It was late in the afternoon and Roy was on his way to meet up with one of his closest friends, Margot. The two had known each other for years now and had grown to have this playful rivalry with one another. It often took form in the two competing over literally anything, from cooking to gaming to sports, with various rewards and punishments for the victor and loser. Today so happened to be one of Margot’s days off from her work as a barista and she was understandably wanting a break. She normally would start a day off with a trip to the gym, but the day prior had been particularly brutal and she had no intention of leaving the house. As Roy knocked on her front door, he was surprised at how quickly it opened. Margot stood before him with an all too wide grin on her face. Evidentially, she had some nefarious scheme brewing in that head of hers, and he immediately grew interested to find out what she had in store. “What ya staring at? It’s hot out there! Get the fuck inside already!” Roy quickly rushed inside so she could close the door, briefly blushing at her implication. He certainly hadn’t tried to gawk at her, and though he knew her to be joking, he knew she wasn’t shy of trying to tease him either. 

Despite just being friends, he could not deny that Margot had been gifted with a really attractive figure. She already stood nearly half a foot taller than him at a whopping 6’2”, which of course led to the constant barrage of mockery for his comparatively shorter stature. She carried with her a hefty bust that could easily suffocate him, and an even greater ass; that when coupled with her hips, could swing like a wrecking ball. These weren’t just random ideas either. She often used her body as a means of punishment whenever he lost one of their countless competitions and more often than not, he couldn’t even stop it if he wanted to. Her constant movement at work and occasional trips to the gym left her with more strength than she could recognize. Of course when she did recall her strength, she made sure he was well aware of it. From hip checking him into a wall or lifting him off the ground like a child, she wanted to cement the fact that when it came to physical strength, it was an endeavor in which he could not compete. Free Regardless, Roy followed the woman inside. As she led him to the living room, he couldn’t help but notice her attire. It looked like she had just gotten up as she was still wearing an all too small pair of black pajama shorts which looked ready to tear at any given moment and a very loose t-shirt that exposed one of her shoulders as she walked. To think she even had clothes that could be considered loose was a bit mind boggling to him. Her hair was a bit of a mess as well and despite being real short, the black locks were enough to nearly cover her eyes. 

“So, you know about that new app from SpecoTech?” Thank heavens she spoke because Roy was getting a bit too comfy with checking her out.

“The shrink thing?”

“Yep!”

“I thought that was like hundreds of dollars.”

“You bet it was!”

“You got it? Why would you spend that much on an app?

“Well I figured that we could use a bit more variety in stakes and you didn’t pay for it, so I don’t see any reason to complain. With this, there’s now a chance for any loser to get shrunk down to whatever size we feel like and because I paid for premium, we don’t have to worry about anyone getting too badly hurt! So, you in?”

“You think that’s safe?”

“What’s wrong Roy? You scared of being tiny?”

“Of course not cause whatever it is you’re having us do, I’m wrecking. You’re the one who’s going to be stuck as a bug, so I just want to make sure you know what you’re in for; and for a punishment that intense, I suspect that you have some complicated competition in mind?”

“No, I want to keep it simple. I don’t want to be too exhausted when it comes time to play with my new toy. I’m thinking we just sit back and get into three rounds of classic Halo slayer. You win and I get to be your little toy that you can do whatever with for the day. If I win… Well, you’ll be my little bug boy for the day. How’s that sound?”

“Do you want to get shrunk? I don’t know if you’ve forgotten, but I’m pretty damn good at the game.”

“Maybe when you’re on a team you’re great, but fighting solo, I’ve yet to see you impress me.”

“Fuckin watch me then!”

“I’ll take that as a deal. Let’s get to it then.”

With little else to discuss, two plopped down on Margot’s couch and with a controller in each of their hands, they went at each other. The first round immediately went into Roy’s favor as he managed to repeatedly get access to all the power weapons. From Rockets to lasers, Margot hardly had a chance as she was blown apart or blasted away. Even so, she sat with a smug grin as if unfazed. Roy of course took this as an effort to save face, chuckling as the first game ended. His cocky attitude would shift to concern as things went rather poorly in round 2. Five seconds into her spawn and Margot had found a sniper. Her accuracy was ridiculous and no matter how many angles Roy came from, she was ready to pop him in the head. By the time he managed to finally kill her, she was far too ahead in points for it to matter. Then came round 3. Roy tried to hide his worry as the two clashed guns. This was the closest fight yet and beads of sweat started to drip down the both of them as they fidgeted with their controllers. The unfortunate difference was that Margot managed to keep her cool long enough for Roy to start slipping up. With just a handful of points to make the difference, Margot leapt onto the couch with her arms outstretched in a pose of victory.

“YEAAAAHAAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!”

“Get fucked and get shrunk bitch!” Margot didn’t even give Roy a chance to allow for the loss to sink and grabbed hold of his wrist. She effortlessly dragged him into the kitchen and stood him up against a wall before snagging her phone and aiming the camera at him. “I would’ve done this back at the couch, but I need a clear view of your whole body for this to work. Anything you wanna say while you’re still normal?”

“I, uh-”

“As if I care about the words of a bug! Hope you’re ready to be put to work, slave!” Activating the app; a bright flash came out of her phone and Roy became encased in a bright light. He and Margot both watched as he quickly diminished in size. It looked as though the already massive woman was expanding in height before Roy’s very eyes, leaving him speechless as he lowered past her waist and knees until finally stopping at about eye level with her feet. It was difficult to fathom how this was even real. Every aspect of the kitchen was gigantic, from the fridge to the cupboards to Margot who was basically a kaiju. Her toes alone each rivaled or surpassed him by mass now, but what he had to worry about more was what those nubs were connected to. Looking up, Roy was met with the mischievous smirk of Margot bending down to get a better look at him. He couldn’t even bring himself to speak as she reached down and plucked him off the floor before standing him onto her palm. She held him up to her face so she could check his tiny form out. At this distance, Roy was given a spectacular view of the giant’s bronze eyes which sparked with newfound detail he had never seen before. He could and likely would get lost in those massive orbs if Margot didn’t break the silence.

“Aw, you look so cute and crushable. You’re lucky this thing is supposed to make you real strong for your size. Just imagine how easy it would be for me to oh I don’t know…” Without warning, Margot allowed Roy to drop from her hands. He hadn’t even fully processed the fact that he was so small, but now he was flailing and screaming as he fell. Though it was faint, Margot could hear his panicked wails and simply giggled as she waited for him to fall just low enough to where he was in the line of fire. She wound her hips to the side and swung them at Roy mid fall. Her hip check hit him so hard that he flew into and then bounced off a wall. He was so disoriented by the time he landed onto the actual floor that he could hardly even get onto his hands and knees. “Oh no, where’d he go? I hope I don’t accidentally-” Margot raised her foot over Roy, gracing him with the sight of her bare, colossal sole. By how it looked, she hadn’t been all too concerned with cleaning her floors and it glistened with layers of who knows how much sweat from who knows how long. Without warning, her foot suddenly slammed down, giving him less than a second to take it in until Stomp. Margot’s foot pressed hard into the floor, completing smothering Roy between it and her dirty sole. She could just barely feel the tingling that came with his screams and squirms as he fought for his life thinking he was about to die. Small as he was though, he didn’t even break a bone. That wasn’t to say that it was pleasant as having what was essentially thousands of tons of smelly foot pressed into him was both painful and gross. Evidently not caring about how enjoyable it was, Margot kept her foot firmly pressed down for another minute before she let out an exaggerated gasp and lifted her foot up to see Roy’s body plastered to her skin. “Step on him~”

Margot pinched the little man’s body between index and thumb before peeling him off and placing him back onto her palm. She chuckled for a good few minutes as she walked off to the living room and tossed Roy onto the center cushion of the couch. “Good to know the app wasn’t lying about your durability, bug boy. Time to hold up your end of the deal. I don’t know about you, but I’m kind of interested in showing off my skills in some multiplayer. Since you’re obviously not going to be playing, you’re going to keep me company and be my servant for the rest of the night. I haven’t thought of what I want you to do yet, but I’m definitely not going to make it easy on you. That doesn’t bother you, right?”

As much as he secretly felt concern over how minuscule he now was, Roy’s ego could not be wavered so easily. “Tsk tsk ya bitch, even if I’m stuck like this, you’re not going to see me complaining. I know I lost and I’m more than ready to accept and enact my punishment. If anything, you’ll just wind up bored because this’ll be easy!”

