"Come on, Chris, you can’t give up now!" The older guy shouted back at me, as I struggled to keep up in the hot sun. We were making our way across the school parking lot, searching for any scraps of food that might surround the dumpsters, as disgusting as that might be. We were only an inch tall, and the heat was intense. My small stature made it difficult to navigate through the vast concrete landscape, and the sun beating down on me only made it worse. I was exhausted and my legs felt like they were about to give out.

The man turned back and came over to me, grabbing me by the arm. "You can't give up now; we have to keep going." I looked up at him, feeling a mixture of gratitude and frustration. I was grateful for his encouragement but frustrated by the situation we were in. We were reduced to scrounging for food in the parking lot, like vermin.

As we continued toward the school’s dumpsters, we tried to distract ourselves from our impossible journey. He told me about his life before shrinking. His name was Matt, and he was an assistant manager at a local Applebees and had just come to the school to pick up his little brother. He earned a decent living but lamented that he could never seem to scare up a date. Girls just didn’t seem to be very interested in him, and after spending the last year just trying to get my crush to even notice me, I had to relate. He felt like he was missing out on the things that really mattered in life. Having dwindled to the size of an insect, it seemed there would be no changing that. 

He told me about the days and weeks that followed, as he struggled to survive. He scavenged for food, hiding from the feet of the staff and students that walked to and from school. Teachers had set down bowls of water and food, as well as makeshift, tupperware rescue shelters, but they had quickly begun getting sabotaged by some of the more sadistic young women. Matt had told me how he’d seen students - even teachers - toy with, kidnap, or even crush some of the people they’d found. 

I couldn't imagine my life being reduced to a mere plaything, a toy for some cruel teenage girl’s amusement. And how much worse and awkward it must be for those rescued by their teachers? I shuddered at the thought. Then again, I’m sure anyone discovered by someone as hot as Mrs. Baker was thanking their lucky stars.

While I had been constantly afraid since shrinking, never knowing when I might be stepped on or crushed, Matt was much more optimistic. He seemed to have developed a system to survive. Without him, I don’t think I would have made it even this long.

But then he found me, and for the first time, I had hope. "It's a tough world out here, Chris," he said. "But we have to stick together if we're going to make it."

The truth was, I wasn’t going to make it. The heat radiating from the concrete was just too much. My legs finally gave out, and my throat was so dry that I couldn’t even call out. I could hear him up ahead still trying to sound encouraging. Apparently, he hadn’t noticed that I had collapsed from exhaustion.

My head started spinning and I finally laid down to close my eyes. Hallucinations gripped me, as I could hear distant explosions, shaking the ground - and me. As consciousness faded away, the beating sun was blocked out; I was cast in shadow. I’d already forgotten what time it was, but if the shade held out, I might just survive.

“Chris!” I heard Matt call out to me. “Oh God, no!”

*BOOM*

A sickening, wet crunch and he was gone. I looked up to see a girl standing above me. 

“What the hell!" she shouted, looking down at her dirty, white sandals. "Ugh, why can’t you bugs ever watch where you’re going!?" She scolded Matt’s corpse, scraping her foot against the pavement, trying to dislodge the gore. She’d simply succeeded in spreading his guts around, smearing what was left of him along the pavement. With a haunting, annoyed expression on her face, she looked back and saw me. Then I saw recognition in her eyes, and her face softened. "Wait a minute. Is that... Chris?" she said, bending down to get a closer look. My eyes went wide as a literal mountain of teenage girl fell toward me.

"Oh my god, it is! Lauren is going to flip when she sees this." Before I could even react, she scooped me up and held me in front of her face. It was the first time I had ever been picked up by a giant, and in my dehydrated state, the air rushing past me cooled my scorched skin. It almost made the disorientation and nausea worth it. Her massive blue eyes, accentuated with chunks of caked eyeliner, studied my tiny, naked body. 

“You look like shit.” she chuckled. She held a silo of water above me, and I was quickly drenched by the deluge of lukewarm liquid. I coughed and sputtered. This simple act of mercy may have just saved my life. 

Her massive pink lips pursed and a hurricane of stale wind cast much of the water off of me in moments, some of it replaced with her viscous spittle. She pulled open her front pocket and unceremoniously dropped me into her shorts, "Let's go show Lauren."

