Laura, a 25 year old woman, a Micro with the size of 13cm, graduated from university with quite high grades, had big problems. First of all, she had no job, secondly a gambling addiction and the corresponding debts. She knew that a job would keep her from gambling and from increasing her debt, but at the same time kept her addiction from keeping any job. She was at a low point and had to get at least the money for her rent by the end of the next week. She was lucky that one of her friends told her about a good paying job, if she was willing to forget her pride for a week. At first Laura reluctantly agreed, she didn’t want to own someone else a favour, but her debt and approaching deadline for the rent gave her the needed push.
Laura was now standing in front of a rather shabby looking building. She took the door for the Micros and entered the establishment. Laura went up and noticed that the inside was way more elegant than the outside let one guess. She went upstairs until she reached a lift, which she took and chose the highest floor like her friend instructed her. At the top of the ride, which took her 5 minutes to reach, she climbed out and noticed that she was standing on a kind of desk, but there were pillars in different sizes erected. The were all quite tall, but the true reason Laura did not see their end was due to a screen blocking her view. She looked around and then saw her a rather tall woman, even for a normie. She must be at least 2m tall! She looked down at Laura, inspecting her.
“You are the new girl.”
It was not a question. The woman wandered around the desk and took place a big leather chair.
“Come closer!”
Laura wasn’t used to be ordered around, but her friend warned her. So she obeyed and wandered under the screens towards the woman that has still not presented herself.
“Good. Now remove your clothes. I need to see what kind of body you have.”
Laura gulped. She knew that some humiliating task may await her but not directly during the interview. Think of the money, she reminded herself. She removed all her clothes and out them in a proper way next to her.
“I see, Olivia hasn’t promised too much. Do you know what this job includes?”
Olivia was the friend that told Laura about this place, this seemed to be a good sign.
“Yes, it’s a strip club and... and you offer other services as well.”
“The strip club is only to attract the big fishes we want for our true business correct. Your job would be in the more physical area. I will explain it quite in simple terms for you, since I need you to completely understand that this is no job for some weak minded Micros. You will be a toy. When the customer wants you to rub their dick, you rub their dick. If they want you to fuck them, you fuck them. If the tell you to lick their feet, you will do so gladly. I don’t care what you like outside of the business, here you like what the customer tells you to like. Of course we have different packages for our customers, but the real money lies in the all-round package. For an hour they get to use you without mercy. And believe me, they will show no mercy after paying the prices here.”
Laura heard about these work conditions already, fortunately otherwise she would probably have run away by now.
“I am aware of this.”
“Good, that makes things easier. I will test you first and then determine your value.”
The woman put her shoes on the desk and Laura saw that they were gigantic, the heels have given that woman around 30cm in height, no wonder she looked so tall. Laura had not enough time to stare at those boots when the giantess removed them and put two dirty, sweaty and smelly soles in front of her. The heatwave alone nearly forced Laura on her knees. The smell burnt her nose hair and so she tried breathing through her mouth.
“Well girl, clean and massage my feet. They sore from working all day. Oh and you have to call me Mistress while you work here.”
Laura approached the flesh wall in front of her and put her hand on the wrinkled sole. The first thing she noticed was how sticky the meat was. It wasn’t Laura’s first time being so close to a giantess feet, but the first time she touched them on purpose. This was obvious to her Mistress as well.
“Not just your hands, use your whole body!” boomed her loud voice.
Laura closed her eyes and threw herself at the sole, trying to show full motivation. She regret it immediately. The stickiness was now all over her. She felt single diet particles sticking to her now, she her sensible tits being glued against a wrinkle and the stench was so strong she could taste the sole already. Nevertheless she kept going. 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, then finally:
“Not great, but good enough.”
Her mistress lifted her foot and cleansed it with her hand, showering Laura in even more dust and dead skin. She was sure she would never get rid of the smell anymore.
“Well now to the next part. Many customers will ‘reward’ you when you do a good job. Though their definition of a reward may vary. So let me demonstrate this. First take one of these. She put a Gumtasticas™ in front of Laura waited for her to consume it.
“Since you did such a ‘good’ job, I allow you to fuck me feet.”
Laura froze. She heard of man getting a footjob, but how should she fuck those massive feet.
“Ah a first time for you. Then met me help with that.”
She roughly grabbed and put Laura on top of her small toe and said:
“Now ride it and show that you love it.”
Laura looked down at the toe that was already big enough to rival most cocks Laura has seen so far. It didn’t help that she could see the dirt on it, there was even a black mass of toe jam between the toes. Think of the money, Laura reminded herself once more. She has cleaned and shaved herself, put up her best makeup just to be ruined by the feet of her potential future boss. She closed her eyes, then began to move her hips. She just imagined riding a hit stud from her university. It did work, she felt the wetness between her legs growing, even if the smell interrupted her fantasy. She just needed to go bit longer, ignore everything else for now... suddenly she felt giant fingers around her torso.
“I told you to fuck them, not grind yourself.”