“Huh, that’s pretty brave and noble if you. Or at least that’s what I’d think if you actually had a choice in the matter. Don’t know if you realize, but you’re a bit now, so you don’t have to act tough… unless. Is it possible that you’re enjoying the concept of being under me~?” Turning over, Margot bent her knees and stuck out her ass. Her pajama shorts that already struggled to contain her large rear started to wedge up her crack. As much as it hadn’t been his focus, Roy could not find the words to argue. The sheer mass of Margot’s ass was unfathomable. With the backrest of the couch making up the world behind him, her ample cheeks practically made up the world before him. As if to emphasize this, she began to sway her ass from side to side which only further hypnotized him. He was only looking at it and yet he could see just how heavy her butt was as it swung in a jiggled motion with her hips. It was a sight worth admiring, but knowing that her rear could effortlessly swallow him just like it did her shorts left him on edge as to just how dangerous Margot had become.

Curious to see how her little friend was enjoying the show, Margot turned her head to see him just staring without a word. She had to bite her lip in order to keep from laughing, but despite how amusing his reaction was, she was ready to get him started on his new job. “Looks like we’ve found your first task as my little servant~” Her words were enough to get back his attention, but as she started to lean back, he finally found his voice to scream out against what he knew was unstoppable. Margot’s legs were no longer supporting her body and her ass was falling fast. The overall fall lasted no more than a second, but to Roy, everything was moving in slow motion. There was nothing he could do other than stand and watch as the meteor sized booty came plummeting down to end him. In one swift motion, her butt slammed into the couch, instantly sinking into the center cushion. Roy had been caught at the literal center of impact, finding himself lined up with the outside of Margot’s asscrack. While this helped to limit how much weight actually landed on him, it was still so much and the strain it put onto his body was enough for him to start screaming out. The pressure was so immense that he thought he was going to explode, but his cries would never be heard as his voice was easily muffled by her overwhelmingly thick ass cheeks. Roy’s regrets were immediate toward accepting this bet as he continued to endure her weight; even worse was that his breathing became more rapid as a result of his panic. As soon as he took his first inhale, his eyes started to water at the foul odor coming from Margot’s ass. This smell only furthered his attempts to squirm and scream as each breath filled him with the toxic aroma of his friend’s sweaty crack. As one would expect, his efforts did nothing to change his position, let alone his situation.

“For someone so small, I’m surprised that I can actually feel you. How’s it feel to have all this woman on ya~? With how much these shorts are riding though… well, I guess you’ll find out. Hope it doesn’t reek too much down there, but hopefully you have a nice view! Now try to make yourself a useful servant by being my comfy little cushion. I’ll check in on you after a few matches, ok?”

Naturally, she had no interest in a response, not that he was capable of giving one. Happy with his location beneath her crack, she shimmied her hips, further digging both her rear and Roy into the cushion before she leaned back and grabbed her controller. His screams went from just being muffled to being snuffed out as her little butt rub literally ringed his body free of any air that it had collected. He could no longer breathe and while his body had proven physically resistant, he wasn’t sure if it could handle being deprived of air. His heart raced with dread as the seconds went by without taking a breath. The only positive was that he was relieved of having to smell. Nearly ten minutes would pass without his need to take in any air, much to his surprise. Being so small evidently had some effect on his need for oxygen, though he could still feel a slight burning sensation within his lungs that weren’t so keen on the adjustment. He still had the instinctual urge to inhale, but thankfully the pressure that crushed his body compressed his face enough to prevent him from inadvertently huffing the stank that rested upon him. The most he could do was hope that she’d get tired of him being a cushion and ease up on him.

As if the heavens had heard his prayer for change, a thunderous roar came from above. Roy had never heard something like it before and for a moment, he questioned how it was possible given how bright and sunny it had been upon his arrival. His confusions would soon be answered as Margot lifted a leg and leaned to her side. Such relief washed over Roy as her weight left him. His eyes were partially blinded by the sudden light of the room, yet he could still make out the looming presence of her ass cheek that dimmed him in its shadow. His body, desperate for air, inhaled as deeply as it could. The air wasn’t the greatest, but it felt good to be able to breathe again. After a few breaths, Roy expected to have been taken out from under Margot or at the very least talked to; but all his friend did was reach back and grab a handful of her lifted ass cheek. He couldn’t quite understand what she was doing and was admittedly more concerned with the fact that he was able to move now, though when her hand started to pull and spread her cheek, he couldn’t help but groggily sit up and stare, perplexed by her action.