I recognized the girl as Kayleigh, Lauren's best friend. I was filled with a mixture of fear and excitement. I had always had a crush on Lauren, but she was so far out of my league. But now, I was going to be face-to-face with her. And who knew what might happen? Would she be disgusted at the sight of me, or would she be intrigued? The unknown filled me with both dread and longing, but if Kayleigh’s enthusiasm was any indication, it sounded like she’d at least be amused.

As we made our way across the parking lot, I couldn't help but think about what might happen when we finally got to Lauren. Would she be able to see past my tiny size and see me as a person? Or would she simply treat me as a curiosity, something to be toyed with and cast aside? I wasn’t encouraged by the way Kayleigh reacted to accidentally crushing my friend, as though his death was little more than a mere nuisance. If I had been anyone else, what would she have done with me? And while Kayleigh was known to be a bit of a bitch, Lauren was a total ice queen. Something about that made her irresistible to me before I shrank. The uncertainty of my fate weighed heavy on my mind, but I also couldn't deny the thrill of being in such close proximity to - and at the mercy of - the girl of my dreams.

I knew that I had to be prepared for anything, and that meant steeling myself for the worst while hoping for the best. 

From my position, I started to notice a distinct odor. My eyes went wide when I realized what it was. I was so close to Kayleigh’s womanhood, I could make out her scent mixed in with sweat and stale urine. Even with everything that had just happened, my body reacted predictably. My heart was pounding, excitement overtaking my fear. I was about to face an entirely new chapter in my life, and there was no telling where it would lead… but I could hope.

From the confines of Kayleigh’s pocket, I heard dozens of all-powerful voices booming around me in every direction. It must have been lunchtime. Lauren would be seated at their usual spot under the big weeping willow, at the edge of the school grounds.

Eventually, the voices faded into the distance, and I knew we had to be close.

"Lauren, you won't believe what I have to show you!" she exclaimed.

Light entered from above, and massive rubbery tentacles reached for me, wrapping around my body. I was rocketed into the sky. When I finally got my bearings, I could see the ground below, the school in the incalculable distance, and Kayleigh’s giant ass. I breathed in the fresh air, trying to calm myself.

Lauren looked up from her sandwich, intrigued. "What is it?"

"I found Chris," Kayleigh said, practically bouncing with excitement. "You know, the little guy who's always following you around and doing your homework?"

I knew Lauren would be rolling her eyes. My crush on her was no secret, and she had always used it to her advantage. I would do anything for her, even buy her lunch when she let me. But she had never really taken me seriously and never seemed to consider me as anything more than a convenient errand boy. Still, just to be around her was enough to keep me going, and the way she’d so callously tease me would excite me to no end. Don’t judge.

"So? What's the big deal?" she asked, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"The big deal is that he's only an inch tall now!" Kayleigh said, practically squealing with excitement. My stomach lurched as she spun her arm around, opening her hand. I was greeted with Lauren’s billboard-sized face, staring almost through me.

Lauren's eyes widened with interest. She hadn’t yet managed to get a tiny of her own, and she was envious of Kayleigh, who had found one at the start of the epidemic. This was her chance to finally have one - me.

"Do you want to keep him?" Kayleigh asked. My heart fluttered at the possibility.

Lauren looked at me quizzically, seeming to consider my plight. It’s clear she wasn't sure she wanted to make that kind of commitment. It was one thing to use me for her own benefit, but it was another thing entirely to take responsibility for my well-being.

“Hmm…” The tension was unbearable as I waited on bated breath to hear what my fate would be. Her cavernous mouth opened wide, and I could see breadcrumbs and bits of food half my size strewn about her tongue and wedged between her teeth. She took a big bite of her sandwich - one that looked like it could have easily fed me for a week at least. 

White cream and orange sauce leaked out of the corner of her mouth and dripped from her fingers. Her massive, slimy tongue snaked out past her lips. Now covered in bits of bread and mush, it slid over the sauce, collecting most of it before retreating back to its home. Her sheer power was exhilarating. Then she spoke.

"al hink abow ip," she finally managed, a mischievous glint in her eye and a mouth full of chicken-salad sandwich. Her sauce-coated fingers reached for me, finally plucking me from Kayleigh’s palm. I dangled from her grasp, still level with her amazing mouth. I heard a loud, wet gulp and watched a bulge in her throat form and slide down her neck. "But first, let's have some fun with him."

