blinking on the phone, minds filled with possibility.

The first one they got rid of was Julie’s boyfriend, ambushing him on his way home. Distraught at his missing girlfriend, his last sight was the bottom of Jennifer’s massive flip flop as it turned him into a smear beneath it. Jennifer gazed down at her blue painted toes as they whitened a bit as she pressed her sole into the ground. There’s a person under there. Well, WAS a person, she thought as she twisted her sole a little bit. Shaking her out of her reverie, she felt a tap on the shoulder, and turned around and looked at Josh, grinning at her. In his hand he held a city bus, just a few inches wide. “Guess who’s on board?” he said to Jennifer with a grin. “Madeline and Scott”. Their most recent exes.

The riders of the bus screamed as the titanic man and woman smiled down at them, before they were thrust into jostling darkness. An eternity later, they found themselves in the light. Everyone on the bus fell silent as they saw two titanic set of toes, one slightly smaller with blue painted toes, both rising and thumping back to the ground with a small tremor. “Get off the bus!” boomed down a voice. “Madeline, you and Greg over here!” boomed down another, deeper voice. A voice Madeline had heard before, but couldn’t quite place. Glasses askew, the mousy brunette clung to her boyfriend as he walked over towards the larger set of toes. “OK, Scott and whatever your bitch girlfriend’s name is, over here”! Madeline saw another man and woman head over towards the smaller, painted toes. “Everyone else, back on the bus” Madeline watched as the other tiny couple were enveloped by a massive finger and thumb, and the giant woman raised them into the air.

“Hey Scott” giggled Jennifer. “Remember me?” Jennifer watched her tiny ex’s current girlfriend cry into his shoulder, his legs half crushed, as they both rested on her fingertip. “Don’t worry, this won’t take long”. With that, she popped her finger into her mouth, and slurped them off. “God I’ve been thinking about doing that for a week now!” she almost moaned, as her tiny ex and his fuck buddy hopefully began burning alive inside her. She turned to Josh, who was still looking down at HIS tiny ex at his feet. “Well, how you going to do it? I think you should torture the little bitch” said Jennifer with an naughty grin. He bent down to look at the little specks, and a similar grin began to grace his fair features as he raised his foot onto it’s heel, and brought the ball of his foot over the tiny couple.

Madeline screamed as a titanic face bent down. A face she recognized. Her ex’s face. Any hope she had of survival faded and was replaced by unfathomable dread. Josh’s reddened sole loomed over her and Greg, toes scrunching, when his voice boomed down: “Ok, Madeline, hold tight one second. Greg, you too.” Greg disappeared with a flash. “Ok, turn right, and look down you little bitch” the masculine voice boomed out again. Tearing her gaze from the looming sole, Madeline gazed down at the floor, and noticed a tiny speck by her black painted toes. Straightening her glasses, she focused in and realized the speck was her tiny boyfriend, Greg. The sole moved as Josh bent down yet again, a smug look on his face. “Find him yet? Well, it doesn’t matter. You have 10 seconds to crush him, or well…” and with that, he rose, titanic sole once again filling the air. Madeline knelt down to look at her tiny boyfriend, and then up again at the sole of her ex, and tears began streaming down her face. “I’m sorry Greg, I love you! I love you!” she began sobbing as she stood, and began lifting her foot into the air, toes trembling.

Down below, Greg found himself staring up at the titanic pale visage of Madeline. Unable to understand the booming thunder that must be the voice of an even larger Josh, he stopped wondering and turned to run as his girlfriend’s titanic wrinkled sole became his sky, but realized immediately it was fruitless. As he gazed up in horror at the wrinkled pink sky, the pink background behind Madeline became recognizable as an ever larger version, and he realized just how small he’d become. As Josh’s colossal sole was eclipsed by Madeline’s as it covered Greg’s body, he shouted up a final “I love you!”. All he could feel was heat, and sweat, and pain, and then nothing.

“Did you do it?” Josh thundered down at Madeline, who’d just murdered her boyfriend. The sky was once again placed with the man’s giant face. “Oh man, you did, didn’t you! Well, don’t cry, you’ll be joining him soon”. Madeline looked up, confused, as the sky became the sole again, and began to ascend. “Josh, wait! No! I crushed him! I crushed him!” she shouted, turning over her sole to look at her boyfriend’s crushed body. She screamed and shut her eyes as her ex’s titanic foot slammed to the ground, but miraculously she wasn’t crushed. Opening her eyes, she found herself surrounded on all sides by warm, pink walls. “How do you like being a bug between my toes, Maddie?” Josh boomed, while at the same time scrunching his meaty toes. “I hope you like it, because it’s the last thing you’re ever going to experience. Crying, wincing from a broken rib, and struggling to breathe in the hot, foot filled air, Madeline once again felt pressure on all sides as the toe flesh squeezed her. Soft at first, the pressure kept increasing, and Madeline screamed as she felt things start to rupture inside her with flashes of pain. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, the pressure increased again, and she vomited blood all over herself and the toes surrounding her, before she heard a crack and darkness took her.

Josh listened as the tiny squeals of his ex got louder, and louder, in pitch as he scrunched his toes together. Bet Madeline regrets cheating on me now, he thought, as he noticed Jennifer touching herself through her Soffe shorts as he crushed his ex. He thought back to Jennifer swallowing her little cheating ex and shivered with arousal, subconsciously scrunching his toes even harder, until he noticed little pop. “Holy shit, that was hot” Jennifer panted, as he smeared the tiny bloody mess that had been his ex girlfriend between his toes. “Let’s fuck”. Jennifer snatched the tiny bus and passengers from the ground, and led her boyfriend into their bedroom.

Present Day

Yeah, it’d had been a hell of a month, Jennifer reflected fondly. In addition to the iShrink app, she’d made progress on two yoga poses, and with Julie’s departure had ended up getting promoted. “Babe, you paying attention” boomed down Josh, still smothering the little stranger under his toe. Snapped again out of her daydreaming, Jennifer’s attention returned to her husband’s toe, and the tiny woman underneath it. “Ok Josh, raise it a bit” she whispered into the small earpiece she wore. The monolith of sweaty flesh lifted off tiny Claire slightly, and she gasped for air. Still partially pinned, she reached out a tiny hand to Jennifer. “Please, help me, I have a family” she shouted hoarsely, exhausted. “Shhh shhh it’ll be ok!” said Jennifer, walking over and putting a petite pedicured foot over the woman’s mouth. “See, my enormous sexy boyfriend has you trapped under his enormous sexy toes. And he’s going to crush you now.” with a smile, Jennifer withdrew her foot and watched the despair fill the eyes of the tiny woman as she recognized the betrayal. “That’s right, we’re doing this on purpose! I’m just tiny down here because I like to watch. Go ahead, honey!” The tiny brunette, who used to be named Claire, started shrieking as the toe flesh smothered her again. Jennifer shivered as she listed to the crescendo, then crunching noises. She shivered as her godly boyfriend lifter her toe over her head, and boomed down to her “enjoy yourself? Better come for me if you don’t want to end up like her”. The toe wiggled above her, drops of blood and meat that had been Claire falling to the ground wetly, as Jennifer fell to the ground and started touching herself. She came hard.