Roy sat up for less than a second before he was deafened by a blaring sound and slapped down onto his back up by a pungent current of wind that kept him pinned and unable to move. The air was so hot and powerful that it forced its way into Roy, causing him to gag and choke as the toxic wind entered his nose and tainted his tongue. His eyes watered both from the rotten taste and burning heat that stung his eyes. It was without doubt the most horrid experience he had ever had and it lasted a whole seven seconds before sputtering to a close. Those seven seconds had felt like an eternity and Roy was left lying and coughing with his eyes blinded by the stinging stench. If he wasn’t currently writhing as a result of it, he wouldn’t have believed it that Margot had just farted on him. Even after it had ended, the after effects were very apparent. His insides were coated in its filthy flavor and it felt as though her gas had stuck itself to his skin. No longer pinned by its force, he squirmed and spit and screamed Margot’s name so that she could get him out. Whether she couldn’t hear him or did and simply didn’t care, Roy’s face went pale as she settled back down into the seat, resealing Roy in the darkness and trapping both him and her recent release beneath her. Much to his mixed terror, he was no longer stuck under the pressure from before. Her cheeks had remained partially spread upon sitting back down which gave him a small pocket of space to breathe. Naturally, this proved to be a curse as well. With how dense the cushion of the couch was and how much denser her cheeks were, the majority of Margot’s gas was trapped along with her tiny friend who was forced to bathe in its stink for however long she wanted to sit there. It was an unbearable stench and despite not wanting to appear weak to a punishment, he pounded upon her ass in hope that she’d release him. His efforts however would prove meaningless as Margot was far too invested in getting kill streak after kill streak.

Two whole hours passed with Roy remaining as a cushion for Margot. To his joy, she hadn’t released any more gas bombs upon him, but the original lingered with him the entire time. The smell eventually dissipated, partly due to him breathing through most of it, though a part of him feared that he had simply gotten used to it. To add to his torment, this makeshift sauna, joined with how intense her gaming session, had resulted in her profuse sweating across her ass. Given how large hers was, a mass amount had been collecting within the swamp of her crack and thanks to gravity and her occasional shifts, it began to leak down to her shorts. It took very little for them to become soaked in her crack sweat and as such, the drenched fabric was pressed into Roy. It added to his regret and he wished to have just spent the day back home, but those thoughts would remain a fantasy as Margot’s butt sweat coated him. Even with his ability to move a little now, there was just so much of it that it enveloped the space around him and he was eventually forced into a position where he was fully submerged within the liquid. He tried his hardest to plug his nose and mouth, but that burning sensation from his lungs eventually proved too much. He knew that he could survive without breathing, but his body did not; so despite his wishes, he wound up inhaling and choking on a mass amount of ass sweat. His panic unfortunately only resulted in more of the salty ass juice entering his mouth and nose and with the now present threat of drowning, he was forced to swallow mouthful upon mouthful in order to endure. 

The minutes continued with him filling his stomach to its limit with Margot’s sweat and he was starting to get lightheaded. It was proving to be an inescapable sentence for him to wind up submerged within her unending booty sweat. Part of him jumped at the thought of being done with this and finally passing out, but he wouldn’t get off so easily. With a cheerful laugh from above, Roy watched as Margot’s ass fully lifted off of him. Given how long he had been beneath her already, this didn’t fill him with much hope as he anticipated it to be a very temporary adjustment from the woman. To his surprise, she took a step to the right and plopped her rear right next to him. Her face suddenly tilted and hovered over him with a very cheeky smile and now that Roy knew she was officially off, his body rose with sudden energy before falling as he spit out volumes of ingested butt sweat. He struggled to remain on his hands and knees as he felt like he was on the constant verge of throwing up and passing out. It was a bit embarrassing for her to watch, mostly due to the massive sweat stain she had left him with, but his pitiful struggles overshadowed that embarrassment and she soon found herself cackling. She pinched the little boy by the foot and plopped him onto her plush thighs where he could get a proper break with distance from the couch cushion. 

“So how’s my little slave doing? Regretting our bet?”