I instinctively started to squirm in her grasp, but just as I started to slip, Lauren's fingers closed around me, trapping me in her grip. I was now completely covered in sauce. I could feel her fingers fumbling with me as she used her wrist to wipe the remaining sauce from the corner of her mouth. I couldn't believe I was so close to Lauren's lips, it was both a surreal dream come true and a daunting nightmare at the same time. The wisps of tiny white hairs on her face, wisps that I had never noticed before, were now hard to miss, and I was blasted a couple of times by onion-scented air vented by her nostrils.

Kayleigh giggled in excitement, “What do ‘ya wanna do with him first?” 

“Hm, you know…” Lauren’s heavily scented breath pushed past me while her lips curled into a wry grin, “I kind of want to feel what it’s like to squish a tiny …on purpose.”

An enormous cloud of mist shot out of Kayleigh all at once, spitting out her water in surprise at Lauren’s nonchalant suggestion. I felt a surge of fear and panic, and it felt like my stomach had just bottomed out. I closed my eyes tight, half expecting her fingers to extinguish me in their grasp right then and there. 

But Lauren quickly laughed it off, “Pfft” she scoffed. “I don’t know, what are little bugs even good for, anyway?”

Kayleigh chuckled at this and leaned back to allow access to her pockets. Out of the pocket opposite the one I had just been in, she pulled out …another shrunken boy, just like me! She reached forward and deposited her captive between her left foot’s big and second toe. He immediately started to …lick her toes?

His skin had patches of various shades of blue and purple, and I wondered if I’d soon have similar bruises. I shuddered at the thought, but it would still have to be preferable to being crushed to death. The image of Kay stepping on Matt flashed through my mind once again. 

I heard Lauren gag dramatically.

“What? You know how dry my feet can get in this heat.” Kayleigh explained. “Binky’s a God-send. He gets to still feel useful and pay me back for keeping him safe, and I get my own, personal, twenty-four-seven foot bath.” I felt like I could throw up. What a humiliating, awful existence. I couldn’t imagine what it must be like to get turned into what was basically Kayleigh’s foot slave. Even from my perch in Lauren’s hand, as her arm rested on her raised knee, I could see his spirit had been broken.

Lauren’s laughter was piercing. It vibrated through me. “Binky?” She finally said.

Kayleigh giggled at this, “Yeah,” she blushed “Brian just feels so… normal, you know? I think Binky’s much more fitting.” She looked down and addressed Brian in a cutesy voice reserved for small children and animals “Isn’t that right, my little Binky?” Brian looked up at her and nodded fervently, before turning to resume his duties. In her enthusiasm, Kayleigh inadvertently raised her toes in excitement, causing Brian to stumble backward in fear. He fell onto his backside just as Kayleigh's toes came to rest on him. He disappeared from view, but I could tell by the subtle shift in Kayleigh’s expression, that he had continued his duties from under her toes.    

“Ew, Kay! That’s so gross!” Lauren’s apparent disapproval sounded almost morbidly curious.

“Hey, don’t knock it ‘til you try it.” Kayleigh shot back before giggling again, “I don’t think you could even get little Chrissy to…” she trailed off before laughing again “I mean, I can smell your feet from here, girl.”

Lauren snorted derisively, “Hey, bug boy loves me off. He’d probably cream himself if I let him make out with my foot.” I felt a sense of overwhelming dread at what might happen next.

“You’re probably right. He’s such a dork.” God, Kayleigh really could be a bitch sometimes, but I knew I didn’t have anything to worry about. Lauren wasn’t the kind of girl that liked to be touched.

Then I heard a now familiar noise escape my giant captor. It seemed to rise up from deep within her, “...Hmm.” She bellowed. To my horror, I could see and hear her slipping off one of her flats. Even from here, I could see the air ripple from the heat of her newly released foot. It glistened as the sun peeked through the leaves of the willow, swaying in the slightest breeze. Her toes wiggled, apparently appreciating being out of their confines. 

All at once I flew through the air before being deposited in front of Lauren’s towering bare foot. Immediately, I could feel the air become dense, somehow. I reluctantly breathed in the fetid, humid air. 

Every few moments I could see a bead of sweat, as big as my head, form and trickle down, occasionally slowing to pass over one of the ridges of her red-tinted, wrinkled sole. I don’t know how, but the air actually felt damp. There was a musty quality to it as well, probably due to the several lines and patches of grime that adorned it. The distinct scent of salt and vinegar clung to every part of me.

“Well?” Kayleigh thundered down, impatiently. “It’s rude to leave a girl waiting.”