Then without warning, her mistress pushed her violently down, forcing her small toe in Laura’s small pussy. This lead to Laura screaming from pain and surprise, her hips deforming in order to make space for the unannounced intruder and to, for Laura the worst part, her pussy burning from the feeling of being ripped apart and the visible bulge in her stomach. Her mistress gave her minute to adapt, a gentle look on her face.
“If you want to stop, now is the time.”
“No, I can keep going. This... your... it was just the surprise that... I won’t quit here.”
Laura had tears running down her cheeks, but it was true, she could keep going. She knew that this job would involve her getting fucked, but she needed the fucking money. Even if that meant smelling like feet, outside and inside. She grabbed the toe next to her and used it as support in order to pull herself up. The she let go, dropping herself again on the toe. It hit again her deepest parts, but this time she was prepared. Again, and again, until she actually enjoyed it. She didn’t know why, but Laura began to feel arousal rising in herself. Her short, brown hair was glued to her skin from sweat that was by far not only hers.
“You are better than I thought. Should we proceed to the next step?”
Without waiting for an answer, the mistress pulled Laura off her little toe, leaving her with a slight gaping pussy and a feeling of emptiness inside of her. Laura didn’t get much of a break as her mistress penetrated her now with her next toe. This time Laura had no choice in the speed of her ride. Her mistress moved her up and down in a mediocre speed. This toe was only slightly bigger, but Laura felt the difference. Again, arousal and pain mixed, but Laura tried not to come just now. She was sure that more would await her pussy so she needed all her stamina. This determination was shattered on the next toe her mistress put her on. Increased speed and size pushed her over her limit. Laura screamed out her orgasm, ashamed that a toe made her cum.
“Oh how cute. But we are not done yet.”
Laura knew it. The fourth toe fucked her and she tried her best not scream too much. The mistress smiled at her, time for the final hurdle. This time she used two fingers to spread Lauras gaping pussy and pulled it even more apart until the opening was big enough for her big toe. The insertion alone made Laura cum, but the mistress kept going. This time not just with a ride, but she also spinned Laura around her toe like a sharpener around a pencil. It was a very weird feeling for Laura. The sweaty flesh of the toe twisted her inner walls and when she was finally pulled off that fat toe, it felt like her vagina must fall out of her.
“Out of breath already? That’s not good, our hour is not over yet. It seems you get to know about the punishments as well.”
The mistress waited until Laura got a little break and seemed to be clear minded again.
“Usually I would just punish you, but I think this time I will leave you a choice.”
She pointed at her desk where multiple devices where standing.
“I can use electro shocks, a low voltage running through your vagina should teach you not to come so fast. Or I could use this little horse cock...” She pointed at a massive cock, nearly 1m long, and 30cm in diameter. “We could also go with a classic spanking” she pointed at a massive paddle that would definitely crash Laura. “I have a lot more options, but I don’t want to make it too difficult for you to decide.” Laura gulped, her thoughts ran wild. Then she pointed carefully at the paddle, the safest option in her mind. The horse cock would without doubt ruin her womanhood for good and the electro shocks just straight up scared her.
The mistress looked disappointed and said: “Too bad. The horse cock would have given us both far more pleasure. Well whatever...”
She threw Laura on the desk and grabbed the paddle. “Turn on your stomach, ass up!”
Laura followed the instructions and closed her eyes. BAM! BAM! BAM! The mistress let the paddle crash down on Laura three times in a rapid speed. Laura didn’t even get to realise the pain at first so fast came the strikes, flattening her nearly paper thin. When the pain finally took place Laura wanted to cry, but the pain as well as her flattened body prevented this. From the mistresses view Laura was nothing more than a flesh coloured splatter on her desk.
“Three slaps are not yet enough for your low level performance, wouldn’t you agree?”
And so she kept smacking Laura to a pulp. Only once the flat mass named Laura turned completely red she stopped. Laura has never felt so much pain at once, she felt every single millimeters of her body burning from pain.
“Well usually I would now put you inside of me as well, but since our time is nearly up how about we have some aftercare... for me.”
She ripped Laura off her desk like a sticker, a nasty sound of flesh being peeled off of wood and Laura saw her mistress dangling her in front of her face. With a quick motion Laura was pressed with her face against the meaty, smelly foot from before, used like a swiping tool, a tissue to remove the sweat and dirt of the sole. This time she could even less evade the smell than before. It was like every bit of her flat body could taste the foot, the sweat, the crumbs and dust on it. More than that, her body was absorbing them. Additionally every touch against her skin stung like thousand needles due to the torture before. The second foot followed and Laura felt disgusted by herself as she for some reason got turned on again. That woman had degraded her to some kind of foot freak. Or did she just like this treatment?
“Well you have the job. You did well and I think this sum should work out for you as well?”
The mistress wrote a number down on a piece of paper and held it over Lauras still flat body. This sum would be enough to pay three rents! Now Laura was sure that this torture was worth it.