Margot tried to keep it together as she watched with an all too innocent giggle.He couldn’t even come up with a response as he was too busy squirming about on her thighs. He was coughing and gasping deeply for the much purer air for nearly two minutes before he regained some composure and a bit more of his original cockiness in a vain attempt to seem unbothered by his punishment. “I’m doing fine! Nothing to complain about here. This is child’s play…”

“That’s great to hear because I think I’ve been going too easy on you. All you’ve had to do is lie back while I work up a sweat killing all these scrubs.” Margot suddenly shifted her entire position to go from sitting to lying on her side along the length of the couch. Then with absolute precision, she shot a finger into Roy’s gut and sent him flying to the end of the couch. Soon after falling, he rose to meet the ripe sight and stench of both Margot’s soles resting an inch before him. They were caked in sweat and bits of grime that he had noticed earlier. Even compared to what he had just experienced under her ass, this was likely the least attractive aspect about Margot at the given moment. He tried to back up, only to instantly hit the couch’s armrest. There evidently wasn’t much room to get away unless he were to jump off the couch; but that would present a whole basket of new complications for him to deal with. “Guess you can tell I haven’t taken the time to shower today, but aye you’re here right? How about you go ahead and stick that little tongue of yours out and start licking them clean. I’ve got at least two more hours that I’m gonna be playing, so that’s how long you have to make sure there’s not a speck of filth on them, aside from yourself of course if you feel like giving my soles a little feel. You know what? Give me a massage while you’re at it too and feel free to shower my feet with kisses if you find yourself unable to resist. I know how much you’ve enjoyed ‘proving’ that you can handle what I’m dishing out to ya, but I think you just like it when I give you no other choice. Is there a word for someone with the opposite of a god complex? I guess that would pretty much be a worshiper. Whether I’m right or wrong on that is to be determined I guess, but for fun, how about you challenge yourself to not love this as much as I think you will~?”

As much as her words bothered him, Roy was reasonably more so concentrated on the feet in front of him. They were nasty enough to look at, but she expected him to actually willingly taste them? Even when she stepped on him earlier, he had taken precaution to minimize any foot funk from entering his body. He pondered if it was possible for him to get away with just using his hands, given how small he was, maybe she wouldn’t notice the difference. This idea went to shreds as she spread her feet apart and gave herself a clear view of Roy doing Jack shit. “I’m going to assume that you’re fine with this. If you’re not, that not only means that you’re a bitch, but I’d have to find a way to punish you; and trust me, at your size, that will be very easy.” To emphasize this threat, she clamped her feet together and using her toes, ensnared Roy within a tight, gag enduring grip. He lost all air and felt as though his body would split at any second. By now of course, he knew the world intended for him to remain intact. He merely remained a victim of her grubby digits for another minute which led him to get a good deal of toe sweat and gunk rubbed off onto him. Damn did he want a shower, but the only thing that would be getting a cleaning anytime soon was currently strangling him. Content that she had made her point, she released her grip, though Roy did not immediately detach from one of her toe crevices as his body somewhat adhered to its yucky surface. As hilarious as that may have been, Margot wanted to see her servant at work. She shook her foot and instantly dislodged him from her toes. She then turned her attention back to the screen and brought the controller back into her hands. “I’m glad you got the picture. Good luck~”

He closed his eyes and leaned into her left heel. As much as he wanted to drag it out, he knew he’d be closer to ending this whole torture if he just complied and dealt with Margot’s orders. As his tongue pressed into her skin, Roy immediately shivered in disgust. Her skin was moist with sweat and her unclean feet left him with a conflicting mix of salty, sour, and bitter. He could hear her giggling as he dragged his tongue along the length of her heel, hoping to blitz through the chore. He dragged his tongue along it several times before making the poor choice to pull his tongue back into his mouth. He nearly lost his balance with how unbearably gross it tasted and now he had to live with the fact that he’d willingly just licked his friend’s foot. Terrible as it was, he knew it was barely scratching the surface of how much he had to do. It took a whole ten minutes to cleanse both of Margot’s heels. He had made more progress than expected, though that wasn’t something he was interested in being prideful of. He was disgusted with how many funky flavors he had swallowed, but Margot seemed to be pleased with the fact that her heels were now glistening in his recent saliva bath. Upon finishing up with her heels, he tried to take a moment to catch some air that wasn’t flavored with foot, but Margot simply stretched out and sandwiched him between the couch’s armrest and her freshly cleaned heels. To his surprise, she hadn’t even done this intentionally. She was just that invested into her game that for a brief moment, she forgot about him. It wasn’t until she finished the match that she looked over to see where her bug was. In her attempt to look, she spread her feet which accidentally dug and twisted Roy into the armrest. Painful as it was, it helped get her to feel his little presence which led to more laughter.