I felt dazed, stunned by what was happening. Were they serious? Did they actually expect me to walk up to Lauren’s bare sole and “make out” with it? Why were they humiliating me like this? I’ve never been anything but nice to them. This was going too far!

…But, what if Lauren saw my hesitation as an insult?

…Or, what if they were joking, and I actually did it? I couldn’t bear that humiliation at my normal size, but now? I’d die of embarrassment.

The damp, pinkish monolith before me was pulled hundreds of feet into the air by some invisible force. Just as suddenly, it came crashing down. I fell back, shell-shocked. The tremendous show of force could easily have pulverized me into an unrecognizable smear.

“Hey!” Lauren called down to me, I could see from her expression she was annoyed. I needed no further instruction.

In spite of myself, I ran as fast as I could to her upright foot. As soon as I reached her heel I started kissing, even using my tongue, hoping that my show of obedience would curry some favor. I shut my eyes tight and tried to focus on the fact that, in the end, I was finally getting to french-kiss Lauren. As I concentrated, the real world seemed to almost fade away. I wrapped my arms around her… I imagined her smiling down at me, enjoying the sight of my tiny form working so hard to please her.

“Ew! What the fuck?!” Lauren exclaimed, outraged. I froze.

“O. M. G. I can’t believe he just did that,” Kayleigh responded, obviously feigning outrage.

Nevertheless, my heart stopped. 

Lauren addressed me again, “Did you just get sauce on my foot?"

“Uh oh,” Kayleigh chided. “I guess you’re going to have to clean it off, little guy.” I stood, stunned. My mouth was hung, agape.

“Yeah, lick my foot or I’ll squash you.” Lauren chortled, but she actually sounded somewhat serious, and it felt like the situation had changed somehow. I felt like I could die right now from humiliation. I swallowed my sense of shame and licked at the mess of sauce I inadvertently transferred from my body to her foot. The Goddess Lauren shivered at the sensation of my tongue. I guess she’s a bit ticklish.

“You know…” Kay continued, “when I found them, they looked like they were trying to get to the dumpsters. I think he might be hungry.”

Lauren’s foot flinched, knocking me to my ass. “What do you mean, they?” She replied.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” She waved off Lauren’s question, shifting her foot to reveal the sole of her blood-stained sandal. Brian tried to cling to Kayleigh’s toe to stop himself from sliding further beneath her raised foot. “Some friend of Chrissy’s wasn’t watching where it was going.” She shrugged, “...Little bug won’t make that mistake again. So gross.”

I couldn’t believe how little Kayleigh seemed to care about gruesomely ending the life of the only friend I’d had since shrinking, but Lauren seemed to perk up at this, “So you stepped on it, just like that?! What was it like?” 

“Hey, it’s not like I did it on purpose - I was busy thinking about Derek’s party tomorrow night.”

Brian must have stopped servicing The Giant Bitch, because Kayleigh took notice, “Umm, Binky, I didn’t say you could take a break!” She called down, annoyed, shaking her foot. Brian finally slipped, sliding down the sole of her sandal and disappearing under her arch. Kayleigh sighed contentedly.

“Well, that’s too bad.” Lauren sounded disappointed, “And you, what do you think you’re doing? You’d better start doing what you’re told. You don’t want to end up like your friend. You don’t want this…” She scooched herself forward, bending her knees. The sole of her foot leaning toward me. I got the message, but it just kept lowering until it was on top of me! I cried out and tried to back away but I was quickly pinned. “...to be the last thing you see.” Her foot slid back, wiping itself on my tiny body as it passed over me before setting down, her toes now planted in front of me. I sputtered, trying to spit out the foul liquid that had just seeped into my mouth.

“Aw, I’m surprised he’s not more enthusiastic. Maybe he just needs something to eat, after all?”

“Oh, is that it, little bug? Are you hungry?” The Goddess Lauren asked me. She almost sounded concerned. Her expression softened. “Well, alright. If you clean out some of that dirt under my toenails, you can have something to eat.” She actually made it sound like she was being generous - like this disgusting task was a favor to me.

"Fine," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. My time with Matt had made me become used to doing what it took to survive. I stepped up to her foot, still trying to ignore the smell of her sweat and the heat of her skin. I looked up at her, and she nodded, giving me permission to start.

My head was level with her toenail, and the gunk under it was truly putrid. Lauren always took pleasure at my expense, but now my life was on the line, and that fact only seemed to amuse her even more. Even now, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. This was my chance to be close to Lauren, even if it meant serving her feet. Besides, it’s not like I had a choice.