Soon enough she scooted back just enough for Roy to have even less space than he had when he first started on her feet. There was certainly no escaping their smell now, so with a tainted breath, he climbed her heel and began to lick up the wrinkles of her foot’s arch. About halfway into one of the arches, Roy's tongue was starting to grow tired and dry after licking up so much salty sweat. In an effort to think of a way to make this easier, he had an epiphany. He hadn’t even started with the whole hand massage part of his orders, yet hadn’t heard anything regarding it from Margot. As much as he didn’t want to degrade himself further, his hands were possibly the key to getting through this much easier. Curious, he pressed his hands into her wrinkled arch. Keeping this pressure, he dragged his palms across the length of one of her wrinkles and successfully managed to scrape off a good bit of sweat and grime. It was a revolting feeling, but her sweat worked as an artificial cleaning agent and was enough to rid Margot of the majority that Roy would’ve had to lick. He repeated this hand motion across her wrinkled skin, all the while following up with a brief licking of his tongue. It was noticeably less rancid this way, though his excitement over effectively licking a foot could only get so high.

“Hehe, looks like I was right on the money with you loving this. I completely forgot about the massage! Along with your tongue, it feels amazing. Or maybe you’re just trying to get on my good side and hope that I stop tormenting you. I kind of like both options, though If you actually love this, I have absolutely no problem with extending this punishment. Hell, I’ll start making you suck my toes when you’re back to normal if you’d like~ I’m genuinely getting interested to see what I can do to break this enthusiasm.”

Roy of course wanted nothing more than to end this, but doing so meant getting this finished fast. His idea with the hands had proven fairly effective and aided him in clearing both arches and the balls of her feet with ease. He still had the taste of foot on his tongue, but there was significantly less to worry over. With a sigh, he looked up to see her toes as his final challenge for now. Her toes were no doubt going to be the worst part of this, but at the same time, they made up maybe a third of what he’d dealt with so far along her feet. It was kind of remarkable just how much easier it was to climb with his size. The textures of Margot’s soles proved easy to grip and despite the sweat or his own saliva, he had little issue with slippage. As soon as he was up with her toes, he reeled at the significant change in air. It wasn’t hot, yet her toes seemed to emanate a thick stench unlike what he had experienced thus far. It only got worse the more he looked as he spotted several globs of toe gunk that rested comfortably between each of her toes. It was repulsing, but he was content knowing he could just scoop that crud off with his hands. As he was about to do so though, her toes spread apart and he got a clear view of Margot staring down at him.

“Oh, look at you making progress. Such a good little servant. I feel like I should reward you in some way… Oh! You can go ahead and eat up all that toe jam. I know you were going to do it anyway, but now you know for certain that you’ve gotten your mistress’ approval.” Even from her position, Margot could see his look of defeat. She would’ve felt bad if this both wasn’t his punishment and if it didn’t feel so damn good. “Also, I don’t think I’d be this cruel, but in case you feel like disobeying me, remember that I could always force you to run that tongue up this crack whenever I wanted. If you think the toe jam is bad, just ask my shorts. They’ve practically turned into a thong and damn are they going to need a wash~”

As much as the idea of her toe jam wanted to make him vomit, the depths of Margot’s ass scared him far more. He held his breath and dug his face into a handful of the jam that rested between her two smallest toes. The mixture of dead skin, lint, sweat, and god knows what else sent him gagging immediately. He leaned against one of her toes and shook as his body tried its hardest to instinctively reject the putrid substance. Unluckily for him, this wasn’t something he could debate. Tilting his head back, tears ran down his face as he forcefully gulped down the toe sludge and immediately gasped for air. He had to stop himself from throwing up as he felt the gunk slide through his body. It was difficult to stop himself from dry heaving, but Margot was watching and had shown little mercy to him so far. If she thought this was entertaining, he had no doubt that she’d enact more torturous punishments for him. He couldn’t even do his normal hand method for clearing the base sweat with her eyes able to glance in his direction at any given moment. This was going to be the worst of it. Coming to terms with his fate, Roy bent down and slurped up more toe gunk until all was clear from between her little toes. It was horrible, but with enough tears, he managed to get between each of her left foot’s toes and clear them of the semi solid mush. He took a brief glance toward Margot to see her smiling back. She let out a yawn as she shifted herself into the couch and bashed away at the controller. She had been playing for hours now and from the looks of things, she was getting tired. This brought some form of hope and bliss for Roy as her being sleepy likely meant that she wouldn’t have the energy to keep up his punishment. If he could just get through her feet, it was entirely possible that he could be done with being small or at the very least have some time to sleep and wash out his mouth.