I reached my arm between the underside of her nail and the flesh of her big toe and started scraping. It didn’t take long until I had cleared out the fetid gunk, balling it up into a wad and tossing it aside. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to wash the nauseating odor off my hands. I forced myself not to gag.

“What are you doing?” Kayleigh asked, feigning surprise. “I thought you said you were hungry?” I looked up at her, confused. She was clearly trying to stifle a laugh at my expense.

Thankfully, Lauren finally came to my defense, “Ew, no. Kay, that’s just too disgusting, even for you.” I was startled when Lauren’s feet instinctively withdrew from me. I felt completely exposed, a mere mortal awaiting the judgment of literal gods.

Kayleigh couldn’t contain herself any longer, “Ha! I knew your feet would be too much for him. How’s he going to be as a pet if he’s not willing to do whatever you tell him?”

Lauren sighed overdramatically, “Ugh, fine I guess. Eat my foot funk, little bug.”

“What!?” I shouted back. This was all The Giant Bitch’s fault! If she hadn’t suggested it, Lauren would have never even thought of making me do all this. Sure, she would have toyed with me - humiliated me even, but this was sick!

“Come on, lunchtime’s almost over. If you eat it all up, I might keep you after all.” I had always dreamed of Lauren, of being close to her, but not like this. I was horrified at the thought of having to perform such a task. I was a survivor, not some plaything for some bratty teenagers' amusement!  

Kayleigh struggled to stop laughing.“Don’t you want her to take you home and be her teensy weensy widdle pet?” Lauren’s toes reared up and down in excitement at this. “I don’t think she’s going to want one that doesn’t do as it’s told!” Lauren shook her head in agreement.

I started to quietly sob. Whatever game they were playing with me, they had won. I tried to hide my tears as I bent down to pick up the ball of gunk. I desperately wanted this to be over.

“Aw, he looks so sad,” Lauren said. She actually sounded sympathetic. They had to know this was going too far.

“Awww.” Kayleigh replied, “Eat your lunch and maybe your new owner will give you a big hug to cheer you up.”

The girls went silent, watching on bated breath as I closed my eyes and pushed the wad into my mouth. Every fiber of my being ordered me to spit out my rancid meal, but I pushed through it. I chewed it up, swallowed it, and immediately started retching. The smell and taste were worse than anything I could have imagined, and I desperately wanted to rid myself of its moldy flavor. I actually considered lapping up Lauren’s foot sweat for relief.

All at once, a booming crescendo surrounded me. I had to cup my hands over my ears to try to protect myself from their roaring laughter.

“Oh my Gawd!” The Giant Bitch was first to call out, “He actually did it!”

Lauren finished laughing, “That was fucking dis-gus-ting.”

My humiliation was complete. I fell to my knees and started bawling. How could they be so cruel? 

As I cried shamelessly, I couldn't help but remember the days before shrinking, when I was a normal-sized guy. I couldn’t believe I’d ever complained about my old life. I might not have been very popular, but I had a couple friends. I had my family. I never thought that one day I would be reduced to this. I’d never felt so pathetic. 

“D’aww, come here” Lauren’s foot shot out toward me. I didn’t have the time or the spirit to react as her toes splayed out and surrounded me. In an instant, I was lifted into the air. She rested her foot on her heel. 

“There, there, little guy. It’s okay.” She slowly shifted her foot from side to side, gently squeezing me in a mock embrace. I hated myself for it, but I actually felt comforted. It felt like several minutes I was held in silence between her toes. She would gently squeeze my body and release… squeeze and release… squeeze and release… I had stopped crying and finally felt somewhat at ease. It was the first time Lauren had ever shown me anything close to affection. I kept my eyes closed and breathed through my mouth, trying to focus on this one moment. At one point I distinctly heard a moan escape her lips. My body reacted predictably.

Kayleigh was first to break the silence, “See, you’re totally getting into it, girl.”

I looked up to see Lauren was actually blushing; she even giggled! Was she getting off on all this? The idea that I could ever sexually satisfy The Goddess Lauren would have been unthinkable when I was normal, and the possibility made the idea of being her bug-sized foot toy for the rest of my life seem almost worth it! Her toes squeezed me again, this time noticeably tighter and I perversely welcomed their embrace with a newfound appreciation for my titanic owner.