Running his taste buds across her toes, Roy managed to lap up all remaining sweat and grime within a relatively quick amount of time. It was about as terrible of a taste as the toe jam, but didn’t come with the gross texture. Still, he hated how much time he had spent doing this. It would take far too long for him to rid his memory of this taste and it would likely haunt him anytime he saw Margot. He had expected to get through her toes with relative ease, but the intensity of how bad it tasted as well as the toe gunk made it take a whole twenty minutes. It was dreadful, but he had finally finished up her right foot. His stomach ached with all the cursed things he had swallowed since being shrunk. He even started to sweat a bit himself from how exhausted he was overall, though it sickened him to think that he was essentially sweating out whatever moisture he had drank from Margot’s ass and feet. Her sweat had been his only source of liquid since arriving, so it wasn’t too far-fetched of an idea, but he definitely hated himself for thinking it. This day had taken more of a toll than he expected. Even so, he figured there was no use in stopping now. There was just one set of toes left. Given how durable he had proven to be and wanting to speed things up, he simply leaped from one foot to another. Her large toe worked as a perfect thing to clamp onto as he landed and got his footing. Staring at the new lump of toe slush, he wanted to cry. He knelt down and readied himself to eat it up, but everything around him suddenly started to shake. He looked over to see Margot’s eyes completely shut with her mouth wide open. A loud snore echoed through the room as she shifted around. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She had fallen asleep and was apparently not too comfortable with her current position. Her foot began to move once more and in an effort to not be kicked off the couch, he clung to a toe. This would prove to haunt him as she turned her entire body over and plopped onto her stomach. Her feet shifted from resting on their heels to her heels now sticking up with her toes scrunched closed and pressed into the armrest of the couch. Having been so close to her toes, Roy was caught within their grip and now pressed face first into the crevice between them. He screamed as his face was covered in her yet to be eaten toe jam. Every bit of his head was slowly submerging into the foul gunk and it made him go into overdrive to try and break free from the vice grip of Margot’s grubby toes, but he’d soon regret getting her attention. Too sleepy to bother with whatever irritated her, she simply squeezed her toes around the poor man. He wheezed as the air was forced out and his mouth was filled with rank toe funk. The raunchy toe sludge coated his tongue, teeth, and gums like a mouthwash. It was even starting to seep into his nose and he was forced to keep his eyes shut in order to keep them from burning. Despite his continued wishes not to, Roy gulped down the slimy mass. Even in her sleep, she would force him to continue his task. 

Things were looking bad as her toes continued to pinch around him. He was being squeezed so hard that he couldn’t even fully close his mouth, and with all the toe gunk filling up his nostrils, he wound up with a river of sweat from her other toes that carried with it even more toe jam and grime. He whimpered into the jam as more of it trickled into his mouth and down his throat. It was really starting to get to him just how disgusting this had been. He had basically eaten and drank up all the filth from both of Margot’s feet, and given how large of a woman she was already, it had been a lot. He quite frankly couldn’t understand how he had managed to do it given his size. Apparently being this small made processing things easier which only made him feel more ill at the thought that his body was being fueled by whatever funk he had taken off her dirty feet. As one could imagine, a diet of foot filth did little to grant him any physical or mental energy. He was humiliated to say the least, feeling embarrassed to even look at Margot again. He had tried to stay confident as he normally would under any form of punishment from her, but this was just so awful and there was no telling whether or not this was even the worst of it. It certainly was for now at least. Aside from the despair that left him unmotivated, he couldn’t even bring himself to try and squirm again as his body was firmly restrained and weak from all he had endured throughout the day. To think that he wasn’t even capable of handling a sleeping woman’s toes. Roy truly was an insignificant bug to her and it was starting to feel more and more like that as the seconds went by. Seeing how easy it was to make him powerless to even the smallest of her body parts, their relationship would likely be changed forever as a result of his shrinking. Sad as this was, Roy would continue to lie there, unable to move or rest. The most he could do was remain silent and contemplate his life choices while tasting her toes. Meanwhile, Margot would sleep in pure bliss and comfort, completely oblivious to the torment that she had accidentally subjected her new servant too. Maybe if he was lucky, she’d wake up with a sense of mercy…