“Meh, I don’t know…” she said, longingly. “I kinda still want to experience what it’s like to feel him squish.” I went white.

“O. M. G. Really?! Even after he did everything you wanted?” Kayleigh looked scandalized but absolutely amused.

A guilty expression was strewn about Lauren’s face, as though she was asking her friend for permission, “I know…” she said, “ I must look like a massive bitch right now, but I just can’t resist.” The Goddess Lauren turned her magnificent gaze down to me.

“I’m sorry, Chris. I know this doesn’t seem fair and it kind of makes me a terrible person, but when am I ever going to get this chance again? And in the end, wouldn’t you rather die knowing you did something for me that I’ll never forget?” I immediately started to fight against her embrace, desperate to get free. I was fully convinced she was being serious.

“No! No, Lauren please!” Tears were already streaming down my face once again. Her toes responded to my struggles by squeezing me even tighter. “For God’s sake! Lauren, you know me! Please don’t do this! I’ll do anything! Please!”

“I’m sorry…” Lauren replied, solemnly.

I was stunned when I heard Kayleigh shout, “No! Wait!” Lauren stopped and looked, embarrassed by her friend’s intervention.

Kayleigh reached into her bag and… pulled out her phone!? She held it up, blocking her face from view, and pointed it down at me. “Okay, ready!” She announced. 

“NO! Oh my God, NO!!!!” I screamed out. Lauren’s toes gripped me even tighter; I clawed desperately at her toes for purchase, but she was now sweating profusely from anticipation.

“Please try to make a nice ‘pop’ for me, okay?” She said as if trying to actually sound encouraging.

My hands kept slipping until finally, I was able to push my body up. I braced myself for the inevitable fall down the top of her foot to the ground below… 

But it didn’t come. Sharp, indescribable, stabbing pain wracked through my body, and a stream of blood spewed from my mouth - decorating the top of her foot. Lauren, for her part, looked like she was having a sexual experience, as her mouth hung open - her expression one of pure pleasure and anticipation. I would have killed to have been responsible for so much pleasure. The irony wasn’t lost on me.

I tried to kick my legs for more leverage, but they weren’t responding. I looked down and couldn’t believe what I saw. The lower half of my body had been liquified. I stared in disbelief at the grizzly sight. I must have been going into shock. Her other foot appeared in front of me, its big toe came upon me, pressing down on my face and pushing me deeper between her toes. 

I heard a deep, satisfied gasp escape her lips as her toes finally came together. All at once my body exploded into a cascade of blood and gore.

***POV Lauren Montgomery***

Oh wow, I can’t believe I actually did it! One moment he was there, squirming between my toes and begging me for mercy, and the next… he was nothing more than the goo oozing between them. The fact that he had obeyed me to the end, tried so hard to please me, just to end up a squashed mess by the same feet he was toiling under was almost too much! 

A very satisfied gasp escaped my lips, as I wiggled my toes, enjoying the sensation of Chris’ remains running down my foot. I could just make out Chris’ head, which was actually still intact! It had rolled down the top of my foot and came to rest on my ankle. I raised my other heel over it, before bringing it down. I’d like to think he was still conscious when his head finally caved in. 

As I basked in the afterglow of one of the most intense sexual experiences of my young life, the bell rang, snapping me back to reality.

Kayleigh was staring at me, astonished. I immediately realized how wet I was. My shorts were soaked! There was no way I could go to class like this!

I wiped the sweat from my forehead before I slipped my drenched feet back into my flats.

“Damn, girl. Didn’t know you had it in you.” Kayleigh said as she reached under her foot, pulling her own little slave free and clutching him gingerly between her fingers. He looked like he was absolutely panicking. I can’t say I blamed him. Kayleigh didn’t seem to notice, or care. She simply leaned back and stuffed his trembling form into the familiar confines of her pocket before standing up. 

“Coming?” She smiled down at me. I wasn’t sure if her pun was on purpose or not, but it didn’t matter. I nodded, shakily rising to my feet.

“Actually, I think I’d better head home.” I was still quite flush, and I wanted nothing more than to rush back home and finish what I started while the memory was fresh in my mind.

“Alright, just give me a call later.” Kayleigh said, grinning knowingly. Instead of hugging goodbye like we usually did, we just waved. I started heading home, thankful it was a short walk through my small suburban neighborhood. I was reasonably hopeful I wouldn’t come across anyone; though I wouldn’t complain if I happened upon another tiny…

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